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vytels · 8 months
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Dinluke, codywan time travel fanfic stuff
So, like Cody is the ori’vod of his batch in this fic and I’m sitting here on vacation thinking about how that plays out. Like somehow he’s been able to hide his huge fat crush on Obi-Wan from them, but not his own men. Sort of.
Rex has an idea, but thinks it’s more of an awe-struck feeling over natborns being nice than actual feelings.
Cody: *Staring at Obi-Wan after he compliments him*
Rex: Man, my brother really doesn’t know how to handle natborns being nice to him. Takes him off guard every time.
Honestly, I think the only one that would have a clue is Fox. Not because he’s witnessed anything, but because of shit he’s overheard in the drunk tanks.
Waxer: *Drunk and complaining.* The Commander really needs to get his shit together.
Fox: *Actively listening now because that’s his ori’vod.*
Boil: *Just as drunk and just as over Cody’s bullshit.* Yeah, his heart eyes are going to kill me. Wish the General would figure it out for them instead!
Fox: Blackmail!
Ponds and Wolffe are rarely around Cody when Obi-Wan is there. But when they are, Cody does his best to make sure they don’t notice. These are the two who would give him the most shit, after all.
Ponds: Do you remember when Cody cried because Prime looked at him funny?
Wolffe: Or the time that Cody got decked by Neyo and had to be sent to the med center?
Cody: Come on, we all have moments like that as cadets.
Ponds: Yeah but most cadets don’t fall off into the ocean.
Cody: I was trying to help Rex! He dropped his—
Bly would be the first one Cody tells, because Bly is hopelessly in love with his general and everyone knows. But Cody doesn’t want every conversation he has with his brother to be about their generals.
Bly: So, yeah that’s what General Secura did.
Cody: Interesting, but you also said there was some kind of flying animal on this planet?
Bly: Oh boy, let me tell you. One of those fuckers nearly took of my arm. I want one as a pet and I want to train them to piss on Wolffe and Fox.
Cody: Tell me more.
But you know… they all know by the end, before Cody can really admit his feelings, and they all find that hilarious.
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Fox hanging out with his batchmates and having a good time all the while trying to hide the fact that he’s on the verge of having an anxiety attack.
His leg is shaking and he can feel the nerves burning underneath his skin and his nails rake down his arm, hoping the sensation of pain is enough to sedate the feeling of going over.
He’s losing control while his batchmates laugh and make jokes, none of them noticing that he has gone silent.
He wonders how long he can pretend that he’s fine, that he doesn’t want to rip his skin off, that he’s invested in the conversation as much as they are.
He wonders if they realize how much he doesn’t fit in, that even when surrounded by them he still feels lonely, that maybe if he laughs loud enough they won’t know notice that his smile is a well-practiced lie.
It’s easy, he thinks while his hand shakes and his teeth grind. He breathes once, slowly, wishing for the scent to leave the room. His throat constricts and he wants to gag but doing so would end up causing a scene.
I’m fine, he thinks, knowing it isn’t true but not having the courage to speak up. Speaking up means causing a scene which means attention. He’s not an attention-seeker; he doesn’t want people to worry about him when they couldn’t care less before. He’s perfectly normal.
He’s fine.
He has to be. The pull in his chest that tightens with each breath, that causes him to scratch at his arms and dig nails into his thighs, is enough for him to briefly close his eyes.
He laughs loudly at a joke, voice high and rich as he makes a sassy remark. His drink remains untouched and he knows his Vod probably think he’s some prude.
The music is loud, overwhelmingly so and all he wants to do is cover his ears and leave the place. The bass drums into his skin, the beat felt within his core. His fingers press hard on his armor in hopes to squeeze the anxiety away.
One day, he’ll be fine. He knows it. He believes it.
One day, it’ll be better. It’s all he can think of as he waits for the attack to pass.
One day, maybe he won’t be alone.
But that’s not today.
Today is just for surviving and getting through to the next.
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ladykagewaki · 2 years
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While Tech and Omega inspect Azi's mechanics he triggers a recording from deep within the droid's memory. Echo recognizes someone from the memory and Tech reveals more about the Bad Batch that Echo had ever considered. 
If you are curious to read about the infamous "Tadpole Incident" you can find the full story in my short fic called "A Short Tech and Echo Adventure:Tadpole" (https://archiveofourown.org/works/37622476) 
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dennismakilingborlas · 6 months
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Carmen NHS Batch 1999 meeting for the upcoming annual reunion....
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lishielei · 1 year
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Christmas party turns to house raid🎄🏡 Bonifacio IV - Batch 2009 Gwapa kaayo among adviser oyyy! Salamat sa pagpa dayon sa imung nice house maam 😍 #batchmates #houseraid #gathering https://www.instagram.com/p/CmEe6AKyzjT/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tanishasingh1999 · 2 years
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Teacher's Day Celebration 😄❣️ . #teachersdayspecial #batchmates #happyfaces https://www.instagram.com/p/CiH-YJJoZE9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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jecroisenmoi · 2 years
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Photo sequence.
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ineffablejaymee · 1 year
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kaminoans, advertising their clones like some kind of laundry detergent: we have created the perfect soldiers to fight your war, they are smart, capable, obedient and durable. you will not find better men to fill your army
obiwan, watching as cody and rex are trying to stop wolffe from biting bly, who hides begind ponds, as fox contemplates if its possible for him to drown in his coffe: s u r e
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kumapillow · 4 months
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…Because I was curious abt what Momose and Fujiwara last talked about sorry 😣😅
Fujiwara: Momose, will you be able to come to the peer drinking party?
Momose: Sorry, I’m still not done with work, I don’t think I’ll be able to leave yet
Fujiwara: Oh I see… We’re still here having drinks so come over when you’re done! Don’t work yourself to oblivion!
Momose: Ok, thanks
Fujiwara: Momose, I didn’t see you at work, did something happen?
Eh, did you resign…?
Are you okay?
Hello…?
🥲
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evilkaeya · 4 months
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The way this is the only thing in my drafts rn
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autumnalfallingleaves · 9 months
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Codywan Week Day Two: Wings
@codywanweek
I always forget how much I like drawing wings lmao
reblogs are highly appreciated, and please do not repost my art
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thesunlikehoney · 6 months
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this is incredibly fucked up, but. thinking about the way infant mortality rates and generally the way kids are treated/raised on kamino would influence the clones' concept of kids and when a person becomes a person. like. "it's not a person until it's out of the gestation tube" or "it's not a person until it can pick it's own name" or "it's not a person until it's passed it's first assessments" or "it's not a person until it can consciously decide it's a person" like when does a clone fetus stop being a product in production and start being a person? or is there any line at all, and they are both at all times? how is the perception of clone fetuses and cadets going to influence how clones interact with kids off kamino? or how they view their own kids, if they have them?
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brittandbiscuits · 1 year
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Working on so many amazing clone OC commissions, I thought…..what if I design my own OC 👀
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girl help im making a whole battalion
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wantonlywindswept · 8 months
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yet another fic idea: fox & boba, ponds lives
Consider: Boba looks at Ponds. Ponds looks back. Boba snaps, "You're a dishonor to my father's face," and shoves Ponds' helmet onto his head.
Consider: Boba presses a blaster to the back of Ponds' neck. Boba flicks a switch. Boba pulls the trigger.
Consider: Boba dumps Ponds' limp body into the airlock. When he hits the eject button, the transmitter on the back of Ponds' armor blinks a steady green.
Consider: Ponds is the youngest batchmate of Bly, of Cody, of Wolffe. Ponds is the youngest batchmate of Fox. 
Consider: Fox loves his batchmates. 
Consider: Fox pays his debts. 
Consider: It's really not that difficult for the Commander of the Guard to make one prisoner disappear.
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enigmasandepiphanies · 8 months
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I think some of y'all (people in uni) were never 15 and read, "we accept the love we think we deserve" and sobbed while reading perks of being a wallflower and it shows
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