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sev-on-kamino · 6 months

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sev 🥺🥺🥺 “that really does make you hard. i can feel you pulsing inside me” with cody? playing with fire and making him mad? 👀👀i love you

kit @corvod I need you to know that this quote with Cody of all people really altered my brain chemistry. I hope you enjoy this lil spicy morsel! prompt is in orange this time!

word count: 621 (my hand slipped, but I caught it)

warnings: unprotected piv sex, biting, the world’s shortest predator/prey chase, Cody being Cody, MINORS DNI

dividers by the homie @dystopicjumpsuit

Cody was the patient one from his batch. No one knew that necessarily because no one ever tested his patience. His orders were followed immediately without question by everyone under his command. Even your natural aversion to authority didn’t make you immune to Cody’s will. He spoke, you listened. He said jump, you said how high?

Inversely, Cody respected your position as a medical officer, and didn’t give you shit when you laid out a treatment plan. This typically made both of your lives far easier than they had any right to be given that you were usually in active war zones.

So the current standoff between the two of you was fully uncharted territory. You’d given your orders as the medical authority aboard the *Negotiator* and Cody had less than respectfully declined.

Your eyebrows shot up, accompanied by several confused blinks.

“Excuse me?” you asked, as though you hadn’t heard him properly.

“I have shit to do, saraad,” He replied, picking up his helmet from the side table. “Don’t give me that look.”

“Yes, you do have shit to do…following my orders,” you said, eyes darting towards the helmet. It was a split second decision to snatch the bucket right out of his hands.

Cody’s eyes widened in utter shock before narrowing dangerously.

“I give you a lot of leeway because you’re good at what you do, and you fuck like an angel.” His voice was low, calm, and steady. “Don’t let that go to your head and get you in trouble.”

He held his hand out for his helmet, but you clutched it to your chest, your chin raised defiantly. The marshal commander released a humorless laugh, and took a step towards you.

Fear and arousal jockeyed for position, and ultimately settled side by side low in your belly, as you took a step back.

You made to exit the medbay with the stolen equipment, but Cody was like lightning. One powerful arm looped tightly around your waist, holding you against his armored chest, while his free hand easily tugged his helmet right out of your grip, tossing it onto the table once more.

“Oh, fuck,” you whispered nervously.

“Oh fuck is right,” he replied, spinning you around to face him.

In 2 minutes and 30 seconds, Cody had you naked and riding him on top of a crate in the supply closet. Your soft body would bear marks from the unyielding plastoid, and his iron grip for days.

“Can’t believe you had the balls to challenge me,” he groaned against your neck, as you rolled your hips against him.

“You fucking deserved it,” you replied, turning your head to bite him just below his jaw.

His grip tightened, and he pulled your hips flush against his.

“Who do you think you are?” He asked, narrowing his eyes at you.

“Your saraad,” you said, stealing a kiss, and wrapping your arms around his shoulders. His cock twitched inside you, eliciting a surprised hum from you.

“Say that again,” he ordered. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“You, Commander.”

“Fuck, I like hearing that. Almost too much.”

“It’s true. I’m yours.” Again you could feel his cock jump at your words. “That really does make you hard. I can feel you pulsing inside me.”

“Careful, or I’ll fill that pretty little mouth of yours next.”

“I thought you had things to do,” you moaned, as he adjusted his hold on you to drive the head of his cock into the sensitive place inside you, that had your head spinning.

“Making you come for me was already on the list,” he said, as his nimble fingers found your clit, driving all thoughts beyond your impending orgasm right out of your head.

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multi-fan-dom-madness · 6 months

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Hello hello! For the kiss prompts, may I please request "a kiss after treating a wound" with Cody? I'm still deep in the Cody brainrot (send help), and I would love to see what you do with this!

Thank you!!!

DJ! thank you so much for this lil ask, I hope I did it justice for you and that it inspires further brainrot despite its brevity <3

All Patched Up - Cody x gn!reader

Summary: Cody treats your wounds.

Warnings: slight angst, mostly fluff, mild description of injury (nothin' too serious)

Word Count: 437

You wince at the stinging pain in your palms, trying to mask the discomfort for Cody’s sake. In fact, you try to stay as still as possible, embarrassment circulating within you like a typhoon. He’s quiet, quieter than usual, as he gently dabs bacta over the still-bleeding scrapes on your hands. Usually, you enjoy his silence; but right now, you just wish he’d say something.

Even if that something was “I told you so.”

Because he had. He’d told you not to overextend on that ladder, not to put too much of your weight near the top. But had you listened?

The pain in your hands is answer enough.

Cody leans over your hands, brow furrowed in concentration. He cradles your injured hands in his large, warm grasp while he works. His touch is soft, cautious. In reality, he could have sent you to the medbay for this—Maker knows he has enough on his plate to deal with besides your clumsy self.

“I can hear you thinking, cyar’ika,” he says, voice low. “What’s goin’ on in that pretty head?”

You sigh. “I should have listened to you.”

“You should have,” he agrees.

Though his tone is neutral, you still grimace. “M’sorry.”

He presses an adhesive bandage over the wounds, ensuring a proper, clean seal all the way around before he laces his fingers through yours. His head finally raises. Chewing at your bottom lip, you meet his steady gaze with nerves jostling in your stomach. His eyes are wells of patience, warm amber glinting in the harsh fluorescence of his private quarters.

“I’m not angry, cyar’ika,” he says. “Just glad you’re not more seriously hurt.”

“I know,” you say, though up until just now, you honestly hadn’t been sure. A weight lifts from your shoulders. “I know.”

“Good.” He lifts your palms to his face, pressing a featherlight kiss to each of your bandages. Though he lowers your left hand back to your lap, he retains his grip on your right, rubbing small circles against your wrist bone. His lips are soft against your skin as he kisses his way up your arm. When his mouth grazes over the crook of your elbow, you shiver.

Cody kisses his way to your neck, then up your jaw, across your cheek, and finally slots his lips against yours. Sighing against him, you lean into his embrace, pain in your hands momentarily forgotten in the wake of his display of affection.

When he pulls back, he smirks at you. “Seriously though, next time, please listen.”

You laugh, knowing full well you won’t. Not if it means being kissed like that.

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kaminocasey · 5 months

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25 Days of Life Day: Day 2 - Hot Cocoa with Cody

A/N: I've decided to dabble with a Modern!AU bc I've never done that before. So, here is this. I hope it's alright!! Big shout out to @idledreams because this wouldn't be what it was without her! I'm planning on making another part for this. And perhaps a series, POSSIBLY. Either way, very excited for you to read this!

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; Professor!Cody x College Student!Reader (About to be done with his class). So if that's not for you, I completely understand!

WC: 1.6K

The line in Java Hut’s is incredibly long this morning but it’s not that big of a deal because you have about another hour before you have to be in class to take your history final. And since campus is only a few blocks away, you pull out your book as you stand in line to wait.

Having just started the book last night before bed, you were eager to pick it back up this morning. Unfortunately, you’d forced yourself to put it down and go to sleep so you’d be well rested for your last final of the semester. But since you’ve got the time to kill…

About five minutes into reading, you hear a familiar deep voice in your ear. “Last minute studying for your final?”

You look behind you and see your history professor, Cody. The incredibly hot professor who you’ve been crushing on since the first day of the semester.

“Oh, hi.” You feel yourself go warm in the face and show him your book you’re reading. “No, actually. The Secret History.”

“Good read.” He smiles that heart clenching smile and you nod in agreement. “First time reading it?”

You nod. “Mmhm.”

“You’ll have to let me know what you think.” He smiles down at you and you hope to god that your jaw isn’t on the floor.

“Uh, yeah. I definitely will.” You tell him, trying your best to not freeze up.

You’ve never spoken to him outside of the classroom so this is new to you. And despite how uncool you sound right now, you rather like it. It’s way tamer than the fantasies you have at night of him.

“Next!” The barista breaks you out of the spell his warm brown eyes are holding over you.

“Right.” You chuckle, turning to order.

“Ours are together.” Cody tells her from behind you.

You can feel his warm chest against your back and it takes everything in you to not lean into him. He smells warm like sandalwood and leather.

You look up at him and start to protest but the look he gives you looks final and you nod, murmuring your thanks with burning cheeks as you turn back to the barista.

“A large hot chocolate, please.” You smile.

She smirks, knowingly at you.

“Hot chocolate, huh? Sure. Make it two. Thanks.” He bumps his elbow into your side, teasingly.

As you move out of the line to go wait for your drinks, you find a sofa by the window, noticing the snow coming down. It’s your favorite time of the year and you’d do anything to live somewhere where it looked like this all year round.

“Not a coffee drinker or is it just a seasonal thing?” He rests an arm around the back of the sofa, which also happens to be around you as well.

You’re not complaining.

“No, I’m afraid not. Just a little too bitter for me.” You shrug, pulling your foot up under you, making you accidentally lean a little closer to him.

He doesn’t seem to mind, thankfully.

“Too bitter…” He muses, clearly amused.

You’re trying to figure out what to say to him without sounding like an idiot. He’s probably one of the smartest people you’ve ever met and you’ve found yourself dreading the end of the semester, because that means you’re not going to see him again.

“I’m… going to miss your class.” You tell him, looking from the window back to him.

“I’m going to miss having you in my class.” He smiles, kindly.

“Eh. You’ll have another star pupil next semester.” You shrug, hiding a grin.

He chuckles. “I suppose so…”

Your stomach drops at his words.

“But that’s not why I’m going to miss you.” He leans in, whispering.

You feel your lips part and suddenly his lips are so close to yours when you turn your head, you’re caught off guard by the barista calling out “Cody!”

“Be right back.” He winks and walks back toward the counter.

You try to still your pounding heart before he comes back, to no avail. Does he know the effect he has on people? On you?

Of course he does.

When he sits back down, a little further away than before, he hands you your hot chocolate with a playful look.

“Here’s your warm chocolate milk.” He grins.

His smile sets your insides on fire and you shake your head with a soft laugh.

“You tease but at least it’s better than that bitter bean water you drink.” You shrug, making him laugh boisterously.

It’s probably the best sound you’ve ever heard, you think to yourself while you softly blow into the mug before taking a sip. When you look at him again, his eyes are on your lips and you take a napkin off the coffee table and dab at your lips.

“Do I have something on my face?” Self consciousness creeps in and he gently pulls your hand away from your face.

“No, your face is perfect.” He rushes out, then pauses when he realizes what he said and lets go of your hand. “I’m sorry.”

You shake your head, letting him know it's okay.

Does he feel this spark too?

“Growing up, I lived with my grandparents. I was incredibly close with my grandmother…” You start to tell him. “The first day that the weather turned cold in November, she would keep us home from school. She called it a mental health day and would put on Christmas movies and make a bunch of baked treats and hot chocolate of course. She never drank coffee.”

“Wow. Sounds like she was better than me.” He smiles, teasingly.

“Different instances. She didn’t need the coffee.”

“And I do?”

“To grade a couple hundred papers? Probably.” You shrug with a smirk.

“So, I take it that teaching isn’t in your future.” He sips his hot chocolate, trying to hide a face of distaste.

It’s clear this man survives on coffee.

“I’m sure you could probably get them to spike it with coffee if you ask nicely.” You tease.

“Chocolate coffee does not sound enticing.” He shakes his head, but he glances up at the barista, clearly debating it.

“I think that might be the only way someone could get me to drink coffee.”

“Hold on.” He puts his finger up with a smirk and walks up to the counter where they call out orders and flags down the barista, saying something to her that makes her glance at you with raised eyebrows and he shrugs.

You look at him with narrowed eyes and he throws you a wink, making you feel like the hot chocolate is suddenly burning you from the inside out. You glance at your phone, realizing you have thirty minutes until you have to get to class, and as if he has the same thought process, he glances at his watch and then back at you.

He pulls out his phone, leaning on the counter waiting for the barista to come back and types something out for a moment before putting it back into his pocket.

Your phone chimes, indicating an email and you open it.

Hello World History 401 students,

Out of the goodness of my heart, and in the spirit of the holidays, today’s final will be canceled. Enjoy your break.

-Prof. Cody

Your head whips up so fast, you nearly give yourself whiplash. He just canceled the final… To spend time with you? Your chest clenches just in time for him to come back with two cups of coffee and he hands you one. Yours is significantly lighter than his and you debate which question to ask him first.

“I told her to make it taste the least bit like ‘bitter bean water’ she could.” He grins.

“You canceled the final.”

“I did.”

“Why?”

“I’ve always envied Santa Claus. Giving people what they really want for Christmas.” He shrugs, taking his cup of black coffee, pouring it into the hot chocolate and stirring it.

You watch him take a sip and he sighs with dramatic delight.

“Much better.” He nods.

“Cody. The final.” You can’t even focus on the hot chocolate.

He shrugs. “I’m enjoying our conversation.”

“You can’t just cancel a final-”

“Oh really? Why did I go through eight years of school, if not to be able to make some kids’ day by canceling a final?”

“Cody…”

He sighs your name and the way he does sends your heart into a fit of wild pittering that you’re pretty sure you’re not going to recover from.

“Listen. If you really wanna take the final, here.” He pulls out a small stack of papers out of his briefcase and hands them to you. “But, you’ve already passed in my mind, so I don’t know if it’s even worth the hassle.”

Your eyes skim over the page. “A… B… A…”

He snatches the papers back, shoving them back into his case. “Insufferable.”

“All I hear is that I’m the best student and deserve an A.” You shrug, finally taking a sip of your hot chocolate coffee and then immediately spit it right back out. “This is awful.”

“What?! It’s barely coffee!” His eyes crinkle, hearteningly.

“Nope. Bad.” You shake your head, putting the mug down on the coffee table. “We just ruined a perfectly good cup of hot chocolate.”

“I’ll buy you another.” He offers.

You shake your head. “Not necessary. I have a different idea.”

You stand up and put your coat on, slinging your bag over your shoulder and offering your hand out for him.

“Where are we going?”

“Just trust me.”

He grabs his stuff and takes your hand with a wide grin. “Lead the way.”

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arctrooper69 · 1 year

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Hi! I'm a Cody simp and I would love to see you write how Cody reacts to me graduating med school and reaching my lifelong dream

Of course! Congratulations on graduating medical school! I think every single clone would be so proud of you ❤️❤️❤️ It's hard work doing what you did and you pushed through and made it out on the other side. That's amazing! 🥰

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Shining Star

Cody thinks the world of you. His cyare has finally achieved their dreams!

Warnings: None. Just some fluffity fluff.

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You waited nervously behind the stage, fiddling with your robes and the tassel to your cap.

“Relax!” Your friend nudged you as she whispered. “He’ll be here!”

"I know..." You whispered back. "But...but what if he sees me and..."

"Stop." Your friend cut you off. "He's gonna see you and he's gonna be so kriffing proud. I know he is!"

You opened your mouth to respond but the line was moving. It was time to go.

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Your name was called and you walked across the stage. Hardly listening to anything the announcer was saying, you focused on finding a certain Marshall Commander in the crowd. There he was, standing towards the back of the room. The anxiety that had been slowly creeping into your chest melted away, replaced by a euphoric sense of pride as the professor handed you your diploma. You beamed, locking eyes with the Commander. His face was strong and stoic but you could see the pride shimmering behind his serious demeanor as the lights from the stage lit up his eyes.

My cyare.

He stood tall in the crowd, stiffly at attention, giving you the respect you so deserved in the only way he knew how.

As you stood proudly, reciting your oaths beside your classmates, you kept your eyes on the Marshal Commander. His eyes hadn’t left yours for the entire ceremony and he wasn’t about to look away now - not at what was the happiest moment of your life so far.

The rest of the ceremony went by quickly.

You exited the stage, nearly skipping with an energized excitement, towards the back of the room where you'd seen him - but he wasn't there. The euphoric sense of excitement in your chest slowly ebbed.

Where had he gone? Did he really just leave without saying anything to you?

Your heart sank slightly. You'd known he was a busy man but at least he could've said goodbye - or at least commed you to tell you he couldn't stay. Tears of disappointment began to well behind your eyes as you walked back up to the front to grab your belongings. You didn't feel like celebrating. You knew the pride would return soon enough; you deserved this with or without Marshall Commander Cody there beside you. But right now you just wanted to go home.

Suddenly a hand wrapped itself around your wrist, yanking you into the waiting area behind the stage.

"Hey! I...." your shout of warning was cut off as a pair of warm lips met yours. Cody. He hadn't left after all.

Strong arms wrapped around you tightly, lifting you off your feet, spinning you around as he broke off the kiss.

Gone was that professional stiffness of a solider. A soft smile stretched across his lips as he gazed into your eyes. He set you gently back down onto your feet but didn't remove his hands from your waist.

"I'm so proud of you, cyar'ika." He said warmly in his deep, sensual voice. His eyes sparkled, caught in the lights from the dimly lit room. He placed a kiss to your forehead and brushed a stray hair from your face, tucking it safely back behind your ear.

"I told you that you could do it. I told you, you'd make it through and here we are."

The pride at your accomplishments swelled once again as you stood quickly onto your tip toes, throwing your arms around his neck.

"I did it!" You whispered gleefully, giggling with that rush of euphoria. "I did it!"

His lips met yours again and you closed your eyes, savoring every second of this momentous occasion.

"You did it cyar'ika!" He whispered back. "I love you so much! I'm so kriffing proud."

You pulled back slightly, looking up into his eyes. "You know," you began, smiling, the feeling of euphoric pride still swelling inside. "I wasn't sure I'd make it this far."

"But you did!" Cody replied. "You did and you should be proud of yourself."

You nodded, "This is the proudest I've ever been. This is who I've wanted to be my whole life."

Cody's smile was dizzying as he looked down into your eyes, chest filled with pride. "When I met you, the first thing I noticed about you was your passion. You were so driven in everything you did. You love people. You want to heal and help. You want to see them thrive."

He placed another kiss to your forehead. "The world needs someone like you, cyar'ika. You're going to save so many lives."

I know nothing about medical school or graduating from medical school, so I hope that sounded okay! Congratulations again!

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sinfulsalutations · 9 months

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Congrats on your amazing achievement!!! To celebrate, I would love to see either a Wolffe or Cody piece with prompt #13. ❤️❤️❤️

➼ ɴᴏᴜʀ'ꜱ 500 ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

⋆ ★ ʜᴇʏ ʜᴇʏ! ɪ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴅʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ᴀꜱ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ʏᴇᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡᴏʟꜰꜰᴇ 😳 ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ!

➼ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ ☆ "ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ"

➼ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ ☆ ᴄᴏᴅʏ x ꜰ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➼ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ☆ ᴏʀᴀʟ ꜱᴇx (ꜰ ʀᴇᴄᴇɪᴠɪɴɢ), ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜱɪᴅᴇꜱ, ᴄᴏᴅʏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ᴏʟ' ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴅᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ

➼ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ☆ 543

➼ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ 18+ ᴅɴɪ

“Cody, Cody, ahh–”

The only tangible response you get is the slightest pull away from your sopping pussy and a breathless chuckle before he goes back to the task at hand.

He’s wanted you like this for weeks now. You know that when he comes home to you, pressing his entire body onto yours and kissing you breathless. Neither of you care that he’s still in his kit, it’ll come off anyway when you make it to the bedroom. You simply need each other as two human beings, two people so in love who can’t bear all the time apart.

“`Missed you.” Through the waves of unrelenting pleasure, you manage to say what you both feel, but not without letting out a moan when you finish your thought. Cody hums, half as a response, half as a way to further stimulate you, the vibrations of his voice making your thighs shake under his grip. You sigh.

“I know,” Is his only response, but his tone isn’t smug. It’s instead an affirmation, assurance that you weren’t foolish in your wanton longing, and it makes you feel even the slightest twinge better. His tongue runs over you, slow and gentle, making you let out a delicate moan; Cody smiles into your pussy.

“You’re so good to me, baby,” He mutters. You lift your head to glimpse his face and see how truly pussy-drunk he looks; his eyes are half-lidded, threatening to close as his jaw remains slack with his tongue hanging out, reveling in your taste. He’s perfect, you decide, and reach down to search for his hand. Once you do lazily interlock fingers, your head falls back again. “So, so good.”

Cody lets his tongue do most of the work, having it run through your lips to finely part them in articulate movements; sporadically, he allows it to push, find the shallow parts of your entrance and swirl it there. He pulls away the moment you begin to whimper, and every time you squeeze his hand in retaliation, whining louder for him to feel guilty.

“Oh, please,” You mewl pathetically; it’s hard to feel shame or dignity in your boyfriend’s presence, and frankly, you don’t wish to. “I’m so close, I–fuck–”

He takes your clit into his mouth as you’re talking and sucks, rendering you a gasping mess; your body twitches, and the hand not interlocked with yours presses to your stomach, pinning you to the mattress. Cody’s firm, his force as relentless here as it is on a battlefield, and you know he won’t let you slip past his hold until he has you gushing over his tongue.

You reach that peak fast. In your haze you buck against him, ass lifting off the soaked mattress to press your pussy onto his face. Whispers of your name leave you, choked and pushed from your chest as he gets his fill, and once you’re fully satiated, he lifts and moves your hand to run against his face, against all your juices.

“I’m gonna marry you just for doing that,” You sigh out, a dopey smile etched onto your please-ridden face.

Cody smiles, pressing a firm kiss to your palm, leaving a coat of wetness in its trail.

“Oh, it would be my honor, cyar’ika.”

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rinwritesfics · 3 months

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Blind Date

Plot: Kenobi has set you and the Marshal Commander up on a blind date – but Cody doesn’t know it.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 1101

Author’s Note: Happy Cody Day!

What was Obi Wan setting you up for?

Your friend had promised he had found someone who would he a good match for you, but you weren’t one for blind dates.

Although, come to think of it, if anyone were to set you on a blind date, you were glad it was a Jedi.

Now, the guy he said he had found for you was strong, smart, and fiercely loyal. You would know him by the long-healed scar down the left side of his face. You had a sneaky suspicion about the kind of person he chose, but you didn’t mind. The man probably also had tan skin and short dark curls. You wondered if he knew this was a blind date, too.

Probably not, knowing Kenobi.

You sat in the warm and welcoming caf and tea shop for a minute before the man walked in, the scar exactly as Kenobi had described. He was in nearly his full kit, yellow-orange highlights on it, with his bucket off and tucked under his arm. You stood up and tried to subtly wipe your hands on your pants to get rid of the light sweat on them, your stomach flip-flopping as his brown eyes settled on you. His brow furrowed slightly at first, then he made his way over.

He said your name quietly and you smiled a little, nodding.

“I take it you’re Cody, then. It’s nice to meet you.”

“You as well. General Kenobi didn’t specify why I was to come here and meet up with you. Is something wrong?”

“I… I take it he didn’t give you any information at all, then.”

“The General told me what you look like and had his mischievous look – you know the one.”

“I do, yeah. I’ve known him long enough to know when he plans to meddle with something. I do worry you may not like the reason. He did tell me.”

“Couldn’t be worse than an undercover op going wrong.”

“Can I buy you a caf, first?”

He frowned, then nodded and told you what he wanted. You went to the counter as he sat at the table, then came back a couple minutes later with an order for yourself and his, handing it to him. You sat down across the small table from him, silently hoping he wasn’t going to be too upset. You knew you probably would be stressed if you didn’t know you were on a blind date.

“So, what did my General tell you? How bad is this that we have to meet up like this?”

“Well….” You chuckled softly, a little nervously. “It’s not that…. Our mutual friend sort of set us up on a blind date.”

Cody stopped, his eyes widening. “He what? You’re joking, right? You have to be joking.”

You stopped, no longer feeling like laughing and instead feeling like a melon baller had been taken to your heart. An embarrassed warmth filled your cheeks and you looked down. “I-I’m sorry. I understand, now. I’ll leave.”

Just as you started to get up, Cody’s hand touched your wrist. You looked at him in surprise.

“Wait, no, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to come off so rudely.” He looked at you, eyebrows upturned and lips slightly parted. “I-I guess I’m just nervous, is all. I’ve never been on a proper date before and had I known, I would have brought you flowers.”

He paused, then continued. “Um… what is your favorite flower?” he asked softly.

You paused, then sat back down and his hand slowly retreated from your wrist. “Hm. That’s kind of hard. There are so many out there, but… maybe the Teddy Bear Sunflower?”

He raised his eyebrow and looked at you oddly and you realized he may not be familiar with any of the flora from your home planet.

“It’s just this vibrant and fluffy-looking large flower. Like a dahlia? Or am I confusing you more?”

He chuckled. “Maybe confusing me more, but that’s okay. This is actually kind of fun.”

You grinned. “Yeah?”

He grinned back, a soft look in his eyes. “Yeah.”

“Well, if this works out, I’m happy with any flower that doesn’t have a large stamen.”

He frowned, slight amusement in his expression. “Really? Why?”

“Less pollen.”

Cody chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Do you have a favorite flower?” you asked softly.

His brow furrowed. “Huh. I’ve never really thought about it before.”

“Well, you don’t have to answer now. I’m okay if you take your time to think about it.” You smiled softly and were rewarded with a smile from him, too.

“Now, why do I get the feeling you’ll have me stumped with each question you ask me?” He laughed.

“Because I may be full of questions you’ve never heard before, like what is your favorite food?”

He grinned. “That one’s easy. Anything that isn’t army rations.”

You laughed. “Alright, alright. How about favorite movie?”

“No, no, it’s my turn to ask a question.”

For the next hour, you two were laughing and chatting and you started to fall for this gorgeous man. The softness inside the protective shell he had to form to be the soldier he is today made you want to do anything for him. You found out his closest brother was Rex, which came to no surprise to you, and he found out you tended to stay up later than you should reading. You both decided to leave the caf and tea shop and go walking down the street for a bit longer. The mid-day sun shone down on you and it really highlighted the smile on his face.

As the date started to come to a close, you knew you didn’t want to let him go. And you hoped he felt the same way, and it was confirmed when he asked for your comm frequency first. Your heart fluttered. As you went to add his contact to your comm, he spoke up.

“Just Cody. You… you don’t have to use my rank.” He glanced away a little and rubbed the back of his neck.

Your smile grew. “I’ve had a wonderful time with you, Cody. And I really hope for more in the future, if it’s okay for me to say.”

He turned back to you and grinned. “Of course it’s okay. It’s a relief actually.”

“I’m glad.”

That night, you sent him a short message thanking him for everything and he messaged you back almost instantly, thanking you for a great first date. With him on your mind and a smile on your lips, you fell asleep.

Taglist (open!): @trixie2023

#tcw cody #tcw commander cody #tbb cody #tcw cody x reader #rinwritesfics fic

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neyswxrld · 5 months

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love languages

Cody x gn!reader

summary: Buying Christmas presents with Cody!

warnings: reader has self doubts, discussions about love and feelings

word count: ~1380

advent calendar masterlist

a/n: this is the fifteenth fic for my advent calendar!

"Okay. So, I need some stuff for my mother and brother. And I have something for Rex in mind, too, that I should buy today. I still feel so bad about last year. And you wanted to buy stuff for my mother too, and don't forget Rex. And you mentioned-,"

"Stop, stop, Cyare. Everything's okay. I know who I want to buy stuff for, and I'm absolutely sure you won't forget anyone this time," Cody assures you, putting an arm around your waist.

"Urgh, I know. But you told me that last year too, and I still forgot about Rex. He made me such a cool present, and I just then realized that I have nothing for him," you explain again.

Cody and you have had that conversation at least five times since it "happened". And, in the end, nothing has happened, and he was right:

"But you just forgot to really buy him his present. You got it for him afterward, and even if you didn't, he wouldn't have blamed you or taken offense by that," he says, just as always.

"I know, I know. I still feel bad," you sigh. Cody laughs and presses a soft kiss against your temple.

"I'll ask you about all the presents before we go home. Okay?" he suggests, and you bite your lip for a few seconds, thinking about his offer, before you nod. "Okay."

You grab a shopping cart and walk into the store. Together, you walk through different aisles and pick out one present after another. For your mother, you'll get that nice kitchen gadget she goes into raptures about in front of you. Your brother will get some warm socks and a fancy book. You buy different things for your other friends, and you help Cody pick out some suitable presents for his brothers. In the end, you have a present for everyone... except-

"Rex?" Cody tests you, and you freeze in your tracks.

"Oh no! I forgot about him again! How can that happen all the time?" you ask, a little bit too desperate, and sigh before scratching your head.

"Hey, at least we're still here. You can still get him that present," Cody tries to cheer you up a bit, but it doesn't do that much for your dampened mood.

"I'm so sorry, Cody. I forget about him all the time," you say sadly, grabbing his hand again.

"Hey, it's okay. You thought about him regarding that in the first place. And as I said, he wouldn't even mind if you wouldn't give him a present at all," he tells you again, holding up his hand and stroking over your cheek carefully.

Sadly, you let your shoulders sink and look him in the eyes.

"I know that he wouldn't mind," you say quietly. "It... It isn't about Rex."

"Then what is it about?" he asks, still looking into your eyes carefully.

"I-I just... It's... It's about you," you admit. Cody raises his eyebrows in confusion. "Me?"

Suddenly, everything bursts out of you.

"You're such a great boyfriend, Cody. You remember everything about me and you know all my friends by their names. You know important things, like our anniversary or what I'm allergic to. But at the same time, you even remember the smallest, silliest things. What my favorite color is. What my first dog's name was. And that flatters me. It makes me giddy and happy, and every time I notice that you thought about something like that again, I think I fall in love with you even more," you begin, only stopping when Cody grabs your wrist and pulls you out of the crowd and to a small, quiet bench in the store.

You sit down, and Cody takes your hand again, listening to you intently and looking at you. All his attention lies on you, and you feel how there's a quiet voice in your head, whispering. "You're not good enough for him."

"I... I don't remember any of that. Hell, I'm lucky if my phone sends me a message about important dates. It took me so long to tell your brothers apart. I also just know that Rex is coming for Christmas for sure. He's your favorite brother, of course he's with you, or us. And I really don't mind that - in contrast. The more people we are, the happier I am, especially when they're people who are important to you. But it's just like... I want to give Rex presents to show you that I... That I think about him too. That I know what is important to you. But instead, I just keep forgetting. I feel like such a bad partner. Like I'm not enough. You deserve someone who is able to really show you how appreciated you are and how much you mean to them, and how much they care for you. I just-"

Cody interrupts you carefully.

"Hey, Cyare. Everything's okay. I know how much you care. Stop telling yourself you're not enough or that you don't show enough love. That's not true. You're such a caring and loving person. You don't forget as many things as you think. Besides, forgetting about stuff doesn't mean that you don't care," he starts, throwing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you into his side.

"But-," you start, but he doesn't let you talk yourself down again.

"No, listen to me. Who's the one that waits for me every time I come home from a long campaign?" he asks. You don't give a real answer, just stare at him with teary eyes.

"Who's the one to make me my favorite food? Who's the one surprising me with small, sweet gifts throughout our time together? Who's the one who sends me goodnight kisses and answers with morning kisses? Who's the one bringing me to 79s on a regular basis, telling me to have fun and relax a little bit with my brothers? Who's the one who, at the same time, really understands when I just want a quiet evening with some cuddles and a good movie?" he starts to list a few things, pulling you closer with each question. "It's you, Cyare. Do you hear me? It's you," he whispers in the end. Slowly, your eyes start to release some tears, making your cheeks wet.

But instead of crying out of self-doubt or out of fear of not being good enough, you're crying because no one ever touched you like that with their words.

"Those are just a few things that are on my mind at the moment. If you wanted a list with everything about what shows me how much you care, you would need a lot of time and a huge battery on your pad, because I'd still be sitting here in a few days, writing down every single thing about how you show me your love," he sighs quietly, brushing his hand through your hair.

"Our love languages may be different, but that doesn't mean that one of us cares less about the other. Don't think you're not good enough for me ever again," he whispers, placing a small kiss on your temple.

You nod a single time, feeling a little bit relieved.

"Go on, say it," he calls upon you.

"I-I... I'm good enough, a-and I'm showing you how m-much I care," you whisper with a shaky voice.

Cody nods in approval before starting to dry your face a little bit.

You keep sitting on the quiet bench in the store for a while. While you quietly talk to Cody and put your head on his shoulder while you calm down, you repeat that little phrase over and over in your head. You're good enough. You show Cody how much you care. Cody knows how much you love him.

When you're finally calm and the tears are dry again, Cody stands up and reaches out his hand to help you up.

"Now, do you still want to buy that present for my favorite brother, or have you decided otherwise?" he asked, a mocking undertone in his voice.

"Let's get him that present!" you nod before you take your boyfriend's hand and start to walk through the store again, trying to find the last thing on your list.

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@isthereanechoinhere96 @trixie2023 @freesia-writes

#commander cody x reader #cody x reader #clone commander cody #commander cody #tcw cody x reader #cody x you #commander cody x you #star wars #starwars the clone wars #the clone wars fanfiction #the clone wars #presents #all i want for christmas advent calendar #star wars advent calendar #tcw advent calendar

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cosmickaz · 9 months

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Comfort Call

look at me and my emotional support alliterations.

one-shot (655 words)

Pairing: Cody, Reader nature of relationship unclear, Cody just cares about Reader’s wellbeing

Genre: Fluff, Comfort no Hurt. Reader is in a funk and Cody gets them out of it.

The black screen of his datapad felt like a punch in the gut as Cody took off his helmet. It has been entirely too long since his penpal had last responded to his messages, and he knew if they disappeared like this, things were starting to get worse again.

It took a little trial and error but you found a way to break the radio-silence without building pressure.

He checked the status icon next to your name. You were online.

A black screen took over his display once again, yet this one seemed infinitely more hopeful, as it was a sign that you had picked up his call.

“No headphones.” appeared in the little chat-box.

There was a very faint rustling coming from your end of the call and Cody smiled, knowing you’d kept your mic on for his sake.

Then, another message: “Wait,” followed by the sound of your footsteps leaving the room.

Where, at first, he’d been a little confused, even slightly offended by your tendency to just get up and leave after the start of your calls, the explanation you’d offered endeared him to your antics. Not to mention your efforts to prepare for his usual calls beforehand now, even making a little game out of it and sending him obscure ‘getting ready’ messages before pressing the button. ‘one moment, I’m building my house.’, ‘sorry, I’m catching some wifi.’ or ‘gimme a sec, my datapad exploded’.The deviation of your usual routine only emphasized how out of it you had to feel.

Sounds of your reentering the room and placing something on your desk disrupted Cody’s worrying.

“Had to get water,” came your explanation. “And a donut.”

Then, your cam turned on.

Upon seeing your slightly disheveled form, he had to resist the instinct of asking about what troubled you. He learned the hard way that calm nonchalance was the way to go in these situations, and interrogating you would only result in you shutting him out completely. His goal was to get you to stop thinking about Whatever It Is and disrupt your thought spiral, hence the unannounced video call.

“Have you been reading?” He typed back, purposely giving you a chance to fill him in on the details of your day or ignore the elephant in the room and go on about your favourite hobby.

As usual, you chose the latter. “Yeah, I’m still trying to get through this book. I calculated how many pages I have to read every day so I can get through it before I have to return it.”

Of course you did.

“The collected stories one?”

“Mhm,” you nodded your head while typing, making Cody smile once again. “70 pages for 20 days.”

“And how many pages are you behind now?”

At least he was decent enough to hide his smile behind a hand as he asked this.

You glared at him anyhow.

His smile just got wider.

“~130.”

“That’s almost two days!”

“I AM AWARE!!!!!” You were tempted to turn off your camera so he wouldn’t see you pout. “I went to the garden center yesterday so I didn’t have time. And the first couple stories were suuuuuper boring.”

“But it got better?”

“It did. And it’s interesting because I can see where others have been influenced by these themes and stories so it’s cool to go backwards like this. Makes the other stories more interesting, too.”

As your rambling got more animated, your fingers soon weren’t able to keep up with your thoughts anymore, and the sounds of your frantic typing was replaced by your voice.

It would have been foolish to point it out, but Cody knew that this was the point where you’d successfully gotten out of whatever mood had had a hold on you earlier. And with the mood of the conversation between you entering all-too familiar territory again, he reveled in pride over your shared victory.

#this is very much a self comfort thing and that's okay #been having a ruff week #commander cody x reader #tcw x reader #tcw cody x reader

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moonstrider9904 · 2 years

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First off, I hope you're having a lovely break and getting a nice rest for yourself! Second, I've been so nervous about what to ask for, it took me a few days to contemplate. May I please request a fluffy Nsfw ficlet with Commander Cody and a female reader? I just want something warm and pleasant for him, like a cozy rainy evening where he gets a break with his lover? Hopefully that's not too vague. I trust you and look forward to everything that you post! Have a lovely day and break! Thanks for being stellar!

Sorry for taking forever with this request, I wanted to make it extra special for you and because it’s Cody!! I love this idea so much, coziness is my middle name, after all! I really hope you’ll like it :3

Pairing: Cody x Fem!Reader

Words: 1,344

Tags/warnings: Smut 18+ Minors DNI. Soft, fluffy smut, lots of kissing, unprotected vaginal sex (please practice safe sex in real life!), sex in front of a fireplace, soft Cody

He seldom had the opportunity to unwind, to relax, to forget there was a war going on, or that said war was the only thing that gave him purpose.

Despite being the archetype of the perfect soldier, even while having a rank unique to him, Cody would turn off his comm link altogether whenever he had days of leave available. He didn’t want his peaceful silence to be interrupted by any sort of worry; it surprised him, however, that he was able to maintain himself sane without overthinking what his men might be up to, worrying if they were alright.

The only reason that was easy, was you.

You emerged from the bedroom and into the tiny living room of that small cottage, your features adorned by the warm glow of the fireplace that made the place seem like a home to the commander.

He grinned bright as soon as his eyes fell on you, a gesture that made him seem years younger, not tormented by war. Cody looked at you from head to toe, more in admiration than in craving, his heart nearly bursting.

The war may have been his purpose, but you gave a whole new meaning to his life.

Then, Cody paused, his grin fading only slightly while the admiration in his eyes remained, tinted by the faint gleam of confusion.

“Is that my shirt?” He asked you.

You looked away, your eyes feigning innocence as you clearly posed in the shirt. Being oversized on Cody, one of his favorite comfort garments to wear, the shirt fit your figure quite nicely.

“It just looked so comfy, you know?” You giggled as you walked over to him.

Cody was sitting on the floor, his back resting on the couch behind him. You went over to sit on the floor, your side resting on him as he instantly wrapped an arm around you, his lips finding your temple to plant a soft kiss on your skin.

“You look adorable,” he told you, making your stomach churn with butterflies.

You loved it whenever Cody spoke to you like that. He was the clear definition of a gentleman: respectful, elegant, caring.

And when it came to what he was like as a lover, you were always ready to have your mind blown. Your hands went around his torso, finding a soft grip that helped you shift your body so you could face him, and you looked up at him with soft eyes, sparkling softly in the light of the fireplace.

“You know what I want, Cody,” you whispered.

Cody chuckled and, after wrapping his arms around you more securely, he carefully eased you onto the floor, your back resting flat on the carpet.

“How could I ever deny you, my dear?” He asked in a purr as his eyes traveled from your forehead and down your upper body, setting at the rim of his shirt before wrapping his fingers around the fabric. “I know you like this, but you’ll need to set it aside.”

You pretended to protest, though a part of you meant it—there was something about wearing Cody’s clothes that you loved more than you could put into words—but you couldn’t hide your excitement. Your heart began to race just as Cody pulled his shirt over you and tossed it onto the couch, letting your bare back rest on the ground, your upper body now exposed to him. The carpet underneath was soft, delicate, so much that it felt amazing on your naked skin.

You’d seen Cody staring carnally at you before, and it always seemed to drive you wild, but this time, he was looking at you differently. He looked at you like you were his one treasure in the whole galaxy, like nothing else mattered to him.

While he undressed the lower half of your body, his hands slow and careful, he looked at the way the gentle flame reflected on your hair, on your eyes; he watched your lips, finding it harder than ever to resist an act so simple as kissing you.

When you were finally naked, Cody crawled back up your body until he was at eye level with you, his lips hovering just above yours, gentle yet imposing. Slowly, he parted your legs with his hands, undressing so swiftly you barely noticed all of his movements, but then, it was hard for you to focus on anything while Cody was on top of you like that.

And when you felt his tip barely beginning to brush at your entrance, you met gazes with him again, your heart beginning to race within your body all over again.

Cody looked softly into your eyes, so tenderly that he nearly fooled you into thinking he wasn’t about to sin with you. Slowly, he slid himself into you, stretching your walls deliciously. He caught you in your gasp, his lips lowering with barely any air between you two, his gaze softening in his own devotion to you.

“I hope you know how much I adore you,” he whispered before finally kissing your lips, just as his tip reached your innermost corners.

Softly, you whimpered into the kiss, your eyes rolling back in the utter pleasure he was making you feel. His movements were slow, letting you feel every sensation and enjoy every bit of heat that pooled between your legs. Tenderly, Cody’s forehead rested on yours, prompting your eyes to open so he could look into them, staring into your soul.

“Cody…” you gasped when a sudden little wave of pleasure bolted through your veins, announcing the climax that was yet to come.

He chuckled, his smile blending pride and affection so perfectly. One of his hands went to the back of your head, somehow bringing you even closer to him as you rejoiced in the feeling of your beloved’s skin on yours.

“I love it when you say my name like that, mesh’la,” he smiled before kissing your lips.

He’d remain there, kissing you while his hips continued rocking smoothly against your body. The heat from the fireplace matched the heat you felt in your body, caressing you tenderly, bringing you ever closer to your release. Cody knew just how to work you, using his free hand to tilt your hips at a slight angle upwards, reaching deeper than you thought he could.

Your eyes flew open at the new position, panting as the sweet shocks gathered around your folds. Though Cody maintained his tenderness while fucking you, he managed to speed his pace up just slightly, enough to have you seeing stars. Your head fell back on the carpet as you moaned his name out in the way he loved so much to hear; you didn’t even see the way he smiled at you.

He could never be more certain of how much he loved you.

Cody eased himself out of you when your body relaxed, just before he risked giving you more than you could take. While you caught your breath, he stared at you, observing your every move, grinning brightly to himself. He still found it romantic how a soldier like him could have been blessed with meeting you.

“Cody?” You spoke after a while of silence.

Wordless, he raised his eyebrows at you, waiting for you to speak, and the way you smiled at him could have very well broken him.

“Lie next to me,” you said softly.

He was happy to oblige, though first, Cody reached toward the couch and grabbed a folded blanket that rested there, extending it so he could drape it over both of your bodies once he rested next to you, shielding your body from the fireplace even though there was nothing to protect you from.

He couldn’t be too careful.

“Sleep, cyare,” he said before kissing your forehead. “I’ll be right here with you.”

You nuzzled your head into his chest, smiling into his skin, until eventually you were so tired that you were no longer able to make sense of all the beautiful words he whispered into your ear.

#requests #commander cody #cody x reader #tcw cody x reader #commander cody x reader #tcw cody smut #commander cody smut #moonstrider writes

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clonesuperiority · 25 days

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Have a Ventress doodle while I'm working on more clone content 👀

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sev-on-kamino · 11 months

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Snippet Sunday: Sinful Edition

Wanted to share a lil preview from a WIP, and it’s a lil spicy, y’all enjoy 😉

Rex, Cody, Wolffe, and Fox x medic!Reader

warnings: inappropriate thoughts from Wolffe

edited to add: it’s posted in full, and can be found here!

Wolffe is trying to recover from choking on his whiskey. Why the fuck had Rex never mentioned that you were the sexiest thing on two legs? Two legs that are currently crossed, and highly visible, damn near to your ass from his angle, as your mini skirt has hiked up with the motion of you crossing them. He shoots a glare at Rex, but the captain is far too busy grinning proudly at you to notice. Fox catches Wolffe’s eye and smirks at him. ‘I saw that’ he mouths.

“You’ve met Commanders Fox and Wolffe, yes?” Cody asks, and you turn to face them with a dazzling smile. You give them your real name, but quickly insist that Stitches is fine.

Wolffe greets you in his usual fashion, face set sternly, not a hint of the fact that he saw exactly what Cody meant about bending you over a desk.

“Cap, I know it’s tacky to talk shop in a bar, but I would really love your approval on the new medi-droid I’ve been wanting to requisition,” you plead, eyes soft as you fix Rex in your gaze.

Wolffe can practically see his vod folding up and giving you the entire budget for whatever the fuck you want. He watches with interest as you pull up a hologram, and quickly detail the pros of the droid, and how it could really help in the field. Your eyes are shining, and your free hand is gesturing excitedly.

You’re clearly quite passionate about medicine, taking care of your boys, and a total fucking nerd.

He wants to ruin you as of yesterday.

taglist: @secondaryrealm

#tcw commander cody #tcw cody #tcw cody x reader #tcw captain rex #tcw rex #tcw rex x reader #tcw commander wolffe #tcw wolffe #tcw wolffe x reader #tcw commander fox #tcw fox #tcw fox x reader #reader insert #star wars #the clone wars fanfiction #the clone wars #star wars the clone wars #sev’s sunday snippets #seven writes

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multi-fan-dom-madness · 6 months

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Hi!

For the prompt requests...I'm thinking "I'm sorry, I had to" with Hound maybe 👀 or Cody as an alternative ❤️

hello roz my dear. thank you for this prompt!! I wanted desperately to write for Hound for this, but Cody came in and said "nope, this one's mine" so here we are. hope you enjoy!

First Kiss - Cody

Summary: You're injured. Cody can't risk losing you without telling you how he feels.

Warnings: canon-typical violence, angst, fluff, confessions

Word Count: 1k

dividers by: me, @saradika, and @dystopicjumpsuit in that order <3

As a starship technician, you don’t often travel to the frontlines. You support your boys in yellow from the Negotiator, repairing the clones’ gunships, the Jedis’ hyperdrive rings, and other engineering tasks that sometimes fall through the cracks. While you’d technically been combat trained when you enlisted with the GAR, that had been ages ago. You’ve never had a need to brush up on your skills. In effect, the GAR viewed you as a civilian engineer, not as a soldier, and so didn’t feel the need to press your training.

Maybe they should have.

Because while you don’t go to the frontlines, today the frontline has come to you.

Explosions rock the Negotiator. Tremors rumble up through the durasteel floor into your body, already panicked as it is, as you pelt full-tilt down a side corridor. Your blaster is clutched in sweaty palms. You need to reach the hangar bay. You’ve been working on some modifications to the gunships to make them quieter, stealthier, more efficient—if that data is destroyed or, even worse, stolen, several months of your work goes down the drain. You may even be fired if the Separatists use the data against the clone army.

But in reality, that’s not what you’re worried about. No, you’re worried about Cody. You know him; he’s out there at the front right now, leading his men by example. It’s part of the reason you fell for him in the first place. He cares for his men—and in the end, that depth of emotion may be his downfall. Kark, you should have told him how you feel.

You sprint past dozens of troopers running in the opposite direction. As you near the hangar, one of the men stops you, yanking you to a halt.

“Hangar’s compromised!” he shouts over the blaring klaxon. “Come with us! Commander’s orders!”

That gives you pause. Meeting the helmeted gaze of the trooper with wide eyes, you flounder for a moment. Another explosion shakes the ship. You stumble, the trooper’s grasp the only thing keeping you upright.

“Where’s the Commander?” you shout.

His hesitation tells you all you need to know. Pulling yourself out of the trooper’s grip, you continue on your mad dash to the hangar, its state of damage be damned. Thankfully, none of the rest of the men stop you, and at last, you reach the hangar entrance.

The entire space is engulfed in an inferno. Heat snarls at you as the door opens, before the metal screeches to a halt halfway, jammed. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, you step over the threshold.

You practically live in this hangar. You know exactly where your workstation is, how to get to it, where everything is within your toolbox. This is a space you could walk through in your sleep—yet as you squint against the sting of smoke and dodge flames that seem to leap at you, panic begins to build in your chest in earnest. Because Cody is somewhere in all this carnage, too. You can’t save both your work and your commander.

You couldn’t live with yourself if you let him die.

Your lungs scream for air. With a terrified whimper, you gulp in a deep lungful. Immediately you begin to cough, the smoke burning into your body. Turning in a circle, you attempt to squint through the smoke. The heat grows by the minute and becomes increasingly oppressive. Your knees feel weak. But still you stagger forward. Blind and lost, you cry with a cracked voice for Cody.

You trip. Knees crack against the floor. Hacking, you peer through the smoke with watering eyes. Is that a person coming toward you?

As your vision goes dark, the last thing you see is a pair of hands reaching for you and a familiar golden visor.

When you wake, you’re in the medbay. You can tell before you even open your eyes, just based on the sterile scent of antiseptic tickling your nose, and the hushed, rhythmic beeping of several medical devices.

Eyes fluttering open, you squint against the bright white light reflecting off equally bright white walls. It hurts to breathe, but as you take silent stock of your body, nothing seems dangerously injured. No casts, no splints. Just a few bandages over what you assume are burns.

“Cyare,” a familiar voice says, full of relief.

You turn and meet Cody’s eyes. He looks like shit. Dark circles under his eyes, a long-dried bloody split in his lip, soot and ash coating his normally pristine armor. He sits next to you on a small stool, his elbows resting on his knees, one of his feet bouncing incessantly. But his worried expression melts into something calmer, softer as he takes in your conscious form.

He half-stands, brushing his fingers over your forehead gently, and then leans down. Though logically you know what’s about to happen it’s still a surprise when his lips meet yours in a soft, chaste kiss. You press your face up to his, meeting him, and you both hold there for a moment before he pulls away with a shuddering breath.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers, hand sliding down to grasp yours, “I had to. You scared me.”

“M’sorry,” you mumble, mind hazy with his kiss. Your tongue is thick and dry. Nearby, one of the medical devices jumps in its rhythm, the beeps coming faster.

He lowers back onto the stool. “What were you thinking?”

Grimacing, you drop your gaze. “It’s stupid.”

“Tell me,” he says, voice soft and kind.

“I was thinking about you,” you admit in a whisper.

His amber eyes widen in surprise. “Cyare.”

“Told you it’s dumb.”

Shaking his head, he huffs an incredulous chuckle. He inhales deeply, runs a hand through his dirty hair, and fixes you with a look so fond that your heart squeezes.

“I love you, you know,” he says.

The medical device goes crazy now, matching the way your heart stutters in your chest. “I- I love you, too.”

The smile he gives you makes all the pain, all the panic, worth it.

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arctrooper69 · 1 year

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Your last letter series makes me want to rip my heart out and stomp on it cause it would hurt less. As someone who almost exclusively reads angst, this is the highest praise I can give. Any chance I could request Cody for the last letter?

So sorry for the delay! I'm very far behind on requests and it's totally all my fault 😂. But anyway, here it is! I went a little different direction with this one than my usual letters. Hope you enjoy it! ❤️

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Forgive Me, My Love

Warnings: General angst? Relationship problems.

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How could he say that!? How could he just end things like that? You had thought things between you and the Marshal Commander were going so well. Maybe the "I love you" had been too rushed. He'd seemed almost terrified when the words fell from your lips. Now here you were shocked to the core.

"I think we should stop seeing each other."

The words rang numbly in your ears. And now he was gone. Deployed early this morning. Gone without even a goodbye.

The doorbell to your small Coruscant apartment chimed loudly pulling you from your misery. Wiping a hand down your tearstained face, you shuffled to the door and opened it. A clone in white shiny armor stood stiffly at attention and handed you an envelope. "I'm supposed to deliver this here, ma'am."

Giving the clone a confused look, you slowly took the letter from his outstretched hand. "Thanks."

The clone nodded and left. Shutting the door, you slowly sat back down onto the couch and opened the letter.

It was from Cody.

Ni Cyare,

I couldn't leave without saying anything so I'm writing to say that I owe you an apology. I am so sorry for pushing you away. It was never my intention to hurt you like this. I love you and I always have. I hope it's not too late for us. I hope that somehow you can forgive me.

I thought that I was protecting you by putting some distance between us. I am a clone, cyare - a disposable soldier. When we go out on a mission, we don't always come back. You don't deserve to bear that burden. I don't want to see you hurt because of me. I told you that this relationship between the two of us would only serve to distract me from my work. I was wrong. You are my motivation, cyar'ika. You are what I want to come home to and it's you who I want to spend the rest of my life with no matter how short it may be. I love you.

I still don't know what I've done to deserve someone like you; someone who will wait for me when I'm away and love me unconditionally. You love me on both my good days and my bad ones, and Maker knows, I've had so many bad ones.

I've lost so many brothers, cyare - so many friends. You are my rock. But if it comes down to it, cyare, I want you to move on. If I fall in battle I want you to have someone to turn to. I want you to know that it's okay.

I guess that's also another reason I'm writing. If something were to happen to me, if I don't come home from this mission, I want you to know that you've made me the happiest clone in the whole GAR.

Never change, cyar'ika.

Love,

Cody

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candyfloss5000 · 1 month

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I'm just gonna leave this here 🤗

"Do you think it hurt?" The question had been eating Wolffe alive, ever since he had deserted the Empire and realised what he did.

Rex turned to him, "Did what hurt, Wolffe?"

"The general..." Wolffe couldn't bring himself to say anymore, as he felt the bitter bile stir in his stomach.

"No," Rex tried to sound reassuring, tried to sound like everything will be alright when it ultimately won't and will never be, "I think it was quick, painless."

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starrylothcat · 8 months

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Hey hey! Love your writing!

I wanted to ask for some nsfw headcannons for Wolffe, Cody, and Rex. Where their F!Jedi reader keeps force projecting different sex scenes of them together during a briefing; with the boys trying to keep it together during the briefing and their reactions/what they say to her after.

I also just wanted to say, that you are one my favorite TCW/TBB writers on Tumblr!

Distractions - NSFW Headcanons with Cody, Wolffe, and Rex

Summary: You decide to spice up a pre-mission briefing meeting by projecting naughty visions to your clone, knowing you’ll pay for it later.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+. Absolute filth. Smut. No real plot. Dom vibes from Wolffe and Cody, slightly rough handling but everything consensual. Fingering, oral, PiV sex. Reader a Jedi, not described in detail.

Pairings: Cody x Fem!JediReader, Wolffe x Fem!JediReader, Rex x Fem!JediReader

WC: Around 2,000 total (bullet points)

A/N: Let me tell you, the squeal I squealed when I got this ask! Thank you for this filthy request, anon! And thank you for your even kinder comment, I was having some self-doubt in my writing lately and I’m glad that you are enjoying my silly little stories, it means a lot to me and I love writing for y’all!

This is pure smutty goodness below the cut, I hope it’s what you envisioned. I had fun writing this for sure! I kinda got carried away with Rex, oops. Enjoy! 💛

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💛 Cody 💛

He is a tough man to crack.

He’s always the Marshal Commander, taking his duties seriously on and off the battlefield.

You started innocently, visions of you kissing up and down his torso, slowly taking off his armor and blacks, fondling his cock, whispering how good of a girl you’ve been and that you’re ready to please your Commander in any way.

Cody didn’t even look at you, though you saw his hand twitch slightly at his side.

You smiled to yourself, projecting a more enticing scene into his mind.

This time, you were sucking his cock, his gloved hand wrapped in your hair, mumbling how amazing your lips felt around him, how much he was going to reward you later for being so good to him.

Still, nothing. Though his jaw seemed tense as he listened to Obi-Wan go over battle plans.

You knew you were playing a dangerous game, an exceedingly dangerous game, one that you will be thouroughly punished for later.

The thought shot a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, upping the ante again, needing him to crack.

The next image was of you, laying on his bunk, pleasuring yourself, two fingers deep inside your sopping pussy, your other hand pinching and tweaking your nipples writhing and moaning in pleasure, getting off completely fine without his assistance.

Since my Commander can’t be bothered to help me, I have to take matters into my own hands…

You held that teasing, lewd image in his mind, and you could almost feel the blade of his stare pierce straight through you as he finally made eye contact across the room.

It was a simple gesture that said so much, and you knew you had him.

After the meeting, you went straight to your personal quarters, knowing he wouldn’t be too far behind.

As your door hissed closed behind you, it was open again, and Cody had you pinned to a nearby wall so fast you barely had time to register what was happening.

Cody was deadly silent as he crushed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, teeth and tongue clashing as his armored body pressed into your robed one.

You smirked against his lips as he pulled away for air, your lungs burning. “Cody-“

Cody growled as he flipped you around, your face pressed up agains the wall, tugging down your robes, revealing your ass to him and your glistening pussy.

He gave your ass a solid smack, his lips against your ear, heavy and commanding.

“You’re not getting away with this.”

You sighed in both pain and pleasure, hearing the clunk of his codpiece hitting the floor, his fingers gripping your ass hard as he rubbed his rigid cock at your entrance.

“Is this what you wanted?” He husked, “to be filled by your Commander? To beg for this cock? Oh, mesh’la, you’ll be begging.”

You let out a whine as he teased your dripping entrance with his cockhead, already thinking you maybe took it a little too far with your visions, knowing he was a man true to his word.

It was too late now.

“Cody, please, I need-“

Smack! Another slap to your ass, his other hand wandering between your folds.

“Only good, obedient girls get this cock. After that stunt in the comm room, you have a lot to make up for.“

He swiped a finger over your clit, causing you to cry out, your body twitching, unable to move much between the wall and his solid form behind you.

He roughly rubbed your clit, pushing two fingers into your entrance, immediately finding the spongy spot that made you see stars.

“You’re soaking, mesh’la, so needy for me.”

You could feel your release coming quickly, choking out his name as his other hand groped at your breast.

Cody knew you were close, feeling you tighten around him, your high pitched moans giving you away.

Cody removed his fingers right as you were about to reach your peak.

You whimpered, trying to lean back against him, desperate for your release, for anything.

Cody spun you around again, pressing his gloved fingers soaked with your juice to your lips.

“If you’re good, I’ll let you cum. You haven’t proved yourself to me, though. Now be a good girl, and clean me up.”

You licked his gloved fingers clean, tasting yourself and giving him a little show of what you could do with your tongue, if you let him.

Cody’s eyes darkened, slowly pulling his fingers out of your mouth, a line of spit connecting your lips to his fingers.

“On your knees, mesh’la. Like I said, you have a lot to make up for.”

🖤 Wolffe 🖤

The image you projected was absolutely filthy.

Your hands were pinned behind your back by his large hand, the other pressing between your shoulder blades keeping you down on the bed as he pounded into you from behind.

You were shamelessly moaning his name like a dirty Holofilm star, crying out for him to go harder, faster.

You stood at attention, casually glancing at him, noticing a bead of sweat forming at Wolffe’s temple.

You could sense he was trying his best not to leap over the holomap and ravage you in front of everyone.

You decided he had enough of the first fantasy, briefly closed your eyes, projecting another scene into his mind.

You were on your knees in front of him, your mouth open as he shoots ropes of cum all over your face, greedily lapping it up, kissing up and down his still-hard cock, begging for more.

Wolffe’s eyes flashed at you, his cybernetic eye and scar making him look more dangerous than usual, his eyes narrowing.

Got him.

You were enjoying watching him keep it together, a vein bulging at his forehead, his neck tense as he stood at attention, listening to Master Koon’s hologram.

You knew you were in for it after the meeting.

That was the entire point.

Wolffe was practically kicking down the door to your personal quarters after the meeting, pinning you to your bed, his mouth ravaging yours, moving down to suck and bite at your neck, hard.

He had your wrists held above your head with one hand, his grip like iron.

There was no escape.

“What was that?” He growled as he continued the assault on your neck, his hand tightening even more around your wrists that were wiggling to get free.

You whined as his hand that was digging into your waist moved under your robes, up toward your breasts.

“Answer me, mesh’la. Or you won’t get what you so obviously want.”

His gloved touch left a trail of fire on your skin, sending goosebumps across your body and a jolt of arousal straight to your pussy, your panties wet at the anticipation.

“You looked bored during the meeting.” You smirked at up at him, breathy pants leaving you as he touched you. “Thought you could use some entertainment.”

Wolffe’s gaze darkened at your teasing tone, the ghost of a smirk on his lips.

Without warning, he ripped open the front of your robes, yanking down your breast band.

You yelped as he attacked your breasts with this lips and teeth, leaving more marks for him to gently kiss over later when he was through with you.

“Do you want my cum, mesh’la? Is that what you want?” Wolffe grunted against your flushed skin as he switched to your other breast.

You gasped a yes, his teeth expertly nipping and tugging at your sensitive bud.

You writhed, your wrists still restrained above your head by his strong hand.

“I’ll fill your mouth to the brim, and you’ll swallow every drop, isn’t that right you filthy girl?”

You nodded, almost delirious just at his mouth on your nipples. He hadn’t even really started touching you yet.

“And then I’ll fill that pretty pussy of yours, but only if you behave. Will you behave for me?”

“Y-yes!” Your voice cracked, needing him to fuck you until you couldn’t remember your name.

“Yes…?” He stopped, his predatory gaze locking on you.

“Yes…Commander.”

“Good girl.”

Wolffe continued ravaging your breasts, your mewls filling the room.

“Please, I want your cock inside me, I want you to cum so deep inside me, Wolf-Commander. I’ll be good, I promise…”

Wolffe released your wrists, your hands finally free.

“You haven’t been good though, you knew that the second you invaded my mind with those visions.”

Wolffe sat up, and began removing his armor. You forgot it was even still on.

“I’ll make sure you’re properly punished for such distractions, and then I’ll decide when you’re ready for my cock.”

You shivered at his promise as he climbed over you, just in his blacks, the outline of his rigid cock straining against the fabric.

“I dunno, Commander. You seem to be all bark and no bite.” You teased, knowing you were getting yourself into even more trouble.

A dark chuckle reverberated in his chest, ripping your pants and panties down your legs, tossing them to the side.

Wolffe grasped your thighs, biting down into the soft flesh of your inner leg, earning a loud yelp from you as his tongue eased the first of many marks he will leave on your body.

“Be careful what you wish for, mesh’la.”

💙 Rex 💙

You had him sweating and fidgeting as Rex tried to keep a straight face in the briefing room.

Rex was attempting to listen to the mission report, but your vision in his mind was proving to be quite the distraction.

You were on his face, his hands grasping your thighs as he feasted on your pussy from below.

“Rex, oh kriff, more, please, I need your big cock, I want you to ruin me.”

Rex gave you a desperate look from across the room, slightly shaking his head.

You ignored his pleading glance, changing the vision.

Now, you were splayed out on his desk in his private Captain’s quarters, his cock driving deeper and deeper into you, your back arching as you rubbed your clit, cumming over and over again around him.

His desk was dripping with your juices, your breasts bouncing almost comically as you cried out his name, hamming up the vision to see Rex squirm.

Rex suddenly coughed, everyone in the room looking at him momentarily.

You rocked on your heels, hands behind your back, pretending to listen as the pre-mission brief continued, completely innocent.

Finally, the meeting ended.

You exited the room, Rex quickly walking past you.

“My office. Now.” He hissed quietly, before being called over by Anakin to discuss further plans.

When Rex opened the door to his office, you were sitting at his desk, waiting for him.

“You have a lot of explaining to do, General.” Rex strode up to you, placing his hands on his desk, leaning over toward you.

You loved it when he used his serious Captain voice on you.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Captain.”

“You know.” His voice dropped an octave, husky and gruff, just how you liked it.

“You’ll have to elaborate. I can’t read minds.”

Rex stood up straight, his expression unreadable. You continued to sit in his chair as he walked around the desk and over to you.

Rex leaned down again, placing his hands on the armrests of the chair, caging you in.

For a moment, you thought he was actually upset with you. You felt guilty, maybe you did take it too far in the meeting.

You opened your mouth to apologize, but Rex spoke first.

“I think you can, mesh’la. How else would you know those visions are what I think about doing to you every waking moment?”

His lips were hovering centimeters from yours, a quiet gasp leaving your lips, your body quivering at his statement.

Oh, he liked it.

His breath fanned over your face, feeling your panties dampen, his usual soft eyes glazed over with lust.

You leaned forward to close the small distance, wanting to taste him, but he pulled away, avoiding your kiss.

“Mmm, mesh’la. You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” Rex purred in your ear, his gloved hand snaking up your neck, tilting your head to the side.

He placed a hot kiss right below your ear, lazily licking your neck.

“Rex…” you sighed, grasping at his shoulder pads, his teeth grazing your skin, his lips pressing to the side of your jaw.

“You want something from me?” He removed himself from you, kneeling between your legs.

“I’m not sure if you deserve it. I could write you up for what you did back there.”

Rex hooked his fingers under your pants, pulling them down your legs. You lifted your ass, helping him remove your lower clothes.

“Yeah? What would the report say?” You shuddered as Rex began lavishing your bare thighs, teeth and tongue sucking and nibbling as he slowly made his way up to your aching apex.

You could feel Rex smirk against your skin.

“My General coercing me into questionable situations. Inappropriate use of Jedi abilities.”

Rex stopped right at your core, aching and throbbing for him. You could feel his breath on your pussy, desperate now for any friction.

You let out a frustrated whine as Rex kissed your inner thigh, ignoring where you needed him most.

“Rex…”

“Patience, mesh’la. You need a lesson in discipline, it seems.”

Rex brushed his nose against your clit, your hips instinctually bucking up toward him, your hands grasping at his buzzed hair.

You groaned impatiently as he gently kissed your labia, touching you everywhere but your clit.

“You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” He rumbled into your core, a finger now teasing your entrance.

You panted, knowing you asked for this, that you deserved this, but you could still protest to his teasing.

“Captain, please…” You begged, shifting your hips, hoping he would press his finger knuckle deep inside you.

Rex continued to just tease your entrance with his finger tip, slowly circling, not quite pressing all the way inside.

“Kriff, you’re so wet. Do you want me to fuck you on my desk? Do you want to cum over and over again on my cock?”

You nodded, heavy pants the only sound able to leave your lips as he finally pressed his finger inside.

“Use your words, is that what you want?”

Rex’s lips were brushing over your clit, the teasing almost too much.

“Y-yes! Please, Rex, I need you inside me!” Your words came out as a garbled cry as he suddenly sucked on your clit, adding a second finger to your pussy, stretching you so deliciously you thought you might cry, pleasure shooting up your spine.

And his cock wasn’t even inside you yet.

“You’ll get my cock, mesh’la, don’t worry. But first, I want you to cum just like this.” Rex added a third finger, his tongue and lips circling your clit, your vision white from the pleasure as you squirmed and writhed in his chair, totally at his mercy, your orgasm building quickly.

You came apart on his fingers, shaking and sobbing his name, pleasure coursing through you as Rex’s fingers and mouth worked you through your first orgasm.

“You’re so beautiful when you cum.” Rex’s pupils were blown with desire, licking his lips as he cleaned you up, his baritone voice was laden with desire, his control now gone.

You barely had time to come down from you high as Rex easily lifted you onto his desk, removing his codpiece in a flash, pulling down his blacks far enough for his flushed, dripping cock to spring free.

“And you’re going to cum again, and again, and again. Are you ready, mesh’la? This is what you asked for.”

Your answer was a cry of his name, his hands gripping your hips as he slammed into you, starting a devastating pace, fucking you exactly like you showed him in your vision.

Your last coherent thought before being so thoroughly fucked and blissed out by your Captain was that you should definitely tease him like this more often.

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awkward-tension-art · 11 days

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Clones as expectant fathers

I am an actual nero-cancer researcher. I have a job and a degree. And my ADHD brain saw sad military men and went “I want that one”

Clones: Rex, Wolffe, Fox, Cody and Fives

CW: pregnancy, the clones all have a ‘secret’ SO, They are expecting a baby, A little angsty with Fox, there's slight mentions of smut with Fives (if you squint), swearing, this is just supposed to be a good time, its not reader insert

Minors do not interact!

Rex

Terrified. Also overjoyed. But mostly terrified.

He’s a soldier. Captain of the 501st, the most….adventurous of the GAR. His chances of dying on the battlefield and leaving his SO behind are higher than the average clone

And now he may leave behind his child? His kid may grow up without a father

He gets nervous. Anxious and antsy, and it's very VERY easy for Anakin to figure out Rex isn’t entire OK

Rex doesn’t even need to tell Anakin.

Skywalker takes one look at him and just KNOWS.

“Congrats, Rex.” “...on what, sir?” “If it's a boy, name him after me.” “WHAT!?”

Ahsoka needs to be told and she’s more excited than Rex when she finds out.

“Come on Rex! Name them after me! The republic needs an Ahsoka jr!” “And if the baby is a boy?” “Don’t name them after skyguy, please!”

Most of the 501st don't know. Too many people knowing raises the chance of less accepting individuals knowing. And if that happens, Rex, his SO and his baby may be in danger.

It’s forbidden for the clones to have SO’s, not to mention babies. It could end with Rex being decommissioned or reconditioned if it was found out he had both

Rex will visit and help as much as he can every chance he gets. He feels terrible for leaving his SO for long stretches of time during the pregnancy.

He WANTS to be there…he just can’t. Not while the war was going on

Despite his terror, Rex is…overjoyed

He didn’t think children were possible for him. He knew it could happen, but he didn’t think HE would ever know this happiness

The first time he feels his baby move in his SO, he’d get this sweetest smile on his face. He’ll kiss the baby bump and just murmur words of love in mando’a

He falls head-over-heels in love all over again

As the due date approaches, Anakin asks an important question

“Captain, I need to know when your baby might be born.” “...why, sir?” “Because I need to know when to take extended leave.”

Anakin tells Padme, and she is beyond sweet. Even visits Rex’s SO and the two have a wonderful friendship

All in all, Rex is both excited and anxious. But having so much support from Anakin, Ahsoka and Padme (and his other brothers who find out much later) helps him a lot

Wolffe

More relaxed. And by relaxed I mean he hides his anxiety better. And it doesn’t exactly hit him as hard

Partly because Plo Koon and the entire Wolfpack knows about his relationship already.

So you bet your ass the pack celebrates when Wolffe tells them he's going to be a father

Plo Koon especially is excited

“How wonderful, new life being born during times of war” “I’m not naming my child after you, general Plo.” “Nonsense! The child will be a girl.”

During battle, Wolffe finds himself being protected by his brothers and General a tad more

At first he writes it off as a coincidence, but then Boost lets slip during a battle “You gotta get back to your little one!”

He gives his men a bit of a lecture. He’s not incapable of fighting or defending himself. He thinks the message gets across but Plo chimes in with, “Ah yes, the stern words of a father already!”

Wolffe would probably see his SO more frequently than Rex. Just because Plo would more than likely spend more time on Coruscant.

He’s definitely protective. As in, waking up in the middle of the night to check all the windows, protective. Keeping an arm around his SO, protective. Every symptom or sign of discomfort he calls a medical droid, protective.

He’s not stupid, he is well aware that by having an SO and a child on the way he's in violation of several rules. All of which, when broken, would have him decommissioned

But dammit, he's not letting that happen. Wolffe will be there for his SO and his baby, no matter what

Since he’s able to spend more time with his SO, he’s there to feel the first movements of his baby.

It sort of causes him to short-circuit for a second. It hits him that yes, this is a life that he and his SO both created. Out of love.

Wolffe makes a swear that he’s going to protect his baby at all costs

Grandpa Plo does as well, but the Wolfpack doesn’t know that

Fox (kinda angst)

First of all congratulations to the SO for actually managing to be Fox’s SO

They got to be something special for the head of Palpatine’s personal guard to break rules and regulations and find himself an SO

Speaking of Palpatine, congratulations to Fox! Your SO is now in even more danger!

No, seriously. Palpatine knows before Fox. No one knows how, but he knows.

And he absolutely will use Fox’s SO as leverage to keep him under control

And Fox knows this, so he behaves. More so than usual.

He’s not blind. Hes fiercely loyal to the republic, but one step out of line and the (very few) things he cares about will be killed

Which…is why Fox may come across as cold or uninterested when his SO informs him of their pregnancy

A part of him is terrified, he just won’t show it

He’s not going to be more affectionate or anything. He actually acts pretty normal. Which is standoffish.

Despite his…demeanor, he actually manages to be present for the entirety of the pregnancy. It helps being a Coruscant guard, which means he’s more present than all the other clones.

He’s not moving mountains or anything, but he’ll get snacks in the middle of the night in case of cravings

No one else knows about Fox and his SO. not even his own men. He refuses to tell anyone.

Its for his SO’s protection

But Palpatine, the sick fuck, slips some words to get Fox’s nerves into overdrive

“This war is taking such a toll. So many dead children…so many grief stricken parents” “Sir?” “Oh nothing. Just stating the fact that the loss of an innocent life, such as…a baby, is always a tragedy. Wouldn’t you agree, commander?”

He found himself walking home a bit faster that day and hugs his SO a little tighter that night

Fox cares, in his own way. He’s just beyond stressed and anxious. But you wouldn’t know. He hides it behind a mask.

It's actually Padme that finds out. And she feels somewhat bad for Fox. She thinks his anxiety comes from the fact that clones aren't allowed SO’s or children

Which, it is, but theres the added threat of fucking Palpatine.

She ends up getting him to tell her the truth and she swears to secrecy. Even offers to hire his SO as some sort of assistant, if only so Fox can be closer to his SO

Hear me out, he actually breaks down when he feels the baby move. He can’t fully handle it anymore and shuts down.

This is a baby. His baby. They're alive and already so loved.

Something in him clicks and he accepts Padme’s help.

His terror gets easier, ever so slightly. But he keeps his collected and calm front.

Cody

“General Kenobi-” “Ah! Commander Cody! Congratulations!”

goddamnit.exe

Cody is a tad more relaxed than Rex, but more tense than Wolffe

He knows Kenobi isn’t going to punish him or force him back to Kamino for decommissioning, he’s still a little on guard.

But, since Kenobi knows, Anakin does. So does Ahsoka. Which means Rex knows.

goddamnit2.exe

More people in the 501st know than in the 212th which gives him the biggest headache

Waxer knows though. Cody had to tell someone that wasn’t a sarcastic general

He does a good job hiding his worry though

Cody is able to spend about the same amount of time as Rex with his SO

He doesn’t feel as bad as Rex when it comes to the lack of presence he has during the pregnancy

It's war. It sucks and he’d prefer to be there for his SO, but he’d also prefer SO and child have freedom from the separatists

I will say, he is pretty attentive when he isn’t off in space.

Foot rubs, shoulders massages, helping with cravings

One thing Cody does is that he’ll wrap his arms under his SO’s baby bump and lift it slightly, giving his SO’s back some relief

He really loves to do this because his SO just melts

Hear me out, Cody gets giggly when he feels the baby move/kick the first time

His palm is on the bump and he feels that first little flutter against his hand

404 Commander Cody has his amygdala broken from joy. Reboot?

He’ll actually tell Kenobi about it because he’s so happy.

“That's wonderful Cody, but I still question one thing.” “What is it, sir?” “How you managed to get laid to begin with.”

Goddamnit3.exe

Fives

“Hey everyone! I’m gonna be a dad!”

Ecstatic is not a strong enough word

Also not subtle at all

There is a solid 3 hours until everyone in the 501st knows

He’s told Echo before the first hour. Rex knew within 2 hours.

Fives is BEYOND over the moon

He gets this small smile on his face that just doesn’t go away

Whenever he’s not with his SO, he definitely calls them every day. He wants updates on the little one

Also, seeing his SO with a baby bump? Unlocks something inside his brain.

Fives is incredibly horny when he’s with his SO. He’ll be rubbing their middle and getting a puppy dog look in his eye.

Only if his SO is in the mood of course! He’d never try and be forceful

He’s probably the clone that takes the distance the hardest. He debates taking a ship and making a run for Coruscant on more than one occasion.

In the end he settles to ask Anakin for extended leave.

Anakin is also extremely happy for Fives. Like with Rex, he makes a “name the baby after me” joke

Fives brings that up to his SO and nearly gets smacked. He also makes a “Fives jr.” joke and actually does get smacked.

When Fives feels the baby kick, he gets high on happiness. Actual mumbling incoherent words of love and affection in Mando’a

Lots and lots of “Ni kar'tayl gar darasuum”

He also gets very VERY affectionate with his SO

Kisses his SO’s face a lot. Even as a greeting, he’ll just start peppering their cheeks with pecks

Also probably the only one ballsy enough to ASK his general for extended leave

“Excuse me, general Skywalker? I’ll need to take leave at this date.” “Oh, yea sure. You know what? That seems like a good time for all the men to take a break. Thanks, Fives.”

He’s also probably the only one ballsy enough to actually take his new born baby onto a fucking battleship to introduce everyone.

“This is your uncle Rex. This is your uncle Echo and your uncle Tup. That's your auntie Ahsoka!” “Fives what the FUCK are you doing?!” “Introducing the family, captain.”

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