#Codys mustache

[dontbelasagnax]

(he was not innocent)

this is what inspired it!

[raphaerolo]

[Roller skates not pictured]

Happy mustache cody hc

[journen]

The Gilded Reaper Ghost skin is so extra™️. Imagine standing next to him dressed like that… lol.

[nightmare-creatures-art]

And Mustache Cody as a sweet little treat. Yum

[deathdovesong]

It's Mustache Cody Day!!!

[punkitypunker]

2014 Royal Rumble commercial. Bonus blooper gifs :

[coline7373]

Voulez-vous? (Ah-ha)

Take it now or leave it (Ah-ha)

Now is all we get (Ah-ha)

Nothing promised, no regrets (Ah-ha)

Voulez-vous? (Ah-ha)

Ain't no big decision (Ah-ha)

You know what to do (Ah-ha)

La question c'est «Voulez-vous?»

Voulez-vous?

Now with accompagnying counterpiece of Rex.

[howdidthisevenhappenanyway]

another fic for the Just Write Create-Your-Own Bingo!

This fic was also written to celebrate the Mustache Cody server which is a wonderful space full of weirdos, so congratulations to a year of having built an awesome discord server @journen and @sunflowersinheaven, you're absolute legends <3

A NEAR CATASTROPHE by gladheonsleeps

rated T, 1,099 words, ship: Commander Cody/Obi Wan Kenobi

Summary: Cody has a run in with a fluffy menace that has him a little scraped up and very embarrassed. Thankfully there is a friendly acquaintance nearby to help—and enable.

[catboydogma]

ok ok tone switch from last prompt for recovery: humor. Cody desperately trying to keep some silly, possibly inappropriate thing that the troopers have done (or convinced him to do?) away/secret from obi-wan. possibly he is embarrassed. possibly it's inappropriate. either way Cody might murder someone to keep it quiet. Obi-Wan finds out (or already knew).

quotations and fluff

a heat rash in the shape of the show me state - los campesinos!

send prompts :)

notes: this is so late lol but i hope you enjoy and thank you for the prompt!

wc: 652

The first time The Shirt appeared under Cody’s purview was on Lt. Boil. He was made aware of it instantly—with its soft and thin material, light color, and bold text spanning the front stating the wearer to be a source of FREE MUSTACHE RIDES with a simple rendering of a mustache, he would have been hard pressed not to see it. Dress code was enforced strictly when troopers are on-duty and, in the private opinion of many, somewhat redundant. The troopers’ main source of clothing, after all, was from the GAR.

But Lt. Boil was off duty. And Cody had never been fond of suppressing his troopers’ freedoms, as few and as insignificant they were. Looking back on this incident, Cody often wished that he had crushed it then and there. All he had said was a simple, “Keep it off-duty. Don’t let the General see it.”

The Shirt became a stock item in the troopers’ off-duty lounge. Someone somewhere had recreated it, purchased or stolen copies of it, Cody didn’t even know at this point. The proliferation happened too rapidly to track. They were worn under armor, over or in place of flightsuits—the form-fitting material and thermoregulation thankfully didn’t allow for them to be worn under—and in one harrowing case outside of Ghost Company, painted on the front of an LAAT/i. That warranted a talking-to on the proper usage of GAR time and resources and a remedial course in civilian PR. No one else wanted to recreate their efforts after the round of extra drills Cody ran that particular squad through.

Lt. Boil was unbearably smug over the entire affair. Cody threatened him with latrine duty, overnight shifts, and Shiny training, but Lt. Boil remained a bastion of smarm. He began to sympathize when the General complained about Skywalker giving him gray hairs or taking years off his life. It seemed that troopers were leaving The Shirts in spare closets and shelves to don whenever they went off-duty or vice versa. They were traded like contraband. Cody confiscated and disposed of no less than thirty of the things in a single tenday. However fast he hid them from the General, the troopers spread it faster. Howl proclaimed it was good for ship morale. Cody proclaimed him a traitor and a turncoat. The next day half the medbay were wearing The Shirt between shifts.

After a handful of weeks of this, Cody felt sure that it would die down. Fads were common and short-lived among the troopers, after all, and while Lt. Boil was content to beat a dead bantha into the ground, most troopers had some measure of common sense.

“I do apologize for keeping you waiting, Commander, Lieutenants,” Gen. Kenobi said as he sailed into the war room. The stark light of the holo table turned the dark circles under his eyes into bruised craters. He was half-dressed and his hair mussed from sleep; they’d had to call a last-minute planning session to account for a change in ETA. This was as close to a sleep kit as Jedi got, Cody supposed: loose pants, upper tunic, no obi, and a cotton collar peeking out from where Gen. Kenobi was shouldering on his robe—

“Er, General,” Lt. Waxer said, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

On his other side, Lt. Gregor had stuffed half the knuckles of one of his fists in his mouth.

“General,” Lt. Waxer said again, and Cody felt a slow-rising wave of horror start to sweep over him. “Your shirt…”

Gen. Kenobi beamed. “Ah, yes. Lt. Boil was kind enough to replace the shirt I leant him after the last campaign after that terrible mudslide… I find it quite comfortable…”

Gen. Kenobi’s voice faded into white noise. Cody watched with horror as Gen. Kenobi dropped his robe (awful) and unwrapped his outer tunic (horrific) to reveal The Shirt: FREE MUSTACHE RIDES.

[dontbelasagnax]

Obi-Wan is steadily acquiring the ability to retain his composure when faced with Cody in slutty little outfits!

(I blame this all on the @mustachecody server. My enablers know who they are.)

💔 version with mustache-less Cody under the cut for those that refuse to accept mustache Cody's brilliance 💔

[phantom-of-the-keurig]

Does anyone know what happened to @Sunflowersinheaven ??? They had some of the best codywan art and were always so sweet 🥺

[aquaticflames]

um. considering my art is on a latte right now I think I'm being very normal about this @mustachecody

[stripeydani]

[yomawari]

In this AU, I 100% believe that Cody wears inappropriate clothes for winter -- even for coffee shop dates. A quick fill for the @codywanbingo (Pumpkin Spice) and @mustachecody (Winter Break) bingos.

I finally got a bingo!!

[donutcats]

my real true roman empire is the fact that pete and cody did not end up together at the end of tuc2

[foreverchangingfandomsao3]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi Additional Tags: Sick Character, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Teachers, Math teacher Cody, P.E. teacher Obi-wan, Mustache Cody, First Kiss, Sick CC-2224 | Cody, Covering lessons, Obi-Wan Kenobi is Caring, Gross kiss, I think it's gross anyway, Inspired by Fanart Series: Part 21 of Codywan First Kiss Bingo Summary:

Cody catches the cold/flu going around the school and Obi-Wan visits him after school.

My fill for "gross kiss" for Codywan First Kiss Bingo @codywanfirstkissbingo​

For @sunflowersinheaven​ who inspired this fic with her art!

Bingo card under the cut!