#codywan fic

[literallyjustanerd]

so a few days ago I saw this post, and the accompanying tags from @brrmian :

the idea of Cody being simultaneously so cool on the surface and constantly overanalysing every interaction stuck with me so much that I ended up spitting all my thoughts into existence

so

enjoy a brief look into Commander Cody's mind:

[onlykenobimatters]

Are there any fic where obi-wan discovers palpatine is Darth sidious and he tells the council but they don’t believe him? Like maybe it was through a vision or something and they know obi-wan doesn’t really like the chancellor. Obi-wan is flabbergasted that his fellow councilors do not believe him. They don’t even let him really explain!

He eventually runs into Anakin and in a desperate attempt to have someone believe him he tells his former padawan. And Anakin, who always jumps to the chancellor’s defense, is quick to anger. Shouting at obi-wan for saying something so insidious about his friend.

Obi-wan is distraught. He knows he’s right. The force is insistent and yet no one hears it screaming. He’s despondent and when his commander asks him what’s wrong obi-wan bitterly says “you wouldn’t believe me.”

Cody, ever loyal and secretly in love with his Jedi general, says “try me.”

(And if in the end obi-wan has to abscond with his commander and a few choice troopers in order to form a team to handle the Sith Lord themselves, well, he was only following the force.)

[phoneycam]

(((((The brainrot 4))

"Whenever your soulmate says your name, you sneeze."

I think this could be really wholesome.

Like, The first months of war go by in The Negociator without much else happening beside, you know, the war, and some really needed plot bonding moments between General Kenobi and his men, getting them to slowly soften their hearts to this brilliant, altruistic, posh little jedi.

Commander Cody, in a jump of good fate, decides to be the first to entrust his general his most valuable possession, his name. The General, too moved by it, isn't capable of doing anything else than smile sincerely and thank him with all his heart for it. If Cody's heart skips a couple of beats because of it, it's no one's business.

And life goes on like that, between battles and small moments, with the only difference being that from time to time, the commmander would have random sneezes that he had never suffered before. They would be spaced long enough one from the other to not be an urgent thing to think about, so he never mentions it, plus he finds them rather embarrassing.

Then one day they are all rounded in front of a hologram, planning and strategising when Obi-Wan, unconsciuslly and for the first time, calls his commander name and not his title.

And Cody Sneezes.

And you know what? The thing is that, clones aren't really accustomed to sneezing since their superior genetics make colds a really rare thing. So when Cody sneezes, it's impossible to ignore. One, because despite the unconscious need to silence it, it still makes a sound, small and breathy and two, is due to the fact that Cody sneezes with his whole body. His head ducks, his shoulders rise impossibly high and he needs to shake his head afterwards, like if he's trying to restart his system.

Instant silence all around. Everyone to startled to speak and the general looking at him in awe while Cody just wants to be ejected into space and get hitted by a starfighter. Obi-Wan's interior little shit comes to light and he decides that he needs to prove inmediatelly his mental theory, and with some badly hidden excitment for a claimed negociator, he repeats Cody's name.

And Cody sneezes again. And chaos bursts all around.

Obi-Wan being the bastard that he is repeating his commanders name non-stop with delight, The troopers shouting in excitment and "collecting evidence" for later and Cody just looking like those cats sneezing videos.

[justhere2procrastinate]

Somehow I will find a way to insert a chapter where Cody gets arrested by the Coruscant Guard and instead of going quietly he is like “bitch not only am I not a citizen but I’m not a sentient and therefore I don’t have to obey the law” and he gets out on a pure technicality

[lothcatthree]

Cody runs a careful thumb over Obi-Wan's core, pressing down just slightly so he can feel the panties, Manda save him, underneath the tights. Obi-Wan reacts like a live wire and a slow, predatory grin crosses over Cody's face when he realizes the spot he just touched and exactly what kind of anatomy lies beneath.

He can work with this. Cody flicks his gaze up to Obi-Wan, who's watching with slightly parted lips and flushed cheeks, his long fingers gripping the sheets. Cody sharpens his grin before he begins to mouth up the inside of Obi-Wan’s thigh, teasing the fabric in between his teeth.

“Cody,” Obi-Wan warns, twitching his hips.

“Hush,” Cody chides from his place on the inside of Obi-Wan’s knee.

Cody can practically feel Obi-Wan’s gaze burning into him as his hands drag up his legs and his fingers hook into the thin waistband of the tights. He gets a bright idea and hides his slight smirk against the rough material before he is leaning up, up, up and aligning his mouth with the waistband, toying the elastic between his teeth.

“Cody,” Obi-Wan warns again, breathier this time.

Cody only hums and looks up to make eye contact with Obi-Wan as he begins pulling the material down with his teeth. Obi-Wan is watching him with an intensity that only spurns Cody on further, his mouth already watering. He reaches the obstacle of Obi-Wan’s ass, who is quick to slightly raise his hips to allow for the netting to slide down to his thighs. 

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incredible art done by @holly-bearie for my fic I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck

[friendlyneighbourhoodelf]

post order 66 codywan on tatooine !! and they’re happy !! (there is the tiniest bit of angst. but mostly they’re happy. or getting somewhere close to it)

don’t ask me for the context of this because i do not know. i just wanted to write it <3

Obi-Wan’s voice floated past his shoulder, light as the sand but infinitely softer, “Oh, Cody.”

He wondered if he could have smiled, yet his face felt numb and somewhere beyond him, “Is it that bad?”

Obi-Wan’s answering laugh was wry, it sounded as if it hurt, and Cody’s already aching body cried out in sympathy. The feeling sat deep within his chest, the pain of his body for a moment fading in comparison to the mournful feeling that echoed in his heart. Obi-Wan was a different man now, in so many ways. Most of all, he was now perhaps more honest. He did not attempt to reshape himself, to hide behind a mask as blatantly as he had used to. Instead, Cody heard his pain now, knew that the cause of it was his own.  

“It’s bad, my dear.” He sighed, as if it pained him to admit as such, “I am sorry.”

Cody laughed, he hoped not cruelly, but rather in stark disbelief. “You’ve nothing to be sorry for.”

There was quiet for a moment as Obi-Wan began to wrap the wounds on his back in bandages, hands careful against the broken skin. Cody kept his body carefully still, did not allow himself to hiss in pain.

“I’m sorry I haven’t got any bacta.” Obi-Wan paused, perhaps hoping that Cody would accept the diversion. He was not, Cody supposed, a truly different man. When he remained silent, Obi-Wan continued, “I could have found you sooner, should have sensed you were alive.” In a way he had not before, he spoke with regret heavy upon his tongue.

“How?” It came out harsher than he’d intended, and at Obi-Wan’s quiet intake of breath his chest ached. “It’s just -- How could you have known? Force, I barely knew I was alive for five years.” Somewhere the emotion he’d felt fell away, leaving him with only a sense of cold numbness. Softly, he cursed, feeling sick deep in his stomach. “Force. Obi-Wan --”

“I know, darling.” Another moment of silence, “I’m sorry.”

Cody barely heard him, his mind made numb again by horror, “Five years.” If his voice had been louder, it might have wavered; yet as it was his words were barely audible, too quiet, even, to shake. He’d known logically, of course, just how long had been taken from him, but until this point it hadn’t truly hit him. Before this point, he had been running, fighting just to survive, but now at last he’d stopped. A choking sob fell from him, and he moved to cover his mouth, as if to stop the horror from escaping.

“Cody,” Then Obi-Wan was on his knees in front of him, a gentle hand fluttering past his face. “Darling, you’re here now. You escaped.”

He swallowed a gasping sob, leaning in desperately towards the touch. Obi-Wan caught his face in both hands, guiding their foreheads together.

“Breath, my darling.”

Another sob. It shattered as it left his body, a cracked noise as it escaped into the little space between them. On his third attempt, Cody managed a steady breath and Obi-Wan hummed contentedly.

“There you are.” He brought his hand a little lower to cradle Cody’s chin, smiling softly at him, then ran his thumb across Cody’s cheek. In response a little broken noise escaped his throat. He drew in another shuddering gasp. “You’re okay, darling.”

Cody nodded slowly, as if the action alone would give him time to believe Obi-Wan’s words. It wouldn’t be yet, he knew, but as he breathed in slowly, he wondered if eventually it might be.

He exhaled.

At some point he hadn’t noticed, his hands had found their way to Obi-Wan’s shoulders so that his fingers dug into the flesh in a way he was sure was painful. He swallowed the brief flutter of dread that again his body had moved without his mind. Then, remembering himself, he murmured a quiet apology and loosened his grip.

“You’ve nothing to apologise for.”

The hand not cradling his face shifted and in response Cody reached up and curled his own around it, entwining their fingers in a way that made him ache. Obi-Wan exhaled softly, and just for a moment Cody’s whole being seemed to freeze, to shudder, and then at last relax.

He curled his other hand around Obi-Wan’s neck, every movement gentle, slow. It was if he was watching two versions of himself split apart; the Cody of before who did not know his name, only cold plastoid beneath his hands, and the Cody now, who breathed in time with the pulse of another.

Obi-Wan looked up at him with a question in his eyes.

In answer Cody kissed him.

It was only a brief thing, a little, desperate touch. As if, after all this time, this was all they had ever dared to imagine they could have.

Now, though. Cody breathed in time with the rise and fall of Obi-Wan’s chest. He kissed him again.

It was soft and gentle and warm. It was the hum of a lamp set low for hours against a dark night, the steady warmth of the sun against the back of his neck, the slow curling of embers as they died and grew again. Somewhere between one breath and the next the Cody of after shifted more fully into focus.

Even when they moved apart, they remained close, sharing each shuddering breath. Stars, pulled into one another’s orbit.

For a moment there was only breath, gentle against his cheek.

Then, “I’ve missed you.” Cody swallowed; his throat ached with the motion. Then, he said what he had not been able to all those years ago, a familiar refrain at last given words. “I love you.”

“Oh, darling.” Obi-Wan moved as if to kiss him again, paused, their noses brushing. “I love you too.”

[meebles]

A snippet from my Codywan Bodyswap!AU that I’m working on:

Obi-Wan grunts, blinking as he comes to. His vision swims before it snaps to a sudden clarity. All at once, he realizes three things that are very, very wrong.

First, and most worryingly, he cannot feel the Force as he normally does. He’s not completely cut off, but only just.

Second, he’s certain he was in his quarters when he dozed off. Now he finds himself in a rarely-used storage room deep in the Negotiator’s sublevels, where the men keep their homebrew that Obi-Wan definitely doesn’t know about. He’s slumped against a wall, with the majority of Ghost Company peering down at him in various states of confusion.

Third, is that he’s certain his men just called him Cody.

“What… ?” he starts, staring down at his cuisse-clad thighs. Frowning, he moves to trace a finger across the stripe of gold paint running across the right, only to blink down at a hand that isn’t his own.

Ah, Sith hells.

“I think you should come to medical,” he hears Scabs say, and Obi-Wan agrees, but first they’ll have to go find—

“Oh, Force, Cody— ”

He ignores the odd looks the troopers give him, the reality of the situation suddenly gripping him like a vice. Cody, thrust into his body, but his mind untrained and unused to sensing the living Force that surrounds them—

“Scabs, I need you to get a sedative and meet me at— at the General’s room,” he states as he fully gathers himself upright, adjusting for his new center of gravity.

His CMO blinks at him. “What— the General? What are you— ?”

“I’ll meet you there and explain, just, please. A sedative,” he manages, already opening the doors. He looks back for a split-second to see Scabs nod in affirmative, before rushing out of the storage room.

Unfortunately, his own quarters are entirely on the other side of the venator. He runs past a few troopers, who startle at his haste, but he just calls back an all clear and doesn’t stop running, he needs to get to Cody—

After what feels like a tenday on a blessedly empty turbo-lift, Obi-Wan finally makes it to his quarters. He punches in the override and the door slides open, revealing the exact sight he feared— his own body, hunched over on the floor, clutching his head as he shakes—

“Cody,” Obi-Wan says, kneeling beside him, and Cody jolts, staring up at him with trembling eyes.

“Vod?” he asks in Obi-Wan’s voice, before his eyes widen impossibly further when they land on the scar at his temple, his own scar. “What is— augh!”

Obi-Wan curses under his breath, catching Cody as his eyes roll back, body slacking. He pulls him into his lap, resting his head as gently as he can against his armored thighs.

“Cody, my dear, it’s me, it’s Obi-Wan,” he says, holding Cody’s quavering form as still as he can. “Just focus on me, focus on my voice, just my voice, right here, with you.”

“Can’t— ” Cody spits out, head shaking. “It’s too much, I can’t— ”

“Shh, I know, I know. I’m so sorry, just try for me, please? Just try, it’s just me and you here together, no one else, just us… ”

Obi-Wan keeps muttering what’s probably nonsense, but he needs to give Cody some sort of anchor, something to focus on instead of the thousands of living souls he can suddenly sense aboard the ship, something present and definite in the entirety of the Force that he’s now privy to.

Cody groans, pressing himself further into Obi-Wan’s lap. “Please, make it stop, make it stop— ”

“Cody— what happened to the General?!”

Obi-Wan looks up and sees Scabs in the doorway, and bites back a sigh of relief. He’s about to explain when his medic is suddenly kneeling by his side, shaking his head.

“Fuck— that machine, it worked, didn’t it?” he says, opening his supply bag.

“Yes, it did.” Why the effects were so delayed, Obi-Wan has no idea, but right now it doesn’t matter. “And Cody— he’s not used to how my body senses the Force, it’s too much for him all at once.”

“I understand,” Scabs states, prepping the sedative. “Hold him steady, please. Bare his neck.”

Obi-Wan does as he’s told, chest clenching as he stares at Cody’s unseeing eyes. It’s a terrible solace when Scabs injects the needle and seconds later, they fall shut.

[alamogirl80]

Sneak Peek - Chapter 21

I actually don't know how many followers on here still follow me for my Codywan fic "And I'll Follow the Light in You" but hey look!

I'm actually writing!

Here's a snippet of Chapter 21 which is finished and hopefully will be up in the next day or so (we got a tropical storm/hurricane Beryl slapping our asses south of me so, dunno what the internet situation will be tomorrow)

Bail sighs, apparently satisfied. “I’ll make the arrangements. I know this is hard, Obi, but it’s what's best.”  “Not for everyone,” comes a voice from the shadows.   Obi-Wan has his saber out and in his hand, but does not light it yet as the razor edged Force signature hits him. Cool silvers mixed with deep blues and blood reds.

Commander Fox steps out of the shadows, confident as he strides forward despite Organa’s hand on a blaster and the spooked Jedi with his saber out. He pulls his helmet off and raises an eyebrow at both of them. Bail puts his gun away and wipes a hand over his face.  “I knew you had a detail on me at all times, Fox, but I didn’t know you’d deign to tail me yourself,” Bail says. “You’re the chancellor,” Fox says brusquely, as if that answers everything. Then he turns his gaze on Obi-Wan and Obi-Wan feels like a sniper’s crosshairs are trained on him. He folds the saber back into his robes, and tries not to take a step backwards. “You rabbiting off into the galaxy isn’t what’s best for everyone, Kenobi,” Fox states, tone rough as the dented duracrete around them. Obi-Wan blinks. “What do you mean Commander? It will protect your brothers—”

“It will kill Cody,” Fox cuts across him --

WHOOOHOO! WRITING!!

[kenobisrightboot]

a love letter to cody: some fic recs

for a character that probably has less than an hour of actual screen time, this squatter lives in my head rent-free every day. fanon has done for his character what lorge gukas should've in the first place, crafting a guy packed with so much narrative and emotional potential for the wider sw universe that i regularly tear my hair out over the topic. i'll climb on my soapbox about that later, though.

so have this: a list of some solid cody-centric fics, organized roughly < wordcount-wise. fics are either complete, update regularly, or i'm hoping a boost of attention will encourage the writers. i plan to do a separate post dedicated to cody ships. if you want to find me on ao3 and rifle through my raw bookmarks, dm me.

eat up.

"Su Cuy'gar, Vod" by Triscribe. ~7k words, part of a series, rated ga. the clones get thrown back in time, and cody finds himself on melidaan

"these dry lands" by qigiined. ~10k words, rated t+. au, cody is trying to keep his little commander alive. features non-human obi-wan and qui-gon. this author has a lot of great non-human au fics that feature tons of humorous whump and well-written disabled characters

"glory be" by never_going_home. ~15k words, rated ga. time-travel, but sideways and back - disabled characters and interesting force shenanigans. (send this author some encouragement! ^^)

"Gold Leader" by TheShinyLizard, wanderingjedihistorian (RangerJedi67). ~15k words. cody's quest to find obiwan, post order 66

"The Force of My Love" by Quarra. ~20k words, rated m. eldritch clones, need i say more. crack treated seriously

"little warrior (be careful who you trust)" by TheGodWith5Yen. ~25k words, rated t+. desert husbands healing from trauma together

"keep" by TallNegotiations (dionova). ~30k words, rated t+. angry, angry cody. whump. what makes a human?

"Spring Thaw" by handdrawnisopach, SniperAnon (The_Big_Reveal). ~40k words, rated t+. obiwan is a recovering sleeper agent, and cody and alpha-17 take care of him

[honeyed-pines]

“Then how about we chalk it up to a tipsy night between friends? We got lost in the moment,” Obi-Wan answers simply and reaches up to cup Cody’s cheek, tracing the pad of his thumb over the very end of the long scar on his temple. “Kiss me, Cody. I won’t tell.”

New chapter update!!

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[floffytofu]

Purge Trooper Cody, angrily pressed Obi-Wan against a wall

Purge Trooper Cody : Go kriff yourself.

Obi-Wan, smugly : Sure, but only if you watch

***

Reader and Kanan watching from the distance

Kanan : You sure he doesn't need our help?

Reader : Nah, he's fine.

Reader, angrily comming Ahsoka : Kriffing hell, I'm outta here. they're doing it again.

[onlykenobimatters]

Codywan crack fic where they’re getting freaky deaky except maybe the ship is attacked or something but they get jostled and Cody hits his head hard enough that he cracks his chip and it’s caught on a scan when they get around to getting to a medic. They start to visibly sweat when asked what they were doing when the chip was broken—

[phoneycam]

(brainrot 5(?))))

Soulmates experience the same nervous or involuntary tics at the same time.

It all starts as an innocent inside joke from the 212 troopers. How their high officer where the best and one of the key proves of it was how in tune they are with eachother. That thought slowly evolved with every interaction they were able to witness until it turned into a kind of game, trying to understand just how deep the synchrony went. Space bingo if you will.

1.

Ever since he decided to have a beard, he touches it. at first it was because of the new sensation, later to show it of as one should do, then to display knowledge in hopes to seem more wise and finally evolving in his "in deep thoughts" pose.

It was on the early battles when it first happened. The clones weren't comfortable enough yet to being openly without their buckets and so, the moment both officers moved to rest their chin on their hand, Cody hit his helmet causing him to make an aborted movement pretending that he was trying to adjust it when the general turns to look at him. There is a pregnant pause around the holotable before Obi-Wan turns back to the holotable and the commander has to survive the rest of the meeting with the constant snickers from his brothers inside his helmet.

2.

In times of high stress situations he tends to scratch the back of his head, particularly the place where his padawan braid was, an unconscious tick he picked first from his time in Melidaan. He got to overcome it over the years when he came back to the temple, only to pick it back up after Qui-Gon died and he became a knight.

The first time the troopers note it is in Christophsis. Anakin is being he's usual reckless self causing Obi-Wan the go grey early with his invisible ship against a hole separatist fleet, and he doesn't even realize he's hand moving up to pass it over the back of his head, nor that his commander repeated the exact same movement at the exact same time, too distracted with the fight in sight. The other troopers on the bridge however? they did notice.

3.

This one happened before they where about to land in a highly unknown planet with an astonishing lake of information. They were walking into a trap, not that they knew at the time that.. or well.. not until both General and Commander deepened their frowns and mumbled quietly "I have a bad feeling about this". This time they did notice it tho and turned to look at eachother with a surprised look while the soldiers around them are gapping with a collective thought of "Oh kark we are so doomed" and "lmao check another one for the team."

4.

A defect of using a helmet for so long, is that you start forgetting how to keep a straight face and our dear commander, starts slipping his controlled mask especially when faced with stupid decisions. This is one of the main reasons him and Anakin do not get allong well. Because one of the first times they were all reunited strategizing their next move, Anakin decided to offer his brilliant idea and almost cried when faced with the pure power of the combined disgust Obi and Cody were inadvertently showing.

Ahsoka and Rex thought it was hilarious, Obi-Wan had to apologies multiple times before his formed padawan stopped sulking and demanding Obi-Wan to spend less time with his commander and the rest of the troopers just checked another mark.

5.

Kamino has never and will never be an easy place to live in. The facility was a nightmare and no one knew this better than the clones themselfs, between the kaminioan, the trainers and the Alpha batch, life was a challenge and any little quirk can be a dead sentence if you're not careful enough. Cody knows this and learns to deal with it.

It's in the middle of a peace negotiation with the local authority when they noticed it.

It was a small group for this mission, just Cody, Obi-Wan, Boil and Waxer accompanying a Coruscant team of negotiators. The prime minister of the planet was being unpleasant during the whole meeting, with nasty comments, senseless demands and baseless accusations towards eveyone. All bark, no bite.

The jedi was leading the negotiations putting him in front of everyone with the commander by his side; Waxer and Boil standing just behind them notice a pattern pretty quickly. Everytime the minister said something bad about the jedi or the clones, both of their officers would each start drumbeating their fingers with their thumb. A small thing that no one else could notice because their hands were behind their backs, but remarkable enough for the troopers witnessing it as a checkable tic.

6.

Dex notice the next one.

Obi-Wan likes to take every clone he can to visit Dex's reastaurant at least once, but the most regular companion is always the cammander. Not that it bothers him, in fact, he is rather fond of the good commander, but he can't help but notice how everytime the principal door opens a little bit harder than needed, they both will tense up and inmediatelly look at eachother.

And yeah idk, i just think it's neat as an idea. I can imagine a lot more of little scenes like these. Maybe some time latter both realize, maybe they know, maybe they will purposely start doing some to just mess with the troops, maybe it would save the galaxy somehow... just saying..

[barbarakaterina]

CodyWan Wekk Day 7: Modern AU - Academia

Cody loved all aspects of Pride.

Most of his queer brothers tended to show up mostly for the parties, and obviously they all went to the Parade, but he always tried to take in as many of the lectures and panel discussions as possible, too. Not that he objected to a good party, but the educational program tended to be so <i>interesting</i>.

This one was shaping up to be especially so, though in a rather different way than Cody was used to. 

It was a lecture by some big shot academic especially invited for this purpose from London, about LGBTQIA+ in different religious traditions across time. Religion wasn’t normally Cody’s area of interest, but he’d decided to come and listen to this, given how prestigious the guest was.

He was already feeling grateful he had, because even if nothing else came of it, the guy was hot.

He seemed to be in his mid thirties or so, so older than Cody but not so much that it would be a problem, and he had long red hair tied in a bun and beard that made Cody wish he could feel it absolutely everywhere. He was very glad now that he’d picked the first row and would have a completely unobstructed view. Even if the lecture was completely boring, he’d leave happy.

And then the guy started speaking.

“Good afternoon, everyone,” he said in a perfect honeyed voice that had Cody melting. “My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi, and I want to thank you for your attendance and the warm welcome,” he nodded to the host. “This is my first time in Prague, actually, but it will definitely not be the last. Now, to start, I should clarify that I will not focus on modern Christianity much. Frankly, there is enough information about that out there, and there are better qualified people to speak on it. So if you came here for Christianity, sorry to say, you would be better served by some other events. Now, let’s get to it…”

Cody was falling in love.

The feeling only intensified as the lecture went on, discussing different examples from across history and showing what the different approaches had in common and how they differed, dazzling Cody with the simple array of options that existed in approaches to gender and sexuality.

When it came to questions, his hand was one of the first ones up.

“Hello, my name is Cody, and my question is, do you believe we can take inspiration from any of these approaches?” He asked Kenobi when his turn came.

Kenobi looked at him, and then his eyes seemed to sort of snag. “Thank you for the lovely question,” he said slowly, still keeping his eyes on Cody, “but sadly, I’m afraid that it would be rather complicated. All of these approaches I described were rooted in wider cultural ideas and social structure that I didn’t get time to get into here, so that without them, they wouldn’t work.”

Cody frowned, not sure exactly what to imagine with such a brief description. “Could you give an example…?”

“I can try a brief one, but if you are interested in this in detail, I can also recommend some books - come speak to me after the lecture.”

Well, that was just the perfect invitation, so of course Cody did. He wasn’t sure he would be actually reading those books, but a chance to speak to Kenobi one on one was too good to pass up on.

He did, indeed, get a list of books, and then Kenobi said: “Actually, I will be starting a new job here in Prague in the autumn, at the Faculty of Arts, so you could always come to some of my lectures that will be dealing with that, too.”

Oh. Oh.

“That is an absolutely irresistible invitation,” Cody said, leaning just a bit closer and carefully observing Kenobi’s reaction.

His eyes went to Cody’s lips. <i>Score.</i>

“...but if I may, I would extend an invitation for something a little bit sooner, and perhaps a little bit more personal…?”

“Why, Cody,” Kenobi replied, “this is what I would call irresistible.”

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It's Pride this week in Prague and I wanted to honour it somehow. It's nicely symbolic to have CodyWan week at the same time, though it also means I have less time for writing because of all the Pride events. Anyway, today is Parade Day, so have an academic Pride fic that was very vaguely inspired by the lecture about same-sex marriage in Catholic theology I attended yesterday. Happy Pride to any Czechs reading this!

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[foxssleeplessness]

you see me frown while we watch the clone wars because obi-wan didn't call cody "my dear"