#commander frost

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Few reaction pictures for y'all. Feel free to use~

Confusion

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May the 4th feels like a good a day as any to release them!

[maedhrus]

it strikes me once again in episode 10 when crozier says that he "knows little's nature" and that he would be there with men and guns at day's end, he's absolutely right. he does know edward's nature. it's almost exactly what little said to rally the men, "we have hickey's camp outnumbered and outgunned." edward is ready to march all the men he can gather to rescue crozier, just as francis thought he would. what crozier doesn't know is le vesconte's nature. he doesn't know the nature of the men. he isn't aware that edward himself is being mutinied against because he's once again unable to see the similarities between himself and his second. because, just like in terror camp, he's placed expectations on edward without realising that the context in which edward is operating has very drastically changed. he's thinking of edward's loyalty but not edward's own duty to the men (a duty crozier shares!) and that edward's orders don't exist in a vacuum. it's just the debate about arming the men played out again but with debatably worse consequences

[itsybitsybatsyspider]

anyone wanna hear about my Martian Au?

[frostbitebakery]

I GOT THIS (jeez don’t look at me like that I really got this)

Day Night 1

“God, that’s disgusting,” Wolffe, as Obi-Wan has learned - not that anyone has introduced themselves yet -, says and flicks off sticky, charred Sithspawn flesh from his shirt. “I’m gonna use all your hot water, Codes.”

“Just come over here and help me.”

Cody, as Obi-Wan has learned about him in the last ten seconds, is a very considerate gentleman, carefully bracing Obi-Wan and checking him over not unlike his CMO back on the Negotiator.

Wolffe crouches down in front of him, shining a light into his eyes. “Hey, buddy,” he says, a bit distracted. “You don’t look so hot. And creepy,” he adds under his breath.

Obi-Wan’s forearm detaches itself from his elbow without his say so.

“Ugh,” Wolffe grimaces. “So disgusting.”

“I am sorry to inconvenience your sensibilities,” he manages to say. It takes everything out of him and he’d like to sleep for a couple of days but Cody’s chuckle is lifting his spirits either way.

Wolffe’s fingers are gentler than his demeanor as they poke him. “Don’t talk, Rob Zombie, your skin is peeling off.”

Hm, interesting. From a scientific perspective this is all highly entertaining.

“His pupils don’t dilate or expand at all,” Wolffe mutters. “How are you feeling?”

“Dead,” he croaks out.

“You look it, too,” Cody comments drily. Generally Obi-Wan appreciates honesty…

Wolffe prods some more at Obi-Wan’s apparently falling apart face. “Huh. The skin is fusing itself together again.”

“You can heal?”

I’m only newly not dead, he wants to say around his tongue that feels twice the size it should be. He shrugs and remembers his dislocated shoulder.

“I wonder,” Wolffe starts and rummages at Obi-Wan’s side.

It all strangely doesn’t hurt. His body is there, so is his awareness of it. Hurt, nerves, any kind of receptors to what should be incredible pain is absent.

“Ha, good as new. Don’t lose it again, buddy.”

Obi-Wan stares at his re-attached arm. He moves his fingers.

“Rude,” Wolffe says blandly to his experimental gesture while Cody fails to stifle his laughter. He sits back on his haunches, critical look taking in Obi-Wan before he turns to Cody. “I volunteer your apartment for a more thorough assessment.”

Cody heaves a sigh, shifts behind Obi-Wan. “Hospital is out of the picture, I guess.”

“You want to explain all that to the police?”

“No. No, you’re right.” Kind brown eyes fill Obi-Wan’s vision and perhaps, because he’s clearly out of practice, Obi-Wan forgets to breathe. “Hey, there, do you want to try to stand up?”

“Or he can carry you,” Wolffe suggests, sharp look narrowing in on him. ��He’s extremely gullible when you invoke his hero complex.”

Obi-Wan narrows his eyes right back, feeling a smidgen of satisfaction as Wolffe jerks back. Instead of trying to speak, he twirls his fingers in an upward motion, and with their help he’s back on his feet.

He has no concept how long he’s been dead, where he is, why he is alive or here in this place.

“May,” he gets out after a few tries, slowly shuffling forwards between them, “I bother you for a cup of tea?”

[elwenyere]

Between Two Lungs (Codywan, 3.1k words)

Rating: Teen

Tags: Stranded, Character Injuries, Smoking, Shotgunning, Sexual Tension, Soft Finish

Summary: Cody and Obi-Wan share a cigarette.

Author’s Note: This fic was born out of conversations with the wonderful @frostbitebakery​, who generously collaborated with the absolutely stunning cover art. Thank you, dear friend, for inspiring a story I never would have written otherwise and for bringing it to life in a way I could never have imagined. And thank you to everyone who takes the time to read and gaze!!! I very much hope you enjoy. <3<3<3

CW: Detailed descriptions of smoking, discussion of grief

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“You should take them,” Cody said – because one of them had to broach the subject, and Cody found it best in these situations to get his general on the back foot – to press his advantage before Obi-Wan could dig in too hard.

There could be no doubt what Cody meant. They'd both been staring at the ration bars almost since the moment they’d gotten the emergency shelter set up. The four silver wrappers – their seams ironed flat from being pressed into the containers on Cody’s belt – were arranged on the ground between them like grim hash marks: the material sign of how little had survived their crash landing on Hadron III, at least a day and a whole hyperspace lane off course from any place the 212th might conceivably think to look for them.

They’d had mere seconds to fire off a distress call after shaking the tri-fighters that had taken out their hyperdrive and starboard engines. And neither of them had needed working biosensors to know they could hardly have picked a worse place to get stranded. Hadron III had been one of the cautionary case studies in Cody’s planetary politics module: nearly all of its ecosystems had been wiped out by biological weapons during the previous decade’s extinction-level civil war. And while a combination of the steri-pen in Cody’s belt and some Force-powered superheating would probably ensure enough drinkable water to avoid fatal dehydration, any attempt at ingesting local flora or fauna would have to be treated as a last resort.

So they were back to the ration bars. The ration bars, the small pile of remaining bacta patches, and the sleek gray data stick that contained all the intel they’d been sent to retrieve a week ago: intel that would now die with them – along with the civilian population of Morag it was meant to save – if no one was around to put it in GAR hands.

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[mahoganyrust]

Updated Com info <3

Love doing oc/fanart commissions. Anythaanggggg.

[gazumirei]

I got lazy and made xr do the jack frost pose for silly

[dickarchivist]

404th Roadtrip q&a 2024

Hello Friends!

In light of my very very stressful week this week, would you play a game with me to help keep me grounded?

Anon is on!

Send headcanons/assumptions/or questions you have about/for The 404th (Grave Squad, The Cold Command, or the Jedi!) And I'll answer them, maybe even in character!

This impromptu event will be tagged "404th roadtrip q&a 2024" and will go until August 1st!

Taglist:

@anxiouspineapple99 @wolffegirlsunite @wizardofrozz @eclec-tech @dystopicjumpsuit @clonethirstingisreal @wings-and-beskar @multi-fan-dom-madness @starrylothcat @n0vqni @sev-on-kamino @mythical-illustrator @523rdrebel @littlemissmanga @atomickidsoul @moonwreckd

[john-bracket]

[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

Where are they, Jennifer? Where are my boys? :(

[ribbonjc]

Betrayus,Carter, and Frost wish you a happy and chaotic holidays with your loved ones!

[ntaras]

yeah i think frost views kuai liang kind of like her mom. what about it

[lpz-thegalaxystar]

I was Using gacha life 2 since it come out for android (like a few days ago ) so , I made so ocs and other characters , also Betrayus fanart

I think my favorite is Betrayus, god I don't know how I managed to get it right in that game.

[elwenyere]

I'm putting in a request for Codywan and hand kisses (: Congrats on 500 followers!!

A Figurative Sense (Codywan, 1.2k)

Rating: G

Tags: Mysteries of Space, Sensory Deprivation, Force Sense, Mutual Pining, Ambiguous/Open Ending

Summary: Cody and Obi-Wan learn how to share what they feel - figuratively speaking.

Author’s Note: This is the second ficlet for my follower celebration on Tumblr, in response to the wonderful Codywan prompts provided by @insertmeaningfulusername and @frostbitebakery: "hand kisses" and "blackout," respectively. Thank you so much to Steph and Frost for the incredible inspiration (in the prompts and in your gorgeous stories). And thank you to everyone who takes the time to read!!! I really hope you enjoy.

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It took four standard days before Cody could sense the color of the sun.

Of course, he would never be sure, afterward, whether what he’d sensed had actually been the burnt vermillion of Horuset or whether it had been some kind of hallucination, brought on by the power of suggestion and the constraints of their situation. The problem had started midway through a scouting expedition: he and Obi-Wan had gotten pushed off course while trying to avoid Separatist cruisers and had drifted into the edges of the Stygian Caldera. Hours later they’d run suddenly into a patch of dense darkness that raised the hair on the back of Cody’s neck and made Obi-Wan swear viciously.

“Kill the lights,” he’d hissed in a low whisper. “And cut all the engines.” 

As Obi-Wan would explain later, he’d been acting on a hunch - one born of an old legend about an ancient being that was perceptible to most sentients only through its relative impermeability to light. It hunted, the stories claimed, by following steady sources of electromagnetic waves, and at least one space crew that had gotten trapped in its miasma was said to have survived by powering their ship down to nothing but essential life support and waiting for the darkness to pass. It had been on the strength of that story that Obi-Wan chose the measure that saved their lives. 

At the time, however, Obi-Wan hadn’t dared risk any more of an explanation than he could communicate to Cody through the careful tap of their field code against Cody’s hand.

��Threat level high. Full stealth protocols. Maintain close contact.”

Cody had tapped back an affirmative, not yet realizing how thoroughly his world was about to narrow to those small planes of contact, the anchor points the two of them made between their fingertips and palms. 

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[fanficstartrekouat]

Snow-White logs

Scene captain's ready room

Snow White: I'm captain Snow-White Nolan Blanchard Charming Mills of the USS Fairytale and am reporting that my crew and I found a new quadrant or sector that has been uncharted. May I name it the Zeta sector?

Starfleet command: A new quadrant, that is an admirable discovery. You are Captain of the Fairytale and have the authority to name the newly discovered sector. I hereby decree that this sector shall be known as the Zeta Sector.

Snow White: this sector seems to be home of dangerous races. Our first encounter was with a planet that had lizard-like people sort of like the Goarn but they referred to themselves as Frost demons and claimed that they rule the entire universe under the command of some guy named Chill.

Starfleet command: This sounds dangerous, how did the encounter with the "Frost Demons" unfold?

Snow: ( in a depressing tone): Not very well. I've lost many good crewmen against them. We needed fuel. We detected a planet, that we thought could be friendly or we assumed so but we were ambushed by the Frost demons. They seemed to only want to fight and control us. our options were to retreat but they followed however it seems that they can breathe in space.

Starfleet command: I am sorry to hear about your tragic losses. This is worrisome. A species that desires only to fight is one that needs to be handled carefully. It is possible that they might have been provoked? Are there any reports of their behavior towards other species that were peaceful?

Snow White: I don't believe so I've heard rumors that the Frost demons, sent soldiers or warriors to planets in order to kill the population and then sell the planet. I've also heard that they can use energy beams from their body.

Starfleet command: This is deeply concerning. This information needs to be presented to the Federation council immediately so that a proper response can be prepared. It is of utmost importance that you and your ship report back to the next Federation starbase. Have you had any other encounters with these beings? Any luck with acquiring fuel?

Snow White: as for fuel we are running on empty we can't make it Beck without assistance. No, we've barely managed to escape our first encounter my ship is heavily damaged and my crew is working around the cloak to try and fix it.

Star fleet command: It appears you are in a dire situation, it is very unlikely that you can escape another encounter with the Frost Demons in your current weakened state and it is also unlikely that you can repair the ship quickly enough to acquire fuel and avoid running out. Do you have any other options?

Snow White: you're a story teller? Well I don't know what to do if I knew of any other options I wouldn't be looking for assistance but thank you for your time. I'll be in the med bay.

End of act one

Act 2 scene Th USS Fairytale madbaby

Snow White: DR Belle how are our crew is Commander David Nolan Charming My husband a survivor? and what of my daughter ensign Emma Ruth Swan Nolan Blanchard Charming White Mills?

Belle: Captain am doing the best I can but I have too many patients and your husband and daughter are going to survive but it's going to take some time.

Snow White: Oh I know you are but it's harder when it's your family.

Belle: I understand captain Ill do my best to save everybody onboard I have my medical team working around the clock.

end of act 2

Act three scene the bridge of the USS Fairytale

Snow-white: Commander Cinderella hail Admiral Regina

Commander Cinderella: Understood.

Commander Cinderella is hailing Admiral Regina .

Please wait for a reply.

Captain Snow White explains her situation to Starfleet hoping that admiral Regina Mills ( her mom)could send some help and fuel.

The transmission is successful but it takes a while until there is a reply.

Admiral Regina Mills' face appears on the monitor.

Snow: Admiral Regina Mills please mom can you help me i am desperate.

Admiral Mills - My dear Snow White, I am sorry to hear that you are in a dire situation. What is it that you need assistance with?

Snow: Fixing the ship acquiring fuel and understanding this new violent race. and extra medical help for Dr. Belle.

Admiral Mills - I have ordered the USS Whitehorse, a medical and rescue vessel, to rendezvous with the Fairytale in 72 hours. I am sorry that it is not sooner as it is a lengthy journey. As for the new race, I will have our intelligence officers study the information you have provided and advise how to proceed.

I am in a meeting with the Federation Council now but I will do everything I can to help get you out of this situation.

Snow White: mother thank you. Oh one more thing our weapons don't seem to have any affect on these creatures they are capable of Mass destruction with just a finger and they can breathe in space.

AdmiralMills - It might be wise to hold onto your weapons and find out if they are open to a peaceful negotiation. In the meantime, the Federation Council and I will discuss how to proceed with caution and to avoid further escalation. I do not want to lose you and your crew.

Snow: they are not peaceful at all they seem to relish in mass destruction and seem to have no remorse for their actions.

AdmiralMills - I understand. We will discuss the matter further and take the necessary measures. I also recommend keeping your weapons ready as a deterrent. I know that you will be able to come up with a clever strategy, I have faith in your abilities as a captain and a leader. I believe in you, take care.

And with that she ends the transmission.

End of Act three and scene