#happy cody day to those who celebrate

[cj-kenobi]

It's Cody day!!!

[dragon-subway]

THE SUN IS SMILING ON ME THE WORLD IS SMILING ON ME ON A DAY AS DRY AS A HOLLOWED OUT TREE AND A SADNESS PROLIFERATES IN ME - the world is smiling on me (Ferry feat. Anri) (listen to it)

happy cody day to all those who celebrate

inprnt

[giddyfatherchris]

I'm in love with you!!

pairing. felix x gn!reader

type. best friends to lovers

warnings. none except pure undiluted fluff

a/n. fricking loved writing this, it made me miss summer so muuuch, but i had the greatest time while listening to these songs on replay😋 highly suggest to have them playing in the background while reading! or just give them a listen cuz they’re amazing hehe hope you enjoy!! xx

song recommendations. calm - cody simpson, im in love with you - the 1975, island in the sun - weezer, heavenly state of mind - lewis capaldi, the view - skz

"I like the view right now!" you chanted as the salty wind ruffled your hair and caressed your skin.

Your eight friends started hooting in agreement, all understanding the reference to one of your favorite songs of theirs.

As a celebration of their highly successful last tour, you had all decided to book a trip to a private island off the coast of Australia. It took a boat ride to reach the secluded piece of land filled with villas and populated with a few staff members. It was a paradisiac hideaway for you all, so accustomed to being surrounded all the time.

You turned back with a gigantic smile. Felix, who was standing behind you, mirrored the expression on your face, a certain twinkle illuminating his gaze.

You jumped in his arms, startling him as he caught you rapidly. "And I love going to the beach!"

He spun you around, feet digging in the sand while you both screamed. The rest of the group looked at you with amused expressions. By now, they had become quite accustomed to your antics. You ended your frivolous spinning by plopping down on the sand, slightly out of breath. You stretched your arms as far as you could, relishing in the stunning warmth of the Australian sun, and turned to cuddle against Felix, his nose already nuzzling in your hair. "I'm so happy to be back home, Lix." "So am I," he answered with a soft smile, his eyes half-closed.

After a day well spent outside, swimming and exploring, you had collectively decided to set up a cozy little camp on the beach to enjoy the warm night under a sky full of stars.

"Are you done, you two? We need help setting up!" shouted Changbin.

"I'm coming, you whiny child!"

You faked irritation with rolled eyes, but ever since you walked off the plane, you couldn't stop your lips from tilting upwards. Your soul seemed to be shouting and dancing to the rhythm of your home. Nothing could you get you down from your little cloud of happiness, even a whiny Changbin. You got up to lend him a hand before he started throwing a tantrum, not noticing Felix's hand still subtly reaching for you.

The young Australian looked at the stunning view. You were right. Being home felt amazing. It was wonderful to have some vacations after being on tour, especially here with you.

You had been friends for as long as he could remember.

From meeting in kindergarten to facing high school's adventures to growing into two young adults. You never had any big fights, your friendship having prevailed over any argument and hardship. Even the distance hadn't been enough to pull you apart.

Felix remembers too well the fear he felt before telling you he wanted to become an idol all those years ago. He was so scared you would disapprove and hate him for wanting to go so far away. But your anger only came from the fact that he had never said a thing about it. He remembers fondly how you jumped on him, hugging him tight with tears lining your eyes. From that moment on, you had been his fiercest supporter. You cried buckets when he left for Korea but made him promise to keep in touch every day. So you video chatted whenever he could. You stayed up with him for entire nights, braving the time difference to give him pointers on choreo stuff or to cheer him up when he had a rough day.

Until you no longer had to do any of that.

Looking at you now, getting along so well with his brothers, made his heart tighten with emotion. At 23 years old, he had everything he ever wanted. Well, almost everything

Felix knew since he was 14 years old that he loved you. Part of him had hoped that once he was in Korea, his heart would finally stop beating only for you, but it never happened. He had dated a little, but no one had compared to you. With time, he became accustomed to the idea of never falling in love with anyone else.

It was a thought he accepted without so much difficulty. He couldn't help how his heart started speeding up whenever you were close to him. The reassuring feeling of having you by his side. The way your smile made him see stars. The way you cuddled into his side or held his hand, how your gaze lit up whenever you saw the sea, and how he was the one you reached for when you were sad, angry, or just disgustingly happy. He wanted to experience everything with you, every high and every low. He couldn't and didn't want to imagine himself doing life with anyone else. It would be this or nothing else, and he was comfortable with that.

After all these years, he had never found the courage to tell you. The fear of losing you paralyzed him. But as he looked at the joyful sea, breathed the fresh Australian air, and looked at you laughing and fighting fiercely against an uncooperative beach chair, he thought maybe this vacation was the time. The time to face his fears, as he did almost seven years ago to chase his dream, and see where it would lead him.

"Felix!" called Changbin, interrupting his train of thought. "Come and walk with us! We want to see how far the beach goes in that direction."

He lifted his head with a smile, looking at his friends waiting for him, bare feet in the sand.

"Hurry!" you waved. "We don't want to miss the sunset!"

It had been months since he had seen you so excited, so eager. He knew you loved coming with them on tour. But he also knew Australia would always own your heart.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming!"

He swatted the sand away from his shorts before walking to your little group.

You started walking on the beach, Felix close to you. Seungmin, I.N, Hyunjin, and Changbin ahead, busy taking pictures in front of the rose-colored sunset. Bang Chan and Lee Know were trying to start your little fire while Han prepared the perfect playlist. Suddenly, you recognized the familiar air of their song, 'The View'. You looked back to Han with a huge smile. He simply winked and gave you a thumbs-up before focusing on his phone once more.

The notes of the music danced around you, making the ambiance even more special. There was something in the air, a prickling, exciting feeling.

You swayed gently to the music as Felix snapped a few pictures. The two oldest near the fire, Han next to the speaker, the boys walking ahead, the sunset. He seemed to be on a mission to commit everything to memory.

You felt his focus shift and noticed he subtly tried taking pictures of you. You walked up to him with a soft smile.

"Are you taking pictures of me, sir?" "I might be," he smiled back, his dimples on display. "Well, I'm afraid you need permission for that…" you continued, taking a step closer.

Without giving him a second to interpret your movement, you stole his phone with a squeal of victory.

"Come back here!" He protested, but you ran as fast as you could to Changbin, giving him the phone. As you expected, he sprinted in the opposite direction while laughing like a dolphin.

"You think you're funny or something?" asked a slightly out of breath Felix as he reached you.

"In fact, I do."

You splashed him and ran off while giggling like a maniac. As hoped, your antics started a generalized water war. Felix kept running after you, deciding he needed to get vengeance while the other boys splashed each other. You laughed wildly and ran in the shallow waters, not daring to look back and give him a chance to reach you.

You had water up to your knees by the time you heard him whine, "Wait! Y/n! You're gonna get all wet."

You turned around with a taunting look in your eyes. "Felix Lee, has the idol lifestyle gotten to you?" You gave him a pitying look. "Have you forgotten all about your Australian roots? Are you scared of a little water?"

A little taunting was usually all it took for you to rile up your best friend, and tonight would be no different. His eyes scrunched with determination, "Oh, you just wait till I get my hands on you." He tried threatening you, but you didn't give him a chance as you dove into the clear water.

Without a second thought, he jumped in after you, fully clothed. He barely broke the surface when you jumped on him from behind and tried to push him back underwater. He managed to take ahold of your wrists, careful not to clamp too hard. You took a deep breath, ready to be ducked under, but he softly made you twirl in the water. You gave him a surprised look as he winked and let you go benevolently.

Complete elation seized you as the beautiful young man looked at you with that smile of his, hair slicked back from the water, a light illuminating his soft eyes.

"I love Australia! I love the beach! I love being in the water! I love this night!!!" you screamed as you threw your arms in the air.

The other boys looked in your direction with giant smiles, drenched in water. The ever-present professional idol aura in their demeanor was nowhere in sight. They shone with pure happiness. For once, they could be only themselves, away from cameras and personas. Your heart sang with happiness for them.

"I love being home!" screamed Chan. "I love Australian BBQ!" added Changbin. "I love vacations!" said I.N "I love to splash Grandpa Chan!" joked Seungmin. "I love sunsets!" screamed Hyunjin. "I love water wars!" laughed Han. "I love cats!" finished Lee Know.

All eyes turned to Felix, the only one who hadn't said anything yet. His soft gaze set on you, the intensity taking the breath away from your lungs. He rallied his breath and screamed. "I LOVE YOU!"

The boys all went silent. You stared at him in disbelief.

"I love you. I love you so much. I always have, and I always will. Since we were kids, no one has ever meant the same to me. I love being here with you. I love being anywhere around the world with you. I love seeing you smile. I love the way you're so passionate. I- I don't want anyone else." It occurred to Felix that this was maybe not the right way to do this, as he noticed the silence surrounding him, but he kept going. "I know this is probably so out of pocket for you. You probably don't believe this is real, but I assure you it is. Since I was 14, I've been thinking of the right way to say this to you. I never thought it would happen like this but it feels right. So right, to finally tell you while you're at the place you love most and where I can see you shine brighter than ever."

You stared at him before a smile tugged at your lips, and you suddenly screamed. "I LOVE YOU!" He stood there with his arms limp at his side. Your words shocked him, and his mouth opened before he asked, "You love me?"

The light of disbelief shining in his eyes made your heart tighten. "Of course, I love you Lix. Honestly, I'm not sure how you didn't notice it," you added with a sheepish smile.

He took a step towards you, "You love me?" "Yes." Another. "You're sure?" you nodded with a bright smile. He was right in front of you, his arms a millimeter from wrapping around your body. "You love, love me?"

"OF COURSE I LOVE LOVE YOU. ALWAYS HAVE AND ALWAYS WILL." You leaped in his arms, water splashing around.

"SHE LOVES HIM!" Screamed the seven other boys in unison.

You smiled as you put your lips on his, barely registering the ruckus of your friends running for the two of you, throwing water around to celebrate the long-awaited moment you two idiots would realize you had been pinning for each other for years.

[lbibliophile-sw]

Codywan Masterpost - 2022-2024

@codywanweek - day 8: 5th Anniversary

This year marks the fifth aniversary of Codywan Week, and the third year I've participated (2022 was my second Star Wars event!), so I decided to celebrate by creating a masterlist of all my Codywan works to date.

Works are ordered approximately from least to most angsty. They are mostly drabbles, and the Codywan relationship is usually left ambigiously platonic/romatic. All SFW.

Fluff and Shenanigans (occasional background angst)

Distraction (affectionate) (AO3) | drabble | Cody tries to reason with his General, who is distracted by other priorities.

See No Evil (AO3) | drabble poem | Cody and Obi-wan stare into each other’s eyes. All in the name of plausible deniability.

Tea Party (AO3) | script and comic | Obi-wan likes taking his tea in the communal rec room, likes when his troopers come past to say hello. But this might be taking it a bit too far...

Post-battle Ritual (AO3) | drabble | As a Jedi, your lightsaber is your life; so keep hold of it. ...Yes, you too.

Face to the Sun (AO3) | drabble | Armour Markings have meaning. Cody's isn't a sunburst.

Shared Custody (AO3) | drabble | Obi-wan keeps losing his lightsaber. Cody takes a different approach to preventative measures.

The Force Provides (AO3) | drabble | One proposal is gracefully declined, and another gleefully accepted.

Multitasking Meditation (AO3) | drabble | A Jedi practices many exercises which increase in complexity over the course of their training. Obi-wan has mastered this one, and so lost the benefit of the lesson it teaches.

Hurt/Comfort (with eventual happy ending)

Harmonic Motion (AO3) | drabble | As a Jedi, maintaining a long-term romantic relationship is hard. But with Cody, with the war over, he finds the right balance.

Sueing for Emotional Damages (AO3) | drabble | Cody might have his General back, but he's still upset that he was tricked into thinking he'd been killed in the first palce. And he knows just who to blame.

Taboo (AO3) | poem | A clone trooper's helmet is as much their face as the one they were created with; something deeply personal to those who have so little. But when Obi-wan tentatively asks to try on Cody's, he doesn't refuse him. His own feelings are no less taboo.

Just Another One of Those Faces (AO3) | drabble | Most plans involving a clone going undercover are doomed to failure… unless it takes place in the heart of the Republic. Obi-wan still worries.

There Were Two in the Bed, and the Little One Said... (AO3) | drabble | Nightmares are never fun, but company makes the aftermath easier.

Silence is Golden | poem | Cody loves his General, but he'll never tell.

Angst (aka. Order 66)

The Nightmare (AO3) | drabble | The Nightmare is unsettling in a visceral way, but after years of the nightly visions they are used to the feeling. And they always wake up. He just needs to wait until he wakes up...

Degrees of Trust (AO3) | drabble | Cody doesn't understand why his General's ‘I trust you’ suddenly stopped being a promise and instead became a pain-filled thing of guilt and grief.

Bonus (not specifically Codywan, but they provide significant inspiration...)

31 Days of Jedi Lies (AO3) | poem | "No, you are NOT fine."

[aliceparrilla18]

The promise of a new day

My fill for @codywanweek's Day 1. No/Different Order 66.

Posted also on ao3!

Happy CodyWan Week everyone! <3

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Cody grabbed Obi-Wan's wrist as he ran and pulled him behind the gunship.

“Cody! What are you…” Obi-Wan began to say, disoriented from being pulled from the fight, but Cody didn't give him a chance to finish.

“Let’s call it off,” he said.

Obi-Wan frowned, even more confused now.

“What?”

“We can still call it off. It's not too late to back out yet.”

Obi-Wan deactivated his lightsaber and sighed. They could hear the war cries of the troopers from behind the gunship.

“Cody, we all agreed to this plan,” Obi-Wan reminded. “It’s our only chance to end this war. We talked about it.”

“I know, but talking about it and doing it are two completely different things.” Cody put away his blaster, stepped closer to Obi-Wan and took his hands in his. “I don’t like this, Obi-Wan. Please, let's call it off. There has to be another way.” His voice broke miserably, audible even through the vocoder in his helmet, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment.

Obi-Wan's gaze softened.

“Oh, my dear, I'm afraid at this point, it's the only way. We're already in too deep. I know you're scared, I am too. But we're ready. We've discussed this scenario a hundred times, right?”

“Yes, but…”

“It's a good plan. Everything is prepared. Everyone knows exactly what to do.”

“There are still so many things that can go wrong, too many things. We can't control everything, no matter how prepared we are.” It didn't matter whether they liked it or not, it was the truth. They had both been fighting this war long enough to know that. “What if the bolt actually hits you or Boga? What if you fall just for us to catch you dead?”

“That won't happen. You chose your best and most trusted man to shoot, didn't you? You told me you trusted him with your life.”

“Because I do! But I still think it's too risky.” Cody's voice as he spoke the next words sounded the same as Cody felt - desperate for his Jedi to see things from his perspective and change his mind. “Obi-Wan, please.”

Cody knew the plan, and he knew that what they were about to do was necessary. He knew that in order for the Chancellor Palpatine, or - as it turned out - Darth Sidious, not to learn that they had figured out his plans, and to believe that the clones had successfully executed Order Sixty-Six, everything had to look believable, down to the last detail. Kenobi needed to go down, publicly, and then hide until they could move on to the next phase of the plan. Simple as that. A show.

Cody just didn't understand why it had to be his Jedi who had to play a key role in this show. He hadn't liked the idea from the start, and now that it was all in motion, he just couldn’t stop imagining everything going wrong - instead of celebrating a victory, suffering the biggest loss they had ever suffered.

And Obi-Wan was right – he was scared. There was so much at stake. The fate of the galaxy. The lives of Cody's brothers. Cody and Obi-Wan's future, one that if everything worked out, then maybe, just maybe, they could share together.

Obi-Wan looked at him in silence for a moment, with such intensity in his eyes that he seemed to want to see into Cody's soul. Maybe he did. Cody could only stare back, speechless, afraid that if he spoke again, his voice would break completely.

Then Obi-Wan put both hands on Cody's helmet and lifted it off his head, and Cody let him. He was only a little embarrassed by the tears that Obi-Wan could now see rolling down his cheeks.

“Cody, my love…” Obi-Wan said softly. He tucked Cody's helmet under his arm and reached up with his free hand to put it on the commander's cheek. They both leaned forward so that their foreheads touched in a keldabe kiss, and that's when a sob escaped from deep in Cody's chest.

“Just promise you’ll come back to me,” Cody whispered so quietly he wasn't sure Obi-Wan would hear him. But he did. For those few seconds the world around them went silent, the sounds of fighting gone. For those few seconds it was just them.

“I’ll come back. I promise,” Obi-Wan whispered just as quietly. When Cody looked up, he saw that there were tears on Obi-Wan's face as well. Neither of them were the type to make promises they couldn't keep, but it was all they had now, and it would have to be enough.

Cody took a deep breath, inhaling Obi-Wan's scent, trying to remember it as best as he could, hoping it would give him strength. “May the Force be with you, cyare,” he said.

Obi-Wan smiled, stroking Cody's cheek with his thumb. They both closed their eyes.

“May the Force be with you, love. I’ll see you in a better world.”

Cody allowed himself to keep his eyes closed for a brief moment longer, and when he opened them again, he was alone. Something exploded somewhere in the distance. He looked down at the ground where his helmet was lying.

Declarations and big words had to wait, or remain unsaid forever.

All he had was the promise, the promise of a new day.

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“The Promise of a New Day” - Paula Abdul

Eagle's calling and he's calling your name.

Tides are turning bringing winds of change.

Why do I feel this way?

The promise of a new day.

The promise, the promise of a new day.

[fantasyismyonlyrealescape]

Happy Friday Night Smackdown day to those who celebrate!!

That promo from Cody and Roman last week was fireeee. I cannot wait to see Solo’s response to it.

[independent-variables]

Happy Cody Day to those who celebrate!!! I have a fic in the works, but for now have this snippet:

Dirty Hands

There hadn’t been any dirt on Kamino. There had been grime, and muck, and dust, and sand— blood always, always blood— but no dirt.

Kote dug his hands down deep into the bag of potting soil. He breathed in, and held it. 

The door chimed. He let his breath out slow. 

“Come in,” he called, not moving from his spot at the table, not removing his hands from the dirt.

The door hissed open, and Kote looked up just in time to see Davijaan’s grin wiped away by utter dismay. 

“Are you making a bigger mess?” he demanded, coming to an abrupt halt in the entryway. “After we agreed to come over and help clean your existing mess?” 

Rex unceremoniously shoved Davi forward and finished entering, the door sliding shut behind him. Davi squawked as he stumbled. Kote allowed one corner of his mouth to twitch up before smoothing his expression back to neutral. “Mess?” 

Davijaan gestured emphatically to the potting soil, the designated plant watering cup, and lastly the pots— some empty, some overflowing with staked morning glories— neatly laid out on his kitchen table. “Mess!” 

“What are you doing?” Rex asked, without judgment, stepping up to the table. 

And that was why Rex was his favorite. 

“I'm repotting,” he said, slowly bringing his hands out of the dirt and shaking off the clinging clumps. 

“Repotting?”

“Here.” 

He handed Rex a full pot, and while Davi grumbled his way through washing Kote’s firstmeal dishes and plundering his conservator, Kote showed Rex what M’Vin had shown him about loosening soil and untangling roots. 

[warrior-cats-rewritten]

cant wait to see how you handle bumble in your rewrite!! she was done so dirty

Spoiler Free Version

She has a much bigger role, and her flight from home is treated with more weight. She is also one of the first cats to ever try eating lizard, which will become a Shadowclan favorite! She is also the reason for a festival in Shadowclan down the line, one that celebrates bumblebees. She is gonna have a happy life.

Spoiler Version

She is Shadowclan's first EVER permanent Queen. She and Turtle Tail have another litter, one of the kittens being an ancestor of Brackenfoot, Yellowfang's father. Her name is Rowan Foot (a reference to him and his daughter Rowanberry as well as fitting the tree theme with Bumble and Turtle Tail's second litter) the other 2 are named Birch Claw and Ash Wing. Ash Wing's son, Puddle Whisker, leaves for Riverclan, becoming mates with the cat who will be Riverclan's second leader.

She is seen as a cat that helped found Shadowclan's devotion culture. Part of her healing was feeling safe in the dark, so she and Turtle Tail would take nightly walks, then hunting at night, then full on nocturnal cycles with their fellow Shadowclan cats who had been interested. Now, Shadowclan rotates between Night-Walking and Day-Walking. Every month some cats switch between nocturnal and diurnal schedules.

She was able to get her collar off with the help of River Ripple, who sharpened a shell to slowly saw through it. Nowadays her kittypet roots have been forgotten, most cats just know her as a molly who was in a terrible situation that was almost made much worse by Gray Wing until Turtle Tail and Tall Shadow stepped in. She is directly responsible for The Wind-Shadow-Thunder Split. Thunder Storm left after the dust cleared.

She passes peacefully in her sleep, and gives a life to Owlstar, her stepson, for Humility and Peace. She passed just a few days before Owl Eyes ascended leadership.

She gets one of those free passes to visit old kittypet friends in Starclan, the same thing cats like Pinestar, Firestar, and Cody have.

[not-really-a-writer]

Mothers Day Collection Part 2! (2023)

A followup to my most liked post and honestly the thing I enjoyed writing the most. In honor of Mothers' Day, I present more mom!reader and pregnant!reader stories for your enjoyment. These all take place in the same happy fix-it AU/modern AU where the war will end and the clones live normal lives.

Commander Cody x mom!reader

Captain Howzer x pregnant!mom!reader

Commander Mayday x pregnant!reader

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy test, pregnancy, references to past shitty relationship. Kissing. Nothing spicy. The last one could be interpreted as mega ANGST, but in this universe it's happy because Mayday lives and he definitely doesn't die.

Mothers' Day Bouquet

Commander Cody x mom!reader

"Alright, time to go sleepyhead. My kids will be here any minute," you say as you place a kiss on Cody's forehead.

The morning had been long and lazy, the quiet kind of morning that comes after a long night of going out and having fun. You and Cody had been holding each other, drifting in and out of sleep, just enjoying each others' presence.

You hadn't been together very long, but things were at the point where the two of you were getting more serious. And you were thinking of introducing Cody to your children. But not yet.

As much fun as it would be to bring him further into your own life, as a single mother, you also knew the danger of getting too close to someone too quickly. It was hard re-entering the dating world, this time as a mother, only to realize that the cycle of meeting-getting close to-and ultimately breaking up with someone would now affect your young son and daughter too, if you decided to make them aware of who you were dating. So introducing them to your new boyfriend would need to wait until you were certain he was going to stay. No-one stays forever, but you wanted to know he would be there... at least for a while.

"Alright, I'm headed out," Cody says, pulling on his clothes and moving toward your front door. "Enjoy Mothers' Day with your kids," he says, planting a final kiss on your lips before departing for the day. "I'll see you later," he adds.

Shortly afterward, your ex drives up and lets your son and daughter out in front of your house. There they are, your twins. The lights of your life.

You go through your activities planned for the day: a nice late morning brunch at a fancy venue nearby followed by a relaxing stroll through a nearby nature preserve. Though you didn't want to admit it, it was hard going through the day seeing couples together with their children. It was a life you thought you would have for yourself but life gave you an alternate experience. You were never meant to be one of those smiling women in holonet commercials, opening up boxes of chocolates or jewelry or receiving an armful of flowers on your special day. None of that was real, you had decided. Not for you.

Since splitting from your ex, and diving into the world of coparenting, you learned to make Mothers Day special on your own. You took it as an opportunity to show your children the importance of Mothers' Day, showed them how to honor the different mothers in their lives, including your own mother (their grandmother). And perhaps most importantly, you showed them how to celebrate you by taking yourself and them out somewhere nice for lunch so you could enjoy a nice meal without having to cook or clean up. Your ex never really celebrated you. Your birthday, your anniversary, or mothers' day. So, your children were not used to seeing you treated to such pampering. Though it was only through the act of gifting to yourself, you decided it was important for them to see that their mother deserved something special every once in a while. And they were happy to celebrate with you.

You manage to have a good day out with your twins. They were well-behaved as they understood the importance of the occasion. And you were grateful to have them. They were the only good thing that came of your last relationship. You drop them off in the evening with your ex as planned per your custody agreement and hug and kiss them good bye for the night. Then, you head back to your house for a quiet evening at home.

You pour yourself a glass of wine and sit down on your couch to indulge in the latest sleazy holofilm. But suddenly, a knock on your door disturbs you from your entertainment. Who could be knocking the door at this hour? you think to yourself, puzzled.

Upon opening the door, you discover a delivery person with a large vase full of flowers. "I have a delivery for... uh.... you, I suppose," they say shyly. A flower delivery? For me? You stare in disbelief momentarily before coming to your senses. "Thanks kid," you say, taking the bouquet from their arms. You place the vase on your kitchen counter and admire it. It looks just like the ones you'd seen in advertisements this year. Not something you'd find at your local supermarket. Someone went out of their way to get these.

You reach out and touch the velvety petals and foliage of the arrangement. Verdant. Elegant. Lovely.... Real. While admiring the beauty of the blooms on your counter, you notice a small card attached to the vase.

Hope you enjoyed your special day. xo, Cody

Thank You

Captain Howzer x pregnant!mom!reader

"Bzzzzzz!! Bzzzzzz!" Howzer makes little spacecraft noises as he tries to maneuver the pink plastic spoon into your toddler's mouth. "Mwwahhhh!" she cries, flailing her arm and causing the wet cereal to fling out of the spoon onto your husband's face signaling that she is done with her meal.

"Ahhh!" Howzer exclaims, wiping the cereal from his eye. "You got good aim, Soraya." Howzer gathers up her messy plastic dishes and moves to place them in the sink. "You get that from your mama," he says, leaning over to give you a kiss on your cheek.

"Hmph," you snort with amusement. Indeed she did get it from you. You were always the better shot. Not that Howzer was incompetent with a blaster. It's just that you had been a sniper in the GAR. And that's how you met the man who would become your husband. And now that the war was over, he became the father of your child. And your child to be.

You finish chewing up the veggies that were in your mouth and turn to give him a proper kiss. "Soraya's our sassy child. You think the next one will be sweet?" you ask.

Howzer places his hand atop your swollen belly and rubs it gently. "If he isn't, then I'm willing to keep trying for another," he says, closing in for another kiss, this time on your forehead.

Howzer finishes cleaning up Soraya and the kitchen, allowing you to finish your meal in peace, and then he takes your dishes while you relax on the couch.

You close your eyes for what feels like a minute, but upon awakening, you realize that you had been asleep for hours! Howzer is quietly working in the kitchen, preparing things for dinner.

"Howzer, I had no idea..." you begin. "You were so tired?" Howzer chuckles, walking over to you, taking you into his arms. "I suppose so," you say, still waking up. "I figured you were tired, so I let you sleep. You didn't sleep well last night anyway." And this was true. Last night hadn't been restful.

"But what about the yard work we were gonna do today?" you yawn. "It's ok, love. I did it already," he replies. You look through the gauzy curtains of your living area. It's true. The yard is neatly trimmed and orderly.

"And the grocery shopping?" you ask. "Took care of it," Howzer says, rubbing your arms. And clearly, the evidence lay before you. Howzer was diligently prepping meals for the week and cooking up something nice for tonight already.

"Where's Soraya?" you ask, noticing your toddler is absent. "She's down for her nap still. Looks like you weren't the only tired one in the house, " Howzer winks, returning to his food prep in the kitchen.

You take a moment to look around your house. Everything is neatly put away and tidy. Howzer must have cleaned up earlier when Soraya first went to sleep. "You cleaned..." you start to say, pointing out the dusted shelves, and mopped floors. "...thank you," you add.

"No need to thank me. It's called responsibility," Howzer says, rolling his eyes. "I have a toddler. I have a pregnant wife. I need to step it up around here. You can't do everything all the time, especially not now. And it's not gonna get easier once we have the second baby," he adds.

You take a seat at the kitchen table and watch Howzer work. He cuts up a variety of legumes and leafy things along with some meat to make a delicious looking, and smelling, stew. All from scratch.

"If anything, I should be thanking you," Howzer says, continuing to work. "Why?" you say, still a little groggy from your nap.

"For saying yes," he says. Putting down his utensils, wiping his hands on a towel, and coming to you at the table. "For saying yes when I asked you to marry me. So we could make this life and family together."

Howzer leans down to kiss you and you return the gesture, rising to meet him. You feel your unborn son kick and you can tell Howzer feels it too, as his body was pressed into yours. You can feel his lips curling into a smile as he kisses you. "I felt that," he whispers as you can't help but smile either. "I think we got another sassy one on the way," he teases, placing his hand on your belly again, feeling the little kicks as the boy continues. "Oh no," you whine with faux disappointment. You smile against his lips, keeping your eyes closed together. "Guess we'll have to try again after this one."

One Day

Commander Mayday x pregnant!reader

You knew this day would come. Honestly, you knew. But what you didn't anticipate was how heavy it would weigh on you.

When you first met Mayday, he was just for fun. A handsome commander for you to spend your free time with. Someone you had some laughs and some amazing times with in bed...

But those steamy nights turned into long late night talks. Those long late nights turned into long mornings together. Talks over coffee, then breakfasts. Late night meetups turned into early evening date nights. Trying new things together whenever he was around. Just enjoying being alive during the time you had together.

You knew he was a clone trooper and that eventually his duty would call him away from your home planet to some faraway place. You knew that from the moment you met. But back then it didn't matter. He was just a guy you were having fun with. No big deal.

You just had no way of knowing that you would fall in love, and that this roll-with-the-punches type of trooper would have fallen in love with you too.

Holding back tears, you watch him gather his things from the previous night and pack them away into his bag. He would be shipping out today with his battalion to a remote outpost on a snowy planet.

"How long will you be there?" you asked him weeks ago, when he got his orders for his next assignment. "At least a full standard year," Mayday replied gruffly. You knew he wasn't happy about it either, but there was nothing he could do.

"Darling," Mayday whispers, reaching to you, noticing the tears in your eyes. You turn into his gentle hand and press your cheek into his palm, letting your eyes close and the tears run over. "It's going to be ok," he says quietly.

"What are we going to do?" you had asked him only days ago. You hadn't been feeling right lately and that spurred you to take a pregnancy test. The indicator shone brightly with the result: You were pregnant. "This isn't allowed for you..." you said, breaking down in tears. "When the war is over, darling...." he started to say before your sobs cut him off. "We can make it work..."

"How do you know?" you ask, more tears streaming down your face. Mayday cups your face tenderly and looks into your eyes. "Because I'm gonna do my best out there. Gonna do my part to end this war as quickly as possible so I can get back to you," Mayday says earnestly.

You can no longer hold back any more tears and sobs, and at this point bury your face into his chest plate. The cold armor plate serves as a hard barrier between you and his warmth. Much like the war itself which stood in the way of you living a normal life together.

"I want a life with you, Mayday," you say through your sobs. "I want us to be together. With our baby."

"We will, one day," Mayday says, his voice breaking. The sound of it further breaking your heart. "I will fight like hell to see it happen," he says with such determination, he almost growls the words out.

Mayday pulls you away from him so he can look in your eyes again. "I want to hold our little baby," he says, running his hands up and down your sides.

You smile a broken smile, knowing what he wishes for is bittersweet. "She or he won't be little a baby anymore by the time you get back," you say, injecting the cold truth of reality into his fantasy. "You're right," Mayday says, his own eyes now spilling tears of his own.

After a few moments, Mayday shoulders his pack and heads for your door. He needs to make it to the transport landing in time for departure. "I promise, as soon as this war is over, I can leave that outpost... I'm coming straight back here. To marry you. To hold our baby..." Mayday continues, pulling you in tight.

"One day," you repeat his words from earlier. Holding him, you gather strength from within to begin the longest wait of your life. You know that when he steps outside your door, that you never really know if you will see him again. You steady your breathing and look at him one last time.

"One day," Mayday promises again, placing a final kiss on your forehead before disappearing into the morning crowd on the sidewalk.

[afterdarkprincess]

Hi lovely 💕

For the sleepover questions:

- Tell us your Solo/Sami headcanons.

- Tell us your CM Punk/Drew headcanons.

- And for good measure please add your Sami/Jey & your Ambreigns headcanons as well while you’re at it.

FMK: Roman, Seth, Mox

FMK: Solo, Sami, Jey

FMK: Punk, Drew, Cody

FMK: Jade, Naomi, Bianca

FMK: Rhea, Liv, Becky

Questions, questions, questions:

- What’s an accomplishment/ thing in your life you’re very proud of?

- Name three things you love about yourself?

- What makes you furious in fandom spaces (your fandom pet peeves so to say)?

- Who was your first celebrity crush? Who’s your latest?

- Who do you adore on this website (aka tumblr crushes)?

- What do you find attractive in a person (physically and personality wise)?

- Favorite story you ever wrote?

- Favorite story someone else wrote?

- Your current favorite song?

- One ingredient/ dish you love and one you despise?

This or that:

- Cats and/or dogs?

- Coffee and/or tea?

- Hiking, cycling or swimming?

- Pizza or pasta?

- Mexican, Chinese or Indian takeout? Or something else?

- Cooking, baking or ordering in?

- Quiet night in or a night out socializing with friends?

- Cold weather or hot weather?

- Pants, skirts or dresses?

This got a little out of hand oops 😂

Feel free to answer whatever you wanna answer and skip whatever you don’t. Or answer everything. Up to you. Happy sleepover!

Hugs and kisses 💖

AHHH Thank you!!!!! I've been so excited all day to get home and hae time to answer these!!

Gonna answer under the cut because I'm sure this will be long lol 💖💖💖

💕Solo/Sami headcanons

I feel like a LOT of my headcanons on Solo and Sami come from one specific fic on AO3- The Solo Man

I love Solo as being selectively mute and/or very shy. I haven't really gotten to explore this with Solo in my fics very much, but I'm really looking forward to doing so.

I do feel like Solo has such a soft spot for Sami (I mean I have eyes) Sami was a real source of kindness for him when he really didn't have that from anyone.

💕CM Punk/Drew McIntyre headcanons

oh noooo my brainrot lol

They're TOXIC as fuck, they bring out the worst in each other. I can't find anything sweet or soft in them, it's obsession, it's raw, it's violent. Possessive and Obsessive.

And they fuck nasty obviously. I tend to prefer Bottom Drew, something so fun about subverting their size difference but I'll eat up anything.

💕Samijey headcanons

Ahhhh I just love them- I feel like a lot of my headcanons POP out in my fics. I feel like Jey Uso is an acts of service guy. I think he does anything and everything to make sure that Sami feels taken care of. This shows up really early on in Devil in the Details and uhhh fun fact I wrote the first part of that fic before I knew that Sami was vegan, hence why there are SO many references to Jey cooking chicken for Sami. It was too integral to how I was having Jey show his affection to take it out, so for that one fic Sami is just no pork not vegan lol

Sami talks ALL the time, and Jey pretends to be annoyed but the constant stream of consciousness is actually so comforting to him. He very rarely has to worry about what Sami is thinking or feeling because he will just tell him.

Jey cut those crop tops so Sami would look at him.

From You're My Keeper (Pull Me Deeper):

“You really like my waist, huh?” he murmured. 

As if to prove his point, Sami sank his teeth into the soft flesh under his bellybutton. “Can’t stop looking at it,” Sami whispered into his skin. “So fucking perfect. Those stupid crop tops are fucking killing me, dude.”

“Really? Hm, I thought so.”

Sami’s head shot up. “You knew?”

Jey blushed. “I guess, I kinda knew you were like… Looking. I guess I thought… Nevermind, this is fucking embarrassing.” He clapped his hands over his face. 

“You thought what?” He felt Sami tugging at his fingers, and Jey reluctantly let his hands get pulled away. Sami had the worst look on his face, smug and bemused. Didn’t he know this was absolute torture?

“I don’t know, I thought maybe if I cut the shirts shorter, then like… You know… You’d look at me more,” Jey pushed out through clenched teeth. Scratch that, this was the worst look. Sami positively beamed, fondness radiating out from him in shameless sunshine rays. If he was a dog, he’d surely be wagging his tail like a maniac. Jey tried not to linger on that thought too long.

“Jesus you are so fucking cute,” Sami wheezed, burying his face into Jey’s chest.

Literally one of my favorite fics ever- I reread it all the damn time. (If the author of this fic is on here?? let me know pls & I'll tag you💖)

And I do think that Sami/Jey switch up who tops and bottoms, but I'm always here for bottom!Jey, sweet pillow princess.

💕Ambreigns headcanons

OO this is a good one- I typically go for Ambrolleigns (bc they all have two hands) or Ambrollins because of my donut sister @elementaldoughnut12 I feel like where Dean and Seth have that very turbulent high passion love, Dean and Roman have a level of like rock solid devotion?? Someone that they can always rely on, coming even closer together after everything fell apart with Seth.

Even more than Seth's betrayal, Dean leaving spurred on the creation of the Tribal Chief. Roman, alone and brokenhearted, left by the man who he thought would never leave him, turns himself into something cold and cruel. Makes himself monstrous, surrounds himself by a cheap copy of what they had.

He wants Dean back, wants it more than anything, but some part of him is terrified that Dean will reject him, will detest what he has become.

💕Fuck, Marry, Kill

FMK: Roman, Seth, Mox

Fuck: Roman (I'm gonna need that tongue baby good lord)

Marry: Mox 100%, I'm gonna need to hit that multiple times, and also I feel like our personalities are really complimentary

Kill: RIP I'm so sorry Seth, please keep serving even in Death

FMK: Solo, Sami, Jey

Fuck: Solo- and he needs to bring the gloves okay? 🥵

Marry: Jey 🩵

Kill: Sami :( I hate to kill my hubby's hubby though

FMK: Punk, Drew, Cody

Fuck: Cody (he's hot, IDK that I'd wanna deal with him all the time)

Marry: CM Punk.... listenn

Kill: Drew- would need to take him out to marry Punk anyway

FMK: Jade, Naomi, Bianca

Fuck: JADE- HELLO?? PLEASE???

Marry: Naomi- Jimmy can come too

Kill: Bianca

FMK: Rhea, Liv, Becky

Fuck: Liv

Marry: Please, please Mami, I'm-PLEASE?

Kill: Becky, RIP girlie

💕Questions, questions, questions:

- What’s an accomplishment/ thing in your life you’re very proud of?

90k words posted on AO3 as of today has me feeling really good. I challenged myself at the beginning of the year to get to 100k by the end of 2024, but even where I'm at now... a year ago I would have laughed at you if you told me that. I've been writing in spits and spurts my whole life, but I really lacked confidence to do anything with my fanworks. I usually didn't even finish them. Before this last year, the most I had written was 2 NaNoWriMo attempts, both sat at around 25-30k and were never completed. And now with the all the support I've gotten here and on AO3, I've had the most creative period in my life. It makes me tear up thinking about it honestly.

- Name three things you love about yourself?

My passion, my sense of humor, and my tits lol

- What makes you furious in fandom spaces (your fandom pet peeves so to say)?

The only pet peeve I really have is like being rude and giving people shit for what they like and don't like?? Like I've been around since the days of Don't Like, Don't Read. If you don't like something, it's not for you, it costs zero dollars to shut the fuck up.

- Who was your first celebrity crush? Who’s your latest?

Oh gosh, so many. I mean the first would definitely be Tuxedo Mask from Sailor Moon 💖💖 Daniel Radcliffe when I got a little older and realized I wasn't going to be able to marry a cartoon. Right now? I mean all of those hot Samoans first of all. Rhea Ripley, obv. Moxley.

- Who do you adore on this website (aka tumblr crushes)?

EVERYONE lol this list is gonna be so long @feelschicken who has been my IRL bestie for like 20+ years at this point, who allowed me to drag her into Wrestling via several hour long conversations in the car where I would literally yell about the Bloodline

@elementaldoughnut12 my donut sister who has inspired so many of my fics and cheered me on through so much of this last year. Love you so much punkin 🥰

@harmshake my beloved tumblr gf, a constant source of positivity in my life 💖 Not to mention she writes the HOTTEST fics omg

@southerngirl41 who's been on the tag squad since the BEGINNING and I appreciate her comments so much

@jeysbvck Shan 💙 because we're both unhinged and feral for Jey- she just gets me

@imabillyami of course you too obviously- you are so sweet and not to mention your fics are amazing

@rollinsland who keeps my dash FULL of content of all my faves, and is so so sweet

@shanie-the-komania-toyaddict my Zowens connection, and another amazing sweet person

@motherknuckers I think we share a braincell for real

@samijey because like... A Way With Words is THE Sami/Jey fic, not to mention her amazing gif skills 😍

@thlayli-ra who definitely gave me the Punkintyre brainrot

@who-do-you-want-to-be MY SWEET KOALA FRIEND

@jeyuwuso WHOSE FIC I LINKED EARLIER, literally love all their work!!!

@taydaq her ART, especially Samijey 🥹

I know I'm missing people, I could be at this all night: @crxssjae @hypno-bear-tini @rosiel77 @mzv11 @theninthwonder @dontletme--cavein @codyswhitebelt @jobikinn if I missed others I'm so sorry 😭 and if tumblr messes up these tags I'll scream

- What do you find attractive in a person (physically and personality wise)?

Humor, they gotta be funny. They gotta make me laugh or we're not gonna work. We gotta be silly goosing.

- Favorite story you ever wrote?

Ours is still my favorite

- Favorite story someone else wrote?

oooo yay it's rec time!!! Already called out a few but here's some more:

Green - my favorite Candy fic

Losers and Loss - a Zowens fic that melted my brain into absolute goo I said The Solo Man already but also Pretty which spurred on my love of bottom!jey and Jey in pretty lingerie

Sticks & Stones and also Green-Eyed Monster - both by the Zesty Bean, all of their works are great but those are my favorites

Silver Knight and Little Clover - my donut sister knows how to make a rarepair that I'll go nuts for

And I could not forget I've got you to lose ... of COURSE 💕 maybe gimme a heads up before you post that last chapter so I can get all my favorite snacks and be prepared.

- Your current favorite song?

Guilty as Sin? - Taylor Swift

- One ingredient/ dish you love and one you despise?

Oo good question- I'm a big fries and ranch girlie (the midwest in me popping out) and for despise??? mmm it's gonna be pickles, they're gross to me.

💕This or that:

- Cats and/or dogs?

Cats 🐈

- Coffee and/or tea?

Coffee ☕️

- Hiking, cycling or swimming?

Swimming 🌊

- Pizza or pasta?

Pizza🍕

- Mexican, Chinese or Indian takeout? Or something else?

For takeout specifically it's gonna be Chinese

- Cooking, baking or ordering in?

Cooking!

- Quiet night in or a night out socializing with friends?

I love a good night out once in a while, but I prefer a night in

- Cold weather or hot weather?

Hot weather ☀️

- Pants, skirts or dresses?

DRESSES 👗

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whew.... that took a while but it was so fun honestly 😅

[brittababbles]

Happy Cody day to those who celebrate. Let us all pause to appreciate our dear Marshal Commander and all the joy and sorrow he has brought us over the years

[leavingdeadgirl]

not a lore ask but since you seem to want to ramble: 1 song you associate with each character and why?

Hi anon ily. I did 2 for the first few sorrgy

Lori:

1. Sin Eater by Penelope Scott. The song displays a strong desire to be good from the singer while also expressing a bit of disdain for someone who seems to be better in every way (and is, fittingly, referred to as the “holy mother god”) while also evidently seeking validation from this person that they feel they won’t or can’t get.

Notable lyrics: “you’re the holy mother god and I aspire to your goodness, but the only thing I have inside to offer is a pit / I suffer just to moan, I scratch my itches to the bone / I keep confessing till I hit the spot from which the guilt emits”

2. I Don’t Smoke by Mitski. Again leading into Lori’s longing to do good and be good, to have friends, to be closer to people. Trying too hard for someone distant.

Notable lyrics: “if you need to be mean, be mean to me / I can take it and put it inside of me / if your hands need to break more than trinkets in your room / you can lean on my arm as you break my heart”

Cody:

1. Habits by Tove Lo. Though Cody doesn’t do drugs (this detail is irrelevant and thus subject to change) or have any addiction issues, the song all in all encompasses the life of someone whose every second is spent trying to find even a moment of happiness, living in a daze trying to forget someone they can’t think about.

Notable lyrics: “spend my days locked in a haze, tryna forget you babe, I fall back down / gotta stay high all my life to forget I’m missing you”

(See also: So Numb by TX2)

2. Gross by Penelope Scott. The song is about a breakup, partially, but I also relate Cody to the other end of it, being about the complicated nature of relationships with people around you when you’re mentally ill and being torn between wanting to push those who love you away and wanting to be able to love and show love to them.

Notable lyrics: “I hate it most when they’re kind, when they have meaningful lives / and I’m the awful one standing next to them” & “I’m never gonna feel good again, I’ve played this game through to the end / I’ll pull the plug or I’ll wait it out, but I don’t need you around / I wish I never met you, I wish I wasn’t a waste / I wish I had the guts to fuck my own life up or the heart to set myself straight”

Jane Doe:

1. Pure as a Lamb by Baby Bugs. While it is about abuse specifically in a religious setting, its depiction of abuse and the specific sort of feeling of betrayal expressed makes me think of her. Not to mention the rather simple language used reminds me of Jane, who was between 5 and 10 and, though she was very good at reading and writing, didn’t speak in especially complex language.

Notable lyrics: “you plucked my petals, just like the devil would do / and if I’m going to hell, I hope that you go too” & “now I feel dirty, look what you did / I wasn’t an object, I was a kid / I’m scarred and mangled, I am used / and all of this because of you”

2. The Ballad of Jane Doe from Ride the Cyclone. While the song goes into how that Jane Doe doesn’t know who she is or the life she lived, that’s not true of my Jane Doe, but the song does go into the plight of a dead girl whose story is left unknown, never to be mourned or remembered.

Notable lyrics: “I’ve got no celebration / just this consolation: / time eats all his children in the end” & “a melody floats through the air / when silence falls, does no one care? / another sad, forgotten tune / another song that no one knows / so that's how it goes”

The Thing:

1. Monster Truck by Jazmin Bean. Angry as fuck song, pretty violent, but all of Jazmin’s stuff matches an aesthetic and a type of music I associate with The Nursery.

Notable lyrics: “I don’t wanna eat the sun (succubus, fuck, suck you straight to the tomb) / I’ve been living on the run (white lined chalk, take it straight to the dome, dome)” & “make it hard, rocket launcher, fuck / fuck your dirt bike, I’ve got a monster truck” & “and this world is a sick fucking joke, just masters and puppets and mirrors and smoke / so fuck it, let’s light it, let’s to / I’m playing with fire, I’m planning to blow”

2. Brutus by The Buttress. Specifically encompasses its relationship to Lori.

Notable lyrics: “my name is Brutus and my name means heavy, so with a heavy heart I’ll guide this dagger into the heart of my enemy / my whole life you were a teacher and friend to me / please know my actions are not motivated only by envy / I too have a destiny / this death will be art / the people will speak of this day from near and afar / this event will be history, and I’ll be great too / I don’t want what you have, I wanna be you”

Emily:

1. Heaven Says. Specifically the Deltarune remix, but I saw a FAITH animation for the song and I’ve associated it with her since

Notable lyrics: “heaven is above / heaven is the answer / life is terror / blood in the machine, you are in danger” & “greater than life / stronger than death / echo around the world / search for the end / answer for your crimes / beg for mercy / take back you control / take back your control / take back your control, control, control, control, control-”

2. Christmas Kids by ROAR. Idk.

Notable lyrics: “the Christmas kids were nothing but a gift / and love is a tower where all of us can live / you change your name or change your mind / and leave this fucked up place behind / but I’ll know / I’ll know”

Sarah Warner:

Class Fight by Melanie Martinez. Sarah was a girl who tended to act out a lot, but always felt totally justified in everything she did and like she was giving people what they deserved when she lashed out or was otherwise doing something good/funny/right.

Notable lyrics: “I wanted to be in her shoes for one day / I just waited till recess to make her pay” & “her face was fucked up and my hands were bloody / we were in the playground, things were getting muddy / the teacher broke us up after I broke her / and my one true love called me a monster”

I don’t have any for the other specific victims but I do have one for all of them:

Fall Fair Suite (the opening) from Ride the Cyclone. All of them dying in “accidents” just makes me think of the RTC kids’ reactions to the accident that killed them, and I think they’d feel similarly.

Notable lyrics: the whole thing, more or less.

[ilikemymendarkandfictional]

I almost missed it, but happy Cody day to those who celebrate!

[clonemando]

Based off request by @mapplestrudel for Obi-Wan and the Birthday Cake:

The war has been too long already and they were only a few months in. So when Anakin commed Obi-Wan in an absolute tizzy he had assumed the worst but had found out that it was the fact none of the clones ever had a life day celebration that had actually set his former Padawan off. Now, staring at the mounds of ingredients spread between the pair of them in the Negotiator's kitchen, Obi-Wan was rethinking his offer to help his padawan bake enough cake to feed Torrent and Ghost.

Obi-Wan frowned at the amount ingredients spread out on the counters between him and Anakin. He knew, logically, it must take mountains of food to feed that many genetically enhanced super soldiers to match their metabolisms but actually seeing proof of the scale really opened his eyes to the realness of it. "Do you really think we'll be able to complete this cake here? This seems a little... extreme." He said and Anakin rolled his eyes. "I already talked it all over with the chefs at the temple and they assured me this would be enough. We just need to do it in pieces. Starting with the cake. These bags are all filled with premade cake mix made by the temple chefs because they said they didn't trust non-bakers using this amount of ingredients without messing up. They also sent me a step by step process. We just follow the instructions and it'll end in enough cake for all our troopers!" He said cheerfully and Obi-Wan sighed pulling off his cloak and rolling up his sleeves so they could get to work. "Hand me those instructions. Better get going before our Captain and Commander notice our absence." He hummed and the hardest battle he had fought yet began- the battle against the ovens. ------- Cody frowned as he met up with Rex at the mess tables. "Have you seen my General anywhere? I don't think I've seen him in the last three days of leave and I'm getting worried. He's never disappeared this long before." He asked and Rex shrugged. "No, Anakin hasn't been around either but he often leaves to go visit his senator 'friend' so I'm not too worried. Do you think Kenobi got kidnapped in the middle of hyperspace?" He asked and Cody groaned. "I wouldn't put it past him. At least his saber disappeared along with him this time so if he is kidnapped he's at least armed." He said and was surprised when a familiar voice cleared and he looked over to see Obi-Wan standing on one of the tables so everyone in the mess could see him. "Men, it has come to our attention that your births were never properly celebrated and as is tradition in our lineage we wanted to correct that with a proper celebration. As such, Anakin and I have made you both a thick stew for a meal and there is an individual cake for every single one of you. Please make an orderly line and we'll be serving you today. We are very pleased you were born and to have you as warriors fighting on our side." He said before hopping down and moving to stand behind the counter at the mess window to pass out trays with delicious smelling stew and little cakes that had each trooper's name and chosen armor symbol that they were known for or their number and a generic 501st or 212th for the shinies that didn't have names or symbols yet. Cody and Rex took up at the end of the line and when they finally reached their generals it was to see two very tired food splattered men who looked like they had been through the trenches with a food wizard. "Sirs... you didn't need to do this. We know you care about us." He said and Obi-Wan gave him a small smile as he offered him a little cake with a sunshine on top and his name. "You know but it never hurts to remind you that it isn't just words. You deserve actions too. Happy lifeday Cody. I am honored to have gotten to meet you and to be fighting by your side. You are an amazing commander and I know that when this war ends, it's going to be with you and Rex right at the front of the final battle." He said and Cody bowed his head accepting the treat. "And I know it'll be with you right by our sides. Thank you."

[laknight]

happy cody leaves aew day to those who celebrate

[fantasyismyonlyrealescape]

HAPPY FRIDAY NIGHT SMACKDOWN DAY TO THOSE WHO CELEBRATE.

We’ve got some good stuff lined up tonight including the continuation of the US Title Tourney for the women!

In all honesty though, I’m most excited for all of the Bloodline drama. I am so heavily invested in them trying to seek out that fifth member, and if there has to be a fifth member, I need it to be Seth.

Also, the KO-Cody facedown is going to be so traumatic for me.

Say it with me, “KO DID NOTHING WRONG”.

Enjoy Smackdown, y’all!!