#professor cody

[probablygayattorneys]

Feeling like pure shit just wish someone would cradle my head lovingly as they tackle me to the ground to protect me from a threat caused by a loveable scamp with a penchant for dressing up and being silly

[presidentofthelipglossclub]

GUESS WHO'S BIRTHDAY IT IS!!

in honor of my birthday here are some more rescue bots headcanons!!

they (as in constructed rescue bots) have extra color receptors which allows them to see more types of light than other bots, as well as advanced hearing (they’re also the only bots with noses so they have an extra sense)

all of them have outliers (its a requirement to be a rescue bot)

blurr changed his paint job (post s4, before he showed up in rid15) because heatwave and blades basically bullied him into it

the academy where they studied was on a moon of cybertron’s, and they actually spent very little time on cybertron itself. it was sorta like a field trip spot, and they went very infrequently

quickshadow was the academy's champion shot, and she won a bunch of competitions

the rescue bots all had specialties outside of what they actually did (heatwave was a history nerd, boulder studied xenobiology, blades took journalism, chase did psychology, quickshadow was a data analyst, hightide took astronomy)

hightide was actually friends with both orion pax and megatronus separately before they realized they all knew each other

in that same vein, servo and lazerbeak were longtime friends because they grew up together

optimus is so ridiculously tolerant towards whatever the rescue bots do that they actually have a running bet on how much they can get away with before optimus gets angry (he never once has)

blurr's reputation as most annoying bot ever has been intact since way before the war when he was a racer

blades got his name through an awkward mishap at an armory that heatwave never let him live down

related to that, all the rescue bots' "names" are really more of nicknames. their names are listed on documents but their primary identification is through serial numbers because they're cold constructs

boulder had a practically bullet proof reputation at the academy as the perfect student so whenever the others wanted to get away with something they always involved him

when salvage heard about DIY's he got super into them and started making tons of pointless stuff. he never even followed the good channels, only stuff like troom troom

chase succumbs to peer pressure ridiculously easy

heatwave gives really good advice but only on accident

quickshadow and hightide like to hang out and trash talk optimus whenever he does something they don't like

blades only has field medicine training, he's not cleared for any actual treatment outside of an emergency (he can do first aid and EMT stuff but can't, like, prescribe things or do surgery). this has not stopped him from trying things though.

salvage is actually from one of cybertron's colony worlds, but he grew up on cybertron

ok here's a fun little surprise in honor of my birthday: the humans are also included in headcanons!!

kade was actually very good at gymnastics, he just got bored of it

chief burns needs glasses but he prefers to wear contacts

dani had a very extreme scene core phase, and her hairstyle is a remnant of that

frankie has super high government security clearance as a super genius and daughter of one of the world's best scientists, so she knows all kinds of military secrets

doc greene and chief burns met in childhood, doc's family moved away, and then when he got older he moved back to griffin rock and reunited with the chief

graham is the biggest night owl because of college. sometimes, when he has trouble falling asleep, the bots invite him to movie night and they all watch reruns of old movies or shows

building off that, there are two kinds of movie night: the first is with the whole burns family, rescue team, and sometimes others such as optimus or the greenes. the second is less of a movie night and more of a "we need something to do while the humans are sleeping, let's watch trashy tv all night." this kind of movie night is really just the bots (minus whoever has night shift)

professor baranova actually used to be pretty upbeat, although she was a bit misunderstood because she's neurodivergent (i also headcanon that after the whole living underwater for 28 years thing she developed DID and multiple alters to cope with the loneliness, so she's now a system)

woodrow and optimus are in a qpr. optimus refers to him as his amica, and also privately thinks of him as his human partner

doc greene at some point developed a working synthetic energon formula completely independently. when ratchet first met him (post war, probably right before he was hired to work at the rescue academy) and learned about this he lost his shit

bumblebee and dani race together all the time when he visits

this is where i'm gonna stop this post, because it's pretty late for me lol. it was my birthday today, so happy birthday to me!!

also y'all PLEASE talk to me abt any of these headcanons i will be thrilled to elaborate!

[darthmalewife]

Nothing ever hits better than modern au Cody working in a family restaurant and Obi-Wan being a customer

It's good everytime especially when Cody's siblings are fully aware Cody wants Obi-Wan

Also Rex knows Ahsoka and Anakin because that's always a great detail

[catboydogma]

another afterglow/another place we know

codywan week 2024 sol master list (solsterlist)

@codywanweek 2024 day 7 prompts, sol edition: modern au: teacher/uni/academia, courting

notes: title from boyfriend by teenage dads (a delightful band). for clarification: cody is a childhood/early teens language acquisition researcher (field research, language games, interacting a lot w kids, teaches reading and writing to struggling teens) and obi-wan is a pedagogy and polisci researcher (diplomatic relations, public addresses, legal/historical jargon; how these are both weaponized and used to defend/keep peace)

wc: 2,122

cross-posted to ao3

The ignominy of it all, really, was that as soon as someone else stepped up to futz with the damn thing, it started working again. Obi-Wan nearly threw his hands up in exasperation, but that would have meant tossing all his notes into the air and his dignity with them. He glanced down at the sheaf of battered papers in his hands, then back up—which was a mistake. He hadn’t taken much notice of the man who had come up to get the projector running, too busy trying to run through his talking points in his head, and then too busy being outraged that the projector had just been working not two seconds ago—

But, well. A man could hardly be blamed for discreetly checking out the… assets… of the department he was visiting. Especially when the helpful man—Obi-Wan took a moment to fervently hope he was a professor, and not a particularly tall graduate student—was, well, bent over the desk right in front of Obi-Wan, clicking into the program and pulling up Obi-Wan’s presentation from his thumb drive. My, but those slacks were certainly well-fitted.

“That should do it,” the man said, glancing over his shoulder at Obi-Wan and giving him a restrained yet friendly smile.

“Ah, thank you,” Obi-Wan said belatedly, holding his notes in front of him like a shield. And, good lord, the top button of that dress shirt really was straining to keep things together. He combed a hand through his hair, almost certainly mussing it out of its carefully-pomaded swoop, and stuck his hand out for a shake. “I’m quite indebted to you…?”

“Cody,” the man said. His handshake was firm. Professional. He had the callouses of a boxer across the backs of his knuckles, and his gaze flicked down to the matching callouses on Obi-Wan’s knuckles. Interesting. “I’m looking forward to your talk, Dr. Kenobi. You build a compelling thesis on the semantics of dogwhistles and the purposes of language used in public address.”

“Obi-Wan, if you please.” Now that Obi-Wan had a name, he could match it to a face—Cody Fett, field researcher in early language acquisition. Whoever had done this man’s headshot for the department page should be shot. It did him no justice.

“Should we give you the room…?” asked a statuesque woman with a ruddily dark complexion and vitiligo marking her face and bared arms. Her grin was sharp, but not cruel.

“Shaak,” Cody hissed, dropping Obi-Wan’s hand as if it had burned him. “Really.”

Shaak Ti—another early language acquisition linguist, but she specialized in very early childhood, coming from a neurology background—inclined her head toward Obi-Wan and winked. “I am simply admiring your spirit of welcome and camaraderie to our visiting professor.”

“Yes, welcome, Dr. Kenobi.” The head of the department, whom Obi-Wan was already familiar with, grimaced artfully at Professor Ti. “I believe this makes it a record for most on time colloquium we’ve had this semester.”

Obi-Wan glanced at the clock, which told him it was five minutes past the scheduled starting time. Beside him, Cody turned his head to “cough” into his shoulder.

“It’s my pleasure to welcome Dr. Kenobi all the way from England… he’s certainly come a long way from the Master’s student who accidentally brought a stack of ‘get well soon’ cards in place of his notes when he came in for orals, right on the heels of recovering from a broken collarbone.”

Ah, he’d known it would be a mistake to ask Mace to give the opening remarks. Obi-Wan suffered through the somewhat embarrassing—but still fond—personal anecdotes with as much stoicism as he could, and was duly proud of himself when he only teared up a little as Mace finished with his recent accomplishments and how proud he was of Obi-Wan; not only as a friend and colleague, but also as a preeminent academic and professor.

“Yes, thank you, Mace,” Obi-Wan said, letting himself be pulled into a brief hug and getting the breath crushed out of his lungs for his moment of weakness. Mace was a demonstrative man; almost despite himself, Obi-Wan found that he’d missed Mace’s particular brand of affection and closeness. “That is very kind of you, I truly appreciate you taking the time to do the opening remarks for me… I look forward to catching up to you after.”

The lecture went quickly, to Obi-Wan’s surprise. This was his first public presentation of his paper, other than a “practice” run at his home university, but an attentive audience made all the difference. It helped that Obi-Wan was particularly enthusiastic about the subject matter. There was a good turnout, too—quite a few professors and adjunct lecturers, a handful of graduate students who were either diligently taking notes or half-asleep on their desks, and a staggering amount of undergraduates, for some unfathomable reason. The attendees laughed in all the right places, were seemingly appreciative of the time and effort Obi-Wan had put into making his PowerPoint presentable—aha—and by the end of it, Obi-Wan found that he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

At the end, they still had the planned ten minutes for Obi-Wan to take questions. He made himself comfortable, sitting back on the top of the table at the front of the room and trying not to overanalyze the way Cody’s eyes tracked his movement.

“The note you make about existing beliefs and implicature was particularly interesting.” Cody leaned forward and—good God—rested his elbows on his knees. That top button had to be reinforced with something, Obi-Wan thought dazedly. His dress shirt practically strained across his shoulders. “Would you mind elaborating on the schematic you provide for the inferentialist view?”

“Yes, certainly, thank you,” Obi-Wan managed. That was his favorite bit of the paper, actually, and he’d had to cut a bit of it for length reasons—but this presented the perfect opportunity…

Some sort of activity was going on at the front table. Nefarious, if Obi-Wan had to guess; Mace was having a discreet conversation with Shaak Ti and kept giving Obi-Wan looks that were alarmingly calculating. Obi-Wan soldiered through regardless, answering a handful of solid questions coming from other professors and the note-taking graduates, one very strange question from a half-asleep graduate that had clearly been spurred on by promise of extra credit from one of their professors, and a few of the more entertaining undergraduate questions.

He ended up going well past time, but no one complained—students and a few faculty members quietly slipped out in ones and twos, with Mace and Shaak Ti conspiring all the while. Actually, Obi-Wan was starting to get somewhat alarmed about that. Mace had a bit of a… theatrical streak.

“…but I think I’ll cut it short for now,” Obi-Wan said as he gathered up his notes and ejected his thumb drive. His throat felt rather sore and he grimaced as he took a sip of water. “But I believe the department has kindly organized a spreadsheet for those who might want to sign up for lunch after, if anyone still has questions—was it that brunch place you were recommending just down the way, Mace?”

“No,” Mace said. He didn’t look up from his laptop screen. He didn’t elaborate, either.

Right. Okay. Yes. Sure.

What the hell was happening here?

“I don’t know if we decided on a location,” Cody said. He was eyeing Mace strangely, too, but stood up all the same to assist Obi-Wan in turning off the desktop and projector. “I’ve got some recommendations, if you come up empty.”

“Yes, do that, you have the most wonderful taste,” Shaak Ti said, beaming.

“Hey, Professor Ti?” said a young undergraduate with artfully-dyed blue and white cornrows, “I think there’s a problem with the spreadsheet, it won’t let—”

“Ah, let’s see about that.” Shaak Ti guided the student a few steps away and they bent their heads together to look at her phone screen and whisper about�� something.

“I’ll get the door,” Cody said, guiding Obi-Wan out of the room with a hand on his back. His hands were… distractingly broad. “Not sure what Mace and Shaak are on about. We had a location decided practically a week ago—Mace loves that bistro. Something must have come up.” Cody brought out his own phone and started going through his emails, brow furrowed. Ah, it was times like these that Obi-Wan regretted his decision to leave the world of smartphones behind and stick to his trusty flip phone. But, well, he was tired of being made to scan bloody QR codes for access to everything, and he had only been partially motivated by spiting his University in the decision.

“Yes, it’s not like Mace to change his mind quite so last minute,” Obi-Wan said as he squared his notes and flash drive away in his computer bag. He dropped a few pages at some point while juggling his keys and bag, and bent down nearly at the same moment Cody did to retrieve them. They didn’t quite bang their heads together, but it was a near thing, and Obi-Wan found himself having to nervously laugh it off as he accepted the papers from Cody and did not think about their fingers brushing.

“Heck,” Cody said, staring down at his phone screen. The spreadsheet, Obi-Wan presumed, even as he found himself utterly charmed by Cody’s—very deliberate—speech patterns.

“What, don’t tell me it won’t let you edit it, either…?” Obi-Wan came around to peer over Cody’s shoulder, momentarily distracted by the way Cody’s hair curled just under his ear. “… ah.”

“Yeah.” Cody’s phone did show the right spreadsheet, or at least Obi-Wan assumed it was the right spreadsheet—but it looked quite different from the version Obi-Wan had looked at just this morning. Instead of every slot filled out with names of faculty and a couple dutiful graduate students, the only name on there was… Cody Fett. The time remained the same, and so did the title of the spreadsheet—LUNCH WITH DR. KENOBI FROM CORUSCANT U. The location had been replaced by a single red rose and a winking face. Last save… two minutes ago.

“Well, it seems I have you all to myself.” Obi-Wan had the distinct pleasure of watching a tide of gooseflesh rise up the side of Cody’s neck as he spoke over his shoulder and into his ear, still poised to look at Cody’s phone screen from behind.

“Guess so,” Cody said, sounding somewhat dazed. “You know—there’s this nice place just a couple minutes’ walk from here. You like Māori food?”

“I’ve never had the pleasure of trying it,” Obi-Wan said. “I’ve got a good palette and a high spice tolerance, though, so I’m sure I’ll enjoy it. Especially with good company.”

Cody gave him a flat look, but there was a spark of humor in the crinkling of his eyes. “You’re lucky you’re this good-looking, Dr. Kenobi. That kind of flirting shouldn’t work as well as it does.”

“Ah, so it is working!” Obi-Wan said with a sly grin. “But—this is somewhat unrelated, but it’s been bothering me somewhat for a while—how the hell did your department get so many undergraduates to turn out for a colloquium? We’re lucky to get four or five, and that’s on a good day…”

Cody barked out a laugh and lead Obi-Wan to the nearest staircase, holding the door for him and resting a hand on his back again as they went down the stairs. Wholly unnecessary, to be sure, but very much… appreciated. “That’s a good one. Mace had the foresight to attach your headshot and a link to one of your video lectures. I liked seeing you at work—you make public speaking look enjoyable. But some students were fixated on other aspects of your presentation. So to speak.

“Oh,” Obi-Wan said, flattered, and then—“Oh.”

“Yeah,” Cody said with a knowing look and another one of his small, private smiles. “Might just be a good thing after all that Mace cleared out your schedule for lunch. I swear undergrads are only getting bolder.”

“It is most certainly a good thing,” Obi-Wan protested. He bumped his shoulder into Cody’s and then leaned into the contact, letting it linger for just a little longer than was, strictly speaking, appropriate. “I’m certainly happy with how things have turned out.”

Cody flushed; Obi-Wan wouldn’t have been able to tell, but for how close he was to Cody now. Yes, maybe Qui-Gon had been right about getting a change of scenery. There were certainly lots of very good reasons to move back to the States, and not just because the food was much better…

[chocolatewoosh]

Some of my trans men ocs! Drawn for a fun post showcasing specifically trans men ocs on Bluesky. :] These aren't ALL my trans men characters, just more my "main" characters!

[mamirhodessxox]

Too Sweet

Stalker Professor!Cody Rhodes x Stalker Ballet Fem!Oc Reader

Desc- Zoe is a 23 year old enrolled into University who is well known across campus fr participating in Ballet & even auditioning for one of the most important roles of the year, but she seems to be quite infatuated with her professor without realizing he is 100x more infatuated with her, the two grow a bond and soon realize they would do whatever it takes just to be happily together forever.

Contents- Fluff, Angst, Smut in some chapters, Use of Alcohol & Marijuana, Arguments, Soft/hard Dom x Bimbo like pairing, Stalking, Murder, Violence, Gore Details

Fanfiction inspired playlist <3 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4Umv2N3TV84he1BX31uNR2?si=HWYdHZb_Q2OUzfeCk0TBmw&pi=u-ktUvnOzKSraz

🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀🌸🎀

Zoe Caterina -23 Years Old-

Mae Scott -22 years old-

Seth Rollins -37 Years Old-

Keith Blane -21 Years Old-

Alice Loverne -24 Years Old-

Sophia Marks -22 Years old-

Cody Rhodes -38 Years Old-

Skyler Grey -25 Years Old-

🏷️ list: @alyyaanna @ginswife @coolpastelartshoe @greatkoalawizard @cokolin044 @kotoriarlert @alicerosejensen @bunnybot55 @adollonyourshelf @mini-rhodes @southerngirl41 @harmshake @femdisa @kabloswrld @claymoresofinfamy23 @cococodysleevlesshoodie

[lifeofclonewars]

Rex, showing a training video: This is from the pre-modern age, back when Cody was a cadet Kix: Didn't you meet him on Kamino? Rex: That's irrelevant

[technofinch]

Wait do you guys even know that the Shield is canon in nico's universe

[yen-sids-tournament]

Disney Doggy Showdown!

(yes that's right! there is another mini-poll post-tournament!)

These were contestants in our (now complete) Disney Animal Besties Tournament, the picture and poll order do not match up.

[lexkent]

submitted my application for my first choice school with emotional support provided by these two

[holdingonforheaven]

would it be completely absurd for me to audit a religious studies course on māori theology before i write my modern university au codywan week prompt?

[probablygayattorneys]

(Sobbing into my hands softly)

[who-canceled-roger-rabbit]

Headcanon that Needy and Jennifer dressed as Basil and Ratigan, respectively, one Halloween as kids

[ollieh-ispresent]

How do the Bots and the Green family feel about Cody's bio family???

Do they like them or do they have mix opinions??

They like them! The bots find all their interests and styles interesting. Frankie & Cece like hanging out with Marcus and Cori because they are very kindhearted and respectful. Doc enjoys working on experiments with Nadia, its a similarity between the two. But Killan makes sure to supervise to make sure his kid is okay.

But some of the bot definitely think most of the Soldiers have minor anger issues.

[joyfuladorable]

yeah, okay, I don't just like Wedding Bells and Bytes. I love it???

[mixamorphosis]

Blog post and linked up tracklist [HERE].

Tracklist

01 - Mad Professor vs Massive Attack - Radiation Ruling The Nation (Wild Bunch Records) 02 - Massive Attack - Protection (Wild Bunch Records) 03 - Lightning Head - Stilla Move (Tru Thoughts) 04 - Boozoo Bajou ft. Joe Dukie - Take It Slow (Sonar Kollektiv) 05 - Cornerstone Roots - Forward Movement (Loop Recordings) 06 - Fat Freddy's Drop - Ray Ray (The Drop) 07 - S. Matthewman - Tempest Dub (Best Seven) 08 - Burning Spear - Civilized Reggae (Island Records) 09 - Melasse - Soulmap (Best Seven) 10 - Cody ChesnuTT - Serve This Royalty (One Little Indian) 11 - Confucius - A Drive Out East (Loop Recordings) 12 - Taxi - A Certain Something (Infracom) 13 - The Nomad - Look Around (Loop Recordings) 14 - Paul St. Hilaire - Custody (False Tuned) 15 - Horace Andy - After All (Melankolic)

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