#secret codywan project

[merlyn-bane]

secret codywan project kiss counter (will be reblogged and updated as we go), sponsored by @dontbelasagnax

on the mouth: IIIII IIIII I

on the cheek: I

on the head/forehead: IIII

on the hand/fingers: II

on the [REDACTED]: I

[cc-kote]

If you ever wanna make yourself Feel Things, listen to The Last Lost Continent and think about Obi-Wan and Cody 🙃

[wanderingjedihistorian]

Codywan Fic Recs

A few soft and sweet Codywan fics for @codywancomfort

by @inkformyblood

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Sharing a Bed, Canon Compliant, Domestic, soft and sweet, first time sharing a bed Summary: Following a mission, it comes to light that they are short one bed. Obi-Wan proposes a solution to Cody.

by @meantforinfinitesadness Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Soft, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Winter, Snow, it's just soft, Canon Divergence - No Order 66 Summary: He paused in the doorway and leaned against it. His smile was soft as he watched his riduur waltz around their small kitchen as he grabbed the items necessary for their morning meal. The humming hadn’t stopped and Cody seemed content. His hair was still a mess, but the lines from the pillow had vanished. His focus was on preparing the food and Obi-Wan could see the furrow in his brow that told him Cody was concentrating hard.

Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars), Winter, Star Wars Fandom Fests Secret Santa 2022, Established CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, soft and sweet Summary: It's Cody and Obi-Wan's first winter after the war. Cody is a little wistful for winter and Obi-Wan has a little surprise.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Fluff, Tired CC-2224 | Cody, Codywan fluff bingo, Armor Cleaning, Fond Obi-Wan, CC-2224 | Cody Needs a Hug, CC-2224 | Cody Needs a Break, Cody gets his hug and his break, This is pure fluff Series: Part 1 of CodyWan Bingo Fluff Card Fills Summary: Fresh off a deployment to Dantooine, Cody is dead on his feet. Obi-Wan steps up and cares for him. Or, Cody is exhausted and Obi-Wan shows his love by cleaning his armor for him.

by @theshinylizard Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional Tags: Minor CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura, Minor CC-1010 | Fox/Quinlan Vos, Life day, Happy Ending, Cody has gift giving angst, Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars), Dead Sheev Palpatine Summary: Cody wants to get Obi-Wan the perfect Life Day present.

[theshinylizard]

I managed to finish the story! Woohoo! This is for Codywan week. It’s a secret relationship with dominance and submission.

Im gonna do more panic writing tomorrow. I’ve got one I want to do for Friday. It’s a continuation of another story 😉

[thewriterowl]

Chapter Two: Where Storms Clash

Dinluke, Codywan

Luke Skywalker harbors more than a few secrets. Secrets that could bring ruin to the once grand Republic, now turned Empire. But secrets that could also lead to the destruction of the galaxy if he was not careful. So, he makes his moves in the shadows, becoming nothing more than a ghost, and hiding in plain sight to do his work without interruption and without rest.

Living when he should be dead, in a galaxy where the Force-users are fugitives, he does what he can with each passing day. But then a terrible crime is committed against the powerhouse territories of Mandalore; the foundling prince of Mand’alor the Redeemer has been kidnapped. And this action just may spurn an already tumultuous and near broken galaxy into war.

Knowing he needs to help, Luke decides to step out into the light for the first time in his life and face the reality of who he is and everything that he shoulders. Only, when working with the cold but handsome Mand’alor, Luke is finding living is a lot more complicated than he expected.

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Was able to win a round in the Denny's parking lot and got this thing updated! We'll see if it stumps me again but finally got something else for the story!

Still more foundational work happening with use of dialogue but most of it feels needed to kinda know about this AU and set up more on what will happen but I hope it is still enjoyed!

Lots of sass and banter here to make up for the set-up!

As always, hope you enjoy! :D

[insertmeaningfulusername]

WIP game

rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how nondescriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet and tell us about it!

Tagged by @loverboy-havocboy and @mamuzzy-creates-stuff thank you dears 💙💙

on the prowl

Bittersweet QuinFox

Quin getting Fox all hot and wet (he draws him a bubble bath) [this one is a yet-to-be-started project with @mars-attacking who i also tag in this game muahahah]

aro4ace CodyWan

The Real Treasure (Is the Medic We Met Along the Way)

TOP SECRET SHHH [redacted] for [redacted]'s AU

anxiety attack and how to remedy it

hold on to your garters

ordomaze boot worship

Crack cody sees a D for the first time (it's obi-wan's)

ordomaze sparring

echofives get a tooka

Knocking Crossy up

And one more stripper!Din AU

crosshair gets his period

Lil order 66 domino twins fix it

skyrissian sopping wet

And these are just the docs I didn't ban to my laptop after the Gdocs porn ban scare.

No pressure tagging @omaano @sihirbazi @lesbiankiliel @elwenyere @xrdragonix @marbled-polecat @the-starry-seas @catbuir @wolveria @starwarjotta @cacodaemonia @bilbosmom-belladonna

[buggstuff]

I write? 😨

Yes I do write.

I write a lot :]. So, my lovely fellows, I introduce;

Illusions. A pada-wan, codywan and Ahsoka-centred work originally posted on ao3 that I will start posting on here as well.

Here’s the information and starting chapter, and if you’ve read my codywan week submissions, it’s based off of that.

Here is the ao3 link, or keep reading to read the first chapter here!

When Cody was made, it was no normal.. making. Cloning. He was a clone. He had a number. He was a number. Just- Just a number.

That was until Shaak Ti revealed he had been specifically chosen, his DNA specially (and expensively) modified. He would grow at a normal rate after he hit a certain age. Which was fine, well, he would live to see his brothers die but-

He was different.

Different in the way that- Well, he was a force-sensitive.

The only one of all of his brothers.

So when he reached age, he was told of this secret. He was sent off to the Jedi Temple. No one knew how this specific age growth would work, no one knew if his body would react to it well, no one even knew if he was actually a force-sensitive. And, worst of all, no one but the Jedi Council Members, plus Anakin Skywalker, knew that he was a Clone resulted from an army requested by a Jedi who died years ago. He could be honest, he was honest, and he was himself, it's just a matter of time before the secret is out.

If one person believed and trusted in him more than Shaak Ti, it was Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Obi-Wan was still a Padawan at the crisp age of 16 when Cody entered the Temple for the first time. He was only physically a year younger than Kenobi, but still learning and growing. Obi-Wan couldn't help but take a liking to him- He taught him what Shaak Ti wouldn't, allowing him to excel in the Force quickly.

Their first meeting was.. Well, maybe best to start there, and catch up.

**

"Ah, hello there!" Obi-Wan says, double-taking as he desperately tries to keep up with his Master's long strides. He was supposed to be greeting the new Padawan of Shaak Ti's, but of course his Master had other plans. He'll catch up with him later.

"Hello," The newcomer says, curiously watching as Obi-Wan almost calls for Anakin before the Knight disappears around a corner, and he sighs.

"You're Cody, correct? Master Shaak Ti's new Padawan?" Obi-Wan smiles, pushing his long hair back. It wasn’t incredibly long, in fact just slightly shorter than his Master’s. His bangs framed his face but often were in his eyes anyway. It was straight but curled a little when wet, not to mention it turns to a nasty brown colour instead of the bright auburn that his hair usually is. The Council insisted it wasn't tradition for him to have his hair quite this long, Anakin insisted it looked better. Obi-Wan (secretly) agreed, naturally.

"Correct," Cody repeats. "And, you?.."

"Obi-Wan Kenobi, pleasure to meet you," The Jedi shake hands, normally a bow was customary, but Cody was new, he had much to learn, and Obi-Wan thought it easier to ease him into it. He was quite nice looking; vibrant, dark skin with short, pitch-black curls. His eyes were nice, and he still had the boy-ish look all young teens did, but Obi-Wan saw the maturity in him already. His Padawan braid was correctly at length, Shaak Ti had just recently found him. Obi-Wan recalled she found him on a rainy planet, on a farm with his family. He was very strong in the Force, she could not leave him, so she became his Master. His braid bands were appropriate, he had blue for mechanics study and red for piloting and green for the Living Force. Cody didn't have the yellow or red band many Padawans did, he wasn't a Padawan before 13 standard years of age and he wasn't yet 16.

Obi-Wan found himself staring for a moment too much, quickly adjusting his posture and attitude, clearing his throat. Cody looks away, cringing when Obi-Wan chuckles quietly at the flush on his face. He had been staring too.

Oh well, that was a situation Obi-Wan didn't mind at all.

"I'll show you to your quarters, then around the Temple, then maybe I can take you to my quarters for a cup of tea. I'd love to get to know you, I hear we'll be working together very soon," Obi-Wan smiles as they start through the Temple, repeating what Anakin had told him to tell Cody.

"Uh.. Okay," Cody speaks carefully. Obi-Wan just smiles at him reassuringly.

*

"You should have the same quarters as Master Shaak Ti," Obi-Wan mutters, almost as a question. They were walking to the level he knew Master Ti was on. He used to be on that level, before his first Master.. Passed. He'd only had Qui-Gon as a Master for two years, but he missed him dearly.

"Yes, she mentioned that," The younger confirms.

"Ah, alright, then I do know where we're going!" Obi-Wan grins as he keeps leading the other there.

The door slid open, and he helps Cody settle to his bedroom in the conjoined quarters. Obi-Wan hoped he'd be visiting the Ti/Cody team a lot.

"Wait, Cody, do you have another name? Or.. Are you simply Cody?" Obi-Wan seems to realise no one had ever mentioned a surname in reference to the new Padawan. It wasn't necessarily uncommon to not have a surname, but it was still.. well, common.

"Oh- Uh," Cody seems to think for a moment, shuffling his feet awkwardly.

"Sorry if that was off putting or rude. I'm a bit used to being blunt, I guess my Master's attitude has rubbed onto me a tad too much," Obi-Wan offers a caring smile, putting his hand on Cody's shoulder.

"No, it's fine, no need to worry," Cody returns his smile, meeting his gaze. "I'm just Cody."

"Alright," His smile turns to a grin before the atmosphere becomes awkwardly silent.

*

After showing Cody around the Temple, they now sit in the Kenobi/Skywalker team conjoined quarters. Cody looked the most relaxed and comfortable he had been since stepping foot on Coruscant, it seemed. He loved the tea, enough to make a remark on it.

Of course, Obi-Wan made it so Cody would like it. He had been on-edge and anxious the entire time. He just wanted Cody to finally relax. It was a brew Anakin absolutely hated, not for the taste, for the effect. His Master was always gone, always doing something. When Obi-Wan got tired of it, he snuck in the brew in place of Anakin's caf. Anakin fell for it, every time. And of course, he would be asleep in a matter of minutes. Obi-Wan would just smile and haul his Master into his bed, then inform the Council he hadn't gotten up on time, and he absolutely needed the rest. Those days were the worst, because not only did the Council send Obi-Wan in place of Anakin(regardless of severity), he would return to their quarters exhausted. His Master would give him the same stern talk, before ultimately going back to sleep. The Knight slept for at least a single rotation before fully waking again. Obi-Wan was convinced he only woke to lecture Obi-Wan out of pure stubbornness and, of course, spite.

They sit in a finally comfortable silence, Obi-Wan's tea brew being different from his new friend's. He didn't want to put himself to sleep, he had no need. He may add that, while Anakin thinks otherwise, no drugging is involved with the brew. He could feel Cody's signature calm into a flowing, soft amber.

They both startle slightly as the quiet is interrupted by the door sliding open.

"Padawan, where have you been?" Anakin asks, leaning on the back of his couch beside Obi-Wan.

"Master, I'm only doing what I've been told."

"Drugging a new friend?"

The room is silent other than Obi-Wan choking on his sip of tea, clearing his throat quickly and placing the cup down.

"Master, you know very well my tea is not drugged. You just happen to fall victim to the high melatonin levels of the leaves," Obi-Wan calmly explains, again, about the tea to his Master. Cody shifts next to him but says nothing.

"Drugs or leaves, I thought you were supposed to be showing Padawan Cody around, not making him sleep," Anakin crosses his arms, looking down at Obi-Wan.

"I've already done everything I needed to, Master, and Master Ti is far from returning to the Temple. I made Cody the tea so he could relax and be more comfortable. If you had cared to stay long enough to meet him properly, you would have noticed how.. messy his mind was," he huffs as he finishes speaking, crossing one leg.

Anakin begins to speak back, but soon gives up, instead shaking Cody's hand and giving a proper greeting. He retires to his bedroom, leaving the two Padawans to talk.

"So.. Is it actually drugged?" Cody yawns, placing the empty cup down and re-situating himself, now sitting closer to the other boy, intentionally; Kenobi knew not.

"No, it's just a plant that produces a lot of melatonin, you know what that is, right?"

"Yes," is all Cody says before his head falls onto Obi-Wan's shoulder, his signature still there, but duller, signifying sleep. He softly smiles and lays the younger down on the couch, his head resting on Obi-Wan's thighs.

Obi-Wan reads a holopad for some time. His exhaustion eventually catches up, and he feels his eyes droop more and more. He tries to fight it, but his holopad is suddenly on the table next to the couch, and his body is at rest, his mind cranking out yet another peculiar dream for him to meditate on.

[hellotemporaryuniverse]

Fic Writer 20 Questions

(Open) tagged by @kcrabb88 lol but I wanted to do it :)

How many works do you have on ao3? 51! (+7 on my secret alt)

What's your ao3 word count? 258,302 + 67,544 -

What fandoms do you write for? currently, it's just star wars, but I've written for criminal minds before and have some unposted marvel wips -

What are your top five fics by kudos? 1. Oathbreaking -Qui-Gon repudiates Obi-Wan and breaks their bond during the Phantom Menace Council scene and this has repercussions 2. Underestimation -The BAU team takes a case that reminds Reid uncomfortably of his childhood. Rossi finds him when he can't take it anymore 3. See My Dreams All Die -Obi-Wan kills Anakin on Mustafar and is severely wounded doing so. Palpatine is in need of a new apprentice, and Obi-Wan is so conveniently right there 4. 'Til the Sun Goes Down -Take Revenge of the Sith, but it's Obi-Wan instead of Mace who confronts Palpatine 5. Acquainted with the Night -(Unfinished) Reid is kidnapped on a case and the team races to find him (oh god, I can't believe my fifteen year old self's fics make this list) -

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? I want to. desperately. it just takes a lot of time and social energy I don't have so I get behind and then I get overwhelmed. I've got 84 unanswered in my inbox currently, some of them months old :( -

What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? it's a toss up between Nothing Gold Can Stay (rip Cody) and The Toll of the Bell (rip the Jedi) -

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? The one I just wrote for @ashinaburrito - Happily Ever After (quinobi ftw) -

Do you get hate on fics? I've gotten one or two comments that... disagree very strongly with certain decisions I've made in my fics but no outright flaming. I just delete them -

Do you write smut? If so, what kind? yes. and the kind you'll only know about if you reach level 20 friendship -

Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? not really anymore? I did in my criminal minds phase. I had one years ago that never really got off the ground that was criminal minds/doctor who/x-men which doesn't sound that crazy, but I would think it was a fever dream if I didn't have the document -

Have you ever had a fic stolen? not that I'm aware -

Have you ever had a fic translated? no :') -

Have you ever cowritten a fic before? I have a wip buried in the backrooms that I was writing with @charrhylis. poke, poke, I mean, if you still want to... -

What's your all time favorite ship? all time??? codywan... but winterhawk is a close second -

What's a WIP you'd like to finish, but doubt you ever will? all of them lmao. I never know when a fic's going to make it to the finish line or not, but if I had to choose one... my The Will of the Force series. it is. such an ambitious project and I have so many other wips going on so I don't think it will ever happen but I stare at it wistfully sometimes -

What are your writing strengths? I have been told I write good dialogue which is funny because dialogue is hell and if I never had to write it again I would be the happiest person ever. unfortunately, it is difficult to write a story without it (believe me, I've tried. I actually succeeded once) -

What are your writing weaknesses? commas............. jk I'm mostly okay at them. my biggest weakness is my need to make everything perfect on the first go around instead of just getting shit on the page and so I agonize over word choice for hours and wind up with stilted sentences. takes ages to get anything done. -

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? if it counts as another language, I've written dialogue in dai bendu (Jedi conlang) before. I love it, languages are awesome. and with ao3 you can do hovertext so your readers don't get lost, which is cool. -

First fandom you wrote for? star wars! a wip graveyard fic. but then I moved on to criminal minds, and the first posted was from there -

Favorite fic you've ever written? oh geez uhhhhhh. this is hard because I like my fics for different reasons but... right now, I think it's Soldier, Poet, King just because it's such a good character study and I think it's beautiful. Hits all the right notes trope-wise too.

[notthestarwar]

More recs!

I started this post ages ago and then lost it whoops.

Have 4 more star wars fic recs with a little of what I liked about them. 2x Codywan, one Jango/ Obi Wan and one bly/ayla all with really interesting stuff going on in the story alongside the ship.

I've written this so many times and kept deleting it by accident 🤦🏻‍♀️ so apologies for all I didn't say but overall all of these have great vibes and made me feel all kinds of emotions and you should all go read them now!!!!

anyone dead yet?

Rain_sleet_snow

[Link isn't showing properly on this one don't know why sorry]

(20610 words)

Relationships: CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, CC-2224 | Cody & CT-7567 | Rex, Steela Gerrera/Ahsoka Tano, Padmé Amidala & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, CC-2224 | Cody & CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-2224 | Cody & Boba Fett, Boba Fett & Jango Fett, CC-2224 | Cody & Jango Fett, CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives & CT-7567 | Rex & CT-5385 | Tup<br />Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, CT-7567 | Rex, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala, Ahsoka Tano, Steela Gerrera, Boba Fett, Nala Se, CC-3636 | Wolffe, CC-1010 | Fox

Additional Tags: Trauma, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Alternate Universe - Fusion, Developing Relationship, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Past Obi-Wan Kenobi/Padme Amidala, Minor Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, Divorce, Family, Protective Siblings, World War I, Medical Trauma, Money

This one is great!!! I don't actually know anything about the series it's based on and I still loved it which I think shows how great it is!!!! I love a detective au. Cody's character is fab. The author does a great job of translating canon in to a 1920s esque vibe. The chemistry between Obi Wan and Cody is great and there's a satisfying ending to the mystery at the end!!! What more can you want?

Cody Fett comes to Coruscant in the pursuit of justice; and there, among other things, he finds Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Minor or Background Relationship(s), CC-2224 | Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi, CC-2224 | Cody & CT-7567 | Rex, CT-7567 | Rex & Ahsoka Tano, CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Quinlan Vos, Bant Eerin & Obi-Wan Kenobi<br />Characters: CC-2224 | Cody, Obi-Wan Kenobi, CT-7567 | Rex, Ahsoka Tano, Quinlan Vos, Anakin Skywalker, Aayla Secura, CC-5052 | Bly, Original Clone Character(s), Bant Eerin, Padmé Amidala, Bo-Katan Kryze, The Armorer (The Mandalorian TV)<br /

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Order 66 Happened Differently (Star Wars), Alternate Universe - Post-War, Character Study, AgriCorps (Star Wars), Slow Burn, Basically this is a Cody character study in a thin veneer of ship, Mental Health Issues, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Planet Mandalore (Star Wars), Fix-It of Sorts, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, If you’re here for Blyla Ch. 6 is for you

Summary: With his General in a coma, the war over, and Senators and Jedi picking up the pieces, running away to the AgriCorps mission to Mandalore seems like the thing to do, really. Cody, broken strangers and a healing planet. Ahsoka, Rex, and finding new ways to save people. Obi-Wan, missing the action. Various schemes, secrets, and machinations, most of them well intentioned

I love this one so much! The vibes are great. The theme of healing is really distinct throughout and it's so beautiful. The characters are fun (including some great ocs) There are some great changes of perspective so you really get to see the impact Cody's running away has had and!! If that isn't enough, it's a really great ending. The story arc is great and manages to weave so many things together. There's Cody's personal journey of coming to terms with his past and healing and alongside him, everyone else is healing. There's action, a kidnapping occurs and a rescue has to be planned. And! Codys work with the agricorps is fascinating too and has its own arc tied in to the rest. The ending is hopeful. Honestly this fic has it all.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: CC-5052 | Bly/Aayla Secura, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker<br />Characters: Aayla Secura, Padmé Amidala, Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jocasta Nu, Vokara Che, CC-5052 | Bly, CT-7567 | Rex, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Reva Sevander | Third Sister

Additional Tags: Fix-It of Sorts, Jedi as Found Family (Star Wars), Tarkin Gets Pushed Out of An Airlock, Unplanned Pregnancy

Summary: In another world, in another universe, Boot’s lover had possessed the good sense to lock the damn office door beforehand, and so Bly had never walked in on them and had never felt the need to offer up the last available condoms in the ship. In that universe, Aayla and Bly’s lovemaking had continued on, unhindered and without consequence.(This is not that universe.)

This is so great. Aayla is in the temple when order 66 hits. She manages to save some of the Jedi and with Padme, Master Nu and Vokara Che, they flee and begin to build a new home. I love what this fic does with the clones. It really considers how things would be for them post chip and deals with the guilt and fear they might feel even when released from the chips hold. Its heartbreaking but feels very real. There's a look at the hurt that can be caused by 'im doing this for you' 'but i never asked you to!'. And throughout the whole fic there's a really heavy underlying feeling of love. Platonic, familial and romantic. It's just really lovely. The ending is very hopeful. I love it.

aka "the women of star wars tell sheev to go suck a bag of dicks and build the galaxy of restorative, victim-centered justice that we deserved"

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Jango Fett/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jango Fett & Jaster Mereel, Qui-Gon Jinn & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Mace Windu

Characters: Jango Fett, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Original Characters, Qui-Gon Jinn, Mace Windu

Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Secret Identity, Slow Burn, Mystery, Surprise Characters - Freeform, Inspired by Agatha Christie's Novels, Worldbuilding, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication, Fix-It, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Jango Fett and the Anti-Hero-Anti-Villain Continuum, and they were ROOMMATES, Sharing a Bed, Unresolved Tension, Unreliable Narrator, The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known, Grief, Depression, Anxiety Disorder, Chronic Illness, Angst with a Happy Ending, Original Character(s), Dissociation, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Age Difference, Hopeful Ending, That's Not How The Force Works (Star Wars), Precognition, but like. in the most useless way possible lmao, Medical Inaccuracies, Canon-Typical Violence, No character bashing, Past Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze

Summary: Jedi Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi is trusted with his first solo mission: escorting the Neimoidian ambassador and her niece in her luxury cruise across the Core, and making sure that the mysterious assassin after her doesn’t add her name to their already lengthy list. Madam Netrith is old, clever and arrogant: she doesn’t believe herself to be in danger, and regards Obi-Wan’s presence as more of an annoyance than anything else.

The already hard job becomes harder once Obi-Wan discovers he’s supposed to share a cabin with one Jan Naasade, Concordian Journeyman Protector, for the trip's duration.

This is one of my fav fics. It really hits that whodunit on a luxury cruise so well. The world building is fab and the story takes us to some really interesting settings. The tension/ building familiarity between Jango and Obi Wan is fab, I love how these run alongside each other. The tension of them not knowing who the other is, is done so well, I was on the edge of my seat. I love what the author does with Jango's character, he has artificial lungs after damage caused by the spice ship which is a really interesting consideration I've never seen before and the author does a really good job of showing the difficulty attatched to something like that rather than doing the scifi 'technology made them better than ever and this will never be visited again'. The feeling of luxury and that 'how the other half live' is done really well and the author has done a great job of showing in small ways how unfamiliar Jango and Obi Wan feel in these settings in their own ways. Jango and Obi Wan are both uber competent at their jobs which i love and yet the story doesn't let you forget that this is Obi Wans first solo mission, in lots of little ways. There are so many twists and you can just feel them!!!! Plus it has a really satisfying ending.

[merlyn-bane]

Last Line Challenge

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

I was tagged by the lovely @ferretrade and @bluemaskedkarma <3

More Codywan fluff? More Codywan fluff.

Cody grins. He turns back to look at Obi-Wan, then, squinting against the sun. The picture takes Obi-Wan’s breath away. He looks so healthy now, golden in the light and filled out with the addition of real food into his diet, a single stray curl falling forward over his forehead now that his hair has been allowed to grow beyond regulation. He’s always been beautiful, Obi-Wan thinks, but now he’s radiant. “And I figured we can give the extra ones to the créches. I’m sure they could always use more soft toys, especially with the Vode littles folded in now too.”

Open tags, because my brain is a vegetable today. Please feel free to tag me if you decide to post tho<3

[brigittttoo]

promo: Codywan Big Bang from brigit, percy, & green!

So happy to finally introduce The World Offers Itself, our entry in this year's @codywanbigbang! Art is still being meticulously crafted, so you'll have to wait til march to see the beautiful fruits of percy and green's labour! In the mean time, here are the details of the project, and a little snippet of the fic! (thanks to mockspeed for codywanbb header art) Writer: brigitttt @brigittttoo (me, brigit, this blog) Artist: Percy @far-sector nsmorig & Green @thegreencarousel Rating: Explicit Word Count: 41k Pairing: Cody/Obi-Wan Major Warning(s)/Tags: Fantasy AU; Magic AU; Falling in love; Destiny and fate; Non-graphic body horror; Non-graphic monster killing; Canon-typical persecution of Jedi Posting Date: Monday, 14 March 2022 (pi day!) Summary: Cody and Obi-Wan embark on their journey to find the boy who will defeat the darkness, as foretold by the Jedi many centuries ago. On their way, they encounter fantastical nature, magic and monsters, and secrets surrounding the history of the Empire; sometimes, even a crafted fate cannot always go as planned. __________

Snippet: “There you are,” Obi-Wan says, and he gestures with the sword to the side of the stones. Setting his pack carefully against the doorway, Cody hunches down, and sees the faint grooves of carvings, and oh, there he is.

The lines are weathered and a little indistinct in places, perhaps once painted over but now bare, and there Cody is, the simple shape of a standing man with ax and sax blade in either hand. He is portrayed next to a picture of a mountain, the sinuous trail of the river winding down from it and underneath his feet. Following it along, the river reaches a little copse of fir trees and dips down, disappearing at the bottom edge of the stone, but the pictures keep going; a plain stretch that at first glance is unintelligible lines, until Cody realises it’s meant to be tall grass, dwindling down to the long flat line of a horizon, the hatches of a sun hovering overhead. Another figure stands there at the other end of this progression, dressed in desert clothing.

“How old are—how long ago was this made?” Cody asks at once, almost startled into speech. He unbends from his crouch but can’t quite keep his eyes off the carvings.

“They were already very old when I first saw them,” Obi-Wan says, and then his mouth tightens a fraction. “So I suppose they’re far older now.” He considers the carvings too, although Cody thinks they’re likely a more condensed version of what he must already know. Obi-Wan turns away then, taking the light of his sword with him, leaving Cody alone in the gloom with the pool of water, his own little portrait, and the boy they need to find.

[yukipri]

The Prime Override - Chapter 10 is up!

Codywan reunion time!

Rex's memories hadn't truly prepared Cody for seeing Obi-Wan, here.

Cody had already seen him in person, in the throne room. But the Prime's visor, the elevated throne, and Cody's deception had stood between them.

Now, a mere two steps separate them.

Also, won't be updating next week either, but perhaps a secret project will be going up in its place...?

(hint: Omegaverse, already posted on Patreon)

>> Read Ch 10 on AO3 <<

[theshinylizard]

Wish me luck for tomorrow. I’ve got a busy afternoon but if I work hard. I can post the sequel to this fic.

It’s for Codywan week. Tomorrow is Rako Hardeen and Spicy 😉

[elwenyere]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Thank you Chel and @adiduck for the asks!!! I am going to do this in the order that I wrote the fics, because my secret favorite children often earned that status for very different reasons (some of them by being little pests, honestly XD).

Three Little Words (MCU, Stony, M, 11.k)

“First of all,” Tony said, “and I need everyone to hear this on multiple levels: how dare you?”

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In the branching timeline, Thor has to restart Tony's heart, and Steve hears that Bucky is alive. Some things go differently, and some things stay the same. For starters, Steve and Tony are still terrible at saying those three little words.

This was a very early fic for me, and the first one I wrote where I really felt like I could hear the characters - like they were starting to boss me around. It also has one of my favorites of my many melodramatic finishes.

Longing (MCU, Sambucky, M, 11.8k)

"Hours later, when everything was well and truly fucked, Bucky would recognize the exact moment when he should have benched himself. It had happened in the dazed split-second between Sam flashing him a smile as he swan-dived out of the plane and Bucky almost leaping right after him, his parachute lying forgotten on the floor."

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Or, when Sam gets caught in a memory machine, Bucky goes in after him.

This fic ate my soul. I don't think I have eve gotten quite so deeply consumed in the process of writing a fic, and I feel happy to have gotten pretty close to the very hard thing I wanted to try to achieve.

Citation Needed (MCU, Stony, M, 30.5k) cowritten with @festiveferret

Historian Tony Stark has one year to get his book about WWII weapons technology under contract before he goes up for Full Professor at Stanley College. There's only one chapter left to finish, which is supposed to explain Peggy Carter's involvement with something called "Project Rebirth," but there are two problems: his trail of evidence goes cold every time he encounters references to an enigmatic soldier named Steven Rogers, and his stress levels shoot through the roof every time he runs into the endlessly frustrating new hire in Fine Arts, Dr. Grant.

This is the most extensively world-buildy AU I've ever written (including hilarious lines from Ferret and jokes from me that are punishingly niche...), and I also just had an absolute blast co-writing it: maybe the most fun I've had writing.

Good Soldiers (Star Wars, Codywan, M, 7.2k)

“Have I ever commended you on the vast array of sentiments you manage to convey with your ‘sirs’?” Obi-Wan asked wryly. “Someday I will persuade you to drop the appearance of formality - at least when you’re telling me I’m full of shit.”

“You’re welcome to keep believing that, sir,” Cody allowed. “Everyone needs something to look forward to.”

The rest of Obi-Wan’s smile faded, his expression growing thoughtful.

“Yes,” he murmured, “I suppose they do.”

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Or, 5 Times Cody and Obi-Wan Followed Orders + 1 Time They Followed Each Other

My first Codywan fic and probably the fic that sits most wonderfully at the intersection of "I wrote this because its demon spirit possessed me" and "I had fun writing this." XD I started watching TCW, read some spectacular fic, and then speed-ran through this in fit of intense self-indulgence.

Recollection (Star Wars, Codywan, E, WIP 17.4k)

CC-2224 had been compromised.

That had been the assessment delivered by Lieutenant Piett, the Imperial officer who met the returning Purge Troopers in the landing bay, and CC-2224 had accepted the new parameters and applied them to his current situation. He had been compromised in the field, and that was why his heart rate was tachycardic, his vision was blurred, and he was currently being dragged down the hall by the armpits, his wrists cuffed behind his back so that every step wrenched against his shoulders.

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Or, Eternal Sunshine of the Reconditioned Mind

It's often the case that my current fic is one of my favorite fics, but I think this karker will likely stay on the list, both because I have been really grabbed (throttled, frankly) by the premise and because I am trying so many things that scare the shit out of me (including my first smut scene...those other "Ms" are totally unearned, y'all, and when I post the final chapter of this I may expire due the mortifying ordeal of being perceived).

Thank you again to Chel and Adi for the asks!!!

[drowning-inthe-feels]

What happens in New York City, stays in New York City. Or that's what Obi-Wan hopes as he moves back to his hometown, despite having sworn to never return. When he and his high school crush Cody meet again, will an earlier miscommunication be resolved? And even more important, will his secret stay hidden?

My contribution to CodyWan Big Bang 2021!

Also check out the AMAZING art here! The art is so beautiful!

[isitmadness]

A Chance to Try

summary: Cody and Obi-Wan meet again after being separated for months and realize how much they missed each other.

characters/relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Commander Cody, Codywan

words: 4.9k

tags: AU - modern setting, angst with a happy ending, idiots in love, sad mutual pining, me: write some pure angst!, also me: BUT WHAT IF WE FINISH WITH FLUFF

a/n: This is a follow-up to Out of Chances to Give. I’m not sure it makes a whole lot of sense on its own, but I couldn’t leave those boys sad...Anyway, let me know what you think! (Comments and/or reblogs mean so much if you enjoyed it!)

Read it on a03

It had been eight months since Obi-Wan had left.

Eight months of freedom and quiet and nights spent not worrying if Obi-Wan would make it home on time, or at all. No messes left behind from his little half-finished projects, no dirty teacups left all over the house in nooks and crannies he’d never look in, no dirty clothes left right inside the bathroom door to trip over, no fighting, no--

No little projects cooked up as a way to make Cody’s life easier, no tea shared in the early mornings or late nights just because Obi-Wan said it helped to calm his nerves, no sweaters left hanging over the back of the chair for Cody to put on and snuggle into when he missed Obi-Wan the most.

He should have been happy there was no fighting, but he found it really only made him sad.

He missed Obi-Wan...desperately and it sat in his chest like a dull ache on most days.

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It didn’t at first.

At first there was a new-found sense of freedom. He and Obi-Wan had been together a little over three years—he hadn’t thought of anyone else for even longer than that. He had worked with Obi-Wan for years before he ever made his move—there really had only ever been Obi-Wan for a long time. But now there was no Obi-Wan and he was re-learning how to meet people and mingle and socialize in ways he hadn’t in a long time.

And so he tried a couple of new relationships, which started well then--

The eyes weren’t bright enough, they weren’t the right shade of blue, the corners didn’t crinkle when they laughed, the hair wasn’t the right ginger shade (or at all). They weren’t funny or sassy enough, their eyebrows didn’t arch after telling the horrible punchlines waiting for Cody’s reaction. They didn’t hum or sing. They didn’t gently card their fingers through his hair while he rested his ear against their chest.

He found himself looking for Obi-Wan everywhere but never found him.

In eight months he had talked to him twice. Once to tell him he had left behind some things, then again when they met up to pass them off. Obi-Wan didn’t look too different then—he still looked tired with dark circles around his eyes and Cody wondered if he got to sleep at all or if he just stayed at work all the time now. But that had been seven months ago. All Cody could hope was that he didn’t let it consume him.

He thought of Obi-Wan often and wondered if he’d ever get to a point where he wouldn't.

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Cody walked into the bright new cafe that early spring morning feeling a sense of renewal after the long, bleak winter. He was meeting a client for coffee in a part of town he didn’t frequent often, but he knew Obi-Wan’s brother and his family lived fairly nearby, and a tiny part of him wondered if he could run into them (he hoped he wouldn’t).

He stood in the back of the line, flipping through the different apps on his phone as the line slowly inched forward. The shop was busy and loud. He looked up and around hoping he hadn’t missed his contact yet, but he hadn’t seemed to. The line shuffled on, with names and orders being shouted for pick-up while music blared overhead. Cody finally looked up to watch the bustle of customers and workers as they made all the orders. Then suddenly, behind the counter, just barely showing above the top of the espresso machine, he saw the right shade of sandy-ginger hair. His heart sped up.

The man never looked up, presumably too busy making drinks, but Cody couldn’t take his eyes off of the top of his head. There was no way it was Obi-Wan. He was being ridiculous. Why would Obi-Wan be here working?

The line continued forward and Cody was next. He tried to crane his neck to get a look around behind the counter, but he was unsuccessful. Finally it was his turn.

“Yes, what can I get you?” The young lady behind the counter smiled even though Cody was basically ignoring her. Once he realized he was holding up the line, he looked at her.

“Oh, uh, coffee with room for cream and uh...a blueberry muffin, I guess.”

The lady pulled a cup and marker from behind the counter, “And name?”

“Oh, Cody.” His eyes snapped back to the man, their eyes finally met, and they both just stood there staring at each other.

It was Obi-Wan. And yet...it was almost not him.

His eyes were bright and warm, just like Cody had remembered them, and also that right shade of stormy blue. But the dark circles were nowhere near as pronounced. His hair was the same shade as before, but it was much longer than he had ever seen it. The bulk of it was pulled behind his head in a short ponytail, but a few pieces hung below his jaw, tucked behind his ears. And his beard was gone. He looked like a younger twin brother of his Obi-Wan.

He isn’t yours though, is he? A tiny voice in his head told him. You kicked him to the curb when he wasn’t always around to give you what you wanted.

Cody shook his head. The lady had said something to him, but he didn’t hear. “I’m sorry, what?” He turned to her then looked back and Obi-Wan was gone. She gave him his total again and he dug the money out of his pocket to pay.

When he finished, he walked to the end of the counter where the orders were placed and waited. He kept looking for Obi-Wan, but he never saw him again.

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The cafe on the other side of town was never anywhere near where Cody needed to be, but he found himself there a couple times a week hoping against hope that he would run into Obi-Wan again. He couldn’t ask for his schedule, that would be creepy, and they probably wouldn’t give it to him anyway… he already felt a bit ‘stalkery’ coming by so often, but he HAD to see Obi-Wan. He HAD to talk to him—even for just a minute.

Today there was no sign of him again, so he grabbed his coffee and left. As soon as he hit the pavement at the front of the shop, he heard a voice call to his right. “What are you doing?” He whipped around quickly, heart pounding in his chest. He would know that lilt anywhere.

Obi-Wan was leaning against the wall, right leg bent with his foot pressed against the brick building, and he was smoking. He thought Obi-Wan gave up smoking years ago. He just stared as he took a long drag then blew out the smoke. He pushed himself off the side of the building and turned to face Cody.

Obi-Wan was always lean, not too thin, but healthy. He appeared to have put a few pounds on, in addition to some muscle and Cody thought it suited him well. His hair was down this time and it fell almost to his shoulders, flipping at the ends. Cody found his fingers twitchy, wanting to run them through it. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and his apron appeared to be slung over his left shoulder.

“Obi-Wan?” It was all Cody could think to say. Of course it was him.

Obi-Wan stretched his arms out to the side then dropped them back down, “In the flesh.” He took two steps closer to Cody, but he was still out of arm’s reach. There was a hardness in Obi-Wan’s expression that Cody figured was directed at him. “You’ve discovered my great secret it seems.” He took another long drag from the cigarette—it was...distracting.

Cody blinked, “Your...your great secret?”

Obi-Wan took another step forward. “Found where I worked.”

Cody looked between the coffee shop and Obi-Wan. He knew he worked here, he’d seen it with his own eyes, but he had convinced himself that it was a one-off thing, that maybe Obi-Wan was volunteering to help, as a friend, or something...none of it make sense, but Obi-Wan working here didn’t make sense either. “You work here? Since when?”

Obi-Wan scrubbed a hand down his face, “I’m not sure why it matters, it’s just a job to make ends meet, to pay bills...but four months.”

Had Obi-Wan fallen on hard times? Did he lose his job? He didn’t think anything less of Obi-Wan, he just wanted to know why he was here and not in his old financial job. He had a million questions to ask and he was in danger of asking them all right this second. “Are you okay?”

Obi-Wan gave a short laugh. It sounded incredulous, even derisive. “I didn’t expect such pleasantries. I am well, I hope you and your family are, too.” As he started back towards the door, he threw his cigarette down and put it out with the toe of his boot, but Cody caught him by the arm. Obi-Wan looked down at where their skin met then back up at Cody who dropped it quickly.

“I need to talk to you,” Cody blurted out before he chickened out.

“Well, I have to go back to work, my break is over.”

Cody shook his head, “No, not here, not now. Later?”

Obi-Wan shrugged. “Text me time and place details—that is, if you kept my number.” Then he walked back inside leaving a very confused Cody standing on the sidewalk.

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Obi-Wan sat on the park bench, waiting. He wasn’t going to be late—not this time. He looked at the message in his phone again. He assumed that Cody had deleted his number long ago, wiping him out completely. He wasn’t sure how to feel now knowing that he still had it. But more than that, he didn’t expect he’d want to talk to him either. They hadn’t talked to each other in months, and it didn’t end exactly the greatest last time. Obi-Wan had made a fool of himself, groveling, and he wasn’t going to be doing that again.

But that ache in his chest was back. And had been since he saw him standing in line in the cafe that morning.

Over the months, he had managed to tamp it down, make it more of a dull ache instead, but it was very clear now that he had never gotten over Cody. He probably never would. He didn’t even want to hope that they could maybe be friends now. Hope was dangerous.

But he missed Cody, so he hoped anyway.

His leg was shaking out of nervousness as he looked around the city park looking for warm brown skin and short dark hair. He looked back at his watch—it seemed Cody was the late one now.

He had been turning over in his mind all the things he wanted to say, but couldn’t decide on any of them. They sounded too weak, too little, feeble attempts at making up for all the hurt he caused. He couldn’t undo any of it, so there was no point in even trying. He had stayed out of Cody’s life, just like he had asked. Then Cody had to come along and re-insert himself into his.

“Hello.” Obi-Wan turned his head and found Cody standing at the other end of the bench. He looked unsure, and a little tired himself. But still just as handsome as he always was. His hair was shorter than it had been—it seemed he had attempted to cut all the curl out of it, but Obi-Wan could tell that even short, it started to wave.

“Hello,” Obi-Wan finally replied and gestured for Cody to be seated. They sat two feet apart on the park bench, facing forward. Obi-Wan almost chuckled to himself imagining how stiff and ridiculous they looked. He turned to Cody again.

“Well--”

“I just--”

Of course they would start at the same time. “Please, you first,” Obi-Wan said. “This was your idea.” It came out rather irritable, and he didn’t really mean it that way, but well…

Cody cleared his throat, cutting his eyes over to Obi-Wan then back forward. “Hmm, well, yes...I just-- I guess I was surprised to see you working there and I wanted to make sure you were doing okay.”

Obi-Wan bit back what he really wanted to say—there really was no point in being short or difficult. “I’m fine, like I said before, it’s just a place to make some money to pay the bills, help Anakin and Padme with rent.”

Cody looked over at him, “Oh, you live with your brother?”

“Right now, yes. They have been kind enough to let me stay while I…” He was prepared to tell Cody everything. He guessed it didn’t matter if he knew or not. “I’m working on my master’s finally and don’t make enough at the shop to live on my own. They’ve been kind enough to let me stay. And I get to see and take care of Luke and Leia. It's mutually beneficial.”

“Ah,” Cody nodded at the almost-clinical description of his living arrangements. He knew that family meant the world to him. “So you don’t…?”

“Work at that other place?” Obi-Wan chuckled mirthlessly. “No. They saw fit to get rid of me two...three? Three months after yo--” Obi-Wan stopped that line of thinking. “Anyway, so here I am.”

“Here you are.”

Obi-Wan sighed, “And you’re here, too. Which I can’t understand.” It was out of his mouth before he could think better of it. He watched Cody wrestle with something - he looked down and away and didn’t respond for a while. “I know you came back to the shop several times after that first morning, too.”

Cody looked at him confused, “But I never saw you.”

“That’s because I didn’t want to be seen.” The corner of Obi-Wan’s mouth lifted slightly and he shook his head. “You think I wanted you to find me there?”

“Well, I....” Cody shifted and put out a hand, then quickly drew it back. “Listen, Obi-Wan, if you’re embarrassed, there’s nothing--”

“Of course I was embarrassed. I’m not embarrassed working there, no, but having you find me there… ‘oh there’s Obi-Wan, the great screw-up. Not only was he overworked and terrible at his job, he couldn’t even keep it!’” There was no humor in his laugh.

“Obi-Wan, I didn’t-- I wasn’t thinking that.”

Obi-Wan looked at his watch then stood abruptly. “Well, you’ve checked on me, you’ve seen that I’m okay. I need to be going or I’ll miss my bus.”

Cody stood, too. “I could give you a ride home, if you want. If you want…”

In the end, Obi-Wan couldn’t bring himself to accept the ride—not just yet. But he did agree to see him again in a few days’ time for dinner.

It would just be a dinner between acquaintances.

But could those acquaintances become friends again?

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Dinner was pleasant enough, but also at times quiet and awkward with neither of them knowing once again what to say. They got caught up on their families, which took some time, then talked about Cody’s job for a bit, but they were so very carefully avoiding the enormous elephant in the room. And Obi-Wan was growing antsy.

He put his fork down and took a long sip of his water. "Cody…" he started, but Cody cut him off.

"No, I'm sorry, I can't do this." Obi-Wan winced—it felt like that night eight months ago all over again. Why did he agree to this? It wasn't even his idea. "I'm-- I'm so sorry for how things ended all those months ago. I'm sorry for the way we parted that one time we met up. I'm sorry for my part in the breakdown of our relationship. Because of course it wasn't just you. We were partners, a team, and...oh gods, I've missed you so much. I didn't realize how much until I saw you again in the shop, and I...I had tried to move on, but I didn't do a very good job of it, I guess. I couldn't, I can't...and, I'm not here with any expectations, I just want you to know that, I just wanted to see you and talk to you and make sure you're okay." Cody exhaled and sat back.

Obi-Wan was stunned. He very nearly took all the words right out his mouth. But...Cody still missed him? He tried to calm the hammering of his heart.

"Cody, I-- I don't know what to say."

He shook his head, "You don't have to say anything, I guess, if you don't want to." Cody looked at him and gave him a soft, encouraging smile. And Obi-Wan couldn't find any of his words anymore. He only knew he wanted to kiss him so badly.

Cody put his hand out on the table, palm up. Obi-Wan looked down and hesitated, unsure of what this would mean, of what Cody wanted. He wanted, but he was afraid. Time seemed to slow and stop.

"Oh," Cody said quietly as he pulled his hand back into his lap. "I'm sorry, I think-- maybe we should get the check." They had both screwed up again.

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It was stupid, it was too soon, why would Obi-Wan want him back after kicking him out? He was a fool. All of these things Cody thought to himself as he paced their old living room.

They had paid their checks and parted on the sidewalk quickly as it had begun to rain. Cody insisted on giving him a ride home, but Obi-Wan had adamantly refused, claiming the bus was just fine. Cody knew it was an excuse, and he couldn't deny being hurt, but he supposed he deserved it. There were no plans to talk or see each other again. Obi-Wan didn't request that Cody not come back to the shop, but Cody felt it was implied anyway.

A quick burst of lightning flashed followed shortly by a long rumble of thunder, and Cody hoped that Obi-Wan had made it to the bus station before the worst of the storm hit. He flopped down on the couch and pulled out his phone to text him. That was normal to check on a friend, he told himself, to make sure they made it.

But instead, he opened the thread of texts. He hadn't...hadn't deleted any of them, and it didn't take him long to find texts from their breakup or texts from even longer before, going back as much as two years. Texts where Obi-Wan had sent him some random fact he had discovered while reading, a photo of Leia sitting in a mud puddle, a small grocery list, simple declarations of love...and his chest ached. He laid his head back on the couch cushion and closed his eyes listening to the rain, his neighbors upstairs, and loud rushing of blood through his ears.

He jerked up when someone banged on his door. He felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest. It had to be Obi-Wan, it had to…

But he remained fixed to the spot, unable to move. After what felt like an eternity in his own mind, he jumped up and ran to the door, throwing it open and finding no one there. He burst out of the maisonette just in time to catch that ginger hair moving quickly toward the main entryway.

"OBI-WAN!" He didn't care if he woke every neighbor in the building or even the street. To his surprise, Obi-Wan did stop and turned. He was soaked. Water was gathering in a puddle at his feet and his long hair hung limply around his face. He was breathing quickly and looked as if he was reading to take off. They both remained frozen to their spots.

"Obi-Wan, please come inside, you're soaked. You'll get sick." Cody was taking a risk, he knew, but he hoped it would pay off. Obi-Wan had come back—it was more than he ever could have hoped.

Obi-Wan hesitated then looked down. "I don't-- I'm not sure that's such a good idea."

Cody sighed, "Just get warm then you can go home. Think of your family." A cheap ploy, he knew, but he didn't care—as long as it worked.

He looked at Cody then started back up the stairs slowly. "All right."

When they got back inside, he helped him take off his jacket then took it to the kitchen sink, where he left it to start drying. Obi-Wan stood in the middle of the kitchen thinking of all the meals they had cooked together there, the cups of tea shared, the cold leftovers he subjected himself to—not that that had been Cody's fault...then the kisses and that one time they had--

"Come on, you know you can't stand there in those wet things." Cody stood in the doorway of the kitchen, an inscrutable expression on his face. Obi-Wan knew he was right, but he knew it would prolong his stay. He should have just caught the bus like he was supposed to.

But he nodded anyway and followed Cody up those familiar stairs to that familiar bathroom. "Just wait here, okay?"

Obi-Wan huffed a laugh, "Where do you think I'm going like this?" Cody just shook his head and left.

Everything was nearly the same, maybe some new touches here and there, but it was all so very Cody, just how it had been months ago and Obi-Wan was finding it harder and harder to be here. He looked at himself briefly in the mirror then sat down on the edge of the tub. What was he going to say? Why had he run back? Why didn't he take his hand at dinner? Why would Cody want him?

"Okay, here's a towel," Cody said, startling Obi-Wan out of his trance. He jumped up quickly and took it and a change of clothes from his hands. "That...I hope that still fits." Obi-Wan looked at the sweatpants and t-shirt and recognized it immediately as one of Cody's old university shirts that Obi-Wan had stolen many times. He had kept it. He couldn't hold back the sob any longer.

"Cody, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...for everything." He covered his face with his hands and cried. Cody's heart was breaking. Even a month ago he couldn't see himself here. He wasn’t sure they’d ever speak again. He had felt for a long time that if they ever did, then he would have to be the first one to do it, but he never had the courage. But now Obi-Wan was back, sobbing in their once-shared bathroom, and he was angry at himself for many things.

He slowly reached out, afraid that Obi-Wan would refuse his touch, but he surprisingly let himself be pulled into Cody's arms where he held onto him tightly. It felt good and familiar and right. Cody ran a soothing hand down his back, nearly ready to cry himself with how much he missed this.

They stood there for a long time, both afraid of once again making the first move, both not wanting to pull away. But finally Cody did. He reached up and put his hands on either side of Obi-Wan’s face, "Change your clothes and come downstairs, okay?" Obi-Wan nodded again and Cody left him alone.

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Everything was feeling so painfully just how it once was that Cody didn't know if he'd be able to handle Obi-Wan leaving, and the two of them going on just as they had been. It was selfish, but he couldn't help it, he knew he still loved him.

He stirred milk in Obi-Wan’s tea and walked out to the living room just in time to see Obi-Wan coming down the stairs. He had attempted to towel-dry his hair, making it wilder than he had seen it in a very long time, and he had changed and looked comfortable and cozy in Cody's clothes. Something ignited low in his gut.

"Here you are," Cody said, holding out the tea which Obi-Wan took gratefully. "Come sit down."

"Thank you." Obi-Wan tucked one leg under himself and sat down carefully on one end of the couch while Cody took the other. Obi-Wan couldn't quite meet his eyes yet, but he could feel them on him.

"Obi-Wan, I--"

"No," Obi-Wan interrupted, setting his cup down on the coffee table. "I think I need to speak first this time. That's what I had come here to do."

Cody blinked at him several times, "Well, then go ahead."

Obi-Wan exhaled slowly, "Cody, I never ever meant to put you or what we had on the back burner. And I'm sorry. I hated the decisions I was forced to make—you or the never-ending work projects—and I hate that I didn't push back more. I'm sorry I let them. Later when you… when we were through, they pushed harder, but all I could do was be grateful that it would no longer affect you. I knew you'd be happy, or could be happy, without me dragging you down." At this Cody frowned. "When they let me go, I was devastated, as maybe you could imagine, but then with sudden clarity, I realized it was the best thing that could ever happen. But the victory felt hollow without you. I've missed you terribly, and I don't know if I have a right to say any of this, but I can't help it, I need to.”

It was Cody’s turn to be stunned. He watched as Obi-Wan leaned forward, grabbing his cup and taking another sip of his tea.

"I’ve enjoyed my time working at that shop, but I'm still a bit embarrassed by you finding me there like that," Obi-Wan shrugged one shoulder. "I don't know what I was thinking, but I had hoped that perhaps I'd be back on track before I saw you again…" He set the cup down once more. Before he saw him again? Cody sat up slightly.

"I told you, Obi-Wan, it's nothing to be embarrassed about, but… but perhaps you could explain, before you saw me again?"

Obi-Wan finally looked at him, "I suppose it was a foolish notion, especially given the way we parted when we last saw each other but, well, I kept holding onto hope for some reason—it was all I had. Finish school, get a different job, become worthy of you…" He gave Cody that sweet half-smile, and Cody adored that it was so visible now since his beard was still gone. But that was neither here nor there.

"Worthy of me??" Cody asked incredulously. "Obi-Wan, you were always worthy. Surely you don't think that somehow you weren't then, or even now?" He didn't know what to do with this information.

Obi-Wan looked down and away with a chuckle, "Well...I…"

"Obi-Wan," he reached out and grabbed his hand before he could think twice about it. Thankfully, he didn't recoil from the touch. "I love you. I always have. I never stopped. I'm ashamed to admit I tried, but it was impossible—you were everywhere and nowhere. I'm so sorry for the way I treated you, I was… upset, and neither of us did a good job of communicating." He could feel Obi-Wan’s hand shaking. He scooted closer to him and put his hand on his cheek so he'd look at him. "Obi-Wan, I love you."

Obi-Wan stared at him, wide-eyed, wanting to fall backwards into the couch and forward into Cody's arms at the same time. He chose the latter.

They fell backwards, Obi-Wan knocking the breath out of Cody's chest and laughed. Obi-Wan grabbed Cody's face and planted kisses all over it, much to Cody's amusement. Each kiss was punctuated with "I love you, I've always loved you," until Obi-Wan got a hold of himself and realized what he was doing, what he'd done.

He started to pull away but Cody wrapped his arms around him tighter. "No! You can't leave, I don't want you to." Obi-Wan smiled and dove in for another soft, chaste kiss. “Stay, please stay.”

Obi-Wan pulled back and looked at him. He supposed he was trying to find any trace that Cody might be having him on, playing some cruel trick. But Cody wasn’t cruel. “Do you mean it?”

Cody kissed him once more, then stroked his hair back off his face. His face was so very dear—how did he let it go? He sighed. “I know this is a lot right now, and I don’t mean to push you, I’m sorry. You can have my bed, I’ll sleep on the couch--”

“No, no, no, you impossible man,” Obi-Wan interrupted with such fondness in his voice. “I’ll take the couch, I’ve slept on it many times.” He tried to ignore that phantom ache in his chest.

“Obi-Wan…” Cody said exasperatedly.

“Cody…” Obi-Wan returned with a grin. He loved it when he said his name.

Cody knew he wouldn’t win, but he was completely fine with it. As long as Obi-Wan was here with him and that they would have a chance to try.