#some are codywan and some are oc-related

[panravenc]

WIP Tag Game!

Tagged by: @getal-the-twilek

Rules: In a new post, list the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

the first sunrise on earth

wake to the singing of the sunbirds

kisses2

till the suns grows cold and the stars grow old

sickfic but make it two-shot

orbiting sunhearts

codywan playlist drabbles

lillium grove

the black swan

vals in the mando clan wars

war on meteor city

the ruins of a softer world

pantoran metamorphosis

solstice raptures

the hawthorn archives

camellias, part iv

A/N: The last three WIPs are not Star Wars-related.

Tagging: @kraftykelpie, @bladelei. Without any pressure! Since anyone else I know is already tagged, and I have too many WIPs: everyone, please consider this an open invitation and feel free to participate with me if you want to.

[greenestkite]

Star Wars Fic Wips

ok i wanted to compile some of my favourite of my own star wars fic wips (all pre empire bc i cant even with the empire), because its gotten to the point where im drowning in folders and documents of ideas, so without further ado!

please ask me questions about them bc i need a reason to think about them!

Angry Queer Punk Obi-Wan: 17 yr old Obi-Wan returns from a shit show of a mission, and ends up at a punk bar, whereupon he's adopted by a group of punks and pulled into political demonstrations and organized resistance against incompetent politicians (also a songfic featuring a plethora of punk songs but mostly Against Me!)

Cody crash lands on Obi-Wan's farm Basically what it says on the tin and Obi-Wan takes care of Cody while he's injured. Codywan, no war/sith, they're both mandalorians

Jedi Mandalorian Culture Exchange: Arla Fett and Jaster Mereel both live, and Galidraan goes very differently; Jaster and Dooku realize they were set up, and in a bid to fix jedi/mando political relations decide to start an exchange program between senior padawans and mandalorians (ages like,, 16-25), this is the type of exchange where theres overlap in timing, so both partners are in the same place at the same time. Cody and Obi-wan are paired up and also mandalore (the planet) is probably not actually desolate

Mandalorian!Obi-Wan fics: theres about 5 different flavours of this one, with a plethora of mandalorian OCs, and in varying shades of obi-wan: before Obi-Wan goes to the jedi, post bandomeer, post mandalore mission, phantom menace timeline (basically i've thought about this one a lot lol)

QuinObi Missions: Mandalorian Obi-Wan keeps running into Jedi Shadow Quinlan Vos while trying to complete mission, and Quin keeps interfering. Quinlan falls in love (with the mandalorian he knows as Ben, who's face he's never seen) while Obi-Wan slowly puts together the clues that the hinderance to his missions is his childhood friend and first crush. possibly a 5+1 fic if i can think of enough points (bc i think the format would work well for the idea)

[m00ntunaart]

Hello!!! Love your art. If you don't mind me asking, out of curiosity, who are the parents of your kid ocs in your post-clone wars au? You totally don't have to answer if you don't want to.

Anywho stay hydrated!!!

Hi! Thank you! I’m glad you like my silly doodles :)

I’m assuming you’re talking about Naak and Kyber from my ‘Clones, but Not Exactly’ video. ‘I was planning on making some more art related posts as a “parent reveal” but eh, I can just tell you lol.

Naak’s parents are Aayla Secura and Commander Bly! So he looks the way he does because his half human half Twi’lek. In this AU Aayla and Bly get married a while after the war and have Naak (the Order is going through some reforms that allow Jedi to be in more open relationships, thanks to Anakin and Padmé). In this AU clones aren’t sterile, but they have low fertility so children of clones are very rare. So Naak is very loved by his millions of uncles lol.

Kyber’s “parents” are Cody and Obi-Wan! I say parents in quotes because he’s complicated lol. Short answer is he’s adopted. Long answer he’s a clone but he was made with Obi-Wan’s old lightsaber kyber crystal (the one he lost in the power generator in The Phantom Menace) which was retrieved by the Sith. They made him in a trial of trying to make force sensitive clones (after all, with all the Jedi dying in the war there’s an abundance of kyber crystals around to use if this experiment worked). So physically he’s just a clone with a kyber crystal in his chest (who ages normally) but he’s kinda connected/descended from Obi-Wan in the force due to the crystal? I don’t have the whole idea planned out but I imagine Obi-Wan felt the distant pull of his old kyber crystal (though he didn’t know that’s what he was feeling at the time) and found an excuse to get his battalion to Kamino. There it’s actually Cody who finds a baby Kyber (since Cody always seems to find Obi-Wan’s lightsaber and Kyber kinda is an extension of that). Then all hell breaks loose in the wake of finding this Kyber crystal tubie. And I won’t get into now but as said in Kyber’s bio in the video, his parents (Cody and Obi-Wan) end up killing the chancellor (finding Kyber lead to them digging around and finding out about the Chancellor/Sith Lord). Which is why Kyber has a fake last name, Kar’ts (his real last name is Kenobi), since his parents are wanted for supposed political assassination (the public doesn’t know The Chancellor was the Sith Lord).

Sorry lol, went off for a moment there but I love an excuse to yap. But yeah! Naak is a Blyla kid and Kyber is a Codywan kid!

[oathkeeperoxas]

💖🦄🫘💥???

💖 What is your primary writing goal for this year?

I want to finish my two poor codywan fics 😭😭 they've been languishing since 2022... I need to put them out of their misery

🦄 Is there a new POV you'd like to try writing?

Maybe Bradley! I've been mulling over over a 5+1 piece of outside povs of Mav, and while there are some I would be comfortable writing (Slider, OCs) I don't know if I can properly grapple with the layers Bradshaw jnr has. I don't really like Bradley as a person, but as a character I have to admit that he's got so very much going on for him. I've dabbled in some unposted other wips but this idea would really be cutting to the heart of him and I think it would be fun to try that!

🫘 Spill the beans. What's a new project you're doing this year?

ahaha probably not what you're expecting but after all the selkie talk for saintspy in discord now I wanna do a selkie au for them so so bad 🥺🥺 there's no one else in this kitchen but I WILL cook

💥Is there a chapter, scene, or WIP you're most excited to write? Share a snippet or tell us about it!

I wrote about 20k of pure angst over nano (squeezing Ice like he's a chew toy) and it doesn't really make sense out of context but I'll let you guess what wip it's for ;) more under the cut! I really do want to finish this fic this year

New Year Writer Goal Asks

He spoke to Slider a few weeks ago, so he shares the conversation because he can’t think of anything else. They’re both back in San Diego for the week, but soon enough they’ll both depart – what point is there in talking about the house, or what’s new that’s happening around here, or what’s changed since last year? Mav nods along to his news of Slider and then tells Ice about a few of his former TOP GUN students that he’s run into while on deployment. Ice asks about if they’re keeping up to TOP GUN standards and Mav hems and haws and says yes but that there’s always room to learn and grow. The Iraqis are fond of RPGs, and that’s the next frontier they’re learning about: how to fly to avoid getting shot down. Neither of them mention the US soldiers which have been captured on foreign soil. Ice doesn’t want to think about that in relation to Mav, and it’s one more thing that he puts out of his mind. Easier to talk about killing people instead.

Is this all they can talk about? Death and work and the weather? They used to laugh and argue and test themselves against each other. Ice hasn’t smiled once in the whole time they’ve been here, and Mav has cracked a few jokes but they’ve fallen flat for them both. Mav has their feet pressed together under the table, and he’s still got that look on his face that he did yesterday when he tried to ask Ice what the fuck was going on – he’s still worried. Why? What has Ice done this week to deserve that loyalty? Is fucking him really all it takes? Ice is bad at that. Mav could really do a lot better. They don’t live in the same country anymore, let alone the same state, and it’s pure chance that they have this week together. Ice pushes the last of his pasta around his plate and Mav steals a bite from him. Ice doesn’t protest. He’s pathetic and he can’t even hide it and Mav is pitying him for it. Mav is going to leave him. It’s a fucking miracle he hasn’t already. Ice is an unpleasant person to be around these days. He doesn’t know how to have a normal conversation anymore. The only things he can talk about to Mav are work and life-admin tasks. He shuts the fuck up and Mav talks a bit about the new food he’d tried overseas and how nice it was, then tells a funny story about the people there who fed it to him. Ice isn’t really paying attention. Can’t focus. He feels like complete shit, like he’s been hit with a car or been on back to back shifts with no sleep for forty-eight hours or like someone has beat him half to death. Barely grunting answers when Mav asks a question. Doesn’t finish his food. Pays with his credit card at the counter and doesn’t even bother looking at the total. Drives Mav home with the streetlights blurring around him.

Mav is quiet when they get into the house. Ice hangs his jacket up and takes his tie off, the rasping of the silk against his rough hands only darkening his mood. He doesn’t turn any of the lights on and Mav doesn’t either. It’s late, and they should go to bed, and Mav is brushing his teeth but Ice escapes outside to smoke. He doesn’t know if that makes him feel better or not. Inside, Mav doesn’t talk, kisses him, even though his nose scrunches up at the tar in Ice’s mouth. Ice apologises for it and goes and brushes his teeth. In bed, Mav kisses him again but doesn’t do anything else.

He’s not going to do anything else.

Ice closes his eyes for a long moment before reaching out. If the sex is what’s keeping Mav with him then he has to try. He has to show Mav that he wants this too. Mav rises against him eagerly; so he’d wanted this, but hadn’t tried to get it. The confusing sickness in his head gets heavy again. He pushes it away. If he controls what they do, if he doesn’t let Mav ask, then they can have normal sex and that’s fine. It only goes bad when he thinks about it too much, so he doesn’t think about it. And he does want to touch Mav. On Ice���s terms, with Ice in control, it’s so good to feel his wide shoulders and taste his musk and kiss him languidly. On Ice’s terms, sex with Mav can make the rest of the world stop mattering.

He wants that. He needs that.

He pushes Mav back into the bed and swings a leg up over him. He’s still wearing his pants and shirt, but he gets Mav naked and touches every part of him he can reach, kissing and licking and sucking. Neither of them say anything. It’s not that kind of night. Mav’s hand cups the back of his head, strokes his jaw, supports Ice and brings him to where Mav wants. Ice tastes his sweat and follows it, nipping and biting so that Mav will look at the marks on his skin and know that Ice was there, Ice wanted him, Ice did this to him. Taking Mav into his mouth is blissful. He tastes better than dinner did. Ice strokes what he can’t fit in his mouth slowly, not wanting to rush this. This is what he’s been missing, for months on end – the ability to get the fuck out of his head. When Mav firms his grip on Ice’s skull, Ice moans and softens his mouth and lets him. Like this, giving Mav what he wants – letting Mav take – there’s nothing better. Nothing better at all. 

He jerks himself off afterwards, quickly while Mav is panting and sprawled in the blankets. At least he knows what to expect if he’s touching himself, and if he doesn’t think about it then it’s fine. It’s all fine. He can finish and get up and wash his hands and go and sit on the verandah and have another cigarette and it’s fine. They don’t have to talk about it, so they don’t. End of story.

[silverdragonoid]

I just reached one hundred playlists on Spotify and have been wanting to share some of them for a while now, so I'll start with my Star Wars-related ones. I currently have 10.5 in total but can't share all of them yet cause they're related to fanfics I haven't published yet, but I'll add them eventually. Masterlist below the cut (pls tell me if something doesn't work)

My Star Wars Playlists - Masterlist

Clones

dedicated to all clone troopers in general - mainly about the Clone Wars Era and a bit (post-)Order 66 (not ordered)

2. Path to the Dark Side

not like my normal villain playlist but with a focus on the moment when and the reasons why one would turn to the Dark Side (not ordered)

3. Codywan

what it says on the tin - throughout all events & possible reuinion (not ordered)

4. POV: you're in love with Captain Rex

what it says on the tin - throughout all eras (the first and arguably my best) (not ordered but the first eight songs are crucial imo)

OC Stuff

5. Commander Silver

this is about one of my original clone characters. I haven't published much about them yet but I swear there's so. much. in the works. (not ordered)

6. Captain Rate

this is about my other original clone (not ordered)

I hope you discover something you like. More will be added but that depends on how fast I can finish my stories oof. If you have any suggestions please tell me<3