The Nightblood Family We Deserved

Fanfiction that I might get around to some day

This is the early stages of the war and Cody has just been assigned to General Obi-Wan and his padawan. Its supposed to be an amazing assignment that all the other clone officers were super jealous of but as soon as Cody touched down on the newly launched Negotiator he is faced with some Issues. Mainly having to deal with his super not at all appropriate crush for his General and said General's super not at all jealous brat.

Cody is a grown adult (technically) and physical he's five or six years older than Anakin at this point. He knows he shouldn't be petty. But this brat keeps pushing his buttons. Whenever they're in the same room, Anakin hisses at him. The other day someone messed with the straps on Cody's armor and all his plating fell off during a meeting with the high council. Someone put salt in his blaster's charging port. Cody wants so badly to act childish back and pull an equally shitty prank but then he looks over at his General (who practically breathes maturity, refinement and kindness) and decides that giving that little shit-bird of a padawan a lesson might not be worth it if he makes Obi-Wan upset-or if he looses his job but he doubts that will happen.

This goes on for a whilst Cody suffers in silence. The other commanders are convinced their vod deserves a metal for how much he has to put up with. It looks like this is going to keep going on until after Anakin is knighted and given his own ship to command. But then Cody discovers a solution. It's been a really long battle, he's tired and probably a little delirious so when there's no reason why that when ship's officers are all convened for a meeting, Cody decides to tell his General that he looks really good fighting alongside the vode. It's a quiet remark, meant only for Obi-Wan to hear. Cody's General smiles gently, shooting back another equally flirty remark. And then some low ranking admiral asks Obi-Wan a question and they turn back to their original conversation.

But Anakin must have overheard, how could he not? He's always standing so close to Obi-Wan. When Cody looks over the padawan's face is as white as a sheet and quickly turning a gross looking red. He's about to ask Anakin if he's alright, maybe apologize. But then he gets an awful, awful idea.

And that's what the Negotiator would look like for the next couple of months. Anakin spends his free time playing borderline cruel pranks on his clone commander which prompts Cody to start publicly flirting with Obi-Wan. As the pranks get more aggressive so does the flirting until Cody out right slaps his generals ass in the middle of a battle. All the other clones are convinced they're about to see Anakin die of shock. When Anakin is finally promoted to the rank of jedi knight and given his own battalion everyone's convinced the rivalry will stop. Until one day right before the events of the clone wars tv takes place and Anakin gets his own padawan, he pays a visit to Obi-Wan after a battle. No one can find the General or his Commander anywhere. But at some point during the battle talks, Anakin walks in looking ill, following right behind him is Obi-Wan and Cody. They're both smirking, completely covered in love bites.

The Clone War was obviously a very stressful time for most beings in the galaxy. Most of all, the clones - and the last thing any jedi wants on their hands is a bunch of stressed soldiers running around. So, naturally, General Kenobi thought up a way to help reduce the stress levels of not only himself, but his troops. I present to you: Yoga with General Kenobi.

- the thing with being in the middle of a galactic war meant that they were always on the move; sometimes it was unavoidable that the meetings had to be in the middle of a campaign. therefore there was no set place where they met, and they would instead do it wherever suited best at the time... be it an old battlefield, in the hanger, the troops' quarters and even sometimes (in emergency situations) on the bridge.

- after years of jedi training and meditation practice, obi-wan was quite a qualified instructor. the 212th particularly enjoyed it; it was a nice opportunity for them to take off their armour and stretch out in their blacks.

- obviously, commander cody was the best at it. they didn't know how exactly you can be the 'best' at yoga, but he managed it.

- one thing nobody was expecting however, was the dedication of boil to these sessions. he was always there right on time, armour off, ready to begin. no matter where they were, no matter if the other troopers weren't even aware of the meeting, he'd be there. sometimes his dedication even startled obi-wan.

- the sessions would usually start with the general asking them to sit down cross legged and close their eyes, which was always an amusing test of the clones' suppleness. (most of them preferred to sit with their legs out in front of them)

- there was never an ordinary session. obi-wan always remembers that time they'd been in the middle of a downward dog and anakin walked into the room and just... stood there with a shocked face before backing out slowly.

- no less than 10 seconds later, none other than a very energetic fives burst into the room: "GENERAL SKYWALKER SAID YOU WERE DOING YOGA-"

- and from then on, when on missions together, it was inevitable that over half of the 501st would also join in (obi-wan had to find bigger spaces to do it, it was getting so crowded)

- cody managed to convince rex to join in once, and it resulted in so much teasing from echo and fives that he swore off yoga for life.

- wondering where all his troopers had disappeared to, anakin would search the base and surrounding areas until he found them, at which point hardcase's wild gesturing meant that he had to participate.

- despite being reluctant at first ("i've got THINGS to do-"), anakin soon discovered that yes, yoga was actually quite enjoyable, and it also equated to training as well, which resulted in him dragging along ahsoka.

- it would have been quite an amusing sight; walking into a room (or a field) of the finest republic soldiers completely silent and intently gazing at two jedi generals, one commander, and raising their arms above their heads whilst doing breathing exercises.

- as it happened, this did happen once, when they were stationed on coruscant. boil had been insistent that they continue the sessions (obi-wan had to admit, he had seen a drastic change in their flexibility) and spread the word.

- the clones collectively decided that the mess hall was the only space big enough, and began to move anything they could out of the way. after generals kenobi and skywalker had arrived, they began the session.

- as it happened, mace windu and master yoda needed to speak with obi-wan and anakin regarding new strategies, but they couldn't find them anywhere, nor any of their troopers. it was like they'd simply disappeared.

- after trundling around for quite some time, the two masters stumbled upon the mess hall, and what they saw when they opened the door made them freeze in their tracks.

- it was packed full of clones, armourless, on blankets and mats and anything else that was soft, in various positions, staring up at the front where obi-wan was demonstrating the scorpion pose, anakin was trying to clamber onto obi-wan's knees and see how long he could balance there, and ahsoka was staring at them, half concerned, half amused.

- nobody noticed the two masters silently watching as anakin toppled to the ground and obi-wan over balanced, flipping on top of him, whilst the hall erupted into laughter. every person in the hall looked free of stress in that moment: content, happy, simply enjoying not being on the battlefield for once.

- yoda and mace exchanged a glance; maybe the strategy talks could wait a while.

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I thought that was adorable!

Alternative to the “Who is the man and who is the woman in the relationship?” bullshit...

“Who is the emotionally repressed one and who is the human embodiment of a golden retriever?”

I didn’t mean to screenshot her right at this moment, but she’s so darn cute here. Caption: Lana Beniko: I knew you were alive. I felt it.

I’ve decided that starting a 50k+ fanfic at 3 in the morning when you have to wake up early is not a rookie mistake but in fact a time honored tradition of ao3 veterans

Have you ever asked yourself: “What does the skunk say?” unmute to find out

Kaas City shines in the rain.

The Republic news always shows it as grim and forbidding, endlessly smothered by floods. But anyone who’s lived here knows the city was built to be beautiful in a downpour. Gutters made of strengthened glass, refracting light into shining patterns as the water courses through them; funnels and spouts that catch the rain it trickles down buildings, channelling it into fountains.

Lana shines in the rain, too. But then, Lana always shines.

Neyna doesn’t bother to hide her smile as she leads Lana out onto the balcony of her apartment. This feels like the right place to talk: appropriately dramatic, what with the drumming of the rain on the canopy above their heads, and the city a shimmering artwork all around them. And here, she gets to see Lana in the light of the city. See the highlights and shadows thrown over her face. It’s a breathless experience – even though her robes are soaked and her hair’s sticking to her face – and Neyna very badly wants to kiss her.

She wonders if Lana has noticed her repeated glances towards her lips. Probably. Hopefully.

‘You didn’t have to come here in this downpour,’ Neyna says, leaning against the parapet. ‘Or if you did, you could have taken a taxi with a roof.’

‘I took the first one I saw as soon as I learned you were home.’ Lana smiles, and stars, Neyna will never get over what that does to her insides. ‘I wanted to see you as soon as I could. Besides, you didn’t have to buy me flowers, either.’

She’s still holding them, a explosion of amber-coloured petals – which, Neyna is delighted to see, match her eyes perfectly. ‘I did, really. It seems like the least kind of apology I can make for apparently-dying on you. And for taking so long to let you know I was alive.’

Lana is silent for a moment, her fingers twining around the flower stems. Then she says, ‘I missed you.’

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