#commander kote

[enigmatist17]

He remembers the day he was first called Kote.

The pride had swelled in his chest so much he smiled, a real smile as vod alike hugged him after they were allowed to rest after a brutal day of training. Sure, his nose was broken and still bloodied, but the adrenaline of being named was enough to drown out the pain as he and his brothers celebrated with stolen rations and a drink of unspoken origin.

Kote remembers the day his name changes to Cody, hidden under the title of Commander as the war begins.

He's not sure why it has to change, but figures the Jetti they now finally serve don't understand the name. The one called Kenobi hadn't had trouble with it after he had chased Jango and his kih'vod off and away from Komino, but the longnecks say he is Cody, so now he is. Commander Cody's reputation spreads from the beginning of the war with both how quickly he takes to leadership and with the particular Jetti he serves, his yellow armor a beacon for most when he and the 212th charge across the battlefield. He's the first of 4 to be promoted to Marshal Commander, Cody grinning underneath his bucket at the cheers from his men, and the joy radiating from his General as he pins the commendation on his armor.

Cody remembers the day Obi-Wan said his name softly, walking beside the commander toward whatever they had been doing.

They never did make it to their final destination, instead, Cody nearly kicks down the door to an empty room and drags the Jetti inside. Lips meet before their brains catch up, and that damn cloak he's always dropping on the battlefield is now in the way as he aches to hold Obi-Wan close. He can't remember when he started wanting Obi-Wan, the man who understood his normally neutral mannerisms without the need to ask, and completed him in a way he never knew he was incomplete. Cody could melt when Obi-Wan cups his face, saying something but going unheard as he drank in those dazzling eyes and reddened cheeks, smiling for the first time in a long while. He's never been a selfish man, but Cody can't help but think that Obi-Wan is the first thing he's ever wanted for his own, and hopes that it will be easy to make this clear. Of course, Cody doesn't have to try, Obi-Wan always knows, calling him dear and darling after they eventually leave their little spot away from the world.

Cody remembers the first day he was just Cody to those he loves, Commander by day to clean up the corruption and devastation from a war finally ended.

It was a long process, just because the Sith behind it all was gone did not mean his collaborators were just going to stop, but it was fulfilling. Clankers were cut down with ease now they didn't have the drop on the clone troopers, and the rapidly dwindling numbers meant more time away from the front lines. More time to see worlds he had only seen in snippets or brief times on the surface, time to see survivors they'd help save, time to sit in the Temple on Coruscant and listen to Obi-Wan be a leading force towards a better Republic. Cody still finds it strange that most natborns were less hostile as the days pressed on, and sometimes sits with Fox to wonder if the Sith could control so many people on the neverending planet, to which they both shrug and agree that the Force was too weird to try and figure out.

Cody remembers the first time little Luke and Leia called him Ori'vod Kote, the little tubies scooped up into his arms with matching giggles.

Kote enjoys living on Naboo whenever he can drag Obi-Wan away from his work, chuckling when Luke usually traces his many scars while Leia asks for stories with an intense look on her face. He wonders how quickly a tubie can become a Senator, a question that causes Padme to launch into laughter and Skywalker to cover his face with his hands, which in turn makes their children laugh. Kote sometimes thinks of having his own tubies when he and Obi-Wan leave the planet after their visits but knows that their work needs to be finished before that can be allowed, as none of his will live in such a dangerous universe. Still, his (slightly still dangerous) life that Kote has is as perfect as it can be for now, and that's all he really needs.

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Happy 2/2/24 day to my favorite Marshal Commander!

#cody day 2224 #coday #commander cody #cc 2224 #star wars #codywan #kote #commander kote

[arecait]

The troopers deserve 70s era short shorts

#wolffe #fox #cody #kote #rex #star wars #clone troopers #commander fox #commander wolffe #commander cody #captain rex

[ominouspuff]

Kote’s House

Kote’s first house is a pathetic thing, and he is incurably proud of it. The twi’lek he purchased it from very evidently could not make up his mind what to do with a man that grinned while he haggled, but it was the first time Kote had haggled over a purchase of his very own. He had thoroughly enjoyed it.

The house is built for one being, and a compact being at that, but Kote doesn’t have much. Moving in is quick, and most of his efforts during the next few days after go into attempting ambitious repairs for things he doesn’t know the first thing about. 

His plumbing is an issue, he knows. Something is getting blocked up. Somehow while trying to fix the kitchen tumbler, his fresher spout explodes.

He hadn’t kept his new house a secret from anyone by any means, but it is still surprising when Fox barges in through his jamming front door. He finds Kote on the floor in his cramped kitchen while the fresher rains water in the adjacent room, laughing so hard and so crippled with delight that he can’t get up.

He tries to explain how wonderful it is —

“I-I have to fix my plumbing on my own, vod—”

—but judging by Fox’s single raised eyebrow he knows it doesn’t translate.

Fox, it turns out, is moving into the neighborhood. Kote doesn’t ask about the house Fox already has — the house he has visited, which is very nice and fancy — or point out that Fox’s contract there cannot possibly be up, which begs the question of why he’s here in Kote’s neighborhood — except that Kote already knows the answer to that question. So he doesn’t ask.

Fox doesn’t show him any grace or forbearance, though.

“Don’t even know how to fix a damn pipe, front lining show-off—” His brother snarls, but it is muffled; his top half had to go down beneath the floor they’d pried up to get at the plumbing issue.

“So that’s what they had you doing all these years.” Kote says, because he really is in a criminally good mood. He barely ducks the foot-long pipe Fox throws at his head, feeling giddy.

He makes dinner that night in thanks. Fox stays, ostensibly because now that he’s fixed the fresher he intends to use it, because his new house isn’t hooked up properly yet to all the supply lines and power grids. 

They choke on homemade tiingilar (vode-style; Kote can’t pretend at the real thing yet) so heavily spiced it’s got grit to it that sticks between the teeth. It’s disgusting, but Cody had bought fifteen different spices and while usually he likes to keep his approach to the unknown more cautious, more methodical, he couldn’t think of anything he wanted to do more than use them all at once for the first time. 

Wolffe joins them not long after; brings a few others along by recommending the apartment he picks out, so that soon most of the complex is taken up by vode, Kote hears, but he doesn’t visit yet. Everyone’s too busy coming over to his house, it seems; filling up his kitchen and asking why he hasn’t fixed the trash disposal yet, why he doesn’t have a couch, doesn’t he know they’re all the rage among civilized folk?

Kote fixes the trash disposal with Rex, who is better at it than he is but says it’s only due to Skywalker’s influence on managing all things mechanical. 

“How is Skywalker?” Kote asks, and gets more than he bargained for over the next hour. At first he’s a bit off-put, because he’s trying to get dinner sorted again and he’s not been very fond of Skywalker at the best of times, but Rex is snorting out a story and laughing and it’s contagious, so Kote just resigns himself and settles in to enjoy.

Skywalker has little ones, now. Obi-Wan is the only one that can get them to sleep. Ahsoka is distressed; she knows better, but every instinct in her is apparently in agony over the little ones’ inability to eat meat yet. She obsesses over nutrients in their diet — which, given what tiny natborn humans primarily ingest in the early stages, makes for some slightly awkward conversations.

Rex helps with dinner afterward, and they take turns being incredulous over natborn baby facts, shoving around one another in the tiny, uncomfortable kitchen.

“What’s your next project?” Rex asks at one point, glancing sidelong with a cheeky look, and Kote levels his vegetable knife at him (he’s got a vegetable knife. Specifically for vegetables. It’s a very new concept). 

“I make everyone’s dinner on Tuangsdays.” He says. “I’m productive.”

Rex’s sharp-toothed grin turns thoughtful. “Yeah” He says. “Everyone loves coming here, you know. You could be the new 79’s.”

Kote knows. He plans and plots, and puts more work into researching recipes than he’s put into any research whatsoever in months. It feels a bit like coming out of a shore leave; his thoughts quicken and his excitement grows. He hunts down a market. He brings a bag. He shops, bargains, and returns victorious.

He sends out a few comms., and can’t help but shake his head and grin at how different the responses are. 

What a marvelous idea, Cody. His general — ex-general — says.

Yus pls, Ahsoka sends back, with some sort of strange tooka vidclip that dances with wiggly gyrations Kote can only assume indicate excitement.

Where is your house, Anakin says, blunt and to the point, and Kote can appreciate that. 

He sends the address. He cooks all day. The sun sets, and Fox and Wolffe arrive, already bickering, Rex trailing behind with a long-suffering look sent to Kote, begging commiseration.

“Ugh, don’t you ever stop smiling, now?” He gripes when Kote just grins at him. 

“Nope,” Kote says, unrepentantly.

He leaves the soup on the stove, simmering, and takes his cup of caf to the window. He leans on it, breathing in cool air, and just listens — listens to the squabbling as Wolffe gets on Fox’s case for not washing Kote’s dishes correctly the last time they visited. Hears the soft thumps of Rex sneaking into the cramped room Kote has set aside for plants and the sole pet he has; a pastel goullian, fins swaying ever so gently, permanent scowl in place. Thinks he catches, distantly, the sound of his remaining three guests (Padme couldn’t attend, and had made him feel very awkward by how thoughtfully she apologized for it) plodding up the hill. 

“Cody!” Ahsoka cries, coming into view and waving. 

Kote’s cheeks have stopped aching from all the smiling he’s gotten used to, so it’s easy to let another through.

#fan art #artists on tumblr #star wars fanart #star wars: the clone wars #fix it au #captain rex #commander cody #commander fox #commander wolffe #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #ahsoka #After The War Fluff #Get you some vod that can do plumbing and make fun of your trash disposal unit #OmPu Writes: Snippet #just-typed-this-out-and-it-shows #Kote was grinning like a shark while haggling #It was terrifying #This man waged wars and he cannot wait to utilize every tactical skill he learned in that endeavor on one (1) twi’lek to negotiate the sale #-of a fix-er-upper he was going to buy anyway #First time trying this art style #Star Wars fanfic

[comatomato]

sun-rise / kote

Marigolds were often linked to the powerful strength of the sun and represent the power and light that lives inside of a person.

Figured this was rather apt for where Cody is at right now in his story on the Bad Batch. Some gold peeking through the grey.

The sun will rise again. 🌤️

Check out more of my art over on Instagram! ✨

#manifesting sunny boy’s return 🥹 #return the king pls im literally begging #star wars #bad batch #the bad batch #commander cody #cody #codywan #kote #star wars art #tbb #tbb s2 #star wars fanart #the clone wars #clone commander cody #clone wars #post order 66 #art #illustration #artists on tumblr #drawing #did u ever read flower symbolism and hyperfixate so hard u made whole new art in 24 hrs or are you normal

[chiliger]

The things we could have been.

(Art for my Multiverse AU)

#chiligerart #commander cody #kote fett #multiverse au #star wars #the clone wars #painting #digital painting #procreate #THIRTEEN HOURS #holy heck scoob #posting because i couldn't stare at it anymore #i not entirely happy with it BUT i am glad i pushed myself to finish it #haven't done a fully rendered piece in a long while #having thoughts about these two again #I'm writing some more for the au; dunno when it'll be shared

[ohyousillything]

Boba is small and obnoxious, in a way only small tubies can be, squirming and thrashing around in his crib as he wails. He’s been told that Boba is denominated “a toddler”, by nat-born standards. CC-2224 is not impressed.

“What does the word ‘Boba’ mean,” he asks. The word has been bothering him for some time now.

Jango doesn’t raise his eyes from the datapad he’s frowning at, “It’s an old family name.”

CC-2224 considers this. Boba continues to wail at the injustices of the world. CC-2224 is sympathetic to that, at least.

And then the question pops in his head like an armed grenade.

“Can I have a name?” he asks.

Jango looks up at him, both eyebrows raised up to his hairline. There's a considering silencie, and then he says, like he's already regretting it, “You could.”

CC-2224 stares at him expectantly. Boba wails, mostly ignored.

Jango snorts and shakes his head, letting his attention fall back on his datapad, “You’ll have to come up with one on your own, kid. I’m shit at naming things,”

CC-2224 frowns, looking down at Boba, who’s finally beginning to realize no one paying much attention to his crying and he might need to adapt his strategies.He makes grabby fingers at CC-2224, who watches impassively.

Making an impulsive decision, he reaches into the crib and pulls the baby out, holding him at eye level like a hide up for inspection.

“I like the word kote,” CC-2224 says.

“Very modest,” Jango snorts, but he sounds approving. Newly christened Kote thinks he wasn’t looking for approval, but its nice getting it anyway.

Boba sneezes on his face, and the universe shifts.

Kote's never seen the sun, but someday he'll understand this moment feels like sunrise.

#i know its not canon but i like to believe that cody is a bastardized version of kote #maybe cause rex could not say it properly #cody has questions #jango is too old for this shit #and maybe getting a name is a way of disobedience he can get away with but it changes the course of history #i love this guy more than obi wan does ok #clones are people #commander cody #codywan #jango fett #star wars #boba fett #baby boba #little fic

[frogfrogfrogfrogoose]

My absolute favorite thing about the clone wars fandom is we have taken characters with little to no screen time whatsoever and unanimously with no discussion agreed on and expanded on their characters to the point where most people wouldn’t even know it’s not canon. Not to mention the number of phrases or events or whatever that we all collectively made up and accepted as canon with no material at all.

Like what do you mean the Domino Twins were never referred to as that in the show???

What do you MEAN fox’s face is never seen in canon? We all know he has graying hair! (I mean really the entirety of what we interpret about fox’s character isn’t canon)

The clones don’t speak Mando’a??? But they call each other vod!!

#cody’s name isn’t actually kote??? #bly doesn’t actually have a crush on aayla??? #i am convinced the entire fandom is a hive mind #we have created our own canon #star wars #the clone wars #oh yeah also the canon shattering denial we are all capable of #sw: tcw #commander fox #the domino twins #commander cody #mando’a #blyla #the clone wars fandom

[z-socks]

What's in a Name

Clones take great pride in their names. It's only natural that Cody would want to know about his General's.

Or Cody and Obi-Wan talk about the meaning and origins of their names. AO3

There were many things that came to light in the cool darkness of Obi-Wan’s quarters aboard the Negotiator. Shared in secret - although most of the vode seemed to know the true nature of his relationship with Cody - the dimly lit, small space of his room seemed to function as a kind of confessional, a sacred space where he and his beloved commander could whisper about their closely-guarded thoughts, feelings, worries, and hopes. 

“Cody,” Obi-Wan began, gently nuzzling deeper into his commander’s neck, languid and at ease as he returned to Cody’s arms, body cooling from their previous activities. “Why did you choose your name?” 

Cody kissed his forehead and pulled the sheets up around their waists, settling Obi-Wan onto his chest and slowly teasing his fingertips across the constellations of freckles on his jetti’s bare back. “It means glory in Mando’a.” 

Obi-Wan blinked a moment. ‘Cody’ wasn’t a Mandalorian word and ‘glory’ was…

Oh. 

“ Kote ,” Obi-Wan murmured. 

Cody hummed and pulled him tighter. 

“Have I…” Obi-Wan pushed up onto his elbow, “have I been saying it wrong this whole time?” 

Cody grinned, burying his face into Obi-Wan’s neck. “That dorn and trill sound is close in the vode accent.” He kissed at his jaw. “And maybe even closer in yours.”  

Obi-Wan frowned. “Why didn’t you ever correct me? I haven’t even spelled it correct-” 

“Obi-Wan,” Cody’s eyes were molten gold in the cast light from the meditation candle Obi-Wan had left lit. “It’s… I… the once-removal is… protective.” 

“What do you mean?”

Cody smiled sadly, eyes suddenly heavy. “Well Mandalore isn’t exactly on best terms with the Republic. And Clones…” 

Obi-Wan dropped his head. Yes, the attitude towards Clones was atrocious at worst, indifferent at best. “A high-ranking Clone with a Mandalorian name wouldn’t be a good look for the GAR,” he concluded. 

Cody nodded. 

Obi-Wan settled back down into his arms, his fingers tracing over a blaster bolt scar near Cody’s collarbone. “Would you prefer I call you Cody or Kote ?” 

“Cody.” But after a breath, after his hand rested solidly on the small of Obi-Wan’s back he added, “Maybe Kote when we’re here. Alone.” 

Obi-Wan smiled and kissed Cody’s shoulder, letting his eyes droop shut at the feeling of warmth that spread through him while encircled in Cody’s arms. 

“What about you?” Cody asked after a moment. 

“Hmm?”

“What does your name mean?” 

“Oh.” Obi-Wan tried not to stiffen too much at the question. He didn’t want Cody to know he’d hit a bit of a sore spot. But it was for naught as Cody tilted his chin up with a gentle finger. 

“I’m sorry, cyare . I didn’t mean-” 

“No, it’s quite alright.” He took a deep breath and released his ancient, engrained trepidation into the Force. “I was surrendered to the Jedi Temple at six months old. A note was pinned to my swaddlings that read Obi-Wan Kenobi . The Order mistook it as my name; Stewjon is not a Core World and very few travel to and from it making the language rather unknown. But I researched it one day many years later. Obi means no or not or none. Wan is to call. So, 'not called.'” He sighed, letting his fingers dance over Cody’s chest. “In other words, no name.” 

Cody’s voice was barely above a whisper. “And Kenobi ?” 

“ Ken is a suffix for family, a clan.”

“Clan none?” 

Obi-Wan put on a tired and broken smile. “No name, No people.” Abandoned, his mind supplied, pulling at old feelings of unwantedness. 

“A Foundling,” Cody breathed. 

“What?” 

“In Mandalorian culture you’d have been a Foundling.” 

And oh that sounded so much nicer than abandoned and unwanted and all the other harsh words that circled through his mind at the thought of his name’s origin. He huffed a little laugh, “Perhaps that’s why I was drawn to the mission of protecting Satine on Mandalore.” He sighed and tightened his grip around Cody’s waist. “That or choosing a new name to go undercover.” 

“What made you pick ‘Ben’?” 

Obi-Wan chuckled quietly. “Well now, we’ve come full circle in this conversation.” 

Cody raised a brow. 

“‘Ben’ was a phonetic cousin to Byn B-Y-N, Stewjoni for a watchtower or sentinel.” 

Cody grinned and landed a kiss to Obi-Wan’s cheek. “That’s quite fitting.” Another kiss. “Would you want me to call you Byn ?” 

“Maybe when we’re here. Alone,” he echoed back Cody’s words from earlier. “But if it’s all the same to you, darling,” he began, scooting up closer and capturing Cody’s lips into a kiss, “I much prefer cyare .” 

#star wars #the clone wars #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #codywan #cody x obi wan #tcw #tcw obi wan #tcw commander cody #cc 2224 #Stewjoni Obi-Wan Kenobi #CC-2224 | Cody's Name Is Kote #Pillow talk turned angsty #Cuddling & Snuggling

[anxiousotters]

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 you feel like).

Thank you so, so much to @cookiemonsterv3 for the tag!! I’ve always wanted to do one of these <3

I can’t spoil this one too much, but I will say it’s a codywanweek fic for the Day 4: Soulmate AU prompt (that I am desperately trying to finish even as it gets longer and longer, oops)

Fox raises an eyebrow at him. “Did you seriously stop wearing your kama because Obi-Wan said you have nice legs?” Cody’s ears burn. “That’s not—” “No, wait,” Fox interrupts, searching Cody’s face for something. He seems to find whatever it is he’s looking for, because his eyes light up with unrestrained manic glee. “It’s worse than that, isn’t it?” Cody prays for a quick death. Fox’s smile widens into something positively feral. “You want less layers between your legs and his when he pins you in a spar. Cody, you dog.” Scratch that. Cody will not beg for death. Not before he kills his ori’tat.

No pressure tags: @thenookspace, @vytels, @biscuityskies, @goddammitjim, @ferretrade, & @foreverchangingfandomsao3

#yes the use of concord dawn mando'a is VERY intentional #as is Cody being Cody and not Kote #but that's a surprise tool that'll help us later #codywan #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #commander fox

[lzlilo]

Am I obsessed with Cody? It is very possible...

#cc 2224 #clone troopers #coday #cody day 2224 #commander cody #my art #star wars #sw tcw #tcw #the clone wars #he is so beautiful #my favorite #mesh'la #Kote

[sabellart]

i absolutely adore @darrengreen’s witch hunter au i had to draw them

#obi is terrible at singing but cody doesn’t care #sabeldraws #codywan #witch!owk and warrior!cody au #the book of cody fett #cody x obi wan #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #sw fanart #star wars #tcw #the clone wars #kote fett #cody fett

[mandogab]

oh stars...

cody is a soldier, but above that he is a brother. he respects his brothers and their lives. he loves his brothers.

left me in tears

#one of my fav scenes #tbb spoilers #tbb s2 spoilers #tbb s2 #tbb s2 e3 #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #commander cody #cody?! #kote 🧡 #clone trooper nova #rip nova #emotional destruction

[carolina-star]

Sw Modern AU The Fett Family 1999 edit

Jango's children (whit Jango)

Jango have so many children.

So Alpha is the oldest one and he used to the help Jango with the little ones (and the house), until Cody comes. And he started to help too. Then Alpha left the house and Cody was the one in charge of the little siblings (and the house). He's still in charge. Is the curse of the good kids.

Jango likes big families. Jango's favorite is Boba. He put a lot of pressure in his children.

Alpha don't want more little siblings. In this point this is ridiculous. He almost hace a heart attack after Wolffe and Cody accident. Good father.

Wolffe is a sweet baby having a really bad time. He's having a life crisis.

Everyone is having a hard time (they almost lose Wolffe and Cody)

Alpha and Wolffe are great big brothers.

Fox studies to much. He cares for his siblings.

Fordo wants to be a good father and brother.

Rex is a great brother. He's worry about Cody and Wolffe (specially Cody).

Cody's name is Kote. He wants to be a good son and brother. He should put himself first sometimes. He's afraid to disappoint Jango. Loves his family. He loves grandpa Jaster. He's Jaster favorite. Jaster choose his name "Kote". The inspo for Cody´s name

Since all their big brothers left the police Cody and Rex are the only one left following Jango and Jaster steps.

Bly is stressed. He want to date Aayla but a lot of things are happening.

More things are going to happen.

Boba wants to conquer the world. He doesn't like to share and is jealous of Omega.

Omega is a sweet baby.

The big refernce a family tree with the names and all link inside.

Jaster´s children Jaster, Arla and Jango

Arla´s children Arla, Gregor, Keeli, Waxer an Boil

Alpha´s children Alpha, Howzer, Trooper the dog and Jesse

Fordo´s children Fordo and Ponds

The cousins Hevy, Hardcase and Kix

......

SW Modern AU Masterlist

#star wars #star wars modern au #Fett family #jango fett #the clone wars #tcw #tcw au #commander cody #cody fett #commander sunshine #Kote fett #captain rex #Rex fett #Fett twins #alpha 17 #Alpha fett #captain fordo #Fordo fett #commander fox #Fox fett #commander wolffe #Wolffe fett #commander bly #Bly fett #boba fett #omega fett #omega star wars

[modernepimetheus]

Kote Tok

General Windu edition

Cody, pointing at Grey: this is my vod'ika

Cody, pointing at Caleb: this is my vod'ika's ad.

Cody, pointing at Depa: this is my vod'ika's ad's buir

Cody, pointing at Mace: this is my my vod'ika's ad's ba'buir

Cody, pointing through bushes at Ponds: bonus! If my vod has his way, General Windu might be connected in a more direct way! (Ponds sees and runs at him, the video cuts out)

#star wars #kote tok #codywan #caleb dume #depa billaba #mace windu #shatterpoint lineage #clone commander grey #i always saw depa and grey as platonic #i dont really ship mace and ponds but its funny for this instance #clonetok

[chiliger]

Commander Cody finds himself in a galaxy that is not his own.

(Okay I had to repost this because my dumb butt deleted the original 🥲. If people don’t mind reblogging this post again I would really appreciate it.)

Ficlet under the cut.

The moment he had realized this wasn’t his galaxy, his dimension, Cody knew this meeting was inevitable. He’d hoped to avoid it, but that feeling in his gut always loved to prove him otherwise.

Standing before him was his face. And no, not the face of a brother. This wasn’t just one of the millions he had grown up with.

This was him. He could feel it.

An alternate version of him, with colder eyes and harder expression. But still, he was Cody. Or rather, he was Kote.

Cody swallowed down a dry lump in his throat, not allowing his own gaze to falter under Kote’s scrutiny. “Please,” he started, hoping that his voice didn’t waver. “I’m not supposed to be here. The Jedi… Our brothers are in danger.”

“Your brothers,” Kote shot back, eyes narrowed. The way he spoke the words sent a chill down Cody’s spine, as though being a Vod was something beneath him. “Why should I care what happens to them?”

Cody’s thoughts froze for half a second, then he blinked hard and shook his head to push pass the shock. Never in a millions years would he dream of hearing a clone say anything along those words, much less from himself.

But this was a version of him. This was Kote Fett, and he was obviously raised under the guidance and views of the Prime. Cody briefly wondered if Boba existed in this dimension before forcing his thoughts back on track. He needed to convince Mand’alor Kote, somehow.

“Look,” he half whispered. “You don’t have to help me. I can find my own way back. You’ll never have to see me again.”

Kote slightly tilted his head, and with it, Cody felt a sharp spike of heat in his head. He gasped and dug his nails into his palms, strengthening his mental shields at the same time as throwing back a spike of his own, causing Kote to stagger one step back.

“Kote,” Prime chided from the side wall, unmoving. It was short and clipped, but his tone carried a low warning with it.

Cody bit back a groan, the sudden headache making him lose focus for a moment. He breathed roughly past the mental pain, instead concentrating on the feel of the cuffs holding his arms up, digging into the skin of his wrists. It was something physical. He could deal with physical.

Kote let out a grunt in acknowledgment, making a quick cut sign with his free hand, the other holding his helmet. He gazed back at Cody, a glint of intrigue now in his eyes. “Huh,” he breathed out.

Cody stared right back, blocking out whatever feelings were suddenly directed at him. “Just… just let me go.”

Kote’s brow furrowed, just enough for Cody to notice. He stepped closer, until they were less then an arm’s length away, face-to-face. His eyes rove over Cody’s face, and Cody could feel him prodding at his shields for a weak point. Cody built up another layer, shutting Kote out.

The Mand’alor blinked, a flash of surprise there and gone. His eyes suddenly grew cold. He spoke, and his voice was barely above a whisper. “Now why would I do that?”

#chiligerart #comic #commander cody #kote fett #jango fett #multiverse au #Star Wars #the clone wars #sw tcw #ficlet #chili writes #*flops and buries face in pillow* *screams* #im still proud of myself for the art and colors though…

[clover-hoe]

and for my next wip that i might never finish

a missing persons story abt how kote fett disappeared from his home after an explosive argument with his older brother on the subject of custody of their younger siblings, leaving only a note for his twin.

6 years later, rex, now 15 in a new town and new school, has to do some sort of assignment on one time your family was famous for something and goes "hey remember that one time my brother went missing? ima do THAT" and processed to go on a spree of annoying bly into giving him the note (he knows he still has it), becoming maybe-more-than-friends with another new kid at his school (new kid bonding is a real thing), and finally figure out what happened to his brother on that night.

#star wars #high school au #captain rex #spoiler- the friend is anakin #this is a rexwalker tale bitches #rexwalker #and whos anakins brother? #obi wan kenobi #and who is obiwans boyfriend?? #commander cody #thats fucking right #kote is right there #under his nose #(cody totally knows whats going on. he gets rambles abt the project from anakin and is silently freaking out every time)