#cwbb 2021

[mock-arts]

Art for “In This Our Liberty,” a @codywanbigbang project that I worked on with @punkascas, @nottonyharrison, and The Reverend Noah Fence III Esq

Check out this art on ao3, and see the series for everyone else’s work :)

[new-anon]

"Cody follows his lead easily and laughs. Obi-Wan chuckles with him. The situation is a little ridiculous. The two of them barefoot, in their casual tunics, twirling around on their carpet"

My collaboration piece for Codywan Big Bang 2021!

Thank you to the mods for hosting, to NightFoliage for providing the muse, and to Cody/Kippysaurus as my fellow artist on the team

[Fic] by NightFoliage (please mind the tags!)

[More art!] by Cody/Kippysaurus

Image ID under the cut:

ID: The scene is set in the late evening from inside a high-rise apartment, in front of a long spanning window overlooking the skyline of Courscant. The background is washed with warm pinks and purples, with dots of light in the distance. In the foreground is Obi-Wan and Cody, intimately framed and back-lit with the soft, warm light. A quiet scene in time; the pair had been dancing, then, Cody leans forward, capturing Obi-Wan's lips in a sweet kiss.

[subtle-like-a-brick-to-the-face]

My two pieces for the CWBB 2021 fic “These Paths” by @chocmarss

Link to the fic on ao3 here !

Other lovely art for the fic here !

[djk-creations]

Obi-Wan smiled back at him, closing his eyes and pressing their foreheads together, one hand on his vambrace and the other cupping the back of his neck. It was almost like no one else was there, Obi-Wan’s warm hand on his neck and their lips only centimeters apart.

“Love is Not A Victory March” by the lovely @ifonlyweknewwhatiwasdoing  ✨

and that’s a wrap on this wonderful fic for the CodyWan BigBang this year!

[Fic] by MusicSoul1982 on Ao3

[Art] with Image ID on Ao3

[punkascas]

CWBB PROJECT COMING SOON!

Title: In This Our Liberty Writer: @punkascas Artists: @mock-speed, @nottonyharrison, & The Reverend Noah Fence III, Esq. Rating: Explicit Word Count: 95,000 Pairing(s): Codywan (brief Cody/Other, past Obi-Wan/Satine) Major Warning(s)/Tags: Graphic Depictions of Violence; Canon Divergence; Cody & the Clones; Slow Burn; Politics; Ethics; Angst with a Happy Ending; A Wondrous Journey Through Bureaucracy Posting Date: Tuesday, 29 March 2022

Summary:

Then, one day, just like that, the war sputters to a halt.

Supreme Chancellor Palpatine of the Republic and Count Dooku of the Confederation of Independent Systems are found mysteriously dead. But the galaxy remains in turmoil, battle-scarred and divided. Both the Republic and the Separatists struggle for stability and the path to an uneasy peace. The Jedi Order, decimated and despised for their role in the war, seek to turn inward to find healing. And the clones, military property, recalled and stranded high above Coruscant in cramped decommissioned Star Destroyers, await orders and a life-or-death decision from the Senate.

Just what exactly is their purpose now without a war to fight?

Or: The one where Cody figures out mutiny, politics, road trips, change management, bias, society, online learning, humanity, family, childhood, recovery, the galaxy, himself, and Obi-Wan Kenobi. Roughly in that order.

[credit: promo graphic by @mock-speed and @punkascas]

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Neyo leaned back in the booth, shoulders slack as if in parade rest. Any natborn might think Neyo looked amenable; another clone knew better. "So what can I do for you, Marshal Commander?"

Finally, here was the heart of it. Cody pressed his heels to the floor but tried to keep his hands loose. Obi-Wan had said once that Cody felt like a mountain in the Force: unmovable. He tried to be like that now, rooted to the core of the planet, untouchable by wind or rain.

"Episodes of in-fighting are increasing." It felt best to treat this as though it were only another report. "The downtime is killing morale. There are no orders to give. Quarters are tight. We're triple and even quadruple hot-bunking just to give everyone a rack. Meanwhile, the Senate is focused on Chancellor elections and is ignoring the three million trained and restless soldiers bored aboard highly powered Star Destroyers. Sitting in orbit above the Republic's capital and most-populated planet. And that this could be seen as an untenable risk for Republic citizens and politicians seeking re-election."

Cody took a deep breath. At some point, his fingers had clenched into fists. Neyo understood command; Neyo would see how dire the situation was. He had to.

"Something will break soon."

Neyo barely seemed to blink. He seemed like a clone who could stare into the heart of an explosion and not flinch. But even he took a moment to respond. "You think we're at risk for renegade squads deciding to break the ceasefire on their own?"

Yes, Cody wanted to say. And no. Worse. Something far worse.

"You think they'll disband us," Neyo said, not a question.

All clones were genetically identical. Neyo's face should have been the same face Cody saw in the mirror. But he couldn't read Neyo at this moment. His instincts had fled him. He wasn't a mountain; he was a crumbling landslide, full of terror and powerless to stop it.

"We're not people. We're just clones," Cody whispered. He stared at his hands on the table, gloveless and bared. They were made up of tiny scars from the sharp edges of damaged plates and plasma burns from jammed cartridges and human skin that sometimes felt less real than his blacks and armour. "War is expensive. Why would they pour more money into keeping us fed? Housed? As soon as the election concludes, maybe even before that — continuing to fund us could be seen as throwing good credits after bad."

At the top of his vision, he saw Neyo stiffen. "We belong to the Republic. Were created to serve the Republic."

"And we did. And now — what are we for?"

[shadowlight17]

Codywan Big Bang Promo!

Promo! CodyWan Big Bang @codywanbigbang (General Promo Art by @mock-arts) Title: Careful What You Wish For

(Title Promo Art by @punkascas) Writer: ME!!! @shadowlight17 on ao3 and here!

Artists: @journen and @mock-arts

Rating: Mature

Word Count: Estimated to be 30,000 or so. No lower than 25k.

Major Warnings/Tags: Graphic Violence, Major Character Death

Temporary Character Death; Time Travel; De-aged Cody; Friends to Lovers to Strangers to Enemies to Lovers; Force Mishaps; AU Fix-It Fic; Jaster Lives; Mandalorian Culture; Mando'a used as a language; PTSD; Panic Attacks; Forced Servitude; Brainwashing; MindWipes; Fix-It Fic.

Just so you all know what you're getting into :D I tagged for everything I could think of.

Posting Date: March 5th, 2022.

Summary:

Cody was head over heels for his Jedi General, so when Order 66 was executed, he was in emotional turmoil. And then he died. Or so he thought. He said he would give anything to fix this...would it be worth it if fixing it meant leaving everything he knew behind? Thrown into the past, Cody is given that chance. To make things right.

Sneak peek of art by @journen

Story Snippet:

The mantra that Cody had repeated, while trapped in his mind for well over twelve years rang in his head again and again as he slipped into darkness. As his body drew it’s last breath.

PLEASE! I just….I wish…wish I had the chance to do it again. To see him again. To apologize. I would give up anything for the outcome to be different. To not have this weight on my soul.

Cody had thought the feeling had ended with death. Maybe he was in a sort of hell. It would explain why his body hurt and ached, every muscle spasming as he was twisted inside out and thrown around like some kind of bolo-ball. A sick entertainment for others, and the punishment for betraying everything he’d stood for. The horrible twisting and sinking feeling slowed to a stop, and then he felt unbearably heavy. Heavier than he should, and smaller. The last words repeated again. I would give anything. Anything? Anything at all.

The small hands patted his face and Cody opened his eyes, sound cutting in and out as he tried to blink the haze in front of his eyes away. “Hey!! Hey! Are you…we’ve got to...c’mon!” The achingly familiar face weaved in and out of view above him. Ragged red hair, freckles barely showing, and bright grey-blue eyes staring down at him in concern.

Super excited for this!! Give lots of love to the artists, they do a TON of other amazing art as well and I hope to see you at posting day!!

[ifonlyweknewwhatiwasdoing]

Team #15: Love is Not a Victory March- Master Post

Writer:

Ao3: MusicSoul1982 Tumblr: @ifonlyweknewwhatiwasdoing

Artist:

Ao3: 0dannyphantom0 Tumblr: @0dannyphantom0

Rating:

Explicit

Word Count:

14873 (Total will be around 25k)

Pairings:

Cody/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Major Warnings/Tags:

No archive warnings apply.

Canon Divergence-Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008), Arranged Marriage, Friends to Lovers

Summary:

“They granted them bodily autonomy,” Koon said, “So they are no longer property of the Republic and in the same breath refused them citizenship. Could they really be that short-sighted?”

The War is over and the galaxy is trying to pick up its pieces. Unable, or unwilling to house the very heroes who aided in ending the war, the Jedi Order is at a loss of how they will get the clone’s citizenship while the Senate is fighting against it.

After discovering an old law that allows planets to enter the Republic as citizens, Obi-Wan stakes his claim as one of the five noble families of Stewjon to enact an old rite in which he can form a treaty through a political marriage.

Cody had always assumed that the Jedi didn’t form attachments, only to have the notion turned on its head when Obi-Wan offers his hand in marriage to allow the clones citizenship.

He will be damned if anyone besides him marries his General.

Read the Fic Here: AO3 View 0dannyphantom0 Art Here: Ao3 | Tumblr

[mock-arts]

Art for “In This Our Liberty,” a @codywanbigbang project that I worked on with @punkascas, @nottonyharrison, and The Reverend Noah Fence III Esq

Check out this art on Ao3 — and check out the rest of the series too for everyone else’s work :)