#the clone wars headcanons

[mearchy]

Fox's reports are the most sardonic, passive aggressive reports anyone in the Senate Security Office has ever read. But they have to accept them because they are all technically by-the-book correct and unnervingly thorough, and nobody can find fault with them as hard as they try. The less caf he has had, the worse it is. He goes from "As per Coruscant Guard records..." and "As all Senate employees are aware..."

to "As one might be able to assume by means of basic observation and an approximately swamp-rat level of intelligence-" and "To elaborate on that, as one is required by Report Administration Regulation Clause 365:1a to do, despite a statistically proven decline in reading comprehension among government employees-*"

My man is hitting the keys one by one so hard his keypad breaks. He's got reflexive tears of manic rage in his eyes. He's imbuing his incident reports with so much hysteria the next Jedi who comes into contact with them gets a headache. Free him

*he has a source for this, by the way. Fox includes citations in his reports like a maniac. Like Cody. This is because if he has to countenance one more follow-up email than is necessary he will brain himself against the desk. He will commit lobotomy by pencil. Just you try and fucking stop him, Thorn.

[starrylothcat]

Hey hey! Love your writing!

I wanted to ask for some nsfw headcannons for Wolffe, Cody, and Rex. Where their F!Jedi reader keeps force projecting different sex scenes of them together during a briefing; with the boys trying to keep it together during the briefing and their reactions/what they say to her after.

I also just wanted to say, that you are one my favorite TCW/TBB writers on Tumblr!

Distractions - NSFW Headcanons with Cody, Wolffe, and Rex

Summary: You decide to spice up a pre-mission briefing meeting by projecting naughty visions to your clone, knowing you’ll pay for it later.

Warnings: NSFW, 18+. Absolute filth. Smut. No real plot. Dom vibes from Wolffe and Cody, slightly rough handling but everything consensual. Fingering, oral, PiV sex. Reader a Jedi, not described in detail.

Pairings: Cody x Fem!JediReader, Wolffe x Fem!JediReader, Rex x Fem!JediReader

WC: Around 2,000 total (bullet points)

A/N: Let me tell you, the squeal I squealed when I got this ask! Thank you for this filthy request, anon! And thank you for your even kinder comment, I was having some self-doubt in my writing lately and I’m glad that you are enjoying my silly little stories, it means a lot to me and I love writing for y’all!

This is pure smutty goodness below the cut, I hope it’s what you envisioned. I had fun writing this for sure! I kinda got carried away with Rex, oops. Enjoy! 💛

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💛 Cody 💛

He is a tough man to crack.

He’s always the Marshal Commander, taking his duties seriously on and off the battlefield.

You started innocently, visions of you kissing up and down his torso, slowly taking off his armor and blacks, fondling his cock, whispering how good of a girl you’ve been and that you’re ready to please your Commander in any way.

Cody didn’t even look at you, though you saw his hand twitch slightly at his side.

You smiled to yourself, projecting a more enticing scene into his mind.

This time, you were sucking his cock, his gloved hand wrapped in your hair, mumbling how amazing your lips felt around him, how much he was going to reward you later for being so good to him.

Still, nothing. Though his jaw seemed tense as he listened to Obi-Wan go over battle plans.

You knew you were playing a dangerous game, an exceedingly dangerous game, one that you will be thouroughly punished for later.

The thought shot a jolt of pleasure straight to your core, upping the ante again, needing him to crack.

The next image was of you, laying on his bunk, pleasuring yourself, two fingers deep inside your sopping pussy, your other hand pinching and tweaking your nipples writhing and moaning in pleasure, getting off completely fine without his assistance.

Since my Commander can’t be bothered to help me, I have to take matters into my own hands…

You held that teasing, lewd image in his mind, and you could almost feel the blade of his stare pierce straight through you as he finally made eye contact across the room.

It was a simple gesture that said so much, and you knew you had him.

After the meeting, you went straight to your personal quarters, knowing he wouldn’t be too far behind.

As your door hissed closed behind you, it was open again, and Cody had you pinned to a nearby wall so fast you barely had time to register what was happening.

Cody was deadly silent as he crushed his lips to yours in a bruising kiss, teeth and tongue clashing as his armored body pressed into your robed one.

You smirked against his lips as he pulled away for air, your lungs burning. “Cody-“

Cody growled as he flipped you around, your face pressed up agains the wall, tugging down your robes, revealing your ass to him and your glistening pussy.

He gave your ass a solid smack, his lips against your ear, heavy and commanding.

“You’re not getting away with this.”

You sighed in both pain and pleasure, hearing the clunk of his codpiece hitting the floor, his fingers gripping your ass hard as he rubbed his rigid cock at your entrance.

“Is this what you wanted?” He husked, “to be filled by your Commander? To beg for this cock? Oh, mesh’la, you’ll be begging.”

You let out a whine as he teased your dripping entrance with his cockhead, already thinking you maybe took it a little too far with your visions, knowing he was a man true to his word.

It was too late now.

“Cody, please, I need-“

Smack! Another slap to your ass, his other hand wandering between your folds.

“Only good, obedient girls get this cock. After that stunt in the comm room, you have a lot to make up for.“

He swiped a finger over your clit, causing you to cry out, your body twitching, unable to move much between the wall and his solid form behind you.

He roughly rubbed your clit, pushing two fingers into your entrance, immediately finding the spongy spot that made you see stars.

“You’re soaking, mesh’la, so needy for me.”

You could feel your release coming quickly, choking out his name as his other hand groped at your breast.

Cody knew you were close, feeling you tighten around him, your high pitched moans giving you away.

Cody removed his fingers right as you were about to reach your peak.

You whimpered, trying to lean back against him, desperate for your release, for anything.

Cody spun you around again, pressing his gloved fingers soaked with your juice to your lips.

“If you’re good, I’ll let you cum. You haven’t proved yourself to me, though. Now be a good girl, and clean me up.”

You licked his gloved fingers clean, tasting yourself and giving him a little show of what you could do with your tongue, if you let him.

Cody’s eyes darkened, slowly pulling his fingers out of your mouth, a line of spit connecting your lips to his fingers.

“On your knees, mesh’la. Like I said, you have a lot to make up for.”

🖤 Wolffe 🖤

The image you projected was absolutely filthy.

Your hands were pinned behind your back by his large hand, the other pressing between your shoulder blades keeping you down on the bed as he pounded into you from behind.

You were shamelessly moaning his name like a dirty Holofilm star, crying out for him to go harder, faster.

You stood at attention, casually glancing at him, noticing a bead of sweat forming at Wolffe’s temple.

You could sense he was trying his best not to leap over the holomap and ravage you in front of everyone.

You decided he had enough of the first fantasy, briefly closed your eyes, projecting another scene into his mind.

You were on your knees in front of him, your mouth open as he shoots ropes of cum all over your face, greedily lapping it up, kissing up and down his still-hard cock, begging for more.

Wolffe’s eyes flashed at you, his cybernetic eye and scar making him look more dangerous than usual, his eyes narrowing.

Got him.

You were enjoying watching him keep it together, a vein bulging at his forehead, his neck tense as he stood at attention, listening to Master Koon’s hologram.

You knew you were in for it after the meeting.

That was the entire point.

Wolffe was practically kicking down the door to your personal quarters after the meeting, pinning you to your bed, his mouth ravaging yours, moving down to suck and bite at your neck, hard.

He had your wrists held above your head with one hand, his grip like iron.

There was no escape.

“What was that?” He growled as he continued the assault on your neck, his hand tightening even more around your wrists that were wiggling to get free.

You whined as his hand that was digging into your waist moved under your robes, up toward your breasts.

“Answer me, mesh’la. Or you won’t get what you so obviously want.”

His gloved touch left a trail of fire on your skin, sending goosebumps across your body and a jolt of arousal straight to your pussy, your panties wet at the anticipation.

“You looked bored during the meeting.” You smirked at up at him, breathy pants leaving you as he touched you. “Thought you could use some entertainment.”

Wolffe’s gaze darkened at your teasing tone, the ghost of a smirk on his lips.

Without warning, he ripped open the front of your robes, yanking down your breast band.

You yelped as he attacked your breasts with this lips and teeth, leaving more marks for him to gently kiss over later when he was through with you.

“Do you want my cum, mesh’la? Is that what you want?” Wolffe grunted against your flushed skin as he switched to your other breast.

You gasped a yes, his teeth expertly nipping and tugging at your sensitive bud.

You writhed, your wrists still restrained above your head by his strong hand.

“I’ll fill your mouth to the brim, and you’ll swallow every drop, isn’t that right you filthy girl?”

You nodded, almost delirious just at his mouth on your nipples. He hadn’t even really started touching you yet.

“And then I’ll fill that pretty pussy of yours, but only if you behave. Will you behave for me?”

“Y-yes!” Your voice cracked, needing him to fuck you until you couldn’t remember your name. 

“Yes…?” He stopped, his predatory gaze locking on you.

“Yes…Commander.”

“Good girl.”

Wolffe continued ravaging your breasts, your mewls filling the room.

“Please, I want your cock inside me, I want you to cum so deep inside me, Wolf-Commander. I’ll be good, I promise…”

Wolffe released your wrists, your hands finally free.

“You haven’t been good though, you knew that the second you invaded my mind with those visions.”

Wolffe sat up, and began removing his armor. You forgot it was even still on.

“I’ll make sure you’re properly punished for such distractions, and then I’ll decide when you’re ready for my cock.”

You shivered at his promise as he climbed over you, just in his blacks, the outline of his rigid cock straining against the fabric.

“I dunno, Commander. You seem to be all bark and no bite.” You teased, knowing you were getting yourself into even more trouble.

A dark chuckle reverberated in his chest, ripping your pants and panties down your legs, tossing them to the side.

Wolffe grasped your thighs, biting down into the soft flesh of your inner leg, earning a loud yelp from you as his tongue eased the first of many marks he will leave on your body.

“Be careful what you wish for, mesh’la.”

💙 Rex 💙

You had him sweating and fidgeting as Rex tried to keep a straight face in the briefing room.

Rex was attempting to listen to the mission report, but your vision in his mind was proving to be quite the distraction.

You were on his face, his hands grasping your thighs as he feasted on your pussy from below.

“Rex, oh kriff, more, please, I need your big cock, I want you to ruin me.”

Rex gave you a desperate look from across the room, slightly shaking his head.

You ignored his pleading glance, changing the vision.

Now, you were splayed out on his desk in his private Captain’s quarters, his cock driving deeper and deeper into you, your back arching as you rubbed your clit, cumming over and over again around him.

His desk was dripping with your juices, your breasts bouncing almost comically as you cried out his name, hamming up the vision to see Rex squirm.

Rex suddenly coughed, everyone in the room looking at him momentarily.

You rocked on your heels, hands behind your back, pretending to listen as the pre-mission brief continued, completely innocent.

Finally, the meeting ended.

You exited the room, Rex quickly walking past you.

“My office. Now.” He hissed quietly, before being called over by Anakin to discuss further plans.

When Rex opened the door to his office, you were sitting at his desk, waiting for him.

“You have a lot of explaining to do, General.” Rex strode up to you, placing his hands on his desk, leaning over toward you.

You loved it when he used his serious Captain voice on you.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Captain.”

“You know.” His voice dropped an octave, husky and gruff, just how you liked it.

“You’ll have to elaborate. I can’t read minds.”

Rex stood up straight, his expression unreadable. You continued to sit in his chair as he walked around the desk and over to you.

Rex leaned down again, placing his hands on the armrests of the chair, caging you in.

For a moment, you thought he was actually upset with you. You felt guilty, maybe you did take it too far in the meeting.

You opened your mouth to apologize, but Rex spoke first.

“I think you can, mesh’la. How else would you know those visions are what I think about doing to you every waking moment?”

His lips were hovering centimeters from yours, a quiet gasp leaving your lips, your body quivering at his statement.

Oh, he liked it.

His breath fanned over your face, feeling your panties dampen, his usual soft eyes glazed over with lust.

You leaned forward to close the small distance, wanting to taste him, but he pulled away, avoiding your kiss.

“Mmm, mesh’la. You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” Rex purred in your ear, his gloved hand snaking up your neck, tilting your head to the side.

He placed a hot kiss right below your ear, lazily licking your neck.

“Rex…” you sighed, grasping at his shoulder pads, his teeth grazing your skin, his lips pressing to the side of your jaw.

“You want something from me?” He removed himself from you, kneeling between your legs.

“I’m not sure if you deserve it. I could write you up for what you did back there.”

Rex hooked his fingers under your pants, pulling them down your legs. You lifted your ass, helping him remove your lower clothes.

“Yeah? What would the report say?” You shuddered as Rex began lavishing your bare thighs, teeth and tongue sucking and nibbling as he slowly made his way up to your aching apex.

You could feel Rex smirk against your skin.

“My General coercing me into questionable situations. Inappropriate use of Jedi abilities.”

Rex stopped right at your core, aching and throbbing for him. You could feel his breath on your pussy, desperate now for any friction.

You let out a frustrated whine as Rex kissed your inner thigh, ignoring where you needed him most.

“Rex…”

“Patience, mesh’la. You need a lesson in discipline, it seems.”

Rex brushed his nose against your clit, your hips instinctually bucking up toward him, your hands grasping at his buzzed hair.

You groaned impatiently as he gently kissed your labia, touching you everywhere but your clit.

“You’re not going to get what you want so easily.” He rumbled into your core, a finger now teasing your entrance.

You panted, knowing you asked for this, that you deserved this, but you could still protest to his teasing.

“Captain, please…” You begged, shifting your hips, hoping he would press his finger knuckle deep inside you.

Rex continued to just tease your entrance with his finger tip, slowly circling, not quite pressing all the way inside.

“Kriff, you’re so wet. Do you want me to fuck you on my desk? Do you want to cum over and over again on my cock?”

You nodded, heavy pants the only sound able to leave your lips as he finally pressed his finger inside.

“Use your words, is that what you want?”

Rex’s lips were brushing over your clit, the teasing almost too much.

“Y-yes! Please, Rex, I need you inside me!” Your words came out as a garbled cry as he suddenly sucked on your clit, adding a second finger to your pussy, stretching you so deliciously you thought you might cry, pleasure shooting up your spine.

And his cock wasn’t even inside you yet.

“You’ll get my cock, mesh’la, don’t worry. But first, I want you to cum just like this.” Rex added a third finger, his tongue and lips circling your clit, your vision white from the pleasure as you squirmed and writhed in his chair, totally at his mercy, your orgasm building quickly.

You came apart on his fingers, shaking and sobbing his name, pleasure coursing through you as Rex’s fingers and mouth worked you through your first orgasm.

“You’re so beautiful when you cum.” Rex’s pupils were blown with desire, licking his lips as he cleaned you up, his baritone voice was laden with desire, his control now gone.

You barely had time to come down from you high as Rex easily lifted you onto his desk, removing his codpiece in a flash, pulling down his blacks far enough for his flushed, dripping cock to spring free.

“And you’re going to cum again, and again, and again. Are you ready, mesh’la? This is what you asked for.”

Your answer was a cry of his name, his hands gripping your hips as he slammed into you, starting a devastating pace, fucking you exactly like you showed him in your vision.

Your last coherent thought before being so thoroughly fucked and blissed out by your Captain was that you should definitely tease him like this more often.

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[seven-oomen]

Honestly I really love how the clone wars fanfom just has all these intricate headcanons and fanon lore that has very little to none basis in canon. I love that shit. It's difficult to navigate at first but once you get into it it's so much fun.

What can I say? I'm a clown, I fit right into the circus.

Gimme blyla where bly is head over heels with his general but so bad at hiding it.

Gimme codywan who are the total opposite where obi-wan has the obvious crush but only when you catch his glances.

Gimme silver fox Fox who falls for Bail & Breha Organa. (I know Quinlan is most popular but I personally like the Organas better. My man needs stable people. )

Also Fox gets to shoot Palpatine, as a treat.

Gimme the wolf pack and dad Plo. And mom Shaak Ti with her cadets.

(And a few of my own headcanons)

Gimme the 501st and 212th who just adopt Ahsoka (and Cal) as their little siblings. (Cody adopts Cal as his own kid. He saw 9 year old Cal, impossibly small, and just adopted him on the spot.,)

Gimme a running joke among clones that the best place to look for missing padawan commanders is the vents.

Gimme badass Naboo handmaidens who absolutely kick ass and defend the padawans, Jedi, clones, and Senators Amidala and Organa with absolute ferocity.

Gimme Rex who falls for one of the handmaidens (Dormé) after seeing her decapitate multiple droids to protect Cal and Ahsoka.

Gimme a world where the clones gain freedom and get to live with the people they love.

[kyasarinkishinuma]

Hugging the clones for comfort headcanons: The 501st

(With a hint of gray and orange ;) )

Captain Rex

The first time you hug him, he doesn't know what's happening, so it's like hugging a plank 💀

However once you explain to him what you're doing he relaxes into it and starts hugging you back, albeitly hesitantly.

It'll take a couple tries for him to get comfortable with it, but he's holding     you gently and providing you with the comfort you need before you know it!

Once he's used to it, whenever you come and hug him without a word he'll stop everything he's doing to hold you until you feel better.

He's a big fan of forehead kisses, it makes him feel tall :')

Fives

This man is a cuddle bug, once you're hugged him you're done for.

Fives is down for hugs anytime, anywhere. He's not really afraid of PDA, whether it's romantic or platonic. He wants to be able to help in whichever way he can, so bad jokes usually come with the hug.

He's so touch-deprived please hold him it makes him so happy

Once he's comfortable enough he'll start initiating the hugs, he likes to sneak up on you from behind and surprise you with a sneak hug >:D

He's quite a cuddle bug during movies on a couch beneath a blanket with a bowl of popcorn, movie nights are definitely the best with this guy!

Echo

Echo can be a bit shy, so the first time you hug him his face is definitely     lighting up like fireworks!

After you pull back he'll just stare in disbelief and ask you, what was that? Once you explain it to him however he calms down and understands a lot better.

Echo is the kind of guy who will guide you through things if you're in need of comfort. He'll pat your back and talk to you gently, asking you if you're    all right. He's the best person to go to if you need to calm down.

Even if he gets used to it Echo blushes a bit everytime you hug him, not being used to this kind of touch. It's actually pretty cute :')

With time he'll relax into the hug and hold you gently in his arms, against his chest so you can feel safe and comforted. He'll lean his chin on top of  your head sometimes, wrapping you in his body.

Jesse

Jesse is one of the guys who's coolest with the whole 'hug out of nowhere' thing, freezing at first before he just quirks a brow and chuckles at you.

He'll joke at first to wave off his surprise, but then get more serious and hold you gently as he asks you if you're all right.

Jesse is a pretty good listener, so he can offer an ear for you or just stand  there and hug in silence if that's what you need. He's also always got a     joke up his sleeve should you need it.

You can honestly walk up to Jesse anytime for a hug, he'll always be happy to hug it out, even in front of his brothers. Although he may brag about it to them

He's a big fan of holding you in his lap as he hugs you against his chest.

Hardcase

We all know Hardcase can never sit still, but when you hug him? Not one movement from him. It's like a puppy standing at attention after seeing a squirrel.

He'll fumble with his words a bit as he tries to comprehend what's happening, but if you're able to soothe him or ask him to just hold you for a minute he'll go quiet and hug you as long as he needs.

If you hug him too long he'll start fidgetting because of his hyperactivity,     which is always a good way to get a laugh out of you. If you call him out     about it he'll become flustered and frustrated that he can't keep still.

Hardcase's hugs are warm and tight. He's surprisingly okay with touch, and his hugs are some of the most satisfying you can get.

The best way to get him to stop fidgetting around is to surprise him with a  kiss on the cheek ;)

Kix

As a medic, Kix has the care and well-being of others at heart. So if you come to him for a hug seeking comfort, even if he's not familiar with these... methods, he'll be happy to oblige.

Kix is someone you can come back to for hugs whenever you need them. He'll hold you silently as you calm down before asking you what happened.

His patience shows in his hug, as he'll hold you gently and won't pull you  back until you do or ask him to. There's no rush in his movements, and he commits his full attention to you as long as you need.

At the end of the hug, Kix will give you things like meds or sweets, whatever you need to be feel better.

After some time your hugs grow off him and he starts asking you for them as well! It helps with the stress from his job as a medic. He loves it when    you hide your face in his shoulder and he can tuck a hand behind your head and stroke your hair.

Tup

Along with Rex, Tup is definitely one of the more awkward clones from the 501st with hugs. He'll just freeze and stand there as you hug him, heart     pounding in his chest.

He'll definitely need explanations to understand what happened, but once he does he's surprisingly kind and understanding about it. Although he's a bit awkward with the gesture, he'll never deny you and will pat your back    until you calm down.

Tup is the kind of guy who'll stick around with you after the hug to make sure you're all right. He's quite caring in that quiet way of his, his eyes     holding worry even when you reassure him you're fine.

Tup is more than happy to go to a coffee shop or park with you afterwards! Although he may not say it out loud he enjoys spending time with you outside a military context and in these moments he'll open up to you a bit more.

He secretly loves it when you lean his head on his shoulder :')

Commander Cody

Being a commander, Cody has experience with people dealing with stress and even breakdowns, so he's not exactly a stranger to comforting people.

Even if he is initially taken off-guard by your hug, he'll ease into it a lot     faster than you might expect and return the hug. "All right, all right. Easy there..."

He's calm and patient the entire time, easing you with soft words of     encouragement and holding you gently. He won't rush you, pulling back only once you've calmed down.

He'll sit down with you and talk once you're feeling better if you'd like. He's one of the most sympathetic and understanding clones in the lot when it     comes to this things, and there's no truly no shame to be felt about your     moment of vulnerability around Cody.

If hugging becomes a regular thing, you'll quickly notice he has a knack for securing his arms around your waists and hips ;)

Commander Wolffe

Wolffe may seem difficult to approach and like the last person who would return a hug, but... Well. You're in for one hell of a surprise.

He'll grumble about it at first, but it doesn't take long before he wraps an     arms around you and holds you against his side, glaring at your     surroundings protectively (which effectively scares most living beings in     the proximity away).

Although he may come off as grumpy about it, Wolffe does ask if you're doing okay and will demand you come back to him if something ever happens. He's pretty protective like that!

It doesn't take you long to realize that the grumbling is actually all a     cover-up to hide the fact that Wolffe is a huge cuddle bug.

When it's just the two of you off-duty he can't keep his hands off you and wraps around you like a cocoon. If you poke at him too much about it he'll just grumble and hide his face in your hair :')

Hope you guys enjoyed! Let me know which headcanon was your favourite 💖

[raisethestake]

Clone Headcanon

- everyone thinks Hardcase is the silliest clone.

- it's actually Rex.

- he is uber commited to his duty, but part of what makes him such a great leader is that he has a quality that just makes you fcking love him.

- he has ridiculously good natural comedic timing. He chooses the perfect times to use humour to keep morale up without realising he's doing it.

- he's super goofy. He dad dances in the middle of 79's and you bet he knows the whole rap in Waterfalls.

- he's got a lil bit of that sass! It gets worse when he's drunk and Cody may or may not have seen him death drop once (three times).

- at the end of the night, he is insistent that his men get food "to avoid hangovers" and marches them to the takeout place round the corner. Everyone rolls with it because they all understand their captain just wants a pizza.

[elcarimercanto]

Bad Batch Headcanons: The 501st with Omega

Just imagine that it takes place in a perfect world.

Omega loves hanging out with the 501st any chance she gets.

Echo will take her to Coruscant every time he decides to visit the boys

Rex gives her anything she wants because he can't bring himself to say no to her

Fives ropes her into his pranking shenanigans with Jesse and Hardcase much to Echo's disapproval.

Tup helps her style her hair, putting tiny braids in it. Then she asks if she can braid his hair and of course Tup says yes.

Jesse shows her around to all the best restaurants on Coruscant (they go to Dex's of course)

Hardcase sings karaoke with her and lets her set off a small explosion in the barracks that Rex hears. Rex promptly chases Hardcase down while Omega and Fives watch and laugh. (After Rex kills Hardcase, he turns to the two of them, so they book it out of there).

Hardcase reminds her of Wrecker a lot.

Kix shows Omega around the infirmary and gives a lesson in first aid(just in case tech bumps his head while walking and reading again).

Dogma tries to be stern with her about rules and not letting Fives be a bad influence on her, but when she accidentally breaks Rex's favorite vase Dogma blames it on Fives instead. He can't bare seeing her upset. Jesse laughs at him about this.

Bonus:

She meets some of the 212th too.

Cody tells her all kinds of stories about the fun battles they've had and about all the times Obi-wan has dropped his lightsaber

Waxer and Boil love Omega literally immediately because she reminds them so much of Numa.

Omega calls all of the other clones Uncle.

She considers the Bad Batch her dads, and the rest of the clones their brothers.

[letsquestjess]

Echo Headcanon

Echo would confide in Fives when he wasn't doing okay, but they often had to spend a lot of time around others so it wasn't always possible for them to talk privately. Fives came up with a system that would enable Echo to subtly communicate to him that he needed to talk. All Echo needed to do was anything in a pattern of five. Discreet taps, clearing his throat, that sort of thing, and Fives would know Echo needed some time to talk away from everyone else.

After returning from Skako Minor and hearing what happened to Fives, Echo kept it up, especially when he was feeling that loss.

When he's making tea and he wishes he could talk to Fives again, he stirs it and taps the spoon on the edge of the cup five times.

When he's waiting for a scan to complete and he remembers how Fives would tease him for being so thorough, he taps his fingers on the desk in groups of five.

When he feels his anxiety rising or the nightmares have been tormenting him again, he breathes in and out for five seconds at a time to calm himself down.

It's his way of keeping his brother close and remembering him.

[toomanybandstocare]

{How Wolffe Falls Asleep & What That Says About Him}

Program: Just how he falls asleep when he's deployed and when he has the luxury of being at home in your arms. Where feels safe and loved.

Pairing: Commander Wolffe x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Camp Resolute Masterlist

Every night Wolffe lays down to try to fall asleep and struggles to find comfort or calm his mind enough to drift off

The ticking whiz of his cybernetic eye echoes in the quiet of the night and makes his ears ring from the stimulation

Because of that, Wolffe needs some sort of background noise to help make it manageable

More often than not, he doesn't get a full night's sleep

Either someone wakes him up in need of something particularly pressing or drench in sweat with a racing pulse

Nightmares invade his mind, and he's incapable of waking himself up

Forced to watch whatever horror his subconscious chose for the night

When manages to shoot awake, Wolffe uses the 5 sense technique to try to calm his beating heart and reground himself in reality

That doesn't stop him from checking on his battalion, quietly moving through the barracks to make sure everyone is breathing and safe

While on shore leave, Wolffe completely disappears from the GAR with only General Plo Koon able to get in contact with him if needed

Once planetside, Wolffe is right by your side and focuses on being home

He pulls you to his side in bed, half on top of his chest half sprawled on the mattress, with one arm loosely wrap around you and his other hand rubbing the back of your head

Wolffe's favorite background noise to fall asleep to is the sound of your breathing slowly slowing down, only interrupted by sleepy hiccups

To him, Wolffe knows that he's home when his body sinks into complete relaxation and matches your breathing

He also has learned the subtle changes to know when you've fallen asleep, and he does his absolute best not to fidget too much to avoid waking you up

Morning rises through the light curtain, and the pair of you wake up as one in a tangle of limbs

Wolffe squeezes you tightly with care and pulls you as close as he can to his chest

His morning voice rumbles lowly to greet you with a small kiss to the shell of your ear that sends butterflies flying in your stomach without fail each time

It reminds you of the sound a warm summer thunderstorm approaching

Wolffe begins to allow himself to think about what a life after the war would look like and especially how the two of you would live together with the luxury of being able to stay

To stay and make himself at home in your arms

He hopes that mornings with you will always feel like soft kisses, fleeting touches, and gentle caresses under the warm sunbeams

-> Wolffe has had to push his emotional needs to the side in order to serve the Republic and ensure his brothers could count on him to keep them safe. -> He's not completely comfortable outright showing his love or vulnerability, so he indulges himself in the safety of nighttime. -> Wolffe only finds solace when you spend the night together, and he wants to make sure you know that he loves you just as much as you feel for him. He never wants you think that he's using you for comfort or escapism.

[sixtysixproblems]

no amount of canon or lack of fanon is going to stop me from being convinced bly & ponds were besties. i'll be sitting alone in my pit of delusion about this until the day i die

i see it as attatched-at-the-hip-since-kamino type close. i mean, you'd have to be in order to survive being around fox, cody, & wolffe's nonsense 24/7 (along with bonus little bro rex, who while i love, is on rare occaisions also a menace). ponds is the protective, responsible ori'vod with a soft spot for bly in particular, but also cant help but be a bit of an asshole older brother...aka he 100% teased bly about aayla incessently lmao. bly meanwhile is the quiet, kind middle child who is deep down tired of everyone's bs but conflict avoidant, in contrast ponds's extroverted & exasperated personality. they both open up to eachother and are comfortable around eachother in a way they can't be with anything else. ponds is a steadying influence for bly and talks him down from overthinking, and can get him to come out of his shell better than anyone else. bly in turn is one of the very rare people ponds is actually transparent about his emotions with, and bly can get him to take a step back and not bite off more than he can chew.

and then the war starts. they're both on geonosis, they both survive somehow, but the hours waiting where they didn't know if the other made it is (up to that point) the worst of their life. there's worse in store.

and now ponds's reasurrances that everything will turn out alright seem even less airtight then on kamino, and even bly can't even drag an honest awnser out of ponds about how he's doing half the time. they're seperated for long periods of time, and when the rare days they reunite they're both too exausted or busy for much catching up. it's hard enough to stay alive in a war, much less stay in contact.

but they try to remember to send eachother stupid memes, try to find something to talk about that isn't the all encompassing topic of the war, try to make the most of the late nights at 79s, try try try anyways. ponds frequently and with admirable commitment tries to convince bly to "do something about that general of yours". bly meanwhile finds out ponds gets called mom by his troops and gets a kick out of it, and also teases him about his matching haircut with his general-- or lack thereof. they'll make it work, somehow.

and then, ponds dies.

[staycalmandhugaclone]

Gregor, Wolffe, and Rex have one speeder bike to get around on. Who drives, who is in back, and who is in the middle?

Wolffe drives, Rex is stuck in the middle, and Gregor is hanging off the back having the time of his life, much to Rex's horror (he keeps leaning too far over the edge to snatch deathsticks out of other drivers' hands, maybe something bigger like a drink or hat in they're being an ass)

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[mearchy]

What about the pact between two brothers who know they’re going to die early, after they get thrown right away into the most traumatic bloodbath battle-as-massacre of the war. But they get separated right away, and one of them gets sent to be a frontline commander on the fields of battle where his men keep being sent into charnelhouse after charnelhouse with the line barely ever meaningfully moving. And the other gets sent to the central city planet, cut off from the rest of the galaxy, being radicalized against his brothers and acting as some combination of slave/cop/security for the politicians and the wealthy who would never get their hands dirty with war.

WHAT IF THEYRE ALL COGS IN THE MACHINE BUT THEY CANT SEE IT YET MAYBE CAN’T SEE IT EVER YOU CAN’T SEE THE FOREST FROM INSIDE THE TREES YOU CANT SEE THAT YOURE BOTH PART OF THE SYSTEM UNTIL YOURE STEPPING OUT BECAUSE ITS FALLING DOWN! WARS IN FAILING HEGEMONIC DEMOCRACIES SLIDING TOWARDS DICTATORSHIP ARE PLAYGROUNDS FOR THE RICH AND WE ARE BEING CHURNED UNDER THEIR BOOTS! ITS ALL SYMPTOMS OF ONE SICKNESS! WE ARE STANDING ON OPPOSITE SIDES OF A WALL THAT IS ACTUALLY MERELY A PARTITION WITHIN A FORTRESS! YOU CANNOT ESCAPE

And what about when they order you to shoot your brother’s brother, who should be yours, too, and you comply?? Are you still brothers, have you become something else?? Has the machine eaten you? Is there a difference between being inside it and becoming it? Will you hold your fire long enough to ask yourself that question ?

[clonemedickix]

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[seven-oomen]

Have another round of clone wars headcanons, because I am obsessed and this is my new circus.

Fox, Cody, and Wolffe are triplets who shared a gestational pod. Fox is the oldest, Cody is his identical twin, Wolffe is Cody's identical twin and the youngest of the three. But Cody was the smallest at the opening of the gestational pod.

Fox likes to joke that he was the original clone and the other two are "watered down versions" of him.

But you better not hurt his little brothers or he rain down the wrath of a thousand blasters on you.

Cody is a calculated madman. He doesn't do impulsive crazy actions. No no no. When he does a crazy thing, it's entirely calculated. Every little thing is weighed against the most logical course of action but sometimes chaos is the only option left.

Fox loves to tell the padawans (Ahsoka, Cal) the most crazy stories;

Fox: "Palpatine takes a 45 min shit every morning while his aides look him in the eyes."

Ahsoka: "No kriffing way... that's not true."

Fox: "Why would I lie? I'm dead serious."

...

Wolffe has an uncanny ability to register other people's emotions and know what you need. Not that he'll be very open with it if he doesn't know you. But for his brothers or master Plo? He'll do anything.

Cody knows how to fight with a lightsaber because Obi-Wan may have taught him how to do some sparring sessions.

[mybeautifulbeautifuleternal]

Imagine: Turning into The Dark side ( instead of Anakin)

( Ahsoka, Anakin, Obi wan)

You were in Ashoka’s crèche growing up, honestly one of her best friends.

Ahsoka would eventually match so well with Skyguy because she too had little chill

So you were the perfect partner for her — skilled enough to keep up with her in all her shenanigans but cautious enough to help warn her away from the first plans that went through her head

Ahsoka, after being paired with Skyguy, kept the thought that you’d do well under Master Obi in the back of her head

Instead, to the surprise of pretty much the entire Temple — Quinlan Vos had swooped in and asked you to be his new padawan

And equally surprising, you hadn’t spent much time thinking it over before you agreed

You confided in Ahsoka a few months later that you had felt the Force nudge you into agreeing and that you had personally thought you needed a Master that would help you step outside of your small comfort zone, help you learn to stand on your own feet

And you did!

Quinlan left you with Master Obi a lot — Quinlan was involved in a lot of heavy missions, things that he didn’t want to drag a brand new Padawan into so the 212th had an occasional baby Jedi Commander with them

(And Ahsoka was pleased to find out you worked fabulously with Master Obi — it only took you a week to master Obi-Wan’s signature disappointed look, all hip cocked and extreme frown and raised eyebrow. You stopped both Quinlan and Skyguy flat out with it the first time you broke it out on them)

But you’d been with Quinlan for long enough he finally felt confident enough to bring you with him on a run of the mill mission — something relatively easy to start dipping your feet into the undercover work he was helping you train in

Ahsoka guessed you had spent to long with the 212th and the 501st — you had picked up their bad luck — because it had only taken a day on the ground for things to go catastrophically wrong

Quinlan swore to anyone that was around him that he had only looked away from you for less than a minute but in that time you had been taken

It had to have been a professional group because Quinlan had immediately leapt into action and had tore apart your last known location, even dragging in his favorite clone Commander Fox and the entire Corrie guard but you were nowhere to be found

It had wrecked a lot of people when the news of your disappearance came out — you had been known and close to quite a few different Corps and it had devastated all of them

Ahsoka knew that no one ever completely gave up the search for you but eventually the rest of the War took over and finding you became a secondary or tertiary objective for most everyone

Not Quinlan though. Ahsoka knew he was still tearing his way through every dark corner and whispered boogeyman to find you

The Council had let him do so because a) they wouldn’t be able to stop him if they tried and b) his efforts were weeding out quite a few undesirables — not necessarily in ways the law abiding citizens approved of but Quinlan, even in his obsessive search for you, was careful to not present himself as a Jedi

Now though, Ahsoka had to hope that Quinlan hadn’t found you, would never find you…

The red of the lightsaber illuminated the corridor quite nicely. Certainly enough that Ahsoka couldn’t argue with herself — it was you in front of her, eyes a sickly yellow and a new hilt humming in your hand. The buzz of your lightsaber was the only sound Ahsoka could hear, even drowning out her heart breaking.

Your name slid from her lips without Ashoka’s knowledge and shattered the uneasy silence that had grown between you.

“Little ‘Soka isn’t so little anymore is she?” The words were purred, the malice dripping from your lips ripping right through her. Ahsoka tried to stop herself from flinching away from you but she feared she failed.

Lowering her hands to her sabers, she shifted into a ready position. She wasn’t going to let you get away again, no matter what had happened when you were taken. Quinlan had come back to the Light and Ahsoka knew he’d be by your side the entire time as they yanked you back to the Light.

“Oh? Does Little ‘Soka think she’ll be able to stop me?” You pouted at her in laughter, confident in your skills but Ahsoka didn’t let that deter nor distract her.

Ahsoka was a Jedi, she was a hunter who wore an akul headdress, and she had your scent. You weren’t going to get away from her again.

Again, you were a crèchemate with Obi-Wan, bold and brash and confident

You were a few years younger than the rest of the group but you had some pretty extreme shields guarding your mind that made you the perfect partner for either Quinlan, who’s psychometry wasn’t yet under his control, or Obi-Wan, who’s connection to the Force left him with pretty severe nightmares and visions that he often unknowingly projected around himself

You had been born with strong shields and that gave you the perfect protection against those two and so you had been quickly moved into their room as a buffer

Their clan had been kinda insular, most everyone making quick and sure friends with everyone — you had fit right in, quickly catching up with where everyone else was study wise

You had been the last one to get a Jedi Master and you credited it mostly to Obi-Wan that you had gotten one at all

While Obi was settling into being Master Qui-Gon’s padawan, you made a menace of yourself, invading their space frequently

This led you into being noticed by Dooku

Dooku and Qui-Gon famously Did Not get along but Dooku never really let that stop him from watching over his padawan

And he was amused by your determination to insert yourself into his Lineage’s lives but he felt that you rough edges were just a little too rough

And he was sure that he could smooth them out — not into a stone but into a knife, sharp and deadly

It was a subtle affair when Dooku asked you to become his padawan. He had asked your teachers to let him test your various table manners over a many course meal meant to simulate a variety of different systems customs

It really wasn’t something that was done but Dooku is Just Like That and he managed to slip it between questions about the rules of silverware during a Royal Naboo dinner and the correct way to seat dignitaries at an Alderaan banquet

Your partnership with Dooku brought him and Qui-Gon closer because now when you invaded their rooms, you always brought Dooku with

The partnership you held with Dooku was rocky to start but he had a strong Will and strong opinions on the correct way to behave but it wasn’t until you saw the way he insulted over 2 dozen different people during a senate debate without anyone knowing that you buckled down to learning his ways

You spent a lot of time on diplomacy missions but you were also sent on a lot of missions with the Jinn/Kenobi pair

You were actually supposed to be on the mission to Naboo that ultimately led to Qui-Gon’s death

Unfortunately, you had suffered a pretty severe broken leg from goofing around with Quinlan and Obi-Wan beforehand that led you to be Temple bound for a few weeks while it healed and Qui-Gin snuck out with Obi-Wan before Dooku could decide whether he wanted to stay with you or go with them

That…caused a lot of unspoken tension when Qui’s death was announced — you started to blame yourself for getting injured but also Quin and Obi for going so far in what was supposed to be a friendly afternoon, Obi-Wan felt like you had started the roughhousing that ultimately meant you were absent when he needed the help the most, Dooku was mad that Qui-Gon left without him, mad that Obi-Wan was part of the reason you were injured enough to require a long healing rest, and mad at you for getting injured

All of this was paired with his feelings about the senate and the roll the Jedi played in the Galaxy so he left. And he Fell

You stayed in the temple. At that point you had passed your trials to become a Jedi Knight and it took a couple of days after Dooku left before you heard the news

But it was hard after that

Your Lineage now had 2 fallen Jedi in it plus Qui-Gon’s maverick ways and Obi-Wan’s new padawan who was too old and too angry and just too much

Obi-Wan had sequestered the two of them away so that Obi could focus on making sure Anakin quickly caught up and that meant all of the Temple’s scrutiny and attention fell on you

You honestly lasted longer than you thought you would but about 2 years after your master Fell, the final straw came and broke the camel’s back

You had been a model Knight in those years, with several wins and successes under your belt. During one of those missions, you had found a force sensitive child and had brought them back to the Temple

The council saw the way the two of you interacted and guessed that you would be asking to become their master as soon as they were old enough

They spent a few weeks watching over your interactions with the child and knew their guess was right

They called you in for a meeting and very bluntly told you it wouldn’t happen. They weren’t going to risk such a child for the former padawan of a Fallen Jedi

You didn’t know where you personally went wrong. You didn’t think it was fair to blame Dooku’s Fall on you and you had spent the last 2 years becoming then being a model Jedi

It was then that you received communication from Dooku again — a long talk about how the Jedi were straying from their path, were bending to the Senate’s demands…

His message spun around and around in your head for weeks but it was the sight of Obi-Wan and Anakin laughing as they came back from a mission that firmed your resolve

Obi-Wan was in nearly the same position as you - Dooku was his grandmaster and Xanatos was his padawan brother, the Maverick was his master…why did Obi-Wan get to have a padawan to bond with and teach and guide into the future but you couldn’t?

That night you backed your bag, filed the flimsiwork that severed your connection to the Temple and left, leaving only your lightsaber behind

You had been outspoken about how much you disproved Dooku’s path since the minute you first heard he left then Fell and so nobody thought to look for you in his direction

Obi-Wan kept a wary hand loosely around the hilt of his saber. Something in the air, in the Force, was warning him. He wasn’t sure what the warning was but he knew it was there.

Obi-Wan knew he should be relatively alone in the Force on this planet — there were no records of the natives being Force Sensitive and the War had spread the Order thin enough that it was rare the he was ever sent out with a partner that wasn’t Anakin.

…and yet…

There was a sense in the air, something indescribable and uniquely Force in nature — the middle ground between touch and taste — that told Obi-Wan that someone was nearby and using the Force.

It was only his careful consideration of his surroundings that let him dodge the sweep of the red saber blade that was intent on taking off his head. It was a quick paced battle that took of from there, the Force being liberally used to help overcome the near complete darkness that support him and his opponent.

When Obi-Wan was thrown through the doors of the warehouse he had been hiding out in, the week sunlight that managed to break through the cloudy day was enough for him to see your face.

The shock that ran through him at the sight of you again was almost enough for you to gain the upper hand. Unfortunately for you, he had spent nearly his entire childhood and the actual entirety of his padawanship drilling with you on the various saber forms and he knew your style front to back and back to front.

It was that intimate knowledge of you that allowed him to keep living. You hadn’t been shocked to see him and you hadn’t suddenly started to pull your punches. In fact, your attacks gained in power and strength, a fury racing through you at the sight of his face.

“What happened?” It slipped out without his intent, sadness flooding itself around the words to drag them to the ground in disbelief.

“You did,” your voice was vicious, barbed, and aimed at him to shred him to pieces.

“All of this,” you spread out your arms to encompass the entirety of his view, “is your fault. It is because of you that Master Dooku lost Qui-Gon and it is because of you that Master Dooku left me and it was because of you that I FELL.”

Here your attacks gained strength and speed, an unreal whirlwind of unrelenting attacks.

But it was the next sentence that caused the most damage.

“Everything I’ve ever done because I Fell? Can be placed on your shoulders Obi-Wan.”

You were a healer in your last years of training when Anakin was first brought to the Temple — in fact, you were the one who took out Anakin’s slave chip

You had been in training for field medicine for the purpose of being a traveling medic and so you were used to explaining every step of your process — it calmed a lot of people down when they knew exactly what was happening to them and why

That kind of care had been really rare for Anakin and he quickly formed a bond with you because of it

That bond was very useful when you had to give him a full physical and the entire panel of vaccines — you didn’t move on to the next procedure or vaccine before you described in detail what it was and how it would help

Whenever he had to go to the Halls for healing, he always asked for you

And when you did finally earn the rank of knight and started to leave the Temple on your missions, Anakin was quick to “subtly” suggest to Obi-Wan that the two of them should follow in the same direction

It worked out — the Kenobi/Skywalker pair were ones to fall face first into major trouble and the Council decided it would just be quicker to send the three of you into the same areas for missions

Anakin really looked up to you — he never forgot his dream to free all the slaves and he knew you were working towards that goal, slowly but determinedly

And when the War broke out, Anakin was one of the most vocal supporters of you continuing your traveling work — he wasn’t afraid to argue his support of the good you could do. The War was going to negatively effect so many people, he said, and having Jedi still be seen helping people, healing people, would help with the support of the Republic

So you continued your way through the Galaxy, through the War and the death and destruction it brought

And that…broke you. You were only one person and there were just too many people that needed help

You Fell reaching for more power to just help one more person

The Holonet blasted out the announcement and a picture of you with the Classic Sith eyes before the Temple knew

And Anakin was devastated.

You had been an Idol for him, a pillar of Good

He actually refused to believe it for the longest time — you fell after the Rako Hardeen mission and Anakin was convinced this was another trick by the Council

It wasn’t until he saw you cutting down your former fellow Jedi to drain them of their power that he knew you were gone

The healer he had known would have never harmed anyone

The silence on the bridge was deafening. Anakin was frozen in his spot, his Master and his Padawan slowly crowding up against him in support. The holo footage of you was still playing on a loop, each frame of it as damning as the first time he saw it.

A blink and there you were dropping onto a Jedi Knight’s shoulders. A blink and your new saber, blood red blade a vicious wound across your body, was cutting through the Knight’s chest. A blink and you were kneeling over the dying Jedi, your eyes now a cancerous luminous yellow as you drew the Knight’s power and connection to the Force into yourself. A final blink and you had had the audacity to blow a kiss towards the dying Trooper who captured the footage before sashaying away.

Anakin wasn’t sure how long he watched the holo repeat itself before his heart hardened itself against you. He could feel the tears forming in his eyes as they slowly slid shut. Leaning slightly against his Master, Snips a comfortable warm line against his other side, Anakin finally reopened his eyes and turned to Rex and Cody.

“Make sure to get that footage circulating through the troops and sent on to the Temple. We need to start planning the appropriate approach when Darth Insidiae is next spotted,” his voice steady and sure, Anakin knew that his words were a death sentence for you.

But, Anakin thought to himself, you had already died. Now he was just taking care of your killer.

[raisethestake]

Could Tech win a pub quiz without his gear?

[brother-genitivi]

501st Legion + Hugs

Rex - his hugs are as long as they need to be. If his arms get tired, he's still not letting go. They're warm and he smells like home. His hands were made to pull triggers and don armour, but you'd have no idea with the way they gently stroke your hair.

Fives - his hugs are promises: you're safe now. He's strong and his hugs are tight and squeezy. He rocks back and forth because he heard that's good for grounding people, and his hands rub circles into the small of your back.

Echo - hugs that feel as natural as breathing, like a lock and key mechanism, or puzzle pieces slotting together. His hugs are declarations of love. It's all too easy to get lost in his scent, the security in his soothing grip. His hugs tell you that everything is going to be okay.

Dogma - awkward hugs that make you wonder if he's even been hugged before. He's stiff and tense, but after some time he absolutely melts into them. He holds on as tight as he dares, but his grip is soft like the wings of a butterfly. Then he gets embarrassed and pretends it never happened, and spends the entire day thinking about how safe he felt.

Tup - hugs that are sweet like sugar. Ones that have you swaying from side to side and grinning afterwards. Hugs with the perfect amount of squish that leave you feeling comforted. His hugs are like soft blankets, warm beach days, fairy lights strung up against a wall. Tup has an endless supply of them.

Kix - he is filled to bursting with grief, and as such, his hugs are tinged with sadness. They are hellos, they are farewells. They ask, "Will I see you again?" They squeeze like he's afraid to let go, and when he does, his grief increases tenfold.

Jesse - the kind of hugs that have you feeling comforted after. Bittersweet hugs. Smiles mingled with tears, gentle hands pushing back strands of hair. Jesse's hugs are like sunshine poking through grey clouds.

Hardcase - his hugs ask, "how was your day?" They say, "I missed you." They lift you off the ground and it feels like flying. Hardcase laughs because he can't contain his excitement, and he thinks hugs are like coming home.