if you value your life, do not fight anakin. he probably deserves it, but you might die, so i wouldn't recommend.
he's gone through enough shit, why do you even want to fight him? i guess if you really need to, just know that there's no way you will ever win, but he won't kill you unless you're an immediate threat. just don't hurt him, please, he does not deserve any more hardships.
why would you fight ahsoka? do you like beating up innocent padawan ladies who have never done you any wrong? plus, anakin will probably gut you.
literally do not fight rex. he is completely innocent and has experienced too much sadness for one very short clone lifetime, please do not fight him. plus he will fuck you up, i mean have you seen this boy??? like anakin probably won't come after you but it's because he knows he doesn't need to.
please fight barriss. you know exactly why. just do it! fight her! she deserves to have her ass kicked immediately.
she'll hand you your ass and probably kill you, but if you want to fight her, then i guess?? sure???
DO NOT FIGHT SATINE. you will win, but at what cost? AT WHAT COST???? plus, obi-wan will kick your ass.
he's a great politician, but he's also as useful in a fight as a tie-dye handbag, so you probably shouldn't fight him. i mean, you'd win, but it wouldn't be satisfying.
she might seem weak and easy to defeat, but she's had like 10 assassination attempts and she's not even thirty yet, nor is she dead. do not fight her. PLUS, anakin would try to kill you if you even looked at her wrong, so like. there's that.
you should probably fight him, but you also really don't want to get on his bad side, but he's also strangely likeable, despite being a literal kidnapping, thieving, smuggling pirate? i dunno, dude. i guess you can fight him, but you should be careful.
i cannot stress how much you should fight palpatine. you'll probably die, but it will be worth it.
Bly abruptly catches a nasty flu and is out for a long while, and all the other CPD officers have to take a turn being the liaison at Lucas High for a day or two. I touched on this concept with Fives a while back, but think of the others as well! Rex! Anakin! Cody! That Tera Sinube guy that I just decided is a veteran investigator because he is! Shaaki Ti? K-Krell… D:
But yeah like… Fives would be amazing and all the students would love him. Anakin too, and he’d also find excuses to pester Obi-Wan throughout the day. Cody would tidy Bly’s office and take Obi-Wan out to lunch, to the delight of every student who hears about it, which is to say all of them. Rex would half-jokingly ask Tup if he wants to be dropped off (so he doesn’t have to walk into school with his “dad”) but Tup completely doesn’t get the reference and is just like “What? No?? I don’t mind walking from the parking lot, I’m not that lazy…” And Rex is like “THIS KID.“
Secretly, Ms. Secura and Officer Bly have started seeing each other. Well, “secretly.” The students and upper administration are clueless, but I know several high school teachers and they gossip worse than the teens, I tell ya what. Aayla doesn’t know Bly is out the first day, so when she slips into his office, locks the door, and makes a flirty comment, she is wholly unprepared for Bly’s chair to spin around and reveal Cody. He calmly informs her that she has the wrong Fett, and politely mentions that the door really should be kept open for safety reasons. She tries to bail and runs smack into Obi-Wan, who cheekily assures her that he will take care of today’s liaison office canoodling. On this tangent, Wookiepedia informs me that Bly kinda hates the shit out of Quinlan Vos. I’m still not 100% sure how Quin and Aayla know each other in this ‘verse, but they do. Quin is also Obi-Wan’s friend and ex, and Cody isn’t super fond of him. So now I kinda really want Bly and Cody cousin-bonding by having a few too many beers and trashing him like petty teenagers. :’D
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(I read something like this in a fanfic but can’t remember if it’s canon or not) Rex actually became a Commander not long into the Clone Wars, but kept the Captain title because 1) Ahsoka is Commander of the 501st and he didn’t want it getting confusing, and 2) a Captain is still high on the target list for sniper and assassin droids, but not as high as a Commander
Unlike many of his brothers, Rex doesn’t show off his tattoos. They aren’t identifiers for him, they’re honorary. Like his lightsaber tattoo for Ahsoka. He has a few others, too, for close friends like Cody and Fives. Kix swears up and down that Rex has tats for Obi-Wan and Anakin, too, but no one has ever been able to prove it.
They never found out for sure who killed Waxer on Umbara, but Rex is convinced that he’s the one who shot him and was unable to look Cody in the eye for weeks afterwards. Cody doesn’t blame any of the 501st for what happened, he knows it was all Krell’s fault and that they both lost plenty of good men in that horrible skirmish, but Rex still feels guilty.
for the year between leaving the Jedi and the fall of the Republic, Ahsoka worked for a relief program for war-torn planets. She did this under the program set up by Senators Amidala and Organa, but asked both of them not to mention it to any of the Jedi, especially Anakin, because she knew that he’d come looking for her if he knew where she was.
Ahsoka attended Padme’s funeral on Naboo - since she was a friend of the Senator, that meant she was also friends with most of her handmaidens. They knew that she was in danger by being there, but understood that her presence was a peace offering on behalf of any Jedi left alive, and so they gave her one of their mourning cloaks and hid her among their ranks. They all styled their hair elaborately so that her montrals wouldn’t look so out of place under her hood.
also, connected headcanon that Padme’s handmaidens formed the basis of the Rebel Alliance and set up the first spy network for them
Ahsoka did visit the Temple one last time after Order 66 - she had to know what had happened to her friends. She arrived not long after the Empire rose, before Palpatine and Vader could completely ransack the place, and was able to escape with some of the more precious holobooks from the Archives, as well as three holocrons.
Lineage/Legacy Obi-Wan is my canon Obi-Wan and I highly recommend that everyone who loves Obi-Wan, especially young Obi, read Ruth Baulding’s stuff because WOW
stubborn broody yaks are canon Obi and Qui okay it’s c a n o n for me
Obi-Wan is TERRIBLE about forming attachments, like he can lecture Anakin about it until he’s blue in the face, but at the end of the day Obi-Wan loves everyone and he just cares so damn much and hurts himself in the process and it’s not fair stop hurting my Space Trash Son No. 1
he once saved his and Anakin’s skin during a mission when Anakin was a teenager by serenading the locals until he won them over with his lovely singing voice, something that Anakin bothered him about for months until Obi-Wan finally gave him informal singing lessons (they didn’t end well, for anyone)
(once again, I read this in a fic and I don’t know if it’s canon or not but I love it) Cody and 99 are batch brothers and Cody spent most of his early years threatening (and sometimes actually) to beat up anyone who looked at 99 funny
Cody is almost solely responsible for the sheer amount of respect and adoration most of the clones hold for 99 by the time Domino Squad is going through training
everyone thinks Rex is more of a troublemaker due to his association with Anakin, but actually Cody is the w o r s t just like how Obi-Wan actually is. Cadets on Kamino still whisper about that time an ‘unidentified cadet’ single-handedly gave everyone in the barracks green hair. All the troopers know it was Cody, but the Kaminoans never caught him so they still keep their mouths shut out of respect. (as a side note, that incident led to Rex bleaching his hair to get rid of the green, and deciding that he looked pretty damn good as a blond)
Cody also was one of the last clones to receive personal training from Jango Fett, before the training protocols were put into place, when they were still working out the kinks. This meant that he garnered a streak of independence the Kaminoans frowned upon, but which saved his life and that of Obi-Wan’s several times over.
i’m not sure if you wanted CodyWan hc or not but i decided to put them in anyways bc hell yeah CodyWan
CodyWan (or Master and Commander) Headcanons
they know that there is a betting pool among the 212th and the 501st about who will (publicly) get together first - them or Rex and Ahsoka. They also know that Rex and Ahsoka are blissfully unaware of both this fact and that Cody and Obi-Wan know that they’re together already.
Obi-Wan likes to rant to Cody, to get things off his chest and whatnot. His favorite topics are Anakin, the Council, Anakin, whatever dumb move Ahsoka recently pulled while emulating her master, Anakin, Anakin’s secret marriage to Padme, and Anakin. Cody is pretty sure he knows more about General Skywalker than anyone except Obi-Wan and Anakin himself at this point, and possibly knows even more then Padme. He hasn’t decided yet if this is a good thing or not.
Obi-Wan kept the Mandalorian armor he stole during the whole Darth Maul fiasco. For reasons. Reasons involving a Mandalorian lover who is certainly not blonde or busty.
Obi-Wan does sometimes wonder, though, if Cody and Satine would have gotten along. He thinks that they probably would have, despite being a pacifist and a soldier, if only to laugh together at his expense.
sadly, I have to get going to class, otherwise this would be a lot longer, but I hope you enjoy it!! Everyone is more than welcome to send me more requests for headcanons or your own headcanons that you want to share!
Every time I see a shield owl I'm like "hey it's Rex!!! :D" even though I know damn well it's not, it's just my first thought
I use to have reoccurring dream where Rex fell into a pile of shield owl pigeons I couldn’t tell her apart…and ended up just taking them all home with me. Honestly though I doubt if that happened that I wouldn’t be able to recognize my sugar loaf, she’s unique in all the world :)
Pairings prompt: Well hell. All of them?? (Okay, okay. #2 Rexsoka.) (oh, you think I'm done...?)
Thank you for not going, “1-28. And 33-40.”
2. “Have you
lost your damn mind!?”
The sharp, unstable shaking of the 501st flagship drowned out the emergency sirens wailing in each cabin and along every corridor, even for Ahsoka’s highly sensitive montrals. Admiral Yularen’s broadcast command of “Non-essential personnel, evacuate to the escape pods immediately,” was certainly lost to the complaints of a damaged ship. But it was impossible to mistake the strobing alert lights, flashing bright orange every ten meters and successfully conveying the immediacy of the situation well before the Separatist droids began trickling in.
Honestly, it was like a bad dream. No matter how many droids Ahsoka carved through, every new corridor brought her face-to-face with more. The task wouldn’t have felt so daunting if she wasn’t the only Jedi on the ship; whenever the Jedi Council had a special mission to complete these days, her master somehow ended up as one of the first candidates selected.
Clearly, the enemy didn’t know that, though. One of the fleet ships had already been destroyed by cannon fire, but the flagship was still intact, only periodically earning a volley of lasers. The amount of droids swarming the corridors felt like an invasion than anything else– what would they be there for except to capture Anakin, one of the most successful Repbulic generals?
Ahsoka reached that conclusion before rounding a corner and running into a squad that pointed at her, shouting, “Look! We found a Jedi!” But that was all they managed to say before a couple rudimentary swings of her lightsaber decapitated all seven of them.
As much as the clones added a variety of color to the blaster fire breaking out in some corridors, Ahsoka was quick to order them to escape pods before they could be of much use. She sliced her way through roughly two enemy platoons alone to make it to the bridge where she found the officers still busily sending emergency transmissions, and locking down whole sections of the ship overrun by the Separatists in attempted containment.
Captain Rex was here guarding the bridge entrance with some of his men, blasters trained down the corridor as a last line of defense for all the unarmed and unarmored officers. That was the problem with the essential personnel: they were the hardest to move, both because they didn’t want to leave their post, and then once they did, the ship had roughly five to ten minutes left before neglected systems began malfunctioning.
“Admiral, you need to move to the escape pods!” Ahsoka shouted over the incessant whine; at least it sounded a little more muted on the bridge. Her announcement caused several heads to swivel, look at her, and return to their previous work. Yularen, though, was a little too wrapped up in a conversation with the coms officer to answer.
“What about you, Commander?” Rex asked from the doorway.
For the first time since the alarms started blaring, Ahsoka’s lightsabers hung on her belt again. “I’ll lead the droids into the hangar bay and try to buy you time to get away. Once I’m there, I’ll shut off the magnetic shields.”
Rex’s visor whipped around faster than Yularen. “Have you lost your damn mind?!”
A gray-clad officer shouted that the engines were failing, and more droids were closing in on the bridge.
“Sir, now is not the time for insane heroics!” argued Rex, deeces dropping from a corridor that had lost his attention.
A frown bent her mouth for only a moment. Rex never contested Anakin’s ideas, even while they seemed to get more farfetched as the war dragged on. If anything, Rex met most suggestions with hesitant approval– not outright challenges as he did with her.
“I know what I’m doing,” she told Rex evenly, nearing him as if proximity would help better convince him. “I’ll be fine.” And before he could disagree, contending her rank with his experience as she knew he would, Ahsoka pulled him down into a light headbutt that stalled all conversation.
Releasing her captain, she glanced back at Yularen to see she finally had his attention. “I’ll take out what droids I can, Admiral, but you have to leave now!”
Ahsoka took off sprinting away from the bridge, lightsabers once again humming at her sides. Every B1 battle droid she came across barely managed to report, “There’s the Jedi!” before its head flew right off its body in one quick slash of a lightsaber.
Halfway to the main hangar, she also heard, “General Grievous wants her alive!” Unfortunately, that droid also met a swift end before it could elaborate. Two corridors later, the familiar premonition of incoming fire tugged at the periphery of her senses. Ahsoka pivoted just in time to divert the laser bolt– but she’d expected a B1 shot, not a B2. The force of it still knocked her off her feet and straight into a wall.
The wailing sirens were all but white noise now, drowning out every other sound around her. Ahsoka only realized the enemy was closing in when she opened her eyes to see a line of B1s fencing her in, aiming their weapons on her crumpled form. She closed her eyes again and inhaled. Reaching out, she felt the familiar presence of the Force, directly around her, directly around the enemy, permeating the corridor, the level, the ship. And she pushed out.
The nearest battle droids flew back as if from an explosion; the successive rows of B1s and B2s fell like dominos. Ahsoka popped to her feet and continued on her mad sprint down the hall. Her lightsabers were more useful behind her, blocking red laser bolts flying from the constantly growing horde following her. WIth as much as the flagship shook from increasing enemy fire, it was a wonder so many clankers stayed on their feet. The few droids she bumped into trying to cut her off from adjacent hallways ended up littering the floor while Ahsoka hardly even slowed her pace.
R7-A7, Ahsoka’s astromech since she landed in the 501st, already sat snugly in her Eta-2 Actis-class interceptor by the time Ahsoka slid into the hangar bay. Only a couple LAAT/i populated the bay now, as the rest of the gunships and every fighter pilot were already occupied in the space battle.
The controls for the magnetic shield– barring the bay enjoying its life support from open space– were set into a recess in the durasteel wall on the opposite end of the bay and protected by a ray shield. Ahsoka hadn’t even reached the halfway point before the enemy fire caught up to her as the droids filtered into the hangar. Thank the Force they were terrible shots.
“Arseven!” Ahsoka shouted into her wristcom. She was met with happy bleeps. “Bring the ship over here; I’m going to need a fast getaway.”
She heard the welcome roar of her interceptor powering on across the hangar floor. A handful of droids pivoted and began firing at the ship, as Ahsoka skidded into the far wall. The ray shield, no bigger than a standard doorway, stood next to a screen of buttons. Ahsoka input the code she never thought she’d have to use; the ray shield blinked off, and all that was left was the clunky lever, about as big as Ahsoka’s head.
R7-A7 blocked all enemy fire descending in the interceptor next to Ahsoka, and she immediately hopped into her seat. She sealed the cockpit, diverted more power to shields, and warned her astromech to be ready to take off.
Ahsoka closed her eyes once more, trying to keep her nerves calm in a ship barraged by enemy fire. She focused her attention into grasping hold of the Force around the lever and pulling it down. The nearing enemy only helped raise her anxiety, but just as a B1 started climbing onto the wing of the ship, the lever swung down, the magnetic shield disappeared, and everything not bolted to the ground slipped toward the open hangar doors.
After the initial moment of free floating, Ahsoka returned the recommended amount of power to the engines and steered her ship out into space, avoiding the floating droids and lazily spinning gunships.
The danger was nearly over now. A second fleet had come to the rescue, sliding out of hyperspace behind the Separatist ships, diverting all their attention and leaving Ahsoka free to look for her men.
“Arseven,” Ahsoka said, rolling her interceptor over the port side of the damaged flagship and scanning the void for life signs, “switch to the pod frequency.”
R7 chirped, the coms crackled, and soon her cockpit flooded with the voices of very chatty soldiers. Immediately after their accountability checks, the conversations strayed. Ahsoka’s attention focused more on locating the wandering pods until a certain comment caught her montrals.
“…and Captain Rex got kissed by the commander.” A mixture of laughter and incredulous noises followed before the first amended, “A Keldabe kiss.”
“You coulda told me it was a real kiss and I’da believed you,” a second said. The laughter roared anew.
“WHO IS THIS?” a third voice broke in. “NAME AND RANK.”
A tense silence followed until one brave soul declared, “Found the Captain.” The next wave of laughter surged from numerous pods as Rex raged on, threatening blindly.
Ahsoka patched her own frequency into the conversation then. “Wait… what’s a Keldabe kiss?” Her distinctively female voice cut through the clone chatter with surprising ease. All communication immediately dissipated into an awkward silence Ahsoka felt even in her own ship.