Star Wars Headcannons

Cody loves all his siblings fiercely, Rex and Non-Rexes alike

Droids did not have brothers.

That was what made them different from clones, when it comes down to it.  Yes, you could argue that it was a million other different things.  Clones were biological, droids were made of metal.  Clones chose names for themselves, droids stuck to their serial numbers.  But none of that really mattered in the end.

What mattered was that sometimes a pair of droids would be having a conversation and when one of them got its head blown off the other would laugh.  Sometimes, almost every engagement, droids would try to put each other into the most dangerous positions, to save their own metal hides.  The clones usually picked them all off while they were bickering.

Droids weren’t malicious, it never occurred to them that they could care for each other, value anything besides their own immediate needs or wants.  They were created without that intrinsic ability to love.

And that’s what made them different from clones.

Clones were made to be loyal to the Republic, of course.  You could call it brainwashing, you could call it programming, and the clones would be insulted, but they would have no real evidence to counter it.

But more than anything clones were loyal to their brothers, and that was on them.  That love, that sacrifice, that commitment to each other was the one thing that was their own.  More so than the armor that was given to them, more so than the names they chose, their brothers, who shared their dna, and more importantly, shared their cause and shared their lives and shared their love.

Brothers did not betray brothers.  If they did, well, in the eyes of many clones they lost their very humanity.

There were billions of droids throughout the galaxy.  And yet droids did not have brothers.

It earned them the clones’ pity, and their hatred.

in my bed since 9 pm on a saturday night, reading the tbb novel, a cup of chamomile tea and a couple of pieces of dark chocolate. I’m exactly where I want to be, leave me here.

I found my old tablet that I may have or may have not broken a bit.

I'm thinking of making it into techs datapad

✨️Koi's thought of the day ✨️

Ok so this is mor eof a fic idea than a thought, so here we go:

So the bad batch is on a mission with the 501st, they get into a tight spot in a battle or something. Rex turns to echo and says 'go crazy' and echo responds with a shit eating grin and reverts to the batshit crazy tactic he used with fives as an arc. The bad batch are just standing there slack jawed vause like echo was always the level headed one and like the mom. All the while rex is next to them watch the chaos unfold after he releases echo on whoever their fighting.

Idk man i just want echo reverting to his carzy self in front of TBB.

The Funniest Possible Star War: an AU where the Kaminoans get wise just a LITTLE earlier.

Like. Instead of waiting until the inhibitor chips are activated and the Empire is already ascendant to realize that the Galactic Empire absolutely will not allow there to be a planet that mass-produces clone armies for the highest bidder, they have this realization BEFORE Order 66 goes out.

AU where the Kaminoan government looks at their position, looks at the likely fallout, and weighs their futures under a Galactic Empire to whom they are a threat that has outlived its usefulness VS a grateful but still slow-moving Republic, with all its factions and legalities intact, its social mores primarily unchanged….its army filled with thinking, feeling men to whom Kamino is their homeworld and who are in control of their free will and thus capable of refusing orders that strike at their own hearts…its main enemy in the form of the Separatist Alliance neutralized but not utterly annihilated, ripe for both sides being played against the middle…

And quietly, about six weeks before Knightfall, without telling anyone, just…..deactivates the chips. Sends out a pulse via comm channel designed to fry or alter them. Remote killswitch. Something like that.

So Palpatine like. He’s WON. He’s TRIUMPHANT. He kills the Jedi strike team, gets Anakin to kill Mace Windu, names his new apprentice Vader, has him swear allegiance, sends him to wipe out the Jedi, goes all “COMMANDER CODEEEE”

“exEcUtE oRDeR SIxtY sIx”

and

nothing

happens.

Cody politely asks for clarification because that’s not a term in the GAR manual, sir, apologies. Long pause. Cody equally politely apologizes and explains that he’s in a pitched battle, sir, but I’m sure the General will contact you when we’ve taken the planet.

[Palpatine voice] “Hwat.”

He hits the next button on his carefully-curated Order 66 contact booklet for the high-priority targets he wants taken out before the general transmission so they don’t get any warning. He sits impatiently through the tinkly elevator music.

“COMMANDER REX EXECUTE ORDER 66″

Rex blinks, explains he’s not familiar with that code, sir, but Rex is a little less polite than Cody due to long-term exposure to Anakin Skywalker, and has the presence of mind to also point out that the Supreme Chancellor isn’t even technically IN the GAR chain of command, he’s a CIVILIAN leader, what’s going on–

Palpatine hangs up on him.

Okay, fine, whatever. Annoying but not unsurpassable, those two were ALWAYS an irritant, their clone commanders must have done something to the chips, it WAS a clone from Skywalker’s battalion who nearly discovered them after all. He’ll take out the rest of the Council and the all-call general transmission will take out the rest of the Order, he can deal with the treacherous 501-B and 212th later–

Shaak Ti’s clone commander asks in abject bewilderment how the Supreme Chancellor even got his personal comm number. He’s not even on duty. It’s 3am. Half the Council’s clones don’t even respond. Those that do just promise to have their Jedi call back about this Order 66 thing when they’re available.

He sends the general transmission with significantly less gravitas than originally planned.

He immediately starts getting confused email notifications. Unduli sends a TEXT from some random rank-and-file clone’s comms politely reminding him that she was present for the most recent strategy meeting and there was no operation codenamed Order 66, and reminds him coolly to respect the chain of command. Depa Billaba’s commander not only calls back but actually GETS HER ON COMMS to ask if she knows the term. They patch her padawan into the call to puzzle it out. The padawan asks Palpatine what happened to his face. He sits through three full minutes of playful banter before screaming and cutting the line.

Anakin gets downstairs to kick off Knightfall. The 501st blinks at their orders, exchange long looks, agree wholeheartedly, and stun him in the back the moment he turns around before dragging his ass to the Temple medical wing. 

The war ends twelve hours later.

Palpatine throws a chair through a window.

Rex: If General Kenobi and I were drowning, who would you save?

Cody: You two can’t swim?

Obi Wan: It’s a hypothetical question, Cody! Who would you save?

Cody: My time and effort.