#jango fett headcannons

[youeverjustmarryabountyhunter]

Recently became obsessed with cowboy au's again so I did what any reasonable person would do and made a silly Clone Wars au for pure self indulgence.

Please enjoy my silly little headcannons and maybe one day I'll actually write the thing (I've said this several times before...but one day!)

•Usually with modern au's I try to justify why Jango has so many damn kids but not this time. The man just does okay? Also he's not attracted to women so like..who knows! My favorite plot point is Jango just has a bunch of kids and no one knows why and they just have to accept that

•Jango/Myles supremacy. They're married, thank you. Silas is their third wheel that's just always sorta there.

•Good dad Jango! Always good dad Jango. I just love him okay? It's like a little treat for myself.

•Ages are like...semi...cannon? For the clones the alphas are all adults, as are the commanders. After that, Rex, Kix, Jesse and whoever else I deem to be in that like age range- are 18/19/20. Domino squad, are teenagers. Tup, Dogma, Wooley, Comet are like..ranging from preteen's to 8. Boba is the baby at 3 years old. Don't ask me about Omega or the bad batch please I haven't decided what I'm doing with them yet, probably gonna make them Arla's kiddos like the other modern au of mine. These are also like..just a general guidelines of ages I haven't really fleshed anything out.

•Boba LOVES animals. It's a good thing they live on a farm. He just..befriends all of the animals even the ones that he isn't supposed to (raccoons) Jango nearly had a heart attack. Boba was fine though, just a little grumpy that Jango took him away from the raccoon.

•It's a miracle Boba knows how to walk because he's just constantly being carried/demanding to be carried. If he has the option to be in someone's arms he will be. Spoiled little thing. Honestly all of the Fett kids are probably spoiled, but they like to tease Boba about it cause he's the baby.

•Real talk though, I think Boba is a little sweety. He just loves his aliit(family) so much and wants to spend all his time with them.

•Mando'a is a language because I said so. Mandalorians are still a culture. That's just my go to for all modern au's tbh.

•Jaster is the best grandpa EVER. He's the reason they're all spoiled. Auntie Zam ALSO spoils them rotten. Uncle Bossk does as well it's just a lot less. Hondo...is Hondo let's be honest here. They're spoiled sure but Jango would really like to know WHERE Hondo got everything from (he would not like the answer)

•I haven't figured out how or anything but Codywan IS happening. Same with Blyla (is that Aayla and Bly's ship name?? Gonna pretend it is-)

•In the vain of keeping ages semi cannon Fennec is 19 and a farmhand 👌. She's like..not legally adopted but she might as well be. Jango's baby girl right there. Boba follows her around like a puppy and it only annoys her a little. She's definitely the reason he knows bad words let's be honest.

•I'm leaning towards most face tattoos are just birthmarks. As far as names go those are just their names. No one ever said Jango was good at naming things. Isn't there a comic in legends where they have a pet eel and it's name is just eel?

•Everything I know about 3 year olds comes from the times I have babysat actually 3 year olds and google. So in that spirit, Boba does have a paci in the art depicted below simple because I wanted to draw a pacifier- but Jango is also trying to ween him off it so he doesn't mess up his teeth.

This au has consumed me like..ugh I'm obsessed with it. There may or may not be a pinterest board just entirely dedicated to it. You don't understand how in love with this silly little au I am-

If you made it this far through the post- have some traditional art that may or may not get turned digital eventually! (There was one of Myles and Jango but I literally cannot decide on Myles hairstyle and couldn't erase it anymore for fear of ripping the paper so...)

Join me next time (maybe-) for when I inevitably think of more headcannons for this au.

In order: Jango and Boba, Jango braiding Fennec's hair, and Cody!

[sadiecoocoo]

For th longest time I wondered where the Curley hair clones headcannon came from… until I realized that it’s not even headcannon because Jango fett had Curley hair and so did the live action clones and I’m an idiot that needs to rewatch the movies instead of the animated shows for the millionth time

[techs-goggles9902]

Two Souls Entwined

Part 4 (Eventual) Captain Rex x oc

A/N: HOLY SHIT GUYS IM BACK. I COOKED UP A STORM THIS TIME. These are my personal headcannons so if you don’t like them you’re welcome to leave 🤩 feel free to criticize I love criticism. Not beta read (as always) 😆

Word count: 2883 (went way overboard)

No warnings unless you’re scared of mean Kaminoans

REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR FAN FICTION. QUEUE: 3

“Fierfek…” 

“If you’re thinking of leaving, Kal, you know the deal. Su’cuy, Niva,” a voice says from beside the pair of stunned mandos. 

Jango Fett stands before them, looking out the window as well. 

“Jango, you said-”

“I said you’ll be training special ops troops. They just happen to be growing them.”

“What?” 

“Clones…” Niva says before Jango can answer Kal. “Clones of Jango.” 

“I knew you were the brains, ad’ika,” Jango chuckles, grinning at the girl. 

“How the fierfek did you get involved?” Kal asks. 

“A good five million and a little something special. Don’t look so surprised, you would do the same.” Jango looks between Kal and Niva before gesturing for them to follow him down the glossy corridor. Niva’s senses are overwhelmed as she looks between the toroids. 

She blinks rapidly as thoughts spiral in her brain. They aren’t her own and they change as she looks between the towers. It’s like the fetuses are speaking to her. She pauses and looks at one tower specifically, squinting slightly as her gaze lands on a certain tube. The fetus floats in the translucent liquid, an umbilical cord abnormally curling around its leg. 

“Niva, c’mon,” Kal shouts from down the hall. Niva hesitantly pulls her eyes away from the baby to jog back to her adoptive father. 

If something was wrong, the Kaminii would know. They would know. The baby’s fine. 

“You’re both dead now, don’t worry about it, Kal,” Jango says. Niva must’ve missed a bit since they’re both mid conversation about something. 

Right… I’m dead. 

“So, Ilippi threw your sorry shebs out?” Jango asks Kal, who’s expression softens slightly at the mention of his ex-wife. 

“Yeah.”

“Told you, you should've married a Mando girl. Aruetiise don’t understand the mercenary way.” 

Niva’s eyes narrow involuntarily as Jango brings up Ilippi. She refused to let Kal take their 8 year old sons into war with him, and soon, Kal’s family were no longer waiting for him to come back. 

Didn’t let those kids go into battle, what an outsider! I turned out fine, Niva thinks. 

“Ko Sai said something wasn’t right about the first batch of clones. They’ve been tested and I don’t think they’ll make the military grade, but I’ve told Orun Wa we’d look at them before… you know,” Jango explains. 

“I don’t. Please elaborate,” Kal says. 

“You’ll see.” Jango leads them down the hall, ushering them into a nearby room. 

“Welcome, gentleman,” says Orun Wa in his peaceful monotone, not even addressing Niva, with a gentle tilt of his head. The Kaminoan has a bony fin going down the back of his head and to the nape of his neck. 

“So the first batch have been confirmed as below the accepted standard?” Jango asks. 

“These units are defective, I admit there was an error made while enhancing the genetic template.” Orun says, craning his slender neck to call out to someone in the corridor. “Bring them in.”

Niva turns as the door opens, glancing at Kal. He gives her a small nod, putting a hand on her shoulder. Six pairs of footsteps enter the room. Niva notices: the footsteps are close together, shorter strides instead of longer ones that would fit an adult. 

Kal turns, his eyes widening as he looks down. Six identical boys - maybe four, maybe five at the most - walk into the room. 

These are children, not soldiers… not droids… not units… little kids. 

All had identical curly black hair and dark blue tunics and pants. Both Kal and Niva expected grown men, not… 

“Kids… Kal’buir…” Niva can’t take her eyes away from the boys as she whispers to Kal. His hand leaves her shoulder as Jango inhales sharply. The boys huddle together, one of them holding his arms back like he’s shielding his brothers from Orun Wa, two boys clutching each other as they look at Kal with their big, dark, unblinking eyes. 

Oh… He’s defending his brothers… 

It rips at Niva’s heart, reminding her once again of her brothers. She figured out fast that Kaminoans didn’t tolerate anything that doesn’t meet their society’s principles of perfection. Maybe they don’t know that it’s often imperfection that gives humans an edge?

She hears Orun Wa, Jango, and Kal talk about the boys, but she can’t bring herself to tune in. Not that she understood most of what they said, anyway. Her Basic wasn’t as up to par as she’d like. She spoke with a slight accent, just barely there, pronouncing some letters and words differently than born Basic speakers.  

Three of the boys look up at Niva with their big round eyes. Niva tries to smile and give them a wave, but all three flinch as her hand raises, making Niva immediately put her hand down. 

One of the kids mimics her wave, his scared expression softening a bit. Niva grins at him and he bares his teeth in an attempt of a returning smile. 

“What do you mean by reconditioned?” Kal says, drawing Niva back into the conversation. She obviously missed a lot. 

“In this case, termination. These units cannot follow orders and are simply too unreliable, failing to meet the personality profile required,” Orun Wa replies casually. 

“Terminated? They’re children!” Niva says, gesturing to the boys.

“Niv…” Kal mumbles, placing a hand on her shoulder again. Evil is supposed to be dark and menacing… not soft-spoken.

Then Kal registers what they meant by terminating. Within a second, his clenched fist is at Orun Wa’s chest. “You touch any of those kids, you gray freak, I’ll skin you alive and feed-” 

“Steady,” Jango says, pulling Kal’s arm back. 

“This is uncalled for, we only care for our customer’s satisfaction,” Orun Wa states. Niva watches with wide eyes, instinctively stepping towards the boys. Kal hears his heart thundering in his ears, yanking his arm out of Jango’s grip, stepping in front of the kids, who were silent. His eyes never leave Orun’s yellow irises. 

Jango grips Kal’s shoulder hard enough to hurt. Don’t. Leave this to me. 

“We could do with a few wild cards,” Jango carefully says, stepping between the Kaminoan and Kal. “It’s good to have a few surprises for the enemy, no? How old are they?”

“Two standard years.” 

Niva’s jaw literally drops to the durasteel floor. The boys look older, though. Kal slowly puts his hand back to place his palm on the head of the defending boy’s head. But small fingers clasp onto his calloused hand instead. A helpless gesture. Kal swallows hard. Two years old.

“I’ll train ‘em. What’re their names?” He asks, looking between Jango and the Kaminoan. 

“All units are numbered,” Orun Wa starts. 

“We can… give them names… right?” Niva speaks up quietly. All three men look at her. Kal gives her a discreet hand signal: later. 

“Anyway, our quality control designated them as Null class and-” 

“Null? As in, no di’kutla use?” The veins in Kal’s neck have never been so prominent. 

“Kal, leave this to me,” Jango breathes. 

“No, they’re not units, Jango.” The little hand was holding on for dear life. Another boy comes up and wraps his little arms around Kal’s leg. 

To Niva, the next minute goes by so fast. Before she can even blink, the boy thrusts his fingers into Kal’s boot, taking out the hidden blaster, tossing it to the boy who’s holding Kal’s hand. 

The boy caught it cleanly and pointed it at Orun Wa, his little fingers just barely holding the blaster steady. 

“Osik,” Jango sighs. “Put it down, kid.” 

But the boy held the weapon at the perfect angle, left hand steadying the right, eyes focused on his target. Niva looks between the men, flabbergasted at how calm Jango is. 

I couldn’t protect them… so… maybe I can protect these boys…

“Hey, bud,” Niva says, gently putting a hand on the boy’s arm as she kneels down beside him. “Put it down, yeah? No need for shooting anybody, kyr’ika. Give me the blaster.”

He doesn’t budge, barely blinking.

“You’re safe, lad,” Kal’s voice is soft as he squats down beside the kid, nodding to Niva, a silent indicator that he’s got this. “Come on… put it down. There’s a good lad. Now give me the blaster.”

The boy lowers his arms slowly, “Yes, sir…” He hands the blaster to Kal, who scoops him up. 

“Good lad…” Kal lowers his voice to whisper in the boy’s ear. “Nicely done, too.” 

A small hand tugs Niva’s, making her look down. Two pairs of big eyes stare up at her, one boy mimicking the wave she gave them earlier. Niva grins and waves back with her free hand. She crouches down so she’s eye level with the boys. 

“Hi, I’m Niva,” she holds out her hand. The boys stare at it and then one of them shakes her hand with his little fingers. 

“I’m N-7 and that’s N-10,” he says, meeting her gaze. 

“Pleasure, boys. We’ll work on names later, yeah?” Niva keeps up her smile. N-10 looks at N-7, nudging him with his elbow. Niva can barely hear under his breath as he whispers to N-7, “I wanna shake her hand, let go.” 

Niva lets out a small laugh, N-10 now holding her hand and meeting her gaze just like N-7. These were little boys but were so much like grown men. She’s aware of Kal and Jango speaking behind her. 

“What kind of armor is that?” N-10 asks. 

“It’s made out of beskar. It’s Mandalorian - do you know what that is?” Niva replies. Both boys shake their heads. “Well, I’ll teach you.” 

“You talk funny,” N-7 chimes in.

“So do you, little man.” The boy’s eyes widen as he looks at N-10, who gives him the same wide eyed look. Niva can see N-7 mouth silent words to his brother, We talk funny? She smiles at the pair’s sudden realization. 

“Ad’ika, let’s go.” Kal looks down at his daughter, the little marksman who pointed the blaster at Orun Wa on his hip. Niva nods and stands, her hand slipping from N-10’s much smaller one. 

Niva doesn’t even need to help Kal take the six boys to their quarters. The tiny soldiers silently march behind the two Mandos. 

The walk back to the room was eerily silent. Kal occasionally tried to make simple conversations with the boys, all attempts ending in one word answers from various kids. 

Niva could hear the boy’s thoughts and felt their emotions. Not a clear thought, though, just a jumbled mess entangling with her own thoughts. Multiple voices spoke to her as she walked beside her father figure, some small and quiet, others prominent and deafening. 

As the group walked down the sterile halls of Kamino they passed lines of other clones, all the same age as the Nulls, marching in the opposite direction. One of the boys caught her eye, his shaven head differentiating him from his brothers.

He caught her eye, his amber irises following her green ones as they passed each other. His thoughts melted into her own. The bridge of Niva’s nose pulsed with a deep ache, silencing her overcrowded mind. 

“Ad’ika… Niva, are you okay?” Kal’s voice broke her trance. 

“Yeah… yeah, I’m fine. Headache, ‘s all, Buir.”

“Mm… Have you ever finished that story of yours? Remember, the one you wanted to write before we met?”

”I remember. No, I haven’t done much with it since then. Should I?”

”Maybe. Just find something inspiring, like these little lads.” Kal reaches back to ruffle one of the boy’s hair. 

“In… In what?” 

“Something that gives you ideas, ad.” 

The first night with the boys was… something. Niva hardly slept with two little four year old boys clinging to her all night, their little fists white knuckling her sleep shirt. 

Kal settled on names for all six of them, taught them a bit of mando’a, filled their little bellies with uj cake, realized how traumatized they were, and knocked out with Ordo - N-11 - on his lap.

N-7 and 10 - now Mereel and Jaing - clung to Niva as if she were their lifeline. They held her pant legs tightly in their little fists when they walked down the corridors or just to the ‘fresher. Whenever she’d ruffle their mops of brown curls they’d look up at her with a confused look, not aware it was a sign of affection. 

The first time she did so, Mereel looked terrified, his pools of amber going wide, like his eyes were taking over his little face. 

What did the kaminiise do to you boys… 

Niva eventually worked up enough courage to begin wandering the halls of Tipoca City in her spare time, finding training areas and barracks under construction for the millions of clones that will eventually call this sterile place home - or as close to home as possible. 

On her fourth day of exploration, she saw the kaminioan. Of course there were kaminiise everywhere, it was Tipoca City, but this one was different. She sat on a tall bench - built specifically for kaminioans - overlooking one of the few functioning training areas. 

Her skin, a sickly gray, shined in the light. Her large black eyes with blue-gray irises were focused on the cadets through the glass. Niva was intrigued by her, the way she looked at the cadets like they were roba up for slaughter. 

Niva made a habit to walk past her on her walks since the kaminioan always sat there at the same time everyday. A couple days after first seeing her, she spoke up, not looking away from the cadets. 

“Can I help you, Ms. Niva Veen?” She startled Niva, stopping her in her tracks. 

“How do you know my name?” 

“I read your file, Mandalorian. May I ask why you’re always walking about instead of training our troops?” She still didn’t look up. 

“It’s my free time, I finished training one standard hour ago,” Niva says as she walks up to the kaminioan. “What’re you doing?”

“My job.” 

“May I ask what your job is, then?”

“I am Chief Scientist Ko Sai’s assistant. I’m here to study the Generation Ones, seeing what should be improved and changed in later Generations,” the kaminoan answers in the same monotone Orun Wa used several days prior. 

“What’s your name?” 

“Nala Se.” 

“Nice to meet you.”

“Why do you always come here?” Nala Se asks with a sigh, seeming to be done with Niva. 

“I’m-” Niva couldn’t think of the correct word. “You’re just always out here. You look sad sometimes.”

“I am allowed to feel emotions sometimes, Niva Veen.” 

Niva cocks her head. “I’m good at reading people. You seem more than sad, like you’re focused on something important to you, something to prove to someone.” 

Nala Se finally looks away from the cadets, her massive eyes meeting Niva’s. “You’re correct, actually.” She leans back slightly and pauses, her eyes widening as she realizes something. “I need a trainer. Not for myself, but for… special ops troopers. You seem qualified, for a sixteen year old.” 

“I can train troops. I know what I’m doing,” Niva replies, narrowing her eyes slightly. Nala Se hums an acknowledgement, standing and turning her back to the girl. 

“Follow me, then,” she says. 

The private tubing system fascinated Niva, her face nearly pressed to the glass as she zoomed past the water and its inhabitants. 

“Have you never seen an ocean before? It really isn’t that intriguing,” Nala Se says. 

“Not this close…” Niva replies as she unfocuses her eyes to see the water streaming past her. 

The lab was just as sterile as the rest of Kamino, but the dimness was a mixture of soothing and eerie. They entered through the floor, directly in the center of the lab. 

“You remember how the six other Null ARCs were disposed of?” Nala Se asks Niva. 

“Yes…” Where is this going? 

“I saved them. Orun Wa and Ko Sai didn’t think they’d last in combat, you see. One was smaller than the rest, one stockier, two very thin, one a female. The female and one of the lankier cadets had poor eyesight compared to the average clone,” Nala Se explains. 

She walks to a panel on the wall, opening a hidden door. A hidden door in a hidden lab. What else lies in these walls? She continues, “I was tasked with the extermination of those six. Yes, I directly disobeyed orders, but once I show the higher ups, I’ll be rewarded. I will surpass Ko Sai to become the next Chief Scientist.” 

Niva watches as the hidden door leads to a brighter corridor. The hallway leads to another door, small noises can be heard from behind the transparisteel. 

“CT-9903 and the female would’ve never lasted. I’ve done all I could to preserve their eyesight but not much can be done. Both require glasses. In addition, I modified the entirety of the batch so they can’t be traced back to the Nulls.”

“Wait,” Niva says, “CT? Not ARC?” 

The door at the end of the hidden hallway behind the hidden door in the hidden lab opens to reveal six clones, the same age as the Nulls, sitting on their respective six bunks, dwarfing them. 

“Clone Force 99, this is Niva Veen. She will be continuing your training from now on.”

Mando’a used:

Kaminii means kaminoan (the se at the end of certain scenes is just plural as in kaminoans)

Fierfek is just some random curse I think

Aruetiise means traitor

Shebs means your rear

Ad’ika is a term of affection for a kid (ad means the same)

Buir is father/mother (no gender in Mando’a)

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Star Wars Masterlist

FICS:

Darth Maul:

You - One. 🌶️

Anakin Skywalker:

Is This Love. 🌶️

Baby-Trapping. 🌶️

Obi-Wan Kenobi:

Is This Love. 🌶️

Jango Fett:

Simple Pleasures. 🌶️

Kylo Ren:

Feelings. 🌶️

Headcannons:

Anakin Skywalker:

General Dating. 🌶️

Obi-Wan Kenobi:

General Dating. 🌶️

Armitage Hux:

General Dating. 🌶️

[zoeykallus]

hello! not sure if this has already been asked or not, but i was wondering as to why you write some of the clones talking in another language at the reader other than galactic basic / english? and also has this been a recurring thing throughout the series or is it just a headcannon of some sort? hope you’re doing well, really love your writing! ^^

Aloha! Still breathing, thanks for asking! It wasn't asked before, at least not that I would remember.

It is a head canon, so to speak, though I am not the first to do so. The language you are referring to is Mando'a, the language of the Mandalorians. Since the clones are descended from Jango Fett, or created from his genetic material, I felt it was fitting. I can well imagine that some clones have learned the language at least partially in the course of their lives. One of the reasons I imagine is to be a little closer to their own roots. As far as I know, this is never mentioned in the movies or shows. For me personally, this broadens the profile/personality of the clones a bit.

Hope that answers your question.

Have a nice one! 😊

[dukeoftheblackstar]

Saw your other post about roleplaying star wars before on facebook, was it? You'll do fine! Welcome to the fandom.

You guys are so much nicer than the peeps I met before. Thank you very much! I haven't even been on here much apart from replying on some posts that tickle my fancy ♥.

Core memory. That's what it is for me.

It was what really made me appreciate Star Wars and over all Mandalorians before the series even came out.

I'm a heavily into planets, stars, skies, space, anything in the vast goodness of the outside world. In a sea of nekomimis and hot anime chicks as oc's and muses, I played this Seven-tailed cat-like goddess person who came across a Jango Fett writer.

Boy, a year and a month younger than me and we clicked. I brought his Jango to a series of wild adventure defeating creatures of Egypt and a shy mix of mythological gods and monsters of every kind. He loved it primarily because you know, it's the thrill of the fight in exchange for my muse to explore "human tools and practices".

Then one thing lead to another and he ended up playing Boba too, so that's two. Then they had legions, other OCs, then came the siths and jedi writers, then it because an actual faction and political bullshit came because back then we didn't care or specify age and shit.

If your profile says you're Jango Fett, Mandalorian, that was it. You add your origin story and we discover your headcannon. If you was sith, same goes. Nobody bothered to elaborate on anything, it was a come as you go and explore each other like mad dogs.

And as fun and magnificent as how it turned out, it had drawbacks. Certain snarky remarks and comebacks turned to heated mun-arguments because of actual mun-preferences; hence why I said it became political.

Lo and behold, we were two kids writing with adults that were double, triple our age and though that should not matter, it became a bit of a toxic environment.

I still retained some friends and we're at what, 16-18 years of friendship? Some of them even actually got together, some passed away, and some became integral part of my life.

There'd always be a special spot in my heart for Star Wars and roleplay or writing in general. I'm not a very well-versed Star Wars fan, but I know a thing or two, maybe a bit more than thing or two.

But yeah, it was as every bit warm as it had turned cold.

^ Look at this precious baby. My first love and literally my first boyfriend (the mun who wrote as Jango turned Boba, then his own oc).

[starwarsanthropology]

Tomo or Commander Thorn for the 4 headcannons

-commanderfoxtheshield

Thorn first! I don't really have a strong idea of him in my head aside from general fanon, tbh

Headcanon A:  realistic

He seems like the kind of guy everyone would expect to be really excited abt sweets and junk food etc, but I don't think he would be

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Idr who it is but whoever drew him and said "i gave him surfer babe hair and massive tits so obviously I had to give him a head full of air" they were on it. Like i dont think hes stupid but i think its funny if he can be a bit ditzy. as a treat.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Idk if i can top how baseline evil people are to the corries like i also love to watch them suffer but im just not that creative about it. I think he gets really stressed out over new recruits and that every time he puts a shiny in a position where they get hurt he takes it really personally as his fault and his responsibility.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

Regularly charms free food/snacks/little luxuries out of shop owners and natborn locals using a combination of his winning smile and also bc hes just a sweet guy. Is too busy to do it regularly but has taught enough others by example that theres a small army of grannies who live near CG barracks who will scold any clone who interacts w them about eating more.

Tomo:

Headcanon A:  realistic

For all his attachment problems hes actually pretty good at coming to terms with loosing patients, in terms of self-blame and feelings of failure. He's furious about under-resourcing, and if he genuinely fucks up he definitely takes accountability for it (and often takes it hard), but for the most part he views working with and around death as part of a medic's responsibilities. Failure to save someone or even deaths related to triage decisions he makes don't make him a bad medic, but if he let himself wallow and it affected his other patients or even his performance, he would be failing as a medic, which is unacceptable.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

tramp stamp that says "bite here" (he does not but it wld be funny)

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

For all his silly drama, his whole Deal is because he is deeply, deeply scared of being left behind or being unable to be with those he loves. Clones don't have much in terms of personal possessions and he has no material possessions he can keep in remembrance. He already misses so many people, pulled away by death or postings across the galaxy, and it feels like a chunk gets carved out of them for each one, so why not let them take a part of him to keep with them wherever they go, if it's going to hurt so bad anyway?

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

Trans jango fett trans clones babey!!!! In canon it talks abt sterility and obviously in the EU darman knocks someone up so at least some clones r amab but i do not see it.

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~Comics~

Omega copies her brothers

Tech and Crosshair insult eachother

Hey clanker!

Crosshair is protective of tech

Crosshair has oral fixation

Obiwan crying in spanish

Obiwan falling on cody

Drunk Obiwan

This is why jango didn’t fucking love you

Obiwan fell down a mountain

TBB doing haka

Supervising fox’s breakdown

Fox radio broadcast

Echo misusing scomp link

Don’t leave anakin unsupervised

I loved you

Fives fighting Ahsoka

Fives found a bug

Commanders went out drinking

Croissants found a lightsaber

Bly has a competance kink

Calling Cody dad

crosshair moment of weakness

Obiwan sits like he’s posessed

Clones are good bois

Space hooters

Tech being neurodivergent

Wolffe avenge you

Tech can’t see shit

Tech swearing

Don’t name the twi’lek child

plo koon being Dad

Jedi leave their robes around, clones have fun

~Text posts~

AZI in rice

Cody the WIFI boy

Scared Wolffe

TBB season 2 hopes

Sexy obi wan costume

Obiwan tries to quit the order

C3PO is impressivly annoying

501st incorrect quotes 3

Echo one inch taller

Imperial march playing from another room

501st incorrect quotes 2

tbb incorrect quotes 1

tbb incorrect quotes 8

tbb group chat fuck word

Wolffe whos this clown

Din and space dogs

Wolffe hates anakin

TBB incorrect quotes 6

The entire fandom to crosshair

Limited vocabulary

Tbb incorrect quotes 5

echo 501st brain activated

tbb incorrect quotes 3

Trooper cottontail

Fives barcode on thigh

tbb incorrect quotes 7

Anakin starts hearing background music

501st incorrect quotes 1

tbb incorrect quotes 4

tbb incorrect quotes 2

oddly specific star wars headcannons

Fox seduces the chancellor

Hunter is short, tech holds on hip

Tup recording documentary

barracks on fire

goodnight kisses

Obiwan is gay confirmed

What was really said

Day one seminar on how to command clone troopers

palpatine’s fourth zoom meeting

501st don’t get the joke

IG-11 and boba fett

Not all men

Greef Karga

Fox’s ct number is 1010

501st headcannons

Humorous scenes from the book

about the 104th wolfpack

How to write smut

Why tech’s armor is lighter

how tech got his name

tbb tag yourself

Wolffe being a mood

Clone wars how do you like your coffee

If fives met the bad batch

Plo is clone dad

Clones what non-military career do you think youd be good at

O66 if their chips were secretly removed

Clone wars ‘bloopers’

Palps made a shiny cry

You ignorant slut

~Memes~

Hunter selling echo

Caleb kicking crosshair

Tech is angry cat

TBB fuck tier list

Star wars fuck tier list

TBB and omega as text posts

How to negotiate a higher salary

Fox in VR

On all levels except physical I am a wolf

Fives didn’t connect shit

Rex and fives relationship in one still

Two bagels

TBB madagascar penguins

the senate meeting was cancelled croissants

Wrecker as text posts

Omega as text posts

Hunter as text posts

Crosshair as text posts

Crosshair as text posts 2

Tech-st posts

Echo as text posts

Right on schedule

They’re just dancing don’t worry about it

tbb as quotes from the office

regs as quotes from the office

Anakin becomes a problem

Look at all the fucks I don’t give, anakin

Clone troopers as memes

Inhibitor chip removal at claire’s

murder is okay art

TBB spoilers without context

Starwars characters as mulaney quotes

Tech is bigfoot

Tbb as bird memes

Hands are for echo

Fives careless whisper

~Gifs~

angry cute echo

Tech and Omega

Tech in blacks

Crosshair doesn’t miss but CT-9904 does

I won’t leave you, not this time

Rex is a good listener

Tech is a confident nerd

Wrecker the gentleman

Echo needs a hug

Where is my grumpy grump

Tech panics over info

We were brothers once

TBB 1.14

Crosshair in battle simulation

This reg we like

Tech in clone wars

Clones with real face

Every named clone trooper so far

Cody and obi like meercats

Crosshair smile

Crosshair tbb

Echo watching Rex

~Art~

Echo in the sun

Echo and tech

Bad batch back together

Bad batch in civvies

Tech and Wrecker

A wild tech appears

Tech and Echo fixing stuff

Badass Obiwan and Cody

Cody in suit

Echo and Fives

Clone trooper armour

79s

Hunter and Crosshair

Drinking coffee

Loth cats and wolfpack

Tech

Wolffe and Plo

Cody

Wolffe is ready to kill C3PO

Trooper shenanigans

Ahsoka and Obiwan

Neon Rex

Rex

~Photos/ Screenshots~

Hot Echo

Tech smiling

Echo is Majestic

Angry sexy hunter

Wolffe’s legendary eye roll

TBB barracks

Crosshair icons

Rex dad joke

~Fics~

returning from the dead is easier said than done

Rex kissing reader without thinking in front of people

Stress relief

Tech Savvy

The coffee house

Keep your captains close

Random tech headcannon

Omega and Cross and Lothcats

Bad batch headcannons

Mama wolffe

Routine affection

Talk about it

Soft echo headcannons

Mistletoe mishaps

Unexpected kiss

TBB game night headcannons

flirting with clone troopers

Deaf crosshair headcannons

Tech x reader

Echo and pop

Fives misusing protection crystals

Clones giving bad relationship advice

Don’t give five’s vodka

The TILF awards

Clone dad’s and the weird/creepy things their kids say

Annual jedi council holiday party

Anakin’s hand

Wolffe’s eye

Coming out to mando

Helping wolffe shave

SW characters watching shrek

put your clothes on fives and echo

Echo good baker, fives good chef

Echo’s missing blasters

Get the captain to rest

Night before thanksgiving poem

~Fake texts~

Commanders accidentally texting you

TBB fake texts

How tbb would react to you wanting a baby

~Other??~

idfk1

idfk2

SW writing resources

[retrodaft]

Yoooo! @clonewarslover55 I just a got an idea 💡 hear me out, this 👇🏽

“Vau had been far closer to Jango Fett than Skirata ever had. He understood-perhaps too late, but eventually - the depth of Fett’s loathing of the Jedi.”

— Imperial Commando: 501st

[elenamiria]

Do Request:

SFW/NSFW

Headcannons, Fics, Drabbles (Pretty much any length is fine, just know longer requests may take longer)

Characters are listed below (If you don’t see the character you want listed just message me or send me an ask!)

For NSFW I’m fairly comfortable with various kinks but the No’s are listed below.

Characters [Favorites are bolded] : [For platonic requests all SW characters are allowed]  Star Wars: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Plo Koon, Kit Fisto, Mace Windu, Rex, Cody, Fives, The Bad Batch, Jango Fett, Darth Maul, Darth Vader, Han Solo, Boba Fett, Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Poe Dameron, Finn, Rey, Armitage Hux, Kylo Ren, Ben Solo  Pedro Pascal Characters: Javier Peña, Max Phillips Horror: Michael Myers, Brahms Heelshire, GhostFace (Billy/Stu)  Do not request: Real life people, Underage or pedophilia, incest (or clonecest), watersports or defecation, Extreme violence or Gore (Canon-Typical is fine), Extreme Angst (Canon-typical is fine), Anything that makes me super uncomfortable - if this is the case I’ll give some logic behind any requests I deny

Just some fun little prompt lists they are not necessary to request! (Feel free to send me lists and I’ll update this as I go) 

200 Various Prompts   Grumpy Affectionate Starters    50 Cliche Tropes 50 Types of Kisses    Fake Dating Prompts    Platonic Enemies to Friends

⭐️ = In Progress | ✨ = Final Edits | 💫 = Completed & Tentative Post Date

Kinktober #9 Request | Darth Maul x Reader ⭐️

Sexy times | Kit Fisto x Reader ⭐️

Soft Hurt/Comfurt & smut Fic | Kanan Jarrus x Reader

Kanan saving reader from troopers &  smut | Kanan Jarrus x Reader

Fluffy Graffiti confession, Modern AU  | Maul x gn!Reader

Subby Luke piece for Katrynec | Luke x Reader

 Plo fluff, looking at stars and talking | Plo x Reader 

[janghoefett]

I’m like. Super horny for the clones rn (always) so, do you have any specific headcannons about them you’d like to share? 💕

Oof! Let’s see, thank you for the ask!

Fives is the flirtiest of flirts and you can’t help but fall in love with him a little bit. He’s always making you smile and hitting you with that cute shit.

All clones tease each other about their secret little romances. They all know what’s going on in each other’s lives and are very supportive, doing what they can to be good wingmen (think Rex covering for Anakin and Padme).

I love the idea that 99’s a parental figure out there for all these boys who had no parents (and no, I don’t think the Jedi were very nurturing to them). Modern AU he’s the dad coming to every talent show and to every sports game.

They don’t like Jango Fett :/ They’re not disrespectful or aggressive, but definitely bitter and questioning.

Cody is a ho

Fives is a ho

Rex is not a ho. Rex 5,000% wanted a family and he’s actually very sad that never happened for him.

[heartxfkyber]

Hi my love, for the sw asks: 29, 16, 3 and 30? Love youuuu

Hi anon! XD

29: Which character doesn’t get enough credit or screen time?

Okay, it used to be Boba Fett, but now he’s gained an even bigger following and obviously is getting his own show, so it has to be Bossk. Mans is too cool for his own good.

16: Have you read any Star Wars books?

I’ve read quite a few actually (to the point where I can’t even remember how many 😫🤌🏽) but my favourites are The Bounty Hunter Wars trilogy. And yes they’ve been retconned to hell and back but still…I am but a mere simp.

3: Favourite character from the Prequels?

Ooh, definitely Jango Fett and Aayla Secura. Jango is just awesome and Aayla is super cool, even though she doesn’t have much screen time!

30: Do you have any headcannons?

Oh goodness, too many to count! But my favourite is perhaps that Jango used to count the Mandalorian Tenets on baby Boba’s fingers whenever he couldn’t sleep, and sometimes Boba still does it, ticking them off on his hands at night.

[thelesbianlegacy-swtor]

FEM CLONES <3

OK SO IM GONNA START FROM THE BEGGINGIN  WHAT IF JANGO WAS A GIRL? Could you imagine? Obiwan gets to Kamino, and FUCKIMG BAM!

Two hundred thousand Pretty and deadly ladies ready to DIE FOR THE REPUBLIC

AND HE WOULD BE???? SO PUZZLE? DID MASTER SYFO DYAS HAD A...FETICHE? A KINK?

Ok so he gets stun by the revelation that there is thousands and thousands of pretty ladies ready to DIE for the REPUBLIC. But he is there for Official-Business™  so ofcourse he goes to interview the Template

And then what do we get? FUCKING JANE FETT THE DEADLIEST AND PRETTIEST BOUNTY HIUNTER THE GALAXY HAS EVER SEEN

And fucking Obiwan is like. O-O AND Boba! LITTLE BELLA FET would be "Hey old man"

And then we get to Geonosis. The entire thing goes exactly like in the movies. Except when all the commotion is done, the jedi are resting and they see a clone and they are all like "Hey man thanks for saving me. Good job" And then some clone gets her helmet off to reveal a pretty face with long ass hair and pretty long eyelashes.

So the Clone Wars™ begins. But there are 200 HUNDREAD THOUSANDS GIRLS UNDER REPUBLIC CONTROL. And then the fucking jedi get told

"Hey men. So we are going to drop around 8000 girls at your care. I dont know. Have fun i guess. Oh. And win the war and all that"

So im not the best at Headcannons but let ME TELL YOU THIS

ANAKIN DIES INSIDE. He SUCKS with the clones at first. He gets all unconfortable because "is he cheating at Padme?" They are my soldier! I have to care for them. And then he meets Rex. And his jaw drop. Not because she is a fucking bombshell. But because she is BADASS. She can take a hundread clankers and keep fighting

IMAGINE OBIWAN AN CODY.The Obi "i get every girl and men thinking aobut me at night" Wan.

Aayla throws herself into the DEEPEST LESBIAN HOLE SHE CAN THINK OFF WHEN SHE METS FEM-BLY

IMAGINE SEX SYMBOL QUINLAN VOSS SURROUNDED BY THOUSANDS OF BADASS LADIES. FOXY THE CLAN GETTING QUINLAS VOSS ON HIS KNEES

Would Ashoka date a clone? Would Padme get interested on some light adventure with her Husband Girls? Imagine Satine getting all fluster when she learns that Her ex is going around the galaxy in a ship filled with Girls that obey all his commands

I MEAN. ITS A FUCKING GOLD MINE! I would call this AU the clone wars with instead of a little tm at the side a little FM. Or perhaps FemVerse? IDK

[rex-ol-boy]

Imagine Zam leans forward and kisses Jango right smack on the lips before he can do anything. What's his reaction?

Jango is… surprised, to say at the least. Eyebrows raised, lips parted, and staring at Zam with the perfect look of confusion. Fett had worked with Zam for a long time now, and they had even become friends. He respected and valued her a lot, in the field and even when they were off duty. She especially doted on Boba quite a bit. However, although these feelings weren’t romantic, he didn’t mind platonic affection at all. He was relieved that Zam respected that after he explained it to her. Every now and then he might offer a small touch, a peck on the cheek. It had been too long since Jango had a good friendship with anybody.

—-Thanks for the ask! That was pretty fun! I personally headcannon Jango to be ace, but at the same time I could also see him forming a very meaningful platonic relationship with Zam. She’s good for him

[rex-ol-boy]

Happy asexual awareness week!

-from Jango Fett, a known asexual

Send in your ace headcannons for your favorite Star Wars characters or OCs!