So Awesome. Thank You For Blessing Us With These!!!

I'm laughing so hard right now

Kidou, shining a flashlight under the bed: Gouenji, are you ready to come out yet and socialize with people?

Gouenji: *demonic screeching*

Kidou: Understandable, have a nice day.

The real question is, has the WIP file reached 666 and if so, what's that story's pitch x)

...........................Neyo/Mace/Ponds, where Ponds and Neyo think they’re in a competition for Mace’s hand. Mace, meanwhile, is absolutely certain that all three of them are dating and is trying to arrange a nice relaxing vacation for them. It does not go as planned. 

Most Jedi dragons don't have hoards but Plo Koon sure does have a lot of sons

I see this and raise you: all Jedi have hoards but most Jedi keep them to small benign things. Obi-Wan hoards tea. Anakin hoards droid parts. Mace hoards the general concept of the Republic. Agen hoards grenades. Plo just happened to be between hoards when the Clone Wars started and claimed the entire GAR before anyone else could. All the other Council members are salty about this, and Plo is massively smug. 

Meet-ups

Quick reminder.

CANONICALLY, this is what the Clones look like.

So I don’t EVER wanna hear “the Bad Batch ARENT white washed” EVER AGAIN

BECAUSE THIS

IS NOT THE SAME SKIN TONE AS THIS

The Guild Codex Character Theme Songs/Playlists

Tori Dawson: You Found Me - Kelly Clarkson; Legends Never Die - Against The Current

Aaron Sinclair: Second Chance - Shinedown

Kai Yamada: Never Good Enough - Citizen Soldier; It’s Not Over - Daughtry

Ezra Rowe: Demons - Imagine Dragons; Monster - Imagine Dragons; If These Scars Could Speak - Devil Inside (both by Citizen Soldier); Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down; Back From The Edge - James Arthur

Zak Andrii: Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day

Robin Page: The Call - Regina Spektor; Used To Be - Arrows to Athens; Sad Song - We The Kings; Waiting For Superman - Daughtry

Zylas Vhal'yir: I’d Rather See Your Stars Implode - Slaves; Monster - Willyecho

Kit Morris: Be Somebody - Thousand Foot Krutch

Lienna Shen: Fighter - Christina Aguilera

Amalia Harper: Brave - Sara Bareilles

Saber Rose: One Woman Army - Porcelain Black; Angry Too - Lola Blanc; Thank You Hating Me - Citizen Soldier

Darius King: I’ll Fight - Daughtry; Natural - Imagine Dragons

Justin Dawson: Safe Inside - James Arthur Note: This list is not nearly finished - I plan to keep adding both songs and characters. If anyone out there has any suggestions, or other songs to add to existing assignments, or you just want to share your opinion on this theme list, feel free to share them!

Rex and Fox commission <3

That second art was just an excuse to draw Amaya’s full outfit

Ezra and Fulcrum’s Wacky Adventure

Ezra’s attempt to save Ahsoka on Malachor by fucking around with space-time goes wonky, and the two of them end up in the first year of TCW… with Vader in pursuit.

“You’re Ahsoka… from the future?”

“Sure am, Skyguy.”

“And that’s your padawan.”

“A friend’s padawan. His master died recently, and I’m keeping an eye on him until we figure something out.”

“Right, right… and, uh, mister tall, Dark, and horrifying?”

“Oh, that’s future you.”

“…”

“Yeah, Palpatine’s a Sith Lord and he’s been grooming you for a decade. Shit’s fucked. Anyway, get ready to jump, Vader’s gaining on us.”

I just have this mental image of hyper-competent “I am no Jedi” Fulcrum leading 20yo Anakin and angstiest ever Ezra on a merry ride called “avoid Vader before he kills us all.”

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Oooh. Hm.

Eldra/Cody, (idk, Eldra got rescued by the Jedi and lived AU) Eldra heard there's a clone commander that likes to punch Grevious and spin kick droids. She'd really like a spar.

“He what?” Eldra asks, maybe a little too loudly for the quiet training salle.

Maul wrinkles his nose, like he doesn’t get into shouting matches with his not-padawan practically daily at this point. “He punches droids,” he says distastefully. “With his fists. And kicks them.”

“Droids?” Eldra presses, impressed, and tries to calculate if Obi-Wan and his battalion are currently close enough to reach. She saw Anakin the other day in the refectory, so—maybe they're even on Coruscant.

“Grievous, as well, I believe,” Maul says, and eyes her with the wariness of almost twelve years of familiarity at this point. “Eldra—”

Eldra smirks at him. “You spend so much time with Obi-Wan that you must know his commander,” she says, pointed. “Introduce me.”

“I do not spend time with Kenobi,” Maul says crossly, but when Eldra grabs his arm and hauls him forward, he only struggles a little, which is practically permission where Maul is concerned.

“Enough time to know is commander has punched Grievous,” Eldra says, and when Maul sighs like she’s the greatest trial in his life and redirects her to the left, towards another set of training salles, she laughs. “You wouldn’t have told me if you didn’t think we would be friends.”

“A gross miscalculation on my part,” Maul says coolly, and shoves her through the next door, taking up residence in the opening with his arms crossed and an expression that says he’s been dragged here entirely against his will.

Eldra snorts, not about to let that stand, and hauls him into the room by the neck of his robes, ignoring the way he hisses at her in indignation. “Master Kenobi!” she calls across the room, to where Obi-Wan is flat on his back on the mats, his grandpadawan perched on his stomach and grinning with sharp teeth.

“Knight Kaitis,” Obi-Wan wheezes, head thumping back as he groans. “Maul.”

Eldra smiles at his grandpadawan, offering the little Togruta girl a hand up and slanting a surreptitious glance over at the clone with them. He’s leaning back against the wall, stripped down to his blacks, with his legs stretched out in front of him, and Anakin's captain is sitting with him, but—Eldra only has eyes for Obi-Wan’s commander. He looks like he practices kicking droids for fun, given those thighs, the muscling across his shoulders.

“I see you won this round,” she says, raising a brow at the Togruta girl, who grins back.

“I think seeing Knight Opress in the doorway distracted him,” she says cheerfully. “You’ve got good timing.”

Maul scoffs, like Eldra can't feel the flicker of something that’s definitely not annoyance that washes through him. “As expected from Master Kenobi,” he says disdainfully. “Beaten by an initiate—”

“I'm a padawan,” the girl says loudly, just as Obi-Wan pushes himself up and says with indignation, “Well, you try fighting her and see how well you fare, Maul—”

Eldra snickers, leaving them to it, and heads right for the commander, who’s watching his general with amusement and no small amount of judgement. Rex is the one who notices her coming, and his eyes widen as he elbows the other clone hard.

“Ow,” the commander says, jolting, and turns a scowl on him. “Rex, what—”

“You're Obi-Wan’s commander?” Eldra asks, stopping right in front of him. “The one who punched Grievous?”

The man blinks at her boots, then glances up, brow rising. “That’s me,” he says after a moment, bemused. “Commander Cody, sir.”

“I'm Eldra,” Eldra says decisively. “Spar with me. I want to fight you.”

Rex winces. Then again, he had to take two back to back missions with her and Anakin, so Eldra supposes he’s excused. They were dangerous missions. She didn’t even get to fight one single Sith, though, which was disappointing.

Cody's other brow rises to join the first, and he flicks another glance over her, assessing. Not sexual in the least, which is gratifying, because Eldra would hate to have to kick him in the balls so early on, but careful, which is even more so. Not writing her off because she’s a Twi’lek is a good start.

“I don’t exactly have a lightsaber,” Cody says, but he’s already pushing to his feet, so it’s very definitely not a no.

“I won't use mine, then,” Eldra says, and pulls off her outer robe, then her lightsaber, dropping them on Rex's other side. “Come, Commander Cody. If you win, I’ll treat you to dinner.”

Cody snorts, but there’s something like anticipation spreading across his face as he follows her towards the other side of the training salle. “And if you win?”

Eldra smirks at him. “You have to tell me exactly how you managed to punch Grievous in the face. And teach me how.”

Cody laughs, offering her his hand, and when Eldra clasps wrist with him, he squeezes firmly, clearly not afraid to break her. “You’ve got a deal.”

“Perfect,” Eldra says, and he promptly tries to flip her over his shoulder, but Eldra is expecting it, because it’s exactly what she would have done.

This, she decides, is going to be a very good relationship.

[On AO3]