*slams The Door Open, Eyes Manic* Sovereign State!

When Arrox learned that humans were on world he expected liars, smugglers, murderers, or worse. He wasn’t expecting a pair of generally kind hearted beings.

Mahl, as one of the humans-the one with golden hair and eyes the color of the Gaien sky- insisted on being called, is a doctor. He helps, again and again and again. He never turns anyone down, dirtying his hands with the blood of people who can’t pay and instead taking favors or small tasks.

Ivan, the human with silver colored hair and green eyes, is something called a ‘veteran’. He steps between beings and their would-be attackers constantly. He looms behind kind elders who are often taken advantage of.

The pair are well liked, even more so when word gets out that the Gaien government is going to be sending aide to a planet a system away. The two disappear with smiles goodbyes, promises of souvenirs, and reminders of keeping safe.

The humans said "We sent our very best to the stars."

Well we looked at what they sent: And thought, if that's their best, what are their worst like? They were scavengers and opportunists, fast talking con artists, barely restrained psychopaths with mayhem on their mind.

Honestly we were expecting the worst: That 'human' would be a curse word, that we'd have to root them out painfully and banish them back to their dirty heavy world.

But they cleaned up Antichor. They dredged the oceans, got the ecosystem back up, cleaned the mine lakes, remediated the sludge swamps, turned the hulks into gleaming ingots.

"We knew how. We had the experience." They said.

The humans started showing up in the weirdest places. Conflicts of all sorts... and they always had questions. "Why are you doing this? What if tehy did this. What if you did that?" And it was so odd - Within weeks of the Humans showing up, common ground would be found, or reasons to get along would appear.

"Well, we're used to it. We know how to deal with conflict." They said.

And the human liars, dressed in bedazzling clothes, singing and laughing... They spun lies! For entertainment! Of better worlds, and drama, of excitement, of adventure. Thay made such spectacles - Fire in the sky of a thousand colours - smoke and lasers, costumes and music, feats of synchronised movement the Civil Worlds had barely imagined could be performed by any being let lone these strange humans...

"We know how to have a good time!" They said.

When there was a nasty little war of expansion over on the Veran worlds, we thought we'd be barely in time to document the mass graves and the scraps of planetary genocide. Expansion wars are the worst of crimes but what can you do? The settlers who are squatting on the graves of the people who came before aren't usually the ones who ordered the invasion or carried it out. And there's always some justification that can be argued over for centuries: none of which brings the dead back.

We were horrified to find the Human fleet there. Finally proof that the Humans were the worst sort of mercenary.

But the ships had aid: Shelters and food. Medical personnel. And those that did fight did so under strange rules that allowed for surrenders and retreats in good faith.

The Verans talked of the Arnath Invasion fleet: Unstoppable, claiming thier worlds before they even landed, their leaders ranting and cursing those who lived there - But then the Humans arriving like heroes of legend, in flame clad dropships, spending their lives hard, making the Arnath throw incredible effort to get nowhere... Of the mighty Rangers, each one a hero. The Bulwark infantry who wouldn't yield a single step until the civilians had been evacuated. The Medical teams as caring as any, who'd stand and fight as hard as a soldier to protect their patients.

And even before we arrived, the Arnath were losing - Humans arriving on their world and asking "Why?". Arguing with the Archons with the skill of philosophers, litigating on behalf of the Verans with cunning arguments. The clowns and entertainers with unexpected savagery, showing the population their own "heroic" soldiers burning crops and firing on children, turning the population against thier bloody handed leaders.

The soldiers returning, not hailed as heroes, their crimes documented.

"We know these crimes. We won't stand for them." The humans said.

And we started to wonder... what else did they know?

What we know now is... you can always ask the Humans, because they always send their best.

New Robin Tim: *Just sitting there happily watching the Incredibles with Dick and Bruce*

Dick and Bruce: *secretly watching Tim and glancing at each other every time Syndrome comes on screen*

Do you think that siblings or twins of the Jedi for to see baby pictures and that was all they knew? Do you think that all younger siblings got to see of their siblings is that they were heroes? Do you think older siblings heard the news and broke down knowing that their little sibling, the one they held, the one they sang to, the one they played with, the one they cried over when they left but comforted themselves with knowledge that they’d be great?

Do you think families would call in sick on that day and mourn? Do you think that families with children that were going to go to the temple that year or later on, sobbed with relief at knowing that THEIR child, or sibling, or best friend, niece, or grandchild, weren’t on that soundless list of deaths?

do you think the birth families of the jedi mourned when they heard the news about order 66. do you think they worried and that they weeped when the clone wars began and they heard that their children were going off to fight in it. do you think they looked at their calendars and kept track of how old their children had become every birthday. do you think they knew that their child was only 10 when they were murdered during order 66. do you think any jedi went out to find their birth parents after losing the only family they really knew. do you think any families sheltered other escaping jedi, knowing what likely happened to their own. do you think the families cried. do you think they mourned. do you think, even though they hadn't seen their children in years... they still weeped?

Time Travel is my favourite trope and I think we need more fics where both Obi-Wan AND Qui-Gon time travel together because no matter when they get sent it's chaos. They're saving the galaxy and being physic flash-bangs to everyone around them.

like before Bandomeer?

The entire council is baffled to watch as Qui-Gon 'never taking a padawan again' Jinn has suddenly cut off his post-Xanatos depression tour to return to the temple and beeline to the creche with a frantic energy. His wild eyes immediately single out a fluffy, red-haired initiate.

"You." he exhales with a pointed finger, slightly ominous as he towers over the child. Said child starts vibrating with delight. "Me." he agrees, launching himself at the man. Qui-Gon drops to his knees with a thud that cannot be healthy. Obi-Wan's attempts to clamber into Qui-Gon's robes and maybe onto his shoulders is thwarted by the fact that Qui-Gon's massive hands are cupping Obi-Wan's tiny squishy cheeks. He stares at the initiate for a few minutes with an intensity that is starting to worry people.

Finally, "You're so small." Qui-Gon sounds like he might cry.

'What the fuck?' Plo Koon projects at Mace.

"I'm 9! That tends to be the case!" the child chirps back.

"You're nine." Oh. Ah. Qui-Gon's eyes are distinctively misty. He squishes the boy in a hug so hard he squeaks. Mace makes a series of gestures that imply the need for a head-scan. Depa obligingly drifts off towards the halls. Qui-Gon scoops the child up onto his hip and claims him as his padawan on the spot. The assorted council members and creche-masters burst into noise. Mace tells Depa to bring some space ibuprofen as well.

after Naboo?

Anakin is a little apprehensive of his place in both the order and Obi-Wan's life, but then one day Obi-Wan wakes up and is suddenly a lot less sad in the force?? In fact, if Anakin didn't know better he'd say he was almost giddy, but he's watched Obi-Wan try to pretend his world hasn't fallen apart for the past few months so it can't be that, right? And um, Miss Bant? He knows grief is a funny thing that affects people differently but he's pretty sure 'massive mood swing' and 'having full conversations with invisible people' is not...great? and you said to tell you if Obi-Wan got really weird in any way.

Anyway after a lot of medical exams, intense consultation with the archives, and a couple exorcisms, Anakin ends up being raised by his 'real' master and his ghost master. He is far more well adjusted emotionally and far less well adjusted for what counts as normal people behavior(not talking to thin air). When questioned on this, all he ever says is that he's talking to Qui-Gon. Isn't he...dead? Well, yes. Wait, he's a ghost? Ghosts are real? ...Well this ghost is real.

This starts a great number of existential crises among non-force sensitives and incredibly heated theological arguments amongst the Jedi. Whenever Obi-Wan is questioned on this, all he ever says is some variation of "the force got to know him for 5 seconds and kicked him back out." Mace backs him up on this even though that reasoning is technically blasphemous. Qui-Gon is having the time of his un-life. He's ascended to his final form, his sheer existence is a heresy, this is truly all he has ever aspired towards.

the Clone Wars?

The minute they get dropped back Qui-Gon immediately goes and haunts the shit out of Dooku. They have a signed terms of surrender and promise of info on the Sith Lord within the year. Only half of it is because Qui-Gon's giving Dooku complexes that are only perceptible to shrimp, the other half is because they now have a ghost spy that is not bound by the laws of physics nor spacetime.

Obi-Wan only nominally pays attention to this as he immediately goes and implements his 19 step seduction plan with Cody (he had to focus on something on Tatooine to pass the time). It fails. Spectacularly. Publicly. Ah right. Tatooine was not exactly the height of his sanity. Everyone in the GAR and temple is now riveted by High General and Councilor Obi-Wan Kenobi's attempts to go on a date with his Commander, who bats him away him like a particularly annoying stray and seems one bouquet of cactus away from committing mutiny. Anakin is worrying if it means his master knows about his secret marriage and this is some sort of really weird power play. (It is, but not in the way he thinks)

The next time Dooku goes after Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon spends a good few months appearing tear-stained at the edge of Dooku's perception and only communicating in terrible wails and discordant mutterings of 'padawan. my padawan. my little one.' 24/7.

"Wait, you're annoying Dooku into surrendering?"

"Oh no Anakin, we're crushing his psyche like a bug. :)"

I think this looks like SUPER cool.

I humbly request more villain mikey if you have the time

Why certainly, here’s some sketches and wips:

Also heres some old stuff I found that I never posted:

I’m still working on the next comic I promise I’ve just been getting sidetracked lol. Also school has been annoying lately.

in fics where luke gets plopped into the prequels i want every jedi within ten metres of him to think hes the weirdest jedi theyve ever seen. he has negative lightsaber form. he doesnt know what a kata is. he handstands when he meditates. his solution to sith is to try and have a chat. hes a political radical who keeps suggesting revolution. you ask him what the jedi code is and he says "kindness and compassion and helping those in need :) ". you ask how he used the force like that and he says some shit about how you are a luminous being limited only by your mind. the councils authority is just a suggestion. he is somehow the new favourite of both qui gon and yoda

Dude, it’s just about fun. I don’t agree that 2012 was abusive to Mikey but still, don’t be a dick. It’s just a shitty thing to do and there are people who write shut like that because it happened to them and they cope by doing it to their favorite characters. Leave it be if you don’t like it.

Summaries are there for you to see if you’ll like it. If you don’t, treat it like a fucking book and ignore it.

No!! No!! We were past this!! It’s was over!!! Fuck you!!! Fuck you!!! FUCK YOU!!! Stop, just stop!!! It was over, stop bringing this shit back!!!!

You could always have the Watchers be like, supernspecfic with the pain they cause. Cause, like, gender and shit doesn't matter to floating eyes and if the players are too focused on if they presennt how they want, when will muder happen??

I love transgender headcanons as much as the next lad, but I have no idea how to make it work in my Lab AU without offending people. It's not like the Watchers will give them T (in fact they would probably take it away just to upset them. Because this whole gig is just a glorified angst farm)

Absolutely. This man could’ve been POPULAR and he stared at his brother and decided ‘No, I will NOT be doing that. No thanks.’ and made people leave him alone under threat of freshman meanness. Frankly? I wouldn’t wanna be friends with a rude freshman, freshmen are men, I was a freshman last year and we were mean!

Btw if you portray Zane as socially inept or anxious you’re going against his character and should label it OOC because that man’s charisma is off the fucking charts and chooses to be alone. People flock to him he just hates them.

Initiate Clone AU

Council: *confusedly ranting at Qui-Gon about how he has the nerve to go and change time of all the things, completely ignoring the worst case scenario he just laid out in front of them*

Qui-Gon: *ignoring them entirely while somehow feeding both Anakin and Obi-Wan at the same time, probably helped out because Rex and Cody are trying to hold the babies for him anyways*

Obi-Wan: *absolutely blissfully peaceful because Master is smiling at him and giving him attention*

Council member: -and to top it off, you’re not even going to be here to deal with the consequences-

Qui-Gon: *looks up finally, annoyed* Well maybe I would actually BE in the temple for one if none of you felt the need to constantly send me and my YOUNG, FRAGILE padawan to parts unknown!

Other council member: *rolls her eyes* Not only do you LIKE that, but you thrive off being able to bully government officials.

Qui-Gon: *delicate sniff like that’s completely below him* Well, stop it. I’m retiring. I’m tired of solving the galaxy’s problems. Time to fix the mess that is our order.

Council: *feels great fear*

Rex: *snuggling up to Qui-Gon’s side cause he’s starting to like this man*

Cody: *fully in his lap because Cody has come to love this man through a form of Stockholm Syndrome that was hell the first time, he doesn’t feel like going through it again*

Qui-Gon: *the smuggest Master in the whole order, because baby cuddles*

Plo: *probably the second smuggest Master in the order, because baby Wolffe cuddles*

Qui-Gon: Anyways, it would be best if you could restrict me and the little ones to the temple for now. I’ll take charge of their schooling, enroll them in the classes they need. Won’t that be fun, you’ll finally be able to tell me what to do for once.

Yoda: Do what you will, you will no doubt.

Qui-Gon: *perking up a little* You’re right. Absolutely right. A restriction won’t stop me, so best to just play along while I’m fairly harmless.

Council member: Play along? With you becoming an in-temple busybody?

Qui-Gon: Exactly. Play along, or I’ll be an even bigger thorn in your side, yes I will *cooing now while looking down at Obi-Wan’s little face*

Council: *more fear*