Music To The Season 2 Finale In Star Wars Rebels Its Over Now Could Actually Also Go With Where We Leave

Music to the season 2 finale in Star Wars Rebels “It’s Over Now” could actually also go with where we leave Ahsoka, Rex, the clone army after order 66, Darth Vader, Obi-Wan heck even Hondo, the bounty hunters etc.in the would be series finale to The Clone Wars

Imagine these images to the song:

Previous scene finishes

At about 0:13 we see a long shot of the ruins of Mandalore from the siege but we are panning to a crowd gathered around the old Palace of the Duchess. It’s a new day on Mandalore

When music swells at 0:30 we see Bo Katan standing tall as the new appointed leader of Mandalore (Shots of her, her overlooking the crowd)

At about 0:38 we pan over to a long shot of a republic clone base which is also in ruin. Troopers lay dead on the ground whilst other troopers rush to obey their orders and the flickering of a lightsaber in the distance disappears.

0:45 Close up of Rex looking around at his brothers in a panic confused, sad and scared at what they have done

0:52 in the distance we see long shot of Wolfie through racing troopers 0:55  mid shot Wolfie gazes at his blaster and then to Rex hopelessly. He knows and we know what he’s done

0:58 mid shot Rex takes a breath and races over toward him and a fighter away from the camp to get them out of there

1:04 Close up Darth Maul walking on some unknown planet suddenly shudders and looks over his shoulder. He senses a newly born Sith lord

1:08 we see the legs of the newly created Darth Vader and panning up to his helmet overlooking the stars 1:16  Obi Wan night time on Tatooine looks up at them with his hood up

1:21 we see Hondo and his crew drinking with bounty hunters like Embo, Bosk, Boba and Sugi in a cantina somewhere, seemingly oblivious to what’s happened in the universe

1:25 Padme’s funeral. Long shot we see Bail, Chu chi and Lux watching her from the march 1:29 Mid shot Bail’s hand rests on Lux’s shoulder whilst Chu chi stands strong

1:32 we watch side on from a top of a mountain (at a ledge) overlooking the vast Ryloth plains, we see Ahsoka on the back of a giant wolf like creature. She’s looks conflicted after sensing of her master and the Jedi order’s passing

1:36 We see her back as she stares up at the Republic cruisers in the sky preparing to land. They are no longer republic cruisers though. They are Star Destroyers

1:40 She looks back at Ryloth now with determination and resilience in her eyes

1:43 the wolf races up to the edge of the ledge and leaps off showing Ahsoka seemingly going to face off against a dozen Star Destroyers above the horizon. She is on the Horizon, Rytloth is below her

1:51 cut to black

I don’t really know how to do these images justice by myself so writing it down is a lot easier. 

Btw I know that Wolfie got his chip out but he always seemed so anxious to me and since he was such a “solider” I wasn’t sure what would make him take out his chip. And I always wanted to see how these clones after they carried out order 66 would react. Killing your general and friend and potentially children? That’d leave major mental and emotional scars. So I thought what if they got Wolfie’s chip removed after he’d done it. It was a depressingly interesting concept to me.

Voltron scene idea... thing...

Had an idea of an angsty but cool scene for Voltron (kind of a Shallura moment). Set the scene: Paladins have lost their lions and Zarkon decides to battle on ground level with them to prove the strength of the Galra empire even without the lions. Keith tries to go straight into the battle but promptly gets knocked down with Lance trying to go and help him but being blasted down as well. Hunk and Pidge get cornered by Galra troops while Coran battles the warships in the sky above and is losing. Allura is aboard them hunting down the lions. Shiro is left to try and keep Zarkon occupied but is slowly falling into despair as Zarkon taunts him. 

“Why would the black lion accept you as it’s paladin? It’s only because our technology” He points to his arm. Shiro swings desperately and out of character “Shut up!”. 

“No? Or is it because it recognised me?” Shiro freezes and Zarkon takes the chance to manipulate him even more. “Did it choose you because within you it saw a reflection of me? Your comrades follow your orders without question, putting their lives on the line for what you command. How are we different?” Shiro is cradling his head and attempts to swing to at Zarkon again. Hunk and Pidge try and call out to him over the sound of the fight but fail, getting separated further and further away from him. 

Zarkon knocks Shiro to his knees and grasps onto his neck making him look up at him. “You’re just like me.”

“No,” A beam of purple light blasts back both the troops battling Pidge and Hunk and Zarkon away from Shiro. The Black Lion skids in front of him and the other paladins defensively. Allura’s voice booms out from the Lion towards where Zarkon is slowly getting back up. “It’s because he’s like me”. 

Ahsoka looking like a badass because she is a badass. Simple logic. 

In an AU where Anakin raises Luke and Leia, he’d so dump babysitting duties on Ahsoka. 

Padme - “Anakin, I thought I told you to look after the kids.”

Anakin - “Yes, but in my defence just look at them!”

*Ahsoka force lifting Luke and Leia across the room, pretending they’re flying*

Anakin - “... imma so proud :’) “

Ahsoka+Children

Bleach: Home of the Hidden Ancients - Chapter 1 (Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1: Hollows and School Bags

“Why do we always end up being hollow bait!” the dark haired girl yelled across at the masked creature on the sidewalk. The creature screeched back in return and charged at the two scrawny middle schoolers. A strawberry blonde girl with pigtails laid sprawled on the ground with grazed knees. The hollow seemed to smile and swerved its charge in her direction. But to its surprise the other girl did exactly the same thing and sprinted at itself with the expression you’d find if a rhino had eyebrows.

 “STOP MESSING WITH US OR YOU’LL GET HURT!” She screamed as she continued to whack it over the head with a (suspiciously heavy) school bag. The hollow began to whine and swat at the girl like she was an agile, oversized fly. It’s slow and swings too widely; the dark haired girl mused whilst thwacking its hind legs. It’s small though and tries to swing me away from the painted circle on its face.

“Found it,” she muttered.

 Left dodge, right feint, defend up and…

“GOAL!” she shouted victoriously as she leapt up and kicked the hollow’s mask into three shards. It flinched. Then it fell backward with a satisfying thud on the concrete. Basic gaming knowledge, she reminded herself with a smirk.

 Karin Kurosaki puffed out the adrenaline buzzing through her. She didn’t even remember there was someone behind her.

“Karin… what was… that,” came a small voice from the street curb.

Karin whirled around to see her. She had gravel on her face and her blue eyes were bright and worried, staring up at her. Karin walked over to her sister and put on the most comforting smile she could muster.

“It’s okay Yuzu,” she assured then held out a tablet. “Have one of these. It’ll help with the headache.”

Yuzu lifted a delicate hand to pick up the medicine. She gave it a dazed glare then look backed to Karin. She nodded in reply. Yuzu tilted back her head and swallowed.

“1, 2, 3…” Karin begun.

Yuzu shook her head. “why are you-“

She fell abruptly back into Karin’s arms limp and dopey.

“…7, 8, 9…” she continued.

Yuzu jolted upright clinging onto Karin’s shirt.

“Whoa!” she cried. Karin steadied her and chuckled nervously.

“You had a bit of a fall there Yuzu! Had me pretty worried.”

Yuzu looked down at her grazed knee in confusion.

“Yeah… I must’ve,” she mumbled to herself.

Karin wrapped an arm around her back and let Yuzu lean on her.

“Well we better get going or else Dad’s probably gonna set fire to the house or something worse.”

“Good idea.”

The sisters walked back home leaving a car-sized creature lying on the street for a figure clad in black to find. I’m doing your job for you now Ichigo; substitute for the substitute, Karin thought bitterly. But she couldn’t keep the longing to see her older brother again, out of her head for very long. If it weren’t for Mister Urahara and his supplies or Tatsuki and her training… Karin inwardly cringed at the thought.

 Soon there was going to come a time when she needed more than a decent kick and a memory pill. When that day came she knew she needed to be ready. Mister Urahara had protested against the idea she suggested and if Ichigo found out that she had even thought about it he would’ve thrown one of his “it’s dangerous” tantrums. But as Karin looked at her sister’s grazed knees she realised just how lucky they had been with the hollows.

 It was only grazes this time but what about the next time? Head traumas and loss of limb were definitely on the cards and heck, even death. Karin didn’t think that their already broken family would hold together much longer if anything happened to Yuzu or admittedly even Goat-Face. She needed that power to protect. She needed to become a soul reaper.

Arya Stark To Winterfell

An small idea of if / when Arya ever makes the trek back home to Jon, Sansa, Rickon and hopefully Bran. Her struggle with what she’s been through.

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“The girl is no one”

As the girl rested her eyes on the snowy forests she’d once known so well, this mantra echoed in her mind.

“The girl is no one”

Once a girl had played here with her dire wolf. Once a girl had hidden here from her ginger sister’s wrath. Once a girl had secretly trained here with dreams of becoming the best swordsman in all of Westeros.

“The girl is no one”

That girl is no one now. She isn’t trudging through the woods broken boned and bleeding across the pale snow. She’ll never have anymore desires of reaching her home once more. Arya Stark is dead.

But a different sort of chanting started to echo in her head. Chanting from the depths of her memories of better times, of hopeful times. The girl had her family. The girl had her sword. The girl had her name. And a dancer had taught her another kind of mantra that filled her very being. As the memories of Arya Stark’s life began crashing back into her mind, the girl stood taller despite her weakened knees. She walked faster despite her ripping muscles.

“The girl is no one” echoed an ancient voice.

But the fire within her was already released.

“What do we say to the God of death?”

Arya Stark fiercely muttered under her ragged breath: “Not today.”