Sending out Ripples

Fanfic author, word artist. SFW blog. Mostly Star Wars/The Clone Wars, with a smattering of other fandoms. I do a lot of reblogs, but post my writing and art too. Check out my sideblog @ladysongmaster-library for all my collected writing with no reblogs.

[ladysongmaster]

My Masterlist

Brothers’ Keeper AU masterlist

Haunted Clone Week 2024 masterlist

SCUBA Trooper Bingo

Drowning in My Dreams (Monnk)

Clone x Reader Bingo

Cold Comfort (Wolffe) Stranger in the Fog (Gregor)

Febuwhump 2023 - AO3

Day 1 - (Hit Me) One More Time (OC Dune) Day 2 - See You Again (OC Wraith) Day 10 - Planned Obsolescence (part of the Brothers’ Keeper AU)

25 Days of Life Day

1- Precious Memories (Cody) 2- The Deep Freeze (Rex) 3- Soup, Sandwiches, and Snow (Gregor) 4- The Light of the Season (Wolffe) 9- On a Cold Winter’s Night (Crosshair)

Clonetober 2022

Day 1 - The Dare - (Fox, part of the Brothers’ Keeper AU) Day 2 - A Warm Welcome (Omega) Day 3 - Were . . . Wolffe? (Rex) Day 4 - To Belong (OC Dune) Day 5 - There, But for Grace (Cody) Day 6 - Mercy Mission (Thorn) Day 9 - Late Night Snack (Rex)

Call of the Sea - AO3

1- The Acquisition 2- Trust 3- The Scale 4- Brothers 5- Revelations 6- Planning 7- Clouds on the Horizon

Yaypril 2022 - On AO3

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 10, 12, 15, 18, 19, 20, 21, 24, 26, 27, 28

December Writing Challenge - On AO3

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

Care and Comfort fics - AO3

Hunter x Reader Wooley x Reader Coruscant Guard Commanders x Reader Fox x Reader Colt x Reader Wrecker x Reader Warthog x Reader Cody x Reader (Part 1) Echo x Reader (Part 1) Bacara x Reader Quicksilver x Reader Kix x Reader Doctor’s Orders (Domino Squad)

Commander Fox Week 2021 - AO3 (part of Brothers’ Keeper)

Day 3 - Time Travel Day 5 - Recovery | Vode An Day 7 - Brothers | (Hug)Vodpile

Clonetober 2021

Day 1 - A Family Affair (Fives, Mandalorian bounty hunter AU) Day 3 - Flawed (Alpha 17) Day 5 - It’s a Twin Thing (Fives) Day 5 - Never Have I Ever (Fives, Echo, and readers) Day 9 - Wrecker’s New Do (Tech) Day 10 - Decorous (Fox) Day 11 - Terrible Taungsday (Wolffe, Rex, and a kitten) Day 16 - The Only Home He Knows (Boba Fett) Day 19 - Sitrep: KUBAR (Jek & Rys) Day 20 - Mhi Oyacyi (We Live) (Rex) Day 21 - Aliit Ori'shya Tal'din (Family is More than Blood) (Rex) Day 24 - A Family Tradition (Domino Squad) Day 25 - Rookies Reimagined (Domino Squad & the Bad Batch)

Howzer Week 2021

Day 2 - The Rescue Day 3 - New Orders Day 5 - Skillset Update

Misc Star Wars Writing

Macaroni Necklaces (command cadets) Fresh Paint (Echo & Rex) Alone (Crosshair)

Fandom Gift Exchanges

A Day of Rest, A Time of Peace (Jedi!Maul AU) Seashells and Chocolate (Hunter x reader) On the Shores of Our New Horizon (Din, Grogu, and Tatooine Gang) Family is Home (Mandalorian modern AU with a twist) Growing Into Love (Hunter x reader) The Way to a Man’s Heart (Fox x reader)

Other Fandoms

TMNT/Gargoyles xover - Squirrel Formation Star Wars/The Others xover

To Save the Ruins of Tomorrow Vampire in the Senate Hunted

Send me a DM or an ask if you’d like to be added to the taglist. Or you can check out my writing only blog @ladysongmaster-library.

My Tags

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[ladysongmaster]

Wanna play a game?

Send me an ask that says, “Would you ever write…” and continue the sentence.

I’ll respond with yes or no and give an explanation as to why.

(Check out the pinned masterlist on my blog for the fandoms I write for)

[summer-of-clones]

WEEK 1: CADET WEEK

A week dedicated to clone cadets

[summer-of-clones]

Week 1 Prompts

Main Prompt: Cadets

Alternate Prompt: Wings

[summer-of-clones]

THE EVENT STARTS TOMORROW!!

[summer-of-clones]

This year there will be weekly themes!

Poll, tag, and ask games will match the weekly theme.

You are welcome to create fills that go with the weekly theme, but it’s not required! ✨

(A text copy of the list below the cut!)

Weekly Themes

1. Cadet Week

A week dedicated to clone cadets

2. 212th Week

A week focusing on the whole of the 212th

3. Downtime Week

A week to focus on clones’s downtime

4. Remembrances Week

A week honoring brothers who have been lost

5. 501st Week

A week focusing on the whole of the 501st

6. No Order 66 Week

A week to imagine if Order 66 never happened

7. Deserters Week

A week focusing on the clones that deserted

8. Specialized Clones Week

A week dedicated to specialized clones

9. Bad Batch Week

Week focused on Clone Force 99

10. AU Week

A week to focus on the Alternate Universes in the fandom

11. Underrated Clones Week

A week to honor the clones often forgotten

12. Clones as Dads Week

A week to think about all the clones that took on fatherhood like their greatest mission

13. Squad Week

Week to honor your favorite squads

[frownyalfred]

me, quietly whispering to the ao3 page of an author who doesn’t even know I exist: I am obsessed with you

[newskyillusion]

me, whispering to the ao3 page of an author who hasn’t updated anything in four years: I think about you often and I hope you’re alright

[azrielgreen]

me, whispering to the ao3 page of an author who wrote one life altering banger and nothing else: I hope your pillow is cool and your skin is clear and you find money in a forgotten jeans pocket

[jezebelgoldstone]

me, whispering to every single person on this post: please leave one singular comment saying literally any of that

[beskarprincessjenny]

[rhysjamesart]

This is the Way

A little bit of Mando to head into the weekend. Just a study of Din and his armour, I don't even know if I'd called this a finished piece. I may still tinker with it but for now I wanted to share.

illustration by me

[whereareyourightnow]

I hate to tell you this, but they don't care. This ship is going down, and those soldiers, my brothers, are willing to die and take you and me along with them. You're a good soldier Rex. So is every one of those men down there. They may be willing to die, but I am not the one who is going to kill them.

Victory and Death | Aired May 4th, 2020

[therainjumper]

And the Wolfpack leads the hunt..

[monoetr]

hands up

[thewritingrealm]

If you're reading this...

go write three sentences on your current writing project.

[longlivetheclones]

Kenobi never noticed us clones. (Until the one day he did.)

The General never noticed me.

That was the strange thing about serving under Jedi. They saw everything on the battlefield except the men standing two feet behind them.

I tightened my grip on the DC-15 as Kenobi’s blue blade crashed against the Sith’s crimson one, the light so bright it burned white at the center. Sparks spat across the durasteel walkway. The air smelled like ozone, smoke, and rain.

“Hold the line!” Cody shouted through comms.

Easy for him to say.

The Separatists kept pouring through the lower avenue in endless waves of metal and red optics. Clankers didn’t get tired. Didn’t hesitate. Didn’t stare for half a second at the impossible sight of two beings moving faster than thought itself.

Kenobi stepped forward. Calm. Precise. Like he already knew how this duel ended.

The witch, the one known as Ventress, snarled and drove her saber downward hard enough to split the duracrete.

I fired over the General’s shoulder. Three blue bolts punched into advancing battle droids. One dropped. Then another. Then a third kept walking without a head because apparently the Maker enjoyed irony.

“Green Squadron, left flank!” Cody barked.

I pivoted and kept firing, not sure how many in my squad were even still left standing.

Truth was, most battles weren’t heroic charges. They were noise, confusion, and trying not to die while the ones who would get remembered fought in front of you. History would remember Kenobi making a brave stand against this "Ventress" at sunset. Nobody would remember the clones holding back the droid line long enough for the duel to happen.

That was fine.

We were made for this.

Another blast clipped the wall beside me, showering sparks across my armor. I steadied my rifle and kept firing while the two lightsabers flashed in front of me like colliding stars.

The General never looked back. He didn't acknowledge those of us who were still covering his back.

But he never needed to.

We were there.

The next shot was the one that got me.

Not clean. Not fatal. Worse.

The bolt punched through the seam beneath my shoulder plate and hit hard enough to spin me sideways into the duracrete. My rifle spun out of grasp, and I immediately registered the loss. But, there was no way I could go after it.

Suddenly the battle sounded far away, muffled beneath the roar of blood in my ears.

I couldn't move. I lay there gasping.

I remember staring at the sky.

Pink clouds above the city towers. Smoke drifting upward in black ribbons.

Then the blue glow vanished from in front of me.

General Kenobi turned instantly.

Not later. Not after the duel. Immediately. I later learned Kenobi nearly lost his head when he turned back toward me, but then he pulled some insane move that finally drove the witch back. She retreated, like she always did.

“Trace!" Kenobi shouted, dropping to one knee beside me. “Stay with me.”

He knew my name? How was that possible? My armor was just like all the others. I hadn't painted it. There hadn't been time since I'd been deployed with all the fighting. And, now I would die in shiny white armor.

"Don't... bother with me, sir..." I managed. Blood was already pooling through my plates and beneath my back. Sometimes the Seppies mixed it up and used rounds that tore the flesh instead of cauterized it.

“Medic!” Kenobi called over comms.

Static answered first. Then frantic blaster fire.

Finally the voice of Keller, my favorite of all the medics we had. (And, there were so many. Damn the Seppies for targeting the medics.) “Can’t get to you, sir! We’re pinned down!”

Kenobi looked toward the clone lines. Then toward the advancing droids.

Then at me.

For one strange second, the entire battle seemed to pause.

He looked apologetic. “I'm truly sorry, but this is going to hurt."

Before I could ask what that meant, he hauled me over his shoulder like a supply pack and took off running.

I yelled despite myself around the site of the injury.

Blaster bolts screamed toward us.

Kenobi moved anyway.

One arm locked me in place against his back while his other hand spun that blue lightsaber in impossible arcs behind him, deflecting shots without even looking. Red bolts ricocheted into walls, droids, open sky.

Backward.

He was defending us running backward.

I remember thinking no human could possibly do this.

But, a Jedi could. Kenobi did it, for me.

Step by step, impossibly, we reached the clone line alive.

Hands grabbed me. Keller was there, slipping a breather on me, and giving me a painshot. Blessed relief. It all happened in seconds.

I wanted to thank the General, but he'd ignited his saber again and ran back toward the battle.

I slipped the breather off. "He knows my name," I gasped to Keller.

Keller patiently slipped the breather back on. "He knows all our names."

Years later, on Utapau, the order came through.

I was manning the large gun.

The chip screamed inside my skull like a knife driven into my brainstem. Every instinct forced obedience. Every thought narrowed toward one command.

Kill the Jedi.

Kenobi rode up the cliff face on his lizard mount, unaware, and Commander Cody gave us all the order. It was a direct order. I had to obey.

“Fire.”

My hands pulled the trigger, but I missed. Not by much. Just enough.

Because somewhere beneath the programming, beneath the pain, beneath the thing they buried inside our heads…

I remembered the man who'd carried me out and knew my name.

------ This is day 5 of me pulling a random card from box of trading cards and writing whatever comes to mind, canon be damned.

[ladysongmaster]

I love this. ❤️❤️

[emerynotemerie]

Rex scrapbook page from november 2025

it feels fitting that my first post here should be rex, bc he was my first tcw love!!

the helmet is watercolour (w a tiny bit of coloured pencil), background is acrylic paint, and the flowers are stickers from kmart

[unlaww]

You shine

[the-big-mood]

A few months before he passed away in 2003, a 74 year old children’s television host sat down in the same studio where he had filmed 895 episodes over 33 years and recorded one last message. It wasn’t for children. It was for the adults who had grown up watching him.

Fred Rogers hosted Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood on American public television from 1968 to 2001. For over three decades he walked into the same set, changed into a cardigan and sneakers, looked directly into the camera, and spoke to children as if each one of them was the only person in the room. He never raised his voice, never talked down to his audience, and never rushed a single moment.

In that final recording, he looked into the camera one last time and said “I’m just so proud of all of you who have grown up with us. And I know how tough it is some days to look with hope and confidence on the months and years ahead. But I would like to tell you what I often told you when you were much younger. I like you just the way you are.”

He passed away from stomach cancer on February 27, 2003. He was 74.

[curiousmsmeg]

Sometimes you're in your 50s and still need a dose of courage from Mr. Rogers when the world feels scary.

[uniquewastelandpeach]

I will forever miss Fred Rogers. RIP