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Tech has seen firsthand the two do this exact thing.
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Time travel au where post order 66 Rex and Ashoka get beamed back to the early days of the clone wars They then of course do the completely logical timing and fake their deaths so they can deal with shit without worrying about being under the Republic -- and Palpatine's watch
neither of them considered the fact that potentally them faking their death would be a tad distressing to everyone they left behind. Keep in mind the fact that Ashoka has been a padawan for all of three months at this point.
Rex and Ashoka move to get shit done. Both of them know that it'll be a death sentence for them if they get caught, they'll probably die anyway but it dosen't matter because for the Vod'e , for the Jedi, they would do anything.
Meanwhile Anakin is having every single sort of mental breakdown known to man. Because he was trusted with a child and now she's gone, dead and it was his fault. Rex is too, his captain, his friend. The one who always listened to his crazy plans with out pause. They're both dead. If only he had been a better Jedi, if only he had been smarter less reckless, planned better she would be alive.
Obi-Wan is rattled beyong belief, his faith in the republic shattered because that was a child, a child and now she's dead. He is barely able to put one foot in front of the other and most of that is because his padawan needs him.
It is a horrible horrible thing to lose a padawan, a child at that. Anakin cries in his masters arms for the first time since he was eleven. Obi-Wan can't hide his own tears.
Cody is non functional or at least as non functional as a clone is ever allowed to be. His baby brother, the one he was supposed to protect is dead. Rex was supposed to surive the war, was supposed to prove all the long necks wrong and he didn't. Rex is dead. Cody wants to scream, wants to sob but he can't because he is a clone. Clones don't get to greive.
(The first words Skywalker says to him - eyes bloodshot and swollon - is "i'm so sorry. i failed them." Them, as if Rex was on equal level as a Jedi. Kenobi gives him space to grieve, without questioning it even though the man is barely functional.
But the war waits for no one. Palpatine gives Anakin marching orders the day after the funeral. The council is horrifed, but there's nothing they can do except move things around and send Obi-Wan with him. They are outraged, the Jedi as a whole are outraged.
(if this had happened later, much later in the war things would be different. They would have been stretched too thin, no time for anything besides just survial. But the war is young yet. And they have. a little bit more time, a little bit more space to start to think, to plan)
Obi-wan's presence, to Anakin, for the past year or so had been this hovering and annoying buzzing thing showing how Anakin could not handle anything and was holding him back from the things the Chancellor promises is his glory. Now, however, Obi-Wan's presence is the shore holding him after being thrown and crushed by the riptides of war, or the sweet oasis hidden in the scathing dunes and demented suns. There is no glory for him here.
It is when Obi-Wan guides him into his side like he was still that tiny nine-year-old coming from his first lessons and overwhelmed, that he realises why Obi-Wan kept him in the Temple more times than out. It was to keep him safe, to make sure that he too didn't have to burn another body to give back to the Force, to give Anakin stability of a home that would listen to him and keep him focused. He feels like a child when Obi-Wan holds him there, crying and shaking and horribly young.
They get to Obi-Wan's quarters, Anakin still has his room set up there. He can't enter his room. Anakin never got to have an apartment with Ahsoka, never got to help decorate her room with Obi-Wan helping them by making food in their kitchen. His room is that of someone younger, reckless and unaware of how stupid it was to not plan properly, especially with a child on the line.
He is shattered and collapsed on the sofa when he gets the comm. It is all sweetened words that mean nothing to Anakin now, because it is all just the disguise of orders. He almost throws it out the window. Palpatine can go take those orders and shove it up his— Obi-Wan is holding his hands with the comm.
He says something about taking care of it. Anakin says he'll go with Obi-Wan.
(Padmé is calling him. He should answer. She is his wife. But if he sees her, so much as stare at her too long he thinks he will either curse her out because she should be able to tell the Senate to make peace already, make it so Ahsoka's memory isn't some destruction like he made his mother's. Or, he would cry and wail and then say something to her that would hurt worse than a blasterbolt to the head because that is how Rex died.)
Obi-Wan is a steady presence now. A guiding light. Anakin notices two weeks into their voyage that Obi-Wan doesn't sleep much anymore, the tea from the Temple is barely touched and his hands shakes when Cody stares distantly. Anakin takes it in stride to start making tea for Obi-Wan, sits in with Cody as he plans and learns and watches to never make the same mistake again, his men are worried.
Palpatine is trying to contact him. Anakin says he's busy. Busy grieving and aching and trying (do, or do not, there is no try. He mutters to himself as he mediates) to heal. He is healing. Slowly. Barely. Terribly. But he is healing. Anakin looks at the war, at the death count, at the men that are all resembling a dear friend but are nothing like him. Anakin sees no glory here. Only darkness.
Cody and Obi-Wan move, they walk through the next hour, next minute and second like they will hear someone calling for them. They plan, they outline, they run numbers and calculate how many they can save. Cody is grieving. Silent and almost unnoticeable, his shoulders tighter, his bucket on more than off, his time in the shooting ran long as his time in the office.
He is refining himself into a weapon. A shield. Obi-Wan stops him one night, tired eyes and shaky hands, doesn't give him some Jedi wisdom, doesn't give him some words of remorse. His General, his Jedi, his something gives him a rock, a pebble really. A smooth thing that fits into his blacks pocket.
"This has saved my life and mind before," Obi-Wan confesses, pressing it into his hand. "It is helpful to keep around to," he has a shadow of humour on his lips, "ground you, my dear."
Cody takes it, only because he finds the repetitive action of rubbing his thumb in circles over it when he thinks. Its soothing. Almost peaceful. And he remembers that Obi-Wan is a person of peace, it makes sense that something so dear to him is giving peace to another.
If anyone ever let Ahsoka plan anything again, Rex is going to shoot them. But he most likely wouldn't because that person would be him, probably, so instead he starts putting seeds of information of future rebel leaders of Palpatine's terrible behaviour. CIS supplies are distrupted rerouted to other planets. Ahsoka can't be in the open anymore because people would notice a togruta child walking around with a lightsabre. So, Ahsoka is forced to do more tech work than she likes, Rex laughs.
Rex helps Rishi, Echo and Fives will never join 501st. He doesn't think they would notice him. They do. They keep it hidden until High General Kenobi arrives with his Marshal Commander Cody. Alpha-17 is now contacting Obi-Wan to come to Kamino, he has news to share. Shaak Ti is hiding evidence of someone giving her access to older files on the clones and the existence of Chips.
Something in the force, urges both Ahsoka and Rex to move and go off to CIS territory. More supply lines are rerouted or hijacked, Palpatine moves his plans along slower because Anakin isn't responding anymore.
Yes yes to all of this. I love your take on this. Flawless as always.
Anakin's men are worried, so so worried about their General. Oh they are mourning too, mourning Rex, mourning Ashoka but it feels like they've lost Anakin too.
General Skywalker is quieter now, he keeps his head down, he thinks before he speaks most of the time. He no longer jumps into things without a second thought. Instead he thinks through his actions, all of them. It makes them miss who he had been, with his padawan and captain at his side.
Anakin worries for Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan had been his rock the last couple of weeks but he wasn't sleeping, wasn't eating, so focused on the next battle. Anakin can't help but worry that he'd loose Obi-Wan too and he can't do that. He's barely managing as he is, the idea of loosing Obi-Wan is too much to even imagine.
Anakin tracks down Cody at somepoint, Cody with blaster burns on his fingers due to so much time spent at the blaster range. You can fight me. Anakin tells him, I know you don't like me. Just fight me. It is not the Jedi way but Anakin knows he's a shit Jedi.
Cody stares at the man in front of him and can't help but see Rex. He dislikes Skywalker, he does. But right now for some reason he can't bring himself too pull up the same level of annoyance he was before. Because Skywalker is young and hurting. The stone is heavy in his pocket, and Cody is so tired. He drags Skywalker to the mess, picking Obi-Wan up on the way, because force knows that man hasn't eaten.
Over dinner, the three of them agree, they will end this war. For Rex, for Ashoka, for all the padawans and shinys who were forced into battle, for all the Vode and Jedi who had already fallen.
Anakin's com lays unanswered on his bed. Palpatine is getting really upset. This was not part of the plan. If he could only talk to Anakin, he could get in his head, he could draw him back towards the Dark.
Meanwhile Rex and Ashoka are frantically trying to figure out why things are changing far faster than they had accounted for.
There are rumors starting to spread of a free vod, one who was traveling with a jedi. They swoop into battles, saving the day even when all hope seems lost, somehow seeming to be there before anyone knows something is wrong.
Woffle gets a call from a brother he swears he recognizes telling him not to go investage the new Seperartist weapon. Fives tells Comander Cody about their rescue. Shaak Ti coms the council about the horrors found within the files.
(Rex told Ashoka that she couldn't come with him but did she listen no. And now there's stories of a jedi running around with a clone Luckily, they didn't have a good look but this was going to cause problems. And if she had just listened to him for five minutes they wouldn't be in this mess. Ashoka maintains he would have died without her there to back him up.)
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Otterly adorable, isn't he? This is Obi-Wan! He's an American River Otter at my local zoo, the WNC Nature Center.
I took this video shortly before Helene hit Asheville. While none of the animals at the Nature Center were harmed by the storm, its main access road was destroyed. As a result, the Nature Center is closed indefinitely and has lost their income except for donations.
They have over sixty animal species in their care, many of whom are part of the AZA Species Survival Plan, including a breeding pair of critically endangered red wolves. They also do educational outreach, support citizen science programs, and have a lending library for children. The Nature Center is not only dear to my heart, but a crucial part of wildlife conservation.
Their recent newsletter linked their holiday gift guide. This page has options to gift a membership, visit their online gift shop, symbolically adopt an animal, and so much more! They even have an Amazon wishlist with supplies and toys for the animals. And through the end of the year, Give!Local is matching donations made through their website. You can find more about that here.
If you or someone you know donates to charity at this time of year, please consider the Nature Center!
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So, quick question.
Am I alone in reading my fanfiction after I post it?
Or do other writers here also read their work after posting?
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I do read my work after reposting. Because sometimes I'll catch grammar or misspelling errors and correct them.
Sometimes I'll reread my own stuff for months or years later for shits and giggles to see how my writing has changed.
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Danny: Do you want to go to an alternate dimension with me after school?! Its a dimension where the dinosaurs never died out and dinosaurs are kinda just dangerous pets!
Damina: . . . Absolutely.
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Ownership meant a physical copy. Now you own nothing and can't find what you want across multiple streaming platforms.
Bring back headphones that plug in. Bring back expandable memory. Bring back owning media.
the bad news: I now hate my current wip and strongly believe there isn't a single joke in it that lands
the good news: I know my process enough to recognize this as the slump that I hit in everything I write when it's like three-quarters-ish done
the bad news: the only way out is through
the good news: I do know the way out!
the bad news: yeah but it's through
making a cross stitch that says "I am funny and he would fucking say that" to hang directly above my monitor
"hey toast you stayed up past midnight because you were working on the fic and not because you were procrastinating by making a hideous pattern for a joke cross stitch" have you never met a writer before
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Did you know that after they switched to blind auditions, major symphony orchestras hired women between 30% to 55% more? Before bringing in “blind auditions” with a screen to conceal the the candidate, women in the top 5 major orchestras made up less than 5% of the musicians performing.
so I believe it was actually more complicated than that, in interesting ways. Because at first, when they did blind auditions, they were STILL hiring more men.
…Then they put down a carpet, so that high heels didn’t clack on the floor, and BOOM women were suddenly getting hired.
The testers didn’t even know that’s what they were picking up on, which just goes to show how tiny of a cue it takes for misogyny to kick in.
The case of blind auditions for orchestras and how it dramatically changed the gender makeup of orchestras is a very illuminating example of gender bias, and an interesting possible way of countering it.
You can be sexist without knowing it. You can be racist without knowing it. This is not a moral failing; it is a moral imperative to remember that you are fallible, and take steps to limit the damage your squishy ape brain’s foibles can cause.
The final chapter in Malcolm Gladwell’s Blink (2005) describes this in detail.
What you don’t usually hear about when discussing this blind audition process is that after the blind auditions were implemented, when women had gotten many positions in the orchestra, men no longer saw being a member as prestigious and the salaries for the entire orchestra dropped.
That happens in basically any field the moment women start to show up. The most famous examples are: teaching, which lost prestige and absolute pay when it became “women’s work”; certain scientific fields, especially in biology, which has lost prestige and is now considered a “soft science” because women became biologists en masse; and in Russia, medical doctors no longer enjoy the high status they still have in the West, because in Russia a lot of women became doctors.
In the other direction, when men en masse join a field that was previously primarily women, the pay and prestige both rise. The most famous example is computer programming.
The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
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As the OP of this post, I’m going to threaten that if this gets to one million notes by the 10 year anniversary on 1 June 2026, one year from today, I will get a lower back tattoo of the loch ness bear monster.
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