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logging out indefinitely ✌🏻

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so i've been thinking and i'm definitely going to take another hiatus from writing. as much as being in school full-time is a factor, the truth is that engagement has plummeted. the fandom feels way out of whack + it feels like no one even cares about what i have to write

unless you're writing sex scenes for hunter, tech, or rex (and maybe crosshair), it seems that no one in the clone x reader fandom is very interested in reading your stories

obviously we all have busy lives and important things to do, but when i get anywhere between an average of 5 - 15 notes per post (unless i write for a "popular" clone)? call me crazy, but i don't feel much like writing anymore

#i may honestly just log out and not come back for a bit

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Let my people know.

Memes of Judaism

#pesach sameach

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Reblog so everyone can hear what they need.

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#my clone oc vandu has a poncho that's styled after the māori korowai cloak

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"No climate justice on occupied land"

#her awareness of their white supremacy threatens them #so they have to demolish her reputation

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UH???? HELLO???

I NEED??

currently thinking about a black widow omega fic i might just start jotting notes about 👀👀

@third-generation-female-warrior @half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk one day soon maybe hehe

#for my WIFE????????????????? #emerie karr #need this like air (need her like air)

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Y/N: Get out of my room, Wreck!

Wrecker: *being a little shit and standing outside the doorframe* I’m not in your room!

Y/N: HUNTER-

Wrecker: Hey! No fair! You can’t just call Hunter every time you want to get your way!

Y/N: Fine.

Y/N:

Y/N: CROSSHAIR-

Wrecker: *immediately running away* That’s so much worse and you know it!

#incorrect i would never ask wrecker to leave my room

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holy guacamole, i'm sorry i keep falling off the edge of the planet every 3-5 business days guys. i'm doing just enough work at school that i'm way busier than i normally ever am.

that being said, i've already started a very rough draft of my research paper and since my post about the poll has been making its rounds, i thought i'd offer a glimpse of what's brewing in my noggin

It’s not just the ideas that stick with us, it’s the stereotypes those ideas are based on. As Dorothy B. Jones says, “stereotypes have been called ‘the picture in your mind.’ Motion picture stereotypes have special importance and significance because, through visualization, they make concrete and explicit the changing stereotypes of our society. In addition, motion picture stereotypes are particularly potent because they have an implied reality.” (Jones 30) In that case, if media implies reality, what is it that Star Wars is implying?

#wip wednesday except it's not wednesday and also it's an essay #now do excuse me while i go drop off the face of the earth again for at least another 12-24 hours

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Update: North Gaza Women's Project!

Mahmoud Abu Salama is doing an amazing thing in North Gaza! He is starting a project to help Deaf Palestinian women use their pastry making skills while also distributing food to families in need. This is helping both the women make a bit of a living and feed the hungry in the North.

By donating, we’re helping Mahmoud hire more women who take pride in helping both themselves and their communities! So please feel free to donate if you have a few dollars to spare, or spread the link if you're unable! Any little bit helps!

HelpGazaChildren Notion Site || #helpgazachildren tag

GoFundMe Link

[Quick ID: Video of Mahmoud Abu Salama speaking to the camera with women sitting on the floor behind him as they put together packages of pastries. We then get a closeup of the women who sign to the camera.]

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Please help the National Museum Of Wales

Please sign the petition!!!!

You don't need to be living in Wales or the uk to sign.

#please save the welsh museums and library!!!!!

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A persons fanfic tells you a lot about them, i , a fanfic writer, realize in terror

#i'm honestly almosy afraid to ask #but go ahead!!

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sighs. padme if i were in charge tbh

#i knoe this is a fanfic blog but it occupies my Mind so i must share #feeling hig feelings about padmé amidala again #art #star wars

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Master doc that contains different resources and support for many countries including Palestine, Congo, Haiti, Hawai’i, etc ((op is underneath the link))

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matchmaker hunter?? wrecker being a lovestruck sweetheart???? amazing 🥰 thank you so much for taking the time and effort to write this for me, I'm so happy that you put so much care into one of my favorite characters 💕

In The Garden Would You Trust Me? (Wrecker x Fem!Jedi!Reader)

This was written for @imarvelatthestars for the @cloneficgiftexchange Di, I hope you enjoy this one!

Notes: No warnings, Jedi reader, injured Wrecker, tending to injuries, self-disparaging Wrecker, discussion of trust, Wrecker feels bad about himself, but you're there to make him feel better.

"I am so in love with her right now," Wrecker held his head in his hands, keeping his head upright so that he wouldn't have to look away from his general. Your lightsaber cut through the droids that had ambushed them like shaak butter.

Tech coughed sharply and waved his flashlight, "Wrecker, eyes on me." He needed to see if his brother had another concussion. Wrecker hesitated, so Tech finally grabbed his chin, forcing his brother to let himself be examined.

"We've gotta get him out of here!" You were suddenly standing over them, and Wrecker stared at your hand on his shoulder, unaware of the dorky little smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Hunter, however, didn't, and couldn't resist a conspiratorial grin beneath his helmet, "We can hold them off, can you get him to safety?"

Tech missed Hunter's intentions, "The general is the most formidable of all of us, if anyone is going to press forward with the mission is should be her-"

Hunter gripped Tech's shoulder tightly, "The general has the medical training to take care of Wrecker for now, but she doesn't have your prowess with technology."

"Hey!" You teased, though it was true. No one could best Tech's skills with hacking and reprogramming.

"Still, It would be quiet unorthodox if the general was unable to ensure the completion of the- ow!" Tech batted Hunter's hand from his shoulder.

You laughed softly, "A true leader protects their people," You said wisely, "Besides, if I can't count on you boys to take down this prison outpost, who can I trust?"

Wrecker felt a bit ashamed at that. Did you mean that you couldn't trust him? He did tend to get a little overexcited from time to time, but you always picked him to stand by your side and to stay with him to disarm any explosives you encountered on your missions. Had he been mistaken in thinking that meant that you trusted him?

Tech humphed, "Very well. Though we should move quickly, another wave of droids is making their way towards us."

You nodded and slung Wrecker's arm over your shoulder.

Surprisingly, the rest of his body followed, laid across your shoulders like the spoils of a hunt. If Wrecker hadn't been in love before, he was a goner now.

"See you at the rendezvous, boys!" You bid farewell to his brothers, and then Wrecker was flying.

He'd seen you use the force before; leaping to incredible heights, deflecting a hailstorm of blasterfire, calming the angriest gundarks, even making a tiny flower bloom right before his eyes, but it was another thing entirely to experience it for himself.

You'd explained it to him before: the force was an energy field that connected everything together. He could almost feel that energy field himself in this moment. The air around him tingled, like right before an explosion was primed to go off. Is this what you felt like all the time? It was exhilarating.

You came to a stop some klicks away from the Separatist outpost the others were supposed to infiltrate to find the Wookie prisoners and lay Wrecker down to rest against the trunk of a grand wroshyr tree

"How's your head?" You asked.

Wrecker shrugged, "Dizzy, but it doesn't hurt right now."

"Are you nauseous?"

Wrecker shook his head, and instantly regretted it, "Whoops, now I am."

You pushed him backwards until he was sitting on one of the large, exposed roots, and helped him lean forward to bring his head between his knees.

"Stay like that until it feels better, focus on this leaf and try not to think about throwing up." You placed said leaf on the ground between his feet, and as he looked at it, Wrecker felt his headache fading. You were a lot better at this medical thing that Tech was, more patient, more gentle.

"You're a good medic," He mumbled.

"Why thank you," You grabbed a stick that could serve as a temporary splint for his leg, comparing it to the size of his leg to see if it would hold.

"I wish you could be our medic all the time, you're way better than Tech." Wrecker continued, trying to focus on that one leaf like you'd said. It was still a little blurry, but it was getting better if he concentrated.

You giggled, "Then who'd be your general?"

"Hmm, good point." Wrecker hummed, "I like that you're my general."

You ducked your head, staring intently at his twisted ankle. "I do too, Wrecker."

Wrecker sat up. He couldn't hear very well with only one good ear, but your quiet tone sounded...off. You were never that quiet. Even when Hunter was trying to sleep, you always spoke in a more exaggerated whisper, always making sure Wrecker could hear.

"You okay, General?" he asked, not sure why he felt so shy. Was it true then? Did you really not trust him to do a good job and that's why you were always hovering next to him?

"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine!" You insisted. You tore a few strips of fabric from the hem of your robes, wrapping it around his leg as fast as you could.

"Yow!" You wrapped it a little too tightly, and Wrecker yanked his foot out of your grasp.

"Sorry! Sorry, I wasn't paying attention!" you blabbered out apologies, quickly unwrapping the bandage so that you could adjust it. You bit your lip, but your nerves had already spread to Wrecker, who anxiously tapped his fingers against the wroshyr roots while he waited for you to finish bandaging his ankle.

"General?" He started, trying to speak calmly so he wouldn't spook either of you again, "Do you trust me?"

Your hands froze, "Do I what?" Finally, you looked up, puzzlement in your radiant eyes.

Wrecker's heart did a summersault and he gulped.

"I know I can be a bit...a bit much, and sometimes I miss things that are obvious to people like Tech, but I just-"

Both your comms beeped insistently, interrupting Wrecker's heartfelt confession. It was Hunter.

"General, how are you and Wrecker?"

You answered with another curious glance at Wrecker, and he felt embarrassed for even asking.

"We're alright, Sergeant, we're out of danger and getting him all bandaged up."

"Good. The wookiee prisoners are free, and we've handed out the extra weapons we were able to carry."

Wrecker sighed heavily. He was missing all the action! What good was he all bandaged up and stuck on the sidelines? No wonder the General didn't trust him.

He stood up, with every intention of marching back to the outpost to help his brothers, to prove to you that he could be just as reliable as Tech or Hunter, but his ankle just wouldn't support his weight. It slipped out from under him, and he pitched forward.

"Woah!" You were under him in a second, arms wrapped around his torso to keep him from falling face-first into another complex root system.

"...Is everything alright?" Hunter asked over the comms.

"We're fine, hold the outpost for now, and wait for General Windu's regiment to meet you." You cut the comm, and adjusted your hold on Wrecker so that you could look up at him.

"I can't leave you alone for a second without you getting into trouble, can I?" You asked.

Wrecker tried to dig the toe of his boot into the dirt, "I don't mean to, general."

"I know you don't," You grinned at him, and kissed the tip of his nose.

Wrecker froze, heat gathering on his cheeks.

He wasn't thinking. He knew he wasn't, but he never had much of a filter in the first place.

"You're beautiful," He whispered.

Your face went bright red.

"Thank you," You said softly.

You were both silent as you helped him sit back on his throne of roots, and you knelt in front of him, squeezing his hands to grab his attention before his thoughts could start to wander again.

"I trust you Wrecker, I promise. More than even your brothers."

"More than Hunter?" Wrecker asked in surprise.

You nodded, "I promise. Never for a second think that I don't trust you, because I do. Why do you think I always ask you to be my backup every time we have to split up? It's because I know I can trust you to watch out for me the way I look out for you."

Wrecker rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, "Well, I trust you too, General." He said.

You sighed, and opened up your arms, "Get over here, you big goof," you wrapped your arms around his neck, and even before Wrecker could reciprocate, you pressed a kiss to the side of his head.

Wrecker enveloped you in his own arms, holding you close. He may not know exactly what this meant for the two of you, but he might have to get injured more often to find out.

#TBBE24 #wrecker

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Kaiwhakangau

My redesign of Hunter~

I'm very pleased with how his moko inspired face paint turned out, eventually I will design his true tā moko as I personally think he would first use paint to pay homage and down the line he will seek out a tohunga ta moko (moko specialist) to receive his earned moko.

Designing this was SUCH a challenge, I still wanted to keep the general shape to keep it recognizable but also stay true to the moko.

Now that I have a ref I'll work on more angles and possibly tweak his whole design all together. Feel free to use as a ref yourself! Just credit me please!!

Next I'm going to work on Omega and I'm very excitedddd

#for anyone wondering this is exactly how i was picturing hunter in my latest fic #hunter #art

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so i've started working on a couple research projects for school this quarter and one of them involves you guys!

this is geared specifically for creators like me who are writers, as well as artists, but is also open to tiktokers, reviewers, readers, & whatever else it is we creators do with our love of the fandom.

what do you have to do? just fill out this google form as honestly as you can.

what's the catch? no catch! it's completely anonymous. i don't gather any data about who you are, your social media, your name, anything.

is there a due date? i need responses by may 10, 2024

there's no judgement, no "hey i don't like your answers" or "hey i think you're a bad person". this is a purely academic endeavor meant to combine my love of the fandom with my love for learning, writing, & activism.

#reblobbing for anyone who may have missed the initial post