Jango, watching the Alpha clones: Why are they wearing their packs in the front like th-- Jango, sighing: Put them down! The Alpha clones grumble as they set the cadets down. Alpha-17: They're tired! Let us carry them! Jango: They aren't tired, they just want to be held. Alpha-17: What do you know about our kih'vode!? Jango, flatly: What do I know about my clones? Alpha-17, waving him off: Not every clone is like you. Tenten is tired. Fox, clinging to Alpha-17's hand now that he's been set down: I'm tired, Prime, sir... Jango: Cadet! Join your batch! Alpha-17! Laps! Fox: No, sir! I can't join my batch if Alpha-17 is doing laps! Jango, sighing: And why is that, cadet? Fox, puffing up his chest: He'll be tired after running laps, so I need to be here to carry him the way he carried me. Alpha-17, smiling: Ad'ika...I-I mean vod'ika. Jango: You! Batch! You! Laps! Don't make me chase you off with blasterbolts!

"on god's green earth" is way too fun to say even when you don't believe in god and know most of it is blue, actually

we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write gen fics. we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write character studies and stories with no focus on romance or sex. we have to get on our knees and thank the brave soldiers in fandom who write about minor characters and friendship and family with no focus on romance or sex. i know it’s hard to care about characters in a world that seems to only revolve around ships but i see you. and i love you

Fox brushes his hand over the top of Rex's head, and Rex tilts his head down for him. Fives: What was that? Fox: I was checking his haircut. Rex: The regulations are tighter here on Coruscant, so Fox will tell me if he sees any imperfections. Echo, exchanging looks with Fives: Oh... Fox takes hold of Rex's hand while they're walking through a busy area, leading the way with him in tow. Echo: You hold hands? Rex: Fox knows Coruscant better than I do, so he helps me through the crowds. Fives, exchanging looks with Echo: Uh...huh... Fox pulls the hoodie he's wearing over Rex as well and holds him while they're talking. Fives: So...How long have you two been, uh... Rex: What? Echo: You know... Fox: I don't... Fives: Together. Rex, scrunching up his nose: What? Fox: What about me taking care of my kih'vod gave you that idea? Fives: Kih'vod!? Echo: Force, I am so sorry. Fox: You don't feel like I've been flirting, do you, vod'ika? Rex: No, of course not. They're ridiculous. Fives: To be clear, we still think they're together, right? Echo: Yep. Fox: So how long do you think those two have been together? Rex: As long as I've known them.

Fox, handing Wolffe a fox mug with little ears on the rim: Here. Wolffe, examining it: What about it? Fox: It's a gift, di'kut. Wolffe: Huh...Thanks. It's pretty cute. Fox, plopping a folded blanket into Cody's arms: Here. Cody: Huh? They give us blankets while we're here. Fox: Yeah, but you don't get to take them with you. It's cold out there. Cody, laughing: We have temperature control on the ship. Fox: Yeah, but just in case. Cody: It is better to be prepared...and extra warm. Thanks, Fox. Fox, pulling a hoodie over Rex's head: Here. Rex, pushing his arms out through the sleeves: What's this for? Are we going undercover? Fox, snorting: It's a gift. You look comfortable. Rex, testing the big pocket in the front and nodding: I am. Thank you. Wolffe: Why are you carrying a blanket around? Cody: Fox gave it to me. Did you steal his mug? Wolffe: No...He gave it to me. Rex: Hey, guys. Is that Fox's mug? Wolffe: Is that Fox's civvies? Cody: ... Wolffe: ... Rex: ... Cody, bursting into Fox's room: Fox! Wolffe, right behind him: You know we love you, right? Rex, practically climbing over them: Our lives are better with you in them! Fox, blinking at them in his new fox hoodie complete with fox ears, holding his new fox mug without the fox ears that he constantly worried about poking him in the eyes, and with his new bright red blanket laying over his lap: Thank...you? You all said thank you. That was good enough for me. You don't need to do all of this. Cody: ...Uh...yeah, but...we just... Wolffe: We just thought we should...uh... Rex: We thought you were going to end it. Cody: Rex! Fox, snorting: I'm not leaving Coruscant while the three of you are here. Your men would cause chaos without me constantly on their shebse about behaving themselves.

If we were tectonic plates would you grind against me be honest

I have started referring to my students as “critters and creatures.” I then offer them the option to decide where on the critter–creature spectrum they think they belong. They enjoy this immensely. I teach some critters, some creatures, some 50/50s, some critters with creature tendencies, some creatures with critter inclinations.

all i have to say is 'hello cowards' and it shuts gendering up

a year and a half and 80k notes later we have a fuckin answer