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Weren’t able to make it to ClexaCon or just didn’t have time to stop by our booth? Now’s your chance to get the merchandise you may have missed out on! 

We’ve got shirts, fan art books, and button sets dedicated to some of your favorite F/F ships (all pictured below). Be quick though, there’s limited stock available! Ends August 31st or until stock runs out!

https://shop.lgbtfansdb.com

As you have probably noticed from my Instagram, I have two beautiful god children living on the Island of Koh Tao, Thailand - Kasper and Pepper. Their parents, two of my best friends, moved there from Australia seeking inner and outer peace, stronger community and stronger values for their children to grow up with.

Kasper’s lovely Thai and Myanmar immigrant friends were slowly leaving the island, many without their parents, to go to school far away where they could get a better education at an affordable price. Much of the Thai community couldn’t afford the cost of the private school on the island, run as a small business venture with no proper curriculum or accreditation. In fact, most children would never be able to access anything above a basic Thai education, something that Myanmar immigrant children would never benefit from when they return home, where Thai is not spoken. 

To cut a long story short, Claire and I decided we would attempt a Not for Profit School, that was run only to cover its own costs to keep the fees as low as possible. As we did the numbers, we realized the more children that went to the school the lower the school fees would go and more children would have access to it. Most importantly families could stay together. 2 years later the school has become a reality and the children are thriving, however- the space they rent together with a private kindergarten is being sold. The school can’t afford to move. When I came to visit I could see the education standard was fantastic, but if we could achieve rent free land then resources like playground equipment, proper sized classrooms and flushing toilets would be attainable.

So this is where you step in. My hope is that you and I together can save Koh Tao International Primary and help to further develop the Not for Profit structure so that it can be replicated in other parts of the World like Thailand and Myanmar. 

Any donation, no matter how big or small, will make a huge difference. We have a list of Thai and Burmese children waiting for the fees to lower so they can attend the school. These kids really need us. Your contribution will mean the world to them and me. Thank You, Love EJ Help spread the word!

It’s finally here! The first chance to get your very own Clexa Fan Art Book signed by Eliza Taylor AND Alycia Debnam-Carey!

Cars were towed, people ran through convention centers, stood in impossibly long lines for hours on end and lots of sleep (and sanity) was sacrificed in order to get this book around the world to get signed by both of them.

We know we had initially said there would be an auction for it (and one is coming with more books and other goodies), but one of the things that is important to us is giving as many people as possible a chance to get a book signed by both girls. We thought the fairest way to so that was through a raffle with limited entries.

Instructions/Rules can all be found here!

We hope this book will be cherished by the lucky winner as a reminder of what this fandom and movement have meant to us all.

And the generosity of the fandom continues!  Someone was kind enough to donate a free t-shirt and we thought:  what better way to give it away than by spreading the message to Support Positive Representation? After all, that is the entire purpose of this campaign.

Here is how you can enter the raffle to get a free t-shirt (worldwide shipping included):

1. Reblog this post by Friday, August 5th at 8pm EST

2. Each time you reblog this post (up to 3 times maximum per account), you will be entered in the raffle

3. The raffle will be conducted by using a random generator (if you reblog 3 times, you will be entered 3 times) and we will contact the winner to send them a free t-shirt of the size/fit of their choice.  

If you want to be sure to get a shirt, you can also buy one through the following two options:

A. Booster 

If you are from the United States, Australia, Canada, China (does not include Hong Kong), Costa Rica, France, Germany, Ireland, Italy, Malaysia, Mexico, Spain, UK, go to www.booster.com/lgbtfans and order directly from there

B. Paypal

If you are from any other country, email us the size and fit of your choice at [email protected] and submit a payment of $45 to [email protected] (includes the cost of the shirt and international shipping to any country).

21. A Promise

28. Teaching the other something new

The overseer stared down at the child, a dubious expression twisting his face. He bent slightly at the waist to get a closer look, arms held stiff at his sides as though he were peering down at a particularly foul insect. His finely tailored tunic barely creaked as he moved, the fabric black as a starless sky, somehow untouched by the swirl of Korriban’s rust-colored sands. 

“Well,” he said, straightening. “She has a glimmer of Force potential, that much I can sense. Perhaps more than a glimmer,” he added, in an almost grudging afterthought. 

The child’s parents were too well-bred and dignified to openly display their relief, but it still showed in the involuntary relaxation of their posture. “She’ll be trained, then?” the mother said in a crisp Dromund Kaas accent, voice light as though she were discussing the weather. 

“She’ll be shown the ways of the Dark Side. What she can make of them, though, that’s up to her.” The overseer frowned down at the child’s cloud of silver-blonde hair and wide, unblinking green eyes. 

“She seems rather…docile,” he said, mouth twisting around the word like it was a bite of rotten fruit. “Raw connection to the Force is all well and good, but it’s only the beginning. To succeed in the trials and truly become Sith requires passion, boldness, and above all, ruthless determination. Do you have what it takes, girl?”

The child stirred, but the mother answered first, a little too quickly. “Oh, she has plenty of determination,” she said with a cultured laugh. “Just try taking her book away from her when it’s time to eat supper.”

“Ah.” The overseer’s lip curled. “I can already see she’ll be one of those lords, the ones too holed up in their libraries hunched over holocrons to actually participate in politics. But, very well. Come along, child.”

He turned away, facing the Academy lurking in the distance, but the mother dropped to her knees beside the child in one sudden motion. She placed her hands on the girl’s shoulders, gripping hard. 

“You must make the most of this opportunity,” she said. “Do you understand me, Lana? To be trained as a Sith is a rare honor. With enough hard work, you could rule the galaxy one day. You must do your very best to make your father and I proud.” 

“I will, Mother.” The girl stretched out a hand, resting it lightly on her mother’s arm. “I won’t fail. I promise.” 

The mother opened her mouth to say more, but then her expression changed, hovering between anxious and mollified. After a moment her face smoothed, and her worried mouth turned up in a slight smile. Her hands relaxed on the girl’s shoulders, then slid down to pull her into a gentle hug. 

“You’re a good girl,” she murmured. “Be well, Lana. Your father and I will be in touch when we can.” 

She rose and turned to go. Lana watched for only a moment, then strode to join the waiting overseer. He stood with arms crossed, looking down on her with a hint of surprised approval.

“That was well done,” he said. “Calming your mother’s mind. You’re already learning to bend others to your will. Come with me, and you’ll increase your powers tenfold.”

And…it’s live!  Here is the link to the IndieGoGo campaign for the 2nd round of books AND a way for people in other countries to get the t-shirt:

https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/fanart-book-t-shirt/

Here’s how it works:

Solitude was difficult to come by on Odessen, at least within the Alliance compound. Even late into the night, with the stars bright as jewels and the moon risen clear of the forest’s reach, sounds drifted from structure to structure: the on-duty soldiers running their blackout drills; Oggurobb tinkering with his latest experiment; Djannis and Tora finishing off another drunken brawl in the cantina. If there was one thing Lana had learned since she’d brought the Outlander here, it was that the Alliance they had built never truly slept.

Most of the time, she hardly even noticed the racket. If anything, the bustle was a good sign, an indication that the rebellion’s ranks were swelling and that everyone was keeping busy. Yet on some nights, when she’d been awake for more hours straight than she cared to count, even her best efforts couldn’t keep her focus from dwindling.

It was on those nights that the minds were even harder to escape than the voices.