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HECK YEAH!!! TECH TOLD YOU HIMSELF!?!?!?!?

OH YEAH!!!!

i just got told tech is coming back last episode by tech himself! cheer everyone!

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Ahsoka Tano 💫

Finally finished this piece, I love drawing this character so much

Reminder that you can request art in my asks!

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My beautiful guy 💕

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CloneTok

Cody: ‘I’m on a ground campaign and I woke up to General Kenobi’s dinohorse just watching me through the flap in my tent’ *pans camera up*

Boga: *just standing still and watching Cody with heart eyes af*

Cody: …what the fuck…

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tried the blind color palette challenge a few times with some suggested characters :))

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He must have gone through something truly traumatic to loose abilities he was genetically engineered for. (Joking; not joking 🙃 seriously I’m loosing my mind)

How did we go from Hunter sniffing dirt to measure distances in The Clone Wars to him not knowing that a living breathing creature was right in front of them in The Bad Batch season 3

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HAPPY REBELS REMEMBERED DAY!

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I’m trying to act normal in my day to day life and I’m not doing a great job.

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Average night on the Marauder

Hunter *tucking Omega in*: Goodnight, sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bite. 

Tech: Technically, there would be no bed bugs. We just cleaned. Why do you think there are bed bugs?

Crosshair: Goodnight. Sleep tight, don’t let the monsters haunt you.

Wrecker: Monsters?

Omega: What monsters?

Echo *sighs*: There are no bed bugs, there are no monsters. Just go to bed. 

Wrecker: But what monsters?

Hunter: No monsters. 

Omega: Just bed bugs. 

Tech: Again, there should be no bed bugs. Have you seen signs of them?

Echo: All of you go to sleep

*Quiet for a minute* 

Wrecker: But why does Batcher always sleep with Crosshair? No fair, I wanna turn

Omega: She sometimes sleeps by me

Wrecker: No fair

Crosshair: She just likes me best

Tech: Technically, it may be because of Crosshair’s unresolved trauma. Dogs tend to know when humans are not alright. Although that may not be a good enough reason because many of us have unresolved issues. 

Hunter: Yes, thank you for calling us out Tech, now go to sleep

 *Quiet for another minute*

Omega: I need some water

Wrecker: I have to use the refresher

Tech: It is too hot in here to sleep. What temperature is the ship set at? This is not the optimal sleeping environment

Hunter: Do not touch the thermostat!

Echo: WOULD YOU GO TO SLEEP ALREADY?

Crosshair: Okay, mom.

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This is my first time posting a fic, so please don’t judge it too harshly. I’m new to this. Also posting on mobile so… yeah. I accept fair criticism.

Summary: after a long day of work you take a shower with Gregor, eat some food and go to sleep. It’s all just fluff really.

Warnings: a shower scene but nothing spicy. Reader is gn, they have hair but it never specifies what length.

It had been an eventful day, lots of manual labor, errands, miscommunications, and overall havoc. You had gotten everything sorted out… eventually, and now, you were just glad it had all worked out, and you were home.

“I stink, I’m gonna take a shower.”

You were taking off your shoes in front of your door. Your husband Gregor leaned against the wall doing the same. He stopped for a moment, just long enough to stick his face in his shirt, and take a whiff. He recoiled, making a face.

“Kriff you’re not the only one, you wanna shower first?”

You smiled up at him sweetly.

“I don’t see why we can’t shower at the same time.”

His eyes light up instantly. “I like your thinking!”

As soon as you get your shoes off you head to your room where you strip down, and drop your clothes in the dirty laundry bin. Heading into the refresher you turned the shower’s faucet to the hottest setting. After the water started violently steaming you turned it down to a reasonable temperature; checking it with your fingertips before stepping in. Gregor close behind shutting the door.

You ran yourself under the faucet first wetting your body and rinsing the grime off before stepping to the side and letting your husband do the same. Filling your palm with shampoo you close your eyes, and run it through your hair lathering it thoroughly before reaching your hands out for your husband, he takes your hands in his, guiding you under the faucet rinsing off the shampoo. Once free of the suds you rinse your face and open your eyes.

“Okay your turn!”

Stepping out the stream you let him take your place. As he holds out his hand you fill his palm with shampoo and watch him run his fingers through his hair. Appreciating the furrowing of his brow, and his strong tanned form; watching the suds run down his body. As you apply conditioner to your hair. Rinsing off he steps out the stream, wiping off the excess water. Reaching up you apply the leftover conditioner to his wet locks, adding more product as it runs short.

Gregor lets out a content sigh. “That feels a lot better. I wish we would have been able to do this sooner!”

You let out a drawn out puff of air. “You and me both ner cyar’ika. Now get over here.” Your tone light as you hand your husband a pair of shower mitts. Donning another pair, you coat the gloves in shower gel. Passing the bottle to Gregor so he can do the same.

“Turn around, I wanna get your back.”

He passes the bottle back to you, where you return it to its spot on the shelf. Obliging Gregor turns his back to you, letting you run your sudsy shower mitts across neck, over his shoulders and down his back. Making your way down from his waist to his ankles. He chuckles looking over his shoulder at you.

“My you are thorough.”

“I try my best. Now do me!” Standing straight you turn to face the wall.

Taking a few steps in your direction Gregor places his hands briefly on your shoulders, giving your cheek a gentle kiss before rubbing you down in turn.

After which the two of you take turns scrubbing yourselves and each other. Alternating between scrubbing your own arm then his, your hip then his. Smiling and laughing as it gradually becomes more and more of competition then a shower. Flinging suds at each other and trying to steal the water stream from one another. Until you both eventually decide you’re done.

Rinsing the conditioner out of your hair, and wiping all the excess water off, you both step out of the shower grabbing your corresponding towels to dry off.

After stepping into your bedroom you frown deeply stopping in your tracks dripping in the carper.

Looking back at you Gregor laughs loudly. Tilting his head slightly he asks “what’s wrong? You were so happy a minute ago.”

“I’m wet.” You say bluntly.

Laughing harder he sits on the edge of the bed wiping his eyes. “Well. Yeah. That’s kind of what happens when you shower cyare.”

“I know, I don’t mind the showing bit, I just hate the drying off bit. I feel.. sticky.”

“Sticky?”

“Yeah, like in between my joints and stuff, they take longer to dry and it feels sticky. I don’t like it.”

“Aww, poor baby.” Gregor gets up and places a kiss on the top of your head. “ I actually know what you're talking about. It’s never really bothered me; but I can see it.”

You pout, for just a second, before perking up.

“Hey, let’s eat something while we dry off!”

Gregor’s eyes open wide “I couldn’t agree more. Let’s eat!”

You spend the next hour or so sitting at the table eating whatever leftovers were in the fridge. Each talking about your day, and filling in the blank spots for each other. After finishing up your meals, and stacking the dishes you were both feeling pretty spent, and were ready to go to bed.

“You ready to turn in?” Gregor asks bleary eyed.

Yawning, you nod slowly “Oh absolutely.”

Pulling on your sleep clothes, you climb into bed. Gregor following after you shortly. Wrapping his arms around you, you readjust so you’re the little spoon, to his big spoon. Face buried in your hair he inhales deeply, closing his eyes. You lean into him reaching a hand back to gently brush against his cheek.

“I love you cyar’ika.”

You feel Gregor smile softly “I love you too mesh’la.”

You focus on his breath and warmth until you fall asleep.

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@ivvmell's gardener Cody propaganda works really well

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It has the same energy as a toddler being told they can’t have ice cream for dinner.

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I just drew this because I wanted a silly lil widget on my home screen lol

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canon event

more rebels nine-nine -> here

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BB SPOLIER

oh- the money I’d pay to have had Tech in the ship when Phee just killed the engine is get past security-

Tech: “THIS IS THE MOST IRRATIONAL METHOD OF BYPASSING-“

Phee: “OH HOLD ON TO YOUR DATA PAD BROWN EYES AND QUIT COMPLAINING-“

Crosshair: *WHEN THE FUCK DID TECH GET A GIRLFRIEND*

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I love her!

Phee slander is not welcome on this blog.

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Everyone: “in the most loving way possible; Echo’s kind of a stick in the mud.