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Okay so, i need advice. something happened to me yesterday that im still in shock about

TW.: talk about raping somebody, ignore if it triggers you. Your mental health matters

So, I was walking home from school and when i got down from the bus that is a few streets away from us three teenage boys started walking behind me. Im always very aware of my surrundings so i took out one of my earbuds. They were talking about probably a girl so disgustingly and some of the descriptors fit me (I did not know them. They where probably in highschool and older than me but i did not seen their faces.). I was already so disgusted, and one gone down from the sidewalk and the other two came after me and they where talking about quote: "What if we rape (probably) her." "I bet she would even enjoy it." But they did not follow me to my street so I gues they weren't talking about me but I'm still in shock and somehow feel guilty? Like for not being able to tak to that girl and warn her. I already told my mother and will start carrying my knife again. Do you guys have any advice how to deal with this? One girl from my school goes the same way home like those dudes and I already told her to have sometype of self defence tool on her.

Sorry for this, I may even delete this post after a while, I just can't really do anything about it and I need some advice

I have the same problem. It’s so anoying

What the past couple days have felt like

I want a Jedi video game where you play through your entire life, from baby to however you die. You can explore the temple and the galaxy, go through classes and eventually become a Padawan. There could be a meter, like how KOTOR had the Light Side/Dark Side thing, that shows whether you’re leaning towards attachment (bad) or love (good). You can choose an era, Clone Wars, High Republic, Old Republic, the time of the original Tales of the Jedi comic series, or just some nebulous point where there isn’t some massive threat to the galaxy. You could rise to the rank of Master, join the Corps, become a Wayseeker, or any other option for a Jedi. And, eventually, you would become one with the Force, whether due to old age or battle or any of the myriad ways it could happen.

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Mando’a: beloved,loved.

Rated: Teen

Genre: romance, family, drama, some adventure.

(cross posted on Ao3)

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It is a truth universally believed that all Mandalorians really hate Jedi and marrying outside their creed.

And yet, Ruusaan would happily tell her father, the Death Watch and all those who held on to such beliefs to go fuck themselves. 

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im just laying down but NOT for a nap guys i swear im getting comfy cozy but im NOT GOING TO FALL ASLEEP my ass is NOT laying my head to rest bro im just getting snug as a bug in a rug. FOR NO REASON. ill be awake the whole time bro i swear. me and my stuffed animals are just hanging out dude i PROMISE ill be awake im not sle

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Voices Carry

After all of the tricks and threats, your mysterious caller tries something different: conversation.

Eventual Mereel Skirata x fem!reader pairing.

Rating: G

Word Count: 1,100

Warnings: None

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Part Six

There had been a pile of credits on your desk when you had come into work that morning. 

Sadly, you already knew it wasn’t a bonus or even a fun mystery you could unravel between your other duties. No, that was Julgum’s charming way of letting you know that he had been invited to a fundraiser and that he needed you to accompany him. 

The first time it had happened, you had been confused, then wary. Any concerns that Julgum had unprofessional designs on you were quieted when he gave you a list of tasks for the event. He wasn’t inviting you as a date. No, he needed you to help him network, keep track of information, and usher him into a transport when he had too much to drink. 

It wasn’t a favorite part of your job, but you didn’t mind it as much as you had expected to. You were still so relieved that Julgum wasn’t hitting on you that anything else seemed fine by comparison.

Besides, you only used some of the credits to purchase clothing. You kept the rest and refused to feel guilty about it. 

That morning had been remarkably quiet, and you were using your personal datapad to browse some formal clothing that was on clearance at a local store. You had added several possibilities to your cart when the office comlink beeped. 

“Senator Julgum’s office. How may I help you?” 

The greeting rolled so naturally from your lips that you scarcely had to think about it anymore. You had scrolled to look at another option before the person on the other side of the line made any noise at all. 

“Hello.”

“Hello,” you replied, just as automatically as your first greeting. “How may I help you?”

There was the sound of a sigh, one that turned into a slight chuckle as it trailed off. Something in the voice was familiar, and you set the datapad down on your desk. There was nothing to see, of course, but you still wanted to pay attention to the call. 

“Why are you always there when I comm?” the voice asked. “Doesn’t Julgum give you a day off?”

“I’m sorry,” you apologized. “To whom am I speaking?” 

The silence stretched an uncomfortable length of time, filled with a vague sense of horror. You made a valiant effort, but you finally broke and chuckled aloud. 

The tutting on the other end of the link made you smile even wider. Julgum’s mysterious caller clearly had some sense of humor. It was late in your acquaintance - such as it was - for that humor to make an appearance, but you would take it over tricks and anger.

“That was mean,” he told you. “I’m many things, but forgettable isn’t one of them. Unless the pressure of working such long hours for the good senator is making you crack?”

Even with the censure, his voice was playful. He seemed utterly delighted that you had messed with him. Of course, you could claim to be in earnest and insist that you didn’t know who he was, but your laughter may have made that less believable.

…Besides, with everything that Julgum put you through, didn’t you deserve the chance to connect with someone?

“I don’t think I’m the only one working long hours,” you countered. “You’ve called for three days in a row trying to speak with the senator. Maybe it’s best to tell your boss to make an appointment.”

“Whatever do you mean? This is only the second time we’ve spoken.”

You believed your snort was permissible, given the overly innocent tone he had used. “Yes, we always get calls from the aides to prominent senators pretending to be the senator themselves, or Trade Federation representatives who make threats.”

“Those Federation types can be dangerous,” he told you. “I hope you gave him what he asked for.”

“Unfortunately, I couldn’t help the first one, but the second one was happier with the results of our conversation.”

“A second Trade Federation rep? What did they want?”

“If you don’t know anything about the first one, I don’t see why you should care about the second,” you said, audibly grinning.

“Clever thing, aren’t you?” His voice was amused again. “You’re right, I don’t know anything about any Trade Federation calls.”

“I thought as much,” you assured him. 

Apparently, he wasn’t finished. “But I hate to hear that you’re getting so much strange comms traffic. Tell you what: I know a few people who can set up a system to screen callers who don’t have any real business with the senator. Patch me through to him and I’ll pitch the idea. I can even throw in a discounted estimate.”

“I would be happy to let you speak with Senator Julgum. Just give me your name and your appointment time.”

His laugh was clear this time, transmitting rich and loud over the line. “You don’t miss a thing, do you? I hope Julgum knows how closely his assistant watches his back.”

“He doesn’t,” you replied without thinking. And as you were biting your lip, the man laughed again. Hastily, you added, “But it’s fine. This is a job. I get paid in credits, not in gratitude.”

“Still, he should be careful. Someone might steal you away.” You didn’t know how to respond to that, but the mystery caller didn’t seem to need any input from you for his current train of thought. “What do you look like?” 

“What?” you asked reflexively. After a beat to collect yourself, you said, “Surely you can understand why, given our current conversation about stealing people, I don’t want to answer that question.”

“Did you know you get overly formal when you’re flustered?” he asked. “I bet you’re pretty.”

The conversational whiplash was sudden and overwhelming. You shook your head, uncaring that he couldn’t see it. “I’m not. And I’m also starting to think you don’t have an appointment to speak with the senator. Do you?”

“I do not.” 

You sighed and pressed the button to sever the connection. This wasn’t a great job, but you still needed to do work that wasn’t centered on flirtatious comlink conversations.

It would just take a moment to stifle the twinge of regret you felt at having not asked his name.

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Author's Note - I know, this chapter is slow. This story is slow. But I'm trying to flesh out their relationship at a pace that feels steady and natural. Maybe our reader is just a little hesitant to trust a stranger and Mereel could use a little slow in the breakneck pace of a Null trooper. Thank you for reading anyway!

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i’m not aromantic but i believe in their beliefs

I made a clone wars timeline to combine all of canon and legends into one cohesive and somewhat manageable timeline, mainly for fanfic and ttrpg purposes but I thought people might like it, it has a full workout of the galactic standard calendar and has precise(ish) dates for events (mainly republic commando) but I want as many people as possible to be able to see it and hopefully enjoy it

You can find it here:

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Canon/Legends Clone Wars Timeline

Canon/Legends Clone Wars Timeline A note from the author UPDATE: Since originally making this public I recalculated the Galactic Standard Ca

I just found Milanote and whipped this up for Irmenu

Geography

Giant oceans with bigger and smaller islands, and one continent that is the size of Australia. Running from the equator of the planet up into the far north, there is that continent (Khacor).

On the east side, there are the islands the bigger ones are closer to the continent, the sea is calmer on this side most people sail on these parts. As you go farther and farther to the east, more pirate civilizations live.

On the other side of the planet, where the western and eastern seas meet there is a giant ship graveyard where the pirate captains and the draa discuss and share information.

On the western side, the sea is harsh and unforgiving, but if you go far west you will find a bigger island, where draa and their families can live together. This is draakhirs. To get there without a draa or a half draa you need to survive a dangerous and deathly storm. This storm was created by the followers of the old draa gods followers: the children of Mahina (Hawaiian for moon) and the children of Kaia (Hawaiian for sea). The myth says that the three sisters (Mahina, Kaia, and Fusis (Greek for nature) created this island for the draa so they can pray for the three of them together.

And I really like @clonewarslover55's description of the islands, So I would like to use her ideas of the lush forests and giant cliffs