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I shouldn’t be laughing at this so hard xD

this is so dumb im sorry

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>w< you’re very welcome <333

“don’t think i don’t notice you every time” :”D this makes me happy too!

*gently holds* here’s a little gift for you I hope you like it :D

I saw this little sweetie and had to do a quick drawing of him before I go to bed >w<

I love what you do :D thank you for posting your cool stuff, I wish you a lovely time 💚💚💚

DUODSKYKHXKYDS THANK YOU!?! OMG I LOVE IT

it's been a rough time but this really made me smile like an idiot. thank you so so so much 🥺 don't think i don't notice you every time. i really appreciate <333

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- First of all, I agree, so many things where left out and unexplained and it drives me a bit crazy.

- Second of all, about the ‘CX-2 dying faceless and nameless’ ,I think it’s quite a genius idea actually and I hope I can explain it how I see it xDP

CX-2 was what Crosshair would have been if Hemlock succeeded with his reconditioning and it shows us that in this brutal way. CX-2 is noone and he died as a noone, and nobody was sad about it either. Now Crosshair has his brothers and sister now, he belonged somewhere and he was loved, he had people who would mourn him. 2 didn’t had that, I also think he didn’t care about it either.

CX-2 was a nobody, and nobody cared that he died and basically forgot about him afterwards

Crosshair was somebody, his family cared for him and noone would forget him when it’s his time to go

- Another thing I’d like to say is that I never believed that CX-2 was Tech. It just doesn’t make any sense to me, Tech is a technician, CX-2 is a sniper, why would you recondition someone and make them a sniper if you got the smartest brain in the galaxy on your plate? IF Hemlock had Tech, he would have used his brain for his messed up experiments, kinda like the Techno Union did with Echo but worse.

I agree, Tech being CX-2 has big whump potential and it’s fun to picture it and write it, but it doesn’t make much sense, and my brain refuses to acknowledge things that are illogical. that is a bit of a curse tbh

“But he said domicile” “but his features are similar to Tech’s”

Anyone can say domicile. They are Clones, of course they have similar features plus we got concept art of CX-2 where we see his face, he’s a reg with a big scar on his face (which actually reminded me on my OC and I got scared for a moment)

I’m not saying that people aren’t allowed to think that he is Tech, like I said it’s big whump potential, believe all you want, I’m not forcing you to change your mind I’m just telling you my opinion and theories, in return others shouldn’t force their idea on other people.

now please don’t trash me I just wanted to add my few cents :”D

- one little thing. Cody. Yes it would be nice if we got more information but it was rather genius too. He showed up, we saw them fight, he had a change of heart and then left. It is genius when you look at it from Crosshair’s pov. Think about it, you meet an old friend again after a long time, you go on a mission together and afterwards he tells you some deep stuff and kinda leaves it at this, making you think about you and what you’re doing. The next day you where exited to see your friend again only to find out that he left, and you’re sad again.

Cody was his first push back to the good side, he made Crosshair question things but it still took the death of Mayday to finally make him snap.

It’s kinda what King said in TOH in Hollow Mind “No one wants to think they’ve wasted their life following the wrong person. You just gotta find something big to change their minds.”

And that something was Mayday for Crosshair, and Cody started the thing (in my opinion)

Rewatching TBB season 3, and I am once again reminded that I’m like 95% sure the writers were planning to do more with this show and then told they had to end it at season 3 after they’d already planned out a bunch more stuff. There’s too many small details that get emphasized frequently and too many loose ends/unanswered questions that seemed like they were going to answer in this show but then they never did

Hemlock’s gloved hand. Why would they put that detail of the single glove and have him messing with that hand frequently and then do absolutely NOTHING with that? They had to ANIMATE that detail so what was the point of it?

The clone operatives. They don’t ever really explain how or why they were using clones instead of just creating/recruiting operatives. It seems like maybe some of the operatives could have been experimented on beyond just the brainwashing but who knows because they didn’t really do anything with that.

CX-2, the one we thought was Tech or someone else we know, had a lot of emphasis and buildup just to die faceless and nameless like the other operatives we see in the finale. Why did Hemlock have them? Why did he create them when his focus seemed to be on Force-sensitive cloning.

Why do Omega and Emery exist? Don’t get me wrong, I like them, especially Omega, but why are there TWO female clones with seemingly no use to the Kaminoans throughout the Clone Wars, when both Emery and Omega would have been created. And where was Emery the entire war, and how did she end up with Hemlock?

WHERE IS CODY?

What was the purpose of the Zillo beast in a facility that seemed to be almost entirely dedicated to force sensitive cloning?

There’s probably other details I’m forgetting because it’s late, but those are the big ones that are still bugging me.

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Pigeon attempts to court falcon

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Magnus Achieves Lonely Chibi Me @teesy738

Adding to the collection of TMA Avatar Chibi Me we have The Lonely

Oh how often I wished to cast myself into the Lonely when people became to much for me and I just wanted to go away. Peter Lukas’s statement is one of my fav, when he told his story I envied him for his ability to just disappear

l would love it… I’d disappear into the woods sitting high on a pine tree and would just enjoy my solitude

I actually did that quite often when I was a kid but now since I’m older I don’t have the time anymore to do that, work and study always comes in my way and wouldn’t let me be alone when I want it, when I need it

I hate it that most people won’t or can’t understand that some people NEED their solitude for being able to function around people!

anyway

✌️*fades away*

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So I suppose I’m it xD thank you

Current favorite color: greeeeeeennn

Current favorite article of clothing: that would be my green triangular scarf which I wear around my neck or on my head like a bandana or fold it together to use it as a headband. I like the pressure

Currently reading: nothing at the moment even tho I got so many books to read :”)

Last song: INTERMISSION TIME from the Amazing Digital Circus xD

Last film: oof I haven’t seen a movie in a while, I think it was Phantom Menace? My grandma was bored and put it on and I jumped out of my bed, ran through the hall and threw myself on the carpet when I heard the first second of music playing xD No one watches Star Wars without me!

Last series: this one I can answer because I’m doing a marathon with old shows I enjoyed watching when I was younger! Dragons Race to the Edge! The nostalgia is KICKING!!!

Working on:

three different fanfics… simultaneously

drawing my chibi Avatar of The Lonely

cleaning my room

Recently learned: I am looking for something but I haven’t learned anything new recently. Nope, nothing new to report :P

Looking forward to: Getting the many stories and poems I have in my head together that they make sense and down onto paper or my notes app, somewhere I can write it all up so I won’t forget them! xDP

tagging, if you want: @electrikworm @squad-724 @teesy738 @cabbagege @faithwalkcreationscloneart @fionas-frenzy @faya-feya :D

thanks for tagging me @archivewriter1ont (it's been a long week :P)

Current favorite color: blue!

Current favorite article of clothing: i got a button up that has a paper airplane pattern! it's a nice and heavy duty shirt too

Currently reading: not much unfortunately. i read more of hard contact while my internet was out though :3 i'm already in love with these bibis

Last song: I Believe from persona 5 royal

Last film: Pacific Rim (i think it's was that or final reckoning)

Last series: the newest season of rascal does not dream of!

Working on: ...

the actual answer is unfortunately life stuff one of which being a massive thorn in my side >:(

zine work

akiham week 2025 over on @littleakihamtrash

Recently learned: how to make parachutes for rockets (yeah the other reason i've been busy it is fun though!)

Looking forward to: ending on a positive note, a bunch of things! i got bad oc brain rot that i wanna share when i can plus the projects i've been working on :D

i don't even know who to tag so if you see this, tag you're it

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Magnus Archives Corruption Chibi me :D @teesy738

Trigger warning! Trypophobia!

I decided to draw myself as an Avatar of the Corruption, since I love bugs and find mold and such fascinating and interesting, plus I don’t mind smells no matter how much they make someone vomit xD

I always found the Corruption fascinating but I serve more than just the Fleshhive

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Summer of Bad Batch 2025

@summer-of-bad-batch

Chapter three of A caring brother

starting in the middle of the first part of chapter two.

Chapter three promts:

Main: Summer of Bad Batch 2025 Week #3 Alternative Promt: Brothers

Supplemental: Summer of Bad Batch Week #8 Main Promt: Swimming Lessons

this is also the longest chapter so far xDP

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Thank you for the tag >w<

This is from my new chapter of my fic I made for Summer of Bad Batch A caring Brother

"If he is afraid of it, why did he went in with you in the first place?" Omega asked honestly after a pause. "That's how he is, pushing his own needs aside to help us others, I told him that he didn't had to do this but he insisted. Told me that, yes, he hated water but hated seeing his brothers in pain more. So he ignored his dread and focused on helping me." "That's very noble." Omega said with a smile "Yeah... He only ever did it for us tho, which might be a prick move but that's just how he is." Wrecker smiled at that a little but it faded again just as quick. "I just hope he knows that he still has a home here with us..."

NPT: @squad-724 @fionas-frenzy @teesy738 and others if you wanna join ^w^

Last Line Challenge

Rules: In a new post share the last line you wrote or drew for your current WIP!

Thanks so much for the tag @laughhardrunfastbekindsblog!

This is from chapter 26 of my CodyWan AU When you Least Expect It. As usual, it's a long one. God forbid I learn to edit myself for these challenges.

Padme smiled at his brother and Obi Wan was reminded how good they were together. “We wanted to ask if you would be the God Parents to Luke and Leia. I know it’s a lot and my parents will not be thrilled but…It just, it makes sense to us. And of course, Cody would be included as well.” Obi Wan couldn’t help but feel the crippling weight of caring for his siblings and the very real feeling that he didn’t want that kind of responsibility again. But even so, he wouldn’t want it to fall to anyone but him, if the worst were to ever happen. “It would be my honor. I can’t speak for Cody, of course, but I would love to be their God father.” Padme grinned and reached up to kiss Obi Wan’s cheek. “Why don’t you have a cuddle with Luke.” She said softly. Obi Wan nodded and scooped up the small boy in his arms, sitting down on the makeshift bed by the window. The sunlight fell on the boy’s fair eyelashes and Obi Wan moved to cover him from it, pulling him closer so he was flat against his shoulder. He couldn’t help but remember Anakin at this age, plopped into his arms like a prize at a state fair. He was heavier, stocky for a boy so small, but with the same crumpled nose and fair hair. His father had told him they were to be best friends. That they would grow up together with the other as a constant. He supposed he was right in a way, although didn’t realize they would become constants for each other partially because of loss. Obi Wan looked back over at Padme and noticed she had fallen asleep, her head low over her chest as her babies rested in the arms of the men she trusted most. Or perhaps Obi Wan was projecting. Anakin sat back with his eyes closed, his hand methodically stroking his baby daughter as he swayed ever so slightly. “You did well, Anakin.” Obi Wan said quietly. His brother opened his eyes, a smile lighting his face, the first time he had looked like himself in months.   “Thank you, Obi Wan. For everything. I…we…we all owe you a lot.” “You have a beautiful family, Anakin.” “I do, don’t I?” he said serenely as his eyes tracked back to Padme.

NPT for @indigofyrebird @electrikworm @dangraccoon @artist-kreating-stuffand anyone else who wants to join in!

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Tales From the Constant: Clone Force 99

Chapter 1:

Relationships: Phee & Clone Force 99, Batcher & Clone Force 99 Omega & Tech & Wrecker

Content Warnings: Blood and Injury

Summary:

A Bad Batch x Don't Starve crossover

When the Batch find a strange archway, Omega, Tech, Wrecker and Batcher end up being dragged into the Constant. They struggle to adjust to the new world and its hostile environment, slowly learning more of how this separate dimension works.

Check out the amazing art @squad-724 made for this AU :D

Word count: 4,496

Read on Ao3

Echo sighs. Even if Rex said he didn't need him, and as much as he enjoys going on missions as a squad with his siblings, Echo is plagued by the feeling that he isn't doing enough. There's so much still to be done, the fight being far from over. Like he can sense something's up, Hunter puts a hand on Echo's shoulder.

"It's good to have you back, if only for a bit." Hunter says. "Omega missed you." Hunter doesn't need to say that he did too. It's only been around three months since Tantiss, but Echo hasn't been on a mission with his siblings since then.

Echo smiles. It's not like he's missing out on anything important by being here, Rex not having a mission planned, so he tries to push those thoughts aside. "What did you say this place was, Phee?" Echo redirects the conversation, shining his flash light around the cave walls.

Phee grins. "The last known location of a group of pirates. They raided areas destroyed by the war, they're bound to have items belonging to refugees on Pabu."

"Pirates? Like you?" Crosshair ribs Phee. She laughs, elbowing the sniper as she passes him.

"Stow it."

Echo has to admit that she fits right in to their little dysfunctional family. Tech's started to grow closer to Phee as well, it's clear to see that they care for one another.

“Where is Tech anyway?” Echo thinks to himself. He, Wrecker and Omega, accompanied by Batcher, went a little ahead. They haven't been heard from in a while. Echo hopes they're not getting into trouble.

Just then, Omega comes running towards them. At first, Echo thinks he's jinxed them by thinking of the possibility of something going wrong, but he relaxes when he spots the wide smile plastered on Omega's face.

"We found something! It looks really old!" She grabs hold of Echo's hand with one of her own, and Phee's with her other, dragging them towards what's got her so excited.

"Slow down Omega." Echo says, unable to suppress a laugh. She reduces her pace slightly, but only stops dragging them when they enter a wider part of the cave. Hunter and Crosshair managed to keep up, Echo already able to hear the youngest member of the squad complaining about the unnecessary jog.

The cave is taller here too, Echo's flash light almost unable to penetrate the dark above them. In the middle of the seemingly naturally formed room Echo spots Tech and Wrecker, now joined by Omega again. All three of them are crowded around a structure of some kind, which Batcher is sniffing, wagging her short tail.

Omega's right, it does look old. The structure consists of two stone pillars, connected by a further carved stone beam. In the centre of the beam, the stone seems darker, and carved to look like a closed eye. Tattered red fabric hangs from the beam, and dark green, almost black, thorny vines twist around the pillars. Strangely enough, there are bright red flowers blooming along the vines.

Echo can hear how excited Tech is, even from meters away. He's rambling about the flowers, a type of rose according to him, and how they could have evolved to survive in complete darkness.

"Ever seen anything like this?" Hunter asks Phee.

She shakes her head. "Never." There's a fond smile on her face as she watches Tech show Wrecker and Omega something on his datapad.

The four of them walk across the room at a normal pace now Omega isn't rushing them. She does wave to them, urging them to come look at their find closer. Echo laughs quietly to himself at her enthusiasm.

Out of nowhere, Hunter inhales sharply.

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"Get away from that thing!" He yells across the cave. No sooner than he's done that, something in the structure seems to awaken.

The carved eye flicks open, emerald iris staring around the room intensely. Black flames dark enough to blot out light in their close vicinity flare from the pillars, and the vines begin to writhe and undulate. A black mass starts to form in between the pillars, and a tremor runs through the cave.

Echo is knocked to the ground, his brothers and Phee suffering the same fate. Distantly, Echo's aware of screaming, but he can't place its origin.

Then, a silence falls over the room. Echo just catches the eye on the beam blinking once more, then all the abnormalities are gone, and so are Tech, Wrecker, Omega and Batcher.

Tech groans, rubbing a hand at his throbbing head. Pushing himself onto his knees, his attention is immediately drawn to the grass beneath his palms and the shift in light.

He'd thought he might have slipped or been hit by something related to the artefact they were inspecting. Tech hadn't expected to see entirely different scenery.

Sitting up, he first notices how even and broad the terrain around him is, the sky seeming to go on endlessly. There's a strange look to it, both the world and the sky. Like nothing Tech's ever seen. The sun is larger then the one seen from Pabu, hanging close to the horizon at the moment, and the shade of the sky is strange, a slightly off colour.

A groan to Tech's left alerts him to the fact he isn't alone. Wrecker's slowly getting off the floor, rubbing at his neck. Then Batcher barks, followed by Omega trying to get her to quiet down.

There's confusion on both his siblings faces as they try and make sense of their new surroundings. Tech's yet to do so either.

Turning around, he spots the same archway they'd inspected in the cave. Only, it bares a few changes here. For a start, a loud noise emanates from it, sounding almost mechanical. The vines wrapped around it seem more active, pulsing and writhing, and black smoke or flames emit from the top of the pillars. The carved eye is open now and looking very alive. It moves and rolls, peering down at them and blinking from time to time. An involuntary shudder runs through Tech's body as he makes eye contact with the thing. He moves backwards a few steps. It can't possibly be alive, so it must be some mechanical device.

"Where are we?" Omega asks, eyes wide and one hand on Batcher's back.

Tech really wishes he had an answer. Simply due to the look of the sky and sun, this has to be a different planet. But that should be impossible. The only way something like this could have happened is teleportation and that's a science no one has mastered yet. Tech would know, he'd spent hours reading papers about its continuous failure.

But then, how did they get here? And why did this place bear the same ancient archway as the cave.

"I'm not certain. We are not on Pabu any more, that much is abundantly clear," Tech says, looking for his datapad. It's laying on the floor a few steps away.

"Where are the others?" Wrecker asks, looking around. Tech's seen no sign of them, even if they were right there in the cave.

Wrecker activates his comm, only getting static in return. Either they can't answer their comlinks, or they're out of range. Tech highly doubts it's the second, due to the fact that he's made sure that their comms can be connected over vast distances.

Tech's datapad switches on fine, but he's immediately baffled by the fact that is seems to be getting absolutely no signal. There's barely any places that that's the case. He says as much to his siblings, both of them looking confused.

Tech manages to find signal, no matter how bad, anywhere. This is getting stranger by the minute.

"Maybe we're just in a bad spot?" Wrecker suggests, voice hopeful despite the worry on his face. The alternative is that they've somehow managed to land on a planet so far from any technologically advanced societies or satellites, that it can't reach them, and that's a rather terrifying option.

Hesitantly, they decide to walk a little further in the strange terrain, looking for any form of signal to contact their siblings and Phee. The land only gets stranger. The two types of trees spread in this area, one deciduous, bearing orange leaves, the other coniferous make strange noises occasionally, and large pollinator insects fly between various colourful flowers. Occasional solitary bushes covered in bright red berries come into view and fungi of a similar shade of red dot the ground in some places.

“I really don't like this Tech,” Wrecker mutters out of earshot from Omega, “why aren't they answering their comms?”

Tech scans many of the plants they stumble upon, baffled by the readings his datapad spits out. Despite giving him a decent reading on the plants, it keeps bringing up errors, claiming it can't identify certain substances. That shouldn't be possible, so Tech concludes that this must have to do with the lack of signal as well.

Batcher chases after the black and red birds that land ever so often, wagging her tail. At least someone's having fun, Tech thinks to himself as his datapad fails to connect with anything yet again.

Red seems to be a common theme throughout this area, though Tech's sure he's just recognizing patterns in places there are none.

Tech shakes his head. He doesn't know, despite being the one who's supposed to know almost everything, who's supposed to solve issues like these.

They walk for hours, exhaustion and hunger beginning to set in. The grass eventually becomes darker and the trees denser, all bearing needles now. They block out a lot of the light, making the air seem cooler. It smells damp and of tree sap.

The more they try and contact the others, the more Tech scans things, the more the irritating thought that something is horribly wrong rattles around Tech's head. Things keep not adding up, the lack of signal, being unable to even set up a weak connection with their siblings, the bizarre error messages his datapad spits out.

Tech has a theory that may explain their situation, but it is even crazier than the prospect of teleportation. He doesn't share it immediately, thinking about it as they walk. He doesn't want to worry his siblings, but keeping things from them is hardly an option.

When the sky starts to turn red, dusk setting in, Tech decides he's thought about it long enough. They all need a short break anyway. Taking a moment to sit down, Batcher obviously immediately flopping her head into Omega's lap, Tech sits in front of his siblings.

“I do not believe we are in our universe any more,” Tech states, interrupting Wrecker saying something about a different type of mushroom he spotted, green this time apparently. “And I doubt the others are here with us.”

“What's that supposed to mean?” Wrecker asks, leaning forwards. Even if his voice doesn't betray it, deep worry lines his expression. Omega strokes a hand over Batcher's head as she nods along to Wrecker's question.

Tech explains the data he's collected on his odd findings, showing his siblings the error messages and mentioning the strange look of the sky. “As outlandish as it sounds, I believe we are in an entirely different dimension.”

Silence descends on the group, only the forest around them breaking it. Something moves among the trees and Tech turns to check, hand going to the blaster at his hip. When nothing moves again, Tech turns back to his vode.

“How are we going to find the others?” Omega asks, voice small.

“I don't know,” Tech says, wringing his hands. “Perhaps the gateway that brought us here can be reactivated.”

Wrecker nods, putting a hand on Omega's shoulder. “Yeah! If anyone can get that thing running, it's Tech! We'll be out of here in no time!”

Tech admires Wrecker's optimism and trust in his abilities, though Tech isn't quite as sure. At least it gets a smile out of Omega.

“For now, we will have to prioritize survival. Finding a source of food as well as water clean enough to be safe to drink after being cooked.” Tech says.

“And supplies for a fire. I can handle that,” Wrecker adds, Tech nodding in response.

Wrecker stands up, cracking his back before pulling Omega up next. He reaches for his knife but comes back empty. Confusion pinches Wrecker's expression. “Could have sworn I packed my knife this morning,” Wrecker mutters, annoyance clear in his tone. “Did anyone see it?”

Tech shakes his head. He'd have noticed if Wrecker dropped it and he doubts Wrecker would ever be so careless as to not realize if he lost his knife. He'd need it to collect wood, that much is clear. Despite all the trees, there are next to no branches on the floor. There are small bushes made of twigs, but they'll hardly fuel a fire long.

Looking around, Tech's eyes land on a piece of stone on the floor. For some reason, he's certain it's flint. They're laying about in many places and it's giving Tech an idea. He gets to his feet, picking up the piece of flint. It's edges are already quite sharp.

“I may have a solution for your problem.” Tech holds the flint out to show it to his vode.

“An axe, that's a good idea!” Omega says. How she'd managed to tell exactly what Tech was thinking is a little strange, but he pushes the thought aside.

The tool ends up looking very primitive, handle made from a thick stick Wrecker got from one of the dry bushes. It doesn't look particularly stable, but it will have to do.

As Wrecker finds a suitably small tree to fell for their purposes, Tech and Omega scan the area for anything edible looking. After informing Wrecker, they trace their steps back a little to the edge of the forest.

It doesn't take long for them to spot a pond surrounded by berry bushes. The water is stagnant, so Tech's hesitant to use it, but it's the only thing they've found so far. It look surprisingly clean. After carefully inspecting the berries on the bushes, scanning them multiple times, Tech has to admit that they seem edible. Omega begins collecting them whilst Tech saves an image of the fruits on his datapad, logging the information on them. Batcher looks like she wants to help, though all she does is sniff around the bush and take a drink from the pond.

After aiding Omega in her efforts for a while, Tech wanders a little further. He's spotted more berry bushes and something that looks like an orange root growing close to the ground. The orange root seems edible as well, so Tech collects it too.

They've amassed quite a bit of food by the time Wrecker steps out of the forest, carrying wood. The sun has almost set by the point Wrecker lifts and arm to wave at them as he smiles. He deposits the wood next to Tech.

“We should set up camp near trees, they will act as shelter against the elements,” Tech says. Omega helps him move the wood Wrecker's collected, whilst their demolitions expert wanders off to find some suitable kindling. Thankfully, there seems to be a lot of dry tufts of tall grass about.

“Woah, s'kriffing dark out here!” Wrecker exclaims, making Tech roll his eyes.

"Have you ever made a fire?" Tech asks Omega as he arranges wood in preparation for a fire. Wrecker's still taking his time with the kindling, but they may as well get ready.

Omega shakes her head, so Tech makes running commentary whilst he works. He shows her the fire starting tool he carries. It's little more than two pieces of stone, but that makes it good. It doesn't need fuel or charge to work.

As the light keeps getting dimmer, Tech turns his flash light on and so does Omega. Looking up, Tech spots Wrecker still halfway across the clearing, staring into the nearby forest.

"Wrecker!" Tech shouts, waving him to come to them when he looks up. Wrecker jogs a little to close the gap between them but slows when he's in shouting distance.

"Saw something moving," he says, "it looked furry."

It's good that Wrecker's keeping an eye on their surroundings, but Tech wishes he'd do so later. It's already getting cold and they're all hungry.

Then, when Wrecker's still a couple meters away, the sun sets and complete darkness descends upon them. The only thing Tech can see is the small area his and Omega's flash light are illuminating.

“You have a flash light, don't you?” He shouts, turning back to the stack of wood he and Omega have created.

Out of nowhere, Batcher starts to whine. Then Tech hears it, an unfamiliar noise in the darkness. At first, Tech thinks it's a loud rush of air, but a moment of consideration places the sound more in the realms of breathing or perhaps a snarl. Tech's immediately on high alert.

“Tech?” Wrecker calls, breathing hard and shaky. Then he screams.

Omega gasps. “Wrecker!” She yells into the darkness, trying to run in the direction of the noise before Tech grabs her. Barking into the darkness, Batcher refuses to step into it.

Fear grips Tech as he pulls Omega close, using his light to look for their brother. Tech's certain he can hear him, heaving for breath, but the beam of light from his flash light doesn't land on Wrecker. Heart thundering in his chest, an eternity seems to pass.

The snarl echoes through the pitch black again, just moments before Wrecker stumbles into the light, falling to his knees.

He doesn't stay on the edge of the light long, scrambling to his feet and running towards them, glancing behind himself as he moves. Wrecker drops to his knees next to Tech and Omega, panting hard. In an instant, Batcher is at his side, pressing herself against Wrecker.

Tech scans the area around them, but nothing moves. Nothing snarls or breaths again either. He still draws his blaster. There's few things worse than an enemy you don't have eyes on. He glances at Wrecker, but despite his scream, Wrecker doesn't look hurt. Hunched over and breathing irregularly, but not visibly bleeding. Tech decides to deal with him later, trying to spot their stalker instead.

Except, Omega starts frantically tapping Tech's arm. “Tech, Tech!” she says, voice cracking in fear.

Tech whips around, expecting her to be staring into the dark and at some vicious beast. Instead, her eyes are focused down, on Wrecker.

He's spitting on the floor as he struggles to breath deeply. Something gray and translucent drops from his lips, almost like that strange gray fire they saw on the archway. It starts to dissolve when Tech points his light at it.

Tech crouches down to his brother's level, manoeuvring him to be sitting down on the ground. Wrecker looks paler than usual.

“What is that stuff?” Tech hisses to himself as he watches more of the smoke-like substance drip from Wrecker's lips and disappear. Wrecker coughs weakly, shaking his head.

“Something bit me,” Wrecker forces through clenched teeth, clutching his chest, “then it burst into my chest and out of my mouth.”

“What?” Omega sounds both horrified and confused.

“I- I couldn't grab it,” Wrecker mutters, “it was like smoke. Or a shadow.”

Tech tries to push most of the assault of information aside in favour of dealing with what seems most pressing. “It bit you?” Tech asks.

Wrecker nods. “Chest- Chest hurts,” he gasps. Omega's eyes are wide as she puts a hand on Wrecker's shoulder.

“Show me,” Tech says before handing Omega one of his blasters. “Watch the darkness. If you sense any motion of a threatening nature, eliminate it without hesitation, understood?” Omega nods, taking the blaster in one hand, grip on it and her flash light tight enough to make her knuckles lighten. Batcher stands at her side, watching the darkness just as intently.

Wrecker's only wearing his light armor, but even it shows no damage. But the clothes underneath it bare signs of the injury Wrecker spoke of. It's soaked in blood. Tech swears under his breath as he notices it, making Omega look over briefly.

Getting the relatively tight shirt off Wrecker is stressful, Wrecker groaning at the movement and fresh blood spilling across Tech's hands as he works. Once Wrecker's chest is bare, Tech swears again.

Deep gouges, arranged in a semi circle span across Wrecker's chest. The same strange gray substance seems to leak from the injury. Tech keeps his light focused on it to make the stuff vanish faster. The bite looks to be from an enormous set of teeth, jagged and sharp.

“Think it got my back too,” Wrecker groans, hunching in on himself. Omega turns around again, inhaling sharply.

“He's right, it did,” she mutters, pointing at Wrecker's back.

Wrecker leans forwards for Tech and he spots it too. An almost matching set of wounds mar Wrecker's back. When Tech helps Wrecker sit upright again, he exhales shakily.

“Omega, keep watch while I treat Wrecker,” Tech orders, getting a nod from Omega. He feels bad putting that responsibility on her, she's just a kid. But he needs to deal with Wrecker and do so fast.

Tech is far from prepared to do first aid. He wasn't wearing his pack, and the only supplies he has on hand are things stashed in his satchels. Some disinfectant, bandages and a meagre amount of bacta.

Wanting to free Omega from her horrible job as soon as possible, Tech hurries as much as he can. He does his best to be careful, but Wrecker still suffers under the hasty treatment, hissing or whimpering at everything Tech does. Tech sincerely hopes he's got all of that bizarre substance out of Wrecker's injuries by the time he moves on from cleaning the wound. He'll be monitoring their large brother closely, fearful of what the substance might do.

Not that noticing it's toxic and harming Wrecker would do them any good, Tech thinks. It's not like they have the supplies to deal with something like that.

Tech's never put such a thing layer of bacta on such a nasty injury before, but they'll need enough for Wrecker's continuous recovery. He curses himself for not preparing better for their mission. Now Wrecker's not just gravely injured and in a lot of pain, but he doesn't even have a decent amount of bacta to get him comfortable and encourage healing.

Despite the pain and his hatred of medical situations, Wrecker holds remarkably still. Tech uses as little of the bandages as he can, the fabric staining red immediately. Wrecker looks very uncomfortable holding his arms above his head, so Tech is relieved when he can tell his brother to drop them.

With Wrecker taken care of best as possible, watching the darkness becomes a group project. Tech has them all move under a nearby tree, tall and covered in thick needles, making for good cover. When Wrecker's leaned against the trunk, Omega sitting at his side, Tech lights the fire with the kindling Wrecker collected. Hands shaking with adrenalin, it takes him a few attempts.

With the flames going, Tech tries his best to cook the food they collected. It isn't much and it's somewhat burned, but the berries are sweet at least.

Wrecker tries to refuse food, complaining of a foul taste the beast left in his mouth, but Omega gets him to eat easily enough. She's remarkably good at being convincing and getting her way.

Tech is hesitant to risk venturing into the darkness, so water will have to wait until the sun is up.

Despite claiming to be unable to ever sleep again, Omega does so almost instantly.

The beast that attacked Wrecker, that can apparently phase through clothing and disappear in an instant, doesn't show its self again. After a lot of pestering from her brothers, Omega eventually gives in and tries to sleep curled up next to Wrecker, back pressed against his leg. Tech doesn't question when Omega takes Lula from her jacket pocket, assuming she must have taken her for the trip with Phee, even if it was intended to be short. No matter the reason, Tech's glad she has the stuffed toy. If there's ever a time she'd need it, it would be the time they get dragged into another dimension with no certainty of ever getting back to their family.

They've been gone for about a day now. Tech can't imagine any of them are handling their disappearance well.

Batcher dropped her head in Wrecker's lap at some point and hasn't moved since. She seems convinced that whining sympathetically every few minutes will help Wrecker. Though there is little medical value to her “help”, Wrecker seems endeared by the hounds worry so at the least it aids his mood.

Tech adds more twigs to the fire, then returns to staring into the darkness. He keeps expecting something to jump at them. They've only been here a day and the place has already proven its self to be a nightmare. A nightmare Tech needs to save them from. Only, he hasn't got a single clue how he'll actually get that archway working and if that is even how they got here in the first place.

“Tech,” Wrecker mutters, leaning forwards to stroke Omega's hair, then lean close to Batcher. He tries to hide the way the movement pains him. Without his shirt, Wrecker's been shivering almost constantly, so he must be glad for the close proximity to the lurca hound. “Thanks for looking out for us.”

Tech sighs. “That is hardly worth mentioning, Wrecker.”

“It is, Tech. You figured out where we might be. You found us food. You're keeping me alive,” Wrecker laughs weakly.

Tech glares at his little brother. “You are not dying, do not joke about that kind of thing.” He's worried enough about Wrecker without him talking about death. Tech's worried about both of his siblings and their hound. They're all his responsibility as the oldest and if anything happens to them, it's Tech's fault.

“Sorry,” Wrecker laughs, rubbing at his chest with a pinched expression. The night is near silent here, very few noises in the world around them. Wrecker looks upwards. “You were right bout the sky looking strange. Look at the stars.”

Tech's eyes flick upwards. Try as he might, not a single cluster of stars looks even vaguely familiar. The unfamiliarity is terrifying.

“Hey, Tech,” Wrecker says after a pause, “we'll get home, I know we will. Give it a few days and we'll probably be back on Pabu, being told off by Echo for our little adventure.” Wrecker laughs so warm and sincere, Tech has no choice but to almost believe his words.

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Crosshair: He died of natural causes.

Hunter: You two pushed him off the roof.

Tech: Gravity is natural.

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Cross and Tech are twins and they both love each other the most, Tech talks to Crosshair the most because he won’t shut him up and actually listens to him because he likes hearing his brother’s voice and loves to hear him talk

Nothing can change my mind on this!

And I HATE that Crosshair couldn’t say goodbye to his big brother as the other way around!!

:”(

I wrote a few fics and HC about them missing each other because we didn’t get to see it, I was like “Fine, I’ll do it myself then!” I hope we get at least something in the Novel WE NEED MORE EMOTIONS!!!

Today Today - A Crosshair and Tech Animatic

I spent the last week on this after listening to Today Today by Jack Stauber on repeat. Set after the season 1 finale.

You can’t tell me Tech and Crosshair weren’t especially close. Their interactions and even just mentions of each other show that they are.

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This is a jump into the future but I’ll share this nonetheless xD

@huntersimp99 @electrikworm @collophora @the-starry-seas @vrycurious @eternal-transcience @aurathebardwife @fionas-frenzy

Before Order 66, maybe two weeks or so, Hira and Pipp found a little baby abandoned in an alley on Pantora, she was sick, half starved and blind. They brought her to the ship and nursed her back to health. Hira was quite outraged that someones would leave a 3 week old baby to die like this.

Pipp checked her blood for infection and other stuff and they find out that she’s force sensitive, they then decided to bring her to the Temple on Coruscant where he gives her into the care of the Jedi there.

Only problem is that he can’t get her out of his mind, the few days they spend on the ship to get to the city planet, both Hira and Pipp fell in love with the little blind girl so they visit her to check up on her as much as possible. When he was supposed to ship out again he insisted on saying goodbye to the little one but then of course Order 66 came and things became a mess.

They had to flee, so they did, they didn’t know what was going on they just knew that if they don’t do something they all end up dead.

With the Jedi gone and the Empire taking over, Hira and Pipp begin the mission of their lives - raising the little kid and keeping her save.

( I apologize if my drawings are a bit off xD I’m still getting used to digital and haven’t quite got the hang of it yet xDP )

So everyone, please meet Hira’s adoptive daughter Nebula :D

She’s a Chiss Pantoran Hybrid and born blind, but that doesn’t stop her from anything!

(yes she is inspired by Toph)

Pipp teaches her things about the force from what he has saved in his databanks and slowly she begins to learn how to use it. She mostly uses it to interact with the environment and to “see”

(like Toph does with earthbending)

But her force abilities grow stronger and she learns new things every day. Pipp often perches on her shoulder or back to keep an eye on her and she carries around a stick/staff to use it as a cane.

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reblog this to remind the person you reblogged it from that theyre loved

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rb to stare at a mutual like this:

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I kriffing love this xD

The comics is another installment of the idea that Crosshair sees perfectly in the dark, also inspired by @kalm5​‘s idea that they posted after we talked about how, if Clone Force 99 was such a top secret unit, that most clones, especially young clone cadets, wouldn’t know about them so The Bad Batch would probably became… some sort of Kamino’s urban legends amongst the clone cadets?

Clones obviously stumbled upon them one way or another but since they look different and probably the encounters were very brief that some sort of stories begun to form about them, then rumor mill would do the rest, blowing everything out of the proportion!

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