#eclec-tech

[13ag21k]

[eclec-tech]

I have a side blog!

Rather than toss the rest of my fun in here with my clone obsession fixation addiction content, I've started up a side blog!

It will be super random—from seasonal stuff to Lego to funky embroidery to posts that show my home state is more than alligators and rednecks. There still may be the occasional alligator post. 😉

[shyranno]

Hi, Shy!

My questions for you from the list are: sweater equinox bonfire squash

https://at.tumblr.com/eclec-tech/heads-up-moots-im-going-to-be-attacking-a-few/il32jx9lzrqe

Hi Amber!! <3 Hehe

I'm gonna preface this by saying I've never experienced fall, being an indigenous islander who's only ever experienced tropical weather LOL

sweater— what is your favorite autumn dessert?

I'm going to say hot cocoa!!

equinox— what do you want written on your gravestone? why? (wrong answers only)

"she tried lmao"

Because holy hell, I wanna at least try at this living fully thing!!

bonfire— what is your favorite autumn activity? e.g.) pumpkin carving, festivals, ect.

I DON'T KNOW BUT I WANNA EXPERIENCE ALL OF IT AAAAH it all just sounds so great!! Halloween?! Crunching leaves?! Crispy cold weather?! WAAAAHH

squash— are there any traditions you participate in during this time of year?

I rewatch Laika studio movies around this time of year!! c; I love all of their work--especially Paranorman!

Thank you for asking these hehe this was fun! <3

[littlefeatherr]

Hi, LittleFeather!

My questions for you from the list are: bonfire full moon jack-o-lantern rainy https://at.tumblr.com/eclec-tech/heads-up-moots-im-going-to-be-attacking-a-few/9bgcjdez5rhk

Hey lovely, thanks for the invite to play! I linked the Autumn and Halloween Asks here.

1. Bonfire— what is your favorite autumn activity? e.g.) pumpkin carving, festivals, ect. Actually my favorite fall activity is baking and candy making. I love pumpkin, zucchini and cherry everything, so as soon as the weather starts cooling off, I break out all of my bread, candy and pie making supplies. I give most of it away lol.

I do like pumpkin carving too but I don't do it anymore because I have a big orange cat named Cinnamon who hates holiday decorations. Like, insanely hates them, he's actually infamous in our neighborhood for it. Here's the rascal currently in the window eyeing the neighbor's inflatable pumpkin:

2. Full moon— what is your favorite candy? why? Chocolate fudge. I love making it and I love eating it.

3. Jack-o-lantern— do you get scared easily? why or why not? I do, but usually only if it's something that's real-life. Documentaries about serial killers or surviving something horrible like the Donner party will scare me for days. When I was a kid, Richard Ramirez, the Night Stalker, was in our neighborhood. It was all anyone talked about and I was terrified to go to bed every night.

4. Rainy— what's your favorite scary book or movie? why? My favorite scary book is The Mask of the Red Death by Edgar Allen Poe. It's very tense and suspenseful. My favorite scary movie is Alien, again because of the suspense, the jump scares with Jonesy the cat, and just the overall creepy vibes. I like stories where the Scary Things are only revealed at the end. My imagination goes wild and I end up scaring myself, like in The Thing. I'm such a chicken that ll only watch it if Mr. Littlefeather is home.

[middimidoris]

🌺 Send this to ten blogs you think are wonderful. 🌺

Awww!! Thank you 🥺💜

[therisingdarkness]

I read this really introspective piece by @eclec-tech that was based on some amazing art by @cloned-eyes and I was inspired to write a lil angsty blurb. It's not long and it's not much, but I needed to get it out there. I hope it's a short, sweet read for everyone who gives it a shot. I wish I could have written more but the brain worms won't let me work in peace.

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Echo stared at his hand.

Ugly, black stitching attached fingers to palm and wrist to arm, the skin discolored and mismatched from the chemicals pumping through his veins to keep him ‘alive’. Or unalive. He didn’t know what to call this state of existence any longer. It wasn’t living, not in any way it was meant to be.

Surviving, maybe. Every breath drawn labored in his lungs before finally escaping. Every beat of his heart felt like the stutter of a torn drum. His stomach growled and ached from pangs of hunger, his lips dry and chapped, cracking at the corners. His eyes ached because he did not often allow himself to sleep. It was too dangerous and he did not want to be caught unawares. 

His existence, if he could call it such, was made up of a never ending stream of aches and pains and discomfort. He didn’t know anything else, had forgotten the time before when he had felt anything other….

Except….

His friend.

Could he refer to them as such? Was it allowed? Would they look at him with the same warmth and understanding that came before? Would they touch his cheek as tenderly if they knew that he thought of them, often, and dreamed of their face when he finally succumbed to exhaustion?

Today he had initiated the first touch. The tears in their eyes and the waver in their voice…reaching for their hand in a show of support had seemed like the natural thing to do, though he couldn’t exactly recall why. He…he wasn’t sure of much when it came to the fragmented memories of his past, but he was sure there hadn’t been much opportunity for candid touches. Not like that, anyway.

But his friend…they hadn’t flinched at the chill of his skin against theirs. His dry, stiff skin, mismatched fingers—(How many of them were his? How many more belonged to the brothers he had lost? How many of his kin had Wat Tambor butchered to piece him back together?)—closed around their smaller hand and squeezed with a gentility he had to force, but they hadn’t shied away from his touch.

Their expression and reciprocation had inspired a warmth flickering to life within, but now he couldn’t help but lose himself to his thoughts.

Did they know?

Could they understand?

His hand…his arm…too much of him had needed replacing. Tambor had explained very little to him at the time, but his evil genius craved the satisfaction of recognition. 

“It took four of your brothers to make you whole again,” Tambor hummed as he inserted cable after cable into the ports implanted in his skull. It hurt—it hurt, but he had no voice, not yet, nothing with which to cry out. He opened his mouth anyway, a silent scream trapped in his lungs and arching his back as he strained against the heavy manacles trapping him on the examination table.

“Stop squirming. You’ll tear your stitches. Again. Perhaps I should have left you in stasis while I worked…ah, but to see the nerves come alive again, the muscles twitching…no, it’s better this way.”

Four of his brothers…he couldn’t remember their names. He saw their faces in his, but sometimes it didn’t feel right. He hated his likeness and avoided it at all costs. The last time he had accidentally caught a glimpse of himself was in the distorted reflection from a stream he had stopped to drink from, nearly a year ago. 

Thick sutures ran diagonally across his face and from the corners of his mouth down beneath his chin. He could feel them wrapping around his temples and the back of his head, intersecting and branching off, like spiderweb cracks spreading across a sheet of glass. He didn’t want to think about whose jaw was attached to his face, didn’t want to think about the way the circle of flesh surrounding his left eye was a slightly different shade. 

He didn’t know how much of him was…him.

And he didn’t want his friend to question it, though he suspected they soon would. They had asked him so many questions…and he had answered all of them, as truthfully as he knew how because the kindness they had shown him deserved no less than his honesty in return.

But…if they asked him about this….

He curled his fingers toward his palm, squeezing his hand into a fist so tight his nails dug into the worn flesh of his palm. He didn’t bleed, but he felt the biting pain that came from cutting so deep into his skin and breathed a sigh of relief, quickly followed by crushing guilt.

The hand was not his own, nor were the fingers. He felt it deep in his bones, though he couldn’t articulate why. Hurting himself always felt like…a disservice to his brothers, the parts they had sacrificed, perhaps unknowingly—of course, they were dead, stupid, they had to be—shouldn’t be abused further than they already were.

He had already lost his other arm to the mobs that came before his escape into the deeper woods. Deep scars wound up the stump of his bicep from where he had hacked away at his arm with the sharp edge of a rock, pulling and twisting like an animal caught in a trap until the stitching tore free and the muscle pulled back to reveal the glistening white of bone. It had broken easily after that and he had fled, abandoning the remains of his limb in the shackle that had held him.

He could not afford to injure his body further—there was no one else who could fix him. 

…and he couldn’t stomach the guilt that came with every fresh wound, suspecting what he did. 

Echo glanced over at the basket his friend had left with him. In addition to the usual selection of dried meats, fruits, and cheese, there was also a still warm loaf of freshly baked bread and a thin, folded blanket—not much in the way of protection against the harsh winter months, but for the impending cool of autumn, it was more than enough. His stomach growled, louder this time as he looked over the generous selection of food, and he knew it was pointless to put off eating for longer than he already had.

Guilt did not fill an empty stomach.

[drafthorsemath]

Batcher is here!

Very happy how she turned out, especially since I haven't made a plush in years. I always hand sew a plush when I first try, just to get out any kinks with the pattern. This is one I'll have to try again, but with a sewing machine to do some of the heavy lifting. Thanks for everyone who showed interest and here's hoping we see more of the best doggo in the galaxy soon!

Tagging: @burningfieldof-clover @ct99r2d2 @mylittlepooka @eclec-tech @eriexplosion @melymigo @heyclickadee @lightwise @barbieburnanator @dahscribbler @madpencil @thecoffeelorian

[dystopicjumpsuit]

I kriffing love in-universe curses.

I've been thinking about it since I saw this poll (you should go vote & reblog!), but I didn't want to wax philosophical on somebody else's post and derail the conversation.

From "I'll see you in hell" to "Dank farrik," Star Wars has a long and rich history of swearing, sometimes using real-world curses and sometimes the made-up ones. If you're familiar with my fics, you'll know that I make liberal use of both, and there are a few reasons why.

First of all, I do think that real-world curses pack more of a punch, so I tend to reserve them for lines that I want to have more of an impact. But also, I think a good balance helps keep my fics from veering into farcical territory, unless the farce is the point.

That said? Star Wars swears are just kriffing fun. They can bring levity to a scene that might be in danger of collapsing under its own karking weight. And, fierfek, they give me more options! After all, how many times can I use the word fuck in a single paragraph? A lot, the answer is a lot.

That being said, not everyone is as voracious a cursing enthusiast as I am, and in-universe swears allow writers who are uncomfortable using real-world curses to have the same emotional impact without needing to use language that makes them personally uncomfortable.

But most importantly, in-universe swearing is a fantastic world-building tool that's easy to integrate and lets readers know right away:

Hey. We're in a galaxy far, far away.

Like using "conservator" instead of "refrigerator," or "cyar'ika" instead of "darling," or "protatoes" instead of "potatoes" (in defiance of both my spell-checker and the wisdom of Samwise Gamgee), in-universe curses like kriff, kark, karabast, fierfek, dank farrik, stars! Holy Force! and the Boba-sanctioned scughole can serve as an easy and entertaining shorthand that helps a fic be more immersive and true to the universe.

So I don't know about you, but I'm going to pour a glass of spotchka and raise a toast to the beloved and time-honored convention of kriffing up my fics.

Dank farrik! Let's have a taglist, because why not?

@secondaryrealm @sev-on-kamino @523rdrebel @wings-and-beskar @merkitty49

@anxiouspineapple99 @sinfulsalutations @arcsimper5 @starrylothcat @clio3kantarella

@cloneloverrrrr @goblininawig @ladytano420 @arctrooper69 @sunshinesdaydream

@littlemissmanga @stunkbiggu @starqueensthings @marierg @idontgetanysleep

@moonlightwarriorqueen @dudewhynotthis @sleepycreativewriter @tcwmatchmakingau @littlemissbshine

@multi-fan-dom-madness @heavenseed76 @wizardofrozz @bobaprint @sweetcream-coldfoam

@skellymom @pickleprickle @trixie2023 @mythical-illustrator @dickarchivist

@cw80831 @kimiheartblade @flyiingsly @lightwise @swcowgal

@reader6898 @cdblake1565 @epicy0n @starstofillmydream @msmeredithrose

@totallyunidentified @eclec-tech @euphoriacafe @hipwell @yve-barr

@dangraccoon @transactivecybermemory @etod @ivyyyyy @somewhere-on-kamino

@burningnerdchild @saneabandoned @heidnspeak @maniacalbooper

[ghosts-of-rishi]

Last Line Challenge

Thanks for the tags! @cacodaemonia @rooksunday @eclec-tech

A sketch straight out of limbo

No pressure tags @zealfruity @sand-boxed @ominouspuff @arodatnak @omaano

[dragonrider9905]

Before TBB Ends...Regardless of HOW it Ends...I've Got to Say Something...

In 2021, TBB was released, and over the last few years, it's grown to mean a lot to me. Not just the stories, the storytelling, the characters whom we've fallen in love with and hope to see more of someday, whose stories we've learned important lessons from, but how it profoundly affected my life.

And it is something I am incredibly grateful for.

Regardless of how the show ends, if it's something I'm going to love or be totally heartbroken over and hate, I'm so glad it happened and went on this journey.

For one, it gave me the plug to start writing. Writing was always a dream of mine but it wasn't until I discovered fanfiction, because of TBB, that I actually realized it. I had this idea of writing and thought I'd never really be able to accomplish that. The show enabled me to move past that and I've been able to be enflamed by my love for writing. It brings me so much happiness. No other show pushed me to write like this one.

Secondly, my writing has allowed me to touch and interact with people. I can't tell you how much it means to me and how thrilled I am to hear and learn my work has touched you in some way. I'm humbled by your words and taking the time to actually read and appreciate what I've written.

Thirdly, I've gone on so many adventures, crazy amazing adventures because of what other brilliant minds I met through the show have written. There are SO many great stories that just hit me so.....I was touched by your stories that you wouldn't have written if you hadn't watched the show!

Lastly, but CERTAINLY not the least, I have made SO many friends and writing buddies because of this show. It has connected me to so many cool people that I otherwise may never have found. I've grown really close with some of you, while others, though we may not be friends per say, I hope we can someday. In the meantime, I will admire your work from here. You guys mean so much to me and I can't even begin to express how wonderful it's been getting to know you over the past few years. The fun experiences we've shared, the theories, the stories, all of it. I am not putting this as well as it was in my head so please forgive that.

This includes but isn't limited to: @eclec-tech @photogirl894 @apocalyp-tech-a @lizartgurl @jedipoodoo @arctrooper69 @carolinetano7567 @trapezequeen @ghostofskywalker @masterjedilenaaa @ladysongmaster @moonstrider9904 @klmwrites @techs-stitches @ovaa-bi-bia @frostycatblr-fandom-files @imabeautifulbutterfly @sverdgeir @oceansssblue @marvel-starwarsfangirl @jedi-hawkins

How about you? What are you guys grateful for? Reblog and share what TBB meant to you!

Copy and paste the red as your header and let's see how many people we can get so share their stories!

I will end with no other quote than this!

"With love comes loss; it's part of the deal. Sometimes it hurts, but in the end, it's all worth it. There's no greater gift than love."

[resistantecho]

More clone brain rot...

There's a meteor shower visible tonight...and now Hevy and the Domino Squad are taking up that special place in my brain 😆

Summer of Bad Batch WEEK 9: Stargazing

@summer-of-bad-batch

#everything reminds me of clones @lonewolflupe @eclec-tech @crosshairscrustysock

[eclec-tech]

What the heck, Tumblr?

The ads just keep getting weirder!

A plastic grouper, something that looks extremely nsfw (I looked it up. It's a bike chain cleaner, and not a futuristic model of a robot's—never mind.), and a creepy plush tardigrade?

What exactly do you think I DO in real life?

[anstarwar]

After Rishi Rex and Cody had a talk. They needed to decide who got which Domino since all of them showed such courage and initiative…oh and they all survived

Rex got Fives, Echo, and Cutup

Cody got Hevy and Droidbait

Droidbait went on to become one of his best ARF scouts, living up to his name time and time again

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Rare clone request: Droidbate from @eclec-tech

Thanks for sending this in!

[changedzine]

Announcing our amazing contributors! 💖

We're all hard at work making awesome things for you to enjoy!

Be sure to follow so you never miss an update!

✨Carrd✨

Mentions below the cut 🔽 give our contributors some love!

Artists

@aaaaawolfquarters // @carhorno // @cloned-eyes // @collophora // @colorless-vector

@deezlees // @dib-dab-art-attack // @dreamingfoxproductions // @cin-vhetin-mandoad // @featherphant0m

@ginnymilling // @heumilch // @littlekhada // @korbinmoon // @lexavalon052

@justanotherinterneruser // @twelebles // @madsayo // @creatureesque // @disastercyborgecho

@oddfaun // @wolviecat // @zaana

Writers

@eclec-tech // @celestial-specter // @fanfoolishness // @fea-warriorheart // @talizorahs

@levi-venn // @lifblogs // @scarletv0id // @snips2112 // @insertmeaningfulusername

[melymigo]

Pic Crew Tag Game!✨

(SW/ Clone trooper edition for my moots 💖)

Kiss Maker by @elena-illustration !💖

Do your favourite character/you or OC.

It's supposed to be Crosshair/Me...LMAO, I look like Hunter 😭😂

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No pressure tags:

@skellymom @echos-gal @badbatcher @clonelovr @baddest-batchers @serinzatravel-blog @littlefeatherr @omglisalithium @badbatchlover @skywalkerrtno @marvel-starwarsfangirl @freesia-writes @apocalyp-tech-a @lightwise @crossbabe9904 @stdeeoftheknife @lulalovez @deewithani @jane8675 @eclec-tech + anyone else who wants to join! 💖

[amalthiaph]

And this, my friends, is what fanartists are for.

I tried my best to make him look wet as my cat who fell on the toilet 30 seconds after I gave him a bath.

[SPICIER VERSION UNDER THE CUT]

FORGIVE ME.

Here's a process video to make up for the rickroll.

But the video's quality was ruined 😐 But this is when you find out that my art process is basically coloring and erasing until my ancestors tell me "that's enough, kid".

I'm not sure if you are okay with getting mentioned on posts but y'all asked for this so:

@liizardwiizzard @squeakintothevoid @cameronirat @justjettithings @clonethirstingisreal @jedipoodoo @wolveria and to @eclec-tech who just did their weirdest Google search just for this.