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Look at them being good brothers 🥰💙❤️

Rex and Fox commission <3

#commander fox #captain rex #the clone wars #not my art #so sweet though

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AAAH THAAAAANKS!!!!!! The feels!!!!! Fives might be having a hard time now but he’s in for a hell of a fix-it ride!!!! 🥰💙

@amberskyyking - Thank you so much for sending in a request for my Reblog-a-Fic Event!

I decided to start Dying Isn't Very Regulation for my event. I'll post the first chapter right now and then put the rest of the chapters (and the other fic you mentioned) on my TBR list.

I'm fascinated by this first chapter. I can't imagine what's going to happen, so you really have my attention!

Of course it was a pretty sad beginning. It was difficult to read Rex begging Fives to stay and not die. That definitely hurt my heart. At first I was afraid that he was alone, so I was relieved when Ninety-nine showed up.

This whole orb situation with a face that looks like Echo's is intriguing.

Echo wasn’t here. He hadn’t marched on. He was still alive. Fives didn’t watch his twin die at the Citadel, it was worse, he had left him behind! And what he saw reflected in that orb, that face, those eyes-

That was pretty devastating as well. Poor Fives. He's not having a good time of it right now!

I really am looking forward to reading more, it will just be a little while before I can go further.

#carol's 200 followers reblog a fic event #clone wars fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #clone trooper 99 #the bad batch #time travel fix it

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Disillusioned Bonus Chapter: If You're In This For The Long Haul It's Gonna Get Messy

The Kowak job almost ended with them all karked. There's gotta be a lecture incoming about that, right?

Luz watched as Powpow zoomed around the room, clearly quite proud of herself for everything she managed to download in the time Luz and Nox had been trapped in a cell on Kowak. Vaughn sat hunched over her holotable, hard at work decrypting and analyzing the last of the data she had procured for him, with Nox hovering in anticipation over his shoulder. Luz herself just sat fidgeting on her own sofa, turning over several things in her head. 

She knew the Lieutenant wouldn’t be happy with them for how the mission went, but he hadn’t yet asked her anything specific about Kowak, and it made her nervous. Nox’s basic debriefing glazed over most of the details, and she was sure that Vaughn would start questioning the specifics any time now. He had pushed back the hardest against letting them go, had warned them of his several very specific concerns, which, of course, all came true. He had been right at every turn. Powpow had been absolutely critical to their survival there, nonetheless any amount of success they had pulled off, thanks to him and Crow’s combined efforts. The lecture had to be incoming, she would hear all about it just as soon as he finished pouring over the data Powpow delivered.

“I should probably be thanking you for whatever you programmed her to do,” Luz said at long last. Maybe if she initiated the conversation, if she took the humble route, he would go easier on her. “You were right. We really were in over our heads, and if she hadn’t come to save us I’m not sure we would have made it out.”

“Hmm,” Vaughn grunted, his eyes moving rapidly back and forth across the data projected before him. “That’s something that confuses me about your story. I wouldn’t put it past her to have spotted your incarceration before disconnecting, but her actions don’t quite make sense,” he pondered. “To get a key she would have had to pull one off a guards person, those are not left laying around to simply swipe. And that may be possible, but the fight mentioned was conveniently timed too, wasn’t it?”

Nox shot her a warning look, but so did Vaughn, and Luz squirmed.

“I… Guess she could have been super stealthy? Or lucky?” Luz suggested weakly, but Vaughn shook his head.

“Nox, didn’t you say someone let you go free at the gates by mistake?” Vaughn said plainly.

“...I mean… That’s what it looked like, but-”

“Your ship wasn’t even locked down or tracked, and that should have been one of the first steps they took upon your capture to prevent further security breaches.”

“Well wouldn’t that all be in Powpow’s memory banks?” Luz huffed, letting the little droid land on her shoulder. Truth be told, their escape was odd, and some of the things about it didn’t add up. She hoped Vaughn would shed some light on it, but apparently not, at least not without her giving up more of their own guilt in the matter. “Maybe she scrambled their logs so it looked like we came in on a different ship?”

“Possible, but doubtful. That’s the other curious thing about it all, her memory is blank between leaving the control room and re-emerging on the Tempest.”

Full Chapter (And Story!): If You're In This For The Long Haul It's Gonna Get Messy

#clone wars fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #clone troopers deserve better #starwarsficnetwork #clone troopers need a hug #star wars oc

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Since General Skywalker made us scrape the Senator Amidala art off our ship, I wonder what we should replace it with...

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Disillusioned Chapter 48: Calling The Banthashit Like It Is

ART FROM A FRIEND ART FROM A FRIEND ART FROM A FRIEND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My friend Yueyume made me ART of my BABIES for this chapter and I'm in LOVE!!!

-ahem- Anyways.

Nox makes it back to Coruscant to find an unexpected riff between his brothers, and, well, that's not gonna fly, is it.

It was normal for the majority of 79’s patrons to be clones, but now, hardly any nat-borns at all mingled among the quiet troopers. If the tension had been thick on the streets, it was suffocating in here. Clones in almost exclusively matching colors huddled around individual tables, heads down, casting suspicious glances and menacing glares towards the back of the room as they drank. 

Vaughn had called everyone available from their little crew to come meet here upon his return, which was apparently… Well, everybody. He spotted the lieutenant among a group of other 501st men in blue, Mattox and Sterling among them, their colors only slightly mixed with an adjoining table comprised of 212th gold. Trapper and Boomerang took up some space in the middle, along with a single spot of purple that was Ridgeback. Boomerang’s boyfriend Rafi sat sideways on Boomerang’s lap, too, looking a little out of place as one of the only nat-borns around. His brothers met his gaze with looks of expectancy and relief, but someone was still missing. Nox continued scanning the bar for Crow. 

A small group of clones in Coruscant red had gathered all the way in the back surrounded by empty tables, and as he searched between their faces, Crow met his eyes. Nox stood rooted to the spot. This didn’t feel right. But Crow, from his place alongside Mutt and his Captain and the rest of his old squad, gave him an almost imperceptible nod towards the others. The implication was clear. He should go.

Don’t drop your arms, I’ll guide your heart With quiet words, I’ll lead you in…

Nox gritted his teeth, reluctantly pulling off the headset and returning the nod with a scowl, but a cold darkness lingered in the the air and settled in his gut. He remembered the look on Crow’s face in the alleyway the last time they were out, how quickly he had put his trust in Fox when they realized that shiny had been taken, the way he claimed that kind of treatment was normal… And he hadn’t seen Crow again since, until now.

No. None of this was right. 

He approached the group of them with a snarl that could have put Jesse to shame. Ridgeback raised an eyebrow, but Vaughn fixed him with a stoic look. Boomerang whispered something to his boyfriend so the Twi-lek got a pouty look on his face before trotting off towards the bar.

“Glad you made it back,” Vaughn greeted him in a low voice, but Nox cut right to the chase.

“What the kark is going on?” He growled.

“We should debrief first-”

“No,” Nox cut him off. “Not without Crow, he was as much a part of this as the rest of us.”

Vaughn gave him a hollow look and dropped his head into his hands. “We have to fill him in later. I know it’s not ideal, but the Corries have rallied around their Commander and the rest of the GAR feels betrayed.”

“They’re our brothers. Whatever happened-”

“Fox killed Fives, Nox,” Vaughn stressed. “Our Fives, our ARC, our brother. And believe me I know that it’s complicated. Fives attacked the Chancellor, spouted off a bunch of conspiracies, and pulled a blaster on Fox’s men. But most of our brothers think the Corrie’s have it easy. Like we used to, remember?”

“I-”

“And even if that wasn’t the case, Fox shot to kill a fellow clone. Not stun, kill. Don’t tell me you don’t understand what’s going on, here.” 

“Oh I understand just fine,” Nox challenged. “But you know Crow had nothing to do with that. You’re a Lieutenant! Isn’t that Captain your batcher? Shouldn’t you be trying to fix this banthashit and set an example, like you have before?”

Boomerang and Trapper both sucked in a breath, but Nox stood his ground. Vaughn could take it, and besides, someone had to say it, the man had taught him these very things back when he too resented the Coruscant guards, well before the incident in the alleyway. And Vaughn had been right. They were brothers, too, their whole rogue little crew knew better now, and it was about damn time they acted like it.

Full Chapter (And Story!): Calling The Banthashit Like It Is

#clone troopers deserve better #clone troopers need a hug #coruscant guard needs hugs #clone wars fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #star wars oc #starwarsficnetwork #clone wars fanart #not my art

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just wanted to draw my faves next to each other

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Them <3

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popping out of my mini break to post two of my favourite commanders!

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Chronicles of Batch Mom Echo

AKA four examples of Echo being the batch’s last straw tying them to reality <3

Sources and a side note ⬇️

This post was suggested by someone on my Instagram (you can follow me there if you want; there's a bit of content overlap, but I do try to upload different stuff there when I can)

Omega & Crosshair quote source

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Hunter quote source

Tech quote source

#the bad batch #tbb echo #oh my god #why is it true though

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double posting to keep my tumblr fed

my bad chat, im more active on instagram

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Tech Hotline Bling meme

Please feel free to use! I don't know how people like their meme templates sorry, but the Tech pictures are quite high res if you open in new tab on pc. Credit is not mandatory, but highly appreciated (tbh I'm more interested to see if how other people use this, so please tag me so I can see! 😊)

#clone trooper tech #the bad batch #star wars #the bad batch fanart #the bad batch tech #tbb tech #tbb memes #tech memes

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Never forget that Echo is an ARC trooper. Never forget that Echo is a badass. Never forget that Echo is a capable and experienced soldier and strategist. Never forget that Echo is impressive as fuck and an incredibly skilled man who can hold his own and never backs down from a fight.

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whole squad got nerfed

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#soup clone #clone wars

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Disillusioned Bonus Chapter: Butter Makes Everything Better

Milo knows better than to let his guard down around a nat-born… But the food really is delicious.

Milo snatched up his blaster and bucket, burst out of his room and bolted into the galley, taking up a position with partial cover around a wall in only half his armor. He shouldn’t have even waited that long, now he was caught halfway unprepared! The threat could be anywhere, from a hostile stowaway to a mechanical failure to being discovered-

“Ah kriff, sorry Trooper,” Luz said casually over the music from just beyond the wall. “Didn’t meant to wake you, I just tripped over the damn step stool and knocked a bowl off the counter, this galley is NOT made for short people!” 

Milo tightened his grip on his blaster, Fox’s warnings all ringing in his head as he peered cautiously around the corner, but Luz met his eyes with an embarrassed little sigh as she sat in a heap on the floor. A sticky blue substance was splattered across her face and arms, dripping from the colorful cabinets she had painted herself.

“I’ll have to re-make that batter for the Felucia toast,” she muttered, wincing just a little as she pulled herself to her feet. “At least it wasn’t gravy this time.” 

Milo exhaled. This wasn’t a direct threat after all, at least, not to him. She was a bit of a danger to herself though, wasn’t she? He would have to keep an eye on that. If Fox did want to use her again, he would probably need her back in one piece. He stowed his blaster and stepped into the room with a shake of his head.

“You mind giving me a hand with the cinnamon?” Luz asked, pulling open a cabinet door with some Mon Calamari musician painted on the front and gesturing to a little glass jar full of brown powder towards the top. “I haven’t made this in a while and Nox put it away too high for me last time.”

Milo blinked at her a couple of times in confusion. “Nox… cooks?” 

“Yeah! He helps me sometimes, found the Felucia Toast recipe himself before our last trip…” 

She trailed off, but he furrowed his brow with a frown. Luz had talked a lot about that particular trooper, a reckless, too-trusting type from the GAR, but the bit about him cooking was new. That hadn’t occurred to Milo. He and his men had been planning to subsist on rations for the trip, but when Luz started offering her own food to them, well… They tried to hold out at first, but her cooking smelled like everything they’d ever had to watch Senators gorge themselves on while their own stomachs ached with hunger, and besides, the Guard knew better than to waste food.

It was still nat-born food, though. Getting to try it at all was practically unheard of, but he knew it wasn’t really meant for them. He knew better than to pry, nat-borns got upset when you asked too many questions, so he didn’t ask about all the jars of colorful powders she shook into the stew, he didn’t ask what the thick brown liquid with such a strong flavor was that she slathered over a hunk of nerf chops, he didn’t even ask what the squishy white cubes were, the ones that melted so perfectly into a sweet foam over their hot choklad. It wasn’t like having those answers would make a difference back on Coruscant anyways, and it wasn’t worth the risk of upsetting a nat-born and compromising the mission.

But Nox cooked.

Milo absentmindedly passed the jar down to her and caught a whiff of it as he did. His knees almost went weak. It smelled divine.

“Would it-” He started, then paused to collect his words, hoping to phrase the question right. It wouldn’t do him any good to sound overly eager. “Would it help if I… Learned some of this, too?”

Full Chapter (And Story!): Butter Makes Everything Better

#coruscant guards deserve NOMS #Corries need hugs #clone troopers deserve better #Let the man have his Felucia Toast #Butter Makes Everything Better #And Syrup Fixes Mistakes #Egg Angst and Cinnamon Fluff #clone wars fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #star wars oc #starwarsficnetwork

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This looks great!!!!

Party time! Post TCW S07E04 but #fiveslives 😎

#star wars #the bad batch #the clone wars #black series

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I have a b-day today!!✨✨