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so a few days ago I saw this post, and the accompanying tags from @brrmian :

the idea of Cody being simultaneously so cool on the surface and constantly overanalysing every interaction stuck with me so much that I ended up spitting all my thoughts into existence

so

enjoy a brief look into Commander Cody's mind:

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You wouldn't believe how long Leon has had this one tucked away. Until recently, it had been virtually collecting dust on her procreate app without anyone to admire its craftsmanship. I now have the grand privilege of posting it to our wonderful chaos site 😁 I think you'll all really enjoy the Domino Twins in this 10 panel story! K, that's all, see ya later👋

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Anakin makes a fish friend and finally agrees to learn swimming.

Canon 🔥

omg yes (or at least agrees to go in the water)

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Nearly Drowned | Hunter from The Bad Batch

Summary: Going down with the cruiser, Hunter saves you from nearly drowning.

Warning: spoilers from episode eleven, the title gives you a pretty straightforward warning, mentions of reader not having a pulse/heartbeat, our sergeant performs CPR to save a life, also...mutual pining and kissing

Pairing: Hunter x Fem!Reader

Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.3k words

It was a mistake to think you could make it into the cockpit before the cruiser crashed into the water. You had held on just a moment longer than anticipated, but once your grasp slipped, your body fell into the state of free fall.

The exact moment your body struck the water, all the air was knocked out of your lungs and replaced was frigid water. The waves quickly engulfed your entire body, roughly dragging you deeper with a force that couldn't be fought. You tried to resist the initial pull with arms failing desperately to bring yourself to the surface. But the fall also managed to steal a lot of your energy and you fought weakly against the water.

All that remained was a spike of fear; more water began filling your lungs until you couldn't breathe anymore. You felt yourself sinking deeper and deeper into the depths of the ocean, surrounded by the water's darkness.

At some point, your body stopped fighting against itself. You grew too weak to move your arms and legs. The soothing movement of the water lured your mind into the state of unconsciousness without your willingness. Your eyes grew heavy as you drifted deeper; your mind succumbing to the darkness just as your body was.

A mysterious arm had wrapped around her waistline and began tugging the body towards the surface of the water. The sergeant fought bravely against the water's clutches, straining to hold his breath for just a little longer. He needed to save her even if it was the last thing he did.

Just as Hunter broke through the surface of the water, the sergeant desperately began gasping for the oxygen to refill his lungs. He sputtered slightly as the waves lapped against him. He held her body tightly against his own, double checking to make sure her head was above the water. He treaded water with her in his arms.

It was an incredibly long swim back to the shoreline, especially when guiding an unconscious body alongside him. He had to have been at least half a mile out from the shore when the cruiser went down. He swam to the best of his ability.

Once Hunter's feet found the solid purchase of smooth sand, he quickly readjusted her body in his grasp. He held her up with both hands as the water line sank lower with each step. The waves helped encourage him to draw closer to the shore until he was basically crawling out of the water.

With great caution, Hunter lay the unconscious body onto the top of the sand. He hadn't even bothered to pull the both of them out of the water all of the way; the waves coming to gather around her shins, but never traveling past that point. He quickly turned her over until she lay on her backside.

After mindlessly ditching his helmet into the sand, Hunter quickly began undoing the vest that clung to her chest. He needed clear access to her chest if he was going to save her. Any regular person would have leaned down to press their ear against the unconscious person's chest to see if they were breathing or if their heart was beating. But Hunter didn't need to do that.

Hunter knew she wasn't breathing. It pained him even more when he couldn't hear her heartbeat.

Without thinking, Hunter went to open her mouth wide with two fingers. He pinched her nose shut and leaned down to press his mouth against hers. He breathed two puffs of air into her mouth, pulling away just a moment later.

With shaky hands, Hunter intertwined his hands together and centered them on her sternum. He began to administer chest compressions, counting them in his mind. He briefly glanced at her face with the hopes that she'd come back to him, but he only cursed under his breath at her motionless form.

After a number of compressions, Hunter had to give her more breaths of air. As his lips pressed against hers again, he tried to ignore how cold they felt. He breathed into her with a silent plea.

Drawing away, Hunter returned back o his spot beside her. His hands came to the center of her chest, continuing to do chest compressions with rough presses. He silently wondered if the skin beneath his hands would bruise.

"Come on. Come on," Hunter whispered more to himself than anything. He fought against the tears that threatened to fall from the corners of his eyes. "Come on, mesh'la. Don't leave me now," Hunter begged.

His hands moved skillfully with each compression; his lips molded against hers to introduce air back into her lungs. He squeezed his eyes shut to block out his own pain, pleading now more than ever for her to come back to him. His desperation grew with each passing second until...

A strong joint forced your body back into a conscious state of mind. You began coughing up water, which flowed out of your mouth freely. You weren't able to register the hands that grabbed you. and rolled you onto your side in order to help you expel the water from your throat. Those same hands began to brush the wet strands of hair from your face.

After coughing up the water in your lungs, you were slow to roll onto your back once again. Your throat burned badly and your chest was incredibly sore, which you imagined was from breathing in so much water. Once you were able to regain your composure, your eyes fluttered open and weakly took in some of your surroundings.

Carefully, you eased yourself into a sitting position with the help of those mysterious hands. You winced at the soreness you felt throughout your body. But all your worries disappeared as your eyes landed on the person who had saved you from the water's deadly clutches.

"H--Hunter?" Your words came out raspy and dry. You furrowed your eyebrows in slight confusion. "I--Is that you?"

He was certainly a sight to behold.

His hair was drenched from the waves with strands of hair clinging to his face. A few stay beads of water rolled down the length of his nose, dripping over the edge consistently. His chest heaved under his armor from the adrenaline that spiked through his veins.

All of the sudden, Hunter took your face into his hands and held you there tightly. He looked ever so deeply into your eyes, searching for any signs of pain or misery. But all he found was the exhaustion from nearly drowning.

"I--I'm fine," you tried to reassure him breathlessly. She gave a wave of the hand to dismiss his worry; your hands moving up to clasp his wrists with the intent of pulling them away from your face. But he didn't budge.

His lips didn't hesitate to capture yours in a needy manner. He stole your breath away, which was the second time that happened tonight. With bodies pressed together heatedly and lips moving a sync, the both of you breathed heavily against one another. His hands moving to circle around her waist and draw you into closer to him.

His mouth moved with such feverish desperation, claiming dominance over you. His tongue pressed between your parted lips, searching and exploring whatever he could reach. You moaned against him, which prompted him to pull away from you so that you were able to catch your breath.

Panting heavily to regain your stolen breath, you searched his eyes for some type of explanation to his sudden expression of love. His dark and heavy eyes eventually met yours; his shoulders heaving dramatically with his own breaths. He held your body close to his as if he was threatening the world to try to take you from him again. Because the world won't succeed.

"Don't...you...ever," Hunter pronounced each word carefully so that you'd hear him clearly. "Scare...me...like that...again."

The deepness from his voice and the threatening look in his eyes made you agree to his demand. It was mainly because you feared what would happen to you if you dare oppose him.

THAT WAS MY SHORT ONESHOT! HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT!

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made this to distract myself. happy bad batch eve

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whatever

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Echo doodle ✨

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slipping through my fingers all the time…

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Disease

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Faceless

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It takes a little getting used to for Rex in the in-between years (on the run from the empire)

kinda a follow up to this

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New Mirialan just dropped in Star Wars: Visions. This one’s purple.

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In honor of a bunch of Nazi Terfs swarming my post about lesbianism that specifically told them they're not welcome in my space, and because I'm watching a video on the Alt-Right Pipeline in Pagan Communities, I've decided to share some of my favorite Anti-Racism and Trans Inclusive YouTubers and Tumblr blogs for fellow witches and pagans because fuck the bigots

Warrior Witch Nike is a Youtuber who actually inspired me to make this list on the first place. As you can hopefully see, she has a fantastic video about the Alt-Right pipeline problem in paganism, as well as other great videos on racist books on Heathenry and other important topics. She's openly a heathen but stands up against the racist, Alt-right ideals that are far too common in our community. Highly recommend

Not only is The Norse Witch a Norse pagan who actively stands up and speaks out against racism in the heathen community, but she also has a fantastic video on using your menstrual cycle in magic that is very trans inclusive and Anti-Terf. She uses language like "people who menstruate" instead of just "women", which makes her a fantastic place to go if you're seeking more trans inclusive, non-racist ideas for your own personal practice

Probably the GOAT in terms of actively fighting against racism and bigotry in the heathen community, Wolf the Red is fantastic and he's very plain about his views on how these things should not be tolerated and states them right in his description on YouTube. One of the best and also a fantastic example of how to establish a good, wholesome and inclusive pagan community irl that doesn't tolerate folkist nonsense.

A close friend of Wolf the Red, Ocean Keltoi not only makes fantastic fact-based videos on heathen mythology and the pitfalls on monotheism, but he too stands up wonderfully against Alt-right ideals. He has two great videos dissecting a terrible other Norse Pagan YouTubers, Wisdom of Odin (who you should avoid at all costs, he's basically a cult leader at this point), and he advocates for justice, inclusivity and and rational interpretation of pagan myths. A truly fantastic resource.

Not only is Chaotic Witch Aunt not cisgender (they're either nonbinary or genderfluid, I can't quite remember) but they have also put out fantastic videos on working with ancestors while also fighting against bigotry. They are an Italian Folk Witch, and have a great video on "Bad" ancestors, or basically how to deal with bigoted and otherwise terrible people in your ancestral line while doing spirit work. Absolutely fantastic and also really funny

@lokavisi Is a fantastic resource for inclusive heathenry and I highly recommend their blog. You can find so many good resources, ideas and posts on there for how we can make the pagan and occult space more inclusive for all, and I just really love their work. Highly recommend

@samwisethewitch is also a fantastic place to go for inclusive heathenry and Anti-Terf resources. Again, their blog is a great jumping off point for finding reliable, non-bigoted resources and also their own posts are informative, well-researched and legitimate. I also highly recommend their book "Witchcraft for Everyone", it was one of the first books on witchcraft I ever got and it really helped me evolve my practice in a healthy, inclusive way.

There are absolutely more that I can't think of right now, but rest assured that there are good, inclusive, non-bigoted people in this community that you can find and learn from. We should never tolerate any bigotry in any community, so share your story and stand up for your fellow man whenever possible! And above all, stay safe and have a fantastic day :)