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ollovae3 · 2 years
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AJFJSJFJ so guess who is definitely having to adjust to a MASSIVE fucking workload-
Watch me draw a shit ton in class but absolutely siltch on my computer - 💀🤦🏼‍♀️
Anywho, some terrible pics of some final-ish ideas for Bee's dad!! Love the idea of ade calling dif parents w a prefix for their idea of said parent, so this big guy is Kot'buir, for strength! An ex-merc, current mechanic for ships and droids, he married into the clan ages ago. Wields a laser shotgun and a nasty vibroaxe!! Also Celt inspired, since my inspo loves being part Scottish.
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Below is the old art/story for him!!
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Name and armor got changed for the most part, and lost the hair. Enjoyed getting obsessed and looking up tools for him 🤣
Quick note btw, Bee's clan is known as Clan Bes'cerar now! Wanted to just go fully custom so 🤲💖
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chopper-base · 2 years
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Comet: uh... Commander Wolffe... sir?
Wolffe: yes?
Comet: well... uh... Boost accidentally called General Plo "buir" and now I think he's crying and we don't know what to do
Wolffe: *sighing* not the first time he's been called that and it probably won't be the last-
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Bo: How's grogu? Din: I told him he couldn't have frogs because he's sick and he said i'm not his dad anymore so we came to a compromise. Bo: *raises eyebrow* which was? Din: I gave him three frogs and now i'm his favorite dad in the world. Bo: You're his only- Grogu: *throws up in the other room*
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i-need-more-caf · 9 months
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[ - I couldn't help drag the Jango info dump here for the sake of interaction and shameless indulgence. -♝]
Blue cup with a silver lid, (insulated to keep the heat) — a debatable palette of cobalt blue or dark periwinkle ribbon tied neatly around said cup. If opened, a decadent bounty — an offering of the ever homebrewed luxurious blend from none other than the Prime's special stash. Bitter, potent, smooth, electric — but for Fox, all the same with a half a bar of dark chocolate he could drop and let melt.
Always half. Never the full. At least for Fox. Favorite Fox. He keeps the other half for himself.
A card — a white card with an even more finely, handwritten note that says no more than two words. 'Love, Dad.' If flipped, ''Love, Proud Dad.'— maybe a word more.
@daddytoonestrangertomany
Fox reads the card and turns it in his hand. A quiet snort escapes him as he rolls his dark eyes.
His lips twitch up, hidden behind a hand. He can't have anyone of his brothers notice, they would annoy him, tease him to be the favorite. He is.
The commander puts the card into the top drawer of his desk, into a see of several other cards and trinkets he 'found' or got.
Fox returns his attention back to the cup. Tired eyes fill with excitement, suspecting the cup’s content. With shaking hands he opens the lid and-
The commander melts and the scent of his favorite caf. And the taste? Bitter with a slight note of chocolate. It tastes like home.
He tries to savor it, instead of chugging it down like he does with most of his cafs, always impatient as if he was drinking the chancellor’s blood.
Next time his buir breaks into his office, Jango will find a new mug, one that says 'Get better soon' in red.
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Not me sketching Dadalorian and babie Grogu while calculating my GPA
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ladyofthelands · 2 years
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My two fur babies on the farm
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Gilly-GayLad (my adorable half-tail calico on the left) and MyFriendDear (buir’s tortoiseshell on the right)
Named for the Tolkien characters
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eggdrawsthings · 29 days
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sketch dump
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Y’know one of my favourite tropes? Clones with lightsabers but out of necessity. Rex picking up that laser sword of death as his last effort to defend an unconscious Anakin. Obi-Wan getting blasted across the room, Cody igniting his lightsaber with a look at his General, who just gives him the slowest, solemn nod. Jesse body-tackling Ahsoka out of the way of a blaster bolt and picking up her shoto to deflect the onslaught of fire from droids because it’s the nearest thing he could reach. Wolffe grabbing Plo’s lightsaber and melting his way through near-impenetrable blast doors to rescue him. Bly catching Aayla’s saber in midair to slice a battle droid in half, then tossing it back to her without missing a beat. 
bonus: 
Fox whacking Sheev in the face with his own lightsaber so hard he just kriffin dies. 
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amberskyyking · 3 months
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Uhm excuse me but HOW DID THIS COME OUT OF MY OWN PAINT??!! I’ve only ever done like landscapes and flowers??!! And now I have an oil of FOX WITH A CACTUS??!!
… Should I paint more commanders with houseplants?
(Edit - I did! Plant Buire is apparently a series now!)
Part 2: Commander Wolffe and his Wolfsbane
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autumnwoodsdreamer · 5 months
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I had to. I just had to.
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varpusvaras · 8 months
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Alderaan, 4.25 p.m, sometime after the war has ended
Breha: Oh, Fox is back from his trip to Kamino, let's go meet up with him at the docks!
Bail: Welcome back home, love, how was the-
Fox: Yes?
Bail & Breha:
The extremely adorable baby clone Fox is holding:
Fox: Oh, yeah. I forgot to tell you beforehand, I am so sorry. It all happened so suddenly
Breha: Oh, we don't mind, we just didn't know that they were releasing any of the cadets from Kamino yet
Fox: They aren't
Bail: ...did you ask if you could take him?
Fox: No, because they would've said no. No one will know, though, because what are they going to do? A DNA-test? I'm his dad, of course he has the same DNA as I do.
Bail:
Breha:
Baby: Bwah
Breha: What am I the Queen for if not for forging papers
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padawansuggest · 2 months
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Jaster: Your birthday is coming up, what do you want?
Jango: Buir. I’m twenty now.
Jaster: That doesn’t mean-
Jango: I want socks, three new kutes, and for someone to pay off my speeder insurance for the month.
Jaster: …well, it fits the age range, I guess :/
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sun-roach · 11 months
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Alpha-17: the benefits of being a teenage dad are- *watches Fox and Wolffe wrestle on the ground, while Cody stares at him menacingly trying to get a fight out of him, Bly eats glue, Ponds draws on a wall and Rex naps on his blasters.* ….
Alpha-17: *violently sobs, almost destroying the "best di'kut buir" mug in his hands *
Fordo: *coos at lil Rex*
Colt: *grins* 10/10 parenting, Seventeen. Prime would be proud
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sunshinesdaydream · 4 months
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Crosshair and Babywearing
Pairing: Crosshair x F!Reader Rating: SFW Summary: Crosshair and his baby Princess Warnings: Pregnancy/Birth mention Word Count :505 Graphic Header and Dividers by:@sunshinesdaydream (me)
See more Crosshair and other Dad! Clones here (also Uncle Clones) Mission : Buir Masterlist See more Crosshair Fics Here Crosshair Master List Sunshine's The Bad Batch Collection
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One would have thought the baby was permanently attached to him. From the minute he got back from a mission to the minute he went to training he had ahold of her. 
When you went back to work he kept her even more. The quiet bundle wrapped close to Crosshair frequently appeared at mission briefings, meeting up with his brothers. 
Not that he didn’t let you hold her. No, there was plenty of times he would place her gently in your arms only to pull you both close to his side.  
His entire attitude towards the little one was contrary to what others thought it would be. Which made even more sense to you. 
The moment you told him you suspected you might be pregnant he became more protective. There was no denying the glint of joy in his eyes when it was confirmed.  Then his involvement with every step of the way from going to appointments to helping you through morning sickness.  
He would talk to the baby, but not like most people. But as if they were another person in the room. There wasn’t the sweet talking involved most other people did. 
“I know you are anxious to kick ass, but wait until your mother isn’t in the way,”
“I’m not in the way!” 
“You’re in her way,”
“Your ba’vodu is a d’kuit”
“So are you,” 
“You aren’t wrong,”
“Kriff, your mom is gorgeous. You have a tough act to follow,”
Then came the first time he held her. The only person he would hand the child to was you.  As far as he was concerned his brothers could see her from where they stood or wait until he was asleep. 
Wrecker, unbothered by his brother’s preference, just leaned over the child in his arms and stroked a tiny cheek with his large finger and kissed the sleeping child’s forehead. 
Wrecker and his partner had quickly adopted two tubies and a small cadet shortly after getting married. He was more than used to people becoming attached to babies.  
Wrecker had given him a birikad, a long piece of cloth to strap the little princess to his body. And there she stayed much of the time.  You joked that you had carried her the first nine months and he was going to carry her the next nine.
When he was home she took her naps laying on his chest while he read.  He fed her and changed her diapers.
When you worked and he was on planet she went with him everywhere. And anyone that gave a questioning glance at the moody sniper having an infant strapped to him and a diaper bag slung on his back got a scathing look. 
And it turns out you were wrong. It wasn’t the next nine months, it was the next several years. As soon as she outgrew the carrier and was big enough to do so, anytime he went anywhere she was perched on his shoulder. 
Wrecker laughed loudly and called Crosshair’s shoulder “The Princess’s sniper perch,”
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The diaper bag is one of the black tactical ones🤣
Thanks for reading! ☀️Love & Wrecker Hugs☀️
Sunshine
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ahhlehlehlehleh · 1 year
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cc1010fox · 8 months
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Fox, while walking with Alpha-17 to his office: This latest incident has the Senate worried, so we're implementing a new set of checks for inbound crafts. Alpha-17: Good work, soldier. Fox, inside of his office, behind a closed door: Buir, they're blaming me for what happened... Alpha-17, hugging Fox: They're fools, ad'ika. Do you hear me? Di'kute. Ignore them and keep being the best soldier on this planet. Do you need me to talk to any vode? Fox, pouting: A vod did steal my chocolate pudding last week... Alpha-17: Name and designation. I'll make sure he never looks at a chocolate pudding again.
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