#we have all this and instead they gave us THE BAD BATCH

[cherrifire]

Hi :D Logic behind the latest batch of cutie marks? if you feel like sharing :)

Hello everypony ^-^ It is cuie mark info dump again ^-^

Before we start, reminder that Grian + Tango do not have cutie marks because they are a hippogriff and a Kirin respectively. Non-pony creatures do not have cutie marks :)

Now that we've got that out of the way, let's get started!

Mumbo's Cutie Mark

I'm the proudest of this one because it'd simple but affective.

Mumbo's cutie mark is a tangled-up red wire which has been cut at the ends to expose the conductors. The wire is also particularly made to create an 'M' shape.

Similar to Impulse's cutie mark, Mumbo's is related to electricity for his investment in redstone. Electricity being the closest thing to it. That said, I gave Mumbo a wire because it is the baseline of all electricity. It connects everything together. From the power source and into whatever little machine or contraption you've built, wires are needed to keep it all powered! So I thought using it as a cutie mark would work really well for Mumbo. Sometimes he can just bring people together just like a wire does for electricity.

(And the little knot in the wire is just a little something to indicate Mumbo may be a bit of a mess)

Additionally, with the wire being in the shape of an 'M' it could stand for Mumbo while also being in the shape of a mustache too :)

Scar's Cutie Mark

Capitalism baby! Scar's cutie mark is of a red top hat next to a bag of bits (the currency in my little pony is called bits and are essentially gold coins).

At heart, Scar is a swindler. He's full of joy and whimsy sure, but he has a real talent for selling little trinkets to anypony who takes a look at his store front. In my head, Scar is essentially the flim and flam of this AU. He's a wandering salespony who shows up from time to time with things to sell from all across Equestria! That's where the little bag can be interpreted as a bag of coins, or a bag full of mystery items he's collected over the years.

Also, the top hat is there to represent Scar's salespony flair.

Joel's Cutie Mark

Joel's cutie mark is of a greek stone pillar and a chisel.

There are a couple of meanings to this one. The first one is pretty obvious, Joel loves to build! He's a fantastic builder with an eye for design. So I chose a greek pillar to represent one of my favourite builds of his, Stratos! But of course, a simple pillar can be used for lots of things and that's where the second meaning comes in. To hold things up! Joel holds himself up to on pretty high pedestal. He's very full of himself and I honestly can't blame him. Joel is great! So of course I had to represent his ego in his cutie mark somehow.

Jimmy's Cutie Mark

Jimmy's cutie mark is of a little canary bird. Another cutie mark with two meanings behind it!

First, is the obvious one. The canary in the coal mine. Misfortune will fall upon the canary to indicate to others that the journey may be too dangerous to continue. A bad luck charm if you will or a bad omen. And that's the surface meaning of his cutie mark that everypony knows it for. Jimmy is the poor clumsy pony in town who always seems to hurt himself before things go wrong.

However, there is a second meaning. Canary birds are also supposed to happiness and harmony. This is the main core of the cutie mark which gets over looked. Despite the bad implications of his cutie mark, it does not stop Jimmy from spreading joy wherever he goes. He's kind and joyous, keeping a positive attitude no matter what.

(I of course have a Ranchers plot point where Tango says this to Jimmy to cheer him up about his cutie mark one day. Tango, who has never had a cutie mark and does not understand their importance, says he doesn't see Jimmy as bad luck, but instead feels joy when Jimmy smiles no matter the situation. But that's a story for another day 🤭)

#cherri.speaks #trafficblr #Third Life x MLP #mumbo jumbo #gtwscar #smallishbeans #solidaritygaming #mclp

[marvel-starwarsfangirl]

Watching "Bad Territory" and "Paths Unknown" from a mental health perspective really dials up the angst. It's so obvious that the Batch all really need therapy and it's sad to see them all struggle. So much has changed over the past year for them and by season 3, the cracks really show more than ever. Because they're so used to the solider life, pretty much all of them, particularly Crosshair, internalizes their pain to the point of self-destruction. They don't want to talk about it and it affects all of them.

Hunter's inability to keep his squad together after Order 66 happens takes a big toll on him. He directs all his energy at Omega and losing her in season 2 really pushes him over the edge. Instead of talking about it, he begins to act more recklessly. Hunter also has to deal with seeing Crosshair get turned against him and choose that at the end of season 1. There's also a lot of guilt he probably feels about leaving Cross and seeing the Batch's numbers dwindle. Going back to Omega, she probably gave him something to hold on to. She gives him a purpose despite all the guilt and pain he feels.

Crosshair is the most sensitive of the Batch in my opinion. He internalizes a lot and holds on to it. He lets it fester and I think he does so much more Hunter. Omega is the only person he feels comfortable enough to be truly vulnerable around. He has his moments with Hunter, but it's not on the same level as Omega. But even with her, he's so haunted by what happened to him that he doesn't want to talk about it. He also deflects a lot, putting himself down or lashes out to protect himself. One of the reasons why I loved the meditation sequence is because he slowly begins to find peace of mind. That's really going to help him when he eventually opens up.

Wrecker had to become more mature and the voice of reason for Hunter. While he has his jokey moments, he's much quieter and reserved. He knows he has to be strong for Hunter, just like Omega is for Crosshair. There's something sad to see the most jolly and upbeat characters become more quiet and serious. It shows just how dark things have become.

Speaking of Omega, she's not ok. Between her past and whatever else she went through on Tantiss, there is a lot going on in that little head of hers. She feels guilty for leaving the other clones behind and she went through/saw some very bad stuff. However, she's neglecting her own mental needs for two reasons in my opinion. #1: she's trying to not worry her brothers. She knows her absence affected them. I can imagine she doesn't want to feel guilty about putting more stress on them. #2: she's trying to be strong for Crosshair. Crosshair is the most outward with his mental struggles because it manifests as psychosomatic tremors. That and he pretty much lost all hope after being imprisoned. Omega selflessly puts her own needs aside to be there for him because she knows he's hurting more than he says he is. But how long will keeping up a brave face last for our little sunshine?

I really think "Identity Crisis" will force many of these characters like Cross or Omega to finally open up. They can't hide it forever. Crosshair in particular will have to confront his trauma if he wants his hand to slowly heal. It's a long journey though.

If we compare the Batch in CW vs. TBB S3, it's crazy to think how much they've changed since then. They're all struggling deeply. However, they have each other for support and sometimes, that's the best place to start for healing.

#star wars #the bad batch #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #tbb omega #tbb wrecker #tbb season 3 #the angst guys #its so painful #youre telling me that this all happened in like a year? #why do the showrunners wish to torment us? #i cant do this #please send our boys and sweet bean some extra hugs #they're not ok #and they need help

[gffa]

Hi Lumi. This year I’ve watched The Clone Wars, Rebels, Mandalorian, Book of Boba Fett, and Tales of the Jedi and I’m watching Ahsoka as episodes are released. But I feel like I’m missing some context as to why people are wary of Filoni. What things should I know so I’m caught up, so to speak, in the fandom discussions?

Hi! That's a lot of Star Wars to watch in a year, I hope you're having fun with it all! And I will gently remind everyone that Filoni is not the be-all-end-all of Star Wars creators--Henry Gilroy was there for TCW and Rebels, too. George Lucas was holding writers' meetings years after the show started (at least into 2010!). The Mandalorian and The Book of Boba Fett are far more Jon Favreau's shows. The Bad Batch is Brad Rau and Jennifer Corbett. Resistance was developed by him, but was run by other producers. It's just that Filoni tends to get the most camera time and has become the face of Star Wars creators. That said, the issue with Filoni is kind of two-pronged, though, they overlap. 1. He's done a lot of interviews where he's said a lot of anti-Jedi things that have drifted from reasonable critiques in the beginning to eventually "Qui-Gon Jinn was the only true Jedi. [blatantly wrong citations]" This has put a lot of people off him as a creator, because we love the Jedi Order that Lucas talks about and established, which Filoni has actively contradicted over the years, despite being promoted as someone who follows Lucas' themes. And it's hard not to be aware of his interviews when watching his shows and it's hard to enjoy shows that do your faves dirty, you know? 2. His writing has become weaker over the years for a lot of us--Rebels is a show most of us love and found to be incredible. Many of us really love The Clone Wars, which he was heavily involved in/was probably the central voice after Lucas started phasing out. But his biggest story told over the course of those series--basically, the story of Mandalore's history and fall to the Empire--has been extremely thin for a lot of us. And a lot of us get frustrated at his inability to be objective when it comes to Ahsoka's character, that we love her as a character very much, but it hasn't felt like Filoni really knows what to do with her character arc and yet almost everything he writes is centered around her. His final season of The Clone Wars? Gave her the walkabout arc and the Siege of Mandalore arc, both of which often did not hold up well under scrutiny. His episode of The Book of Boba Fett? I actually really loved it, but it absolutely just stopped the pacing of that show to focus a lot on her. More on Luke, but he couldn't resist putting her in there, either. Tales of the Jedi was half devoted to Ahsoka and so much of it wasn't even about her time as a Jedi! We're frustrated because he doesn't set things up well anymore--Morgan Elsbeth is a Nightsister?? Why wasn't that established in The Mandalorian instead of pulling out randomly in Ahsoka? Why does Sabine Wren suddenly so badly want Jedi training, when they barely even had a conversation in Rebels?? There's a lot of good that Filoni has given to Star Wars, I think he genuinely cares about the Force and what it means--he's very consistent on how it's not easy and how it takes discipline and control, that he has been consistent on how anger and fear are paths to the dark side, even his episode of TBOBF had Ahsoka saying, yeah, attachment is a path to the dark side, because the Jedi mean "attachment" in a more Buddhist-aligned way. A lot of his writing for the character of Ahsoka is actually pretty good, like I've been enjoying her being a prickly, traumatized hot mess in the show! It's just that I kind of hate all the interviews he gives and I think he's a lot less objective than a lot of fans and media coverage that would hold him up as a perfect writer/interviewee about all things Star Wars, and it all comes together to make him kind of a hot-button topic.

So, a lot of people LOVE Filoni's work, a lot of people are frustrated by it, a lot of people are casually fine about it, a lot of people HATE Filoni's work and it can be a fun mix of any of the above or even other issues that come up. (And that's all fine! I have my views on Filoni's work, but it's fine if others hate it more than I do or love it more than I do, there's room for us all, all of it is valid.)

But I think if you want to understand some of the roots of this corner of fandom's frustration, two (admittedly long as heck) homework assignment reads would be:

- My own rebuttal to Dave's behind the scenes Mandalorian Gallery talk (this is jokingly referred to as "Davegate" because I refused to take it too seriously) - @david-talks-sw's collection of comparisons between Lucas' commentary on the Jedi and Filoni's commentary on the Jedi

This response itself is more focused on laying out the problems a lot of people have with Filoni's writing, but also honestly I still have my giant collection of Jedi source material citations that quotes his commentary, I still bring up Filoni's quotes in current meta a lot, I still talk positively about the things I enjoy from his shows, so overall there's equal amounts of both praise and criticism here. So, as short as I can make it (which isn't very, shut up, I know! XD), that's basically what people mean when they say they're wary of Filoni.

#star wars #dave filoni #meta

[angelltheninth]

Smut prompt 1. and 28. with big himbo Wrecker and an afab/Reader?

Wrecker is so cute in the show. I love big softies, hope to see a lot more content with him when the next rolls out.

Pairing: Wrecker x afab!Reader

Tags: smut, nsfw, implied polyamory, rough sex,, size kink, dirty talk, praise, fingering, teasing

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: I feel like Wrecker would be really careful when he has sex. At least at first, before you give him the green light to completely ruin you.

1. “I’d hold onto something if I were you.” + 28. “I just want to please you.”

Wrecker waited patiently with his arms crossed over his large chest as you bid goodnight to the rest of the Batch, kissing each of them on the cheek and then ruffling Omega's hair, at which the small archer giggled. They were off for a quick supply run, which gave you and Wrecker, hopefully enough time, to do what you needed, no wanted to do for about a week now.

"Quit your pouting Wrecker, we finally have some time alone." You had your arm wrapped around his, leading him towards his room. "Be happy."

"Yeah, yeah. Not fair that you spent time alone with my brothers first. Lucky bastards." He grumbled as he typed in the code to unlock the door, "I wanted to punch that stupid smirk off Crosshair's smug face all week."

There was only one way to shut him up now, you knew that well, "Don't think about him right now. We only have an hour or so before they're back, lets use it wisely. I just want to please you. It's only about you and me tonight. Okay big guy?" You landed a kiss on his chin, the only thing you could reach with the very noticeable height and size difference between you two.

"Yeh, alright." Instead of bending down he just picked you up like you weigh nothing at all. Given his huge mass and strength it was a small feat for him, "Gonna rock your world tonight babe."

Your lips met in a kiss, he didn't even break it to open the door, stumbling in, his arms cradling you protectively and with the slight possessiveness too. As your fingers itched under his armor he let out a little hum, his lips chasing yours as you pulled away from his arms. "Don't look at me like that, I need to get these clothes off."

His hands were faster, tugging and pushing until you were naked and pushed against the edge of the bunk beds.

Once again he demonstrated his might, lifting you up on his bunk and spreading your legs wide. Your pussy now at the perfect height to be eaten out by him. "Hey, Wrecker, we don't have time for- mmnn!"

"This is my time with you." He moves his lips against your clit, sending shivers up and down your spine, all the way down to your curling toes, "I decide how I wanna spend it. And I just wanna please you." His words made your hips jerk forward, seeking the warmth of his tongue, "Getting wet for me already girlie." You barely stifled a moan when he introduced his thick finger to your tight pussy. "Tight too. Guess they haven't been doing a good enough job with you these past days. I'll show them how it's done heh."

He kept prodding with his finger, uncoordinated, but touching every pleasurable spot due to it's thickness. Too bad he still had his gloves on. You loved them on Tech or Crosshair, but for those like Wrecker or Hunter, with such rough and scared hands, you wanted to feel everything.

"Take it off." You managed to whisper between your mewls.

"What ever you say pretty lady." But not before he pressed one more kiss against your clit and felt it pulse against his tongue. "Be right back to you. Don't get off without me."

Almost. You almost did, but you were too busy tearing your own clothes off. You could feel your empty cunt pulsing as you watched his back flex in that tight shirt when he bent down to take his pants and underwear off. Then there was his huge, veiny pulsing cock, dripping precum own the length and some on his abs too. Without much thought your fingers pushed into your pussy, three at once, making sure you were ready as soon as he got on top of you.

"Hey! What'd I say huh? No having fun without me!" Such a big man, such a cute pout, such a big fucking dick, getting closer and closer as he climbed on the bunk bed and made room for himself between your legs, "Now whose the one teasin'?" His hand wrapped around your wrist, lips turning into a sly smirk when you let out a whimper at your cunt being empty again. "Only three? You should know I'm thicker then that."

"Must have forgot. Won't you remind me?" You mirrored his smirk, and hooked your legs on his hips. You loved how he allowed himself t be pulled forward by you, all the way until his broad, bulbus cocktip pushed just past your entrance.

"I'd hold onto something if I were you." The sturdiest thing you could find was Wrecker himself, more specifically his shoulders. Your eyes roamed around his body for a moment, taking in every burn, stabbing wound, blaster scar and scratch. Pride swelled in your chest when you remembered some of those scratches were left by you scratching in the same place over and over before they had the time to heal.

As he pushed his cock inside you could feel every thick inch spreading your cunt. It was all to happy to take his girth, giving a little flutter when Wrecked bottomed out inside you. He may have teased you before but he sure as hell wasn't holding back now, thrusting so hard and deep your pussy didn't even have time to tighten before it was split open by his cock. It was a well known fact that he and his brothers didn't know what downtime was, they always found something to do, in many cases that something involved you in some way.

Wrecker was a soldier on a mission. And that mission was reminding your cunt how much it could take, and pushing the limits of it every time. "Wanna come inside you tonight babe. Wanna give your nice pussy a huge creampie."

Thank fucking Force you couldn't get pregnant then. You got that perinatally taken care of when Hunter gave you a scare. "I want that to big guy. Can you feel how much I want it?" Your gave his cock a tight squeeze with your inner walls, eliciting a rumble from him that some could easily mistake for a growl. "Been wanting you to do it all day."

"Gonna do it all night then." He promised as he lifted you into a hug, his body hunched over you, laving almost no space between your bodies. Deeper, faster, harder as the bed protected under your combined weight, "Tight. So tight. Missed this."

You trembled and clenched around him, fully locked around him, arms, legs and pussy too, your back arching into him, "Wrecker, fuck! Don't stop, getting closer!"

So was he, as uncoordinated as ever, no plan, only pleasure.

Your body went rigid as you felt him come inside you. "Wre- ah!" You couldn't summon the will to talk, only focused on how wonderful it felt to have him coming undone on top of you, his huge body shaking, his eyes shut and that strong jaw clenched tight as his kept rutting his hips into yours until the pleasure subsided.

He fell on top of you, or would have if he didn't have enough in him to roll to the side. With your body still locked around him it was easy to feel every laugh that left his body. "How was that babe?"

"Rough." Worry flashed across his face for a moment before you cupped his cheek and pulled him into a kiss, "It was just what I needed Wrecker. Thank you."

"Ah, shucks, you're gonna get me all embaressed now." That was the cutest thing about him. Out off all of his brothers he was the easiest and by far the most fun to tease.

#star wars #star wars x reader #the bad batch #the bad batch x reader #wrecker x reader #star wars smut #star wars imagine #the bad batch smut #the bad batch imagine #tbb x reader #tbb smut #tbb imagines #tbb fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #the bad batch fanfiction

[warsamongthestars]

ON CHIPS AND CROSSES

Crosshair's episodes are always a treat.

But, they're under cut by one of the largest issues with the Bad Batch Show, and that's the Chip.

( Warning, we're about to hit hard on some heavy shit. Reader discretion is advised. )

The Inhibitor Chip already has a very important slot in Star Wars lore. Its the very reason for Order 66 and the massacre of the Jedi, one of the largest backstory elements of the OG Trilogy, and the end result of the Prequels.

It was discovered by the character "Fives", who, introduced in Season 1, was one of the biggest Audience Surrogate Characters for the Clones' side of the War--even outpacing Captain Rex in this case. Both him and Echo.

( So it makes Thematic sense to have Echo as a main character in a Clonecentric Show, because he is an Audience Surrogate Character, and the only surviving one out of the Clone Wars Show--which makes his character neglect all that much more worse in TBB )

As something like the Inhibitor Chip does not exist in real life, there are several elements of imaginative fiction and real life that come into play with its concept.

Brain Tumor (Real Life)

Altered State of Consciousness caused by External Factors (Real Life)

Non-consentual substance-induction which causes Consciousness / Behavior alteration (Also known as "Being Drugged") (Real Life)

Mind Control (Fiction)

Possession by Exterior Force (Fiction)

Possession by Interior Force (Fiction)

Any kind of fucking Possession that involves overriding consciousness (Fiction)

Most of these elements, especially the Real Life ones, already put a character under that situation that clearly states "cannot be responsible for judgement calls" / "is not of sound mind".

The prior show, The Clone Wars, took steps to show and explain the chip and what it does.

It's entire purpose, narrative-wise, was to avoid the situation of "The Clone Troopers were complacent in Genocide". As well as the induced plothole that such a circumstance would cause. Because the Clone Troopers were being developed as individuals, who merely in poor circumstances and making the best of it (as real people tend to do), as opposed to indoctrinated disposable soldiers who were little better than Stormtroopers.

( Even my younger self pointed out to Revenge of the Sith and went "Hang on, I thought they were friends! It must be a Darkside Trick that caused these friends to do that! All the Anime Says So!" )

So.

You have this Brain Tumor that drastically alters the behavior of someone, and in this case, its a specifically-programmed tumor that ensures certain behaviors.

The Bad Batch Show even walks us through the scene. It does so clumsily, because it seems to never want to have any kind of serious discussions ever, but it still takes the steps to do so.

And one of those steps is Enhancing the "programming" of one Crosshair's chip.

It "grew".

I don't know about anyone else, but this scene is kind of an odd Grinch moment, where his "tumor" grew "Three fucking sizes that day". Life Day is gods damn Doomed.

Then, we get to spend the season without Crosshair.

Then the moment we meet Crosshair again, reunited (and it feels so fucked up), he says that the Chip was removed, and refuses to elaborate how, why, and implies that all he did was his own choices.

... even though, as I pointed out above, that is not the case. The very show itself even makes it a point that its not only not the case--but that Crosshair got the Super Tumor instead.

But since then, the show has made it a point to forgive every Clone but Crosshair, and then ignores the fact that it gave Crosshair the super tumor, something that is in recording, something that I have clearly caught a part of in picture--and instead, places all of Crosshair's actions on himself, and even Rides an Arc of "Redemption" for his "judgement".

( Even though, the act of removing a Super Tumor in this case, would still have the Super attached. If you Super Something in a story, that means you have to take the extra steps to handle the Super part in order to keep relevance and impact. )

It has even ignored the one person that is, thematically and narratively, related to a story like this--Echo, who has had the Most Extreme Variant of this theme (from fictional cyborgification to the real life "non-consensual body alteration").

Whatever the hell the Bad Batch Show is doing and has done, it has done it damnedest to utterly destroy any impact, to the cost of the characters, the story, the significance, their legacy, and more.

#star wars #star wars the clone wars #star wars the bad batch #the clone wars #the bad batch #the inhibitor chip #analysis

[dreamless-daydreamer]

TBB as Taylor Swift Songs Character + Song Analysis Part Five

(Part One) (Two) (Three) (Four)

Today we’re doing something different, instead of a character, we’re doing two characters and their relationship(not romantic please don’t take this that way).

Here we go!

Hunter & Crosshair - My Tears Ricochet

I’m sorry, in advance.

If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe All the hell you gave me? 'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you 'Til my dying day

The song itself uses funeral imagery to show the death of a relationship, and it's no different for Hunter and Crosshair. As the first season progresses it becomes more and more clear that the bond they once shared is dying, as they betray each other continuously throughout the season, Crosshair hunting them down, Hunter refusing to go back for him.

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And you're the hero flying around, saving face And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake? Cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

Neither of them were sparing each other from their misery, and they both convinced themselves that they were the ones doing the right thing, Hunter taking care of his other brothers, Crosshair because he was a loyal soldier, and therefore everything they did to the other was justified through that. And yet despite their growing resentment for each other, they still missed them. They both still tried to rekindle that brotherhood they once shared but they were such different people by then that it didn't work out.

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace 'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave

"used to tell me I was brave" They're no longer supporting each other. And Crosshair is able to cut wounds in Hunter now that only Crosshair could cut. Only because he knows exactly how to hurt Hunter. He used to stand by Hunter, his leader, no matter what. But now hes accusing Hunter of failing, of being too weak to lead. And it hits Hunter so hard that he struggles with crosshairs words a year later in S2. And those words hurt him so much because Crosshair knew him so well he knew exactly how to hurt him.

And I can go anywhere I want Anywhere I want, just not home And you can aim for my heart, go for blood But you would still miss me in your bones

Despite the fact that Crosshair is on Kamino and Hunter is on the Marauder with the rest of the batch, neither of them will really be home because their family isn't complete. Not while theyre separated. And no matter what, no matter how much they hurt each other, no matter how much they try to hide it, they miss each other.

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And so the battleships will sink beneath the waves You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same Cursing my name, wishing I stayed You turned into your worst fears

And in the end when they both had the chance to come back to the other, they both turned it down. And everytime they hurt each other they hurt themselves because they don't want to hurt each other. They're stuck in a cycle of using their own pain to justify causing each other pain, which brings themselves even more pain from hurting the other. They've lost each other and they've lost themselves in the process. Neither are the lighthearted, michevous brothers who trusted each other more than anything in S7 of TCW, they're colder and reserved, and they've left each other, something they used to think was impossible.

Thanks for suffering with me, always a pleasure. Happy Bad Batch Day!

#star wars #the bad batch #tbb #bad batch #star wars the bad batch #star wars tbb #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #hunter bad batch #crosshair tbb #crosshair bad batch #clone trooper crosshair

[half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk]

Louk's Bad Batch rewatch part 15 !!! AND part 16 !!!

TWO IN ONE WHAT these eps are kinda short ?? or my thoughts are idk ?? so I put them both together on one post 😬 but anyway let's go batcherssss 🤟

The Bad Batch 1x11

Crosshair you little gremlin 💕

ELENI AND HOWZER 🥺😭🥰👑

can someone please explain to me why Orn Free Taa has extra lekku, weird tiny ears and three fingers instead of four ??? mans looks like a different species 👀

"They fought for us and they have earned our respect" settle down Cham we all know you're gonna change your mind in 5 minutes hush

HERA AND CHOPPER MY BELOVEDS 💕💕💕

"uncle Gobi" 🥺

Hera watching the birds in the sky 🤲 following them with her hands 🥺

Howzer you absolute king 👑

Eleni and Gobi scheming together hehehe

I just know Eleni is SO proud of Hera 🥲 she's so much like her mom fr

"my hope is that you won't ever have to live a life like mine" ~ General Cham Syndulla ... meet General Hera Syndulla

"no take offs or landings" this is actually so adorable tho

Wrecker carrying all the weapons himself like he's only doing one trip with the groceries from the car to the house hehehe

Hera asks about the Marauder and Omega's like 'this beauty' *pat pat*

I wanna see Hunter's face watching Hera and Omega together 🥺

they're besties forever 💕

it's Hera's dream to live on a starship 😭

lmao could've had a bad batch reunion rn but Crosshair had other plans

Omega: ☝"did you know flying is about a feeling?" Tech: I have no idea what this means

Howzer being the only one to question imprisoning a child 😭

Eleni didn't even wait for the speeder to stop moving before jumping out 💅

"attempted assassination of Orn Free Taa" ??? attempted ?? did he not just die ???

The Bad Batch 1x12

"how unfortunate for your people to see your fall" LMAO Rampart I've seen s2 👀

Howzer immediately plotting to save Hera 💕

Hera and Chopper are absolute menaces and I respect them both for it

Gonky being part of the bad batch family 🤲

"you gave her our comm channel?" ~ Hunter is so done pls 😂

Tech: "children often overreact" Omega: "no we don't" YES OMEGA 🙌👑 she is so passionate and caring and loving and loyal I genuinely feel so proud of her 💕

Omega: "isn't that what soldiers do" Hunter: 😯

Wrecker @ Chopper: "what's his problem" how long do you have buddy?

Hera asking them all so desperately to save her family 😭😭😭 she has always cared so deeply

y'all I'm confused did Orn Free Taa actually survive that shot to the head? I feel like Rampart has no reason to lie about it?

they all peeking with their binoculars

Hunter's little 'let's move' gesture 🥰

Hunter hearing the droid and his sneak attack just dropping down on it 👌 bro how did you get up there so fast ??

knife knife knife knife knife knife knife kni-

Tech: "oh good" lolol

Wrecker's face when Hunter says Crosshair knows they're there 😭

Omega grabbing Hera's hand 🤲

Echo's face explaining to Hera why they're after Cham 😭😭

"I don't care about any of that, I just want my parents back" she's just a little kid in the middle of a war she doesn't understand 💔 this is too real and absolutely heartbreaking

"She's trying to save her family Hunter. I'd do the same for you" you tell him Omega 💪👑

Howzer and Crosshair staring at each other.....

Chopper and Hera having a lil chat 🥺

Omega: "he's my brother, they all are" Hera: "you're lucky" she really is 🥺

Howzer is trying so hard to protect Hera even with Cham hating on him and refusing to help save his own daughter 🙃

Omega and Hera came up with a strategic plan and now Hunter's on board 🥰

Tech is worried about them going by themselves 🥲

Echo getting caught scaling the wall: "a little help?" lmaooo

AND Hunter's little "hey" to distract the reg before pulling Echo up 💀

"I won't tell if you wont" lmao I love these two together 💕

Omega: "don't shoot down our shuttle" Tech: "wait what shuttle?!" ~ how many heart attacks does Omega want to give Tech this episode 😂

Hera blowing up an imperial refinery........ 👀

Tech: 'Omega what was that explosion?!?! Omega: hehe don't worry about it 💀

Omega: "do some damage Wrecker" Wrecker: "that I can do!" Wrecker happy makes me happy 🥰

THE TECH TURN THE TECH TURN THR TECH TURN THE RECH TUENCJDIWJXNW

Hunter telling Cham and Gobi that Hera hired them 💀

Hera: "we're getting the hang of this" Tech: "yes your dangerous and uncontrolled manoeuvring is as confusing to them as it is to us 🙂" he is so far past done with them oml 😂

Howzer 💕💕💕💕💕💕

Hunter looking back at him before they leave 😭

Howzer's whole speech in this scene 😭😭😭 it reminds me of Fives giving his pep talk to the cadets 🥲

Hunter sensing Crosshair??? and what if I never stop crying ??

my heart is breaking for Howzer I love him so bad 💔

Wrecker Omega high five 🥺

Tech teaching Hera and Omega 🤲💕

"Tech showed me how to scramble a ships signature" TECH TAUGHT HERA ONE SKILL THAT SAVED HER ASS A MILLION TIMES 😭

"keep an eye on your brothers, they need it" ~ Hera, the wisest person in the show fr

...did Chopper just say "Chopper out"

Crosshair has too many expressions to count this last scene, asking to hunt the batch down... my theory is he never had his chip removed but that venator engine fried it and it slowly stops working... we know that a lot of the chips are slowly starting to stop working in other clones, maybe its the same for Crosshair ?? so he's feeling a lot of confusion at hunting them down ?? maybe idk lol

two more down!!! my internet is still shocking and it's taking me like an hour to watch each ep bc of all the buffering 🥲 but anywayyy thank yalls for joining 💕💕💕

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I heart ?

Crosshair x reader

Who knew simply loving a man would be so difficult

Fluff - Angst (I mean it’s Crosshair)

Pt 2 of I Heart ?

It had been a week since the incident and I decided to hold off on finishing the modified rifle. I have also decided to fully avoid the bad batch at all costs. At least for this week. Instead, I have decided to focus my attention on work and my friends from the 501st and of course Clare. I have no doubt in my mind that my embarrassing flirting attempt got around the bad batch. Possibly Fives if he saw... But he would have come up to me by now to joke about it.

I squinted my eyes as I added the finishing touches for the new decked out med kit that I made for Kix.

“I’m heading to the chow hall.” Clare announced.

“Is it lunch already?” I looked at my watch and cursed, “I thought it was still morning. By this rate, I’m going to miss Kix before I can give him this.”

I silently prayed that the 501st haven’t dispatched on any last minute mission as I worked a bit faster to finish it.

“Is it finished?” She leaned over my working station, “Wow that looks really good.” She smiled.

“Almost finished…” I said as I finished up the wiring in the med kit, “Now it is!” I smiled taking off my safety goggles and closing the box.

“Nice work! Now hurry up and let’s go before we miss all the good stuff!” She said bouncing on the balls of her feet.

“Alright alright.” I laughed as I stood up, “You just want to go see your sweetheart.” I smiled to Clare who immediately turned red, “We haven’t had a proper in office lunch together for an entire week now.”

“I’m sorry! It’s just… It’s different with him now. Before I would hang out with Tech and the bad batch as friends, but now after five years of friendship we’re finally dating! And I just can’t imagine five minutes without Tech.” She admitted with a blush.

I gave her a hug, “I’m really happy for you Clare and I’m only teasing about our lunches. Now let’s hurry up! I bet he’s just excited as you are.”

I quickly grabbed the med kit and with the door to our office closing, we began our mission to track down Tech and Kix. Also to get something to eat.

“Coruscant is amazing, we should really try that new restaurant we saw the other day by my apartment.” Clare mentioned.

“Sure! I think I’ll have some free time next week on Wednesday and Friday if that’s good with your schedule?” I asked dodging a technician as he walked by.

“Let’s say… Friday?” She asked and I nodded.

“Girls night!” We cheered.

“How have you been since last week?” Clare asked her concern not subsiding since the fiasco.

“Since I was embarrassingly rejected? Fine I suppose.” I chuckled, “I shot and I missed. At least he won’t forget me easily.”

“I wouldn’t call it rejected per say.” She said trying to lighten the mishap.

“He looked so uncomfortable when I asked to get him a drink.” I cringed at the memory, “Honestly, I think he said less than five words to me.”

“I think it’s because he doesn’t know of your feelings that’s why I don’t think you should give up just yet.” She explained, “Tech told me that he never thought that I would never date someone like him. It wasn’t until I asked him first that he realized I had feelings for him even and now look at us. I proved him wrong didn’t I? He didn’t realize he was exactly my type and I had to show him that.” She smiled.

“I don’t know… I suppose.” I muttered contemplating, “But Tech is different. He already liked you. Crosshair doesn’t like me.”

Is this even worth trying?

“Maybe he does, maybe he doesn’t, but there is no harm in sitting with me at their table.” She smirked.

“Huh? Wait! No! I’m not ready just yet!” I whispered panicky at her.

“Too bad!” She sung as the door to the chow hall opened for us.

Clare grabbed my wrist before I could escape. I did everything in my power to keep from dropping the med kit as she dragged me over to her boyfriends table. It was easy to tell that they were the loudest of the clones as they made one hell of a commotion.

“Clare.” Tech smiled standing up to greet her with a kiss on her cheek, “How has your day been?”

“Better now that you’re here.” She giggled.

That allowed me to slip away from her and I mentally thanked Tech for the distraction.

“There’s the weapons genius!” Wrecker cheered raising his drink to me before I could get away.

I laughed nervously, “Hey Wrecker, how’s it going?”

“Awesome! I still can’t get over the weaponized gloves you made me, it’s so cool!” He cheered.

I smiled, the tension in my shoulders easy at hearing how an invention I made helped improve Wrecker’s odds on the battlefield, “You know I’m always happy to help.”

“Finally out of your lab?” Crosshair asked though he didn’t turn around to greet me.

I stared at his back, watching his muscles move as he ate calmly, “Ah yes.” I muttered after a split second, “For the moment. Finally out of the training facility?” I teased trying to start some kind of banter, “You know you don’t need any training, you’re already a genius sniper.” I complimented nervously hoping for anything.

“Hm.” Was all he replied and ruined any chance of any further conversation.

My shoulders deflated slightly as I huffed a bit at my foolish attempt at flattery. What I didn’t see from being behind him was the small smirk he wore.

“Clare, come sit down. I’ll go get you something to eat.” Tech motioned for Clare to sit where he was sat moments ago before he left to get her some food.

This left me standing alone awkwardly by the table. I looked around the room wondering if I could spot the 501st or at least Kix, but it was just my luck that they haven’t shown up yet. What’s taking them so long? Please don’t be on a mission. Please don’t be on a mission. Please-

“What brings you here? We usually don’t see you at lunch. Do you finally have some free time from all that genius work?” Echo asked and I felt relieved that he was talking to me.

He was the only one I really knew from the bad batch. I got along with the other members of the team, except Crosshair, but I’ve known Echo since he was in the 501st. It was actually Echo was the one who introduced me to the bad batch a year ago. I didn’t meet Clare until shortly after that when she transferred to my lab.

“I do, surprisingly.” I smiled, “But not for long I’m afraid. Duty calls.”

“I know that meaning. Why don’t you take a seat?” He asked.

I was about to decline and go look for Kix, but one look at Clare’s her blue eyes told me to sit as she looked towards the empty seat by Crosshair and then to me.

“Uh yeah, I suppose I can for a few minutes.” I nodded looking for a spot, “How has your missions been going?” I asked looking for an empty seat.

“Pretty smooth actually. At least our definition of smooth.” Echo joked.

Unfortunately for me the only seat available was beside Crosshair and I knew I had no choice. I placed the med kit to the right of me on the table as I sat down while giving Crosshair who was on my left enough space between us.

“What’s that you got there?” Hunters’ eyes darted towards the med kit curiously.

“Ah so you are still working.” Echo laughs.

“Guilty?” I shrugged with a laugh, “I mean it’s somewhat free time.” I answered Echo before answering Hunter’s question, “This is a new and improved medic kit I have been working on. I’m going to give it to Kix so he has it a little easier during missions. I’m hoping he likes it because then I can request for it to be mass produced for the other droids.” I rambled on as I admired at my invention.

“Whoa! That looks cool!” Boasted Wrecker.

I smiled, “Thanks Wrecker.”

“It looks like a box.” Stated Crosshair causing the group to quiet down waiting for my reaction.

“That’s because it is a box.” I said simply with a raised eyebrow towards him.

The group bursted in fit of laughter at my comeback.

“Why are you always creating extra equipment like this for us?” Crosshair asked.

I furrowed my eyebrows at his question, “Because I’m one of the head scientist in the weapons lab?”

He rolled his eyes, his tone seemingly suspicious, “We’re just clones, what are you gaining from making these unorthodox gear?”

I was too busy looking around the room to notice the accusatory tone and replied, “Because, I need all of you to have the best fighting chance… To come home.”

I missed the slight frown on Crosshair’s face as he looked at me. Suddenly his food suddenly seemed less interesting next to the girl sitting beside him wearing her uniform that told everyone just how smart she is.

“You…” His voice was soft, but was quickly overshadowed by Echo’s exclamation.

“There’s Kix.” Echo pointed towards the entrance and I looked to find the 501st squad entering the chow hall.

“I better go before I miss him.” I stood up and quickly grabbed the med kit.

“Mind if I join you? I want to say hi to the boys.” Echo asked while standing up.

“Of course you can Echo.” I smiled at him and waited for him to round the table towards me before we headed over to our old group of friends.

“She works herself too hard.” Hunter commented as the group watch the interaction.

“She got that from her mother.” Clare chuckled, “I’m pretty sure she survives on caf and sheer willpower.”

“Sounds like Crosshair over here.” Hunter mused causing the sniper to scoff.

“Okay Kix, this medical case is lighter and can withstand more blaster fire than a droid.” I set the container down on the white table, “And it has- No!” I yelled gaining the attention of the entire chow hall, “That does not mean to try it out!”I yelled as stopped Fives from putting a blaster to it, “Put that blaster down right now Fives.”

“You said it was blaster proof.” Fives insisted but surrendered at my stern gaze.

“Right now.” I crossed my arms.

“Fine mom…” He sighed, rolling his eyes dramatically, “You’re no fun.” He grumbled as he bolstered his weapon.

“Anyways…” I eyed Fives suspiciously as I continued, “I even put your name and logo on it, Kix. It’s all yours.” I smiled, my happy demeanor returning from watching Kix’s eyes lit up at the one thing that differentiates him from the rest. Something that gives his name and his job meaning.

“Has anyone told you your amazing?” He said lifting me up in his arms in a quick hug before putting me down to inspect his new med kit further by opening it, “No way! It lights up too?!”

“I figured it would help you see your medical supplies better when out on the field. Of course you can turn it off here,” I showed him a button outside the case, “If there is trouble and you need to remain out of sight.”

“Genius!” He wrapped me in another a tight hug, “Thank you.”

“Of course.” I laughed feeling squished before he released me.

“Jesse!” He called to Jesse who was in line to get his food, “Come check this out! Everyone get over here!”

I missed the hard glare directed to us as I talked with my old friends. The rest of the bad batch got up shortly after to join the commotion except for a certain sniper and Hunter who could sense the anger rolling off of his brother. He decided to get up and sit beside him so others wouldn’t hear their conversation.

“You could always try going over there and talking to her.” Hunter suggested.

Crosshair rolled his eyes as he returned back to his meal, “And why would I need to do that?”

“Because I don’t want to see any of the regs with blaster holes in them.” Hunter said causing Crosshair to scoff, “I know you didn’t go home with anyone that night and I have a feeling I know why or more exactly who.”

Crosshair remained silent, refusing to answer any of Hunter’s suspicions which only proved that he was correct.

Hunter stood up, “Why don’t you try congratulating her. That would be a good start.” He patted Crosshair on the shoulder before he walked away, hoping that Crosshair would take his advice.

“I don’t need to do anything.” Crosshair muttered angrily before glancing over to her form, watching her smile at Rex.

His fingers curled around his spoon as he watched the interaction. He found himself taking strides towards her, not remembering how he got up in the first place, but there he was being drawn in by that stupid itch in the back of his mind. He didn’t even understand why he was doing this. Why he was suddenly standing in front of her as she peered up at him with those dumb round eyes.

“Cross.” I called out to him inside of why he was suddenly here.

The other clones gathered around Kix as he boasted about his new gear, but all that noise seemed to drown out with him standing so close to me.

“I…” He began and suddenly the words caught in his throat and the uncertainty in his voice made him angry.

“Crosshair! She said this thing is blaster proof and you’re the best shooter here! Let’s take this thing out to the landing pad and try it out!” Fives yelled.

I looked at Fives incredulously to which he raised his hands in surrender, “You said not indoors.” He reasoned.

I shook my head with a chuckled, “Alright, why not.” I agreed causing Fives brothers to join in on his parade to the landing pad.

I smiled up at Crosshair, “Let’s go, I’d like to see what you got.” This time I didn’t miss the faint pink dusting his cheeks as a majority of us headed outside.

Crosshair didn’t move away when I stood beside him and I felt giddy this close to him. He smells like blaster smoke and the comfort of rain. I thought and cursed at myself for acting like a teenage girl around her first crush. I focused my attention on Kix who was hesitantly placed his new med kit on the ground. He looked at it as if it were his child that was going to be taken from him. I could see the question and worry in his eyes as he looked over to me.

I gave him an encouraging smile, “Don’t worry Kix! If it breaks I’ll make you a new one, promise.”

“Thanks.” He said in relief before racing over to Hardcase.

I stood by Crosshair as he readied his rifle. I watched him or more so his forearms as they tended while he cocked the gun in place.

“Do you ever get tired of it?” I asked him still not looking away from his arms.

“Of what?” He asked.

“Of shooting.” I motioned to his weapon.

“Never.” He stated, his voice holding a gruffness to it that would only tell the truth.

It was an answer fitting for him. Simple and precise while holding a world of meaning in it. I admired him for his passion.

“Hm.” I looked up to see a toothpick placed in his mouth and my brows furrowed, “Where do you keep those?”

He smirked, “Wouldn’t you like to know.” He said before raising his rifle up and aiming at his target with ease.

I scoffed with a smile at his teasing response, “I would-”

“Hurry it up Crosshair!” Wrecker yelled and the other soldiers followed suit.

With one shot, Crosshair hit the med kit dead center as if anyone had any doubt. We all watched as the smoke cleared in amazement. Any other kit would have blown up deeming it’s contents inside unusable, but this one… This one remained in tack, the only thing that happened was that it flew back a few feet.

Kix ran over and picked it up, “It lives!” Kix held it in the air as a chorus of cheers grew.

“Nice shot.” I commented while the others celebrated over a small triumph.

It made me happy seeing my friends have fun over something that wasn’t war even it was in a sense going to be used for it… At least in this moment no one’s life was at risk.

“Nice med kit.” Crosshair replied, his gun now on safety as he held it at his side.

I couldn’t help the small smile on my face nor did I hide it as I looked up at the tall soldier. I was surprised to find him already looking at me and I felt stuck under his amber gaze. Butterflies filled my stomach while I looked closer at all the small perfect imperfections on his face. I think this is the first nice moment between us… Should I ask for more? I really want to.

“Cross…” I said softly, “Do you maybe want to-”

“She’s a doll, isn’t that right sweetheart!” Jesse suddenly walked up beside me kissing my cheek as he spun to go talk to Rex.

Rex gave me a thumbs up as he called out, “You did great little genius.”

I laughed my cheeks turning red at the sudden display of affection from the goofballs I call my friends.

Crosshair glared and crossed his arms as he watched that display between her and his brother, “I get it now.”

I turned to him at his sudden choice of words, “Get what? I don’t understand?” I questioned, looking at him. My brows furrowed at the sudden rigidness in his stance, more so than usual.

He pointed a finger at me with a hard glare, “I know exactly why you are doing this. Not for us, not to keep us safe like how you said, but for your twisted desires of being praised. You just want all of the clones attention. I bet you get high off it. Well you won’t get it from me.” He said before leaving.

I felt my world turn sour as the door shut behind him, my shoulders slumping in defeat. Clare noticed this and quickly made her way over.

“What is it?” She asked, “Did something happen?”

I looked at her while trying my hardest to keep my bottom lip from trembling, “He hates me.”

Stay tuned!

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I Hate You, be my Girlfriend Part 1 (Damian Wayne x reader)

Word Count: 1337

Warnings: Mild language, Tim and Damian being mean to each other, bad Barbara characterization

Summary: Dick and Barbara are getting married which leads to the whole batfam wondering if Damian has a girlfriend. He does not, but he can't stand the humiliation and inadequacy he feels. One lie turns to another and he ends up on your doorstep about to ask you, someone he is not fond of, for the hugest favor in his lifetime.

“We’re getting married!” 

The sudden news had shocked everyone in the manor, including Damian himself. “You’re…what?”

Dick excitedly raised up Barbara’s arm, showing off the lavish diamond adorning her ring finger. “I proposed to her last night, I didn’t want to risk any of you spilling the beans early so I didn’t want to tell you guys until the day after.”

“Well…” Tim took a big swig of his fourth batch of coffee, “That’s nice.” The ends of Dick’s smile twitched into a subtle frown. 

“It’s not that we aren’t happy for you Dick, we really are.” Stephanie moved closer to the now engaged couple. “It’s just…you know…sudden!” She pulled Barbara into her arms, who was quick to reciprocate the gesture. “Do you guys have an idea where you want the wedding to be?”

“No, not officially, but we were thinking somewhere in Bordeaux. It has a lot of sentimental value to Bruce, and Dick wanted to commemorate his family.” 

Jason, who had mostly been quiet during the whole ordeal, let out a chuckle. “You deserve so much better Babs, you won’t be able to refund him once you get tired of him, you know.”

The family broke out into enthusiastic chatter and laughter, but the youngest of the siblings could not bring himself to be happy. Damian had known Dick for almost all of his life, and if anything, they had the strongest connection. He was the one who straightened him out, who trusted him when his father hadn’t. Dick had shown him kindness and respect. He was the best older brother he could have asked for, and even acted as a father figure when he needed it most.

Damian knew of his older brother’s numerous relationships; he was attractive and had the charisma to woo any girl in a 10 meter proximity, and yet, marriage never seemed like something in Dick’s wheelhouse. It was never exactly something in most of his family's future, considering their night time jobs and the lack of ability to keep a stable relationship. But now that his dear brother is getting married? It felt like Damian’s world was turning upside his head, like he was losing an integral piece of himself. 

Perhaps it was hidden jealousy that made Damian feel such disinterest. As much as he tried to repress his emotions, Damian also desperately wanted to unleash them; to be able to love someone unconditionally without feeling petrified or uncertain…well…he wasn’t sure if it would be a blessing or a curse. It was the main reason that out of all his siblings (other than Cass), he had never been in a serious relationship before. Sure, he’s had a few flings here and there, but nothing that was substantial. 

Tim’s out of place burst of laughter brought Damian out of his train of thought. “Demon Brat? Having a girlfriend? That’s almost as likely as me giving up coffee.”

Everyone looked to Damian in expectation, waiting for him to give out a snide remark as he usually did. Instead he gave them a blubbering utterance, his face burning from the further embarrassment. He had no idea how this topic was brought up, but most likely it was from Stephanie, who was foaming at the mouth for him to bring home a girlfriend who she could bond with. 

“HA! See! You can call me a failure all you want Damian, but at least I have a boyfriend!”

“Shut up, Tim. Why are you bringing this up anyway? It has never been a problem before.” Damian crossed his arms. Dick made his way to him, a gentle smile on his face. He placed his hand on Damian’s shoulder, like the way he used to when he was younger and about to get a brotherly pep talk. 

“You’re 20 now, Damian…I know that you have a hard time opening up to people but it would make me really happy if you could bring a date to our wedding.” Dick gave him a sincere smile, but the underlying disappointment in his voice clawed at Damian’s skin. Everyone else seemed to be utterly disappointed in him as well. Did they all just assume that he was incapable of getting a girlfriend? 

Fine. He’ll prove them wrong. 

Damian shoved Dick’s arm to the side with a stubborn huff. “TT, all of you are unbearable. If it concerns all of you so much then I may as well tell you that I do, in fact, have a girlfriend.” 

Tim let out another burst of laughter while everyone else looked at him skeptically. 

“And who might this mystery person be? The painting chick from that manga you’re obsessed with?” Jason said from across the couch. 

“No,” Damian seethed. “I have a perfectly normal love life, thank you very much Todd.”

“No offense Damian, but if you have a girlfriend, how come we have never heard you mention her before?” Duke asked. 

“That’s assuming that he even has one. I’m betting my money that he’s just faking it.” Tim shrugged, getting up to pour himself another batch of coffee. 

This was fine. Damian could handle a little lie such as this. All he had to do was pray to find a date before the wedding and convince his family that they had been together from the start. It should be easy enough. Dick turned back to Damian, surprised that this news was not spilled to him sooner. “Who’s the lucky lady, Dami? Is it someone we know?” 

Fuck

In hindsight, he should have known that his family would have asked for a specific name of this mystery girl. Damian was stumped and his face only flushed further. There were not many girls that he was friends with, let alone ones that he could pretend to be in love with. 

“His silence speaks more than-”

“I-it’s Y/n, if you must know!” Damian blurted out before Drake could even finish his sentence. He must still be salty from losing against him in that monopoly game they had a week or so ago…

For the first time in the last few stressful minutes, Damian was able to take a sigh of relief as all his family stared at him in silence. Once again, Dick was the first one to break the stillness. “Well, I’m happy for you, Dami. I’ll make sure to officially send invites to the both of you when the time comes.” 

“Yeah, whatever.” The feeling he got from proving his siblings right was not enough to get rid of his underlying (stress). He knew that he had majorly fucked up, not only by lying to his family (of which were talented detectives), but by stating that his girlfriend was someone, in reality, he had no interest in. Damian could not understand why no other girl came to mind, why he had to say your name out of everyone else’s. He reasoned to himself that the mention of France skewed his brain into thinking about you, recalling the few times you had mentioned wanting to go there. That didn’t make the situation any better for him though, he would rather die than admit about thinking of you. 

Normally Damian was never one to back down out of a fight or a challenge, he was the son of Bruce Wayne and Talia Al Ghul, grandson to Ra’s Al Ghul after all, but going up to you and explaining the whole ordeal was the hardest thing he has ever done. It took him a few months to finally muster up the courage to go up to your door. He was willing to push past his disinterest in you if it meant not looking like an idiot in front of his family. 

When he knocked on the door, Damian was surprised with how quickly you opened it. Your eyes widened at his sudden appearance, the half eaten muffin in your hand leaving crumbs on the freshly swept floor. “Damian? What are you doing here, are you okay?”

“I need to ask you a favor…” 

I decided to make this a multiple part series, probably going to span about three or four oneshots in total. I figured that it would be easier for me to write and it would allow me to release the story faster for you guys! :D

I'm about to pass out because I'm tired, but I hope everyone has a good day/night!

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I am here to stir the pots thots! After the delicious ideas that arose in this post (especially in the comments lol) I couldn't get this idea out of my head. @blueink-bluesoul I hope this is a fitting apology for adding to your WIPs 😜

(Implied) Hunter x reader x Hound

warnings for: highly suggestive themes (Minors DNI) jealous and possessive Hunter, predator/prey elements and vibes, scent kink, mentions of alcohol.

Hunter had never considered himself a possessive man.

Slow to trust? Sure. Protective of his loved ones? Absolutely. Overly protective of some? Well, he was too big of a man to wave off the notion without thought.

But possessive?

Hunter had never considered it, or jealously, for that matter. That is, until he met Hound. More specifically, until he saw the way you lit up around Hound.

You had spent the first year of the war on Coruscant, working closely with the Corrie Guard, until your skills landed you with the Bad Batch. It made sense that you had...old friends, that some of the boys in red and white had gotten your affection long before you even met Hunter and the others.

Logically, he knew that, but even still, Hunter couldn't deny the clench of anger that filled his chest when he saw you run at the ARF trooper with that adorable smile. And he certainly couldn't deny the growl that escaped him when said trooper scooped you up in his arms and held you tight.

He couldn't stay annoyed at the other man for long, though, especially not when Hound was so enthusiastic as he pulled Hunter into a brotherly hand shake when you introduced them. Still, with you squished between them in a booth at 79's, Hunter couldn't shake the nagging urge to pull you against him every time Hound rubbed your shoulder or nuzzled against your skin. Especially since you giggled every time he did it.

"You know, Hound, I think Hunter's the only trooper that may have your tracking skills beat."

That brought him out of his possessive musings, your praise like music to his ears. Hound did not seem bothered by your comment, if anything, the ARF trooper quirked a brow in interest.

"Oh yeah? That's high praise coming from you, cyare. That true, Sarge?"

Tech was always the best one at bragging (or, "stating fact" as he called it) but somehow, Hunter couldn't find it in himself to be humble right now.

"I'm the best tracker in the GAR," but, because he still had a nice side, he added, "I'm sure you've got some skills too, though."

That made Hound laugh, a bark of a thing, staying true to his name. "Oh, that almost sounded like a challenge, brother."

"Ooo," you smiled into your drink, eyes darting between the two of them, "now that's something I'd like to see."

Hunter flicked his eyes down to you, and he liked the way you squirmed a little under his half-lidded gaze. "Maybe we should test our skills against each other." He looked back up at Hound, who was wearing a mischievous, toothy grin.

"I'm in, how do you want to do this?" The way Hound looked down at you, much in the same way Hunter couldn't keep his eyes off you, gave the sergeant an idea.

"You wanna help us, mesh'la?" Hunter asked, making sure his tone was low, the tone that he new made your heart race.

Your throat clenched as you swallowed, "How would I do that?"

Hound made a knowing sound, his grin somehow getting wider. "I think he wants us to track you, sweetheart. Wants us hunt you across Coruscant."

Oh, Hunter could feel your reaction to that and if all this time around you in the tight quarters of the Marauder hadn't taught him a new level of self control, he might have given into the urge to slip his hand down your body right there.

Instead, Hunter said, "Catching you would be the best prize, after all."

Maker, if he could smell your excitement already, what state would you be in when they track you down and caught you like a scared doe?

"Al-" you had to clear your throat, "Alright, I'll be your little prize."

Hound sounded more like a cat when he purred, "That's the brave girl I remember. This is going to be fun."

Hunter scooted back in his seat, allowing you just enough room to squeeze past him and leave the booth. "We'll give you a head start, mesh'la. Don't make this easy on us."

If you were shocked at the abruptness of the command, you didn't let it show. Instead, you downed the last of your drink, made sure your perfect ass brushed against him as you climbed out of the booth, and scurried away at a fast pace.

Hunter could feel something primal stirring low in his stomach, and, sitting beside him, he knew Hound was feeling the same thing.

#this is actually just a ploy to egg on that WIP sev XD #hunter x reader #tbb hunter x reader #hound x reader #ARF trooper hound x reader #deeja writes #spicy lemons

[haydanakin]

Can we please just fire Dave Filoni and Kathleen Kennedy now. I'm so tired of Padme and Naboo erasure. Both of them are important to Star Wars! And I hate the foreshadowing of the ST. The ST should've never happened at all. Screw JJ Abrams and Rian whatever his last name is.

ANYWAYS, the Jedi Order is reborn, and Luke is guiding the new Jedi. The New Republic has formed, and the galaxy is recovering from years of darkness from the Empire. What are sequels again? Idk. Sequels don't exist. I just see a new golden era in the galaxy.

If you're wondering, anon is responding to this post

Part I - Dave Filoni I will say Dave Filoni under the direction of George Lucas gave us amazing stuff-- Ahsoka Tano, Rex, Fives, Echo, Jesse, expansion of Order 66, the Clone Wars themselves. But him on his own? Not so great.

Ahsoka's walkabout in s7 was boring, the two sisters had potential but blundered in the execution. The BadBatch arc in s7 featured super amazing Anakin, and I did like the whole 'rescue Echo' plot line, but the Bad Batch as a TV show… I have some criticisms of it.

I like the ' what happens to the Clones after the Empire forms? They've served their purpose-- are they still relevant?' story line. It would be a great one to explore with normal clones. In fact, following Cody around, a clone who did participate in Order 66 and had his mind taken over, would've been a novel experience.

Instead we get genetically enhanced clones who don't have programing chips cause they're special snowflakes and don't partake in Order 66 bc they're special. Getting to see their side of Order 66 really brought nothing-- it's the same as the Jedi. Why are the clones turning against the Jedi? No one knows! It's rinse and repeat watered down version of ROTS, and i'd much prefer watching that movie over the first two episodes of TBB.

I will also give credit-- Dave Filoni and Favereau gave me The Mandalorian. A side character who doesn't know he's the main character just trying to make his way in the larger GFFA. He's a normal guy with a job. Then new dad has to deal with his adopted kid having Wizard powers. ME Likey. It's similar to Andor in down to earth, not life and death, Jedi/Sith fate of the Galaxy type of thing. It's what normal life would've been like in GFFA.

Third season and some of second season haven't felt like that though. Din keeps meeting all these famous people that are tied of in the 'Fate of the Galaxy' --Bo Katan, Ahsoka, Boba Fett, Cad Bane, Luke fucking Skywalker-- instead of more normal people. I do appreciate the smallness of season 1-- we had Peli, and Omera, and Karga. Characters not known to the larger galaxy, but still important in their own right.

Part II- Female Characters

Star Wars has never appreciated or loved it's female characters with the exception of Princess Leia. Original Trilogy follows Luke-- male character, who with the help of an older male character, goes and finds another male character pilot to help them infiltrate a small moon space ship full of male characters.

There are exactly TWO female speaking characters in A New Hope and one gets kriffed off to 'enhance male pain'.

Now, by nature of the story, Padme Amidala get shafted before she was even ever named or created -- Luke was raised by his aunt and uncle so something must have happened to his mother. She is 'unknown mother' defined only relationship with her son and then later to her husband.

It's not until the Phantom Menace when she gets her own storyline, that is little to non effected by her relationship to Anakin. She's a queen who has someone invade her planet, and with the help of two Jedi and the Gungan People, saves the day.

Anakin helps of course, by first winning them enough credits to get off tattooine, and second by blowing up the control ship, but both situations could be solved without Anakin. He becomes the unnecessary character-- his introducution is so low-key you don't realize the story is about him until Revenge of the Sith. He's a supporting side character in both Phantom Menace and Attack of the Clones.

Both prequel movies that don't feature Anakin as protagonist or antagonist are hated by a large majority of SW fans, and usually because of the crime of not being perfect. Jar Jar Binks is just as annoying as C-3PO imo, but because the protagonist of TPM is Padme Amidala, the movie is hated, as opposed to ANH which features Luke.

Padme's fate was written before she even had a chance to exist, and therefore has no agency. I've seen others label her as weak, pointless, lame, because she dies of a broken heart, 'oh why didn't she live for her children' SHE DIDN'T HAVE A CHOICE OKAY. George had already killed her by then, she can't live for her children when the author has decided otherwise. The nature of a prequel is it must narratively co-exist with the story already told. Padme must die or be removed from the picture so that Luke can be raised by his Aunt and Uncle. Anakin must fall to the Dark-Side so that he can be Darth Vader and do a heel-face turn at the end of ROTJ. the end has already been written. The beginning must fall in line.

Getting back on topic. Fathers are mentioned in The Mandalorian- which makes sense since it's about a Father and his Son. oh wait that's seems that's what Star Wars is about. Prequels were Anakin picking which father-figure he wanted to follow. Luke saving his Father. Din Djarin adopting a son with magic powers.

But Bo-Katan mentions her father TWICE and her sister doesn't even get a mention. Even though Bo was there at Satine's death, and the reason Bo left death watch and stood up to Maul. When Satine died, Mandalore split and fractured and any attempt of restoring mandalore just resulted in more fracturing and shattering.

In Obi-Wan Kenobi not mentioning Padme was criminal. The whole reason Anakin fell was to save her. Her daughter and son were featured prominently and her name didn't come up once besides two vague mentions.

SW needs to treat it's female characters better. Right now Leia is still the only one that's almost universally loved by the fans. Even Bo Katan has issues. By not acknowledging her past and mistakes and death watch , instead of making her a stronger character, the writers have made her weak. Making mistakes and learning from them and growing from them are what causes her to be relatable. So far, Mando S3 has been rushing her redemption process. They're having her reunite Mandalore, but she hasn't atoned or made up for her failings in the past.

It was her involvement in Death Watch that lead to her sisters death, and the writers essentially ignoring that and trying to hide it is lazy and the antithesis to character growth.

Part III - Disney's Anti- Prequel campaign.

The sequel trilogy… is problematic. While trying to emulate and give us the 'star wars' feeling again, all the films did was undermine the finale of the original trilogy.

What was Darth Vader's return to the light for if we're just going to bring back Palpatine? What was the point of Luke's rejection of the darkside and declaring himself a Jedi in the face of evil itself, if we're just going to have him become a hermit on a planet because he gave up? What was the point of the Alliance to Restore the Republic if we're just going to blow it up because it's corrupt?

The problem with trying to avoid the prequel trilogy is the sequel trilogy just became the prequel trilogy. Hear me out.

We have a corrupt Republic that is destroyed by an Empire. A Jedi student falls to the Dark Side and serves the Empire. A desert dwelling person with magical powers is told that they are the key to saving the galaxy. Am i talking about the Prequel Trilogy or the Sequel Trilogy?

The difference is the prequel trilogy was planned. From start to finish, no half baked retconning or switching directions (both original and sequel trilogies suffered from this) George Lucas had the entire prequels laid out. Their largest crime I believe is in writing/dialogue-- not the plot. It's complicated-- how does a republic turn into an empire? How does a Jedi Knight become a sith? How does the Jedi Order become extinct? Through War and Careful Planning. So while the prequels are not perfect, their world building brought much needed light and explanation to the Original Trilogy. It answered questions, but the answers were not what everyone liked.

They wanted the Republic to be conquered by an outside Empire, not for it to be one and the same. Fans wanted Anakin to be strong and heroic, and not a man who is crippled by self-doubt and his greatest failure is his greatest strength- his breath and depth of love.

The sequel trilogy should've been the struggle of not repeating the same mistakes. Of avoiding the past not repeating it. Of Luke not giving up and not becoming Obi-Wan. Of Han not becoming Qui-Gon Jinn or Ben Skywalker not becoming Darth Vader. Or Rey being her own self and not being Luke 2.0 aka finding out that her grandfather is evil just like Luke found out that his father was evil.

Star Wars is was the first to suffer from Disney's new nostalgia machine where live action play by play of beloved animated movies are created without souls; and sequels that are just the same story retold with the next generation. 'Happily Ever After The End' no longer exists, the hope of a happy ending destroyed with the next sequel announcement. Where does it end Disney? When you've wrung the last love and enjoyment out of your original titles? When consumers no longer go to the movies to see your new Frankenstein movie? When catering Fan Service is no longer profitable?

Disney's addiction to sequels and reboots found it's first home in Star Wars Sequel Trilogy and continues in the rest of the Star Wars universe. What is Boba Fett if not a sequel to Mandalorian? What is Ahsoka if not a sequel to Rebels? What is Obi-Wan Kenobi if not a sequel to the Prequel Trilogy? What is Andor if not a prequel to Rogue one?

The Mandalorian didn't start out that way. Was it in the same universe? yes and so by nature it makes it a sequel. But there were new original characters and an original story. Now it's become a sequel and a prequel; the connecting link instead of a stand alone.

So yes anon, Padme and Satine deserve better. But you know what? We deserve better too.

#star wars #shale.txt #rant #anti-disney #padme amidala #satine kryze #bo katan kryze #the mandalorian #anti sequel trilogy #anonymous #asked and answered #anon #sw meta #dave filoni #anti dave finilo #but also pro??? #anti bad batch

[thegeminisage]

ok! it's time for a ds9 update. last night we squeezed in "move along home" and "the nagus."

move along home (ds9):

i am Informed this is a divisive episode but honestly i had fun w it!!

nice 2 see jake always. every time jake is on screen w his dad sisko my best friend sisko get to exude good dad energy. love that.

like. please. he's gonna give jake the talk? at 14??? 14 is too late. he knows everything. also lmao the fact that nog there ferengi where women don't wear clothes told him everything. i'm choosing to ignore my annoyance with ferengis as a whole and find that funny because of sisko's reaction

reasonably funny antics between quark and odo here. i am getting a little tired of odo not getting anything to do besides flirt with quark, but then i have to remind myself that odo had an episode all to himself quite literally six episodes ago, it's just our insane watch order + bad batch and natla coming out that makes it feel longer to me

quark like screaming on his knees begging not to have to put someone to death when nbody was gonna die anyway was actually really funny, but i do like the nuance in his kneejerk reaction when he found out the pieces were people, which was to forsake pride and ask odo to play for him. he could have gotten defensive for the bit, which he did do later, but his first reaction was to be scared which is like completely normal and went a long way towards humanizing him in an otherwise VERY silly episode

my favorite moment of this episode, besides the part where they hotboxed the shap, was when those little balls of light were coming towards them and sisko was like FIND COVER and julian bashir, instead of finding cover, stood directly aainst the wall they were aiming at, ass first. and then died. i want that twink obliterated.png

the nagus (ds9):

thank you to whomstever warned me about this episode

it was not good and it did suck bad. i think this was the first real dud ds9 gave us (i'm not counting the q one cuz that was basically a tng episode in disguise). i feel like it would be sooo easy to walk back some of the really awful elements of the ferengi but instead of doing that we have chosen to crank them up to 11. sexism, antisemitism, etc etc...

my other problem is that. and before anyone gets mad i have a touch of faceblindness. I CANNOT TELL THOSE FERENGI APART. they gave two of the ferengi the same nose and i was totally lost trying to follow the plot.

quark holding the idiot ball. he's dumb in his own way because everyone on that space station is using their last brain cell but he's also very shrewd. so it just felt off. and again odo had nothing to do except flirt with him but that's a me problem

BUGS FOR DINNER. i hated this episode in more ways than one

THAT SAID. we finally got to see o'brien again! and shockingly i really really really really liked the b plot

i did go blind with rage when nog got pulled out of school. yes. but the rest of it.

first of all it's really funny that jake is running around with nog all the time and their families are both going DON'T!!! and sisko is like Oh No My Son Has Discovered Girls when there is every evidence he is even now discovering boys

SECONDLY sisko reminding o'brien that one day his adorable little three year old will be 14 and the light leaving o'brien's eyes

but my favorite part is that jake wasn't being late to curfew because he's a bad kid or falling under a bad influence. he's a GOOD kid doing an AWESOME thing. idk, it was really sweet that like, even when sisko was like "yeah racism's bad but with ferengi it's different" jake was like "is it? :/" and then went right on teaching his buddy how to read. and now he's earned dad's permission to hang out with nog finally. it was a fun little subplot that i didn't realize was going anywhere and then it did. a very pleasant surprise and kept the episode from being a complete drag.

also, dax coming it and daintily sampling sisko's soup or whatever, then deftly getting rid of sisko so she could help herself to a giant heap lmao. queen

anyway, even though that's definitely been the worst ds9 ep so far, it wasn't NEARLY as bad as some of tng's duds. i'm thinking specifically of "code of honor," "violations," etc. like it could have been so much worse. i'm not going to delude myself into thinking we're past all the clunkers just yet, but i was still expecting a solid hour of agony and what i got was not that. not good by any means but not tng. whew!

TONIGHT: "starship mine" and "lessons" from tng. thots and prayers🙏

#personal #star trek blogging #ds9 lb

[superectojazzmage]

A Handy Summary Of The Star Wars Franchise:

The Phantom Menace: Two hours of political babble interspersed with cool fights and annoying CGI characters. Introduced the world to George Lucas’s… interesting dialogue. Not as bad as you remember.

Attack Of The Clones: The real worst movie of the Prequel Trilogy. Obi-Wan Kenobi IS Philip Marlowe while Natalie Portman makes an admirable effort to act like she’s turned on by child murder. Worse then you remember.

Revenge Of The Sith: Depression - The Movie. The bad guy wins, the good guys are dead or turned to evil, the Galaxy falls to darkness, and the asthmatic cyborg will never get to finish his lightsaber collection.

A New Hope: The one that started it all. The heartwarming story of a himbo farmboy who joins a radical terrorist movement at the urging of an old man who says he’s a wizard. Really more of a framework and jumping off point then a real story, so everybody says they love it but don’t have much of anything to really say about it.

The Empire Strikes Back: Aw yeah, now we’re talking! The best of the mainline movies. The Rebels come out swinging and get their shit kicked in while James Earl Jones and Mark Hamill have a touching father-son reunion and Boba Fett steals the show. Not as shocking as it used to be considered because everyone copied it.

Return Of The Jedi: The OT movie everyone has mixed feelings about. The epic conclusion to George Lucas’s personal story in the setting, dragged down by the addition of hideous funk singers from my nightmares and militant Care Bears. According to Disney, nothing that happened in this one mattered btw!

The Force Awakens: Brace yourself for disappointment. J. J. Abrams blows up the Star Wars universe to get everything back to the “Empire Vs Rebels” status quo and set up his mystery boxes. Tricked you into thinking the Sequel Trilogy would passable.

The Last Jedi: Subverted your expectations that it would be good. Rian Johnson tries to salvage what Abrams did to the Star Wars universe and do something edgy and new, to severely mixed results. Luke Skywalker drinking alien titty milk was kept in but him mourning his brother-in-law’s death was cut as “unnecessary”.

The Rise Of Skywalker: Disney tries to stick the landing and breaks their legs instead. J. J. Abrams throws a shitfit over what Johnson did with his mystery boxes and torches the Star Wars universe down even more. Somehow… this movie is not good. How is this possible? Dark business, corporatizing, secrets only the Mouse knew.

Rogue One: Everybody’s dead, Jim. The Dirty Dozen if it was set in the Star Wars universe. A giant continuity filler manages to be infinitely better then the entire Sequel Trilogy.

Solo: Now the story of the smuggler who lost everything and the acclaimed director who had to film his origin story. It’s Solo Development. The tragically underrated and unlucky one, guilty of nothing but being released at a bad time and quite good removed from that.

Droids/Ewoks: Ah, yes. “Droids and Ewoks”, the first two Star Wars television series made back in the 80s, of generally poor quality and so painfully divorced from the Star Wars aesthetic that nobody acknowledges their cursed existence. We have dismissed that claim.

Clone Wars Microseries: The real first Star Wars TV show. Genndy Tartakovsky makes one of the most kickass cartoons ever in one of the most limited time frames ever. General Grievous gave you nightmares as a kid.

The Clone Wars: “This is for kids?” - The Series. The sprawling, epic story of a failing decadent government’s final days, occasionally interjected with painfully out of place juvenile comic relief. One of the big reasons for the Prequel Trilogy’s salvaged reputation.

The Bad Batch: Immediately after the Clone Wars, a crack commando unit was persecuted by the Empire. These men promptly escaped to the galactic underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them... maybe you can hire The Bad Batch.

Tales Of The Jedi Cartoon: Dave Filoni wants to get those unmade Clone Wars episodes finished and he WILL goddammit! Totally dickteased you by making you think it would be a TOTJ adaptation.

Rebels: The wacky, fanciful, fun-filled story of a terrorist cell waging guerrilla warfare on a tyrannical fascist government. Fights an uphill battle to meet the standard set by Clone Wars, and ultimately succeeds.

The Mandalorian: Dave Filoni and Jon Favreau show Abrams and Johnson how it’s done, God bless them. Pedro Pascal is sent on an epic quest to recreate “Lone Wolf and Cub” using a Yoda-themed Cabbage-Patch Kids doll. Meanwhile, the Mandalorians continue to uphold their most important cultural tradition; hating other Mandalorians.

The Book Of Boba Fett: They fucked with the wrong Māori! Boba Fett tries to become a crime lord but accidentally becomes a civic planner instead, while also going on drug trips and learning the ways of the proud “Native American Metaphor” people. Probably not what you expected it to be, but not necessarily in a bad way.

Ahsoka: Ahsoka and Sabine’s Excellent Adventure. Lucafilm decides to finally resolve plot threads from Rebels over a decade later. Tremble in fear as Rosario Dawson makes the women in your life question their sexuality.

Obi-Wan Kenobi: Live footage of Obi-Wan aging terribly due to the stress of his awful life and getting sassed by little girl Leia. Meanwhile, the Inquisitors have some office drama. Shockingly weak despite a lovely premise and some great performances. Tremble in fear as Ewan MacGregor makes the men in your life question their sexuality.

Andor: Disney starts scraping the bottom of the barrel for Star Wars spin-off ideas. Nevermind this show fucking slaps. A treat for all those fans who wanted more dark, gritty Star Wars. Sex becomes canon to the Star Wars universe as Cassian Andor re-enacts Ocean’s Eleven and some more Imperial office drama leaves numerous people dead.

Resistance: The crappy Sequel Trilogy equivalent of Clone Wars and Rebels. Shows great potential but is hobbled at every possible turn, fails utterly to mature, and ends with a whimper. At least the animation’s nice.

The Holiday Special: THIS DIDN’T HAPPEN.

Dawn Of The Jedi: The painfully obscure origin story of the Jedi Order and the chronologically earliest Star Wars story. Both more and less interesting then you would think.

Tales Of The Jedi: The awesome as fuck and woefully underrated comics that form the backbone of the whole Star Wars universe. Civil wars, tragic falls from grace, hot Sith-On-Sith action, crazy battle sequences, great characters, and a surprising amount of busting ghosts. What more could you want?

KOTOR Comic: John Jackson-Miller bridges the gap between Tales and Knights using the most pathetic failure of a Jedi ever and his quest to not get murdered for bad grades. None of the characters are who you think they’re supposed to be, except when they are.

Knights Of The Old Republic: You were Space Hitler all along and you didn’t even know! Now redeem yourself by completing side quests and beating up your disabled former friend… or screw that and use Force Persuade to bully people into giving you free stuff. BioWare makes the best Star Wars game ever and ever amen.

Knights Of The Old Republic II - The Sith Lords: Winner of both the “Unnecessarily Long Title” and the “Tragically Unfinished But Released Anyways” awards. Drew Karpyshan’s adventurous writing is replaced with Chris Avellone’s edgy nihilism. An annoying old shrew badgers you to question things while never letting you question her ever. APATHY IS DEATH.

The Old Republic: Post-EA BioWare begins their long and glorious history of shitting on their legacy by refusing to make KOTOR 3 and instead producing a Titantic-shaped MMO that inexplicably did NOT sink and die. Enjoy it for what it is, just don’t regard it as canon for your own sanity.

Knight Errant: A Jedi becomes a social activist in Sith Space. Kinda cool comics and books set between the Old Republic era and Darth Bane. Could’ve bloomed into something more interesting but Disney hates fun.

Darth Bane: A based and red-pilled Sith Lord decides the other Sith are doing it wrong and sets out to do it right. An entire novel trilogy built out of a character and backstory detail that didn’t even make the final script of Phantom Menace, and it’s awesome.

The High Republic: Novels and comics about the Jedi spending their glory days fighting evil plants and a bunch of a anarchist rednecks who know hyperspace magic. Still finding it’s feet but wins lots of points for creativity.

Darth Plagueis: A sweet old evil wizard gets backstabbed by his apprentice after getting shit-faced. Probably one of the most important novels.

Open Seasons: Jango Fett’s Life Fucking Sucks - The Comic Book. Contains vital lore for the Mandalorians which Disney took over a decade to acknowledge.

Jedi Apprentice: The prequel to the Prequels. Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan squeeze as many quirky stories as they can into the timeframe right before Phantom Menace.

Starfighter: A pair of great flight sim games set in the Prequel Era. Play as a various mercenaries, soldiers, and privateers and engage in direct action against Space Amazon the Trade Federation. You WILL love Nym.

Bounty Hunter: Jango Fett battles criminals, monsters, fallen Jedi, Mr. Krabs, and annoying level design in this sweet video game tie-in to Attack Of The Clones. Have fun getting distracted chasing after side targets!

Republic Comics: Quinlan Vos is a loose cannon Jedi who doesn’t play by the rules! Also, lots and lots of war crimes happen. One of the few EU works to be fully endorsed by Lucas himself but surprisingly (and undeservedly) obscure despite it.

Republic Commando: SWAT but way cooler because it’s Star Wars. Your tactics will confuse and frighten your men. There’s some supplementary novels too, if you feel like listening to Karen Traviss bitch about the Jedi and suck Mandalorian cock for several hours.

Battlefront: Call Of Duty but way cooler because it’s Star Wars. Watch out for those wrist rockets!!!!

Empire At War: StarCraft but way cooler because it’s Star Wars. Have fun making rancors eat people.

The Force Unleashed: God Of War but… well, it WISHES it was cooler because it’s Star Wars. Fun gameplay is held back by a completely ridiculous story resembling a terrible fanfic that is so embarrassing its barely considered canon, if it is all (it usually is not).

Purge: Rubbing the salt into the wounds of Order 66, starring Darth Vader!

Dark Times: That title ain’t a fucking joke. A Jedi struggles to keep his morals in one of the darkest, bleakest, edgiest Star Wars comics ever written. Seriously, this will give you depression.

Jedi - Fallen Order: The Dark Souls of Star Wars. Cameron Monaghan gets his ass kicked by Oogdo Bogdo so you can get that new poncho.

Vader Immortal: Battle Darth Vader himself with the power of a gimmicky thousand-dollar VR video game accessory that almost nobody owns!

Han Solo Trilogy: The ORIGINAL secret, depressing origin story of Han Solo. If you don’t feel like reading books you can just watch Solo, it’s basically just a distilled version of this.

Marvel’s Star Wars Comics: Comes in two flavors: batshit crazy 80s-era Marvel or bland and worthless 2010s-eras Marvel! At least they do great reprints.

Splinter Of The Mind’s Eye: A really really really weird early novel. Notable for being one of the first EU works and for the copious amounts of accidental incest-shipping.

Tie Fighter/X-Wing: Simulate being a pilot in the Star Wars universe, complete with getting killed by Darth Vader for minor mistakes.

Empire/Rebellion Comics: A cool and underrated little pair of comics depicting the day to day of the war between the Rebels and Empire.

Agent Of The Empire: SECRET AAAAGENT MAN! SECRET AAAAGENT MAN! James Bond comics in the Star Wars universe.

Shadows Of The Empire: Is is a comic, a video game, a book, or a toyline? The answer is yes. Important mostly for how it helped establish how the Star Wars EU could actually function.

Aftermath/Shattered Empire: Disney’s clumsy, boring attempt to make their own Post-ROTJ canon and justify the Sequel Trilogy that will be subsequently contradicted by the Sequel Trilogy itself. Roundly ignored by just about everyone aside from Cobb Vanth and periodic vague token mentions of Operation: Cinder as a thing that happened we guess.

X-Wing Rogue Squadron: Michael Stackpole sends Wedge Antilles and his merry men out onto zany, continuity-fixing misadventures and ends up creating the Chad Fel Empire that makes the Virgin New Republic look bad. Comes in comic, book, and video game forms for easy consumption!

Crimson Empire: One of those Amogus-looking red guys that follows the Emperor around takes center stage and surprises you by being totally awesome.

Squadrons: Disney’s discount version of the X-Wing/Tie Fighter games, but now with an immersive first-person perspective and a yawn-inducing story.

Luke Skywalker And The Shadows Of Mindor: The awesome novel everyone forgets. Matthew Stover fixes Star Wars continuity by pitting Luke Skywalker against his mightiest enemy yet; bad fanfiction.

The Thrawn Trilogy: The REAL Sequel Trilogy. We got military competence and clones all up in this joint! Timothy Zahn sets a standard that future Star Wars will constantly struggle to meet. You WILL root for Thrawn.

Dark Empire: Somehow… Palpatine has returned several decades before Disney did it. Generally viewed with withering contempt by everyone, which makes one wonder why Disney copied it so much over the rest of Legends. Surprisingly not the worst thing looking back.

Dark Forces Saga: KOTOR’s main competitor for title of “Best Star Wars Games”. Kyle Katarn and Jaden Korr spend four increasingly awesome video games torturing stormtroopers with the Force, solving frustrating puzzles, and busting ghosts.

The New Rebellion: Another awesome novel everyone forgets. Luke Skywalker fights one of his students turned evil. That, uh, happens a lot.

Young Jedi Knights: A fun little series of novels about the Skywalker kids becoming real Jedi, and also war crimes. Yet another example of what people WANTED the Sequel Trilogy to be.

Hand Of Thrawn: Weekend At Bernie’s, Star Wars edition, guest-starring psychic furries. Timothy Zahn sits down the EU writers class and shows them how writing for Star Wars is done.

Union: Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade get hitched and promptly get caught up in an international incident proving once and for all the power of the Skywalker Gene.

New Jedi Order: The Star Wars universe is invaded by Warhammer 40K rejects in the epic novel series that breaks all the rules, for better or for worse. Of variable quality for large stretches but ultimately settles down on being pretty awesome, if overly dark at times.

Dark Nest Trilogy: The Jedi fight a bunch of evil bugs. It exists, and that’s about all it has going for it.

Legacy Of The Force: Jacen Solo’s No Good, Very Bad Fall To The Dark Side. Has WILDY varying quality and is mostly just the nightmarish location of a huge spat amongst some of Legends’s writers. Still not as bad as Dark Nest and has some cool bits sprinkled in here and there. But really, you’re better off just skipping to FOTJ.

Fate Of The Jedi: The Jedi and Republic battle corrupt politicians, Cthulhu, and the backwoods yokel version of the Sith in the real sequel to NJO. Things get back on track after the disaster that was LOTF. Deeply flawed in some respects, but ultimately pretty good and a fitting finale for the Post-OT era.

Legacy: The spectacular chronologically final story. Politics, war, redemption, and Cade Skywalker getting high off his ass on deathsticks in the grand final battle between the Jedi and Sith.

Visions: Star Wars finally achieves its lifelong goal of becoming a kawaii as fuck anime. It’s an anthology so quality is all over the place.

Infinities: What If… Star Wars had a terrible ripoff of Marvel’s “What If…?” comics?

Tag And Bink: Abbot And Costello Meet Darth Vader.

LEGO Star Wars: Your childhood comfort food. Spend countless hours of non-canon fun killing Lego Jar Jar and trying to find all the goddamn unlockables.

Legends Canon: The original continuity. Free and experimental but wildly inconsistent at times.

Disney Canon: The new continuity. Relatively consistent but often stifled, bland, and overly-safe.

Your Personal Canon: The only real continuity.

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[scapegrace74-blog]

The Man from Black Water, Chapter 16

A/N  Alright, we’re moving into the home stretch, but first, someone really needs to give Murtagh a bath.  Plus, Hamlet needs to be found.  Whoever is up to the task? Previous chapters are available on my AO3 page.

“It isna bad, a goistidh.  A far cry from the gutrot ye usually make.”

Jamie and Murtagh sat in the shelter of the older man’s wagon, three booted legs extended towards a blazing fire.  Nearby, the River Ericht burbled ceaselessly.  The night was cold enough to see one’s breath, but the peaty whisky Murtagh poured into their tin cups more than compensated.

“Do ye still have the bottles I gave ye?” Murtagh inquired.

“Aye.  I havena had the chance tae see about selling them.”

Murtagh rose stiffly and hopped to the cart, sliding out a wooden crate that clanked as he made his way back to the fire.

“Take them wi’ ye tae Dundee,” he advised, pushing the crate of bottles against Jamie’s thigh.  “They willna be enough fer the lass’ dowry, but t’will give ye a good beginning.”

“Now hold on…” Jamie began to protest, knowing his godfather lived on next to nothing and had worked most of his life to produce this first batch of decent whisky.  Murtagh held up a hand to forestall Jamie’s protests.

“Yer father and I built tha’ still t’gether.  Twas he that brought the copper pot o’er the pass from Braemar. As his only heir, that makes ye a full partner.”

Jamie shook his head, moved once again by his godfather’s practical but heartfelt generosity.  He knew from experience that there was no point in further protest, so he simply took another drink, enjoying the smoky burn in the back of his throat.  It really was quite tolerable stuff.

“Ye reckon there’s enough profit tae split twa ways?” he teased, leaning over the crate and counting nine bottles of various sizes.

“Better drink up,” the old man advised.  “Could be all yet get from the partnership.”

The next morning the two men rolled into Dundee, having decided to sell the whisky together so Murtagh could stock up on provisions before the winter.   Instead of steering the cart towards the nearest tavern, Jamie guided them instead to a filthy alley that smelled of piss.

“What are ye up tae, lad?  We need tae sell this liquor afore the law gets wind o’ what we’re about and locks us both up.”

Jamie asked for five minutes of forebearance, dismounted Donas and trotted away.  Not three minutes later he was back with second wooden crate, this one full of clean glass containers, identical and empty.

“Are ye daft, boy?” Murtagh lamented.  “We already had jars an’ now ye’ve gone and spent profits we dinna have…”

Murtagh broke off as he watched Jamie carefully decant the whisky into the new bottles.  Because of their uniform size, they now had twelve bottles, not nine.  The old man grunted in acknowledgement.  Not quite done with surprising his godfather, Jamie then brandished a pen.  Lips pursed in concentration, his bold cursive soon adorned the plain label on each bottle.  Murtagh picked up the nearest bottle and examined it.  Watching his godfather out of the corner of his eye, Jamie saw his face go slack.  

Sassenach Whisky

Glen Isla, Perthshire

1885

 The dual meaning of the name had come to Jamie the previous night as they sat in quiet companionship beneath the stars.  A Sassenach woman had inspired Murtagh’s foray into spirit making.  God willing, her Sassenach daughter would benefit from the result.

“Now we dinna have tae hide from the excisemen,” Jamie said once he had returned the pen to the owner of the mercantile store.  “An’ we can charge more fer each bottle.”

“We may make a whisky smuggler o’ ye yet, lad,” Murtagh said with pride.

***

The following night the two men once again sat at their camp by the Ericht, considerably cleaner and well-fed.  The whisky enterprise had netted them five pounds each, more money than Jamie made in a month as a labourer.  He’d insisted they spend one night in a hotel, where Murtagh had been introduced to the unaccounted joy of indoor plumbing with heated water.  Jamie had been concerned he might have to forcibly remove the old man from the tub, so intense was his delight.  With a trimmed beard and freshly laundered clothes, he was barely recognizable.

“Ye’ll be awright?” he asked for the third time, concerned for his godfather’s welfare all alone during a Highland winter.  Normally Henry or Jamie would look in on him every few weeks, always disguising their purpose with a semi-plausible excuse of needing the old man’s advice or some implement from his assortment of tools.

“I’ve been lookin’ after myself since afore ye were in nappies, lad.  Dinna fash,” Murtagh repeated his standard answer.

Jamie opened his mouth to retort, but a snapping branch sent him to his feet, eyes peering into the darkness.

“Dinna listen tae him, lad,” the darkness spoke.  “He loves it when folk fuss o’er him.  Fair glories in it.”

The lean form of Hugh Munro stepped out from between the trees, his features menacing as they caught the firelight and at odds with his hearty laugh.

“Thought I would find ye here,” he spoke as he shook Jamie’s hand. “Lookin’ up at yon mountains.”

“The only hame I’ll e’er ken,” Jamie confirmed, feeling the twist of homesickness in his gut.  If it weren’t for Claire and his promise to make Lallybroch suitable for her, he’d be up in the vales and glens already.

“Shouldna ye be leagues from here, Munro?” Murtagh groused as he slid over to make room next to the fire.  “There’s no cattle here for ye tae drove.”

“I’m headin’ back tae Netherton,” the wayfarer confirmed. Jamie leaned forward, suddenly much more interested in what the man had to say.  “An’ tis no’ cattle I’ll be searching fer, but a horse.”

“What?” the two other men spoke as one.   Hugh explained that Beauchamp’s prized colt had been set free, and now a call had gone out across the county for men willing to ride out and recover him.

“I reckoned ye might want tae join us,” he directed at Jamie.

The young Scot scoffed.  “I’m no’ sucker fer punishment.”

“Tis a shame,” Munro said philosophically.  “Beauchamp is sayin’ twas ye that set the horse free.”

“What!” Murtagh exclaimed.

“Me?  An’ ye expect me tae come tae his aid?  Tis askin’ too much o’ a man.”

Murtagh and Munro exchanged a significant look over the young man’s copper curls.

“Man, ye say?” Murtagh questioned.

“Tis what my faither raised me tae be,” Jamie replied petulantly.

“They say ye’re good wi’ a horse,” Munro interjected.  “What do ye do when one bucks ye off.”

“Ye dinna let it get the better o’ ye,” Jamie retorted with no little heat.  “Ye get right back on.”

Hugh Munro nodded sagely.  Jamie sighed, realizing he’d been beaten by his own words.

“Beauchamp willna want me anywhere near his… property,” he voiced one last feeble objection, not happy with the prospect of seeing Claire again before he had made good on his promise.

“Let me worry about that, lad,” Munro reassured him.

***

The Netherton stableyard was abuzz with the bodies of several dozen men and their horses, all milling about and speaking in raised voices. Into the centre of the crowd rode Henry Beauchamp.

“Gentlemen, I thank you for answering my summons.  As you know, my two-year old colt, Hamlet out of Masquerade, was nefariously freed the night before last.  Tracks show him fleeing into the hills.  Now, I’ve sent out scouts who will signal at the first sign…”

Henry tapered off as Hugh Munro cantered up.

“Munro, thank you for coming.”  The Highlander acknowledged the Englishman with a nod, but Henry Beauchamp’s attention was drawn by another figure approaching on horseback.

“What the devil is that outlaw doing here.  Come to inspect his handiwork, I suppose,” Henry muttered.   “Dougal!  I want that man off my property!”

Before the foreman could dispatch his orders, Hugh Munro spoke up.

“If he had done it, he wouldna be here.”

“You don’t really believe that…”

“I asked him along.”

“You did what?” the landlord asked in shock.

“I want him along,” Munro insisted.

Henry Beauchamp shook his head in disbelief.  “Have it your way, Munro.  He’ll dig his own grave.”

Without wasting any more time, the Englishman rose up on his stirrups and shouted to the crowd.

“There will be a reward, to be distributed amongst you as you see fit, once the colt has been recovered.  One hundred pounds!”

A roar went up from the assembled riders.  They turned as one and rushed to be the first down the narrow lane.

Jamie held Donas back, knowing there was no point in exhausting him this early in the chase.  A slight figure in a simple daydress made her way across the yard to where they stood.

“You’ll be careful?” Claire asked, one hand resting on his knee.

“Aye, Sassenach.  Dinna fash. I ken my way around the Highlands blindfolded,” he reassured her with a smile.

“It’s not the Highlands I’m worried about.  Dougal and his crew would do anything my father asked, without question.”

Jamie realized she had a point, but he felt confident in his ability to avoid sabotage.  He glanced towards the road, where the cloud of dust kicked up by so many horses was moving steadily away.

“Here,” Claire urged.  “Take these.”  Into his outstretched palm, she dropped three sugar cubes.

“Rollo, guard yer mistress,” he commanded his dog, and with a cheeky smile he cantered down the lane.

#my writing #outlander #fanfiction

[gospelofme]

Okay so I finally watched the last episode of The Bad Batch. This can go one of two ways.

Tech is dead or Tech is alive (but obviously injured)

Tech is dead

This could’ve been a legit self sacrifice by Tech in keeping with the significance of Plan 99. Clone 99 sacrificed himself to give his brothers a chance. Clone Force 99 is an homage to him.

This could be an important lesson for Omega. That someone would sacrifice himself for someone or people that he cared about, in an effort to protect them. Tech had the strength to make that decision. He loved her and his brothers enough to cut his connection to the railcar, thereby giving them a chance to live.

She can be sad, she can mourn his loss, but she can also honor it. She can use that chance he gave her to carry on the fight. She can remember that choice he made. It would’ve been the hardest choice, and the easiest. Hard because self-preservation is human nature, instinct would’ve told him NOT to shoot the connection. Easy because his brothers would have an opportunity to escape vs certain death for all of them. He calculated the odds and made the best decision. He embodied 99.

Tech is alive (but injured)

It is possible that Tech is alive. We’ve seen Echo survive being blown up in a ship. Hell, Gregor got blown up by a shit ton of Rhydonium and he’s okay (mostly). It’s possible that Tech was able to get into the railcar as it came closer to him while falling. Perhaps he was able to get inside and it protected him. This is valid since it protected the rest of the group when it jumped the track and busted through the stone wall. It was going at a very high speed and still provided some protection. Granted they were all injured but alive. Also, we have a ton of what could be cloud cover or mist (this is an alien planet after all), so we don’t know exactly how far of a fall he sustained.

Another point I use to justify Tech being alive is Hemlock’s own words. He gave Hunter back Tech’s goggles saying that was all he could salvage. Hemlock is all about experimentation and clones. I don’t see him just finding the goggles and giving up. I see that as being all he could find because there was nothing else. No armor, no body. Again, Echo’s helmet survived an explosion. Tech’s would’ve survived a fall. If he was indeed dead and gone, I can see Hemlock presenting Hunter with Tech’s helmet instead. That would drive the point home to both Hunter and the audience. Tech’s goggles are broken, they’re likely useless to him now, so why bother keeping them. It’s very likely he just discarded them.

We don’t know what all Plan 99 entails. It could be legit self-sacrifice. But it also could be something else completely. With the other plans, they either explain what they are or we can see what they are when they execute them. We don’t get that here. We just get “Plan 99”. The way Wrecker reacts when Tech says this does seem very impactful. And he is upset when they’re at Cid’s. Hunter and Echo are upset as well, Echo even isolating himself in the ship (he had said he didn’t like being secluded). So it’s possible that self-sacrifice was indeed Tech’s goal BUT he ends up living anyways.

Last thoughts

I honestly don’t know how I feel about either option. I like the character, he’s great! But I also feel like his sacrifice was important. It was like when Fives died. It sucked. It hurt. BUT it ended up being the catalyst for Kix to investigate independently. Rex filed his report which confirmed he wasn’t sure that Fives was crazy. He told Ahsoka to “Find Fives” before the chip took over which ultimately led to her to that report he had filed, thus saving his life and uncovering the reason for the chips. That discovery enabled the chips to be removed in other clones as well. None of that would’ve happened if Fives hadn’t died. So his death was impactful.

If they go the route of “he sacrificed himself with the understanding he wouldn’t survive, but he was okay with this because his team would escape…but we ended up not actually killing him off”, then I feel like it cheapens his intentions. But they did that with Gregor, so perhaps they’ll do that with Tech as well. I’d be okay with it as long as it makes sense and it was all part of a larger end goal.

#star wars #the clone wars #star wars the clone wars #the bad batch echo #the bad batch tech #the bad batch omega #the bad batch hunter #the bad batch wrecker #sw tbb #star wars tbb #the bad batch crosshair #the bad batch #clone commando gregor #captain rex #order 66 #ahsoka tano

[bruinhilda]

There seems to be fuckery afoot.

So, Dad's on an opioid. He has chronic leg pain due to various issues. But this means he has to do a periodic drug screen. It's a COMPLETE pain in the ass, because he's incontinent. I finally managed to get him in with backup shorts and everything, he managed to do the test with only a little piss on his shorts, I got him changed, done, right?

Except on Friday, right before all the other crap happened, I got a call telling me that his test was completely negative for any opioid use.

He's taking them DAILY. He took one three hours before the trip to the lab!

Since he ended up in the ER, they did the drug screening again there. I just checked; the results are negative again. It looks like he's not taking any of them.

Except I personally give them to him. I *know* he's taking them.

While he was in the ER, I put the leftover from his previous bottle, and today after he was home, I gave him one from the latest batch instead.

He got...a lot fuzzier mentally than he's been in the last few weeks. He got over that quickly, meaning it's not sepsis setting in again.

So I'm going to take both bottles in on Monday, and ask if they can be tested. If he hasn't been taking actual Oxy this last month, well one, a crime may have been committed, and that's bad. But it would also mean he came off the opioid merry-go-round without problems, AND HE CAN STOP TAKING THEM. That would be a very good thing, because I *know* this has not been helping his memory issues.

But again, that means there might be fuckery going on in the pharmacy or with the supplier. And to the staff, it probably looks like Dad's selling his meds instead of taking them. And that makes me sick to my stomach. We have so much going wrong lately, we don't need the stress of either being mixed up in a police investigation, or him losing meds he actually needs because it's somehow not coming out in his pee. I'm honestly not sure which would be worse.