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anikymation · 1 year
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Regret!Sans - fake screenshot
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jedi-lothwolf · 1 month
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Febuwhump Day 10: Killing in self defense
Fandom: The Bad Batch.
Warning: Cannon typical violence and character death.
Summary: The regs never liked the batch but Tech didn't think they would try to kill him for being different.
Note: This takes place before the war. They are teenagers.
    Regs had always hated clone force 99. They started to think they always would. That didn't bother the group of clones anymore. The cruel treatment that the 'defective' clone reserved from people who were supposed to be their brothers, never seemed to stop.
    It was a beautiful day in Kamino. One of the few they had since it was always raining. The sky was a pretty shade of blue. So to make the most of the day, and because Hunter wanted him to get some fresh air if he was going to keep reading, Tech went outside. He didn't regret his choice, even if it was slightly chilly. It may have been a nice day but that didn't mean the wind wouldn't be blowing.
    Whispers seemed to follow the batch. It made sense, at least in Tech's mind. The regs would not be used to seeing people who were different then them. They were defective in the regs eyes. People tended to be scared of the unknown and they were beings that confused the others.
    Tech didn't blame them for being nervous around them. He did however blame them for the treatment they gave them. It was unfair. Even if he understood where it came from, they didn't deserve it.
     Sitting against a wall near the side of the city, Tech read up on the different species of fish that were native to Kamino. It was fascinating to learn just how many there were.
"Oh look!" A slightly older reg laughed. "It's a member of the sad batch!"
"Yeah!" The other two clones that were with him agreed. Tech ignored them. He had fish to read up on.
"Should we show him where he belongs?" The leader smirked. The other two boys nodded and they started to walk towards him.
"Can I help you?" Tech finally asked.
"Grab him!" The older boy ordered. So the other two went to.
Sighing, Tech slid his data pad further into the deck and ducked under them. Standing, he turned around. He didn't want to find out 'where he belonged'. As soon as he turned his back on the boys, they grabbed him. "Let go of me" Tech said as he kicked at them.
They took him closer to the side. Wiggling his way out of there arms, Tech once more tried to escape. This time the older boy tripped him. He fell to the metal. Fixing his goggles, Tech turned around and went to get up. Instead a harsh kick met his side. He cried out in pain and tried to move away from them. "Leave me alone" he begged.
They didn't stop. It started with the kick to the side, but it's didn't stop there. They forced him from the ground and continued to beat him. Tech wasn't helpless, he was just weaker. Knowing how to beat them was what he was supposed to be good at. However the fear and pain kept him from thinking straight.
When the shoved Tech to the ground, he was bloody and bruised. Every part of him hurt. It was a nice day. So why wasn't anyone around? Why was he alone? It had been a nice day and weather wise, it still was.
The leader of the group motioned from the other two to hold him. They picked him up. The clone grabbed Tech's bruised face. ""Someone should have put you down a long time ago, defect."
True fear filled Tech's heart as the regs threw him to the side. The metal burned him as he just barely grabbed the side of the deck. A foot came down on his fingers and suddenly he was just handing on by one hand. Fearful tears fell from his eyes, gathering in his googles. He grabbed the leg of the older clones who had stomped on his hand and pulled himself up.
When the reg grabbed a large piece of metal from the landing zone and tried to hit him with it, Tech kicked his knee in from the ground. The clone lost his balance and fell to the deck. Then, Tech forced him off the side of the city, dooming him to a watery demise. He listened to the clone scream as he fell then they all heard the splash as he fell in the water.
"You just fucking killed him!" The regs took a step back. "Murderer!" They screamed at him.
"He was going to kill me." Tech breathed. Taking off his googles, he set them beside him. The clones kept stepping back.
There was a dead child in the water. A man Tech had killed. Yes, he had to. Yes, he was going to die if he hadn't. But that didn't change the fact that he had just killed an adolescent. Tech started to breathe harder then he was before. He had just killed someone.
Hunter ran out to his brother. He first tried to make sure he was okay. Crosshair and Wrecker stepped in-between the two groups. "I was walking around and heard what was going on. I got here as soon as I could. Are you okay?"
"He murdered Jimmy!" The clone on the left yelled. Wrecker looked back at Tech.
"Yeah sure" Crosshair scoffed.
"Get out of here!" Wrecker demanded, shoving one of the boys. They ran away from the scene. "They shouldn't be bothering you anymore.
It was silent other than the crashing of waves and Tech's sobs. "What happened?" Hunter asked.
But Tech couldn't talk. No words come out. He tried to explain but trying to talk seemed impossible. So instead they sat there. Hunter held Tech as he grappled with what he had done.
The oldest boy looked up from his place on the ground. They were 14 yet they already had to defend themselves from people who wanted them dead. That wasn't supposed to happen for at least four more years or whenever the war was to start.
What a way to live. What a waste of childhood.
@febuwhump
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galacticlemons · 9 months
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Name Aesthetic: Regs/Regulus
requested by: anon
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redgitanako · 5 months
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Pet names
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rausule · 8 months
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Kemono REGS munisipaliteit
Munna_sapele au mala sa Molau.
Moirì massa'uè kemono, molaudissi.
Die c. Kemono REGS van comune is 'n plaaslike openbare liggaam, met statutêre, regulatoriese, organisatoriese en finansiële outonomie.
Wetgewende basis
Die Grondwet verwys na c. beide in die fundamentele beginsels (art. 5), wat verklaar dat die Republiek «plaaslike outonomie erken en bevorder; implementeer die wydste administratiewe desentralisasie in die dienste wat van die Staat afhanklik is; pas die beginsels en metodes van sy wetgewing aan by die behoeftes van outonomie en desentralisasie», beide in titel V van deel II, gewysig deur l. konst. 3/2001, waarin die outonomiebeginsel van art. 5 word opgeneem en geartikuleer. In die besonder titel V, wat voorheen grootliks aan die regulering van die Streke gewy is, nadat die voorgenoemde hervorming verwys na c. in verskillende reëlings. Die kuns. 114 lys die c. onder die entiteite wat toegerus is met outonomie wat die Republiek saamstel met hul eie statute en bevoegdhede en met regulerende bevoegdhede met betrekking tot die organisasie en uitvoering van die funksies wat aan hulle opgedra is (Artikel 117, paragraaf 6). Die kuns. 118 skryf ook toe aan c. administratiewe funksies, tensy, om hul eenheidsuitoefening te verseker, dit op 'n hoër vlak van regering toegeken word (paragraaf 1). Die vorige stelsel is dus radikaal gewysig, gebaseer op die parallelisme tussen wetgewende magte en administratiewe magte, wat administratiewe funksies aan die streke verleen het in aangeleenthede onderhewig aan eksklusiewe wetgewing, wat gewoonlik die uitoefening daarvan deur die plaaslike liggame in die vooruitsig stel. Met die hervorming van titel V is die uitoefening van administratiewe funksies oor die algemeen toegeskryf aan die superintendente, wat ook houers van beide hul eie funksies is, wat nie aan die hoërvlak-instelling opgedra kan word nie (nie eers om hul eenheidsuitoefening te verseker nie). en funksies wat deur staats- en streekwetgewing verleen word (art. 118, ko. 2).
Die nuwe formulering van die kuns. 119 het ook duidelik gemaak dat die c., sowel as die provinsies, metropolitaanse stede en streke, finansiële outonomie van inkomste en uitgawes het, outonome hulpbronne en hul eie bates het, hul eie belasting en inkomste vestig, aandele in die inkomste van inkomste het. belasting vir die deel wat aan hul grondgebied toegeskryf kan word en kan slegs tot skuld wend om beleggingskoste te finansier.
Ten slotte, die art. 120, co. 2, het die plaasvervangende magte van die regering gereguleer, wat die organe van die c. – volgens prosedures deur die wet omskryf en met inagneming van die beginsels van subsidiariteit en lojale samewerking – in die geval van nie-nakoming van interne en gemeenskapsregulasies en internasionale verdrae, of van ernstige gevaar vir openbare veiligheid en sekuriteit, of wanneer om die noodsaaklike vlakke van dienste rakende burgerlike en sosiale regte.
Dr De Beer
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jegulus-till1die · 10 months
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“the marauders got the teenage years the golden trio couldn’t and the golden trio got the adulthood the marauders couldn’t get”
STFU😭😭😭😭
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siriuslygay1981 · 5 months
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Sirius- Am I being annoying?
Remus- Are you aware that my heart is trying to crawl out of my chest to get to you?
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fence-time · 5 months
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Enamoured by Skizz’s enderman <3
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nyxstherapy · 5 months
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*texting*
james: HI regulus: hey james: HOW ARE YOU regulus: good, but why are you texting in capital? james: YOU SAID THAT YOU HATE SMALL TALK SO I MADE IT BIG JUST FOR YOU james: REG? james: LOVE james: WHY AREN'T YOU REPLYING regulus: james, this is pandora, reg is currently crying, i think you broke him
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leona-florianova · 3 months
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Guards..
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npr9fdgjowtx · 1 year
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ecstarry · 1 month
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*Sirius introducing Reg to James*
James: Cute kid.
Sirius: Don't let looks deceive you. He's a little demon.
James: An adorable demon.
credit @prompts-in-a-barrel
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jedi-lothwolf · 1 year
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A Month of Whump Day 1: Environmental
Fandom: Star Wars The Bad Batch
Warning: violence
Summary: Hunter takes a few regs to scout the area around a recovered base. What will happen when they are caught in a rock slide?
    Hunter had been sent with some regs to scout the surroundings around the Republic base the battalion had just reclaimed. The other batch members were to stay back to help where needed. The sergeant heard the rocks before the others. Warning them they all tried to get out of the way. Pieces of the land crashed down on top of them.
    Hunter moved from under a thin layer of rock and mub. He escaped to the outside of the tomb. Sitting on the cold ground he started at the rocks. Had anyone survived? After a moment he was able to find the sound of labored breathing. The pain in his wrist already told him he was on his own for now. There was only one thing left to do; dig. 
    The rocks were slippery and sharp. It didn't take long for Hunter's gloves to be torn to shreds. His hands would follow in their footsteps.
    After an unknown amount of time the soldier finally found someone. By this point his hands were covered in his own blood. The reg, known as Butters, breathed healthy. Hunter assessed his injuries and carefully moved him from the pile of rocks to the flat ground. "You're gonna be alright." Butters couldn't keep his eyes open. Multiple bones in the man's body had been crushed. He was drenched in his own blood. Rain pulled the crimson liquid down to the ground where it mixed with the mub.
    Hunter returned to the rock pile. It didn't take too long for him to find someone else. However this time he was dead. The rock had demolished the man's skull. Blood lined the gray rock. Hunter jumped back with freight. Not letting Butters see he removed the body of the unknown clone and took it to the other side of the rock pile.
    After finding a few more dead soldiers and one survivor, Hunter started to give up. At least he found the medic. Of course he was dead as well so he took the supplies from him and went back to the two men.
    "I'm gonna take care of you two the best I can alright?" Butters nodded and the unnamed reg didn't move. "Hey reg?" Hunter moved over to him and shook him a little. Checking for a pulse he sighed and took him to the dead side of the pile.
    After taking care of Butters, Hunter returned to the pile. With only two more people underneath the rocks he once more listened for breathing. One of them had survived while the other hadn't. He would find the alive one first. Another no named reg.
    Pulling him from the pile the soldier went to check up on Butters. His breathing had slowed and it looked like he couldn't stay awake. "Butters, you alright?"
    In response the man tried to answer but instead blood flowed from his month. Hunter gave it everything he had. "It's" stuttered the reg, "alright."
    "You're gonna be fine." Not long after Butters would fall into a permanent sleep. Sadly Hunter moved him over to the dead pile.
    Apologizing to the last reg in the pile he walked over to the only surviving soldier of the ten that had come with him. Picking him up he walked back to the base. Quite a lot of time had passed since the clones had left. The sun was rising, leaving the sky a brilliant mix of reds, oranges, and yellows. Clouds reflected the colors slightly and the light rain caused a wonderful rainbow. If only Hunter could enjoy it.
    Guards welcomed the two and took the unnamed soldier to the medical center. Hunter walked with them and was taken over to a table. The medic assisting him stared at his blood-soaked hands. "What happened Hunter?" He asked.
    The sergeant never took his eyes off the only other survivor, "rock slide. Him and I are all that's left. How long is this going to take?" Some droids took the other back for surgery and Hunter finally looked at the medic. "Oh Tech hi."
    "Hello. This shouldn't take too long. Stay still." Tech grabbed a warm, damp, washcloth and pressed it to Hunter's skin. He hissed as it touched him.
    No long after Tech would begin he would finish. "There. Be careful."
    "We need to retrieve the bodies. I can't just leave them there." Hunter looked up at his brother. The numb look on his face concerned Tech.
    "Alright. We will need help. I will go find Crosshair and Wrecker. Some regs will also be required so I will go talk to the general." With that Tech left.
    Not long after the batch and a few others would leave to retrieve the bodies. Hunter warned them of the horrors that would be ahead once they got close.
    Arriving everyone grabbed a body. The regs knew who these people were, they fought alongside them. Hunter grabbed Butters gently and looked to the others. With everyone ready they set off once more. Walking back was excruciatingly silent.
    The soldiers would be buried near the base. Not long after the batch would be assigned their next mission. Hunter's hands would heal but be covered in small scars. The scars served as a cruel reminder of his failure to protect the regs put under him that day. For a while rain served the same sort of pain on a platter. One day he would enjoy the rain again, one day.
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metbuat · 1 year
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redgitanako · 3 months
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And this was inspired by the shitton of snow that I had to shovel this december and our conversations with @inoreuct ❄️ (love my stylish son and his ultra wide bf) (rip the cig)
(happy new year everyone!)
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aithusarosekiller · 14 days
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James hyping up Reg the entire time he's trying to become an animagus but the second it works and he turns into a massive lion he's devastated that he's been out-done
The first thing he says is 'WHAT THE FUCK HOW IS THAT FAIR??'
Then he realises how funny it is that his Slytherin bf has the most gryffindor animagus possible and gets over it
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