#save crosshair 2021

[the-silentium]

The key to survival

Chapter 1: Always have tape; it might save your boat or silence chatty people

Masterlist

Pairing: Bad Batch x Reader, not sure yet but might turn into a Tech x Reader fic

Words: 5280 words

Warnings: None

A/N: I had this story in my drafts since 2021. I think it deserves to be out there. Please enjoy.

Taglist: @haloangel391             

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Hunter looked through the glass canopy of the Marauder, searching intently along with Tech and Echo for their escort. The Marshall Commander had been clear about that step; wait for them and do not attempt to approach the surface of the planet without them. The reason why was unclear. 

According to Tech, this planet chose to remain relatively advanced-technology free, meaning that they did use comms and datapads, but turned down ships and any plasma-based weapon. It was odd but not unheard of. It also didn't explain why the clones were forbidden to approach without a native escort. 

Surely, without any high-technology, the ship could not be shot down, the planet was affiliated with the Republic so the locals would not attack them as soon as they stepped out, their presence was planned days ago and so they would not be surprised of the Batch's arrival. 

Even Tech's encyclopedic mind and seemingly endless databank couldn't make sense of it. He told them the planet was inhabited by a high variety of highly dangerous animals of all kinds; swimming, walking, flying, poisonous, stealthy, all more dangerous than the previous one. However, they could be as deadly as they wanted, the clones aboard the ship were trained elite commandos equipped with pretty decent artillery. Those animals had no chance whatsoever against them.  

They nonetheless followed their orders and remained into the stratosphere until their comm received a transmission. Still, Hunter couldn't spot any escort in the clear blue sky. 

"So you're the clone ship?" A cheery, female voice rang through the line as soon as Echo accepted the incoming call. 

"We are. We were told to wait for an escort, is that you?" The Sergeant inquired, eyes still looking for any sign of the woman's ship. Again, he remained clueless of your position. Even the radar remained clear. 

"The one and only!" Crosshair came over and rolled his eyes at your enthusiastic tone. 

Then you finally came into view from their side. Hunter was not the only one shocked to see you ride a living, flying creature instead of a ship. 

The thing was slim in girth although imposing by the size of its leaf-shaped wings. Its back went from an emerald green to a darker shade with black star-shaped markings while its underside was on the brown side. Hunter noticed the curious movements of the wings flapping to slow down. They were separated in three distinct flaps, like six humongous leaves that kept it in the air. More importantly, the vicious talons and sharp teeth that caught the sunlight were enough for Hunter to be grateful that you were on their side. 

Then his attention moved to you, firmly holding onto your ride by a saddle. Your helmet looked like the only piece of technology you possessed. Its emerald shade shone under the sun, a stark contrast with the dark Y-shaped visor. 

"Woah! I've never seen one of those!" Wrecker exclaimed in awe as he ran to the cockpit, his eyes growing wide at the sight of the flying reptilian. 

"Just follow me and I'll bring you to the landing zone closest to our city." The creature kept a stationary position a good distance away from them, its eyes looking right at the men. Hunter repressed a shiver at the feeling of being seized up. 

"I wanna ride one of those." Wrecker pointed at the beast. A scoff escaped Hunter's mouth. He looked at his brother and wondered if he realized that you were riding 45 klicks in the air. "Looks much more fun than the Marauder! And cuddlier!"

"Cuddlier?" Echo whispered in disbelief. Hunter had to agree with his brother, this beast was in the same "cuddly" department as Crosshair. 

"Using animals as transportation methods is quite antediluvian." Tech tutted. “Ships surpass by far any capabilities of a biological creature.”

"I beg your pardon?" The female's voice cut through the comms. Hunter straightened along with Echo. Both of them thought that the transmission was over. Tech must not have noticed the dryness of your tone because he continued like there wasn't any issue. 

"Oh, do not apologize, it's quite alright. Antediluvian refers to something old-fashioned. There are more useful and practical ways to fly nowadays than use animals that have limited stamina, lower speed, lower height endurance--"

"I know what the word means." You cut him off. Hunter noticed your head snapping in Tech's direction and he was more than certain that a glare hardened your face under your helmet. "If you guys are all so advanced and mighty, then I don't see why I, a mere idiot who's using obsolete ways, am needed here. Have fun making your way to the city." You snapped and cut the transmission right as Hunter was about to jump in to try and save the situation. 

They watched as your beast propelled itself upwards with the powerful beat of its wings and continued to rotate backwards until they lost sight of it. The radar of the ship scanned something big above them then it lost any signal as it dove for the ground. 

"Total success Tech, congratulations. We are now without any escort." Hunter grumbled in disapproval. His instinct told him that this was not a preferable outcome. 

"I can't help but wonder if we really needed one in the first place. We have the coordinates to the landing zone and it is not too far from here. I estimate our arrival time to be 13 minutes." Tech looked back at him with confidence and as calm as ever. 

Hunter took a second to think everything through. He had received Cody's debrief alone, none of his brother had heard the serious tone in which the Marshall Commander had relayed to not proceed with the mission without native help. When he had pushed for a reason why, his superior admitted that he was himself relaying info from a third party and the reason was lost to him too. All they knew was that the warning was to be taken seriously.

On the other side, Tech was more often than not a reliable source of information. If he said that this planet was not a threat, then it must be so. Whoever this third party was, they surely couldn't measure up to Tech. 

"Get us to the LZ." He walked away to the side console when the ship started advancing towards their destination. He wondered if you were someone important in that city and whether what happened would impact the mission. 

Cross the river when you get there, he pinched his nose in exasperation.  

The ship suddenly jerked to the side, sending Hunter crashing into Wrecker who hit the wall with force. With a yelp, Tech fought with the commands to take back control of the Marauder. 

"Something is keeping us on the side!" He yelled behind him. "Hold on!" 

In a flash, Hunter anchored himself to a seat. Not even a second later, the ship jerked slightly forward, the engines pushing as much as they could to dislodge the ship, but not budging. A worrying sound of metal being scrapped filled the Marauder until whatever stopped them in their course released them. 

"What was-" 

"We lost most of-"

"Wrecker, gun's nest!" Hunter barked in a hurry as soon as he noticed the new critter that flew before them. It was big. Bigger than your own creature. Almost as big as the Marauder. Black scales shone under the sun, looking as hard as rocks, imposing teeth were visible despite its maws being shut, it pushed an enraged screech and Hunter started to understand why they needed you. 

Even more when he noticed that its tail scaringly resembled a blade. 

"On it!" 

"Tech! Get us out of here!" Echo looked at his brother, his arm pushing against the console like he could keep the monster at bay. 

"I'm doing what I can, but as I was saying, we lost most of the power in our right engine." Tech groaned in concentration, his hands firmly grabbing the ship's commands. 

The ship jerked a few times, forcing Tech into reckless maneuvers in attempts to keep the ship from getting maimed 35 klicks away from the ground. Hunter could hear the turret going off in quick succession. The sound of artillery put him more at ease, knowing that they were not defenseless. 

"Guys! This thing won't go down!" Wrecker yelled with worry behind his shoulder. 

"Well shoot it!" Crosshair shot back with a hint of annoyance laced with nervosity. 

"That's what I'm doing! It doesn't do anything!" He shot at the beast that gained enough speed to outfly them and right in front of their eyes, the plasma hit the black scales without any indicator that the creature was hurt. To Hunter, it looked like a blaster bolt had hit a wall, leaving behind a charred circle and nothing else. 

"What?!" 

The beast suddenly lost speed and swung its powerful tail to hit them in mid air. Tech dodged to the side with a curse, avoiding the blade-like tail by less than a meter.

"Can we jump into hyperspace?" He asked his piloting brother, his own knuckles turning white under the pressure of his grip on the seat. 

"We'd need to redirect–" 

"Can it be done?" He asked again, eager to skip the long explanation. 

"Yes."

Jaws appeared on their left, quickly gaining ground. Soon it would reach the cockpit and the teeth clashed together in excitement of its upcoming bite on metal. 

Hunter was ready to call it a day and order Tech to jump into hyperspace to try again later. The words stuck in his throat as he barely noticed something above them dive for the enormous beast and clash so hard they both plummeted towards the ground. 

Screeches could be heard over the engines of their ship. With swift movements Tech quickly lowered the speed and rotated the ship to take in what happened. 

A green creature had the monster's neck between its teeth from its position on its back. The black one trashed in the air, angrily trying to dislodge its opponent to counter-attack. The green beast let go once the monster dove for the trees below, it took some altitude but remained between the ship and the furious dragon. You held on tight onto your mount, one hand on the saddle, the other onto a blade strapped to your back.

"We should go. She can't beat that." Crosshair mumbled next to him, his gaze searching for the aggressive one's return. 

"Oh I think she can." Hunter countered. 

He didn't know exactly why, maybe it was the confidence that radiated from you or the battle-stance you moved into whenever the wild monster came charging back, but his guts told him you had this under control. 

The monster charged the smaller one in a menacing growl. They clashed once again but this time you jumped off your saddle to land onto the attacker's back. There you found the base of its wings and plunged your blade between the scales where wings met its back. It screamed in pain and took off, abandoning the fight in a dive. 

"Kark-"

Hunter's heart stopped as he saw you free falling. Wrecker groaned, his stomach surely upset at the sight. You, however, seemed pretty calm. You weren't flailing around like anyone else would, you were patiently waiting, arms and legs parted. Your green mount sped off towards the ground to catch you onto its back. 

"She's nuts." Echo mumbled as you came back to their height, unfazed. 

You refused every attempt at communication Hunter sent you, instead deciding to point once towards the landing zone and take off in its direction. This trip was going to be hell. Not 30 seconds in it and Tech had ruined their relationship with their protector by insulting what he would bet was your entire culture. Hunter feared he would have to tape Tech's mouth closed if he wanted to preserve some civility in future conversations. 

The jungle became clearer as they continued their descent after you. Quite a few times, your green-colored beast became fully camouflaged with the top of the trees, forcing the clones to use Crosshair and the radar to follow you effectively. At the back of his mind, Hunter wondered if that was intentional or not. Maybe you hoped they would lose you and return home. 

He certainly wanted to. 

A clearing appeared before them and your creature dove under the leaves. They followed after you and quickly landed on the lush ground. 

"I don't think I need to say this but let's try and not insult anyone further." He looked at Tech. 

"I simply stated the truth." 

"Sometimes the truth hurts." He sighed. "And right now, she's the one with the flying dragon that can cover us."

"A wyvern." His brother corrected. "Dragons have four legs whereas wyverns have two." Tech pulled on his helmet and like that, the team was fully geared up and ready to leave the ship. 

"Whatever the name, it's still hers. And I have a feeling that there are more of those things around." 

He gave one last look at his squad before lowering the ramp. 

Hunter got a glimpse of yourself patting your beast's neck before sliding down its side and repeat the gesture with its forehead when it lowered its head. Yellow eyes then turned to him and he immediately noticed the intelligence within them. This was no porg. 

From up close, Hunter's gaze found the flesh of your thighs, visible through a slit at the side of your dark green pants that moved slightly with the breeze. A sort of armor made of deep blue scales covered your lower legs, arms and chest. He had never seen such a design before and found himself intrigued.

He knew Tech would have queries about everything since they knew so little about this place, the question was whether you would take it kindly or not. 

"Thank you for your help back there." He consciously slowed his approach when he got within biting range of the wyvern. Just as slowly, he reached a hand out. "We highly appreciate it." 

Your Y shaped visor moved from his hand to his face to the rest of his brothers. A long second stretched and he wasn't certain you would accept his gratitude and let him hang in the air. Then you surprised him with a firm shake. 

"You're welcome." 

"And I also would like to apologize for my brother's rude comment."

You hummed, the sound slightly distorted by the confines of your armor. You shrugged and removed your helmet, showing them a cautious smile. Hunter remembered your initial cheery self and thought that they were headed in the right direction. 

"Apology accepted. I get why the GAR would think that we're somewhat outdated, with your tanks and ships and our animals." You exaggerated the last word, referring to Tech's words and chuckled. "Guess y'all didn't think that they were plasma resistant though." 

"You could have warned us." Tech lifted his gaze from his datapad to peer accusingly at you. 

Where was the tape?! 

"Tech!" Hunter growled. 

"Well, if its warnings you want, here's one. Raek is carnivorous." You informed him with a grin and proceeded to enter the dense jungle, Raek following you dutifully. "And we're late for lunch." You smirked. 

Hunter pulled on Tech's backplate to keep him from following you too closely. 

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The jungle was full of life. Hunter could hear a diversity of critters running, flying and digging around him. A few chirping birds silenced their voices at the group's passage, some smaller animal scurried off at the sight of Raek's imposing form and Wrecker was chatting your ears off with questions about your mount. If your growing smile and the enthusiasm that took over your voice whenever you talked about your beast was anything to go by, Hunter would say that you forgave them their initial mishap. And the one that followed. The Sergeant sent a silent thank you to his brother. 

"Oh, no no, Raek can't breathe fire, and you won't see any fire-breathing wyvern in these parts. You'd have to go to the West where there's more mountains." You explained before pointing at Reak's mouth. "Raek is a Starios. His saliva is actually a venom that affects the nervous system. He can paralyze or render another wyvern unconscious in a handful of minutes depending on its size." 

While Wrecker wowed, Hunter found himself staring at the venomous mouth. Raek was big enough that he would only need two bites to finish a clone, no venom needed. In order to affect another beast of his size, his venom must be extremely potent, making Hunter wish that his brother was not leaning closer to the maws so he could get a better view of the sharp rows of teeth so generously displayed by the Starios. 

"This is great! A venomous dragon!"

"Wyvern." You and Tech corrected at the same time. Hunter noticed your smile widening before you had to dodge Wrecker's arms moving to the sky. 

"Who cares?" 

You chuckled. "We do." Your hand softly stroke Raek's wing. 

"How long have you had him?" Tech wondered, his attention fully on you. 

"Eleven years now. And I don't really have him, he decided to stick with me when he found me. He's more like a friend than a pet." Hunter hummed. He could somewhat make sense of what you meant, what with the sharp intelligence he saw in Raek's eyes. At some point even he wondered if the green creature could understand the whole conversation. 

"A coexisting relationship then." Tech pushed his glasses up his nose, interest shining in his eyes. 

"Exactly." 

"You mentioned that he found you. If I may inquire, how did that happen?" 

Your steps faltered and that content smile of yours became stiff and forced. "That's a story between him and I, sorry." 

Tech's shoulder dropped and Hunter knew he was disappointed. It was obvious that the story was too personal to share and Hunter would even dare say not on the happy side. He made sure to catch Tech's eyes and with a shake of his head, to stop any push back for answers. 

You stumbled into Wrecker when a green head playfully pushed you to the side. Instead of pushing back, you reached your arm under its lower jaw in a side hug. 

"We're almost there." You announced and separated from Raek. "Ya know where to go. I'll be back soon." You patted his wing. He looked down at you with a rumble and took another route through the trees. 

"Do you fight other drag- er- wyv-ern?" Wrecker looked down at you and you nodded in confirmation. "Other wyvern often? You looked like you did that everyday!" 

"This season I do." You nodded your head along with your words. "Just before winter some species will migrate and others will calm down with the added space. Although when they get hungry, it can get real' ugly."

"I bet!" 

An enormous gate stood in the horizon, guarded by two beasts. In some of the giant trees hidden behind it Hunter could see platforms and buildings, flying creatures going and coming from them, some passing right overhead. You waved as they passed and did the same to the guards who waved back and let them all in without issue. 

You beelined to a staircase at the bottom of a tree, marching up the stairs two by two. "I hope you're all good with heights." You jokingly threw them. Wrecker grunted and you stopped. "Oh."

"I hate heights!" He swiveled back towards Hunter, afraid that he would be forced to go up. "And there's no rail Sarge! 

Indeed, he too had noticed that detail. Added to the height of the first platform which was a good klick above ground, it brought a tinge of discomfort even to him. 

"It's fine Wrecker. You can wait down here." He assured. "We'll brief you when we get back." 

Wrecker's whole body sagged in relief. "Ah, thanks Sarge." He looked back up at the stairs and with a shudder and stepped aside to let them pass. "I'll wait here. See you soon. Don't fall." 

"We won't." He assured his brother and followed after you. 

The first few stairs went fine, but half a klick in the air and even Echo was cursing through the comms. It didn't help that the stairs were individual planks shoved into the tree in a regular spacing in a branch-like fashion. It meant that they could see the ground far below between each stair and there was no rail.

"This design is irrefutably unsafe." Tech yelled from behind him and Hunter hoped the wind carried his words away.

"We ride wyverns for a living here. This is nothing for us." You shot back. 

"Again, irrefutably unsafe!" 

"You're soldiers! That's unsafe!" 

Hunter groaned. Five minutes without Wrecker and Tech was back at antagonizing their escort. 

You sped up the last few steps and arrived at the top. 

"Hi Chief!" You walked up to a man whose gray hair stood out like a sore thumb. He turned to you and looked over your shoulder at them with a warm smile. "Here are the clones! I'm off now!" You waved over your shoulder, already turning on your heels and walking away. It was clear that you were happy to finally be relieved of them and Hunter sighed in relief that your job with them was over. He did not dislike you, you simply had all the reasons to get them lost for days and they did not have days. 

That was until the Chief called your name and you froze.

"Not so fast. They are here for the crystals you found a few months ago and they'll need a Rider to guide and protect them." 

Hunter tensed. Oh no.

"Yeaaah… about that. I'm quite busy with my own stuff at the moment, but I'm sure Olaka or Taeme would love to fill out this role." 

"As it stands, they are out on an expedition. What is so important that you have to do?" He frowned suspiciously. 

"Find the kids who decided to dull all my blades again and terrorize them enough so they'll have nightmares for days." You said it so seriously that Hunter had to repeat the words in his head. He could already see you making them walk in circles for the upcoming week.  

The Chief pinched his nose with a sigh. "I'll take this matter into my own hands. You can go ahead and escort the clones to the Lemgona cave and show them the crystals." 

"Wouldn't it be easier if I went to get those crystals and gave them to the clones? Would be quicker if I could ride." You wondered. 

"If those crystals are what we think they are, then harvesting them the traditional way would inevitably destroy them." Tech jumped in. "They require a precise extraction technique in order to maintain their constitution and attributes." 

Your shoulder slumped as you accepted defeat with a nod and turned around, the pep in your step gone. 

"You'll be back to your ship with the crystals in about two days, Sergeant." He assured him. 

"Sir-" Hunter worriedly looked back at the Chief after he took in your body language. 

"I know what it looks like." He sighed. "She'll take good care of you all, do not worry about that. She's not usually like this, so I think something might have happened on the way here?" Hunter answered with a look towards Tech who was busy assessing their surroundings. "Know that whatever happened, she's not one to hold grudges." The Chief assured them. “Those kids are another matter. They honestly had it coming.” 

"Alright. Thank you, sir." 

"I hope those crystals are worth the trouble of getting to them. Now, off you go." He waved them off with a reassuring smile.

"Sir." He nodded one last time and they were all off after you. Hunter frowned. You stood at the edge of the platform, nowhere near the stairs. 

"You can either take the zipline or the stairs." You shot them a single glance over your shoulder, taking in how Tech's eyes widened. "Guess it's gonna be the stairs." You grabbed a hook off your belt and down you went. 

"Like hell we'll take the stairs." Crosshair moved at the front and followed after you with his own hook. 

"It really couldn't be an easy one." Echo sighed. 

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After a quick stop to ensure that someone will take care of your charges during your absence, the clones followed you to your home, a small, two story house camouflaged in the foliage and a barn that seemed to have been through a lot. Some walls were charred, some parts have obviously been smashed in and fixed with planks, the windows were all broken and the door hung at an odd angle.

"I just have to feed some lil' guys and grab my stuff. Shouldn't take too long." You turned to him. "You can look around if you'd like. They are all used to humans around here." 

Hunter nodded. He couldn't see any "lil' guys" around them yet, but he knew they were there, looking at them from their hiding place in the high grass near the back of the barn. Wrecker did not lose a second and approached the pair when the grass slightly moved. 

An elbow to his arm caught Hunter's attention and he looked back at Crosshair who pointed in the trees. Hunter didn't see anything. 

"Camouflaged. 700 meters above ground." He told him. 

Then he could see it, the faint movement of the bark of a tree, like a mirage. It slowly moved down as if crawling down before stopping completely. Right before their eyes, a navy-blue creature formed right where the mirage once was, its milky eyes staring right at them. This one had four legs and no wings, but it jumped down the 500 meters nonetheless and somehow glided next to you. It landed in a crash when one of its front legs gave out. 

"Are you okay, Roo?" You tilted your head at the growling beast. "We'll have to work on strengthening your legs if you really want to keep jumping down trees."

It whined and snarled at the ground before scratching the earth with its claws. Curiosity got the best of him and Hunter approached the blue beast. It looked up at him, head tilted in a silent question. It chirped lightly and in turn approached him in earnest, its head pressing against the plastoid and wild sniffing filled the air. Its head reached his mid-chest, the scales on its body moved up and down frantically as it moved all around him causing the light to reflect over them, its tail finished in a grape of spikes as long as his forearm. 

It did a whole circle around him and finally pressed its head hard on his chest plate, nearly sending him stumbling backward. He planted his feet more firmly on the ground and waited. He received another push to his chest. 

"I think it wants pets." Echo joined him.

"Is that what you want fella?" Tentatively, Hunter flattened his hand and stroked a path down the neck of the beast, the upturned scales on its skin flattening with his hand before rising again. A vibration shook his armor and purrs reached his ears. Maybe not porgs, but closer to tookas. 

He continued the motion to the pleasure of the beast while you grabbed two buckets that made you lightly limp from the effort to carry their heavy weights. If only he wasn't scared of insulting you more, Hunter would have offered some help. He noticed Echo looking at him with a questioning gaze, he too wanted to help but was hesitating for the same reason. With a shake of his head, Hunter hoped today would get better. 

"Soooo by the way!" You drew the word how with a huff of effort. "I'm Y/N, but I think you got that one already."

He watched as you stopped outside the barn, removed the lid and dumbed a few dozens kilograms of ripe fruits on the ground. Immediately, the navy-blue creature detached itself from him to enjoy the food and you came back towards their group who looked in curiosity as more beasts made their way to the pile. 

"I'm Hunter. That's Wrecker, Crosshair, Echo and Tech." He pointed at each of them.  

You turned to them with a small smile and nods. Raek breached the line of trees and ignored them in order to drop a gray-furred carcass near the fruit pile before digging in with great appetite. He tore into the prey with ease, the flesh seemingly shredding with little to no resistance. Hunter suddenly wondered how easily Raek could tear into plastoid. 

A gasp caught everyone's attention including yours. Wrecker awed at the tiny, orange wyvern that clumsily walked right into the barn door and sent it falling to the ground. You sighed in defeat next to him. 

The damage went unnoticed by the youngling, its eyes staring at Wrecker. It was smaller than the several others gulping down the fruits. Way smaller. It barely reached his knees and those big yellow eyes definitely got to Wrecker's soft spot who quickly joined its side. 

"Can I pet him?" Wrecker's hands were almost shaking with excitement. 

"You can. And Silica's a she." You looked between his brother and Raek whose gaze was fixed on Wrecker's hand petting Silica's head. There was no malice in his gaze, only pure protectiveness. The resemblance between the two was obvious, not only in shape, but the tiny one, despite being primarily dark-orange, had Raek's green highlights.

"We'll be able to leave once Raek has finished eating." You glanced at the wyvern once more and took in his focussed state. "Silica, com'ere." You called and she reacted immediately. She turned around with a joyous chirp to join your side, her flat tail whipping harshly at Wrecker's thigh plate. The resulting noise made the creature jump and face them with a growl. Hunter's heartbeat skyrocketed, his eyes shooting to the hovering male. To his relief Raek remained in place and looked somewhat amused. 

You quickly herded back your beast, all the while whispering her reassurances and giving her pats. She calmed down enough for you to send her back to the fruit pile with Raek who bumped her head with his nose and shared some shredded meat.

"Sorry Wrecker." You sheepishly scratched your neck. "She's still a hatchling and gets scared easily." 

"A hatchling?" 

"A baby." 

"Ooh! You sure have a lot of those!" 

"Yeah. Raek and I take care of the orphans of our Riders or the ones we find in the jungle." You reached the fallen door and lifted it enough so you could pull a bag with your foot from under it. You dropped it again. "The jungle doesn't have mercy. Not for anyone." 

You opened the bag to check the content and closed it before strapping it to Raek's saddle. 

"Do y'all need anything before we leave?" You asked and Hunter shook his head. 

"We're ready when you are." You pushed yourself off Raek and patted Silica's head. 

"Gabe will pass to care for you. Be a good girl will ya?" A thrill answered your question and you chuckled. 

"Let's go." You took the front and led them back to the gates where you led them deeper into the jungle, Raek following a few steps behind them.

#bad batch x reader #sergeant hunter x reader #wrecker x reader #tech x reader #crosshair x reader #echo x reader #bad batch #clone force 99 #clone wars #star wars

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SPOILERS

Bad Batch Season 3 Episode 5(?) (I think?) Thoughts

Well, one big one:

HAHAHAhahahahaHHAHAHAHAHA

And the little ones:

I have been waiting for Omega to pull the age card since season 1 -- actually since before I really knew what the newest Star Wars Baby's name actually was. This was great and I want Hunter to realize it's coming for him next

I haven't stopped laughing about the "moment of silence for our fallen brother" since I saw it. Someone: *mentions Tech* Every single clone in the room: *pledge of Allegiance moment*

WHY IS CROSSHAIR STILL WEARING THE JACKET

WHY IS HE STILL WEARING THE JACKET ON A BEACH IN FULL SUNLIGHT

Crosshair is 100% the angsty sullen goth vampire hissing like he's been hit with holy water in Hawaiian environments with kind people chasing after him bearing fruit and love that I knew he would be

Crosshair: spends like two weeks on Pabu Crosshair: I can't take it anymore! UGH SUNLIGHT *drags the entire Batch to freaking Barton IV* ah, home sweet murder home. the last place I had a really good angst before my older sister found me and dragged me home by the ear. fond memories

Echo, you're a disgrace but also somehow still the only sane one here

Do datapads just not need to ever charge in Star Wars??

Omega: oh yah I have a sister did you know Echo: okay, we don't have time to unpack all that

Where is the heck is Phee? Is she just...off dismembering Cid or something?

Crosshair: "I know a place" Hunter: "YOU'RE NOT TELLING US EVERYTHING ABOUT IT" Crosshair: "I ALREADY KILLED EVERYTHING DANGEROUS HERE what do you WANT FROM ME" *Dune 2021 erupts from underneath the base* Crosshair: .... Crosshair: huh. guess Mayday forgot to mention that particular natural feature. My bad y'all

GUYS. WE NEVER TURN OFF THE MYSTERIOUS PERIMETER SENSORS. IDIOTS KNOW THIS. DID WE LEARN NOTHING FROM THE KRYKNA INCIDENTS I, II, and III

Crosshair looking at Batcher: ah, the new and improved Hunter. You're my favorite. We'll try to save you Hunter but if it gets too inconvenient I'll be over there taking a nap Hunter, standing right there: hey

Congratulations Batcher I guess you're his service animal now

Hunter: *sneaks up behind Crosshair stacking random regs' helmets one by one on a crate* Hunter: *considering Crosshair's past track record with regs, the Empire, and loyalty* so, like...did he kill these guys, or...? Hunter:...do I want to know? Hunter: *does a 180* NOPE

Hunter: "dID yOu tHiNK we wErE juST gOinG tO tAkE yOu bAcK witHoUT aSkIng aNy quEsTiONs???" Hunter, you beloved moron. You DID just take him back without asking any questions. To your super secret summer home no less. And let him spend two whole weeks chilling on a beach before it occurred to you to do anything other than stare at him with complete lack of subtlety from the top of a cliff

Why were you stalking him from the top of a cliff Hunter

Crosshair, he was silhouetted against the sun like 100 feet away with an almost seven foot dude right next to him. There was no hiding going on here. At all. Detecting him is not a super sniper skill. If you HADN'T seen that, we'd have a problem

Crosshair: hey yeah guys so this is clearly a Very Important Place to me that I will proceed to tell you Absolutely Nothing About. BTW don't land there Echo, there's a corpse in the middle of the landing pad somewhere. Possibly two if they never bothered picking up Nolan Echo:... Echo, 1000000% done with this Batch's drama: at least there's no blood this time

"I've made mistakes" AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *smash cuts to using flamethrower on civilians* *shooting Wrecker* *"aim for the kid!"* *nearly dropping Tech off an ion engine* *trying to burn them all alive in an ion engine* *shooting at them* *kidnapping Hunter* *kidnapping all of them* *getting them trapped on Kamino while it SINKS* *shooting pretty much everybody at some point* *plan 88 but no context!* AHAHAHAHAHAHA this is my new favorite line. Hunter should get him a T-shirt that says that to replace that awful hip pocket thing

Wrecker getting genre-aware

Omega: "I told you to TALK to him not ARGUE with him" Crosshair, sulkily: "He STARTED IT" EDIT: 23. IF I SEE ONE MORE ICE VULTURE IN THIS HOUSE

#star wars #the bad batch #bad batch season 3 #spoilers #the bad batch spoilers #bad batch season 3 spoilers

[jedimemery]

I posted 294 times in 2022

That's 294 more posts than 2021!

136 posts created (46%)

158 posts reblogged (54%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@melodiousbean

@ladykagewaki

I tagged 194 of my posts in 2022

Only 34% of my posts had no tags

#star wars - 183 posts

#the bad batch - 147 posts

#tbb - 115 posts

#clone force 99 - 95 posts

#tbb omega - 66 posts

#tbb hunter - 51 posts

#the best girl - 44 posts

#bad batch - 42 posts

#tbb tech - 34 posts

#tbb echo - 34 posts

Longest Tag: 131 characters

#no but listen trace is such a great person bc not only did she save omega’s life but she also remained in ‘sunshine protector’ mode

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I think we as a society do not talk enough about…

The fact that, out of everyone in Clone Force 99, the one with the Heightened Senses™ has a whole tattoo on the entire left side of his face??!??!!

Like-

HUNTER. WHY.

Because I’m actually genuinely curious. Did he lose a bet with one of his squad mates? Did he and Crosshair make a pact that they were going to get face tats at the same time? Is he just a glutton for punishment? How many people had to hold him down while the tattoo artist was trying to work? Was there some space lidocaine that they put on him to try and lessen the pain? I have so many questions.

279 notes - Posted July 11, 2022

#4

My brain shorted out and I ended up making this and I now punt it into the tumblr void. Also yes I know the quality isn’t very good but oh well I was trying to do it quickly. 🙃

295 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

#3

EVERYONE WAKE UP NEW TECH FIT JUST DROPPED

364 notes - Posted December 7, 2022

#2

He’s been training her. 😭😭😭

529 notes - Posted June 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I just realized the last time Ahsoka ever saw Padmé alive was when she was on trial for murder and Padmé was doing everything she could to defend and protect her and then the next time Ahsoka saw her was when she was attending her funeral and oh help me I’m unwell.

600 notes - Posted October 29, 2022

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[nimata-beroya]

Since I've been re-vamping my blog a bit, adding some fun stuff, I thought that a new self-promotion post was also in order. So here you go, an improved masterlist of all my works published on Ao3 and all other content I make here on Tumblr (Updated: Dec, 2022).

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The Bad Batch Appreciation Week 2021 Masterlist (gifsets)

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Rescue in Ryloth (complete, 670 words)

Teen | tw violence| one-shot | fix-it

The rescue of the Syndullas in Ryloth goes differently than it was planned

Rough Awakening (WIP, 9365 words of ?) ~~ Playlist

Teen | tw violence | 4 of ? Chapters | emotional hurt/comfort, whump, angst.

The Batch finally rips Crosshair away from the Empire’s clutches, but things don’t go so smoothly once he’s de-chipped.

On An Adventure (complete, 713 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 2]

General | no warning | one-shot | Fluff

On a rare stormless night, 99 and Omega go for a little adventure.

Tomorrow Is a Good Day for Someone Else to Die (complete, 1152 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 3]

Teen | tw referenced violence | one-shot | whump, bullying, minor injuries, blood

The life of Crosshair and Tech in Kamino as cadets has never been easy.

Seeing Red (complete, 1097 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 6]

Teen | tw canon typical violence | One-shot | whump, serious injuries, blood, pre canon

The Bad Batch goes on their first mission to the battlefront. Things take a sudden turn south.

We Don't Leave Our Own Behind (complete, 1469 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 8, 9 & 11]

Teen | tw at your discretion | one-shot | whump, dehydration, abandonment, season 1 finale fix-it

Hunter respects Crosshair's choice not to join the batch again, even if it's a karking ass-stupid decision. And yet, love, loyalty, and a tad of guilt —okay, okay… a lot of guilt— don't let him make the same mistake he did before, abandoning his brother.

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Or the one where the batch goes back for Crosshair after leaving him stranded on the landing platform in Kamino.

Claiming the Soldier (complete, 919 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 4]

Explicit [MINORS DO NOT INTERACT] | Tw sexual content | one-shot | smut, BDSM, femdom, male sub, x reader

You and Wrecker hit a life-changing milestone in your relationship.

More to come

On An Adventure (complete, 713 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 2]

General | no warning | one-shot | Fluff

On a rare stormless night, 99 and Omega go for a little adventure.

3 Long Days (complete, 1573 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Days 10 & 15]

Teen | no warnings | one-shot | whump, anaphylaxis, delirium

When Ahsoka falls ill, Anakin doesn't leave her side.

You're Still There, I know (complete, 2101 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 25] ~~ Playlist

Teen | tw at your discretion | one-shot | whump, angst, post order 66, mind control, canon divergence

Riyo feels like she lost the man she loves. If only Fox would talk to her and explain why.

How to Save a Life (wip, 4027 words of ?) [Whumptober 2022 - Days 2,3, 16 & 31 + Bad Things Happen Bingo "Mind Control"]

Teen | tw at your discretion | 2 of 3 chapters | whump, angst, post order 66, mind control, post order 66, canon divergence, canon-typical violence, hurt/comfort, sequel to You're still there, I know.

No matter how much he screams internally or how many times Fox tries to kill Palpatine, or how many times he blames himself for not realizing the enemy was under his nose all this time, nothing changes. His body remains out of his control, only moving when Palpatine finally dismissed him from the office. He walks out like the automaton he has become, his mindless body following the orders of the Sith Lord.

Riyo will die at his hand, and there’s nothing Fox can do to stop it.

Something In the Dark (complete, 2569 words) [Foxiyo Week 2022 - Day 1 + Whumptober 2022 - Day 10 (Alt prompt)]

Teen | no warning | one-shot | Implied Torture, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, mutual pining

Senator Riyo Chuchi and Commander Fox have an unexpected encounter in the darkness.

High Above the Ground (complete, 1513 words) [Foxiyo week 2022 - Day 3]

Mature | tw mild sexual content | one-shot | smut, fluff, domesticity, no order 66, slice of life

Fox's very good, even if a little frustrating, start of a day.

More to come

Kadala (complete, 1197 words)

General | no warnings | one-shot | hurt/comfort, fluff

Mando returns to the Razor Crest after finishing a job and gets help from the little guy.

Drifting (complete, 359 words)

General | no warning | one-shot | angst

Din has seen death up close more times he can count and escaped it just as many. This time, he might not.

Sandawuni Va Umtidagir (WIP, 1524 words of ?)

Teen | tw violence | 2 of ? Chapters | canon-compliant, missing scenes, headcanons

The life of Din Djarin, beroya of the Mandalorian covert in Nevarro, turns upside down the moment he accepts the commission from the client. The quarry he’s after is like any other he has hunted before. He doesn’t expect to form a bond for a lifetime, nor the things he’s willing to do to protect the foundling.

Ramaanla (1k words) [Whumptober 2022 - Days 4, 17 (alt prompt) & 19 + Bad Things Happen Bingo "Hiding an Injury"]

General | TW mention of blood | one-shot | Whump, knees buckling, stabbing, hiding an injury, Mand’alor the reluctant

The duty of the Mand'alor is to look out for all Mandalorians. Sometimes, however, Din Djarin forgets to take care of one in specific: himself.

Magical Exhaustion (gifset) [Whumptober 2022 - Day 27]

Note to Self: Don't Get Kidnapped (gifset) [Whumptober 2022 - Day 30]

More to come

Help, I'm Alive (WIP, 2101 words of ?) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 14 & 31]

Teen | tw at your discretion | 1 of 2 chapters | whump, trapped beneath debris, serious injuries, disaster zone

Ezra had imagined many times that he’d die in the heat of a battle against the Empire; he’s had several close calls already. But in his wildest dreams, he never foresaw that his death would come when a temple fell on top of him.

Road to Lira San [Series] (wip, 12,577 words of ?)

PARTS: One ~ Two ~ Three

Teen | warning; violence | 3 of ? works | angst, fluff, canon-compliant, whuump

Agent Kallus never imagined that the day he gets stranded on the Genosian moon, Bahryn, with the rebel Captain Garazeb Orrelios is the day he starts a journey to redemption. The path is not easy, full of risks, but it might be worth it when happiness such as Alexsandr has never known is waiting for him at the end.

An Explosive Situation (complete, 1897 words) [SW X-tober Extravaganza ~ Day 1]

Teen | tw canon-typical violence | one-shot | whump, hurt Alexsandr Kallus

After a solo mission to the planet Dela goes south, Kallus finds himself in a tight spot. The Spectres go to his rescue, but the actual saving turns out more complicated than expected.

Deconstructed Reality  (wip, 2.946 of ?) [Kalluzeb Minibang 2022] ~~ playlist

Teen | tw referenced torture and genocide, mind control, PTSD | 2 of 4 chapters | canon divergence, Bahryn with a different ending

What if Alexsandr Kallus has been a rebel all along, even if he doesn’t remember?

Running Out of Air (Complete, 1442 words) [Whumptober 2022 - Day 5 + Bad Things Happen Bingo "Clawing at Own Throat"]

Teen | TW Violence | One-shot | Whump, strangulation, force choking, implied beheading, implied massacre, nightmares

Kallus faces his worst nightmare yet.

The Tables Are Turned (3.1k words) [Whumptober 2022 - Day 25]

Mature | TW Implied sexual content | one-shot | mention of BDSM, whumpers are the good guys and the bad guys are the whumpees, role reversal, psychological torture, interrogation

Captain Rhamis of the Imperial Army takes the night off to indulge in his vices. Little does he know that his evening will go very differently than he expects. Instead of satiating his base urges, he falls into a trap, where former ISB Agent Alexsandr Kallus and Rebel Garazeb Orrelios force information out of him.

More to come

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[winportables]

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[jediknightmcardle]

This is for those who believe he actually removed his chip. Please look at these shots. You see the one is a brain scan for a chip, it is not located close enough to the scar from being hit with the radiation. The chip is still in there. No SCAR.

You can clearly see the scar on Rex many years later.

Crosshair was under the influence of the chip, but after hitting his head number of times and basically being microwaved by the Venator engines, the chip has slowly lost control.

Crosshair had to keep working with the Empire to get his plan done. He couldn't just walk away. You can see everytime he met the Bad Batch in the field, he couldn't kill them. Or didn't want to. Yet on Ryloth he was able to hit a moving target with precision (the ship carrying Hera) or hitting the Senator right where it wouldn't kill him but look bad. Then you have in the training room on Kamino. Took out the Elite Squad so easily.

Crosshair is lying to the team. He wants them to come to him. But ultimately he wants to be a team again. With his brothers. I suspect that between Tech's gadget and AZ's knowledge of clone medical, they will remove his chip. He will start the long recovery. It won't be easy.

@sithwitch-crosshairs-toothpick @feltpool @fangirl-goes-nova @queenevac @wellseasonedovercooked @generic-geek-girl @deewithani @crosshairss @ct-crosshair

#bad batch #Crosshair #the bad batch #clome force 99 #sassy crosshair #save crosshair 2021 #star wars #star wars nerd #the clone wars #clones #brothers #inhibitor chips

[hounds-tooth-icto]

Manifesting some soft, brotherly fluff in this, the penultimate episode of the bad batch s1

#save crosshair 2021 #the bad batch fanart #the bad batch #clone force 99 #bad batch crosshair #commander crosshair #crosshair fanart #the bad batch crosshair #bad batch #tbb #the bad batch hunter #sergeant hunter #tbb finale

[karasu-hieis-dragon]

Have some handsome, sexy Crosshair for your day. I am going to try and post positive posts about Crosshair because I truly believe he will be redeemed and be reunited with his brothers.

Just remember Lucas Films and Disney are crafty, they are meticulous about what information gets out and how it's seen. They do what they do to get people riled and hyped. Right now they want us all to think one of them is going to die and there isn't a second season but do you think (thank you @feltpool for this one) they would be pumping out merchandise for a show that has one season? If Kallus can be redeemed so can Crosshair and I am willing to die on this fucking mountain.

#star wars #the bad batch #clone force 99 #crosshair #save crosshair 2021 #save crosshair

[thecoffeelorian]

I...might have slightly tweaked a few things around so that I get 7 chapters instead of 6.  ^^;

Still.  Here is the update I promised, and I hope to see all of you on the other side of Chapter 7.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32663221/chapters/83290747

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PS--I know you want a preview for Chapter 7, so here’s that for you as well:  ;))

#the bad batch #tbb: heart of stone #tbb crosshair #tbb hunter #tbb omega #tbb wrecker #chapter 6 #almost there my clones! #chapter 7? #the bad batch fanfiction #i reject your reality and substitute my own #i'll see you your sacred timeline #and raise you my variants #go away jennifer corbett #this is the only version i'll accept #no batcher left behind #SAVED crosshair 2021

[not-a-big-slay]

Nights like these

echo x tech - platonic

warnings: none

type: fluff

BAD BATCH WEEK 2021 - DAY 2: favorite dynamic

@bad-batch-week

@bad-batch-supremacy

It was a calm night.

Finally.

The Maraurder was quiet due to the lack of people being awake. There were too many sleepless nights for the boys, so they deserved a silent evening and a deep sleep. It was like a reward for them. The only sound disrupting the almost paradise was a peaceful snoring from Wrecker.

The perfect night.

Echo sighed, changing his sitting position that became uncofortable. He couldn't sleep on nights like these, even though he really wanted. The silence just becomes so loud that he'll rather spend that time doing something productive than sleeping. The problem is to find something productive.

Echo threw a ball at the wall againts him, catching it after it bounced off and repeating the same action again. He did not find something productive to do. He sighed again, looking at his friend staring into the holopad. He was glad he's not the only one awake at this hour. Tech also didn't sleep. Not because the ship was too quiet, but because it is quiet. At a daytime, there is too much noise and distraction, that keeps him away from his work. The only time he can get something done is a nighttime, when the distractions go to sleep.

Tech likes Echo. He's quiet most of the time and when something is going down, like a fight between Hunter and Crosshair, he just rolls his eyes and continues to mind his own business. Kind of like a cat. He's a good company on nights like these. That's why he allowed him to sit with him in the cockpit, getting the work done.

Echo waited for Tech to notice the sudden cessation of his ball banging into a wall. When Tech didn't even move to his direction, he tried to look over his shoulder to see what was so important to work on. Echo liked Tech as well. He was a calm type of guy, not looking for a trouble, but when he does get in one, he knows how to get out. He's also very smart and that saved him and others couple of times. When he found out Tech is also not sleeping tonight, he gladly joined him.

,,You want to help?" Tech asked without moving from his work. Echo retreated to his previous position. He didn't feel like doing some paperwork. He looked back at his ball, thinking about throwing it again. Tech started to ignore him again and fully concetraded on the Holopad, like there was some mystery needed to be discovered. In it's own way, there was.

Echo looked out of the window at the snow covering the planet like a sheet. The moon, that was now the only source of light, allowed Echo to see the covered ground. At some angle, he was able to see snowflakes falling down. It was very peaceful and tempting to go out and just lie there. That was exactly the thought that gave Echo the idea.

,,Let's go out." he said turning back to Tech. He began to get bored just sitting here and doing nothing. If he can't sleep, he can go out. Tech was surprised to hear that he almost drop the Holopad. He looked at his friend that was waiting for his response with a spark in his eye. He was suddenly excited to do something when just a minute ago, he could sigh his breath out. It was a change that scared him.

,,You wanna go where?" Tech was confused about his friend's excitment to go in that freezing cold. He quickly calculated how long would they survive outside using the tempature of that planet and average human one. The answer was not very long. Echo rolled his eyes, repeating what he said to his friend, in case he's deaf.

,,Maybe we can have a snowball fight" Echo smirked and threw the ball at him, Tech immediately catching it, shaking his head as a sign of a hard no. He started to explain him how it's such an unlogical thing to do at night, especially in these conditions, how they would have to wear their armor to protect themselves from the cold and how messy and wet would it get. Echo didn't pay attention to any of that, making it obvious, so Tech would stop trying.

He stumbled over his own words, because he had so many things to say againts that stupid idea. Echo just looked at him with raised eyebrows, probably asking him if he's done. Tech needed a moment to mute his thoughts and then he looked back at Echo. Echo couldn't care less about the logical reasons this is a bad idea and he already distracted Tech from his work. He knew he wont change Echo's mind once it's made up so all he could do is a sigh.

,,This might be your dumbest idea yet"

,,So...We're doing it?''

,,Yeah...''

Echo's face lit up like a lightbulb and he smiled when he heard his friend confirming his dumb idea. They got in their armors, trying to be quiet so they wont wake up the rest of the ship. Echo ran out of the Maraurder while Tech was hanging back. He didn't like this idea, but doing it with Echo wasn't so bad. They stopped and faced each other. Both of them started to build a big snow pile that served as a barrier. When they made sure they build it properly and that both of the piles were the same size, the battle began.

Soon, they both were wet and cold, but they kept going until the sunrise shined in their eyes and blocked their view. They came back and immediately went to bed. It was really tiring to throw snowballs into Tech's face to try blind him. So was using math to hit Echo in the throat so he couldn't breath.

Tech wouldn't admit it, but this was probably the most fun he ever had on nights like these. He even forgot about his work and stress. The rest of the boys were confused when they woke up and Tech with Echo were wet to bones, but it wasn't so interesting to keep them away from their daily work.

Echo and Tech felt like kids, and even if they'll cringe on this thought a few hours later or maybe forget it when a new danger appears, they didn't regret it one bit.

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[unwhitewashthebadbatch]

What's wrong with Echo?

Probably the most egregious whitewashing offense out of all of them is Echo. Compare how he looks now to what he used to look like:

After being frozen for over a year, he's lost all of his melanin. Many fans believe a year without sunlight while locked in a freezer will burn away every last drop of melanin someone has. This is not how melanin works. Those of us who share a skin tone equal to or darker than Echo's know that even years indoors won't lighten our skin to such a drastic shade like this--and no amount of nutritional deficiency and lack of sunlight will drain someone's melanin in such a manner. While certain environmental or traumatic factors can affect one's melanin output and lead to things like vitiligo, this is not the case with Echo, and as much as not been confirmed by the team (1). Echo's appearance in the series is actually lighter than he appeared in the season 7 arc. This is a result of a group of designers who do not know how melanin works, who assumed that people of colors' skin changes the same way white people's does, and who then rendered something extremely unlikely for the sake of "storytelling". Many dissenters of #UnwhitewashTBB cite "narrative/visual storytelling" as a justification for the gross amount of whitewashing that has happened with The Bad Batch. This argument is weak because Echo's being pale serves no real purpose to the plot or characterization of himself or anyone else in the series. Echo's missing limbs do--he uses his probe to hack into computers, for instance. Some have said that Echo is pale for the same reasons that Darth Vader is pale: damage done to the body, an assumed lack of blood, and his being "more machine than man" and somehow less/inhuman because of it. Besides this being grossly ableist, Vader and Echo have only their prosthetics in common. In every other way, they're completely different. Why should Vader and Echo have a narrative connection via visual storytelling like this? Is that the type of story that should be told about Echo: that he is less than or inhuman because of his disabilities? Should we use ableism as a justification for racism? And why assume the creators intended to do something that makes no sense when the much more plausible answer is right there: they do not know how melanin works and defaulted to how white skin behaves under extreme conditions. Beyond this, as of this carrd update (7/29/2021, after the release of episode seven) Echo has basically been ignored by both The Bad Batch and the plot. Fans have begun to think that his presence is for nostalgia and nothing else, because his treatment in the series has been subpar to a worrying degree. Disabled fans are concerned about the ableism surrounding Echo. The Bad Batch is introduced to us by insulting regs and establishing their superiority complex. They harass his brothers and doubt his loyalty to his family for the entire arc, and then we see Echo again, and it's revealed that he's disabled: multiple amputations and various devices needed to keep him alive. Even when he's saving their lives, the Bad Batch don't trust him. At the end, Rex says that if Echo no longer "fits in" with clones like him, he can go with The Bad Batch. There are multiple issues with this, the largest being that Echo is disabled, not a criminal, and not a freak. There is absolutely no reason as to why the 501st that he's fought beside for most of the war beforehand would suddenly reject him now that he's missing some limbs and hair. There wasn't ever any point in TCW where clones were shown to collectively be ableist. Why wouldn't have Echo been able to fit in? Why wouldn't he have been accepted? Would Jesse or Kix have mistreated him for being tortured and abused by the separatists? Would Anakin have? Combine this with the continued narrative coddling of the Bad Batch. They have genetic superiority-fueled egos, never saw Echo as their equal, but have him join their team anyways, proving once again that this team of whitewashed superiors are better than the brown "regs" they despise because they "accept" Echo and his disabilities. The message that the team is sending just with that decision at the end of that arc is dually racist and

ableist one. The issues do not end there. Echo is new to the team, so it's understandable that he doesn't have a wall-set bed on Kamino, but he also doesn't have a seat on the Marauder. Despite being a double amputee, he's made to stand in many of the scenes we see him in, while the rest of The Bad Batch reclines in some way. One example is in episode seven, when everyone is asleep waiting for Wrecker to wake up and Echo is the only one standing. His lack of an arm is another example--he's still made to climb and carry things literally one handed, while the probe attachment only occasionally serves a purpose. Why not give Echo a hand that opens up with a probe inside it? Disabled fans have noted that it's like the team refuses to acknowledge Echo's status as a disabled character, instead either choosing to put him in extremely uncomfortable situations that an able bodied person would be fine with, or ignoring him entirely. In episode seven, we also see that Echo has a patch on his head before anyone else has even had the surgery to remove the chip. And when Wrecker wakes up, Rex says they only need to do three more, excluding Echo. Was Echo's chip removed off screen, and if so, why skip it? This may be a continuity issue, but such an oversight calls into question how much the writers see Echo as more than just the butt of jokes and the metal ragdoll, subject to constant uncomfortable situations and dehumanization. Within the Bad Batch, the implications are still dire: they may have pulled out Echo's chip as a tester before doing the "real" work of taking out Wrecker's. Echo is referred to as "more machine than man" by Tech in the premiere, and then Crosshair makes a comment about how Echo has been "turned into that", regarding his series of prosthetics and technology keeping him functioning. The worst offense is when he gets sold, and it's played off for laughs that the mostly-metal disabled man is now being treated as actually metal and inhuman. The Clone Wars already had issues with acknowledging the clones' status as slaves (Slick is villainized, the Kadavo arc makes no mention of how Rex feels being sold into slavery), and it's disappointing to see that these issues have continued into The Bad Batch. Fans are hoping that Echo doesn't keep being put into dehumanizing or otherwise dangerous situations for a disabled person, like when he got thrown and stunned in episode seven. (1) If the team had wanted to show damage to his skin without completely bleaching him, they could have designed him with patchiness, vitiligo, and/or other skin tone variations that show that damage has been done. Fans of color have also noted that this change seems to be permanent, as Echo does not seem to be regaining his melanin. Hunter | Crosshair | Wrecker | Tech | Omega | Home Fan Theories | Photo Gallery | Art Tutorial | Other Issues | FAQ | Goal

#mod CH #unwhitewashtbb #star wars #the bad batch #echo tbb #echo #long post #racism #ableism #carrd #unwhitewash tbb #tbb #sw tbb #swtbb #unwhitewash the bad batch #uwwtbb

[tragedy-for-sale]

Angst Iguana's Plaza

Masterlist 2021

Hey everyone! Long delay on the 2021 masterlist but I got some fics floating around so I told myself if I wanted to post them I had to do this, so blarg!

If you want to travel to The Midnight Zone for deeper fics, that link is here. Fics posted there will stay there, so they won't be on this masterlist.

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How To Save a Life

 Medics and Surgeons alike are called back to a medical base to preform high-risk surgeries throughout the week. Simple enough, right?

|| The King || Cracked Crown || Last of Us || Solemn Silence || 

501st  

Obi-Wan, Anakin and Ahsoka // Because of You, You're Gone //

Ahsoka // Monster; I am //

501st

Bad Batch

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Bad Batch // Nothing Could be Better //

Bad Batch (Cadets) // Pain Like This //

Bad Batch // Wild Blue //

Bad Batch // Burning House //

Hunter // That's Us //

Crosshair and Tech // Your Smile, Your Laugh, Your Love. I Remember //

Crosshair and Tech // Your Silence, I Miss //

Crosshair // Cold Demeanor //

Crosshair // The Horns are Fake //

Crosshair // Tendency //

Tech // Wires Unwired (Growing Pains) //

Tech // I Miss my Brother //

Tech // Lifeboat //

Tech // Waving, Smiling //

Tech // Smells Like Teen Spirit //

Tech // Dance With the Devil //

Omega and Tech // Starry Night; Bright Eyes //

Hunter // Remember? Remembered //

Hunter // All I Know so Far //

Echo // Falling Inside the Black //

Wear and Tear

// Tech // Hunter //

Headcannons

Bad Batch: Cadet Batch

Bad Batch: Mornings

Bad Batch: Singing

Goofball Crosshair

Updated: Hunter

Updated: Tech

Updated: Echo

Updated: Wrecker

Updated: Crosshair

Updated: Omega

Bad Batch 

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This masterlist for 2021 is done! There may be a few fics floating around but whateves!

#so much bad batch #I was thinking last night how short my masterlist was compared to last year #and that would be because my 2020 list had 100 fics on it #crazy #also I wasn't counting the bad batch fics #only my other ones #which is #two #other fic #huh #well #that sucks ig #clones #star wars #clone wars #tcw #sw #angst Iguana's Plaza #angst Iguana #bad batch #tbb

[empiresmostwanted]

FAULT LINES

for @bitterfishies

My assignment for the Clone Wars Post Exchange 2021

Summary: It’s not the first time Crosshair has found himself at the centre of a fight, and it won’t be the last; Hunter will treat it as if it’s both | Warnings: one use of strong language | Words: 1.8k

posted on ao3 | the exchange | my writing

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23BBY

Clone Military Education Complex, Tipoca City, Kamino

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Training Room 071 lay in silence.

Hunter had never hung around after the sims; as soon as the flag was retrieved, the droids were shut down and the door opened, and he left in formation amidst a contingent of fellow clones. He didn't relax his shoulders until the hatch closed behind him.

How eerie it was, then, when the lights were dimmed. The observation decks above and below, usually occupied by Kaminoans, trainers from all corners of the galaxy, and even – on occasion – Jango Fett himself, were back-lit only by pale-blue emergency strips. The pool was deep and dark and still, without the typical flurry of activity in its depths: the flashes of blaster bolts, clones with their breathing packs, and the training droids' glowing eyes. The only sound was the incessant buzz of electromagnetic energy emitted from bulbs and security cams, to which Hunter alone was privy.

At the pool's edge sat Crosshair, all limbs and lean muscle he struggled to gain, chin resting in the palm of his hand. His legs – already longer than any of his brothers', save the still-growing Wrecker – dangled over the lip, the tips of his boots kissing the mirrored surface.

"Tech's got a big mouth."

Hunter bit down on the easy rebuke he found at the tip of his tongue, and said, "He's got a bigger heart."

Crosshair furrowed his brows, and turned his face away.

Quelling a spike of irritation, Hunter made his way around the pool's perimeter, his footsteps a dampened echo in the lonely simulation room. Crosshair didn't look up as he approached.

"Mind if I join you?" 

"If I say yes, will you go away?"

Hunter shook his head – he wouldn't, his brother knew it – and sidestepped Crosshair's discarded effects: the helmet, still attached by its breathing tubes to the oxygen pack on his back; the detachable fins that clipped to the tips of his boots; and the DC-12U rifle, equipped with a torch to cut through the gloom of deep water. Hunter ignored the roll of Crosshair's eyes when he took the spot beside him, letting his own legs hang over the edge.

"What happened, Cross?"

Crosshair shook his head. "I don't want to talk about it." 

Hunter sighed, and leaned back on his hands; he'd been in the process of peeling off his armour when Tech had found him, and the floor was damp beneath the gloveless skin of his palms.

He let a moment pass between them in silence. When Crosshair didn't immediately depart at the possibility of a talking to, Hunter took heart and said, "I don't like it when they split us up. It's not the same, running through the sims without you and the boys. The regs, they don't always get how we work, or what we need to operate to the best of our abilities. I understand it's ... difficult."

"What the fuck do you know?" Crosshair hissed, turning for the first time to face his brother. For all the animosity in his voice, Hunter was surprised to see Cross' eyes were a little too bright, a little too glassy in the blue light.

He wasn't surprised to see a bruise forming beneath his right socket; the cheekbone red and puffy, fluid gathering beneath the skin until it was stretched and shiny. His eye had almost swollen shut.

"It's not as simple as that, Hunter. Look at yourself. You might not feel like one of them, with all your fancy senses. But you can't deny you look like them."

He couldn't. Uncertain how to respond, Hunter leaned forward and peered down into the water where, far below, he could make out the pale, feeble glow of the second observation deck, its curved viewport like the gaping maw of a drowsing sea creature. On the glass-like surface, he was confronted by his reflection. Apart from his hair, which he liked to keep a little longer than the Kaminoans preferred, and his eyes, which were more grey than brown, Hunter looked much like the rest of his brothers: he possessed the same height and build, the same nose and wider jawline. He couldn't deny that he'd never been a target of the more spiteful regs, seeking a fight in all the wrong places.

He glanced over at Crosshair. Was he looking at his own image, mirrored in the pool below? Was he focusing on his hair, the mess of thick curls already turning grey at the roots? Or was it the angular features and narrow frame that were impossible to conceal? Hunter wondered if he struggled to reconcile this reflection with the man he was expected to be.

"What happened, Cross?" he asked again, then winced; his tone sounded accusatory, even to his own ears. He placed a hand on Crosshair's shoulder, where a hairline fracture had formed in the veneer of his spaulder. "Please, talk to me. I can't help if you keep me in the dark."

He thought Crosshair might shrug him off. Instead, he seemed to fold in on himself, back curved, worrying the inside of his cheek with his teeth.

At last, he spoke. "The objective was to take out as many aqua droids as possible in the allotted time."

"And …"

"And that's what I did. Then I saw Otto had been marked, and if he wasn't careful, he'd be facing a trip to the bottom of the pool, and disqualification. I was trying to help – everyone wanted to beat the other team – so I took out the droid, and he wasn't happy about it. Not my fault he didn't pay attention."

"Why wasn't he happy?"

"Said I took the point from him." He scoffed, and Hunter knew his brother well enough to understand the disdain creeping into his voice was born not out of arrogance, but of a well-oiled mechanism for deflection. "As if it would've made any difference." 

"So Otto did this?"

Crosshair shrugged.

Hunter clenched his jaw as a ball of anger flared in his chest – anger for Crosshair, anger towards Crosshair, this churning, familiar eddy of emotion – and grabbed his brother by the arm. Look at me! He wanted to yell it, he wanted to shake him by the shoulders. Talk to me. Aren't we a team?

But Crosshair wouldn't meet his gaze.

"Tech said you didn't fight back. He told me you just stood there, glaring at them. That you didn't even say a word. But he tried to step in, didn't he? And they turned on him. Is that how Otto found himself in the medbay? Why were you prepared to stand up for Tech, but not for yourself?"

"Stop!" Crosshair snapped, his voice fracturing down the middle like the crack in his armour – almost imperceptible, something Hunter couldn't hear so much as feel in his own throat.

"Crosshair—"

"Just drop it, Hunter." And Crosshair pulled away, wrenching himself from Hunter's grasp. Eyes downcast, he gathered up his armour, his discarded weapon, and climbed to his feet. "Nothing you say will change anything. So why bother?"

A pang throbbed in Hunter's chest, an old wound still tender to the touch. Because they were brothers. Because, not so long ago, they'd been close. And because Hunter suspected, not for the first time, that Crosshair was his mirror, reflecting back the parts of himself he struggled to accept, the side he tried to conceal, and the pieces that scared him.

He didn't realise that when Crosshair looked at him, he saw the young man he wanted to be, all that potential, the leader – and he was envious.

Hunter hurried after Crosshair. If he let him leave and return to the barracks where Tech and Wrecker would be waiting, let him ignore everyone and fall into his bunk and turn his back to the rest of the galaxy, then the conversation would be over; Crosshair would wake the next day and beat them all to the mess, pretend the black eye didn't hurt, pretend nothing had ever happened at all.

"Leave me alone," said Crosshair, little more than exhaustion in his voice now, his long legs carrying him to the blast doors.

"It's jealousy, Cross," said Hunter – reaching, searching for anything to convince him that different wasn't bad, anything to say that would keep his brother from drifting away on a tide he couldn't return from. "Our mutations, they give us an advantage: Wrecker's strength is greater than theirs, Tech's intelligence is higher than theirs, your eyesight is better than theirs. We didn't ask for it, but them's the breaks. I'm not saying it's right, or reasonable, but it's jealousy."

Crosshair came to a stop and turned to face him, a sneer contorting his mouth. "We're different, Hunter. In a sea of clones, we stand out like a sore thumb. You don't think it's as simple as that?"

"Maybe that's exactly the point. What if they want to stand out, too? What if they don't want to disappear into the sea? Consider that we don't even have to try. And when we're a team, we're unstoppable. So yes, perhaps it is as simple as that."

Crosshair chewed on his bottom lip, chewed on Hunter's words.

Hunter sighed. "Look, I know it's not easy. I hear what they say. I see what they do. I know they don't try their luck with Wrecker, and I know they got bored with Tech. But I don't want you to be afraid of being yourself. You're worth standing up for, Cross."

Crosshair looked away, his eyes seeming to shimmer in the half-light.

"And one day, it'll be different," Hunter continued. "We'll be out there somewhere, doing what we're best at. And our differences won't seem so strange anymore."

Hunter couldn't know if that was true. But as they fell into silence, as Crosshair fixed on the ground and blinked a little too fast, he hoped for it more desperately than he'd ever hoped for anything else. 

"Hunter, I …"

"It's okay, Cross. You don't have to say anything." Hunter stepped closer and placed a hand on each of Crosshair's shoulders. "I just want you to know that you can, if you want to."

Crosshair met his gaze then, and nodded.

Hunter figured that might be good enough for now.

"Good," he said, and ruffled his brother's hair. Crosshair stepped out of his reach and glared at him. "Now, let's get you to the medbay before they catch us in here and put us on latrine duty?"

"I don't need to go to the medbay," Crosshair muttered.

"You're going to the medbay."

And Crosshair went, because it was Hunter who said so. But Hunter didn't realise, couldn't realise, that as the blast doors sealed shut behind them, his words of comfort were taking root in his brother like a weed – a weed that would drink of salt water and gorge on fear.

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And there you have it! I find their dynamic and potential so interesting, and I’m really hoping this is explored more in future seasons of TBB; in the meantime, this was my self-indulgent attempt at creating a little more backstory for them and looking at the strengths and weaknesses of their relationship. I had a great time writing it, so I hope you enjoyed reading it! (Also, if anyone has some art of a curly-haired Crosshair, please feel free to tag me!) ❤️

#crosshair & hunter #crosshair #crosshair fic #hunter #hunter fic #the bad batch #sw fics #my fics #my writing #clone wars post exchange 2021 #clone wars px 2021

[nimata-beroya]

I remembered that it's Friday (finally!!) and I should be doing some self-promotion today, so here it is! It's my take on how Wrecker lost his eye and got the scar on his face that I wrote for Whumptober 2 years ago. Enjoy!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Words: 1097 Relationships: Crosshair & Hunter & Tech & Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) Characters: Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Tech (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Crosshair (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), CC-2224 | Cody (mentioned) Additional Tags: Whumptober 2021, Angstober 2021, Star Wars X-tober Extravaganza 2k21, swxt 2k21, Whump, Hurt No Comfort, Hurt Wrecker, Hurt Tech, Pre-Canon, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, Serious Injuries, Head Injury, Day 6 Series: Part 5 of Star Wars X-tober Extravaganza 2k21, Part 6 of Good Soldiers Follow Orders, Good Brothers Disobey Them Summary: The Bad Batch goes on their first mission to the battlefront. Things take a sudden turn south.

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SEEING RED

Red.

All that Tech can see is red. Standing outside the medbay in the middle of the hallway, he can’t stop watching his trembling hands drenched in blood. It’s not his, it belongs to Wrecker. His big brother, who after saving Tech’s life on the battlefield, is now at the medics’ care, battling for his own life. 

Tech closes his eyes, trying to block the gory view, to no avail. The memory of how his hands ended up in such a state plays in his mind with vivid accuracy. It took only a second for their first mission on the battlefront, which they thought accomplished, to turn into a living hell. 

Tech stopped running and turned around before pushing the button in his datapad to detonate the droid poppers he had placed on the enemy, and watched the clankers fall onto the ground with their circuits fried. A few feet away to Tech’s right, Hunter downed his last targets with powerful slashes of his vibroblade. Crosshair did his thing, taking out the stragglers perched on a close-by hill, while Wrecker tore apart droids with his bare hands and laughed uproariously. They wiped out the droid battalion, leaving none standing.

No longer having to worry about the enemy, Tech went to inspect the cargo The Batch was tasked by Commander Cody to intercept if possible or destroy otherwise. He jumped on the skiff and scanned the crates. 

“What do we have, Tech?” Hunter asked through the commlink.

“Four crates, twenty-four kilos of Detonite each. And one crate full of thermal detonators. The cargo is intact.”

“Good. Let’s get that to the Commander.”

“Sir, yes, sir.”

Tech went to the skiff’s control panel to pilot the transport closer to the camp of the Republic’s forces. It wasn’t safe to delay delivering the explosive to someone who would properly handle it. By his calculations, more clankers were on their way.

“Can we keep a crate?” Wrecker asked.

“No!” Tech said, two more voices echoing in unison through comms.

“Oh, why not? C’mon! The GAR won’t miss one tiny crate. I can do good use o’ it.”

“I said no, Wrecker,” Hunter said in a commanding voice that brokered no argument.

Tech awaited Wrecker to grumble about the denial, but instead, he heard shots fired and Wrecker shouting his name in alarm and much closer than expected, “Tech!” 

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#fic back friday #seeing red #tbb #the bad batch #tbb wrecker #tbb tech #whumptober 2021 #swxt 2k21 #angstober 2021

[hellowkatey]

welcome, friends

my name is kate. i write things. this is my main blog where I post about my writing, scream about star wars, and occasionally yell into the void. my inbox is open for prompts/requests!

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Hellowkatey's SW Masterlist

table of contents - masterlists - longform fics - gen works - shipping works color code key popular with readers- based on ao3 stats kate's favorites- fics of mine that I just really love ongoing- still being updated

Masterlists

The Bad Batch Masterlist

Febuwhump 2021

Angstpril 2021 

Whumptober 2021

med bay diaries masterlist

2022 New Year's Fic Exchange

Longform Fics (15k+ words)

The Plights of Force Visions- 18.0k. Obi-Wan Kenobi has many infamous force abilities. He is most notorious for his connection with animals, though his silver tongue and acrobatic leaps are close behind. Lesser known are his visions, frequent and pungent. These are the tales of a lifetime of seeing too much.

This is Master Obi-Wan Kenobi- 15k. While on a mission checking out an abandoned Jedi Temple, Padawan Obi-Wan happens across a piece of the future with an ominous message.

Memories Time Nor Sith Can Erase- 51.8k. Obi-Wan Kenobi wakes up on an unknown planet with no memory of how he got there or... really anything about his life. Anakin and Ahsoka have to follow the trail that has long gone cold to find the Jedi Master before whatever made him drop off the face of the galaxy gets to him first.

Saving Grace- 24.2k. There's a lot riding on this mission. It's the Bad Batch's first mission reunited with Crosshair, the first time Tech has allowed Omega to pilot the ship on her own, and the life of an important informant for the rebellion is at stake. But when their important mission is sabotaged by a mysterious operative, the team discovers they weren't the first defective clones to come out of Nala Se's lab... and it may change the future of their squad forever.

What are Men to Rocks and Mountains?- 72.3k. Satine Kryze is Mandalore's duchess-to-be, but after numerous assassination attempts, she realizes she needs help to stay alive long enough to claim her throne... of course, the only ones that can help her are Obi-Wan Kenobi-- who she vowed to despise for all of eternity-- and Master Qui-Gon Jinn. (Pride and Prejudice fusion)

Tribulations- 68.6k. After the death of Qui-Gon Jinn, Obi-Wan isn't able to fulfill his master's dying words to train Anakin. The Force leads him down a darker path and he is surprised by what he finds.

Adjustments for Life and Personality (and How it Hurts) ~ 301k. After the destruction of Kamino, the Bad Batch return for Crosshair. What they find changes the dynamic of their family forever. (adapted RP with helo572, lapis01, m00nie, pamikarita, and wwheeljack)

Gen Works (non-shipping)

Obi-Wan

Six Final Breaths - 2.8k. Obi-Wan has let go of a lot in his life. These are the 5 times he has heard the plea to let the ones he loves go, and the one time he get to say it.

Eyes Wide Shut- 2.3k. Obi-Wan deals with the torturous effects of a very long time without sleep.

Crash at Point Rain- 1.8k. At the Second Battle of Geonosis, Obi-Wan's gunship is shot down while trying to land at their rendevous point.

A Long Way Down- 2.1k. It is widely known that Obi-Wan Kenobi hates going to the healers, but many do not know that his dislike of medical procedures is actually rooted in a particular experience from his youngling days.

Business and Pleasure- 1.5k. Ventress has taken Obi-Wan hostage, and he must find the motivation to endure the merciless torture.

Varactyls, not Krayt Dragons- 5.3k. What happens after Obi-Wan boards the medical transport off Geonosis.

things get worse ~ 591 words. The war on Melida/Daan weighs heavy on Obi-Wan as the death toll rises in a horrifying way.

the problem with hope ~ 2.3k. After Mustafar and Padmé's death, Bail makes sure Obi-Wan is taking care of himself.

I'll help you carry on ~ 7.5k. 5 glimpses into Obi-Wan training Boga to be his service animal, and 1 time that training pays off. (Boga Service Animal AU)

what if's and what if not's ~ 2.5k. Mace Windu finds out how Obi-Wan has really been dealing with Qui-Gon's death

somebody catch my breath ~ 12.3k. after being rescued from Kadavo, Obi-Wan's injuries are extensive

and with stranger aeons ~ 5.8k. Obi-Wan isn’t able to catch himself from falling off the flight platform in his fight with Jango and learns the truth about Kamino’s mysterious existence

here & now ~ 3.4k. Owen and Beru Lars are not home. There are no life forms in the general radius of his homestead, actually. Obi-Wan finds himself more relieved than he should be. He looks down at Luke still sleeping softly and smiles. “The Force has overruled me, young one.” [or, Obi-Wan and Luke go into hiding on Alderaan instead of Tatooine]

i've seen that road before ~ 13.5k. There was that feeling again. Obi-Wan clutched his head, his eyes screwed shut against a blinding light. Untangle the threads, Padawan. Something whispered in the back of his mind, something that spoke of a darker path… [Or, four trips that went wrong for Obi-Wan, and one that finally went right.] (collab with calltomuster, pandora151, and the_last_kenobi)

Anakin

All That Remains- 1.6k After his defeat on Mustafar, Vader realizes all he has lost and what little remains.

Ahsoka

Learning to Fly- 1.0k. Ahsoka struggles with adjusting to her new life outside of the Jedi Order.

I Carry On- 2.8k. On her first night after leaving the Jedi Order, Ahsoka looks for ways to get her mind off the family she left behind.

Tally Marks- 1.5k. After a battle, Ahsoka has a revelation about the truth of what war does to those who never wanted to be involved.

The Same Eyes-2.8k. Ahsoka Tano makes a pitstop on Tatooine and runs into a young Luke Skywalker.

Rex

Oya Manda- 1.8k. While enslaved on Kadavo, Rex takes a young Togruta under his wing.

Obi-Wan & Anakin

Only a Moment Later- 1.4k. Anakin and Obi-Wan chase a spy.

When I Fall Apart- 2.0k. It's been a week since being rescued from Kadavo, and Obi-Wan is convinced he is fine. Anakin, on the other hand, knows his former master better than that.

We Rise and We Fall and We Break- 2.8k. Obi-Wan is searching for meaning in the Force during his time on Tatooine and finds clarity from old faces.

I Will Always Be Here 4.0k. Anakin takes a joyride on the Temple speeders but manages to catch the attention of some road-ragers.

Not Much Has Changed, Except for Everything- 4.4k. Anakin is angry at Obi-Wan, and the Force decides to intervene by throwing him back in time.

A World on Fire- 1.2k. Obi-Wan finds Anakin after a dangerous accident.

Unpleasant Truths- 2.1k. Obi-Wan and Anakin are stuck in a room with one another while waiting for truth serum to wear off.

Care, Trust, and the Force (of course)- 1.7k. Anakin takes a tumble during a battle that brings about a lot of old fears.

The Further I Fall- 2.7k. A simple recon mission on Hoth turns into the discovery of a chilling operation.

Coming Down from it All- 2.5k. Obi-Wan and Anakin locate their target in a suspicious location and decide to spring the possible trap anyway.

A Toast to Diplomatic Dangers- 2.0k. It's difficult to enjoy a nice dinner when everyone at the table is hell-bent on killing you. Obi-Wan and Anakin find this out the hard way.

A Magnet for Trouble- 3.9k. Anakin gets too close to a Sith artifact, and Obi-Wan must figure out how to get his padawan back.

Just Resting My Eyes- 1.2k. During a war, sleep is few and far between sometimes. Especially for stubborn Jedi who think meditation is a substitute for a REM cycle.

I Need an Adultier Adult- 2.6k. Obi-Wan is newly knighted and facing some issues adjusting to having a padawan. Anakin isn't exactly making the transition easy on his new master.

Four Walls and Two Jedi- 10.0k. Obi-Wan and Anakin get exposed to a deadly virus and must spend two weeks in quarantine battling sickness, ghosts from the past, and worries for the future.

Drunken General Kenobi: A Field Observation - 4.5k. After a long time of being deployed, the gang decides to go out for drinks on their first night on leave. Obi-Wan has a little too much to drink and chaos ensues.

Safe ~ 1.3k. He keys in the door code, still the same as when he was a padawan. Obi-Wan's front door slips open and Anakin walks leisurely inside. Something is definitely wrong. Anakin's first clue is the cloak abandoned in the center of the floor. His second clue is the pang of warning that cuts through the Force a moment too late.

it's too late ~ 632 words. Obi-Wan makes it back from Utapau while Anakin is still attacking the Jedi Temple.

Obi-Wan & Qui-Gon

One Last Lesson- 1.6k. Qui-Gon tries to reach out to Obi-Wan from beyond the living. It doesn't go as expected.

i am one acquainted with the night ~ 3.3k. Obi-Wan tries to connect with a wild animal, and it goes very wrong.

coming up only to show you're wrong~ 2.8k. Obi-Wan made a choice. As did he. For a year, Qui-Gon waited for the boy to change his mind, and for a year he only heard radio silence. Until now. A message in the night originating from a Temple code. His heart had admittedly soared from that short message alone.

Jedi assistance urgently requested on Melida/Daan.

hand over hand ~ 3.3k. There is a piece of crumpled flimsy in his pocket with a list: 1. My name is Obi-Wan Kenobi 2. The man who found me’s name is Qui-Gon Jinn 3. I am a Jedi Padawan 4. My memory was erased by the Syndicat 5. I am safe. The last is more of a reminder whenever his heart starts beating too fast for one who is sitting still.

long nights and longer mornings ~ 1.9k. Obi-Wan has a bit too much to drink, and Qui-Gon is there to take care of him (and poke a little fun at him, of course)

a game with no winner ~ 3.8k. The Force spikes. A warning. A familiar presence approaching from the shadows. Obi-Wan swiftly turns while drawing his saber in the same moment. When the blue blade extends, it illuminates a face that Obi-Wan never thought he’d see again.

“Xanatos?”

what is necessary (for love and war) ~ 7.8k. Obi-Wan didn’t come back with him. Once again, he is without a Padawan.

The moment cool durasteel meets his fingertips, the overwhelming presence of Obi-Wan slams into him so hard the room begins to spin. Qui-Gon sinks to the floor, saber clutched in both hands and pressed tight against his chest as though it’s actually Obi-Wan he’s hugging.

"You have to go back."

[or, after leaving Obi-Wan on Melida/Daan, Qui-Gon wakes up in the middle of a different war]

Rex & Ahsoka

Shattered… (from a Certain Point of View)- 1.9k. Order 66 is called, and Rex has to fight against his programming.

Obi-Wan & Ahsoka

Adventures in Padawan-Sitting- 3.9k. Ahsoka has to spend a week with Obi-Wan and the 212th while Anakin is away. Obi-Wan is excited to have his grand-padawan visiting and tries to make it as fun and exciting for her as possible.

fool me twice- 1.9k. The rebellion is in trouble, which brings Ahsoka to the front door of an unnamed ally on Tatooine. She is not expecting the person who answers the door at all.

one call away ~ 2.3k. “Good morning, Ahsoka,” Obi-Wan says with an unavoidable crack in his voice. “I am afraid I need to ask a favor of you.”

Cody and Obi-Wan

When Darkness Wins- 1.6k. Cody wakes up with a horrible headache, no memory of how he obtained his injury, and the mysterious absence of his general.

The Ground is my Halt- 1.8k. Obi-Wan is injured, and Cody feels responsible. An old foe makes an expected resurgence.

a weapon of a more civilized age ~ 3.9k. Cody and Obi-Wan are taken hostage, and Cody has to find his own way out.

after the war ~ 1.9k. Cody doesn’t know how to process it at all. All these years— his entire life has been devoted to training and preparing and now… All around him, brothers remove their buckets in similar disbelief. There are no words exchanged between them, only this shared hesitancy that settles in a thick fog over them. The war is over.

Disaster Lineage

J'adoube- 7.7k. There are only two scenarios that make sense in this moment: 1. The Force has caused a divergence in the flow of time for reasons still unknown. or 2. Obi-Wan has a more active imagination than he thought, and the last twenty-eight years of his life have been one very long, very elaborate dream.

Unfinished Business- 1.3k. Qui-Gon lives after the duel at Naboo, but the Force isn’t happy about it. Fate had already predetermined this was to be his final hours, and now he lives on borrowed time.

Good Sleep is Hard to Find- 3.7k. The Disaster Lineage™ has a long history of being horrible at getting the sleep they need.

Bones in the Drift- 2.8k. After a battle with heavy casualties, Ahsoka observes how the clones mourn their fallen brothers.

Campfire Tales- 3.7k. Stranded after a particularly rough mission, Anakin, Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, and Rex pass around a bottle of Corellian whisky and learn shocking stories of Kenobi's past.

Memories Time Nor Sith Can Erase- 51.8k. Obi-Wan Kenobi wakes up on an unknown planet with no memory of how he got there or... really anything about his life. Anakin and Ahsoka have to follow the trail that has long gone cold to find the Jedi Master before whatever made him drop off the face of the galaxy gets to him first.

A Rather Dangerous Game of Catch- 369. Spending nearly a week in hyperspace with nothing to do is a recipe for boredom... and everyone knows Anakin and Ahsoka don't do well with sitting still.

How to Train Your Droid- 2.9k. A bored and mischievous Anakin Skywalker is a recipe for something to go awry. After all, reprograming Artoo's language core is a great idea for a prank... but it turns out, Artoo has a lot to say.

Ghosts of the Past 8.6k. An unexpected visitor shows up on the ship, and Cody learns a shocking fact about his general's past.

The Count’s Gambit ~ 2.5k. “Sit,” Dooku says, extending his hand to gesture toward the opposite seat. “I don’t understand.” Dooku has gone through the trouble of capturing and containing him. Give it a few more hours and the Count very well may have the brunt of the GAR. All this effort and he wants to play a game of chess?

Obi-Wan & Quinlan Vos

I'll be on your side when the dreams run dry- 8.5k. Quinlan returns to the Jedi Temple to find a newly-knighted Obi-Wan exhausted and overwhelmed. To give his friend a break, he padawan-sits Anakin for the day, and of course, they find some chaos to cause.

Clones (see additional masterlists for TBB fics)

Welcome to War, Shiny~ 2.9k. It's Kix's first day out of medic training and things go wrong pretty quick

it's hard to be the one that survives ~ ongoing. Kix works to save Cody's life after being crushed beneath the crashed gunship, and Rex fears losing another brother.

Arms of a Brother ~ 1.4k. Umbara's most devastating moment through Kix's eyes

OT Trio

These Were Once the Good Ol’ Days- 854. Leia goes through old holovids.

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Shipping Fics

Obi-Wan x Satine (Obitine)

Read my Mind- 1.8k. Satine and Obi-Wan are overrun by bounty hunters while at the market.

All These Things That I Have Done- 2.7k. After Obi-Wan is captured by bounty hunters, Satine and Qui-Gon must find him.

The Breaking of a Heart- 3.5k. Obi-Wan is on Mandalore to help Satine, but Maul prevails and takes his revenge. Anakin feels a disturbance in the Force.

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