#tbb headers

[hipwell]

isn’t pabu beautiful? i sure hope nothing bad happens to it!

#it’s so over #i’m literally so scared guys #i know shits about to hit the fan i can feel it #at least these would be pretty headers if y’all want! just pls like or rb first :) #and lmk! i want to see your pretty blogs #the bad batch #tbb #pabu #the bad batch s3 #swedit #tbbedit

[fkmylif3]

STAR WARS: THE BAD BATCH 01x15 ∙ Return to Kamino

#star wars #tbb #the bad batch #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #hunter #crosshair #tbbedit #swedit #was making my new header and yes #i rewatched this episode AGAIN. #yeah hunter does it matter?? #if it really does then— *sigh* #whatever

[nobie]

‼️Fair warning to people who look at my acc. I’m changing my header to a minor tbb spoiler! It’s crosshair related!

#i need him biblically #HE CONSUMES ME #also doing this bc people have complained in the past about my headers being spoilers 🧍 #the bad batch #tbb spoilers #star wars #nobie does stuff #crosshair

[deejadabbles]

Echo and Comms (Echo x Reader) Chapter Three

Summary: Who could know that a simple night out with your friend would lead to this? A life of danger and the man of your dreams. Echo x Communications Officer Reader (gender neutral). Friends to lovers/star-crossed lovers. A.N: First off I would like say I'm so sorry (!!!) this took so long to get out to anyone interested in this series! If I'm being blunt, I've been feeling rather discouraged over my Echo content. But, I still adore this man and have so many ideas on where to take this series, so, thank you to everyone who shows interest in this story! I appreciate the reblogs and comments so much! Secondly, the emotions of this chapter got away from me and before I knew it I was 3k words deep, so I'm warning you now that this is a heavy chapter, but I promise the sweet reunion and happy times are coming! I promise Word count: 3,814 Songs for listening: What Hurts the Most and Experience . Warnings: mentions and explorations of grief/loss, mentions of drinking as a coping mechanism, very heavy topics in general.

Part One /// Part Two /// Part Three /// [Part Four coming soon]

There was nothing to mourn.

That’s the reality that hit you hardest.

The clones gave everything to the republic, to the people, to the war, and they got nothing in return. You had always known that, of course. The debate of clone rights and personhood was always a raring topic since the start of the war, not that the question of their rights should be a debate at all. You had always known they were dealt a shitty hand in life, but it was never more apparent than now.

Now that there was nothing of your sweet, brave Echo to mourn.

There was no funeral, no last rites, no medals or flags given in his honor, not even a damn word of thanks for his sacrifice. His brothers would grieve for him, of course, perhaps the Jedi who had led him too, Echo had always spoken fondly of Skywalker, after all, but his brothers had no means to mourn. Not really. And no other family could offer you their shoulder, no mother or father, no one but soldiers who weren’t allowed to wear their sorrows on their sleeves.

There was nothing of Echo’s to mourn, nothing but the messages and pictures he had sent you.

They were the only proof of his existence, of his memory. That he wasn’t another number, that he was sweet and charming and smart, that he was awkward and rule-following and so damn caring. He had worried so much about his brothers, about them being remembered, and now, these communications were the only remembrance of him, of your Echo.

Eventually, you had to force yourself to stop looking them over for hours every night. Stop yourself from hoping that you would get one last comm from him. One last picture of his dorky smile, of him and Fives causing havoc. One last call to tell you he missed you, to tell you he loved you. 

Echo had loved you. 

And you, oh, how you had loved him too. You had fallen for him fast and hard, and now this pain was the unyielding ground at the end of that fall.

Work was your only solace. Work was an escape, a place where your mind couldn’t wander, couldn’t focus on the grief, couldn’t muse over your loss, your work was too important for that.

Mavis was your anchor, she gave you space and distractions in a good balance. Space to be alone so you weren’t just cramming your feelings in a box all day, and distractions when she knew you needed something that wasn’t work or grief. 

You weren’t proud of the way you were careless with your drinks at the bar on those nights, but somehow, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care most of the time.

Days turned into weeks. The war stretched on, and death tolls rolled in every day, just numbers, faceless, dehumanized numbers. Just like your Echo.

Weeks turned into months. Work continued, a decryption there, a few lives saved here, small victories, victories that helped your pain. Each one was for your Echo now.

You had always taken pride in your work, pride in doing your part to ease this war, to win battles, but now this was just an extra layer of it, pride that you could help the brothers he had held so dear. It helped, and those around you started to notice. 

Eventually, it got easier to smile throughout the day, and you started to feel less guilty over that ease. Though, you still couldn’t crack jokes quite like you used to. At some point, your trips to the bar became less about drowning your sorrow and more about spending time with friends. Though, you still recoiled every time someone tried to flirt with you.

You hoped that things could get better.

The trouble was that no one told you that hope was a dangerous thing.

A sigh pushed itself past your teeth as you leaned back, rubbing your eyes to wash away the imprint of data streams behind your lids. Just a few more hours and you could go to that nice dinner Mavis had invited you to. It was a decent day, and you felt like eating.

The break from your work must have caught attention because someone cleared their throat beside you. Moving only one hand, you cracked an eye open toward the noise. It was Taan, a young and brilliant decrypter who had been placed under your care until he learned the ropes enough to work on his own. He was holding his data pad with a question burning in his eyes.

“Yeah, kid?” you asked, fighting a yawn.

“Do you have a minute to look something over?”

Silently, you sat upright again and waved him forward, letting your other hand drop.

He paused for just a moment, thought, then must have decided it was now or never, “Do you remember last week, when we decrypted that resource update?”

“You mean the one from the techno union, advertising their fancy new battle tactic algorithm?”

“Yeah, that one! See, I was taking another look at it, and…something doesn’t fit. It bothered me the first time we looked at it, but we were too busy relaying the new information to command for me to think about at the time, but now I looked it over again and…” Fingers tapped on the underside of the data pad as he bit his lip, then he shoved it towards you, “here just look for yourself, look at the developer signatures.”

You did as asked, eyes going to the bottom of the page where the techno union had listed the people involved with creating the algorithm. If you weren’t so used to decoding the various numeric-heavy code names those tech creeps used, it would have looked like gibberish. Wat Tambor’s was the only code name you had memorized and without your key, you weren’t sure who the others were….expect.

Your chair gave a creak as you jolted forward, a little shocked.

“See it?” Taan was trying to contain his excitement at your reaction, obviously glad he wasn’t going crazy. 

He wasn’t. There, right in the middle of the long list of contributors, was a strange name, not coded like the rest. ‘T1b3r’ It only had two numbers, unlike the others, meaning it had to be using a different cipher. Among the dozen confusing names, it was easy to miss.

Your mind was working overtime and you didn’t answer the kid quite yet as you pulled your chair back to your workstation, fingers dancing away at your desk unit. That didn’t stop Taan from rambling in your silence.

“I ran it through our other keys but it still didn’t make any sense, then I thought, maybe this guy’s using a whole new code we haven’t cracked yet? But in that case, why? Like why sign your contribution and make it harder to recognize your name and-”

“That’s because it’s not encoded at all,” you offered, “or at least, not a complicated code.”

“Huh?”

“You play Alderaan Gambit at all, kid?”

Taan hummed, “You mean that weird, over-complicated version of holochess? No, not really.”

Since your quick search on the net confirmed your suspicions, you leaned back in your chair again, “Well, one of the elements of the game is capturing each other’s pieces and holding them behind your ‘enemy line’ so to speak. The pieces aren’t just removed from play, they stay on the board and there are all kinds of strategies players can use to win the game with them. You know what those captured pieces are called?”

He shook his head.

“Tibers.”

Taan’s eyes went wide, “T1b3r!” he snatched his datapad back from your hands, “So… you don’t think that…?”

You hesitated, pulling your lip between your teeth, “That one of our own is being used behind enemy lines? Yeah…maybe.”

A fist slammed against your desk, nearly hitting your keyboard, and a growl pushed its way through your teeth. It was late, much later than you usually stayed, and well past your shift. You had told Taan to go home hours ago, insisting that you could wait for the response alone. 

After your litter discovery, you sent it up the chain of command and leveraged your reputation to get the report marked as a priority. You knew there was a chance that, even if they did look it over today, that they may not see what the two of you saw.

The response to your report was clear: there wasn’t enough evidence to warrant further investigation.

If you weren’t running on so little sleep and half blind from staring at the screen of your desk unit for 12 hours, you might have been able to see their point. It was, admittedly, a weak connection. There were countless languages and cultures in the galaxy, so even if the code name was meant to spell out ‘Tiber’ there was little reason to think it was in reference to a strategy game and not just a birth-given name.

But still, something just didn’t sit right with you. Something was off, you could feel it in your gut, and after years of trusting your gut to stay alive, you weren’t in the habit of ignoring it.

You rubbed the corners of your tired eyes, hoping to alleviate the pressure growing there. The supervisors weren’t any help to you now, but you weren’t ready to let this go just yet. You just had to think- think of who you could go to for another opinion!

After a moment, your head jerked back up, eyes still stinging as they met your holoscreen again. A quick search in the GAR records would give you your answer, they kept close track of what battalion was where at any given moment. It was serendipitous, or maybe it was fate telling you that you were right to push this further, either way, you practically lept from your chair when you saw that the 501st were currently on Coruscant.

Even if you could let this go until tomorrow (which you couldn’t), you had to go to them tonight, they were shipping out for Ringo Vinda in the morning to aid General’s Tiplee and Tiplar.

You were already clocking out with the Corrie guards on duty before you realized you weren’t even sure who to contact or how. A part of you felt like you knew the men of the 501st, especially Torrent company. 

The number of times Echo had talked about them, all the pictures he sent, the videos he recorded of their antics, they felt like old friends. Echo had wanted you to meet them all, mentioned all the time of plans for you to join his brothers on shore leave the next time they came home. A chance you two never got.

There was a sudden shake of your head as if that could brush the spiraling thoughts away. You had to focus, this wasn’t about your lost chances.

You thought about asking Mavis for Fives’ comm code, but that felt a little trange. So, instead, you checked the time and, when you realized drinking hours were just starting, you headed for your speeder bike.

You hadn’t been back to 79’s since the night you met Echo. When you two were together, it was simply because there were other bars you and your friends preferred more and now that he was gone, no one even dared mention the name of the place.

It wasn’t nearly as hard to walk in as you thought it would be. Though, that was mostly due to the fact that you were avoiding looking at any of the patrons in armor for too long. That wouldn’t last forever, of course, the whole reason you were here was to talk to someone who had the same face as him.

There wasn’t much wandering needed before you spotted a group in blue, downing shots and making a general ruckus at the bar. You recognized the large tattoo on one of them and actually smiled to yourself. A picture came to the surface of your mind, one with three of Echo’s brothers standing in a smoke-filled kitchen. The corner of Echo’s laughing face had been beside the caption: ‘They were betting on who the better cook was. They all lost’.

Again you had to tamp down the feelings welling up inside and once you had, you marched to the bar. You tapped on the armored shoulder, just before he grabbed another shot.

When he looked over his shoulder at you, you said, “Are you Jesse?”

He arched an eyebrow, then turned to face you fully, eyes scanning up and down, “Hey, you aren’t a clone.”

“Observant one, aren’t you?”

That made him smirk, “Just not used to seeing natborns in those uniforms- but yeah, I’m Jesse, what’s your name, hot lips?”

You opened your mouth, but it wasn’t your voice that called your name, instead, a hand gripped your shoulder and you turned to see Fives with concern written on his face. The moment you saw him, something that wasn’t there when you looked at Jesse gripped your heart, but like the other emotions, you swallowed it.

“Fives, is your captain here? I need to speak with Rex.”

His eyes narrowed, “Rex? Why?”

You hesitated, and the moment you did, Fives handed his drink off to someone else and guided you away from the heart of the ruckus (leaving Jesse ignored and a little bewildered).

“I just need to talk to him. Something was brought to my attention at work today and I think he might be able to help me.”

Again, Fives just stared at you, but when you only answered him with a hard stare, he sighed. “Rex is having a drink with Commander Bly,” he jabbed his thumb towards a two-seat table near the corner. Before you could shove past him, however, his grip on your arm tightened a bit. “Hey- just hold on a sec, will you? Can I at least ask how you’re doing?”

You didn’t miss the way he tried to duck into your vision, to lock his gaze with the eyes that were avoiding him. It wasn’t his fault, the emotion welling up inside, but you just couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. Fives was just too wrapped up in everything that reminded you of him.

But, he still deserved an answer.

“I’m…better. Things aren’t perfect, but,” with a calming breath, you looked up as close to his eyes as possible, focusing on all the little details of his face that distinguished him from Echo. “But they’re better.”

You knew he was staring at you still, maybe searching your face, maybe looking for signs of a lie or cover-up. After a moment, though, he sighed and straightened up. “Alright. Hey, before you leave, tell me, I’ll walk you home, okay?”

A smile flickered across your lips, Fives really was sweet, despite his playboy bravado. After giving his arm a gentle squeeze, you moved past him toward where Rex and his friend sat. As if by fate, the other man, Bly, got up before you closed in, heading for the bar for another round.

Rex’s gaze flicked up from his empty glass when he caught your movement in the corner of his eye.

“Captain Rex?”

“Yes, may I help you?” he asked, looking you over.

You held your hand out, and when you gave your name, his eyes widened. So, he did know of you. That made sense, Echo once said that he ‘bragged’ about you every chance he got, even to his captain. Before Rex could say anything, however, you got to business, “I’m sorry to interrupt your evening, Captain, but I need your help with something, do you have a moment?”

Rex didn’t hesitate, after casting a eyes to the bar and sharing a look with someone, presumably his friend, he waved for you to take a seat.

“Did you receive the report on the Techno Union’s new battle algorithm?” you asked once settled in the seat. He nodded, and so, you explained your situation, your theory, and what brought you to it, and how the higher-ups didn’t think it important enough to investigate. 

When you finished, Rex continued to stare at you for a moment, then, “Alright, so why have you come to me?”

“Because I-” you paused, mind faltering. You had a reason, of course you did, but how to put it? Your eyes dropped to the table for a moment, you thought, then darted your gaze back up to his with a sign, “Maybe I just want to know if I’m wasting my time. Captain, do you think a trooper would send a message like that? Or am I drawing conclusions where there aren’t any?”

For a moment, all Rex did was stare back at you, maybe mulling over his answer, maybe considering you, personally. Maybe both. “I mean, it’s possible. Anything is, I suppose. It would have to be a clone with advanced training, like a commando, or an ARC, and of course, to even know the reference to a tiber piece, they’d have to be familiar with Alderaan Gambit in the first-”

Rex cut himself off, mouth clapping shut and eyes going wide again.

That’s when it hit you too.

“Echo,” you breathed, mind connecting this line and that rapidly. “Why didn’t I think of it before?” Something warm flickered in your chest, something small but blooming as you thought over the possibility of your beloved. 

Hope. It was a spark of hope. 

Your rambling continued as the blanks filled themselves in, “Echo used to talk about how he played Alderaan Gambit with- with you, Rex! How you used to come up with battle strategies together while playing. If he was captured, maybe they realized his strategic skills, and now-!”

The spark was fanning itself by this point.

“Now he’s trapped, somehow forced to help their own battle strategies. But he’s too smart to let them get away with it.”

“Stop.”

“And not to mention his ARC training would include advanced splicing, which he’d need to hack into their reports to alter them. He would have all the skills to send us a message. And he would-”

“Stop!”

The sharp firmness of Rex’s tone caught you off guard, words fumbling in your mouth as your mind came to a screeching halt. When your eyes snapped up to his, a hard expression that had taken over his features. It softened a little, but his gaze said it all and you felt oddly chastised under it. 

Echo is gone. Echo is dead.

That spark in your chest dimmed.

Then, Rex sighed and placed a hand on your shoulder. “You can’t do that to yourself, little one. Believe me.” He paused for a moment, perhaps thinking, maybe collecting himself. “You can’t… hold on to the dead. It will tear you up inside more than anything. More than the loss, more than the grief, even the memories. Holding on will hurt you most in the end.” 

The hand tightened a little, almost affectionate, almost… paternal. His eyes were soft and full of years of hard-earned experience. Years of his own grief, of his own loss.

“Echo wouldn’t want that for you. He would want you to let him go, so you can heal.” Rex let his hand fall, gaze fixed on his drink again and you found that you were swallowing a sour taste in your throat. “We all have to move on. It’s the only way we can survive.”

The lining of sorrow in his words was the water that doused the remainder of that spark. Hope melted away like snow on skin and it stung just the same.

Again you found yourself choking on something in your throat; the bitterness of rising tears.

The way Rex kept his eyes unfocused on his hands said all that needed to be said, so you stood rather abruptly. “I’m sorry for taking up your time, Captain. Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

You thought he might have tilted his head back up to you as you turned to leave, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Besides that, he didn’t say or do anything as you walked away. There was a ringing in your ears as you went, and suddenly, wading through the crowd of patrons made your skin feel like it was on fire.

Everything was too loud now, the music pressing in on your ears, the lights burning your eyes. You felt dizzy as something else stung your eyes, that sour taste thickening in your throat as you burst through the doors. The stale city air did little to calm you, and you found yourself staggering to the side, trying to find any sort of privacy as your chest clawed itself with pain.

You had just ducked behind a row of speeder bikes when the tears broke free, a sob ripping your throat apart from the effort of holding it in. The sound bounced off the side of the building and echoed down the alley, just as the tears soaked into the permacrete without a care. 

The grief that had gotten better rolled over you like a tidal wave. Once again it pulled you under as if you hadn’t made any progress at all.

How could you be so stupid? How could you think that he was alive, that he had defied all odds and sent you some secret message? This wasn’t some romance novel, love and hope couldn’t change reality. Death didn’t just reverse because you begged it to. Stupid stupid stupid-

Once again your mind stalled as arms, warm and gentle, closed around you. Someone guided you to sit, calling your name so softly you almost couldn’t hear it over your own ragging thoughts. A hand tucked you close to an armored chest as they started a slow rocking motion with your bodies.

Stunned, you looked up past the armor and through the tears to find the kindest brown eyes you had seen since your last call with Echo.

“It’s alright, vod’ika,” he whispered, “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

Fives tucked your head under his chin, still rocking you as he rubbed your back and repeated his assurances.

The waves came again with a vengeance and this time, you let it happen. You curled into his embrace and wept, tears and sobs coming without restraint. It didn’t matter how long you two sat there like that, Fives held you the entire time. It didn’t matter that he was shipping out in the morning, he spent his night comforting you through every moment of the reopening wounds.

Hope was a dangerous thing. It hadn’t been a spark inside you, it had been a fire. 

And you know what they say about fire.

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#if any one notices the different style of the header for this chapter just know it was intentional #I'm trying to be poetic or something lol #arc trooper echo x reader #echo x reader #tbb echo x reader #arc trooper echo x you #echo x you #echo reader insert #series: echo and comms #deeja writes

[jedipoodoo]

Open For Requests!

Camp has finished, school is starting soon, and the ask box is open! I am currently working on a few older requests, but I am in a place where I'm willing to accept more right now. I missed hearing from you guys! -Liz

#it took me longer than id like to admit to make the header whoops #lizart speaks #lizart writes #the bad batch x reader #the bad batch #tbb x reader

[endversewinchester]

Back when I still had twitter I spent the first two seasons of tbb taking about how Hunter and Crosshair were actually extremely close.

And now that Crosshair is back and they worked it out, look at them.

Practically stuck at the hip. They are so cute.

Have one more as I pick the screencaps for the headers/icons from this ep ~

#the bad batch #crosshair #sergeant hunter

[badbatchbruna]

Hi everyone! My name is Bruna :) Some of you may know me as bad.batch.bruna on ig and tt, but I am an artist who LOVES the clones. I made this account to share my art and also my writing, which is something I’m getting back into, as I have an oc and want to share her story with you all! (She’s the one in my pfp btw, I drew it and also the tbb poster that’s my profile header)🫶🏽 ill share some of my art, plus some older pieces (yikes) soon <3 not long left until tbb s3, I’m so scared. 🫠🫠

#the bad batch #the clone wars #bad batch season 3 #clone wars #bad batch #clone wars oc #bad batch oc #bad batch fanart #clones #clone troopers #clone force 99

[saradika]

I absolutely love your dividers and organizers! They’re always so pretty!

May I ask if you’re interested in creating some glitchcore or glitched dividers? Such as glitched tv screens and the like?

Take your time and ignore this if you want. I hope you’re having a good day/night!🥰

Hi! Thank you so much, I am so happy you like them! 💖 And sure, I can give it a shot! I peeked at your posts for Glitch for some of the colors (and tbb logo!) I went for a couple different styles - hope these match the sort of aesthetic you were looking for!

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[Free] Masterlist Headers & Dividers!

Please consider liking or reblogging if you use 💕

#glitchcore #techs-stitches #dividers #borders #saradika’s sleepover celebration

[exceptionally-minded]

SPOILERS from TBB 2.09!!!!

Seriously DONT LOOK if you don't want this spoiled for you!!!!1

Were you able to avoid looking at the screenshot?

This is an example of how not to post spoilers. It serves as an invitation, as if you are using the term "spoiler" to advertise your post.

There are many new users, so I hope this information is helpful to you. "Spoiler warning" titles are not how this site was designed to operate. If you use tags such as '#tbb s2 spoilers' etc., you are not required to do anything else - and that is the point.

Whether or not a post "spoils" an episode is a function of time and the person viewing. Some people do not care. They will not block tags. Some people care. They will block all the relevant tags they can think of. And then, if you do not use tags, they will block you.

Once users have caught up with a piece of media, they unblock tags. And your posts, which will be shared for the next decade or more (this is not an exaggeration) will live on either one of two ways: 1) with a few tags that are now obsolete, or 2) with a giant header saying SPOILERS of media that aired years ago.

#how to use tumblr #tumblr tips #new users #tumblr etiquette

[blairaptor]

Hi, I'm Blair! I'm a cartoonist. :)

My blog is a mixture of art, things that inspire me, and posts for whatever fixation I have currently. Right now it's The Bad Batch (and other Star Wars stories). For TBB season 3, I use the tag "the bad batch spoilers".

This blog will always be SFW/clean and I will tag anything heavy in case you want to block it!

My tags:

My Art is for all of my own art posts.

Blair speaks is for text posts / personal posts by me.

Monster Trail is my original comic. It's an all-ages fantasy story about a summer camp for monsters in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Right now I'm working on getting it printed as a self-published graphic novel, but you can also purchase a PDF of the first chapter on my Gumroad.

My OCs is for all my original characters, from Monster Trail or other story projects.

Other info:

If you'd like to use my art as your profile pic or header, you are welcome to do so. Just please credit me in your blog description.

You can also find me on Instagram under the same username.

My commissions are closed right now but I would like to open them by the second half of 2024! Stay tuned.

I don't officially take requests, but my asks are open if you ever want to yell in my inbox or suggest anything! I don't bite!

#about me #blair speaks #just wanted to make one of those nifty pinned posts :)

[lightwise]

Masterlist

Hey there, friend 🌻 You can call me Light or Lightwise ✨ This is my little corner of Tumblr mostly dedicated to Star Wars (especially the Bad Batch, clone boys, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan). I am a photographer and writer in my early thirties who spent her childhood telling stories to herself while riding her bike in circles around her driveway. Little did I know at the time that would be considered fan fiction and that however many years later I would find myself nerding out in the Star Wars fandom and loving every second of it ✨

I write a lot of in-depth analyses and musings, which are tagged with #somelightramblings | #some light ramblings (for a touch of irony, because they are usually anything but light or short :D).

My image edits are tagged with #somelightedits | #some light edits

My fics/writings are tagged with #lightwisewrites | #lightwise writes

I currently do not take fic requests but you can find my writing (a mix of one-shots and long-form WIPs) on here as well as on AO3.

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated 🤗 and feel free to use my edits for headers or PFPs with credit!

This blog contains both SFW and NSFW content, so minors DNI, 18+ only please and thank you 👀

moon dividers by @djarrex 🩷

Btw, I talk mainly about Star Wars with an emphasis on my favorite Bad Batch Boys, but I love many other fandoms/shows/books as well and welcome any conversations/sliding into my DMs to discuss them or other random (SFW) topics!

Narnia (my first fantasy love) | Mystery of Aaravos (The Dragon Prince) | Gilmore Girls | Marvelous Mrs. Maisel | A Series of Unfortunate Events | Shadow and Bone | LoTR | TrollHunters | Gravity Falls | Studio Ghibli  | Anything Jane Austen or 18th and 19th century literature | Sound of Music | And whatever you want to talk about! My Asks are always open!

Key:  🤔 = long analysis  📷 = image edits (alone or within analysis posts) 🫣 = Potentially disturbing or triggering content (mental health, implied violence or dying, etc.) 🔥 = NSFW/spicy content

My Fics

Plan 99 - Short one-shot fic from Tech's perspective. I wanted to show the thoughts that must have been running through his mind as he fell. The love he has for his family. The peace he has in his decision. (from the season finale of TBB season 2)

Tumblr link | AO3 link

Coming soon: Compass and the North Star (long-form fill in the gaps of TBB season 2, focused on Rex and Echo's efforts to free their clone brothers).

Be There - I had to fill in a couple of moments that we didn’t get in S3 E4 - A Different Approach. Hunter and Crosshair's perspectives on trying to find/escaping with Omega and their impending reunion.

Collaborations:

🔥 Sharp Edges - (with @spicy-clones) (ALL of the spiciness, minors do NOT read!)

Tumblr link | AO3 link

Coming soon: Pabu Wedding (with @drafthorsemath)

Inspired by other fics:

The Adventures of Gonky the Cat - Slight spoiler, Gonky is a cat in the modern AU fic Roasted, Brewed, & Served with Attitude (see description below), and I decided to write his backstory/fill in some of his adventures. This is a WIP, currently there are no spoilers in it, but eventually there will be some chapters that give spoilers for later in the story (and will be noted as such).

Gemini Eyes - This one shot fits in as a chapter in between chapters 85 and 87 of Roasted, Brewed, & Served with Attitude (see description below). DO NOT read it unless you have made it that far in Mel's work, otherwise you will have pretty significant spoilers. I had a lot of fun working with Mel's versions of each character, and it's always a joy to write Tech's thought processes and mannerisms. 

Fic Recs

Roasted, Brewed, & Served with Attitude - by MelMorganne99 over on AO3. It's a clever, emotional, modern AU with Crosshair x OC (and one of the best OC characters I've ever read). This fic helped me understand and appreciate the nuances of Crosshair's personality and emotional journey, and has given me endless writing inspiration. And the author is one of the kindest, most engaging people I've ever met online. Please, please, please do yourself a favor and read it. There are 99 chapters but they're on the short side and full of snarky humor and sometimes surprising cameos. This is a full blown fix it fic too, although not always in the ways you might expect!

The Vacation - by @staycalmandhugaclone is one of the best Crosshair fics (and smut fics in general) I've ever read. The writing style haunts me and both Crosshair and the OC are beautifully characterized.

More will be tagged soon!

Show/Character Analyses & Edits

The Bad Batch

S2

🤔 Know Your Showrunners

🤔 + 📷 Phee and the Bad Batch

🤔 + 📷 Why Mayday is a Mirror of Rex (How Crosshair Predicted His Own Redemption Arc) + an excellent comment addition.

🤔 + 📷 There is Something to be Said for Freedom (Crosshair in The Tipping Point)

🤔 + 📷 Fennec season 3 TBB Predictions

S3

🤔 They Don't Know

🤔 + 📷 Project Necromancer

🤔 + 📷 Tech and Crosshair Parallels

📷 Hunter and Wrecker

📷 Omega Smiling at Crosshair

📷 Separate / Together

🤔 Thoughts on Crosshair's Hand Tremor

🤔 + 📷 Crosshair's Choice

🤔 There is No "We"

🤔 Crosshair Sighs

📷 Recognition

🤔 + 📷 Omega Is Not Okay

📷 Get Up Here

📷 Return to The Outpost - Images Part 1 | Part 2

🤔 + 📷 Full Circle - The Return to The Outpost

📷 Crosshair Portraits

Star Wars (general)

📷 Huyang and Tech

🤔 The Force - Part 1 and Part 2

🤔 + 📷 Project Necromancer

Ahsoka

📷 Life and Death (Ahsoka series ep 5 + Tales of the Jedi ep 1)

📷 They Reflect Each Other (Ahsoka and Anakin as master and padawan, Ahsoka series ep 5)

🫣 + 🤔 Ahsoka’s Choice (Ahsoka series ep 5)

🤔 The Face of War (Ahsoka series ep 5)

📷 Red and Blue (Ahsoka series ep 5)

📷 Anakin’s Clone Wars Robes (Ahsoka series ep 5)

Ahsoka’s Direction (Ahsoka series ep 5)

Mandalorian

The Protector (Satine, Bo, & Din as rulers of Mandalore) + excellent comment additions

Episode Reactions

Ahsoka Series: Episode 1 | Episode 2 | Episode 3 | Episode 4

The Bad Batch (Season 3): Episodes 1-3 | Episode 4 | Episode 6 | Episode 7

Headcanons

Hardcase

Wolffe

Crosshair

Tech

Cody

Jesse and Hunter

Random Musings

Psychometry (Ahsoka)

Hunter and Obi-Wan: Similarities

About Me/Tag Games

15 Questions

TBB Asks Game 1

TBB Asks Game 2

TBB Asks Game 3

TBB Asks Game 4

#lightwisemasterlist #lightwise masterlist #masterlist #my fics #fan fiction #headcanons #long analyses #analysis #somelightramblings #some light ramblings #some light edits #somelightedits #lightwise writes #lightwisewrites

[ahsoka-its-all-of-us]

Watched The Mandalorian S03E03 and now I can finally safely navigate the internet again

Time for thoughts!

Already intrigued by the mention of former Imperials in the header. I am a sucker for military, ngl

I love Bo-Katan’s sass even through her helmet. “Sure, you’re ‘redeemed’. Now can we go?”

God fuck Din jumping out of the ship like that is sexy

As is that vertical manoeuvre hot damn 😳

Starting to like Bo a lot more now

I love how they keep showing Grogu. Jedi Baby Reacts To Dad And Auntie’s Combat Skills

What do the Imperials have against Bo-Katan exactly? I mean why target her specifically?

Did that dude have some sort of earpiece or smth? Cause he wasn’t being very subtle about it if he did

Lmaoo isn’t The Bad Batch already showing that cloning causes a lot of stupid trouble? Are we getting two shows for that point now?

Ughhh Coruscantian elite 🙄 Pretentious snobs

The Amnesty Program still reduces its people to mere numbers? The fuck?

That woman from Moff Gideon’s ship has good butch vibes 👀

Okay whoever gave him the biscuits; that’s a cute gesture. Unless it’s gonna become some sort of manipulation thing, which I sincerely hope it isn’t, because I don’t want it to be anything but adorable ;-;

BENDUDAY

They dedicated a day to the fucking Bendu?!? Amazing

LUMINESCENT ICE POPSICLES I WANNA EAT THAT SO BADLY

I love seeing ex-Imperials having to deal with the repression they’ve gone through. So interesting psychologically

Okay one step further I’m kinda hoping the woman is gonna turn out trans or nb or smth. She just looks gnc af and I stan it

Also I stan her. Period

It feels weird to have ex-Imperials still wear Imperial-ish uniforms. But also I love uniforms so I ain’t complaining

That ear thing. Is it a nervous tick? Or is it something else?

Such advanced technology and they still can’t stop blackriders

Fr though, all this perfectly good technology and they’re just throwing it out because it’s Imperial? That seems like an incredible waste of resources ngl

ELIA WTF

WHY?!? WHAT IS HAPPENING?

Listen why aren’t they giving Grogu a helmet yet. The floppy ears would be so funny.

Listen Bo, the funniest way you could have responded the Armourer’s “You are redeemed” would have been to take your helmet off right there

Okay this is definitely my favourite episode of the season so far, and marks the first week that I’m more invested in the Mando episode than the TBB episode

#the mandalorian season 3 #the mandalorian #bo-katan kryze #moff gideon #bendu

[mamuzzy]

In case someone's wondering what I'm up to lately, I'm almost finished with my new side-blog, dedicated only for my own art and oc shenanigans. :)))

I'm really glad I've found this theme, because I managed to get an old-school fansite vibe from early 2000s I really wanted. + TCW/TBB/RepComm categories are finished, need some fixing with the hyperlinks being out-of-place. + Touken Ranbu still needs a header image (like the one you see with fox and fives) and a list. + Planning to make a resource page for useful artistic/writer stuff but that's not on my priority list right now. + Every one of my OC will get a separate masterlist inside the "MY OCS" category!!! So when I publish this site, at least Deadshot's and Lily's bio will be finished!

The pictures are placeholder images right now, you will have to tap/click them to access to the masterlists. When I'm done with each, the banners will show the portraits of the characters. So yeah. I'm working on stuff. :))) I hope I'll see you there too when I'm finally able to publish the site!

#mamuzzy draws stuff

[barissoffee]

of course I had to put the tbb group hug as my new header

#mine #also rebels ahsoka as my icon cause I miss her :')

[annwayne]

Oneshots

Beauty and Espionage: ColdWar!AU Cross X Fem!OC

Demons and Witches: Modern!AU Cross X PlusSize!Fem!Reader

Heightened Senses and Natural Perfumes: Hunter X Fem!Reader

Headcanons

TBB Walks In On You: NSFW

TBB Walks In On You.. Asleep: SFW

How the Batch Reacts to Omega Dating: SFW

Yandere!Imperial!Crosshair: NSFW

Art

Crosshair

Tech Rants

Crosshair/Anya

Shenanigans

Jedi Tea

Valentines Crosshair/Anya

Dancer!Anya!Au

Header by me Dividers by Djarrex

#the bad batch masterlist #tbb master list #tbb fanfic #tbb fanart #tbb headcanons #masterlist

[clonehub]

I thought it was delayed because they knew Andor was gonna be big, but they had to known Mandalorian would be big too. They really couldn't have just spaced out the release dates so Bad Batch could stand a chance? I'm more upset at the treatment of animated projects in general. At least Tales of the Jedi still did well despite airing alongside Andor.

They actually didn't think andor was gonna be that big til it came out, I think! Like I remember not much promo or hype or it til a trailer and then the critics who got the eps started losing their minds. Regardless, one of the assistant editors definitely said it had to be delayed by 6 months specifically because they were attempting to fix the whitewashing. I think tbb was originally gonna air in early September or maybe August, but now it's coming out in January and that's rooooughly six months

I think they wouldn't budge the Mandalorian for anything tbh, it just brings in too much. But as for tbb, I don't want to say that its treatment is a result of a lack of respect for animation because like, visions and totj as u said seemed to do fine/better, although every episode for both of those came out all at once rather than having weekly releases (I think). This mess with the bad batch is imho the creators own faults. If uwwtbb is getting big enough for one of the executive producers to be asked, unplanned, about the controversies of racism surrounding it during an interview, then Disney/LF would probably want to bury the controversy any way they can.

I saw some folks on Twitter upset that the tbb header for the official star wars account was replaced by the one for the Mandalorian despite the latter not coming out for another two months. Again this is probably both a lack of respect for animation and generally Disney not wanting to risk drawing further attention to the movement/uwwtbb, esp not w me and the mod qrting every single official tbb tweet every time we see one 😭

To me the bigger insult to animation is having whitewashing be the center of your visual designs and therefore be the foundation of your visual storytelling.

The bad batch would have survived I think being delayed longer. Maybe would have given them more time to think over better responses to uwwtbb.

#ask