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The Tooka Batch

My silly way to draw them all without having to worry about continuity was to make them as dolls.

We have Omega, Hunter, Tech, Echo, Wrecker, Crosshair and Batcher.

Thank you for all the reblogs and support, your kind works are making my day!! TvT MWAHH<3

Buir be Ner - (Father of Mine)

Happy Father's day! Here's a little fic I wrote about the day Wrecker found out he's suddenly a father :)

Summary: Khea's been keeping her Foundling a secret from Wrecker for quite some time now. However, she can't keep her hidden forever so she decides that today is the day she'll finally introduce them to each other. She can only hope it goes well.

Word Count: 6.7K

Warnings: N/A

Khea didn’t know what the hell she was going to do. 

As she paced back and forth in the Jade Rabbit she thought of all the possible scenarios that could and might happen until her head hurt from the onslaught of overwhelming feelings and emotions that brewed inside of her like a storm. That drowning feeling–she despised it–feeling like she was sinking in her own thoughts, but she couldn’t help herself. 

What would he say? What would he do? Would he even want to be with her anymore? 

Every thought pulled her further and further in until it felt like she was suffocating inside her own ship. Until it felt like she was drowning underneath the waves of the Living Waters where the mythosaur was awaiting to bring her back home. Sinking…falling…frozen in place with no sign or hope for help as black dots took over her vision and the water filled her lungs as the light from the surface got dimmer and dimmer…

“Buir?”

Khea was snapped out of her dark thoughts when the soft sound of a little girl’s voice calling for her pulled her from the waves.

A voice that belonged to Itri, the young Zabrak she’d found on her travels several months ago, alone, abandoned, and afraid on Nar Shaddaa. A place no youngling should ever have to be in, especially not as young as her. Unable to leave her there, Khea decided that she would take Itri in. She would raise her as a Foundling. As her own.

And now that she was reunited with Wrecker once more on Pabu, she had no idea how to tell him about Itri. 

“Ad’ika,” Khea greeted softly, frowning at the worried look on Itri’s face as she slowly approached the young Zabrak. “Me’bana? What’s wrong?” she asked, tilting her head with a small, concerned frown as she knelt down to get to Itri’s height. 

Itri’s breath hitched a little when Khea got close and she shifted on her feet, lowering her head as she glanced down and fiddled with the end of her braid nervously. 

“W-why can’t I come out of the ship yet…?” she asked in a whisper, almost as if she was ashamed to ask such a question. 

At this, Khea’s heart sank and her frown deepened as a pang of guilt hit her square in the chest like a blaster bolt. They had landed on Pabu nearly three rotations ago, but Khea hadn’t let Itri off the ship to meet the others just yet. Instead, she had her long awaited reunion with Wrecker and his brothers, met Crosshair for the first time, and explored their new home of Pabu with them and Phee. All the while she kept Itri in her ship, staying with her at night and throughout the day with the excuse that she needed time to rest and recover from her travels while also adjusting to being back so nobody bothered her in the Jade Rabbit. 

She wasn’t going to let Itri out. Not until she figured out how to drop the news on them that she was suddenly a mother, more so specifically to Wrecker. It was a big reveal and she didn’t want to mess things up, but after hearing Itri’s soft and almost pleading voice, she feared that she’d already messed up. 

“I”m sorry, ad’ika,” Khea apologized as she slowly reached out to cup Itri’s cheek. At first the young girl flinched at her touch, but when she realized it was a comforting action over anything, she leaned into the touch and finally tilted her head up to meet Khea’s eyes.

“I…I needed to make sure it was safe for you,” she explained, gently caressing Itri’s cheek in a soothing manner, not entirely lying to her since Khea did in fact want to make sure that Pabu was a safe enough place for her. 

 “But…” she drew a breath, deciding to rip the bandage off and jump into it head first like she tended to do with things. “But you can come out now…” 

At this, Itri’s eyes lit up and a small smile tugged at her lips–a look and a reaction that made Khea’s heart swell with adoration.

“R-really?” She whispered, sounding eager now. 

Khea chuckled softly and nodded, pulling her hand away as she stood back up. “Yes, ner ad’ika, it’s safe and you can come out now,” she assured, holding her hand out for Itri to take it. 

Itri stared for a moment or two before she took Khea’s hand and looked up at her expectedly, the small smile still on her orange and black features. 

Khea nearly melted at the sight, at those big, wide brown eyes staring back at her with such hope and trust. She had to take a moment to compose herself, looking away and clearing her throat as she did her best not to let her mind race like before. 

She could do this. 

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What is this? 👀 It looks interesting!

New game:

Show me a song that fits the last chapter of your story, as if it was a movie coming to a close and rolling into the end credits, making the story feel cinematic to the writer/reader. Put the title of the story before the song, and then tag 4 people (or more if you choose) to play along (Bonus points if the chapter is still in your WIPs and not posted yet, giving your readers a 'hint" at what the ending my be like)

Story: Shadows of the Force *part 1* (ending in WIPs)

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These two are the definition of double trouble 😁

"Who cares if we're a little lost - look at these guys!" "I care, Fives, I care"

North Atlantic Ocean

inspired by one of @here-comes-the-moose 's posts !! thought it was funny so i drew it xP

( idk how tumblr works im so sorry sdfsdh )

2, 7 and 10 for the ask game

(10 was my question :D)

Congrats on the 200 followers by the way and thank you so much for organising this in the first place. You are a real legend!

Anyways have a good day 😊

@waywardsou2

Aww! Thanks so much! I am so thrilled getting to do this challenge with all of you! So THANK YOU for joining me...this event wouldn't be what it is without all you awesome participants ♥️

[[Questions from the Bad Batch 20 Questions]]

Question 2: Who is your favorite character from the show and why?

It's so hard to choose a favorite character 😭 I have LOVED Crosshair's character arc since episode 1...it reminds me of Zuko's redemption arc from TLA, and I am absolutely here for it!

But each Batcher has a special place in my heart for so many unique reasons. When all the rumors were going around about which member(s) would potentially die in the finale, I fretted over each of them...I love all my clone boys!

Question 7: If you needed a Bad Batcher to help you commit a crime, who would it be?

I'd probably try to get Echo to help me out...whether or not he actually would is up for debate 🥲

Question 10: What is one strange head canon you have about any of the Bad Batchers that you haven't seen anywhere else?

Hmmmm...I don't know that I have a unique head canon for any of the characters. Well, maybe one that unique is that I said that Hunter embroiders his bandanas in my story Embroidered Skulls 😂

Thanks for the questions @waywardsou2

Don’t be suspicious ✨

Don’t be suspicious ✨

Ohh! Is this going to be a cadet story?

WIP Wednesday

Phew, I'm getting somewhere with this one, finally!

The landing angle of the shuttle is just a bit too steep, and the nose scrapes the tarmac. Tech corrects it at the last moment, but the shuttle still skids, its rear hits the hangar wall with a deafening bang. Hunter is jostled harder than he expected and yelps as he hits his elbow at the edge of the control panel. The shuttle stops, finally.

There is a moment of shocked silence. Wrecker is the first to jump up. It is a miracle that the ramp manual release lever does not break under his panicked push, and Wrecker storms out.

“I'm never flying with you piloting! Ever again, you, karking di’kut!” They hear from the outside of the ship.

“At least you're going to have someone, who knows—”

Tech is brutally interrupted by Crosshair, who swoops down on him, full of fury and hard-set intention to strangle his brother.

“Now you get the crash-landing protocol right,” Hunter mostly shares the sentiment as he rubs his hurt elbow. “Strap in first. Kill the pilot later.”