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For the ask game, for any of your crosslo stories,

8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?

And 13

Thank you so much for the ask! I’m so excited to answer this for Crosslo! 💕

8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?

Not that I can think of, actually! Arlo is an oc I wrote that has many characteristics I admire in a person, but I also tried to give her flaws and secrets to make her feel as though she is a real person, and not just some idealistic fairy tale partner for Crosshair. I know we’ve been slow to get there, but I will be revealing some more of her past (specifically related to her scars, and how she defected from the Empire) in my upcoming fic for them.

Another thing I’ve tried to incorporate for Arlo is contrast. For example, she’s a beautiful girl, but she has these horrible, visible scars. She has a sunny personality but carries a sad secret. She came from a wealthy, privileged background only to lose it all over what she thought was right.

Sorry to go into a character analysis but essentially, although she’s not based on a real person, I’ve made many efforts to make Arlo feel real. I hope I’ve succeeded!

13: What music did you listen to, if any, to get in the mood for writing this story? Or if you didn’t listen to anything, what do you think readers should listen to to accompany us while reading?

Oooo I love this question! I have a Crosshair theme playlist with all of his angsty themes from TBB and a Pabu Happy playlist with all of the happy songs from TBB. I alternate between the two depending on if it’s an angsty fic or a happy fic. Other times I’ll listen to chill music from artists like DPR IAN or eaJ to just vibe while I write.

One of the most recent Crosslo fics about their beach day was actually written while I was sitting on a beach, so I would say setting the tone is very important for me to write!

Ahh so proud to see this fic getting quoted 🥹 thank you so much!!

“That’s why Echo’s better. You’re up to something.”

“Am not! I’m just trying to determine where I stand. Now I know not to buy your drinks next time, not worth it.”

“Yeah Rex, there’s gotta be someone out there that you like more than Cody or Echo? Who is it?” Jesse added, a devious curl of his lips accompanying the statement. Again, Rex’s mouth betrayed him, and the words tumbled from his lips against his will. “I like Ahsoka more. She’s nice.”

“Just nice?” Fives countered. Then, without subtlety whatsoever, Fives stated, “You like her, don’t you?”

— Snips2112, from Chapter 1: Fives Hatches a Plot in ‘Tihaar? More Like Truth Serum’

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"Twenty minutes later he’d made it back to his room with no memory of the journey and the taste of vomit stuck in the back of his throat.

No one asked what he’d done - it was an unspoken rule, never to ask - but Wrecker opened his arms and let Crosshair disappear into them without a word."

--Twelve Seconds by @eriexplosion

About a year or so ago I asked for fanfic submissions to be turned into comics! And this was one of them! I had actually started drawing this a year ago, but just now got around to finishing it!

It's a pretty heavy fic, but its short and really well written! Id suggest checking it out if your in angsty mood!

Online shopping time 🛒 Echo realized that an extra hand can come in handy for disguise 😅 and if Crosshair’s getting one anyways and they are on sale… well why not 😎

Based on this post (x) by cranity - saw it and had to draw it

the clone wars appreciation week  →  favorite clone

The name’s Rex. But you’ll call me Captain or Sir.

Unbidden - Part 3

Summary: During a date night, an intimate moment is turned sour when Crosshair is forced to relive some of his darkest memories from his time on Tantiss. Arlo is there to help him through, but he's not so sure how to let her in.

Fandom: Star Wars The Bad Batch

Pairing: Crosshair x Arlo (Original Female Character)

Word Count: ~3,000

Warnings: Panic Attack, Heavy Angst

So this chapter got so long I had to split it into two XD So please enjoy the first part of the last chapter of this fic! The second part will be up later tonight or tomorrow <3

For the kiss roulette:

Crosslo and 32. A kiss while someone watches.

I’m dying to see how this happens with someone as private as Crosshair 👀

Thank you for the ask! I looooove writing Crosslo so I was very excited to write this! I think it's a little different take than you might expect, so let me know what you think!

A Pabu Tradition

Omega’s squeal nearly made Crosshair jump out of his skin, as it was rather unexpected and jarring on a peaceful evening such as this. He whipped around, reluctantly torn from where he’d been gazing at Arlo’s profile as she stood by his side on the balcony, looking out at the ocean. Arlo turned with him, and they were greeted with the sight of Omega sitting on the couch beside Lyana, her hands clamped over her mouth, eyes wide with excitement. Lyana extended an arm, pointing up above Crosshair’s head. He raised his eyes and frowned in confusion at the archway above him. Hanging from the archway was a blue flower with intricate purple stripes along the length of the petals. It was dangling upside down from the arch, which was adorned with garlands and other flowers of all kinds, decorated as it was for the Life Day celebrations. “If you’re standing under the flower, you gotta kiss! It’s a Life Day tradition on Pabu,” Lyana explained, grinning from ear to ear. At this point, Omega’s squeal of delight had drawn quite a bit of attention, as many of the party goers turned and pretended to subtly shuffle towards the balcony, forming an audience in the large living area of Shep’s house where the party was being held. Crosshair narrowed his eyes, surveying the crowd with distaste. There was nothing subtle about it, as far as he was concerned. To Crosshair, intimacy was a private thing; he didn’t understand what everyone was so curious about. Even Hunter and Wrecker were amongst the intrigued onlookers. Wrecker was wearing a shit-eating grin and beside him, Hunter raised an eyebrow, smirking at Crosshair from across the room. Crosshair huffed an offended breath as he watched his eldest brother cross his arms over his chest and cock his chin. It was a silent challenge; Hunter didn’t think he’d do it. He didn’t believe Crosshair would kiss Arlo with so many eyes upon them. Crosshair would have liked to say he’d matured since his days as an army brat in the GAR. He liked to think he’d grown beyond such brotherly competitiveness. But as he turned and grabbed Arlo about the waist, pulling her into his arms, he knew he was the same petty bastard he’d always been. And he wasn’t about to let Hunter be right. Arlo gasped, eyes wide as he leaned in close, their noses nearly touching. “Well, if it’s tradition,” Crosshair drawled, smirking down at the beautiful woman in his arms. Arlo’s bright green eyes, sparkling with exhilaration and desire, drew him closer. Without a second thought he leaned down, dipping Arlo with one hand securely behind her back and tangled his other hand in her long blonde hair, supporting her as he kissed her. The shouts and cheers of the crowd as they kissed brought an unfortunate warmth to Crosshair’s cheeks, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. Arlo’s lips were soft and sweet as always, and his heart hammered in his chest as they kissed; he could still hardly believe she was his. When he pulled away, he kept his arms around Arlo, smiling down at her as she let out a shaky breath. The room faded out for a moment as he was struck by how beautiful she was, green eyes scrunching up as she smiled and laughed, her cheeks rosy and warm as she blushed. He knew he was a lucky man. A whistle from across the room had Arlo blushing even more and hiding her face in his shoulder with a giggle. Crosshair turned and glared at Hunter, who made a show of nodding and clapping, deferring to Crosshair as the winner of their unspoken competition. Crosshair shook his head and smirked, then wrapped his arm around Arlo’s shoulders and led her away from the eyes of the gathered onlookers who were finally beginning to disperse.