Another One Of My Old Art Pieces, Though Not As Old, Of My Sonna With Mizu From Blue Eye Samurai. Which

This is so freaking cute that I might explode from the shear amount of serotonin it gives me!!!

(I absolutely love the idea/headcannon of Wrecker knitting, to precious!)

Crosscember 2024:

1. Sweater Cross

Trying to get back to drawing after over a year 🥹

Fear in Safety #2

Hello fellow lovely rats, I, Tutter, have now finished my second chapter of this g/t series featuring the Bad Batch. Credits to gt-abby for the inspiration. I hope you enjoy this angsty chapter, It's a good one.

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_Chapter 2_

Bright light greets Omega’s vision as she comes to consciousness, noting the aching that seems to be present all over her body. She sits up, her hands messaging her temple and eyes. Her last moments feel a bit muddled. Omega assesses herself, beside the aching, she is just cold. Too cold. She gets a proper look in front of her and stops in confusion, why is the floor stretched… so… Far… out? Her eyes glance further up and her breath hitches as it dawns on her what lays before her.

“What.. the. Kriff?! I- W-what in the-” Her voice barely above a whisper and shaky as she takes in the sight of her family's kitchen bigger, much, much bigger than it should be. Cabinets and shelves loom over her like the tallest buildings of Coruscant, the ceiling impossibly stretched far above her. A mix of awe and dread, mostly dread, left a deep, swirling pit in her stomach, as if a trap door had sprung open beneath her and dropped her flailing body into an endless void. Thoughts start to plague her, her breathing quickens, hands clench the sides of her head as she curls in on herself. Before her mind could continue its growing panic, her wrist comm goes off.

“Havoc 2? Do you copy?.... Omega?” Hunter’s voice sounds from her device, A tone of panic apparent. Not good, he is worried. Though it is enough to push a little bit of the panic at bay. For now that is.

“Hu-Havoc 1, I-I cop-copy. What’s the.. The situation?” she curses her stuttered response. He’ll definitely notice her stressed tone.

“Just wanted to check in on you, weren’t answering for a minute. Are you ok? You don’t sound alright. What’s… what’s the matter Omega? Are you in danger?!” concern rings through. He caught onto her panic. Kriff.

“You-you could s-say that? I guess?” She responds, she doesn't know how she should proceed without scaring him one way or another. But what else could she do!? She was impossibly small, smaller than one should ever find themselves!

“What do you mean by that Omega?” His question, laced with palpable confusion.

Omega took a second to think out her response, taking a breath she continues, “I’m not in d-danger, just, a bit… a bit out of sorts. I have NO idea what is going on, b-but… I don’t re-really think it’s something I can possibly explain over a-a comm, more or s-so… show in person. I am sorry, but I am just …just, really, really freaked out right now Hunter.” She finishes, her breathing less hectic, not completely, but it’s better than nothing. She at least feels a lil bit less lightheaded, something she just realized.

The comm is quiet for a few seconds, a small light beeping from the device on her wrist. She hears him take a breath from the other side, “So… You are not in any danger. But you are freaked out and don’t know how to explain it?” He parrots back to Omega.

“Basically. I-” she starts back when Hunter cuts in.

“I’ll com Cross and Tech to check on ya, You are still at the house, right?” His statement cuts into her, the thought of the others seeing her, or her seeing them, hadn’t crossed her mind, till now.

Her breathing quickens again, hands becoming clammy and sweaty. “Ye- Wa-wait! Hunter, I don- I don’t know if th-that’s a-” Her attempts at pleading were for not as the call went dead. It was too late. They were gonna see, they were gonna see her diminished size. And she… she was gonna see their looming forms. If the lower cabinets are enough to make her stomach drop with anxiety, what would happen if she were to face them!? The sound of the front door creaking open alerted Omega back into reality, her body going off of instinct as she darted, aiming to hide under the lower cabinet ledge. Her heartbeat drowned out her thoughts, her body stuck in a fight or flight mode. Her breathing was dangerously loud with her heaving for oxygen. Eyes wide as she heard their booming voices calling for her. Their footfalls like earthquakes that shook her very being to the core.

“Miss Omega?! Are you here?” Tech seemed to impossibly shout louder than she thought was possible. She brought up her hands to cover her ears, hoping for some solas that it will help with the noise. Their footsteps echoed throughout the house as they checked every room till they seemed to stop.

Even in another part of the house, she could hear their conversation, “Where could she be?! Hunter said that she was home!” Crosshairs unmistakable voice boomed with his usual raspiness.

“I haven't the slightest clue as to where she may possibly be at as we have searched the whole house.” Tech states in his usual fashion.

Omega could possibly hear Cross’ eyes rolling, “What do you propose we do? Got any bright idea’s Mr. Glasses?!” He snarked back, though she could pick up worry lacing his snarkiness.

“No need to worry Crosshair, as Hunter requested of me to set up a series of hidden cameras around for safety purposes.” Tech’s statement sent Omega’s panic into overdrive. Camera!? They’ll see her, They’ll find her, They’ll…. They’ll… She doesn’t know what will happen when they find her, but she doesn’t want to know. Her fear has taken over any and all rational thought. She can’t seem to think about anything good coming out of her brothers, her Vod, finding her in this state.

The house is deathly quiet as she presumes that Tech has pulled up the camera’s video feeds and is going over them for signs of her. After what felt like forever, she picks up on a quiet, yet surprised “oh” from Tech. Followed by a clear as day “What in actual Kriff did we just watch?” from Crosshair. Taking into account that they must have seen her diminished size on the feed, she bolts out of her hiding spot, racing as fast as her legs can go towards the wide open door. The moment she is running, she can feel their thunderous footfalls racing to her position. She can’t face them, not like this. She exerts more force into her steps as tears blur her view of the door. They are getting dangerously close, She reckons she is only about halfway to the door when they make it to the living room hallway.

“Omega!!” A shout, so loud that she violently flinches, nearly tripping, sounds from Tech, or was it Cross? That doesn’t matter as her only goal is to make it out the door. Right when she is about 4 feet from the door, it slams shut at an alarming speed, her ears ringing. Realization hits when a deafening step crashes to her side and the sight of long, outstretched fingers comes into view.

“NO!” she jolts from the path of the giant hand and darts to the side, now setting her sights on the couch. As tears smear her face, she doesn’t seem to catch onto the hand that reaches for her from behind. Until it's too late.

Found this absolute banger, brain zooming faster than the sound barrier!

Wrecking Ball: The Titan of The Bad Batch

Another great song from Burim Fazliu🔥

STAR WARS Ambient Noise Masterlist

Some of the best Star Wars inspired background sound mixes and ASMR atmospheres for you!

Planets

Night On Kamino

Naboo Lake

Tatooine Desert

Streets Of Tatooine

Coruscant - Lower Levels

Dagobah

Dagobah Campground

Evening On Endor

Places

Jabba’s Palace

Maz Kanata’s Castle Interior

Watto’s Shop

Aboard A Ship

Inside The Millennium Falcon

Imperial Archives

Spaceports

Cloud City Spaceport

Nar Shaddaa Spaceport

Mos Eisley Spaceport

The Jedi

Jedi Temple

Yavin IV Jedi Academy

Jedi Temple Library

Jedi Training Room

Room Of A Thousand Fountains

Ach-To Caves

The Sith

Sith Temple

Zigoola Sith Temple

Tomb Of The Sith Lords

On The Death Star

Nightshift On The Death Star

Aboard The Death Star

Scenes

Siege Of Maz Kanata’s Castle

Boonta Eve Classic

Jedi Odyssey

Lightsaber Duel With Blasters

JUST HAD THE WAIRDST F'ING DREAM!

(for some context, I have a dog named Storm, she is a Siberian Husky. Recently found out from the breeder that she was the runt. Originally, I never wanted her due to when we had to re-home our last dog, my parents swore to me and my siblings that we would never get another dog, and being more or so a cat person. So I was the only one that was against getting her, but guess who ended up caring for her the most?! Me. Her care and training basically became part of my rent. I was fine with it, besides the training part, she is a butthead sometimes. Fast-forward, I now consider her as solely MY dog, like 90% my dog. And I love her with my whole heart.)

(for even MORE context, the reason why this dream was weird to me is because it started very far from what they normally are. The average dream for me is like a fever dream, whilst this one was more like a reality check dream from God.)

The dream went along like this;

I'm on vacation at Seabrook (beautiful place, highly recommend) with my family, and we brought Storm with us. Me and Storm are walking a trail when I loose my grip of the leash and she goes mad dashing into the woods. After chasing her for a bit, I finally get hold of her leash again when I realize that we're lost, and I have no cell service. After trying to discern the direction back to the trail, a F'ING GRIZZLY BEAR APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE! It's a mother with two cubs. Storm tries to interact with one of the cubs, resulting in the mother grizzly to attack.

At this point, it gets a bit blurry from what I am trying to remember. But I am able to recall; A. Taking a slash to my face B. Grabbing Storm and doing a roll doge C. Smacking the bear with a branch as a distraction D. Jumping on it's back and smashing a rock on its eyes and snout.

After what is the "fight scene" it's easier to remember what happens next. I'm shielding my dog, who cowers behind me, from the mother grizzly. Neither of us move as we stare at each other, till the grizzly huffs and walks away, her cubs following. I proceed to wander the woods lost, injured and bleeding for 2-3 days. Holding Storm close at night and fighting to stay awake in fear of what may be lurking nearby. Finally when we come across a paved road, I remember breaking down and hugging Storm (I'm very weak and my injuries are most likely infected). As we walk along the road, it feels like forever before I see a car. When they stop and call 911, I black out. When the paramedics get there and load me up, Storm gets defensive and lays on top of me on the stretcher.

The dream had two different endings, a good end, and the bad end. The Bad end was a long the lines of waking up, finding out that my dog had been detained and euthanized due to an injury. Discovering that my parents ok'd it, losing all respect for them, moving out and proceeding to distance myself from society by living in the wilderness of Washington.

The Good ending went more along the lines of waking up to Storm laying beside me, my family nearby. I am left with permanent facial deformities and half blind. After mostly recovering, Storm is put through the training to become my service dog. I wear a mask as to not scare children, even my own siblings.

When I wake up I'm like, really confused and still think that it was all real. And I remember thinking word for word, "I would do it all again, for their sake.". Then I quickly realize that it was all just a dream.

I have started the first chapter, the next chapter is where the real fun starts. ill link it here, hope you like it! 🐀❤️ https://www.tumblr.com/tacticaltutter/762903056395468800/fear-in-safety?source=share

Random G/t question

Hey G/t peeps Here is a little question for you all Which non videogame duo would be a perfect g/t duo for you, who would be which role and why do you think it would work perfectly, hell even if it doesn't work perfectly and is just random.

It is so weird when you look back at your old art, like, 👀. This is one of my earliest designs for my sonna, from about 4-3 years ago. I feel old.

Personal experiences;

Urgent care: painful swimmers ear infection.

Emergency care: needed X-rays of my head and spine after a car hit me head on. (I'm fine, had no fractures or anything of the sort. Basically I fought a car and won.)

UC or ER?

Rat with extreme levels of anxiety and existential dread.

Hooray! 🎈

Quick,You now live your icon's life,HOW SCREWED ARE YOU?

mind do be pondering 🤔

would anyone be interested in a modern day supernatural/monster au of the clone wars featuring the clones and my ECT-666 Sonna? I already have the premises' of 21 chapters fleshed out. A lot of angst, so much tooth rotting fluff. Would anyone be interested?