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The Luke Skywalker of Fanfiction
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Damn this smutty PheeTech drabble is much longer than I meant for it to be... I don't know how to feel about that just yet
#why yes it is the “tech gets pegged” fic#why do you ask#sw the bad batch#tbb tech#phee genoa#tech x phee#pheetech#nsfw
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Thank you so much!!!
I love all their different routines blending into one mess of a morning, especially when they realise they can go back to bed... its adorable 😭
Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
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OOOOOO THANK YOU >:)
My fav album.....
NPT!!!: @lifblogs, @cameronirat, @keef-a-corn and any other mutual!!!!!!
ATTENTION
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BAID SIAIA THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!!! <33
Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
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THANK YOU SM <3!!
Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
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oh yeah forgot to post these guys
for when you're definitely very normal about Things
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Quite. Crosshair has a tally going.
Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
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oooooo okay okay!!!!
This one.... oh LORD this one hurt so good. I love every song from this man.
NPT!!: @lifblogs, @moss-tombstone, @keef-a-corn, @99aceace and any other mutual who wants to try!!!! >:]
ATTENTION
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She was up and ready to say hi to those teachers 😤😤
Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
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Thank you very much!!!!! <3
Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
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THANK YOU SM <333
Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
#i love how tech fell asleep working under the car. king#<- Tech falls asleep anywhere fr fr#its his favourite activity trust
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Haven't written modern au in forever
Hunter's alarm blared.
He sighed, sitting up. He rolled over, pulling his socks and a pair of sweats on, stretching.
He walked out into the hall, calling into the rooms as he walked past. "Up!" He didn't bother with "good mornings," because he knew no one would want them until they were downstairs.
He paused at the stairs, looking down. The door to their garage was open, exactly how he left it late last night, telling his youngest brother to sleep soon. That could mean two things.
"Tech?" He tried, waiting for a shift. When he didn't hear one, he sighed. Wrecker bumbled past him, shirtless and yawning.
"Grab Tech," Hunter told him as he walked down. "He fell asleep under the car again."
"You got it, boss." Wrecker gave him a thumbs up, ducking into the open doorway. Hunter heard the squeaky sound of Omega's old skateboard and the sound of Wrecker grumbling.
"Oil got everywhere again!" Hunter groaned at his brothers words. Omega barrelled into his arms.
"Morning!" She smiled wide. Hunter managed a small smile back, ruffling her sleep kissed hair.
"Hey, 'mega," He greeted. "Breakfast, teeth and bag. You know the drill."
"Yes sir!" She nodded, running downstairs, already dressed for school. How she did it, Hunter didn't know.
He heard the thump of Echo's prosthetics, and he turned. "Mornin'," He sighed, tugging his dressing gown tighter around himself. "Wha's the agenda?"
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." Hunter repeated around a yawn.
Echo looked confused for a moment. "Right.." He agreed anyway, walking past Hunter.
Wrecker passed him on the way, carrying Tech back up the stairs. "Gonna dump him in the bath," He explained briefly. Echo didn't question further.
Crosshair appeared last, their dog on his heels. On the way past, he spared Hunter a soft pat.
"Breakfast, teeth and bag." He joked, skipping the last step as Batcher barked, nipping at his feet. She paused to lick Hunter's hand, and followed Crosshair to the kitchen.
Hunter heard them talking in the kitchen, listened as Tech was rudely woken by cold water, with Wrecker's laughter to accompany him. He sighed softly, content.
He waited in-between them, happy to float as his family enjoyed a slow morning.
A bit too slow, considering Omega had school soon, but the thought was lost as Hunter shut his eyes and listened to the sounds of his family, close and safe.
Until Crosshair's sharp voice swore. "Hunter fucking Fett. It's Saturday! You woke us at six am on a Saturday!"
Hunter's groan into his hands joined the chorus of displeasure.
"Back to bed!" He ordered, already walking towards his room.
#sw the bad batch#tbb tech#tbb crosshair#tbb wrecker#tbb hunter#tbb echo#tbb omega#sw modern au#i love them your honour#havent written them in a spell... i missed them
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For the color thing: Sepia
YESSSSSSS IM FUNNY >:] thank you!!!!! <3
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another shit take from tiktok about how horrible it is that men dare to write fanfiction too
this apparently extends to married women?? i dont even...
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LIF STOP IM GONNA SOB MY HEART OUT 😭😭 THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS TAG!!!!!!!!
OUGH OKAY... TBB. I've got a story.
I've talk about it briefly before- but!! My dad and I have been SW fans since forever. My dad got me into it in 2008 with TCW and I've been in love ever since. I've always been a bit nervous to get into the fandom until now but I'm so greatful I have!!!!
But yeah, TBB- my dad and I started watching it in 2021, and he unfortunately died before we could finish it :(
I didn't touch it again until after s2, I didn't touch ANY SW content because thinking about it hurt. but then, a video popped on on my feed once about Tech and I thought "hey, why not?" and I watched it again. It was the first show I had to finish on my own, and it's now one of the most precious things to me.
It brings me a world of comfort, I can pretend it's just us again- I can see myself and I can see him in the shows, in the characters, and it helps :) Tech is also someone I'm very greatful for, because he showed on official media that autism and being different and expressing yourself differently doesn't mean YOU are wrong, and I've never felt so seen :) it's just nice to connect, I suppose!!!
and then I made this tumblr and started making content and everyone was lovely!! It really made me feel at home :) the love that comes from the show and the people who create from it just- really makes me happy :>!!
If it wasn't for the TBB fandom- I don't think I ever would've gotten into writing- I mean, sure I love writing and I always have, but I never knew it was something I could share and others would enjoy it!! Knowing that my work makes other people happy warms my soul :] i love sharing my stuff with all of you!!
@moss-tombstone is one of the COOLEST people I've ever met. And talking to her about TBB is so cool- I love seeing her stuff and her writing OUGH top tier. You're an inspiration and I love sharing what I make with you (and your OC's. Yummy.)
AND @keef-a-corn I also really really think you're cool. Your art?? EDIBLE. your writing?? EATING IT UP. you're so kind as well!! Talking to you and seeing your dogs makes me very happy :D (jar jar x tech exists because of you....... isn't that something special?)
I know Lif tagged me already but!!! @lifblogs you are one of the kindest people I've ever met. You always make me feel secure in what I create, and you help me share my work with confidence and I really admire your work, and what you cover- it's beautiful and I'm so glad I met you (I LOVE YOUR CATS TOO OUGH!!!!!!)
AND there's so many people in this fandom I could spend YEARS telling you about how much I love them and what they do and I can't wait to meet more of you!!! All these brilliant people are the reason I make what I make and I am who I am! I'm so greatful to you all <3 (and TBB simply is my favourite piece of media. ever)
And I'm so sad I can't talk about more of these people but I WILL make sure you all know how much I appreciate you..... >:)
Tagging!!!!!: @alabyte, @cameronirat, @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius, @writer-reader-skater, @lightwise, @nightskyfoxyy, @99aceace, @niobiumao3, @soldfor3000credits and there's many, many more!!!!!!!!!!
[IMMEDIATE EDIT: @patapouille AND @flyiingsly] YOU TWO ARE SO KIND TO ME AS WELL I LOVE YOU BOTH <3
Before TBB Ends...Regardless of HOW it Ends...I've Got to Say Something...
In 2021, TBB was released, and over the last few years, it's grown to mean a lot to me. Not just the stories, the storytelling, the characters whom we've fallen in love with and hope to see more of someday, whose stories we've learned important lessons from, but how it profoundly affected my life.
And it is something I am incredibly grateful for.
Regardless of how the show ends, if it's something I'm going to love or be totally heartbroken over and hate, I'm so glad it happened and went on this journey.
For one, it gave me the plug to start writing. Writing was always a dream of mine but it wasn't until I discovered fanfiction, because of TBB, that I actually realized it. I had this idea of writing and thought I'd never really be able to accomplish that. The show enabled me to move past that and I've been able to be enflamed by my love for writing. It brings me so much happiness. No other show pushed me to write like this one.
Secondly, my writing has allowed me to touch and interact with people. I can't tell you how much it means to me and how thrilled I am to hear and learn my work has touched you in some way. I'm humbled by your words and taking the time to actually read and appreciate what I've written.
Thirdly, I've gone on so many adventures, crazy amazing adventures because of what other brilliant minds I met through the show have written. There are SO many great stories that just hit me so.....I was touched by your stories that you wouldn't have written if you hadn't watched the show!
Lastly, but CERTAINLY not the least, I have made SO many friends and writing buddies because of this show. It has connected me to so many cool people that I otherwise may never have found. I've grown really close with some of you, while others, though we may not be friends per say, I hope we can someday. In the meantime, I will admire your work from here. You guys mean so much to me and I can't even begin to express how wonderful it's been getting to know you over the past few years. The fun experiences we've shared, the theories, the stories, all of it. I am not putting this as well as it was in my head so please forgive that.
This includes but isn't limited to: @eclec-tech @photogirl894 @apocalyp-tech-a @lizartgurl @jedipoodoo @arctrooper69 @carolinetano7567 @trapezequeen @ghostofskywalker @masterjedilenaaa @ladysongmaster @moonstrider9904 @klmwrites @techs-stitches @ovaa-bi-bia @frostycatblr-fandom-files @imabeautifulbutterfly @sverdgeir @oceansssblue @marvel-starwarsfangirl @jedi-hawkins
How about you? What are you guys grateful for? Reblog and share what TBB meant to you!
Copy and paste the red as your header and let's see how many people we can get so share their stories!
I will end with no other quote than this!
"With love comes loss; it's part of the deal. Sometimes it hurts, but in the end, it's all worth it. There's no greater gift than love."
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tech: sometimes it absolutely flounders my mind that there are people that don’t wear goggles. that they are able to literally see with no aid. they simply wake up and are out here seeing. what an interesting concept
tech: and people may say things such as ‘don’t you hate it when you look up in the middle of the night and see a spider on your ceiling’ but i could have general grievous hanging from my ceiling fan and i would be none the wiser
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