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tried the blind color palette challenge a few times with some suggested characters :))
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He must have gone through something truly traumatic to loose abilities he was genetically engineered for. (Joking; not joking 🙃 seriously I’m loosing my mind)
How did we go from Hunter sniffing dirt to measure distances in The Clone Wars to him not knowing that a living breathing creature was right in front of them in The Bad Batch season 3
#tbb s3#tbb spoilers#tbb s3 spoilers#the bad batch#the bad batch spoilers#the bad batch season three#the bad batch season 3 spoilers#the bad batch season three spoilers#the bad batch season 3#tbb hunter#sergeant hunter#Hunter#star wars the bad batch hunter#the bad batch hunter#hunter tbb#hunter bad batch
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HAPPY REBELS REMEMBERED DAY!
#*wheeze*#Chopper#sw memes#star wars rebels#rebels remembered#Star Wars memes#Star Wars rebels memes
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I’m trying to act normal in my day to day life and I’m not doing a great job.
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Average night on the Marauder
Hunter *tucking Omega in*: Goodnight, sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bite.
Tech: Technically, there would be no bed bugs. We just cleaned. Why do you think there are bed bugs?
Crosshair: Goodnight. Sleep tight, don’t let the monsters haunt you.
Wrecker: Monsters?
Omega: What monsters?
Echo *sighs*: There are no bed bugs, there are no monsters. Just go to bed.
Wrecker: But what monsters?
Hunter: No monsters.
Omega: Just bed bugs.
Tech: Again, there should be no bed bugs. Have you seen signs of them?
Echo: All of you go to sleep
*Quiet for a minute*
Wrecker: But why does Batcher always sleep with Crosshair? No fair, I wanna turn
Omega: She sometimes sleeps by me
Wrecker: No fair
Crosshair: She just likes me best
Tech: Technically, it may be because of Crosshair’s unresolved trauma. Dogs tend to know when humans are not alright. Although that may not be a good enough reason because many of us have unresolved issues.
Hunter: Yes, thank you for calling us out Tech, now go to sleep
*Quiet for another minute*
Omega: I need some water
Wrecker: I have to use the refresher
Tech: It is too hot in here to sleep. What temperature is the ship set at? This is not the optimal sleeping environment
Hunter: Do not touch the thermostat!
Echo: WOULD YOU GO TO SLEEP ALREADY?
Crosshair: Okay, mom.
#seems right#tbb headcanons#tbb incorrect quotes#tbb wrecker#tbb tech#tbb omega#tbb hunter#tbb crosshair#tbb echo#tbb batcher
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This is my first time posting a fic, so please don’t judge it too harshly. I’m new to this. Also posting on mobile so… yeah. I accept fair criticism.
Summary: after a long day of work you take a shower with Gregor, eat some food and go to sleep. It’s all just fluff really.
Warnings: a shower scene but nothing spicy. Reader is gn, they have hair but it never specifies what length.
It had been an eventful day, lots of manual labor, errands, miscommunications, and overall havoc. You had gotten everything sorted out… eventually, and now, you were just glad it had all worked out, and you were home.
“I stink, I’m gonna take a shower.”
You were taking off your shoes in front of your door. Your husband Gregor leaned against the wall doing the same. He stopped for a moment, just long enough to stick his face in his shirt, and take a whiff. He recoiled, making a face.
“Kriff you’re not the only one, you wanna shower first?”
You smiled up at him sweetly.
“I don’t see why we can’t shower at the same time.”
His eyes light up instantly. “I like your thinking!”
As soon as you get your shoes off you head to your room where you strip down, and drop your clothes in the dirty laundry bin. Heading into the refresher you turned the shower’s faucet to the hottest setting. After the water started violently steaming you turned it down to a reasonable temperature; checking it with your fingertips before stepping in. Gregor close behind shutting the door.
You ran yourself under the faucet first wetting your body and rinsing the grime off before stepping to the side and letting your husband do the same. Filling your palm with shampoo you close your eyes, and run it through your hair lathering it thoroughly before reaching your hands out for your husband, he takes your hands in his, guiding you under the faucet rinsing off the shampoo. Once free of the suds you rinse your face and open your eyes.
“Okay your turn!”
Stepping out the stream you let him take your place. As he holds out his hand you fill his palm with shampoo and watch him run his fingers through his hair. Appreciating the furrowing of his brow, and his strong tanned form; watching the suds run down his body. As you apply conditioner to your hair. Rinsing off he steps out the stream, wiping off the excess water. Reaching up you apply the leftover conditioner to his wet locks, adding more product as it runs short.
Gregor lets out a content sigh. “That feels a lot better. I wish we would have been able to do this sooner!”
You let out a drawn out puff of air. “You and me both ner cyar’ika. Now get over here.” Your tone light as you hand your husband a pair of shower mitts. Donning another pair, you coat the gloves in shower gel. Passing the bottle to Gregor so he can do the same.
“Turn around, I wanna get your back.”
He passes the bottle back to you, where you return it to its spot on the shelf. Obliging Gregor turns his back to you, letting you run your sudsy shower mitts across neck, over his shoulders and down his back. Making your way down from his waist to his ankles. He chuckles looking over his shoulder at you.
“My you are thorough.”
“I try my best. Now do me!” Standing straight you turn to face the wall.
Taking a few steps in your direction Gregor places his hands briefly on your shoulders, giving your cheek a gentle kiss before rubbing you down in turn.
After which the two of you take turns scrubbing yourselves and each other. Alternating between scrubbing your own arm then his, your hip then his. Smiling and laughing as it gradually becomes more and more of competition then a shower. Flinging suds at each other and trying to steal the water stream from one another. Until you both eventually decide you’re done.
Rinsing the conditioner out of your hair, and wiping all the excess water off, you both step out of the shower grabbing your corresponding towels to dry off.
After stepping into your bedroom you frown deeply stopping in your tracks dripping in the carper.
Looking back at you Gregor laughs loudly. Tilting his head slightly he asks “what’s wrong? You were so happy a minute ago.”
“I’m wet.” You say bluntly.
Laughing harder he sits on the edge of the bed wiping his eyes. “Well. Yeah. That’s kind of what happens when you shower cyare.”
“I know, I don’t mind the showing bit, I just hate the drying off bit. I feel.. sticky.”
“Sticky?”
“Yeah, like in between my joints and stuff, they take longer to dry and it feels sticky. I don’t like it.”
“Aww, poor baby.” Gregor gets up and places a kiss on the top of your head. “ I actually know what you're talking about. It’s never really bothered me; but I can see it.”
You pout, for just a second, before perking up.
“Hey, let’s eat something while we dry off!”
Gregor’s eyes open wide “I couldn’t agree more. Let’s eat!”
You spend the next hour or so sitting at the table eating whatever leftovers were in the fridge. Each talking about your day, and filling in the blank spots for each other. After finishing up your meals, and stacking the dishes you were both feeling pretty spent, and were ready to go to bed.
“You ready to turn in?” Gregor asks bleary eyed.
Yawning, you nod slowly “Oh absolutely.”
Pulling on your sleep clothes, you climb into bed. Gregor following after you shortly. Wrapping his arms around you, you readjust so you’re the little spoon, to his big spoon. Face buried in your hair he inhales deeply, closing his eyes. You lean into him reaching a hand back to gently brush against his cheek.
“I love you cyar’ika.”
You feel Gregor smile softly “I love you too mesh’la.”
You focus on his breath and warmth until you fall asleep.
#Gregor fic#Gregor x reader#Captain Gregor x reader#Captain Gregor#My fic#Star Wars captain Gregor x reader#Star Wars Gregor x reader#Star Wars Gregor fic#Star Wars Captain Gregor fic#Gregor#tcw x reader#tbb x reader#clone x reader
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@ivvmell's gardener Cody propaganda works really well
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It has the same energy as a toddler being told they can’t have ice cream for dinner.
#tbb spoilers#bad batch spoilers#tbb s3 spoilers#tbb s3#the bad batch#the bad batch season three#the bad batch season 3 spoilers#the bad batch season three spoilers#the bad batch season 3#Rampart#admiral rampart#Echo#tbb echo#the bad batch echo#the bad batch rampart
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I just drew this because I wanted a silly lil widget on my home screen lol
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canon event
more rebels nine-nine -> here
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BB SPOLIER
oh- the money I’d pay to have had Tech in the ship when Phee just killed the engine is get past security-
Tech: “THIS IS THE MOST IRRATIONAL METHOD OF BYPASSING-“
Phee: “OH HOLD ON TO YOUR DATA PAD BROWN EYES AND QUIT COMPLAINING-“
Crosshair: *WHEN THE FUCK DID TECH GET A GIRLFRIEND*
#Phee#Tech#Crosshair#tbb s3 spoilers#tbb s3#the bad batch season three#the bad batch season 3 spoilers#the bad batch season three spoilers#the bad batch season 3#the bad batch spoilers#tbb spoilers
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I love her!
Phee slander is not welcome on this blog.
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Everyone: “in the most loving way possible; Echo’s kind of a stick in the mud.
#incorrect quotes#tbb#the bad batch#the bad batch echo#the bad batch incorrect quotes#tcw incorrect quotes#tcw echo#the clone wars#the clone wars incorrect quotes#the clone wars echo#Echo#Star Wars the clone wars#tbb incorrect quotes
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Its Omega care day.
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Him taking a second to remember the plan was so freaking cute
#Wrecker#tbb wrecker#the bad batch wrecker#the bad batch#tbb#tbb s3#tbb s3 spoilers#the bad batch season three#the bad batch season 3 spoilers#the bad batch season three spoilers#the bad batch season 3
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Hi! I was rereading some of your follower event things and thought one of Wrecker ones (I Can Fix That) was super cute! At least the vibes of it with it being mostly really sweet and caring.
I was hoping you could write something with vibes kind of like that one. Not exactly like the Wrecker one obviously because what I'm asking for is different.
Anyways, I am requesting the gem emerald with Gregor during sunset/dusk please! Preferably with Gender Neutral reader where the reader and Gregor are going on their first date. Both of them are nervous, but are really sweet with each other. Maybe it's the first date either of them have had in a long time or something, so they both agree to take it slow.
Great work with your writing! Can't wait to read/see this when it gets written!
First Time In Forever
Summary: You’ve not been on a date in ages, so you’re hopeful that this date with Gregor goes well.
Pairing: Captain Gregor x GN!Reader
Word Count: 627
Prompt: Emerald - Patient Love
Warnings: None
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly
A/N: Hi there! Thank you for your request! I hope this is close to what you wanted. I didn't actually write the date, because that would have definitely put me over my self imposed word limit, but I hope you like it anyway.
You haven’t been on a date in what feels like ages.
It’s not your fault, not really. You’ve been so busy, what with the war and everything, that it kind of fell to the wayside, but things are different now.
The war is over.
And you’re able to get back to your normal life.
Of course, normal is subjective, and people just haven’t been interested in dating you.
You were starting to worry that you were never going to make a connection with anyone…and that’s when you met Gregor. Kind Gregor. Handsome Gregor.
Gregor who smiles at you like you’re a little confusing but keeps coming around anyway.
Gregor, who asked you to get ice cream with him today. Who sheepishly, and bashfully, admitted that it was a date but he was a little nervous using that word since you don’t date.
You weren’t sure how to tell him that you didn’t date because people weren’t interested in you, so you didn’t. You just accepted his offer. You like him, after all. He’s wonderful.
But now that today is here, you’re kind of…panicking.
You’ve been dumped by every person you’ve ever been on a date with. Clearly this is a ‘you’ problem since you're the only common denominator, and the idea of Gregor breaking up with you because of some personal failing that you aren’t aware of is…terrifying.
But, at the same time, you can’t not go. Because that might upset Gregor and you can’t do that.
So, after fretting over your appearance for a few more minutes, because it’s something you can control, you finally leave your apartment to head to the meeting point you and Gregor agreed on.
The both of you arrive at the same time, and the moment you see Gregor all of the nerves fly away, as though they were never there to begin with. How could you be nervous with him grinning at you like that? Like an excited schoolboy.
“You’re here!” He even sounds excited, and your heart does a little flip, though not from nerves this time.
“So are you.” You tease with a small grin.
“Well, yeah…” He pushes his hand through his hair, “I…ah, was kind of worried that you weren’t going to come.” Gregor admits, “My brothers had to reassure me that you would.”
“Well, honestly, I was a bit worried that you would change your mind when you saw me.” You admit as you lean closer to him, “I haven’t exactly had good luck with dating in the past.”
Gregor stares at you, “Never. I would never. You’re amazing. I’m a lucky man that you agreed to come on a date with me.” His smile is slightly lopsided, “But, uh…it’s been a bit since the last time I dated-”
“Oh, same. I haven’t been on a date since…Force…before the war started.”
Gregor releases a giggle, before he shakes his head, “Well, since it’s been a while, for us both, do you mind if we…go a bit slow?”
A smile blooms across your face, and you reach out to take his hands in yours. “I like you, Gregor. I think you’re funny and smart and kind and good…and I’d like to see where this goes. We can go as slow, or as fast, as you’d like.”
He squeezes your hands, “Well, I’m hoping for a possible forever with you, so there’s no need to rush, right?”
You beam at him, “Well, as it happens, I’m a very patient person.” You squeeze his hands back, “Because your hope sounds perfect to me.”
Gregor flashes a small, shy smile and then threads his fingers with yours, “Well then, shall we get this date started?”
“I can’t wait,” You reply with a small grin as you squeeze his hand.
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I know I’m late but here’s redraws of my two most popular TCW pieces for MAY4TH!!!!!
(originals: x x)
[ID: Two digital drawings depicting characters from Star Wars: the Clone Wars. I’m the first, Ashoka is seen lifting Hardcase upside down with the force. Her back is to the viewer, and both her and Hardcase are saying “Hi Rex!”. Rex stands with his helmet under one arm, and an unamused expression on his face. In the secod drawing, Hardcase is hugging Dogma so tightly that he lifts him off the ground. He is grinning, while Dogma looks unamused, stating “Unhand me”. End ID.]
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