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Okay one last poll now that we 100% know Tech is dead
I'm okay with it and I don't think I'd change a thing about how it actually happened on screen because it was truly beautiful and the grief it gives me is exquisite but I also fully intend to carry on living in fix it fics where he's perfectly fine
A Rebellion Built on Hope
@swsource Star Wars Week DAY 2 (April 30): Trilogy Wars – Favorite trilogy
The Originals
Oooo that’s my favorite version of the Rebel sign I’ve seen! 💕
Hello there tumblr!
While we Star Wars fans are anxiously waiting for the bad batch finale, I could use your help! In fact...
I am currently in the process of writing my master's thesis. My research is about age & Star Wars characters. The research is trying to investigate whether there is a difference in fans of different ages liking or disliking certain characters that appear throughout Episodes 1-9. The survey takes about 5-10 minutes to complete, is completely anonymous, and you must be 18+ to participate.
It would be ✨️ wizard ✨️ if you could share it with your friends, parents, siblings, or any other Star Wars fans you might know! Or even just reblogging this post for others to discover here on Tumblr 😊
It would mean the world (or galaxy hehe) if you would fill it out. If you did THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS! ✨️✨️✨️
Howzer stole our hearts when he appeared in TBB, and I wanted to write a bit of a backstory for him. It begins with his newbie days during TCW and stretches to where we last see him in TBB. Enjoy his character arc and some heartwarming romance, yearning, action, adventure, angst, and growth.
My wish for all of you is to find a fic that you love as much as I love this one. One that's all-consuming, and preferably a long one so it lasts for a while. I am currently so wrapped up in it, I can't focus on what I'm actually supposed to be doing in my life. And I haven't read something that affected me like that in YEARS.
Storytime:
On Saturday, I ran across a TBB/Hunter fic Free wrote on Ao3. In our comment conversation, she gave me the link to the story on tumblr. It was spicy, so I reblogged it on my side-side. Then, looking at her blog, I saw a Howzer post, and I was so excited, because I hadn't seen much Howzer content around here. I mentioned that and she linked me to her Howzer x OC fic.
I started reading it yesterday evening, and read the first 3 chapters before bed. Then at 10:30 I went to bed (which is ridiculously early for me, but I had stayed up until 6:15 am the night/day before reading other fics, so only got 1 hr. 45 min. of sleep Saturday night, so I was really tired.) I had every intention of just reading a chapter or two, knowing I would fall asleep before long.
Or so I thought...I was so enthralled with the story that I did NOT fall asleep. In fact, I was still reading at 2 am when my phone battery started screaming at me that it was dying. I was up to Ch. 21, and I just took a little peek ahead and read a part that had me so emotional...
I had to put my phone down, or I wasn't going to have enough battery life for my alarm to go off in 5 hours (and I wasn't going to get my charger, because then I would have kept reading and I just couldn't do that for a 2nd night in a row.)
But when I put my phone down and laid my head on my pillow, I just started crying. I was legit crying about this fic. It was a happy cry for the most part, and I realized I had been so concerned and anxious about what was going to happen, that I just needed a good cry to release all that emotion.
I'm doing some reorganizing with my blogs, and I ran across this saved in my drafts. I'd reblogged it last August on one of my other blogs, but I want my reaction here on this blog too.
WOW!! 😭🥹 That… I’m speechless. That is so dang meaningful! 😭😭😭 It means the WORLD to me that someone could enjoy it so much. 🥹
2nd poster out of the 6 i just finished for my small thesis project You can check out the other one I made of the Bad Batch here ✨✨
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The detail is insane. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
I’ve decided to post all of the progress here as well, not just on instagram. Some people have asked to be tagged once I post some progress, but I can’t remember who they were. So if you wanna see future progress, let me know and I’ll tag you!
This one may not look too different from the previous one, but nothing really turned out the way I intended to.
The colors, the textures, the focus, the sounds, the camera, everything just seems so off, and oh boy the animation… this is the result of rushing and not knowing what I’m doing, just inserting keyframes, tweaking the graph editor and hoping for the best. So maybe signing up for this project wasn’t a great idea after all lol. Plus the datapad’s not even fully textured, you can literally see where I started adding details on the front, then for some reason I just left off lol
One thing I’ll definitely work on in the future is the menu itself, because if this project is for a graphic design thesis, then I might as well try to make the only thing that has something to do with it look more presentable. I’ll definitely be changing up the fonts, and I have some other ideas for the background as well.
But for now, I’ll move on to the remaining 6 character menu animations. Originally there were gonna be 5, not 7. At first I was randomly picking out the characters I wanted to make one for, then I realized, it’d probably be best, if each squad got one animation. The 501st gets Rex, the 212th gets Cody, the CG gets Fox, the 104th gets Wolffe, and the 241st gets Tukk. CF99 got Hunter but I really wanted to make one for Tech as well, since modeling and texturing him took the longest 💀
Once all of that’s done, I can finally move on to animating the trailer video. Which I’m terrified of, but oh well lol
This project brings me so much joy and I hope you get the highest grade for it @boggsart!
This is freaking amazing!
Okay, it’s definitely only you who can see the flaws, because I am just BLOWN AWAY!! The smoothness, the SOUNDS, the details, the motion and fluidity of it all?! It’s professional! I would pay up the wazoo to play it! Or even just the menu! 🤣
This is mind-blowingly amazing.
I fully support any and all of your clone-creating endeavors 😭😍👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 gorgeous!
Thank you all for the reblogs and interactions on my Rex doodles 🫶 Here's more Rex :D
Reminder Dave Filoni is not the director of the Bad Batch
Nor the writer.
For the people who do not follow me on instagram, here’s a lil sneak peek of how the menu of my game will look like(still a wip)
Make sure you watch it with the sound on, cuz I’ve spent two days on the sound design lol
OMG!!! This is so good!!! What platforms will it be available on? I’m not very good at videogames, but I wanna try this one!!!
WHAT!! @boggsart are you kidding me?! This is incredible. You’re beyond professional. Absolutely stunning. I can’t imagine the time this took. Every detail is just immaculate. If you have a tag list of any kind, please add me to it cause everything you do is just 🔥🔥🔥.
Happy Bad Batch Eve! I'm obsessed with the new season but the content isn't coming out fast enough so I felt like I needed to write my own.
Tech's not dead and Crosshair rejoins the team partway through Season 2 after Mayday's death rather than being imprisoned by the Empire, but this is otherwise canon-compliant. No Season 3 spoilers.
While on a routine mission for Cid, the Bad Batch encounter a woman fleeing from the Empire. Crosshair suspects her seemingly free-spirited, nomadic existence is actually a cover for something else, but struggles to keep his attraction toward her in check as their personalities and ideals clash.
Chapters posted 1-2x weekly!
“We will be landing on the outskirts of the city ruins shortly. Scanners indicate that it is abandoned, but there is an Imperial outpost located ten klicks East, in the next valley over. This should be a relatively simple operation: make our way to the city center, locate the cargo, and return to the Marauder.” Tech was at the controls of the ship as usual, setting them down in an open, overgrown area where the ruins of the city—little more than rubble and scrap now, haphazardly heaped stoneworks and scorched earth where once there had been homes, streets, marketplaces—were fewer and further between. The remaining members of the squad did their final checks of their equipment, adjusting armor and securing weapons as the hatch hissed open. Wrecker was the first out.
“Woah. What happened here?” The largest member of the squad looked around incredulously. The destruction was not recent; a thick layer of soot, grime, and overgrown weeds was evidence of the neglect that the ruins had been left to. It did not seem that anyone was deeply interested in rebuilding.
Tech had the answer, as always. “A particularly destructive battle toward the end of the war. The city was occupied by Separatist forces. Citizens who were unable to evacuate before the droids moved in were held in a makeshift camp on the North side of town. Luckily, this means that many of them made it out alive once the Republic regained the territory. Their homes…were less lucky.”
Crosshair, Hunter, and Echo followed the pair down the ramp. “What cargo could there even be left to recover in all this?” Crosshair asked skeptically. His voice, as usual, dripped equal parts disdain and boredom.
“Cid’s intel says mostly expensive droid parts,” Echo intervened. “The town had a factory. When the Separatists occupied it, they planned to begin shipping the parts off-world to help with production of their army. The Republic moved in too quickly for them; the factory was destroyed, but the crates were being housed underground awaiting cataloging. As far as Cid’s source knows, they’re still there.”
Hunter looked thoughtful. “Anything to worry about with that Imperial outpost, Tech?”
“Doubtful,” the other replied, examining his datapad. “The cargo is not significant enough to merit their attention, and forces are largely dedicated to patrolling a nearby spaceport, where it would seem most of the refugees have relocated.”
Hunter nodded seriously. “Alright then. Crosshair, get a good vantage point on the hilltop where you can keep an eye on us and any activity from the outpost coming our way. Everybody else, let’s locate that cargo.”
Their forces divided, the rest of the squad beginning to pick their way among the ruins toward the city center, while the slender sniper hiked in the opposite direction. The hills were dotted with trees—not heavily forested, but enough cover for him to dig in and wait. Soon, he crested the peak, settling in at a good vantage point where he could watch the outpost in the middle distance through his scope. Activities at the facility were regular and rhythmic; troopers on patrol, units coming and going from the nearby spaceport. Nothing extraordinary.
“In position. All clear,” he reported over his comm.
“Acknowledged,” came Hunter’s reply. With any luck, the others would retrieve the cargo within a number of hours. He waited, patient and disinterested. He was good at waiting.
Some time later, his comm crackled to life again with a status update. “Cargo located.” It was his turn to acknowledge their progress. For a brief moment, he thought idly about whether he preferred missions like this one—smooth, uncomplicated, if a little boring—or those where everything seemed to go right to shit. At least, he smirked to himself wryly, the latter required more significant use of his skills.
When he heard the screeching sound of failing engines and saw the dark plume of smoke trailing behind the ship on its downward trajectory, all he could think was that the galaxy must have been listening in on him.
It crashed down northeast of his position, the impact of the wreckage echoing out across the valley. The response on his comm came through almost immediately.
“What the hell was that, Crosshair?”
“Downed Imperial shuttle. Drawing attention from the outpost now. Get moving.”
“Well, with any luck that’ll keep them occupied long enough for us to get outta here. Stay outta sight,” Hunter replied. Crosshair shifted his scope from the troopers mobilizing at the outpost toward the crash site, just in time to see a woman emerge from the ship, coughing in the smoke. He had expected a detachment of troopers to come stumbling from the wreckage, not a lone woman. She was human, silver haired, staring back at the shuttle with a look halfway between rage and despair. She slammed her fist against the ship’s hull in frustration, and he smirked a little as she winced, rubbing her hand in pain. She ducked back into the ship, emerging momentarily, pulling a poncho over her head as she strapped a blaster to her hip and pulled on a pack.
He scanned the area around her as she began marching south from the crash, glancing furtively in all directions. She was heading on a trajectory that would intersect any moment with two troopers on speeder bikes. She was moving too slowly, limping a little. This should be interesting, he thought dryly. He was sure the Empire were very welcoming to unauthorized crash landings of stolen shuttles near their facilities.
When the woman and the troopers came face to face, he could only imagine the dialogue accompanying the silent pageant he could see through his scope. The woman slowly raised both hands, throwing a flattering, charming smile at the troopers. She thought she could talk her way out of it, he reasoned. So the flash of the blaster bolt caught him by surprise when she snaked one of her hands behind her head, grabbing a concealed weapon off her shoulder, and fired off a shot.
“Is that blaster fire, Crosshair?!” Hunter demanded over the comm.
“Not mine,” he replied calmly.
“Then who?!”
The round had caught one of the troopers in the chest, toppling him off the speeder bike. The woman took advantage of the confusion to dive for cover behind a tree, exchanging fire with the remaining trooper. What she couldn’t see, of course, were the other half dozen Imperials making their way toward her position. Any moment now, she’d be surrounded.
“Status?” Crosshair queried over the comm.
“Making our way back to the Marauder.”
The woman managed to get a good shot in on the remaining trooper, and he toppled to the ground. However, just as she made a dash for the speeder bikes, two green bolts flashed by, wrecking her getaway vehicles and forcing her to dive once more, losing the smaller blaster. She recovered quickly, unholstering the larger piece at her hip and taking shots at the oncoming troopers as she ran for cover again. It was pointless, he thought. She didn’t stand much chance of escape, alone, on foot. Not this close to the outpost.
From his vantage point, he could see the troopers fanning out, boxing her in. She had the hillside to her back; the elevation would slow down her retreat, even if she could keep up enough cover fire to out-maneuver the speeder bikes. And—the only part that mattered to him—she ran the risk of drawing Imperial attention to the adjoining valley before they finished loading up the marauder.
However, before he could further consider the implications of her retreat, he saw her move to fire off another shot from around her cover. In the brief moment she was exposed, a blaster bolt from one of the troopers clipped her side, propelling her forcefully to the ground. She was close enough for him to hear her strangled cry at the hit, echoing out against across the valley. She scrabbled backwards in the dirt, blaster thrown out of reach. One of the troopers swung off his speeder bike, approaching her slowly as he took aim. They weren’t planning on taking her prisoner. He couldn’t hear whatever words they exchanged, just see the snarl on the woman’s face before her features calmed, peaceful, as she closed her eyes before the inevitable.
Crosshair dispatched the trooper closest to her, expertly, just before the Imperial could squeeze to pull the trigger. He followed it up with three more in rapid succession, the troopers falling dead before they could hope to locate the sniper’s position or find cover. The final two, he saw with some surprise, were caught off guard by the woman, who had managed to crawl over to her lost blaster in the confusion.
She was attempting to limp her way over to one of the abandoned speeder bikes when he caught up to her.
“Stay back,” she warned him, eyes glinting as she aimed her blaster at him.
“Are you even sure you could ride one of those things by yourself right now?” He drawled back at her.
“Of course I can,” she snapped. As if to prove it to him, she gripped the handle of the first one she came to with her left hand, knuckles white, right hand steady as she kept her blaster trained on his chest. She swung her leg and mounted the bike. He watched her grip on the handle loosen as the shock and pain caught up to her, her eyes rolling back in her head as she collapsed.
Oooooo 👀
Excited to see where this goes!
For some reason this has been a bear (dragon, Vrathean, pick your Star Wars creature) to write, but I realized after this last episode of TBB that there was more to the “monster of the week” trope that we all love to get tired of in Star Wars, and specifically for our beloved Batch members. I believe that some of the main “monsters” each member of the Batch has faced and could face represents inner turmoil and the storms/dark things within that each of them has had to wrestle with. The choices each of them have made to tame or calm or live with the creatures they have encountered, instead of automatically killing them or choosing violence against them, is a powerful metaphor. Something that looks like a monster on the outside may not necessarily be a monster on the inside, when cared for and acknowledged properly.
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I HAVE A MASSIVE INTELLERECTION FROM THIS ABD IT’S GLORIOUS 😍😍😍
Star Wars has three types of guy: Fump Geezgo from the Womflee system, Stabba Badguyman, and Chris
"Tired, yet?" | THE BAD BATCH, S03E09
Some fan artist is going to draw a shot that exists between these two where she licks the blade.
OMG I JUST HAD THAT THOUGHT WHEN WATCHING THESE FOR THE 8432948234th TIME 💀🔥👏🏼
I could see this from @perfectlywingedcrusade or @beetlecrest or @cloned-eyes or @chiliger or @bianvers or @vivaislenska or @ve-ti-ver or ANY OF THEM!
WHAAAATTTT! oh my gosh and real art too?! the COLORS! the TEXTURE! the LOOK!
I'm gonna need a minute.
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(can you post this on its own post so it doesn't get lost with all the crap above it? LOL)
Today’s Warm Up Sketch! Echo with Freesias! 💐
Ayyyyyy!!! 😭💕💕💕💕💕
Stop lying, Crosshair. We know how you really feel about Ventress
@shyranno You make EVERYONE look so dang good! 🤣😍🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
This is perfection 😂💕
