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[gabelew]

captain bazz's adventures in demoralizing the youth

featuring teen sidon being just too impressed by his first fancy drink

[prisiidon]

next seamonster zora is morphing a zora and another favourite thing. The clue is already in the first sentence >:)

[oozeandgoo-art]

[dravencroft]

Quick portrait of my Mikkian smuggler Makeet

[bonefall]

Sibling headpaw's warrior name -> headfriend

Names that are silly that I'm fond of;

Headpaw/Headtail (headass fetus twin infodumping flightrising lore while im tryna pass our warrior assessment)

Babblepaw/Babbleface (bc she wont shut up)

Moon2paw/Moon2moon

The PS5

Names that are legit that I'm fond of;

Nearpaw (closer side of the moon)

Eclipsepaw (MANIFESTING)

Starpaw (canonize the prefix erins. do it.)

[thequickbutt]

My version of the Indigo-Gos in the BotW style! They're more of a rock band here and I also made Mikau the lead singer. Lulu is second vocals and plays second guitar! If I had the skill and the patience, I would design their instruments as well...

Single images and some info under the cut!

Mikau

Lead singer and guitarist of the band. Also one of Zora's Domain's most skilled warriors. His headtail was once longer and looked pretty much like your average Zora's, but he lost a part of it in a battle. He wears a piece of jewelry at the end now to hide his scar. Even though most Zora fight with spears, Mikau prefers fighting with a sword. His arm fins are harder than a usual Zora's fins, and also sharper, which makes them useful in battle.

Lulu

Second vocals and second guitar. Based on a hammerhead shark (since it's confirmed Princess Ruto is based on one. And since Lulu is more or less a reused model of Ruto... you get the idea). Pink jewelry instead of the average cyan! Her personality differs from her Majora's Mask one, as she's more of a rock girl here! Probably a little more quiet and shy in person than on stage, though. Not wearing a dress, but some sorta skirt, which is attached to her belt.

Japas

Bassist. Lotsa smaller jewelry. Yes, he has eyes. The tallest of the five band members. Arm fins are differently attached to him than an average Zora's, plus he's got extra small fins on his legs to imitate flare sleeves and pants. Super chill dude.

Evan

Band leader. Plays the keyboard. Cool headphones! Rounder fins than your average Zora. Short headtail. Probably dislikes when the other band members just come up with songs on their own, and then steals said songs to pretend he made them up himself.

Tijo

Short, round ray friend! Mikau's bestie. Plays the drums. You can probably talk to him about anything. Not the most popular of the band, but he appreciates every single fan!

[cunt-removal]

shrimpo rubbing his headtail like hair when he's nervous.... not beating the pretty girl allegations

[weakestcreature]

i had this dream that consisted of being told to and playing this like. Aurorastation canonical version of a class/hero shooter (more TF2 than overwatch) and there was: -an aut'akh unathi as a Heavy-type. she was ridiculously big and clipped through doorways. She had loadout options of a minigun and a huge breech-load rifle. everyone used the rifle because it one-hits on a bodyshot. there's a popular image of her where its her holding this really big spoon and its captioned "YOU CAN ONLY HAVE A SPOONFUL OF ARMOR" and shes smiling really big and mischievious

-a spy/assassin type who is this human girl in like. tactical bodysuit getup. she throws kukris and has a silenced pistol and has an energy dagger. I could not tell for the life of me what her origins are intended to be.

-a skrell sniper. they have a charge-up energy sniper rifle smilar to how charge works on tf2 so you cant back to back headshots. they also have this sort of HUD addition of this chibi skrell that wanders around your screen and gives you motivational advice ("you can fire at 80% or more charge to guarantee a crit!"/"you are fucking winning bitch!"/"your headtails look great by the way!"/"your dodgeroll meter fills quickly") and also lightly flirts with the player ("you're my brightest star!"/"wanna j'oxa later?"/"the people love your skill, so do i!")

-you can send them to other enemy players where they will start suicidebaiting them. it has unique dialogue for each character. when doing this to the assassin girl it becomes weirdly more mean-spirited and her suicidebait gauge fills faster and seems to bring up specific things like "you will never have headtails". -the suicidebait gauge is relieved by having a friendly player rub their model against you which counts as them comforting you

-a dominian engineer guy. he explicitly hates being the engineer archetype. he cringes whenever he builds machines. he also comes equipped with a flintlock for some reason

-a vaurca melee character. it punches people. it uses it/its. i never learned their archetype name because everyone calls them "The Freaker" for some reason. there's an image of it with its arms draped over the assassin character and the sniper captioned "ME AND MY THREE WIVES | I'M ALSO THE FREAKER" and it is looking dead at the camera to implicate the viewer is its third wife

-a tajara tesla girl. she shoots lightning and hovers off the ground. she also gets a scythe that gibs on kills

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[rendomski]

WIP game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your WIP(s) that starts with each letter of that word.

Got tagged by @gun-roswell 👋🏼

The word was CHICK (oh, I was afraid I didn't have anything starting from K, but here it is!)

All from the latest chapter, a flashback about the clone cadets meeting Shaak Ti 🙂.

“Cadets, attention!”

Her brown robes were plain compared to the outfits of some bounty hunter trainers, but the dark cloth brought up the stripes on her… headtails. Oh-Seven was constantly forgetting the correct names for those appendages. The General's smile was open and friendly, despite the glimpse of predatory canines. A few cadets smiled tentatively in return, while others found it still hard to believe that they would not be punished for the mayhem they caused barely minutes earlier.

Indeed, there were plenty of pillows scattered all over the floor, otherwise empty.

“Can we see your lightsaber, sir?” asked one of the regs after introducing himself, and Tech groaned as he snapped out of his brief reverie.

“Kark you!” The too loud whisper was carried way further than intended; snickers followed.

No pressure tag 🙂: @inkyclone99, @huntressdarkness, @wolveria, @indigofyrebird

And the word is: TECH

[prisiidon]

So like, if zora have fin/headtail amputations, they'll sink and wouldn’t be able to swim (cruciaL to ocean zora who swim all the time). Defs would be prosthetics for those developed! Esp bc soldiers can have accidents with aggro seamonsters.

[renesassing]

kotor has some really great twi'lek colors with the female twi'leks and their multicolored headtails and we see them in like 0 other bits of star wars canon and it bums me out. make twi'lek ocs with the funky kotor colors guys

[gilded-moon]

flown the coop (but the birds fly home)

Summary: Omega has been gone with the Rebellion, and now she returns with news. Luckily for her dads, it's good news. They aren't sure they could take much else.

A/N: Hi! This is the first Bad Batch fic I've ever written, so I hope you guys like it! Adult Omega has my heart. Anyway, enjoy! (word count: 977)

Warnings: none!

It had been four months since Omega had left to join the Rebellion. Four months since Hunter had let his little girl fly away without him. It had hurt, deeply, but he was used to the pain now.

She’d kept up contact very well. They know Omega was safe and happy in the Rebellion. Well as safe as someone who fought the Empire could be. In her last call, Omega had told them that she was coming back for a few weeks before leaving again.

Nothing could quite describe how happy they were to see her again. Even Crosshair had managed a rare smile when Omega had announced her return. In fact, Wrecker had been so excited about her return that he had woken them all up at the crack of dawn to get ready for the small party they’d arranged.

It made Hunter laugh.

They were all currently waiting at the cave dock for Omega. She’d said that she would arrive in the afternoon, and it was currently two.

“Is she gonna get here soon?” Wrecker asked, straining his neck to look for approaching ships. “She said the afternoon!”

Hunter slapped his shoulder. “She’ll be here soon, Wrecker. Just give her a little bit of time.”

“Well I miss her! And I bought a lotta Mantell Mix for her.”

“I’m sure she’ll love it.” The faint humming of a ship made him turn. “I think I hear her. That sounds like the Mini Marauder.”

Crosshair squinted at the horizon, toothpick rolling in his mouth. “It is. I see her.”

The ship circled around the bay a few times before slowly flying into the cave and landing. Omega waved from the cockpit as the ramp lowered. Hunter waved back. When Omega finally exited the ship however, she wasn’t alone.

A Togruta woman who was nearly the same height as Wrecker walked off with her. The Togruta had pinkish-red skin and headtails striped with gray and white. Her eyes were a bright green, and she smiled at them as she stopped at the bottom of the ramp.

Omega ran over to Hunter and squeezed him tightly. “I’m back! I missed you so much.”

He returned the hug. “Hey kid. I missed you too. Who’s this?”

She smiled a little awkwardly and grabbed the Togruta’s hand. “This is Caisin Monki’li. She works for the rebellion too. We met when I went for my first mission, and now um…she’s my copilot. And my girlfriend.”

Caisin waved. “Hello,” she said in an accented voice. “Omega talk about you much. It nice to meet you.”

Wrecker scratched his head. “Girls can date girls? I never thought of that.”

Omega rolled her eyes. “Yes Wrecker.”

“Oh. Congratulations!"

Caisin winced at his loud voice.

“Oh sorry,” he said at a quieter volume. “I didn’t mean to be loud.”

“It okay. You seem much nice. Sorry my Basic not so good.”

“Mine ain’t great neither. Nice to meet ya!”

“Nice to meet you too.”

Crosshair inclined his head. “Hello.”

Caisin inclined her head in return. “Hello…Crosshair I t’ink?”

“Yeah. That’s me. So you want to date Omega then?”

“I do.”

“What do you do for the Rebellion?”

“I spied for a long time. My aunt used to be Jedi. I follow her path. Now I help Omega.”

“You can protect her?”

“Very well.”

“Provide for her?”

“I can.”

“You won’t ditch if things go wrong?”

“No. Honor is very important. That great dishonor. I will stay.”

Crosshair hummed and shrugged, the closest thing to a verbal approval he would ever give.

Omega and Caisin looked to Hunter next. He thought back to all the times he might have lost Omega, all the times that she might have lost him. The time when she had asked what dirt and grass and trees were. For so long, he’d seen her as a child that needed protecting. For so long, she’d been a little girl that needed her family.

But she wasn’t that little girl anymore. She knew so much about the world now, and she was more well traveled than even he was. Omega might have been that little girl once, but she had grown up a long time ago.

Hunter smiled and clasped hands with Caisin. “Welcome to Pabu.”

*

“Hi Hunter,” Omega said as she sat down next to him with an ice cream in both hands. “I brought you one.”

He chuckled and took it. “Thanks kid. So how has the Rebellion been treating you?”

“Pretty good. I’ve been flying supply missions and even got in a few scrapes. They love the Tech Turn.”

“I’m glad. He’d be proud of you, you know. You’ve come a long way since Kamino.”

“That’s all because of you. I couldn’t have done any of that without you. All of you.”

“We didn’t do any of this Rebellion stuff for you.” He gestured to Caisin who was arm wrestling with Wrecker. “Are you happy with her?”

Omega smiled though her cheeks flushed pink. “Yeah. I think I love her.”

Hunter ruffled her hair and returned the smile. “Good. That’s all we ever wanted for you. To be happy and choose how you want to do that. If that’s with her, we’re with you all the way.”

“It is. I…I want to marry her someday. Not yet! We both need more time. But someday.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She leaned her head on his shoulder. “I’m glad I sat with you guys at lunch that day.”

Hunter watched as Caisin cheered, having won her arm wrestling match with Wrecker. Crosshair even clapped her on the back with his flesh hand instead of his metal one. Echo had also sent along his congratulations and promises to visit when Hunter had messaged him about Omega’s news. Even if it was unexpected, it was good for everyone.

“Me too, kid. Me too.”

[kintatsujo]

Day 8 of using the Fish-uary 2024 prompts to design Zora and today we have a seahorse, which I've been meaning to do for a while anyway

I decided to embrace the tokusatsu design influences on the later style of Zora for this guy because seahorses lend well to that, but at the same time this is where I actually draw the line and go "these are INSPIRED by the fish in question not exact 1:1 Zora versions of the fish or something"

specifically because have you ever seen a seahorse skeleton. it's just the whole hoss. This man's headtail is not made of bone it is flexible as it needs to be for cartoon fantasy setting shenanigans.

...anyone who thought that was about to be about seahorse reproduction doesn't know me very well, take that as you will.

[findafight]

Eddie's never met a Jedi. Of course he hasn't. But he's seen a Jedi, way back during the clone wars, when a battalion had helped after seppies had targeted civilian supply lines.

Eddie's pretty sure they were Kel Dor, what with the breathing apparatus. They'd worn tan and woody robes, long and elegant and flowing as they'd weaved between people, helping them stand or tending to wounds.

What had stood out to Eddie, watching this being that was supposedly a fierce warrior of light, was that they...were normal. They laughed and shrugged and cooed at babies, just like anyone else.

That was until the Jedi had raised their hands and lifted a two-tonne shipping crate into the air without so much as touching it. It frightened Eddie, then. Barely twenty and in the middle of a war his planet didn't want a part of. Beings that could lift and toss objects too heavy to move without machinery like they were playthings are not to be unwary of.

Of course. Eddie had spent a lot of the redistribution of rations effort around clones. They'd seemed...fine? While he is no stranger to speaking his mind he had thought well enough ahead that he probably shouldnt ask if they'd wanted to be there. Figured that might get him kicked off the project and he needed the money.

He listened instead. How they called each other things like Spoon and Duck and Trinity and Loopback as though they were names. Maybe they were. Eddie didn't know and didn't want to ask at the time.

But the Clones had been friendly, if formal. They spoke of their general with fondness and respect and a tinge of awe that felt appropriate to seeing what a Jedi was capable of frequently.

Eddie had liked them.

And then Empire Day came, and the Jedi were declared traitors and the galaxy as he knew it fell apart.

It never made much sense, from what Eddie had seen, for the Clones to kill the Jedi. But nobody asked Eddie, so Eddie didn't say. He did get sucked into the Rebellion though, and heard rumours about mind control and sith and a dozen other things.

So no. Eddie had never met a Jedi. But he'd seen one.

Chrissy had spoken about the rumoured Jedi (or-- not-jedi? She said they often refused the title) that stayed in the small Rebel enclave they've been helping. There were two, apparently. She'd met them, even, during a debrief where she'd been discussing how to better use their resources to help her contacts on the Freedom Trail. They'd barrelled in and spoken in such a way that Chrissy would have swore they were of the same mind, had they not been on opposite ends of the room.

"they were polite." Chrissy said, headtail twitching. "For people who interrupted an important meeting." Eddie'd laughed. "One, the Balosar man, he was very insistent that we delay our plans. The other, I think she was human? It's hard to tell, said the force was calling to them and very insistent about it during meditation."

"seriously? And the generals did it?"

"oh no. They argued for another twenty minutes before the not-Jedi threw up their arms and said, in unison Eddie!, 'The shipment will be lost if you go ahead with it. Better late than never, pricks.' and walked out."

So. On an abstract level, Eddie knew that whenever he entered the hangar bay to run maintenance or completely rebuild a ship, there was a chance for him to meet a former? Jedi.

He'd gotten well acquainted with a group of teenagers there, ones who were friends with the younger brother of the heir apparent to the region they were in and liked the make-believe games he ran in his off hours. But he never really thought about the Jedi that supposedly haunted the base until a woman shouted for Dustin, a rodian who was part of his little sheepies and had literal stars in his eyes when Eddie spoke, to come over. Dustin, the betrayer, jumped up and dashed off without even a word of goodbye.

"okay, so the head mechanic needs this-" she gestures to a small smuggling freighter that had seen far better days "hunk of junk out of the way so they can start work on a couple of x-wings. Steve and I figured we could help her out and get you to work on control of larger objects."

Eddie meandered casually over. Just to watch. Just to...see.

Dustin bounced on his feet. "Really? Woah! Where are we putting it?"

She pointed up, to the open vertical entry doors that created the roof of the hanger. "Steve's up there, he'll make sure if your control slips we don't crush the ship or anyone on the floor once you get it high, and he'll get it out and place it where it's supposed to go. I'll be here with you so you don't hurt yourself."

"I'm not gonna hurt myself."

She patted his head "yeah. Cuz I'm right here making sure."

"uhg. Almost wish I never learned you guys used to be Jedi."

"and who would train you then? No one. You and El would be sad little tooka kits all on your lonesome." She raised her voice to yell at the roof, "you ready Stevie?" and it should not have been loud enough to carry, the tone of an after thought, as though she already knew the answer and the question was just for the spectators, but the figure silhouetted waved.

Then, Dustin took a steadying breath, raised his arms, and closed his eyes. Slowly, the ship in front of him groaned and rose up. A crowd had formed, watching a magic thought extinct.

The woman's eyes darted between Dustin and the freighter, one hand loosely outstretched. It occurred to Eddie that neither wore the tunics and robes of Jedi. Dustin ran around in the mismatched pants and shirts of the Rebels' donations, while the woman wore deep greens. There were no dramatic sleeves that swished when they moved, just slightly loose fabric fastened by a belt and holster. He wonders if she ever wore them.

Dustin struggled for a moment, the ship quivering ten feet up, and the woman tensed slightly before he loosened. Eyes open, she deftly moved her arms up with the ship following, an ease in her movements that Dustin lacked. When she dropped her arms as well, the freighter stayed moving upwards, the other not-Jedi, Steve, likely taking over.

"good work for your first go." She said, draping an arm casually over Dustin's shoulders.

"I barely got it off the ground! Don't patronize me, Robin."

Eddie stepped in "considering I wouldn't even be able to move it sideways an inch, I'd say you did pretty well, Dustin."

The kid spun, just as the light comes shining back through as Steve maneuvered the ship out of the hangar. "Eddie! You saw?"

He scoffed "uh. Yes? Why didn't you tell me this is what you did when Im not around"

The woman-Robin, Eddie supposed, tensed. "It's not particularly safe to boast about it. Especially when it's not clear if you're alone."

Ah. Yeah. That did make sense. "Then why practice in a hangar with two dozen people around?"

She shrugged, and looked up. Eddie followed her sightlines and "wait is he gonna-" just as the figure that must be Steve launched himself off the edge of the open roof and towards them. He landed, he's leather jacket flapping behind him, and stood straight, grinning.

Robin laughed. "You'll give someone a heart attack one of these days, Steve."

"eh. No one's died so far."

Dustin smiled too "I'm getting pretty good at my controlled falls too! Oh, Steve, this is Eddie!"

And then Steve turned his gaze on Eddie, and his brain may have melted.

Steve looked like a spacer, windswept from the fall and leather jacket snug around his shoulders, two different holsters visible, his pants deliciously tight. He ran a hand through his hair, his antennapalps bobbing, and stuck it out for a shake.

"so, you're the great Eddie Munson Dustin hasn't shut up about? Good to meet you."

"mmhmm!" He forced his hand out to jerkily shake Steve's. Jeez. It was as though he'd never seen anyone beautiful before. His best friend was a Twilek dancer (and spy) for star's sake. He needed to get it together. Jedi didn't date, Eddie was pretty sure. Something about the force or power or devotion or something. He wasn't sure. He wasn't a Jedi. He wasn't a not-Jedi either.

Steve only smiled and turned back to Dustin. "So. Next time you need to let the Force flow. You're still trying to shove it, which never works. You direct it, like changing the course of a river."

"but not," Robin added seamlessly, and oh, wow, that was weird than you Chrissy "like a dam. Trying to block it won't give you strength. You're more..."

"using a log to ensure the water finds a different path."

"to go where you want it to go, do what you want it to do, without preventing it's natural flow."

"you guys are so annoying." Dustin huffed. "You know that? You can claim it's your Concordance of Fealty all you want but I know your freaky thing is not normal for it." He groaned. "But sometimes I feel when you guys, like, shape it. Change it. What the kark is that about? If I'm not supposed to dam it, how do I change it and use it like you do?"

Both grinned "We're older. Master the basics, we must, before attempting the advanced, young one." The voice Steve used was croaky, an impression.

Dustin pulled a face. "Don't quote Grandmaster Yoda at me!"

Robin and Steve laughed, leaning on each other. Suddenly, Eddie felt as though he was intruding. Though they hadn't told him to leave, they were sharing about...about a relative, Eddie guessed. Someone near to them and their almost-dead culture.

"I can quote him all I want, I drank enough of his atrocious tea to deserve it!"

"he's dead. You're going to sit here and insult your dead great-grandmaster, the last Grandmaster of the Order?"

Steve got Dustin in a headlock "while we mourn their loss, and acknowledge the pain of their untimely and unjust passing, we celebrate their memory. Yoda, the old frog, is one with the Force, and while I can wish for his guidance, I can also make fun of his vile cookies I had to eat at lineage dinners all I want."

"pretty sure they were barely considered edible for near-humans" Robin adds. She caught Eddie's eye, and winked. "Who's up for actually edible tea? Dustin can practice his fine control and pour for us.

Both Dustin and Steve groaned. "The kid is gonna spill all over us for fun, Bobbin."

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