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[galacticgraffiti]

Taglist overhaul

Please fill out the taglist below if you are (still) interested in being tagged in my content.

Just a heads up: I'll focus much more on OC-related stuff, and I probably won't write many/any reader inserts anymore, at least not for the forseeable future.

Here is the link!

Taggies from the old taglist under the cut - please fill out the new form if you want to stay on my taglist.

@rescuethewretched @deewithani @thefact0rygirl @clonecyare @baba-fett @tenderclio @twistedstitcher27 @spaceydragons @maygalodon @samanthacookieone @fennccshand @equalityforcats @ashotofspotchka @levi-llama @fantastic-commander-fox @thebitchformerlyknownaskenobi @lackofhonor @a-c-lee @imalovernotahater @ladykatakuri @eelqueen @meabravo @dream-alittlebiggerdarling @fivedicksinatrenchcoat @corrabell @sharpbarnacle @amcheeken @snarwor @basilbumble @dear-fifi @dollydee28 @snakerune @rexscyarika @misogirl828 @witchklng @shadesofshatteredblue @purgetrooperfox @tachyon-girl @amyroswell @palpipeen @fett-djarin @cyarbika @damerondala @katethecraziest @certified-anakinfucker @rain-on-kamino @pinkiemme @writingbylee @mavendeb @lucyysthings

[namesmox]

Pillows

Ok so it has been well over a year since I've written anything or been involved with the Lucky Batch so please leave me some writing tips<3

"I swear to Maker, if you skip one more briefing, I will feed you to Loth Wolfs." hissed Raffle as he dragged Skip by his ear down the hallway of the Republic base the Lucksters were currently stationed at. "Kriffing hell Raffle! Let go of my ear! You're gonna- ow oW OW" "You wouldn't be getting dragged by your ear if you just went to a briefing, you di'kuit." Ignoring his vods protests, Raffle finally made it to the briefing room, where he shoved Skip into the room ahead of him, finding the amused faces of his brothers, who had seen Raffle storm off less than three minutes ago. Jackal and Foxy snorted when the very offended trooper slunk off to the corner to sulk, Kenhla quickly regaining the squad's attention. "Oh, a newcomer, welcome!" she joked and was met with a stuck-out tongue.

Once the batch had retreated to their barracks, still amused by the small scene from earlier, Skip asked, "If you're gonna drag me to meetings can it be by a different part of my body next time?" Jackal had snuck up behind Skip and pulled his little bun. "That work?". Raffle, who Pepper was scolding, smiled. "That's a great idea Jackal thank you." "All I do is shoot down D-1s. I don't get why I have to go to those meetings." Skip muttered, knowing full well why he was supposed to be there. "Maybe in case Jackal has another one of those 'emergency landings' again." piped Ryder on top of his perch on Goose. Now it was the pilot's turn to be offended. "Would you rather be a giant fireball in the sky?" "I'd rather stay on the same ship for more than a month." Jackal gasped, pretending to be overdramatic. "How dare you!". "I gotta agree with Ryder" Cypher cut in, who had his back turned, looking at his data pad. "Cypher turn around." The trooper did and was promptly met with a pillow to the face from Jackal. Foxy, who had been silently laughing at the situation, burst into laughter from the confused look on Cypher's face. Snapping out of his confusion, Cipher grabbed the pillow just thrown at him and the one on his bunk. Foxy bolted off the bunk he was sitting on to find cover. Jackal barely dodged a pillow by diving behind Goose, only for Ryder to tumble on top of him with the pillow. "Pillow fight!" yelled Skip as he ran up and whacked Raffle behind the head. The entire squad scattered throughout the barracks; before long, pillow stuffing flew through the air. Eventually, all the pillows were in less than optimal throwing condition, and someone (Thumbs swears it was Rane) pulled the mattress off a bunk and chucked it into the fray.

The following morning Kenhla, accompanied by her Padawan's Luna and Brisk, arrive at their squads' barracks only to find them utterly destroyed. The remains of pillows were scattered around the room in the form of wads of fuzz and scraps of cloth. Mattresses were pulled off the bunks and spread around the room, with the clones fast asleep. The trio stood still for a minute, wondering what must have happened for the space to be in this state. Finally, Luna was the one to break the silence. "Master, why the hell weren't we invited?".

Tags (lmk if you want to be added or removed):

@lynnpaper @foxlocke @maygalodon @oo-hazel-oo @letsunity @burnthashbrown27 @generaltano @cosmicghostie @monako-jinn-stories @longearedowlfromouterspace@lusiawonder @just-another-dreamerr

[maygalodon]

Chickens?! Who are the lucky chickens?

here’s a sneak peak of Peanut! My gf’s chickens I was looking after for the week!

Peanut likes to be read to, he particularly enjoys the trojan war, and she likes to peck she likes jumping!

[uponrightful]

for the ask game!

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Hi lovey! 🤍

Ask Game

🔮 Star gazing or cloud watching? Hand-holding or snuggles? Early mornings or late nights?

Star-Gazing for sure! I love the romance of it, and the idea of just getting to cuddle with someone and watch the stars melts my heart 🤍

Hand-holding when snuggles aren’t an option. (Is this allowed as an answer?) I’m a touchy person by nature, so physical contact is how I show affection. I’d choose snuggling if it was possible to while shopping at Target. 😂

Late Nights. I’m a great night owl. I write better, the vibes just suit me best at night. I love the stillness of it, and feeling like I’m the only person in the world. It’s beautiful, and I don’t think many people experience it like I do.

🍆 Tea or Coffee or Hot Chocolate? Sweet or Spicy? Fruits or Vegetables?

Tea all the way. Hot or cold, I’m not picky as long as I can put sugar in it. My fav right now is Wild Orange from Tazo… but black tea is always my back-up.

Spicy. At least when it comes to food. I put hot sauce on everything, so I really can’t ignore how much I like spicy food. Hell, I put hot sauce in potato soup. No dish is safe from me.

Fruit. I I really don’t have a good reason why. I guess I feel like there are more options… I’m allergic to strawberries though, and that makes me sad as hell bc they were my favorite. (Still try to eat them, but I end up feeling like I’m choking, and have to relearn my lesson.) It’s clear I’m a danger to myself all because I don’t like being told I can’t do something.

[galacticgraffiti]

༒⋆ Gala’s Masterlist ⋆༒

Hello folks! Along with my blog overhaul, I'm also creating a new Masterlist that is more up-to-date on what I am currently writing.

If you are looking for old works of mine, here is the link to my old Masterlist

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Currently finishing up some exciting stuff!

Veman'alor - Chapter 25

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Blog Guide ✧ My AO3 ✧ New Taglist Form

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Requests are closed.

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Last updated: 28.Nov.2022

My blog as a whole is still:

!!! NSFW / 18+ / MINORS DNI !!!

Kyreya

Commission by pinkiemme

Commission by sar-arts

Beautiful Art by purgetrooperfox

Eya headshot and sketchpage by maygalodon

Eya at 79’s by crowbafett

Character Sheet for Eya

Ask Collection

Artwork for Eya’s best friend, CT Kad

𑁍 Ficlets

Ep. I: Meeting the Captain (Eya and Storm)

Ep. II: Closing Time (Eya and Raia and Marilys)

Ep. III: Soft Mornings (Eya x Marilys) - Explicit!

Ep. IV: The Fight (Eya vs. Brutus) - Explicit for GORE!

Ep. V: The Way You Taste (Eya x reader) - SUPER FUCKIN EXPLICIT

Ep. VI: Vode darasuum (Eya and Kad)

Ep. VII: A Mandalorian, a Clonetrooper, and a Smuggler Walk into a Bar… (Eya and Minnie and Kad)

Minretesh

Artwork for Minnie

MINNIE!!! by cala

Beautiful artwork gifted by turtle

Artwork for Minnie’s first mate - Hanto

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Above the Skies - Chapter 1

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Nuhoy'laar (Sleep Song) A Mando'a lullaby I came up with

Poetry: At'akaan (‘To War’) A Mando'a war song I composed

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Dividers I

Dividers II

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[namesmox]

The Lucky Batch as Vines Pt. 4!

Please this took so long to do

Tags:

@letsunity @monako-jinn-stories @maygalodon @just-another-dreamerr @oo-hazel-oo @lynnpaper @lusiawonder @generaltano @burnthashbrown27 @longearedowlfromouterspace

[book-of-baba-fett]

OC Appreciation June 2022

A huge thank you to everyone who submitted OCs! This post wouldn't be possible without you. Feel free to share, and check out all the great OC content below the cut!

* indicates 18+/NSFW Content. If you notice a NSFW fic is not tagged as such, please let me know and I will edit.

✨ Nat's Recs - some of my own personal favorites

Fanfiction:

✨Across the Stars* by @djarrex (OCs -Priya, Gelissa, and Garran Gayiyla)

The Bad Batch: Trespass by @shadestepping (Multiple OCs)

Bonsoir* by @kaminocasey (OC - Cassia Nu aka Cash)

✨ By Any Other Name* & What Blooms in Thunder* by @rowansparrow (Clone OC - Rose/Gol'Chek, Nautolan OC - Quill, Human OCs Athena and Kiran, Garbak (Original Species) OC - Ju'Lah.)

✨Call Me Home * by @twistedstitcher27 (Jedi OC - Orr'Sinda Perth)

Call the Twi'Lek Midwife* by @ficsnooneaskedfor (OCs - Citali, Melita, Izel)

The Clone Wars Gets a New Victim by @thechaoticfanartist (Jedi OC - Grim)

The Duty of a Captain by @pro-fangirls-unsocial-life (Clone OC - Doc)

✨From Where We Stand* by @djarrex (OC - Ahri)

✨ Halo* by @rowansparrow (Nautolan OC - Quill, Human OCs Athena and Kiran, Garbak (Original Species) OC - Ju'Lah, Clone OC Rose/Gol'Chek.)

✨ The Hunt* by @moonstrider9904 (OC - Rose)

Illicit Affairs by @book-of-baba-fett (Jedi OC - Talia Riva, Clone OC - Captain Storm)

Insatiable* (Game of Thrones series) by @starwarslove16

Moonwalker* by @moonstrider9904 (OC- Sarah Adhara)

Not Saying Much by @clydesducktape (OC - Sola Korraay-Gideon)

One Step at a Time by @wild-karrde (Clone OC - Chuckles, Twi'lek OC - Arni, Pantoran OC - Nita)

Paradigm Shift (The Bad Batch/Expanse crossover) by @eyecandyeoz (OC - Emilia Chatham)

Pieces by @teletraan-meets-jarvis (OC - Issa Straun)

A Prince of Dathomir* by @kimageddon (Nightsister OC Zaiya Valessa, Mandalorian OC - Adaji Treshan)

✨Starlit Murder by @thebitchformerlyknownaskenobi (Pantoran OC - Kau'ra)

Stars in Their Multitudes by @jedi-valjean (Multiple OCs, feat - Com Narcom, Koss, Aberon Halmath, Kaltha, Tarkay, Leela, Korma, Sister Risuno, Unal Munir, Broque.)

Sins of the Father by @kimageddon

Artwork:

✨82nd Darkwatch Platoon by @zoruui

Ailani Réillata by @queen-breha-organa: Ailani in the Beach Dress by @gimmeyoursnacks Ailani Sketches by @maybe-murphy Ailani at Sunset by @d3epfriedangels ✨

✨Amaya by @amikoroyaiart

✨Cala by @thefact0rygirl, art by @maygalodon

✨Cherise by @cyarbika, headshot by @calamity-aims, art by @maulpunk

Captain Storm by @book-of-baba-fett, art by @elledjarin

✨Chad by @milfreva (there is literally so much Chad art and I love it all)

Dara Idella by @spacerocksarethebestrocks

✨Eya by @galacticgraffiti, art by @pinkiemme, art by @sar-arts

✨Kau'ra by @thebitchformerlyknownaskenobi, Starlit Murder fanart by @kimageddon

Lena Orim by @ilikemymendarkandfictional, art by @rebekahs-art

✨Locks and Urudyk by @cyareclones

Mari Gildow by @penguinkiwi

Omura Vane by @certified-anakinfucker

✨Priya Gayiyla by @djarrex, with Papa Rex by @howie-ner-cyare

Quill Cawthon by @rowansparrow, art by @space-b33

Sola Koraay-Gideon by @clydesducktape, moodboard for Not Saying Much by @princessxkenobi

Talia Riva by @book-of-baba-fett, character concept art by @deliahscrush2003 art by @elledjarin, by @deliahscrush2003, art by @space-b33

Creator Spotlight:

This section is for some OC creators in general - folks who share OC appreciation/have too many cool OCs to list them all here.

@ailani-reillata

@arrthurpendragon

@cyareclones

@circadianx

@darth-caillic

@deliahscrush2003

@eyecandyeoz

@findswoman

@justalittletomato

@just-some-girl-92

@kimageddon

@kote-wan

@milfreva

@moonstrider9904

@night-watch-trespass

@purgetrooperfox - Leo deactivated but I got so many shoutouts for their OCs and couldn't link anything but still needed to shout them out.

@rowansparrow

@wild-karrde

[monako-jinn-stories]

Ahhh thank you so much for mentioning me!! I’m going to mention some more!!

@m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s @ladykatakuri @meridiansdominoes @themaridenstationchronicles @maygalodon @purplefangirl42 @imabeautifulbutterfly @twistedstitcher27 @keldabekush

Let’s get some fun recommendations goin around here! What’s a piece of clone content (art, fic, etc) that has stuck with you as being notably excellent? Tag it in your answer so we can all find some new fun to read! If you want, of course; feel free to ignore! 💕

I’ll tag some writers who’s works I adore!

@photogirl894 @monako-jinn-stories @nahoney22 @book-of-baba-fett @zoeykallus @rain-on-kamino @kaminocasey

Here’s some artists as well!

@imrowanartist @anstarwar @sleepingsun501 @cyareclones @pinkiemme @catawampuscorner @middimidoris @amikoroyaiart @cobaltbeam @aesnawan @lorjukka

I’m sure there are many more that I’ve read and loved, but these are the people that I thought of off the top of my head 💜

[laz-laz-ace-pilot]

Fantastic art by @maygalodon of Echo and Fives in Chapter Twelve of In The Shadow Of His Brothers! I adore how detailed and expressive Echo's face is, and how his brother is still watching over him!

[monako-jinn-stories]

Howzer X GN!Reader FanFic

Lucky Guy

Master List

Warnings:

Smut, 18+, NSFW, unprotected sex

Slow and gentle, reaching as deep as he can inside you. Sighing as he slowly pulls back before grinding into you again. That’s how Howzer fucks you tonight, making sure you can feel every last drag of his cock in and out of you.

“Fuck, Howzer,” you whine into the pillow, your face buried into it as he takes his time.

“Shh, I’ve got you-ahhhh, so tight,” he says, groaning as you tighten around him. “M’so lucky. Get to be the one to fuck you, see you like this, whimpering for me.”

“Yes, Howzer,” you moan, pushing back onto his length. “I’m all yours.”

“All mine,” he says, emphasizing it with a light smack to your ass. You let out a small yelp before it turns into another moan as he drags back out of you.

“Not a better feeling in the galaxy than deep inside you,” he says, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your back, his length pushing back in and filling you up again. You swear he reaches deeper, impossibly deeper, slowly grinding into you. His hand slowly reaches down and fondles you, and another low moan falls from your lips.

“You like that, baby?” he asks, his voice low and deep and his breath hot as it's right next to your ear.

“Maker, yes. Keep doing it,” you pant, and his hand goes back to work. He rubs his thumb over your most sensitive part, and you feel yourself tighten on him in reaction.

“Howzer,” you beg, and he growls, biting down on your shoulder briefly before lifting himself up from your back. You feel the change, and your hands instinctively grip the sheets as you prepare for it. He rubs a hand over your ass briefly, one last time as his cock is pulling out. He takes a moment, examines you, before he smirks to himself.

“Now we can get rough,” he says, not giving any pause between his words before he’s slamming his hips into you. Your cry rips through the room as he rams against you, a harsh pace already set as he works to destroy you. You push back into him, meeting his thrusts as your mouth hangs open in pleasure. His hands are on your hips, too occupied to touch you where you need it, so you reach down and work yourself. With the mix of your own hand and his cock working in tandem to bring you to your release, you find yourself cumming sooner than expected.

“Howzer, Howzer, Howzer,” you chant, the wave of pleasure all consuming as it floods your body. You hear him groan behind you, and feel as he stills, burying himself as deep as possible, filling you up with his own release. He moves slowly again as you both ride it out and catch your breaths. When he slips his length out, you glance over your shoulder at him. He meets your gaze and smirks, winking at you before leaning down and biting the cheek of your ass. Your face heats at it, before he chuckles and kisses the spot.

“Can’t believe this is all just for me,” he mumbles, taking in your fucked out state. “I’m one lucky guy.”

If you enjoyed this, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

Tag List! Read this Tag List Info if you want to be added! @lightning-wolffe @namesmox @crosshairxs @milppa @techssexythighs @ilikemymendarkandfictional @megafrost4 @darkangel4121 @hedahobbit98 @shuttlelauncher81 @rintheemolion @sleepy-tog @littlemisscare-all @nahoney22 @ladykatakuri @that-one-weeb-but-starwars @maygalodon

[maybege]

okay so i did a thing ...

to celebrate the end of midnight special, i commissioned the ever wonderful @maygalodon for a hot dad!boba piece!

this is inspired by the photo mentioned in the very last chapter and as a treat, i asked her to paint my humble self in reader's stead. this was my first time commissioning someone and i was so nervous to actually just put myself in this image. but what can i say? i am so so very happy with how this turned out. mae is a wonderful, kind and incredibly talented human being and it was the best decision i ever made. thank you for bringing hot dad!boba to life!

(also just to clarify: i see the written reader character as a blank slate for self insert and NOT like me. this is merely a picture where i applied the self insert to myself)

[theocs-strikeback]

Created By: @thebitchformerlyknownaskenobi

OC Name: Iriya Nahi but goes by Kau'ra

Pronouns: She/Her

Species: Pantoran

Status: She's an escort. She used to be an intern to a senator but was denied a position for a full-time job. She decided to become an escort. She currently works with the Corrie Guard and is in romantic relationship with Fox and a undefined one with Thorn. Kau'ra still plans on practicing law, although her plans have shifted more towards bringing down corrupt politicians or being a divorce lawyer. She hasn't decided yet. Her enemies to friends relationship with the woman who got the job, Leena, has motivated her to do more to protect others.

Fox and Kau'ra by @ryr-art

Fox and Kau'ra by @maygalodon

Noir Fox and Kau'ra by @kimageddon

[oo-hazel-oo]

hi everyone!

it's been a long time since i posted any writing, but i wanted to share a little fic that i wrote as a very belated birthday present for the amazing @cosmicghostie. it's got a bit of angst, a bit of fluff, and some quality brotherly bonding time between thumbs (my oc) and sparks (@cosmicghostie's oc)!

i'm linking some other lucky batch fics for those interested in reading more about these two bros!

a little thumbs fic by @just-another-dreamerr

some sparks backstory by @just-another-dreamerr

a wee brotherly bonding fic by @cosmicghostie

a day in the life of thumbs fic by yours truly :P

and finally, the lucky batch masterlist (there are so many good ones on here)!!

i'm also tagging lucky batch because i miss y'all!

@cosmicghostie @just-another-dreamerr @monako-jinn-stories @letsunity @ahsokasshoto @maygalodon @ct-69-420 @lusiawonder @longearedowlfromouterspace @lynnpaper @namesmox @generaltano

Warmth

The day Sparks and Thumbs became best bros

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Thumbs watched as the most recent addition to the batch sat slumped against the wall of the hull, one leg drawn to his chest and the other lazily stretched out in front of him. It was the most relaxed he had ever seen his newest brother. His curly hair, slightly shorter than Thumbs’ own, swayed slightly in the breeze that blew in from the lowered ramp, his eyes reflecting the distant city lights that flickered like stars on the dark horizon.

Thumbs hadn’t gotten the chance to speak to his stoic brother since he had been suddenly sent to the batch. His vod was quiet, but he knew it wasn't for a lack of things to say. As the squad’s strategist, he of all people understood that it was a purposeful silence – a clandestine tool used to sever himself from the other batchers like an infected limb, sparing them from a part of himself that he must’ve believed was dangerous – and Thumbs wanted nothing more than to stitch this wounded mentality back together. 

Which is why, while the rest of the batch were out on a supply run, he decided to finally approach his new brother. 

“Hey! It’s Sparks, right?”

The clone in question remained arrested in place and for a second Thumbs wondered whether or not he had even heard him. 

He was about to ask again when Sparks tilted his head slightly, silently observing Thumbs from his position on the floor. After performing what appeared to be a brief visual analysis, he turned back towards the open ramp, nodding his head in response.

Thumbs smiled. Progress. 

“So you decided to hang back?” Thumbs asked, keeping his tone light in an attempt to ease his obviously-skeptical brother. Undeterred by the lack of response, he continued. 

“Yeah, I get it. I know we all seem pretty crazy right now, but I promise that once you get to know us…” He paused, reconsidering the truth of his statement. “Well, you’ll probably think we’re even crazier.”

Sparks huffed in what seemed like amusement, the sound bringing immediate warmth to the frigid air around them. Thumbs grinned, taking the welcome gesture as an invitation to sit beside him. 

The two sat in silence for a while, listening to the songs of nearby insects hidden from sight, before Sparks finally spoke. 

“Why are you here?” 

For a moment, Thumbs thought he was referring to his choice to sit next to him, before realizing he meant the reason he wasn’t out on the mission with the others. 

“Ah, I don’t know,” Thumbs shrugged. “Didn’t seem like they needed me on this one.”

Sparks’ gaze flicked towards him briefly before focusing back on the vast space in front of them. 

“You’re the strategist?” 

“Yeah,” Thumbs sighed. “In theory, at least.”

“Seems weird to place a strategist with this batch.”

Thumbs knew he was right – Sparks was only confirming what he himself had thought many times before – but the comment still twinged at something buried deep within him that had never been vocalized. 

“I… chose to be here. And I don’t regret it. Not for a single second.”

He immediately regretted his brusqueness as Sparks’ posture once again constricted, his mouth drawing into a thin line. So much for keeping the tone light. 

The uncomfortable silence that followed was thankfully interrupted when a small animal appeared at the base of the Clover’s ramp. Thumbs watched in awe as Sparks beckoned it with a few tender snaps, the furry creature immediately obeying and snuggling up to his side. With an unexpected softness, Sparks ran two fingers down the creature’s spine, chuckling when it chirped in response. However, just as suddenly as the animal had appeared, it slipped away again, scurrying back into the night.

“Huh,” Thumbs said, having observed the strange encounter in silence. “Never seen one of those before.”

Sparks shrugged. “They’re pretty common. Saw a few the last time I was here.”

“Oh.” Thumbs cataloged the new piece of information. “You’ve traveled a lot then?”

Sparks nodded stiffly.

“You should tell that to Cypher. He loves talking about that kinda stuff.” 

“Yeah, maybe.”

Thumbs fiddled with the hem of his shirt, unwilling to let the conversation slip away again, but unsure how exactly to proceed. So, he asked the first question that came to mind.

“What’s your favorite planet?” 

“Favorite planet?” Sparks repeated incredulously.

Thumbs cringed, suddenly feeling as small as the padawans under Sparks' intense stare. For him, navigating conversations could sometimes be like navigating the battlefield – but just like in war, he had no choice but to march on. 

“I think mine’s Lothal. I’ve only been there once, but it was beautiful. No water in sight – just solid earth and sun.”

Anyone who grew up on Kamino knew that the promise of stable land beneath one's feet was a privilege. 

“I’m not sure I have one.” Sparks responded after a few seconds, casting his gaze back towards the floor. “But maybe someday… Someplace quiet. With lots of trees.”

His answer came as a surprise. The two of them were soldiers, forever burdened by the weight of armor, and until now, Thumbs believed that Sparks had allowed its harsh plastoid edges and carefully engineered curves to seep into the man beneath. It was a reality for many of those who were consumed by the brutality of war. 

But no, he wanted quiet. He wanted to be surrounded by trees; a dream that his very name, sparks, threatened to burn. 

He wondered where he got the name Sparks at all…

Thumbs was brought out his thoughts when something fell from his back pocket, clanging loudly onto the durasteel floor. 

He scrambled to pick the items up before sheepishly glancing back at Sparks, who had one eyebrow raised questioningly. 

“They’re… knitting needles,” he supplied.

“You knit?”

Thumbs nodded, once again surprised by Sparks’ genuine curiosity. Back with his old trainer, his not-so-secret hobby had become the brunt of many unpleasant jokes. He tried not to let it bother him but he eventually found himself knitting less and less, tired of the negative attention. He still kept his needles with him though, a good luck charm of sorts, waiting for the day they would be useful again. 

“Well, I used to at least. Not much any more.”

“Why not?”

Thumbs hesitated, not wanting to get into the series of events that forced him to abandon the one activity that brought him joy during the war. He opted for a half-truth instead.

“Well, I... I don’t have any yarn.”

Sparks hummed in response; if he had any doubts about the truth of his batchmate’s statement, he didn’t mention it. Instead, he leaned over, picking up a screw that had come loose from one of the cabinets in the hull. 

Thumbs watched as his brother repeatedly turned the small piece of metal between his fingers, and couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking about. So far, all he knew about Sparks was that he traveled a lot, had an affinity for trees, was scarily good at befriending wild animals, and was obviously reluctant to open up to any of his brothers – something that he was determined to change. 

“So, what was your old squad like?”

Thumbs, eyes clouded by the fog of curiosity, didn’t catch the way Sparks froze, his spine straightening and fists clenching at his sides. 

“I mean, I bet no one there kni-”

“What, now you want to talk about my old squad?” Sparks interrupted, his voice quiet, but laced with bitterness. “How about we talk about yours? Why are you really here, strategist?”

Thumbs recoiled, startled not so much by what Sparks had said, but by how he said it. Something profoundly mournful had flashed across his features before disappearing behind a wall of hostility, like lightning lost in the echoes of thunder.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. It’s a bad habit, my brothers are used to it.”

Sparks scuffed his shoe against the floor of the hull. 

“I’m not your brother.” 

The statement was meant to sting, but Thumbs knew that something else was simmering beneath his apparent anger. He stood, knowing that despite his own instincts, right now what Sparks really needed was space. 

“You should try to get some sleep before the others get back,” he said quietly, before heading back in the direction of the bunks. 

Thumbs didn’t expect a reply, but spared one last look at his brother before exiting the hull.  He watched for a moment as Sparks unconsciously rubbed his hands together, failing to suppress a shiver that coursed through his body. 

Must not like the cold, Thumbs thought, before turning and closing the door behind him.

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The next morning, Thumbs woke slowly. Getting up was a struggle, his limbs sore from sitting on the durasteel floor the previous night. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he looked around and found that the rest of the batch had returned from their mission, many of them now asleep in their own bunks. 

He smiled when Pepper and Foxy passed, returning their friendly waves with his signature thumbs up. Thumbs was grateful to be surrounded by such a supportive batch; he just wished he could’ve gotten through to its newest member. 

He knew it was hard, joining a new squad, especially Clone Force 37. They were chaotic at the best of times, disastrous at the worst. But despite their outward ferver, everyone onboard the Clover lived with the weight of their memories – images of relentless training sessions, unforgiving battles, and now-absent friends appearing whenever they dared to close their eyes – and Thumbs knew that for Sparks it was no different. 

But he had looked so lost, staring out at the sky the night before, trapped on the teetering threshold of past and present. 

And there Thumbs was, asking him about his favorite planet… Stars, he was useless. 

The strategist had flopped back onto his bunk, one arm thrown over his face, when a pair of footsteps, quiet but firm, made their way towards him. He didn’t move, assuming it was just another squadmate heading towards the hull, when suddenly the footfalls stopped.

He lifted his arm, finding none other than Sparks standing over him.

“Sparks, I-”

Thumbs’ apology was cut off as a lump of something, something strangely soft, was thrown into his lap. 

He looked down and found himself staring at a bundle of bright yellow yarn.  

The smile that appeared on Thumbs’ face could’ve outshined any sun; its only competition was the one that materialized on Sparks’ own features as he turned to walk back towards the ship’s hull. 

Thumbs didn’t stop smiling even as he pulled out his needles, casting onto them for the first time in years. 

It was like not a day had passed since the last time he had knit, his hands moving like magic as they maneuvered the yarn, each stitch falling into their respective place. After a couple hours, the soft material began to take form and soon all that was left to do was weave in the stray strands.

Thumbs looked down at his creation feeling happier than he had in a very long time. He hoped that the pair of bright yellow gloves would help keep his newest vod warm, even when the world felt a bit cold.

And if not, he'd make him a hat too.

[galacticgraffiti]

𑁍 Meet my OC Eya 𑁍

Before I published any writing for Eya, I wanted a visual reference for myself and my audience. So I commissioned my beloved, my dearest, the light of my life and the source of my joy @pinkiemme to paint a portrait of Eya! More ranting about how beautiful this is under the cut.

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All credit for this artwork goes to my darling @pinkiemme ♡

Tagging some folks that showed interest in my OC content and Eya specifically:

@rescuethewretched @thefact0rygirl @baba-fett @rowansparrow @twistedstitcher27 @spaceydragons​ @maygalodon​ @fennccshand​ @equalityforcats​ @ashotofspotchka​ @thesithformerlyknownaskenobi​ @corrabell​ @rexxdjarin​ @cyarbika​ @moonstrider9904​ @damerondala​ @rain-on-kamino​ @djarrex​ @mando-amando​ @ulchabhangorm​ @l-lend​ @shadesofshatteredblue​ @summer-time​ @purgetrooperfox​ @writingbylee

[namesmox]

The Lucky Batch???? As vines??? PART 4???? COMING SOON TO THEATERS NEAR YOU

@letsunity @monako-jinn-stories @maygalodon @just-another-dreamerr @oo-hazel-oo @lynnpaper @lusiawonder @generaltano @burnthashbrown27 @longearedowlfromouterspace

[monako-jinn-stories]

Beth, you seem like such an awesome person and I’m sure your writing is amazing! We all have our doubts, yes, even the very popular blogs that everyone looks up to, but we think about the joy of bringing our ideas to life and sharing them with others, and it’s all good! I hope you find love, support, and comfort in this fandom, and we welcome you with open arms!

Here’s some more cool people! @imabeautifulbutterfly @ilikemymendarkandfictional @kixthecondomfairy @medickixfanpage @oo-hazel-oo @oohyesplease @thereforepizza @nahoney22 @namesmox @cosmicghostie @just-another-dreamerr @m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s @maygalodon @ladykatakuri @rain-on-kamino @rainydaydream-gal18 @baba-fett @book-of-baba-fett @twistedstitcher27 @twinkysbrush @twinkofthedink @art-of-the-twistedstitcher and many more!

Uhhh… Hi I Guess?

Just a little forewarning for anyone who reads this (tho let’s be honest no one will lmao): I have no clue what I’m doing and it’s going to be painfully obvious!

Anyways…

So the other day I finally got to the episode in STTCW where the Batch were introduced.

In short- I love them, your honour.

So as any questionably sane semi-adult would I flew to tumblr for the ✨fanfics✨ The likes of @nahoney22, @zoeykallus and @staycalmandhugaclone are incredible and have honestly brought me so much joy these past couple days. Seriously if by some miracle someone is reading this and hasn’t checked out their work- pls do, you don’t know what your missing out on!

Now that was all fine and dandy until my brain went ‘hey your a writer too’. So now my head (and notes) are swimming in fic ideas and I’ve got the writing itch which ultimately lands me here.

I’ve never posted on tumblr before and I’m hardly ever active on wattpad (of which I will not be revealing my user for because my old writing is the stuff of actual nightmares) so I figured I’ve got nothing to lose.

All this to say: Hi, I’m Beth. I go by she/they pronouns and I’m 23. I fancy myself as a writer but I’ll be honest and admit that I suck at it. Nonetheless I’m gonna give this thing a go and hope for… well not the best so let’s go with ‘acceptable outcomes’.

I apologise beforehand to any poor soul who may stumble across what will soon be my trash fire of an account.