What If This Was Dogma Or Slick?

if you can, could you write a short about echo talking to the batch about the rest of domino? could be pre-show or post-show, maybe when crosshair's joined back up with the batch

they are very important to me, thank you anon 😌

*insert the obligatory "echo finds hevy's medal on the marauder" fic*

Kashyyyk had been a welcome respite after the recovery of Cody and Crosshair from the Empire.

Gungi had been more than excited to welcome his friends back, greeting Omega with a joyful hug that had the blonde giggling brightly as she returned the embrace. The rest of the Batch watched the interaction warmly, glad to see their youngest member being so happy upon reuniting with the young Jedi.

Rex had joined the Batch after Cody and Crosshair’s rescue, unable to part himself from his brother’s side.

After a day of quiet recovery on the forest planet, Echo set himself to organizing the crates that had been languishing in the Marauder’s storage hold, completely untouched over the past months of racing around the galaxy.

Distantly, he could hear Omega begging Crosshair to help her with her bow. He chuckled to himself, knowing that his little sister had been waiting for the day when she could get tutelage from their marksman brother. Digging through one of the messy crates, Echo flinched as his hand was poked by something cool, and he frowned. Grasping the object, he pulled it out into the light, and immediately froze as he recognized it.

“Oh…”

The gold sunburst glinted in the afternoon light that streamed through the Marauder’s open hatch, the green and blue ribbon faded, but still holding together.

Echo knew 99 still had the medal, but he hadn’t known what happened to it after his older brother’s death. Thinking it back over, it made sense for 99 to have given it to his own batch.

“Echo! Find anything interesting?”

The ARC was startled out of his musings by the sound of Wrecker’s shout, and he stood, holding the medal tightly in his hands as he exited the Havoc Marauder.

Rex looked up from where he was speaking with Cody, immediately noting a difference in Echo’s mannerisms.

“Vod’ika?”

Echo simply held up the medal, a small, sad smile on his face. “I haven’t seen one of these in a long time.”

Hunter’s face was bittersweet. “It was 99’s.” He approached Echo, reaching out to brush his fingers across the medal. “He gave it to us when we went off on our first mission.”

“That looks like your medal, Ey’ika.” Rex prodded gently, making Echo huff out a laugh. Of course his older brother knew something else was going on. “From when you passed the test.”

“You’ve got a medal?” Omega asked excitedly, moving around Hunter to get a peek at the object.

Echo nodded, walking to where Crosshair and Tech were seated, quietly enjoying each other’s company. He sat himself beside his grey-haired brother, taking comfort from how Crosshair didn’t tense up like he did when Hunter or Wrecker sat beside him. Rex sat on Echo’s other side, a quiet pillar of comfort.

“99 and I got our medals at the same time.” Echo began to explain, voice quiet. “His was given to him by a clone named Hevy.”

Tech cocked his head. “99 did mention it was a gift from a friend.”

“You knew the guy who gave this to 99?” Wrecker asked.

It was only Rex’s presence and Cody’s silent support from where he was sitting opposite them that kept Echo from falling apart then and there, the pain of thinking about his Domino squad often too much to bear.

“Hevy was my brother.” He said after letting out a breath. “He was the oldest of our batch, and a kriffing asshole half the time, and an overprotective mother tooka the other half of the time. He was selfless, and stupid, and everything 99 wanted him to be.” Rex shifted, wrapping an arm around Echo’s shoulders as he spoke. “Then there was Cutup. He was almost as bad as Hevy when it came to smothering us after training. He was always worried we weren’t eating enough, and when he wasn’t smothering us, he was trying to prank anyone who looked at our squad wrong.”

“Sounds like we’d get along with them.” Hunter said with a small grin.

Cody’s eyes suddenly widened with horror. “Can you imagine.”

Echo let out a loud laugh. “Oh, Hev and Cut would have loved you guys.” His face grew a touch sadder, and he leaned more into Rex, who tightened the arm he had around his shoulders. “Then there was Fives and I. Fives was older by literal seconds, but he still held it over me every chance he got.” He couldn’t bring himself to talk more about his twin, and instead pushed on, fighting to keep himself from crying. “Finally… there was Droidbait. He was the baby of the squad, and never did anything wrong in his life.”

“Didn’t you and Fives tell the story of how Droidbait started a food fight during your last day on Kamino?” Rex asked, suspicion in his voice.

Echo raised an eyebrow at his former captain. “Again, ‘Bait never did anything wrong in his life. Ever.”

Beside him, as he had been speaking, Crosshair’s posture had grown more and more relaxed until he was leaning into Echo, arms pressed together as he listened.

“I remember that.” The marksman said, voice quiet and hesitant. Echo immediately glanced at Hunter, who was obviously holding back a small grin at the sound of their brother’s voice.

“I believe Wrecker was enthusiastically involved in widening the range of that chaos.” Tech supplied helpfully.

Echo snorted. “I wouldn’t be surprised. ‘Bait was especially excited at how extreme it went so quickly.” The rest of the clones laughed, and Wrecker’s face was gleeful as he remembered that specific day, tucked at a corner table with his own batch, watching as a group of newly graduated clones cackled and teased one another.

Echo was surprised to find how easily the stories of his brothers fell from his mouth. Instead of the pang of heartbreak over his lost, there was nothing but warmth that filled him, as though Domino was sitting around him, laughing along with the stories.

Omega scooted closer, eyes bright as she asked for more stories, and Echo was only happy to oblige, grinning as Crosshair’s snarky comments interrupted him ever now and again.

It wasn’t the same, but Echo was content in knowing that he could pass on his brothers’ stories and memories.

Carson out here representing everyone who has absolutely no idea who anyone is or what's going on in the show because they didn't watch the cartoons, but are vibing with it anyway

Technically…*info dump*

Nobody:

Tech: ☝️

2/2

Recap of Clone wars

“When you throw caution to the wind, and take chances…where is he?”

“Right beside me.”

I made two more, and probably gonna make more once I’m done with all commissions (and once uni is finally over lol)

Wolffe and Plo

Cody and Obi-Wan

Imagine.

After whatever happens on Mount Tantiss, Crosshair escapes with the BB, but doesn't join the team. It was so long since he worked with them and their relationship is too strained for now, so he goes out into the world as a mercenary/bounty hunter/man for hire.

On his missions he meets many regs who either defected or want an out from the empire, so he starts handing out business cards saying to contact "him" when they need help.

All of a sudden there is a new reg at the Marauder's doorstep each week asking for a place to stay and Hunter tries to say no each time, but Echo just says "I am a reg too and you helped me" and since Hunter hasn't come up with a good rebuttal yet, the Bad Batch now consists of 4 actual modified clones, Echo and 20+ regs who keep showing up out of nowhere.

Omega is delighted though- she has so many uncles now.

Just saw this gem today 🤣

A redraw of my favorite scene from The Outpost. As usual, I am blown away by every episode of The bad Batch. To see Crosshair not only be vulnerable but to turn a new leaf was captivating.

Booktrovert

Another one of my little memes. As usual, right-click and use at will, my beloveds.

I dunno if anyone is reading the World Between Worlds sequence like I am, but as someone with PTSD its giving me so many feelings about the process of ‘recovering’ from war trauma.

How Anakin has being watching over her and seeing her become stagnant and sick and emotionless and pushing people who care away. Pushing away her identity and responsibility to train the future because of this weight on her. She’s just going through the motions of being a Jedi.

And as soon as he has an opportunity he intercepts her. He knows how she’s been doing. But she sees him and immediately starts deflecting and putting on a mask. Reverting back to a teen and giving a cocky little comment about successfully hitting him. And he’s like oh you’re so powerful and put together? Let’s shake it up then.

And then she’s right where she’s always been, but now it’s literal. Trapped in time in the war. Years and years have passed but she’s still that little girl. No matter what she does she can’t move past this point. She’s never been able to leave. She sees the wounded and dead clones like she always sees them, and she feels so much guilt.

But Spirit Anakin isn’t there to feed into that. He’s here to get her to wake up. So he teases her. Ahsoka gets angry. HOW can he be so callous? How can he not care? Doesn’t he realize this terrible thing happened? And Anakin basically responds with brutal honesty. What the fuck is me being serious going to change? It wont take away the mistakes. But they were mistakes. You didn’t cause harm deliberately.

But Ahsoka isn’t getting it. She’s so tired. She asks him, what if I don’t want to fight my guilt anymore? And he’s honest again. Then you’ll be dead. Fight it or die by it.

And then they’re on Mandalore. And Anakin tries again to get her to see she’s more than this terrible thing that happened. But she’s still stuck and not ready to listen. She turns the blame on him. And Anakin is like oh this is what it’s about? You want to give up because of me? You say you’re like this because of me? Fight what you think I am then. Why don’t you just let Vader kill you then. Fight or die.

And as Vader beats at her it finally clicks. She won’t let Vader win. She won’t let the terrible thing win. She wants to live! There still a spark of fight left in her.

And Anakin can finally let her go because he knows she’ll be alright.