She’s Evolved

why is this idea only just being brought to my attention.

THIS MAKES SO MUCH SENSE! especially his dry tone of speaking, even when being sarcastic that some autistic people (aka me) have

this is geniusness

Why I think Crosshair is autistic as someone who is diagnosed with autism

1. He chews toothpicks as a stim

2. He’s blunt and honest

3. He doesn’t know how to show his emotions(this really shows when he tries to show/say that he cares for the Bad Batch and Omega)

4. He is loyal to whatever cause he deems as right even if it hurts the people he cares the most about

5. His black and white thinking(thinking there is only one way to think of something or only two sides to every story)

6. (More of something that I see in myself that I noticed in him as well) He doesn’t necessarily have a special interest(not all autistic people do, just the majority of autistic people do)

He validates my experience with autism sm-

Thank you for the tag!!

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New picrew chain! Got the picrew from @vandalizingyourschool

Link (fixed)

@gwenofhyrule @trans-autistic-and-miserable @silverpaintedstars @galaxys-universe @asexualfromhell @iris-entity @kermit-the-fag-official and anyone else!

as someone who gets migraines and headaches a lot i love this so much this is so accurate

it’s canon in my mind idc

A new reason to whip up soma Bad Batch fanart again... a little animation this time!

Just Hunter rubbing his temples.

One of the many style icons of the Rebellion, Nav Genoa

(Tech and Phee’s son)

and yes i got a random stock photo off google for the standing pose

closeups under cut!!

(i don’t really like the face forward one soo we’ll leave it out)

wooo

Ewan McGregor On The Set Of "Kenobi"

silly squad post silly squad post omg

i love these guys u have no idea

Silly Squad Pride Doodles!

Happy Pride from the sillies :)

Clone Wars Version here!

Find out more about the Silly Squad here!

Close ups and personal headcanons/identies under the cut!

Tube twins!

Tech is greyromantic

Crosshair is demiromantic

Both have complicated feelings with romantic attraction/don't fully understand it but it doesn't make them all the less capable of loving or being loved

Hunter and Jung are both MLM!

Hunter is an oriented aroace - he feels aesthetic attraction towards men/masculine individuals

Jung is asexual and a demiboy (uses he/they pronouns)

They're in a queerplatonic relationship

Itri and Omega are transfems!

You can pry transfem Omega from my cold, dead hands

Itri is Khea and Wrecker's daughter - Khea found her when Itri was around 5-6 years old

Phee is bisexual!

Tech is quoisexual - meaning he doesn't really relate to or understand experiences or concepts of sexual attraction and orientation/feels confusion towards his feelings of attraction - one thing he isn't confused about? He loves Phee :)

Wrecker is omnisexual and Khea is pansexual! - While similar-ish identities the two do vary when it comes to attraction

Echo and Viram are both Demisexual and bisexual/romantic!

Though Echo leans a little more towards being both demisexual and demiromantic than anything

Cross doesn't like labels but he likes men - he knows that much

Tay is bisexual! Though if you ask him, he'll jokingly say he's 'Cross-sexual' because he's absolutely whipped for his man

Also I totally didn't draw the bi flag upside down - Tay is just an idiot

Achillean hearts! Because they're men attracted to men and I think the flag is pretty and wanted to include it

Ice Hockey Fives wip 😔

i’m alive btw, i just study a lot of stem subjects and i went to paris but im back now!!

(obviously still a wip i need to add detail)

but hopefully i will have more time to draw and stuff after my exams :)

once again please inject this directly into my veins

Canciones Para Crosshair - Ch. 1

Summary: Crosshair would never admit to all the things he loved about his boyfriend. His patience. His stupid smile. His warm hands. His confidence. His long, soft hair. And he especially was not going to admit that Tay’s habit of serenading him like a damn Mariachi singer whenever he felt like it was something Crosshair found to be incredibly endearing and romantic. No, that was cheesy as hell. Crosshair definitely did not enjoy it one bit. Totally.   Word Count: 3k

Crosshair couldn’t be sure what he was in for when he decided to give Tay a chance and be his boyfriend, but if you told him that Tay would go about life like a damn musical, Crosshair would’ve thought twice about saying ‘yes’ to those broad shoulders and dark chocolate puppy dog eyes. 

However, Crosshair was sure he was crazy at this point because everytime the Marine would suddenly break out into song to serenade him, Crosshair felt his chest tighten and his cheeks flush, but it wasn’t from annoyance. It was far from it, actually. While there was some embarrassment Crosshair felt (mostly on Tay’s behalf), especially when people were around, Crosshair couldn’t deny that Tay’s stupid singing would have him feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. As cheesy as that was, Crosshair found that he actually enjoyed Tay’s singing, even if it caught him off guard at first. 

That’s how Crosshair knew he had it bad for the damn man because never in a million years did he think he’d be swooning over something as cliche as this. Whether it was Tay just singing along to the radio in the kitchen and bringing Crosshair into it, dedicating a song to him at the karaoke bars they’d go to with Crosshair’s brothers, or the whole shebang with instruments and candles and everything–Crosshair was head over heels for this man, but he’d be damned if Tay knew that he was. 

It all started at one of those damn karaoke bars that Wrecker’s girlfriend, Khea, was always dragging them all over to have some fun, some drinks, and sing songs well into the night. “노래방” - or so it was called - Crosshair didn’t know and frankly didn’t care. He only went for the drinks and the chance to take embarrassing recordings of his brothers (and his in-laws for that matter) and their drunken singing antics to use as blackmail one day. Rarely did he sing and the few times that he had sung was because Omega had tagged along and forced him to. 

But on that night, Omega wasn’t there. Hunter and his partner took her home once it got late and Echo and his girlfriend had gone home early as well since she had exams to deal with; leaving Crosshair to be stuck with Tay, Wrecker, Khea, Tech, and Phee. 

Only him and Tech seemed to be the ones who weren’t more than a bit buzzed, simply sticking to themselves as the others carried on with their slurred singing as the little disco ball built into the speakers strobed blues, red, and greens. 

Tech had a tambourine in his hand and was tapping it on his knee, off by two beats because he was dozing off as the alcohol took a hold of him. Crosshair had half a mind to take it away from him since the off beats were messing with him and he didn’t want Tech to slump over and lean on him, so he tried to take Tech up a little with little success. 

Unable to do much about Tech, Crosshair eventually gave up with a grumble and turned his attention back to the trio that was Phee, Wrecker, and Khea as they sang Dancing Queen with sloppy choreography while Tay cheered them on from his spot next to Crosshair. 

The man had an arm around Crosshair, which Crosshair had surprisingly didn’t shrug off, and a drink in his other hand. Crosshair didn’t know what number that was, but with how slow and how touchy Tay was at the moment, he knew Tay had more than enough. The man was already a  little dense and physically affectionate when sober, but became even more so under the influence. 

If anything–and Crosshair wasn’t going to admit to it out loud–despite a buzzed or drunk Tay not being easy to deal with, Crosshair couldn’t deny he enjoyed the touch and found how slow Tay’s brain worked to be amusing. Tay’s touch was warm and comforting, grounding him almost, and he got a few good laughs out of how slowly Tay processed everything, making it easier for Crosshair to mess with him. It was a fun experience, especially when Tay didn’t remember much about it after the fact. 

With a small hum, Crosshair leaned into Tay’s side a little as the trio wrapped up the final note of their song, barely holding it (much less in tune) before the song completely ended. Tay cheered and applauded enthusiastically as they took their bows and Crosshair clapped alongside him. Meanwhile, the noise made Tech snort and shoot up, sitting up straighter as he blinked and adjusted his glasses, looking confused before he realized the song was over and began to tap the tambourine in applause as well. 

“Alright, Tay’s turn!” Khea suddenly announced, holding the microphone out to Tay and ruining Crosshair’s chance to try and convince all of them to wrap things up and head home since it was late. 

He groaned and shook his head as Tay set his drink down to accept the microphone with wide eyes and a grin while Phee and Wrecker cheered him on. 

‘Goddammit.’ Crosshair thought with a small frown, ‘This idiot isn’t going to say no.’ 

“You going to sing with him, Cross?” Wrecker asked with a teasing grin as he and the other two moved away from the front and back into the booth to give Tay the stage. 

“Hell no,” Crosshair responded with a grumble, shaking his head as he folded his arms across his chest. “I’m not singing.” 

“Aw, c’mon…” Tay cooed with a small pout, turning to face Crosshair as he attempted to give Crosshair his infamous puppy dog eyes. Ones that Crosshair was slowly building an immunity to. Slowly. 

“No,” Crosshair reiterated, huffing as he looked away–anywhere else but those damn eyes. 

For a second, it looked like Tay was going to try and convince him or pull him up to the front, but he surprisingly didn’t. Instead he withdrew his arm from around Crosshair and stood up with a small stretch before moving to the front where the screen was to choose his song. 

Crosshair sighed in relief, slumping in his seat as Tay browsed, grateful that he wasn’t going to have to go up there and make a fool of himself. He’d gladly let Tay do that on his behalf. 

However, that relief was short-lived because Tay picked his song and turned around, facing Crosshair with that look that told Crosshair he was up to something. 

Tay exhaled into the mic, tapping it a few times before motioning over to Crosshair with a grin. 

“You won’t sing with me, so I’ll dedicate this song to you-” Tay announced with a wink, getting some very mature and definitely grown up noises of ‘oooooh!~’ from the others and a knowing smirk from his twin as they grinned at the two of them. 

Immediately Crosshair felt his cheeks heat up and his eyebrows furrow, shooting Tay a look of ‘What-are-you-doing-idiot?’ as the music started to play a song Crosshair didn't recognize but made Khea exclaim and cheer in delight. Crosshair honestly wasn’t sure what the hell was going on, but he was a bit embarrassed over the fact that Tay was supposedly dedicating the song to him. 

That was super cheesy as hell, Crosshair decided, definitely not something really romantic and sweet that made Crosshair’s heart race a little in his chest.

But before he could unpack how he felt about having whatever song dedicated to him by his buzzed boyfriend, the music started and Tay began to sing. 

“Amor, amor, te quiero tanto. Eres mi ilusión, eres mi pasión. Se al despertar, amor-”

Holy shit. 

He was singing. In Spanish.

Crosshair didn’t even know he spoke Spanish. 

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Taglist: @stardume, @perilmax Next Chapter >> Listen to the playlist here!

posted on ao3 for the first time in a millennia, the idea for this came to me in the middle of my english lit exam, and i NEEDED to write it

same crosshair same

"Preferences" - another stupid, bad comic(s)

Alternative:

Based on the popular headcanon that Crosshair A) is lactose intolerant and B) has terrible taste in men.

Close-ups and text under the cut!

Crosshair: I like my women how I like my tea.

Hunter: Fruity?

Echo: Scalding?

Wrecker: Sweet?

Tech: Black?

Crosshair: *sips on coffee*

Crosshair: I like my men how I like my coffee.

Tech: Crosshair, that has a kark-ton of sugar in it.

Echo: You're going to give yourself a stomachache. That's not good for you.

Crosshair: 'That's the point...'