The Souls Of The Innocent...

Shane and Ryan’s friendship makes me emotional when I remember that the only reason that Shane was included in unsolved was that Brett was unavailable and Shane was the only one in the office who could do the shoot at that point. Like it almost could’ve not happened and now they’ve been best friends for like 6 years.

Joey Batey's little laugh at the end of King. Reblog if you agree.

Shits fire

The Bad Batch/Star Wars Fanart Masterlist

Modern AU - Bad Batch

Pumpkin Carving

Movie Night

A Typical Morning

Soccer

Backyard Camping

Rex and Cody

Fall Outfits

Clone Cadets

Crosshair Alone

Winter Training

Tech - Rough Animation

Crosshair and Tech - Part 1

Crosshair and Tech - Part 2

Cadets Alt Outfits

De-Aged Comic

Tech Testing

Hunter Deprivation Tank

Cadet Train

Crosshair and Wrecker

Crying

Injured Crosshair

Art Challenges/Requests

Luke

Crosshair

Tech

Waxer and Numa

Rex

Kit Fisto

Fives and Echo

Omega and Nala Se

Last Doodle

Werewolf Batch

Werewolf Cadets

Sleep Piles

Wolffe

Celtic Cross and Echo

Character Art

Crosshair and the Kids

Eyes

Numa

Sleep Pile Sketch

Tech

Imperial Crosshair

Camping

Sick Omega

Crosshair and Tech

TBB Animation

Omega and Crosshair

Omega and Tech

Grown Up Omega

Echo

Screen redraw

Fanfiction Fanart

What it Means to be a Buir

These Silver Linings

Stick Together

Okay fuck it if this post reaches 666k notes by the end of 2023 I'll practise basic self care

Why 666k? Because it's funny and impossible so good fucking luck

chel_faust on Instagram

me scrolling through ao3 looking for fics: “huh, i wonder why i like jayvik so much?”

codywan being my top ship:

i was told to close all my ao3 pages until the attack is over

i closed 317 of them

im going through withdrawals

everyone loves seeing the happy character show a shocking reveal of sadness,

i want them to get mad.

i want them to scream until their vocal chords snap. i want harsh truths laid out. i want them to be judgemental and cruel. i dont want them to end crying or upset. i want hard, marbled fury. i want the embodiment of a raging hurricane trapped in a glass box. i want the box to be cracked and the wrong word is the last chip it needs to break. no storming off or apologies. they mean what they said and wont ever take it back.