Old man Crosshair. I’m late to the game but I wanted to contribute to @summer-of-bad-batch so here’s a little sketch I did for the prompt “I never thought I’d get this far”.
I have a headcanon that out of the rest of the squad, Crosshair had the hardest time adjusting to civilian life on Pabu. He was a soldier through and through, and used to pride himself in that. So now he’s got to find a new passion. Maybe training others to protect themselves? Keeping himself in training to protect his family?
Somehow, he’ll find a way to survive.
WANDA MAXIMOFF APPRECIATION WEEK
↳Day #3: Favorite Quote - “Only the witch who cast runes can use her magic. Thanks for the lesson..” (x)
doomed yuri ex-wives
crosshair gets hug'd !
Some of the Imperial propaganda pictures I referenced and used as inspiration for a scene in the latest chapter of my fic ‘only as strong as the warrior next to you’. 😊 (Please do mind the tags.)
All of the images above can be found in “Star Wars Propaganda: A History of Persuasive Art in the Galaxy”. It’s an amazing reference book and I’m really enjoying it!! It also came with 10 free posters included… bonus. 😃🙏 Also, made a rebels equivalent – check it out!
aphrodite and the erotes are the biggest trans advocates you will ever meet
🌹— eros, god of love, shoots a golden arrow into the heart of others around you & their tongues will learn your name as it shifts, their hands will not let you go no matter how far you wander, they will look at you and you will be loved.
🔥 — himeros sees the shifting changes into who you know that you are & with a fiery kiss, you will be desired. you will be wanted. love ignites in the hearts & it burns & you will be loved.
🦋 — anteros sits beside you and cups your hand with theirs & whispers in your ear about how much you are loved by others. you cannot imagine the love inside the hearts of others. you are treasured. it goes forth from you & always, always it will return. you will be loved.
🌙 — hermaphroditus knew the only way to love fully was to love entirely & the body changed to meet their love. they invite you to drink of their pool & know that you are not alone, you’re more godlike than you know. you will be loved.
💋 — hedylogos knows every name that you’ve ever tried, every word you’ve used to describe yourself, every way that love can be said and he whispers it where you feel your weakest. he twists them around and puts roses into your hair and every word that has ever tried to hurt you falls apart. you will be loved.
🦢 — hymenaios sings of your love, holding his torch aloft to light your way. his voice blocks out the darkness and tells you to place one foot in front of the other & should you wish it, he will delight in your marriage — for he knows that you are worthy of love. you will be loved.
❤️🔥 — pothos sees the longing in your heart, the wishful ache to be loved and he wraps his wings around you and tells you of love. tells of how you will be known, how you will be desired, how you will be loved. and oh, you will be loved.
🐚 — and their beautiful mother, aphrodite, the goddess of beauty and love who is adored by her children, looks at you and your transness and smiles. oh, she delights! for as eros shoots his arrow, she waits for you to see her. as anteros giggles, she is the smile in your cheeks. as hermaphroditus guides your hands to transformation, she cannot wait to meet you truly. as hedylogos wraps his tongue around barbed words, she fashions roses for you. as hymenaois sings, she dances and delights. as pothos speaks of your love & desire, she wraps her arms around you and holds you just the same. for she has a name, too, that describes her as him, a god of beauty and love. she, oh, this lovely goddess who holds the world enthralled with her beauty, she sees you and she knows you and oh, beloved, you are loved.