When have we ever followed orders?

Just a nerdy Christian gal writing fanfic. ✨Welcome!✨

[kybercrystals94]

Hello there! Welcome to my little piece of Tumblr 🩵 My name is Kyber, and I’m a fanfic writer and fandom enthusiast! My current obsession is Star Wars: The Bad Batch and Clone Wars (not sure that’s gonna change anytime soon 😌).

I’m the founder of @summer-of-bad-batch, @weekly-star-wars-prompts, and @bad-batch-drabbles…because prompt challenges are a passion I’ve come to love deeply ☺️

I’m always up to chat about writing, fanfiction and Star Wars! Send me a message or an ask! I’d love to meet you!!

Find my Ao3 profile here, or check out the direct links to stories below!

☀️ Admin of Summer of Bad Batch Prompt Challenge ☀️

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Texting Stories

Multi-Chapter Stories:

The Stardust Conspiracy (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

The Hostage (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

Come Back (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)

**Use the tag "Fics by Kyber" to find my stories on my blog**

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[kalsdontfound]

Week two of summer of clones. Prompts: “Come here, that’s an order” & “stargazing” Week theme: the 212th

So this is actually a placeholder for the actual drawing I have planned but it’s going to take quite some time to finish and I’m already late so I’ll settle for this for now.

[kybercrystals94]

Okay, but why is this already perfect if it’s just a place holder?? 👀

[tlmtwelve]

@summer-of-clones Main & Alt Prompts: Cadets, Wings

[summer-of-clones]

Thank you to everyone who submitted prompts! Because of you, we have a very hard choice to make: picking out our favorite 26 out of 99 prompts 😅 (honestly a great problem to have!)

Now it's TIME TO VOTE!!

Use the form below to cast your votes -- the form closes May 29th! So get your votes in before it's too late ⏳

2026 PROMPT VOTE

The time has come to vote for your favorite prompts! Take time to peruse over the prompts and choose your top 26! The 13 prompts with th

**yes, I'm posting a day early because ... why not??? More time to vote!

[kybercrystals94]

These prompts already got me feeling ✨creative✨

[summer-of-clones]

Submit your prompts by May 15th!!

2026 PROMPT SUBMISSIONS

Welcome to Summer of Clones 2026! You may remember that we used to be Summer of Bad Batch; however, we've expanded to include all our copy

[summer-of-clones]

Only 3 days left to get your prompt submissions in!

You can fill out as many forms as you’d like, and you don’t have to be a participant to submit prompts!

[summer-of-clones]

It’s a 12 hour flight. Where are you sitting?

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Voting ended onMay 11

[kybercrystals94]

Long flight ✈️ Who are you sitting with?? 😅😂

[summer-of-clones]

Time to share your Clone OCs!

If this post crosses your feed, reblog with whatever you’d like to share about your original clone character!

[fanfoolishness]

Highball, CT-713, was injured early on in the war, but kept wanting to find ways to be useful. Medic training made him nauseous. Teaching new cadets was aggravating (why didn’t they just get it already?). But he shone as the eventual regular bartender and dabbling mixologist at 79’s. He kept the troops’ spirits high with his chatter and drinks, and kept an eye out for wayward shinies by surreptitiously giving them the “shiny special”, drinks at half strength (with the appropriate discount). The shinies inevitably still got tipsy but without hurling their guts out, at least, most of ‘em kept their dinners down. CT-9904 was a notable outlier.

[kybercrystals94]

“CT-9904 was a notable outlier.”

This made me laugh!!

[thewollfgang]

Ao3 Officially Exiting Beta!

They grow up so fast :')

[kybercrystals94]

<img src="https://media.archiveofourown.org/news/ao3-updates/2026-04-leaving-beta/badge-english.png" alt="Circular badge with the words 'I was here for beta' with an AO3 logo"> 👈👈👈👈 If you copy/paste this HTML text into your AO3 profile, you’ll have the badge on your profile (it looks epic!) 🙌

[summer-of-clones]

May the best spaceship win…

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Voting ended onApr 2

[kybercrystals94]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Decided to do the “fun” task of revising/editing all my posted chapters of Come Back on Ao3. The chapters I have posted on Tumblr won’t change; however, be sure to check out the expanded chapters!

Chapters 1 & 2 have nearly doubled in size, and I am currently working on Chapter 3.

I’m doing this in preparation for new chapters and a certain prompt challenge coming back for its third year (@summer-of-clones) ✨💫

[kybercrystals94]

For the ask game:

🌿🧠 (yes this is me shamelessly asking for you to tell me your ideas like the little gremlin I am)

-Snips

(Oops, I thought I posted this, but it’s just been chilling like a villain in my drafts…)

Hahah! Thanks for the ask!

🌿 - Are there any skills you pushed that felt terrifying but you did it anyway? How did it go?

Hmmmm…sour dough definitely feels like that right now. It’s a learning curve that feels overwhelming, but I’m determined to do it! Hahaha — it’s just hard when most of the recipes takes longer than I have time off work 🫠 But I’ll get a rhythm down eventually.

🧠 - What’s a project/plan you’re currently in the depths of plotting that you can’t wait to share? If it’s a secret then give us a lil hint.

Ooh…I have a fantasy-ish story that I’ve been scheming, a historical fiction that’s been simmering, and even a modern day humor book—I LOVE talking about what I’m writing, but I’ve learned the hard way that talking about something I should be writing can take away the itch to actually put pen to paper 😅 My brain says, “Oh, you already told that story—next!”

So now I keep my stories mostly under wraps until I have a solid draft down. 😂😂😂

[imperialsprig]

Inspired by @kybercrystals94's fic "Lost Goodbyes".

Summary: Echo is comforted by his new brother. A03 tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Needs a Hug, Soft Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Late Night Conversations, References to Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008), Mentioned CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, Bad Things Happen Bingo, One Shot, Never Got to Say Goodbye This fic was recommended to me at the end of last year when I was going through something difficult involving the potential death of a loved one. The way these characters are written resonated with me, sharing in that same sense of grief even if mine was pre- and Echo's was post-. Grief is grief.

There's a quiet gentleness in the way Hunter comforts his brother here. I found myself comforted through him, too. Like Echo, I find that dealing with grief is easiest when I'm given the opportunity to talk about the loss and keep their stories alive. My entire life, I had never experienced loss through death. It was only a recent thing, starting in my early twenties, and now I see content like this differently. I'm grateful for it. Thank you, @kybercrystals94 for writing something so simple and beautiful.

divider by @cafekitsune || made for @fanartfrenzy || RIP image quality

[kybercrystals94]

🫂🫂🫂🫂 Thank you, friend! 🥹 I am honored that this story holds such a special place 💙

[kybercrystals94]

Did I mean for my silly crack fic to turn into a fix-it/Fives Lives/AU? No. Is that what ended up happening? Yes. Am I mad about it? Absolutely not! I’ve been having a kriffing BLAST with this fic. It’s been such a fun style to write in, and so out of my comfort zone…but it’s been so fun!!

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Here’s an excerpt from Chapter Six of my fic Of Scene Breaks and Plot Twists:

“Echo.”

Fives’s eyes snap back to mine. “What did you say?”

My mouth feels like it’s full of sawdust. Why did I say that? Why did I say that? WHY DID I SAY THAT? My mouth works like a dying fish out of water.

“Echo is dead,” Fives continues when my own voice refuses to cooperate. “Echo has been dead for a long time. And I’d sure as kriffing hells know if he knew someone who was absolutely karking insane!” He is nearly shouting and Omega stirs.

Fives and I go still until the girl falls asleep again, her breathing steady and deep.

“You have every right not to trust me,” I tell Fives, keeping my voice low. “There’s a lot I can’t just tell you. Not yet. Not without…”

Without potentially changing the course of history in a direction I cannot control.

“Echo isn’t dead,” I say instead of whatever I was about to spill. Fives opens his mouth to protest, but I put up a hand to silence him. “He’s a prisoner of the Techno Union.”

Fives shakes his head, his expression a furious storm.

“I would not lie to you, not about this,” I tell him, pouring every bit of certainty and honesty into my voice as I can muster up. “Never about this. I’m not–”

Heartless? A monster?

Yes, I am both of those things. Or I was.

I don’t want to be.

Fives’s throat bobs, and he glares in a different direction so that he isn’t facing me. “You’re saying we left him? At the Citadel? All this time?” His voice is flat but not emotionless. Restrained. Painfully restrained.

I hesitate, but the truth is there whether I voice it or not. “Yes.”

Fives sniffs, scrubs his hand roughly over his face, and looks back at me. “If you’re lying to me–”

“I’m not.”

Fives’s eyes gleam in the dim lighting as he watches me for a moment, as if trying to assess on visual alone if I’m to be trusted. Weighing the risk of putting fragile, shattered hope in my hands. I would understand if he refused to believe me, I would. But it’ll hurt when the blow comes.

“Okay,” Fives says at last with a sharp nod. “What do we do now?”

My breath whooshes out of my lungs, and I almost burst into tears at the sheer relief. But if Fives can maintain his composure, so can I. “We find Clone Force 99.”

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[kybercrystals94]

NEW CHAPTER for Of Scene Breaks and Plot Twists!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Excerpt from Chapter 5 (contains slight spoilers):

Clone armor fits a very specific body type, for obvious reasons. This might come as a shock, but I am not clone-shaped. Therefore, the clone armor Fives shoved me into is incredibly uncomfortable. He keeps hissing at me to walk normally, for kriff’s sake!  Oh, yeah, sure, because I’m walking like a freaking weirdo on purpose! 

Did I mention this is a fix-it AU?

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[kybercrystals94]

NEW CHAPTER for of Scene Breaks and Plot Twists

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61612666/chapters/202434466

Excerpt from Chapter 4:

Maybe it’s the concussion talking, but I think I can do this.

Or should I say, we can do this.

Because I’ve got some of the most awesome clones in the GAR right here. Sure, they might hate my guts right now, and that might not change any time soon or, well, ever…but deep down in the cobwebby corners of their dumb ol’ hearts, they like me a little bit.

I mean, I’m still alive, aren’t I?

That has to mean something.

Oh, and they named me.

It makes me feel a little bit like a space puppy they got stuck with, but I’ll take what scraps of affection I can get.

“Remember what I said about no spoilers?” I ask.

“Yeah, like thirty seconds ago?” Crosshair drawls.

I’ve had just about enough of his sass.

“Change of plans,” I say, “We’re going to prevent the future from happening.”

Hunter frowns. “What part of back to normal did you not understand?”

“Okay, but that was before I remembered I could just have us save the galaxy and all that,” I say with a dismissive wave of my hand.

[kybercrystals94]

Because I am holding the strings.

I am a villain and hero incarnate.

I am the author.

[kybercrystals94]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Added another chapter to this crack fic with another chapter in the works for tomorrow. Literally writing this for myself, but it’s making me laugh, so I have to share.

Here’s an excerpt of Chapter 3:

Omega’s head tips. “You made me come here?” she asks me.

“On accident,” I say.

“How?”

“They’re some sort of magic wielding demon from another dimension,” Crosshair kindly explains.

“I’m a writer,” I clarify. “A fanfic writer. I write stories about your lives for other people in my reality.”

“Woah,” Omega breathes. “That’s amazing!”

“Not the adjective I would choose in this scenario,” Tech mutters.