#week10

[foxwithadarkside]

The most cheerful of the batch Summer of Bad Batch

Week 10 Main Prompt: Hugs @summer-of-bad-batch

[imperialsprig]

Clone Culture

28/39

@summer-of-bad-batch || explanation & unbroken version below the cut

[TBB SANCTUARY SPOILERS]

AU idea where everyone died except for Tech. The cracked mirror over his image references the clone superstition that being the only survivor of your squad means you're back luck.

Inspiration from this quote from TBB Sanctuary (spoilers): "When you're the only surviving member of your team, others aren't often welcoming. They consider you bad luck." (page 143)

[kelventan]

Plants vs Zombies mods are the best PVZ Experience 🌻🧟

Plants vs Zombies [hereafter will be PVZ] was one of the most iconic tower defense games and my childhood game🎮.

Created by PopCap Games, the series was gaining a lot of love❤️for its fun gameplay. However, recent development show the company has become greedier💸.

An example is Plant vs Zombie Replanted, the remake version of the classic Plant vs Zombie has received criticism😡for missing nostalgic elements; some players accuse the game was using AI asset🤖, and lack of music🎵, sound effect🎶, and features🎮.

The addition of microtransactions, gacha systems, “pay-to-win” model 💰, and balance issues⚖️ in Plants vs. Zombies 2 and Plants vs Zombies 3 Evolved.

Because of this, fan-made PVZ mods became the only way for best PVZ experience and save the franchise. This is participatory culture (Jenkins, 2006), where fans are not just consume it. Instead, fan start to modify it themselves.

🌱 What PVZ mod I played? 

Two PVZ mod I played are PVZ2 Reflourished and PVZ Fusion, but I will talk about PVZ2 Reflourished🕒. PVZ2 Reflourished is an expansion mod that continue after the event of Modern Day34 in PVZ2. The mod introduced expansion level for each world, exclusive world🗺️, new plants🌱 and zombies🧟 from the Chinese version of PVZ2 and fan made plants.

Recently, Reflourished received an update which introduce Fairytale Forest, featuring news storyline📖alongside with new plants🌱 and zombies🧟.

🔥Why Make This Mods so Peak?

The mods so peak because of creativity and passion of the PVZ fan. Unlike the official version of PVZ2 which focused on monetisation, Reflourished prioritise and balance gameplay experience🎯.

PVZ2 Reflourished offer:

1️⃣No Microtransaction 💸🚫

2️⃣Rework plants ability for better strategy 🌱

3️⃣New zombie with new mechanics 🧟

4️⃣New world🗺️, levels and stories📖

5️⃣Balance changes in each update ⚖️

6️⃣Fan made music🎵

Instead of using paywalls model, Reflourished focus on strategy, enjoyment and progression. This allow players to experience the best PVZ experience🌻✨.

✨Conclusion

Overall, PVZ mods are an example of how the creative power of the fans can be used to save and enhance a beloved video game❤️🎮. Despite the official version fades, the community carries on PVZ alive through innovation, passion and shared nostalgia✨.

📚Reference

Duan, H., Liu, Y., & Cai, W. (2026). User-Generated Content and Editors in Games: A Comprehensive Survey. ACM Transactions on Multimedia Computing, Communications and Applications.

Jenkins, H. (2006). Welcome to convergence culture. Henry Jenkins, 19, 1-6.

Sotamaa, O., & Svelch, J. (Eds.). (2025). Game production studies. Taylor & Francis.

[summer-of-clones]

Week #10

Main Prompt: Clone Culture

Alternate Prompt: “Make me.”

Tags: #summerofbadbatch2025 #week10 #clone culture #make me

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[tlmtwelve]

Wrecker hugging his favorite weightlifting buddy 🩶

Week 10 Prompt: @summer-of-bad-batch

[neyswxrld]

one big step

Crosshair x gn!reader

summary: Plagued from horrible nightmares, you make your way over to Crosshair's bedroom, looking for some comfort.

warnings: reader has nightmares in the beginning, in which crosshair dies or gets hurt in various ways, pre-relationship, some hugs and snuggles, sharing a bed

words: ~1380

a/n: hello! it's been some time since i wrote a crosshair x reader fic. even though it's a rough start, it's mainly fluff and soft!crosshair. this is also a fic for @summer-of-bad-batch, with the prompts "forget i asked.", hugs and nightmares. i hope you enjoy!

Crosshair gets shot.

Crosshair jumps off a cliff, trying to land on a smaller one below. He misses.

Crosshair gets stabbed.

Crosshair is crushed by falling containers.

Crosshair stands too close to an explosion. He blows up.

Crosshair is surprised in his gunner's nest. He doesn't make it.

Crosshair's other hand gets cut off.

Crosshair lying on the floor, lifeless.

Crosshair gets tortured, his wailing a sound you'll never forget.

Crosshair, smeared with blood. His own blood.

Crosshair, slumped in a corner, unmoving.

Crosshair, dead.

Dead. He's dead. He's dead and he won't come back again. Not ever.

You'll be alone with all those horrors in your memories. You'll never be happy and careless again without him.

You're the one who is tortured. Who falls off the cliff. Stabbed. On fire. Dead.

Dread fills you, pain everywhere. In every fiber of your body. It hurts- it hurts so much- and you're alone. All alone.

You wake up, screaming.

It's dark, the air too hot. You're sweating and shaking at the same time. Your lungs scream for air, you're breathless.

Where are- Where are you? It's dark. Too dark, you can't see a thing.

Outside there's some noise, it sounds like a broke radio: all you hear is an unsettling kshhh that comes in waves, but it's not as aggressive as you remember it.

It's hot. So hot, that your hair stick to your face and your bed feels disgustingly wet.

Suddenly, there's a scream.

No, not a scream - a bird. A bird that twitters this weird melody. You know that melody from... from... home.

It's your neighbor's bird. At this unholy hour.

You swallow, start to reach around.

Wood, something soft, and then metal. You tap the metal, and it gets brighter in your room.

Your room. With the yellow walls, the wooden furniture and the many photos and paintings on the wall.

You're at home.

At home.

You take another shaking breath.

It was just - just a nightmare.

But you're still unsettled.

Crosshair- he was dead, killed in too many different situations.

You swallow, your throat feels dry, and you reach for your glass of water on the nightstand.

You empty the glass.

It calms you down a bit.

But you're still shaking, so badly.

You know it was just some stupid nightmare, but - but you just couldn't calm down completely.

Is he fine?

Yeah, of course he is. He's just two rooms over, probably sleeping like a baby. Without any nightmares.

But, what if not?

Before you think twice about it, you're up and sneaking through the dark halls and only stop in front of his room.

Quietly, you knock and after getting a sleepy "what", you open the door quietly.

It creaks, and makes you jump.

"Sorry- I- I just- are you okay?" you ask him.

His room isn't as dark as yours - his curtains are open and a silver ray of moonshine lights up the small room.

He looks at you from his bed, buried beneath his blanket.

"Yeah, of course I'm okay. It's in the middle of the night, what did you expect?" he asks, not amused by you waking him up. You know how much he appreciates his sleep and at the same time he's just right - of course he's okay. It's in the middle of the night.

"Oh- I- s-sorry," you stammer and try to walk out backwards again, your eyes on his.

He looks at you contemplating, sitting up after a second.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asks after a few seconds. Your hands were still shaking, and you are still just about to cry.

"Yeah- yeah I just- I had a nightmare, and you died and- I was alone and- Just wanted to make sure you're still here and okay," you stumble over your words, and you see how Crosshairs face softens.

"Yeah I'm fine. I- are you?" he says, and you could hear worry in his tone.

You swallow and try to say yes, but nothing comes out of your mouth. You're still scared shitless, and agitated. Nothing was fine.

Crosshair seems to notice as much.

"Do you want to talk? Come here, you can... Do you want to sleep here?" He then proposes and your breath hitches.

You know you like him a lot. Like a lot a lot. And sometimes you feel like he likes you too. In the same way, you like him. But then again - none of you never took it a step further. You are just friends that could be with each other a lot. It felt like the two of you were too shy to do anything about it. But this time, it feels like he just made such a big step at once. And you are ready to take him by the hand and walk that step with him.

Of course, he still could just mean it in a friendly way - but he didn't need to ask you if you wanted to stay the night.

He could just have asked you to talk to him and then send you off again.

But sleeping in his bed feels... intimate. It is special. And it definitely isn't something you'd do with just a friend. Not in Crosshair's world, at least. And not in yours, either.

You know that. And he knows it, too.

With a head full of thoughts, you almost forget to answer. Only when Crosshair's voice sounds across the room again, you remember that he indeed asked you to talk with him, and to be with him tonight.

But Crosshair's words are not what you expect: "Forget I asked," he says after a few minutes of just silence.

You swallow. "No- I- you'd want that? I- of course I want to," you whisper and take a step closer.

Crosshair just looks at you.

"If your offer still stands..." you add.

Crosshair takes a few moments, in which you fear he already changed his mind and instead of getting a step forward, you just took three steps back, but then he nods a single time.

You come closer and carefully sit next to him.

He lifts his blanket and lets you slip under, close to him.

You feel his warmth, his body. His chest raises with every breath he takes, and suddenly you're just so close.

"You just... died. So many times," you whisper and start to tell him about your disturbing nightmare. You feel how tears well up in your eyes again, but you pull yourself together and stop yourself from crying. He's fine.

Crosshair listens, and nods. When you finish, he's quiet for a few seconds.

"I- don't know what-" he begins to say, hesitating. Then he sighs quietly.

"I'm not the best at comforting others," he admits quietly. "But... Wrecker really appreciates hugs," he then says. You see some insecurity in his eyes, and you soon realize it's because he doesn't want to hurt you or say the wrong things. So instead, he just asks: "Do you want a hug, too?"

A small smile appears on your lips.

"If you're okay with that, I'd love to," you whisper back. You're not sure if you see it right, since it's dark and his face is just lit by the moonlight, but for a second you think his face becomes a little peachy.

"Wouldn't offer if I wasn't," he says and carefully lays an arm around you.

You sigh quietly, embracing him and his warmth, and put an arm across his stomach, too.

Together, you slide down and you nestle your head on his shoulder, drawing small circles around his stomach.

Even though the night started in such a horrible way, it's easy to find an upside about it all. You and Crosshair were far away from talking about your feelings for each other, and you sure as hell have a long road in front of you. But you were pretty sure you just took a big step on this road, and you are ready to gear up and take some more.

You fall asleep just moments later.

This time, you don't have any nightmares or other disturbances, and for the first time in a long, long time you feel well rested when you wake up. Still in Crosshair's arms.

[kybercrystals94]

Calm Down

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Summer of Bad Batch 2024 | Week 10 | Prompt: Hugs

Rated: G | Words: 100

Crosshair gives Omega her pack. “Got everything you need?” 

Omega groans. “Yes, I promise I got everything.” 

“And you’ll check in every rotation,” Hunter reminds her. 

“At thirteen hundred local time,” Omega says, flicking her fingers in a sloppy salute. 

“Phee, ya sure you got enough food?” Wrecker asks. 

The pirate fixes the brothers with a look. “Will you all calm down? We’ll only be gone for three days.”

“I still don’t see why we can’t come,” Crosshair grumbles. 

“Then it wouldn’t be a girls’ trip.” Phee grins. “Omega, give your brothers a hug so we can get outta here.”

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[meameagirl]

Baby boy ain’t you suppose to be sleeping?? Funny how he repost these on his story.🧡🖤