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sev-on-kamino · 11 months

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Hello friend! I couldn't find any rules for requests on your blog, so hopefully this one's okay, and if not feel free to ignore it!

Would you be okay with doing a little something based on the idea that all five of the bad batch boys realize that they're all in love with their medic reader? Like maybe they all just KNOW that their other brothers feel the same way about the reader and what they do about it? Do they all talk it over in private? do they just silently start trying to one up each other as a secret competition for her heart? Do they maybe go to the reader themselves instead? Or maybe they decide sharing is caring?? I'd love to hear your take on this concept, headcanons or a fic or whatever you're inspired to do with this idea it's all fine by me!

Please and thank you and also I hope you have a good weekend 💗

I have had the BEST time with this ask, and I hope you love it. This is deffo one I could write about from different angles all day long. I love the boys, but they provide more inspiration than I know what to do with, so this is only part 1 😬 if you had something else in mind, don’t hesitate to let me know. you know I’m always down to write about the boys 🥰

The Bad Batch x afab!Reader

warnings: mention of injury, nothing graphic, poly no clonc*st, Crosshair pining 👀

Part 2

word count: 3721 (*self control left the chat*)

The Havoc Marauder was never quiet, and now was no exception. Wrecker’s snores, Tech’s tinkering, Echo’s quiet muttering in his sleep, the barely audible sounds of Hunter fiddling with his knife. But there was a hole of silence in the quilt of sound, and it was shaped like you. It’s been 15 rotations, not that Crosshair’s counting, without your laugh ringing out, without your back popping loudly as you stretched when you woke up, without your voice whispering his name, as you sleepily let him know it was his turn on watch.

The five of them had been together, and they’d never needed or wanted anyone else in their space, on their team. Crosshair hadn’t even wanted you around at first. Wrecker had warmed to you quickly, but of course a pretty thing like you would never need the hard sell with Wrecker. Hunter had been wary of you, but in an effort to keep Wrecker from getting too attached, he’d inadvertently formed his own attachment to your presence. As for Tech and Echo, they’d kept their distance well enough, but your quiet intelligence, and curiosity had drawn them in.

Crosshair had been the holdout. Incensed by every breath you drew in his presence. The way you checked in with him after every mission, as if he needed you poking and prodding him. But when he needed stitches, you’d asked for permission to help him. If he didn’t want you to touch him, you wouldn’t.

“I’d never do anything without your consent. You’re in control here,” you’d said, holding your kit in steady hands, as you waited for his decision. He’d watched you with rapt attention through the mirror, your fingers resting gently against his skin, as you carefully cleaned, stitched up, and bandaged the wound on his shoulder.

After that, he would silently request your assistance when he needed it, and over time even when he didn’t need it. He would never say it out loud, but bacta patches placed by your gentle hands worked better. Your stitches were nearly painless. And the way you’d hum while you worked…well, that was just adorable.

When Commander Cody had requested you for a short stint, Wrecker had grumbled endlessly, and Crosshair had been the first to tell him to suck it up because you’d be back in their hair soon enough. He needed the space to clear his head, and he hoped the others would come to their senses without you in their presence.

Wrecker admitted to missing you within 12 hours. Tech kept finding excuses to talk about you. Meanwhile Hunter and Echo kept pointing out things you would like, and setting them aside for you. They had also placed bets on when Crosshair would snap and march onto the Negotiator to steal you back. Not that they would be upset if he did.

When it became clear that Crosshair would rather eat his armor than admit to being the least bit interested in you, the four of them had dragged him into the cockpit to decide what they would do when you returned. The feelings were there, and they weren’t going anywhere, but how to proceed.

“We should just come out and say it!” Wrecker said, feeling like the matter was concluded.

“It needs to be a tad more romantic than that,” Echo said shaking his head.

“According to my observations of her, she would appreciate a romantic gesture,” Tech said.

“Flowers?” Wrecker offered.

“She deserves more than flowers for putting up with us,” Echo said laughing.

“We could make a stop on her home world. It’s not too far out of the way,” Hunter added. “I think she’d like that.”

“This is a waste of time,” Crosshair said rolling his eyes. “You’re fooling yourselves.”

“When have Hunter’s senses ever been wrong?” Tech asked not even bothering to look up. “According to what he’s told me, she’s at the very least physically attracted to us. Based on her behavior that extends to an emotional bond as well.”

“What happened to not getting attached?” Crosshair challenged, and his brothers all looked at each other before looking back at him.

“You know you’re not as subtle as you think, Crosshair,” Echo said.

“And if I can tell how anyone’s feeling, it’s the four of you,” Hunter added.

“You’re all delusional,” Crosshair said shaking his head.

“You had her put a bacta patch on your arm last mission, and you coulda done it yourself,” Wrecker said giving the sniper a playful shove.

“She is our medic, she should at least pretend to do a job around here,” Crosshair said defensively. It was a losing battle, and he knew it. The others were blissfully under your spell, but he was not about to let you hurt him. Not about to let you reject him. No matter how badly he wanted you.

But as the clock rolled into the 16th rotation without you, it was Crosshair who hated your absence more than anyone. The others were open about it in their own ways, but he held it close. It was one of the few secrets he’d kept from his brothers. The realization annoyed him, as he swung his long legs over the side of his bunk to take over on watch for Hunter.

Sensing the tension rolling off of his younger brother, Hunter cleared his throat.

“She’ll be back in 2 rotations, and you’ll get to sleep longer again.” He knew it wasn’t sleep Crosshair was after, but it was the best way to let him know you were on your way back without suggesting the sniper actually missed you lest they wind up in another argument.

“Oh good, the little doctor will be back to baby Wrecker again, and you can all confess your love, and live happily ever after,” Crosshair sneered, but Hunter knew him well. There was no bite in his tone, and his face was more relaxed than Hunter had seen it since you waved goodbye and disappeared into the Negotiator.

“She just commed to see if we could pick her up before our next mission, and I almost said no,” Hunter said absently, as Crosshair dropped into the co-pilot’s seat. It wasn’t true, but he could hear Crosshair’s heart racing, his teeth grinding in frustration.

“I thought you were dying to have her back,” Crosshair bit out.

“Well, Cody’s really wanting to keep her, and it would be a great opportunity for her,” This part was true, but he knew he shouldn’t tease his brother this way even though he was sure whatever doubt your absence hadn’t wiped out, would be obliterated by jealousy.

“Commander Cody has a squad of medics. He doesn’t need her,” Crosshair replied, scoffing. The thought of Cody trying to tempt you away from them with a Star Destroyer and a Jedi annoyed Crosshair down to his bones. You wouldn’t be swayed by a big ship, and fancy toys. Would you?

“You’ve got a point,” Hunter began before putting the last nail in the coffin. “He doesn’t need her…maybe he just wants her.”

He could hear Crosshair’s heart thumping wildly, as he tried to maintain his composure.

“Doubt it,” Crosshair grumbled after several moments spent working to unclench his jaw.

“Guess we’ll find out,” Hunter said, rising from the pilot’s chair. “The call’s recorded, so you can watch it, and see for yourself.”

“I’m sure she’ll never shut up about it when she’s back,” Crosshair said dismissively.

Humming softly with a shrug, Hunter said good night, and left Crosshair alone. The sharpshooter waited until he was sure Hunter was asleep before playing your conversation.

As your form appeared, bathed in blue, a smile tugged at Crosshair’s lips. Had you always been this beautiful?

“Hi, Sarge! It’s so good to see you. I’ve missed you boys like crazy,” you nearly moaned.

He’d never heard you make a sound like that. He immediately thought of you making that sound just for him, which annoyed him, but he couldn’t stop listening.

“We miss you too, cyar’ika. I’m sure you’re having fun though,” Hunter replied.

“It’s been nice to stretch my legs a bit and put some of the things I’ve learned to use. Commander Cody’s amazing…he’s uh, asked me if I want to stay on,” You look shy, nervous.

“Oh, is that uh, something you’re interested in?”

“Don’t get me wrong the Negotiator is spectacular, and I’ve enjoyed my time with the 212th,” you bite your lip, shifting your weight. You seem unsure if you should continue. After a moment, you pressed on, “but they’re missing a few things I can’t live without, so I’d like to come home, back to the Marauder I mean.”

“We’ll be glad to have you back,” Hunter replied.

“Good,” You look so relieved. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you boys since I left. Are you getting enough quiet time? Are Tech and Echo sleeping? Is Wreck staying out of trouble? Is Cross eating properly?”

Crosshair barely hears the rest of conversation because he can’t get past the part where you miss them, where you were worried about him.

“I’ll be all packed up and ready to go in two rotations. Do you mind coming to get me?” Your needy tone shakes Crosshair out of his thoughts. “I could get a shuttle, but it would take another rotation or two, and I don’t think I can wait that long.”

Crosshair realized he couldn’t either. He needed you back immediately. Sooner, really.

“Of course, doll,” Hunter says soothingly. “Two rotations, and we’ll be there.”

Reassured, your shoulders relax, “Wonderful! I can’t wait to see all of you! I’m sure Crosshair has enjoyed the break from me, but I’ve missed him so much. I miss all of you, Hunter.” Your voice is so tender, it makes his heart clench.

He had not enjoyed the break at all though. Between his brothers giving him a hard time, and wanting you back, he was miserable.

Two rotations. It wouldn’t be long now.

***

Crosshair’s leg was bouncing, as the Marauder docked with the Negotiator. You were so close, almost home.

The five of them boarded the Star Destroyer, and Crosshair’s eyes began searching for you immediately. Cody was there to greet them, grasping Hunter’s arm in welcome.

“Good to see you, Commander,” Hunter said warmly.

“Good to see you too, Sergeant,” Cody began, “I’m not going to lie, I tried to keep your medic. She’s brilliant, and the men adore her.”

“Of course they do,” Wrecker’s pride in you is evident.

“She said the Negotiator was missing a few necessities,” Cody quirked an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.

“She’s quite mistaken. The Havoc Marauder is not equipped with even 10% of what a Republic Venator has,” Tech says, brow furrowed.

“It doesn’t have Gonky,” Wrecker said as though it were obvious.

“It doesn’t have the five of you either!” you quipped, appearing at Cody’s elbow.

“Cyar’ika!” Wrecker bellowed, scooping you up and spinning you around.

“Wrecker!” you squealed as you returned his hug as tightly as you could

Crosshair’s heart was pounding again. He waited at the back of the group, watching his brothers welcome you back. Pressing their foreheads to yours, ghosting their fingers over your jaw, holding the back of your head gently. Then you were standing in front of him. Arms clasped behind your back, not reaching for him as you had the others. Respecting his space as always.

“I’m happy to see you too, Cross. Ready to deal with me every day again?”

“Are you ready to deal with me? All of us, again?”

“Ready and looking forward to it!” Your smile is bright and he nearly reached for you then, but he stopped himself.

“Well, Commander, you know where to find us, if you need us…or our medic again,” Hunter said with a grin.

“It was an honor serving alongside the 212th, Commander. I appreciate the opportunity,” You saluted Cody, and the others followed suit.

“The pleasure was all ours,” Cody returned the salute, and watched as the six of you returned to the Marauder.

***

You’re getting settled back into your space on the Marauder, answering questions from Wrecker, curious about the armory and ordnance, and Tech pestering you for every detail about the Negotiator, as Echo and Hunter wait to get a word in edgewise.

“Come on, boys. Give her some breathing room,” Hunter says, scooting them towards the cockpit, ignoring their protests.

“It’s good to have you back, saraad,” Echo said with a soft smile, that made your heart skip a beat.

You smile fondly at them as they go, going back to unpacking your things, and changing.

Crosshair is in his bunk, pretending he’s not watching you, but he can’t focus on anything else. Every inch of skin you reveal is making his body react. His heart thumping, breath growing shallow, as he drinks you in. This isn’t even the first time he’s seen you naked or changing, but it feels different now. He frowns as he notices a bandage on your hip peaking out of your panties, wrapping around your hip. It’s covered swiftly by the bottom half of a fresh set of blacks.

He slid out of his bunk, and you turned to face him, as you pulled the top half down covering your stomach, hiding your skin from his gaze. Naturally, you stepped back to give him space, and you were pleasantly surprised when he deliberately stepped closer. You looked up at him expectantly, eyes searching his for any hint of what he’s up to.

Crosshair was sure he should say something, but his mind was only offering sardonic quips that would convey the truth, but not like he wanted. He lifted a hand, and tapped your hip softly, fingertips resting against you. This was the first time Crosshair had ever touched you without necessity. Your heart sped up, and you swallowed hard.

“What’s this?” he asked, his voice low and even.

“Rooftop sniper,” you shook your head, folding your arms. “One of the other medics wasn’t as lucky. He was still in the med bay when you came to pick me up. No one could have clocked him to be fair.”

“I could have,” Crosshair said, anger simmering under his even tone.

“Well, there’s only one Crosshair in the galaxy. Next time I leave, I’ll take you with me.” You smiled up at him, but his face held the frown.

“Hey, I’m ok. Still good to do my job,” you added, brow furrowing.

“Fucking regs,” He swore, as he shifted his hand to hold your hip gently like you were a fragile thing. A fragile thing that belonged to him.

You hesitated before resting your hand against his chest, tapping your fingertips against the plastoid.

“Cross, I’m home, and in one piece. How can I show you?”

An eyebrow raised at that, sharp eyes taking you in, lingering on your lips, as they parted, a silent invitation for him. He leaned down, bringing his lips close to yours, begging you to close the distance. You wrapped your arms around his trim waist, as you pressed your lips to his softly.

The ache that had been simmering in his chest since you left is morphing into arousal, moving to settle down in his belly. His lips moved tentatively against yours, teeth nipping gently at your bottom lip.

“Hey,” Wrecker protested loudly. “We agreed we’d all talk to her together, Crosshair!”

The two of you break apart, and you clear your throat, your eyes trained on Crosshair.

“Talk to me about what?” You asked, breathlessly.

“Sorry, doll,” Crosshair said before Wrecker tugged him away in a headlock.

“What are you gonna talk to me about?” you asked again.

“When we get home, cyar’ika,” Wrecker said before turning to Crosshair. “Knew you were full of it, Cross!”

You touch your lips, as you watch the pair of them playfully fighting down the corridor. Did that happen? You pinched your arm as hard as you could, grimacing when it hurt, confirming you were awake, Crosshair had just kissed you. What the hell happened while you were gone? And what did they need to talk to you about?

***

In the cockpit on watch, you relaxed in the copilot’s chair, Tech snoozed gently in the pilot’s chair. It was so good to be home despite the fact that there was clearly something going on with your boys. Your alarm beeped, and you rose from the chair, yawning and stretching ready to trade out with Crosshair, and pass out for a little while.

Hunter intercepted you in the hallway with a grin. “I can’t sleep, so I’ll cover for Crosshair. Go get some rest.” He kissed your forehead, and added, “Good to have you home, Doc.”

“Good to be home, Sarge,” you replied before bidding him goodnight, and heading towards your bunk.

“Hunter?” You turn towards him.

“Hmm?” Hunter asks turning to you.

“What happened while I was gone? Why’s everyone acting weird?”

“We’ll talk when we get back to Kamino. Get some rest,” He says with a mysterious grin that makes you bite your lip.

You pout but follow his orders and head to your bunk. You’re about to climb in when you look towards Crosshair’s bunk. He was the least likely to spill the beans, but he had kissed you earlier. Was that the big secret?

You moved to stand near Crosshair’s bunk. Pushing back the privacy curtain, you whispered his name like you normally would to wake him up for his shift.

“My turn already?” he replied sleepily.

“No, Hunter’s there. I was hoping we could talk about earlier, or we could just sleep,” Even after your encounter earlier, he still made you nervous, and you worried you’d made a mistake until he lifted the blankets, and silently invited you into his bed.

You crawled in, and he lowered the blanket over your body before snaking his arm around your waist and pushing his leg between yours. His muscular thigh pressed up against you, sending a wave of heat through your body. He tucked your head beneath his chin, and it became clear he was not saying a word, so you listened to his heartbeat until you were lulled to sleep.

When you woke up a few hours later, you realized that you hadn’t slept well at all while you were gone. You needed to be crammed into the Marauder with your squad to relax. It helped that Crosshair had held you the entire time, and as you stretched and arched your back you realized he was looking at you.

“Did you sleep well?” you asked quietly not wanting to disturb the others. He simply nodded, his eyes roaming your face, as his hand rested on your waist.

“Good. We should be home soon, yeah?” you asked, rolling onto your back before sitting up.

“Something like that,” Crosshair replied cryptically.

You didn’t bother asking what he meant before sliding out of the bunk, and tossing him a smile.

“I’m going to see where we are. Go back to sleep.”

Once again he nodded, but he knew there was no chance of going back to sleep. Not when he knew what they had planned for the day.

You wandered into the cockpit, taking the co-pilot’s seat next to Echo.

“How was your first night back?” Echo asked smiling as you got comfortable in the chair.

“Cozy. I didn’t realize how much I’d miss you guys until I was gone.”

“I don’t think we did either,” he confesses.

“Oh yeah?” You asked, trying not to seem too happy about it.

He nodded, and the two of you were quiet for a moment. As always silence was never awkward with Echo, and while this was no exception, you could feel a tension in the air. It was reminiscent of the one you’d felt the night before when Crosshair had kissed you.

“I don’t suppose I can get you to tell me what’s going on?” You asked, turning the chair towards him and leaning forward.

“Always so impatient, saraad,” Echo says shaking his head.

“I can’t help it. Something’s up. Crosshair has been sweet to me,” you add in a conspiratorial whisper.

Echo huffs out a short laugh.

“Oh has he now?”

“Yeah, and,” you hesistate. You want to keep going, to spill every thought in your head to Echo, but something’s got your tongue. “It’s nothing.” You turn your chair back into place, and ask, “Where are we? How far from home?”

Reluctantly, Echo tears his gaze away from you. He looks over the navicomputer.

“Not far.”

“You wanna get some sleep? I can get us to Kamino safely.”

He raises an eyebrow at that.

“Ok, I can get us there. No promises on the condition,” you concede.

“You’re meant to be resting. Crosshair told us what happened,” Echo trails off.

“I told you he was being sweet to me, but I guess a kiss is a little more than sweet…”

“Kiss?! I meant you getting shot!” Echo hisses trying not to wake the others, as he spins towards you.

“He told you about that?!” You hiss back, spinning towards him.

“Of course he did. Why didn’t you?”

“I didn’t wanna worry you guys. Cross was not happy when he saw the bandage, and…”

“Of course he wasn’t. And I’m not happy you didn’t tell us. We could have lost you,” Echo’s eyes are worried, his brow knit together, as he reaches for your face.

His fingertips have just brushed your jaw when the cockpit opens, and the pair of you sit back and look towards the door.

“You’re supposed to be resting,” Hunter says, gesturing for you to follow him.

“I was,” you pout. “I just wanted to see if we were close to home.”

“That’s funny because it sounded like you were arguing about keeping your injury a secret,” Hunter says. Out of everyone on the ship, you never thought Crosshair would be the one to tell on you.

“No, I was just…trying to…ya know?”

“No, I don’t know, senaar’ika. Now get in your bunk and rest your eyes. I’ll wake you the moment we land.”

“Fine,” you relent, and climb into your bunk, and even your racing brain can’t keep you awake.

taglist: @dystopicjumpsuit (not sure if you wanted to be tagged in everything or not, so just let me know 🥰)

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tinywitchgoblin · 2 months

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In The Kitchen

The Bad Batch x gn!reader, slight Hunter x reader if you squint

Word count: 584

Warnings: fresh pasta

a/n: just a lil’ domestic!TBB drabble.

“Hey Wrecker, how’s the sauce coming?” you asked, not looking up from the task at hand. You were busy rolling out sheets of pasta dough, and you didn’t want to cause the dough to wrinkle or fold. Plus, since there were so many people to feed (including Wrecker), this was gonna take a while and you needed to focus.

“Good! I think it needs a bit more salt though, can you taste it?” he responded.

“If someone brings me over a spoonful of it,” you stated. As you feed another sheet of dough into the machine, Echo comes over and puts a spoonful of sauce near your mouth. You leaned over and tasted it, thinking for a moment before giving Wrecker the go-ahead to add more salt.

“How does this look?” Omega asked from her space on the counter. She was busy making the garlic bread, her favorite part of the meal.

“Looks good, bud!” you affirmed. She beamed and went over to the oven, scooching Wrecker out of the way to put the tray of bread in before setting the timer. Coming over to where you were working, she asked, “What else can I help out with?”

“You could set the table,” you offered, nodding to the cupboard and drawer where the plates and silverware were respectively. Echo moved to the cupboard to grab the plates for Omega as she wasn’t tall enough to reach them herself. She accepted them with a quick thanks before placing them on the table in the middle of the room and going back for the silverware.

Finally, you finished rolling the pasta dough, so you switched out the rolling attachment for the cutting one. As you fed the dough through the machine once more, the pasta came out sliced and ready to be cooked. You stood back to admire your work, and Omega bounced over, saying, “It all looks and smells so good! I can’t wait to eat it!”

“I couldn’t agree more,” said Hunter, who propped himself up against the doorframe of the kitchen. He made eye contact with you and winked, causing you to look away and blush slightly. Echo rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself before going over to pour the drinks.

The timer went off for the garlic bread, so you and Omega went to check on it, accidentally bumping into Wrecker in the process. It looked good, so you pulled it out and placed it on a hot pad in the middle of the table next to the salad that Omega had made earlier. Checking to see how everything was progressing, you asked, “I’m gonna start cooking the noodles, but it won’t take very long. Omega, can you go find everybody else and tell them to come in here for dinner?”

“Yep!” she said, skipping away. You could hear her calls of “Tech, Crosshair, Hunter, time to eat!” followed by Wrecker’s stomach gurgling loud enough for the whole house to hear. He shrugged and responded with, “What? I’m hungry.”

“It’s okay, we’ll be eating soon,” you reassured. He took the sauce and placed it on the table as well. You checked to make sure that the pasta was done, straining it and adding it to the already crowded table. As everybody filtered in and sat in their usual seats at the table, you couldn’t help but stop for a moment and think to yourself how lucky you were to have these little moments with the people you cared about the most.

#tbb #tbb x reader #hunter bad batch #tech bad batch #wrecker bad batch #echo bad batch #crosshair bad batch #omega bad batch #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb hunter #tbb echo #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #star wars #the bad batch #the bad bois #star wars drabbles

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toska-writes · 2 months

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“Where the stars can shine”

Summary: the fighting never stops, and it never will so it’s in everyone’s best interest to find the calm moments when you can.

Pairing: The Bad Batch x padawan!reader (OF COURSE THIS IS PLATONIC)

Warning: none just so much fluff!

Word count: 1261 (not proof read but what did you expect)

Notes: IM WATCHING THE NEW BAD BATCH SEASON AFTER THIS! So this is my way of manifesting everyone being alright to end the show 🥲

The war never ended, nor would it for anyone who has endured it and its intensity.

One fight always rolled into another and nothing could be done to stop it. The only way to get through it was to find the little cracks in all the bad. The place where the sun could shine and the flowers could grow.

Or in this case, the stars could twinkle.

"This is already too high for me." Wrecker stated loudly hauling himself up the side of the Marauder.

Crosshair, who was currently under Wreck scoffed to himself before clambering up the side like it was nothing. "You never seem to have that problem when we're in the air." He quipped.

"Well I'm inside then." He whined finally being assisted by Hunter who had the small hands of Omega making sure he didn't fall.

You could only laugh at the scene, leaning back on Echo you could feel him laugh too.

"Who do you think's falling off first?" You ask with a smile that was masked by the moonlight.

"The real question is," Echo leaned forward, surprised a little bit that the top of the marauders could fit 5 fully grown clones plus omega and the Jedi padawan. "Who's going to be pushed off first."

You looked back towards him and in an instant you spoke the same word together. "Tech."

Speaking of the devil, Tech's voice rang out as you looked over to where he had an arm pointing something out beyond the horizon.

"-and if you look there you'll be able to see Endor"

Omega's eyes lit up brighter than they have been in the past few days, nothing seemed to be going right for that bad batch no matter how much they tried.

"Have you guys been there?" Omegas eyes scanned the rest of her family that sat gazing with her. The sky on this backwater planet was surprisingly clear, clearer than you thought it would be.

"Eh once or twice." Hunter shrugged it off with a smile as all that Omega could do was gawk up at her big brother.

"Thats an understatement." Crosshair added quietly from beside you. With a nudge to your shoulder he added. "That meat-head over there blew up more than half the forest and got us kicked out. For life."

"Hey!" Wrecker let go of his strong grip of the Marauder with one hand to wave it at the sniper.

Omega giggled giving you a glance as you could help but laugh at the exchange. "Have you?"

You could only smile at the found memories the question brought you. Landing with your Master on a planet you've never even heard of at that time. The trees the towered over you and the abundant shades of green that you didn't even know existed. The faint sound of your master laughing as you stared up from the base of the tall trees fathomed by the hight.

"Yeah I went once I think during the Clone Wars. It was beautiful there." You spoke, the smiles spread from Omegas face to Hunters as he watched you retell the fond memories.

"Well I also did kinda crash into a tree there but other than that the rest was beautiful." Echo hide his laugh behind you as you told the more embarrassing part of the trip.

"I think I did hear about that one." The ex arc trooper spoke out. You shoved him back slightly as your gaze returned to the stars above.

"Now if you all turn your gazes eastward you can spot the Orion constellation which should also mean the Canis Major is pretty close." Tech pointed upward now, his own eyes locked tightly on the stars.

"That one has the brightest star in the whole galaxy right?" Omega filled in, whether Tech wanted to continue himself or not he could only beam down at the girl, who clearly heard this from him before.'

You smiled also recounting when Tech probably told the group for the first time.

The bounty hunters came from nowhere that day, Omega gripped on the back of Echo's armor plate with tears streaking down her face clearly scared.

Tech stood above you the, a data pad scanned over you as Hunter tried to apply some pressure to a wound you sustained on your side. Wrecker and Cross stood around the group, the sniper's gaze fixed on the darken horizon beyond.

Panicked breath sounded out and flown into the barren night, as much as you didn't want to scare Omega more you really could help it. You were scared yourself.

"Do you see that over there." Tech took your free arm in his hand and pointed up to the looming sky with it. "That really bright star?"

You were pulled back from your thoughts with the slightest nudge from Crosshair who spared you a glance, nobody else seemed to notice his movements

"I want to go to all of those planets one day." The words were light from Omega, a smile still evident in her voice.

"You'll definitely need to learn to fly then." You added shooting a look at Tech who finally spared a glance at someone else and was immersed in taking pictures of the different planets and constellations.

"If you can find another ship." Tech said mater-o-factly with a finger in the air.

"Aweeee Tech." Omega did the only thing she could think of, huge tooka eyes found Tech and with the pout of her bottom lip you could almost see the moment Tech cracked.

"More contemplation will be needed for that"

Though Omega wasn't disappointed for long as Crosshair whispered to her. "That's practically a yes."

Hunter laughed now shoving Crosshair back into a lying down position. He noted that his brother looked quite different without his armor, but it was a sight he could get used to.

Opening his mouth Tech was about to defend himself before a snore racked through the air.

"Put someone else to sleep too Techy." Crosshair jabbed a finger at wrecker who still seemed to gripped the ship tightly.

You couldn't blame him though, and is wasn't just because of Tech talking, but you did insist the stars and planets were best to see in the late night. A yawn stifled through you, Echo wasn't the warmest person but the arms that wrapped around you from the clone seemed to do it.

"It's not even that late." Omega protested but her heavy eyelids seemed to contradict her own words.

"No no, we all can't fall asleep up here or it's going to be a pain getting down." Omega curled up into Hunters chest as he spoke. He slowly started to get up.

"One of us should get Wreck." Your own eyelids battled against you as you fought to sit up.

"On it." Crosshair was the last person who you thought would offer but as his leg extended you watched Wrecker rolled over the side.

His startled yell was masked by the thud of him hitting the soft grass below.

"See it wasn't even that far." The skipper shrugged pushing himself over the edge and landing gracefully with even using the side to get down.

You chuckled as you rolled your eyes at the brothers were up to their old antics.

The chill air was a good contrast to the heated days that came before, so much fighting it seemed that it would never end.

Moments like these would always be cherished, and surprisingly Tech wasn't the one to get pushed off the Marauder.

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ladyzirkonia · 11 months

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Collecting some data.

Something about 400 words.

Tech started a little experiment to collect some data about you.

Note: I just wanted to post this screenshots with some little headcannon I had of Tech saying ''Fascinating'' to me. Just some self-indulgent stuff. Not proof-read.

warnings: none, just touching, slightly suggestive as always ;)

Tech was not the man who engaged in frequent displays of affection, but he enjoyed spending time with you. He loved lying with you under a speeder bike or in the Marauder, working on a project or explaining why he was using a particular tool while getting lost in the smallest details and explanations. And that was usually enough for you. Just his closeness or an accidental brush with his leg against yours was all it needed to make your heart flutter. But one day, when he unconsciously put his hand on your thigh, he noticed how your whole body seemed to tense up. At first he suspected that it was because you were uncomfortable with the touch, but the way you looked at him made him question his first assumption. After the situation happened a second time in a similar way, he decided to investigate further and conduct a small experiment. It never seemed wrong to collect some more data.

As the days went by, it seemed that Tech would touch you quite randomly and unintentionally in inconspicuous - and more obvious - places on your body. At one point it was just your arm or your shoulder he brushed while passing by. The next time he gently streaked your leg or your back while working with you. At first you assumed this were just some random incidences, but when he started touching you more frequently and on other places - like your thigh or your butt - you were no longer sure of it. One day you worked on the Marauder's outer hull and you already felt like an complete mess because Tech helped you get to a certain component of the ship as he pushed you up by grabbing you at your butt. As you slid back down, you suddenly felt his muscular thigh between your legs throbbing against you, causing you to let out a soft little squeak. At that point, Tech decided it was time to complete his records and perform one last little experiment. When he felt your soft flesh pressing against him, he tensed his thigh letting it move slowly up and down while adding a little pressure between your legs. A small whimper slipped from your lips and he looked at you with wide eyes, a thoughtful yet intrigued expression on his face. He stared in your eyes with a barely recognizable smile on his face not intending to stop the movement of his leg between you, finally muttering softly,

"Fascinating."

#the bad batch #tbb tech #tech x reader #tech saying fascinating #yes this is self indulgent as hell #my beloved boy #tech doing some experiments on you

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deejadabbles · 1 year

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Been seeing a lot of Bad Batch western AU stuff so here's some random thoughts I had, might make some fics based around them eventually.

The boys grew up on a nice little homestead (probably called something like Pabu Creek or something), Hunter, Crosshair, Tech, and Wrecker are all brothers.

Hunter's the oldest and inherited the family's ranch when their folks passed. Has a reputation for never losing his livestock when they get loose, as he's an expert tracker. There was a nasty incident when some poachers tried to steal his horses. No one really knows what happened when Hunter tracked them down.

Wrecker, for a while, just helped with the ranch but he started to take to more farm work the longer he helped their neighbors through rough harvests. One year Hunter used their savings to buy another stretch of land so Wrecker could start his own farm. The whole town pitched in to build his house and barns as a thank-you for everything he's always doing for them (everyone adores Wrecker, even if he is loud as all get-out)

Tech is, of course, the scholar of the family. While he did help on the ranch he much preferred his textbooks. Now he spends his days in his workshop, inventing new ways to improve farm work and the general lives of the town. Often visits the nearest city to sell his inventions and buy new books on any subject he can get his hands on. Everyone thinks he's a bit of a mad scientist.

Crosshair is...the black sheep of the fam. When their parents died Hunter and Cross fought almost constantly. Eventually, he saddled one of the family horses and just...took off in the middle of the night, leaving behind a note that said he needed to find his own path. Hunter wanted to go after him, but Tech convinced him to let him go, that he could only come back when he was ready. Rumor has it that he became a bounty hunter, but they still hope he'll come home someday.

Rex and Echo are their cousins. Both grew up in the city and were drafted into the army when the war broke out. After the war, both men still wanted to be of service, but also wanted a simpler life. So, when the latest letter from their cousin Hunter mentioned that Pabu needed a new sheriff, they took it as a sign.

Rex is the sheriff, well respected and beloved by the whole town. You can see him patrolling the streets and surrounding land at all hours. He checks in on every farm and house in the area regularly to make sure everyone's safe.

Echo is the deputy. However, he has to ignore the looks that linger on his prosthetic arm and leg. Most thank him for the sacrifice he made in the war, but are skeptical of his ability to protect them. Thankfully he knows his own skill and ability to adapt and never wavers in his duty. The town quickly learns they can put their faith in him.

Omega. Oh, this little one. She grew up in a convent after her parents died. She never took to that life well and always daydreamed about adventure and setting out on her own one day.

Unfortunately, that day came when the convent was burnt down. Omega was one of the only survivors and found herself suddenly on her own, alone and scared. She wandered through the forest for days, until she came across a camp of bandits. Thankfully some passers-by heard her screams as she ran from them and intervened.

Hunter, Wrecker, and Tech were just coming back from a supply run to the city when they found Omega running from some unsavory folk. Folk who...lets just say they rethought their choice to chase the girl when the brothers stepped in. Not sure what to do after that, they brought Omega back to their little town and the rest is history. Hunter finally officially adopted her after a year of her staying with them <3

#idk what possessed me to think of all this #but here ya go #the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #bad batch x reader #western au #cow boy au #tbb hunter x reader #tech x reader #wrecker x reader #crosshair x reader #captain rex x reader #echo x reader #deeja rambles #heacanons #bad batch headcanons

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abigfanofstarwars · 1 year

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jesus fucking christ

tech got me way too nervous for a while there

“Your concern is not warranted. I will be fine.”

bitch huH??? what kind of stupid horror movie type shit is that 🙃

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mylifeisactuallyamess · 1 year

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The Keldabe Kiss

A/N: It’s no secret I actually despise February 14th (whether I’m single or not!) and so I fall back on my boys to help me through. Don’t ask, I’m complicated. This year the lucky guy is Tech 🥹 honestly my clone fixation has blown up recently and I’m not even sorry. (I use that tag a lot.) I wrote something simple for him.

Summary: Festival of Love has come to Ord Mantel (yes I fucked with the timeline.)

Warnings: none except this is based on a little universe I have going on in my head where the Bad Batch rescued a medic and nicknamed her Stitch. F!Reader (I can’t remember if I stipulated that in the fic so just covering my ass. If could be GN I honestly can’t remember.) Mention of children (Omega.) It’s kinda fluffy.

Word Count: 3.5k+

You stood outside Cid’s parlour, watching some people put up flickering lights ready for tomorrow's Festival. You’d been so set on going, never having the opportunity to experience something like this before as you’d always been on the run or ‘avoiding the locals', your father had called it. These things were never fun alone though.

The wistful sigh couldn’t be contained but your sinking mood was lifted by the group coming toward you. Their armour was distinctive, marked with orange and grey, carrying their helmets as they eyed everyone with a healthy dose of suspicion. You knew where they were heading and you waited to side until they reached you.

“Ah, Stitch!” Wrecker grinned joyfully at you and barged past his brothers to grab you in a bear hug, lifting you clean off the ground.

“Wrecker!” You giggled, momentarily losing your balance after being swept off your feet. Hunter automatically reached out to steady you with a firm hand to your shoulder followed by the softening of his gaze. “Good mission?”

“Depends on what you’d define as good.” Hunter muttered and moved past you revealing Tech who made eye contact for a brief second.

“That bad?” You asked and fell into step beside the younger looking clone.

“Well no one was injured, so I think you’d class that as a successful mission. Cid, not so much.”

“Ah,” you understood perfectly. They left you at the bar with Omega and you glanced at her fallen face, wondering how you could cheer her up. “There is a festival tomorrow,” you told her.

“What sort of festival?”

“It’s a celebration of the best things in life. There’s going to be stalls selling special items, different food, they are putting decorations up and I heard, there might even be fireworks.”

“Fireworks??” Her brown eyes shone with wonder.

“Want to come with me?”

“Oh yes! Hunter, can I go with Stitch?” Omega swivelled on her stool and you looked up at the tired group as they all grabbed a drink.

“Go where?” He asked, his tone laced with doubt and you wondered if you should have offered at all.

“Oh it’s nothing…” you tried to gloss over it but once Omega got her teeth into something she didn’t let it drop.

“It’s not nothing! It sounds really cool! There might even be fireworks,” she parroted. “I want to go.”

“You’re talking about the festival, tomorrow?” Echo huffed as he slumped on the other side of you.

“The Festival of Love originated from Endor and has since been recognised in places like Naboo, Coruscant, Ord Mantell and other places. The Festival is to honour kinship and love. Traditions include exchanging gifts, eating meals and…dancing.” Tech lowered his datapad and glanced at the expressions on his brother’s faces.

Echo sighed and turned to look around the bar like he wasn’t even part of this conversation, Wrecker grumbled something about wanting to play dejarik and sidled off. Hunter’s shoulders slouched like he couldn’t think of anything more tedious while Tech had his nose in his datapad, probably scrolling through more facts.

“I don’t mind taking her,” you mumbled.

“You can’t take Omega on your own,” Hunter instantly said, causing Omega to cross her arms and sulk. “Plus we have another mission for Cid tomorrow.” He leaned closer to the little girl and you could see the regret etched on his tattooed face. “I’m sorry, Omega.”

“I never get to see anything fun!” She pushed away from the bar and stormed off to find Wrecker.

“Handled that well,” Echo muttered.

“You could have stepped in,” Hunter shot back hotly.

“May I suggest an alternative?” Tech appeared at your shoulder, taking Omega’s vacant seat.

“You’re going to anyway,” Echo snarked under his breath and you raised an eyebrow but Tech didn’t even notice the other clones' sour tone.

“If it’s Omega running off you’re worried about, I can watch her. I’ll make her wear a tracker.”

“Tech! You can’t put a tracker on a kid!” Hunter nearly spat out his drink in shock and stared incredulously at his brother.

“I can. I have before and she didn’t seem to mind.”

“Did she know?” You asked Tech gently, making him look up from his datapad as he thought about your question.

“Actually, no.”

“I don’t think she should go and it puts us at a disadvantage if Tech stays behind.”

“Not so,” Tech cut across Echo. “You don’t need my particular skill set for this mission.”

“He’s right,” Hunter agreed and Echo just rolled his eyes in response. A strained quiet settled over the group only broken by the sounds of the parlour and Tech’s tapping on his datapad. You clutched your drink, feeling bad that you’d not spoken to Hunter first, of course it was his decision if you took Omega or not. “All right, fine!” Hunter grumbled and then downed his drink. “Plant a tracker on her and do not let her take it off. Plant one on Stitch while you’re at it, we can’t afford to lose her either.”

“Gladly,” Tech blinked owlishly at his own response and his fingers stilled on the screen.

“Well! Now that’s settled I’m going to head back. I’ve had a long day.” You emptied your own cup and slipped off the stool, hoping no one would notice the silly smile you couldn’t suppress at the idea of Tech putting a tracker on you.

“Tech…” Hunter jerked his head in your direction and then went off to find Omega and no doubt tell her the good news about tomorrow.

“Of course.” To your surprise the datapad was put away and he stood, looking at you with an air of expectancy. “You were leaving?” He reminded you, a hint of uncertainty in his voice like he worried he’d missed something.

“You’re coming with me?” Tech swallowed and adjusted his specs as his honeyed brown eyes met yours for just a second.

“Hunter is worried about you walking back at this time. Crime activity has increased by 28 percent in this section and I believe it’s why he wants you and Omega to have an escort tomorrow.”

“Oh.” You stood there stupidly for a second, trying to gather your skittish thoughts. “It’s not necessary,” you eventually managed to say.

“I believe it is.” You couldn’t argue against that so you didn’t protest anymore and he followed you out. The street was almost empty, just a few people with their heads down as they went home. Tech kept a watchful eye, his hand never straying far from his DC-17s. He stayed about half a step behind you almost bumping into you when you stopped at your door.

“Well, we made it.”

“So it would seem. I have yet to check your residence.” You sputtered out a laugh but he only continued to stare at you as he waited for you to admit him.

“You’re serious. Ok, sorry about the mess.” The door opened and the lights came on automatically. You went to go in but he put out an arm to stop you, dropping the visor down over his specs and stalking into your apartment that also doubled as your treatment room.

Your droid woke up at the movement beeping out a greeting, coming forward a few steps before the power seemed to disappear completely from it and you huffed as it slouched lifelessly. Opening the front panel you stared completely clueless at the wires wishing you could afford to get the damn thing fixed.

“The charging ports might need replacing,” Tech announced his arrival from scouting out your place. “I could run a diagnostic if you like?”

“It’s late, you’ve barely been home.”

“Home is a state of mind.”

“Yeah…” he was right. You’d never had a place you could really call home. So home being a feeling rather than a place was the most accurate thing you’d heard in a long time.

“Another time then,” Tech said. “Your place is clear. I shall be back tomorrow with Omega.” He walked towards the door and you followed, desperately wanting to say something else but not sure what.

“Tech…” he turned at the sound of his name and you really tried hard not to gaze directly into his eyes, knowing that made him uncomfortable. “Be careful. On the way back.”

“Always,” he saluted you with two fingers before disappearing round the corner. You closed and locked your door letting out a frustrated sigh. Of all the clones to harbour secret feelings for…

Your droid looked like a patient, laid out on the table with its wires hanging out as you tried to repair it, not wanting to put Tech out. He had better things to do than maintain your equipment. The door alarm sounded and you quickly smoothed down the material of your outfit, your heart fluttering a little at the idea of spending the whole day with Tech. And Omega.

The latter wrapped herself around you as soon as your door opened, her mouth instantly going as she spilled her excitement. You grinned at Tech and his tense expression, beckoning them inside. Omega went straight to your table, standing on a supply crate to have a proper look inside the droid.

“Did she sleep much?” You asked him noticing the way he clutched his datapad and glanced over at the mess your droid was in.

“She slept less than the normal amount,” he informed you matter of factly. “Echo was not amused.”

“Not a lot amuses him at the moment,” you replied dryly.

“Echo believes we should be doing more against the Empire rather than just hiding. He cannot help it.” You hated to admit Tech was right. He seemed completely unruffled by the conversation and you admired his utter acceptance of his brothers.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes!” Omega leapt down and hurried to the door. “Come on! We don’t want to miss anything!” She shouted and you smiled at Tech as he refrained from rolling his eyes.

“I’m not actually sure we can miss an all day event,” Tech called after her. “You forgot this.” You locked your door and turned to find him holding out a tracker on the palm of his hand, the light blinking innocently.

“I don’t think Hunter was serious about one for me,” you half laughed but Tech stayed standing in your way with his hand held out.

“He was. And so am I.” You took the tracker and slipped it into your pocket, Tech lifted his datapad and pressed a few buttons. “Perfect signal.” For some reason that made you so happy that you’d pleased him over something so simple.

“Are you guys coming?” Omega appeared around the corner eyeing you both just standing in your doorway. Tech brought up the rear as you reached for Omega and she clasped your hand eagerly.

The festival wasn’t what you expected at all, it was so much better. The streets were lined with pink and red coloured streamers, all fluttering in the breeze. Bunting stretched from one side of the street to the other and the lights were flickering. You couldn’t wait to get the full effect of it when it was dark.

Omega danced from stall to stall, her excitement contagious and you found yourself caught up in her joy and zest for life. Tech trailed after you both, suffering the chatter, loud noises and heavy crowds. Keeping himself occupied by noting down new facts or recording anything he found remotely interesting.

You happened upon a stall run by a twi’lek, your stomach rumbling at the fresh meilooruns. You approached the stall noticing the usually orange fruit had a purple tinge to the rind. You’d never had this variant before but before you could ask for one Omega was tugging on your hand and dragging you to look at something else.

Soon even Omega was flagging, but her eyes were still wide from all the sights she’d experienced. Her bag was full of trinkets and she’d bought something for each of her brothers. You felt honoured that she had asked for your opinion, enjoying the feeling she instilled inside you. She really was something special.

As darkness fell you suggested getting a good view for the fireworks and began to head in the direction of the seating area when Tech stopped you.

“I have a better place where we can watch the fireworks, away from the crowds.”

“Is it far?” Omega asked, chasing it up with a yawn.

“It’s approximately 0.5 klicks from our current location,” Tech rattled off as he adjusted his specs, the light of the datapad reflected in them.

“I can make it,” she said cheerily but you heard the fatigue in her voice, especially if she had been up early hassling her older brothers.

Now Tech took point, leading you away from the streets where the festival was still in full swing. You wanted to question him but instead you decided to trust him. Tech had never let you down yet. Your interest peaked when he told you to climb an outside staircase. Omega went first with no hesitation, climbing to the top of the seemingly abandoned building and gasping loudly.

“Oh…wow.” You looked up at the sky, mesmerised by the amount of stars that dotted the black sky above you. Tech had led you to a place on the edge of town that wasn’t affected by the lights of the festival, giving you an incredible view of the stars and no doubt the fireworks when they started.

“I calculated the amount of noise and light pollution from the festival. From that I was able to survey an appropriate place where it was quiet and had uninterrupted views.”

“Tech…this is amazing!” You gushed.

“He checked it out last night,” Omega said slyly and Tech looked at her in shock. “What? I was awake when you snuck out. Now I know what you were doing.”

“Clearly I wasn’t as subtle as I thought,” he muttered, reaching to adjust his specs again.

“Oh look! Seats!” Omega dropped her bag and fell into one, turning to wave you over.

“Were these you as well?” You asked Tech quietly.

“The fireworks are supposed to last approximately 15 minutes. I had assumed that by being on your feet all day and chasing Omega, you’d want to rest.”

“You assumed correctly.” Omega had taken the middle seat, cuddling up into you when you settled beside her. Tech sat on the other end, his trusty datapad in his hand as he counted down to the fireworks; and they started exactly when he said they would.

The fireworks were the best moment of the day, filling the sky with glittery flashes that lit up the world all around you. Omega laid her head in your lap and you rested a hand on her side watching the display together. You revelled in the deep bangs that seemed to explode in your chest and the fizzling crackles that popped in your ears. You’d never seen something so eye-catching and you were sorely disappointed when they finished; just a plume of white smoke the only evidence that they had happened at all.

“She’s asleep.” You glanced down at Omega and sure enough her eyes were closed, even breaths passing through her slightly open lips as she lay completely relaxed in your lap. “You’re good with her.”

“You think so?” Biting your lower lip you glanced over at Tech to find him looking at you both with a strange expression on his face that he tried to hide.

“I know so. Due to her nature she is exceptionally accepting but she does seem to favour you.” Gently you swiped some blonde strands out of her peaceful face, regretful that you were going to have to wake her soon.

“I think she’s great and after everything she’s seen and been through…she still has this innocence about her. She’s a credit to you all.”

“I don’t see us having much influence over her,” Tech said and you scoffed at his words.

“She idolises every single one of you.”

“That’s nice to hear,” you turned to find Hunter, Echo and Wrecker coming from behind. Tech stood up and greeted his brothers. Wrecker reached down and plucked the sleeping child from your lap, cradling her in his massive arms.

“Look at her,” he whispered in his gravelly voice. “This is the quietest she’s been for days!”

“Don’t wake her then, Wrecker!” Echo hissed as they made their way carefully down the stairs.

“Was it worth it?” Hunter asked you and the smile that spread over your face told him everything he needed to know.

“Thanks for lending us Tech. He did actually put a tracker on me,” you told Hunter who let out a soft chuckle.

“Good. I’d be having words with him if he didn’t.”

“You know, I’m scrappy. I can look after myself.” Hunter fixed you with a knowing glare and it reminded you so much of Tech for a moment.

“It’s what we do. Anyway we need you, Stitch. More than we like to admit.”

“Medics are everywhere,” you told Hunter with a quick roll of your eyes.

“Not ones, as good as you.” The pair of you stopped and looked back at Tech who came to an abrupt halt. “Well,” he adjusted his specs and lifted his datapad. “Stitch has performed 107 successful repairs on all of us together, the most drastic being my broken femur from the failed mission on Serenno. Not to mention the blaster shot to your chest and Wrecker’s shoulder. Also her continual observation of Echo…” Hunter gave his brother a lopsided smile and clapped him firmly on the shoulder.

“Now you’ve listed her best accomplishments, you can walk her home.” He melted into the shadows suddenly leaving you and Tech alone in the dark.

“Do you know the best route? I’m still not familiar with this part of town,” you admitted shyly.

“It won’t take us long,” he reassured you. The walk was quiet, you weren’t sure what to say to him and your feet were beginning to ache something drastic. You followed Tech onto a street you were familiar with and fished around in your pockets for the tracker.

“I should give this back.”

“Keep it. I have plenty.” Tech said quickly. He glanced at you and then continued. “It’s a modified one, with a panic option that goes straight to my datapad. Should you ever need it.” Your fingers closed round the tracker, suddenly finding it the most precious thing you had.

All too soon your door loomed and the pair of you stood under the small light that flowed on the outside.

“Tech…?”

“Yes?”

“I got you, something.” He watched curiously as you opened your bag and pulled out a small box, taking it gently when you offered it to him. “I hope it’s useful.” He opened the lid and revealed a brand new All-kit tool. The handle had a rubber grip, the alloy shiny from having never been used. At first Tech didn’t say anything, just reaching for the tool and you panicked, thinking you’d got something he really didn’t need. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know if you had one, I’ve never noticed you with one.”

“I don’t,” he interrupted. “I didn’t have one, until now.” He looked up to see the relieved smile cross your face and a small frown appeared on his own. “You shouldn’t be so worried, I am always in need of tools and this…” he pulled it from the box and with a flick began to cycle through the different heads. “It’s immediately my favourite,” he reassured you. “Which reminds me…” he put the box in his bag and extracted something that had you gasping a little. “I saw you looking at these but not actually buy one.” You took the purple fruit from his hand, trying not to over think the fact you both gave a gift during the Festival of Love. He probably didn’t realise the depth of the tradition and you were fine with that. Although out of the whole squad, he’d be the only one to know.

“Tech, thank you so much.” Emotion coloured your tone and you stepped closer to him. Gently resting a hand on his shoulder you made your intentions clear expecting him to pull away. When he didn’t you went ahead and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, breathing him in as you did. He lifted a hand to rest against your elbow, as though he was steadying you both. Your eyes were still closed as you pulled your lips into your mouth, reluctant to move away just yet. Tech’s quick breath fanned over your face as he pressed his forehead against yours. His fingers tightened on your arm and you both stood like that for a moment, just drinking in each other's closeness.

“Tech?” His com lit up with Hunter’s voice and you separated. Clearing your throat you backed up and allowed him to answer, telling Hunter he was all right and was just making his way back.

“Thanks, Tech.” You swallowed down the huskiness in your voice. “For today, for all of it. Get back safely, please.”

“Always,” he said, touching two fingers to his forehead and giving you the casual salute. “I’ll be back tomorrow to fix your droid.” He told you, walking backwards down the street, his gaze still fixed on you.

“I’ll be here,” you answered, leaning on your doorframe and watching him leave.

“I know.”

#tech tuesday #the bad batch #tech tuesday fic #tech x f!reader #the bad batch fic #all the boys #tech x reader #tech x you #mylifeisactuallyamess

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star2fishmeg · 9 months

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Personally a Housen/Oya babe myself but am curious to see the dynamic

#high&low #high&low x reader #high&low the worst #highandlow #high and low #high and low the worst x #oya high #white rascals #rude boys #daruma #senomon tech #sannoh hoodlum squad #high&low the worst x cross #daruma ikka

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cloneloverrrrr · 5 months

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heyyyyy can i request a fic from the smut prompts you reblogged recently 👉👈 specifically Tech x m!reader with “My little slut to ruin.” and “That’s it, fuck, that’s a good boy.”

Hey my angel I’m so sorry this took slightly longer😫

I have tried my best to write for sweet Tech and this is my first M x reader fic I hope it’s ok & you are happy with it ✨❤️🥲 if I have not wrote this correct or miss said anything LMK 🫶🏻

Dividers my my best boo @idontgetanysleep 🫶🏻

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𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 𝗦𝗠𝗨𝗧 , 𝗧𝗲𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗗𝗢𝗠, 𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 / 𝗱𝗲𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸, 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗢𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝗠 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴

Tech sat at his desk in the workshop, forever wanting to keep his hands busy with repairs or upgrades, seemingly whatever he can get his hands on and your hoping it’s you, the first time had opened your eyes to something new. You now know that Tech fucks just like he thinks- fast and without pause, completely merciless. And oh maker you needed it again.

Once more you found yourself in front of the door to his private quarters eagerly awaiting his touch. A soft knock at his door.

“Enter” you hear Tech along with a buzzing sound, clearly he was engaged.

“You wanted to see me sir?” In no way are you hiding the pathetic begging in your voice that you want him, want to be ruined by him.

“Affirmative” Tech speaks but his do not move from the device in front of him.

“Remove your items of clothing” his voice low, lower than usual and maker it got you hard.

You slowly begin to remove your clothes placing them neatly by his work desk. His eyes begin to study you yet he does not speak one word however the deep desire to ruin you is taking over as each second goes by.

“You’ve been working all day Tech let me take c..”

Your words cut off by an loud over the top selfish sigh, his hand gesturing you to stop speaking.

“I suggest you play with yourself whilst I get undressed. Do not make me wait longer than needed.”

Of course you do as your told for Tech, he fucks you so good you’d be a kriffing fool to now do as he says. You spit into your hand and gently fist your length, a breath hitches in the back of your throat and you bite your bottom lip, a feeble attempt to stifle your delicate moans.

He makes quick haste of removing his armour piece by piece, his blacks unable to hide the growing bulge. He sucks in a deep breath and something primal, something hungry flashed behind his goggles. The look had you feeling weak at the knees blood rushing to your sex already so fucking hard for him leaking beads of pre cum.

Before you could even speak Tech flipped you over onto your stomach, his lean muscular thigh pushed between your legs spreading you open for him to take as his. To claim.

The harsh possessive grip on your hips tingled your flesh as he pulled your ass up aligning you just right with his throbbing length. Tech bent over slightly spitting down your ass, deft fingers massaging the wetness.

He hums his approval.

Breathy groans fell from your lips.

You whimper as he slides into you with force, stretching your hole around his cock, the aches and stings send goosebumps erupting across your skin.

“Ohh Tech - fuck “ you rasp.

His pace slow at first allowing you time to adjust to his size. Without warning his calloused hands push you right down into the mattress , face pushed into the pillows. He lays down atop of you his thighs spread yours apart allowing deeper access and he fucks into you merciless.

Skin on skin, full heavy balls slapping against you, pants and groans fill the room.

“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good boy” his voice horse , strained.

Tech has bringing you to orgasm down to a science; he is in complete control of how long you both last.

He’s in control, he likes it and won’t give up. A mindless emotionless fuck and he wants to see you come undone for him.

“My little slut to ruin” he groans as his pants become faster.

He leans forward and places kisses your bare neck, dragging his tongue across your skin and grazing his teeth down your skin , you whine and groan in response, his pace becoming harder more vehement, ripping your hole apart and it feels so good, your sweet release oh so close.

Your fingers claw into the grey covers below you, your eyes shut as your face contours into blissful pleasure. Your throbbing cock desperate to cum. One last painful thrust has your body erupting pure rapture warm cum shoots out underneath you staining the sheets. Pitiful moans and chanting Techs name over and over fill the small room.

“Mmm good boy did that feel good?” His words stutter as his pace falters.

It doesn’t take long for Tech to paint your insides with warm thick ropes of cum. His strained cries such beautiful music to your ears.

Techs lithe body collapses against yours as he holds onto your shoulders. Finally as his breathing calms he gently removes himself from you placing a tender kiss at the base of your spine. Your contented sigh brings a small smile to his lips. Tech watches as you turn over to face him a devilish glee twinkling in your eyes.

“I take it you won’t plunder our little secret?” He says with a gravely voice as you begin to take his throbbing member in your mouth.

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Those Who Fight Together - part 3

Summary: Undescribed Jedi female continued story with The Bad Batch in 3rd person 🖤Smut with a Plot series🖤

Warning: NSFW, Crude language, Violence, PiV, Self pleasuring, Oral (m receiving), losing v card

Word Count: 6.5k

18+ NSFW NO MINORS

Part 2 Part 4

Story Master List

Echo had been sitting at the automatic pilots seat to long he started to doze out, continuous having to rub his eyes to stay awake. He took his feet off the dash and decided to get up and stretch. Pacing back and forth, trying to think of every possibility what could go wrong when they got back. Crosshair did always have a way of getting into everyone's heads, but he had to be right. Regs are one thing but one of us? Everyone already looks down their nose at us and it was probably going to get worse.

Echo missed that Tech was talking to him, "Can you repeat that?"

"Great, everyone one this ship is distracted. Although I don't get the appeal of the act. I said can you realign the map and the thrusters but .02, we seem to be slightly off course and slower then usual."

"Oh yes," Echo said hunching over the dataport and doing the readjustments, "There's a secure message from Commander Cody to Reaper, priority yellow."

"I'll wake her," Tech said turning towards the Generals room, content to have an excuse to see how she was doing.

He knocked but there was no reply, he opened to the door to find her back in her pajamas and in her blanket. Recalling the sounds she made with Hunter, he blinked a few time doing his best to mentally block it out. Why is suddenly bothering him was unknown. He put his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently. Her eyes fluttered and she sat up. She looked up at him with his very rigid posture fiddling with his googles.

"You have a secure message from Cody, priority Yellow," Tech said handing her a holo, wanting nothing more then to dismiss himself.

"Hey Reaper, I overheard General Kenobi talking about the artifact you're after. I reached out to a couple contacts to see what I could find, I know you have coordinates but the planet doesn't exists in our star maps but I was able to find a name 'Oribos'. Don't know if that helps, good luck. Cody out."

"Oribos? Doesn't sound familiar, I'm not seeing any record of it anywhere," Tech said typing into his datapad.

"I have," you took the pillow from behind you, screamed into it and put it back down, "According to legend is a moving Sith Temple on tiny planet that relocates itself every ten orbital periods."

Wrecker heard the scream from the General's room, preparing to beat up any of his brothers that cause her the discomfort "What did he say?" Wrecker said staring down at Tech.

"Wrecker, it wasn't me but Commander Cody's information rely," staring with the Holo of Cody.

"He's our favorite Reg."

"Gather the squad, and meet in the pit in five."

"Alright," Wrecker said backing his large frame out of the only way out, he relaxed knowing that it wasn't anything that they did. He liked having her on board, she was nice and all of his brothers seemed obsessed with her too.

Once they left you found the book you snuck out of the forbidden section of library and looked over the passages on Oribos to make sure you had your fact straight. You took the book with you to the awaiting squad.

"I guess I'm the late one," you said closing the book, "The place we're going is most definitely a suicide mission, you have follow my orders when we get there whether you like it or not," you paused to stare at Hunter for an extra second, "We're going to one of the mobile Sith Temples, it is going to be crawling with traps, spirits of the dead and we must get the artifact and implode the planet. We can't afford for them to continue using it."

"Wasn't this suppose to be a Jedi artifact?" Wrecker said looking around.

"That's what we originally thought, yes. It could still be possible, but it's in Sith territory we have to assume the worse."

"What did you mean you weren't a Jedi," Crosshair said, his eyes doing there best to cut through you.

"I am neither Jedi nor Sith, I am simply the collector. I retrieve artifacts of old to keep them from being destroyed or used, they are studied and hidden not even where the force could find them."

"But you take orders from the council?" Echo said rising an eyebrow.

"I take suggestions from the council, I am part of completely independent group of Force Users."

"That explains... a lot actually. Could you have actually court marshaled me?" Hunter said with a grin while Crosshair groaned.

"And executed without a trial if I felt you were a safety hazard to this mission but both are a lot paperwork and I have better things to do."

"See you got nothing to worry about," Wrecked said smacking Crosshair with his fist causing his chair to wobble, "my bad."

"How perceptive," he said pulling his lip back.

Crosshair brought his eyes to you, letting their dark depths peer into her. He didn't know quiet to feel about her but it put a knot in chest and he didn't like. He especially didn't like the fact that Hunter touched her or was in her. Anger boiled up, he curled his finger into balls making his knuckles turn white. He did his best to relax his hand but it didn't relax his anger.

"How about we make a small detour, to blow off some steam?" You said feeling the tension roll off of Crosshair and Hunter.

"Excellent idea, I'll look at the next inhabitant planet and take us down," Tech said thankful for an excuse not to be the buffer between his brothers this time.

"I'd love some target practice or a non slime ball canteen where I could actually enjoy a drink."

"We'll be landing in a moment," Tech said over their com links.

"Can I get one of those" your eyes widened.

"I think I have a spare in the parts drawer," Echo said getting up.

You followed him to a small crate in the corner, you watched him dig through to the bottom and pull out an arm attachment out of the bottom. Echo's dataport arm put went under hers and used his good hand to tie it. You had an urge to reach out to grab his implant and tell him that he's still a man and that his mechanics didn't effect that but you kept yourself silent... but that didn't last.

"Don't forgot that your implants are just enhancements you're still a man, not a machine."

"Thank you?" He said with a puzzled expression.

"I feel that it bugs you, it's just a reminder."

Echo walked through showing you how to use it. It was pretty simple process, there wasn't much to it. He kept glancing at you but you couldn't place the look.

"Did I upset you?" You asked.

"No," he didn't want to have his conversation with his brothers around, they accepted him right away although they did make the occasional poke at his alterations.

"You can talk to me later," you whispered.

Echo gave a little nod before sitting down as the Marauder made its descent towards the planet. He watched her as she stared at the floor, quiet. He wondered how much she could sense of feel, whether she could turn it off or was it constant, how tiring that could be. He's fought along side a lot of Jedi but never thought to ask. He caught her eyes looking at him before they went back to the floor. The ship landed and his brothers got off but she seemed to want to get off last, he started to follow the others but she put a hand on his shoulder.

"You went with them because you didn't want to face your brothers on Kamino. You shouldn't feel like it makes you less than, you lived to fight another day. You are without flaw Corporal," you said letting his shoulder go.

"Thank you, General. I needed that."

"I know" you smiled feeling his mind quiet a little, you turned down the reception of feeling so you didn't have to feel how loud each of their minds were.

You followed him out and the ship's ramp closed behind you. You looked around at the port you landed in when a ship catch your eye, a white GAR ship with a grey stripe. What we're they doing all the way out here? You noticed the squad noticing it too.

"I guess we start with that," Hunter said heading towards the ship, but quickly realized it was empty.

"Probably at the local canteen," Tech said pulling up a map on his pad, "this way."

You followed him to a building to semi blacked out windows but the lights flashing. They were must definitely inside. You pushed between the boys and walked in first to find Wolffe and the pack sitting at a table.

"Go first us a table, I'll catch up," you said practically sprinting towards them.

Wolffe grabbed his face and shook his head, "Trouble showed up boys."

"What are you boys doing out here?" You ask folding your arms.

"Trying to hide from you, but that seems impossible at thing point."

"Awe I know you loved me one eye," you said while he groaned, "is he-"

"Didn't make it..." Wolffe started looking down the rim of his glass.

You quickly walked over to the counter, got a drink and returned, "To those who fought," you said raising your glass.

"To those who fought," they said in return and all of you slamming back the bitter drink, "I got to get back to the rag tag team, you boys be careful."

You sent down your glass and some credits on the table, and pointed at your squad and ordered them drinks. Walking over to their table you let your knuckles tap on it doing your best to hold back tears.

"I need some air, drinks are coming."

Doing your best to hold your dignity together you got outside and let your back slide down the side of the building, your butt hitting the ground with a soft thud. You leaned your head back against the building. Tears started flowing out, you kept wiping them away but they didn't want to see to stop. You barely knew the trooper but it was tearing you up, you could picture his smile, the feel of his lips on yours and how he looked at you, as just another person not a Jedi. You put your head between your legs, your head slightly spinning. So many troopers dead and so many more would be gone before this war was over, anger started rising up. The pretentious Jedi council, they could have ended this but relied to make on politics and didn't see anything wrong with all of the death. You took a deep breath trying to pull yourself together. You felt a head on your shoulder to look up to find Echo standing there.

"I may have overheard, do you mind?" He said.

"Be my guest, don't think I'm the greatest company right this second."

"I've served with many Jedi in my time, I've not once seen any of them cry over the loss of one of us. We're just clones, expendable" Echo said taking a seat, his voice threatening to stumble over the last word.

"The clones are anything but expendable," pure rage slipping out, "You all are flesh and blood individuals, you may look the the same but are anything but."

"The Galaxy doesn't seems to think so."

"But do you really hold yourself in such low regard?" You snapped at him.

"No..." He bought his hand to your face and wiped more tears before returning his hands to his lap, "You don't need to beat yourself so hard, we're bred for this and he went out like any soldier dreams too."

That made you cry harder, they were bred for this and battle drilled into their heads basically since they could walk. Couldn't anyone see them as more? He rested his mechanic hand under your face and took his good hand to wipe away the tears.

"If more people saw what you see in us, I think things would be different. Come on, we should probably try to get inside," he said standing up offer his hand.

You take it, wiping more tears from your face to notice one single rolling down face and the distant look on his face. The pain rolled off of him, remembering all of his fallen brothers. This time you wiped his tear.

"I think if more people fought along side them they would. Let's head back in."

Wrecker was on the verge on heading out the door when he saw them walk back in, her eyes were pink and her face was kind of puffy, "Was she crying over the dead reg?"

"Perceptive as always"

Wrecker got up and walked over to her with an ear to ear grin, "Come here," he leaned down and picked her up around the waist swinging her around in a circle, "No need to cry, you got us General. Wwon't die on you."

"That perhaps wasn't the best choice of words," Tech said looking up from his informative bodily article, trying to understand the connection that happened between people and if there was something wrong with him.

"She might just kill us instead," Crosshair wrinkled his nose at his empty glass.

"Just you Crosshair," you said with Wrecker squishing you still spinning like it's nothing.

You wiggled your arms up how of hold and put them around his neck, "This is fun and all but the boy are staring," you said noticing the eyes looking you, "Can you put me down?"

"Finee," he said setting you down, "Did it at least cheer you up a bit?"

"Yeah Wrecker it did."

"Good, It was kind of fun. I wanna do it again, come here grumpy," Wrecker said reaching out for Echo before he had time to jump out of here.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh"

"General, I think you should at least see this," Wolffe said, causing you spin on your heel and look at the helmet in his hands.

The helmet was flipped bottom up to see where you see the inside, a picture of you in it. You took the helmet and spun it to see the two grey stripes on the helmet. You let out a deep breath trying to control yourself before handing it back.

"If you know where his body is and it's safe, bury him with it. Please."

Wolffe's eyes widen because he's never heard you say please "Oh I'll make it safe, come on boys we're going to do some target practice on some clankers."

"Thank you Commander."

"What are friends for?"

You smiled as he walked out, friends. It felt good, the Jedi didn't have attachments... but you could and would protect them until your last. You steadied Echo when Wrecker finally put him down, laughing at his very wobbly legs... you underestimated how wobbly and you both went down, you falling directly head first on his chest.

"Ow," Echo mumbled, "Really Wrecker? Really?"

"It was fun" he defended.

"You okay?" Echo said looking at you, making you realize you were still on his chest.

"Yeah," you said standing up and pulling him up, "Never better."

You took the seat between Hunter and Crosshair as another round of drinks were being bought over. Everyone needed to blow off steam and try to have some fun... but hopefully not to much fun that no one could fly the ship.

Hunter eyed Echo who wasn't making eye contact with any of them, "See what I meant?" Hunter said whispering in your ear.

"Keep whispering and I'll think your hiding something," Crosshairs voice was still cranky even after three drinks, unaware if they were helping his internal dilemma or not.

"Just trying to settle who's the better shot, me or you," doing your best to deflect the attention away as Hunter slipped his hand on top of your thigh.

"Is that even a question?" His eyes widening in disbelief.

"I guess we're just going to have to test that."

"This will be interesting," Tech said looking up.

"Or really stupid," Echo said squeeze the bridge of his nose.

"Awe you worried?"

"Maybe for someone's ego."

Hunter squeezed her thigh harder which made her back straighten to perfect posture, he made little circles with his index finger. Taking a drink he side eyed looked at her to measure her response before removing his hand and leaving it on table. He looked at Crosshair and Echo, both of them trying to give their best poker faces but falling miserably. He knew Crosshair had lashed the out in attempts to hide what he was truly thinking or feeling, but he was always a mystery. Echo however wore all of his emotions on his face no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Hunter eyed Tech, out of all of his brothers he doubted he had any interest in her. Maybe having a woman on board was a bad idea, especially one they all were interested in. A pit formed in his stomach, an uncomfortable realization came and he wasn't sure if he could give her that.

"Let's test that," Crosshair said finishing his drink, setting the cup down harshly.

"Maybe you aren't so boring after all," he watched her stand up, following her out.

They walked in silence to a near by rocky cliff with a brush of trees in the distance, "That tree, the one with the branch that jolts straight down."

You laid down in the rocks pulling your short rifle off your side. Your eyes trialed the sight lining it up the shot when you felt Crosshairs rifle lay on your shoulder, the barrel of it catching the side of your eye. Crosshair parted your legs with his body and put his elbow right against your ass, purposely wiggling it slightly to get closer to it.

"Now let's see who the better shot is," he said pulling the trigger.

The blast soared passed your ears but you were to distracted with how close he was to you. To even notice anything else. The accuracy with his shot and how just slightly he was leaning into your ass was enough to get a little water works flowing.

"Easy," you could hear the grin in his voice.

You took the shot the mark hitting slightly lower then his, "Farther?"

"The old one split in middle," Crosshair said looking at the tree several clicks further, blasting just one shot hitting the middle.

"Give me a challenge," you said blasting it, your shot this time a couple inches lower.

"The rock," Crosshair said looking far out at the single rock, it was even a little bit farther then his normal range for accuracy but it would at least make it interesting.

Your shot went even further down but still hitting it barely, Crosshair snickered his shot a little lower then the center but way better then yours.

"Not so Cocky now?" He laughed examining the where the two shots, "All talk no bite."

You adjusted your rifle and blasted five quick shots making a smiley face in the rock, "What we're you saying sniper?"

"I think she beat ya," Wrecker laughed somewhere behind us.

"You little..." he said firing further off, "There beat that."

You shoot, completely missed; without using the force you knew you couldn't hit that far, "Fine you win."

"I was always going to win," he said taking the rifle off your shoulder, standing himself up with his rifle it on his shoulder, "it was just a matter of time."

"What is your problem with me?" You rolled and flipped yourself up staring up at him.

"I don't think your fit to lead this squad for this mission."

"Why?"

Crosshair glared at Hunter, scowling at his brother,

"I think you're just mad it wasn't you," you pushed him backwards.

"You've probably been with every reg on Coruscant. I consider myself lucky," teeth bared at you.

"Say that again, I dare you."

"You'd like that wouldn't you to be called a wh-."

You shoved him as far with the force as you could of the rock zone, jumping to catch up bring your foot down on his chest. He grabbed your anklet and knocked you off balance. You tucked and rolled out of the way of his next punch.

"ENOUGH," Hunter shouted shoving himself in between you too, "That was way to far. Even for you Crosshair," Hunter said pulling the freshly gnawed on tooth pick out, "Given what I heard in your bunk the other night I don't think you care," Hunter attempted to whisper.

"Whatever," Crosshair said knocking his arm out of the way and walking off.

"Crosshair has always been severe, don't take it personally. It's his nature" Tech said following after him.

"That jump was awesome," Wrecker added trying to defuse the tension.

"Thanks big guy."

He still pissed you off but at least knowing who was toying with themselves while you were in the shower gave you some satisfaction. He was maddening but there was something about the perfect short smokey hair and the darkness of his eyes that were alluring. Getting back into the Maraunder you bee lined for your room. You took off for your room and face down flopped on your bed. Could you just get one simple day with out any complications?

Your door opened and someone walked through, "This better be important," you said propping your self up on your elbows so you could turn your head and see who was behind you.

He had an empty expression and a tooth pick in his mouth, leaning up again the wall staring at you.

"Wow, so statue worthy. What are you doing in here?" You ask twisting yourself around.

"Did you think of me while touching yourself in the shower?" He smirked.

"I have no idea what you're taking about. Now get out."

"I could hear you getting something out."

You got off the bed and stood infront of him returning his harsh gaze, "So were you. How about you just say what you want too instead of toying around it."

"I didn't like you screwing Hunter."

"You have been nothing but rude and disrespectful to me, why does that even matter to you-"

He shoved his mouth on yours, hot, heavy and demanding. He wasn't kind about the action. She infuriated him from the moment he saw her. He knew he was a disagreeable person with an abrasive attitude but she brought out feeling in him he didn't understand. She didn't push him away which surprised him, he put his hands to her hips and pushed her off much to her confusion.

"You deserve better," he said wiping his mouth and retreating out of the room.

"What in the Sith's hell just happened" you mumbled feeling the warmth in your lips to where his teeth had grazed.

You shook your head stripping yourself of your armor returning to a set of comfy pajamas.

Tech came walking in messing with his googles, "This seems to be an inconvenient time-" when he noticed the scene before him

"No come in, what's on your mind?" You asked, kicking the armor out of the way.

"What was the feeling like with Hunter?"

You let out a laugh louder then you wanted too, "I was not expecting that, I'm sorry. Can you be a little more specific?"

"Physically intimacy and it seems to be the only thing on their mind. I don't quite understand the appeal;"

"It's a tight feeling in your lower abdomen-"

"I am aware of the physical effects, I was referring to during the actual act."

"I can't really describe it, it's an adrenaline rush when your instincts just kind of take over."

"Hmm, thank you. Not very helpful."

"Come here," you patted next to you on the bed.

Uncomfortably Tech shifted weight the pro's and con's but decided on sitting. Tech wasn't going to pretend the prospect didn't interest him in the slightest, but he wanted to know what made it so mind consuming. You traced a finger from his knee towards his crotch, then from his lips to collar bone and finally down down his spine.

"I don't know if you experience things the same way we do, but it's kind of like that. The anticipation of what's next but in a pleasuring way."

"Fascinating, people find that arousing?"

"You've never...?"

"I haven't seen the point, it's not essential information to preform my task."

"How about a partial demonstration for... scientific purposes?"

"I suppose it would help me better understand."

You walked over the door looking at him while throwing the latch to keep the door shut, he stood and up started taking off his armor pieces just leaving him in his blacks. You dropped your pants and upclipping your bra just leaving your panties on and lose shirt on and pulling the black shirt over his head. You gently pushed him towards the beds and he got the hint to lay down.

You let your tongue trace from his abs up to his neck, "You are going to have to tell me what you like," you murmured in his ear.

"The center of my chest made my heart rate spike a little bit."

"I need you tell me which three of these sensations feel better" you said alternating between kissing, licking, sucking and biting down his chest until where his blacks met his hips.

"The licking and sucking definitely did the most."

You dropped your eyes to notice a very slightly bulge starting, "Good."

You let your tongue trace his pecs and each muscle covered rib sucking a tiny trail down, letting your tongue trace the protruding muscle ridge around his hips.

"That feels good" Techs voice started shaking, it was quiet a pleasurable experience just being touch.

You hovered over him, letting your tongue trail from up grazing his Adam's apple and eventually kissing him letting one hand wander down to his blacks. You slipped your hand under the waist band running your fingerings along the little blood veins that stuck out. He inhaled sharply, a small amount of haziness beginning to cloud his vision. Your fingers find the tip and his hips buck out a little.

"Do you want more or do you think that's enough data for today?" Letting your fingers gently stroke one side.

"I am quiet over stimulated that my cognitive ability has declined a small amount. Will that wear off by its self within a reasonable amount of time or does this need to be completed?" His voice hitched every couple words.

"Sometimes it can take an hour or two. It's your call."

"Then let's proceed, it'll be my shift in an hour and I have to be-" you cut him off wrapping your whole hand around his cock, giving it a few pumps.

You removed your hand and pulled his blacks down to ankles, not quiet sure if you wanted to spend the time taking his boots off. You nuzzled yourself between his legs looking down at his arisen cock, letting your hand guide along the length of it. Keeping one hand on his pulsing dick you brought your other hand over his shoulder so you could stare down at him watching the complete haze take over his eyes with him trying to control his breathing.

"Hand, mouth or my soft bits."

"What do you recommended ?"

Tech was in over his head, but had to return to a state of normalcy so he be proficient, the racing heartbeat or the pound pulse between his legs had to subside. He tried to keep his hands still at his sides not knowing what to do with them, she interlaced one hand with his. Her touch was soft and warm, her mouth was even warmer against his. He may have thought he was above such behavior but biologically he did have a deep urge to finish.

Her other fingers racked against Google band, "I want to be able to see this," he didn't know why that came out so suddenly but he was happy when she smiled at him.

He thought she was tender even with him, from what little he knew about the act it was always anything but and this was definitely unlike the noises he heard when she was with Hunter, this was something else.

Keeping one of your hand interlaced, you trailed back down him bringing your tongue to the bottom side of his cock and licking up to the tip. Your tongue played with tiny split before taking him into your mouth. Instinctively he bucked his hips shoving him further into your mouth. You smiled around his cock looking up to see him staring down at you and his lips parted. Your tongue stroked the bottom of him while the small ridges the top of your mouth rubbed against the tip. You watched as his other hand went to his hair, taking a fistful of it. A tiny bit of pre cum escaped, a little moan escaped him. Your mouth retracted to the tip, sucking your cheeks in to add more suction as you took all of him into your mouth and even the beginning of your throat which moan him moan even more. You sucked harder when you felt his legs under you start shaking.

Your free hand trialed to the soaking parts, there was something so beautiful about someone's first especially someone who deserved it to be someone who actually cared. Your fingers found your clit, circling around your head causing little jerks in your hips and your breathing to stop and start. You moan reverberated on his cock causing it squirm in your mouth. Your hole started pulsating without anything in it, yearning for it to be filled but you didn't want to put him in this time; you just wanted him to enjoy it.

You stuck your fingers inside yourself, "Tech.." you moaned feeling what was was coming from your core to your toes trying to curl.

More salt escaped him, you took him back as far as your throat would allow. You kept bobbing your head, just barely and swallowing trying to coax his orgasm. It didn't take that long after moaning name. A lot came pouring from him down your throat, probably the most you've swallowed at one time. You opened your mouth but letting your tongue trail up getting any thing you missed and flicked it over the tip.

You were still on the verge of orgasming when he took your chin, "Look at me until you cum, I want to know if the response is the same" he said panting, sweating glistening down his chest and forehead.

Your whole body started shaking, your eyelids fell to have slits and you could barely keep your mouth closed. It was an intense almost painful release as you covered your hand with your own cum. Your hips and toes hurt from how hard you had them curled. His face was hard to read but he pulled you up and laid you next to him, both your legs still twitching.

"That was... unique," his voice trembled, looking at where he was finally beginning to soft and then at you.

You placed your hand on his chest and it shook slightly to the touch, "I don't know what was... I don't even think I could describe it," you said in disbelief.

"It's not always like that?" He asked trying to relaxing himself

"It's stronger depending on you're connection to the person."

"What was it like with Hunter?" He asked trying to distract himself from what just happened.

"Felt like I was going to be sick.. but in a good way and then really tired."

"That's how I feel," Tech said feeling his heart pound all over.

Putting yourself under his arm you put your leg on top of his, and listened to his uneven breathing. His face was unreadable besides the small tremble of his lips. You down to see a little more fluid had spilled out of him. You wiped it off of him and stuck it in your mouth lapping it up, another soft moan escaped him.

"You held back a lot of noises didn't you?" You asked him.

"Indeed. It was... a lot of stimulus at one time."

"Sorry, I probably should have used my hand."

"It was still quite pleasant. I'm not sure if my legs could support me right now."

"I don't mind if you stay until your shift."

You grabbed his hand laid it with yours on his chest, his breathing finally starting to steady. It was peaceful. You looked at him, taking his form in. A single tear escaped your eye.

"Did I inadvertently do something?" Tech asked puzzled.

"No. You didn't do any thing, handsome," the compliment slipping out.

"Then what is it?" He flustered shifting his googles.

"Worried you all will die too"

"While it is bound to happen, that is not something you need to concern at this moment."

"Do you know that you smell nice?" You asked changing the subject.

"Given how much I was sweating, I doubt that."

"No you do," you said licking the semi dried sweat on him.

He shuddered a little bit, "I feel obligated to let you win this."

"Thought so," you said letting out a laugh, "Does this complicate things?"

"If you're meaning between us then no."

"Good."

"You're still thinking about it aren't you?"

"Yeah..."

Tech rolled himself over you, pinning you under him, "I also feel obligated to try to distract you," leaning down and kissing you.

Tech scolded himself, he wasn't versed in ways to comfort someone but hoped this enough to take her mind off of it. He didn't want to talk about how he was very aware she was going to outlive all of them whether they died in battle or the accelerated aging. However he could make her happy in the now.

He kissed down your neck, you could tell he was trying to imitate what you did trying to figure how what he liked... he was very good at figuring things out. He slide his hand under your shirt gently scooping your breast up and running his thumb over your nipple. It harden to his touch, he slide the baggie shirt over your head leaving your chest exposed for him to look down at. His fingers traced were he had put the patches when you were done with Hunter, conflict read across his face.

"Your turn, what is it?"

"If leaving the marks hurt why people do them, I understand it’s a territorial mark but besides that what is the appeal?"

You pulled the side of his throat to your mouth, sucking each kiss down until you finally the perfect spot, "Kriff" the moan escaped him almost like a plea which caused you to suck harder on the spot.

"Because of that feeling," you said letting go.

"That... elicited a reaction."

"Do you want me to help you with that again?"

Tech’s leg involuntarily started lightly shaking, he finished kicking off his shoes and his blacks. "I rather this time be more pleasurable for the both of us. Because this time it feels... more painful."

Your hand fluttered to his cock, it was definitely harder then before with warm droplets of precum falling on on your stomach. A very light red glow spread across his face, who pulled a hand up to fix his googles. You put it together he does it when he's nervous and found it seriously cute.

You pulled your underwear to the side, "Do you want to be on top? Or do you want me riding you?"

He inserted himself slowly into your soaking hole, gliding in without any resistance. He pulled himself almost all the way out slowly pushing it back in. He was gently scooping his arm under your armpit so he could hold the back of your neck. Your core tightened pulsating your vagina around him. A string of moans escaped him each louder then the last.

"Quiet, the other are going to hear."

"They already have," Tech said quickening his strokes, "I'll let them hear you instead," he added being a little rougher with his pounding making your vocals louder then his.

With his grip on the back of your neck he tilted your head towards his, “Say my name again,” he deliberately slowed his pace nearly pulling out each time before gliding back in.

Your eyes were barely staying open, “Tech… please.”

“Krifff—“ he said pounding himself into you full force, trying to control how loud you both were forgotten.

Tech didn’t understand where the sudden feeling came from, sex was a basic human desire but one that had alluded him until now. He wanted nothing more then to cum in you, he was starving and wanted nothing more then to feast upon you to get this urge out of his body so he could go back to normal. He watched as your eyes kept threatening to shut but would jolt back open with every thrust back in.

“Tech- I’m going to—” you felt your hips start tilting forward, toes curl and your cum coat his cock.

“If you can do one more time,” he panted, his abs visibly tensing and relaxing.

You quickly moved two fingers down to your clit and went to town on it, causing your complete lower half tremble. It wasn’t long until you came again completely squishing his cock with your orgasm causing him to paint your insides white and he kept going until he was sure everything was out.

“I could do that all day…” Tech said trailing off.

“If it’s like that every time, I’d let you” you panted, barely being able to hear anything over your raging heartbeat.

"Tech. You're never late," you both heard Echo's voice from Techs com-link.

You giggled as he got up and nearly failed visually watching his thigh muscles twitch, "I'll be there in a couple moments," quickly retrieving a small towel from his tactical belt pouch so he could dry off his soaked dick to put his clothes back on and tossed you the mink towel.

You folded in up and put your underwear back correctly so it could hold the towel in place, "I'm gonna to shower, I'll leave after you."

"There isn't much on this ship that happens without each other knowing and given how loud we both were more then likely everyone knows.”

“Yeah everyone knows, and we’re going to talk about it as soon as reaper gets out of shower,” you both heard Hunter say through the coms.

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ayyyy-le-simp · 11 days

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IM MISSING MY BABY

And then

ILL BE DREAMING OF YOU TONIGHT

TIL TOMORROW

ILL BE HOLDING YOU TIGHT

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av-ixkast · 1 year

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Fan fic writers please please PLEASE tell me youre going to use techs new nickname, Ace. I love it.

#tbb s2 #the bad batch #the bad batch x oc #the bad batch x reader #tech x reader #Filoni you broke my bois leg but thank you for this

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tinywitchgoblin · 1 month

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Can I ask what ship requests are??

Hello! Of course you can ask <3

A ship request is where you send me an ask (anonymously or not, I don't care) telling me all about yourself. This includes stuff like age (or approx. age if that's where your comfort level is), hobbies, zodiac signs/personality types, physical traits, likes/dislikes, your job field, etc. Get creative with it!

Once I receive the ask, I'll determine who I'd ship you with out of a certain group of people (in this case, TBB unless otherwise requested) and I'll write a little blurb about how you and the person meet, how you get along, ways of bonding, etc. Typically they're SFW unless you request NSFW (in that case, I do at least need an age range). It's super fun and I love doing them!

If anyone has any more questions and/or you want to submit a ship request, send me an ask. Also, please reblog this so that more people can join in on the fun!

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toska-writes · 11 months

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This is from an anon which I loved! It was just a tad too long to add here!

“Dog Days”

Read here on Ao3 (✩)

Summary: for the first time in a long long time your feeling under the weather- it works out well though that you have 6 people that will make you feel much better

Pairing: The bad batch x GN padawan reader (Platonic with every member of the batch)

Warning: Needles only in one spot Mentions of being sick/ throw up- nothing that graphic really

Word count: 1627

Notes: This ask was so well written and honestly I couldn’t stop thinking about it! (Be ready for a bunch of Cody stories coming up- I have many asks for him)

“It would be wise if you both weren’t so close to them.” Tech walked into the room again scrolling through his data pad quickly. “It’s unprovable but you both could still become ill yourselves.”

You felt Crosshair shift under you for a moment and then put a hand carefully on your shoulder. “I’ll take my chances.”

“Me too!” Omega chimed in as snuggled closer into your side.

Tech sighed for a moment before walking over to the trio and placed a hand to your forehead.

“I’ve spent all morning trying to figure something out to contradict the illness, nothing so far.”

Crosshair glared at his older brother for a moment. “While your doing that why don’t you keep it down.” The words barely scraped pass his teeth. “I was hoping that they’d be falling asleep.”

“Don’t worry Cross I don’t think I could go to sleep at all.” Your groggy voice sounded muffled as you dug your throbbing face closer into Crosshair.

To be honest you haven’t been able to sleep all night to this morning. Stomach pains and throwing up have made sure of that.

Not braking eye contact with whatever he was reading Tech got up and started to walk to the cockpit before he looked over his shoulder.

“Omega Hunter is looking for you.”

“Awe.” Displeased she started to get up and out of the bunk you all were laying in. “But I want to stay and make sure they’re alright.”

“Believe me Omega I’m not going anywhere.” You spoke between coughs as you felt her get up and walk out the darkened room with Tech.

Crosshair returned the blanket over your shoulders and slid down the wall he was currently leaning back on.

Moments or hours could have passed, you couldn’t tell as your eyes tried to flutter shut but was interrupted by various things.

You didn’t hear when Echo entered the room or even when he crouched near the edge of the bunk.

“Hey Y/N.” Your eyes snapped to him for a second realizing he was with you too. “I brought you some soup that hopefully you’ll be able to keep down.”

You went to sit up for a moment and felt Echo help you up so you still leaned against Crosshair. Looking back at him you saw his head bob down and soft snores were coming from Crosshair’s mouth.

“Thanks Echo.” You whispered as you rubbed your eyes.

“Of course, you know this meal always use to make me feel better whenever I was under the weather.”

You smiled to yourself slightly as Echo came and sat next to you on the bunk; soup in his hand. “Fives sounds like a great guy.” Without knowing your head swayed slightly down and rested onto Echos cold shoulder.

“He is.” Was all he responded before bringing a spoon to your mouth. “Of course I’m no cook but you couldn’t possibly mess up this recipe.”

The soup danced happily on your tastebuds, the flavor was comforting enough where you didn’t have to worry about it staying in your stomach for a short period of time.

“Wow that is really good.” You whispered again, of course not being able to have real food in a matter of a few days made you a little biased but it was delicious nonetheless.

The bowl was emptied in a matter of minutes, you were unbelievably grateful for Fives’ amazing feel better soup.

“Here let me get Crosshair up so you could try and get some rest.” Echo spoke softly as he quietly got up from his spot.

“Let him sleep a little more at least.” Your hand shook as you reached out for Echo. The night before neither of you got a wink of sleep, Crosshair would doubt it if asked, but his eyes burned this morning from staying awake all night just in case anything happened. It eased you last night knowing he was there.

You could make out Echo nodding before exiting the room again, light barley flooded in as you saw a much bigger silhouette walk into the room.

“Aye there kid.” Wrecker wasn’t the best a whispering. Crosshair shifted slightly against you as you tried to lay you both down so Cross wouldn’t have to sleep sitting up.

Wrecker patted your head for a moment when you got situated then added. “You know I just thought Lula could help ya feel better.”

You could only smile to yourself despite how you felt as the soft material made its way into your arms. “It’s a bummer being sick but Lula was always there for me so I thought-“

“Thank you Wreck, I feel better already.” Brining Lula tightly in your arms and under your chin you could make out the smile of Wrecker.

“Sleep well with her.” Wrecked fixed your blanket as well and tried his best to walk quietly out of the room.

Crosshair moved around once again and brought an arm over your torso. “He’s so unbelievably loud.” He murmured slightly, the words still laced with sleep.”

You rolled yours eyes slightly burying your head into the pillow bellow you. “Mmm.” You replied slightly as you were racked with coughs. However this time you could finally close your eyes to sleep.

Sweat soaked your body as you quickly sat up to the displeasure of the headache that pierced your skull. You didn’t know how long you were asleep or if your were in the same bunk as before.

“Woah woah kids it’s ok.” You looked around for a moment as your eyes landed on Hunter, his hands placed on your heaving shoulders. “I just came to check up on you, good timing I guess.”

Leaning forward slightly you crashed into the shoulder of the sergeant that was kneeled in front of you. “It’s gross in here, I don’t wanna get Cross sick.”

“I gotcha I gotcha.” One hand rubbed over your back beige scooping you into his arms. Before you felt the bed leave from under you you quickly grabbed hold of Lula and brought her close to you.

The lights of the marauder were quite bright compared to where you were laying all day, however the sun had already set behind the widow as you were brought into the cockpit.

Hunter left your side for a moment then returned seconds later as you felt a cool cloth pressed to your forehead.

As you adjusted your eyes met the worried ones of Hunter. The sweat from the fever poured down your face but the cloth helped enough to put you at ease.

“Sorry Hunter.” You could see the discomfort along the fine features of his face as he tried to mask them.

“What are you talking about kid? You got nothing to worry about.” You knew he was lying, his senses were probably flaring up with the sickness you had. It made sense why you didn’t see him for a portion of the morning.

Omega was at his side along with Tech holding some sort of medical equipment.

“Feeling better Y/N.” The curious girl asked parking herself at your side yet again. If you were at 100 percent you would be able to practically feel the worry pouring off of her, but your senses were dulled.

“Yeah Omega I am.” You answered before looking at Tech. He patted Hunter on the shoulder as Tech motions to the control panel.

“This should help you to feel better in no time.” Tech said matter-of-factly. “However it does come in the only form of a shot.”

At this point you’d do anything to get over this feeling. You slightly nodded your head as Omega grabbed onto your hand. She could understand and knew why you didn’t like needles and she made sure you were comforted as Tech quickly stuck it into you shoulder.

“I would suggest more rest for you now until tomorrow morning when we’ll have to give you another injection.” Tech helped you up slightly.

“Why don’t you stay in my room?” Omega perked up taking your other arm around her shoulder.

Both you and Tech nodded as you made your way to the little nook that was transformed into a room just for the girl.

Omega pilled blankets upon blankets onto your shivering form but also made sure to drape the cold cloth on your forehead.

“Is that alright?” She asked coming to lay down beside you.

“Perfect Omega you’ve done so much for me.” You stomach made you curl up on yourself and into the small girls frame.

Omega looked you over worried for a moment before pushing some hair away from your face.

“Hey how about a story to help pass the time hm?” She asked now burrowing into the blankets next to you.

The comforting voice of the girl you considered now a little sister spoke calmly retelling many exciting stories from her time on Kamino. A few made you laugh as your eyes got heavier and heavier as minutes passed by.

“And then you wouldn’t believe it he-“ Omega trailed off slightly looking down to the sleeping form curled up close to her. The rise and fall of your chest was even for now and she couldn’t help the smiled that leaked onto her face.

In the deep depths of sleep your brow eased slightly as the pain no longer bothered you when you weren’t conscious. One last time she tucked a piece of your hair back slightly before taking your lead and closing her eyes as well, knowing at least for now you were alright.

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