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"Ballroom Blitz"

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Used BOTH of your prompts:

"This is not a clone clubhouse." Appears in this introduction.

"I don't believe that is the proper use of delicate equipment."

Characters: Hunter, Tech, Wrecker and 3 female OC's to pair with them. Stayed away from the tropes mentioned that you didn't want used. Had these OC's dancing around in my mind for several months...and YOU gave me the inspiration to use them! Thank you!!!

Story is written in third person as I LOVE supporting characters and being omniscient about the surrounding environment, building it up like YOU are watching a movie.

Summary: Clone Force 99 visits a dumpy nightclub for "science". These guys can't stay out of trouble. Tech finds friendship, Hunter figures out a secret, and Wrecker falls in love for the first time.

Word Count: 3.2K

Warnings: Swearing, fighting (no blood), explosion, fire, clone angst, sexual suggestion only.

Dancers waited behind the stage for their cue scanning the club’s dance floor. 

A Chiss named Saxe remarked with a disgusted look as she spied numerous shiny's among the crowd, "This is not a clone clubhouse."  

Rueby rolled her eyes at Saxe and sassed, “Honey, I thought this was a clone WHOREHOUSE!” 

The other dancers laughed at the clap back. Most of them KNEW the clones enjoyed the woman, men, and the genderfluid staff genuinely, happy to lap up the attention, tipped handsomely, and brought their favorites gifts as often as they had GAR leave to visit. Plus, they were handsome, non-threatening...most of the time. Usually only did the occasional stupid thing, which the Republic covered for monetarily. 

However, there was the rare dancer that didn’t appreciate these men. Usually, the uppity, better-than-you types. Rueby shot a disdainful glance at Saxe who backed off. Saxe then exited the stage to relieve one of several cage dancers. 

Rueby took a deep breath and did her most inspiring power pose, psyching herself up for the next number.  

She made her entrance oozing sass and sex appeal.  Cat walking, swinging her hips and ass.  Kill you/fuck me eyes trained on the audience.  All 6 and 1/2 ft of strongly muscled dancer's frame with ONE mission in mind: TO SLAY! 

MUSIC FOR THIS FIC!

The seedy club flooded with patrons.  Officially over capacity for fire code and safety.  But the deadbeat owner of the Flushed Orchid considered this a suggestion and not a rule.  He paid off the authorities to stay open.  They looked the other way on fire codes, treatment of his dancers, dealing of spice/death sticks/sketchy backdoor tub liquor, along with other unsavory activities. 

Rueby gyrated and flipped her hair around to the eardrum splitting music.  Multicolored lights trained on her through the dark while she danced her heart out on the elevated stage. She LIVED to dance. The harder, louder, and dirtier the music, the better. A collective whoop went up from the crowd as she backflipped and ended up in the splits on the floor. 

Hunter, Wrecker, and Tech wandered into the club taking in the chaos.  

“Eh...if you guys want to leave; I have no problem...” Hunter wasn't really a fan of the lights, noise, crush of people pressing by, or the prospect of getting a beer spilled on him. 

“The Coruscant Guard HIGHLY recommended this establishment.”  Tech practically yelled over the din.  “I’m here to conduct RESEARCH.” 

Hunter wrinkled his nose. “Tech, this place is a DUMP!” 

“True, it’s not 79’s. My data gathering there is complete.  I required another study environment.” 

“WHAT WERE YOU STUDYING?”  Wrecker’s regular voice could be heard perfectly within the loud environment. 

“The pre-mating rituals of the general populace of Coruscant.”  Tech answered.  “Specifically, their affinity for meeting at extremely loud and crowded places that handicap their ability to communicate effectively.  In addition, to observe how the consumption of alcohol changes the degree of their deeply held inhibitions.” 

Hunter shook his head.  “Go head, gather ‘data’.  I’m going to the bar to inhibit my senses.” 

Tech made a beeline for the stage.   

Wrecker followed...then he spotted Rueby! 

A beautiful, strapping Zeltron woman, with ample hips, and a Calypgian behind.  Her smooth skin was a beautiful shade of passionate red. Wrecker heard of legends regarding woman warrior giantesses.  Women almost as large as himself.  Probably even strong enough to sweep him off his feet.   

And she was hanging upside down off a metal pole, sensually caressing her deep indigo hair. 

Wrecker followed Tech through the crush of gyrating bodies on the dance floor.  They could only get 20 feet from the stage. 

Tech was too busy being IN the crowd, watching the “pre-mating ritual” of the people around them. 

Wrecker was entranced.  Rueby was now SPINNING ON THE POLE and holding herself horizontally off it with minimal effort!  While wearing stiletto boots.  

Rueby DEFINITELY noticed Wrecker.  She smiled right at him and released pheromones in her excitement. 

Honestly...this was a FIRST for Wrecker.  He usually noticed food, bombs, and the infatuations of his brothers.  For himself...it just never seemed to be the same. 

Until tonight.  Wrecker was experiencing an AWAKENING. 

Meanwhile, at the bar, Hunter flagged down Tipsy, the Twi ’lek barkeep.   

“What’ll it be Handsome?” She usually flirted playfully with the patrons.  And her tips reflected the extra attention they appreciated. 

“Take some Spotchka.” Hunter smiled. 

Tipsy filled the glass, sliding it across to Hunter.  “YOU boys don’t strike me as the usual clones who hang out here.  What’s your story?  IF you care to tell...” 

Hunter sipped his drink.  The lavender hued lady taking an interest had him rethink hurrying Tech and Wrecker out of the bar early. 

“We’re defective.  Belong to Clone Force 99.” 

“Oh!  Heard about you guys!!!”  Tipsy leaned forward on the bar taking extreme interest.  “Crazy stories.  You guys are OFF THE CHAIN!” 

Hunter grinned.  “Hm...we get the job done.” 

“Good looking AND capable.” she winked. 

Hunter blushed and took another sip. 

Several Reg clones and a Gotal summoned for service at the other end of the bar. 

“Be back later.  Gotta serve the patrons.” 

Hunter watched her go, grinning into his glass. 

Vix loaded up her tray and waded out into the tight crowd.  She HATED nights like this.  Being short and petite felt stifling in the crush of bodies.  On top of that, carrying a tray full of drinks and hoping not to spill anything was nerve wracking. 

She was SO CLOSE to earning enough money to quit this dump and start school.  Her plans were to study Botany off-world.  The thought of sitting in a quiet hololibrary and studying up on plant life relieved a bit of stress until... 

...someone YANKED on her tail!  Vix yelped angrily, baring her teeth. 

SHE WAS SO SICK OF THIS SHIT!!! 

Tech heard Vixs’ protest and looked up from his holopad. 

He noticed she was a small Amaran female who seemed to be in pain.  Their eyes met briefly.  His in query to her predicament, her’s in frustration. 

Vix flattened her ears and turned away from Tech to the large Houk holding her tail in his grasp. 

“Hello foxy lady.”  He leered. 

“Sir, the view is the ONLY thing I’m obliged to give you.  Let go of my tail!”  Her anger rising. 

“Aww...such a cute little angry redhead...” 

“I do believe the lady politely requested that you release her coccygeal vertebrae.”  Tech was now standing next to Vix. 

“Wut?” The Houk was dumbfounded. 

“HE SAID LET GO OF MY TAIL, YOU ASSHAT!” Vix screamed above the din of the nightclub.  Some of the patrons stopped dancing, turning to watch the fracas. 

The Houk’s attitude went from stupid to vitriol.  “BITCH!” 

Vix had enough.  She threw the tray of drinks at him. 

He finally let go of her tail.  But he went for the throat with his big hammy hands. 

Tech pulled her out of the way, the Houk stumbled past knocking over patrons.  Many of the dancers stopped and stared at the altercation. Some of the clones stepped up to assist but fell back seeing it was only the Defective Clones who were in a bind. 

The Houk got up and ran for them again.  Vix yanked the holopad from Tech’s hands and threw it with all she had, hitting the Houk right between the eyes.  It stopped him only minimally, as he bellowed in anger. 

"I don't believe that is the proper use of delicate equipment" Tech quipped as the Houk picked him up off the ground and was lifted above its head. 

“Oh...NO... I’M SO SORRY!!!” Vix was terrified Tech would meet his end trying to help her. 

Tipsy and Hunter were really hitting it off, until... 

Her eyes went wide in horror, pointing over Hunter’s shoulder “Is THAT one of your guys over there???” 

Hunter spun around to see Tech being held aloft horizontally above the crowd by an angry Houk.  To his credit, Tech looked extremely calm.  But the Houk looked as though he was going to throw Tech across the room. 

“WHAT THE KRIFF DID HE DO???”  Hunter just wanted a drink or two, then leave to go to bed.  

There was NO way Hunter was going to get across the bar to save Tech’s ass in time.  Too many bodies in the way...but he tried to wade through... 

Until Wrecker’s fist connected with the Houk’s face.  He went down like a sack of bricks.  Wrecker caught Tech from falling into the crowd. 

That move caused TOTAL MAYHEM!  Drunken patrons with pent up emotions took this as a sign to commence in a BAR FIGHT!!! 

People started screaming, fighting, breaking things. Mob mentality took over, infecting the whole establishment. 

Wrecker stood above the fray with his tall frame.  Still holding Tech to keep him from being dragged under in the craziness.  Vix wasn’t as lucky. 

“Vix!”  Rueby yelled from the stage.  Wrecker turned to see his Zeltron crush dive off the stage into the crowd like it was a river.  She came up pushing bodies furiously away from her path.  One patron decided he wanted to throw a punch her way.  She picked his ass up and threw him across the room. 

“Rueby!  HELP!!!”  Rueby pushed and struggled her way through the crowd towards the small panicked voice.  Then dipped down below the frenzied sea of bodies.  A minute later, Rueby emerged pushing bodies out of the way while holding Vix. 

Someone’s death sticks ignited something flammable in the room, and huge flames erupted.  The patrons who weren’t fighting were pushing and trampling each other to escape the burning building. 

“WRECKER!  TECH!!!”  Hunter was now caught in the fray and being pulled away from his brothers. 

“RUEBY!”  Tipsy could see Hunter was too far out in the crowd to bring him back to the bar.  “Help him!  WE ALL HAVE TO GET THE KRIFF OUT OF HERE!!!”  Tipsy pointed to Hunter.  Then she grabbed a chair, busted out the window, and jumped through it. 

Rueby recognized the boys by their matching armor, knowing they belonged together. 

“HEY BEEFCAKE!”  She yelled to Wrecker.  “GO OUT THROUGH THE BACK STAGE!  I’LL GET YOUR SERGEANT.” 

Wrecker nodded. 

“WAIT!”  Rueby yelled.  “CATCH!!!” 

She tossed Vix over the heads of the crowd to Wrecker.  He shifted Tech to his right arm and caught Vix with his left.  She yelped in terror.   

“Hold on!”  Tech grabbed onto Vix “This is going to be a VERY bumpy ride!!! 

Wrecker mowed through the crowd, hip checking people out of the way and hopped up on the stage. 

Rueby pushed and body slammed people out of the way best she could in the chaos.  Reaching out to Hunter as he extended his hand to her.  She grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him up and out of the crowd.  As her other hand could reach, she grasped the front of his armor and yanked him up over her shoulder...like he was a tiny child. 

Hunter was used to Wrecker doing this, but not a beautiful strapping woman wearing next to nothing.  She was holding his leg with one hand and gripping his buxom bottom with the other.  He could feel the fire, smell everything burning, the screams of fear were too much for his ears...it ALL was too much for him right about now. 

He just wanted a drink.  How did everything go SO WRONG??? 

Rueby managed to make it to the stage.  Wrecker set down Tech and Vix.  Then pulled Rueby up.  She set Hunter down. 

“We gotta bolt!  When the bar catches fire, WE’RE BANTHA BARBECUE!!!” 

Everyone ran like hell to the backstage exit. 

Hunter, Vix, and Tech made it out first.  They ran behind the trash dumpster for safety. 

Rueby and Wrecker barely made it out when all the alcohol in the bar ignited. 

The back door blew off its hinges, slammed into Wrecker, who slammed into Rueby.   

Hunter, Vix, and Tech watched their friends literally ride the heavy metal door across the back courtyard, over the tower railing...screaming bloody murder all the way. 

They disappeared out of view... 

...as their screams carried off into the distance...and down. 

“HOLY SHIT!” Hunter was mortified. 

“They...are they...” Vix couldn't even finish. 

“Sounds as though they are in freefall.” Tech’s head was cocked, listening.  “It’s an awfully long fall down to The Bottoms of Coruscant.” 

They ran past the courtyard, up to the railing, and leaned over... 

...to see Rueby and Wrecker hugging each other tightly, sitting on the steel door like a magic carpet as it gracefully glided up towards them. 

“How the HELL???”  Hunter was STILL mortified. 

Tech was glad he recorded the whole ordeal.  What an amazing visual. 

The door glided up over their heads coming down to rest on the balcony.  Both Wrecker and Rueby were safely out of harm's way.  But they wouldn’t let go of each other for quite some time. 

They all stared at each other for a minute speechless. 

“You’re welcome!”  Came a voice behind them. 

They all spun around to see Anakin Skywalker standing up in his hover craft hands raised.   

Obi Wan Kenobi was in the driver’s seat.  “Detonation Surfing seems to be a rather dangerous sport to take up, wouldn’t you say?”  His eyes twinkled. 

“You’re pretty lucky we drove by when we did.”  Anakin smirked.  “That first date would have been your last.”  

Wrecker sheepishly glanced at Rueby, who hugged Wrecker tighter. Her Zeltron pheromones had him in a state of horny bliss. The danger aspect of what just happened had her shivering against him...in an excited manner. 

“Anakin and Obi Wan thank you for assisting Wrecker and...” Hunter deferred to... 

“Rueby!” Tipsy appeared, running up and embracing her and Wrecker. Then she ran to Vix and Tech hugging them both. “I’m SO GLAD everyone is safe!”  

Tech was surprised by the physical contact. But not put off about it either. 

Tipsy then embraced Hunter and planted a HUGE kiss on his lips. He leaned in, embracing the Twilek, kissing her deeply, then pulled away, face bright red. He turned to see everyone staring at him... 

...Anakin Skywalker gave Hunter a conspiratorial look and smiled...something passed between them both in an instant... 

...and it occurred to him suddenly WHY Anakin was so odd with Rex the other day on the landing pad, why he seemed to spend SO MUCH time with Senator Amidala. 

That DOG! His secret was safe with Hunter.  

“General Skywalker, General Kenobi.” Hunter cleared his throat and nodded to them both. 

Kenobi spied the nightclub on fire behind him then addressed Anakin. “Seems there may be more souls in need of our assistance.” 

Before Kenobi could brief his padawan, Anakin Force jumped from the craft...over the guardrail and the group, then ran TOWARDS the fire disappearing from view. 

Kenobi shook his head and sighed “A Jedi’s work is NEVER done. Stay safe, everyone!” He swung the craft around and headed towards the burning building. 

The group waved as he sped away, stunned by their Jedi antics. 

The night wasn’t a total loss.  

Our merry group convened at the local Waffle Hovel. It was Wrecker’s idea. 

The men pushed together several of the small tables to fit everyone in their party. Besides, Baash the “Awful Waffle’s” owner, was used to seeing people in all sorts of conditions after partying all night on Coruscant. He didn’t care, long as they paid the bill. 

Rueby, Tipsy, and Vix lamented that their wallet’s burned in the fire...as they certainly didn’t have pockets in their skimpy attire to carry on their person.  

“No worries, ladies. We’ve got you covered.” Hunter’s headache left him as soon as they stepped into the quiet establishment, smelling the wonderful aroma of Baash’s Space Flapjacks.  

His attention was also taken up by Tipsy, who sat across from him. They made silent goo-goo eyes at one another. 

Same for Wrecker. He and Rueby eyed each other over their menus, making funny puns about the food. 

Sitting across from one another and between the two smitten duos were Tech and Vix. They babbled and info dumped excitedly realizing they both shared a passion: Botany. 

“...we were lucky to have survived the carnivorous Meat Flower of Dagoba, and I must say...” Tech trailed off. “Whatever is the matter?” 

Vix had suddenly gone silent and sad. “I was SO CLOSE to being able to quit the Flushed Orchid...and start my studies. Have to find another job that will hire an Amaran...don’t know if we are going to see our last credits from this one.” 

Tipsy added “Bet that slummy boss of ours will take all the insurance payout credits and run off.” 

“He was probably betting on it being the Fried Orchid at some point. That man let the place go SO badly. And he’s got friends that will ignore the way he kept it to get those credits.” Rueby was angry. 

“We know people at 79’s who will happily hire you. That is if you want to continue bar work and dancing?” Hunter offered. 

“Yes! It was much harder to get hired in due to it being more upscale. I’ll take it!!! Tipsy perked up. “The pay is SO much better too.” 

Rueby smiled. “Whooo! I’ll get to dance at the REAL CLONE CLUBHOUSE!!!” 

“OOH, and I can visit ya at work in-between missions!” Wrecker was excited at the prospect. 

“Oh honey...YOU can visit me ANYTIME.” She released more pheromones. Wrecker almost floated away with pure bliss. 

Vix exhaled and exhaustedly hung her head. “I can’t do it. Tried so hard...but, the bar scene just isn’t for me.” 

Tech politely intervened. “I am quite certain you will qualify for some financial assistance, including dorm rooming as well...If you choose.  In addition, I shall speak to Coruscant University’s head administrator. They have some...’ wiggle room’ filling seats at their lectures.” 

Vix was speechless.  “Wait...what’s the catch?” She warily inquired. 

Tech and Hunter were taken aback by the query. 

Rueby and Wrecker ignored the conversation and kept flirting. The rest of the people at the table no longer took precedence. They were in their own little world. 

Tech added curtly “Vix, remember the clones who witnessed how you and I were treated tonight? And their refusal to step in to help a stranger in need...and a fellow brother.” The memory struck a chord with the otherwise emotionally removed clone. 

“Oh... Yes.” Vix’s face clouded with disappointment. 

“We are NOT like THEM.” Tech glibly answered.  

Hunter softened and fixed Tipsy and Vix with puppy dog eyes “Just want to help. We know what it’s like to struggle. There are no strings attached. WE PROMISE.” 

“Ehhhh, MY FAVORITE CLONES! And they got some company here. HELLO LADIES! What are we orderin’ tonight eh?” Baash swooped in. “Tonight's special is Baash’s Hash! Best spicy potatoes this side of Coruscant. Ha-HAAA!!!” 

Tech and Vix debated the various choices on the menu while Baash patiently assisted. 

“Mmmm...I LIKE spice...” Rueby eyed Wrecker. 

He giggled like a maniac. 

“Get a room you two.” Hunter sassed. 

He was then hit in the face with a wadded-up napkin from across the table. 

Tipsy’s lekku went from a light lavendar to a blushed grape color. He noticed her sly smile. Then he detected a heady scent just under the aroma of cooked food. 

She leaned forward and whispered, “Let’s get one of our own.” 

(Credit: Cool moving star dividers by @4ngelic-wh1spers )

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Sorry, Wrong Comms! Masterlist

Season one Bad Batch AU fic; our favorite squadron of rouge Clones escapes the Empire (some more reluctantly than others) post Order 66 and do their best to make their way in a turbulent galaxy. When a medical emergency puts one of their own at risk, they're forced to seek out medical help, and end up forging a friendship in the woman who kindly helps them.

She may be a simple medic, but she's no stranger to the sick and injured of the galaxy, even when things get grisly once more for the Bad Batch...

Please mind the warnings for each chapter as there are things like vague medical terminology, near death(s), mild injury description + care, blood, drugs (both medical and **recreational references), use of restraints, needles (autoinjectors), nausea and non-descriptive mentions of vomit, language and minor adult themes throughout the series.

*RATING: 16+ | STATUS: Complete | POV: 3rd Person | Fem Reader

🩺Chapter 1

🩺Chapter 2

🩺Chapter 3

🩺Chapter 4

🩺Chapter 5

🩺Chapter 6

🩺Chapter 7

🩺Chapter 7.5

🩺Chapter 8

🩺Chapter 9

🩺Chapter 10

🩺Chapter 11

🩺Chapter 12

Started: 5/1/2023 | Finished: 7/24/2023 | Total word count: 82,209

*I am aware chapters will say "Intended audience is 13+"; these were written some time ago and new edits will not always "take" when I have tried to save them.

**This is a one-time occurrence.

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[techhasmjolnir]

Writings Master List

This will be the place where you can easily find all of my writings. Stories will be listed in the chronological order they were written.

If you like my content, please feel free to drop me some love, and reblog!

**If you would like to be tagged for future writings, please don't hesitate to ask!

The Bad Batch - Trivial Pursuit (Tech x F Reader)

The Bad Batch - Rites of the Covenant (Hunter x F Reader)

The Bad Batch - Dealer's Choice (The Boys x F Reader)

The Bad Batch - Give Me Three, the Gift of One (Crosshair & Tech x F Reader) (WIP)

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Quiet Corners of the Galaxy, Chapter 2

In Chapter Two, the rest of the Batch is surprised when Crosshair returns with a rescued stranger. She doesn't seem particularly grateful.

Chapters posted 1-2x weekly.

Read Chapter 1 here.

Crosshair felt the woman stir in his lap before he heard the groan. They were just cresting the hilltop on the speeder bike when she began to wake.

“Crosshair,” he heard from his comm. “We’re loading up the Marauder. Let’s get outta here.”

“On our way,” he replied to Hunter.

“Our?”

He didn’t bother to reply; the squad would see them soon enough.

“Ship,” she moaned. “Back to my ship.” The pained, needy sound of her voice stirred something in him briefly before he could push it aside.

“That shuttle’s not going anywhere anymore,” he drawled as they came to a stop nearby the Marauder. He swung himself off the speeder bike and helped the woman to her feet, wrapping one of her arms over his shoulders and supporting her at the waist. The blaster bolt had skimmed her at the hip, and his fingertips just barely brushed the flesh at the edge of her wound, laid bare by the scorched tear in her clothing. He twitched for a moment at the unexpected feel of her, soft and round.

She cried out in pain, pushing back at him. “Hands off,” she managed to pant out.

“Fine.” He dropped her unceremoniously, stalking off toward the ramp of the Marauder. “Stay here, for all I care.”

“Crosshair, who is that?” Hunter demanded from the top of the ramp as he pushed past him.

“I don’t know.” He crossed his arms, scowling petulantly back at the woman as she made a painful effort to rise to her knees in the dirt. “Imperials were after her.”

“Well, we can’t just leave her here,” the Sergeant growled with frustration. “Wrecker, get her on board.”

“Not to worry, lil’ lady,” Wrecker declared exuberantly as he scooped the woman up into his arms. She was too out-of-it to do anything more than slap, halfheartedly, at his chest plate as he brought her onboard. “We’ll take good care of ya.”

Crosshair kept the scowl plastered to his face, inserting a toothpick between his lips as the ship took off, only minutes passing by before they left the atmosphere. Wrecker had laid the woman down on the bench opposite, where she continued stirring faintly. Once they had entered hyperspace, Tech exited the cockpit, approaching the woman so he could examine her.

“What happened?” he demanded matter-of-factly, scanning her vitals and pulling equipment from their medical kit.

“She was in an Imperial shuttle. She crashed. Troopers came. She got shot,” Crosshair narrated in his unaffected manner.

“How many times?”

Tech looked more concerned than Crosshair had expected. His response was tinged vaguely with surprise. “Only once.”

His brother shook his head. He gestured to the nasty wound at her hip that he was in the process of disinfecting and treating. “This is only the most recent of her injuries.” Tech’s hands moved deftly, efficiently, while he continued. “It appears that she sustained a mild concussion in the crash, as well as… one additional blaster bolt to the leg, and bruising to her ribs. Perhaps in the process of hijacking the shuttle.”

Crosshair could only shrug as he watched Tech continue to work. With her prior injuries, he was surprised she had lasted against the troopers as long as she had.

“You shouldn’t have dropped her,” Hunter chastised him, arms crossed over his chest.

“She told me to,” he sneered in response. “She’s lucky I didn’t just let them kill her.”

“Yeah…so why didn’t you?” The question came from Wrecker, but the rest of the squad turned their eyes to him to await his answer, even Echo swiveling around in the cockpit to stare at him. Of all of them, Crosshair was the least likely to pick up a stray.

He shrugged, saved from having to explain further by the woman’s groans as she fully came to, her eyes fluttering open. She shifted her gaze to each of them in turn, taking in their gear, their unruly appearances, their serious expressions. For a moment, as she came more fully out of consciousness and looked into his eyes, he actually thought how sweet she looked. Gentle, even.

“Who the kriff are you?” she snarled.

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[my-morai]

15 minutes until The Bad Batch finale.

This show has been so special to me. I will keep writing and creating Bad Batch content long after the calvary has arrived, and I know many of you will too. Thank you all for being such a wonderful fan community. ❤️

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[apocalyp-tech-a]

Tech or Treat!  This is a Halloween Bad Batch short story I wrote last year, very fluffy and hopefully a little humorous and fun.  Happy Halloween!  🎃

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[ladykagewaki]

A short one-shot story about “Our favorite clones of Clone Force 99 enter their golden years.”

If you are sad about a particular season 2 finale, this is how I had always seen the end of their story. 

I’ve updated and cleaned this up a bit. I was so sad when I originally posted that I wasn’t so clear headed. This is a bit better...but I am kinda lazy with my writing.

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[metalheadfreak1]

New Bad Batch Chapter up!

Sorry that it's been a while. But I hope it was worth the wait!

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[greenlyren12]

im still working on figuring how everything works here but if you have any tbb requests please feel free to ask! Im new to this and kinda nervous so if you wanna see something particular id be glad to write it :)

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[skellymom]

WRITER'S WALL OF FAME #1

Check out these talented fan ficer's!

PLEASE LIKE, COMMENT, AND REBLOG! They don't get engagement without it, and tell them how much you enjoyed their work!

@kybercrystals94 @sinfulsalutations @starqueensthings @thesmollestnerd @gun-roswell @apocalyp-tech-a @djarrex @dumfanting @starrylothcat @sev-on-kamino @tcwmatchmakingau @sev-on-kamino @madameminor @mandos-mind-trick @523rdrebel @nahoney22 @soaringthroughthegalaxy @anxiouspineapple99 @knightprincess @wizardofrozz @a-single-tulip @deejadabbles @multi-fan-dom-madness @vodika-vibes @wolveria @the-bad-batch-baroness @skellymom

IF THERE IS ANYONE MISSING, OR YOU WANT ME TO ADD A WRITER PLEASE MESSAGE ME! THANKS!!!

*DISCLAIMER: The writer MUST have a visible pinned post of their work at the top of their page! Need to make it easy for those visiting the links to find their work. Also, at this time if they are ONLY on Wattpad or Ao3 WITHOUT a visible Tumblr link (pinned post that is easy to find), I cannot list them. Again, doing this for ease of locating work and available for people primarily on Tumblr.

Also, if you suggest a creator, PLEASE make sure you spelled their Tumblr name correctly. Thanks for understanding!

PLEASE send me some love too! I created this listing to not just help people find creatives, but to PROMOTE MY OWN Tumblr account. So go check out my fics. It's called networking, baby! <3

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[stories-of-sathril-herrox]

Introduction of Sathril Herrox

Sathril is my grey jedi OC, Im gonna try and do fan fiction in a comic form as my art is better than my writing 😅

Most of the story will be around the times a bit before order 66 and the aftermath of that, I just have to do some story planning 😁

Hope yall like this quick profile I put together 🥰

(Portraits made using art breeder and edited on photoshop)

Name : Sathril Herrox

Born : 49 BBY

Sex : Female

Gender : Female (she/her/they/them)

Sexuality : Bisexual

Height : 5' 4"

Occupation : Grey Jedi, General

Family : Parents (Unknown), Zeph Herrox (daughter, in hiding)

Partner : Tech, Vai Ryn (Ex)

Affiliations : Jedi Order, Vai Ryn (Ex-Girlfriend, but still trusted), Clone Force 99, Anwir Ubel

Status : Deceased (according to empire records)

Cause of "death" : Order 66

Sathril's Grey Jedi Master, manipulated her in many ways, he was the father of Zeph, and was killed by Sathril shortly after falling pregnant. The image of him still haunts her...

Zeph was a padawan before she was put into hiding with Vai Ryn not long before order 66 was put out, as Sathril is able to access both sides of the force without surrendering to either, she used the memory rub technique to alter her memories for her own safety, all memories of Sathril and force abilities have been moved to the back of mind and are difficult for her to access. She now goes by Zeph Ryn.

Vai Ryn is a mandalorian, her and Sathril have been close for many years, and were even lovers at one point, until they mutually decided that they were better off as close friends. Vai is now keeping Zeph in hiding and acting as her adoptive mother.

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[badbatchposts]

Quick fic meta-update!

So I have one more (semi spicy) chapter to post of Quiet Corners of the Galaxy, and then I’m coming to a point where I need to slow down the posting schedule a bit. I have several more chapters written but I’ve skipped ahead a bit with my drafting so there’s a 2-3 chapter gap between what I’m gonna post today and the next chapter I have ready to go. Then another 2-3 chapter gap after that.

I’ve also got to prioritize some writing for my job because I have an upcoming deadline, so I may just go on a posting hiatus (or at the very least slow down to posting once a week) until late May or so.

This has been really fun to work on though, so I’m definitely not planning on abandoning it! It’s been a really long time since I’ve done creative writing and it’s been nice to get back to it.

Anyway! If you’re interested in reading the fic, this will be an ideal time to catch up, and I would love any comments and encouragement in the meantime to make sure I have the motivation to continue while I take a bit of a break!

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[my-morai]

This is the chapter that started it all, the idea from one scene sparked the story of Tali and the Batch and it has expanded over a year into much more than I could have ever hoped it would be. Hold on, we're not done yet...

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[ladykagewaki]

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure Masterlist

You may not know, but I also occassionally enjoy writing fanfics. I often prefer one shots, but once in a while I will write a longer one. These Tech and Echo Adventures are all one shots, but there are several of them so far.Here are links to each on Ao3 and doodles below each link that go along with the one shot. Enjoy! 

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Competition

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Dreams

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Whole

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Undercover

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Tadpole

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Batchmates

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Intimacy

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Guilt

A Short Tech and Echo Adventure: Healing

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[itsjml]

Alright, Dark & Broody

Pairing: Sub!Hunter x FemaleJedi!Reader Warnings: NSFW. Blindfolding. Edging. Overstimulation. P in V. Unprotected sex. Creampie.

Summary: You and Hunter have the Marauder all to yourself for the evening. You decide to have some fun with your dark and broody boyfriend. Word Count: 554

Note: This takes place/ lets pretend (and hope) Tbb survived the early empire days and are living on a remote planet. You’ve known each other from TCWs. You were a commander in what ever battalion you prefer. There’s really no plot tho. Just porn.

You and Hunter were having a heavy make out session on his bed and you ask him if he wants to try some things out since you guys are alone. He obliges.

“Take off your blacks.” you said in a commanding tone. He does as he’s told. You then start to loosen his bandanna and pull it down to cover his eyes; blindfolding him. He’s laying down on his back.

You trace kisses down his body, all the way to his shaft. You admire him for a second before licking him from the balls up to the tip of his hard cock. His pre cum is glistening.

“Will you be a good boy for me? Keep your hands on your sides. No moving.” You said. “Yes, commander.” He replied.

You then start sucking. Slow and steady, bopping your head up and down. You suck his balls; lick circles around the head of his cock. You give him pleasure and his moans fill the room of the ship. But then you stop as you feel that he’s about to cum. “Commander…” he whimpers. “You cum when I say so.” You said.

You get back to work on his cock, now with your hands. He’s whimpering all over, trying so hard not to cum. “Commander please!” He begs and whines at the same time. You stop again, giving it a minute, and continue.

His breath is heavy and increasing rapidly. He bucks his hips up and slightly moves his hand towards yours. You then used the force to put him back in place. “I said no moving.” Your voice is dominant. He stays still.

You pick up the pace with your hands, pumping him, stopping every five seconds. You removed your hand and was about to get back to it, but Hunter couldn’t handle it anymore and cums. His voice is shaky. “I’m so- I’m sorry, commander.”

He wasn’t a good boy. He failed. So now you’re gonna have to teach him a lesson. You put your hand back on him and jerk him as fast as you can, overstimulating him. Knowing Hunter’s heightened senses, you give him a minute to recover.

The bandanna is still covering his eyes. You take off your clothes; now fully naked. He couldn’t see you, but he could smell you. He could smell your arousal and with that, he’s hard again. “You’ve disobeyed orders, Hunter.” You said, positioning yourself on top of him.

You slowly sink down on him, taking his length and you ride him. He loves when you clench around him and you love the way he makes you feel.

You pick up the pace. Your high is chasing and with a few rubs on your clit, you cum around him. “Cum in me, I want you to cum inside me.” You said, panting, with your foreheads together. He cums. Deep inside of you. And he is loud.

Both of you are out of breath. The door creaks and in walks Tech. He drops his datapad, freezes, apologizes, and walks back out.

You take off his blindfold and give him soft kisses. “I love you.” You said. “I love you more.” He replied. You smile. “Alright, dark and broody, let’s get you cleaned up.”

Tech is traumatized, but you and Hunter had a fun evening. 

Tags: @eyecandyeoz @hockeyjedi13 @kratosfan6632466 @ahsoka1 @aveskestis @sstarwarsss @captxin-rex @echoy-naak

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[starwarslostepisodes]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars: Clone Wars (2003) - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: CT-7567 | Rex/Original Female Character(s), Crosshair (Star Wars: The Bad Batch)/Original Female Character(s), Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) & Original Female Character(s), CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo/Original Female Character(s), Tech (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) & Original Female Character(s), Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch) & Original Female Character(s) Characters: CT-7567 | Rex, Original Female Character(s), Original Female Melodie Character(s), Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Crosshair (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Wrecker (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Tech (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Additional Tags: mature - Freeform, Star Wars: The Clone Wars Season 7, Vacation, Marrage, Bonding, Trip - Freeform, Special Mission, mission, Sexual Themes, Sex, mature themes, Adulting, Jealousy, coming to terms, Emotional, Drama, Drama & Romance, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Drama, Fluff and Smut, Smut, Eventual Smut, Romance, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo Needs a Hug, Comedy, Romantic Comedy Summary:

Rarely do we ever discuss those lost, adult episodes.

The episodes of Starwars that are geared towards adults only.

Those exclusive episodes with the meat and potatoes we all love, with heavy gravy.

Drama, relationship issues, crap like that. That a younger audience would never care for.

But we know most starwars fans are adults, you want the veil lifted, you want the stake.

And we are hear to deliver such a meal of the finest caliber!

Take a peek into another lost episode, whether you consider these lost episodes cannon is entirely up to you~

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