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echo-echo31 · 4 months
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Gifts | Illinois x Heist
MASTERPOST
A/N: Merry Christmas everyone <3
"Do you really think she liked it?" Markus asks for probably the tenth time today. Illinois sighs but there's no malice or irritation in it.
Instead, he makes his way over to his fiancé, placing a hand on the tense muscles of his back. Markus has his hands on Rosa's cot, as if standing guard over their adopted daughter. He relaxes a little at the contact, but it takes Illy's voice to get him to exhale.
"Hey...darlin'. You gotta stop stressing about makin' this the perfect Christmas,"
The younger man groans as Illinois rubs his neck, closing his eyes and letting go of the wooden frame.
"I know...I know. It's just...I feel like I gotta make this right, y'know? I gotta prove we're the right parents for her,"
There's a pause, then Illy is turning Markus to face him - taking hold of his partner's hands and ducking his head to glimpse those hazelnut eyes.
"Hey now. We are her parents, baby. Plus, she's 8 months old. She wouldn't remember even if you managed to steal a flying reindeer for her,"
At this Markus laughs, a glorious sound to Illy's ears. He looks him in the eyes, a smile dancing on his lips.
"Yeah...yeah, 'suppose you're right," He admits, stretching out his stiff neck.
"Anyway, I haven't had a chance to give you your gift yet, darlin'" Illinois says, noting the glimmer of interest from Markus.
"Oh yeah?" He asks, gaze falling down to his partner's lips so quickly it makes Illy chuckle.
"Eyes up here, pretty boy," He says, and then he's reaching for his back pocket for something it's a miracle didn't catch Markus' attention, seeing as it was creating a noticeable bulge on his ass all day.
The sight of a ring box makes Markus bark a laugh, shaking his head.
"Babe, I already proposed. Remember?"
"This isn't a proposal," Illy replies, opening the box. Inside are two simple, golden bands. One slightly larger than the other.
"Illy..."
Markus' eyes are fixed on the rings, so the older man continues.
"Listen...we kinda got sidetracked by the whole impromptu adoption. Which I wouldn't change for the world. But darlin', I don't wanna wait anymore to be your husband. And...well we don't really need that whole big shabang, do we?" He pauses, glimpsing the cot to the left of them.
"Not when we got all this"
Markus doesn't speak for a few moments, and Illinois has a split-second to panic before suddenly there's hands around the back of his neck and lips capturing his.
Rosa wakes up crying, but she's not the only one.
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crowzoi · 19 days
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saw this otter at Lake Emma what do I do 😬
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shokupanda · 9 months
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🎣 resident fishing idiot, flynn moore
and bonus:
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bakerdog · 1 month
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Amicus: are you ok honey?
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“no i'm not afraid to disappear the billboard said ‘the end is near’ i turned around, there was nothing there yeah, i guess the end is here” 
dev and cam from “arches” by @EchoTheVN
pieces originally created in april 2023 / march 2021 respectively
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htonys · 19 days
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Leo Alvarez and Chase Hunter
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beetlelegs2003 · 5 months
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Tsela and Yiska at the reservation First recent art ive posted on here
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zoeykallus · 6 months
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Ello Zoey!! 👋
Sorry if this is too much or not,
Can I request some HCs of the bad batch’s fem! s/o being clumsy. They always see y/n trip, and sometimes catch her by the back of her shirt, to make sure she doesn’t fall.
Aloha!
Sounds kinda cute, let me give it a try 😁
The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - Clumsy
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Fluff/Fun
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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)
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>Master List<
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Hunter
His senses, his perception, are always alert and very attentive around you. Actually, you are not that long together yet, but nevertheless, you can no longer count on your fingers how many times he has already saved you from injuries and greater damage. Be it tripping at an inopportune moment, dropping dangerous objects or accidentally leaning against unsafe/dangerous objects. Of course, he can't be around you 24/7, so he frequently tends to minor wounds you accidentally inflict on yourself, like cuts while cooking, or minor burns and bruises. Hunter, meanwhile, has developed yet another sense, another antenna, that is solely concerned with you. Whenever he's near you, his neural pathways buzz as soon as you trip, falter, or drop something, and he's on the spot in a flash. Luckily for you, he likes to do that and even if he sighs more often or breathes a sigh of relief when he can prevent the worst from happening, he'll never complain. "I got you, darling"
Echo
He sighs as he grabs you in the back of your jacket and pulls you back, keeping you from falling off the ramp. "Sometimes you scare me Love, one of these days you're going to fall when I'm not around and crack your skull or something," he says grumbling. You smile crookedly and say, "I'm trying not to do that." "So far you're not doing very well," Echo says, kissing your cheek. Tending to minor cuts, bruises and the like on you are already routine for Echo, as is the quick grab to keep you from falling. His reflexes and senses can't keep up with Hunter, but he's not too far off either. In any case, around him, it's extremely rare for anything to happen to you, despite your clumsiness. He is constantly worried and expresses it, but at the same time he is tireless in protecting you, sometimes even from yourself.
Wrecker
You are lying on the floor. Somehow you tripped over something, maybe even your own feet, hit your head and went down unconscious. "Hey, sweetie, you okay?" You open your eyes and look up into Wrecker's face, which hovers over you with concern. The next moment, you're carefully picked up by two strong hands and set down on one of the bunks. You blink and say, "Yeah, I think so, fell and hit my head". Wrecker raises his eyebrows. "Again? Now that's what I'm starting to worry about," Wrecker says as he carefully examines your head. He finds a bump, but no open wound. "Maybe Tech or Echo should do a scan, just in case," he says seriously. Wrecker always keeps an eye on you when you're around him, and his strong hand keeps providing protection and safety, but you keep managing to accidentally hurt yourself. "I have a headache," you say softly, rubbing the bump gently. Wrecker kisses your forehead and says, "I'm not surprised, but don't worry, sweetie, we'll take care of it." Wrecker is very patient and a total softie when it comes to you.
Tech
He is engrossed in his Holopad, eagerly calculating a few things to follow up on one of his hunches, when he hears a small noise, accompanied by a surprised little exclamation, followed by a slightly louder rumble. He blinks. Lowers the holopad and finally sighs softly. "My love?" He hears your voice from the hallway, "Um, yeah, over here. Could you maybe help me out for a second?" Tech hastily puts the holopad aside, stands up and walks into the hallway. His eyes widen in surprise when he sees that you've managed to stumble into the utility closet and got tangled up in Hunter's fishing gear. Tech says dryly, "My dear, you really do have a special talent." You sigh, "Don't joke around now please honey, just help me instead". Tech shakes his head but comes closer and starts untangling you from fishing line and other items and finally pulls you out of the chamber. "I really can't let you out of my sight," he says gently and at the same time reprovingly. You shrug your shoulders and reply meekly, "I'm really not doing this on purpose, Tech." "It's okay," he says with a smile, kissing your cheek, fishing a plastic bait out of your hair, and adding, "I'm just glad you're usually lucky enough to avoid major injury."
Crosshair
He hears a clang, then a rumble. "Let me guess, you're home again, honey?" he asks dryly without looking up. You say just as dryly, "No, I'm a burglar". With a sigh, Crosshair gets up from his chair and walks into the kitchen. You've managed to knock over a vase and an end table, tearing your pantyhose in the process. "A pretty talentless burglar," he says, grabbing your arm and pulling you back to your feet, "Did you hurt yourself?" You shake your head and sigh. "No, I don't think so." Crosshair crouches down and looks at your leg, just a run in the tights, no scrapes in the skin underneath. He stands back up, kisses your cheek, maneuvers you around the debris, and finally picks up the pieces. Crosshair usually counters your clumsiness in his own way with jokes and sarcasm, but always watches out for you, and takes care of your wounds and the property damage you cause. He grumbles now and then, but he is much more patient and caring than he sometimes pretends to be.
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micha from echo project for a patron's commission!
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