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oceansssblue · 2 days
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hello hello friend, i have a writing request!
can i get a commander mayday x reader? something along the lines of reuniting after him surviving barton 4, just some fluffy fluff (and maybe a little angst sprinkled in if you feel its necessary hehe)
much love <3
Hey there! Interesting request, we don't see much of Mayday round here but I totally get the appeal!
Obviously some changes to the show, but all for us to enjoy ;)
Hope you like it!
Xx,
Sky.
"COLD WITHOUT YOU"
SW REQUESTS –MAYDAY/(GN)READER 📩💔💖
WARNINGS: FROSTBITE&INJURY, OTHERWISE FLUFF.
It is a cold day in Barton IV; and that is saying a lot, considering the ever present freezing air on the almost desolate planet currently ruled by the Galactic Empire. You are somewhat of a nomad, having left the troubles of your past life behind; living a mostly solitary life in the mountains. It isn't the most comfortable of lifes; but you appreciate the peace and quietness that blankets your little home cavern after so much pain and destruction.
You step inside your home, instantly feeling physically better. The cave you live in shields you perfectly from the howling wind; and once you lit up a small fire in your humble living room of sorts, the temperature rises slowly but steadily. Today has been one of those days where the cold seems to slip it's thin fingers inside your clothes; leaving them humid and sticking them to your skin.
You disrobe and change to an entirely new set of clothes. You're shaking while you do so; but soon you're dressed with a dry set and you sigh in relief, sitting down next to the fire and pulling your socks off, smiling at the warming heat inches away from your frozen toes. It feels like heaven, such a small thing.
You stay close to the fire for some minutes, warming up. Once the tingling sensation has reduced and your skin and muscles feels something akin to normal, you reach over to your vault and take a pack of rations out.
"Cheers, Mayday" you joke out loud, and take your first bite into it.
It's not your everyday dinner; not you're favourite. You're pretty self-dependant. You know how to hunt your food –wether it's edible plants and fruits, or a small or large mammals–. Birds are more difficult to catch –unless they're injured–; but you've definitively had them more than once too. Hell, you've even had lizards and other small reptiles for lunch. However, when the temperatures are extremely cold and you aren't as lucky as to find much of a prey, you always have Mayday's extra rations. That's actually how the two of you met; he was scanning the perimeter of his base, once, and you were inmerse on the hunt. He watched you kill a mountain cat; and made a comment about that being a good ammount of food for two. You had been shocked by his presence and his suggestion; but loneliness had started to pull on the strings of your heart back then, and you had nodded dumbly. That night you had shared your first dinner and the warmth of your bodies; and the rest was history.
In present time, you go to sleep with a tired but soft smile on your face.
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Hours later, you wake up with shuffling steps and grunts right outside your cave. You instantly frown and grab your blade, standing up quietly and slithering towards the entrance in alert. It sounds human, so your first instint is to think of Mayday; but there's more than one set of wobbly steps, and he would never bring visitors unannounced. No, it's definitively a stranger.
You see him first. He's tall and skinny; you can see that even with his armour on. It's different than those you've seen before as well; almost black, and paiting a dark contrast against the white of the snow behind him. He's got a riffle attached to his back and a visor on his helmet; some sort of sniper. He's covered in snow, shaking visibly; his companion too, who has to be almost dragged inside in order to...
"M-mayday?" You stutter, freezing on the spot and lowering your blade, abandoning your agressive possition instantly.
"W-we're going to n-need some... help..." the stranger grunts, teeth clashing violently against each other, and you spring into action, quickly standing at your partner's other side and holding some of his weight.
The three of you stumble inside; and collapse near the fire.
You're frenetically checking him inmediately. You rip his helmet of; for once having no care where it lands while you cup his face trying to get his attention and then take his pulse when he barely responds. It's faint but it's there.
"What happened?" You question the stranger in pannick.
You quickly work on taking his armour off; piling it up fast and methodically at your side. You feel the stranger studying you, but you don't even glance at him. Mayday is all that matters now.
"Avalanche" he answers, voice raspy "he hit his head. The most worrying thing now is the frostbite, though. I'd take a look at his feet if I were you".
You nod in understanding.
You're both silent for the next handful of minutes; while you leave Mayday in just his underware before covering him with one thick blanket after another. You take up some heating packs of your vault too; breaking the sticks and pushing them under the blankets so he warms up even faster. You throw some other things at the stranger too; hear him change as well in the silence of your home.
Mayday's still shivering half an hour later. His skin still looks dangerously red and blue; body trembling in his unconsciousness. You've already pushed him close to the fire, used some heat sticks, changed his wet clothes and covered him in blankets. There's only so much you can do.
Without worrying on the other soldier seing you half naked, you take your clothes off, and cuddle up close to Mayday inside his refuge of blankets. He's so cold it makes you wince and tremble; but you clench your jaw and stubbornly press your whole body against him. He needs you, and the cold isn't going to stop you. Mayday mumbles and you soothe him with a caress and a Keldabe kiss.
"You better not try anything or you'll end up dead" you warn the soldier, who's still looking at the both of you, either from mistrust or surprise.
"Won't" you hear him grumble, shakily. "You're my best chance of survival. Besides, I owe him".
You only desperately wish Mayday survives the night as well.
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You wake up with your man mumbling incoherent words and pressing further into you, cold –but normal cold– nose hiding on the curve of your neck. You blink sleeply, and scan him instantly; a relieved sigh escaping your lips at the feeling of his no longer alarming body temperature stealing some of yours.
Your hands come up to cup his face; brushing his long disheveled hair aside and staring at him with raw adoration and love. You can't help yourself and kiss him, then; a soft, heartfelt press of lips.
Mayday groans and groggily opens his eyes; scanning the situation –gaze lingering on Crosshair's lying form a pair of meters away– before returning to you. He hums, and hides his face in your neck again, kissing your skin gently.
"Morning, cyare" he whispers, voice hoarse but sounding like a dream to you. "Sorry for stealing your heat tonight".
You sigh in content and wrap your leg around his hips. One of Mayday's strong big hands reaches down to hold your thigh against him.
"Just happy you're safe and sound, May" you whisper back at him, pulling back to look at him in the eyes. "You scared the shit out of me".
Mayday hums and tugs you closer to him. The warmth feels delicious below the blankets. You can't help but feel a slow, unhurried tingle of arousal building inside of you. You don't do anything to chase it.
"Mm. I know. I'm sorry, mesh'la. Yesterday was a mess".
You stay in silence for some time; both of you caressing each other's skin softly.
Your eyes glance back at the other soldier sleeping on your cave.
"Who is he?" You whisper to him.
Mayday takes a moment to answer.
"Imperial sniper. A clone, though obviously different than me. I Think... Think he's starting to get tired of it. Some part of him clinges to the Empire like it's the only thing he has left; but I think it's just a matter of time before he let's go".
You hum distractedly. Your nose brushes against his.
"You trust him?"
Mayday sighs.
"Trust is a powerful word" he carefully answers. "I think he's made some bad choices, like me. But he's a good kid".
You give him a soft smile and kiss his lips once more. His beard and mustache tickles your skin.
"You can't save everyone".
Mayday smiles; a small, nostalgic tug of his lips.
"I know" he whispers, closing his eyes and cupping your cheek with his hand, foreheads pressing together. "I'll just focus on you, then".
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Boom! This oneshot came up being a mix of fluffy and nostalgic/melancholy angsty! I hope you liked it!
Next work will be a non romantic Echo&Omega angsty/comfort convo. After that we've got a cryptic pregnancy with Hunter, and then some more fun&light oneshots too!
Stay stunned,
Xx,
Sky.
PS. Still not knowing how to link works with just the title. I accept help xD.
Back to my main masterlist here:
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alabyte · 25 days
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no I will not elaborate
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99aceace · 4 months
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The bad batch, but all inhibitor chips activated. All, but Crosshair's. So now Crosshair is a single dad, on a run from his former family. Rest of the batch tries to hunt down him and Omega.
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snotbuggle · 3 months
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Older Omega!
I’ve got a lot of small head-canons and little missions for her but I figured I should start with putting them on paper (tablet)
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Since I was taking a break from asks, I finally got to draw older the sweetheart. I’ve been thinking about her with Cross and the Ghost crew for so long I swear.
Tomorrow will be a surplus of Echo sketches :)
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flightysparrow · 18 days
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At this point in time Tech has more screen time and he’s been gone for a season💀💀💀
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cuddles-with-dragons · 3 months
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Echo: Hey Crosshair, I’ve got an idea for how to solve this. Crosshair, getting out his rifle: Yeah? Echo: Wh- No! That’s not the idea, Crosshair!
Hunter: I'm never having a debate with Fives again, they literally started their argument with "Riddle me this."
Echo: That’s a crazy idea. Insane. It doesn’t make sense. Fives: You’ll do it? Echo: Of course.
Crosshair: Hey there demons, It's me, ya boi. Tech: Crosshair, NO!
Crosshair: Fives has only knocked me out three time this week. Our friendship is really developing.
*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one* Fives: I will not let you down. Crosshair: Sounds fun. Echo: K. Tech: No, I'm fucking not. Wrecker: Do I have to be? Hunter: Please god, I am so tired.
Hunter: If you got arrested what would be the charges? Echo: Theft. Tech: Disturbing the peace. Crosshair: Aggravated assault or maybe murder. Wrecker: Arson. Fives: All of the above. In that order, probably.
Crosshair, laying in bed: Get out of my room. Tech, standing just outside of the door frame: I’m not in your room.
Crosshair, grinning: Before you were what? Fives: Before I was- Crosshair: What? Fives: Before I was inter- Crosshair: Before you were interrupted? Fives: Cut me off one more time and I swear I'll- Crosshair: What? Fives: *makes frustrated sound* Echo, nervously: Stop that. Before they hurt you.
Fives: What's the signal when something goes wrong? Crosshair: We yell, 'oh shit.' Echo: ...That'll work.
Fives: Some people are like slinkies. Hunter: What? Fives: Not really good for much but bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs. Hunter: Hunter: Please don't push Crosshair down the stairs. Fives, pushing Crosshair down the stairs: Too late.
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gingerale-enjoyer · 1 year
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Everything is fine!!! Tech and Omega just got back from the aquarium they had a great time and saw some turtles!!!!! They’re tired tho so they’re taking a quick Power Nap before everyone else gets home!!!!
(Modern au?????)
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squad-724 · 4 months
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Full android squad!
Detroit become human x The Bad Batch Au design
3 hours and 15 minutes later: the whole batch! Use this design if you want, just tag me so I can explode from excitement
Android Force 99 is an elite group of androids, designed to hunt down deviants
This au is brainstormed by me and @clownery-and-fuckery
You’re all free to inspire your own stuff on it
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madbunnyarts · 8 months
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The Pirate Batch!
I wonder who the captain is… probably Omega.
Close Ups Under Cut!
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techs-goggles9902 · 9 months
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I’ve seen Bad Batch AUs where they all have steady jobs or whatever, but mine is a little different.
They don’t have an actual house and just live in a very small and cheap apartment in the worst neighborhood, or they live in a trailer park. Both make sense.
Wrecker- works as a mall cop and is very good at what he does.
Echo - stay at home mom but takes the occasional Uber Eats job when in need of money.
Hunter - Doordash driver/delivery person
Tech - forges fake IDs, passports, and stuff of the black market
Crosshair - found a job at a struggling old diner and is the head cook/chef (mostly because he likes yelling out orders or scaring his co workers)
Omega - legally doesn’t exist. Just stays home with echo or helps tech with his job.
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showstopper35 · 4 months
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tbb band au
a/n: spontaneously decided I had to make this or I would die, so you’re welcome?
Hunter - Lead guitar, but he doesn’t sing. No, he’s just there to look pretty. The fangirls are utterly obsessed with him. He flings his sweaty headband into the crowd at the end of shows. Sometimes he plays so aggressively that his fingers start to bleed on his guitar. Most pro photos are of him, and he has the most tumblr fan blogs.
Wrecker - I think we all know he is the drummer. And he loves it. Has accidentally broken many a snare during practices and shows. He arrives on the stage first and loves to hype up the crowds. When the Bad Batch (the band name, I’m so creative) aren’t touring, he often volunteers to drum for other bands.
Echo - The Batch once opened for a band called the Dominos, who were more popular. After they broke up, Echo joined the Bad Batch as a keyboardist. He also provides backup vocals from time to time. He is usually the voice of reason if there is tension between the members.
Tech - I bet you thought he was going to be on keyboard, right? No. He plays the bass. I mean, have you seen his hands? He is terrible with the press and awkward with the fans, but when he gets on the stage and plays the bass lines, the crowd lives for him. He has a very dedicated cult following, and possibly the most fan edits on TikTok.
Crosshair - The lead singer and rhythm guitarist. His mysterious, bad-boy aura is why he was chosen as the singer. All of the boys can sing, but Cross was really the only one who put in the extra effort. With countless voice lessons and perfect pitch, he has a raw, anguished wail similar to Bono from U2. Outside of the stage, nobody knows anything about him. It’s intriguing, and attractive.
Omega - Omega started as their #1 groupie, and now she travels as a stagehand. Occasionally she is allowed onstage to play the most random of instruments. She has a Twitter account with a fake name that posts surprisingly accurate facts about the band and awful candid photos of the members. She also runs their TikTok.
Extras:
-fans of Bad Batch are known as “batchers”
-Cody is their manager under Kenobi Chords Records
-Howzer has a solo act and he has opened for them a couple times
-They once did a “Bad Batch reads thirst tweets” video
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lamiliani · 4 months
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Older Omega concept art
I did this like at 3am so the more I look at it the more I don’t like it but I’m still gonna be sketching out stuff till I reach a design I like but things I always imagined her to have/be is that she’d definitely have a mullet or shag cut, she’d be so kind and smart however such a menace and with an attitude towards some! Ya know, a mix of all her brothers. Also I feel like she’d be a great fighter, and pilot…. Yeah I think about this a lot. Anyways, till next time 💋
(Ps: I promise to post more often. I’ve just been working on other projects lol)
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pockafwye · 10 months
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My TBB HC: Crosshair, Omega, and Tech have been rescued from the Empire. They're safe on the clones' new home world, in the company of brothers, friends, and allies.
Yes, of course there's a tooka just off screen. She's curled up against him, purring contentedly. Crosshair hasn't slept so well for as long as he can remember.
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99aceace · 3 months
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The bad batch as a rock band.
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sithstrings · 7 months
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Since y'all loved my Bad Batch Band post here's our lead guitarist's weapon of choice.
Crosshair plays with incredible accuracy, so a shredder guitar was a need. Fit with the floyd rose tremolo system and locking tuners, this is no beginner guitar. This Steve Vai model is known for having the hole in it that's supposed to be a handle I guess.
I drew it without strings so you can see the fret inlays!
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flightysparrow · 9 months
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It’s a Clone Force 99 sleep pile! Movie night for them was both a success and failure as no one managed to stay awake.
Tech would be on his data-pad the whole time but still know what’s happening the whole time.
Hunter and Echo, the stress out parents they are, would be alseep in the first five minutes.
Wrecker and Omega are super invested until about half way through when they both fall asleep.
Crosshair is the snacking king and enjoys flicking pop corn at the tv.
This is all my art. Still experimenting with style.
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