#wrecker anon

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Slowly (Wrecker x F!Reader)

There are two versions of this story. The M!Reader version is available here.

Word Count: 1329

Warnings: NSFW, Minors DNI, some implied size difference, ass grabbing, unprotected PiV, facesitting, blowjob, fingering, alludes to the events in TBB S3E4, aftercare

A/N: Wrecker has been holding it together for Hunter while they search for Omega. Now that she and Crosshair are back, tensions are somewhat high as they figure out how to be a squad and family again. You decide it’s time someone took care of Wrecker. Established relationship. 

You met up with Wrecker when he and Hunter finally returned to Pabu. He was clearly pleased they’d found Omega, or rather, she found them. He had some mixed feelings about Crosshair being back, but you knew he missed his brother and despite the hurt, he still felt happy.

“Stay with me tonight,” you suggested. 

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he replied with a grin. 

You both bid Hunter, Omega, and Crosshair goodnight as they got settled. You walked hand-in-hand to your small home. It felt cozy, but Wrecker was a bit of a mess. He and Hunter hadn’t really paid attention to any self-care while they darted around the galaxy. He admitted that with the stress of it all, he hadn’t really slept much in the last few weeks. You helped him undress and threw his clothes in the washer while he got in the shower. You joined him not long after and worked him into a lather.  He groaned as you tried to massage out some of the kinks in his back. He gave you a tired smile and kissed you, his big hands reaching around to grab your ass.  You felt eager warmth between your legs and looked down. As if you needed to do that to notice what was happening to his body.

“See something you like, big guy?”

“Always,” he replied as you turned off the water.

“We don’t have to do anything tonight if you’re too tired,” you reassured as you dried each other off.

“I know,” he said. “But I missed ya and this shower’s been invigoratin’.”

“Then let me take care of you, Wrecker.”

He blushed and rubbed the back of his head and nodded almost shyly.

“How about you get comfortable in bed and I’ll throw your clothes in the dryer?” you asked.

“I can take care of the clothes,” he insisted.

“You’ve been doing so much,” you replied. “Let me. You get ready.”

You took your time with the laundry. You wanted him to have a chance to relax and get comfortable. He greeted you with a grin as you walked into the bedroom. He was laying back on his favorite pillow, a soft blanket covering him from the waist down. It didn’t cover much though.

You turned the lights down a bit so that the room filled with a warm glow. Wrecker sank into the mattress further while you crawled into bed next to him. His body was always on the warmer side and he tossed the blankets further down the bed. You took your clothes off and he grinned as he watched. His strong hands traced up and down your body as his lips devoured yours. You were slow and deliberate as you kissed your way across his jaw and down his neck. Wrecker let out a soft grunt as you left a little hickey in the crook of his neck.  You kissed down each arm and smiled softly as you kissed the palm of each hand. 

“You’re almost teasing,” he said, pulling you closer so he could kiss your lips. “Lemme at least taste that sweet pussy of yours for a bit.”

“If you insist.”

Wrecker chuckled and whispered, “Want ya on my face.”

He adjusted his position and squeezed your ass as you kneeled above his head.  He gently pulled you down and you gasped as your clit met his wet lips. Everything about Wrecker was strong and that included his ability to fuck your entrance with his tongue and his ability to suck on your clit. He was never too rough. He followed a familiar pattern. One you missed in his absence. You took in a deep breath and traced the scars on his head while he lapped you up. You were getting too close too fast.

“I don’t wanna finish yet,” you managed.

Wrecker lifted you up off his face slightly and smiled at you.

“That’s alright,” he said. “However you want me.”

You grinned and climbed off him, kneeling between his legs.  You took the head of his cock in your mouth and traced a heart pattern on the underside with your tongue. You licked him from base to tip while fondling his balls and taking him in your mouth as far as you could. You did your best to relax your jaw and felt him reach forward to caress your cheek with his thumb. 

“Feels so good,” he moaned.

You kept going, your hand now wrapping around his cock and slowly pumping him while your head bobbed. Wrecker let his head fall back and eyes close at the feeling and you released him.

“You need my pussy, Wrecker?” you asked.

“The sooner the better,” he replied. 

You straddled his lap and lined him up before slowly sinking onto him. Wrecker always loved that feeling. Nice and slow. He didn’t quite fit in all the way in certain positions, but he never minded and never pushed. He just liked watching you ride him. Wrecker let out soft groans at the sensation of you grinding on him. You found a nice leisurely pace and hummed as he played with your nipples with one hand and his other hand added some stimulation to your clit.

“Aww kriff,” he let out. “Close. Hold up. Lemme help you catch up.”

Your hips stopped and he played with your clit some more, easing you closer to orgasm and slowing down his own just enough. When you felt ready, you started riding him again and several strokes later you were hit by waves of pleasure. You moaned as you rode through every wave, only opening your eyes to look down and see him grunt through a smile as he painted your walls. 

You caught your breath and laid on his chest as he began to soften inside you. He rubbed your back and nuzzled the top of your head. You eased out of him and reached for a towel. You cleaned both your bodies up, but Wrecker had ideas for a bit more thorough job.

“Come here, love,” he said. He picked you up and carried you to the shower again. “Let’s rinse off.” 

He turned on the water and you each took in a deep breath as the warm water hit you. Wrecker gently traced your body and his with a washcloth. You got out and dried each other off again and he decided to carry you to bed. You pulled on some underwear and tossed him his favorite boxer briefs. They were covered in hearts and fireworks. He liked keeping them here. Something only you and he would ever see and made with the softest fabric. 

You laid down together. While Wrecker was usually the big spoon, you laid on your back first. He rested his head on your shoulder and held onto you. Your arms laid over his shoulders and you kissed the top of his head. 

You rubbed his back and murmured, “Love you.”

“Love you too,” he replied. He gave you a gentle squeeze. You held each other in the darkened room. You saw a clear night sky and stars peering through the window. You always looked at them while he was gone and knew he was somewhere among them.

You were brought back to the moment by Wrecker kissing your chest. You looked down and smiled at him. He took your hand in his own and kissed the back of it.

“Somethin’ on your mind?” he asked.

“Just looking at the stars. Glad you’re home.”

“Me too.”

You kissed again. He laid his head on you again and you rested your cheek on the top of it. Eventually Wrecker moved to spoon you. He knew laying on top of you resulted in at least one of your limbs falling asleep eventually. He wanted to feel you tucked against him. It wasn’t long before you were both sleeping soundly and Wrecker was finally able to rest with you in his arms.

Tagging: @sideofhorny @dukeoftheblackstar @staycalmandhugaclone

#wrecker anon #wrecker x f!reader #wrecker x afab reader #tbb wrecker #tbb wrecker x reader #tbb wrecker x f reader #tbb wrecker x afab reader #tbb fanfiction #tbb #the bad batch fanfiction #reader insert

[clone-anon]

I have to go dress shopping soon (someone's wedding coming up) and I don't want to. I want a pretty dress and would like to feel nice, but I'm a bigger lady and I have such a horrible time buying clothes. I try to pretend I don't care about what I look like but I do. Could I please get some support from Hunter or Wrecker (platonic or romantic) or both? I know this is a stupid thing to worry about, but I want to hide. Thank you and it is no rush at all if you are able to write this

Oh Anon. I think many people can relate to this. I certainly can. I hope you don't mind some liberties taken based on my own experience. I wrote this as Hunter, Wrecker, and reader (platonic), although the other three Bad Batchers get cameos.

You had all been invited to a wedding on Pabu and while the boys all found clothes for the event, you hadn't yet. You lingered in the stores, thankful in the moment that the women's clothes were on the other side of the store from men's clothes. You didn't want the boys to see your pained face and frustration. When they were ready to pay and leave, you pushed down your feelings to avoid any questions and simply said they didn't have anything that looked good. Hunter could sense your unease, Crosshair noticed the minute changes on your face as you spoke, and Wrecker could still read the traces of hurt on your face. Echo and Tech sensed something too, but gave you space and didn't want to push it.

As the wedding date came closer, you knew you had to find something. When you headed out to try to find something, Wrecker and Hunter asked if you'd like company. They seemed shy about it, looking between each other, but you smiled a little and nodded.

"If you don't mind," you added.

"Course we don't mind," Wrecker said.

They walked with you, one on either side. As you looked at clothes Wrecker stood around you like a shield. Any time a store worker approached to ask if you needed help, he gently put up his hand and said you were fine. You smiled gratefully at him. Hunter talked to you about what you would like to wear and he just generally kept you company. He noticed your frustration when you noted how frumpy a lot of the clothes looked.

"You deserve to feel as beautiful as you are," he said.

He gave you a supportive shoulder rub when he saw tears in your eyes. They let you take your time, not pushing for information on why this was painful, but simply being there for you.

When you looked at a dress a little longer than anything else, Hunter could feel the change in your mood - a hint of hope in your heart. It was quickly gone and you tried putting the dress back before he stopped you.

"Just try it," he encouraged.

You did so, stepping into the dressing room and feeling immediately overwhelmed by all the mirrors. You changed and looked at yourself, unsure of how you felt. The dress was a little too tight, but you loved the color and the way it laid on your body otherwise.

"How's it going," Hunter asked.

"Uhh... it's probably a size too small," you quietly admitted.

Hunter nodded his head toward the rack and Wrecker got one in the next size up. He knocked on your door and silently handed it to you. You put it on and smiled, pushing past old thoughts and worries.

"How about now," Hunter asked.

You opened the door slightly to see your friends waiting for you and smiling on the other side. They both beamed when you stepped out and Hunter took your hand and guided you to the mirror. You looked anywhere but there.

"Don't look away," he encouraged.

"Yeah, mesh'la," agreed Wrecker, "look at yourself. You look like a million credits."

You looked at yourself and smiled a little, not just at yourself in the dress, but at the boys smiling back at you. Wrecker couldn't help himself and picked you up into a huge hug.

You declared, "Mission accomplished, I guess."

"Good," Wrecker said, putting you down. "I hope you will dance with me at least once at the reception."

"But not every dance goes to Wrecker," added Hunter. "I'd like at least one too."

You smiled at both of them, feeling a lot better.

#hunter x reader #wrecker x reader #tbb hunter x reader #tbb wrecker x reader #platonic!reader #tbb hunter x plus size reader #tbb wrecker x plus size reader #clothes shopping #plus size reader #hunter anon #wrecker anon #wrecker x f!reader #hunter x f!reader #reader insert

[lavandermin]

Please share your professor Welt Yang thoughts, I've brought snacks for us!!! ☺️🍉🍫🧁🍙🍓

(I fear this will awaken something in me)

- 🍪

took 3-5 business days to arrange my thoughts since it was just feral babbling in my melted brain. But!!! We are ready now ☝️

suggestive toward the end, what can I say. I want to get in his professor pants sorry

Professor Welt Yang who is obviously the crush of quite a few university students, though I’d think he would be the oblivious type who just thinks of it as silly faculty gossip. His lectures are always very popular and at full capacity each semester.

Of course you aren’t immune to his serious yet gentle charm either. And while working on grad school you go to him for certain advice and pointers for your thesis. It becomes a more and more frequent thing, so much that you have his office hours memorized at this point.

Conversation is easy with him. And you’ll admit sometimes you go and start a random topic off with a broad question just to hear Welt talk in that deep voice of his. You could hear him talk for hours if he’d let you.

Of course this man is dense and dumb as rocks when it comes to even taking the hint that you are down so bad for him. Just have some patience with him.

You’ll catch him at the university’s cafe grabbing a quick lunch and coffee which turns into effortless conversation just to stay with him a little longer. At your one-on-ones you’ll even bring him a coffee when you stop by. Kind gesture or wiggling your way into his mind? You would never reveal.

There are little things here and there that you start to do that will leave you on his mind more often.

It’ll start with visits for advice on your material and projects. You are easy to get along with and even have some insightful commentary on the topics he speaks about.

Then come the complimentary coffees you bring— sometimes even some suggestions you bring to mix it up. He always enjoys them and thanks you for going out of your way to bring him the most delicate blends and flavors.

Then come the few invites to lunch. First at the university’s cafe to continue the conversations. After a few weeks you offer lunch at nearby places just outside campus. “It’ll make a nice change of scenery and the weather is lovely for a walk today, don’t you think, Professor Yang?” you’ll suggest oh so sweetly. And with that kind and genuine smile you give, how could he refuse? There are some subconscious thoughts that go through his mind wondering if you’re his favorite student. A strange one indeed given you took his lecture last semester and others a few years while you worked on your bachelor’s, but aren’t a student of his currently.

Your meetings during his office hours continue— a bit more scattered throughout the week and with more days in between. Welt starts to look forward to seeing you in his office, two coffees in hand. Lately he’s all you can think about. It becomes more of a frequent guilty pleasure as you show up in tight pencil skirts and button up blouses that reveal a lacy set underneath if his eyes linger too long. You apologize for constant formal attire, throwing in some excuse about recent project presentations and an internship you began. His eyes follow you when you move to leave his office, eyes glued to the way the pencil skirt hugs all your curves in ways that have him a little dazed with new thoughts.

You start showing up on Fridays and later than usual to his office, skirt length just a little higher sometimes and giving him a tease with how your stockings complement your plush thighs so well. You apologize deeply for catching him at the end of his office hours— and before the weekend, no less. The campus is mostly empty with majority of students having left and only a few faculty still around. Your professor, being the kind soul he is, of course tells you it’s always a pleasure to have you in his office. And your attire today certainly is… special.

“Apologies, professor, I have a dinner later with some friends and don’t have time to go home and change,” you explain as you head toward his desk in practiced motions. Your weekly routines. Welt shuts the door, assuring you it’s no issue.

But it is an issue. His heart hammers rapidly in his chest as his eyes take in your attire against their will. How could a simple black dress hug your body in such a sinful way? Or was it just his mind?

His heart is swaying and his feelings will go through some internal turmoil as he begins to realize that his feelings are something more.

Still, ever the professional, he takes a seat at his desk and offers you the one in front of him. Same routine. Just another meeting.

And you break routine. Or break him.

His eyes follow your every move and gesture as you begin explaining some issues you’ve had with your thesis edits and research. Being so close to him, he can catch the subtle scent of your perfume. A warm and subtle citrus.

You apologize briefly, telling him you have to leave soon but needed his advice to get some edits done over the weekend. No need to apologize of course. His eyes follow your every move as you apply some lipstick on while he looks over your file that you emailed over. His heart beats louder and there are some images that come forth in his mind that he has to will away. He has long succumbed to these… questionable thoughts. And that’s putting it lightly.

“Professor?”

Oh. He had been staring idly, not even realizing you were so close to him now. Damn, he hasn’t even looked over the file yet.

Your sultry voice still rings like blaring alarms in his brain. He clears his throat and says he will look the files over more thoroughly and send you an email so you’re not late to your dinner.

Your laugh is heavenly as you point to something on the screen of note on the file. Something he doesn’t even register as his eyes immediately fall to the way your chest is mere inches from his face as you bend near him. The revealing low cut of your dress leaves little to the imagination.

“Professor Yang.” Your voice is just above a whisper, pulling his attention once more.

“Yes?”

“Can I kiss you?” you ask simply, hand on his shoulder making the skin under his dress shirt feel like it’s on fire.

Heat spreads to his entire body, mind blank. His eyes dart to your lips and linger there as he gulps. Hard.

With a chuckle, you lean down to press a kiss to his neck. An action he feels has an effect on him ten times more severe than if you were to kiss his cheek. It’s deliberate. It’s planned. And he wants more.

You tilt his chin up with a delicate hand. Welt is at your mercy, not making any indication of wanting these advances to stop. His eyes are on your lips again as you lean closer, and tilt your head with a sly smile.

“Seems this lipstick really is smudge-proof,” you say, examining the area where you placed your lips. Your eyes go back to his and suddenly his breath hitches in anticipation. “Professor.”

Welt shudders at the way the word rolls of your tongue. There’s jolts of electricity that run through his spine and spread through him in an addictive rush just from your voice. You have him inevitably wrapped around your finger.

“Again,” Welt says with a clear of his throat.

You climb onto his lap, checking his expression in case there was any indication he didn’t want your advances. The hardness painfully confined in his slacks says otherwise.

And you indulge him with a kiss on the lips. One you smile into as he goes in for another like a man starved. Welts rough hands grab at your soft thighs, pulling you closer against him. It’s like he can’t stop now that he’s started. He pushes the thought of someone walking into his office and being discovered engaging in these scandalous activities with a former student far back in his mind, like a fleeting thought he can’t be bothered to think of. Not right now, not when you’re mischievously tugging at his belt buckle. The serious gentleman everyone knows is quickly dissolving before you.

Several months of pleasantries and exchanges and patience finally leading up to exactly what you wanted. You can’t help but grin against his lips for your little victory.

#are we a home wrecker? who knows #welt yang x reader #I’m never letting this dilf go #ask stuff 💌 #mii writes #🍪 anon #cw suggestive #hsr fanfic #cw age gap #bc he wouldn’t be a dilf otherwise

[staycalmandhugaclone]

Of the batch, who goes into the shower with clean clothes to change into and comes out wearing them, who comes out of the fresher in a towel? (Assuming Omega isn't around, who will come out nakkies)

Ooo-ooo! This is exactly the kind of shit I was hoping for.

Hunter - 100% naked. Gives no shits (assuming it's just his brothers around). Enhanced senses effects his sense of touch, too, so he'd take advantage of being free of fabric for a bit longer before shimmying back into those skin suits.

Wrecker - Towel, still wet and dripping water everywhere, and stays in just the towel for way too long. It's not really intentional, he just gets distracted and, if there isn't a pressing need, doesn't see the point in rushing.

Echo - Definitely fully clothed. Fives ran off with his blacks too many times for him to trust not taking them in with him and locking the door, plus he's still not super comfy with people seeing his prosthetics.

Tech - He brings clean clothes in with him, but half the time ends up leaving in just a towel anyway, focus already shifted to whatever fun new thing's on his datapad at the moment. Sometimes he'll forget to actually get full dressed for hours, maybe grabbing a garment here and there between tasks.

Crosshair - Totally depends on who's there. If he's alone, towel. Even alone, he isn't exactly comfortable being totally exposed, but he'll allow himself a more lazy time getting ready. With his brothers around, he'll bring his clothes in with him to avoid the possibility of Wrecker trying any funny business.

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[doublesunsets]

What kind of partner could you see each member of the Batch ending up with?

First of all, sorry, it took me awhile, we are having a heat wave and I don't have the will to do anything… Also, I don’t know how this ended being not only the kind of partner but how they ended together as well? I hope you don’t mind, Anon.

Hunter

Hunter has such a dad mode imprinted that I cannot see him searching for a partner, he is too focused taking care of the family he already has. So it would have to be something like crossed paths, I’m thinking here like another single parent, whose child Omega is friends with, or someone like a merchant, who always sells him his favourite food and at first he doesn’t notice them, but little by little they get a spot in his heart, “Don’t be ridiculous, Omega, I just like to buy the meilooruns here because they taste better, that’s all”. The first encounters will be more like forced interactions though, because he doesn’t trust easily anymore, Hunter is a slow-burn kind of guy. They will need to be kind and thoughtful, someone who will make him forget about war and the battlefield, also responsible and mature so they can take some burden off his shoulders, and share responsibilities.

Tech

Tech, my beloved. They will have to be someone as curious as him, independent, and who is not afraid to be honest with him, he will appreciate that and also it will make it easier for him to be honest in return. It could be a little rough at first, for sure there will be some bickering, but that’s the way to Tech’s heart, I believe. He likes a challenge, but he doesn’t like being contradicted, so definitely also someone who respects his boundaries. The most important part is that they will have to be someone able to deal with his temper, because he has a temper, we’ve seen it with Wrecker, so someone who’s not afraid of conflict. I see something that starts as platonic, some adventure partner that can keep up with his rapid thinking, and can follow his vision. Maybe a mission goes wrong, and Tech’s plan fails, and this person finds a way to fix the situation. After that, they will earn Tech’s respect, he will start asking their opinion, and showing him his discoveries, and from there is just a matter of time, “I have to admit, you are as half as good as I am, and that’s an extraordinary feat.”

Wrecker

Oh boy, this man just wants to help everyone and be useful. I’m picturing some helpless damsel-in-distress (gender neutral) situation here. Some villager whose house has been destroyed under an attack and Wrecker helps them, and then he realises that they are kind of clumsy and need protection from themselves all the time. “No, no, give me that knife, I’ll cut the potatoes for you”, he will have to learn a little bit of responsibility, but not that much, though, because even if they are someone innocent, and couldn’t even think about saying something mean to anyone, they also like games and pranks, and he will laugh so much with them that he will fall on his bum. In essence, someone happy and joyful, with a nice smile, and Wrecker will love to plant flowers in their garden just to see them smile.

Echo

A freedom fighter. That’s it, that’s the post. Echo could never be with someone who doesn’t share his beliefs, they will have to be a person of action, someone that wants to change the galaxy for the better, or at least try it. But they will have to be someone who remembers to take care of him as well, that’s how he falls in love with them. His partner will know when they both need to rest, because you cannot do good when you are dead. They will remind him to be more careful and to stop and smell the roses, he needs someone to live for, not only to die for. I want that for him. Maybe when they both are in an outpost, after an extraction mission, they will stop and get him some scarf, “because the space is cold, Echo, you cannot save people if you are shivering” and later on the ship Echo will notice that he feels warmer, yes, but it has nothing to do with the scarf.

Crosshair

Oh my little gremlin of a man. His partner will need to be some no-bullshit-allowed because if not, there is no way they are getting through all those layers of ego and self-doubt, wrapped inside that skinny ass. Isn’t he a treat? He needs to be chosen, I think he needs to feel like someone needs him, so it has to be someone who actively searches for him, over and over again until it penetrates on that stubborn brain of his that he is loved. Someone stubborn, someone who likes a challenge. It will start with him being annoyed when they bring him gifts, like, “look I saw these cookies at the market and thought of you” and Crosshair will just scoff. But then one day, this person doesn’t buy him cookies but they buy Tech some chips, and he will be like “where are my cookies?”, and then without saying anything, they will go back to the market and bring him the cookies, “should have told me you like them that much, pretty boy”, and now he is never getting rid of them (he secretly loves it).

#im not tagging people because idk if you will consider these as writing tho #the bad batch headcanons #the bad batch x reader #Star Wars imagine #tbb hunter #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb echo #tbb crosshair #star wars #clones #inbox #anon #sunset writes

[sluttywonwoo]

i only thought i understood the concept of a bias wrecker before i got into svt but now i’ve learned the truth. i am such a minghao girlie through and through but jun just hit me like a TRUCK on like Wednesday i honestly do not know what happened

yessss they legit wreck you and give you an identity crisis and then you look like ^^

#me with seok lately #he’s always been my wrecker but phew latelyyyy he’s been looking too good #answered #anon

[nerdy-valkyrie]

Echo and Wrecker from The Bad Batch

How good do you think they'd be in comforting or giving hugs?

And how do you comfort them should they be the ones needing it?

Hey! Thanks for the ask!

Alright, we'll start with Echo:

Echo isn't super touchy-feely. He isn't touch-averse per say but he isn't going to initiate physical contact that much. That being said, if you hug him he will definitely hug you back. His hugs are delicate and soft and will make you feel safe no mater what. He is also down to just sit with you and listen to you talk or even just sit in silence if that's what you need.

For comforting him the best way is to just be nearby. He can get caught up in his own head a lot and usually will try to isolate himself when that happens, but that just causes him to spiral more, so being close and being a grounding presence is really helpful. Also, he doesn't have a lot of body fat so warming him up with snuggles is also appreciated.

Now for Wrecker:

Wrecker's hugs are bone-crushingly tight and also super warm because he has so much body mass. Mans like a sentient weighted blanket. He's also very tall and very strong so expect your feet to leave the ground. He gives out hugs very liberaly and is also a great person to go to if you need a laugh or a distraction. He will just talk about whatever random bullshit pops into his head for as long as you let him.

As for providing him comfort, Wrecker feels his emotions very deeply. His thoughts also get muddled up very easily when they are running through is head, so having someone just sit and listen to him process what he is thinking helps a lot. He is also very expressive, so often times all he needs is for someone to just bare witness to his emotions.

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[void-tawogau]

Rob, What do you like to do in your free time?

I totally don't regret it 👀/J

#gumball #tawog gumball #tawog #rob tawog #tawog rob #rob wrecker #role swap au #roleswap fanart #roleswap #tawog swap au #swap au #tawog roleswap au #tawog au #alternate universe #tawog fanart #send anons #send asks #asks open :3 #asks open #send me asks #ask blog #asks

[sunshinesdaydream]

Any hot takes for us this fine evening?

Fell asleep before I could get to it but a hot take?

Hunter is overrated. *Gasp* yeah I just upset thousands. He’s the only “popular” clone I feel that way about. Comparatively Wrecker doesn’t get enough love and is frequently portrayed OOC.

Overall “rare clones” don’t get enough love.

Enter Hardcase & Hevy rant.

Howzer, with less screen time and less character development than Hevy gets FAR more love than Hevy (sacrificing himself for all of his brothers on Kamino?)

Also with more screen time and more indications of his personality (and the best ink in the GAR) is Hardcase. Also frequently portrayed OOC. Boy is keeps up with an ARC trooper (meaning he is one or as good as one). And sacrifices himself for his brothers.

Still taking Random anons as I write smut in the Starbucks!

#woke up and chose violence #I haven’t had coffee yet #or a Wrecker fic in an age #at least not one that doesn’t portray him as an idiot #sunshine anons #sunshine answers #star wars #the clone wars #the bad batch #clone wars

[clone-anon-after-dark]

Slowly (Wrecker x M!Reader)

There are two versions of this story. The F!Reader version is available here.

Word Count: 1267

Warnings: NSFW, Minors DNI, some implied size difference, ass grabbing, unprotected PiA (reader giving), blowjobs (both giving), handjob (reader giving), alludes to the events in TBB S3E4, aftercare

A/N: Wrecker has been holding it together for Hunter while they search for Omega. Now that she and Crosshair are back, tensions are somewhat high as they figure out how to be a squad and family again. You decide it’s time someone took care of Wrecker. Established relationship. 

You met up with Wrecker when he and Hunter finally returned to Pabu. He was clearly pleased they’d found Omega, or rather, she found them. He had some mixed feelings about Crosshair being back, but you knew he missed his brother and despite the hurt, he still felt happy.

“Stay with me tonight,” you suggested. 

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” he replied with a grin. 

You both bid Hunter, Omega, and Crosshair goodnight as they got settled. You walked hand-in-hand to your small home. It felt cozy, but Wrecker was a bit of a mess. He and Hunter hadn’t really paid attention to any self-care while they darted around the galaxy. He admitted that with the stress of it all, he hadn’t really slept much in the last few weeks. You helped him undress and threw his clothes in the washer while he got in the shower. You joined him not long after and worked him into a lather.  He groaned as you tried to massage out some of the kinks in his back. He gave you a tired smile and kissed you, his big hands reaching around to grab your ass.  You looked down. As if you needed to do that to notice what was happening to both your bodies.

“See something you like, big guy?”

“Always,” he replied as you turned off the water.

“We don’t have to do anything tonight if you’re too tired,” you reassured as you dried each other off.

“I know,” he said. “But I missed ya and this shower’s been invigoratin’.”

“Then let me take care of you, Wrecker.”

He blushed and rubbed the back of his head and nodded almost shyly.

“How about you get comfortable in bed and I’ll throw your clothes in the dryer?” you asked.

“I can take care of the clothes,” he insisted.

“You’ve been doing so much,” you replied. “Let me. You get ready.”

You took your time with the laundry. You knew he was particular about how he got prepared when he was on the receiving end. He greeted you with a grin as you walked into the bedroom. He was laying back on his favorite pillow, a soft blanket covering him from the waist down. It didn’t cover much though.

You turned the lights down a bit so that the room filled with a warm glow. Wrecker relaxed into the mattress further while you crawled into bed next to him. His body was always on the warmer side and he tossed the blankets further down the bed. You took your clothes off and he grinned as he watched. His strong hands traced up and down your body as his lips devoured yours. You were slow and deliberate as you kissed your way across his jaw and down his neck. Wrecker let out a soft grunt as you left a little hickey in the crook of his neck.  You kissed down each arm and smiled softly as you kissed the palm of each hand. 

“You’re almost teasing,” he said, pulling you closer so he could kiss your lips. “Lemme at least taste that sweet cock of yours for a bit.”

“If you insist.”

Wrecker chuckled as you kneeled next to him. He leaned down and took your length in his mouth and squeezed your ass. Everything about Wrecker was strong and that included his ability to suck as he slowly bobbed his head, his chin brushing your balls each time. You took in a deep breath and traced the scars on his head. You were getting too close too fast.

“I don’t wanna finish yet,” you managed.

Wrecker pulled away and smiled at you.

“That’s alright,” he said. “Want ya to come in my ass anyway.”

You grinned and lightly pushed his shoulders encouraging him to lay back again.  You grabbed the lube out of the nightstand drawer and worked his tight circle of muscle, making sure he would be plenty slick. He pulled his legs up a bit further and let his knees fall back at the feeling. You kissed his thigh before taking the head of his cock in your mouth. You barely take half of him before he hit the back of your throat. You did your best to relax your jaw and felt him reach forward to caress your cheek with his thumb. 

“Feels so good,” he moaned.

You kept going, fingers that had worked his hole now wrapping around his cock and slowly pumping him. Wrecker let his head fall back and eyes close at the feeling. 

“You need me to fuck you, Wrecker?” you asked.

“The sooner the better,” he replied. 

You lined yourself up and gently pushed inside him. Wrecker always loved that feeling. Nice and slow. His legs relaxed and you rubbed the back of his thighs as you fucked him. Wrecker let out soft groans at the sensation. You found a nice leisurely pace and hummed at the sight and feeling of your cock moving in and out of him. He reached to stroke himself in time to your hips as you fondled his balls and continued to fuck him.

“Aww kriff,” he let out. “Close.”

“Wanna see you explode,” you said.

Several strokes later and Wrecker grunted, painting his stomach and chest with cum. The sight was nearly enough to send you to bliss. Your balls tightened as they bounced against his ass with each thrust and you came inside him.

“Love watchin’ you like that,” he said as he looked at you fondly.

You eased out of him and reached for a towel. You cleaned both your bodies up, but Wrecker had ideas for a bit more thorough job.

“Come here, love,” he said. He picked you up and carried you to the shower again. “Let’s rinse off.” 

He turned on the water and you each took in a deep breath as the warm water hit you. Wrecker gently traced your body and his with a washcloth. You got out and dried each other off again and he decided to carry you to bed. You pulled on some underwear and tossed him his favorite boxer briefs. They were covered in hearts and fireworks. He liked keeping them here. Something only you and he would ever see and made with the softest fabric. 

You laid down together. While Wrecker was usually the big spoon, you laid on your back first. He rested his head on your chest and held onto you. Your arms laid over his shoulders and you kissed the top of his head. 

You rubbed his shoulders and murmured, “Love you.”

“Love you too,” he replied. He gave you a gentle squeeze. You held each other in the darkened room. You saw a clear night sky and stars peering through the window. You always looked at them while he was gone and knew he was somewhere among them.

You were brought back to the moment by Wrecker kissing your chest. You looked down and smiled at him. He took your hand in his own and kissed the back of it.

“Somethin’ on your mind?” he asked.

“Just looking at the stars. Glad you’re home.”

“Me too.”

You kissed again. He laid his head on your chest again and you rested your cheek on the top of it. Eventually Wrecker moved to spoon you. He knew laying on top of you resulted in at least one of your limbs falling asleep eventually. He wanted to feel you tucked against him. It wasn’t long before you were both sleeping soundly and Wrecker was finally able to rest with you in his arms.

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[clone-anon]

I saw someone post this idea somewhere and I can't find it, but please can you write about reader taking Wrecker to a food truck festival? No pressure if you have too many requests. Thank you

Wrecker only knew that you were taking him out for the day. He did not know of your little surprise. So when you walked up to the food truck festival, you actually laughed for joy at his reaction.

"Oh, look at all this!" He picked you up and twirled you around before taking your hand and walking up to the first truck. He didn't waste any time and the smile never left his face.

The entire sunny afternoon was spent trying all the food he could eat. Wrecker had one of everything. You were more selective, but each time he ate something new, he gave you a run down of all the flavors and how happy it made him feel. He wasn't just a man who ate to eat. Wrecker picked foods that complimented each other. He balanced his savory foods with sweet. He took his time. It was an experience.

You hung out and played some games after eating. The festival had music and he proved to be a fun dancer. You'd both worked up an appetite again and tried foods from the rest of the trucks. Sandwiches you could dip in sauce, fried vegetables, and handheld pies. It was all delicious and Wrecker enjoyed it all.

"Well," he said, holding his stomach after his last bite. "I didn't know if it would ever happen again. But it has."

"What?"

"I'm full."

You smiled and walked home together. You both had one heck of a food coma.

#wrecker anon #wrecker x reader #tbb wrecker #sweet boy loves food and i love how much he loves food #tbb fanfiction #tbb wrecker x reader #reader insert

[staycalmandhugaclone]

Theoretically, suppose there are exactly 6 sets of bed sheets on the Marauder: one with dinosaurs, one with unicorns, one with flowers, one with planets, one solid red, and one tie dye. The batch needed new sheets and these were on sale. Suppose each person, including Omega, gets one set. Who gets which set?

This is so cute and wholesome... makin' my heart happy! Mkay!

Obviously Omega wants the unicorns, but, no lie, Wrecker loves them. He's also kinda got his eyes on the dinos, but Tech actually snagged those (he makes a game of researching a new dino before bed until he knows everything about each one), so Omega takes the flowers so Wrecker can have the unicorns.

Crosshair grabs the red ones before anyone can even get a word in, and Echo and Hunter really couldn't care less - it's more about function for them. Hunter ends up with the planets just because the colors are more muted and won't mess with his eyes as much, and, honestly, Echo kinda likes the chaos of the tie dye anyway - he thinks Fives would have absolutely tried to recreate the patterns on his blacks with bleach if he'd seen anything like this before.

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[bowlofsoob]

WAIT OMG whos ur bts bias??

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JUNGKOOK I HAVE A THING FOR BUNNY MEN

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[themistymountainscold]

What’s your headcannon about the Bad Batch talking to Echo about 99?

Also, hope you have a great day! 🙃

omg i completely forgot they have this connection 😭😭

i think echo mentions 99 first, kinda off handedly when talking about his batch when in kamino, and cause he hadn’t truely recovered from watching him die.

its wrecker who buts in like “99? we knew him!”

echo then talks about how his batch would have probably have been reconditioned if it werent for him and that he was there when he saved him and his brothers during the attack on kamino.

the others are all smiling softly, happy their mentor went down how he wanted, tech then talks about 99 telling them stories, giving them encouragement for any tasks, and then mentions that 99 showed them a medal.

echo smiled sadly and tells them it was his batch mate hevy’s after the trials, but instead of keeping it he gave it to 99.

its literally turning into a badly written fic, but they just remenise about him pretty much exchanging any stories they could.

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[thefact0rygirl]

Can you make a nipple piercing reaction for other troops too? 👀 Like for Cody, wolffe, tbb, etc?

oooooo the return of the nip nops piercings! I've already done Cody and Wolffe and the 501st so how about the Bad Batch?

Hunter has a deep, deep appreciation for nipple piercings. All body piercings tbh. They make him error 404 the second he notices you have your nipples pierced.

He is also the one out of TBB to get nipple piercings himself.  While Hunter would get them for looks and personal preference, Wrecker is the one most likely to get them on a dare. 

As far as on you, Wrecker would be all for them. He loves your body and seeing you confident in your skin. He would get super flustered the first time he noticed, but also be intrigued. He is going to have a lot of fun with seeing how they affect you and how sensitive you get.

Like Wrecker, Tech would be interested in seeing how you respond. But that is about as far as his fascination goes. He doesn’t really have a preference or opinion on your nip nops. It’s your body and if you like them and they aren’t hurting you, then he’s all for them.

But he is the one most likely to make an observational comment about your nipples having a metal taste.

I’ve covered pre-Citadel Echo here, but TBB Echo is all for them. Like Wrecker and Tech, he supports your bodily autonomy and you modifying yourself to what you want.

Echo would be similar to Rex in that he won’t mention them until you are literally topless in front of him. 

And finally we have Crosshair. He would be the first one to notice. No matter how much Hunter loves piercings, Crosshair is still the first to notice. He is very observant, but he won’t say anything to you about them. He will wait until you bring it up or someone else does.

Out of all of TBB, he is the one most likely to make a snarky comment. I feel Crosshair’s way of flirting is still a bit juvenile and he will poke fun at you not realizing he may come off as rude. Like Crosshair might make a comment about them looking like bathtub plus or something along those lines.

He won’t really understand why you got them until he realizes how sensitive they make you and how much fun could be.

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[void-tawogau]

Hey Rob, have you ever tried to hangout with Gumball as his friend? I think that you might have many things in common!

Gumball only agreed to go for a walk with Rob if Rob bought him chocolate ice cream

They didn't talk much, but at least now Gumball knows that Rob likes chocolate too :')

Who does not like chocolate???

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