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alligatorpie1945 · 1 day

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Working on something big. So in the meantime enjoy a redraw of one of my old pieces. What’s more fun than sad children 😂

I need more practice with expressions, so I might even make more expression sheets.

#the bad batch #fanart #star wars #tbb #tech #crosshair #wrecker #hunter #clone cadets #sad kids #crying #expression practice #different ways to cry

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bronzebraids-art · 19 hours

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You’re telling me A SHRIMP FRIED THIS RICE??

Enjoy this fun little comic full of Wrecker vibes. I left the 3rd pic very badly sketched cause it looked funnier that way😂

Also Crosshair just want to eat some food in peace, but you know these guys

Thanks for the love on this, this is the reason posting art on Tumblr is so fun🖤

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dragon-pups · 1 day

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ANOTHER

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trapezequeen · 2 days

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Hunter Being Omega’s Dad -> Plan 99 (2/4)

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darth-memes · 3 days

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STAR WARS TALES OF THE EMPIRE COMES OUT IN 13 DAYS!!!

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therealcalrissian · 2 days

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deep down beneath a soldier’s armor, there lives an ipad kid

#sorry he can’t come to the phone he’s in an obby right now #he’s robloxing the fuck out of his iphone 5 #i think we all knew his goofy ass adorableness would lead him down this road #wrecker joined #wrecker has 10 kills #wrecker is a beast #wrecker has leveled up #wrecker is unstoppable #star wars #the bad batch #sw tbb #tbb #star wars the bad batch #tbb season 3 #the bad batch star wars #tbb spoilers #wrecker #wrecker tbb

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dystopicjumpsuit · 7 hours

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Cuddles and Snuggles?! 👀

Sign me up lol

I have a request if you feel inspired by it 👀

6. trying to crawl under their shirt with either Wrecker or Kix.

Because I would very much like to hide under their shirts than deal with the outside lol

If you think of someone that fits the prompt better, then do that instead! (Or you can entirely disregard this ofc lol)

😘💜💜💜

A/N: Moonie! I had this whole ficlet planned out, and then we chatted about this wonderful Wrecker art by @pinkiemme, and it took over my entire brain. So thank you both for inspiring me. 🖤♥️

Pairing: Wrecker x Reader (GN)

Rating: T (but as always, minors DNI)

Wordcount: 573

Warnings and tags: fluff, cuddles, established relationship shenanigans, very slightly suggestive dialogue, mild language

Summary: Wrecker is just so warm.

Suggested Listening (English translation here):

This fic smells like: Work From Home by Memoire Archives (cappuccino, caramel, biscotti)

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You rolled over to find an empty bed. You groped blindly through the blankets, but Wrecker was nowhere to be found, and based on how cold the sheets were, he’d been gone a while. Grinding the palms of your hands into your eyes, you sat up, searching blearily for him. There was no sign of him, so you stumbled out of bed to form a rescue party of one. It wasn’t long before you saw the soft blue glow of his datapad as he curled up on the sofa in the darkness.

“Hey,” you whispered, your voice coming out in a hoarse croak.

He looked up and smiled. “What’re you doin’ up?”

“I got cold,” you replied. “Can’t sleep?”

He shook his head.

“I’ll make us some caf,” you said.

“Already got some moogan tea,” he replied, holding up a steaming mug.

Screw the caf, then, you decided, immediately crossing the room to plop down next to him. You leaned your head against his shoulder, wrapped your arms around his waist, and draped your legs across his thigh, tucking your feet against his calf.

“You really are cold,” Wrecker said with a laugh as he felt your frigid toes.

“Warm me up?” you pleaded, giving him the softest, most pathetic tooka eyes you could muster at such an early hour.

“C’mere, then,” he replied, adjusting your position so he could hold you a little closer while still staring over your head at his datapad.

“Reading something good?” you asked.

He kissed the top of your head. “Candy Crush.”

You laughed quietly and snuggled closer, teasing your chilled fingers beneath the hem of his shirt. He flinched away involuntarily, but when you pulled back, he let out a little grumble.

“It’s all right,” he said. “You just surprised me. Come back.”

You didn’t bother to put up even a token resistance, instead diving your icy hands enthusiastically back under his shirt.

“Gods, you’re so warm!” you murmured, burrowing closer and sliding your hands further and further under his shirt, until you were practically wearing it with him.

“I do that on purpose so you’ll cuddle up to me,” he replied, holding back a laugh. “Comfy down there?”

“I’m working on it,” you replied. “You’re a really good heat source.”

“And you’re a really good icicle.” He set down his mug and wrapped his free arm around you. “You tryin’ to climb all the way inside my shirt?”

“Our shirt,” you replied, your voice slightly muffled by the fabric. “Besides, I’m not trying. I’m succeeding.”

“Well, maybe I should just carry you back to our bed so you can have a real blanket.”

“No, this is fine,” you replied from inside his—ahem—your shirt. “It’s cozy. I live here now.”

You felt the deep rumble of his chuckle against your cheek as you nuzzled your face against his chest. “You gonna pay rent?”

“Nah, I’m sleeping with the landlord. He’d never evict me.”

"You got that right." He shifted, and you heard the soft clatter of his datapad as he set it on the floor, then both of his arms closed around you. With seemingly no effort at all, he lifted you up and rolled the both of you over so you were tucked securely between him and the back of the sofa, wrapped in his embrace. He yawned loudly, and you knew he’d doze off within minutes. "Now stop squirmin’ and go back to sleep.”

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clonebrainrot · 1 day

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So I have been thinking of what line that’s said in the next episode is some people’s favorite of the series. Beating out stuff like the Tech Omega talk or the “when have we ever followed orders” I am pretty convinced it will be an Omega line. But I think it needs to be something more than Omega just calling hunter dad or some variation of that. I still think that’s coming, but I don’t think that will be next episode. I have a feeling it will be something more on the badass side.

But that’s just the thing I can’t actually image what the line could be and that’s what makes it fun. So what do you think the line could be and more importantly who is Omega saying it to?

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sashketter · 3 days

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Romantic touch with the Bad Batch

Hunter: He’s gentle with his hands. He squeezes your fingertips, hooks his pinky around yours, plays with your fingers at your sides when he thinks no one will notice. If you’re sitting next to him, he’ll swing his arm behind you and lightly trace his fingernails up and down your back. When you’re around others, he’ll press his side to yours for assurance, his arm, hip, or thigh heating yours. His enhanced senses means he doesn’t need much to satisfy him, but he enjoys playing with your senses. For him, small points of contact carry a lot of weight.

Tech: He doesn’t think to touch you when it’s not necessary. He’ll hold your hand to pull you up off the floor, use his body to push yours over a wall, even manhandle you to move you out of harm’s way, but nothing tender or what he’d consider extraneous. Instead, he welcomes any and all touches from you. Your hand rests on his back or shoulder while you pore over the datapad in his hands and he leans into you. You hug him and he rubs your back. You hold his hand and he squeezes it. He wants you to initiate.

Wrecker: He’s aware of his strength and takes his time learning how much you can handle. He starts with light jabs of his finger, calibrated not to drive a hole through you. He punches your shoulder lightly after a good joke. Eventually, he slings his arm over your shoulders and puts its weight on you. But then, after one particularly bad mission, you comfort him with a hug while he’s sitting, his head tucked under your chin and his arms wrapped almost twice around your torso, and from then on, you’re regularly treated to his all-encompassing bear hugs. He wraps his arms tight around your body and picks you up off your feet, your arms either crushed against his chest or on top of his shoulders where you can cradle his head. You feel like his new Lula.

Crosshair: He’s not one for hugs, but he’s constantly leaning one of his arms on you. On your head when you’re sitting or kneeling, over your shoulders when you’re standing, and eventually, in your lap as you weave your fingers between his; it helps him calm the tremors. Like Hunter, he focuses much of his attention through his hands. He’ll brush the backs of his fingers on your arm or squeeze your hand whenever you pass him. His grip lingers on your waist, his palm heating your side. At some point, he taps a knuckle under your chin, and you marvel at his playfulness.

Echo: He’s the most demonstrative of the bunch and uses any opportunity to touch you. His hand is glued on your shoulder, at your elbow, on the middle of your back, around your waist, everywhere. He seems to use your proximity to ground himself. He loves when you’re both standing and he can snake his arm around your back and rest his hand just below your waist, pulling you flush next to him, his palm inching down to cup the swell of your hips and his thumb rubbing smooth lines. Eventually, he holds your hand.

#the bad batch #tbb hunter #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tbb crosshair #tbb echo #*#headcanons #hunter #tech #wrecker #crosshair #echo #i will use any and all opportunities to have the clones do the boba fett chin tap 😇

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topazblitz · 1 day

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Wrecker

The Calvary has arrived!!

Procreate

See the other Bad Batch members in this series:

Echo

Hunter

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rainydaydream-gal18 · 13 hours

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(Bad Batch) Wrecker x Reader: The Gift

Word Count: 1,178

Warnings: Fluff, pining

Author's note: This one goes out to the Wrecker girlies!!! And anyone else who could use some Wrecker content.

You clutched the folded-up cloth tighter in your hand, waiting at the bottom of the steps for a certain Bad Batcher to come walking by after dinner. As you waited, you were granted the soothing pleasure of watching the sky turn all sorts of vibrant shades as the sun began to dip below the horizon. The air was still warm: the evening chill hadn’t begun to set yet. You leaned over the stone wall to peer down at how the ocean shone with reflections of the sky.

With the return of Crosshair, and the whole squad safe and sound- not to mention happy- Pabu was starting to feel like home to you. The peaceful days that passed were precious to you. You treasured each moment you spent with the squad, and it shed a new light on a particular someone.

Afternoons were spent sitting side-by-side on the docks with him, fishing in the sun. You both helped out with different projects around the community, and when you did take breaks, you took them together. Sometimes the two of you would dig into a picnic basket that you’d packed for lunch, or take a dip in the crystal waters, or just sit in the sand talking and joking around.

You found yourself hardly anywhere but at his side, and him at yours. It felt like the most natural thing in the world. Wrecker always had a warmth about him that you liked. You always thought he was handsome, and you couldn’t deny that you felt your face heat up and heart pound anytime he was near… But there was hardly time to explore that. The squad had been on the run for so long, and you were always worried about the dynamic that these feelings would bring to the team.

This time on Pabu gave you the chance to simply be with him. To exist together. To find out more about not only him, but yourself. It was all new to you. Life was simple there, happy, and for a short while you could forget about the insanity that had taken over the rest of the Galaxy. You could forget about the danger that the squad was truly in.

The familiar gaits of your squad were coming down the steps. You turned around, keeping the folded item behind your back. Hunter, Crosshair, Wrecker and Omega were making their descent, all with smiles on their faces after a filling dinner. Hunter paused in front of you first, giving you a curious look.

“You good?” he asked. To be fair, you had left dinner early. You’d mustered up the courage to grab the gift from your quarters and wait for the opportunity to give it to its intended recipient.

“Yeah, thank you.”

Crosshair chewed on a toothpick, passing by you with a simple nod in your direction. It was brief but sincere. Omega was at his heels with Wrecker beside her, and the two of them beamed when they saw you.

“Hey, ______,” she greeted.

“Hey! Missed you at dinner!” Wrecker said. He gave you a nudge. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah…Actually, could I have a moment with you?”

“You can have as many as you’d like!” he chuckled. Omega already knew about the gift, since you’d given her one not too long ago. She gave you a knowing look, waving at you both kindly, as she continued on her way to catch up with Hunter and Crosshair.

“What’s up?” Wrecker asked

You hesitated, suddenly feeling shy as you had his full attention. “I got you something. I don’t know, it might be a little silly…but, here.” You held out the item, embarrassment and excitement wrestling inside you. Wrecker unfolded and held it up to get a better look.

“Aww, it’s Lula!” he exclaimed, turning the shirt around. “How-? Where’d you get this?”

“There’s a shop on the lower levels that prints designs on T-shirts,” you explained happily. “Omega and I drew one up for you. She had one made that was similar.”

Wrecker grinned at you. “It’s the best shirt ever!” He moved forward to wrap his arms around you, giving you a tight squeeze that made you laugh. “Thank you!” You wrapped your arms around his neck and hugged him back, so relieved that he liked the present. It felt like he might never let you go, but then the embrace did come to an end. You felt his cheek brush against yours briefly as he carefully put you back down. “So, uh, what’s the occasion?”

He looked a little nervous, like perhaps he had forgotten an important day.

“It’s just because,” you said. “I appreciate your friendship. You’re so fun, and thoughtful, and I really like our talks.”

His eyes softened as he listened to your words, regarding you with a tenderness that you saw in him often. Wrecker gave a quiet chuckle. “I like spending time with you too,” he said. It appeared as if he wanted to say more, but no words came. He simply gazed back at you in this way, and you found yourself unsure of what to say next.

“Uh, anyway…” You ran a hand over the stone railing beside you idly. “I have some errands to run before dark. I’ll see you around.”

“Need any help?”

You shook your head, smiling in appreciation of his offer. “It’s alright, nothing major. Thank you though, Wreck.”

“Sure, sure.” He rubbed the back of his neck and watched you take the next stairway towards the market.

Wrecker looked back down at the shirt after you left, running his thumbs over the soft material. He couldn’t wait to wear it the next time the two of you hung out. He headed back to where his squad had gone, finding just Hunter and Crosshair seated in a common area with a bonfire going. Omega appeared to have already gone to bed for the night.

Crosshair was the first to notice what was in Wrecker’s hand. “What’s that? A gift?” There was no mistaking the subtle teasing in his tone.

“Uh, yeah.” Wrecker took a seat. “She got one for Omega too.”

“That doesn’t negate the fact,” Hunter said with the hint of a smile.

Wrecker looked at him. “What fact?”

“The fact that the girl is crazy for you,” Crosshair replied with the roll of his eyes, irritated that his brother was obviously feigning obliviousness. He wasn’t about to let his sibling off that easily. “And you are for her. So, what’s the hold up?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Wrecker grumbled, folding his arms in a stubborn sort of gesture. “There’s no hold up.”

Hunter and Crosshair exchanged looks, both raising a brow, but said no more on the matter. Wrecker leaned back to watch the bonfire while these things went through his mind.

Of course he felt that way about you. Of course he’d wanted to bring it up for ages, but it never seemed to be quite the right time, so he just carried on as usual.

Maybe it was time to change that.

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vithe-potato · 2 days

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Better?

Wrecker x reader

Warnings: Reader described as having thighs large enough to chafe, nothing else it’s just fluff.

Summary: You and Wrecker decide to take a walk around the Market, and he comes up with a solution to the annoying chafing of your thighs.

Word Count: 937

You had been tugging down the inside of your skort every chance you got.

Long story short, the ship had more damage than usual from the latest missions, and you needed a safe place to fix it up. You and the batch found a peaceful little planet ⸺not yet tainted by the effects of the empire⸺ to touch down on. With less hustle and bussle of previous planets markets and no missions to go on today, you and your lovely boyfriend (with whom you get no alone time) decided to walk around the town's market.

Birds were chirping in mossy-green trees, and the sun was beating down on your face. So naturally when getting ready for the date, you decided to wear something cute and summery compared to your usual modified clone armor.

You immediately regretted the decision. The brand new skort Wrecker and Omega had gotten you as a birthday gift was constantly riding up into uncomfortable positions. The confidence you had gained earlier from all the compliments you had received, was slowly draining.

"Meshla, look how cute these are!" Wrecker enthusiastically called you over to a little shop with little animals that looked more like balls of fluff scratching at the window of their enclosure. He kneeled down close to the window to take a better look at the cute creatures.

You smiled at him, trying to ignore the painful burning on your inner thighs with every step you took toward him. 'Beauty is pain' you kept repeating in your head. "They are adorable! Do you think Hunter would kill us if we brought one home?" I took his hand in mine and chuckled at the thought of Hunter's angry face the moment we would show up with one of these guys.

Wrecker's nose scrunched up and his lips formed a pout in disappointment, "Yeah, probably." He sighed, lifting from his feet, keeping hold of your hand as he started dragging you to the next sight. You winced slightly, wishing that you had at least shoved some Vaseline in your purse just in case.

The dirt kicked up from under his feet as he abruptly stopped. Confused, you looked up at him, an eyebrow arched slightly as a que for him to explain. "Are you okay?" He asked, concerned.

"Yeah," you brought up your hand to block the sun from your face, you had to look up so far to see his handsome face, "Why?"

"I didn't pull on ya too hard, did I?" You shook your head and your face relaxed as you now understood his concern. "Your arms not hurt or anythin'?" He asked gently.

You sighed, and gently smiling up at him you placed a hand softly on the arm of the hand you were holding. "No, Wreck, I'm okay."

"What's got'cha wincing like that then?" you paused, the heat now too much as it rose to your face.

"Oh it's nothing." you tried to wave it off and keep walking, but his hand was still wrapped around you, and there was no way you could force him to move his feet, no matter how bad you wanted to.

"It's not nothing if it puts my cyare in pain." He said stubbornly. You have to bite your lip to keep from smiling at the cute pout on his lips, and the name he had given you falling from them.

You step toward him to lean your intertwined hands on his chest. Now, craning your head upwards to see him. You lowered your voice quite a bit and gently said, "It's my thighs, Wreck." You can see now that you have just made him confused. You purse your lips together, trying to figure out how to continue. “My thighs chafe-” You cleared your throat, you didn’t want him to take it like you didn’t like the skirt, so you decide not to mention it. “They just burn a bit, it’s ok though, lets just keep walking, I don’t want to go home yet.”

Wrecker smiles as he hears you refer to the Marauder as home, but his pout returns when he remembers the problem. “Ah that’s it huh? That’s not a problem at all Mesh’la!” He then brings his large hands to your waist and suddenly you feel weightless and a million butterflies are in your stomach as he lifts you into his arms, carrying you bridal style. You ⸺suddenly self conscious⸺ look to all of the townspeople passing by giving you weird looks.

Your face must have shown your concern because your abnormally strong boyfriend looks down at you, now his eyebrow is raised. You gave into his questioning gaze “As much as I love this, Wreck, I think it would be better for me to just keep walking.” His eyes moved to where you had been looking before, understanding came over his features.

He smiled gently at you, “Well how ‘bout this ‘en.” He maneuvers you like you weighed nothing, pulling your arms up to rest around his neck and easily shifts you to his back. You feel his rough hands supporting the bottoms of your thighs while you cling to his back. Giggling into the crook of his neck, you feel like a kid again. Wrecker smiles proudly, he will do whatever it takes to make you happy, especially if it includes showing off his strength to you. “Better?” He asks, looking over his shoulder to plant a kiss to your blushing cheek.

“Better.” And with that, he set off to inspect the next booth. The two of you didn’t return ‘home’ until the sun had just passed the horizon.

It's springtime and my thighs chafe, so I thought I would write a little about it. I hope this was relatable! It was completely self-indulgent lol. I haven't written in so long, it really felt good to finally finish something.

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dragon-pups · 1 day

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More for the collection!

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trapezequeen · 1 day

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Hunter Being Omega’s Dad -> Plan 99 (3/4)

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badbatcher-99 · 2 days

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Bad Batch speculation time ✨

Even tho I’m wrong every time

All I really have to say is I just know we are going to get a massive cliff hanger in the next episode right?! It’s the second to last episode!!! They gotta pile on the tension!!! Not really sure WHAT it’s going to be tho.

Will the bad batch actually make it inside Tantiss?

Will omega make any headway in her escape attempt?

Will we see more of emerie or CX-2?

Or will this episode focus solely on the boys trekking to the lab?

I’m mostly nervous over what will happen with echo. I do think this part of the teaser is cropped to keep echo out of frame so as to not spoil his return. Also makes sense why we haven’t seen a lot of him in the trailers this season… because all of his scenes are too revealing haha 🤣

But if this picture is NOT cropped and echo isn’t with them yet, then I think echos goal is trying to get word out to Rex where he is (though if he has a tracker or comm on him from Rex then I don’t see why he would need to do that) echo is on that science ship by himself … I wonder if somehow he will get to mount tantiss first!!! The science ship is headed straight for the labs 😭 and all those fighter jets are after hunters ship. echo doesn’t have time to jump off or get on the other ship. (Unless hunters ship is docked at a hatch opening then echo could easily jump into the ship)

It would be a very interesting choice to have echo get to Tantis first. Makes me incredibly anxious tho. With him inside he can help get the bad batch in.

Other than echo it’s obvious what else happens. We’ve got the team getting shot down and descending into the forest! From there anything could happen 🤷‍♀️

(Haha what if they send CX-2 out to eliminate them and we get a tech reveal as the cliff hanger 🤡 don’t ask me how they unbrainwash him tho but if they do somehow as a cliff hanger then it would be really great seeing tech work with the team for a whole hour. )

I’d actually like it if the story went this way (whether CX-2 is tech or not) this would be a perfect way to “end” the shadow clone storyline without stuffing too much into the finale. the climax of this episode being a duel between the bad batch and CX-2 and the bad batch overcoming him. (Especially if somehow the final blow jogs his brain and he comes back to himself) of course we saw hemlock look at that new shadow clone suit it would be interesting if this is where it gets put to use ya know. But I can still seeing a major fight happen in the finale with CX-2 and the bad batch if this doesn’t happen. (Pls pls pls pls pls pls let tech reveal happen at end of this episode 🤡)

Anyway that’s all I really have, as usual I am delusional.

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therealcalrissian · 1 day

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reminder that when omega introduced herself wrecker’s first words to her were:

“WhAT’s tHAt??”

#said by clone trooper 9903 aka “where’s your captain? uhhh captaining” wrecker #he’s so smart but so clueless at the same time #star wars #the bad batch #sw tbb #tbb #star wars the bad batch #tbb season 3 #tbb season 1 #the bad batch star wars #wrecker #wrecker tbb

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