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Oh ctm que me reí

Unfortunately, yes.

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hard stance

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🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

„I spent most of my life in this lab. I was all alone down here until you four were created”

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Damn THE ENDING 🥲

ough. extra soft tonight.

The low light of the night filtered through the window. Phee pushed the door open, sighing softly as she stepped into the nearly completely dark house.

She looked around, cursing herself at the hour. She had sworn to be back earlier. She pittered through the dark home, the moon lighting her way as she slipped down the hall, kicking off her boots as she did.

The house was silent. The very air itself was thin as she stood at the end of the hall, just outside her room.

She pushed inside, and paused. She did not remember to expect him.

Him, laid strewn across her bed. Recognisable datapad buzzing intermittently beside him, even more familiar goggles pushed up as if he was only moving them to rub his eyes.

His legs dangled off the bed. It looked like he fell into the bed. The room was still, silent outside of the soft snores that rose from her lover. Who must have fallen asleep waiting for her.

Phee allowed a small smile as she walked inside, towards the bed. She scooped up the datapad, powering the beloved device down before gently connecting it to charge. She turned to the goggles, next, gently untangling them from his curls.

She placed them by the datapad, and she finally stopped by her lovely intruder. She dipped, crouching by his boots, still muddy- oh, she was getting him for that later– and gently pulled them off.

He sighed, a sort of huff as she massaged the spot where his harsh boots met skin. He shivered, delighted as she lifted him further onto the bed.

"This is a one time thing," She whispered. "You hear me, Brown Eyes?" Phee nearly laughed as a string of incoherence left him at the mere mention of his title.

He seemed to coil into her once her hands found him, his face softening as he settled closer against her. Phee laughed, letting out a needed groan of relief as she finally settled against her pillows.

Tech was on top of her, a comfortable weight she could no longer live without, head pillowed to her chest. She placed a soft kiss to his head, ruffling the curls before slipping off herself.

"Phee," Tech's soft voice murmured against her. She hummed.

"Phee?" She frowned, unwilling to rouse when she was so comfortable. She hardly notice the tone had changed.

The weight rolled off her, and left like it hadn't ever existed. She missed it dearly, the ghost of his skin against hers. She managed to force an eye open.

"Phee. Phee, wake up."

That was not Tech's voice.

She sat up, looking around until her eyes landed on Hunter. "We're nearly there," He muttered. "Just wanted to give you prep time." He looked sheepish, and turned, walking away.

Phee took a shaky breath. Right, she was not at home, she was on her ship. Tech couldn't have been with her, couldn't have spoken to her. Tech was dead.

Her boots ached uncomfortable where they pressed to her skin. She stood up, and walked towards her cockpit. She ignored the piercing eyes of Tech's twin as she moved past.

Tech was still dead when she got to the cockpit, still dead when she purposely made a mistake on the controls. There was no one to correct her. There was no one to rest atop her after this was all over.

There was no rest for the wicked.

I LIED POW POW TAKE THE ANGST

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I’m sure THIS has been done before but I don’t care; I’m doing it again.

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Oh my heart

"My Exceptional Find"

Dedicated to the TechPhee community of Tumblr. Your fierce loyalty to this ship and the characters within it inspired this little fic. 🧡

She remembered clearly what she had told him that night as they sat on the Archium’s stone steps and watched the stars drift from one side of the sky to the other. “We’re friends, Tech. Soldiers have briefings. Friends have conversations. And this conversation might have to continue when I’m not so bone tired from sea surge clean-up. Can I hear more about your brother’s sparkling personality tomorrow?”

He had smiled at that. “Of course. Good night. I hope your sleep cycle will be conducive to—”

“Sweet dreams to you too, Brown Eyes.”

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good evening fellow techphee truthers

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Okay so there has been a shockingly small amount of Echo in this last season and I'm a little bit pissed. Don't get me wrong I've been loving every minute of it, BUT!!! I miss my Echo. I miss him. And honestly we have to rectify the situation, so here you go!

And obviously we couldn't not include our boi Tech, who is still alive by the way. We know he looks a bit different in Leon's art style, but that comes with trying to meld Tem's looks with the clone wars style and our own personal head cannons.

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Does anyone have a list of the nicknames Phee gave to the boys?

I need them for reasons :)

#tbb #the bad batch #tbb phee #phee #phee genoa #tech #crosshair #hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #tbb tech #omega #tbb omega

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a sketch for a commission I did a few months back, the final piece is slightly different

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The shade post I wrote against Phee Haters? Was inspired by -that- loser lol

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PheeTech thoughts featuring the rest of Tech's family.

Wrecker is a major PheeTech shipper- whenever he sees them together he's giving them that exaggerated wink and thumbs up. He always makes an excuse to leave them alone. Even when he set up the situation he's like "Oh I have to..... I have to walk the ship..... I have to oil Batcher............ okay bYE" and while Tech and Phee don't mind... they like laughing at the excuses as they get more and more insane. But Phee and Wrecker love each other very much. They're chaos incarnate. Please separate.

Crosshair was an unintentional hater until he and Phee actually met. He didn't like the stories (and he had expectations... being told she's a pirate and all) so when Phee met him and was like "oh!!!! You're that Imperial LOSER who tried to murder Brown Eyes!!!!!! Fun :D" He's taken aback. But then again he isn't. Because of course his snarky brother would love a snarky woman. Especially one as brash and thrill-seeking as Phee. Crosshair became a PheeTech lover after the events of s3 (where it all ends happily ever after. of course.) And Phee's seen worrying about Tech (either recovering from the fall or recovering mentally from being CX/being under Hemlock, whichever you prefer). Her being that concerned really sold it for him.... she's okay in his books. Don't tell her. She won't leave him alone then.

Hunter appreciated Phee much more after Tech fell. At first, he was greatful for her opening Pabu up to them and all, but they didn't speak much unless there was a third party (Tech) around to give him a reason to. No bad blood or anything- they just didn't talk. After Tech, though? He learned how much they really loved each other, and through shared grief???? Hunter and Phee became besties. They shared stories from Tech's infamous yapping sprees that spilled some of his serious secrets- secrets you wouldn't know unless you really listened. Which they did :')

OBVIOUSLY Tech and Phee love each other. They kiss and hold hands. Duh. But Tech seeing how close she's gotten with the most important people in his life?? The people whose opinions he holds most dear and near to him???? Seeing her love and appreciate the people he lives by just as he does????????? Ough. Tech's falling so hard he doesn't even know it.

Anyway I always have more PheeTech thoughts but here <333 my beloveds

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they’re still together in my head :,)

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they’re still together in my head :,)

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i cannot wait to see what final mirror puck thing trick shot season 3 is saving up for.

would also not hate to see him use someone's shoulder to stabilize a shot again. (Why is Tech's little head tilt so cute though?)

Oh and I want to hear more plans get called.