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kybercrystals94 · 2 months
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Embroidered Skulls
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Febuwhump 2024 | Day 20 | Prompt 20: Truth Serum
Rated: G | Words: 1092 | A slight mishap leads to some honest answers. [Character Focus: Tech, Hunter, Echo, Crosshair, Wrecker]
I am steeling my little heart for season 3…so light hearted whump is being served here today ^_^
“Ah, you’re back,” Tech says, glancing up when Hunter and Echo clamber up the ramp of the ship. “Wrecker and Crosshair should be returning in short order as well.”
Hunter and Echo exchange glances, wordless communication flashing between them in microexpressions Tech cannot read.
“Did the extraction go according to plan? Were there any issues?” Tech asks.
Echo stiffens at the question, and Hunter turns away to drop the small crate of serum on one of the crash seats.
“It…went. It was fine,” Hunter says, his back still to Tech. “We’re fine.”
“We’re fine,” Echo agrees with a sharp nod.
Tech narrows his gaze.
“I mean…” Echo continues, looking uncomfortable. “We’re not injured. But there was a mishap.”
“Echo,” Hunter groans.
“A mishap?” Tech presses. “What sort of mishap?”
Echo shifts from one artificial leg to the other. “Well…”
Hunter spins around, pushing Echo aside. “We lost one of the vials. That’s all. It was destroyed.”
“One of the truth serum vials?” Tech keeps himself carefully composed. “Were either of you exposed?”
Hunter huffs, crossing his arms. “Were you exposed?”
“That is not a logical response,” Tech says, deadpan.
“Yeah, well,” Hunter sputters, “Why aren’t you answering the question?”
Tech rolls his eyes. “No. I was not exposed because I wasn’t there. I’m going to assume that you both were exposed which explains why you are behaving erratically.”
“You can’t tell Wrecker or Crosshair,” Echo pleads.
“Echo! Stop talking,” Hunter cries.
“You stop talking,” Echo shoots back. “You’re the one asking Tech if he was exposed to the serum you dropped half a klick away!”
“That’s because someone didn’t make sure the second latch on the crate was secure!”
“Oh, so it’s my fault?”
“Yes!”
“At least we now know that the serum is effective,” Tech sighs, picking up the crate of drugs to stow away before Wrecker inadvertently causes more mayhem.
“Tech,” Hunter cries, trailing after him, “is there an antidote?”
“The effects should wear off on their own with no detriment to your health.”
“But Tech…”
Tech locks up the crate and turns to his brother. “Hunter, do you honestly think I have an antidote to a newly discovered truth serum just lying around in the med kit?”
Hunter hesitates. “Yes?”
“That was a rhetorical question, but I appreciate your honesty,” Tech says with a barely concealed grin as he brushes past Hunter back into the main hold.
“Tech, this isn’t funny!”
“That entirely depends on which side of the argument you’re on,” Tech says. “And I’m sure that Wrecker and Crosshair will be on my side.”
“You can’t tell them!”
“I won’t tell them anything. The two of you on the other hand…”
“Maker, Tech, you have to help us,” Echo says.
A distinct voice bellows outside the ship, “We’re back! Did you miss us?”
Hunter and Echo give Tech an beseeching look, and he almost pities them.
Almost.
Wrecker comes bounding into the ship followed by the much more sedate sniper. Crosshair hits the control to close the door before turning on the group still crowded in the hull. “Is something wrong?” he asks, taking off his helmet.
“Why would something be wrong? Nothing’s wrong,” Hunter says quickly.
Too quickly.
Crosshair smirks. “What did you do?”
Hunter’s jaw tightens, but he keeps his mouth shut.
Crosshair’s gaze slides to Echo. “What did he do?”
“Hunter broke a vial of the truth serum,” Echo says.
Crosshair’s face goes slack with surprise for a moment before a wicked grin curls across his face. “Did he now? That’s unfortunate.”
“What does that mean?” Wrecker asks, looking concerned as he glances between the color drained faces of Echo and Hunter.
“It means that loose lips crash starships, Wrecker,” Crosshair says.
Wrecker looks puzzled for a moment before it clicks, and he smiles broadly. “Ah, I get it.”
“There’s nothing to get,” Hunter snaps. “Tech, get us out of here. We have a mission to complete.”
Tech nods and heads for the cockpit, Echo following closely behind him.
“If you think I’m going to help you not inadvertently answer incessant questions, you are mistaken,” Tech says, settling into the pilot’s chair and flicking switches for the startup sequence.
“How long will it take for this to get out of our systems?” Echo asks.
Tech sighs. “I may know many things, Echo, but even I have my limits. I would need access to the research and chemical makeup of the drug to accurately answer your question.”
“Give me your best guess.”
“You will not like it.”
“Tech!”
“I would estimate that you and Hunter will experience the effects of the drug for approximately one standard week.”
“No! You’re lying!”
Tech smiles. “At least one of us can.”
Echo drops into the copilot’s chair with a growl. “You’re the worst.”
Tech gets them situated in a hyperspace lane before a tangle of cajoling voices approach the cockpit, and Hunter enters followed by Wrecker and Crosshair. Hunter sits down, and turns his chair away from his siblings.
“C’mon, Hunter,” Wrecker says, “Don’t you want to tell us?”
“No!”
Crosshair chuckles. “He’s telling the truth.”
“Shut up, Cross.”
“But really, Hunter, we need to know…where’d you learn how to embroider skulls onto your bandanas? Or do you have them done somewhere? And if that’s the case, then where?”
Hunter decidedly keeps his jaw locked shut.
“It would be more effective if you asked the questions individually,” Tech offers. The look of utter betrayal Hunter shoots him is heartbreaking, but the engineer simply shrugs. “This is a research opportunity I am unwilling to pass up.”
Echo chuckles, drawing Crosshair’s attention. “You know something about this, don’t you?” he asks, pointing at the cyborg accusingly.
Hunter’s eyes widen, and Echo swallows.
“I’m not sure what you’re asking,” Echo says, evading the question carefully.
“Where does Hunter keep his art projects?”
Echo scoffs. “Hunter doesn’t do art projects,” he says, looking relieved. A fatal mistake.
“Where does Hunter keep his embroidery kit?” Tech specifies.
“In a box under the nav computer. There’s a hollow behind the main hard drive,” Echo says.
“Echo!” Hunter gasps.
Crosshair and Wrecker exchange thrilled glances before racing out of the cockpit. Hunter goes after them, ordering them to leave his stuff alone.
“How did you find out about Hunter’s sewing project?” Tech asks wryly.
“Eh, I found it one day when I was doing repairs.”
The two are quite a moment while they listen to the indistinct squabbling and laughter behind them.
“But really, Tech, how long until this stuff wears off?”
END
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bibannana · 11 months
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Hunter *relaxing in the co-pilot seat with a nice hot mug of caf*: You know what?
Tech *disinterested*: What?
Hunter *sipping his caf*: I should be rewarded. It's hard looking this pretty whilst on the run.
Crosshair *doesn't even look up from where he is cleaning his sniper*: You? Pretty? Huh.
Wrecker *laughing*: Nice joke Hunter!
Tech *nods*: Yes. Highly amusing.
Echo *fake swoons*: You're the prettiest Hunt'ika.
Hunter *huffs*: I hate you all.
Omega *smiling*: I think you're pretty Hunter!
Hunter *smiles softly*: Thank you Omega.
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fortheloveofbuddie · 4 months
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High school sweethearts?
Hi Ashley! Long time no see, so glad that you’re back 💗
I made a moodboard and an introduction to the story here but I’m posting a snippet as well 👀
Buck’s eyes scanned the crowd, searching for a familiar face or rather - one particular familiar face - at his high school reunion. Life hadn’t been so easy for him back then but now when he had become a public figure, people that he had never spoken to, took a sudden interest in him. But there was only one face that he truly longed to see.
And that’s when he saw him. Eddie Diaz, the man that he had loved since he was 16. And hadn’t seen since he was 19. That was over a decade ago now.
The brown eyed man bore clear signs of aging, small lines starting to form around the corners of his eyes. Yet he hadn’t seem to have changed at all - a big, bright smile plastered on his face as he greeted old classmates and friends.
Buck discreetly slipped his fingers under his shirt, fingers seeking the silver chain that held the promise ring that Eddie gave him back in high school. It rested against his skin, concealed from view but stayed a constant reminder of the chapter of his life that had meant everything. Eddie had been his whole world for years.
Hesitant yet excited, he approached Eddie on unsteady feet and as soon as Eddie’s eyes turned to him, a wave of nostalgia washed over him, setting back time instantly.
“Eddie, is that really you?” He chuckled like he could ever forget the face of a man that he had loved for almost half of his life. Eddie turned to face him and somehow the world seemed to stop spinning, memories of shared laughter and secret glances clear as the summer sky.
“Buck?” Eddie’s voice held a hint of disbelief. The stark blue eyed man in front of him had aged amazingly, standing like the masterpiece that he was in front of him.
It took another moment for the two of them to share an embrace and a laugh of nervousness escaped Buck’s mouth.
“Wow you look-…”
“Older? Taller? More rugged?” Buck joked, unable to take the situation seriously. As much as he had longed to see Eddie again, it stung. Years had passed, years that Eddie promised that they would spend together and then never did.
“I was going to say good but sure, yeah, that too” Eddie returned the laugh, still able to read Buck’s voice and body language like an open book.
A bit painstakingly awkward, the two of them started to catch up and for a moment, everything seemed to be exactly like it was back then.
The love was never lost, it just wasn’t their time.
Until Eddie raised his hand to comb through his hair - something he did when he was feeling out of place - that Buck saw the wedding ring on Eddie’s finger.
“Married, huh?” He questioned, a bittersweet smile playing on his lips.
Eddie's expression shifted, a mix of emotions crossing his face. "Yeah, I met someone after college. Her name's Shannon, and we have a son called Christopher”
Buck nodded, trying to mask the disappointment that he felt. “That’s great, Eddie. I’m happy for you. Glad to see that you’re doing well” Buck’s words were laced with something that resembled a mix of sarcasm and sadness.
Just as the conversation settled into a slightly awkward silence, a woman approached, wrapping her arm around Eddie's waist. "Eddie, who's this?" she asked, glancing at Buck with a careful smile.
Eddie introduced them, "Shannon, this is Evan. He’s an old friend”
They were never just friends.
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archivistofnerddom · 5 months
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Random Bad Batch Headcanon:
Tech marked down the day that Hunter officially became the shortest brother.
Crosshair and Wrecker know this. They exploit this fact whenever they feel like teasing Hunter mercilessly. (Hunter will, almost without fail, internally seethe and outwardly grumble in annoyance when they do this.)
Echo doesn’t say anything, but he is very amused by this fact. Since he was taller than Hunter (even before the Techno Union and Skako Minor), he would only add fuel to the proverbial fire if he got in on the teasing. He just nods very sympathetically whenever Hunter complains (read: rants) to him about it.
(Tech gets recordings of the more memorable rants.)
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echosong971 · 9 months
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average sibling behavior
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average sibling response
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shadowthestoryteller · 2 months
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So
That episode, huh?
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quietwingsinthesky · 3 months
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doctor who would benefit from more of the doctor hallucinating his ex-companions in times of need.
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I’ve defended bad batch and fought for it since day one bruh I was in the fuckin trenches getting shelled on the daily. I loved this show. I truly believed it was some of the best Star Wars content to date, that even if it was a little rough around the edges, it would all be worth it.
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What a fuckin joke 😭 Game of Thrones season 8 ass
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avid-adoxography · 1 month
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Went in my parents' apartment to say hi to my dad and check on my other doggo.
I sit down to pet him, and as I talk to my dad I casually realize the radio is on. I freeze.
It's playing Baby, it's cold outside.
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perenlop · 1 month
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still very confused by people who hate on best wishes and specifically say its because iris AND cilan both treated ash poorly. like thats a very “i havent actually seen it since it aired and im following majority opinion” take because like, i can KIND OF get iris but wtf did cilan do?? he literally just likes asmr
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shadow0-1 · 1 year
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Revenge for all the teasing about Farah
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am3mb3r123 · 1 year
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TBB S2 Finale Spoilers Ahead!!
Thoughts on Death™ in The Bad Batch:
besties Tech was not the “death” i would have predicted from this show and i also don’t believe he’s actually dead (✨no force ghost, no canon✨). it makes me wonder, though, how many of us are truly prepared to possibly watch the Batchers die
i think we’ve known for awhile that by the very end of the show, there will be deaths and that at least one of those deaths will be Echo. thematically it finishes his arc (pun intended) of serving to protect the ideals of the Republic and his brothers. in the end he’ll march on with the rest of Domino Squad. and the rebel base on Hoth is called Echo Base for crying out loud! do you know how scared i was when we saw snow this season :’(
as i’ve seen pointed out, TBB is following an overall storyline much like Rebels, which we all know ended in the death of Kanan—the wise leader with experience in the Clone Wars who watched as his family was wiped from existence. see the parallels between him and Echo?
also TBB starts with seeing young, inexperienced Caleb/Kanan who then dies in the next chronological show. remind me of what Clone Wars started with in S1 E5? oh? if you said seeing a young, inexperienced Echo (and Fives) who then goes on to be in the next chronological show you’d be correct! the parallels are killing me
my personal predictions are that Echo and Crosshair won’t survive the series. Tech will come back, but not the same, and he, Hunter, Wrecker, and Omega will go on to live different lives. Emerie will also, probably, not survive :/
terrified for what’s in store for us next season!
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valmeme · 2 years
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Something something that flying bit from howl's moving castle
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crystalkitty1220 · 10 months
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So like, the friend who ate his biology test out of stress has evolved from paper
this motherfucker is eating pool noodles now
POOL NOODLES.
I worry for this man
Do you think the texture is kinda like a rice krispy treat
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pomfiores · 2 years
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i have big dog privilege and apparently scary black cat privilege. here’s the both of them.
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h-worksrambles · 2 years
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POV: You just finished TJ’s route.
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