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imabeautifulbutterfly · 1 month

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Hello friend! I'm in love with your writing!!! 😍😍😍😍😍

Idk if your requests are still open but I'd like to request something if you don't mind!

I LOVED the hurt/comfort/whump fic you did for Hunter. Could you possibly do something like that for Tech x Reader?

Maybe Tech and the reader are on a mission together or maybe they've crash landed somewhere or something. The reader is badly hurt and Tech has to take care of her and treat her wounds and save her and comfort her in his own special Tech way 😂😍

Oh @arctrooper69 what can I say? I mean ... I think a thank you is just not enough. You have made my day with this request, so I took my time to give it the proper respect it deserves. I hope you like it. If it wasn't exactly what you were looking for I do apologize.

Please note that you are always welcome to send in requests. As this is a special request, it will be stored in my One Shots & Mini Series Master List.

The story got a little away from at 1400+ words, but I hope it's close to what you wanted.

And who doesn't love Tech. I love this adorable nerdy man.

Love oo,

His Promise

Warnings: Snow, injury, blood, explosions, crash, grief, fear, anxiety, hurt, fluff, near death, feelings of being a burden, getting in the way, I think that's it. If I miss any, please let me know.

Please note the explanation of Snow, Tech gives, was taken from the National Snow and Ice Data Centre.

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The wind was picking up, as the snow piled down and was doing everything in its power to keep you and Tech from being rescued. You looked at the snow as it came down in sheets outside the entrance of the cavern he found, mesmerized by its beauty.

“It’s beautiful and so calming …” you said slowly, your body already weakened from your injury and loss of blood.

“What are you talking about?” Tech did his best not to let the slowness of your breathing or even the breathless way you were speaking affect him. His anxiety was already high, and his fear of losing you was nearing his breaking point.

“The snow…” you kept watching the soft flakes float down as they gently landed on the ground, piling on top of one another, almost as though they were unable to survive without the comfort of those around them.

Tech glanced up to see the blizzard which prevented you both from leaving. As he watched the speed of the wind, he calculated it would’ve been nearly impossible for Hunter to bring the ship close to them. As he looked at the used bandages already soaked through with your blood his fear only grew. You needed immediate medical attention, more than he could provide at the moment, or it would mean certain death for you to be out here any longer.

Frankly, he couldn’t stop picturing the way you lunged forward as the ship crashed. He was helpless to watch you, as your body fell forward against the console, as a piece of the console broke off and jabbed you in your abdomen. It all happened too fast and somehow in slow motion. He could still hear your scream piercing his ear as he pulled you off the console.

He tried to stop the bleeding right away, however when he went to look for the med kit, he realized only too late that it had fallen out of the shuttle when the engine and the side compartment blew. All he had left were his emergency bandages and gauze and they weren’t nearly enough.

At that moment, he couldn’t care less about how beautiful the snow was or how calming the blizzard looked from inside a cavern, that he only had to find because that piece of osik shuttle decided to have a fuel leak, catching on fire.

Within seconds he had needed to drag you out of the relatively warm and safe shelter you both had, grabbing what supplies he could before the ship blew up. Thankfully, he had been able to send a message to Hunter when the shuttle crashed initially. So it was only a matter of time before the Marauder showed up, but …

His eyes fell back to the bundle of used gauze, his anxiety climbing as he knew you needed more first aid than he could provide at the moment. You needed the Marauder, you needed his med kit that he carefully stocked and kept safe on board the Marauder. At this point in time, he didn’t care about any kriffing snow.

“Snow is an accumulation of packed ice crystals. The condition of the packed crystals determines a variety of attributes, such as colour, temperature and water equivalent. As weather conditions change, the packed ice crystals can change as well, and this affects the characteristics of snow.”

You chuckled at his ability to pull forth information like it was nothing. Unfortunately the chuckle turned to coughing. Only causing you to dribble more blood out of your mouth, you wiped away what you could. He didn’t need to see that, “Tech …” you coughed again, “turn off your brain for two seconds, don’t think and just look. Just watch.”

He pulled the heater closer towards you, “Stop talking and try and warm up.”

“Tech…” you held his hand, “just look.”

His eyes drifted up your body, till he locked eyes with you. They were pleading for him to listen and to just have him appreciate what you found mesmerizing. He tried to follow your advice, focusing on the snow, but all his mind kept drifting back to was this blizzard that was preventing you from getting the medical attention you needed, so desperately.

He shook his head focusing back on your abdomen, trying to stop the bleeding. Trying his best to keep you with him.

“Tech,” you gripped his wrist “… stop …”

“No.”

His tone was firm and full of anger, why did he agree to let you come with him? If he used his brain instead of allowing his feelings for you to dictate his actions, you wouldn’t have been here. You wouldn’t have gotten hurt. Why did you always insist on following him? Why didn’t you just stay behind on Pabu? Simply because you wanted to see the galaxy, and he was excited to show it to you? It was his fault you were here. It was his fault you were in danger. It was his fault he … was going to lose you.

“Tech …” you squeezed his wrist. He removed your hand from his wrist, placing it off to the side as he focused on your wound. He didn’t deserve your touch, he didn’t deserve to have you comfort him. It was his fault you both crashed on this force forsaken planet.

There was nothing you could do as you watched Tech pull away.

From the moment you met him on Pabu, the way he worked with Phee as he helped rescue the villagers when the rogue wave was rushing towards the island, and the way he helped make everything more ‘efficient,’ you couldn’t help but fall in love with him. You wanted to learn from him, to listen to him go on with regards to anything and everything. Only problem was you never had the courage to actually utter the words you were dying to. Phee told you time and time again, ‘later’ was never a guarantee, and now as you lay on the cold floor of the cavern you were in, bleeding out of your abdomen, you realized how little time there was left.

Tears welled up in your eyes, as you realized you needed to unburden yourself. You needed to tell him what had been pressing on your heart before you didn’t have the strength to, it didn’t help that you were feeling weaker with each passing second. Also didn’t help that you could tell he was angry, actually a more accurate description would be infuriated, more than likely at you.

“I’m sorry.” You offered the only apology you could. “I’m sorry I’m such a burden, even now.” You took in a shuddering breath as Tech stopped moving his hands for two seconds as he focused on your face. “I’m sorry for always pestering you to teach me,” you offered, your voice barely above a whisper. “I’m sorry for not listening,” a tear slid down your cheek, “I’m sorry for putting you in this position. To have to feel responsible for someone like me.”

He shook his head, his teeth clenched as his anger, grief, fear, and sadness overwhelmed him completely in that moment. He pulled off his helmet and placed it beside him.

“Stop.” It was his only command.

“Please, I …” you coughed again, trying to not cough on him. “I just want … I need to …”

He cut off your speech as his hand cupped your cheek, “Cyar’ika …” tears welled up in his eyes, “you were … are never a burden.” He couldn’t believe that’s what you thought of him… that’s what you believed he felt for you. He shook his head again as he pressed his forehead to yours. “I have loved every second we have spent together. I made a point to record every moment with you, because they were more precious to me than breathing.”

You held on to his bicep, keeping him close as tears streamed down your cheek, “Tech … I … I don’t want to go… I want … I want to stay here with you…”

“You’re not going anywhere. I just got you …” his tears landed on your cheeks, mixing with your own, “you’ll be okay. I promise.”

“Hold me… please… just hold me until…I can’t feel your arms anymore.”

“I’ll hold you longer than that,” Tech pulled you into his arms, lifting you off the ground as he felt your body grow weaker. Your eyes were closed, your body was growing pale. He was so focused on you, he didn’t hear the voices calling out to him, at least not until he felt Hunter’s hand on his shoulder. He didn’t wait, there were no more seconds to lose. He rushed towards the Marauder with you in his arms, he wasn’t going to lose you. He promised. He was going to bring you back.

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url0calweirdo · 1 month

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Ashari and her one and only

I love drawing fluff so much u don't understand

#star wars oc #oc ashari #the bad batch #crosshair #oc x character #oc x crosshair #jedi oc #tbb #original art #tbb crosshair #tbb fanart #star wars #digital art #digital fanart

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the-sleepy-silurian · 3 months

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If Dark Disciple has a million haters im one of them. If it has a 1000 haters im still one of them. If it has 1 hater its me....

#I am so scared for home girl #she is my favorite character please please please don’t fuck this up again #dark horse comics original ending stays winning #tcw #sw tcw #star wars tcw #Star Wars #sw #asajj ventress #ventress #tbb #the bad batch #asajj #my posts #my stuff #my post #the clone wars

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wrenkenstein · 4 months

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First art of 2024, and believe it or not, the first thing ive drawn in 5 months! I took a little art hiatus to focus on mental health. Anyways, have an eepy Juno :)

#the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #mandalorian oc #juno caheere #star wars #star wars oc #the bad batch oc #juntech #original character #i have juno brainworms

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liontalon1 · 4 days

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I purposefully didn’t include fan hated characters like Rey or Jar Jar because this is about actual evilness not being annoying.

#Star Wars #star wars polls #character polls #swtcw #the bad batch #star wars original trilogy #star wars prequels #star wars sequel trilogy #the mandalorian

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mk-otro · 1 year

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All I'm doing is sketching but that's all I have time for:

A couple of Rexes; Tech, Wrecker, and Echo in Kala Gemstone Nostalgia Pyrite ink and conflicting armor sets; unfinished Wrecker and random concept Tusken Raider OC (more for outfit purposes); revisitation of Fives and Children's Day origami helmets (plus Echo with a fancier one).

#sketches #captain rex #arc trooper fives #arc trooper echo #wrecker #tech #echo #fives #tbb echo #tbb tech #tbb wrecker #tusken raider #star wars #sw: tcw #sw: tbb #the bad batch #art MK #original character

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evesartblog · 1 month

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A full ref sheet of my clone captain oc I FINALLY finished ✨🥲✨ I love how he came out

#star wars #star wars fanart #tcw #artwork #clone wars #clone wars fanart #clone wars drawings #the clone wars #Clone oc #My oc #captain Verco #clone trooper oc #Star Wars oc #original character #character design #oc reference #don’t worry after this i swear it’s full on bad batch mode ✨

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lunarninja613 · 1 year

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Behind the Scenes (Bad Batch Actors AU) Part 2

Author's Note: Credit goes to @afuckinnerfpuncher, @skywalker-hunter, @chopper-base, and @twinkofthedink. Again, I am open to constructive criticism. I apologize if some of this stuff isn't accurate because I know nothing about making movies and I'm pretty that I've worn makeup once in my entire life. I'm getting most, if not all, of this information from Google, so bare with me.

Warnings: social anxiety and fake scars, prosthetics and tattoos (I think that's it)

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Jordyn awoke to the sound of her alarm. She cracked her eyes open to see her phone violently vibrating on the nightstand. Jordyn grumbled as she reached for her phone and turned off the alarm. She snatched her glasses off her nightstand before trudging into the bathroom.

After brushing her teeth and taking a brisk shower, Jordyn pulled her hair into a low ponytail that draped over her shoulder before making her way towards the closet. She quickly changed into a grey t-shirt with a cherry blossom tree branch printed on it, some ripped jeans, and a green flannel hoodie.

Jordyn heard the sound of running water coming from her uncle's bathroom as she made her way to the dinette. She grabbed an energy bar from one of the cupboards before sprawling out on the hide a bed couch.

In about fifteen minutes, she would have to head over to the hair and makeup trailer so she could set up her station before the rest of the cast arrived. It was times like these that Jordyn really hated having social anxiety.

"Morning, sunshine." Crosshair said upon entering the dinette and making his way towards the coffee maker.

"Morning." Jordyn replied as she continued munching on her energy bar.

As the coffee maker began brewing the coffee, Crosshair looked at the energy bar in his niece's hand and sighed. "What have I told you about having energy bars for breakfast? You need to eat some actual food." he said as the coffee maker finished brewing.

"Says the guy who's having coffee for breakfast." Jordyn said with a smirk as her uncle poured the freshly brewed coffee into a mug.

"Touché," Crosshair chuckled as he made his way to the hide a bed couch with his steaming cup of coffee. "Scooch." he said, and Jordyn repositioned her legs to make room for her uncle.

"Sir, yes, sir." Jordyn teased, earning a playful glare from her silver-haired uncle. "Hey, that's my line."

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Jordyn had finished setting up her station and had just placed the wet piece of paper over her uncle's right eye when Echo walked into the trailer.

"Moring you two." he greeted them. Jordyn gave him a small wave before motioning to the chair next to Crosshair. Echo sat down and took a sip of coffee from his travel mug.

"I hope that isn't all you're having for breakfast." Crosshair said, glancing at Echo's coffee.

Jordyn finished putting the wet paper over her uncle's eye and grabbed the spirit gum off the vanity before she began applying it to Echo's head.

"Nah, I had some toast before coming here." Echo replied, taking another sip from his travel mug. The two men continued to converse while Jordyn silently worked on her uncle's face tattoo and Echo's head prosthetic things.

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Crosshair sat in his chair in front of the vanity as his niece continued working on Echo's makeup. His face tattoo hadn't taken long. However, Jordyn now had to apply foundation to Echo's entire head. Crosshair had decided to stay in the trailer until Jordyn had finished Echo and Wrecker's makeup, not wanting to leave her alone with people that she barely knew.

Just then, the trailer door opened, and Wrecker came inside, followed by Tech, Hunter, and the girl, who he later learned was named Omega. Crosshair looked over at Jordyn, who was attempting to shrink in on herself. Crosshair placed his hand on Jordyn's shoulder. Jordyn flinched at his touch but calmed down once she realized who was touching her. She then went back to finishing up Echo's makeup while the rest of the cast sat down in front of the vanity.

Jordyn finally finished up Echo's makeup and moved on to Wrecker. Echo, who had dozed off while Jordyn was applying the foundation, sat asleep in the chair with an empty travel mug in his hands. Crosshair gave his foot a small kick to wake him up.

"I think you need more coffee." Crosshair joked. Echo chuckled in response before doing a double take at his reflection.

"Hey, this is pretty good." Echo said to Jordyn, who was too focused on Wrecker's scar to hear what he had said.

"Shh, don't disturb the process." Crosshair hissed playfully, and Echo raised his hands in mock surrender.

"How old did you say she was? Nineteen?" Hunter asked as his makeup artist put a wet piece of paper over half of his face.

"She's fifteen," Crosshair replied, smirking proudly at the way his co-star's one visible eye widened. "She's been my makeup artist for about two years now." he added.

"Woah." Omega breathed, staring at Jordyn with wonder.

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"Woah!" Wrecker gasped when he saw his reflection in the mirror. "You look so good," Omega chirped before turning to look at Jordyn with wide eyes. "How did you do that?!" she asked.

"Lots of practice." Jordyn replied shyly as she began cleaning up her station.

"That's so cool!" Omega gushed. "It sure is," Wrecker agreed. "Well, we should probably go join the others, huh?" Wrecker said, and Omega nodded in agreement. "See you on set!" Omega said as she and Wrecker left the trailer.

Jordyn soon finished cleaning up her station and left the trailer where she found her uncle waiting for her.

"Nice work, Peanut." Crosshair said, ruffling Jordyn's hair as the two of them made their way to the set.

Other author's note: FINALLY! I can actually start writing about the bloopers! I'm also going to try to avoid writing about the whole makeup process thing because again, I know nothing about cosmetics.

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brrmian · 2 months

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it’s snowing. maybe they’ll brush hands to “share warmth.” or maybe they’ll just keep pining forever. [ft. different color palettes under the cut]

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zaana · 8 months

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I drew this as part of an art trade for the lovely @wrenkenstein I'm a big fan of their OCJuno and wanted something soft and cozy, I'm happy how it turned out!

#the bad batch #fanart #star wars #tbb tech #original character #juntech #juno caheere #clone trooper #mandalorian oc

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 2 months

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Ok, this is so fun! Congrats again!

I'll pick...Hunter (shocked, I'm sure.)

How about: "I don't think I've ever seen you smile" and "Oh, don't be cute"/"Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"

Thanks!!

Carol (@clonethirstingisreal)

Thank you @clonethirstingisreal - I hope you love this Carol, it actually brought a smile to my face as I was writing it.

Enjoy, love oo.

One Meal

Warnings: knife flipping, allusions to loss, slight angst, fluff. I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.

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Hunter flicked his knife back and forth in between his fingers, as he contemplated the next mission. Things were … different, since you joined. Not good or bad … just different. It been about six months, and yes, the Marauder was cleaner and didn’t have that lingering smell anymore, and yes, the meals had gotten better too, because you refused to just eat the ration bars the GAR provided. And … okay, it was nice to see your smiling face in the morning, compared to the miserable faces of his brothers.

Yet, he still felt awkward around you. He wanted to laugh with you, like you could so easily with Wrecker, to have deep discussion, like you could with Tech, even philosophical discussions like you did with Echo. Hell, he’d be happy if he could just do target practice with you, like you did with Crosshair, but … every time he opened his mouth, he was curt, short tempered, and on edge.

It wasn’t even your fault, it was just him.

He stood from his seat, heading down the ramp and taking in a breath of fresh air. You were cooking dinner, doing your best to teach Wrecker that just because salt tasted good, didn’t mean he had to put in a whole table spoon full.

It made him laugh a little as you tried to explain in your most patient voice possible, that you’d fix the dinner and Wrecker could go help Tech or Crosshair with something else. It was your polite way of saying ‘go away.’

Hunter tried but he couldn’t stop the smile on his lips, as he walked over to you.

"I don't think I've ever seen you smile" you pointed out as he walked up to you. “What’s got you so happy?”

“Oh, I just saw how you were very tactful with Wrecker. It was funny.”

You shrugged trying to fight back your own laughter as you tried to fix the stew, by adding more water, “He tried. I’m grateful he’s willing to learn.”

“Need help? I’m not completely inept when it comes to cooking.”

You looked a little surprised when he asked, not that his offering to help was a real shock, it was the fact you realized this was the first time you two had a proper conversation. “Um … yeah, if you don’t mind using your handy dandy knife there, that you like flipping around so much, to cut up some of these veggies so I can add them, that’d be great.”

Hunter chuckled at your description, as he nodded, taking a seat and getting to work, “Where did you learn to cook?” He asked, hoping to get to know you a little better.

“My mom and grandmother. They were adamant that I learn how to feed an army if I ever needed to …” you chuckled, “I had a big family, back home. Usually there would be around twenty of us for dinner.”

“Twenty? Did you have a lot of siblings?”

“No. It was just me. But I had uncles, aunts, cousins, friends, neighbours, anyone and everyone who needed a meal could always come to our place for dinner. We never turned away anyone in need of a good meal.”

“Sounds nice.”

“It was …” a sadness passed your face, as you thought back to what had once been your home, until the Separatist droid army showed up, and destroyed everything you had held so dear.

Hunter saw your smile slip, it pained him to see that you had been through so much, although he hadn’t heard about it directly from you, he did overhear what had happened when you were talking with Tech. “Well we appreciate all your efforts, especially when you’re trying to teach us neanderthals how to cook.”

You giggled a little, pushing away the sad thoughts that had encapsulated your mind for a split second, “You’re not neanderthals.”

“We’re not exactly proper either. Couldn’t say, we’re exactly suited for a posh dinner.”

You shook your head as you laughed, “You don’t need to be suited for a posh dinner, you just need to show up to eat.” You smiled as you turned to look at him, smirking as you saw how perfectly he cut each vegetable.

You walked over and grabbed the tray of veggies, and dropped them into the stew, “Thanks for your help.”

“Of course. Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure”

“Why do you take care of us? I mean granted the Marauder smells a lot better, and the meals you cook are much better than the GAR rations, but … why do you do it?”

You stirred the stew as you contemplated the question, “I guess … because you feel like family to me.” You turned to look at him, truthfully, he was the only one that you didn’t think of as family, you wanted something more with him, something special, but seeing as this was the first time you two actually talked, it might be a bit far-fetched to imagine that could possibly happen. “And, I love seeing how my food makes you guys happy. Wrecker, has the biggest smile on his face, whenever he eats when I cook. Tech has this adorable blush, although he’ll never admit how much he enjoys my cooking. And Crosshair … well he always comes back for seconds; and frankly, between you and me, he needs to eat more. He’s too skinny. I could break off his collarbone if I needed.”

“I enjoy it too,” Hunter clarified as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, “I might not say it, but I always look forward to your cooking.” He blushed and turned his head away, not wanting you to see how much of an effect you had on him, and not just because of your cooking.

You laughed at his reaction, "Oh, don't be cute” you teased, “I might have to walk over there and pinch your cheeks.”

Hunter started to laugh, when he realized what you said, “Wait, did you just say that I'm cute?"

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