#the bad batch hc

[cloned-eyes]

HC for the "Crosshair fled with the rest of the batch" AU were he joins Omega and Wrecker whenever they get Mantell Mix to keep an "eye in them" but he really just as a weakness for Mantell mix aswell

#The bad batch #The bad batch hc #the bad batch au #Tbb crosshair #Tbb wrecker #tbb omega #clone force 99 #Crosshair about to double that debt #Make it 40 cartons of mantell mix #Hunter is about to stay broke

[spilledkauffie]

Cute/Affectionate HCs — The Bad Batch

Individually x Female!Reader || spicy fluff? 🌶☁️

thank you so much @justfangirlingaround​ for letting me write on your Crosshair hand-holding HC, it is one of my favourites!!

↳ m a i n m a s t e r l i s t

H U N T E R ↴

“I know you got my back and you know I got you”

Loves to nuzzle — maybe it’s just instinctual, but Hunter really loves to nuzzle up against literally any part of your body when you cuddle together. A lot of times he’ll nuzzle against your chest or stomach, arms wrapped around your frame completely or just softly resting against the sides of your stomach, rubbing affectionately every now and then. The rest of his body comfortably settled between your legs (which he occasionally grazes a hand down to give your thigh a squeeze), you can feel his chest rise and fall softly against your abdomen. Usually, you’ll either be doing your own thing, like reading or on your datapad, while Hunter just snuggles as needed. Other times you enjoy the quiet before Wrecker gets back and comb your hands through his dark hair, pushing it out of his face routinely. Hands moving easily to caress his face when he looks up to say something to you. // He also frequently enjoys nuzzling against your neck whenever he hugs you and I mean seriously nuzzles. You run your fingers up through the back of his hair while he dips to nose at the side of your neck, smelling the scent of you, and giving a throaty hum, making you smile. When he playfully nuzzles so much that you begin to lose balance you have to wrap your arms around his neck as he holds onto you by your hips to keep you close as he continues to make you laugh until he gives it up and just hugs you.

The man really enjoys closeness — he’s the kind of boyfriend who is always keeping you in a close hug or at his side when you’re just standing around together. Usually, he’s standing behind you with an arm around you, loosely draped across your collarbones, hand on your opposite shoulder, as you lean back against his chest, sometimes holding onto his forearm across you. // Welcome home hugs are an absolute must, no matter where you are, whenever he returns it’s always a running hug to greet him. He hugs you tightly as you either wrap your legs around his waist or he twirls you around a few times. Greeting him with a “Hi Serg!” Hunter has to chuckle, before setting you back down and squeezing you close.

Stealing his bandana — there are 2 scenarios where you steal his bandana

↳ 1). Playfully: sometimes when Hunter leans in for a kiss, you sweetly go with it and then try to distract him with the kiss while you slip a hand up, pushing the bandana out of his hair. He can feel you smiling into the kiss when you get it out of his hair. “You don’t think I can feel that?” he chuckles, breaking the kiss, but keeping close to your lips. / “And?” you bite the bottom of your lip, perking an eyebrow. / “And…it’s not that easy,” he adds, reaching around you to try and take it from where you have it hidden behind your back, naturally you immediately extend your arm as far as you can, causing him to drop his hand, shaking his head with a chuckle. He winds up making a few attempts to get it in different ways, until finally, he catches you from behind, picking you up, but now he’s far more occupied with the beautiful sound of your laughter than the bandana really.

↳ 2). Romantically: whenever things are getting heated during foreplay your hands inevitably wind up playing with his hair, which means you can only work around the bandana for so long. When Hunter’s really in the mood he’ll just get it out of the way and fast, otherwise, you’ll gently comb it out of his hair, letting the red fabric fall between your thumb and forefinger, while you bring your hands down the side of his neck slowly, feeling each muscle move with the deep kiss he’s giving you. Until finally, you set it aside on a side table or Hunter just winds up taking it from you and tossing it, making you giggle at his hasty action.

Quality time — it’s super important to Hunter, so half the time the two of you are just hanging out together, even dates aren’t anything fancy. Sometimes dates are you and Hunter comparing hand sizes playfully as you ask him about his missions and adventures across the galaxy. Your questions make him chuckle, but he’s more than happy to answer them, interlacing his hands with yours for a while, until you stroke them up his forearms and ask another. / He also teaches you how to spin his custom knife, which thankfully involves his hands touching yours a lot as well, which is the real reason you’re interested in it. / Despite Tipoca City being pretty occupied, Hunter always knows where to find you thanks to his tracking abilities, so spending time with you is pretty easy when he always knows where you are. Sometimes when he randomly shows up places, you have to squirt and ask, “are you tracking me again?” / To which Hunter shrugs, saying, “sorry, force of habit.”

Protective — Hunter is definitely the protective boyfriend, not overly, but he always knows when to either step in or say something. Not only does he want to protect you physically, but emotionally as well. He can tell if you’ve had your feelings hurt by someone else and he’ll ask you about it. He gets pretty mad if someone hurts your feelings, but still knows when to let you handle yourself and when to engage. However, there have been times where he outright saw someone being mean or rude and he couldn’t help but step in and do something. Or someone who was previously rude is now nice, and you’re pretty sure they’re just scared your boyfriend will have something to say if they aren’t (aka, Hunter intimidated them when you weren’t around).

E C H O ↴

"If I can't find the cure, I'll fix you with my love"

Cutest Couple of the year — it’s a well-known fact that the two of you are just the perfect couple, everyone around you loves that you’re together and you’d absolutely be voted the cutest couple if there was a competition. The two of you are just made for each other! You show a good amount of PDA, but it’s nothing to make anyone uncomfortable, just enough for them to say “aww” and be a little jealous about it. Before you were a couple people actually tried to set you up together, but the two of you couldn’t be brought together by anybody, it had to be on your terms which made everyone around you more stressed about if it would ever actually happen and when it did you swore you heard a collective relieved sigh from the people around you.

Echo’s very shy about it all at first— he worries he’ll be too cold, physically with the metal and alterations. But you really don’t mind, because truthfully Echo’s more self-conscious about it than anything else. He thinks he’s super cold, but it’s not terrible unless he’s been somewhere cold for too long (then he doesn’t realise his temperature has changed or that the metal is freezing). He tries to ease into it, so it takes some time, even for him to be comfortable showing you all the modifications, like down his spine. But when he finds you’re more than patient and compassionate about it, he begins to feel comfortable.

Touch means a lot to Echo — he absolutely adores the fact that you don’t mind physical contact because he really loves it. Holding your hand, getting hugs from you, sitting close together with your head resting against his shoulder. He loves it all. He also finds it really special and meaningful that you respond to his mechanical arm the same way as you would his unmodified side. It makes him smile, even though you just find it natural to do. // Cuddles are some of his favourites because it’s just both of you being completely comfortable and cosy. When you express some insecurities about your body, Echo has a special way of making you feel a bit more loved in that area, if he knows you’re shy about it he’ll spend special attention there, but it doesn’t make you insecure. He loves to rest his head on your lap and hook an arm under your thigh using it as a pillow. The same goes for your stomach, he loves to rest his head on your stomach when laying down together. If you make any comment about how you don’t really like that part of yourself, Echo perks up and says “what? No, but it’s one of the best parts.” / “Echo,” you perk an eyebrow, “that’s what you say about every part of me when I complain.” / “Well…,” he staggers for words, “it’s not my fault that every part of you is perfect, now is it?” / Shaking your head you have to smile at the look he gives you, almost daring you to try and come up with a response, “that’s what I thought,” he smirks placing a kiss against your skin.

Little things — Echo knows that you like the more “out of date” romance things, so he does his best to incorporate them into your relationship. For example, if the boys all go on a mission where there are tons of flowers he tries to bring some back, but preserving them aboard the Marauder on the way back is not an easy task. At some point he’s pretty sure someone tried to eat one, and with Tech’s flying, it’s near impossible to keep them in a vase or jar. However, Echo has managed to bring you some successfully and tries his best whenever he can. He’s also learned what pressed flowers are and found that a little easier to manage. // Likewise, he knows you like handwritten things, so usually before a mission he likes to leave a little handwritten note behind, even something as simple as “be back in three days for you, Love.” Other times he writes out a whole little letter for you, but you can always tell it’s from Echo because at the top there’ll be an indent or sometimes a small tear where his mechanical modification hand was trying to hold the paper in place as he wrote.

Special places — Kamino can be a lot, there are always people around, obviously, but Echo knows a few hidden locations where to two of you can get intimate without anyone around. When you asked him how he knew about all these secret places he just smirk and said, “I knew Fives, he always found hideouts when we were younger.” / “And you’re sharing them with me?” you ask, as he leads you by the hand. / “Yeah,” he shrugs, “I just figured we could make a few memories, you know, away from others.” / Since then you’ve danced through a Kaminoian thunderstorm, snuggled under the stars (on a surprisingly clear night), and had some heated nights.

Signs — Echo is great on picking up your personal signs and habits, especially when you need some affection or comfort. If you’re just hanging out with the boys, sitting next to Echo, he’ll notice if you’re bouncing your knee a lot or fidgeting with your hands in your lap. Without making a scene or being hyper-obvious he’ll either gently rest a hand on top of your knee, occasionally stroking down your thigh, or he’ll reach his hand to yours, letting you hold onto his hand for comfort, even if that means you fidget with his hand in your still. When you look over to see if he was staring, he’s not, he’s continuing the conversation he was having with one of his brothers, because he doesn’t want to draw the whole attention of the room to you if you’re already feeling anxious or stressed. He knows whatever’s going on you’ll probably talk about later when you’re alone, or maybe you just need the distraction right now, either way, he wants to let you know he’s there in the little subtle ways that make you feel safe and seen.

Mutual understanding — one of the best parts about Echo is you two are almost always on the same page. Especially when it comes to being in the mood for a little more intimate affection. When you find yourselves alone, you’ll both take a deep sigh and then look over at each other. / Echo will give a “Well?” as if he needs to ask what you’re going to do next. / In a matter of minutes, you’re wrapping your legs around his waist bringing him down closer, he’s kissing his way up your neck to meet your lips, and you shiver at the feeling. / It’s nice not having to explain that you’re in the mood because it truly feels like it’s meant to be when you’re so in sync with each other.

C R O S S H A I R ↴

"If you pull, then I'll push too deep and I'll fall right back to you"

At night — Crosshair doesn’t really sleep easily, let alone through a whole night completely, he’s a bit of an insomniac due to his heightened awareness, which makes him a super light sleeper even when he does fall asleep. And at the very least, he’s tossing and turning a lot. This is when you’ll find him getting a little more open to being cuddly:

↳ 1). If he just can’t seem to fall asleep, he eventually stops tossing and turning. He very carefully and slowly wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer against him, your back against his chest, and groans grumpily, but softly, against your skin. Dipping his head to nuzzle against the back of your hair or right against the nape of your neck, his hand firmly holding you to him half out of frustration and half out of a need to have you close, as you tend to soothe him. In this case, you usually pretend to still be asleep, knowing he would be more upset if he knew his need for you to be close woke you up. Occasionally you act like you just happen to be stirring a little yourself after he brings you close, and you just happen to bring your hand to hold his wherever he has it placed on you, nuzzling yourself just a little further back against his chest, and humming happily.

↳ 2). If you still feel him tossing and turning, you take it as a sign to intervene. You never address it with “can’t sleep?” otherwise he’ll just totally close down emotionally assuming you’ll ask him to talk about it next. Instead, when he finally settles on his back staring up at the ceiling, you cuddle yourself up close to him, and begin slowly kissing at his jawline, he’s tense for a while, but then responds with a hand to the small of your back, sometimes he even brings you closer against his side. When he just straight up brings you into a hug, you know something’s bothering him, whereas when he just methodically strokes a pattern (most likely something in Aurebesh) against your bare back you know he simply can’t sleep and that’s when you place a hand on his chest, resting your head on his shoulder, bring your leg to rest over his hip and sigh saying: “me either.” (Even though you might fall asleep in the next 20 minutes, it makes Crosshair smile that you try and stay up with him).

Catch him when he’s actually tired though — if you manage to catch Crosshair when he’s actually truly exhausted, you’ll find he’s a super, super needy cuddler. You found this out when one night he came back from a mission, with the boys, and they were all ready to absolutely crash from exhaustion. You were waiting for him in his bunk of the room; you started to get up as he set down his rifle, but without a word, he joined you on the bed full armour and all, bringing you back into a horizontal position with him, wrapping his arms around you fully, his back to the rest of the room. / “You didn’t even disassemble-” / “Later,” he groans, eyes already closed. // In the morning, however, he’s adorably grumpy about it, because he is never that clingy in front of other people.

Sneaky — when you’re in public he’s quite good at being subtle in finding ways to get you alone. For example, when you were checking your datapad walking down a hallway, you suddenly felt two fingers hook through your uniform belt and pull you aside. No surprise it was Crosshair bringing you into a small nook out of the hallway. From there he comfortably slips his hand into your back pocket, closing the space between the two of you. / “Can I help you?” you smile, hugging the datapad closer to your chest.  / “Just wanted to see you up close,” he smirks. / Perking your brows you bite the inside of your lip, “up close? Funny, this is the first time I’ve seen you today. Are you spying on me?” / “It’s my job to keep an eye on things,” he answers, distracted by the shape of your lips as he strokes his thumb across your bottom lip. / “Mhmm,” you keep your gaze locked with his, waiting for him to make the next move, but with a sigh, he pulls back from you completely. / “Not here,” he decides. Leaving you completely distracted for the rest of the day.  

Showers — a rare time when Crosshair actually isn’t tense whatsoever. Your first attempt at joining him went fairly smoothly since he decided to take a shower at 3 am when no one else was up. However, as you tried to sneak up and surprise him you heard a warning, “I swear, Wrecker, I will burn Lula if you-” before he turned to find you looking up at him, arms crossed over your chest. It took him by complete surprise, which is something that very rarely happens. / “Wh-why are you here?” he asks, not harshly, but genuinely curious. / “I thought I’d join you?” you say as more of a question than a confident answer. Crosshair smirked, regaining his usual demeanour back realising you were far more flustered than he was. Taking your meaning, he likes your idea. // From then on you’ve had an array of experiences with Crosshair in the shower, but one of the best is simply just hugging him. Your arms wrapped around his abdomen, slowly stroking your hands up and down, either his back or chest. Him completely relaxed against you, your chest pressing against him, letting the hot water run across and between the both of you for a while in silence. You place peppered kisses all along his skin, sometimes smiling when you feel him shiver at the sensation, so unfamiliar with it.

Holding your hand — despite hating a lot of PDA, you notice it becomes a habit whenever he’s around you, he starts to have a hand in yours more often, usually with his predominant shooting hand. You’re pretty sure he doesn’t even realise he’s doing it either because at random times he’ll just reach for your hand without looking. What’s unique is the way he holds your hand, his trigger fingers usually hold a little more lightly compared to the others, as he’s used to just resting them until needed. However, there are times when his trigger fingers really squeeze your hand compared to the rest, like when Wrecker actually manages to find the two of you while holding hands, which only frustrates Crosshair. // When you ask him about the frequent hand-holding, especially once he becomes more open to it publicly, he totally denies that he’s doing it out of sheer romantic purpose, instead claiming, “I’m just used to having something in my hand, toothpick, rifle…what’s the difference?” You can see he’s obviously trying to keep up the tough guy act, so you go along with it, not bringing it up again, simply happy he’s making it a part of his habits.

Don’t tell anyone — even though Crosshair’s great at being a boyfriend, you’re pretty sure he’d die of embarrassment if you actually ever told anyone about it. You made mention of him simply being “sweet” and he nearly had a heart attack. When it comes to Crosshair he’s a pretty concealed individual, including as little PDA as possible and as little mention as needed of there actually being a relationship there. However, if someone asks him if he’s with you he’ll just say “Yeah, and?” If they inquire further he’ll perk an eyebrow, uncross his arms, take out his toothpick and say “that’s none of your business.” Yet he’ll absolutely go to war with anyone else who tries to flirt with you. You’ve heard “wait, I didn’t know you were together!” from many poor clones moments before disaster. + You’ve had Hunter or Tech come and get you to break up a fight over it, but of course when you ask Crosshair what it was all about he says “nothing…” and either someone else has to explain or you pick up on the fact that he just doesn’t want to admit how easily he’s jealous.

W R E C K E R ↴

"I'm not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets"

Actually loves cuddling with you — Wrecker doesn’t take a lot of convincing, he’s game to cuddle anytime! He’s unabashedly in love with you and he’ll totally show that. Physical touch is Wrecker’s number one love language so you get a lot of physical affection with him, even if it’s just in the small things, like when you’re boarding the ship, he’ll offer you a hand even though you might not really need it. If he’s moving around you, his hand will graze against your back, just letting you know he’s there. So when it comes to cuddles or closeness, he’s your guy because he just loves it by nature.

Picks you up so much — Wrecker literally sweeps you off your feet, sometimes at opportune moments and other times not. For example, it’s precious whenever the boys return home from a mission. Wrecker is always so happy to see you, even if it’s only been two or three days. He picks you up bridal style, as gently as he can with all the excitement and gives you nose kisses, nuzzling his forehead against yours, telling you just how much he missed you. / Similarly, when he sees you for the first time of the day, you’re usually getting lifted up in his arms. When he can tell you’re down or just in the mood for some affection, but you won’t say, he’ll literally hoist you over his shoulder and get carried off someplace to cuddle. / However there are times when you’re carrying something fragile or full of liquid that you have to actually warn Wrecker before he comes up and just sweeps you up. “Wait, wait, wait-” you repeat softly, drawing his attention to whatever’s in your hands. / “Ohhh!” Wrecker nods realising what you were saying, as he carefully goes around you, but points back saying, “you owe me one then.”

Sleeping — Wrecker doesn’t mind how you cuddle up against him at night, the thing is he’s an absolute rock when he sleeps, he’s not moving from the position he settles on, but he has no problem if you like to move around and switch up positions. It’s always funny when you decide that you don’t want to be back to back anymore because he will actually feel you literally climbing over him. / “You coulda just told me to move,” Wrecker chuckles, helping you switch sides, lifting you over. / “I didn’t want to bother you,” you admit feeling a little embarrassed about getting caught wanting to cuddle against his chest. / “It’s not a bother if it’s for you,” Wrecker states as if it was an obvious, well know, universal fact, because to him it is. // Some nights you literally just sleep right on top of him, feeling his chest rise and fall, causing you to drift asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

Spends a lot of time apologising for any bruises— receiving bruises happens very rarely and only by accident, just because of his sheer strength especially compared to you. So when he notices a little bruise forming, he immediately assumes it’s his fault, maybe he hugged you too tight, or squeezed a little too hard on accident. When you snuggle up against him Wrecker spends time rubbing your skin softly, bringing you close, and apologising if he caused the bruise. More often than not it happens after more spicy events than just a hug, but he always tries to be aware of just how tightly he holds you even though you tell him you totally understand and really don’t mind a few love marks, even if they’re total accidents. / Other times you explain that it wasn’t his fault and that you were just clumsy, like running into a table, causing a bruise to form on your hip. “Oh…really?” Wrecker asks, relieved. / “Yeah,” you smile, looking down to where he was resting his head on your lap, “I told you, it’s not always your fault, babe.” / “Well, that’s good to hear,” Wrecker smiles, before frowning again. / You sigh, amused with him, “what now?” / “Nothing, nothing,” Wrecker kisses your bruise, softly saying under his breath: “stupid table being in your way.”

Loves your booty — Wrecker is always giving you love taps, particularly on your ass. The first time it happened you blushed like crazy because Wrecker has absolutely zero problems showing you some love around other people and it came out of nowhere while you were in the cafeteria. That’s something you’ve gotten used to, but that first time took you by complete surprise. Now the moment you feel the little booty tap, you know exactly who it is. / What’s even better is when you get him back with a little love tap to his ass. For starters, it gets a good chuckle from the rest of the batch and a good laugh from Wrecker who gave you a high five afterwards and pulled you close in a hug saying, “that’s my girl, right there!”

Affirmations — Wrecker is an absolute sweetheart, so if he ever hears you being down on yourself, he’s the first one to give you some positive affirmations. When you worry you won’t be able to do something new Wrecker comes in with the confident, “what? You’re like the only person I know that could even do that!” or “there’s no way you’re gonna fail, I’m pretty sure that’s impossible!” / Sometimes he doesn’t even realise it, but he’s the perfect boost of positivity you need. It’s a well-known fact that Wrecker is a bad liar, so you know that everything he’s telling you is the truth according to him, which is reassuring to know that he’s not just saying it on a whim and sometimes his words hit deep. / “Look, I’ve been a lotta places across the galaxy, but I haven’t ever seen or met anyone like you,” Wrecker admits, giving a shrug and looking over to you. / With a soft smile you close your eyes, letting him kiss your forehead, before you rest your head on his shoulder, wrapping your arms around his bicep, “thanks, Wrecker.”

T E C H ↴

"When you're close up, give me the shivers"

Very susceptible to cuddles if you get him talking — just ask a question, and he’ll begin to explain brightly, in sheer bliss that you’ve asked a question he has an answer to. Going into a million different side notes and rabbit holes, Tech’s so focused on the information he’s telling you that you can snuggle right up against him, wrapping your arms around him as you easily bring him down to lay next to you. He uses his hands a lot, and sometimes even grabs a datapad to show you some visual aid, making it super easy to cuddle against his side while he’s preoccupied. Sometimes when he finishes his answer, he’ll sigh happily, drop his arms, and then pause before asking, “you did that on purpose didn’t you?” / “I have no idea what you’re referring to,” you smile up at him. / Squinting his eyes, he adjusts his glasses, bringing an arm around you anyway, “I believe you know my reference exactly, you just refuse to comply with an answer.” / “I would never,” you playfully gasp at his acquisition. / Tech chuckles, “I won’t even tell you the odds of that statement.” / Actually gasping at his last statement this time, you tap his chest a little offended, only making him chuckle more at your response. But when you dramatically try to distance yourself, you feel him holding onto you, clearly not wanting you to leave, so you comply and lay back down. “Apologies, no offence meant,” Tech tries to say seriously, but you can hear him trying not to laugh.

Oblivious to it — sometimes Tech will get cuddly without even realising it. Like when you’re sitting at a table in the spare room he keeps all his droid experiments in, playing some word game on a datapad. If you get stumped, you’ll just call out, “Hey, Tech,” to which you receive an attentive “hmm?” in response from somewhere behind you. / “I can’t figure this out,” you explain, staring at the datapad, under your fingertips on the table’s surface. / Tech momentarily appears behind you, bending to take a look over you at the information. His chest presses against your back and his jawline nearly touches your cheek; gently he slides his hand under yours and types in the word you need. Where he gets cuddly, is when he stays there now interested in your little game more than what he was doing before, your hand resting on top of his (or his arm), you casually lean back against him a little more, and he presses his jaw against your temple. His other hand comes around you to rest on the table, closing a lot of space between the two of you.

Takes you by surprise — you’ll just be sitting next to him, casually watching him work on some droid rewiring or minding your own business on your datapad when out of nowhere, Tech will turn to you, hook a finger under your jaw, causing you to face him, caress the nape of your neck with his free hand and give you a kiss that makes your senses light up. / “Why did you-” you begin. / “Well, according to your routine habits I’ve observed, not to mention your clear desire to be closer, I calculate that you are, mmm, how shall I put this,” he paused before meeting your eyes, “in the mood.” / Blushing fiercely your jaw dropped a little, “you can just tell when I’m in the mood?” / “Yes,” Tech nods, figuring it was obvious since he did just kiss you, “that is why I was trying to help satiate your desire by-” / Before he can get another word in, you throw your arms around his neck and return the favour until you both wind up falling off the bench and onto the floor where the rest can play out a little easier.

Sitting in his lap — Tech spends a lot of time messing around with the Marauder’s gears and gauges so you’ve gotten into the habit of sitting across his lap while he does that, Tech was a little surprised at first, but eventually, got used to it and now he easily works around you. In fact now whenever he goes to work on it he’ll ask you, “am I to expect company?”

↳ falling asleep — you and Tech often fall asleep in this position, you sitting across his lap, arms loosely around his neck to hold you up, his hand on the outside of your thigh to make sure you don’t slip off and your head against his shoulder. Half the time his head is totally thrown back, the other times it’s dipped to rest against the top of yours.

↳ make out session — the ship is a place you can get away from the others whenever you’re somewhere besides Kamino. So it’s the perfect place for you and Tech to have a little fun. Whenever he’s working on the ship alone, you come to join him, but instead of letting him know you just take a seat on his lap, facing him this time and wrapping your arms around his neck. / “clear enough for you?” You perk an eyebrow, hoping he gets the hint. / Leaning back to meet your gaze Tech drops anything in his hands, “crystal.”

Listening — because Tech loves to info dump, you hardly expected him to be such a good listener, but he is. He pays attention to every word you say when you’re talking to him, maybe it’s just a habit he has but he doesn’t want to miss a thing, even if you’re just venting about something that doesn’t have terrible consequences. However, Tech thinks that if it’s important to you then it’s important to him too, and if you’re having a problem or something’s just bothering you and you can’t figure it out her really wants to help and will do everything he can to make it better.

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Remember when Commander Cody returned Obi-Wan’s lightsaber? ❤️ How would the Bad Batch return Jedi!Reader’s saber? Either before or after being in a relationship? Or while they had feelings for eachother? 🤩

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All Bad Batch Boys X GN!Reader

Exactly what the requests asks 😚

Masterlist 🤍

warnings: none, fluff. Play fighting. One established relationship, the others not.

A/N this was cute, I hope I hit the brief

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁 𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁 𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁 𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙

Echo

Although relationships with clones as a Jedi was forbidden, you could not help but develop immense feelings for a certain Arc Trooper. With eyes so kind and a heart so pure, it was hard not to fall for him which is quite literally what just happened.

During a battle stimulation, you made the mistake of wanting to take out the canons from above when you managed to slip and despite your best efforts tumble from above. Luckily for you however, a certain somebody had been covering your back and had no problem standing below you and physically catching you before you could injur yourself.

“Knew I could always count on you, Trooper.” You grin, tone loud over all the blaster fire before you jump out his arms and get back into the action.

He’s watching you in astonishment but as he steps forward and his foot judges soemthing, he looks down to see your lightsaber. He can not let your Master see the error that you made.

When the training was over, barely with time to spare you’re looking round all the destroyed targets in the hopes to see that familiar metallic hilt.

“Kriff, where is it?” You groan, knowing your Master will kill you for losing soemthing so valuable.

“General.” A voice breaks your thoughts and you see Echo stride towards you, removing his helmet and holding it by his hip.

You try to stop the feeling of blood rushing to your cheeks as his eyes gaze into your own bit it was seemingly impossible at this rate. “Hello Echo. Everything alright?”

He smirks a little before presenting you with your briefly lost weapon and you sigh in relief. “Thought you may have lost something.” He teased, handing it over and watching you attach it to your holster.

“You’re a life saver, Master would not be impressed if I lost this.” You shake your head at your own careless behaviour but nonetheless relieved that it was back in your arms. “Say, are you going to 79’s tonight?”

The question throws him a little and he’s suddenly unsure if it was a plan he already had in mind but shook his head anyway. “I’m not sure, why?”

Your hands are now kept behind your back, hiding your twiddling thumbs. “Oh I was just wondering. Thought I’d pop down to see how my boys are doing. Sometimes just mediating in my room can be a little dull.” You’re rambling a little and flirting certainly was not your forte. You just hope he got the hint that you wouldn’t mind seeing a certain someone there.

He chuckles and shifts his position only slightly, a little warm under his collar all of the sudden. “I-I’m sure I can make time to come down. It would be a pleasure to see you there General.” He beams, warmth heating his cheeks.

Before you could even process what you were saying, the words ‘it’s a date’ leaves your lips which has you scuttling away quickly but still, you knew he’d come.

Hunter

Dating Hunter was a dream. Although it could only happen when the Republic fell, you somewhat found it bitter sweet that it took all that to you and Hunter to finally admit your feelings.

“What’s on your mind?”

Lazing in the cockpit, Hunter could sense something was bothering you once you walked in and took a seat. Sweat was glistening to your skin and heart beating so fast it nearly burst his eardrums.

Shoulders slumped, you tilt your head back but look in his direction. “I can’t find my sabre.”

His eyes widened a little, knowing how important that weapon was to you. You had never misplaced it and the last time he saw you use it was two rotations ago on a mission which was quite a heavy one. “Have you searched everywhere? Under the bunks? Refresher? … Under Omega’s pillow?”

You let out a short chuckle at the last suggestion, knowing it wouldn’t be the first time Omega had took a keen interest in the lightsaber. “Yeah, I checked everywhere. I just don’t understand how I could’ve lost it. I know I didn’t lose it when we did that mission.” You sigh, leaning forward now with your arms slumped over your knees. “Unless it fell off my holster but I doubt it.”

Hunter senses your worry, getting the feeling that you would think yourself useless without your gear which has never been the case. He stands and moves to kneel on the floor in front of you, hands resting on your thighs. “Use the Force mesh’la, it has helped you before to find things now try again.”

You give him a wry smile. “Hunter, last time I did that was to find you and the others.”

“And it worked didn’t it?” He pointed out, working a smile. “Come on.”

You watch him close his eyes and you subtly roll your own but if it makes him feel better… you rest your forehead to his, eyes falling closed and let the Force speak to you.

There’s a moment of sweet silence until you let out a loud gasp, eyes shooting wide open and you stand abruptly almost knocking Hunter onto his rear. “I know where it is!”

The Clone chuckles, happy that his plan worked and stands up too, watching you run to the back of the ship and returning only moments later with of course - your sabre. “And where was that?” He folds his arms, raising an amused brow.

Sheepishly, you twirl it around in your hands and give a shy grin. “I may have put it in one of the cargo boxes by mistake.”

He steps to you and leans in, kissing your forehead which soon leads down to your cheek and then your lips. “My silly cyare.”

Wrecker

“Lost something little one?”

The voice of Wrecker made you turn instantly, seeing a mischievous glance on his face but little did he know that you knew exactly what he was referring to.

“Hand it over big boy.” You tease, turning fully to face him in the open field the two of you decided to go for a walk in.

A blush rises in his cheeks at the nickname, helplessly smitten by both your personality and looks. But, he simply can’t help but be a little naughty around you. And now he can since the others weren’t about to tease you both about your constant flirting. One of these days maybe one of you two will step up and admit this lingering-in-the-air feelings.

“If ya want it,” he gets into a position that you know you’re going to have run after him so you too prepare yourself, “come and get it!”

He runs, fast. But you’re a lot faster. In only a matter of seconds you’ve caught up to him, jumping onto his back and swiping your arms around his front to grab your sabre that was now in his long and outstretched hands. “Ha! Nice try!”

You grunt as you struggle to get it and although you could easily use the Force, why not have a little fun while you’re at it?

A shriek escapes you as a strong hand grasps at your leg and physically yanks you away from his back as he holds you outwards. Kriff, his strength was not a joke. But, you were determined and swung from left to right, starting with a stray, before you are able to grab his shoulder and pluck your leg free as you clambered up the front of him.

He’s taken aback, stilling as your legs wrap around his waist as he climbed him like the mountain of muscle he was. “Now hand it over.”

Never had Wrecker felt both so intimated yet happy at the same time. You were literally in his arms, something he had dreamed about forever (or the six months he has known you) and your lips so close to his face seemed very inviting.

He’s distracted, clearly a little flustered to put up a fight and since you had swiped the sabre from his grasp in a blink of an eye, he did not even budge. Had you broken him?

“Wrecker, honey?” You prompt him, tapping his scarred cheek lightly with the hilt to your weapon.

“Marry me.”

“What?!”

“Uh-.”

Tech

Blaster fire shot over your head, you’re ducking and weaving through trees as an ambush of raiders try to stop you and your team from infiltrating an enemy base when you lose your lightsaber.

The second it leaves your holster you’re well aware yet your odds were slim in retrieving it. That was until Tech, you’re smart and courageous friend had turned back and ran straight to retrieve.

“Tech! Leave it!” You skid to a halt, shouting over the blaster fire towards your teammate who had ducked and weaves through everything that got in his way until your sabre is swiped up into his grasp.

“Weapon located. I’m on my way back.” He speaks over the comm and you’re wide-eyed in complete horror yet surprise that he would do something so foolish yet kind for you.

Once both of you are out of harms way, catching your breath backs once yoh mount the Marauder Tech walks to you, hand extended with your beloved sabre.

“Tech.” You said his name breathlessly, shaking your head at him. “Why would you do that? You could’ve gotten yourself killed.”

“Yes my survival rate was slim yet I am aware of how important it is for a Jedi to have a weapon.”

All you could do is blink at him, slowly taking the lightsaber from his grasp and placing it down beside you. “Sure, it means a lot but your life means a lot more to me.” You speak softly, watching the tips of his ears turn a small shade of pink at your admission.

“I am just an expendable being”

“And this is just a piece of metal.” You interject, making him realise that his first comment was silly. “Like I said, you mean more to me than this. But I thank you.” Standing, you crossed the threshold and lean towards him until your lips press against his cheek. His breath staggers and his knees almost give way at the surprising gesture.

When you pull back and gauge his reaction, you felt a little bashful yourself. Nobody had ever looked at you the way he did with you. “Don’t do something like that again, okay?” Your voice was barley a whisper and for a second, you thought Tech had leaned in to kiss you back but his eyes swiftly closed, he cleared his throat, and nodded.

“Agreed.”

Crosshair

As you and Clone Force 99 walk towards Generals Windu and Kenobi, as well as your Master, your stomach was in your mouth.

You searching your mind, reeling back all the events of the mission that you just completed and tried to place where you had put your lightsaber. Or worse, lost.

You had scoured the whole ship, searching every crook and nanny and honestly, you were to proud to ask the others if they had seen it. And after receiving a few odd looks and questions, you gave up your search.

“General, I trust the mission went to plan?” Mace speaks up once he stops a few steps ahead of you.

“Yes, the separatist base has been breached and secured. I doubt we will see much of them around this area anymore.” You nod with a smile that doesn’t quite reach your eyes.

Your Master looks to you, raising a subtle brow. “Are you well? You seem distant in your thoughts?” Despite you being a Jedi Knight now, your Master was well adverse in sensing your troubles which you had tried so hard to keep at bay. But, there was no chance you were going to tell them you lost your weapon.

“Do I? Weird. No, I’m fine. Thanks for your concern.” You reply as casually as you can and allowed the others to converse amongst each other as you stand to the side and prepare to say your farewells.

You had worked with Clone Force 99 four times now and each time you thoroughly enjoyed it. They’re chaotic, different but funny in there own way. But as you look to them, you frown to see one in particular is missing. Where’s Crosshair?

As if reading your thoughts, Hunter comes over. “Crosshair said he would catch up, wanted to stay on the ship for a moment.” His words made you frown.

“Did he say why?” The Clone shakes his head in reply. You knew of his senses, but did he sense your nerves? The way your heart dropped a little in disappointment to not see your Snarky Sniper? Admittedly it took a while for him to warm up to you, both as stubborn as the other but you grew fond of his presence as he did yours. Now you feared you wouldn’t see him again for a long while.

As you’re nearing your goodbyes, you stand beside Kenobi and look to the majority of the Clones as your Master commends them for their help and how medals will be coming their way.

But in the corner of your eye, a tall, slime and grey haired figure comes into view and stands beside Wrecker as if he was always there. You stay silent, not wanting to interrupt their praises when your eyes locked. There was subtle movement by his hands and you look down towards them and your heart swells to see him waving your unignited lightsaber. Eyes wide, you look at his face to see him smirk and every so carefully mouthed, ‘lost something?’.

Mouthing him back a small thanks, you waited until your fellow Jedi made their leave before taking a step towards them and more importantly to Crosshair. “I don’t know how to thank you… where was it?”

“Doesn’t matter. You have it now.” He hands it over once his brothers walk away.

“Did you know I lost it?”

He nods, folding his arms over his body. “Knew something wasn’t right when you were turning out ship upside down and inside out. Gathered you must’ve lost something awfully important.” He says pointedly, a little smug at his act of heroism.

You hum in amusement and made sure it was securely locked onto your belt. “Well, thank you again Crosshair. You’re a fine solider and man.”

For a second he shifts, not so used to being complimented on him as a person and not a solider but nods in appreciation. “I trust we may be serving alongside another again?”

“I hope so. May the force be with you, Crosshair.”

Never had so few words meant so much to him in those moments. His heart that was usually empty felt full and pride was shooting through his veins and a blush crept up his next.

“And with you, my General.”

He wanted more than anything to fight by your side once more.

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁 𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁 𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁 𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙

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[alabyte]

Just a little headcanon:

As a child, Crosshair's hair was dark except for just a small white strand somewhere at his temple. But with age, the white strands became more and more numerous - due to genetic mutations, the hair on his head lost color in sections until it became completely white.

Maybe in just a few years he'll start saying that the amount of stress his brothers are causing made him go gray in his cadet years.

#honestly i cherish this hc so much #my favourite one at this point #crosshair #crosshair tbb #tbb crosshair #the bad batch #tbb #clone force 99 #cf99 #star wars #sw #also tested new custom brushes while colouring still figuring out if i like it or nah

[tending-the-hearth]

"what, no hug for me?" "that depends how good your intel is."

echo and cross weren't even reunited for five seconds and were already snarking at each other your honor they're each other's favorite brother

#echo being the peacemaker KILLED me #like he already had to deal with one squad at each other's throats #and now he has to deal with hunter and cross #i'm going to be sick #anyways my ori'vod echo and vod'ika cross hcs were so validated with this episode #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers #tbb crosshair #arc trooper echo #do not tag as clone/cest or i'm taking your knees

[tardisdeancas]

swear jar.

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[zoeykallus]

Hello there! I hope you’re having a wonderful day or evening, depending on when you see this :)

I was wondering if you’d do a HC of how the batch reacts to being called the fem!readers husband! Whether for an undercover mission or they’re actually married is totally up to you! So sorry if you’ve already done this one and I just didn’t see it!

Lots of love

~💜

Aloha! No, I have not done this before. At least not that I can remember... 🤔🤔

I think, I smell some fun...

The Bad Batch x fem!reader HCs - The Husband

Fluff/Comfort/Slightly Suggestive/Tech's Part Is Angsty

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Initial situation:

You two are not yet a couple, but you have feelings for each other. Sometimes you flirt and generally enjoy spending time together. While running errands together on a market, you are approached by a vendor.

"Hello, such a pretty couple! Can I perhaps interest you and your husband in some of my goods? We have exquisite exotic fruits with aphrodisiac effects."

Hunter

You hear a nervous little giggle from Hunter. You smile yourself, feeling your cheeks get hot. The way you keep smiling at each other, and the way you interact with each other, it was only a matter of time before someone mistook you for a couple.

Hunter clears his throat sheepishly and says, "Um, we're not married."

"But a couple for sure," the merchant says with conviction.

You shake your head, "No, not a couple either."

The merchant blinks.

"But you'd like to be one!" he insists.

Hunter nervously tugs at his bandana and says, "Well, that may be so"

You look at him in surprise; until now, you've never addressed this tingling tension between you.

Your eyes meet, then you both look shyly in another direction.

The merchant grins, "Ah, I see, shy huh? My fruits can change that."

You chuckle and say braver than you feel, "Okay, what would you recommend to two shy idiots like us who don't dare?"

You feel Hunter staring at you, but he doesn't contradict you, he comes closer and watches curiously as the merchant shows and explains some of the exotic fruits to you. Finally, you look at him and you both grin.

The merchant wraps a few of them for you and as he hands you the bag he says, "Come by as soon as you are a couple, my wife has a wonderful catering service for the wedding party."

Echo

His first reaction is a confused, "Huh?

"I just asked your wife if you two might be interested in my fruit."

Echo looks at you and you at him. You see his ears turn red, but he doesn't contradict the merchant.

He likes to cook, in general he likes to prepare food, it's a kind of hobby, and he's very good at it. Which you also mention to the merchant.

"Oh, a man with class, you are lucky".

You laugh softly and say, "Echo, take a look, maybe you can find some fruit for a stimulating dessert?"

Echo comes closer and says dryly, "Well, um, just the two of us will eat that, won't we?"

"Of course," you say with a soft laugh.

You buy some of the fruit and the merchant calls after you, "Recommend me further if you are satisfied."

After a while you say quietly laughing, "Husband and wife."

Echo murmurs, "Doesn't sound so bad"

"Hmm?"

"Oh nothing"

Wrecker

He laughs heartily, playfully pulls you close to him and squeezes you against his side.

"My little wifey and I are always interested in culinary delicacies," he says happily, playing along with the game.

You are so caught off guard at first that you just smile dumbly and try to process what is happening.

Wrecker is chatting heartily with the merchant, getting advice, picking out some fruit, and smiling at you all the while. He seems so adorably cheerful that you wouldn't even dream of admonishing him or correcting the mix-up.

Again and again, he winks at you mischievously, as if you were both about to play a prank. You're not quite sure what Wrecker thinks about you or you two together. But for now, you're enjoying this little game.

As you both finally walk away from the stand with a bag of fruit, he looks at you, he's grinning, his ears are red, and he says conspiratorially, "Funny, isn't it, that he thought we were a couple? Hey, should we maybe go to that little grove you like so much? The fruits are good for a picnic."

Your heart races.

"Wrecker, you know what aphrodisiac means, right?"

"Um, no, should I?"

You sigh, but you smile at him as you explain.

"It increases libido, sexual readiness, the desire to be intimate."

His eyes get big.

"Oooooh," he says stretched, after a brief pause he asks mischievously, "So, shall we go to the grove?"

Tech

His holopad is hanging on his belt for once, his attention was completely on you today, and you enjoy it to the fullest. It does not surprise you that one believes you for a couple. The way you look at him, and he smiles shyly at you, it is bound to happen sooner or later.

Tech adjusts his goggles and says matter-of-factly, "We're not married."

"But a couple, yes?"

"No, not a couple either," he says.

The dealer looks from one to the other.

"But you two are definitely in love with each other, you can tell from a distance".

You see Tech's ears turn red, the helmet he had tucked under his arm earlier hastily finding its place on his head again as Tech more or less tries to hide under it.

But then he says something that startles you.

"That would be unwise."

You feel yourself getting hot and cold, and your guts tighten. The merchant looks from one to the other, confused.

"Why is that?" he asks the question on your mind.

Tech sighs and says, "I have an unsteady life, a dangerous one at that. I couldn't offer a steady home to a partner or even a wife, no real security. So I guess I will remain single."

The merchant as well as you are speechless. You feel as if he has just kicked you in the pit of your stomach.

As you continue to walk, you are silent and stare ahead. You don't feel like exploring the market anymore. You feel like crying, but you hold back. You were so sure that he liked you too, so sure that sooner or later you would find each other, get together. Now you feel down, a shattered dream.

He stops at a stand with flowers, buys a beautiful bouquet and holds it out to you. When you look at him questioningly, he says, "I feel like I've made you sad."

You tentatively pick up the bouquet, stare at the flowers and bite your tongue, trying not to say anything stupid or start crying.

"Other people," he says after clearing his throat, "Shouldn't know how much I like you."

You blink and look up at him from the bouquet.

"What, I don't understand…"

He shrugs his shoulders uncertainly, pulls you into a quiet corner, and takes off his helmet again. His cheeks and ears are flushed, his hair a bit disheveled by the helmet. He looks so adorable it hurts.

"It's true that my life is uncertain, dangerous. The Empire is after me and my brothers, the occasional bounty hunter now and then. If people know how much I like you, they might try to hurt you to get to me."

Your heart almost leaps into your throat.

"So you do like me then?"

Tech blinks and says, "I thought it was obvious."

"And you don't want to stay single?"

He smirks softly at you.

Crosshair

He cocks an eyebrow at you, then at the vendor. Before you can say anything, Crosshair steps closer and looks at the fruit.

You stand next to him. He throws you a sly smile, then asks the vendor, "Which one has the most intense effect?"

You feel heat rising in your cheeks and ears. You wonder what he's up to.

Crosshair listens to the merchant's advice for quite a while, while you watch speechlessly as he packs an entire bag of the recommended fruit.

You sigh softly. You know that Crosshair is popular with the women, and you know that he has always enjoyed it, even though he hasn't had anymore womanizing for a while now.

You two find a quiet corner and sit down at a pretty fountain.

Quietly, you ask him, "So, which woman gets served these fruits this time?"

He unwraps one, takes his knife and cuts it into pieces as you watch in surprise.

"Well my wife, of course," he says perkily, holding out a piece to you, "Care for a slice, honey?"

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[mire-draws-things-spiceverse]

Day 1 | Sergeant Hunter

Calendar masterlist | Buy me a coffee?

'Tis the season! And as my thank you for this fandom that kept my brain pumping that sweet, rewarding serotonin + dopamine combo for two years in a row (so far): here it is, the first of my 24 clone arts. I hope you all enjoy my humble offerings 🤲🏾✨

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[lamaenthel]

Clone Force 99, nicknamed the Bad Batch and designated as Experimental Unit Clone Force 99, was a clone commando special forces squad that was active during the Clone Wars. The squad initially consisted of five clone commandos that were designed with genetic mutations:

Crosshair, formerly designated CT-9904, was a clone commando who served in the Grand Army of the Republic during the Clone Wars as part of Clone Force 99. Crosshair possessed genetic mutations that gave him exceptional eyesight and marksmanship skills. As a result, he acted as a sniper and a long-range combatant.

Wrecker, formerly designated CT-9903, was a clone commando who served in the Grand Army of the Republic during the Clone Wars as part of Clone Force 99. Due to genetic mutations, Wrecker was much larger and stronger than the average clone trooper. He loved blowing things up, and served as the muscle and demolitions expert for his squad.

Tech, formerly designated CT-9902, was a clone commando who, as a result of his genetic mutations, served as the brains of his squad and was a valued asset in this regard, using his high intellect and mastery of technology to ensure their operations were successful. Even so, he was no less skilled in combat than the other three members.

Hunter, formerly designated CT-9901, was a Clone Sergeant who served as the commanding officer of Clone Force 99. He was genetically altered to have heightened senses and was able to sense electromagnetic frequencies from anywhere on a planet.

Ninety-Nine, formerly designated CT-9900, was a clone who suffered errors during the cloning process. His mutation was intended to provide him with an accelerated healing factor; while he did indeed heal wounds almost twice as fast as his brothers, his healing factor mutation unfortunately caused him to suffer severe progeria as a result of enhanced cellular turnover. Due to his valuable stem cells, bone marrow, and blood---which showed temporary improvements in wound healing speed in troopers who received transfusions---he was not terminated, and was instead removed from his squad at an early age and assigned maintenance duties. He was killed assisting Domino Squad in the defense of Kamino in 21 BBY.

The four surviving members of Clone Force 99 named their squad in honor of their fallen brother.

#the bad batch #the bad batch headcanons #tbb #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #tbb wrecker #tbb tech #hunter #crosshair #tech #wrecker #the bad batch meta #tbb meta #my writing #sorry i've been obsessed w this hc since february #bad batch eve

[starwarstrashy88]

I just thought of something and so I need to get it out of my head and into words because GAHGGHG

CROSSHAIR CALLING OMEGA SQUEAKER

#yes like Charlie from all dogs go to heaven #he and Crosshair have slightly similar personalities so my brain just made the connection itself #just let me have my hcs in peace #star wars #tbb #the bad batch #tbb omega #omega #tbb crosshair #Crosshair #the bad batch crosshair #the bad batch omega

[spacemagicandlaserswords]

Random Bad Batch Headcanon

Tech and Crosshair are twins.

Same height (6'4"). Same body type (tall and lean).

They came out of the same tube. Tech was taken out first just ahead of Crosshair, which is why Tech is CT-9903 and Crosshair is CT-9904. Hunter is the oldest (CT-9901) and Wrecker (CT-9902) is the second oldest.

I also HC Wrecker as the most emotionally intelligent one of the batch. That man is not the bumbling idiot he is characterised to be. He is their demolitions expert after all.

In whatever alternate, alternate headcanon universe that exists where Tech and Crosshair aren't twins, then for some reason my brain has decided that these are their ages:

Hunter - oldest, long suffering eldest sibling, permanently done and tired of this shit (CT-9901) Tech - second oldest, middle child menace but with some semblance of sense occasionally (CT-9902) Wrecker - third oldest, exuberance and enthusiasm personified and more than capable of getting into trouble most of the time (CT-9903) Crosshair - youngest, absolute menace to society and everyone's problem all of the time, add it to the list of reasons why he's a grumpy crossaint (CT-9904)

Actually now I'm not so sure. Maybe Tech and Wrecker would swap. Either way Hunter is definitely the Oldest Sibling TM and Crosshair has all the youngest child energy.

Not sure where Echo comes into all of this. He can be Wine Mom.

#the bad batch #bad batch #tbb #tech #tbb tech #hunter #tbb hunter #crosshair #tbb crosshair #wrecker #tbb wrecker #echo #tbb echo #star wars #sw #headcanon #hc #star wars headcanon #tbb headcanons

[cloned-eyes]

AU in which Tech manages to go HTTYD style on the baby zillo beasts ass and they taking it with them and have a really cool pet

#the bad batch #the bad batch s2 #Eyes rambles #The bad batch hc #Tbb tech

[nightskyfoxyy]

She had a nightmare, but its okay now.

(Was definately carried very gently back to bed as well. Ya know. After an hour or two.)

#If they dont all end up happy on Pabu by the end of the third season Im gonna be sick on the damn floor #GIVE THE BATCH THEIR DAUGHTER BACK #I hc theyve all been there done that with this particular situation though #Shes tough for a kid but shes still like.. 10? something like that? #just needs a good hug sometimes #the bad batch #omega #hunter #tbb hunter #tbb omega #i will never be over that Lofi nap video on the star wars kids channel im gonna sob til i pass out #star wars

[nahoney22]

Me again! Please can I request some HC’s with the bad batch and how they react to reader (gn or female) accidentally crawling into the boys bunk at night 😂

Accidental Sleeping Arrangements

All Bad Batch Boys X GN!Reader

How the boys react to you accidentally crawling into their bunk at night.

warnings: Fluff, comfort, cuddles, some moody boys, gender neutral reader. Can be read as romantic or platonic.

Echo 💤

The first time:

As you slid into his bunk accidentally that evening, he was thoroughly bewildered. He had jolted awake and sat upright, observing your exhausted form snuggling against him, eyelids heavy with fatigue.

With tactful gentleness, he roused you from your slumber, delicately shaking you to bring you back to awareness. "Hey, um, you're in my bunk, trooper."

Your eyes flickered open, adjusting to the dim light, and a muttered curse escaped your lips as you retreated, cheeks warming with embarrassment. "Sorry, Echo," you apologized, slipping out of his bunk. "I must be completely drained," you sheepishly confessed.

"It's alright. I just didn't want to startle you by waking up to my face," he commented. You glance at him with a furrow forming on your brow before you shook your head.

"I doubt I'd be bothered by that..." your words trailed off, potentially carrying unintended flirtation. Echo's eyes widened slightly, his hand instinctively moving to the back of his neck, a clear sign of slight shyness at your words.

"Anyway," you say abruptly, spinning on your heel. "Sorry about that."

Echo simply nodded, silently observing as you retreated to your own bunk, leaving him with a sudden chill in the air, now yearning for the warmth you briefly brought beside him.

The second time:

With a tired yawn, Echo wearily approaches his bunk a few nights later, only to halt in surprise at the sight of someone curled up inside. Upon closer inspection, he realises it's you again, presenting him with a slight dilemma.

Despite his weariness, Echo knows he needs rest, and while your bunk is an option, his own provides the perfect setup for his cybernetics, ensuring he's at his best for the next day's duties.

Letting out a small sigh, hoping you wouldn't mind, he settles on the edge of his bunk and gently wakes you. "Hey, you're in my bunk again," he murmurs softly.

You stir, meeting his gaze before cringing slightly. "Again? I'm so sorry," you begin to rise, but his hand on your shoulder stops you.

"You can stay, but I'd also like to get some sleep... if you, uh, catch my meaning," he hints with a faint smile, hoping you understand.

"Oh," you blush, considering for a moment. "Well, I hope you don't mind sharing."

"Not at all," he reassures, his tone gentle as you make space. He lies beside you, and before long, you drift back to sleep. Echo finds solace in the rhythm of your soft snores, gradually succumbing to sleep himself... though waking up to find you both cuddling is a surprise he hadn't anticipated, yet one he welcomes warmly.

Hunter 💤

The first time:

When Hunter awoke to find you crawling into his bunk, confusion gripped him. Instantly alert, his hands tensed, ready to confront any potential intruder, but his apprehension melted away as he recognised you.

He lay there in silence, contemplating his next move.

While a part of him felt inclined to let you sleep, considering your recent exhaustion, he couldn't shake the concern of startling you upon awakening to find him beside you.

After ensuring you were deeply asleep, he carefully extricated himself from the occupied bunk, making sure not to disturb you.

Once free, he couldn't suppress a soft chuckle as he observed you, peacefully snuggled into his pillow, emitting gentle snores. “Sleep well.” He whispered to you before leaving you to rest.

He made a mental note to address the situation in the morning, but perhaps it’s better left unsaid since you’ll know your error when you woke up.

The second time:

As you woke up to find yourself in Hunter's bunk, mortification swept over you. Yet, when you encountered Hunter in the cockpit, he didn't mention a word about it, instead offering you a drink of caf.

A small part of you entertained the idea that perhaps he was unaware of the nighttime intrusion. However, your suspicions were confirmed a few nights later.

Fatigued and not paying attention to your surroundings, you headed towards what you thought was your bunk and climbed inside, only to be surprised by the presence of another person. "Hunter, what're you doing?" you blurt out, eyes widening in disbelief.

"I could ask you the same question," he chuckles, adjusting his position and turning to face you. "This is my bunk."

Blinking in realisation, you glance around, confirming his assertion. "Oh," you laugh sheepishly, "I thought this was mine."

His smile is gentle, his eyes gleaming faintly in the dim light. "You're more than welcome to stay," he offers casually, though he soon realizes the potential implications of his words. "If you want to, that is."

A part of you knows you should return to your own bunk, yet there's an inexplicable pull keeping you there. "Well, I'm all comfy now..." you hint with a small smile.

He nods, turning his gaze away and closing his eyes. "Me too. Sleep well."

It took you a moment to fall asleep but just like how Hunter didn’t tell you that you had slept in his bunk first initially, you won’t tell him how he pulls you into his body as he slept and held you close throughout the night. Not that you seemed to mind.

Wrecker 💤

The first time:

"Wrecker, you scared me! What are you doing in my bunk?" you exclaimed, startled by the unexpected intrusion.

As you thought you were settling into your bunk for the night, using your hands to navigate through the darkness, you accidentally crawled onto something large and hard.

Assuming it was just your sheets bunched up, you attempted to smooth it out, only to be met with a small yelp that made your heart skip a beat.

"Huh?" Wrecker groggily emerged from his sleep cocoon, rubbing his eyes. "This is my bunk, isn't it?"

"No, I'm pretty sure it's mine," you asserted, but as Wrecker shifted in the bunk and reached under the blanket, he pulled out his beloved Lula.

"Oh. Maybe not then." You felt pretty embarrassed by your mistake, but Wrecker didn't seem to mind at all.

"It's alright, thought I was going to get an extra cuddle buddy for a second there!" he chuckled heartily, waving Lula in your face. His laughter filled the room, and you couldn't help but feel a warmth spread through you at the thought of being Wrecker's "cuddle buddy," though you weren't entirely sure if he was joking.

Deciding not to dwell on it further and eager to avoid keeping Wrecker awake any longer, you offered a meek apology before retreating to your actual bunk. As you settled in, you couldn't shake the image of Wrecker's playful grin from your mind.

The second time:

Wrecker stared down at his bunk, finding it already occupied with not much room left for him. You were snoozing away, oblivious to his dilemma. Wrecker knew he could be a bit of a grouch without his sleep, so he decided to gently prod you awake.

"Hey," he nudged you, rousing you from your slumber. "Is this you asking to be my cuddle buddy?"

You stirred awake, blinking in confusion as you glanced at him. It was then that you noticed Lula on the pillow next to your head. "Oh shoot, sorry Wrecker," you sighed groggily, just wanting to fall back asleep into the warmth of his bunk.

"It's alrigh’," he chuckled softly, his deep voice filling the room with warmth. "But uh... I kinda need to sleep."

"Then come cuddle next to me," the words slipped out before you realized what you were saying, but you didn't want to take them back either. The thought of Wrecker's warmth beside you was oddly comforting.

Wrecker was surprised for a moment, his eyes widening slightly, before a soft smile spread across his face. Without hesitation, he slung his armor off and crawled into the space beside you. "Are ya sure about this?"

"Mhm," you replied sleepily, your arms spreading over his chest as you nestled into him like a log warming a fire. "You're warm."

Wrecker smiled to himself, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him as he closed his eyes, feeling your steady breathing against his chest.

Tech 💤

The first time:

Sleep was not a common occurrence for Tech, so when he made the rare decision to nestle down for the night, he wasn't too perturbed to find you asleep in his allocated spot.

He paused for a moment, considering whether to wake you, but recalling your exhausted state earlier, he reasoned that you wouldn't have intentionally taken his bunk.

Instead, he quietly observed the peaceful rise and fall of your chest, noting the serenity that graced your features, before silently retreating back to the cockpit where he remained awake for the night once again.

"Tech, why didn't you wake me? I feel terrible," you expressed your guilt that next morning upon discovering that you had accidentally slept in his bunk, leaving him to forego his own rest.

"That is not necessary. You were tired, and I can always keep my mind occupied with tasks or reading intel," he replied in his usual composed manner, peering at you over his datapad. "I shall assume this was a one-time occurrence, and my bunk shall be my own again tonight."

“Yes, of course," you nodded, your expression reflecting genuine concern as you offered another apology before preparing for the demanding day ahead. Despite Tech's assurances, the weight of your unintended intrusion lingered.

The second time:

It just so happened to be the next night that you found yourself once again interrupting Tech's sleep. Moving through the dark ship with heavy eyes and a yawn on your lips, it was no surprise that you once again miscounted where your bunk was and crawled into the wrong one.

Your head hit the pillow, and your eyes shut as the warmth of the bed enveloped you. However, despite the comfort, a small flickering light kept intruding upon your consciousness, prompting your eyes to flutter open. At first, you didn't register the source, but as you turned your head to the right, your eyes widened in realisation: Tech laying there on his datapad, as if nothing had happened.

"Tech, what... am I...?" you began, your voice trailing off as confusion clouded your thoughts.

"In the wrong bunk?" he interjected calmly, settling his datapad down and gazing down at you. His goggles rested atop his head, allowing you to see the brightness of his eyes in the dark. "That is correct."

You sit up, feeling a rush of embarrassment flood over you, and run your hand over your face in frustration. "I'm sorry. I don't know what's up with me.”

Tech raises a single brow, his expression softened with genuine concern. "Perhaps in the morning, I should run some tests if you will allow me?" he suggests softly, his voice carrying a hint of worry. "But for now, I suggest you get some sleep."

Nodding in agreement, you reluctantly pull the blanket off your body, preparing to retreat to your own bunk. However, before you can make your escape, Tech's hand gently rests on your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks.

"You are free to continue sleeping in my bunk tonight if you find it comfortable," he offers unexpectedly, his gesture of kindness catching you off guard.

"What, really?" you respond, turning to face him, searching his eyes for confirmation.

With a nod, Tech reclines back and retrieves his datapad. "Yes, really. I do not mind."

"But what if I keep you awake again?" you voice your concern.

"Do not worry about me," he reassures softly, a warm smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Now, get some rest before I give you a lecture about the benefits of getting sleep."

You chuckle softly at his remark before settling, finding comfort in his understanding demeanor. As you prepare to drift off into slumber, you can't help but feel thankful for Tech's compassion and generosity.

In the quiet of the night, you woke up only once, feeling Tech's arm drape gently across your body. Yet, instead of feeling unsettled, you found comfort in his presence.

Crosshair 💤

The first time:

As you prepared to settle in for the night after a long day, exhaustion clouded your judgment, leading you to absentmindedly crawl into a bunk without much thought. However, your relaxation was short-lived as you were startled by a gravelly voice beside you.

"What are you doing?" The abrupt question made you jump, and you inadvertently knocked your head against the top of the bunk in surprise.

"What am I doing? What the kriff are you doing?" you retorted in annoyance, rubbing your sore head as Crosshair sat up beside you, his expression stern in the dim light.

"I'll think you'll find this is my bunk," he hissed, his sharp gaze piercing through the darkness. As you glanced across the room, you realised your mistake—the bunk you were in wasn't yours.

"Oh."

"Yes. Oh. Now get out before I drag you out," he threatened, though you could tell it was more playful than serious.

"Alright, alright, keep your hair on," you sighed as you obediently crawled out of his bunk, feeling the absence of warmth as you departed.

Crosshair grumbled under his breath and rolled back onto his side to sleep, while you mentally chided yourself for the blunder, making sure you never accidentally try to sleep in his bunk again.

The second time:

You're exhausted, your head throbbing with the relentless ache of sleep deprivation from the past few days, and you've reached the point where you don't care where you sleep anymore. And that includes Crosshair's bunk.

As you settle down on the edge of his bunk, the closest one available, you feel the weight of his gaze on your back, following your movements as you swing your legs around and lay down. "What are you doing?" his voice cuts through the silence, tinged with irritation.

You don't reply, simply closing your eyes as you allow the fatigue to wash over you, hoping for a moment's respite.

"This is my bunk," he asserts firmly, his agitation evident, but as you remain silent, his annoyance shifts to confusion.

"Are you... alright?" he inquires, concern creeping into his voice.

You shake your head softly, and you hear him sigh, but he doesn't press you further. Nor does he demand that you leave.

As sleep begins to claim you, Crosshair remains awake for a while, his thoughts swirling. In his mind, he tells himself that this is a one-time occurrence.

Yet, if you're upset and in need of somewhere to rest for a while, he doesn't mind if you sleep next to him again. After all, it turns out to be the best sleep he's had in a while too.

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#the bad batch HCs #the bad batch x reader #bad batch x reader #echo x reader #tech x reader #Hunter x reader #Wrecker x reader #crosshair x reader #the bad batch #tbb #nahoney22 writes

[nobie]

FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL FOX FACE REVEAL

#I’ve read a lot of cute Fox fics and such amazing hcs of what Fox looks like and at this point #I’m begging to see him this in tbb s3 especially since Wolffe is coming this season #god if Wolffe Cody and Fox are in this season that’s it I’m done 😩 #commander fox #star wars #tcw #the bad batch #nobie does stuff

[wrenkenstein]

An AU I’ve been developing where Tech re-inserts his chip to study it, and bad things ensue - because when do nice things ever happen to our faves? You’re crazy if you think I’ll ever draw him having a good time

Another oldie, but hey, might as well upload them while im here

#tech tbb #tech the bad batch #tech whump #star wars #the clones #star wars angst #tech aint having fun #but he'd totally do this to himself #i hc that his chip activates on a mission and he just freezes and then this happens #the bad batch #the bad batch angst