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There’s one sense in which the bad batch had a little more control over their lives than clones sometimes had. They didn’t have a jedi general, they had their own ship, they were allowed special accommodations like their barracks and their armor, and they were given an enormous amount of leeway in how they fulfilled their missions.
In another sense, though, there’s a way in which they had a lot less. And just to be clear, I’m not trying to make an argument about who had it worse. None of the clones has ever had much agency in their lives. None of them were ever afforded the decency of being considered people. None of them really had the option to do anything but be soldiers conditioned to fight and die for a cause they didn’t choose, not without putting other clones in danger (like Slick) or risking court martial (like Cut). Things are bad for all of them. Mostly I’m looking at how the bad batch’s perception of their own experience could change depending on the angle at which they’re looking at it.
Because yes, they were given more leeway in certain ways, but in that other way? Not only were they not given the choice as to whether or not to be soldiers, they were not given the choice as to what kind of soldiers they wanted to be.
Wrecker, for example, is incredibly smart. Not just in the sense that he’s emotionally intelligent, but he’s also a skilled mechanic, weapons specialist, and demolitions expert. This is a guy who built a handheld laser canon out of scraps while getting shot at, and it took him, what—fifteen seconds? But due to the accident of the way he popped out and the way the Kaminoans took advantage of that, because he’s just so much bigger and stronger than everyone else, he was never given the option to be anything but the designated muscle. I think the weapons and demolitions stuff is something he picked up over time because he likes it, but he didn’t have the option to be the team’s technician the way that Tech is. And Tech—Tech is the second strongest guy on the team. He’s strong, extremely athletic, and he’s got a wild pain tolerance. But because of the accident of how he came out, he was never given the option of becoming the hand-to-hand specialist Hunter is, and certainly not the tank that Wrecker is. (I’m still forming my thoughts on Hunter and Echo, but there’s no way anyone else on the team besides the guy with magnified senses would be allowed to be the team tracker, and Echo’s situation is a little different. And before joining the batch and leaving Kamino, Omega never had any agency in her life at all.)
And then Crosshair. This is something we don’t talk about in the fandom all that much, but Crosshair’s a genius. He’s as stone cold brilliant as anyone else on the team, if not more so, in his own way. The thing that makes him such a good sniper isn’t just that he’s got good eyes and steady hands, it’s also his ability to do the math and calculate angles and timing to an incredible level of precision. And, based on what we see in “Reunion,” “Return to Kamino,” and even “The Solitary Clone,” he’s got a good head for strategy and some decently solid, on the ground, battlefield leadership skills (even if he wasn’t technically in charge during that last one). He could make a decently good field commander. But, again, because of the way he popped out of the tube, he wasn’t given the option to be the analyst guy or the leader, he was the sniper. And that’s it.
Every one of them has the capacity to be good at other things. Every one of them is good at other things. But at the start they roll out like your prototypical late 80’s/early 90’s action cartoon hero team because those are the roles they were forced into since getting decanted. But when they look at their experience as part of the GAR, I think they probably look at the other part of that experience where they were given some leeway that other clones didn’t always have, and it makes it difficult for them to see how completely controlled their lives have always been.
#the bad batch#Hunter bad batch#wrecker bad batch#tech bad batch#crosshair bad batch#echo bad batch#if you squint#I’m still formulating my thoughts on how this worked for him#because on the one hand he chose to join the batch#but on the other hand the need to make that choice was forced on him by the techno union
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Christmas Cookies 🎄
This is a 18+ minors don’t interact and have your age in your bio. NOTHING BUT PURE SMUT. (Oral.M Receiving, spanking, spitting, cum everywhere) 2000 something words. AFAB reader
Sometimes you wonder why you chose this life. Your parents were gone, leaving behind you and two siblings. Not like they had a choice; they died in the omnic crisis. So you had to make a decision: die with your brothers going into the system, or live and protect them. So you made yourself useful until somebody picked you up.
Being a healer in Talon wasn’t so bad. You weren’t cut out for violence or war, and you were terribly shy. But you had to do what you needed to take care of your siblings. Plus, Doomfist and Moria were impressed with your progress in healing the troops, so you were moving up with the pay grade. You stayed in the background, stayed out of the way, and kept everyone alive, so your job was easy.
Well, your job would be easy if a certain tank didn’t take a liking to you. According to him, he had a soft spot for medics, especially sweet ones like you.Ever since you joined, Mauga has done everything in his power to get you to open up to him. Always asked Doom to bring you out in the field with him. He trusted you to keep him alive for some reason. He’d flirt with you, pick you up, drag you off with him, and even bring you dinner when you patched him up.
Sometimes you felt like he’d get hurt on purpose just to see you. He’s so huge that bullets don't affect him, so seeing him hurt made you a little skeptical. But with all the time and effort he put into you, sometimes they really would send you out on the field with him. He made you stay well hidden, or he carried you on his shoulder. Late missions had become late nights with you patching him up, listening to his crazy ideas, and telling you about his home.
You both had gotten close, but you think your shyness to speak up let it get out of hand. After a while, you grew to have feelings for him, and Mauga could tell; he was even a little smug about it. Mauga was touchy—really touchy—and overprotective; you didn’t realize what you got yourself into. To the point where other Talon soldiers would avoid you because, apparently, it was an unspoken rule that you were off limits.
And you were fine with that because people left you to your own devices. The problem was that you weren’t used to his overly sultry nature. Even after the large man had taken your virginity, (another story for another time.) You both went from being friends to him claiming you and doing whatever he pleased (with consent, of course). He never said if you both were a couple, so you didn’t want to put too much of your feelings into it.
But he made it very difficult, always being very kind to you or following you around. You decided it was best to avoid him until your feelings calmed down. You didn’t want to get so invested in him only for him not to feel the same. Your heart couldn’t take that kind of pain in your life again. So you did your best, and it paid off; you avoided him for a week. But Mauga got sick and tired of that real soon.
So here you were trying to avoid him on Christmas, thinking he wouldn’t be at work. You spent the day with your brothers so you could come in tonight. You were in the kitchen baking deserts for the team. You didn’t mind; you loved baking, plus you got paid extra for coming in today. You even put on a cute Santa dress and thigh-high socks. You already made a cake, gingerbread, pies, and even fruit muffins. The last thing left was the second batch of sugar cookies. You placed them in the oven and set a timer.
While you opened the oven, ready to put them in. You felt something hard press against your ass. The next thing you know, you’re lifted into the air. “EEK!"
You try to grab onto something, but you are set on the counter. And loa and behold, Mauga is standing right in front of you while in between your legs, smirking at you.
"M-Mauga, what the heck! I was baking.” He ignores you and starts to rub your cheek with his thumb.
“You make something for me, sugar?”
“U-um……. You can have a muffin if you want.”
He chuckles, "Nah, I think I want something else. I think you owe me a pie, sweetheart."
You quickly move to hand him a pie. "Here, take one!”
He looks at the pie, then back to you. He takes it out of your hand and sets it back down. He pushes you on your back against the cold counter. “Your funny; how bout a cream pie?"
“I can make you o-mmmh." Mauga cuts you off by shoving his tongue down your throat. He pushes your body down on the counter. He grabs at your thighs, squeezing them.
“Pretty thigh highs,” he says, running his finger along the socks. “It’s like you made yourself into a present for me.”
He starts to bite and nibble on your neck while putting his hand up your dress. His tongue licks up the side of your neck until he nibbles on your ear, and you shiver. You hated to admit it, but you missed his touch. His hands grip your ass, holding your lower half up. He scoffs and starts to rub at your covered folds.
“Lace panties, huh... I'm starting to think you really did dress up for me.”
You try to look away; it was an embarrassing position for you. And even if you told him you didn’t do it for him, he wouldn’t believe you anyway. He grips your chin,forcing you to look at him. “You miss me? Cuz it seems like you’ve been avoiding me lately.” You push him back a little.
"Mauga, you know I have siblings to take care of. I've been busy."
He looks down at you, frowning. He’s a firm believer that if there are 24 hours in a day, some of them better be for him. He slams you back on the counter, kissing your forehead. “If you’re going to make excuses, I won’t go easy on you.”
He moves back to push up your dress, rips your panties off, and leans down. “Spread those fucking legs; show me that pussy.”
You spread your legs, and he spat on your pussy, making you gasp. He slides his tongue over your cunt and starts to finger you slowly. "Mauga, we can't; we’re in the kitchen.”
Mauga hums in agreement, his tongue diving deep into your wet folds. He licks and flicks your sensitive spots, making you squirm with pleasure. Before you could grab his hair, he moved away, making you whine. Mauga chuckles and pulls you closer, his hard cock rubbing against your ass. “Thought we couldn’t do it in the kitchen?" He grabs a handful of your ass cheek and squeezes it roughly, causing a pleasurable pain to shoot through your body.
“Wanna watch your ass jiggle while I fuck you.” He throws you over, putting you on your stomach. "M-Mauga, wait, maybe we should wait till I’m done cooking.”
He paused for a moment, looking down at you. “You may not think I know what’s going on in that head of yours, but you’ve been acting insecure and putting up walls, then you started avoiding me, so im gonna show ya you can’t leave me your mine and I’m yours got it.”
You start to tremble and turn around to look at him. “I’m…. I’m yours?” He doesn’t answer; he’s still holding your body up. You realize all you can do is hold on and take what he gives you. Mauga teases you for a moment, rubbing his tip at your entrance. He starts to slowly push his cock inside you, filling you up with each inch. He slowly thrusts in and out, causing you to moan in pleasure. On instinct, you arch your back for him. “That's it, baby. That’s my good girl."
He reaches around, grasping your breast and squeezing it hard as he continues to fuck you. Mauga growls while his cock is pounding against your wet pussy. He grinds his hips forward, pushing deeper into you. You feel him playing with your nipples, pulling them roughly, and you cry out in pleasure. He pulls back slightly, then slams his hips forward again, burying himself to the hilt inside you. You scream his name as he starts to fuck you harder and faster.
Mauga smacks your ass, rubbing the cheek softly to ease the sting. "I think you deserve a punishment for dodging me; how bout I spank that cute ass, hm? Redden you up a bit.”
“Maug-ga! I’m close! Please!”
He smacks your ass harder this time. Pushing your body into the counter as his hips smack your thighs. Your body is being pushed back and forth in the air while all you can do is weakly grab at the counter. Your eyes roll in the back of your head, getting thrown around like a rag doll while Mauga bottomed out in you was bliss. You couldn’t help but moan out his name like a mantra, losing your breath with every thrust. He grips your hips, fucking you faster as he feels his balls tighten. “Want me to cum in this pussy or on that pretty face?"
“D-d….dont know Ahhhhh~”
You can barely answer him when he’s plunging his cock into you nonstop. His cock slick with your juices, making nasty squelching noises. He fucked you deeper while he whispered the dirtiest thoughts in your ear. His cock is stretching you past your limits. You make a weak attempt to crawl away, pulling yourself onto the counter.
Mauga grabs your hips, slamming you back on his cock. “Don’t you fucking run from me; take this dick.”
Mauga groans and thrusts a few more times. One more powerful stroke is all it took. Mauga started filling your pussy with his hot seed. He thrusts deep, feeling his cock twitch as he unleashes his load inside you. You can feel his cum seeping into your walls, filling you up with his essence. He keeps fucking into you while you cum on his cock, covering him in your juices.
You sigh and start to relax on the counter, catching your breath.
"You're not done, sweetheart."
You start to protest when he picks you up and puts you on the floor. He grabs you by the back of your hair, pushing his cock to your lips.
“Open wide, baby."
You open your mouth, and Mauga shoves his fat cock down your throat. You gag, tears coming to your eyes as you steady yourself, putting your hands on his thighs. Mauga growls, pushing his hips forward, his cock forcing its way into your mouth. "Fuck yes." He groans, his hands gripping your hair tightly as he thrusts in and out of your mouth. His cock is hitting the back of your throat.
You swallow his dick down to the base and begin to play with his heavy balls. Your sloppy noises echo through the kitchen.
Mauga's hips jerk violently as he feels your warm, wet mouth on his cock, his hands gripping your head tighter. "Fuck yeah, suck it, baby." He groans, his hips pounding into your mouth as he fucks your face with long, hard strokes.
Mauga's moans turn into grunts as his hips start bucking wildly as he loses control. "Mmmmh shit! Almost there..." He grips your head tightly, his cock jerking erratically in your mouth as he approaches his climax.
Mauga's entire body tenses up as he feels his climax come again, his hot cum filling your mouth and his hips jerking violently. "Fuuuuuck!" he moans lewdly, his cock pulsing with each spurt of cum, filling your mouth to the brim.
He pulls out of your mouth, spraying the rest of his cum on your face, his cock still hard and throbbing, cum dripping from the tip onto your tits. "Swallow it all, sweetie." He commands, his voice rough with authority.
You swallow all of his cum, sticking your tongue out to show him you finished.
Mauga chuckles, thinking you look gorgeous with your face covered in his cum. “Frosted like your cookies."
Just then, your timer dings.
“Cookies done, babe, go on and take ‘em out. You can frost 'em after I’m finished fucking you again."
#mauga#overwatch#overwatch 2#overwatch mauga#mauga x reader#ow mauga#mauga overwatch#overwatch x reader#maugaloa malosi
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"Don't make the same mistake twice."
Because I am fully in camp 'Clone Operative dude is someone devastating under that helmet' do not clown us all on this writers and a spiteful at condescending assholes on Reddit hopeful part of me just really wants it to somehow be (saveable) Tech so we can have a reunited-for-one-last-fight-full-Batch-back-together finale-
The narrative argument for somehow-Tech-returned:
(also see: my (much shorter) narrative contemplation for Cody)
I have a sneaking suspicion that our character development focus is going to shift from Crosshair to Hunter for the back half of the season. Crosshair feels a bit... done? He chose Omega over the easy out on Lau, he's owned up to making mistakes, embraced his place among the squad again ("much worse" than Hunter - lol), he's had his faceoff/heart-to-heart/mutual saving each other rapid progression with Howzer - yeah I imagine there are still things we're going to learn about what he went through/possible ramifications therein, but as far as accepting who he is/his place/etc I think we're winding down on his focus.
Bringing our attention to the end of ep 7 and Rex & Hunter's convo about walking away, and his convo at the end of s2 with Echo about an unwinnable fight and so on. He just wants to protect his squad but the walls are closing in, and Omega won't be content just running and hiding.
And this brings me to the end of season 1 and Crosshair's rather lacking motivational speech about why they should join the Empire finally - they're meant for more than wandering aimlessly as fugitives, etc, and he tells Hunter - "Don't make the same mistake twice."
Now in s3e5, in what felt like the galaxy's most unfinished conversation ever, Hunter tells Crosshair he has "regrets" - but what exactly are they?
Fleeing Kamino in Aftermath, presumably not.
But the number of times in season 1 when he's given the opening to revisit the whole "leaving our own behind" thing and just - doesn't? Everyone else starts in on the "wait maybe the whole thing was the chip?' convo in ep 3 and he shuts it down to focus on the crisis at hand. He later says he's mad at himself for leaving Crosshair behind, and Omega says they'll find a way to get him back and he nods but - I don't think the notion is ever revisited?
Rex emphasizes how the chips are impossible to resist.
They *see* what it does to Wrecker.
Howzer refuses to flee Ryloth with them because he won't abandon his squad - knows they're good men, hopes he can convince them that they're not doing the right thing. We get a brief contemplative look at that, and the look back at Crosshair after they flee but.
After Kamino and after Bracca, sure, maybe the risk of even trying to get to him would seem too high - but we never even get a conversation about it, about finding a way to recover Crosshair and get the chip out now that they know how to do it.
He's also the most skeptical one about the Plan 88 message even after a presumably decent chunk of time has passed, after he knows the chip is gone, after Crosshair saved Omega on Kamino.
So - thesis, please - my narrative argument for wintersoldier'ified-Tech isn't about very mean visual teases callbacks, and it's not about undoing Tech's sacrifice or carving out room for a Tech redemption arc (because we wouldn't need it) (seriously this one baffles me, what?) -
It's about Hunter getting the chance to not make the same (actual) mistake twice, writing off one of his squad as a lost cause and leaving them behind.
(I'm also still really hung up on meeting Phee on the line "Better late than dead" but that's a different conversation)
Thank you for coming to my Tech talk.
#help we're entering 'poe left unattended with tbb' territory that's traditionally been reserved for andor#the bad batch#tbb#the bad batch spoilers#tbb spoilers#bad batch#bad batch spoilers#look I can't fathom how dude could have survived there was literally a whole cable car falling on top of him#but like#this fucking show lol#this is the part where someone is going to point out a very obvious conversation I've forgotten about that discounts everything I just said#but until then#lol
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"Infiltration" and "Extraction" Review
Those two episodes were genuinely some of the most terrifying we've seen in the Star Wars. It burned the safety net for me because no one outside Rex, Gregor, and Wolffe are safe. They could start dropping the Batch like flies at any point honestly. Unlike Clone Wars, the Batch don't have plot armor so the show can end their tale by killing them all off. And unlike Rebels, there is no family-friendly rating so yes, this show can be as dark as it wants if it chooses the Rogue One option. We don't know if the Batch will make it. It honestly gave me Game of Thrones vibes (like early GoT when it was good).
Before we get into spoilers, both episodes did great job capturing the danger that everyone was in. The atmosphere was tense and the music did a great job enhancing that. This is why I say the safety net is gone. Our heroes are being closed in from all sides and it's anyone's game now.
Alright, spoiler time
The clone assassins are legitimately terrifying. They were clones that willingly chose the Empire and were subjected to who knows what in order to become what they are now. Worse, Hemlock tried to do it to Crosshair. It's so evident that Crosshair's trauma didn't end on Barton IV, the clone assassin program did something to him. The way he is so scared of the clone assassin when he sees him just hit my feels. I hope he lets his family in whenever he's ready to talk. He's hurting still and he needs all the support he can get. Also, let's add almost drowning again and more brainwashing to Crosshair's list of bad things because he really is the show's punching bag.
Also, Crossdad nation supremacy. I loved his banter with Omega and him constantly looking out for her. He's so naturally protective I can't. This man loves her so so much. It's also so cute when Omega was copying him with the toothpicks. First, she copied Hunter, then she copied Phee, now she copies Crosshair. Can our little ray of sunshine get any cuter?
The interactions with Howzer were also really great. It makes sense why he doesn't trust Cross because he did get hurt at Cross' hands. However, seeing Crosshair interact with Omega changes his perspective. The two begin to understand each other and even have a small conversation about loyalty. I'm glad that Crosshair was willing to open up to Howzer. He's a changed man and he is healing. Crosshair later pushes Howzer out of the way to protect him. It all came full circle at the end when Howzer saved Crosshair from being murdered by Clone X.
Cross aside, the stuff with Rex with phenomenal. It's so cool to see him working with Riyo and even Avi Singh as they try to pass info along. Riyo talking about systems coming together foreshadows the rebellion that starts to bloom over the next several years. Even though the year is 18 BBY, the seeds of rebellion have already been planted; now, they need time to grow. Rex's cause is genuinely so tragic because you know it's only going to come crashing down on him. I think that the end of show will feature the end of the clone rebellion in that it will be destroyed. Rex will be forced to go into hiding like we see in Rebels. Those who survive will do the same (but since we only see Gregor and Wolffe, the chances are limited). Speaking of Wolffe, omg my boy is back! I had a feeling he's with the Empire, but seeing him in his full wolf pack armor and his choice to spare Rex gives me hope. He's not fully gone. The chip is loosing its power over him. Sooner or later, Wolffe will join Rex and his fight against the Empire.
The episode title "Infiltration" was also really clever because it wasn't about the Batch at all, it was about the clone assassin. In any other season, or another show, these two episodes might've been about the heroes infiltrating and extracting some important information or person/object. But no, it's about Clone X infiltrating the heroes and then Echo extracting the heroes before it's too late. That's such a chilling idea. Now, we know the heroes are mostly safe, but it doesn't make it any less tense. The way Clone X slips in so quietly is creepy. We aren't ready to hear about what they did to those clones on Tantiss because if it produces results this efficient, then yikes. I do have a theory on Clone X, but I'll save that for later.
And I think Echo is 100% gonna die. It's so sweet he gave Omega the upgraded bow, but my man is gonna bite it soon.
Overall, these episodes were tense, dark, and truly sinister. The Batch can never truly hide anymore, not even on Pabu. The clone assassins will not stop until Omega is captured and the Batch is presumably dead. Whatever safety and peace Hunter thought they could have is now gone. Whatever happens next, the Batch are truly in for the fight of their lives.
#star wars#the bad batch#tbb crosshair#tbb hunter#tbb omega#tbb wrecker#tbb echo#tbb tech#captain rex#tbb howzer#clone trooper wolffe#clone assassin#we're officially in the endgame now guys#get ready for more feels
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Whump: The Musical Day 7: The Last Five Years (I will not lose because you can not win.")
Fandom: The Batch Batch
Warning: Cannon typical violence
Summary: When Hemlock invades Pabu, the batch has to fight for their lives as well as the lives of the citizens of the peaceful Island.
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Today was supposed to be an ordinary day. When Hunter had woken up, he was dragged down to the beach by Omega and Deke. They wanted to show him that they had learned how to surf. Even if he wouldn't admit it, Hunter was proud of the clones for learning how to be children.
Wrecker had forced Crosshair down to the beach as well. The warm sand and pleasant smell should help him to relax the man thought. So the three brothers sat on a red towel and started to talk. It wasn't much, but it was somewhere to start.
Mox and Stak joined them shortly and started to work on a sand castle. Some clouds covered the sunny sky. But when Hunter looked up, they weren't clouds. Imperial vessels blocked the sun.
This couldn't be happening. Pabu was supposed to be safe. It wasn't meant for invasions. So many of the people spent too long running just to have to up their whole lives again. Hunter looked back down.
Looking at Crosshair, he spoke. "Get Omega and the boys to the ship. Be ready to leave. Call Echo and tell him we need help, immediately."
In truth, Hunter knew why he chose Crosshair. With his hand, even if he hadn't told them yet, he knew that he'd be the one whose help they need the least. Now if he could still hit any mark, that could have been a different story.
But there was more to that. Wrecker had a history with Pabu. He would protect it fiercely. The island was his home, the people were his family.
As Deke rode a wave in, Hunter stood. The father ran out to two of his youngest that were in the water. "Go over to Crosshair" he told them. They nodded before Hunter went to Mox and Stak and pulled them up from the sand.
"What's going on?" Mox asked. Nervousness was written all over his face.
"The empire-"
"We could tell" Stak interrupted.
"Go with your siblings." It was the first time he had outright called their siblings to their faces. If it had been any other time, Hunter would have said more. For now, it would have to wait."
As Hunter walked the other two over with the rest of the group, Omega started to talk. "We can help!"
"I know, but it's you they want and the boys haven't finished their training. It's safer this way."
"And someone needs to watch Cross." Wrecker tried to add some humor to the situation.
Phee joined them on the beach, knowing that it was Clone Force 99 who had unfortunately brought the Empire to Pabu. Hunter walked over to her before she met the rest of the group. "Make sure Omega gets out of here. They want her and we wouldn't let her get taken again."
"Okay." She looked past the Sargent, "come on kids, let's get you to safety!"
Sighing, Crosshair grabbed Omega and picked her up. "Come on."
"Put me down!" Omega fought Crosshair all the way up the beach.
"Now what?" Wrecker asked.
"We fight."
At the Mauradur, Crosshair was quick to make the decision to leave. Batcher awoke from her nap and laid with Omega to help keep her calm. The boys mostly sat with her or talked to Crosshair as they left the atmosphere and headed to Coruscant to meet with Echo.
As the days passed, the battle of Pabu seemed to be more and more helpless. Civilians were dying, some who had fought and some who had not.
When the bad batch had settled on Pabu, they taught Shep how to shoot. The mayor had agreed to ease their minds, never thinking he would need to use this new skill. Unfortunately it was only a matter of time. Lyana stayed near her father when she could. Mostly she was hidden with other children.
When the invasion began, Hunter had suddenly become a Sargent again. It had been a long time since he played that role. Civilians who had fought in wars, civil or intergalactical, had taken up their old military rank. It was strange.
The invasion had lasted days. Hemlock wouldn't give up until he found Omega, unaware she had been taken off world. Pabu was being torn apart, lives crumbled to the ground and while some knew why the empire had attacked, most didn't. For the people who did, they couldn't and wouldn't be mad at Clone Force 99 for trying to live peaceful lives and for trying to protect their daughter and little girl.
It had been four days into the fighting when Hemlock showed his face. When Hunter met Hemlock for the second time, injured and tired, he knew meeting the scientist twice was three times too many.
"Hello CT-9901, or should I say Hunter?" Hemlock spoke.
Startled and out of breath, Hunter didn't answer. It had been so long since he heard his CT number, he had almost forgotten it. Still, he knew the malice behind it.
"This can all end, just give me the girl."
"Never." Hunter moved behind a counter. He sank to the floor for a moment.
"I figured as much. I truly am impressed that you are capable of forming such a bond with her. A parental role appears to come so easily to you."
The words made Hunter's skin crawl. Why would he be unable to form a bond with her? Omega was his daughter, nothing could change that. Was it because he was a clone? Was that why he was deemed unable to love a child, to have children he felt were his own?
"The safest option for your men and the civilians of this island, is to stop the fighting. You cannot win this battle, Sargent."
"I will not lose because you can not win."
Silents filled the room. They stood in a ruined kitchen. The checkered floors were stained with blood and glass. The cabinets had been torn open by both the empire and the citizens of Pabu. They needed food and they needed wood. The empire hadn't taken their time to bring out flame throwers to scorch the island and its people.
"You, won't win this." Hunter reinforced the idea. "You can't. I won't let you. " Pulling his knife from its sheath, he tried to find a clear shot at Hemlock.
The scientist couldn't win. In the end, he would round up every single citizen and kill them off. With Wrecker taking part in the fight, he needed his to be okay. With everything Tech had sacrificed to save them, they couldn't die here. Crosshair and his kids would be alone. It hurt knowing that Omega would blame herself for the slaughter of the people of Pabu. Echo would wish he arrived earlier and would blame himself for not being there to save them.
They needed saving. They couldn't do it alone. The Sargent only had one shot at killing Hemlock. Blood pooled under Hunter from his injuries. With broken ribs, multiple deep lacerations on his legs as well as his arms and one close to his neck, a few broken toes, and a large amount of bruising, the man was unsure how he had stayed alive this long. He could feel blood on the side of his face but he wasn't sure if it came from his left ear (since he couldn't hear from it) or from his head.
The vibro-knife shook in his hand. It almost felt foreign. Standing slowly, yet staying out of view, Hunter grabbed a piece of glass from behind the mahogany counter. Looking at it for a moment, he sighed. They couldn't afford to lose. Not anymore. Losing meant dying and for the first time in so long, Hunter had something to live for. His brothers and children and family he had made on Padu and his pets (Gonky included) all meant the world to him. No one else needed to die.
However, If he had to give all of that up to save them, to win the battle of Pabu, the battle for his family, he would.
Throwing the glass, Hunter hoped that it would distract Hemlock and his guards. When it did, the man stood fully and threw his knife. As soon as he saw it plunge deep into his skull, he felt a weight be lifted off of his chest. The weight was replaced with a bullet.
The tile cracked when he fell. There wasn't much Hunter could think about. The sound of ships overhead relieved Hunter. It had to be Echo. If not, the empire would take the island in a matter of hours.
Hunter's entire body hurt. The warm feeling of blood tangled with his hair. The glass had cut any exposed skin. The guards grabbed Hemlock's body and went to leave. Hunter listened to the footsteps as they faded. His mind was so foggy that evening and nothing made his sense. But Hemlock was dead. If that was Echo, which it had to be, Pabu would rebuild. The coppery smell of blood filled Hunter's nose.
Dying, Hunter tried to reach for his comm. Hitting it, the world started to fade. His hand rested on the communication device long enough for Echo to notice the soft noise of fire and gunshots that played over his headset. Then his hand slipped off the button and the comm channel went silent.
The man had never expected to wake up again. But when he saw a white roof, he knew something was different. Everything hurt too damn much for him to be dead. There was a steady, high pitched beeping that hurt his ears; or at least the one he could still hear out of.
Had they won? Was everyone safe? Where was his family, his kids?
"Hunter!" Omega yelled, answering one of his questions. "He's awake" she shook Echo awake.
"Hunter?" Echo grounded as he sat up. Then he pinched himself.
"You actually woke up." Crosshair stood up. "It's been a week."
"Leave him alone. He needed his beauty rest" Wrecker joked. The boys and Batcher sat in the corner of the room, still half asleep.
"Is everyone, okay?" Hunter finally said, struggling to speak.
"We're okay."
"Pa-Pabu."
"In shambles. We were about to leave to help with the rebuilding and attend a few funerals. We'll send you regards. They people were rooting for you." Echo told him.
"We're lucky you came in when you did. You saved us." Nudging Echo, Wrecker walked over to wake up the boys.
"Where-"
"Alderaan. Rex has some allies here. We couldn't help you on our own, the damage done to you, it was too extensive." Walking beside Hunter, Echo stood next to him.
"Dad!" Deke yelled, excited. He ran over to him and just about toppled Echo.
"You're actually alive" Stak added.
"Hey." Mox was the last to stand as he was trying to not disturb Batcher.
Hemlock's words about his parental instincts ran through Hunter's head. However, that didn't matter. He was their father. Just because he was a clone didn't mean he didn't form bonds with people he cared dearly for.
"We can stay for a little but Hunter needs to rest, we need to get back to Pabu." Walking to the door, Echo went to tell the nurses that Hunter had woken up.
Omega clung to Hunter's arm, determined to never let go. Crosshair and Wrecker sat at the end of the bed. Wrecker looked rough but that was to be expected.
"Tell me everything later" the Sargent whispered.
"We will." After a few hours, Echo decided it was time to go. Omega and Batcher stayed with Hunter while the rest left for Pabu. Knowing that Hemlock couldn't hurt her, made breathing just a little bit easier. So did knowing that most everyone he cared about was safe; though by now someone would have told him if Phee, Shep, or Lyana had died.
Everything would be okay. It had to be. Now that Hemlock was out of the way, maybe the batch could live a peaceful life. Even if Hunter knew they would end up in the fight, it was a nice thought. But the clone knew his place was fighting for peace. After all, if he wanted Omega and his boys to be safe, he needed to make a safer galaxy. And that was okay with him. If he needed to fight he would. For his children.
@whumpthemusical
#Whump: The Musical#I will not lose because you can not win#whump#star wars#star wars whump#star wars the bad batch#the bad batch#hunter the bad batch#Pabu#pabu tbb#hunter tbb#ct-9901#dr hemlock#royce hemlock#the empire#the invasion of Pabu#wrecker tbb#wrecker the bad batch#hunter and omega#Stak#lyana hazard#shep hazard#tbb deke#clone cadet deke#Stak tbb#clone cadet mox#Mox#cannon typical violence#tbb hunter#hunter whump
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okay no but i want an echo and ahsoka reunion so badly. it’s been years of war and tragedy since they’ve last seen each other but it would be a reminder - to both of them - that rex is not the only surviving friend they have from the old days in the 501st. just look at it from echo’s perspective. the 501st had completely changed by the time he came back from skako minor. they’d lived through so many hellish missions without him. umbara, kiros, ringo vinda, fives. he never put the handprint back on his armour after the citadel. do you ever think about that? how he survived against all odds to come back to the news that the only surviving batchmate who was there to witness the habit that earned him his name, was dead.
When Rex put that handprint on his armour on the Rishi moon, it’s when he told Echo he was a shiny. He kept it there, painting it on, as a reminder of the mission that made him a soldier - a reminder that he wasn’t a shiny anymore, a reminder of Cutup, Hevy and Droidbait, his fallen batchmates. After the citadel, after fives, when he gets his new armour, he hovers his hand over the chest plate and he just can’t do it. Everything is gone. He’s not that man anymore. SO many of his brothers are dead, and when he joins the bad batch, leaving Rex, there’s no one around to notice the handprint is missing, not really, So he leaves it off, he lets that part of him die with his fallen brothers.
I can imagine Ahsoka, particularly in her younger years, would entertain herself on long hyperspace flights or camp-outs by asking the clones why they chose their name. She wasn’t there, she isn’t one of the people who picked it out. By the time Echo was assigned to the 501st, he’d dropped the habit. But he told her about it, because she was small and scared and bored and kind and a friend. As a young padawan, Ahsoka relied on her men to help her navigate the parts of war her jedi training left her unprepared to face, and after he told her the story, she’d always get Echo to repeat the next stage of orders to her to keep her mind focused on the mission.
When they reunite after order 66, it’s almost hard for him to tell whether she’s just playing dumb to keep her cover intact or if she genuinely doesn’t remember him. He hasn’t seen her since the citadel, after all, and...he does look pretty different. He’s not sure if she recognises him. She does, of course. When she inevitably reveals her jedi nature to the rest of the crew, and they dive head-first into some crusade against the empire together, it feels just like old times. They both thought they’d lost this, but it’s still here, surviving. She asks him to repeat the orders to her, keep track of the stages of the plan just like he used to. He confesses he almost thought she didn’t recognise him, and she’s practically offended at the thought. But she senses the insecurity, the grief, the loss, behind it. She jokes around with him, to ease the burden. They’re both knee-deep in some foul-smelling staining spillage leaking out from the ruined hardware around them. So she smiles and says well, how could you expect anyone to recognise you, and she dips her hand in the sludge and puts it to his chest...without the handprint. And he can’t help but laugh.
Because there is someone left to remember the handprint is missing. There is someone who recognises him, other than Rex, someone who knows why he chose his name. Most importantly, someone who survived because of Fives’ sacrifice.
And it’s not a reminder of loss anymore. It’s a statement that he’s known. That he is remembered. Whatever else he lost after the Citadel, however different he may be, physically, spiritually, emotionally, there is an imprint of everything that survived, still there, carried on his chest, in his heart. An imprint of everything that survived, of everyone who carried the fight this far, a promise of those who keep up the fight.
A reminder that he is known, that he is remembered - and that he, too, remembers.
#the bad batch#echo#arc trooper echo#ahsoka tano#captain rex#when they inevitably bring ahsoka onto the show to help omega manage her force sensitivity i don't wanna hear a PEEP about it#from the ahsoka haters okay#she's a soldier too this is her story too#imo they're setting omega up to be such a foil for ahsoka#ahsoka was never meant to be a soldier but that's all she became#omega was only ever meant to be a soldier but becomes something else#tbb is giving omega the childhood that ahsoka never had in tcw okay#PUT THE HANDPRINT BACK ON ECHO'S ARMOUR CHALLENGE 2023
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do you have any hcs about the dragon or royal aus you have for kagihira?
OH BOY?! IF I DO?!
Enjoy the reading.
Royal AU (Prince! Hirano x Knight! Kagiura)
It was his family's tradition that pushed Kagiura Akira toward the path of becoming a knight. His brother is a trainer for the new batch of knights in training, his father served as a general, and his grandparent was the personal knight of the late king. Thankfully, Kagiura embraced being a knight and enjoyed the training at a young age.
Hirano takes a lot of pride in being a prince, he wants to do his best the moment he steps as a king and supports his country and people to grow.
It took years for Kagi to realize he is in love with Hirano. Once he noticed his own feelings, he realized that maybe he loved him since the moment he saw his smile.
Kagi's family owns a farm, but his little sisters make the best paper in town. He "gifts" that paper to Niibashi—the royal artist— in exchange for an art piece of the prince, most of the time they are sketches, but if Niibashi feels in a good mood he will make a full tiny paint for him.
Kagi doesn't know how to read or write so Hirano reads him his favorite books because Kagi begs him to, knowing the prince loves the idea of sharing his passions with someone. After a while, Kagi starts learning how to read by memorizing some words, and after his prince compliments him he asks him to teach him to read more—only because he wants more compliments from his prince—.
Kagi was the strongest from his batch when he joined and became popular, so popular that older knights started sparring with him. The curious prince always watches Kagiura's amazing sparring sessions from his studio, even before they were friends.
Kagi becomes obsessed with his prince's cologne, after a particularly long mission he had. The prince sent letters scented with his cologne.
Kagi started sending scented letters and his prince asked him to stop on the next letter—he realized himself since Kagiura never told him about him scenting the letters—, telling him how he liked the smell of his old letters. The knight thought the prince disliked the cologne... but the prince likes the knight's smell as well.
Niibashi teaches Kagi how to dance so he can impress the prince during a ball... only for Kagi to be a naturally good dancer.
When Hirano goes to the palace library often, since the library is open to anyone he met the local baker Sasaki... he caught him reading gay porn and was surprised when he didn't even try to deny it. Later on, he admitted he was reading it because he caught the cute librarian reading it, Hirano asked where those books were so he could tell his knight to avoid that section(since the knight usually chose books with pretty covers so they could practice).
After meeting the Prince, Kagiura's sole mission became to be strong enough to stay next to the prince's side for the rest of his life. Admitting it in front of the Prince after they were fighting about a line of a book.
Hirano: "But it's so sad! It doesn't make sense! why would he wish to die alone?! How can you get it?!"
Kagiura: "Dying alone IS sad my prince! What the sir is talking about is how he would prefer to die alone than not to be by the deathbed of his loved ones! that's what he means by 'I wish nothing more than for the seats of my funeral to be empty'!"
Hirano: "But then who would hold him on his deathbed?! Wouldn't you feel alone if you had no one's hand to hold?"
Kagiura: "Maybe, but I would be content. I want to promise my mother that I will live happily, thank my dad and brother for what they taught me; tell my older sister not to worry, that I will protect her daughter; tell my little sisters the things I never told them; I want to hold YOUR hand, and make you feel protected until your end!"
Hirano: "...I swear I will live longer than you..."
Kagiura: "...! ...I can't wait to see if that's true."
Dragon AU headcanon and ideas (Dragon! Hirano x King! Kagiura)
Hirano can make his body parts as dragon-like as he wants, the ears, scales, tail, and horns are a personal preference but he always has a long tongue, long nails, and long hair. Both his nails and hair can be trimmed but they grow incredibly fast and will go back to extreme length if he turns dragon and goes back to being human.
They met because Hirano was stealing from his treasure room as a tiny lizard... he thought he was being sneaky but Kagi was actually stopping all his servants from interrupting him because it was so cute
Niibashi: "But sir! Those are the people's money too!"
Kagiura: "We will up the taxes if needed"
Niibashi: "Sir!"
Kagiura: "Don't worry... I will only up the taxes for the rich."
Hirano chirps when he is happy.
Hirano can change sizes, he can be a tiny lizard that fits in Kagi's palm with little wings, or a big dragon. This doesn't affect how his body works.
Hirano has fire breath and it makes his body really warm, Kagi loves holding him during winter but is insufferable during summer... Hirano will cuddle him nonetheless.
Hirano will randomly go to Kagi and settle down on his lap all cat-like. This is amazing when he is a tiny dragon but Kagi would like Hirano to care about how humans don't randomly sit on other human's lap and cling like a Koala. He cares so little that he genuinely doesn't realize he is in human form sometimes so he also:
gets into the bath with Kagi
is naked in front of Kagi
Sleeps with Kagi
Is fed by Kagi
Licks Kagi to show affection
Bites him jokingly
Hirano calls Kagi "King" or "My King" because Kagi has become part of his treasures; while Kagi calls him "Majesty", "your Majesty" or his name (in private) because he would never dare to call a mighty dragon "his". Hirano also calls him that to make Kagi look more powerful in front of him people, he likes Kagi to be seen as "The king who owns a dragon" although Kagi very much dislikes people to think he "owns" Hirano—he likes that Hirano likes it tho—. More than once Hirano went into his dragon form because someone was being disrespectful, not really to threaten them but to show how powerful Kagi "supposedly" is. Because Kagi would ask him to stop and Hirano would, it makes him look like he tamed the dragon.
After Hirano started to act as the "King's pet" other royals wanted to buy his scales for jewelry, only for them to be banned from Kagi's kingdom.
If you make Hirano blush hard enough, actual steam will come out of his mouth.
If he sneezes, fire will come out his nose, this is cute by itself but is even cuter in his tiny lizard form.
Kagi teaches Hirano what "kisses" are. They were in Kagiura's studio and Hirano randomly sat on his lap, Kagiura was so tired he started caressing Hirano's back without realizing it, he noticed when Hirano started chirping softly, and in a moment of delusion, he went and kissed him on the shoulder... Hirano stood still for a second and then he rested his head on Kagi's shoulder and Kagi took it as a sign to keep giving him kisses, making Hirano chirp louder. Kagi stopped when his shoulder started to ache because it was getting burned by Hirano's sighs.
Hirano—as a "reptile"— has breeding seasons; he used to become territorial and aggressive of Kagiura's treasures and stayed in the treasure room. But after the kisses session they had he became clingy and kinda territorial; but instead of being territorial of the riches that Kagi has, he is territorial of Kagi himself not letting him leave the room. During the first week, Kagi did not move from his bed because Hirano didn't let him. The moment Kagi tried to leave Hirano turned into a whole ass dragon (slightly smaller to fit the room), grabbed him, threw him on the bed ("gently"), and turned into a little lizard to lay on his chest.
#hirano to kagiura#kagihira#knight!kagiura#prince!hirano#dragon!hirano#king!kagiura#royalty au#dragon au#my 2 favorite AUs#I love them to death.
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Those Who Fight Together - part 14
Summary: Undescribed Female Jedi nicknamed Reaper has a little fun before undertaking a personal mission to protect the batch from old enemies when things go a little hay wire.
Warning: Smut, NSFW, c*m drinking, emotional distress, mild breeding kink, brotherly Crosshair and soft Tech, threats of violence
Word count: 10k
Part 13 Part 15
Master list
Tech stared at the datapad stunned, he blinked several times opened his mouth and promptly closed it. He looked up to see Echo staring at him with curiosity and near blank expression on your face, he tapped his foot a couple times, "Leaving, I think it would be for the best," he chose to say, If I join she probably won't enjoy it because she'd think I'm forcing myself too yet if I join by his request and she's not ready then I would be making her uncomfortable. There is no winning.
"Are you sure?" You asked quietly.
"Yes, love making should be.. reserved for lovers," by the time the words left his mouth he realized how misconstrued that could be taken, "I am referencing how fondly you two were looking when I was interrupted and should resume prior to my arrival."
Echo tossed the box aside getting up and grabbed him shoving him towards the bed, "Sometimes you need to shut up."
Tech stumbled and crashed into the end of bed barely catching himself, "Excuse me?"
"You overthink everything," Echo said climbing back into the bed, "Just get in," he added flipping you on top of him resting your knees on either side of his lap, "You look so beautiful," he said watching you fidget on his chest, "Suddenly bashful," he said noticing the faint red on your cheeks letting his voice drop to a faint whisper, "The one thing I envy, being able to coat you." He looked up to see the backside of Tech walking out the room. "Stubborn," Echo grumpily shook his head.
You grabbed the box and attached it to him, "More for you," you whispered trying to distract him.
"Are you farking stupid?" Crosshair said once Tech outside the room.
"It is for the best," Tech said as he kept walking.
"For you or her?" He growled.
"Us." Either I mean her and I or all of us still up for debate.
"Sometimes I wonder how we're even twins," Crosshair growled stalking back to his bunk.
"As do I," Tech snipped.
Echo flipped you under him since Tech wasn't joining. He trailed kisses down the front of your throat letting his tongue trace the line between your breast and down your stomach before working his down between your legs. He enjoyed watching you squirm every time his mouth got close but never quite touching. You squirmed as he left deep remembrance of kisses on your inner thighs.
"You want to spend your turn teasing me?" You groan feeling his mouth hover right about you.
"I prefer the term foreplay," he smiled finally pressing him mouth to you spreading your lips with his fingers. His tongue circled you pushing your wetness up to lube your clit further for him before tightening his lips around you sucking firmly letting them slide back and forth tugging on you.
"Fark," you moaned, "You've been holding back on me," you whispered pushing yourself further involuntarily into his mouth, with an audible gasp as you felt something cold push into you, "Is that? ECHO." You felt it swirling inside you as it drummed in and out, "Echo FUCK."
Echo couldn't help the chuckle that hummed against your clit, She definitely likes that. It wasn't like using his fingers, it was a phantom sensation against his scomp. Would make an interesting conversation with a protocol droid my 'Human-Cyborg' relations, Echo chuckled. He started fucking your harder with his arm feeling you shake against his face. He continued to slurp you until you were screaming and gushing all over him. He removed himself quickly and slammed his cock into you not giving you time to ride out your high.
Your hand flew to the back of his head right under his cybernetics holding onto him for dear life. Every inch of you tingled, your nipples physically hurt and it felt like his lips had bruised you in the most indelicate way. Every thrust his hips gridded against yours causing him to continue to rub into your clit, smirking in between shaky breaths. You viciously stroked him, Two can play at this game. His stroked got wilder in rhythm but less hard as he started trembling. One hand dropped to his chest running down it feeling his rapid heart beat and every bone and muscle. You managed to pry your eyes open for a minute to his shut just letting himself feel every sensation. So handsome, you brought your hand to his face and he opened his eyes looking at you. His gold eyes fixated on you, the silent question if it was time. You nodded bringing your mouth to his as both of you gave in, Echo collapsing on top of you moving to bury his face in your neck trying to breath. You gently stroked his back trying to find your own breath.
"Worth- the- wait," he mumbled between breaths, listening to you exhale each breath relaxing it was the most peaceful thing in the galaxy to him. He pulled himself are to find of his legs covered in fluid and his scomp even sticky, "have to wash- this," he groaned.
Every inch of you ached and didn't want to move but you forced yourself up knowing it would be harder to clean it later once it dried, "Let's get you- cleaned up, corporal," you smiled.
"Thanks, General," he smiled feeling your arm wrap around his waist supporting him although with how bad your legs were tensed wondering if he needed to be supporting you instead. He continued to let you guide him to the refresher and watched you take a damp towel and a special parts cleaner he kept under the sink washing down his arm inspecting every inch and scrubbing it just to make sure, "You really don't mind," he breathed.
"Was starting to wonder if I was going to have ask you myself to try it," you winked ringing out the towel and cautiously putting him in the shower and lowering the shower head so the water wouldn't find his relay.
"It's water proof," he smirked shoving it back up, "I thought the way you came all over my face should have proved that."
You playfully pushed him, "Careful I might push you into an ocean to prove it," you teased.
"Only if you join me," he naughtily whispered backs, "I wonder if I can swim," he pondered.
"On second thought maybe a shallow pool," you laughed noticing his face slip for a moment, "Just to be safe, then I'll shove you into the ocean in the middle of no where just you and me," you corrected watching the smile come back.
"I'd like that, shore leave just you and me."
"So why did you pull out all the stops?" You asked starting to feel the bruises form from his lips.
"Making sure you have a reason to come home," he said honestly, "And that if Slick even thinks about it" he gridded out.
"Echo," you said putting your hand on his face feeling the jealousy, "I know a couple boys he would have to discuss that with who are all apparently a little territorial" you smiled feeling it starting to fade out, "which is surprising from you Mr. I-like-watching-my-squad-fuck-my-wife," you joked
"You just look so pretty taking it," he smiled, "and covered in it. There's a difference, I trust them."
"Such a dirty mouth. You don't have to worry about Slick, I'm pretty sure Crosshair would snipe him if he looked like he did something," you giggled.
"Pretty sure Hunter would drop him off in a Gundark nest naked and then let Crosshair take him out if it wasn't humane enough."
You rolled your eyes, "I doubt Crosshair would if he did," you said shutting off the water.
"You're right about that," you both turned to find Crosshair standing in open door frame, "He'd be a dead man if he touched you," he said combing his smokey hair back.
"If your here for your revenge, your going to need a tube of Bacta or two. I am.. bruised," you said looking down at the light purple hue of your clit.
"Actually I came to barrow him for a second," he start clipping his chin out at Echo.
"Yeah I'll be out a second," he said during himself, "go back to bed," he said kissing your neck following after Crosshair feeling your eyeing trailing down the both of there back sides.
"What is it?" Echo asked the moment they were out of ear shot, soon enough he saw the answer Tech sitting storage locker in a very uncomfortable looking position holding a still full flask, "I am fine," Tech mumbled.
"Not if you're thinking about drinking it," Echo said propping himself against the wall.
"I am not, I have had enough for my life time," he said handing him the flask, "I was attempting to debate my ethics and morals in quietest place on the ship when someone interrupted," he added glaring at Crosshair, "apparently I had a third hidden, more then likely forgotten about after one to many."
"I haven't seen you in here since... your chat with the informant to get her back."
"How much longer until we land?" Tech asked changing the conversation.
"Still a couple of hours."
"I am... worried about losing her again," Echo saw how distant the look in his eyes were at that announcement.
"Then why did you leave?" Crosshair poked.
"If you haven't noticed I have a tendency to open my mouth say the wrong thing to her. I- didn't want to risk it."
Crosshair rolled his eyes, "You didn't need to open your mouth at all," then scolded himself because Tech tends to talk frivolously.
"As she stated, I ruined her mood and I did not wish to jeopardize the fact Echo lifted it."
"You were eaves dropping?" Echo glared.
"Of course I was. I have since we picked her up."
"That's why you asked if we were coming," Crosshair said slitting his eyes.
"Yes, I was not prepared for the answer."
Crosshair grabbed him by the face and dragged him out of the closet, "I'll deal that later," towards her room. He violently shoved him in following in after him, disturbing her peaceful stretched out position on the bed. "Kair'ta," Crosshair growled making you look at him.
"Yes?" you asked looking at the angry expression on his face but the bashful look on Tech's face.
"Closer," he said shoving Tech towards the bed, "Do you love her or not."
"He doesn't need to force himself too-" but the glare in Crosshair's eyes made your mouth shut.
"I suppose I have to explain what I said earlier," Tech hoping Crosshair was trying to force him to correct his mistakes.
"You said didn't care," you said barely looking at him.
"I... was just trying to convey an apology," he said sitting on the edge of the bed, "I am... sorry you didn't understand. I am bad at conveying my feelings, it made me uncomfortable but so does every new foreign experience but I would not have continued if I did not want too. I was also rather enjoying it, I should have made you stay and explained better," he added taking off his goggles and staring at them, "Intimacy is... opulent, while I may have interfered with ours I did not want to do the same with Echo's," he said reaching out taking your hand still staring at his goggles, "I hold that memory precious however if you do not press that button and it will be deleted," he said handing you them.
You stared at that goggles knowing how much he valued recording everything for research, In essence these goggles are him, every memory and mission. You handed the goggles back and closed his hand around them seeing the relief flood his face.
"Finally," Crosshair scoffed, "All better?" folding his arms over his chest.
"Sufficient," Tech said putting his goggles back on turning off the delete mode.
"Yeah."
"I'll grab the bacta," Crosshair said rolling his eyes.
"For a man who pretends not to have a heart and generally a cold personality you do seem to take care of him," Cross found Hunter already waiting with the tubes.
"This was his idea to share, I'm just making sure he doesn't ruin it for the rest of us," Crosshair attempted his regular icy tone grabbing the tubes from him, watching Hunter smirk.
"You just want to make sure he experiences a fulfilling life."
"Shut up."
Crosshair smirked sitting between you and Tech, gently spreading your legs putting one on his lap putting you noticeably on display, "I won't remove the markings," he said squeezing the tube on his long slender fingers gently massages your lips with his fingers, "This looks as good as it sounded," Crosshair smirked noticing the discoloration, "Maybe I should have stayed," he smiled, "Then again I'm pretty sure you wouldn't have any of that beautiful voice left," he added letting his fingers completely glide up you gently thumbing your clit with bacta. He applied more bacta to his fingers while massaging your shaking leg with his free hand gently going around your entrance. "Try anything new?" He asked curiously eyeing you threw his lashes.
"Tested how much I don't mind his scomp," you admitted smugly.
"You are really are down for anything," Crosshair muttered, "Did you like it?" He knew the answer but still wanted to hear it.
"You tell me," you rolled your eyes.
Crosshair quickly brought his fingers down to the cluster of knots and gently started petting it, "I'll let you cum if it tell me."
"That is coercion- oh," Tech said finally looking, she likes it.
"Just be my good girl and tell me," Crosshair said letting his fingers go faster while discreetly working the Bacta in.
"It was cold at first- then it felt incredible-" you got out, feeling his fingers start stroking up and down over the spot.
"Was that so hard," he said bringing free hand to your hip and kneading it with his finger tips, "but I still have yet to punish you," he smiled abruptly pulling his fingers out, smirking as he heard you whine. "I know, I know," he said kissing your leg, "You have to wait until the Bacta is done then I'll let you cum while I take what I want from you."
Tech arched an eyebrow, Attentive yet controlling and she likes it. Their dynamic is interesting. He watched him carefully remove her leg from his lap before moving up to lay next to her. Tech frowned at himself for moment feeling the forming erection pressing against armor, I see the game your playing. I can control myself. His eyes saw the tiny bit of excitement seeping out, Breath. You are an evolved mammal, I don't need to give in to such... perfection. Tech forced his mind to wonder else where to other topics, she had not invited him nor had Crosshair, We made up what is the point of keeping me around? What is Crosshair really trying to do?
"Since we have... aired the miscommunication am I allowed to leave?" Tech asked, his mind kept slipping to the primitive thoughts.
"Hunter will make the better mate," Crosshair poked, "Might as well snip yourself."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Tech growled.
Crosshair smirked grabbing his last toothpick from my pocket, "Just leave that's what you're good at, running."
"Both of you knock it off," you yelled at both of them, "Leave. Come back when you start saying what you actually mean," you said pointing at Crosshair, "you, when you figure it out," you said looking at Tech before curling up in your blanket.
"We've been sitting here for three hours, are we finally going to have a discussion?" Tech said breaking the silence between himself and his brother.
"There's nothing to discuss, you're not ready yet."
"Ready for what?" Tech asked but Crosshair went back to silence.
"This is taking forever," Wrecker complained, Can't you guys just talk it already we don't need to be fighting when we land.
"Can we just push them out of the airlock and come back for them," Echo scowled throwing Crosshair's own words at him which also illicit more silence.
Hunter walked over and crouched before them, "You have five minutes, then I'm restraining both of you and turning off the filter and no one is freeing you until I'm done. Now start talking because this is seriously getting old. Crosshair for once just open up for a farking minute and Tech just... listen."
"If you turn off that filter-" Tech threatened squinting at him.
"I have her permission," he grinned, "I think she enjoys the animal in me would hate it if you both had to listen," standing up and taking his seat again folding his arms and listening to her soft breathing.
"You're still conflicted about giving her your heart," Crosshair conceded, "you seem fine just giving up when things get tough."
"Each of us have a uniquely different relationship with her. She should be aware by now she is only one who has ever had my heart. I was not giving up when I asked to leave, you were tending to the bruises so there was no logical reason as to why I couldn't leave it's like I haven't had time with her lately."
"Don't remind me," Crosshair scowled feeling the tension in his balls, "The logical reason is that you need to be tended to by her, di'kut."
"Oh."
They lapsed back into silence, "Anything else?" Hunter poked, hearing her quiet footsteps approaching.
"Do you still plan using my misguided apology against me?" Tech asked.
"Debates if you keep acting like a blurrg in the mud, nerve burner. I know how much she enjoys being my canvas."
"Kriff off," Tech said angrily standing up his volume raising while staring down at him, "Keep your doshing choobie fluid to yourself or it'll be you and I beating the bantha crap out of each-other and if it hasn't escaped your mind none of you have won against me. I don't think you would enjoy sparing with me when I am distempered. Yes I may have said it but I did not mean it, it is my time."
"Took you long enough to enough to snap," Crosshair chuckled, "Told you he didn't mean it," he smiled sliding the toothpick to the other side of his mouth.
Tech looked at you standing in the doorway at his dishevelment, one balled fist and the other hand's finger poking Crosshair's chest. He lowered his hands, taking a breath. He found Hunter and Wrecker grinning at each other. Clever. He watched as you motioned for him to come forward, reluctantly he move to stand in front of you. You're hand snaked up through his hand and pulled his forehead to yours, hoping up to wrap your legs again his waist as his hand slipped under your ass and held you there against the doorframe. "See sometimes you can say what's on your mind sober." You heard him sigh before carrying you back to your room.
"I'm surprised you figured out his game before I did," he said holding you up against the wall of your room.
"Even with these you can't see clearly," you said taping on the goggles.
"I am aware my perception is not as great as theirs when it comes to relationships."
"When it comes to yourself. They've seen you at your lowest and will continue to push you so they will never have to again."
"That is my assumption, although an interesting way to go about it."
"So you really didn't mean it?" you asked.
His moved away from your ass, inwards towards your barely covered entrance, "I would prefer it to be completely mine until my fantasy is complete however I know the chances are less then ideal. It would have made me quite catastrophically irate with hazardous consequences," Tech took a breath, "I admit I would not have been mad at you if Crosshair would have continued. However I would have extremely disgruntled with him and myself. I am... grateful he didn't. I do not think I would have forgave him if he did."
"Do I need too," you said bring your hand down to his face.
"I rather.. work through it and pick up where we left off before I opened my mouth."
"You want to make love to me again?" You whispered seductively.
"Until they have to pull me off of you," he admitted.
"You are not the tiny bit jealous?" Wrecker asked in between the moans
"Nope," Echo replied contently listening to his mate be happy.
"Not even a little?" Wrecker countered.
"They've both been through hell and she's voluntarily offering to put herself through it once again. He needs her right now so hopefully he doesn't put himself through it while she's gone. At the end of day it's our bed and I can kick any of you out," he added smirked taking a bite of his ration bar, "and she was louder for me, so why would I be jealous?" he added smugly.
"She definitely has a droid fetish," Crosshair scowled.
"She has a me fetish," Echo's smirk grew larger, "Thanks for the compliment."
"It wasn't."
"Sure it wasn't."
Hunter shook his head, acting like a bunch of hormonal cadets, "Just be happy you didn't hurt her with that thing," and that quickly shut them up, "But she enjoyed it.. even with the filter it was still... arousing."
Your mouth kissed up Tech's throat until you got to his adam's apple gently sucking next to it, "Fark," he moaned shoving himself as deep as he could go and held himself there as he focused on your lips digging into him. His eyes fell closed as he returning to thrusting himself in you as your fingers trailed up his core landing over his pecs. His mind was going a million miles a minute calculating how long he could hold off for more time feeling you touch him except every noise brought him back to the moment.
"You're shaking," you whispered panting between his long strokes.
"Edging," he smiled nearly taking himself out before gliding back in enjoying the sound of your wetness against him, "The.. touch is not helping my restraint."
"Why are you edging yourself?" you asked.
"An experiment," he said leaning down putting himself next to your ear, "Hearing you with Echo and Crosshair touching... frustrated me."
"Someone's in a mood," you said wrapping your arms around his neck, "Try." The moment you said it Tech started slamming into you spreading you further. The roughness of the action rivaling even Wrecker's strength, each thrust bruising the surrounding area as his hips collided with yours. This time Tech didn't stop you from trying to muffle yourself, the skin on skin slapping was already loud enough to cause concerns. Tech pulled you legs up but spread them as far as they could go as he spilled into the top of you. Your eyes rolled back and breathing at that point as optional.
Tech was soaked top to bottom with his sweat, taking off his goggles he squeezed the band over the floor watching drops off. I will have to change the band, how obscene. He moved your legs into the folds of his arms rubbing them with his hands before gently pushing your hips forward so it would be more difficult to spill. His vision was still cloudy but he enjoyed the you barely conscious under him. One day. He put his goggles back on leaning back on his heels patiently waiting for you to come back.
"Maybe we need to tranq him," Crosshair scowled when the noises finally stopped after the third time.
"She's fine," Hunter said listening to her heart rate finally calming down and breathing start to regulate, "What did you expect to happen pushing him like that?"
"Hunter's got a point," Wrecker pointed out, "Still can't believe that's what he's into, like she has amazing tits, incredible ass and legs... but that? I still don't get it."
"Maybe when you grow up," Crosshair snapped.
"Head's up and hot," Hunter commed in noticing one big ship in the view before them next to the planet, "Wrecker get on the tail gun." Wrecker bounded cross the ship in stride tossing himself in this seat and deploying. Crosshair quickly relished the Co-Pilot seat to Echo.
Tech swiftly grabbed a toy Crosshair had purchased and shoved it into you. Now try leak, he thought amused to himself staring at the inserted plug. He quickly threw on his pants and headed for the front. Tech shoved Hunter out of the pilot seat, dripping in sweat and soaked but at least semi clothed at least in his pants belt and arm band.
"My ship! She's done," you squealed giddily before composing yourself with a cough.
"Do not remove it," Tech growled turning his attention back to ship before them.
"What in the Sith's hell is that?" Echo stared at the ship.
"In short, it's a break apart frigate with several heavy class life pods and in long it's a very modified Lucrehulk-class battleship to be smaller and faster with several of my lead commando droids waiting for orders to explode."
"Explode?" Tech said grabbing a towel in his belt wiping off the dripping sweat running down the side of his head.
"It's going to be glorious," you smiled sickly sweet, "BB-001, come in," you said pushing the com button.
"We arrived at the coordinates, awaiting further instructions," the holo display showed up and all of them got to see the droid design for themselves.
"What is the status of my ship."
"Fully operational, all pods loaded to max efficiency. Everything is running at optimal levels."
"Good, await further orders and stay in orbit."
"Roger Roger," the line went dead.
"Do I want to know what your plan of attack is?" Tech asked.
"Hard and fast," they all caught the innuendo.
"Is that my fucking toy?" Crosshair growled staring at Tech.
"It is not against the rules, she has not had enough time to... soak? I know that is not where it goes but it works for the time being."
Cross scowled picking a toothpick at him, surprised when he let it hit his shoulder before it fell to the ground. Close enough to an apology. He eyed the toy sticking out, "Having fun indulging him?" he leered.
You sat in Hunter's lap purposefully letting the toy poke his leg which got a tiny growl from him, feeling Hunter lean forward stiffing the arousal before pressing himself as fair back in the chair as he could go, "Yes she is," he gritted out, "and Torturing us."
"Succubus," Crosshair replied.
Tech put the ship still in standby in orbit, "We'll go to the planet shortly. Come," he said motioning to you and Hunter.
"Now that's a bad idea," Echo mumbled, "and that's coming from me."
"Yeah, aren't they into the same thing?" Wrecker asked walking over hearing the false alarm,
"How are we going to explain the amount of Bacta we go through?" Echo grumped.
"I have to agree with Echo, Tech" Hunter said noticing how bad his legs muscles were quivering and the small limp.
"I also agree," Tech said tossing him a condom, "However my muscles have a mild tear, so you're going to finish fucking it into her. I thought you would appreciate the offer the most."
"Tech!" You snapped noticing the tiny barely noticeable wince when he got himself on the bed and prompt himself up against the wall.
"I am fine Cyar'ika, come get on your knees," Tech said taking his goggles off letting the back of his head lay flesh against the wall.
Hunter shook his head but complied. He looked down you resting your face against Tech's leg and the unusual softness in his face and felt like he was intruding. Hunter undid his bandana, grabbing your hands and tying them together behind your back. Letting his hands trail down your back down your ass and slowly pulled out the toy watching you tighten around it. It took a little bit of force pulling it out watching of it leak down your leg. Hunter gripped your ass trying to steady himself from just slamming into you and be damned if the consequences. He carefully ripped it out with his teeth making a display of it as he saw you looking back at him and slid it on. He grabbed your bound wrist and bucked into you hearing the squish around him, "Someone's been used," he growled leaning down and kissing your hands, "Does it hurt?" he asked cautious.
"Everything hurts," you rolled your eyes but you pressed yourself back into him, "But you currently have a mission to complete," you smirked.
She knows how to pluck my cords, "Then I'll be quick about it." Hunter moved his hands to your hips thrusting himself in and out watching you drool on the bed. It wasn't the same tight death grip around his cock over stimulating him but a nice light hug around him. I think I prefer it this way. "Reaper," he groaned hunching forward laying his chest down your cool back as he filed the condom, one hand untying you and the other supporting his weight from crushing you downward. The warm of it was mildly uncomfortable against his sensitive tip but as soon as you were free he didn't have to worry about it long. Your hand went down grabbing it pulling it off with you.
"What are you?-" Hunter stared wide eyed as you gently pulled it out of you with a moan staring at how full it was before pouring it into your mouth and swallowing it. He stared flabbergasted as you whispered he was delicious before patting his cheek and grabbing your robes before heading off to the refresher. Hunter looked at Tech with the same stupefied expression.
"She is lucky my legs are not currently functioning," Tech stared after her, "I would cut out that implant in an instance," he muttered.
"I heard that!" You called laughing.
"I can not believe I just said that out loud," he uttered covering his face.
Hunter's mind kept replaying that in his mind and the smile on your face while doing it, knowing what it would do to both of them. He didn't dare follow you into the refresher knowing it would take just one look and he would have to let Tech beat the brain cells out of him. He groaned getting up wiping himself up throwing everything back on.
"Need help?" He said looking at Tech still not moving.
Tech relayed the medical supplies he needed with his face still burning. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this. He mentally kept scolding the feral side that was locked deep down under the intelligence. He banged his head once or twice into the wall making himself focus on the ship schematics muttering each fact to keep his brain busy as Hunter brought it the supplies.
"I think she broke Tech again," Wrecker said watching Tech mutter to himself.
"What did you do," Crosshair smiled as you walked out of the refresher dressed and still smiling ear to ear, you whispered it in his ear.
"And Crosshair" Wrecker said looking at the bewildered expression on his face.
"I don't want to know until we're done here," Echo groaned.
"That would be for the best," Tech said finishing the schematics for the second time.
Hunter helped pulled him up and grabbed his goggles, "I'll change this, go shower," he said feeling the damp band.
Tech nodded heading to his bunk grabbing a fresh pair of blacks before disappearing in the refresher.
"Why are you torturing them?" Echo smiled running his fingers down your face.
"You said you wanted to give me a reason to come back and it gave me an idea."
"That's why your mine," he chuckled wrapping his arm around you, "I really wish I met you as a reg."
"You're still-"
"You know what I mean. We would have had a lot of fun."
"We have a lot of fun now," you pointed out recognizing his self consciousness, "I wouldn't change things for the galaxy," leaning into his embrace.
Tech silently climbed into the pilot seat still shocked with outburst and started maneuvering the ship down to the planet. He looked back for a second finding you curled up in Wreckers lap yawning as Echo was prepping another Stim shot and then at Crosshair and Hunter whispering. Tech sighed it wasn't in relief or disappointment just calm indifference, It's almost peaceful like it was before.
"Is that Slick?" Crosshair squinted noticing the shuttle and the familiar shaped figure standing against it.
You stood up staring out the view rubbing your neck from the injection, "Yes that is."
Crosshair growled loosening the collar of your robes pressing his teeth into his mark and the pressing his hand to the front of your throat pulling you back into him "He touches you and it won't be humane," he growled releasing you putting his helmet on.
All them watched in silence your demeanor change the moment you were off the ship, watching one leg go infront of the other making your hips sway and seeing you stand straight backed at full height. Watching you stride right towards him and one of your droids.
"Slick," you purred offering your hand.
He knelt kissing it, "Duchess," he said kissing it again before standing up putting his hands at his sides, "Didn't plan on seeing you again so soon."
"Neither did I but... unforeseen circumstances arose."
"Just awaiting my orders, Duchess," he smiled, "Whatever it takes to pay off part of my debt."
"Hopefully it doesn't come to that my knight," you said gently caressing his cheek, "I am glad you are up the task of my usual mayhem," you removed your head, "BB-001, how many droids did we get per pod?"
"Three."
"They won't know what hit them," you smiled, "Both of you stay out here with the shuttle. Does Master know where you are?"
"I do have quiet a few shore days."
"Good man."
You could feel that anger rolling off the boys as you strode away towards the door. The five of them followed after you silently into the building back towards the main atrium finding Indel sitting there already holding the book.
"The answer you seek is not here," she said holding out the book, "however it will answer a few you had in the past," she said watching you tuck the book into your robes, "Are you prepared for what you must do?" She asked staring into you.
You took off the mask and stared right back at her, "I am prepared to die for my duty, without question or hesitation. My arrangements have already been made. Asclepios will take my place and oversee my assignment as it has and will always be if I fail."
"You are aware going now may have consequences-"
"I am aware if I do not go now the consequences may be worse."
"You may use the forge and be on your way, but first, You and Echo step forward." Your hand was already on your right saber disassembling it, you pulled out the crystal and handed it to her. Indel took the crystal and the necklace she had waiting and put the crystal in it and place it around Echo's neck, "You are recognized as her spouse, should anything happen place the crystal on the door and it will open."
Echo gave a stiff nod and the feeling of panic started washing over him, your hand slipping into his and was moderately comforting but something still felt wrong, "Sometime is going to go wrong isn't it?" he asked as the six of you headed to the forge with Wrecker carrying Wolffe's gift.
"There is always the possibility, we are shown parts of how things should play out but sometimes things change. It's a precaution and a formality."
"I don't like it," Crosshair said talking his helmet off and sticking a toothpick in his mouth.
"Why would Asclepios have to join us?" Tech said pointing out the most concerning part of that interaction.
"My duty is to protect you, it would only be the next natural choice if I have failed and Timeria being... gone, that I have the next person I trust the most to finish my assignment."
"She's not my type," Wrecker shrugged.
"None of you are her type," you laughed.
"Her loss," Crosshair offered rolling the toothpick, "I'm great in bed."
You gave him a small force shove causing him to drop the toothpick, "If you're insinuating you want to sleep around just don't do it in my bed or in my bed when I'm gone, get a new one," you gritted out grabbing the case from Wrecker locking them outside the forge.
"I can say I am glad for once it wasn't I saying something wrong," Tech snickered until he saw the regret on Crosshair's face, "I know you didn't mean the comment like that, I'm do not think she did either... she is... stressed and preoccupied with the task at hand."
"I hope so," he grumbled leaning against the wall sticking another toothpick in his mouth.
You stared at the Beskar bars waiting for the form to come to your mind, Home. You moved around the forge smelting it and adding color smiling as it started to take shape. You held the chest plate in your hands, the Wolffe pack grey with the Bad Batch red down the middle. You set the piece to the side and continued to the shoulder pieces making it grey with a red skull protruding modified with 99 for eyes. The other shoulder the crossed saber and scythe in red finishing the body pieces in grey and red so it stayed uniformed. You stared at the last bars of beskar, now for the hardest part, you thought groaning. You stared into the helmet, the red scar of the eye and 99 over the other with "to war" written on the back. You laid all of the pieces out staring at them as you took off the robe and rolled it up with your book and mask in the middle slowly equipping each piece. The different between life and death is what you wear. I wear my heart. You opened the door finding them all waking up from a nap staring.
"It's perfect," Crosshair said first.
"I know, I made it," you snorted, noticing the expression on his face, "It's okay."
"Mer!" Wrecker said picking you and putting you on his shoulder, "The goddess seat," he chuckled.
"Going straight there?" Hunter finally asked.
"Yeah... I have too." All of them looked at each other in silent agreement, "What are you planning," you said squinting at them.
"Best if you didn't know," Tech offered, already typing out the message to Slick.
"Whatever it is. Don't."
You guys exited the building with one stopping you, you saw Slick still waiting with the shuttle primed to go.
Wrecker took you off his shoulder and took the robes, "Good luck," he said giving you a quick kiss.
They each have you a kiss goodbye especially Echo, he held your face for a moment longer, "Come home," he whispered before heading off to the Marauder. You watched them all walk off, not a single threatening to Slick. Weird.
"Ready?" Slick said after watching their ship take off and get into space.
"You have to ask me if I'm ready to destroy something that poses a risk to my family and all of your brothers?" you laughed, "I was born to be ready, let's go."
BB-001 took the pilots chair and took you up to the ship. You sprint out of the shuttle to look around. "It's better then I dreamed!" You laughed.
"Shame we're blowing it up," Slick chuckled jogging keeping up.
"It is an ugly shade of white," you laughed finally stopped running.
"You picked it!" He chuckled, "Let's head top side so we can get going."
"Lead the way," you followed after him looking at the discreet pods in the wall and the barely visible droids underneath. "REEF!" you said practically tackling the droid knocking him over, "They were able to put you back together!"
"Hello, Duchess. Yes there were able to find all of my parts, almost there are a few new ones and reassembled me."
"Thank you!" You said letting go and hugging Slick before coughing and letting go, "Three of Four of us definitely increases our odds."
"I figured it would. It's seems you and the bantha fodders made up?" He asked.
"You could say that."
"Still don't like those two."
"Sometimes I don't either."
"Think Echo is going to be jealous of Reef? He is the only one you gave a personality too."
"Echo has nothing to worry about," the quick response got an eyebrow raise, "He is mine. Permanently."
"Didn't see that coming," he admitted, "I was actually figuring you'd end up with Wrecker, he was the only one you didn't want to chop into little pieces."
You rolled your eyes plopping down into the large center seat and throwing your legs over the arm of the chair, "Let's go. Sights to see, people to kill, installations to explode."
"Hit it, Reef, let's go make some trouble," Slick said, hopefully that bought them enough time if not oh well. Slick casually checked the message they were on board, smiling. The crap I do for her, she's going to kill me, "I had Tech give your sabers while you were forging and I have some of your... more sultry uniforms on board. Would you prefer to change? We can just leave the armor in the shuttle, it would be... more discreet."
"You're right," you said getting up and wrapping your arm through his, "Lead the way."
"Of course, Duchess," Slick escorted you to one the rooms and already had several outfits laying out, "A few of my favourites," he admitted.
You looked at every outfit remembering when you wore it, you let go of his arm and he backed out of the room and waited outside. You ran your fingers down the red sleeveless body suit with a deep v that went around your neck and the matching single black shoulder cape with chain belt. Last time I wore everything went to plan for once. You opted for that one finding your sabers laid out on a black velvety pillow and a thigh holster with a blaster.
"Absolutely stunning," Slick said the moment you left the room.
"I'm always stunning," you purred.
"Drink?" Reef said offering a glass of water.
"Thank you. Would you be a dear and also get me a drink, it's going to be a long day," you said sipping the drink following Slick back to the main chamber.
"Right away, Duchess."
"Game plan?" He asked, "Or traditional Duchess fashion of hit them hard and blind or knock on the front door blasting?" He smiled.
"Both, we go in and disable the coms and cameras, the commandos will crash down and we'll be inside destroying equipment and get the hell out as it goes up in flames."
"Plan Double Trouble, let's see if goes off without a hitch this time."
"That was not my fault!" Reef said defensively, "I was not properly repaired from the previous deployment. Trying shooting your blaster when your chambers are clogged."
You and Slick looked at each other and busted over laughing to the point of tears, "I missed this," you said looking at the both of them.
"Was it something I said?" Reef asked.
"Slick knows all about shooting with clogged chambers," you started laughing again.
"If I hadn't been made to shoot six times with no reload time it wouldn't have been a problem!" He said defending his bedroom game.
"This conversation has become confusing, I am going to get you another drink."
"Thank you, Reef!" You called as he left.
"I am almost relieved you guys made up because I like feeling my legs when I have to run from people you pissed off."
"Your just upset because I didn't want to share you with that twi'lek girl," you teased.
"I'm glad you didn't, I can barely keep up with your drive," he laughed as Reef came back with a blue drink.
Your eyes focused on it and suddenly you back at the 79's watching the squad leave and then leaving that night calling Wolffe and Cody drunkenly and telling them what happened. Sitting with them for hours crying. You blinked feeling Slick shake you.
"You fainted," Slick said concerned.
"I guess I didn't eat enough," you said while he helped you up.
"I shall prepare food?" Reef asked setting down the tray.
"Please."
Reef stared for a minute before leaving, "You said please," Slick said shocked.
"I don't feel good," you admitted.
"The Night of Regret drink?" He asked looking at the blue, you nodded.
You sat in the chair and rested your head on your hand, "Thank's for dealing with me during that."
"We both needed someone."
"Entering the outer rim," BB-001 said.
You blinked and felt someone... someone's else on board. Your hand flicked to your sabers and Slick's to his blaster. "Someone's on board."
Slick holstered his blaster, "Funny thing... their on board," he said taking a few steps back putting his arms up.
"WHAT!" You yelled.
"Yeah... Wrecker, Hunter, Tech and Crosshair."
You made a sigh of relief when he didn't say Echo, "Where are they?" You said putting your sabers away and crossing your arms.
"By now? Probably in the shuttle waiting," he was already walking after you groaning, but he did get to enjoy the view of your ass in the suit.
You force pulled open the shuttle door glaring at all of them, "Out. Now." you snapped pointing on the ground. You heard Slick take an audible step backward at the harshness in the sweet tone.
They looked reluctant filed got out, you leg swept Crosshair forcing him to his knees and grabbed his ear, "What part of don't and I have to do this don't you understand! You are not suppose to be here," you snapped, "Who's bright idea was this?"
"Aurgh," Crosshair groaned pulling his ear back but remained silent, all of them were trained to remain silent.
You placed your placed your hand back on your hips and held one leg in front of the other subconsciously putting your legs and hips on display, "This is what is going to happen or beg me for mercy," you snipped, "When we get there you are going to stay on the shuttle and stay out of my way as much as I would personal ship you back to the inner rim but there is only one shuttle," you took a deep breath trying to not let the panic show, "You can move about the ship freely since we're going to be were for day or two. Reef can prepare food or you can over in the lounge," you said turning to Slick, "Speaking of which does Reef know there here?"
"Yes, Duchess."
"Unbelievable!" You scoffed, "Lounge, now," you growled, I need a drink, or four.
Slick folded his arm through the one you were extending, "Right this way."
You felt the four of them follow behind you discreetly, "Who's idea was this?" You hissed to Slick who remained silent, "Slick," you switched tactics, "I won't make tonight living hell if you tell me."
"Tech's," he said coughing it under his breath.
"That'a boy, you might get to sleep after all," you purred.
"We all knew we would be dealing with Duchess Death and not our Reaper," Tech said squinting when he heard his named, "However I am not opposed to being mildly tortured."
"Now who's the masochist?" Crosshair poked.
"She is so hot," Wrecker said practically drooling over the outfit.
"Just remember besides my helmet there is no filter," Hunter reminded. If I didn't instinctively associate that red with the Sith, I would ask her to wear that to bed.
"Right sorry."
Reef turned his head noticing you walking in with the guest, "Ah. I was afraid of that. I'll need to make more, I was going to discreetly bring them food later."
"Reef," you purred letting go of Slick getting a little to close to Reef and in his face, "If you ever don't tell me something again, I am going to make sure your guns lock up every fight so you have to repaired every time. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, Duchess."
"Any other karking surprises?"
"I bought a loth cat, of course she is at home-" Reef started.
"I mean big ones like that," you said pointed your thumbs back at the squad.
"No, Duchess. That is the only... loth in the bag," his program laughed at the pun.
"At least your finally getting humor I suppose, good boy," you said patting him before making into one of the lounge stools by the tiny bar. At least it wasn't fully stocked or that would have been a waste. You pulled one of the bottles towards you not even bother with a glass and opening it.
"I know that look," Slick whispered sitting next to you, "You're terrified," he said placing his hand on your leg, "Look at me." You took another drink and stared at him, "They risked coming knowing your wraith, what you're capable of and suspected what you'd be capable of knowing their lives are in your hands. I will die for one of them if I have too as I of course would for you but you have to let them come, you're doing this for Echo and we're doing it for our brother. It's only fair."
"I hate it when your right," you groaned taking another drink, "If I single thing looks like it's going to go wrong, you get them out of there. I don't care if you have to blow it with me inside do you understand?"
"Yes, Duchess," he said removing his hand and grabbing the drink from your hands and tossing his head back taking a decent chug, "I loathe the man but you should apologize to Crosshair's ear, it's still red," he said handing it back.
"I told him about plan b if I die, made a comment about Asclepios and being great in bed."
"Never mind he deserved it." He asked extending his hand for the bottle, "Can have Reef hold him down if you need to smack him around some more," he offered joking.
"Tempting, but no," you said handing him the bottle, "You know Hunter can hear everything we're saying."
"At least he'd give four eyes a heads up he's next if he keeps glaring," Slick said flatly.
"Don't mind Tech he's... in his cycle."
"We don't have cycles," Slick his face contorted with confusion as he stared at Tech for a moment, "Did the long neck's splice his DNA with something?"
"No, he's 100% Jango. Tech is.... I don't even know how to describe it. Maybe just stay away from" you said flicking your eyes down, "like anywhere. He's going to be very territorial until tomorrow."
"As much as I don't want to ask...?"
Hunter kicked Tech under the table, "Stop glaring, their's easily 100 commandos on here designed like us don't start any fights."
"His hand was a little to close for comfort," he said sipping the water Reef brought over, "and he was glaring back."
"Actually he was glaring at Crosshair," Hunter muttered, "For the comment earlier. And now their talking about Tech's... monthly predicament and to try not to start any fights."
Tech's mouth flat lined, "I want a drink. Let's just tell everyone that I can't control myself or that I'm not more evolved than an animal. Maybe I should just take a suppressor because everything would go back to normal."
"I am programmed to make a limited selection of drinks due to what's available on the ship, although I don't think you would be accustom to any of them," Reef said handing him another glass of water.
"Something strong, just one don't give me any more."
"Isn't that the drink..." Crosshair said staring at the blue drink Reef set in front of him.
"The Night of Regret, acquired all the way from Coruscant per the Duchess request. I take it you know it."
"Why was it her request?" Crosshair said staring at it.
"As you are the ones it pertains to to I'm not sure-"
"Why and why is called that" Crosshair growled.
"The Night of Regret, while doing her duty she fell in love and they used her tossing her aside afterwards.. leaving her to question her duty and her loyalty. It's a good luck drink, she drinks it and everyone dies, quiet gruesomely. It is the most impressive good luck charm. Anything else?"
"That was more then enough," Hunter said looking at the expression on his brother's faces, "Thank Reef-" he watched Tech slam the drink silently and hand it back. He heard the spike in Tech's heart rate.
"It was my fault," he whispered.
"Our fault," Crosshair corrected.
"No it was not, it was her's. She let duty and her feelings entwine," Reef said, "She has to love you or I would currently be chopping you into tiny pieces for her to burn," Reef added turning and walking back to the food.
"That was creepy," Wrecker said looking at the droid, "Sleeping rotations?" all of his brothers nodded.
"I'm glad Wolffe and you made up," Slick said, "I don't know how you juggle all of them."
"I'll tell you when I figure it out," you scoffed. You looked back at Reef talking to them and groaned at the blue drink on the table and the look on their faces, "I am suddenly in the mood to break things."
"Did I mention I so happened to have a room or two of breakable things for you?" He said standing up offering you his arm, "I think I'll bring this," he said grabbing the bottle, "Have a feeling we're going to need it." Slick took you down the hall to a room perfect for some anger release, "Because I do want to live through the night I'm gonna stay outside, I'll come in the moment you stop screaming."
"You're a great friend, Slick," you admitted taking a swig of the bottle feeling the tingle of rage seething through your hand.
Slick sat prompting himself against the opposite wall incase anything flew into the door. He heard the screaming start and stuff crashing into the wall as she tore it apart. He looked up to the squad running towards him. Slick placed a finger over his lips and shook his head before taking another drink. They stood there listening to her screaming, the blaster fire and things hitting and denting the door. Slick sighed, "She'll be fine, she get's like this time to time. You just have to let her get it out. When she go to sleep if you hear her start screaming, I'll take care of it. Speaking of which..." he said getting up shoing them away from the door as they watched the door crumble inward, "It's one of those days hold this," he scowled handing Hunter the bottle before shooting a hole in the door and climbed in.
"I didn't know it was this bad," Tech muttered, and it looks like there is several other rooms like this based of the markings.
Hunter closed his eyes and listening to her begging to know what she did wrong, if she was making the same mistake and if she would ever fell whole again. "Break the door," he said looking at Wrecker. He watched Wrecker full body swing at the door until it came off.
"Thanks," Slick said putting an arm around you dragging you out of the room, "REEF! Some of that fruit and water!" Getting back to the lounge he slide you into what he called the cool down chair because he could roll it anywhere after you wore yourself out. He kissed the top of your head not caring, "Feel better Duchess?"
Your head fell back on the rest of the chair, "Tired."
"Soothe your throat and then we can go to bed, okay?" He combed your hair back with his fingers, "Reef if you ever serve that drink to them again, I will personally make you less then spare parts."
"I left my sabers-"
"I'll get them, eat and drink," Slick walked off combing his hair back when he felt Crosshair slam him against the wall in the hall, "If you know what's good for you, I would get off of me."
"Don't kiss her again."
"I kissed her head asshole," Slick said shoving him off, "There is nothing between her and I. We're friends nothing more."
"You sure about that?" Crosshair growled.
"We both understand what's it's like to be used by the people we care about most. Now excuse me, I have take care of my friend," Slick scoffed walking off to the room grabbing the sabers off the ground and pressing the button for the clean up droid. He rolled his eyes finding Crosshair glaring at him, "Here," he said clipping the sabers back to the belt, "Feeling better?"
"Yeah, I haven't slept in an orbital or two almost I think."
"Yeah let's go to bed, wheel ya or walk?"
You stood up feeling the exhaustion hit you but you refused to sit back down. Slick folded his arm threw yours not surprised with the audience behind them, he pointed at the room next the room with the double doors. Slick set you on his bed quickly hanging up the outfits and pulling out your night wear. His hands worked to unlace the cape when the door open. He scowled seeing Crosshair glaring. Crosshair picked you up and set you down on the other bed his nimble fingers make quick work of it and the carefully removing the boots. He glared at Slick motioning him to turn around before he took off the body suit slipping the dress over your head. He growled at Slick motioning him to proceed and that they want to talk to him after as he left gnawing roughly on a tooth pick.
"I don't think he was going to do anything," Wrecker said.
"Don't care, that's my job."
"What?" Slick said looking at them.
"Sit," Hunter said, "She's never been like that around us. How... often does that happen?"
"Occasionally, when Reef got rebuilt they missed a couple things apparently. He's not suppose to make that drink before we're getting ready to get our feet on the ground for one."
"It bugs her that much?" Wrecker interrupted.
"Not usually, it's a good luck charm means we're about to have a lot of fun. For two I just think it was seeing him drink it," he said nodding towards Tech who was off in his own world.
"You are all so loud," you whispered, "just get in here so I can get some sleep."
Hunter patted Wrecker and knocked on Tech's head, "Come on we're all be commanded to go to bed we're keeping her up."
"All of you?" Slick asked wide eyed, "Just get out of my way if the nightmare starts."
Hunter stiffly nodded. They all left their gear in neat piles but of course Crosshair left his rifle prompt against the bed. Slick watched as Wrecker became the pillow, Tech and Crosshair cuddled up to each side of her and Hunter laid at the end of the bed keeping first watch. Crosshair tucked his around yours letting it drape over your chest his hand tucking in under your ribs. Your hands pulled on Tech goggles and he took them off. You rested your hand on his face absorbing the regret yawning pulling him closer. Slick raised an eyebrow, so that's how that works, he thought climbing into his own bed thankful he didn't have to share. Crosshair kissed your ear, "love you."
"I am sorry I drank it," Tech said, "I did not realize the effect it would have."
"I think two stim shots, not eating or sleeping would push any one over the edge."
"I should not have-"
"Ner mirdala jag," you whispered, my intelligent man, "Go to sleep."
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Cyare Verd *Beloved Warrior* Bad Batch Edition
Previous Chapter
Getting Out
I wake with a startle and sit up looking around the room. Shaking my head I try to clear my thoughts. I clutch my chest realizing my heart is pounding and I can't breath. A small voice comes from next to me "Raven? You need to breath." The look of concern on Omega's face is enough to shake me to the core "we...need..." I get out between breaths. "I know...we need to get out of here now..." she finishes my thought.
Having hardly collected myself, I get up and head towards the door. "Where are you going?" Placing both hands on he door frame to steady myself, I finally am able to catch my breath "Crosshair." Glancing over my shoulder, she's right behind me with a look of determination on her face "I'm going with you." I don't bother to argue because time is of the essence at this point.
The two of us head down the hall towards where I know Crosshair will be. "What happened to you in there? When you came back you were rambling about Hunter....about not giving them up" Omega suddenly asks. My brain is still in a weird haze and I swear I can still hear Hunter calling for me, "Hemlock....he..drugged me..." I shake my head again hoping to clear my thoughts but become dizzy. Grabbing onto the wall to steady myself I hear a familiar voice "You look like Osik (shit)."
Glancing up, theres a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at me. "And who is this?" "I'm Omega. Who are you?" "Omega...huh it's nice to meet you. They call me Blue." I cut off the introduction "We need your help....getting out." His eyes widen and he glances around "That's a bold statement to make don't you think." Shaking my head, I immediately chose my eyes feeling dizzy again. "Crosshair....more of us than them..." Blue doesn't waste another second and loops an arm around my back to support me. "You Mandalorians really are crazy but I'm in."
He helps me the rest of the way down the hall, through the doors, and over to where Crosshair is sitting. Omega immediately races over and begins pegging him with questions. "No time....catch up later..." I say to her and she nods. "What happened to you?" He asks playing with the toothpick in his mouth. "Hemlock....we need to get out....now." Crosshair eyes me, and then Blue. "What's he doing here?" "He's going to help" Omega chimes in and I nod. "We can out number them. Besides, shes in no condition to fight" Blue says gesturing to me.
"I'll be fine" I snap, starting to feel like I can make more coherent thoughts. "He's after Hunter and the others...I guess they are becoming an issue for the Empire." Crosshair smirks, "Alright. We make our way to the armory and from there to the shuttles." Blue nods, "I can gather some of the others. Once the rest realize whats happening they will likely join." I nod my agreement, "this needs to happen sooner rather than later. Omega, do you think Doctor Emerie would be able to help us?"
Omega thinks for a moment before responding "Mmm, I'm not sure. Hemlock has been breathing down her neck lately. I can try talking to her though." I nod "Great, we will grab you on our way past the labs." Blue chimes in, "lets meet back here in about 2 hours. By that time I should be able to get enough of the others on board." I can't help but smile, "Vor entye (Thank you), Blue. The sooner we get to the shuttles the sooner we are free." He nods and smiles at me before we each go our separate ways to prepare.
Heading back to our room, I search for anything that could be of help to us on our way out. Which I have to be honest wasn't much. Osik (shit)...we'll have to hope theres supplies on the shuttle. Stuffing a few ration bars into my pocket, I continue my search for a little while longer.
Just before I'm about to head out the door I start getting a headache and hear whispers but one voice in particular sticks out.
"I'm glad you chose to stay." The memory hits me like a freight train. The night back at CID's parlor when they decided I could stay with them....Hunter....the man I fell so hard so fast for, letting me in to his world.
Shaking my head I pull myself out of my thoughts - must be I'm still feeling the side effects of whatever they Hemlock drugged me with. Pushing through the memory, that was so happy at the time but now feels like a blade to me gut, I head off down the hall to meet the others.
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I find myself sitting at the table alone - where is everyone? - I realize my leg is bouncing and try to stop myself. Suddenly the sound of the doors opening grabs my attention and I whip around. Crosshair and Blue make their way over to me. "I was starting to worry." Blue smirks "we're all set, theres a group of clones outside waiting for the go ahead." Crosshair nods at me "ready when you are." My newfound determination giving me a high I needed, "Let's do this" I say as a smirk makes it away across my lips.
Together, the three of us head out the doors into the hall. The clones Blue mentioned are waiting and he signals to them. 4 of them rush down the hall, tacking the two guards at the door way. "Go! Go! Oya! Oya!" He shouts at the others, who storm through the doors and run to the lift. Picking up the blasters from the now unconscious guards, I toss one over to Crosshair "Get to the armory, I'll meet you there with Omega." He nods and heads through the doors.
Looking over at Blue, "I've got your back boss" he nods at me. I laugh and shake my head "I'm not your boss." He winks and salutes me before opening the door and holding it for me. Heading through I immediately notice the long hallway of doors with windows. "Alright she's gotta be in one of these ro—" I stop when I see Crosshair at the end of the hall staring through one of the doors. Blue voices his opinion, reading my thoughts "That can't be good."
Just then an alarm starts blaring, notifying the whole facility to our actions. The lift doors open and a dozen storm troopers file out. "Crosshair! Look out!" Spinning on his heel to face the troopers, he shoots at them with effortless precision I've never seen in any one person. Being the other only person in the room with a blaster, I help take out the remaining troopers. "Go, I'll find Omega" I yell over my shoulder to Blue who takes off after Crosshair.
I run back and forth between the doors, looking through each of the windows in hopes of finding Omega. After looking through half a dozen of them, I stop a the sight of Doctor Emerie. Flinging the door open, I head inside and she doesn't seem surprised to see me. "Where's Omega?" I point my blaster at her immediately assuming the worse. She raises her hands up in surrender "I sent her down the hall, to help a friend." I narrow my eyes at her not fully believing her story. "Let me get that tracker off you, so you can get away." She slowly moves towards me and I lower my blaster.
"Who is Omega helping?" My lack of patience dripping from my words as she undoes the tracker from my ankle. "CC-9902, you guys call him Tech." My heart drops into my stomach and my blood begins to boil with anger. I raise the blaster aiming it in her face. "Don't fuck with me...I watched him die..." Doctor Emerie shakes her head, "One of our patrols found him. He was still alive so we brought him here. He's just down the hall, room—"
Before she can finish, I race out the doors and down the hall. Blue is standing outside one of the doors eyeing me. Cautiously I look through the window and sure enough Tech is laying in the bed just through the doors. My heart is pounding in my chest, tears well up in my eyes as I push the doors open entering the room. Omega is as his bed side along with Crosshair. "Raven! Tech's alive but he's in a coma." I feel like I'm frozen in place, replaying the events of that day in vivid detail. Blue pops his head in the door "Guys we need to get going now!"
"Not without him" Crosshair snaps. Coming back to reality, I start barking orders "Omega get him unhooked." She immediately gets to work unplugging the machines, "Emerie said he's stable but she's not sure when or if he will wake up." I start digging through the supply closets in the room and find a bag, stuffing medical supplies into it. Blue goes to pick up Tech but Crosshair stops him "I've got him." I look over my shoulder and see the stare down happening, the air getting more and more tense.
"Blue, gather some of the clones. We are going to need an escort" I try breaking the tension. Blue nods at me and reaches a hand towards Crosshair. Handing the blaster to Blue, he picks up Tech, tossing him over his shoulder. Blue heads out the doors before us. I turn to Crosshair placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder, "When we get out of here, we get somewhere safe and check on Tech." Glancing back at Omega, she nods her agreement. The three of us head out into the hallway.
We make our way to the lift which is now been taken over by some of the other clones. Blue instructs them to get us to the armory.
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Reaching the armory was very easy considering a majority of the clones had cleared the way for us. As we enter, Crosshair lays Tech on one of the tables before searching for gear. I stop and take a moment to process the events of the day, my head pounding. A comforting hand falls on my shoulder and I glance over to see Blue with a concerned look on his face. "I'm alright I swear" I reassure him. He nods and joins Crosshair in digging through weapons.
The chaos in the room is suddenly drowned out by the throbbing in my left temple. Squeezing my eyes shut, I reach my left hand to my head and use my right one to steady myself on the table. Pushing through, I open my eyes and give the room a once over to see if there is anything of use to me. Opting to protect the vital parts, I grab a storm trooper chest and back plate, attaching them to me.
"Here." I look over my shoulder and find Crosshair handing me a blaster. Giving him a small smile and nod, I take it before heading for the door. Crosshair, Omega, Blue, and a small handful of clones are behind me, I stop and spin around. "Look, this is going to be the hardest fight yet....I hope to see you all on the other side." A clone I've not had the pleasure of meeting comes forward "Ma'am, we survived the Clone Wars and the Empire so far. We can survive this too." Tears begin to pool in the corners of my eyes but I pull myself together and nod, "To the shuttles then."
The group of us runs through the currently empty hallways back to the lift that takes us to the landing pad. Before the doors even open, blaster fire can be heard and the smell of it in the air. Taking a deep breath, I steady myself before nodding to the clone to open the doors. He nods back and the doors slide open revealing the long rows of shuttles but what catches my attention are the bodies.
Piling off the lift behind cover, a clone hollers out of no where, "Blue! We are taking heavy casualties!" I immediately scan the landing pad for anything to help. My eyes land on a few gunships tucked between the rows of shuttles. "There!" Blue follows the direction I'm pointing. "If you can get some men to those gunships, they can use the cannons to push them back!" He nods and gives orders to a group of clones.
I glance over to make sure Omega and Crosshair are near me. "Alright. We get Tech to a shuttle and worry about the rest once we are in hyperspace." Crosshair nods but Omega looks scared. Placing a hand on her shoulder I get down on her level to try to comfort her "We'll get through this together. I need you're help, Crosshair has to carry Tech so I need you to watch our back, okay Om'ika?" Omega straightens up and puffs out her chest "let's do this."
Agreeing to get to the closet shuttle possible, Blue hands me a comlink "Here. I'm going for a gunship. Stay in contact." I take the com, stuffing it into the pocket of my pants "V'ore (thanks)." Breaking cover, Omega and I take out a few troopers who fire at us. Crosshair makes it the shuttle and lowers the ramp before climbing on. "Omega go!" I yell as storm troopers begin pouring in from Maker knows where. "I'm not leaving you alone out here!" She sasses back.
Sighing, I grab the com link out of my pocket "Blue, Blue come in. It's Raven. We need some cover fire!" There a pause for a moment while we wait for a response. The link comes alive with a breathy voice and blaster fire in the back ground "On it. I just need a minute." Omega and I exchange a look and theres a few moments of silence, as we continue to keep the storm troopers back.
A sudden explosion causes us to duck back behind our cover. "Alright should be all clear" Blue's voice comes from my pocket. Peaking over the crates, I see that for the time being we are clear. "Get to the shuttle" I holler at Omega. She immediately does as shes told and takes off up the ramp of the shuttle with me hot on her heels.
"Crosshair! Get us in the air! Omega, with Tech!" Reaching the top of the ramp I quickly close it behind me. The shuttles takes off and I made my way towards the cockpit. "Raven....we have a problem" Crosshair sounds worried. That can't be good. Looking at the control panel of the ship I can see that something's got a lock on our shuttle. "Osik (Shit)" I mutter under my breath, pulling out the com link to comm Blue.
"Blue, Raven again. Something got a lock on us, can you shoot it down?"
"Working on it!"
We watch as a gunship being piloted by likely him zooms over head. Racing to the back I drop the ramp enough so that I can see and shoot if need be. I'm horrified by the sight in front of me. Three ships against one, there's no way that ends well. the gunships who I'm assuming is Blue, takes out one of the ships, creating a fireball. One ship is behind him still and the other firing at us.
The shuttle moves in a sudden violent maneuver to avoid the bolts. "Keep it steady!" I yell, trying to balance myself. Taking a few shots at the ship still perusing us, unfortunately I miss.
"Raven..." My stomach drops at his tone is a more somber one. "I’ve got 2 more gunships on approach. We can’t fight them all! You need to get out of here!”
“We aren’t leaving you!”
“You gave us clones a chance we didn't think we were going get...I'm going to repay you for that by making sure you get out of here..."
A lump forms in my throat and tears threaten to fall. This life was never fair to them.
Wiping the tears from my eyes I watch as Blue's ship takes out the one in front of him, with two more ships come into view.
“Crosshair, Get us into space and get ready to make the jump!”
As our shuttle suddenly changes angle, I hold on to the cargo net with one hand and try shooting out the back to help Blue but to no avail. He takes out another ship before taking fire from one of the others. “Osik (shit)…cannons are down” me mumbles under his breath, but still loud enough his com picks it up.
In a single maneuver, he turns his ship 180 degrees so he’s facing the others head on before engaging full thrusters and hitting the first one causing the one behind it to also crash. The three ships go up in a fireball that grows smaller and smaller as the ramp closes.
Turning around to head towards the cockpit, I see Omega standing there as if she watched the whole thing. Both of us stand there in silence staring at one another. The shuttle jolts like we are entering hyperspace.
Next Chapter (stay tuned)
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Webgott White Collar AU - Featuring Web as a criminal consultant, Speirs as his handler, and Lieb as his very complicated ex/nemesis. Background Speirton.
He was out of plays. Short of slipping his cuffs and probably getting shot in the back as he ran, there was nothing more he could do. What window of time he had, he had wasted on this.
"Got the place surrounded?" He asked instead.
He sounded flat, even to his own ear. Scuffed patent leather creaked as Special Agent Speirs crouched beside him.
"You know it," he told Web. "If I ask before the cavalry comes, will you give me an honest answer?"
Web finally lifted his head, hoping whatever redness remained in his eyes could be explained away as sleeplessness. He raised his eyebrows at Speirs to continue.
"They're going to give you four more years for this. If they're lenient. Halfway through your sentence, a possible parole hearing coming up… what the hell was all of this in aid of?"
Hands tightening around the neck of the bottle, Web shook his head. His knuckles went white around the dark glass and he sniffed, putting it down on the floor and rolling it away with a hard push. It made it all the way to the other side of the room, where it collided with the wall with a crack of glass. The sound seemed to bury itself deep in Web's brain, like something there had been broken too.
"Nothing. Nothing at all."
Pacrim au - Pacific Rim AU, OC-Centric, multiple background pairings and ensemble cast.
“They’re closing the training school.”
Natalie didn’t react, and waited for him to continue. He wasn’t like Nix, who had a way of luring you into whatever he was trying to tell you. Winters was direct, concise. Everything he said, he chose for a purpose.
“We had our last batch of replacements last spring. Most of them ended up working around the Pacific breach.”
How many of them are even left? Natalie wanted to ask.
“So now we’re doing what we can. Calling in old favors. Bringing back old pilots. Anyone who still wants to help.”
Slowly, Natalie looked up.
“The hell kind of help do you think I’d be?” She asked bitterly.
Winters’ expression never flickered. There was little wonder how he’d become the poster-boy for the American Jaeger program, aside from his combat experience and level-headed leadership. He looked like every propaganda poster Natalie had ever seen, all stoic dignity and quiet, patriotic, confidence. Once, she had clung to it. Now it tasted like blood and seawater.
“I think I have Jaegers with no pilots, and pilots wasting themselves by carrying around guilt for things out of their control.” That unshakeable mask softened. “I think I have what’s left of White Horse taking up a bay in my Shatterdome until her surviving pilot tells me what to do with her.”
It hurt to hear its name said out loud again, after so long. Something sharp and hot pricked at the back of Natalie’s eyes.
“I can’t Drift,” she whispered, shaking her head. “I can’t do it, Dick, I can’t let nobody in there again. I can’t risk it.”
The Boxer (T/S) - OC-Centric, pre-canon slice of life
“The children are asleep. They all crawled into our bed, though, so I think we will have to sleep in theirs,” Sylvie laughed softly.
“I can sleep in my chair,” Thomas offered.
Her smile slipped, and Thomas felt the misstep, even though he didn’t understand it.
“Are you hurt?” Sylvie asked.
“No. Not badly, anyhow. Just some bruises.”
She made an unhappy clicking noise with her tongue and moved forward to help him out of his coat. He did his best not to wince as he raised his arms and shrugged the heavy, woolen, overcoat into her hands. As she hung it up, she dipped into the pocket he always kept the winnings in and drew them out. It wasn’t much, but it was more than they would have without it, and Thomas let himself feel some small measure of pride as it was deposited into the empty coffee can they kept their savings in.
It would feed his children, keep a roof over their heads, put shoes on their feet and send them to school. That was worth a few bruises.
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profiles. the chaos within
THE CHAOS WITHIN (@/thchswthn) | account status: inactive, seoul high's iconic band from batch '16 that consists of famous former troublemakers from five classes of year 9, formed by the teachers to compete with other schools as a punishment for them, the members start to enjoy it after winning a local competition, the band went through disbandment after the members graduated
"do you see now? i always win at the end. what jae wants, jae gets. i'm not scared of them, they're scared of me."
AHN HYUNJAE (@/ahnyj & @/lvngwithu) | '00 liner; she gets chosen to join the band because of her "ultimate" scheme: videotaped a teacher who was grooming a first year (whose face was blurred and voice distorted for privacy); the teacher got fired, got his teaching license revoked, and humiliated to the whole campus; she gets the position of the band's lead vocalist because all the other position was already taken (she just joined for the fun of it, not because she's scared of getting expelled or suspended), her answer when gets asked why she "humiliated a teacher (who was loved by many)": "i just did what was right and i'm always right."; the other band members expected her to become a teacher knowing how good she led the group the moment they met each other
"i bet you bitches didn't see that coming. next time, don't you ever come for lily again or else i may not be so nice for the second time."
OH HAEWON (@/lifesizeteddy) | '00 liner; she gets chosen to join the band because she punched the bully of her gf lily whose lunch money was getting stolen and getting shoved against the lockers; the bully faced a month of community service and detention; chose the bassist and vocalist position since she knows how a bass guitar works thanks to her older brother who plays one and can sing very well according to her gf (she joined the band because lily asked her to do it); her response when the principal asked her why she did it: "i've had enough."; surprised everyone by becoming a doctor
"you guys started this and i just finished it. if i were you, i would be scared right now."
BAE JINSOL (@/baejibae) | '00 liner; she gets chosen to join the band because she beat a group of students up who were bullying the school librarian; the librarian was the sweetest people she knows in the campus; chose the lead guitarist position because she grew up playing an electric guitar (she joined the band to avoid getting expelled and not get her girlfriend sullyoon worried); her response when the principal interrogated her why she punched the bully: "you cannot blame me for your actions. my hands just moved on their own."; the others don't know how she became a chef when she was banned in the kitchen after that one time in seonghwa's apartment.
"other people's lack of common sense makes me stop and think for a moment. i can't believe people like them exist."
JUNG WOOYOUNG (@/wowyng) | '99 liner, he gets chosen to join the band after he leaked mr. kim's flirty and provocative messages with another teacher from other school when he's married, the teacher got fired along with his mistress as wooyoung apologized to the wife who surprised him by thanking him for freeing her from her now abusive ex-husband, chose the position as the lead guitarist because he looks good while playing an electric guitar (he joined the band to avoid getting his mother worried about him), his response when mr. kim interrogated him why he leaked the messages: "bro, that's your wife. why would it be my fault that you cheated on her? the fuck?"; his quick thinking skills and memorization skills make him a great lawyer and thus, why he chose to be one
"don't ever show your face to me again, or you'll end up visiting the hospital for the second time."
PARK SEONGHWA (@/hwow) | '99 liner, he gets chosen after beating a group of bullies up with a bat for threatening the elderlies living near the campus, the students got expelled and tarnished their parents' reputation while he walks out of the principal's office with a smirk, chose the position as the band's drummer because he knows how to play the instrument and certainly not because he likes to hit something (he joined the band as per the elderlies' requests), his response after the parents of battered students asked him why he did it: "let me guess, they didn't tell you what they did? ...oh? then let me be the one to tell."; engineering isn't exactly a foreign profession to work in, but for seonghwa? who likes to destroy something? it sure does.
taglist (open!): @awkwardtoafault ,
disclaimer: i DO NOT ENCOURAGE the violent acts they do even they are right and i changed some of the birth years to fit the scenario
spawns of satan | masterlist | the flowers in the meadow
#eventuallyaugust#kpop ggs#try again oc: ahn hyunjae#try again smau#try again#the chaos within#try again: the chaos within#kim minju smau#kim minju x reader#kim minju x oc
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"What's going on?" When Slice proposed to Wilhelm, Please!
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It had been about a year since Terrence was overthrown by Reginald. The clan was still sort of picking up the pieces after what happened during those past few years. With all that in mind, It made Slice wonder...
...Was now really the right time to do this?
Now, Slice was never known to be the nervous type. He always leaped into any battle or raid with confidence, Machete in hand and a grin on his face.
But after the raid that killed many beloved Toppats like Caly and Crusher, Not helping that he completely snapped at Terrence and even threatened him afterwards, Slice took a more backseat role in the clan for his own sake. Although, If anybody asked, He would say it was because of the scar he got on his face that same day.
Slice had been through many hardships in his life that changed him, And that was honestly what he was worried about. He looked at the small box in his hand, What if he wasn't the same person that Wilhelm loved anymore? What if he says no?
Besides joining the clan itself, Wilhelm was one of the best things that had ever happened to Slice. Wilhelm had directly asked Slice to help him improve his English, Which they spent a lot of free time together doing.
Between that and doing heists together, The two began to get really close, Eventually falling in love.
Slice took a deep breath to ground himself. He wasn't gonna back out now! He hid the box behind his back and walked to the cafeteria.
Wilhelm was sitting in said cafeteria finishing his lunch. He saw Slice walking over and smiled. "Good afternoon, Meine Liebe. I hope your paperwork has not been too taxing today." "N-No, It hasn't." Slice tried to keep his cool. "I just got finished with a huge batch, I have the rest of the day off."
"Wunderbar! I was actually wondering..." Wilhelm started to blush. "If we could spend the rest of the day together..." Slice nodded, But his hands began to shake. "I-I'd love to! B-But... I wanna ask you something first. C-Could you stand up real quick though?"
Wilhelm gave Slice a curious look before standing up. "What would you like to ask me?"
Slice took a few shaky breaths. "W-Wilhelm, I know things have been a bit shaky in the clan recently. Terrence just got dethroned not long ago and we're all still adjusting to Reggie's leadership, So I don't know if this is the best time but..."
His face turned red from both nerves and blushing. "I-I love you so much. You've made me so happy in spite of everything that's happened. Th-That's why I wanted to know."
Wilhelm looked down in surprise when he saw Slice going down on one knee. "What is... Going on..?" Slice pulled out the box and opened it, Revealing a ring with a gold band and a red sunstone in the center.
"Wilhelm Krieghaus, Will you marry me?"
Wilhelm stood in stunned silence for a second before tears began falling down his face. "Ja..! Ja, Schatz! Of course I will!"
Tears began falling down Slice's face as well before he got up and hugged Wilhelm. "Thank you! Thank you! You've made me the happiest Toppat alive!"
The two hugged for a minute before separating. Slice then gently slid the ring onto Wilhelm's finger. "You have chosen a very beautiful ring." He hummed.
"Thank you." Slice wiped a few remaining tears from his face. "Right helped me pick which one to steal. The gem's a sunstone. I chose that because well, You've been the light of my life. Like the sunrise at the end of a cold harsh night. That's probably really cheesy..." He nervously laughed.
"It is perfect." Wilhelm leaned forward and pulled Slice into a kiss. They would both finally be united as one.
(I changed the quote a bit to match Wilhelm's speech pattern)
#this ship doesn't have a name#i literally invented it#the henry stickmin collection#thsc#thsc slice#wilhelm krieghaus#jay writes#jay answers questions
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May I request "“You’re cute when you’re angry.” for anyone from the Wolfpack 🐺 or the Bad Batch 💀please? 🥺🤗 Congratulations!
Hey! Thank you so much! I hope it's okay I chose to write for Sinker (from the Wolfpack)? Sinker doesn't get enough love imo! <3
Warnings: None
“Well, maybe you should’ve joined the 501st if you wanted to ‘take it easy’.” Wolffe chastises you.
You roll your eyes as you walk away, muttering. “Maybe I should have.”
You make your way back down to the medbay to cool down, throwing yourself onto one of the cots. It’s been a rather slow day, and all your work’s been done since this morning, which is why you weren’t doing a whole lot when Commander Wolffe started in on you. Which wasn’t unheard of. You and Wolffe didn’t get along most days, but you got your jobs done.
“You and Wolffe get into it again?” Sinker’s voice fills the tent.
“Mmhm.” You mumble into the pillow.
You know it’s Sinker because he’s the only one from the Wolfpack that you’re even remotely close to.
“You know, you’re pretty cute when you’re angry.” He teases you.
You peek over at him, finding him sitting on the cot next to the one you’re laying on.
“You’re too sweet.” You smile.
“Just speaking the truth.” He leans back on the cot he’s on and rests his hands behind his head. “You should cut Wolffe some slack, though. He’s having a rough time right now.”
You roll over to your side to look at him. “Why?”
He shrugs. “Not my place to say. Just… give him a chance. For me?”
You roll your eyes, smiling. You never could say no to Sinker. “Fine.”
“Thank you.” You feel his hand pat your back.
You sit up and look at him.
“Why are you so sweet to me?” You ask him, unable to stop smiling at the silver haired man.
“Because you make it easy.” He tilts your chin slightly and starts to head out. “Meet me out back tonight. I have a surprise for you.”
Your stomach flutters at the thought and you nod, smiling at him as he leaves. Sinker is the biggest reason you stay with the 104th. As long as he’s here, you’ll be here.
#tcw sinker#wolfpack sinker#the wolfpack#tcw wolfpack#clone trooper sinker#Sinker#the clone wars#300 follower celebration
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Products sold by Temu have received mixed reviews from overseas consumers
"There are a lot of wooly people who are very difficult to deal with." Xiao Qing, who graduated with a master's degree in Arabic, joined Temu in 2023 as an after-sales customer service. Unable to endure the excessive work intensity, she chose to HE Tuber resign at the end of last year.
When she joined the company, she worked the morning shift as customer service, working from 7 a.m. to 4 p.m. But in fact, she usually can't complete her workload until the end of the day, and often has to work two hours overtime. "When encountering difficult cases, it's normal to work overtime until eight or nine o'clock."
On the one hand, the working hours are extremely long, and on the other hand, Temu attracts overseas "wool gangsters", which makes customer service a headache. "I don't want to spend time dealing with these, which is one of the reasons why I resigned. Many customer service staff were so angry that they left their jobs," Xiao Qing said.
Temu has copied Pinduoduo’s “Cut with a Knife” and other playstyles overseas, and the “refund only” function is no exception. This feature has attracted a large number of wool-gathering consumers. In addition to Temu operators, Temu merchants are the first to bear the brunt.
A Temu merchant in Shanghai encountered this situation. One day in July 2023, she stocked 100 products and put a product on the shelves in the middle of the night. At about 9 a.m. the next day, she found that the product had been sold out. Then 93 of them were "refunded only", involving an amount of 1,302 yuan. "I thought it was a huge deal, but it turned out to be a 'free prostitute' party."
Temu has aggressively attacked
the North American market and frequently resorted to "barbaric" tactics, forcing Amazon to confront it head-on.
In July 2023, WIRED magazine reported that "Temu sellers are cloning Amazon storefronts." According to dozens of cases it investigated, many Chinese Amazon sellers claimed that their product images and detail pages were stolen by Temu sellers, and they complained to Temu and requested their removal. pictures, but got no response.
In fact, as early as May 2023, the owner of the fitness equipment brand FitBeast sued Temu in the U.S. District Court for the District of Illinois for copyright infringement. It is reported that Temu sells FitBeast replicas for $5 each on its website, while the unit price on Amazon is $25.99.
Liming also pointed out that Temu buyers intentionally guide sellers to imitate Amazon’s best-selling products. However, when Amazon sellers take Temu sellers’ infringements to court, Temu will remove the products from the shelves and freeze the merchants’ funds.
Just in May 2023, Wham-O Holding, the owner of the "Frisbee" trademark, sued some Temu sellers who used "frisbee" in their product information, accusing them of trademark infringement. Immediately, the accounts and funds of about 5,000 Temu sellers were temporarily locked.
Amazon spokesperson Mira Dix said, “We strongly condemn this type of criminal behavior. If sellers believe that their product information or images on Amazon have been used elsewhere, we encourage them to contact our Counterfeit Crimes Unit. ."
The “sequelae” of low prices is difficult to solve
Feedback from many overseas Chinese on social media is that Temu’s products are very cheap, basically under $10, but they vary in quality and are prone to “mistakes”. Some people believe that Temu's household products are worth buying. "Home furnishings are consumables. Just replace them when they are worn out. There is no need to pursue perfection." The "refund only" function can also allow consumers to avoid losses.
In 2022, Temu was complained by many consumers overseas. After the "explosion" in March 2023, Temu has tightened its product quality inspection. Previously, Liming shipped a batch of ice shovels, but because some of the plastic handles were stained, the entire box was returned, and the shipping fee was deducted from the seller's account.
Low price and high quality is a false proposition. However, sellers don’t do business at a loss. He Jun, a cross-border e-commerce seller in Shenzhen, told Xiaguang News that Temu requires supply at ex-factory prices and the profits are extremely low. They can only produce products with inferior materials. "The quality inspectors are not professional. We have our own methods to let them see Don’t come out.”
Image source: App Store
Today, Temu has received 860,000 ratings in the US App Store, with an average score of 4.7 (out of 5.0), which is still excellent. In other words, although product quality is difficult to guarantee, low prices still capture the hearts of overseas consumers.
Wish, known as the "American version of Pinduoduo", had a market value of over US$11.7 billion when it went public in 2020. At one time, Wish had more than 300 million users and was once the most downloaded shopping app in the world. The Road to Fury is exactly the same as Temu.
However, the founder underestimated the importance of "quality control", lacked supervision, and the platform became chaotic and out of control. In 2021, Wish's largest market, Europe, encountered Waterloo - it was ordered to be taken off the shelves by the French authorities. Public information shows that the French Directorate General for Consumer Affairs and Fraud Control (DGCCRF) purchased more than 140 products from Wish and tested the products. Data shows that most of Wish’s products did not meet regulatory requirements at the time.
Temu should take the lessons learned from Wish seriously.
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The “sequelae” of low prices is difficult to solve
"There are a lot of wooly people who are very difficult to deal with." Xiao Qing, who graduated with a master's degree in Arabic, joined Temu in 2023 as an after-sales customer service. Unable to endure the excessive work intensity, she chose to HE Tuber resign at the end of last year.
When she joined the company, she worked the morning shift as customer service, working from 7 a.m. to 4 p.m. But in fact, she usually can't complete her workload until the end of the day, and often has to work two hours overtime. "When encountering difficult cases, it's normal to work overtime until eight or nine o'clock."
On the one hand, the working hours are extremely long, and on the other hand, Temu attracts overseas "wool gangsters", which makes customer service a headache. "I don't want to spend time dealing with these, which is one of the reasons why I resigned. Many customer service staff were so angry that they left their jobs," Xiao Qing said.
Temu has copied Pinduoduo’s “Cut with a Knife” and other playstyles overseas, and the “refund only” function is no exception. This feature has attracted a large number of wool-gathering consumers. In addition to Temu operators, Temu merchants are the first to bear the brunt.
A Temu merchant in Shanghai encountered this situation. One day in July 2023, she stocked 100 products and put a product on the shelves in the middle of the night. At about 9 a.m. the next day, she found that the product had been sold out. Then 93 of them were "refunded only", involving an amount of 1,302 yuan. "I thought it was a huge deal, but it turned out to be a 'free prostitute' party."
Temu has aggressively attacked
the North American market and frequently resorted to "barbaric" tactics, forcing Amazon to confront it head-on.
In July 2023, WIRED magazine reported that "Temu sellers are cloning Amazon storefronts." According to dozens of cases it investigated, many Chinese Amazon sellers claimed that their product images and detail pages were stolen by Temu sellers, and they complained to Temu and requested their removal. pictures, but got no response.
In fact, as early as May 2023, the owner of the fitness equipment brand FitBeast sued Temu in the U.S. District Court for the District of Illinois for copyright infringement. It is reported that Temu sells FitBeast replicas for $5 each on its website, while the unit price on Amazon is $25.99.
Liming also pointed out that Temu buyers intentionally guide sellers to imitate Amazon’s best-selling products. However, when Amazon sellers take Temu sellers’ infringements to court, Temu will remove the products from the shelves and freeze the merchants’ funds.
Just in May 2023, Wham-O Holding, the owner of the "Frisbee" trademark, sued some Temu sellers who used "frisbee" in their product information, accusing them of trademark infringement. Immediately, the accounts and funds of about 5,000 Temu sellers were temporarily locked.
Amazon spokesperson Mira Dix said, “We strongly condemn this type of criminal behavior. If sellers believe that their product information or images on Amazon have been used elsewhere, we encourage them to contact our Counterfeit Crimes Unit. ."
Products sold by Temu have received mixed reviews from overseas consumers
Feedback from many overseas Chinese on social media is that Temu’s products are very cheap, basically under $10, but they vary in quality and are prone to “mistakes”. Some people believe that Temu's household products are worth buying. "Home furnishings are consumables. Just replace them when they are worn out. There is no need to pursue perfection." The "refund only" function can also allow consumers to avoid losses.
In 2022, Temu was complained by many consumers overseas. After the "explosion" in March 2023, Temu has tightened its product quality inspection. Previously, Liming shipped a batch of ice shovels, but because some of the plastic handles were stained, the entire box was returned, and the shipping fee was deducted from the seller's account.
Low price and high quality is a false proposition. However, sellers don’t do business at a loss. He Jun, a cross-border e-commerce seller in Shenzhen, told Xiaguang News that Temu requires supply at ex-factory prices and the profits are extremely low. They can only produce products with inferior materials. "The quality inspectors are not professional. We have our own methods to let them see Don’t come out.”
Image source: App Store
Today, Temu has received 860,000 ratings in the US App Store, with an average score of 4.7 (out of 5.0), which is still excellent. In other words, although product quality is difficult to guarantee, low prices still capture the hearts of overseas consumers.
Wish, known as the "American version of Pinduoduo", had a market value of over US$11.7 billion when it went public in 2020. At one time, Wish had more than 300 million users and was once the most downloaded shopping app in the world. The Road to Fury is exactly the same as Temu.
However, the founder underestimated the importance of "quality control", lacked supervision, and the platform became chaotic and out of control. In 2021, Wish's largest market, Europe, encountered Waterloo - it was ordered to be taken off the shelves by the French authorities. Public information shows that the French Directorate General for Consumer Affairs and Fraud Control (DGCCRF) purchased more than 140 products from Wish and tested the products. Data shows that most of Wish’s products did not meet regulatory requirements at the time.
Temu should take the lessons learned from Wish seriously.
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fake dating — genshin hcs ⸝⸝
꩜ warning[s]: n/a!
𖥻 synopsis: they ask you if you can pretend to be together for some reason, in reality they just really like you <3
ᜊ characters: tohma, yoimiya, childe, kaeya
though he’s very flirty with people even when they’re just friends he was hoping he’d be able to charm you so he didn’t have to go through the long process of wooing you
it was a pleasant star-filled night at dawn winery, the knights were celebrating some sort of victory which you couldn’t exactly focus on when THE kaeya alberich was being overly touchy with you
whilst the aroma of rich alcohol intoxicated the air, kaeya’s very drunk and hazy brain decided to ask you to start “fake-dating”, said it was because he was blabbing about having a lover last time at the bar
and you wouldn’t let your beloved friend be stuck in shame and embarrassment after people found out he made such a lie, would you?
you agreed since hey, he’s hot, you’re hot - no one would suspect anything plus you’ve been friends for quite a while
however, when he sobered up he never wanted to join his dad ever more so than now- i’m sorry for that joke — quietly sobbed in his office until returning to normal
now this whole fake dating thing just made kaeya more overly dramatic in his affection towards you like; emphasising special nicknames or terms of endearment, slinging an arm around your shoulder randomly or slipping his hands down your waist when you’re speaking with someone
it was all extremely sweet but that honey-like yearning trickled into starfell lake when he remembered it was all for show because of something his drunk self said
gives up with the whole ordeal after a couple of weeks, eventually managing to write you a letter that confessed his love to you and that it was real all this time he just refused to admit it
she invited you over to watch the firework festival with her! there’s nothing better than sharing her creations with the ones she loves most <3
made sure the spot reserved for you both held meaning and purpose, so she chose the place where both of you fatefully met - coincidentally it had a brilliant view of the show
the place was way decorated for it to pass off as a simple friendly get-together, at least that’s what the old folks in the town next to the place whispered on about
when the time of the festival came and she took you to that place the shock and happiness on your face was vivid with the way your mouth hang agape and your palms rested on your cheeks, before you could thank her, an old couple walked by and complimented you two claiming you were an extremely cute couple <33
yoimiya would never in millions of moons dare to shatter the hopes of people so she just smiled, nodded and never corrected them for misunderstanding the situation
you on the other hand could feel your face heat up like the flames over her vision, yet yoimiya looked unnaturally calm. finally, you both sat down next to each other and watched the wonderful array of fireworks that boomed into the sky with splashing vibrant colours
days pass by and the ongoing comments of your relationship with yoimiya spread around the town amongst the elders - it wasn't that you were unhappy since cmon it’s yoimiya but you just wished it was at least true
i mean it came kinda true lol- whilst she was preparing a new batch of fireworks for the next display, she finally spluttered out that she wants to pursue a ‘fake relationship’ to make the townspeople happy :’)
whenever you visited or walked by the town, they would always congratulate you, tell you to keep each other safe, to stay happy and sappy things like that
it was too much for yoimiya’s poor heart to handle, therefore the next step of the plan - yes this was all orchestrated by ayaka and tohma - was to genuinely confess preferably under that same special spot
which yoimiya did, though she was forced, her real confession came out rather jumbled but you got the general idea of her words, fake dating no more <33
absolute cheeky menace
claimed his entire plan was correlated with fatui work but the constant struggle to keep in a giggle when you were forced to call each other terms of endearment showed he was enjoying this too much for it to be professional
childe was finally back in his hometown in snezhnaya, trying to find some comfort in his family for a while before he heads off to the..abyss of the real cruel world once again
and he brought you along!! bc you guys are besties #4liferzz and his family loves you and you love them so it would be a shame to not go visit
they misjudged your guys’ relationship every time you came over to visit, so having to claim their judgment was correct for quite some time made the family smile telling you that he’s picked a real gem :))
one of the positives of the fake dating thing is that his family will share any and every embarrassing photo and or story of his with you
teucer would snitch to childe i hate kids bruh but he could never get vocally upset about it when he saw the complaisant smile that adorned your face, and the melodic sound of your laugh made his shame all the worth it
way too eager with the ideas of public affection, he’s faked multiple kisses with you before in front of his family to make the act all the more believable, even you couldn’t deny the fact your heart threatened to beat out of your chest if he did anything like that again
yes you were most definitely falling for him <3 he was already head over heels for you so seeing a glimpse of what you guys could be makes his heart flutter
you couldn’t bear to keep up the ‘fake’ dating act anymore after a small conversation you had with some of his siblings
they all praised you and thanked you for making their brother happy, they said he always talks about you with the biggest grin on his face <33
after a nice, heartwarming dinner with his family you shoved him aside to a private location where you wouldn’t be disturbed and you begged the tsaritsa quietly that you weren’t getting mis-signals
obviously you weren’t so when childe heard the words “i like you” come out of your pretty lips he couldn’t help but snatch you into a loving kiss <333
“i’m glad i didn’t have to drag this stupid ‘fake dating’ stuff out, but it was worth it just for this moment.” stupid idiot i love him
no proper banner for this breedable man either-
90 day fiancé where he’s a wanted convict and you’re his bestfriend that has to shelter him from the authorities—
ok but seriously, considering the fact he’s wanted by the decree and the archon of eternity herself, it’s highly unlikely he’ll be willing to put you in danger like that
so let’s just say this all happened before he met traveler-
you were having another hotpot night with ayaka and tohma to celebrate the end of the week, a lot of laughs and smiles were shared among the three of you throughout the night
somehow the conversation tripped off to the topic of relationships and dating - which then lead tohma to asking you if you could fake date just for the experience
did it hurt? absolutely but you would do anything for your bestie =‘(
not much changed to be honest, tohma was a bit too flustered to act upon anything that even terms of endearment that used to be a normal thing for you two became more uncommon
this man literally loves you and he’s never wanted to drown in sakura sake for his own stupidity more than ever - why would he ask to fake date you instead of just asking you out -?/?!2!
it was better than nothing (_ _’) but he just wanted more than light hand touches and short lovesick gazes at one another during lunch and you were more than happy to give it to him :)
tohma couldn’t handle his harboured feelings any longer than 3 weeks, so after that time period he abruptly confessed his love to you during dinner <3
©IHEARTGANYU do not copy, steal or repost <33
notes: yoimiya <333333
#i’m going to start writing for tears of themis bc like#vyn & marius literally have my hearts rn#oh yh i love heaven officials blessing omg#genshin x reader#genshin x gnreader#kaeya x reader#yoimiya x reader#childe x reader#tartaglia x reader#genshin#tohma x reader#thoma x reader
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