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zoeykallus · 7 months

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Hey hey, dear queen! If you have the time and energy, would you mind writing about Fem!Reader being stressed/burned out with Crosshair. Maybe she works a job + the work she is doing with the batch. She's cranky out of energy and when Crosshair complains about that, she snaps/has a breakdown of sorts? How would he react? I wouldn't mind if you did the rest of the batchers in this scenario too, but I know you got much on your plate right now, so I picked my favorite 😊 thanks dear!

Aloha!

Oh dear, you have no idea how relatable this is for me these days 😵

I do have a lot on my plate, that's true. And I'm really late with all the requests, I'm sorry. Hm, let me see...

The Bad Batch x Reader - Burnout

Warnings: Hurt/Comfort/Burnout

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Life is especially tough right now, with multiple jobs, little to no free time, and too little sleep. This not only affects the body, but also the mood. Of course, your Batcher notices that something is wrong with you.

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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>Master List<

Hunter

"What's wrong with you? You're so tense and impatient."

The way you quickly turn to look at him makes him pause, startled. Hunter is frozen in his movement and if you weren't so tense, you might find this sight, this moment, amusing.

You finally sigh and say, "I'm tired, and I want to finish here, stop dawdling."

Hunter frowns and resumes normal posture.

"We usually spend longer time loading equipment, chatting and stuff, don't we? Spend time together. When did you stop caring about that?"

He looks crestfallen, and you're sorry for reacting so harshly.

"Hunter, I have more jobs than just this one, I barely have any free time and I just want to go home today, as much as I usually enjoy spending this time here with you. If I miss public transportation again, I'm going to sit around here even longer."

Hunter blinks then sighs softly, of course he understands.

"You're going to break yourself" he says reprovingly and takes the box you just picked up from you, puts it down and reaches for your arm.

Hunter pulls you with him to his speeder.

"We're not done yet," you say, protesting.

"You're done here, I can do the rest on my own," he insists, getting on and waving you over, "Come on, jump on, I'll give you a ride home."

"But-"

"No arguments, get on."

You do as you're told and mumble a small thank you to him, ashamed that you've been barking at him.

You hear him laugh softly and say, "No problem, now hold on tight".

Echo

You don't even have to tell him that you are overworked, he already knows that you have more than one job and that you don't sleep enough. The reproachful look he gives you slowly drives you crazy.

"What's your problem, Echo? Why the hell are you looking at me like that all the time?"

He snorts and says, "I'm waiting for you to keel over at any moment."

Surprised, you pause.

"What?"

"You want me to spell it out? You heard me the first time."

You grab his arm and turn him around to face you as he continues to work.

"Excuse me, mister, what's your problem?"

He pulls away, grabs you by your upper arms and urges you onto a crate, so you can sit down. Echo looks at you so urgently that you forget for a long moment how your voice actually works.

"You need to quit one of your jobs, you can't go on like this. You have rings under your eyes, you're agitated and restless, you seem rushed and overtired. I hope you don't quit this one, but one has to go. Eventually you'll fold, and the thought of you beating yourself up like that makes me angry - that's my problem."

Echo will not back down, no matter how you squirm and argue. He means well and is extremely stubborn and unyielding about it. Don't get into big discussions, you can't win against Echo.

Wrecker

He doesn't notice it as quickly as Echo, but he will notice it. Of course, he's concerned and gets to the bottom of it.

"You want to tell me what's going on with you?" he asks you as you load the equipment.

You look at him questioningly and pick up the next box.

"What's supposed to be going on?"

Wrecker shrugs his broad shoulders and says, "Well, you seem really beat, tired. You're slower than usual, your eyes are all small, so either you've taken some drugs or you've barely slept."

You sigh softly and laugh humorlessly.

"I don't do drugs"

"That's what I thought" Wrecker says directly "So you're not sleeping enough, because you've been having that a lot lately"

"Yeah, my second job is more demanding than I thought"

"A second job huh?"

You nod and grab the next box, but Wrecker takes it out of your hand.

"Today I'm doing this alone" he says sternly.

"But-"

"Don't argue, you're overworked," he growls.

"But-"

"No, not today."

Wrecker will take as much off your hands as he can, but he'll also point out that you're only one person, and can't work for three.

"If you're short on credits we can pool, but credits won't do you any good at all if you wreck yourself."

Tech

He stops in the middle of your work and watches you. Suddenly you hear him sigh. When you look at him, he shakes his head. You are overtired, feeling drained, and already feel that you have no patience today, but you look at him and ask as calmly as you can, "What is it, Tech?"

He shakes his head again and says, "You are particularly slow and sluggish today, our teamwork is not very effective today thanks to you."

Somewhat tense, you say, "My deepest apologies," and continue working.

Tech frowns, adjusts his goggles with his right index finger and asks, "That sounded irritated. Are you irritated?"

You suppress a sigh and say as neutrally as possible, knowing he's not to blame for your condition, "I'm trying not to be."

"So you are?"

Now you do sigh and put down the box of equipment you just picked up.

"Yes, Tech. Can we move on now, please?"

Tech blinks a few times, then resumes. He tries not to tease you further or ask questions for now. But after work, on his way to the barracks, he passes the public transportation stop where he sees you sitting. You are sitting next to the station, your face in your hands. As he gets closer, he hears you sobbing softly. You look up startled from reddened eyes as he says your name.

"What are you doing here?" he asks, puzzled.

"Missed my ride. Now I'm sitting here for an hour, an hour I can't get back."

Tech blinks and asks, "And that's a reason to cry?"

"When you have multiple jobs, no free time, and barely any time to sleep, yes, that is a reason to cry"

His brows move up in surprise.

"Hence the sluggishness and irritability, now I understand the connections, I had wondered" he says quietly.

"Good for you," you say dryly.

Tech disappears for a moment, not two minutes later, however, he is back with his speeder.

"May I offer to drive you home?"

You wipe the tears from your face and laugh.

"That would be awesome, Tech"

As you climb up behind him, he says, "You need to cut back, get rid of at least one of the jobs"

"You say that so easily"

Tech raises his famous finger and says, "How about we sit down at your place and work it all out, find a better option for you?"

You yawn but nod, "Yeah, that might not be a bad idea"

"It is, after all, one of my ideas"

Crosshair

You've been tense all the time today, giving curt answers and even seeming a bit disoriented now and then, as if you had to rearrange yourself. Crosshair observes this critically for quite a while, but says nothing at first. But when you try to put the wrong clip into the blaster for the third time, he's had enough.

"What the hell is wrong with you? That's the wrong mag!"

Crosshair takes the magazine out of your hand and gives you the right one.

You snort in annoyance and say, "Happens to everyone."

"No," he insists, "You usually know these things off the top of your head."

You snap back, "I'm just tired, okay, just let me get on with it"

"You've been beside yourself all day" Crosshair grumbles.

You lower the gun belt you were about to equip and say, "It's just a shitty day today"

"Why?"

"I'm tired"

"You said that already. But why is that? Bad dreams or something?"

He can tell you're about to snap, he's just not sure yet if you're going to fold or freak out. Of course, he notices how hard it is for you to keep it together.

"I have several jobs, not just this one," you finally admit, "Lots of work, hardly any sleep. Every single one of these jobs is pretty demanding in one way or another. My batteries just don't charge anymore"

"Then you have to quit at least one job. It doesn't work like that, you can't go on like that in the long run."

You throw your arms in the air and say, "But I need the credits"

"So you're in a financial bind?"

You pull your shoulders up helplessly.

"Still can't go on like this, you're going to drop dead on me here one of these days, and I'm not cleaning up the mess".

You laugh softly and say, "How empathetic."

"Shall we go over your finances together? Maybe I'll see something you overlooked, a loophole, or a better option in general"

You are so moved, you could almost cry.

"Okay, now don't start crying," Crosshair says immediately, "It's just paperwork, I didn't propose or anything."

You laugh again and finally nod.

"Okay, I'd like to accept that offer."

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latinachiquita · 1 year

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Hi all! I worked on my Bingo card right before the show started! Im attaching a blank version if y’all want to make your own :) *please tag me if you do so I can see your predictions!*

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bamfahsoka · 1 year

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Change of Fate: Chapter 2

No warnings for this chapter👍

Relationship: Wolffe x Female Reader

*Image from Google Images*

After your holocall with the 104th, you and Rex went back to the Medbay to check on Kix's progress. When you walked in, you saw Kix trying to decipher Tup's test results at his desk. You walked over to Kix, and he stood up at attention.

"General"

"At Ease Kix, you know I don't care about the formalities. How's our boy doing? Have we learned anything new?

With a heavy sigh, he says

"Unfortunately, not much. Scans are not picking anything up. I would need a much more advanced scanner to get more comprehensive results, but the scanner I would need is only on Kamino.

" I don't want him anywhere near Kamino or the long-necks. We need to learn as much as we can as quietly as we can. No report of the incident has been submitted yet, and I'm going to keep it that way as long as possible. The second the GAR or Senate finds out about this our opportunity to investigate on our own is over" you stated. It was your turn to sigh.

Rex then voiced the question, you all were asking yourselves.

"But…How do we get more detailed scans without a more advanced scanner?"

It is then that you come up with the half hazard plan of using the Force to see into Tup's brain, and hopefully find the source of his manic behavior. You've made it a personal policy to never look into people's private thoughts and space, especially the Clones. However, you were limited on time and options.

"Theoretically I could use the Force to lock on to the cause of his episode and 'scan' that specific area, in much finer detail." You said hesitantly.

You continued with an uncharacteristic small voice.

" However, that would be a huge invasion of his private space, and I would never want to take that away from any of you."

Rex and Kix look at each other. Rex was the first to speak.

" While we appreciate your concern, and are forever grateful for your ongoing support of the clones, we can pretty confidently tell you that he would rather you look into his mind, than risk hurting you or anyone else. "

You looked over to Kix. And he nodded in agreement.

"OK then…Lets get to work before the sedative wears off. Kix, you'll monitor vitals, and monitor the screens to see if anything pops up. Rex, I'll be completely defenseless while connected to Tup, I'll need you to watch my back if he wakes up and decides he wants me dead again."

" Always General."

You put your good hand on his shoulder and give him an appreciative look.

"Last piece of the puzzle is getting help from our favorite ARC troopers. "

You press the broadcast button on your comm and call Fives and Echo to the Medbay for security, to not let anyone in the medbay. You'll need as much quiet as possible in order to concentrate.

After everyone understood the plan, you took your position at Tup's head. You took your arm out of the sling and put your hands on either side of Tup's head. You drew on the surrounding Force and went into a meditative state. You released all your emotions and turbulent thoughts into the Force, so you could focus solely on mapping out Tup's brain. You tried to bring anything foreign or damaging to the surface of his mind, so you could follow it back to its source. Moving slowly so as to not agitate him unnecessarily, you scan every fiber and neural pathway. Finally, you see one strand that seems damaged. It looks as if it's corroded from long term exposure to something horrible. You decide to gently pull on the strand and let it guide you deeper into Tup's brain. You're getting close to your limit, but you have to push on to help Tup. You come to where that poor damaged strand led you, and you can't help but jump at what your mind's eye is seeing. All of a sudden, you hear a distant beeping and some commotion around you. Confident you found what you were looking for, you slowly withdrew yourself from Tup's mind. As you came back to yourself you collapsed. You struggled to open your eyes, but did manage to hear Kix say she did it, we can remove it before losing consciousness.

You have no idea how long you've been unconscious in the medbay. But when you open your eyes, you wince at the bright lights above you. As your vision clears, you are pleasantly surprised to see Wolffe sitting by your side. He's hunched over with his face in his hands. With as much sarcasm and wit you could muster, you said

"I would say 'hey handsome', but I can't see your face."

He jumped at your voice. His head shot up, and his eyes darted to yours. It's then that the fearful expression you saw on his face when you got shot came back in full force.

" C'yare! I- I mean Y/N." He desperately tried to correct himself.

You had heard the term a few times among the men, but never learned what it meant. You tried to sit up, but were instantly reminded that you were shot not too long ago. Wolffe moved to help you sit up. You had noticed that your attempt to lighten the mood had little effect, so you took a more comforting approach. You gently grabbed his hand and looked into his warm and worried amber eyes.

"Hey, not that I'm not happy about it, but what are you doing here?" You asked sweetly.

"Once Rex contacted the Triumphant, about you passing out after your journey into Tup's brain, which General Plo was not a fan of by the way, I may have suggested that I come on board to help Rex, as an additional commanding officer. At least until you were cleared for duty."

"Uh huh. Well, you don't need to worry. We'll figure out this whole Tup thing together. Once we do, we can make sure that nothing like this ever happens to any one of your brothers again, " you encouraged.

At the mention of Tup, his eyes moved to your injured shoulder, and his jaw clenched. His face went from a combination of fear and relief, to one of frustration and desperation.

" Y/N I know, but you've been pretty hell bent on dying lately which goes against the 'together' part of that plan!" Wolffe lectured

"Wolffe…" As a reflex you withdraw your hand. You're surprised by his outburst, but you know that it stems from concern.

Kix came over with a sense of authority that rivaled the Commander's own. Kix truly was in his element here in the medbay.

"Commander, I will not allow you to lecture my patients. If you can not calm down, I'll be forced to ask you to leave."

You saw Wolffe try to contain his emotions, and decided it was in everyone's best interest if you tried to diffuse the situation.

"It's not a problem Kix, Commander Wolffe is just concerned for everyone's safety. I'm ok really, If it's ok with you, I'd like him to stay."

"If he behaves, I don't have an issue with it. However, a change of scenery would do you good vod. "

Kix then turned his attention to you

"Now that you're awake, General, we can do a few final tests and hopefully get you out of here."

"Sounds great Kix, thank you" you answered gratefully.

Kix walked away, and you turned your attention back to Wolffe.

"How long have you been sitting in that chair anyways?" You ask

"Does it matter?" Wolffe mumbled, trying to hide the blush creeping up onto his face.

You giggle at his response.

"It does to me." You said gently, while looking at him lovingly. He looked back at you, and you instantly got lost in his eyes. You wanted to just tell Wolffe your feelings for him, but no words came out.

He sighed and finally relented. Though he would never admit it, he could never say no to you.

" You were only out for 2 rotations. It's no big deal".

Suddenly, you hear the medbay doors opening, and you hear a familiar voice call out

" Not a big deal, until anyone suggests you leave the medbay and take a break."

You looked over to see who the voice belonged to, and it was none other than Rex. Wolffe glared at his younger brother, as if Rex was his next meal, just as his namesake would. The milky white of his cybernetic eye only added to the intimidating scowl Wolffe was wearing at the moment. Very few people could challenge Wolffe and get out unscathed. Lucky for Rex, he was one of the lucky few that could, and he knew it. You couldn't help but laugh at the scene.

"Alright, alright boys. Wolffe you can take it out on the poor shinies later, and Rex stop literally poking the beast" you teased.

Rex looked at you in a joking manner as if he was offended, and Wolffe had a look of mischief in his eyes. At that moment Kix came over and gave you the good news that you were cleared to go, as long as you let your shoulder continue to heal, and to not do any more stunts using the Force. You agreed to his conditions, and you were about to ask about Tup when Rex's comm started to blink. He answered

" Captain Rex here".

On the other side, the bridge reported that the Supreme Chancellor was on the line and wished to speak with the commanding officer. Your blood went cold, you immediately spoke into Rex's comm.

" This is General Y/L/N, I'm on my way. Please tell the Chancellor, I will take his call. "

" Yes Sir"

The call ended, and your brain immediately went to trying to come up with a plan to keep Tup away from the Senate and Kamino while not implicating the clones or Jedi.

You called out to Kix.

"Kix, I need you to come with us. I'll try to keep you out of it, but I might need you to give some info on Tup, but I want to keep it as vague as possible. " Kix nodded.

You all made your way to the bridge. You signaled for Rex, Wolffe, and Kix to stand off to the side so they would not be seen. As you started to walk forward, Wolffe grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze as a sign of comfort.

You walked up to Chancellor Palpatine's image on the holoprojector. You bowed your head and addressed him.

"Chancellor Palpatine, I'm sorry for the delay. What do I owe the honor for your call today?"

"First, I'd like to say I'm glad to see that you are well after your ordeal."

" Thank you for your concern, I am doing well. Now how can I help you Chancellor?"

" Right. Due to your injury General Plo filed your mission reports for you, and I wanted to clarify a few things.

Your heart was thundering in your chest, but you kept your composure.

"Of course Sir. What are your questions?"

"The report said that your shoulder was injured but did not indicate how. Can you please tell me how you were injured?"

" I was hit by a piece of shrapnel Sir. It was unclear where it came from. I assume that's why General Plo's report lacks the details that are typical in his reports."

" I see. If your CMO could submit his report on the incident as well, that would help complete the report."

" Of course. Do you have any other questions I can help you answer?"

" I do, in fact."

You swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat. The Chancellor continued

" An anonymous report we got did say that there was a trooper on your ship that was endangering the other clones and yourself. I believe his number is CT-5385. Do you have any knowledge of this?"

" I was unaware of the report, but I do know that trooper, his name is Tup. As far as the incident report goes, once I woke up, I was informed there was a sparring match that got out of hand. However, it was quickly resolved, and no harm came to anyone. Often, those of us fighting in the war day after day, clone and Jedi alike, have triggers or just bad days. Tup was doing fine after some simple breathing and calming techniques. After following up with him myself, I didn't see any need for medical care. "

There was a moment of silence. It was only a few seconds, but it was the most suffocating silence you had ever experienced. The Chancellor finally broke the silence.

" Well, I greatly appreciate your insight into the events of the mission, I will have the mission report updated with this information. I also wanted to inform you that I am calling the 104th and 501st back to Coruscant."

" Oh, well that's certainly a surprise. We were expecting to be deployed for another 10 rotations"

"Well even good soldiers need a break."

You already didn't trust the Chancellor, but this development made you question his motives even more. However, you had to maintain appearances to prevent any suspicion.

" I'm sure the men will appreciate the leave. Thank you, Chancellor."

"You're quite welcome. I would love to see you while you're on leave as well."

You felt a chill run up your spine, and a sense of danger in the Force.

" Of course Chancellor, it would be my pleasure. I'll make a point to stop by when you are available, " you said in your most innocent voice.

" Wonderful, well I'll see you then."

He had a wicked smile on his face that instantly made you feel small and vulnerable. You gathered yourself and replied

" See you then. Goodbye Chancellor."

The holoprojector cut out, you thanked the bridge crew, and informed them that you would be in your quarters. You then rushed out of the room, walking as fast as you could without causing a scene. You found the closest storage closet and jumped in, hoping that no one would find you, and see you on the verge of a complete meltdown.

Your 3 friends followed you out of the bridge and attempted to follow you. Rex and Kix immediately went to your quarters; however, your Commander knew you better. If you didn't want to be found, you wouldn't tell everyone where you actually were going. You didn't get overwhelmed very often, but when you did, storage closets were your hiding place of choice.

Wolffe walked down the main corridor and looked for the closest storage closet. You felt him coming, and if you're being honest, you wanted him to find you. He came across your hiding spot, and knocked on the door. Your voice was small and you were trying to catch your breath.

"Who is it?"

" C'yare open up."

You opened the door, and Wolffe stood there with worry on his face. Once the door was openyou immediately sank to the floor. Wolffe followed you to the floor, closing the door on the way down.

" You ok?" He asked gently.

" Not really, but I'll be ok…I have to be, for everyone."

"You know, you don't have to save the entire GAR by yourself. Some of us do want to help you".

"I know, but I'm trying to protect you and your brothers, not put you all in more danger. I don't want to lose you…I -I can't lose you." You confessed timidly.

Wolffe's eyes went wide, and his breath hitched. Being careful of your shoulder, he gently grabbed both of your arms, and leaned forward touching his forehead to yours and said in a softer voice

" I can't lose you either C'yare…I won't lose you."

" What does that mean..C'yare?" You asked

" Beloved…it means beloved".

You felt your heart race, your face flush, and the overwhelming feeling of love and happiness come over you. You couldn't resist him now that you knew he felt the same. You closed the space between you and kissed him slowly and gently to communicate the depth of your feelings, he responded instantly. Returning your feelings in the passion he put into the kiss. When you finally had to separate for air, he was the first one to speak.

" I love you. I don't care if I have to fight the whole galaxy to keep you safe and in my arms. I'll always love you."

The tears that you somehow managed to keep from spilling over until this point, finally ran down your cheeks. You looked at him with nothing but love in your eyes and said

" I love you too".

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sihirbazi · 11 months

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i wondered what the spike on his shoulder was, and clearly it is a stand for little flags

drew this for my partner, happy pride month clonelovers!

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ladykatakuri · 1 year

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Shenanigans

Reader & Fives, Hardcase, Rex and Fox

TW: None, it is all friendship and shenanigans and a little bit of locking up.

Word Count: 1482

Summary: “Did you guys wake up today, wanting to get killed by Rex? Or did you just decide that today was the best day to show how stupid you can be?”

You stand in front of the security barrier that is erected between you and the two men who now have a guilty look in their eyes as they stare at your angered form.

“Did you guys wake up today, wanting to get killed by Rex? Or did you just decide that today was the best day to show how stupid you can be?”

You stand in front of the security barrier that is erected between you and the two men who now have a guilty look in their eyes as they stare at your angered form.

Fives, with a hint of mischief in his eyes, grins his most charming grin while holding his hands up at you. “Aw, come on now mesh`la, you know us! We didn't commit any crimes here. The guards were just bored and wanted to have something to do. Or…. Fox just wanted an excuse to see you again.” With a wink he looks at his brother next to him who has not been standing still from the moment you entered the room.

Fidgeting with his hands in front of him, Hardcase looks up, brows furrowed. “It's not really a big deal, you know. We explained it to the guards when they arrested us.”

You sigh as you look at your friends currently held in a Coruscant cell. When you got the call from Fox, explaining they arrested the two for breaking in at the barracks, you could not believe your ears. When you opened your door to Rex who came straight over to you, you could not believe your eyes.

“Well, I think it is safe to say that if Rex does not turn the two of you into a nice wall decoration, you will both be on indefinite refresher duty. And that is still a mild punishment if you ask me. What were you thinking?!?”

Hardcase is the first to open his mouth, but immediately closes it when he sees the look on your face. Now is not the time to come with an excuse, they messed up and got caught. He knew they would pay the price and your anger was by far the least to worry about.

Fives, well, Fives was Fives and he should be commended for trying to lay on the charm as a means of getting out of a scolding. Not that it worked, he knew better, or at least he should by now. “Sweetheart, I will make it up to you. Get us out of here and I will take you out for dinner and a drink, maybe a nice holovid and we will make it a memorable night.”

“Oh, cut it out Fives, that won't work on me and you know it.” Despite the serious issue, you can not help but snort as you look at the two. Somehow they managed to get arrested for breaking into the barracks where they actually live themselves, even worse, they managed to piss off the captain who is known for his immense patience.

“Can you get us out of here though mesh`la?” Hardcase shuffles around on his feet as he asks you.

Grinning, you look at them. “It took me a lot of sweet talking but I managed to convince Fox to let you guys go.” Holding up your hand, you stop the guys from cheering too early. “You still will have to do some civic duties though, to repay the favor. You both will help out with the youngest kids at the orphanage on your days off.”

Knowing they got off easy, especially since both truly love the kids at the orphanage anyway, they cheer and thank you.

“You two hold on, I`ll go tell Fox to release you. In the meantime you better think up a way to get back into the good graces of Rex.”

As you walk back to Fox his office, you recall the moment that you opened the door for Rex and got the shock of a lifetime.

“I am going to kill them both! Please Y/N, can you help me? If anyone sees me now, I will not be able to lead the five-oh-first for a long time.”

After getting past the initial shock you quickly push your hand against your mouth as you take a good look at the captain standing in front of you in your apartment. Your first reaction was mouth agape and a deep gasp, the second to stifle your laugh.

Here he was, the solid and serious captain. The rock they all could lean on. Always looking sharp in his armor or civvies. Now, he looks deeply unhappy with his bright blue hair.

After a quick shopping for hair dye, blonde ofcourse, you came back to a seething Rex. Before you dyed his hair to his normal color, which took several tries before the blue was truly gone, he showed you the security cam feed and it`s backup. The normal feed showed an error and black screen. But, as Rex explained, the culprits did not know about the backup which was installed and only the higher ranked officers had access to.

Shocked and secretly grinning, you watched as Fives and Hardcase where shown to climb into the window of the barracks, which were locked as the entire battalion was supposed to be in another part of the city at that time, carrying a small bag. They were then shown entering Rex's room. Focussing in on the bag tells you all you had to know from then on. It was from a well known grocery store and it undoubtedly contained a bottle of bright, blue hair dye. Your suspicions were confirmed when the recording stopped and returned to Rex leaving his room with a bottle of shampoo and his towel, ready to have a shower.

You knew what was going to happen and what to expect, but the recording still had you gasp once more when confronted with the image.

Rex, towel wrapped around his waist, running into the main room of the barracks, yelling and obviously seething with anger. The most remarkable however, is his bright, blue hair.

Shaking your head at the memories, you sigh and realize you have reached the door that leads to Fox`s office. Knocking once, you are immediately ushered in by his stern voice.

“Y/n. Let me guess, you are here to take those two idiots with you?” Even Though you can not see his face through his helmet you know he is actually grinning, no matter how stern he tries to sound.

“Yup, I am Fox. As promised, they will have to do all the work at the orphanage and I will make sure they spend the whole time there, when not out on campaign.” You raise a hand as a sign of promise while you look at Fox.

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36 notities - Geplaatst 23 juni 2022

A peaceful sleep for Jinx

A short Silco & Jinx story.

Wordcount: 755

TW: None , Jinx is having some bad sleep and Silco is thinking!

A/N: I wrote the lullaby in this story in february, pondering on how Silco would react to Jinx having a bad time sleeping and having nightmares. Hope you all enjoy this little story.

Nobody who knew Silco would ever dare to say that he had a weakness named Jinx. Not to his face that is and saying it behind his back would have to be done with the greatest of care or the man in question would surely have a thing or two to say before he sliced their throat. Silco, the Eye of Zaun, Kingpin of Zaun, Crime Lord of Zaun, King of the Underworld, there are many names to describe him, but to Jinx there was only one title she used for him when they were alone, Dad. To Silco, that was the only title with any real meaning, any true value to it.

When night would fall over Zaun and its inhabitants were ready to sleep, Silco would sit in his office to enjoy a drink and a cigar, musing about future endeavors. At times he would think back to what seemed to be the easier times when all was more clear. He knew exactly who his friends were, who he would call brother and sister and the greatest challenge was the planning of the future of Zaun. True, those plans would eventually mean they would be taking actions, actions that would lead to struggle and all out war against topside, but they were still moments far in the future.

Things were more clear then, easier for him to handle. Until that fateful day. He lost his brother and gained his daughter all in one fell swoop.

Jinx, not her birth name but the name that changed an insult into the proud name of his daughter, a warrior and his successor.

As young as she was, she knew what she did after the explosion took place and her sister had left her behind. She knew she was alone at that moment and decided to throw herself into his arms and into her mercy or judgment. He could only make one decision. From that moment on, she was his, his daughter and he would do anything for her.

Especially in the beginning of her living with him, the nights were the most severe for the both of them. Jinx would start off with what seemed a peaceful sleep, but the farther the night the more restless her mind became. No matter how much he would try and calm her down, sitting beside her bed, stroking her hair, Jinx would only become more restless. Sounds of deep sadness, fear and pain would cross her lips as she moved all through the bed. Finally, she would do nothing but cry, scream and flail in bed. Even attempting to wake her from her nightmares would prove useless. Sometimes she would wake, but always in a frantic state that would take hours to subside. Until a memory of times long gone gave him the means to calm her down.

Jinx was having one of her worst nightmares in a long time and Silco felt powerless while facing his daughter in such distress. No matter how hard he tried, she would not wake nor calm down. At his wits end, he suddenly remembered a soft and gentle voice that calmed him down during his deepest fears at night. Slowly, words came to him in a melody that soothed his nerves and chased away his fears. Gently, he extended his hand towards his daughter, deeply tangled in a nightmare and hummed. Stroking her hair the words began to flow from his lips and formed the song that calmed him, changing a word here or there to fit their own unique situation and slowly had her still in her sleep.

“Sway in the waters

Of rebirth

Sleep now daughter

Sleep now child

Breathe in the dark

Fly in the night

Find your way back

Within the eye

This, now your father

This, now your life

Defending your innocence

With the flick of a knife.”

With a deep sigh. Jinx calmed down. A small smile formed on her lips as she settled in on her bed. A peaceful sleep took over where a nightmare had been and Silco sat there watching his daughter finally at ease.

Careful not to wake her, he stood up and turned to leave the room. One more time he turned around to watch his daughter sleep peacefully. No matter how many times, he would keep on singing the lullaby, if only to keep the nightmares away from his child. For her, he would gladly give up on his own life if it meant she could live a happy one.

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40 notities - Geplaatst 22 maart 2022

Carefree

Pairing: Dogma & Reader

Wordcount: 1882

Trigger Warning: None it is just making him happy!

Summary: You work at the Star Inn when a hooded man comes along and changes your life.

Note: I want to thank @imabeautifulbutterfly for not only doing the beta on this one but also coming up with the title for this story. Thank you little butterfly, you rock !

“Can I help you?” You were cleaning the desk when you noticed the hooded man standing in front of you.

“I need a room for the night.” His face hidden, he softly asks you for a room, never looking directly at you.

“Well, you came to the right place. We rent out rooms here for one night or longer. Depending on what you need I am sure we can find you something sir.”

His hand which was lying flat on the desk now clenches into a fist. “I…. I don't have a lot of credits… How much is the cheapest room?”

You look at the ledger in front of you and then look up at the man. “Well, currently we have three rooms free. The cheapest is five hundred a night. One bed and a fresher are available. It is small, but clean and private.”

Tightening his fist and then releasing it he sighs. “Not enough.”

You strain to hear his mumbeling, but hear enough to make it out. “How much do you have sir? Maybe I can help you.” Something about him makes you want to try and help him out. Whether it is his deep yet subtle voice or the posture of defeat and resignation with his situation, you can not help but wanting to do something for him. You have seen your fair share of people in need, you were one of them in the past. Why not help another?

“Not enough for what I need, suppose I should go and find some work to make some credits.” As he turns to walk out of the establishment, you stop him.

“Wait! We are looking for someone to help with the cleaning. It won't make you much, but it does come with a perk. You will get a small room nearby to stay in when you are not working. If you want it…”

Surprised, he turns around. “ You offer me a job and a place to stay? Do I have to be around people for it?”

Well, you need a room and we need someone to help with the cleaning. It works both ways I suppose. And the cleaning is done in the evenings, I am responsible for the rooms and daytime cleaning, you won't be around the guests here. Is there a specific reason you don't want to be around people? If you are a wanted man…..”

For the first time you hear a soft chuckle and it endears him to you. It sounds almost cute. “I am definitely not wanted by anyone here. But, I don't like showing my face that much.”

“Hmm, okay I can understand that I guess. You have the job. I`ll enter your name to the list of the evening cleaners and show you your room. What is your name?”

“D. My name is D.”

With a small smile you enter the name D. “Short and easy to remember. Well D, welcome to the Star Inn. Follow me, I will show you to your room. It is behind the Inn so you won't have to go too far.”

After showing him his new room and explaining the time he is expected to show up for work and that you will be there to help him out his first time, you leave and D is left to settle in. Taking off his hood he looks in the mirror and brushes the tattoo that crosses part of his face in the shape of a V. Dogma feels safe for now. Now, he has to figure out what to do with his new found freedom on Terra.

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“D! Come on now, it is your day off, don`t you want to enjoy it just a little?” You laugh and yell at the man still inside of your small apartment. The moment he heard about your little plan he shut himself in and you out. No matter that it was not even his own place, no, he knew that the moment he opened the door, you would storm in and drag his ass out into the sun and among the people currently celebrating that summer had finally arrived.

“I am just fine where I am, thank you!” Sitting down at the table, Dogma takes a sip of his new favorite caf, made by you from ground beans and a dash of cocoa mixed in. “No need to try and drag me with you, I am NOT going out! Give up Sunshine”.

From the moment you had reached out a helping hand to him and began to explain to him exactly what was expected from him, Dogma thought of you as his one ray of light in a dark and desperate galaxy. When he finally trusted you enough to tell you his actual name and tell you why he was here on Terra, you just shrugged it off as just some information about him and offered him a shoulder to lean on and a listening ear for when he had to talk about whatever it was he needed to get off of his chest. He began to tell you his life story, the good and the dark times. The good times he had with all of his brothers, the respect he held for his general and his kin, the time he killed, or rather executed the general that had betrayed him, his brothers and everything he believed in. You were there, listening, offering him a bit of warmth when he so desperately needed someone to just hold him and tell him he would be ok again, to tell him that he could let go of the rules sometimes, they were meant to bent or broken sometimes and to tell him if you thought he had been in the wrong.

With a sigh of contemptment he puts down the now empty cup and looks up at the door. “I know you already picked the lock Sunshine, just come in already.”

The door opens and shows you, hands in sides and tapping your foot on the wooden floor. “You`re an ass sometimes D, but I still love ya. I'll forgive you for locking me out of my own place if you come out with me right now.” With a pout you walk up to the man still sitting at your table and grab his hand.

Dogma, annoyed yet flattered and secretly happy he had made a friend such as you, allows you to drag him from his seat and settles your hand around his arm. “Fine, but only for a stroll. After that I will go back home again.”

Grinning you drag him out of your apartment, this one you won, you would make sure to enjoy it to its fullest.

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clone-whore-99 · 2 years

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Echo x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Smutty smut with a bit of story, minors you stay the fuck away! Echo being the best boy, oral m! receiving, unprotected PiV (wrap it before you tap it irl), improper use of the scomp link. Please let me know if I'm missing anything

A/N: This turned from some horny thoughts into a bigger thing. Hope you like it anyway! Please do let me know, if you got any constructive critique, and if you can like and reblog it, that will mean a lot to me! English is NOT my first language

"Sorry if I made a mess," the scruffy voice called behind you. You turned to smile at the clone, who had just stepped out of the shower and was wearing nothing but a towel.

"It's fine," you reply with a shrug, "that's one of the reasons why I let you go first. I've put out all of my cleaning supplies for you." You gesture to the little cleaning station you had made while he was showering. It displayed his armor and blacks, and next to it was a variety of cleaning supplies, as well as a bucket of hot water. You had suggested that you could clean it for him while he was in the shower, but he had declined, stating that he didn't want to risk looking like a shiny, whatever that meant.

Echo rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, while he chuckled nervously. "Thanks. You really didn't have to do all of this."

"Nonsense. I don't really have any spare clothes for you though, so you better get working." You patted him on the shoulder before heading to the refresher so you could finally get clean.

Cid had asked you to help The Bad Batch, since it took place on a Felucia and you had unfortunately been trapped there some years ago, giving you special intel on how to make it through the jungle in one piece. A trait not many outsiders could claim. And it had worked. At first. But then Wrecker scared some of the wildlife living there, which jumped onto one of the planets many odd plants, which then exploded and covered you and Echo with weird slime. Tech had quickly looked up what it was, and determined that it wasn't going to cause you any harm. Unfortunately, their shower was out of order, so you couldn't get cleaned before you returned home. Much to your annoyance.

After some time, you had finally managed to get yourself - and the bathroom - cleaned up. You had switched into a basic tank top and some comfortable shorts, lowkey dreading how you were going to get the slime out of your other clothes.

Turns out, you weren't alone in that sentiment. Echo was sitting on the floor by the cleaning station, grunting in frustration over getting the slime out of his blacks. He was still only wearing his towel, and with his back turned to you, you could see all the scars running along his upper body and his mechanical spine. You couldn't help but wonder what had happened to him, but you didn't want to risk making him uncomfortable.

Echo appeared to have been too focused on cleaning his blacks to notice that you were out of the shower, since he got startled when you suddenly placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Sorry," you laughed, as you slowly knelt next to him. "Seems like you're struggling there."

"You can say that again!" he scuffed, as he threw his pants onto the armor in frustration. "Think it would've been easier to clean if it hadn't dried in by now. Typical that the one time we get Wrecker to shower, he ends up breaking it!"

"How come Tech didn't let you change in the ship? I mean, I know why I couldn't, but why not you?"

"He didn't want me to cause a mess in his ship."

"Right, yea, of course. Having to clean out this," you vaguely gesture towards the clothes that were still covered in slime. "Goo would be a hell. So glad that no one has to struggle with that!" you joke, and manage to get a small smirk out of the rather grumpy Echo.

"You did manage to clean most of the armor, though." You say after a bit. You reached over the clone to grab a shoulder piece, in order to study it a bit further now that it wasn't attached to anything - or anyone.

Echo seemed to tense up by that movement. You stopped to look up at him, wondering if it were because he didn't want you to touch his armor. But you quickly realised that probably wasn't the case.

Your bodies were so close, not quite touching, but close enough that even a credit chip wouldn't be able to fall between the two of you. Pair that with the fact that Echo still only had a towel to cover himself with, and you were more or less in a suggestive position while leaning over him, the reason for his sudden change in body language was apparent.

Something hard hit your stomach, and it didn't take a genius to realise that it wasn't his gun. Heat rose to your face - and somewhere else on your body. You kept switching between looking him in the eyes and looking at his lips, carefully considering your next move while leaning back a bit.

It almost felt like Echo had read your mind, because the next thing you knew, his lips were on yours. At first it was careful, both of you testing the waters, but it quickly became more passionate and hungry. Echo pulled you onto his lap like you weighted nothing, and cradled his hips with your legs, all while never breaking the kiss. His length was pressed against both of your bellies, and by the maker, he was big. Your hands roamed his upper body, studying every bump and scar he had, along with feeling the defined muscles. He definitely was stronger than looked. His left hand was also busy exploring, running up and down your thigh, up your sides, over your butt, everywhere he could get quick access. His scomp link was resting on your other thigh, the cold metal burning on your hot flesh. But ever so subtly, it crept up to the seam of your top, slowly pulling it upwards.

You couldn't help but to break the kiss with a breathless laugh, him being so careful was adorable. While quickly catching your breath, you took off your tank top, making your boobs bounce in the motion. Echo appeared to be mesmerized by the motion, his pupils dialating with lust as they follow the bouncing. He whispered something you couldn't understand under his breath, while his left hand snuck up to massage your tits. You moaned at the touch, and quickly went back in for the kiss. Echo was more than happy to oblige with the kiss, as his tongue soon found it's way into your mouth, exploring this new territory. You moaned into the kiss, his left hand still busy kneading and teasing your tits, while his right rested on your butt, pushing you impossibly closer to him.

With a teasing pinch to your sensitive nipple, your head involuntary rolled back with a loud moan, thus breaking the kiss. Echo took the chance by this break and your sudden exposed neck to continue the kissing elsewhere. He made his way down your neck to your breasts, and you had to lean to brace yourself. Though, that didn't go as planned. Your hand collided with his armor, and you quickly lost footing. If it weren't for him holding you in place, you would've fallen backwards and head first into your make-shift cleaning station.

Echo chuckled, his dark, deep, sexy chuckle that shot waves of arousal down to your already soaked cunt. "Maybe we should take this somewhere else," he suggested, nodding subtly towards your bed while he carefully let slide off of his lap.

You giggled. "Sounds goooooo....d?" you trailed off, as Echo had stood up and the towel had fallen off. Right in front of your eyes was a big, girthy dick. It was slightly crooked and had scars running close by it from his thighs. It was beautiful. As if hypnotized, you couldn't help but to reach out and touch it. It twitched so deliciously, and the low groan that echoed in your ears by the touch, made your mouth water and your pussy clench around nothing.

You looked up at the man standing in front of you through heavy lashes. He was tall and scarred, but at that moment, he was the most beautiful thing you had ever seen. Carefully, you leaned in and kissed the tip, lightly licking up some of the precum. You kept your eyes locked with his, making sure he was okay with it.

Experimental, you took a couple of broad licks across his size, all the way from the base of his balls to the tip dripping with precum. Echo tried to keep his moaning to a minimum, biting into his flesh hand and only letting a couple of grunts come out. You smirked mischievously and decided to take his self restrain as a challenge. You slid as much of his size that you could into your mouth, while your hand worked the part that you couldn't. You slowly began bopping your head, keeping your eyes locked on his face to study his reaction.

"K-kriff mesh'la..." Echo moaned, moving his flesh hand to rest on the back of your head. "Ho-how are you sh-so good at this?"

It was all too much. His moans, the feeling of his cock twitching on your tongue, his hand resting on the back of your head and his voice stuttering low praises at you. You had ignored the aching throbs from your pussy, you couldn't take it any longer. With your free hand, you reached down and began rubbing your soaked clit, relieving some of the building pressure. You moaned at the touch, which allowed you take him even deeper, but before you could do so, Echo stopped you.

You quickly release him and looked up at him with confusion in your eyes. "I'm sorry. Too much?" you asked.

"No, not at all, cyare." Echo assured you, as he pulled you up to stand by the arm which hand had just been between your legs. Before you could question why he had stopped you, he leaned down and whispered into your ear: "I'm just curious to know what the perfect pussy you've been keeping from me feels like. And from the looks of it," he moved your hand towards his mouth, licking the slick off of your fingers. "It seems like you want me to know too."

That statement alone could've made you melt. You knees suddenly felt like they were made out of jello, and you had to lean on Echo for support to reach your bed.

You fell head first into your bed, your whole body ecstatic with excitement, as Echo leaned over you.

"You won't be needing these anymore," he said, as he ripped your shorts and panties off of you. You moaned into the blanket, his deep voice seemingly just completely unravelling you.

You were about to push yourself further onto the bed, when Echo stopped you halfway through. You were lying on your stomach with your knees propped up against you, and your ass in the air. His rough hands kneading the soft flesh of your behind, when you felt something hard and cold slide up between your folds, gathering some arousal along with. You moaned loudly at this sensation.

"Oh, you like that, don't you mesh'la?" Echo chuckled deeply. "You like the feeling of my scomp link against your sensitive cunt?"

The way he spoke to you, so dirty, it was intoxicating. Your walls clenched around nothing, begging for him to fill you. Echo leaned in over you, his flesh hand snaking up your back to caress your cheek, while his scomp link was resting on your inner thigh and his member was pressing against your folds, so close to filling you up and yet, so far.

"All you gotta do is say the word and I'm yours, mesh'la. You're already so wet and your pussy is basically begging for me to enter, all you gotta do is tell me if that's what you want, and it's all yours. Can you do that for me cyare?"

He kissed the shell of your ear, his voice barely a whisper and filled with more care than anything else you've ever heard. His flesh hand was still caressing your cheek, waiting for your answer before going any further.

"P-please, Echo.. Please fill me with your cock, please fuck my brains out, make me forget tomorrow, make me forget my own name!"

"Good girl," he kissed the most sensitive spot behind your ear, before he straightened up and took his cock into his own hand. He let the tip run through your folds a couple of times, gathering as much of your arousal as possible on it, before he slowly let it sink into your entrance.

You gasped loudly at the feeling of him entering you, filling you up to the brim. He moved slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size while entering you. It felt like he was splitting you open, and you loved every part of it. Once he was fully submerged into you, he leaned back and looked at how he disappeared into you.

"Kriff, mesh'la... You're so tight," Echo muttered, before testingly pulling out a bit and pushing back in. Every thought other than how deliciously he filled you up left your brain, and you could only moan incoherent sentences into your sheets.

After making sure you were fully adjusted to him, Echo started to pick up the pace, painfully slow pulling out, only to thrust hard into you again. His hips clashed against your butt, making the soft flesh jiggle on impact.

Echo leaned over you again, snaking his arm around your waist and pulled you up to lean against his chest. This new position allowed him to reach even deeper inside of you and the curve of his cock made it hit a spot you didn't even know existed. You had no way of warning him before your vision blurred and you came on his cock. You moaned his name in a mantra, though it was almost impossible to make out, due to the slurring of your speech.

Though he never stopped moving, Echo had slowed down to help you through your high as your orgasm suddenly came over you. He was holding onto you, whispering low praises in your ear, waiting for you to come down enough for him to continue his relentless pace.

"Look at that mesh'la, cumming all over my cock so suddenly. Didn' even ask for permission or anything... You must've wanted my cock so karking bad, huh?" he mumbled against the crook of your neck, inbetween kisses and bites. His hand had found it's way back to your breasts, pinching and teasing your already sensitive nipples.

"Stars, you're perfect. You're taking me so well, like, like you were made for me or something. And your tits bounce so kriffing deliciously... Come on baby, I know you can cum for me one more time, do it for me."

That's when you noticed that Echo's pace had become more irregular, and he was doing his best to keep from cumming. "M-maker, Ech... Babe, yous... You don'" you slurred, struggling to get a word out through the moans. You couldn't even finish the sentence, before the cool metal of his scomp link made contact with your way too sensitive clit, and he started turning while applying pressure. This was your undoing. It was too perfect. The way he filled you up, the way his mouth worked your neck, definitely leaving marks of his doing there, his hand so perfectly massaging your breast and the cool metal spinning on your hot pearl.

"Kr-kriff! Stars! M-maker, I-I'm," you yelled, unable to keep down the volume as your vision began to blur.

"Me too. Where do you-"

"Inside!"

You didn't have to say so twice. Hot ropes of semen shot deep into you, sending you over the edge. You threw your head back as your vision went all white. You tried to grab onto Echo's toned flesh in a desperate attempt for grounding yourself. Your head was feeling so light and by the gods, if you died right now, you knew you had died happy.

By the time you came down, you were laying on your back with your head on your pillow. Echo was cleaning you up with a wet towel, and you couldn't help but to reach out a hand to rest on his cheek.

"Oh, cyare, are you okay? I, I hope I wasn't too rough or anything..." Echo looked at you worried.

"No, not at all. It was beyond perfect," You replied, looking lovingly into his golden eyes. With your hand still on his cheek, you guided him towards you, so you could cuddle against his chest. Echo appeared a bit taken back by this loving action, but leaned into it nontheless.

"Good. You got me worried there for a second," he whispered, kissing your forehead tenderly while he took your hand in his.

You just hummed happily, as your eyes fell heavy into sleep.

Dividers by: @djarrex

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kazytka · 3 years

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Little Nightmare for six . Still on the crossover kick ...sorry?

#codywan #clonelover #star wars #obi wan #commander cody #six little nightmares #little nightmares #crossover #nightmer #comic #i promise the next picture will be more wholsome cute

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slenderverse-remade · 3 years

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it's just weird that the people that came up with the whole selfcest thing picked incest to use as inspiration in terms of the word itself like if they wanted to distance themselves from incest why use it as an inspiration?

yeaa its def a weird term, but i dont exactly see an actual moral reason behind the reason for “selfcest” but there has to be a better term for it. maybe clonelove. idk lol

#Anonymous #answers

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Hi! Im a long time fan! I have a pretty spicy HC request if you are interested. I like to imagine that the Bad Batch are all very well endowed 😉How would each of them handle this great responsibility and power? What naughty things would they whisper in your ear as they try to fit inside you for the first time? Could you also include Gregor? 😊 ok I’m going to go hide now thanks!

Aloha!

Hmm, interesting thought, let me see...

The Bad Batch/Gregor x Fem!Reader HCs - Well Endowed

Warnings: Smut Mentioned/Dirty Talk/PiV/ BD-Energy/Fluff/Comfort/Strongly Suggestive/18+

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Hunter

He is passionate, sensual. But he is also very sensitive, considerate and adapts. Hunter knows how aroused and excited you are, but he also senses the underlying fear that's smoldering there inside you. "There's nothing to be afraid of". He is naked next to you, in all his glory. Beneath his tanned skin, hard muscles, but his touch is gentle, purposeful, tender. Your eyes fall to his crotch and you swallow. "Are you okay?" he inquires cautiously, looking at you. "Sure," you say evasively. "Are you sure?" "Of course." Hunter is pretty well hung, his cock long, thick. Your fingers gently feel for it, feeling the heat radiating from it, eliciting a soft, sigh. When he finally lies over you, his hard length pressed against your body, your heart beats up to your throat. He kisses your shoulders, your neck, your face and whispers soft words to you. "My love, my beautiful, you don't have to worry, I'll be gentle, I promise". And Hunter keeps his word. As he brings his tip to your gate, you automatically tense up, but he patiently pauses, kissing and caressing your tension away. Finally, very slowly, he penetrates you, pausing after every inch, kissing you, praising you. "Look at you, so beautiful, you're doing great, darling, taking me so well".

Hunter is in no hurry. Spending this time with you, exchanging these intimacies, is a privilege that he fully enjoys and treats with respect. He would never intentionally hurt you, and he does everything he can to make you feel comfortable and let go. The fear will quickly evaporate, and you can be sure that Hunter will give you a lot of pleasure.

Echo

You kiss each other. Heat has spread between you and you have undressed each other. Now you lie there naked, Echo gently kissing every bit of bare skin he can reach. You're like putty under his lips. As exciting and stimulating as the whole thing is for him, he is still very attentive. He doesn't miss your glance at his hard length, which admittedly, is far larger than you expected. He sits up, takes your hand and gently pulls you onto his lap. "Come here sweetie" He looks up into your face. You see the dilated pupils, you know what he wants, and you want it too. But you're unsure, his size has unsettled you. "I know what you're thinking. I've seen the look on your face," he says softly. Again your gaze travels down, between you, there stands his cock erect, thick and long. Echo gently places a finger under your chin and lifts it. "That's why I pulled you onto my lap. I think you should have full control the first time. You decide how deep and how fast we go. Agreed?"

You nod, the idea makes sense. You lift your pelvis, and he guides his tip to your wet opening. Very slowly, you lower yourself onto it. You immediately feel the stretch, it's overwhelming. Your thighs tremble. Echo moans softly, he has to hold on to himself because even for him the feeling is intense. He nevertheless gently kisses your sternum, your collarbone, your neck, your chin and whispers, "You don't have to rush, take your time". Bit by bit, you sink further down, taking him in until he fills you completely. The feeling is so intense, so overwhelming, not just physically. Echo breathes heavily beneath you. "Good girl, you're doing wonderfully," he says breathlessly. With Echo, you never have to worry or feel insecure. Be open with him, don't pretend, and the two of you will have a wonderful time.

Wrecker

He is sweet, playful and gigantic. Of course, Wrecker knows that his physical build is a challenge for you, he behaves accordingly. The foreplay is long, and he spoils you very much, he sucked on your pearl until your thighs trembled around his ears. With two of his thick fingers, he has fingered you very carefully and stretched a little in gentle scissor movements. You are more than wet, but Wrecker also has lube ready just in case. Several times he offers you that you do not have to do that, that there are other wonderful ways to satisfy each other. But you insist, today is the day, you don't want to put it off any longer. "You'll be gentle, won't you?" you ask, a little uncertainly, nonetheless. He puts his hand on his heart and says, "Of course, beauty." Wrecker is really gentle, he is much more skilled than it might seem at first glance when you look at him. Besides, he is in no hurry, every tenderness he exchanges with you is a feast for him.

As your bodies unite, his thick cock nudges your gate, your whole body tingles. His slow advance is accompanied by gentle words and kisses. Wrecker takes his time. He communicates with you, seeks eye contact, wants to be sure that he does not hurt you. You are always in good, caring, big hands with him.

Tech

It took forever for you to get close at all. Tech has been rather reserved and reserved about being physical before you got close. He sometimes has a reserved shyness about him that others might find exhausting or annoying, but not you. You find him incredibly sweet, and you like that he's not one of those who has to rush everything. In the meantime, he has thawed out. He loves to cuddle, gentle kisses, little caresses. He is a spider monkey, some part of his body is always wrapped around you when he is near you and gets the chance. One of your cuddle moments has now led to a hot make out session and you feel that heat has risen not only in you. Tech is not wearing his armor during your hours of cuddling, and there is an unmistakable bulge in his pants as your tongue slides over his lower lip. He's pressed up against you, his kisses a little more fiery than before, his fingers suddenly everywhere, even under your clothes. Before you know it, you're both naked. You pause and look at each other.

"That was quick... and surprising," Tech says quietly, glancing down at the pile of clothes you've carelessly tossed aside, "But that doesn't mean we have to have intercourse, I don't want you to feel obligated for any reason." You smile shyly and say somewhat breathlessly with your heart pounding, "I very much want to merge with you, but I just saw how well-endowed you are and.... I'm not sure how that's going to fit in." Tech blinks, then his cheeks flush, and he says softly in a matter-of-fact way, "A woman's vagina is made to stretch and adapt to accommodate both sexual partners for fertilization and to bear children naturally. I'm pretty sure... um, that I fit in there." Your ears are getting hot. "I know that Tech... it's just, I'm a little afraid it's going to hurt" "Oh," he says softly, "But we can prevent that." You smile and say, "Knowing you, I'm sure you already have some ideas."

Of course, he does. Apart from appropriate preparatory foreplay, lubricant and gentle words, he also got toys, on the one hand just in case and on the other out of curiosity. Anyone who gets involved with Tech should bring a certain openness and willingness to experiment. You both have a long but wonderful and interesting night ahead of you. He may often be very matter of fact, but he has a very passionate and sensual side to him that is reserved only for you as his partner.

Crosshair

He's so wild, so hot. Until now, you never had the time to really have sex. But his kisses and touches are always like fire. He knows exactly how to touch you, over which parts of your body his long fingers have to glide, so that you want to tear off your panties and mount him. However, this is something that always slows you down and makes you glad that it hasn't come to that yet and that you were either directly disturbed or interrupted. Every time you feel his hard length through your clothes, it's a turn on, but once you felt over the fabric for it. To put it a bit exaggerated, you had to feel several times to be sure that you really touched his cock and not his leg. But now you have all the time in the world and Crosshair is very eager to get under your clothes. He is hungry, has been waiting for a while to be undisturbed with you. He makes you incredibly hot, his touches are perfect, but the more covers fall, the more nervous you get.

Finally, you lie there naked and his pelvis pushes between your thighs, his massive cock rubbing over your pussy. He pauses, though, when he sees the look on your face. "What's going on?" he asks somewhat breathlessly, his thoughts in a fog of horniness through which he tries to understand what's going on. You don't know how to say it, so you say it freely, you know Crosshair likes it better when you say what you want or think directly anyway. "I'm a little scared. You're so big down there." He raises his brows, gathers his thoughts, but then smiles. "Kitten, you are way too cute" he says gentle, "Don't worry, we'll take it slow. Bit by bit. I'll be tender, I promise." He keeps his word, Crosshair always does. He penetrates you very slowly, accompanied by soft words of praise and kisses. "My good girl, you are doing great". More kisses, a little moan, "Damn you're tight, Kitten". Sweat is on his forehead, but he holds back. It takes half an eternity before he's completely absorbed in you. "See, Kitten, it's working. You did great, girl" He bites your neck very gently and starts to move inside you very slowly. Close to your skin, he says, "Let's see what heights we can take you to".

Gregor

He is a cuddler. As soon as you have a moment to yourselves, he pulls you into his arms, presses you against him, spreads kisses on every bit of skin he can reach. Very tenderly, almost languidly, his lips wander. His hands are strong but careful. However, he has never tried to push you into anything or to undress you completely, even though you have often felt his hard length through your clothes, Gregor has never really tried to make love to you. You don't know if he's doing this out of consideration and wants you to signal your willingness first, or if something is wrong. So you talk to him about it. He holds you pressed against him, between you under the fabric of his pants his cock is hard again. Gregor blinks and looks at you. "Why? What should be wrong?" You shrug your shoulders uncertainly, whereupon he smiles at you. "Do you want us to?" You bite your bottom lip, barely able to ignore the dampness in your panties. You have a huge crush on him, excited, pulse racing. Being near him, his touches, are like a rush. Of course, you want to have sex with him, and you tell him so.

Gregor takes his time undressing you, every piece of skin he exposes gets kissed and caressed. When your eyes fall on his exposed length, you are startled for a moment. You have felt through the fabric that he is big, but to see it is different again. Gregor, who has seen your gaze, says softly, "You trust me, don't you?" "Of course" He chuckles his own little laugh and says, "Then my love, let yourself go, don't worry and leave everything else to me, I promise you won't feel anything but pleasure". He kisses his way to your clitoris, working your pearl with tongue and lips, the swollen little bundle of nerves is twitching under his skillful tongue. His touch makes you twitch and tremble with tense arousal. To feel him so intimately is a whole new rush in itself. The moment he penetrates you, you've already had an orgasm, are wetter than wet and completely relaxed. Of course, you feel it, even how big it is, but Gregor proceeds slowly and tenderly and instead of nervousness, you take it in with deep affection and pleasant anticipation. When he is completely sunk into you, he says a little breathlessly, "You see, my beautiful girl, you can trust me completely".

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zoeykallus · 11 months

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Hi! I read your Bad Batch baby HC and really enjoyed them! How would the guys react to a parter telling them that they’re infertile? I hope you’re having a good day/night!

Aloha!

Now, that's a heavy hitter and an interesting one indeed.

The Bad Batch x Afab!Reader HCs - True Affection

Hurt/Comfort/Infertility/Fluff

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Hunter

By now it is absolutely clear, your relationship is something serious, you have reached the next level. You get nervous, because now, at the latest, you should tell him the truth. When you take him aside and cautiously address him about it, he looks at you confused at first. Hunter can't immediately process what you're saying.

You watch him quietly think for a moment, just a moment ago he was all jovial, now he suddenly seems so serious, it makes you nervous.

"I'm sorry about that" he finally says quietly, "How are you coping?"

You sigh and say, "I've more or less made my peace with it by now. I've known for a while now. It was hard at first, but now I realize that fretting over things you can't change is wasted energy. So I've accepted it and decided to make the best of it, to just enjoy my life."

Hunter nods slowly, then smiles tenderly.

"I'm glad you have this confidence in me to tell me".

He takes your hands in his and kisses your forehead.

You say softly, "Well, our relationship has been going on for a while and I thought it would only be fair to tell you about it before you start to…. plan a family."

Hunter laughs softly and says, "Sweetie, we have enough work keeping my brothers and Omega in check. Besides, should we really feel the urge to raise kids someday, there are more than enough out there who need a home"

You take a deep breath, leaning against him in relief. This is a conversation you imagined would be harder. Hunter holds you gently and strokes your back soothingly, sensing the restlessness in you that is just very slowly subsiding.

He says softly, "My love for you remains unchanged."

Tech

"Tech, can we talk for a moment?"

Normally he would have nodded, continuing to work, looking at you briefly and saying, "Sure," but he hears something in your tone that makes him look up. Tech slowly puts the holopad aside and looks at you very intently. Somehow, this undivided attention on his part makes you even more nervous than you already are.

You turn around, close the cockpit door behind you, and sit down with him.

"You look heavy-hearted. Did something happen?" he asks quietly.

You don't know how to begin, so you just blurt it out.

"I can't give you children, I'm infertile".

Tech raises his eyebrows in surprise, he certainly wasn't expecting this topic. At first moment, he doesn't even know what to say. A thousand possible answers run through his head, but in the end only a rather simple, "I see" comes out of his mouth.

It's so hard for you to pull yourself together, your voice trembles slightly as you say, "I thought you should know, to be fair. Before things get to the next level between us… you know, couples usually start planning families and stuff at some point."

Tech blinks, pushes his goggles up the bridge of his nose with his index finger, then turns all the way around in his chair to face you. Now you're even more nervous, usually in conversations (no matter with whom) Tech is usually busy with up to three other things, but here and now he's fully focused on you. There is a certain excitement, you feel flattered, there is a tingling under your skin, usually only in intimate hours he is really fully attentive. But in this context, your heart beats up to your neck with fear.

"You're scared," he states.

"Is it that obvious?"

Tech nods.

"I know you well enough to see it. It's pretty obvious. But from my point of view, true affection, true love, is not tied to the possibility of procreation. However, I understand that it is quite natural to feel this desire, it is in the nature of almost all living things to reproduce."

You nod slowly, not quite knowing whether to be relieved or still nervous.

"My affection for you, is not tied to the possibility of starting a family," he finally says matter-of-factly, "I hope this helps you overcome your fears regarding our relationship. I'm not going to turn my back on you over this."

You take a deep breath, the tension falling from you, a single tear rolling down your cheek, which he gently brushes away with one of his long fingers.

"Are you sure about that?" you inquire softly.

"Of course I am, I don't say things like that lightly. You have my deep, unconditional affection."

Echo

When you bring up the subject of children, he looks at you in surprise. He didn't really expect that, up to now his life hadn't necessarily followed a normal course, he hadn't thought about family planning yet, even though you've been together for a while. Echo is very happy and content with what you have as a couple. The trust, the affection, the intimacies, the quiet hours and the loving little silliness. It's already more than he would have ever dared to hope for before.

Echo says thoughtfully, "Honestly, I didn't think about it until now. It was never really a part of my future plans so far," he says thoughtfully.

With a heavy heart, you tell him, "As long as you're with me, I'm afraid that won't change. I am infertile."

Echo raises his brows in surprise, his expression softening. He knows you well enough to see how hard it is for you to broach the subject.

"It weighs heavily on your heart, doesn't it?"

You nod with a sigh.

Echo takes you in his arms, squeezes you gently, and asks, "How long have you been struggling with this thought?"

"Quite a while," you admit quietly.

"Oh darling," he says softly, "There's no need for that. You're my better half, I'm incomplete without you, nothing will change that. I'm so sorry that this has burdened you."

You take a deep breath, wrap your arms around him and feel deep gratitude for his understanding, his affection.

Echo says tenderly, "If you ever really want to be a mother, we can always think about adoption, there are enough children who need a home. All that matters to me is knowing you are by my side."

"Are you sure that won't change?" you ask softly.

Echo kisses your forehead and brushes a stray tear from your cheek.

"Absolutely sure! Honey, you're all I really need. Don't worry, you can be sure of my love."

Wrecker

He is so good with children, the children love him no matter where he goes. It's a beautiful image, but also one that triggers deep pain in you, fear. In a village you saved from some pirates, at the little party they hold to honor the batch, practically all the kids are attached to him, they all want to play with him and show him things.

You watch this for quite a while, but your thoughts turn somber and a lump forms in your throat. You'll never have kids of your own, and you don't know how to tell Wrecker. Hunter looks at you, sensing something is wrong. As your eyes meet, he asks gently, "Are you okay?"

You force yourself to smile, take a deep breath, and lie, "I'm just tired, maybe I should go to sleep."

You get up from the table, and retreat into the Marauder. A few minutes later, when you are more or less comfortable in the bunk, reading a book to take your mind off things, Wrecker comes in. He looks at you tenderly, concerned.

"Did you get rid of the kids?" you ask with a small smile.

"Hunter said something was wrong with you. He said you've retreated and that I should check on you."

You sigh, "Of course he did."

Wrecker sits down on the edge of the bunk and reaches for your hand.

"What's wrong sweetie?"

You swallow, collect yourself, and finally say, "When I saw you with the village kids earlier, I realized we needed to talk about something"

Wrecker frowns questioningly.

"Oh yeah?"

You say directly, as if quickly ripping off a Band-Aid, "I'm infertile".

Wrecker sits silently, looking at you uncomprehendingly. The information takes a moment to sink in. After a while, he says, "You can't have children of your own."

You nod, put the book aside and run your free hand over your face.

"Yes, unfortunately. That means we can't have children together"

"'Scooch over," he prompts you, lying down next to you.

Still holding your hand, he is now lying next to you.

"Okay, that's unfortunate, and I suspect that's not easy for you, but it's not the end of the world" he says thoughtfully.

"Oh no?" you ask critically.

"No," Wrecker says with conviction, "we do love each other, don't we?"

"I love you very much, yes"

He turns his head to look at you and smiles.

"See, we don't need much more than that. I love you with all my heart. And you can adopt children too if you really want some."

You laugh softly.

"Is it really that simple? Doesn't that bother you at all?"

Wrecker says softly, "The only thing that bothers me is that it makes you unhappy. I want to see you smile, love."

You kiss his chin and say, "Don't worry, Wrecker, you make me very, very happy."

Crosshair

He responds pretty matter-of-factly when you tell him you're infertile.

"Okay."

"Okay? That's it?"

He asks, "What do you want to hear?"

You throw your arms in the air.

"I don't know, but maybe something more than just an 'okay'"

Crosshair sighs, sits down and says, "Kids were never part of my life plan, and honestly I don't want any. So for me, nothing has changed"

You frown, not sure if you're happy with that answer. On the one hand, it's good to know, but it seems so insensitive. However, you're actually used to his rather edgy manner by now.

"Okay, good to know," you say with a sigh, not in the mood to argue with him or pull the words out of his nose.

But as you turn away to leave the room, you feel his hand on your shoulder. You stop but don't turn around.

"Listen, Kitten," Crosshair says more gently, "I can't imagine how much of a burden this must have been on you, and I can understand that my reaction didn't come across as very sensitive."

You remain silent and wait. He spins you around so that you have to look at him.

"But like I said, nothing changes for me. You're still mine, Kitten and you always will be, whether your uterus works or not doesn't change that. Stop pouting, sweetie."

You roll your eyes and a small laugh crosses your lips, relief finally coming.

"The way you express yourself sometimes…" you say with a sigh.

He shrugs his shoulders.

"As direct as possible, you know me".

You smirk, and he gently kisses the corner of your mouth.

" That's how I like your face much better, Kitten, with that little smirk of yours".

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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zoeykallus · 10 months

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Hello Zoey! No pressure if you can't but I was wondering if maybe you can write some headcanons on how the Bad Batch would react if their female s/o had accidently punched them because they were startled by them. I know I worded this weird. If you can't then that's ok, I still love your work!🥰

Aloha!

😁

That sounds like a fun idea!

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader HCs - The Sneaky And The Startled

Hunter

You don't hear him enter the room. You are lost in thought, looking in your closet for a special dress to wear tonight.

Then suddenly you feel someone standing behind you, the same second Hunter opens his mouth.

"Would-"

Your elbow interrupts him. Hunter isn't prepared for it, but is able to move aside a little, so your elbow doesn't catch his face full force.

"Ouch," he says dryly, rubbing his cheek.

Your heart races in shock, and you hastily stammer an apology.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"

Hunter smirks wryly.

"You're pretty jumpy," he says with a soft laugh, kissing your heated cheek.

Embarrassed, you smile apologetically at him.

"You mustn't sneak up on me like that."

Hunter laughs again and says, "I wasn't sneaking, you were just lost in thought. I just wanted to ask you if you would like to go to that little restaurant tonight, the one on the roof terrace"

It's your favorite restaurant, with a gorgeous view, beautiful ambiance and fantastic food. Occasionally you treat yourselves to an evening there.

You put your arms around his shoulders and say dreamily, "I'd love to".

Echo

He doesn't scare you on purpose, but every now and then, when you're lost in thought, like now, it happens.

You hear a noise behind you, startled, you move around with your arm outstretched to immediately ward off possible attackers, an automatic reflex you have acquired.

Echo automatically jerks his Scomp Link upward as protection, defense, also an automatic reaction, and your forearm hits the prosthetic relatively hard. Pain immediately travels from your forearm up into your shoulder. You both stare at each other, startled, and start stammering apologies at the same time, talking in confusion.

Finally, you both laugh at your hilarious mishap and behavior.

"Are you hurt, dear?", Echo finally asks gently.

"No, not really, just a little bruise," you assure him.

Echo grabs your arm and looks at it more closely. He sighs softly, kisses your cheek, and gets the baccta. It doesn't matter how much you insist you're not really hurt. Echo will take care of even a simple bruise.

Wrecker

Wrecker accidentally scaring you doesn't happen often. The giant is not exactly inconspicuous and not necessarily very quiet. But still, it happens, especially when you're lost in thought or fully focused on something else.

Wrecker has been showering, has put on his Blacks, but since he doesn't have to leave today, has left out the rest of his gear, including his shoes, so his footsteps are unusually quiet today.

When he clears his throat behind you, you jump up, startled, and punch him in the chest.

Wrecker looks down at you with raised eyebrows and asks, "Are you all right?"

"You scared me," you say a little breathlessly, "How can someone that big move so quietly?"

Wrecker chuckles in amusement.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, and I wasn't sneaking either, at least not on purpose".

You sigh and gently stroke his chest with your palm where your fist hit him earlier.

"I'm sorry, too," you say softly.

Wrecker smirks.

"It's okay, sweetie, don't worry, that didn't hurt," he says, leaning down to you and kissing your forehead.

Tech

He's not a sneak, but he's often lost in thought himself and not really aware of how quietly he moves sometimes.

Tech has his datapad in his hand again, is on his way to you. Engrossed in his calculations, he approaches you and doesn't see that you are also busy and don't immediately notice his approach.

When you feel his hand on your shoulder, you hastily turn around and knock the datapad out of his hand. The device flies through the air, finally landing on the floor with a clatter, and part of it breaks off.

Your heart races, but at first neither of you says a word, instead looking at the broken datapad on the ground.

Finally, you look at him. His brows are raised in surprise. After a blink, he says matter-of-factly, "Well, that's unfortunate."

You find your voice again and say apologetically, "I didn't mean to. You gave me a scare. I'm sorry, Tech."

He picks up the pieces of the device again and says, "I should be able to fix that, dear, no need to worry"

"Are you sure?" you ask meekly.

Tech smiles gently, kisses your cheek and assures you, "Absolutely sure."

Crosshair

It is in his nature to move and behave quietly and unseen, that is in his profession. It actually happens quite often that he startles you. Crosshair has been standing in the same room with you for a while, but you haven't noticed him. Amused, he watches you talk quietly to yourself as you work, going over some things in your head. He finally approaches you, already prepared for the fact that you will most likely get scared again. And he is right. As you turn hastily, terrified, your arm already raised to lash out in panic, his hand grabs your wrist, quickly and deftly, preventing you from hitting him. You look up at him, startled, heart racing. The toothpick between his lips moves from one corner of his mouth to the other before he says, "Cute." You sigh and say, "You really need to get out of the habit of sneaking up on me." Crosshair smirks. "That's probably not going to happen. It would be better you get out of the habit of being scared" You frown, "How am I supposed to get out of that habit?" " In that I scare you more often" he says, still smirking. You roll your eyes. "Hey that's my move" he says dryly "You're cute when you talk to yourself by the way".

You blink and look at him in surprise. Finally, he lets go of your wrist, leans toward you and kisses your heated cheek.

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@extrahotpixels

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@bebopsworld

@echos-girlfriend

@cpnt616

@dangraccoon

@jediknightjana

@pb-jellybeans

@antishadow2021

@sleepycreativewriter

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zoeykallus · 10 months

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Hi! I’m so sorry if someone’s already requested this before, but if nobody has would you consider how the Batch would react to their S/O being upset with themself for not being able to focus on their work/productivity please? It would be very much appreciated 💕

Aloha!

No one requested this before... I think... 🤔

Let me see what I can do for you 😊

The Bad Batch x Reader HCs - When in self-doubt

Hurt/Comfort/Fluff

Hunter

Just before you drift off, he senses it's happening. He looks up and watches you, and shortly after you feel it yourself, your focus has slipped, your thoughts have gone wandering, and before your frustration shows on the outside, Hunter says, "Relax, don't put so much pressure on yourself. Maybe take a break for five minutes, walk around a bit, have a drink."

You look at him in surprise. You haven't said a word yet, but he already seems to sense what's bubbling under the surface. You can't suppress the sigh as you reply, "But it happens all the time, I lose focus, get distracted, slow down."

"It happens to all of us," Hunter says patiently.

"But not as often as it happens to me," you counter, frustration now clearly resonating in your voice after all.

"When it really comes down to it, though, you seem to have a handle on yourself."

You shrug, "It often has to do with adrenaline I think, it sharpens the senses"

"Would it maybe help you if we did these chores together? Some music with it, lighten the mood a bit"

Hunter turns on the radio and sits with you to help you with your task. As you watch him and feel his closeness, you feel a positive boost and new energy for your task rising within you.

"Thank you," you say with a smile.

Hunter smiles back, "You're welcome."

Basically, he is patient, forthcoming and easy on you. He will never judge you, belittle you, or take you less seriously because of it. Hunter wants you to feel comfortable, he wants you to be happy with yourself as well. He will gladly help you with that.

Echo

He hears your frustrated snort, looks up from his work, and turns to you.

"Are you okay?" he asks cautiously, not sure if he's upset you in some way.

You put down the machine part you were working on and want to pull your hair out in frustration. You look at him and see him raise his eyebrows slowly, questioningly.

"I keep drifting off, I can't concentrate long enough to get all the pieces done in time"

"Do you want my help, sweetie?" he asks gently with a smile.

"No!"

Echo blinks.

Then you say meekly, "Yes…. I don't know."

He smiles lopsidedly, comes closer and grabs one of the pieces too.

"Come on, let me help, it's easier together".

You look fascinated at how he deftly and quite quickly gets to work, with only one hand mind you, and hurriedly copy him. You talk a bit, but you are fully concentrated on keeping up with him. Until, suddenly, you're done.

"See," Echo says with a smile, "there you go."

You look at all the finished pieces and say, "Yeah, but only because you were participating"

"You worked with focus" he gently contradicts you.

"Yes," you say, and repeat, "Because you participated"

Echo smiles, unperturbed, and says, "Then we'll just have to work together more often."

Wrecker

"What's wrong?" he asks when he sees your grim expression.

You're about to throw the holopad away, but pull yourself together just in time. With a furrowed brow, you look up at him.

"I keep losing focus, can't concentrate long enough on these tasks," you say, lifting the datapad to him.

"The test Tech created for you?" asks Wrecker.

"Yeah, if I don't memorize that soon, Tech will never let me fly the Marauder."

Wrecker nods, sits down next to you and says, "As a cadet I had that problem too, quite often. Not so much today, but occasionally."

You look at him in surprise.

"Really?"

Somehow you can't imagine Wrecker, who builds and dismantles mines and bombs on a regular basis, being unfocused.

He nods, "Yeah, it was really hard sometimes."

"How did you handle it?"

He shrugs and says, "Well, my brothers kept giving me positive reinforcement, practicing with me. The Kaminoans did some weird concentration exercises with me. I could show you those exercises."

You smile at him, "That would be great."

"But first," Wrecker says, "I'll help you study. I'll quiz you, we'll read each other the data and do the calculations together, Tech used to do that for me, sometimes Crosshair did too when I was having trouble"

The patient giant always has a listening ear and a helping hand ready, he understands very well how frustrating losing focus can be.

Tech

He watches you. You don't even know he's watching you. Tech makes mental notes, sees how you have a phase of full concentration and seem to make good progress, but again and again this focus seems to break, your thoughts go wandering, your eyes sometimes wander erratically through the room and your hands are not doing what they should.

Tech waits for you to get back to work, sighing in frustration, after another lapse in concentration.

"My beloved, are you okay?"

You wince a little, because until now you thought you were alone in the room.

"Yeah, I think so. I'm just not progressing as fast as I'd like."

Tech doesn't want to push you, he'd like you to say something on your own.

"Do you need better tools?" he asks cautiously.

You give him a pouty look and say, "No. I just can't concentrate long enough."

Tech smiles gently.

"I'm sure we can work something out about that. Firstly, you shouldn't force everything by hook or by crook, little breaks can certainly work wonders. Let's see what tips and tricks we can find on the Holonet."

Together, you search on his datapad for information on concentration support exercises and measures.

Tech tics completely different, but understands very well that not everyone can build up such an intensive focus as he does. He is amazingly patient and, out of affection for you, very eager to work with you on this issue.

Crosshair

He watches you for a while and quickly figures out what's going on.

"You keep losing your focus," he says quietly.

You shoot him a somber look and say, frustrated, "I know that myself."

He raises his eyebrows, laughs softly and says, "You know that kind of thing can be trained"

You set your tools aside and turn to face him fully.

"Yeah, I know that. I already know a few exercises too, but-"

As you break off, he tilts his head to the side questioningly.

"But what, Kitten?"

You shrug your shoulders in frustration and sigh, "It only ever helps to a certain extent, or temporarily, and not always."

He looks at you, scrutinizing, coming closer and taking a look at the work you've done so far.

"Have you always done these exercises alone so far?"

You nod and look at him questioningly.

"Well," he says lightly, "Then maybe we should do them together sometime, and maybe try some new things too"

You are unsure, squirming a bit, but he grabs your hand and pulls you with him.

"Where are we going?" you ask, perplexed.

"We're going to tap into our fountain of knowledge," he says dryly.

"Tech?"

"That's the one."

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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zoeykallus · 11 months

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Hello 😇 i have never made a request before and i don't know if you take them currently but if you do, could you make a one shot, headcanons - whatever you feel like fits more! of gender neutral reader sewing Wrecker's Lula after it got ripped? There's so few cool Wrecker fics/hcs 😢 but anyways hope you have a great day!

Aloha!

Ah, yes, I think I have an idea for this scenario 😊

Wrecker x GN Reader One-Shot - Tough Love

Hurt/Comfort/Fluff

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Crosshair is minding his own business, as usual, rather quiet and withdrawn, and as almost always, Wrecker tries to draw him out. Pushing Lula in his face over and over again, Wrecker says, "Come on, Cross, can you stop cleaning that rifle for a minute?!"

"Get that thing out of my face!" snarls the Sniper, trying to dodge.

Wrecker doesn't back down, though, and continues to shove Lula in his face over and over again. You look up from your reading material, and see it coming before it happens. Crosshair grabs Lula at the same moment Wrecker pulls her back. With a ripping sound, Lula's arm almost completely detaches from the doll's body and the white filling spills out.

Both men are startled and more or less surprised at first. But when Wrecker looks from the battered Lula to Crosshair's face, the sniper has already put on his grumpy expression again.

He growls, "I told you not to do that! This is what you get!"

Wrecker looks so crestfallen that your heart grows heavy at the sight.

"Not cool", Wrecker grumbles meekly and retreats to his bunk with the destroyed Lula.

Crosshair sighs and says, "I warned you."

Wrecker curls up in his bunk, not responding to anyone who speaks to him, the broken Lula in his arms.

Later that night, when everyone is asleep, you sneak up on Wrecker, you are about to gently pull Lula out of his arms when you feel the barrel of a blaster at your temple.

You glance out of the corner of your eye at Crosshair, who is holding the gun to your head.

Your heart is pounding, but you say quietly so as not to wake the others, "Crosshair, I know we haven't known each other too long, but is that really how you think of me? That I would sneak up on you and your brothers at night to harm you in some way?"

The sniper hesitates. Finally, with a sigh, he slowly puts the blaster away and watches you carefully take Lula. He watches you with his brows drawn together critically and follows you to your bunk.

You whisper to him, "For often being so mean to your brothers, you're pretty protective over them."

Crosshair rolls his eyes and says just as quietly, "One doesn't necessarily have anything to do with the other."

You shrug your shoulders and say, "I was just making an observation."

You dig out your sewing kit, pick out a matching needle and thread, and get to work fixing Lula. Crosshair's brows move up in surprise, his expression softening. He watches you fix Lula. When you're done, she's as good as new. You hold the doll up with a smile, and you could swear you see a small smirk on his thin lips.

"That's very decent of you," he says softly.

You nod slowly and press it into his hand.

"Here's your chance to apologize to your brother".

Crosshair sighs, rolls his eyes, takes the doll and instead, carefully, stealthily places it back into Wrecker's arms. You shake your head, more or less amused, the Sniper may not apologize, but he very carefully covers his brother after putting Lula back in her place.

The next morning, as you open your eyes, you almost let out a startled scream. Wrecker's face hovers directly over you, something you didn't expect. He grins at you.

"Thank you," he says, touched, and holds up Lula.

Smiling, you ask, "How would you know it was me?"

Wrecker laughs softly and says, "I've seen you sew things before. Besides, neither of us can sew that well, not even Tech. The stitching is way too perfect."

You smirk, "Okay, you got me".

"Thank you" he says again, "That means a lot to me. Lula is not just a toy. She is a reminder that even we were children once, though not for long. No matter what happens on the battlefield, she always reminds me that there is still a human being in each of us, maybe even some innocence left."

Surprised, you look at the giant. The words surprise you, but they make a surprising amount of sense.

"I think I understand," you say softly.

Wrecker gently presses a kiss to the top of your head and says, "I won't forget this."

As he is about to leave, you say, "Wrecker, wait."

He turns and looks at you questioningly.

You say softly, "Crosshair loves you, he was annoyed, but he didn't hurt you on purpose by damaging Lula."

Wrecker smirks, "I know. Crosshair is difficult, but he is my brother. His love is tough sometimes, but it is love nonetheless"

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zoeykallus · 4 months

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hello my love!

i love your writing so much! i literally squeal anytime i get a notification that you posted!

if your willing, could you write something for hunter and fem reader? where hunter gets very dry, irritated skin and reader does things like lotioning him up real good, silk sheets, the works?

i love you so much! please dont feel pressured to answer right away, take time for yourself 🥰

Aloha! You are so cute, Anon! Thanks!

Fluff and care with Hunter, sounds sweet! Let me try...

Hunter x Fem!Reader - One-Shot - Love And Lotion

Fluff And Care

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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Hunter sits on his bunk and takes off his gloves. You turn around and watch him. He takes his gloves off so slowly and awkwardly that you frown critically. Shortly afterwards, you see why. The skin on his knuckles is so dry that it is sore and partially chafed. It looks painful. You sigh and walk over to him. "You haven't put lotion on your hands again," you say gently reprovingly, "Look at that, that's what you get for it now" Hunter looks up at you meekly. "I don't always have time, sometimes everything has to be done quickly," he says, justifying himself. You shake your head, give him a reproving sideways glance and say, "You almost always have time for your hair. You have to look after your skin too" You take his hands carefully in yours and look at them more closely. Shaking your head, you say, "We have to take care of that right away, otherwise it will get worse and worse, your knuckles are already so roughened that they're almost bleeding" You shake your head again and sigh. "Let me guess, your elbows and knees don't look much better?" Hunter grimaces and says quietly, meekly, "Probably" Sternly you say, "Take your clothes off, I'll get the lotion" In the background, Crosshair asks dryly and sarcastically, "Shall we retreat and leave you alone?" Hunter grumbles, "This has nothing to do with sex, Crosshair"

Crosshair chuckles, "You seem disappointed" Hunter rolls his eyes and grumpily admits, "No, not exactly, my fingers just hurt" "And that's your own fault," you say angrily as you return with the lotion, "You're still dressed." A little impatiently, you start to help him out of the Blacks, whereupon Crosshair retreats to the others outside. "Have fun lotioning yourself up," he jokes as he walks past the two of you. Your guess was right, Hunter's knees and elbows don't look much better, dry, sore and roughened, the skin already cracked. You have a medical care lotion ready, the only thing that can help him now. "It doesn't smell particularly good, but it will help. If you had cared for your skin regularly, you could use a lotion that smells better" Hunter wrinkles his nose, but then smiles wryly and says, "The only good thing about the whole thing is your touch" You grin and kiss him on the chin, feeling the scratchy stubble on your lips. "You have to shave too," you say softly, "Please remember to moisturize your face afterwards"

"Yes, ma'm," he says, smirking at you. You sigh and say, "I'm serious. Do you want your face to look like your knuckles do now?" Hunter looks at his hands and says meekly, "No, of course not" You take some of the lotion and start rubbing it into his hands, applying a particularly thick layer to his knuckles. He bites his lower lip, probably because it stings a little, but the lotion cools and relaxes the skin quite quickly. He sits there, half naked, in just his skin-tight boxer shorts, and lets you take care of him. When you first met him, you would never have imagined this. But somehow there's something innocently intimate and caring about it. Hunter literally entrusts you with his physical well-being, and somehow you are very proud of that. "What would you do without me?" you say, smiling up at him from your crouched position. Hunter laughs softly and says, "My fingers would probably fall off at some point" He leans forward and kisses your cheek as you bandage his thickly creamed fingers. "You should at least leave it like that overnight," you say with a soft sigh.

You continue rubbing his elbows and knees with the lotion and from the small smile on his lips you can see that Hunter is enjoying you taking care of him at the moment. "Crosshair is jealous," he says suddenly, laughing softly. "Hmm?" You look up in surprise. "His comments and the side-swipes. He's jealous that he doesn't have anyone to take care of him like that at the moment," Hunter explains. That sounded logical. "Maybe," you say quietly, "you should still take better care of your skin" "Yes, ma'm," he says and kisses your forehead. "There," you finally say, "done" He looks up at you from his seated position as you stand up, puts on his puppy dog eyes and asks, "Are you sure?" You roll your eyes with a smile, grab another bottle of lotion, and crawl onto the bunk behind him. You warm the lotion between your palms before applying it to his shoulder and back with massaging movements. He sighs softly, pleasurably. It feels good to feel his hard muscles under your hands. Hunter has a great body. With a soft laugh, you say, "I'm starting to think you're purposely not taking care of your skin, so I will"

Hunter asks with a grin, "Would that be so bad?" "No, not really, I like doing it" He reaches for your hand, which is currently on his shoulder, and brings it to his mouth, kissing the back of it. In a smoky voice, he whispers, "Maybe it's not so bad that Crosshair left the room"

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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Everything you write is so stickin good!!! I hope you’re doing wonderful! How are you liking season 2 so far?!? I’m absolutely in LOVE with it!

If I could possibly make a request? No pressure and I totally understand if you can’t! Could I request readers first time in the communal showers on Kamino and the batch plus Rex and Cody being surprised that reader actually is using the communal shower instead of waiting like the other females do and maybe them enjoying the view. 😏 I skimmed your list and didn’t see this there but if it is then I’m sorry for bugging you!! Lots of love and hugs to you!!!

Gosh, I could do a lot with this idea. But what am I going with? A One-Shot with all of them? Separate HCs? Should I stay suggestive? Strongly suggestive? Smut? Several One-Shots?

You know what, I'll go with a One-Shot first with all of them, making it just a bit suggestive and a little awkward 😋 I keep all the other ideas for this scenario for another time. I'll make some notes because this has a lot of potential in my opinion.

Now let's see....

The Bad Batch /Rex /Cody x Fem!Reader One-Shot - Communal Showers

Warning: Slightly Suggestive

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You've had a long, tiring day. You're still at the training center and spending the night in the barracks tonight. There are not many female soldiers working with the clones, so the sanitary facilities on site are not yet adapted. Normally you shower in a more or less nearby hotel, paid for by the Republic, but today you long to take a quick shower and get to bed quickly.

It is quiet in the corridors, most units are on duty, many of them off world. You grab your things and hastily slip into the clones' public showers, at the moment they are completely empty and the stalls all unused. There is a smell of water, soap and disinfectant. You hastily jump into one of the back stalls, the stalls are all open and only about shoulder-high, so should anyone come by you can't really hide, but you don't expect to be surprised.

However, the warm water relaxes your muscles, and you forget about time, dawdling a bit, enjoying the warmth of the water and taking your time washing. You have just soaped up your hair when you hear the door and then several voices. Startled, you stop in mid-motion, your hands on your head, some shampoo running down your face and into your right eye, you blink, suppressing a curse.

The voices come closer and with your left eye you immediately see a whole group of men, two regs and the guys from the Bad Batch. The booths are open and face each other, you couldn't understand the sense of this construction, but there was nothing you could do about it now.

Directly in the booth across from you one of the regs starts to shower, Cody, if everything didn't fool you. To your left is the one they call Tech, to your right Crosshair, the rest of the squad showers in the opposite row, but still close enough to get a good look if they spot you.

Cody is undressing, and you can't help but watch, still frozen in your stance with the burning shampoo in your right eye. You have to hand it to the clones, they are damn well-built, you think silently in admiration. Hard muscles stand out under tanned skin. Then Cody turns, for a millisecond your eyes fall on his crotch, then your eyes meet.

Cody looks at you uncomprehendingly, his gaze traveling down your body as slowly his brows go up.

"Are you lost?"

"What?" asks Rex next to him, who turns and now also looks in your direction and pauses, "…oh"

The blonde clone blinks several times and can't help but eye you curiously for a moment, but he finally turns around a bit embarrassed and mumbles to Cody, "Stop staring"

Cody blinked, cleared his throat and turned around as well and said, "Well, you can't blame me, the sight in here is new and not to be sneezed at. Pretty sure she's staring at my ass right now too".

Caught with your cheeks getting warmer, you tear your gaze away from Cody's gorgeous buttocks.

To your left, you hear Tech say softly, "Well, that's new."

Carefully, you turn your head a little and see him adjust his goggles and wipe the lenses with two fingers. When your eyes meet, and he realizes you've caught him staring, he hastily turns away, cheeks flushing.

Heart pounding, you quickly wash out your hair and rinse the shampoo from your eye.

"What's so interesting with you guys… woah"

You tear your eyes open to see Hunter standing in front of you, you stare at each other dumbly for a moment before he hastily covers his manhood with both hands and quickly walks back into his cubicle, his head flushed, accompanied by the laughter of most of his brothers.

Wrecker, who can easily see over all the booths, waves shyly at you with reddened cheeks, scratches the back of his head nervously and looks questioningly at his brothers before hastily turning away.

You feel that your face is all hot, your whole body is glowing with shame. Nervousness tickles under your skin, if the guys were nasty they could take advantage of the situation and jump you, but to your relief none of them tries it, on the contrary, most of them finally politely look away. Except for one.

Crosshair stares at you, standing motionless in his booth for quite a while, before he finally starts to wash up as well, but he doesn't avert his gaze. You have to admit, this one in the group does make you a little nervous.

You hurriedly wash off the soap, turn off the water, and hastily wrap yourself in your towel. To your annoyance, you realize that you have taken a smaller one than planned, and the fabric only barely covered your most intimate parts. With a hot face, you hurriedly walk past the cabins with the showering clones. You feel that their eyes follow you. As you pass Crosshair, you hear him say teasingly, "Hope to see you here again soon".

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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