Hello! Sorry For Bothering But, If Possible, Could I Have A Matchup With The Bad Batch Or Any Other Clone

Hello! Sorry for bothering but, if possible, could I have a matchup with the bad batch or any other clone from the clone wars? Thank you in advance!

I'm almost 17, my height is 5'4 feet (1.69 meters) and I use gender neutral pronouns (they/them). My body is a little curvy, I wear square shaped glasses (since my sight is pretty bad) and I have dark brown long curly hair. I have also green eyes.

My MBTI is INFP-T and my ennegram is 2w1. Most of the time I am shy and rarely I do start a conversation: I always wait the other person to say something and I only feel comfortable starting a conversation when I am talking to my best friend. I always act following my heart, emotionally and rarely I use logic when a problem shows up. I'm always up to fix somebody else trouble. I'm really kind and I never think twice when it comes to help people. Yet, it's very difficult to me to trust someone even if sometimes I have too much faith in people. When it comes to my emotions, it's difficult for me to express them and I end up ignoring them. I'm the mom friend of my group. I can be very tidy and I always need to be on time. I think I'm a creative person, in any moment people can find me up with a new project even though I don't finish all of them the most of the times. This is the reason why I don't really have a specific hobby, but many. I really enjoy playing video games, watching TV series/films and reading any type of book (even if I prefer the classics). I don't play any instrument even if I would really like to learn one day. I dance and I really like tennis. Also, I'm a very fan of nature and I spend my free time taking care of my plants

I apologise for writing so much, I hope it won't be a problem! Thank you again for your time!

I match you with.... Hunter

Hunter is very logical leveled headed one to your chaos in certain areas.

You both rush in to try and help others msot times wi tthout thinking about the consequences.

Hunter knows boundaries and tries not to over step them for the comfort of you and the rest of the Batch. Omega on the other hand will put herself in places so that you have to talk to her and hunter.

Omega really just wants to get you and hunter together, she likes playign match maker. And with her strategy skills she is very good at setting it up.

Hunter knows what it's like to store all his emotions away. It's only after you and Omega become big parts in his life that he opens up. He will confind in you and you will do the same with him.

Slow fuckin Burn romance all the other boys have bets going and Omega is the one winning with pulling the strings.

Hunter loves watching you read to Omega. She takes to you really quickly and just enjoys being around you and Hunter has found the both of you asleep curled up agaisnt each other.

He loves going on walks with you. Supply runs, scouting missions or just roaming when safe it enjoys being outside with you.

He's the warmest of the Batch man just resonates heat. And his hugs are just so soft. They are from and you can feel him agaisnt you.

Be prepared to wake up with his arms wrapped around your waist with both him and Omega curled up agaisnt you.

You and Echo being good friends. Man looking out for you becuase he knows how much you mean to Hunter.

Teaching Omega who to play vid games and late night holo sessions with her, hunter and the rest of the boys.

Hunter loves how tidy you are, the amount of times he's found the ship clean becuase both you and Echo binge clean together and just chat.

"So when are you going to tell Hunter you like him" Echo says from his spot moving around the different boxes of supplys and running a cloth up the side of the walls trying to get rid of as much grim as possible.

"I don't know what your talking about Echo" you reply back as you sweep the floor of the ship. " Oh don't lie to yourself you know exactly what I'm talking about" he snarked light flicking some do the dirty water at you.

You roll your eyes as you continue with the cleaning. "Your eyes go all wide and you smile more when your around him" Echo says and then continues.

"The both do you are really oblivious of each other and he's the one with the 'heightened awareness' " Echo quotes the last part laughign light as you turn to glare at him.

"Oh?, and what exactly should I Say Echo. Do i just go up to him and say. 'Hi Hunter I just want to let you know that I'm deeply in love with you and it makes me not able to think some times and I wish we could just have a normal conversation without me making it Awkward' " You snark back at Echo echo seems to laugh as he crosses his arm and points behind you.

"Don't think your gonna need too now" Echo states as he begins to talk off. You raise an eyebrow and turn around only to be meet with Hunter. "Well Cyar'ika, if that's how you feel I should have done this long again" Hunter call moving closer and pulling you in for a kiss.

Your eyes go wide as you grip his shoulders and pull him closer melting into his touch. He sighs lightly as you both pull away and smile at each other.

"... woah, ha I... i wasn't expecting that, sorry you took me by supirse Hunter. But a good supirse" you reply face going bright as he pulls you agaisnt his chest.

"It took you both long enough to figure it out. I was starting to believe that you both were blind" Tech calls as he walks past.

"Rack off Tech" "Kriff off Tech!" The both do you say jokingly only to laugh lightly between the two of you.

Pieces of Viking pottery with traces of cat and dog paws, seen at the Musée de Normandie in Caen Castle

“So back in the day pets already ruined their owner’s artwork.” - My sis who took the photo

Beat his ass Omega put your dad in his place. Show him your the true backbone of the team

I’m sorry but after the ending of episode 10 that’s the only thing I thought about… 

Not shaving and not wearing make up are literally nonbehaviors. They’re a complete lack of action. But doing nothing is considered masculine because women are not allowed to just be. this goes double for trans women.

Ahhhhhh I love this man!!

9 with kix?

OF COURSE 9 WITH KIX MY BEAUTIFUL ANON I LOVE YOU I had this since two days ago but idk why I didn't post it lol. sorry. WE'RE HAVING SO MANY KIX FEELS THIS WEEKEND

Pairings: Kix x reader (no y/n)

Prompt: 9. Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips, we should just kiss like real people do. - Like real people do by Hozier with Kix

Word count: 929 lil words filled with FLUFF.

A/N: also, let's pretend bacta doesn't exists.

The tent that was supposed to be some sort of medic facility was quiet, the soft rumble from the oxygen and the soft thump of the last drops of rain over the carpet, but other than that, there wasn't much, everyone was asleep, soft snores and difficult breathing mixed from both the outside and inside, your eyes felt heavy, but when a sting of pain rushed through your arm, you felt very awake.

"I'm sorry," he murmured, not wanting to wake anyone, your eyes looked at the small gauze that was filling with blood as he cleaned your wound.

"Is alright." you whispered back.

Shared nights with Kix on the medbay were mostly hushed, so you were used to whispered words and low sounds, hands muffling laughs and lots of conversations that were based on touches and looks, only talking if it was necessary or to explain what was the other doing.

They were silly too, with Kix making small drawings on your hands with a pen or helping you paint your nails, ending up in one too many slip ups and most of the skin of your fingers being painted, he would redo your shoelaces when they looked about to undo themselves, and you would watch a holovid to pass time cuddled in a spare bed as you supervised the wounded.

Night shifts with him were quiet, but never boring, a lingering feeling –that was ignored by both of you in hopes to not break the beautiful friendship you had formed– sometimes filled the room to the degree of becoming asphyxiating, resulting in you going for a walk to the mess hall or him taking a midnight shower, but you preferred that, the awkwardness and tiptoeing around each other than to spend a single second without him.

"This is going to hurt," he says, apologetic eyes looking at yours in search for a confirmation that it was still alright, and that he was sorry for causing you pain as he got ready to stitch you up.

"It's alright, Kix," you repeat, taking a deep breath when the needle pierces through your skin.

It doesn't take him long, just a couple of times more and he tries soothe you with almost there and you're doing good, and your heart swells with how much care he's handling the situation, the hand that kept your arm in place was gentle, an almost feather like touch that had your skin burning, itching for more.

"There you go," he finally says, breath you didn't know were holding escaping from your lips, Kix gives you a triumphant smile, "good as new."

"Thank you, trooper." His chuckle is an almost faint sound your heart flutters for.

"You're welcome, doc."

Kix stays in his spot for a little longer, looking at his job in case he missed something, probably searching for another injury but he wouldn't find anything other than bruises and superficial scratches.

As you were about to speak again, words get caught on your throat when you feel it, a light, delicate kiss on the sutures, it's just a peck, a tender touch that is too quick for you to fully process it, lips leaving a tingle in their wake.

When he looks at you, his eyes hold a playful glint and you should've know he was going to be cheeky about it.

"Some say it helps healing."

You hum, lost of words, blinking at him in case he's an apparition and whatever had just happened had been an illusion.

"Is there another place that hurts?"

This is it.

This is him making the first move.

Dumbfounded, you nod, your eyes leaving his for a second just to flicker to his lips, his soft lips, and your whole body aches for his touch.

"Well?" He prompts.

You place your finger on the cut on the top left of your forehead, and he doesn't hesitate to press a light, short kiss on the spot. You think your eyes must be showing all this torrent of emotions, many which you didn't even have a name for, gazing at him with surprise, but with an adoration that matched his.

"Here too," your finger moves to your cheek, where a scratch lay, and your eyes squeezing shut at the feeling of his touch, brows furrowed in anticipation and breath hitching in your throat, his lips lingering for a second too long and you feel like floating.

"Anywhere else?" His voice is an thread, just above a whisper, breath fanning your face as golden eyes search for what is going to be your next move in yours.

Licking your lips, you press your finger on them, hoping he would kiss you, finally, after too many nights longing for his lips, for his touch, waiting for this right moment.

"Here."

Kix looks for a confirmation in your eyes he must've found before pushing his lips against yours in a warm embrace, gloved hand finding a home in your cheek as he deepens the kiss, tongue asking for entrance as it strokes your bottom lip.

When he pulls back, he doesn't do it without leaving a few more short kisses, and while you stand breathless, heart pounding in your chest, he gives you the softest smile you ever saw.

"Still hurts?" It means to be a tease, but the affection behind his words make you think twice. You hold back a giggle, a smirk curling in your lips.

"Yeah."

He hums in response.

"Guess you might need a few more kisses, then." He pauses, lips brushing yours, "doctor's orders."

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