I Know I Already Sent In A Match Up, So I Hope I Dont Seem Greedy, But How Does A Number Oneshot Sound?

I know I already sent in a match up, so I hope I don’t seem greedy, but how does a number oneshot sound? Maybe 3,4, 21 with some clone troopers? Either Rex or maybe one of the Batcher’s? If this is too many requests I totally get it! 😅 hope you’re doing well!

Gonna do this before anymore match ups since it's gonna be a few Characters in this. And becuase I need something.

Warnings: mentions of Drugging, getting drugged. Swearing, fighting being looked after after getting drugged.

3- "Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes"

4- "I got spiked by something"

21- "You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble"

79's is in full swing tonight, filled to the brink with both People and The many clone soldiers now on shore leave or just fianlyl back from mission. You sit by yourself drinking enjoy the high life of the party.

You had been invited to by a few of the cloens that you work with and at the moment they are at the bar ordering new drinks. Your eyes linger on the crowd on the dance floor as a new drink is placed infornt of you by one of the lady who looks like a bartender.

"I was told to deliver this to you" she says with a smile before waving and walking off again. You take a light sip of the drink and eyes go wide at the sweet flavor or the alcohol. As you do a man makes his way over to sit with you.

You give him a raised eyebrow as he makes himself comftable. "Hi!, I saw you sitting by your self so I thought I'd be you a drink" he says with a smile. He holds his hand out and tell you his name waiting for you to shake it. "Y/n And I'm not alone, just the boys im with are mass ordering Drinks" you say while taking another sip from your drink.

"I just wanted to say that you look like one go the msot interesting people in here" he tries to flirt. You smile into your drink a light buzz starting to take over.

"Well it is a Clone Bar, your going to get quite a few similar faces, but once you can tell them apart it's easier. Shinies are the hardest to tell apart" you joke lightly as you down the rest of your drink.

Captain Rex

You can feel yourself getting dizzy from the drink. So you go to stand only to fall back into your chair. " Sorry I've got to go find my friends, it was lovely chatting with you" yoy say with a. smile once again going stand only for the man to reach his hand our to grab your arm.

"We could always ditch this joint" he says with a smirk trying to get you to follow with him. "No thank you, I have to find my friends" you really again only for his grip on your arm to tighten.

Your eyes look around in panic and land on a familiar blue armor walking towards you from another table. A sigh of relief almost leave you as the captain of the 501st makes his way over to you.

"Sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave, your making Y/n uncomftable." The captain says as he takes a stance standing beside you. You can feel eyes from the other members of the 501st plus other squads watching.

"Y/n And I were just about to leave Weren't we?" He says trying to get you to play along only for you to continue To stare at the Blonde captain.

The captain's eyes now focus on you as he ask you something you don't hear. "Sorry captain Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" with that Rex moves to stand between you and the man.

"Listen here Civilian, if you so much as lay another hand on them your not just going to have me after you. So I'm telling you now, leave" the captain says, a few of the other clones stand ready to move in if The situation escalates. The man ends up grumbling and letting go of you. He is quick to make an exit.

"Y/n are you alright" Rex ask worry in his voice as some of your group begin to quickly make their way over.

"I... I think I got spiked by something Rex, everything feel funny" you say trying to stand straight only for Red to support you and walk you over towards the table with the rest of the 501st.

"Kix can you take a look at them, Fives can you please ego get some water. They are bought to be staying with use for the rest of the night" Rex says taking a seat beside you.

Fives is quick to disappear from the table and Kix makes his  over to check you eyes and do a quick once over.

Five sis back quickly with a cup of water which he is handing you. "Y/n, you have been roofied ok, we are going to look after you for the rest of the night understood" you nod lightly very smiley as you take a mouthful go the water.

"You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble aren't you Y/n" Rex replys as he slowly draws circles on your back to calm you.

"Thank you Rex don't know what would ahev happened if you didn't come over" you mumble lightly as you press your head to the table

Hunter

You smile as your eyes look around the bar for your boys only to not see them. You frown lightly but continue looking.

Your eyes drift from the different groups and you only get pulled back to the present when you hear a gruff voice sit down right beside you.

Your eyes turn to see Hunter. It been a little while since you had seen him and Honestly he didn't strike you as a drinking type or to be one to hang around 'Regs'. "Oh hey Hunter!" You say cheerfully to the rugged man.

His eyes narrow in on the man sitting across from you who seems to want to say something about him interrupting the conversation he was having with you.

"Ok Clone can't you see in talking with them, without you" he grumbles only for Hunter to arck up a little. You truly your head lightly.

"Is that what you call drugging people?. Did you know I can smell everything on you. The different drugs, the fear seeping thought your skin, how intoxicated you are" Hunter states, staring the man down as he now starts to sweat. Your eyes go wide as you turn to Hunter.

"I got Spiked by something?" You ask in a panic. Hunters eyes move to you as he nods. His face softens as he looks at you "I'm sorry I didn't realise sooner" he apologise before grabbing the front of the man's shirt pulling him over the table.

"You have five seconds to get out of here" Hunter growls before spamming the man's head on the table. You can feel the panic set in as Hunter holds a hand out for you. Eyes from other clones and patrons watch the whole event as the man falls unconscious agaisnt the table.

"Who did you come here with Y/n, he ask lightly. Looking around the bar for your small group only to not be able to see them. Hunter begins walking you towards the area where the bad batch is set up in. You tell him your group as he sits you down.

"Your going to start feeling very delirious soon, we are going to keep an Eye on you, if it get to much let me know. And I'll take you back to the Barracks to get treated" Hunter says only for you to stare up at him with your eyes wide.

"Y/n, did you hear what I said" he ask softly. "Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" You giggle looking up the the handsome clone. Hunter sighs as he takes a seat beside you. "You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble" he mumbles to you which makes you laugh.

"As long as I have you to come to my rescue trouble can come as much as it wants" you laugh only for Hunter to catch you as you go to fall front the chair.

The other roof the boys laugh lightly ad Tech places a cup of water on the table. Hunter pulls you up to sit in his lap as he becomes your pillow and chair.

He sighs lightly bring the cup to water up for you. "Take a drink a nd let me know who you feel" he says pulling you closer so that no-one else got an idea to try something.

Commander wolffe

Wolffe eyes are on you, you can feel them from the other side of the bar and as you turn you can see him staring you down.

"Who you looking at?" The man across from you ask as he raises an eyebrow when you turn back to him.

"Commander Wolffe, I worked with him for quite a bit and well since then he always keeps an eye out for me. Meanest son of a bitch in the GAR, you don't fuxk with him"  You say with a smile laughing lightly. The man across from you scoffs.

"He doesn't look like he can do much damage." The man huff only for you to laugh. "Sir if there is one thing that everyone knows it's not to Fuck with commander Wolffe" you say only to have the man across from you look little shocked as said Clone at and behind you.

" Cyar'ika... come with me" he says holding a hand out for you to take. You take his gloves hand and he pulls you up only for the man Cass to try and protest.

Wolffe shoots him a glare making him quite down rather quickly.

"Cyar'ika, are you alright?" He ask as you both make your way to a more secluded table away from his brothers and the noise.

" yea... I think I got spiked by something that asshole had put in my drink" you mumble into his shoudler as he pulls you to sit on his lap.

You close your eyes taking in his scent as you grip his shoulders to keep your balance.

Wolffe grumbles as he looks thought the bar to see if he can see the man who roofied you. "Do you want me to get the pack on him or have some of the others hold him until the coruscant guard find him?" He ask lightly only for you to mumble an answer. "What was that Cyare?" He chuckles lightly at your state.

"Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes when you were talking" you shoot back jokingly.

"You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble" he says with a sigh. You giggle "am I more touble then your worth?" You ask on my for him to shake his head.

"Never to much trouble,  but I do think it's about time to get you somewhere safer so you can sleep" he says beginning to stand. His arms grip onto your waist as he lifts you with him.

"Wollllffe I can walk" you whine only for him to shake his head at you. "Not a chance you will fall over and I'll have to catch you and carry you one way or another." He says as he begins to walk thought the large bar with you in his arms.

"Wolffe..." You mumble once outside into a more quite atmosphere. "Yes Y/n?" He ask lightly his mismatched eyes looking down to you.

"Thank you for saving me" you reply leaning up to press a soft kiss yo his cheek.  "Always Cyare"

Crosshair

I'd keep your hands off them if I was you. A voice says over your shoulder.  Your eyes shoot up to see Crosshair of all people standing behind you.

His eyes are locked on the man sitting infornt of you. "Scram now" he says only for the other man to arck up. "Who the fuck are you?" He grumbles only for Crosshair to flick his toothpick at the man.

"Someone who isn't dealing with you, now get away from my Riduur, before I remove you" he growls only for the man to finally realise the situation.

One the man finally retreats Crosshair takes a seat near you. You smile lightly shaking your head at him. "So... is this drink from you or him?" You ask leaning on the table to look at your handsome sniper.

"From me, but I do believe I saw him sprinkle something in it when you placed it now" he states while staring at you. "Cross... If I got Spiked by something while you were watching I'm gonna be a little dissipated" you say with your arms crossed making him smirk.

"I can't say he is going to live thought the night, You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble and I always have to clean up after you" he states only for you to grumble at him.

"You can be such an asshole sometimes you know." You say only for him to lean over the table and pull you in for a heated kiss.

"Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" He mumbles against your lips only for you to huff a light laugh.

"Your a menace you know that" you say moving closer to sit across his lap as he finally let's a true smile graces his lips. "And your my little double trouble, sweet one" he says while pressing a light kiss to your forehead.

"Your being cute" you say only for him to scoff. "Call an cute again and I'll leave you here for another person to try and drug you." He says, you know it's a joke he wouldn't do that. But won't stop him to say little things like that to get under your skin.

"Love you too asshole"

"Adore you too little one"

Commander Fox

When the man tried to lore you outside away from your Group you ended up resorting to punching him square in the nose before stumberling to the nearest group to Clones when a fight broke our between the Man and two of the clones trying to help you.

Commander Fox is the one who gets called in over the fight along with a few other of his men. He lets out a sigh as he stands infornt of you.

Helmet under his arm as he looks down to where you are sat, a bruise on your arm can be seen slowly coming thought along with the blood drinking down the side of your face from a split lip.

"You're starting to make a nasty habit of being in trouble, how many times am I going to get a holo that your involved in something" he sighs while taking a seat beside you to look over you injury. You hiss as he begins to apply something to your lips you can't see "Hold still, I'm trying to help" he grumbles before looking at your eyes seeing how dieilated they are.

"Have you been doing drugs" he ask almost furious, your eyes focus on him as he waits for a reply. His left foot taps on the ground as his patients runs thin. "Can you repeat that, I was to busy staring into your eyes" you reply wirh a lopsided smile which makes him frown even more.

You can feel your stomach cherch as you move quickly to vomit in the gutter rather then on Fox. Once you finally catch your breath and eyes stop watering you turn when you feel a hand on your back rubbing small circles to try and help calm you.

"Have some of this wash your mouth out them drink the rest" let's get you back to base. He says moving around quickly to try and clear off unwanted people hanging around.

You follow his instruction washing your mouth out and then did king the rest of the water.

Fox is back at your side once your done helping you up and into one to the vehicles. Once you start moving it's quite as Fox navigates his way back to base

"I got spiked by something" you mumble lightly only for him to shoot you a look. "Was it the man who you ended up in a fist fight with?" He ask back waiting for your anwser.

"Yes..." "good, now get some rest, your not out of the thick yet"  He replys as his eyes focus back on the sky. "Fox... thank you"

For those who don't know I'm also a Simp for Tup and I love all of his content.

Pull | Tup x Reader

I just realized I hit 200 followers, thank y'all so much!! My writer's block continues but luckily I have a few fics stored up from ages ago, like this one. Enjoy and thank you for 200!! 🥰😘

Word count: 2.7k

Warnings: NSFW, smut, oral (m & f receiving), masturbation, hair pulling, cockwarming, fluff

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He was exhausted, everyone was. Tup was especially exhausted after being punched in the gut by an unarmed clanker. He just wanted to shower and sleep, and see you. He'd been planet-side for weeks, but now that the campaign was over they were allowed to head back to the Resolute.

Tup was lucky his feet were able to carry him back to your room. You weren't there so he assumed you were working the late shift again. He collapsed into a chair for a moment, resting until he felt like he had enough energy to stand in the shower for half an hour. He took off as much of his armor as he could while still sitting down before having to stand and remove the rest.

He had just entered the refresher when he heard the main door open. He poked his head out and saw you walk in, looking just as exhausted as him. You peeled off your bloody medic coat and tossed it into a bin to be washed, or discarded.

“Hey,” he said with a small smile. You turned to look at him. “Hey, Tup. When did you get back?”

“A couple hours ago,” he answered, “I was about to have a shower, do you want to join me?”

“Kriff yes,” you accepted. You stepped into the refresher with him and began shedding your layers of clothing. Tup turned on the water and removed the top of his blacks while he was waiting for the water to warm up. “Rough day?” He asked. “Like you wouldn’t believe. Was the campaign that tough or was Skywalker being particularly reckless this time?” You replied. Tup checked the water a last time and stripped out of his blacks completely. “It was a little of both,” he told you.

Tup watched as you took the last of your clothes off and stepped into the shower, pulling him in after you. “What about you, baby? You’re not hurt are you? I’m glad you weren’t in the medbay,” you said, hugging him from behind. You rested your head against his warm back, feeling the water run over your arms as it cascaded down his front.

“Just a metal fist to my stomach, I’ll be fine,” he said. You removed your arms, “sorry.” He assured you he was fine again and you started massaging his back. You ran your hands over his tan skin, gently pressing your thumbs into his shoulders. That’s when you noticed his hair was still up. It was messy, tangled, and dirty but still held into a bun. You laughed at the fact that his hair was able to hold up better than yours.

“Tup, honey, your hair is a mess. Let me wash it for you, I know you love when I play with your hair,” you said. You reached up and took his hair out letting it fall over his shoulders. You made sure to get it completely wet before working on it further.

You were right, Tup did love when you played with his hair, a little too much. His scalp was more sensitive than his brothers and it felt like heaven whenever you played with or tugged on his hair. Tup didn’t exactly have the energy for sex right now and he knew you didn’t either. He would just have to try and not let it affect him like it usually did. He tried to preoccupy himself by lathering his chest and arms with soap.

You worked your fingers through his hair, starting at his scalp and running your fingers through the length of his dark wavy hair. Most of it was fine but occasionally your fingers would get caught on a knot or a tangle and pull his hair a little bit. You apologized every time, knowing he probably didn't want you yanking his head around right now.

Tup on the other hand was having a difficult time keeping quiet. Every time your fingers got stuck and pulled, he had to bite down on his lip to keep from moaning or whimpering. He looked down a little and found himself rock hard from your ministrations. He cursed himself in his mind, you were just trying to do him a favor, why did it have to turn him on?

You got his hair untangled and squirted some shampoo into your hand before beginning to massage his head. Tup's eyes nearly rolled back into his head and he bit down on part of his hand, trying not to make any noise. He didn't want you to feel obligated to please him just because he was aroused. You were tired and you probably wanted to go to bed, not exhaust yourself even more by trying to get him off.

An idea popped into his head. Since you were behind him and had no view of his front, or the effect you were currently having on him, he might be able to fix this. If he could quietly jerk himself off without you knowing, you could both just go to bed once you were done showering.

Tup took his other hand, still covered in soap, and brought it to his throbbing length. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to keep quiet. He slowly stroked up and down his cock, now trying to keep his breathing normal. Your nails dragged against his scalp and his knees nearly buckled. The hand on his cock now speeding up, long drags had turned into quick tugs. It felt so damn good. The combination of your fingers working through and pulling his hair and the simulation to his cock was getting him close very fast.

Tup had been sure he was being quiet and trying to breathe steady, but what he hadn't accounted for was the growing tension in his muscles as he got closer to his release. You had noticed he was growing stiff and almost starting to shake. It confused you and you slowed your hands to a stop, letting the water rinse out the soap in his hair.

"Babe, are you ok?" You asked. He didn't reply, just let out a shaky breath. You placed your hands on his waist. "Tup," you called again, "sweetheart, what's wrong?" You nudged his sides trying to get him to turn around and face you but he didn't move. You decided to move around him since he wasn't going to, and that's when you saw his situation.

He was biting down hard on the skin between his thumb and index finger while his other hand had stopped moving on his dick and was now squeezing the base. He let out a breath and looked at you. "I'm sorry, baby. I couldn't help it," he said, looking away in embarrassment. "I thought I could....without you noticing, but.."

You cupped his cheek and turned his head to look at you. "It's alright, hun, I should've known better," you said. "Now let me take care of it for you." Tup looked worried and grabbed your hands in his before you could touch him. "No! That's exactly why I was doing it myself. You're exhausted and need rest, I don't want you to feel obligated to please me whenever I get a hard on," he rambled. "It'll go away, I'll be fine."

You raised an eyebrow at him, "Yeah, right. Tup just let me-"

"No!" He persisted, "you've spent all day taking care of my brothers, you need time to relax." You wiggled your hands out of his grasp and placed them on his cheeks again. "Yes, and now I want to spend my time taking care of my favorite boy," you said, your expression loving. Tup still looked a little embarrassed. "But you-"

"Tup, did it ever occur to you that I might enjoy sucking you off? That I do it because I enjoy it too?" You saw his eyes move around as he considered your words, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. "I like making you feel good, Tup, it makes me feel good too. Now will you let me touch you?" His shoulders sagged in defeat and he looked at the shower floor again. You reached out and took him in your hand, making him hiss. You walked him back so he was leaning his back against the shower wall. You whispered a 'please' and he slowly nodded.

With his permission, you sank to your knees and licked a teasing stripe from base to tip. You swirled your tongue around his sensitive tip before closing your lips around it. Tup couldn't hold back the moan that flew past his lips, throwing his head back against the tiled wall. You slowly took him into your mouth until he hit the back of your throat. You held there for a moment until you heard him whimper above you and you started bobbing your head. You used your hands on what you couldn't fit in your mouth, you felt a hand come to rest at the back of your head. He didn't apply any pressure, he just needed something to ground him.

He was rapidly approaching his high, having been so close already. His moans bounced around the room, the sound music to your ears. You knew he was close and you sucked harder, beginning to gently massage his balls with your other hand. He moaned out your name, his fingers digging into your hair. Your mouth was driving him crazy and your tongue hit every spot that made him twitch in your mouth. You knew just how to work him into a whimpering mess with your velvet mouth.

You sucked hard before pulling off of him and standing up. You kept working him closer with one hand while worming the other into his hair, scraping your nails along his scalp. A high pitched moan escaped his throat and he grabbed onto your arm. "I know you're close, baby. Does that feel good?" You cooed. Tup bit his lip, whimpering and cursing under his breath. "Y-yes, feels incredible," he breathed.

Your hand sped up, jerking him furiously. "C'mon, Tup," you urged. "Be a good boy and cum for me." You finished your words with a sharp tug on his hair. Tup shouted out as he came, spilling his seed on your stomach and his. You worked him through his orgasm, letting the water wash away his release. The tension was gone from his body and he looked more relaxed. You reached up and pressed a kiss to his lips.

"Thank you," he whispered. "Will you let me return the favor?" You sighed. "You need to learn to be a little selfish, baby," you said.

You both finished washing up and turned off the shower. You dried off and Tup let you brush his hair and dry it as best you could. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a hug before looking down at you affectionately.

"Can I please return the favor now?" He asked. You forwent clothes and walked into the bedroom naked. "Babe, you injured your stomach. I don't want you laying on it just for me," you told him. Tup followed you into the bedroom, grabbing your shoulder and turning you to face him. "Then how about you ride my face? I enjoy making you feel good too," he said, smirking fondly. He leaned down to whisper in your ear. "You know I love the way you taste."

You felt yourself grow wet at his words. You sighed again, he was so sweet, how could you deny him? Besides, fair is fair. "Alright, I suppose," you gave in.

Tup laid back on the bed and got comfortable before motioning you towards him. You climbed on the bed and straddled his chest. He put his arms under your thighs and around your back, urging you forward towards his mouth. "Are you sure, baby? You're already tired and I don't want to suffocate you," you whined. "I'm never too tired to love you," Tup smiled. He nudged you up more, nearly getting you into position. "C'mon, love. Lemme taste," he begged sweetly. There was something about the way he said it that made you give in. You moved over his face but couldn't make eye contact with him, or lower yourself onto his mouth.

Tup exhaled, the warm air fanning over your rapidly moistening center. He parted your folds with one hand, lightly blowing, causing you to shudder. He lifted his head and licked a quick stripe up your slit. You squeaked in surprise and pleasure, chancing a look down at him. He smiled warmly at you and slowly pulled you down. "Just enjoy it, I'm gonna make you feel good."

Your cunt finally rested on his mouth and he immediately got to work, ripping moans from you as he devoured your pussy. One look at Tup might make you think he was innocent and inexperienced, but Maker the things he could do with that mouth. You dug your fingers into his hair and he moaned, sending pleasant vibrations through you. You felt his hips buck into the air as he got worked up again.

You tried to resist grinding into his face as he ate you out. His tongue expertly playing with your clit, flicking over it and sucking on it. In between which he would stick it into you and wiggle it around, tasting every delicious inch he could reach. You kept a firm grip on his hair, pulling when he hit a specifically good spot.

“Tup,” you moaned out, grabbing the headboard. You knew without a doubt he was hard again. You took your hand off the headboard and slid it down his body, intent on pleasing him too. He was having none of it. He wrapped his lips around your bud and sucked hard, making you scream and grab the headboard again.

You could feel him chuckle into your folds and you looked down at him, seeing the innocent look in his eyes. That look combined with him sliding two fingers into you and abusing your clit with his tongue, sent you over the edge. You pulled harshly on his hair and your mouth flew open in a silent scream of ecstasy. Tup slurped up the juices that spilled from within you, gently cleaning you up as you came down from your high.

Once you got your senses back, you looked behind you. Sure enough, Tup was hard again. “Baby, now look what happened,” you pouted with a smile. He smiled back at you and helped you lay down next to him. “Actually, can I try something I’ve wanted to do for a while?” He asked. You rolled over to face him, pulling the sheets up over the both of you. "What's that, love?" You asked, clearly even more tired than before. Tup blushed and nervously played with a ringlet of his hair. "C-can I - I want, uh, I want to fall asleep inside of you," he stuttered out.

You were somewhat taken aback, but you were glad he told you, it showed he was getting comfortable sharing his sexual wants and fantasies with you. You smiled groggily at him. "That sounds like heaven," you replied.

You rolled to face away from him, looking over your shoulder with an enticing yet exhausted expression. Tup scooted closer to you so his front was pressed tight to your back. He helped you lift your leg up and you felt his cock slip in between your thighs. You let him hold your leg while you lined him up, pushing the head of his cock inside. Tup let out a shaky breath and slowly eased himself inside you, sheathing himself to the hilt. He lowered your leg back down and groaned deeply at how tight you got. You hummed contently at the feeling of him nestled snug and deep within you. Tup wrapped an arm around your middle to keep you close. You felt like paradise around him, your walls silky and warm. It was oddly comforting, a feeling of closeness and possession that went beyond the act of passion itself.

"Goodnight, my love," you whispered, placing your arm on top of his. He placed a kiss to your shoulder blade, "Goodnight, cyare. Sleep well."

It’s good for the soul okay

Hey, could I request a bad batch match-up? I've read your other fics and they are incredible! Keep up the good work :)

So, I'm English, 5'3 tall with a pale complexion, brown hair, and brown eyes. I have ADHD and anxiety, I use She/her pronouns, and I'm an INFJ. I am also asexual biromantic if that helps at all. I have basically no friends, but I try to be kind to everyone even so. I guess there's nothing wrong with that, because it makes others feel good and therefore, makes me feel the same. In class, I kind of takes the mantle of the 'therapist'. I read a lot, a bit of everything really. But it has to be up to me because I can't focus when someone else tells me to read something. Speaking of focus, I fidget all the time (thanks to the ADHD) and tend to pace when I'm nervous. Which, lucky me, happens a lot. In public, I hold the appearance of a 'goody-two shoes' and I'm pretty quiet (which is for the best. I am painfully awkward at times), but around those, I'm close with, I'm anything but that, im louder, more chaotic and shockingly clumsy. My sense of humor is dry and sarcastic, but I always love a pun. I also love learning things, like anything at all, as long as it's not related to maths, which I suck at. I also have a pretty impressive music taste, ranging from film scores to rick Astley to Taylor swift to queen, basically anything. I’m also a theatre kid, I love performing, singing and acting (and dancing too, but I’m terrible at it. Though I can do ra-ra rasputin pretty well).I also love to write and draw, so I think you get the picture that im pretty creative. One other thing is that I love birds, owls especially, and know loads about them (like did you know that pygmy owls actually skewer their prey to hold it in place?) But yeah, I’m pretty enthusiastic about ornithology, but no one really cares.

Ok, Im so sorry, this was longer than I anticipated. If you do get the time to write something that would be great, but if not I completely understand, and I wish you all the best.

xxxx

I match you with.... Wrecker

You like many others are shorter then Wrecker. This man is tall but more so just meaty.

You are at quite to his noise, he lives just talking with you. You sitting up on his shoudlers as he explains how to set explosives up on the wall.

He loves holding your hand in public it's his way of showing you that he's dedicated to you. He also loves that he can just lift you up into his arms by pulling you up by your arm.

Read him books about how to set a thermals and he will just smile as he listens to you read. Like hell read anything you would like he just loves hearing you talk.

He also tends to pace when he's nervous or he rambles it's something he doesn't even realize to begin with.

God's when you two become really close your both unstoppable. You and wrecker will trip over each other it's inevitable on the Havoc Marauder. You have landed on him multiple times and he always seems to catch himself on time so he doesn't squish you.

He loves your jokes!, he wants to hear all of them so that at some point he can use it on some unsuspecting person.

Both you and Wrecker can talk about how much you hate math. Tech has tried teaching you both the basics for the things he needs help with but in the end it just leaves him frustrated with thw both of you.

Wrecker is really good at dancing but doesn't do it often. He learn back as a Cadet from holos before he picked up his love for explosives. Please, please just dance slowly with him!!

He knows how to do alot of slow dances but is also used to the fast beat music at 79's.

Tech happens to be your best friend loves listening about birds while Wrecker now has a slight fear on them from what you have told him.

"Your doing great, don't put yourself down" Wrecker says while slowly leading you in the dance.

"Wrecker I've stepped on your feet three times already" you grumble as he spins you and pulls you back to him.

"Its going to happen, don't worry about it. I'd be more worried if I stepped on you Tiny" he laughs making you smile up at him.

"That's it, wide steps and just follow" he reassures. "Where did you learn to dance?, it doesn't really seem like a hobby you would just pick up" you say which make him smile again.

"Back on Kamino when we weren't being trained or pushed to study most of the Regs in spare time found small hobbies. At the time I didn't know the rest of the Batch so... I watched holos, it's where I first learn what dancing was." He anwsers.

He dips you down and pulls you back up into his chest. " So every night after training I'd retreat to my little area and Dance. It was kinda hard not having a partner until I met crosshair. He snuck our of his area becuase he wanted to be alone and Well.. that how we met. He became my dance partner late at night it's reason he is so quick and stealthy" he chuckles while reliving the memory.

"That sounds lovely Wrecker. So you didn't know the Batch back as Cadets?" You as with a tilted head eyes focused on him.

"Most of us didn't know that others existed. It was only after Nala Se caught Cross disapreaing and getting up with me did she slowly let use meet others. All use boys didn't get along to wrll with our Original Batch so we ended dup forming our own little family" he states as you both continue to slow dance with Wrecker.

"I still can't believe you and crosshair were dancing partners, but it is quite fitting" you say while resting your head against his shoudler. "Hahaha don't yell him I told you, he will have my head" he says learning down to press a light kiss to your forehead.

"So... any other interesting Hobbies other then dancing?" You ask trying to tease him which makes his smile widen.

"Yes, Nala Se taught me how to sew becuase she made Lula For me back as Cadet but at the time she couldn't keep fixing her so, Nala taught me to sew so I could fix her. And well I became the one to go to for patching clothes" he states very proudly as you both spin around again.

"You truly are a big teddy bear wreck, the boys are lucky to have you." You state back to him leaning up to kiss him on the lips.

He hums lightly as he looks down to you with his mismatched eyes. "Don't go aroudn telling anyone I have an appearance to keep up" he says seriously before breaking into a laughter which makes you follow.

"Love you Wrecker and your crazy Shenanigans"

"Love you to Tiny and your two left feet" he jokes back at you.

i like how in the comics they always refer to Hellboy as a paranormal investigator, like he actually does any investigating, instead of just turning up and calling out/insulting the goblins and demons until they come out to throw hands with him

Hey, can I get a bad batch match up?

I’m a 5’2 girl with green-blue eyes with medium wavy brown hair. I wear pretty nice silver necklaces and hoops and lots of rings on my hands, but my overall style of dress is pretty casual and practical. Personality wise I’m very outspoken and tend to take charge in most occasions, but when I don’t have to be all business I’m very funny and really like to let loose. I find that emotionally I’m a little closed off, but I have no trouble getting the people around me to open up. I’m very protective over the people I care about and can be a bit of a bitch when I feel they’re being disrespected. I’m an introverted extrovert, so people that need a lot of my attention really can exhaust me after long periods of time, but after I have a little down time I do seek people out. My hobbies include writing, keeping plants, hiking, and planning everything from fictional worlds to hypothetical future plans. I also like to shop and pick up small oddities like crystals and vintage items. I have always been passionate about nature and know a lot about plants, animals, agriculture, and survival skills, however the deep science really confuses me. My greatest fear is alligators or anything alligator adjacent. Lastly, my dream has always been to teach no matter what the age group or the subject because I love children and firmly believe in the power of education.

I match you with.... Hunter

The first time Hunter meets you he is very taken by you. You don't take shit from others and will put them into their place.

He loves playing with your hair and necklaces. It helps him calm down just having his arms wrapped around you as he hums lightly.

You are still smaller then him. And he will tease you about how short you are. So elbow him in the ribs. He will wince a bit but he will apologise and pay you back in kisses.

He is very protective of you. He doesn't like when Regs call you names. The only regs we really gets along with are 212nd, 501st and the 104th. Anymore not in those groups he doesn't take kindly to.

He himself isn't one for writing other them writing reports.

It is kinda hard to keep plants on The Havoc Marauder but you do have a few scattered in the bunks on Kamino.

Tech finds seeds or pods for Hunter who wants certain ones to give yo you as presents.

After order 66 Omega takes to you. She loves learning anything and everything from you and the Batch.

Please teach her stranger Danger, and basic things like how to set a fire, simple things that are good to learn as a child.

Hide and seek is a very big thing for the lot of you, teaching Omega how to hide well from people.

It turns into a competition and Hunter always finds you first.

you are quick to hide under a fallen log, your breathing shakey as you try and focus on every sound around you.

You push your face further into the damp soil, the smell of decaying wood, moss and fresh rain is all you can smell as you try nd calm your hear beat.

You can hear movement in the forest which makes you push yourself further into the underneath of the log. You told your breath as you hear the creaking over top.

Next thing you feel is a set of arms griping aroudn your waist and dragging you out to under the log. You let out a Yelp as you try and get out of the arms holding you.

A deep chuckle comes from your back as you are pulled into a solid chest. " You know I can smell and hear you Cyar'ika" he chuckles.

"Hunter that's No fare and you know it" you grumble as he pulls you into his lap and presses a light kiss to the back of your neck.

"I'm using my abilities to my advantage" Hunter hums as he pull you with him to lay on the forest floor. He laughs smiling to you as you both lay there.

"I don't like you" you grumble only for Hunter to pull you to lay agaisnt his chest. His hand comes up to the side of your face softly brushing your hair our of your face.

"You know that's not true" he says leaning up to press a gentle kiss to your lips. You close your eyes and press one of yo u r hands into his chest while the other groups the back of his neck gentle playing with his hair.

You pull away from the kiss lightly and smile at him. "Kiss me like that and I'll never stay mad at you" you joke only for Hunter to pull you back down into another.

He hums light agaisnt your lips as he pushes his body up to sit with you in his lap.your hands grip onto the Green farm clothes as you p hjll him closer.

"Cyar'ika we better go fins Omega and the others before they come looking for us" he mumbles against your lips.

You sit pressing your face into his shoulder. "Five more minutes, I just want to enjoy thing" you say which makes him smile more as he wraps his arms around you.

"Five more minutes, let's hope Cut doesn't get worried and come looking" he says laying back down on the forest floor. His hair spreads out little curls of hair tangle together with leaves and twigs.

Your hands move to the small curls lightly wrapping them in your fingers and twirling the stands. " You look good in this, we might ahev to get you some more farm clothes" you say moving closer to curl up agaisnt him.

"Next trip into town, I enjoy them more then the Blacks" he mumbles. His eyes closed as you both lay in the soft sunlight of the forest.