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Prompt - “I got you.”

Requested - Yes - Anon

The first time you met was purely coincidental, you and your Master had been working on a mission for nearly a week without success. It seemed the mission was doomed to fail, impossible as every one of your attacks was countered until you were forced to retreat.

Everyone was exhausted, so many men had been lost in such a short amount of time, though really it felt like you had been here for so much longer. With each new attack less men were returning to camp, supplies and soldiers running dangerously low and the Council couldn’t get anyone out to Chisno to help.

You, Obi-Wan and Cody stood around a holomap, bouncing ideas of each other that were all met with failure. You were all drained, sore and tired from the constant action and needed an impossible plan for such an impossible mission.

“I have an idea.” Cody announced suddenly after the silence had stretched on.

You and Obi-Wan turned to the Commander, seeing the faraway look in his eyes as he ran through whatever plan he had thought up in his head. You both waited for him to calculate whether it would work before he turned to you with a nod.

“I have to make a call but hopefully we’ll have reinforcements here soon.” Cody said and he turned to leave the tent, leaving you and Obi-Wan to look at each other in confusion before just shrugging, you both trusted Cody and if he could get some form of reinforcements here then neither of you would complain.

It turns out Cody did have a plan and could come through with the reinforcements, just in time too because in the two days it took for Cody’s backup to arrive many more men had been lost in battle.

When the ship landed you looked over, having to wait only a moment or two for the door to open and a group to walk out. Your focus was immediately drawn to the man at the front of the group, long hair held in place with a red bandana, a smile spreading across his face as he gripped Cody’s forearm.

He was beautiful, that was the first thing you noticed about him. You didn’t know what you had done for the Force to put the two of you in the same place at the same time but you were thankful nonetheless.

“General Kenobi, General Y/L/N, this is Clone Force 99.” Cody said with a smile bigger than you had seen since before you were assigned this Force forsaken mission. “This is Crosshair, Wrecker, Tech and Hunter.”

Hunter.

They didn’t look much like any of the clones you were used to being around but Cody continued telling you about their enhancements and how these four clones could be the key to winning this mission and the planet.

“Thank you for coming, any help at this point would be greatly appreciated.” Obi-Wan told them and Wrecker chuckled.

“Don’t worry General, we’ll handle this!” Wrecker grinned as he punched his fist into his palm and you couldn’t help but smile with him, a small laugh escaping you.

It was then you noticed Hunter’s attention was on you, his lips pulling into his own little smile and yours softened as you looked at him, hoping your cheeks weren’t as flushed as they felt.

“Easy, big guy. Why don’t you boys come and look over what we have and then we can make a plan.” You said, immediately taking charge causing Obi-Wan to raise an eyebrow at you but you just ignored him, not daring to glance at him right now.

“Lead the way.” Hunter smiled as he gestured for you to go ahead and you fought to keep your smile from widening as you led the batch into the tent.

From that very first moment you and Hunter got along like you’d known each other forever. You bounced ideas of one another, a playful string of banter mixed in and you pointedly refused to look over at Obi-Wan even as you felt his amusement through your bond.

“You think we’ll win?” You asked Hunter when the others went to prepare and Cody and Obi-Wan went to inform the men of the newest plan.

“We’re good at what we do, we’ll win.” Hunter assured you, the tiredness you felt suddenly hitting you and Hunter stopped you from leaving the tent with a hand to yours.

That one little touch seemed to light something inside of you though, a rush of something flooding you and you felt something you hadn’t before.

Something about Hunter was intoxicating, despite only knowing him for several hours you knew he could be an important person in your life. The old Jedi rules didn’t even register in your head, attachments were bad but you didn’t care, not when Hunter’s hand on yours felt electric.

“It’s been a long mission, huh?” Hunter asked quietly and you let out a small huff.

“It’s been a long war.” You answered before sighing. “Sometimes it all feels impossible, like it’s never going to end.”

Hunter was silent for a moment but his hand squeezed yours softly.

“It will end.” He said and his voice sounded so much like a promise. “With Generals who care as much as you do, the war will end.”

You felt your face flush at his words, gaze falling away from him causing him to chuckle softly before you turned your hand so you were holding his and squeezed back.

“Thank you, Hunter.” You murmured, both of your eyes locked onto your joined hands before the rustling of the tent door snapped you apart just in time for Obi-Wan to poke his head through and call you to the front lines.

You and Hunter worked alongside each other like you had been doing it since the war started. His silent cues were easily read by you and you moved together and took down clankers with an ease you had never had before.

You kept hits away from Hunter with your lightsaber as he took down another wave of droids. Through the comms you heard Tech announce that he was moments away from shutting down the droid army, the only way you could win this campaign.

Just before Tech broke through the system you felt a burning pain shoot across your side, a whimper of pain escaping you as you forced yourself to stay upright, just about managing to deflect a blaster shot that would have hit Hunter had you missed.

As you fought you felt sweat pooling on your forehead, your whole body was shaking and the pain in your side got worse.

Hunter looked over at you and did a double take that almost had a clanker getting a shot in had Crosshair not dealt with it from the sniper's nest. You had clearly been hit, one arm wrapped around your side as you sluggishly waved your lightsaber this way and that.

Hunter felt his heart stutter as he watched you stumble, barely keeping yourself up as you took down another droid. He didn’t know why he cared so much about you. He hadn’t known you for long at all, less than a day and yet here he was with a wave of fear running through him.

“Tech you have to hurry up, General Y/L/N’s hit!” Hunter commanded into his comm and watched as you looked over at him, face contorted in pain and he forced himself to smile reassuringly over at you.

“I only need a few more seconds, bear with me.” Tech said calmly into the comm and Hunter nodded at you. “And the droids should be shutting down…now.”

As he had said the droids all suddenly went motionless before slumping to the ground and you went right along with them causing Hunter to curse.

“Hey, I got you.” Hunter murmured as he wasted no time picking you up in his arms, smiling sympathetically as you curled into his chest with a whimper of pain. “I got you.”

It didn’t take long for Hunter to arrive back at the camp, the rest of the batch already there as well as Cody and Obi-Wan, the Jedi rushing over as soon as he saw the two of you.

“She got hit by a blaster.” Hunter told the man before he could ask and gestured for Tech, it was a fairly standard injury, one that pretty much everyone had experienced since the war started so Tech was well equipped to handle it. “Tech look over her please.”

“Of course Hunter, set her down and I’ll apply some bacta patches and assess if there is further damage.” Tech said as Hunter placed you down on the cot and stepped back to let Tech pull your robe and start cleaning up the wound.

“Thank you for keeping her safe.” Obi-Wan said at his side and Hunter couldn’t help but frown.

“She got hurt.” Hunter told him quietly, not looking away from you as Tech worked.

“A single blaster shot that is easily fixable is better than what could have happened had you not been there.” Obi-Wan said, looking towards Hunter even as the man kept his gaze firmly on you. “You cannot blame yourself, you kept her safe and brought her back.”

Hunter didn’t say anything else, just nodded even though he didn’t fully believe the Jedi’s words and stayed where he was until Tech announced you would be fine.

It was a while longer before you had woken up, Hunter had sent the rest of the batch to help the 212th prepare their ships as he waited with you, ignoring the smirk Crosshair threw at him on his way out of the tent.

“Where am I?” You asked with a small wince as you tried to sit up but Hunter stopped you with a gentle hand to your shoulder.

“Relax, you’re back at the camp.” Hunter assured you and watched as you frowned before opening your eyes fully and mouthing his name causing him to chuckle softly. “You’re okay, Tech patched you up good as new.”

“Thank you for getting me back.” You smiled at him, bringing your hand up to wrap around his forearm and giving it a squeeze. “Did we win?”

“I told you we would.” Hunter couldn’t stop his own smile as you grinned tiredly at him.

“Never should have doubted you.” You told him, wincing again as you shifted. “I guess you’ll be heading off soon then.”

“Yeah,” Hunter sighed, not sure what it was about you that made it so hard to leave. “My boys are helping yours out and then we’ll be heading back to Kamino.”

“Thank you for your help, we couldn’t have done it without any of you.” You said, squeezing his arm again and Hunter finally let his hand slip from your shoulder down into your hand and squeezed back. “Hopefully our paths cross again, Sergeant.”

“It was an honour fighting alongside you, General.” Hunter smiled and you couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Call me Y/N.” You insisted and Hunter nodded at you, his smile widening at your laugh.

“I hope we meet again, Y/N.” He said and your smile turned soft as you nodded your agreement.

Before you could say anything the tent opened and somebody cleared their throat. When you looked up you saw Tech standing awkwardly with a data pad in hand.  

“Sorry for the interruption.” He said as he looked from you to Hunter and down to your joined hands. “But we must be leaving.”

“Tech!” You smiled, watching as his eyes widened slightly behind his goggles. “I’m glad you’re here, I wanted to thank you for patching me up.”

“Oh, you’re welcome, really it wasn’t a problem, nothing that some bacta and rest won’t fix. Are you in any pain?” Tech asked as he stepped closer and watched as you shook your head.

“It’s a bit sore but it doesn’t hurt any more, thanks to you.” You said and watched him nod.

“Very good, you should be fine in a few hours but do be sure to rest.” Tech instructed and you nodded, thanking him again before turning to Hunter who hadn’t moved.

“See you around?” You asked with a small smile and Hunter nodded.

“If you ever need any help, comm us, Cody has our comm number I’ll make sure you get it.” Hunter told you and you nodded, murmuring another thank you before he stood.

He hesitated before he forced himself out of the tent after Tech, looking back over his shoulder to give you a final smile before disappearing from view, hoping to whatever Force was listening that this wouldn’t be the last time you met.

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Prompt - Forehead kiss whilst cuddling

You’d known the Bad Batch long before Order 66 was executed, they joined you so much on missions that at some point they just never left and came apart of your battalion. The only time they left your side was when they were called back to Kamino or another battalion needed help with the impossible.

Over the years you had grown close with all of them, Hunter stood by your side and helped you command the 429th, the two of you had spent many sleepless nights together pouring over new intel and strategies. You and Crosshair were close though people looking in at your friendship would doubt that, even though your friendship mostly consisted of the two of you poking at each other’s buttons you were also the first to stand up for the other, always willing to take a blaster shot or punches thrown by the enemy. It had taken Tech the longest to warm up to you and you him, he hadn’t been purposefully hostile but he had never been all too good with new people or breaks to his routine and suddenly he was on a ship surrounded by regs who he had never had the best experience with anyway and you, a complete stranger. Overtime though the two of you did bond and whenever Tech wanted somebody to talk to he usually sought you out first.

As much as you loved them all it was Wrecker who had taken the place as your favourite, not that you’d ever admit it out loud. You didn’t need to honestly, it seemed everybody knew.

Wrecker was something else, at first you had been weary of him. There was no time for introductions when the batch first showed up, the battle already well underway and you and your men losing spectacularly.

One minute you had been surrounded by droids, the Force and your lightsaber both desperately trying to fight them off and the next there was a loud boom as an explosion went off and then Wrecker had easily dealt with the remaining droids on you with nothing but a loud laugh, giving you a grin before moving onto more droids.

Turns out after getting to know him that the giant of a man was really a gentle, caring one, always aware of his strength and never using it against anybody but the enemy, not even when you had heard some of the regular clones under your command giving the batch a hard time.

Once they started joining you frequently you let yourself get closer and closer to Wrecker, finding out you had more in common with him than just about anyone on the ship. You found yourself gravitating to him all the time, whether it be seeking him out before a mission when you were worried and felt the weight of the whole battalion on your shoulders or after a mission were you let him pull your aching body into a crushing hug in which you both assured yourself the other had made it through another mission safe and alive.

At some point Wrecker had managed to pull you into training with him somehow. You had finally given into his insistence that you needed to learn how to fight without your lightsaber. He wasn’t wrong, you were highly skilled with your lightsaber, easily a worthy opponent but there were times it got lost in battle and you had only yourself to rely on. So you let him teach you how to throw punches and to deflect attacks until you were an aching puddle on the floor. The only thing that made the whole thing worth it was seeing Wrecker break a sweat as he grinned at you.

You had never thought that his training would come in as helpful as it had, a year or so later you found yourself on a rare campaign without the batch’s assistance, they had been needed elsewhere to aid Master Billaba.

You had had a bad feeling about this mission since they had left but you knew the war was coming to an end, Master Kenobi was on his way to defeat Grievous as you headed to your own mission. There was nothing to be done for your nerves though and you desperately tried to push them aside without Wrecker’s steady presence assuring you everything would be just fine.

It turned out your bad feeling had been right.

You found yourself staring down the barrel of a blaster held by the Captain, the rest of your battalion following his lead and aiming their own at you. It was after a long battle, one in which you had lost your lightsaber again and you had nothing but the Force to help you.

You weren’t entirely sure how you had managed to get on a ship, the past hour nothing but a blur but what you did know was that it was Wrecker’s training that had saved you. All that time spent working together until he was satisfied you could hold your own had finally paid off and it was the only reason you were alive.

It sent an ache through you thinking about Wrecker. You wanted to comm him but you weren’t sure how widespread this thing with the Clones was, what if the batch wanted to kill you? You weren’t sure you could deal with the heartbreak of losing them.

You had decided on heading back to Coruscant when Obi-Wan’s message came through, warning you away from the Temple and Coruscant, your heart breaking as the message played on a loop until you forced yourself to turn it off with shaky hands, turning your comm off with it.

You didn’t know where to go, the war had been lost, nowhere was safe. As you sat in your ship you wracked your brain for safe places only the Jedi knew about and then remembered a place you’d heard some of the Master’s speak about.

It was sketchy but you figured if the Sith had truly taken over then they wouldn’t start with planets like this, it should have left you with plenty of time to come up with another plan before they arrived.

Finding Cid had been an unpleasant enough experience, you couldn’t figure what the Jedi were doing working with somebody like her but there wasn’t anyone left to question. When she tried to drag you into her sketchy dealings you had walked right back out of her office, you were alone in the galaxy but you weren’t that desperate for help that would probably come back to bite you one day.

You left with her threats of calling the Empire following you out the door and then paused once you were out, wondering what in the stars your plan was. Staying in Ord Mantell was probably your best option provided Cid didn’t make good on her promises. You could stay in your ship and work odd jobs to build enough credits for something more secure but until then it looked like you were stuck.

Many days passed until you stopped bothering to keep track of how long it had been since the war was lost, since you were left alone with no home to go back to and no friends, no Wrecker. You hadn’t turned your comm on since that day, there was no point, everyone you knew was either dead or wanted you dead.

“Hey you!” Cid called as they turned to leave her office with a mission, not sure how willing they were to trust her but needing the credits. “You mentioned the Jedi.”

“Um yes I did, what of it?” Echo asked as they turned back around to face her.

“There was a girl poking round here not too long ago, said she was a Jedi but she didn’t stay long, not willing to make a friend outta me. You reckon you know her?” The batch all turned to each other, Hunter hated the hopeful look that spread across Wrecker’s face.

It had been a while since that day and when you hadn’t answered any of their comm calls Hunter knew what had happened to you. Wrecker had been devastated, not only did they have the guilt of leaving Crosshair behind but Wrecker was heartbroken over your loss, not that Wrecker ever accepted what had happened, he still sat at the comm every day and called you, refusing to give up hope that you were alive. Hunter heard him crying softly into Lula most days, Omega having pressed the doll into the giant’s chest when Tech brought your name up and he got teary eyes.

He still wasn’t dealing with it well, Hunter heard him crying more nights than not, dark circles under his eyes showing that he hadn’t been sleeping well without you. Hunter didn’t know what to do, he hated seeing Wrecker so distraught, if he could have taken his pain on he’d have done it in a heartbeat.

Omega had been an angel, Wrecker loved the kid straight away and she might have been the only thing keeping him together. Wrecker had told her so many stories about you, Omega always content in his lap, eager to hear of your grand adventures together and nobody said anything about the tears that slid down Wrecker’s cheeks.

Seeing him now made Hunter’s fist clench, Cid hadn’t known what she was doing brining the Jedi up but seeing the bright hopeful look on his brother’s face made him want to punch something knowing full well it was going to hurt just as badly as it had the first time when it turned out it wasn’t you.

Wrecker let himself get his hopes up though, he’d always known you couldn't be dead. Even if something had happened and you’d been without your lightsaber he knew he had taught you enough to survive without it. He tried to justify the unanswered comm calls by telling himself your comm had probably just gotten broken during the battle and you hadn’t been able to get to a new one yet.  

He didn’t miss the sympathetic looks he got from his brothers and Omega but he ignored them, unwilling and unable to give up one you. You would find your way back to each other, you always did.

“What’d she say her name was?” Wrecker asked eagerly, stepping towards Cid with a growing smile.

“She didn’t say her name, refused to say much of anything once I asked her to go on a run for me.” Cid said and they watched Wrecker’s shoulder slump down. “But I do know she never left the planet, matter of fact as a show of my goodwill I’ll tell you where she’s staying.”

“Yeah, tell us!” Wrecker pleaded, perking right back up.

“Alright, alright! She’s staying in her ship, down in hangar bay 18.” Cid told them and Wrecker was already out the door as Cid called after him. “Don’t say I don’t do nothing for you boys!”

Hunter and Echo shot each other sad smiles, knowing full well how this was going to end. They stood still for a moment, Tech sighing softly as the three of them watched Wrecker practically run out of Cid’s with Omega following closely behind.

“It could be her right?” Echo asked though the tone of his voice didn’t have much belief in his words.

“Unfortunately, the chances of this so-called Jedi being Y/N are highly improbable to impossible.”  Tech told them, his voice quiet as he adjusted his goggles.

“Come on, let’s check it out anyway.” Hunter said and gestured for them to follow the other two, already dreading the heartbreak Wrecker would experience all over again.

Wrecker arrived at the hangar bay moments before the rest of the batch caught up to him, pausing outside of bay 18 as he took a deep breath.

“Wrecker, I know you want it to be her, we all do but you have to prepare yourself for it being somebody else.” Echo told him gently, placing a hand on Wrecker’s bicep.

Wrecker turned to him with a shaky smile and nodded but he refused to let himself think it could be anyone else. It was going to be you, it had to be you.

“You ready Wrecker?” Omega asked with a smile, looking up at him.

Wrecker took one more deep breath and nodded again, smiling as Omega slipped her small hand into his and gave it a squeeze.

He led the way into the hangar bay and his breath caught in his throat as he recognised the ship the Republic had used. Everyone else took note too and felt their heart break a little more knowing it was only getting Wrecker’s hopes up.

Wrecker was the one to knock on the ship’s door and everybody waited anxiously for the door to open.

You had been on Ord Mantell for far too long, this place was everything you hated but you had no choice but to stay. It wasn’t swarming with troopers and that was the best you could do right now. You worked odd jobs and built up some credits, saving them for when it was time to flee, needing to be ready to do so at a moment's notice.

You had finally gotten back to your ship after a long day of manual labour but it was worth it for the credits that had been handed over to you at the end of it. You took a small ration bar out of the storage box and sat down heavily in your seat.

As you ate the small bar you couldn’t stop your thoughts wandering back to the same place they always did…Wrecker. Stars you missed him. Every day your heart ached at being away from him, at how you would never see him again, at how he was now nothing but a mindless droid following orders, it ached at knowing that you would never get the chance to tell him that he had been the one to save you, that you would never get to tell him you loved him.

You had known for a long time that you loved Wrecker but your loyalty to the Jedi Code had stopped you from ever telling him. That and the fact you were scared, you’d never been in love before and you weren’t certain that Wrecker would feel the same about you so it was easier to hide behind the Code and keep your feelings to yourself.

You regretted that now, hated the fact that you hadn’t been brave enough to tell him. You knew the chance to do so would never come around, not now that he was the Empire’s good soldier.

You’d have left the Order if Wrecker had asked you too, joined him and his brothers in the Marauder and fought alongside them. He had never asked though and you had had to be content with them joining you on your cruiser and staying for as long as they could.

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a banging on the ship’s door and you startled in your seat, reaching over to grab a blaster in place of the lightsaber you had never managed to recover.

You stood up and headed over to the door, finger hovering over the button to open it. If it was the Empire they surely wouldn’t bother with niceties, preferring to force their way onto your ship instead. There was nobody else it could be though, the only person who knew you were staying on your ship was Cid and you weren’t exactly expecting her to stop by for a cup of caf any time soon.

You hesitated for another moment before raising your blaster and pressing the button.

There were several gasps as the door finally opened and you didn’t have a chance to take in your guests because suddenly you were being dragged into a bone crushing hug, one that had you tensing before your mind caught up and you recognised the arms holding you close.

“Wrecker?” You choked out, tears springing to your eyes as you pushed him away to make sure it was really him, blaster falling to the ground. “Stars, it’s really you.”

Wrecker was a mess, tears fell rapidly down his face as he pulled you back into his arms, feeling your fingers clawing into him as you gripped him tight. He had to watch himself, knowing he could crush you but he couldn’t loosen his grip if he tried, not when it felt like if he did you would disappear before him.

“I knew you were alive.” Wrecker mumbled into your hair, leaning down to rest his head against you as you sobbed into him. “Knew you’d be alright.”

“I thought you were gone!” You cried, pulling back only far enough to look up at him, shaky hands cupping his cheeks as you took him in.

“M’alright, ya don’t have to worry ‘bout me, I’m right here. Just glad I found you.” Wrecker told you, his voice softer than you had ever heard as he leaned down and pressed his forehead to yours.

The two of you stayed like that for a while longer before you both managed to pry yourselves away, though you didn’t go too far from each other. It was then you saw the others standing behind them, their own eyes shiny and cheeks stained with tear marks.

“Echo, Tech, Hunter! It’s so good to see you!” You exclaimed, meeting them halfway and letting Echo pull you into his own hug, him holding you close for a few moments before letting you go, squeezing your arm as he did.

“Good to have you back, Y/N/N.” Echo smiled, his voice shaky and you couldn’t help but laugh softly, the sound more like a sob as you nodded.

Tech was next, he wasn’t the greatest with physical affection but he still let you pull him into a soft hug and let himself rest his head against yours and he took a shaky breath, hardly able to believe you were alive and well.

Hunter was waiting for you with open arms and you practically fell into them, letting him wrap you up, tucking your head into his chest as a few more tears escaped you.

“I’m sorry we didn’t find you earlier.” Hunter apologised into your hair and you shook your head, brushing the apology off easily, you couldn’t blame them, you would never think to blame them. Considering the circumstances it was a safe assumption for them to believe you had died at the hands of your battalion, just as it was a safe bet for you to think they had become the Empire’s new soldiers.

You could help but notice that Crosshair was missing from the group, blood going cold when you realised they would never willingly leave one of their own behind, not unless they had no choice in the matter and you guessed that whatever had happened to your battalion had happened to at least one of the batch.

You didn't mention the loss of the sniper, instead when you pulled away from Hunter you gravitated back to Wrecker who was waiting just a step or two behind you, his arm winding around your waist and pulling you even closer.

“What happened to you?” Echo asked and you took a shaky breath, feeling Wrecker’s thumb softly brushing against your hip and you let yourself relax into the touch, a touch you never thought you’d get to feel again.

“How about we go to the Marauder?” You suggested, glancing towards your ship and back to the group. “I don’t think there’s enough space on there for all of us.”

The walk back to the Marauder was silent, the young girl you had noticed but had not been introduced to made her way over to Hunter and took his hand in hers, Hunter smiling down at her before continuing on. You couldn’t help but smile at them as you walked alongside Wrecker, his arm still around you as he kept you close.

Once you were all in the Marauder, everyone in their usual seats with Wrecker pulling you onto his lap, his head on your shoulder and arms still wrapped around your waist, everybody turned to you.

“After the battle on Zaphus the clones turned on me, I didn’t have my lightsaber but,” you paused, hands resting on Wrecker’s forearms as you turned to look at him thankfully, “I managed to escape with your training, guess you were right it did come in handy.”

“Told you it would.” Wrecker said but there was no teasing tone to his voice, no smug I told you so grin on his face, the words were soft and sad in a way you hated hearing from Wrecker.

“I got to the ship and after I heard Obi-Wan’s message to all remaining Jedi I shut my comm off.” Before you could continue Tech cut you off.

“Why would you turn your comm off? We have tried to get in contact with you every day since the end of the Republic.” Tech told you and you felt your heart ache and swell at the same time, all this time you had thought they had wanted you dead when really they had spent every day trying to find you.

“I thought whatever happened to my battalion had happened to you, once I got to Ord Mantell I realised that all the clones had turned, I figured that meant you too.” You told them, feeling your eyes well up but refused to let the tears fall as you leaned further into Wrecker’s chest.

“Y/N, we thought you were dead, stars if we’d known we’d have done everything to find you.” Echo said and you smiled over at him.

Out of all the batch you had known Echo longest. You and General Skywalker had always gotten along well and had aided each other plenty of times throughout the Clone Wars. Echo and Fives had made quick work befriending you and you had become closer with each mission you worked together.  

Echo had always been kind to you, always ready to help in any way he could whether it be through bringing you a hot mug of caf when the sleepless nights piled on top of each other or shooting down clankers before they could get a hit on you.

When the batch had come to assist you and had brought Echo along with them you couldn’t stop the tears that filled your eyes as you took in the pale skin and robotics attached to him but ultimately none of that mattered compared to the fact that Echo was alive and safe with your batch and you hadn’t been able to resist pulling his skinny frame into a tight hug.

“I know, me too.” You murmured, feeling Wrecker’s arms tighten around you before he relaxed again, assuring himself you were here and with him.

That night, long after more talking and a few shared tears, you headed down to the bunk rooms. Climbing into bed with Wrecker again after so long apart made your eyes sting but you refused to cry again tonight.

Wrecker’s arms wrapped around you, encompassing your frame as he dragged you as close to him as you could get, not a single inch of space between you, not that you were complaining, if anything your tried to burrow yourself deeper into his chest, fingers clinging to his blacks as you let yourself relax for the first time in a long time.

After everything that had happened you had truly thought you were alone in the galaxy but having Wrecker here, his body comforting and steady as his fingers traced random shapes on your back, you knew you still had a home.

“Missed you every day, mesh’la.” Wrecker murmured, his lips moving against your hair. “Knew you couldn’t be dead, never gave up on ya, baby.”

“I’m sorry for turning my comm off, I wish I-”

“No,” Wrecker cut you off, pressing a kiss to your head. “S’like Tech said it was smart, we could’a tried to trick ya. Doesn’t matter now anyway, we got you back, I got you back.”

You smiled shakily into Wrecker’s chest and nodded along with his words. He was right, nothing could be changed, no amount of pleading with the Force could undo time, all you had was now and you weren’t going to waste a single moment, not when you never thought you’d have this again.

“I love you Wrecker.” You whispered into his chest, glancing up to see him smiling widely down at you.

“I love ya too, baby.” He told you before placing a kiss to your forehead, pulling you into him.

You let your eyes fall closed as you took steady breaths, feeling like you could breathe properly again with Wrecker’s heartbeat against your ear.

It wasn’t long before you drifted off, Wrecker’s arms a heavy and grounding assurance that this was real, that not everything had been snatched from you in the blink of an eye, that the Force wasn’t cruel enough to leave you alone in the galaxy. Every night since that day you had yearned for Wrecker and now you got to fall asleep in his arms again, content and safe for the first time in what felt like forever.

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Prompt - “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” (Set post season 2, pre season 3)

You couldn’t even say how much time had passed since that Force forsaken day. It had been months at best and yet somehow it felt more like years. You had never been able to adjust to a life without Tech, how could you? It was impossible to believe that there had ever been a time where you hadn’t had Tech in your life, hadn’t had him ready at your side rattling facts of, filling silences with knowledge or just sitting together as he tinkered away. Whenever you needed somebody, it was always Tech you turned to.

Then all of a sudden Tech was gone. 

You still remembered the day, still remembered watching him fall from the cart, still remembered the heart wrenching scream that escaped you as you could do nothing but watch, only Hunter kept you where you were, stopping you from following after Tech, dragging you against his chest and forcing you to stay on the cart as it sped away from Tech. 

You had no memory of leaving, everything since then had passed in a blur and you were certain it was only thanks to Hunter you had managed to make it back to safety.

A day hadn’t passed where you let yourself believe Tech was dead. You couldn’t ever let yourself believe that, the second you did you knew you’d be done. You had to force yourself to keep that small spark of hope that seemed to dim as each day went by. 

You spent your days sat on the comm, pleading for hours for Tech to answer you, pleading with him to come back home, to come back to you. Hunter and Wrecker watched on with aching hearts as you refused to be moved, refused to let yourself accept reality.

The loss of Tech was only worsened by the loss of Omega, then Echo left to go help Rex, unable to stand being on the Marauder. You didn’t blame him, some days being on the ship drove you crazy, there were too many memories, too many constant reminders of those that should have been here but weren’t. Some days you couldn’t drag yourself out of bed, the smell of Tech on the sheets lessened with each day he was gone but you had to believe he’d be back one day.

Months had passed since that day and you were startled all of a sudden when the comm came to life, a distress signal that was used by the Batch could be heard. Hunter watched your face fill with relief, with hope. It broke his heart but still it was a code they used, they had to check it out.

You were relieved beyond words to see that Omega and Crosshair were safe and alive and yet you were disappointed. You hated to even admit it to yourself, hated the fact that when you saw the pair your heart dropped because it wasn’t Tech.

It was meant to be Tech.

Nobody blamed you for withdrawing after that, they knew you wanted Tech back. You had felt the spark of hope you had fizzle out, desperately wanting to stay alight but you didn’t know how to keep believing, didn’t know how to carry on without Tech.

It seemed that even though things had gotten better, two members of the Batch were back where they belonged, it was never right. There was constantly an empty space in every room of the Marauder, a silence after somebody said something where you still waited for Tech to talk, there were no longer random projects left out for you to fall over, it wasn’t home without Tech.

You still sat at the comm but your heart was empty as you spoke, you would give anything for a reply. 

Then one day it came. 

A strange message that consisted of nothing more than a set of coordinates and a cryptic message of ‘pl45’. Suddenly that spark of hope that had gone out weeks ago was back with a mighty flame, pushing out all the darkness and you just knew, it had to be him.

“Hunter!” You called, looking at the coordinates and the message, Plan 45, it was definitely a code the Batch used.

Hunter frowned as he looked at the message, Plan 45 meant mission gone wrong. It was their code, a random one to use but still their code. He wasn’t sure about it, one look at your face and he knew you had gotten your hopes up, he hated that you were going to be left more broken than before, he wasn’t sure you’d recover from this one.

“Y/N,” Hunter sighed softly but you were already shaking your head at him, standing from your seat and pushing past him into the cockpit. “Hey, I want it to be him too!”

“Then let’s go!” You snapped at Hunter, immediately feeling bad. You knew that whilst you hadn’t been coping well with the loss of Tech, without Hunter you probably would have completely lost it months ago. He truly had been your saving grace. “I’m sorry, it’s just…it’s Tech, I know it is.”

Hunter looked at you, his face contorted with sympathy but eventually he nodded, taking a seat in the cockpit as you typed in the coordinates. He didn’t say anything but that was just what you needed, to have Hunter by your side as you went to find Tech.

It had to be Tech.

It had to be.

It took two days to land on the planet the coordinates led to, a planet you didn’t know the name of and was so far off the map. You were sure Tech would have a fact or two about it if he were here.

You had sat on the comm, watching it, willing it to come alive with another message but nothing more came through. 

The ship finally landed and you were the first off it, eyes scanning the forest around you, looking for any sign of Tech. The others followed you out of the Marauder, each of them looking around and seeing nothing, knowing it was going to be bad for you when you came to another dead end.

It was Hunter who heard him first, a crunch and snap of twigs under a boot alerted him and he let out a small gasp, feeling Crosshair and Wrecker look at him. 

It took a few more moments but Tech appeared from the trees and you felt your legs nearly give out as you looked at him, unable to move. 

“Y/N.” Tech breathed out and that was all you needed to force your feet forward, practically falling into his chest and Tech didn’t care how sore his body was he still wrapped his arms around you and held you close.

“You got my message.” He whispered into your hair and you laughed though the noise sounded more like a sob as silent tears made their way down your cheeks.

Tech felt his own eyes well up but he managed to keep the tears contained as he looked past you to his brothers, though a few tears did manage to trickle out as he saw Crosshair looking back at him.

Eventually you managed to pull away and Tech brought his hand to your cheek, brushing away your tears before he leant his forehead against yours.

“I knew you were alive.” You told him, your voice barely audible as you tried to hold back more tears. “I knew you were.”

Tech leaned forward, brushing his lips against yours and you couldn’t stop more tears from falling as you kissed him back, savouring the feeling after doubting if you would ever feel this again. 

You never strayed far from Tech when the two of you eventually pulled away and he was embraced by his brothers, each of their eyes watery and a few of their cheeks wet where tears had fallen. 

Eventually you all made your way back into the Marauder and Tech excused himself for a much needed sonic. You were reluctant to let him go but watched him leave, assuring yourself he was back.

“I told you.” You said softly as Hunter came to sit next to you. “I told you he was alive.”

Hunter pulled you against his chest, his arm going around your shoulder as he placed a soft kiss to your head.

“He’s alive.” Hunter murmured against your hair, still trying to wrap his mind around it himself.

By the time Tech had left the fresher Hunter had gotten the ship into hyperspace and everyone was sat together. Tech immediately made his way over to you, not wasting any time in pulling you close to him, your hand finding his as the others spoke softly, your thumb stroking over his knuckles in a constant reminder that he was there.

The six of you sat there for hours, Tech filled you in on what had happened since his fall, Omega had excitedly told Tech about her and Crosshair’s daring escape and the rest of the night was spent reliving old memories until you were all yawning.

None of you wanted to pull yourselves out of that moment but the need for sleep was too much and you forced yourselves up and into bed. 

You were happy to go to bed though when Tech climbed in after you and pulled you close, the sound of his steady breathing was enough to lull you into an easy sleep, something that you hadn’t been able to do for months, your eyes falling closed feeling warm and overwhelmingly relieved.

It wasn’t until you gasped awake, shivering at the cold air that you knew something wasn’t right. You looked around and felt your heart sink as you realised you were on a cart, Storm Troopers shooting at you from across the way. It wasn’t until you saw Tech running across the rail line that you felt panic build up.

“No.” You whispered to yourself, Omega looking up at you in confusion. “No, he’s alive. I got him back.”

“Um, Hunter, something’s wrong with Y/N.” You heard Omega say but you didn’t pay attention to Hunter calling your name, instead keeping your eyes locked on Tech like your gaze alone could change everything.

“We’ve got three ships inbound.” Hunter said, dragging his gaze from you and back onto the fight.

You shook your head, how many times had you been forced to relive this day? How many times had you been forced to lose Tech? You thought you had him back, you had him back. Was that just a dream, a way to cope with him being gone?

Power came rushing back to the cart, snapping you back to reality and your eyes filled with tears as you watched Tech running back towards the cart, trying to outrun the blaster shots aimed at him.

You could only watch through blurry tear filled eyes as Tech fell from the rail line onto a falling cart, watching as he just about managed to secure himself with his grappling line but there was nowhere for him to go, the cart was falling faster than he could climb.

“Wrecker, get him on board.” Hunter commanded, though the command was filled with underlying worry.

You let out a choked sob, knowing that command wouldn’t be carried out. 

“You must sever the connecting hinge. Now!” Tech instructed and you shook your head madly.

“Tech.” You managed to choke out. “Please.”

“Y/N,” You heard Tech sigh and your name falling from his lips had more sobs escaping you. “I’m sorry, my love.” 

You watched as he pulled his blaster out and knew what was to come.

“Plan 99.” He said and you screamed as he fired his blaster, only able to watch as he fell, seconds away from blinding following after him only to have Hunter snatch you away from the edge, holding you tightly against his chest as you thrashed madly against him, unsure of what you could do if you managed to get out of his hold but the only thought in your mind was that you wanted Tech.

He couldn’t be dead.

You shot up with a gasp, silent tears falling down your face and sweat clinging to your body as you looked around, assuring yourself you were in the Marauder. Your heart hammered in your chest when you realised you were alone.

Had Tech ever been back?

You forced your body out of bed, of course he was back, he had to be.

Your feet silently carried you through the Marauder, only stopping when you got to the cockpit and you felt a sob escape you when you saw Tech in the pilot’s seat, looking out of the window as you flew through hyperspace.

The noise had Tech turning to face you with a worried look.

“What happened, my love?” The pet name had your mind flashing back to the last thing he said to you but you shook your head, wiping the tears away as best you could.

“I had a nightmare about you,” You told him, watching as his face softened and he made room for you on the chair. “And I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I’m okay, dear.” He assured you as you sat in the chair, his arm wrapping around you as he held you close, guiding your head to his chest so you could feel his heart beat loud and clear. “I’m alive.”

The words were a reassurance to the both of you as you sat there holding each other in silence whilst you passed through hyperspace, Tech was here. 

He was alive and he was going nowhere. 

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Step Into The Daylight

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Prompt - "Well, I’m sorry I fell in love with you, okay? But it happened and I can’t do anything about it.” “You... What?” &  "I never wanted anyone to feel bad for me, especially not you"

The sun streaming through the windows did little to fight against the coldness he felt, he knew the room was warm, he knew the cold he felt deep in his bones wasn’t there and yet he couldn’t fight the shivers that wracked his body. It didn’t matter that he could see the small room his brother’s had shown him to once they landed on the planet, in his mind he was still there, still in that cold, small cell with no hope of escaping.

He’d been there for so long, long enough that he had lost track of the days. He could have planned an escape, could have made some attempt to leave their torture but what for? There was nothing waiting for him outside of his cell anymore.

Gone was his relationship with his brothers, gone was the easy back and forth banter with Wrecker, gone were the late night talks with Hunter, gone were the days him and Tech would sit together, his brother’s voice filling the silence without expecting anything back from Crosshair, gone was Echo’s steady presence, at his side whenever he needed it.

Gone were you.

Gone were the early mornings when the rest of his brothers were still asleep, only you and Crosshair awake in the cockpit holding a warm cup of caff and filling the space with softly spoken conversation. Gone were the days spent trying to stick by your side, gone were the stolen glances and lingering touches, gone was sneaking away after missions to explore together, gone were the chances he took to watch you smile, gone was the promise he’d tell you how he felt tomorrow.

Crosshair had run out of tomorrow’s a long time ago.

After all he had done, all the pain he had put his brothers through, the pain he had put you through, this was the least he deserved. 

And so when the chance came to make his escape, to leave the pain and the torture behind he hesitated. The cell door was open, it would be so easy to leave and yet he hesitated. 

If the kid hadn’t been there, if her life didn’t depend on him getting her out he knows he would have stayed where he was, he would have rotted in that cell for as long as they decided he was useful alive.

Now he was free and somehow he felt more confined than ever. It wasn’t just because Hunter wouldn’t take his eyes off him, it wasn’t because Wrecker hovered or the fact Omega had seemed to attach herself to him. It didn’t even have anything to do with the fact that you were here, stars above Crosshair couldn’t think of a time he would ever have ignored your presence and yet now he did everything to stay away from you, not able to face you yet.

No, it wasn’t because of you or his brothers that Crosshair felt confined. It was because he didn’t deserve this freedom, in his head he was still in the cold cell, destined to rot away.

Crosshair stood from the floor, unable to lay there any longer. The room had a bed tucked against the wall but Crosshair had only managed about ten minutes of tossing and turning on it before he gave the bed up for the floor, the bed too soft compared to what he had become used to.

Everyone else was still asleep as he made his way outside, no real destination in mind. His feet carried him through side streets until they grew sore and only then did he make his way back, stopping not too far away from where the others were to sit on the sand, the sun shining blindingly on the water. 

He didn’t deserve to be here.

“I used to come here.” A voice interrupted him some time later, a voice he recognised all too well. “It’s quiet, no one ever comes here.”

Crosshair didn’t turn to look at you, he couldn’t bring himself to do it but when you sat next to him it was too much. He went to stand but your hand softly grabbing his stopped him.

“Please stop running away.” You pleaded softly and Crosshair didn’t have to look at you to know your eyes were teary but he did anyway, his heart aching for having made you this way.

“I can’t do this.” He told you quietly, forcing his gaze away from yours and looking back out at the water. 

“I don’t know what happened to you,” You said after a moment's silence and Crosshair balled his hand into a fist, silently begging you to stop talking. “I don’t know what they did to you and you don’t have to tell me but-”

“But nothing.” He spat angrily, glaring at the sea and instantly hating himself for lashing out at you, so he tried again, softer this time. “But nothing. What they did to me was nothing less than I deserved.”

“Don’t say that.” You said, head shaking as you tried to compose yourself.

“It’s the truth, I tried to kill you, kill my brothers…I hurt you all and for what? For the Empire to throw my loyalty in my face.” Crosshair shrugged. 

“For what it’s worth, I never gave up on you.” You told Crosshair, looking away from him as you spoke. “It didn’t matter what you did, how far you strayed from us, I never gave up on you.”

“You should have.” He muttered. “Everyone else did, Hunter doesn’t trust me, Wrecker wants to but he knows I’m nothing more than a lost cause.”

“That’s not true. Hunter’s just being Hunter, he needs time to adjust, needs time to figure things out in his head and then he’ll want to talk to you. Yeah you’re both gonna throw out words you don’t mean, maybe a punch or two but after that…it’s Hunter, he’s glad you’re back. As for Wrecker he wants to come to you, you know that as much as I do but he’s scared, he doesn’t want to spook you so he’s waiting for you to make the first move.” You explained, keeping your voice soft, not turning to face Crosshair as he turned to look at you.

“What about you?” He finally asked, voice barely above a whisper. 

“I was with Wrecker. I kept my distance and waited to see what your move was. Turns out your move was to avoid everyone.” You laughed and Crosshair felt himself relax a little, the sound one he hadn't heard in so long and it somehow managed to push out some of the cold he felt. “I feel for you, Cross, I do. Stars only know what the Empire did to you but you’re free now, don’t let them win, don’t shut us out.”

“I never wanted anyone to feel bad for me, especially not you.” Crosshair said after a long pause of silence and you laughed again.

“We all feel bad for you, despite everything you’re one of us.” You told him so sincerely that Crosshair felt like he’d been punched in the stomach at the speed his breath was stolen from him.

You turned to face him, a small smile on your face and you hesitated for only a moment before you reached out and took his hand in yours, entwining your fingers together.

“I don’t deserve any of this,” Crosshair forced out and you smiled at him softly. “I don’t deserve you, you should be running away from me, leave me behind and move on.”

“Well, I’m sorry but I fell in love with you, okay?” You told him, watching as his eyes widened in complete disbelief. “It happened and I can’t do anything about it.”

“You…what?” Crosshair choked, for so long he had dreamed of you and him, of a life where you could possibly want him but it was such a far off dream, something that would never become a reality and now you were saying the words he had longed to hear for years.

“You’re stuck with me, Cross, I’m not going anywhere, I’m not running away. You’re it for me, always have been.” You said, laughing as a tear or two managed to slip down your cheek and Crosshair only second guessed himself for a moment before his hand cupped your cheek and he softly brushed the tears away, his thumb caressing your cheek bone.

“I don’t deserve you.” He repeated and you smiled brightly at him. “But I will spend the rest of my life trying.”

“I love you.” You told him again, watching as his eyes became watery and he rested his forehead against yours.

“I love you too, so much.” He choked out and you couldn’t stop yourself from closing the small distance between the two of you, Crosshair not hesitating to meet you in the middle.

Crosshair’s hand on your cheek moved to your hair, pulling you impossibly closer as he kissed you, savouring every second of the feeling, something he had longed for and convinced himself he could never have.

Eventually the two of you needed to pull apart for air, breathing heavily but not going far from each other, foreheads together as you both smiled at the other.

For the first time in so long Crosshair didn’t feel a single bit of cold, his body was warm, his heart racing as he held you close. For the first time in a long time Crosshair didn’t feel numb, he didn’t feel pain or fear.

It felt like he was finally off that awful planet, it felt like he had finally left his cold cell behind and stepped into the daylight, able to feel the sun of Pabu for the first time and it was because of you, you were the source of this warmth, this love, this joy, this overwhelming relief that things would be better.

For the first time in a very long time Crosshair felt like things would be okay, he had you, he swore he’d make amends with his brothers, spend the rest of his life making up for everything, spend the rest of his life proving he was worthy of yours and his brother’s love. It felt easier, it felt doable with you at his side once again.

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//Hi! I saw your most recent posts on your Bad Batch ships and I'm low-key intrigued and interested. They all seem so wholesome and cute!! 😍 //If it's alright to ask for one, I'll give you my deets here: //Physically, I'm a little over 175 cm. I'm pretty tall, but I'm built kinda solidly and have enough curves in my body to pass as having the "hourglass" figure. I've got light-tanned skin, with a few moles dotted across my body. I had brunette shoulder length hair with faded red ombre highlights, hazel eyes, and I can switch from wearing glasses to contacts pretty easily. //I've been told I'm and extrovert, but I do sometimes have some introverted tendencies. I love taking with others, sometimes a bit too much, and I have a really bubbly personality. But I also can be pretty shy around new people, and can sometimes act a bit clumsy. Friends on here have come to me for advice or just to help cheer them up because I take the time to really listen and talk with them, while also knowing I can talk with them about things as well. I'm genuinely curious about things, from life, plants, and creatures to anything about space. I'm usually pretty adventurous, but that can occasionally lead to some recklessness on my part. I should mention I have inattentive ADHD, which means that sometimes I do get sidetracked and lose focus on things, but that doesn't mean I'm not smart or that I don't eventually come around, it just doesn't click initially and sometimes I either don't hear what's being said or I completely forget things unintentionally. //I'm a sucker for cuddles- like, if I could get cuddles, that would be like, the best thing ever. I've only ever been really affectionate with a few of my friends, but then again, I'm pretty socially awkward at times. I have a puppy and a younger brother who I get along with really well- we might fight, but siblings kinda do that, y'know? Nothing physical, just some goofing off and bickering on occasion.

// I love drawing. A lot. Like there ISN'T a time when I'm not at least doodling something. I also love singing- not that I'm the best out there, but I can definitely hold a tune and been told I got a good voice.

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Yooo finally a match up I know the for. Fun fact guys I use cms becuase I'm a crazy from down under and I don't have a clue how to use Feet. Haha. But I can do height well in cms.

I match you with... Hunter

There isn't much of a height difference with you and hunter with him being 180cm and you 175cm and that's kinda what brings you close. The constant short jokes becuase the other boys are all taller them the two to you.

Hunter can if he's on his tippy toes just rest his chin on your head but most times he prefers to rest it on your shoulders and press light kisses to your neck or cheek.

The pet names he has many for you and it's not something he ever really picked up it was wrecker who told he about how many different ones he calls you.

He nearly freaked out the first time you took your contacts out. You gave him a heart attack not to mention the screaming from Wrecker and disgusted look on Crosshairs face man wanted to vomit seeing you do that.

The bickering between you crosshair and Wrecker some times set hunter off becuase he just want some quite sometimes. But matter what he always apologises for going off.

After crosshair ends up with the empire he just need soemone to talk to he's feeling so much pain in his heart losing a brother. One that he is close with. Even if he isn't truly gone.

He loves your hair and loves just running his fingers thought it. It's just very hypnotising

He watches from afar as you talk with people and you somehow end up becoming the main go to for information missions.

He smiles when he sees you zoning out and physical touch is his main go to, to bring you back into a convosation.

He loves watching you doodle and draw. It doesn't have to be anything it's just calming watching and listening.

He understands getting side track after all his instincts and body are turned up to twenty on a to ten scale.

He does need alot of help here and there with getting overwhelmed and some times just needing a quite place to sit down and have everything just be quite.

After the electrocution his senses are burning everything feels like it's burning him. From smell, taste, sound and feeling everything hurts and he just want it to stop.

"Hunter! Hunter, helmet off, let me see you" the panic in your voice can be heard. You kneel down infornt of the Sergeant placing your hands on his helmet and slowly lifts it to relieve the man.

His eyes are diolated and shaking lightly. His breathing is uneven, body shaking with tremmers. " Hunter please look at me" your gentle with him softly placing a hand on his face not to startle him.

"Hunter tellnme what your feeling, I want to help but can't unless I knwo what to do" he can hear the whimper in your voice.

His arms shoot out pulling you to his chest his nose makes it's place in your hair as he holds you close. You can feel him clenching his jaw hard and he holds you.

Hunter's eyes are close as he tries to come down for the pain, adrenaline and shock that runs thought his veins but he needs you.

Just to be close to ground him to the now and pull him out of al the colours, sounds, taste and feelings that are causing his body to go haywire. "Please... just stay liek this" his voice sounds even gravelyer then normal.

You nod lightly hands wrapping around his shoulders as you press your face into his neck. Your fingers softly rake though his locks scratching his scalp gentle as you both sit there curled into each other.

He can feel and hear you heart beat as it hammers in your chest. He focuses on that the gentle beat.. beat.. beat.. It helps ground him.

"I love you, maker I love you and I'm so thankful for you" he whispers lightly pulling them closer and his breathing evens out a little.

"I love you too, but I hate seeing you in pain. Once everything calms down, we are going to bed. Then when you wake up in going to make those tiny fruit cakes you like and we are having a day off, ok?" You ask lightly.

Hunter nods a soft smile crossing his tense face. "If live that very much Cyar'ika" it's quite again until a soft shuffle and voice alerts Hunter of another presence. His eyes shoot up and meet with Omega's concerned face.

"Hunter... are you alright?" She ask looking at both you and Hunter curled in on each other. "Ill be alright Omega. Come em" He calls opening the other arm for her as she runs towards you both.

She smacks into his body making the three of you fall over on the ground as Hunter pulls the both of you to his chest. Eyes closed depeing calmer even if the burning sensations haven't ceased yet.

Hi could I get a match up if you're still doing them for the bad batch? I'm 19, and mixed race (Greek and Mexican) so I've got short choppy black hair and brown eyes. I'm almost never seen without heavy liner and my combat boots with rainbow laces and my bracelets or necklaces. I'm nonbinary and bisexual as well. I've got a small scar on my upper lip and a small spot of vitiligo on my left eye lid. I'm about 5'6 so average ish height and a plus sized monarch. I've got two guinea pigs named Emperor Kuzco and Tasha as well as three cats named Briggs, Bear, and Bobbers. I love animals and have gotten all of my pets due to an inability to leave animals without a home. I'm incredibly extroverted and love to go out and party with friends. I'm not the mom friend of the group, more the supportive and rebellious vodka aunt. I've always got snacks on me in case someone forgets to eat as well as anything you could possibly need in my bag. I'm down to drink and dance till the sun comes up but can 100% stay in and vibe with movies and snacks. I enjoy doing body paint on myself and friends. I love learning about history and other cultures and I'm very passionate about film and story telling.

I match you with.... Wrecker

Wrecker loves your hair he loves running his fingers thought it or just being near you. He is a true Teddy bear.

He sees your scars and Vitiligo as a pretty thing. Scars have stories behind them the same as his and he loves hearing about them.

Your eyes they are like melted chocolate to him, the colour of the earth something which holds so much power over him when you just look to him a smile. His heart will melt.

He loves your style it's something he doesn't really know much about due to being a clone solider.

Please get him a necklace or bracelet not something chunky but just something small that he can keep as his own little thing other the Lula

Drinking competitions. He loves drinking with you at 79's has drawn a crowd while competing with you.

When he says something about being hungry you just happen to have food on you. Smiling as you had him the small snack peice. And that's how you and Wrecker become close due to sharing snacks.

Please show him how to body paint. He wishes to have all these cool things on his skin. Like how mandolorians tattoo different things on their skin.

"Hunter!, when's our next supply run?, I'm starved" Wrecker calls out to his brother. Hunter shoots him a look over his shoulder. "After this mission we will do a supply run." He calls out doign back to scouting.

Wrecker groans in annoyance but other then that doesn't say anything else. You are quick to move next to him from your spot in the clearing. "Hey big guys, you can have this" you say handing him the small energy bar you had stored away.

A large smile works it's way onto his face as you hold the bar our for him. He takes it with a quick thank you before unwrapping it and downing the bar before yo uy could even blink. You laugh lightly craving out two more.

"Here, if your really hungry have these. They quite nice" you say handing him the two bars. "Y/n, you are a true savour to us!" He says as he begins to eat the next bar alot slower then before.

"I just keep snacks on hand that's all Wrec, I'll try and get some more stored in case you need them" you say lightly beginning to head back towards the ship.

"Wrecker has a little bit of a crush does he" Crosshair sarcastically states as he watches from above. Wrecker frowns crossing his arms as he look up to his brother. " Go to hell Cross" which causes the sniper and the rest of his brothers to laugh lightly.

Hello! Could I get a bad batch match up?

I'm a female. 5ft 2inches. I have brown hair that's medium length and blue eyes and wear glasses. I would describe my personality as timid, since I struggle with anxiety and social anxiety. I'd rather stay home than go socialize lol. So it's always been hard to make friends. But once I'm comfortable with someone, I'm more outgoing, yet still a little reserved at the same time. I put others before myself and am very empathetic. I'm protective of my loved ones. I enjoy drawing and writing. I like learning new things yet tend to obsess over them, it'll be all I think about for days or even weeks. I'm also a germiphobe. If it wouldn't make people look at me weird, I'd wear a holster to put a can of Lysol spray. And if you can't tell by my username, I love cats.

I match you with.... Crosshair

Crosshair has scared you many of times just wirh his presences, it's an intimidation tactic which keeps people away so he doesn't have people trying to get in his business.

Over time his attitude chances many of times he has cone to your rescue as the stone cold sniper which people don't want to mess with.

Please play with his hair, just run your fingers thought it when it's just the two of you. He may up on the hard ass persona by he does need someone to help him express himself.

Your eyes remind him of the rare moment on Kamino where the says were blue. He didn't get to see it often. Even less then him brothers but that's what your eyes remind him of.

He says your glasses are dorky but he does adore them they make you look cute.

He Very protective of you has gotten I'm multiple fights with Regs who try and hit on you.

He was made, rasied and still on Kamino most of the time and the kaminoans are very big Germiphobes and that came over on to him after being locked away in a room and experiment on multiple times.

Some days and nights he just wants to curl up with you on his lap in a corner of the ship. And fall asleep with you leaning agaisnt his chest.

And crosshair likes Loth cats they take care of themselves and don't have a true master. Even if you own one it's never truly owned.

"Y/n" a voice says from behind you making you snap up to look at Wrecker. " Hey, is everything ok?" You ask lightly looking to the large clone.

"Its crosshair, he's... hes not doing good, do you think you could go to him. You always make him better" he says looking down to the floor of the facility.

You nod and look towards the halls that would lead you back to the Barracks. You give Wrecker a quick wave as you move though the white halls quickly. It doesn't take you long to come to the door of the room.

Your quite while entering. Everything is quite expect for Crosshair's breathing in the dim lit room. " Cross Are you alright?" You call out softly making your way into the room. His head tilts up, eyes snapping to you as you move closer.

He doesn't say anything as you move to sit infornt of him. He had wedged himself into the corner near the end of his bunk and the wall. Away from the door.

"Cross baby, talk to me" you say only for him to reach up and pull you against his chest. Your head is agaisnt his shoulder as he bring his arms to wrap around you. His knees pull up as he holds you close.

"I hate this place" he hisses out eyes watching everything as he holds you to him. You don't say anything, your arms find hold agaisnt his other shoudlers as he rest his chin agaisnt the side of your head.

"I... I just want to stay like this please" his voice sounds almost broken. Something that the sniper didn't really show often. "We can do that Cross" you say gently as you lean up to press a kiss to his forehead.

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.

Heya, I hope I'm doing this right... First time doing this. A Bad Match please :D

Also I would like to say I like your writing!

Okay, so I'm a girl, 5"7, normal body, pale, blue eyes, long brown hair but I think about dyeing them ginger!

I tend to be quiet and reserved and prefer to listen, but occasionally make a sassy or sarcastic remark and shock everyone. I'm compassionate and caring, but don't always show it which is why I can come off as mean or rude sometimes.

I don't know if it helps but I'm a chemist and also a hobby writer. I like music, and generally sing along, and I haven't had anyone tell me off about it, so I guess it's not that bad.

I don't know what to write about anymore, so I hope this is enough. Also I'm very sorry if my English is bad, it's not my first language.

Hope you're doing okay and have a nice day!

Don't worry I suck at English too and it's my first language. Today's been... It's been hell so I'm working on this to try and work thought everything. But hopefully tomorrow is better.

This will be a little shorter then most but I still hope you enjoy it.

I match you with.... Wrecker

He adores the height difference with you and loves playing with your hair. Man just can't help it, it makes him feel like he is at home when he has you in his arms.

He loves to tell toy stories as you both curl up against each other. Please trace his scares while he talks. He will lean into your hand and maybe even go quite for a moment.

He loves it, Loves it! When you sass the other boys or let out a snarky remark at be of them *cough* Tech, Crosshair *cough* will back you up with a cheer.

He is very interested in your work it's something he doesn't really understand but he still enjoys hearing about it.

Please rea dd your writing to him, he may not like reading but boy does he love hearing you speak.

Please dance with him he loves dancing and like i said in another match up this man knows Ballet and a few other dance styles and he will use them to impress you.

Please speak to him in your native tongue and teach him little frazes, he will do the same back with what Mando'a

Please let him.be the little spoon on ocassions as much as he loves holding you agaisnt his body sometimes he just wants to be held too.

Tell him how handsome he is and this man will melt in your arms. Turns into true puddy.

The true respecter of woman. But he also does love a lady who can put him in his place if he's getting a little out of hand. But just know you still have to compete with his other love. *bombs*

Please make faces at each other he loves it and also gets omega in on the games they range from tag, to I spy and many more.

You lay agaisnt Wreckers chest book in hand. His arms are rested a rround your waist as his chin rest agaisnt your shoudler as you carefully read each page.

His eyes never focus on anything to long before them flick to your hands. Wrecker is quite as you both relax and enjoy the late night reading. There isn't much noise throughout the ship. Tech is busy as normal, Hunter and Omega have fallen asleep on a chair and echo is watching the stars fly by. Crosshair has made himself scares and is hissing in some dark hall.

You snuggle into Wrecker letting out a small yawn which causes him to let out a light rumble of a laugh. "Getting tired Mesh'la?" He ask lightly only for you to nod as you make your page in the book.

He takes it from your hand and places it down as he pulls you closer, laying down so that you now rest agaisnt his chest. "Thank you for reading, I enjoyed it quite alot" he says in a loud whisper which makes you chuckle.

"Anytime Wrec" you say quietly with another yawn before you lean up and place a gentle kiss to his lips. He smiles like their is no tomorrow and then presses his own soft kiss to your cheek.

"Your too good to me Cyare, I love you"

"I love you too Wrecker"

"Marker you two are disgusting" a voice from the shadows says. It makes you nearly shoot up off Wreckers chest as you glare at the man standing in the dark. "Go be a pervert somewhere else Cross!" You shout, your hand reaching out to grab lula. You throw it with such force as you can muster hearing it go thud agaisnt Crosshairs face before he grumbles.

"Get him Y/n!" Wrecker cheers.

Hi, could you please ship me with one of the bad batch clones?

I’m 5 feet tall so I’m pretty short- I have brown and greenish eyes, along with long eyelashes. My hair is dark brown and is currently at mid-length. I wear glasses if I really need them. I like to draw, bake, read, and take care of plants! Not only to add I love being with friends and family, but I also love being myself. People usually describe me as responsible, respectful, funny, smart, kind, caring, and sarcastic lol. I’m sorta introverted and extroverted? It really depends on who I’m with, and I sorta don’t like being praised cuz sometimes I don’t think I deserve it. I really don’t know what else to say about myself because I’m terrible at describing myself.

I match you with.... Crosshair

Crosshair loves how cute you are, you height, hair and eye colour. He loves it all to the point he finds it almost sickly to look at you becuase he knows he will smile.

He will come up behind you and warp his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your head, but it's one go the only times you can feel the tension leaves shoulders as he lets out a sigh pulling you closer.

Man takes your glasses and puts them on shelves to high just so you have to ask him to grab them for you.

Please darw him while he sleeps he looks so peaceful, but don't tell him that after all he's a stone faced killer.

He has a bit of a sweet tooth stash him a few of your baked goods for long missions it makes being around the boys a little easier when he has a small piece of homw with him.

Not that he's really paying attention but you seem to have found some new plants as part of your collection some which you know you haven't got. But crosshair swears he doesn't know or like plants yet somehow finds ones you like and brings them back for you.

Oh the snark and sarcasm between you to is what started your romance. And now Crosshair can't get enough of you.

Expect lots of cuddles after long missions and some days just not leaving bed becuase he's got you trapped in his arms.

You hum lightly to yourself as you water your plants checking their leaves and making sure they are all still healthy. It's routine for you these day, it will most likely be a slow one. No work for a few days and time for yourself.

Your head shoots up as you hear a knock on your front door. Not expecting anyone, quickly making your way to the door you open it a little only to see a man you weren't expecting for another week.

"Cross!" You almost cry and you throw the door open and wrap your arms around his shoulders. He lets out a chuckle picking you up for a quick spin before placing you down. "Hello Sweet cheeks" he says while kissing you lightly.

Your smile and you nearly drag him inside. He rolls his eyes at you but let's you pull him inside and kicks the door closed before placing down his bag and gun case. "Your home early?, sorry I wasn't expecting you otherwise I would have made your favourite" you star only for him to silence you with another kiss.

"I'm quite content with the very sweet thing in front of me who I have missed" he mumbles pulling you into his embrace only for you to squeal as he flops down on your couch with you in his arms.

He pulls you into his lap and rest his chin on your shoulder, placing gentle kisses where ever He pleases and he relaxes with you in his arms. "Missed you" he says which makes you smile. "I missed you too Crosshair, I'm glad to have you home" you whisper.

It's quite for a while the two of you curled in on each other. Crosshair is the one to break that silence by grumbling to himself. "I need a shower badly" He states, only to make you laugh lightly.

"I'll do you one better and run a bath. Do you want the muscle relaxing salts?" You ask onyl for him to almost groan. "Yes, I love you"

"I love you too handsome." You state leaning up to press a kiss to his lips. When you go to pull away he pulls you in closer holding you closer to his body. " Cross let me go run you a bath and them you can cuddle me in there"

"Agh fine" he grumbles as he watches you leave the room.

sending in a match-up request for Bad Batch/Grim Squad, please. I'm non-binary (he/they), 5'7" with short floofy brown hair and blue eyes, lean bean still developing arm muscle. not romantically expressive, but my love languages are physical affection and gift giving. lots of drawing in my spare time, also greatly enjoy adventure activities (e.g. rock climbing). have a special talent of never getting lost, in cities or wilderness. thank you for running these, they've been a delight to read!

I match you with... Tech

Tech takes to you quite quickly after you help the bad batch navigate an area.

His favourite thing is running his fingers thought your hair and playing with your fluffy locks.

It does take him alittle to get used to your physical affection but after a while he starts to crave it. Seeking you out so that he can spend time with you. Wither it be watching you draw while he works or even just curling up beside you after a long cycle.

He adores the little gifts you give him and as much as he wouldn't admit it he has each of them stored away and he pulls them out when he starts to miss you.

He does enjoy the height difference between the two of you and will occasionally wrap his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your head.

As much as he loves the activities you do he can't help have a sense of dread while watching you climb. He over thinks everything and the thought of you falling and hurting yourself has crossed his mind many of times.

Tech doesn't get excited often, the bad batch know this but seeing how fidgety his gets as they land planet side. Alot had happened recently Order 66, Omega and Crosshairs. The boys are all in need of a break.

As soon as the ship lands Tech is out of the pilots seat and heading out of the ship in a hurry. "Hunter, what's up with Tech" Omega ask as she Tech leave. "He's going to see someone he hasn't see in a while Omega, he's worried about them" Hunter states as he continues to look over his weapons.

Tech speed walks thought the alleys and busy streets following his maps before he makes it to a familiar building. He hurries up the flight of stairs and door to the door he wants. He knocks rapidly. Stunning eyes meet him as the door flies open. A frown on your face until you see him. "Tech!" You shout and engulf him in a hug which he returns within seconds.

"kar'ta, I've missed you" he says pulling you closer. "What are you doing here?, I heard about what happened but isn't it dangerous for you to be here" you ask with concern. "No more dangerous then the rest of the galaxy as of the moment, can we go inside?" He ask while looking over his shoulder.

Quietly you usher him inside. You move too the kitchen to make the both of you a cup of caf as tech begins to remove his armor and make himself comfortable on your sofa. You smile lightly carrying the two cups of caf over and processed to make yourself comfortable against his side. Tech wraps his free arm around your shoulders and pulls you closer. "Tech are you alright?" You ask lightly only for him to nod. "Can we just stay like this for a while"

I match you with.... Maze

How you and Maze meet is quite a funny story. He had gotten lost on one of his first missions in a corn field and you had found him and helped him get back to his squad.

From then on every passing mission he would find an excuse to come visit.

He adores your strength and will watch you climb for hours. Enjoys walks with you and the jokes that come from you and his team mates.

This man is that physically affectionate. He loves holding hands, cuddles or anything where he has contact. But that comes with being a clone alot of them are touch staved.

Please cradle his face and kiss his scars he will melt in your hands.

Brush and play with his hair and you will have a menace on your hands because he's not used to others doing his hair.

He has a small collection of your drawings stashed in his armor because they give him something to look forward too.

Man is quite a simp for you. When he has the credits he spends them on getting you gifts or flowers.

Maze sits in the medbay being patched up by Ripple for the countless time. The clone hisses as the medic begins to sew up the large slice on his arm. "Come on Ripple it's not that bad I still have moment" Maze tries to argue only to grunt as Ripple sticks the needle into his arm again. "Perhaps if you weren't so reckless you wouldn't been in here so often" the medic shoots back. This makes Maze go quite.

"Knock knock anyone home" your voice calls out from outside which makes Ripple look up before pinching the bridge of his nose. Maze smiles and he calls you in. "What kind of trouble did you get yourself into this time Maze" you ask while placing a tray of rations down on the desk.

Ripple speaks up before Maze can even answer. "He's been hanging out with the 501st and go mixed up with Jesse, Hardcase and fives shenanigans" He states as he finishes up the last lost of stitches.

"Really Maze, I thought you said you weren't going to do something stupid" you say while taking a seat. "It's all in the name of fun cyare" He says with a smile.

hello!! i love reading your bad batch matchups and was wondering if you didn’t mind to make me one if you weren’t busy!

i’m 5’4-5’5, with green eyes and curly brown hair thats mid back length. i have quite a few freckles all over my chest and have a bunch of faded ones on my nose and under my eyes.

personality wise, i am an extrovert and love to hangout with friends. my friends say i am a mix of life of the party and the mom friend. i can be shy when you first meet me but becoming very talkative very quickly. i am super friendly and not afraid to go out of my comfort zone. i love to be traveling and going on random adventures. if i could i would be tanning outside all day, every day(wear your sunscreen friends). i am a sucker for all dogs, i would lay my life on the line if it meant i could sit in a room full of puppies. i love to read while laying out or when my anxiety is getting to me. i enjoy taking my dogs for drives with the windows rolled down listening to music. i live near the ocean so i enjoy a quick beach trip. not sure if this adds anything but i am also a cancer! thank you!:)

I match you with..... Crosshair

Your not quite what Crosshair expected when you were assigned to him. For starters your tiny thought had had learnt that no matter the size someone can be quote deadly if trained right.

You are the polar opposite of him. Out going, enjoys talking with the rest of your team and even inviting everyone out for meals and drinks.

But he also sees how caring you can be when need to be. After he had been burnt you had cared for him for the coming weeks not really leaving his side and that rubbed off on him. He hadn't ever had a natborn let alone someone care for him like this.

He enjoyed listening to you read when you thought he was asleep. Listing to you're voice almost puts him in a trance.

It's only then does he start to take in your features and find that he thinks your adorable.

On many occasions he has pulled up he's squad and another clones who have tried to hit on you. He won't take it.

He becomes very territorial over what he believes is his and God forbid anything happen to this little bit of happiness he has found in this godforsaken galaxy.

He wants to learn as much about you as he can and for starters he wants to take you somewhere with nice beaches and not the raging truant that is Kamino.

He's the silent observer while your the talkative peacekeeper

His body hurts, more then it normally does after missions. He can feel the burns across his body, he wants to move but every twitch of his muscles makes him feel like he's back on fire. "Easy commander, don't try to move" he hears as his eyes flick open to the dark room. They flicker around looking for the source of the voice only to find you wringing out wet clothes before placing them over burns.

"Where are we" he chokes out in a grumbles. "Back on Kamino Sir, you where badly injured, I've been caring for you for the past few cycles" you reply as you take a seat beside him.

"Commander permission to speak plainly" you ask only for him to grunt out a positive. "What happened out there was a shit show, you nearly died along with two others, they knew we were coming. We need a better strategy if we are going to capture them" Crosshairs listens to you talk and the both of you spend alittle chatting before he falls back into a restless sleep.

"She hasn't felt her hands shake in years, it’s so easy to dissociate & maintain a calmness about her. After all shock and trauma are familiar friends now. It sits low on her chest, drops the feeling in legs until the ground has moved to her knees." You read in the dim lightly of the room. Crosshair asleep in his bunk. You voice is light as it cares thought the room.

"Everything was going so wrong, none of this was meant to happen. It cracks a well built composure until she’s sobbing and gripping to the wound that’s pierced his flesh. She can’t stop his adjustment to troll, but the Doctor doesn’t know how to fix magical beings." You finish the page only to hear movement. Looking up you see Crosshair sitting up in his bunk looking at you.

"Continue, it... it is relaxing to listen to you read" he says which makes you smile and pick up on the new page .

"Knowledge is failing, breathing becoming quick intakes until she thinks she might be hyperventilating. The rain doesn’t help, she can’t see how badly he’s hurt until her body is a shield from the weather." You read eyes flicking to your commander. "What is this called." He ask as he begins to sit up. You drop the holo pad and rust to his side. "Commander please don't try and move it will just put you in more pain"

"I've been still to long I need out of this room" he hisses as he stands with quite a bit of effort. "Commander let me help you then" you reply as you help him stand and slowly the two of you walk towards the door of the room.

hello!! i love reading your bad batch matchups and was wondering if you could write me one!

i’m 5’7-5’8, with straight blonde hair(ends around my collarbone bones) and blue eyes. i have an athletic build from dancing. i have a pretty pale complexion.

as i said before i love to dance and during majority of the year i spend most days after school in my dance classes. i’m super passionate about dancing as it does take up most of my life. i would consider myself an introvert but love to hang out with my friends whether it be online or in person. i’m also a huge fan of the marvel cinematic universe, especially bucky barnes in particular. i am pretty private about my emotions, i don’t usually show them in front of people. for hobbies, i love to draw and paint, most recently i have painted the bad batch’s symbol on my converse.

I match you with... Echo

Echo when he first sees you doesn't think he is even in the chance of talking with you. So when you come over and sit right beside him.

Echo nearly has to do a double take at you. And Omega comes over and introduced you to Echo and the rest of the batch.

Over time your relationship with Echo grows every time they stop planet side he visits with different gifts for you, from flowers to little trinkers and odds and ends.

Sometimes he watches you dance, he loves watching how your muscles move and bend as you dance. Sometimes he wishes he could dance with you. If he was the man he was before he would have taken your hand and offered to dance with you.

It's one of his favourite things is to watch you perform. He could watch you for hours on end.

He loves running his fingers thought your hair and playing with it. Something that feels so intimate for him.

He's half tempted to try and grow his hair back so that you can return the favour and play with his hair.

He loves paintings and drawing and if it's something you have made he would love it even more wanting to savour it and keep it safe.

Loves to see you with the bad batch insignia on your shoes and finds it quite adorable how much you have taken to the batch.

You and Echo are both curled up on your sofa watching movies for the night. You're sprawled out across his chest with hair fanning out all over the place. His inacted hand runs thought your hair and gently massages your scalp.

Echo hums happily as you both move onto the next holo in your holovid marathon. It's moments like this which makes him feel alive again. Just the peaceful times curled up watch holos with someone who means the galaxy to him.

"Echo what are you thinking about?" You ask quietly eyes flickering up to his. "Just how I'm the luckiest clone in the who known Galaxy cyare" he says proudly. You giggle lightly and place gentle kisses against his cheeks before pressing one to his lips. "Whatever you say sweet talker" you reply before zoning back into your holo. It's a favourite of yours something from another time but it's still a classic to you.

Echo gets interest peaks as he sees alot of himself in one of the characters of the holo. "Sunshine I have a falling you have a thing for men with metal arms, I don't have competition do I?" He ask which makes you blush.

"Echo! How could you say that, Bucky Barnes is the man of my dreams" you say which makes him laugh before he rolls you over to be pinned against the couch. "Is that so mesh'la well I might just have to try a little harder to keep your attention" he chuckles before kissing you. "Echo! We are missing the best part of the holo" you cry out.

hi! can i have a match up for the bad batch? Im 5'5, I have a short curly mullet, and super pale skin and big dark brown eyes, Im a omnisexual, asexual demigirl (she/they) im super quiet and reserved until ive known you for a long time, then im super loud and annoying,I also tend to not talk at all when I first meet someone, I tend to end up the therapist friend of the group and try and help them as best as I can, ive also been told im very wise??? I can be very clumsy, mainly walking into doors and walls, I tend to just talk about nonsense, like poetry, music, life, whatever is going on, and honestly I just sound a lil high, music and art and honestly my life passions, music is in my family and art is my own hobby, I play the guitar and saxophone and just get into the z o n e, I love sketching whatever is going on, like anyone in my vicinity has now become a r t, I love skating and riding my bike, mainly for the adrenaline rush but also bc its fun??? tysmm!! and if ur not doing matchups just ignore this!!

I match you with... Wrecker

Song for this match up -stop the stars by tiny deaths

Wrecker and your first meeting you both literally run into each other while at the markets. This beef cake of a man catches you before you can fall and gives a quick apology before he is running after Omega again.

He feels that your so fragile compared to him.

After your first incounter you both seem to gravitate to the same place bumping into each other on nearly every occasion of a trip to the markets.

You star to keep sweets on you for Omega just so you can spend more time with Wrecker.

Hunter is the first one who recognises what's going on and he enjoys watching hoe awkward the two of you are.

The rest of the batch have a bet going on of who will be the first to ask the other out. Tech and Omega have credits on you while the rest of the boys have their money on Wrecker.

Wrecker loves listening to you. It doesn't matter what it is you are talking about this man is like a love sick puppy was he eagerly listens to you.

Please draw for him he will do his best to also draw for you.

Teach him how to skate it will be one fo the best things very. This man knows how to dance and he will find any opportunity to dance with you. He my not be subtle but when it comes to dance he's very good at keeping tempo.

He will give you piggy back rides anywhere just to prove he can carry you to the ends of the earth.

Wrecker is a very big sweetheart and just loves spending time with you.

Your legs carry you thought the busy markets of Ord Mantell, stopping at stalls when something peaks your interest. This had become quite a habit of yours as you wait for the hulking clone you had come to be close with.

You hum lightly skipping along to the next stall where you purchase mantell mix knowing that wrecker and Omega couldn't help themselves with the sweet treat.

Just as you finish paying you hear shouting from a familiar voice. "(Y/N)!" Omega calls out to you. Turning around with a smile on your face, you can see Her on Wreckers shoulder as as make their way thought the crowd.

"Hi you two I got you a gift" you call back as Wrecker makes his way over to you. You hold up the two containers of mantell mix which makes them both smile. "Yesss thank you (n/n)" Omega says with joy before taking a handful and shovign it in her mouth. You laugh lightly before handing the other container to Wrecker who smiles and thanks you.

The three of you walk together enjoying chatting with one another. Three others watch you from a distance with smiles on their faces as they watch you disappear into the crowd. "So is anyone going going tell them that Omega is playing match maker or are we just going to watch them dance around each other every time we come back from a job" Echo says which makes Tech look to him.

"Statisticly, Wrecker will continue being clueless until (Y/n) says something, he may be our muscle but he can be quite clueless without guidance" Tech replys while pushing his goggles up the bridge of his nose.

"I think it's nice that Wrecker has found someone" Hunter states before walking away to continue wirh supplies.

No Regrets

Hunter x reader

So I made this today while doing alot of driving with my grandma so I hope you all enjoy alot of shit has gone down today so I put alot of how I'm feeling into writing this fanfic so enjoy.

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The bad batch had been on Ord Mantell for a while now working for Cid. That's how you had meet the odd band of clone men. Cid had you working as a bar tender for who knows how long.

She had taken you in when you were young. As much as Cid puts up the bad guy act she cares alot and that transfered over to her looking after you as one of her own.

Meeting all the boys and Omega had been an experience and a half. Five roudy clones which had turned your world upside down. Echo is a kind soul who looks out for his batch and tries to keep the peace very much the mom of the group.

Wrecker was the crazy explosive uncle kind of figure who always spoke his mind even if it offered people. Tech seemed like the older bother kind of guy. He used his smarts to get everyone in and out of trouble constantly and always had something to talk about.

Omega the youngest of the batch was a riot to be around she had dragged you into quite a few of her plans when being left on Ord Mantell. And you had taken to her quite alot making sure she stayed out of as much trouble as you could.

And then there was Hunter. The leader of the bad batch and the self appointed father of Omega. Your first opinion of him was he was broody but you had seen how he interacted with Omega. He always seemed to have a smile on his face. And watching him now as he went up against Omega in a game was quite adorable.

It had been a busy night tonight and now it had slowed down thanks to the batch coming back. Wiping down the benches is where you now find yourself as you watch them both plan out their next move in their strategy.

Echo has himself seat at the bar sipping on a dirty wastelander while he chats with Tech. You hum along lightly to the music playing thought the holotape.

You hear Omega shout in joy while Hunter laughs along "Yes! I knew I could do it!" You laugh out and clap your hands. "Congratulations Omega" you call out. Hunter moves over to pick Omega up and spin her around.

"Can we get a drink for the running champion here" Hunter calls out to you as he hold Omega. " sure can Sarge! One Quantum soda coming up, can I get you anything?" You call out as you turn around to prep the young girls drink. "I'll have what ever you recommend" Hunter calls back. You smile to yourself as you lean down to grab two glasses.

Unknown to you the new figure who enters the bar. "I lost all my credits to you kid and your gonna pay" a voice calls as a blaster is pulled to Hunter's head. Everyone goes still in the bar. Your eyes go wide as kneel behind the bar bench hidden from view.

"Easy, easy let's all talk this out live civil people" Cid calls out walking slowly with her hands raise. Hunter holds deadly still Omega still in his arms. "My problem isn't with anyone but the kid, so stay out of this" the twi'lek calls. Your eyes look down towards the slug thrower hidden behind the many glasses and cups.

"If your deal is with my daughter your deal is with all of us" Hunter calls only to have the blaster shoved into the back of his head. "Shut up, shut up, I want my credits back"

You move slowly reaching in to grab the slug thrower. Your hand wraps around the grip before you slowly pull it towards yourself. You look towards Cid who can see you. She shakes her head a no. Before speaking up.

"Listen, listen I can sort this out If you put the blaster away, the kid works for me" Cid says while taking a few steps forward only to now have the twi'lek pointing the blaster at her. "I told you not to move!" At this you take it as your sign to stand up and point the slug thrower at the intruder.

"This is your warning put the blaster down before I turn you into mantell mix, and I promise I'm a quicker draw then you are." You say while point the weapon at the twi'lek's head. He quickly turns to face you fear in his eyes. The rest of the boys are quick to draw their weapons.

"You come into My club and threaten my employees, you have some balls kid" Cid says walking up towards you. "Give me the word Cid and I'll have clean up ready, no one threatens a kid here" you call almost deadly serious. "I...I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

the twi'lek stutters as he looks around to see he's out numbered. Hunter let's out a sigh of relief as Omega quickly jumps out of his arms and moves to hide behind the bar beside you. She looks over and watches as Hunter gets a punch in on the intruder before Wrecker grabs the man by his shirt and walks him to the door.

"And don't you dare come back here and threaten a child!" You call out as you follow Wrecker. Gun still pointed at the man as he is thrown on the street. "If I see you here again your body won't ever be found" you calls as you fire a warning shoot.

The man is out of sight almost instantly and bystanders watch in horror and shock. "What are you all looking at" Wrecker says before everyone goes back to minding their own business.

You walk back in to see Hunter checking Omega and Cid sitting down shaking her head. "I think you might have over done it (Y/n)" she calls which makes you shake your head.

"Isn't this kind of situation exactly what you trained me to deal with. And if i remember correctly you did something very similar when I was younger" you say with a smile on your face as you walk over to Hunter and Omega.

"Are you two alright" you ask while doing a quick check of them. "Yea, it's not the first fire fight we have been in I think Omega is a little shaken up" Hunter says as the young girl moves quickly to hug you.

"Thank you, thank you!" She says hugging you tightly. Leaning down you smile to the young girl. "Are you alright honey" she nods before pushing her head into your chest and shaking. You wrap your arms around her and rub her back. "It's ok, it's ok sweetie your safe, no one got hurt your alright" you say softly trying to calm her down.

"You were really brave Omega, hoe about we get you that drink, ok" she nods as you walk back over to the bar and placing the slug thrower on the bench. Your quick to wip up the drink for Omega.

After that the rest of the night until closing is quite Omega disappears with Echo before closing. Tech and Wrecker and now no where to be seen. Hunter is sat at a table with his head in his hands. You smile lightly while walking over with two drinks. "Order for tall, dark and broody." You say jokingly which makes him look up and take the drink with a small smile.

"Thanks" he says before taking a sip and cringing at the amount of alcohol. "What in the galaxy is this" he ask while coughing. "It's calls a 'no regrets', talk to be Sarge you have been sitting over here brooding since Omega went to bed, so talk get it off your chest it will make you feel better" you says while also taking a mouthful of your own drink.

"I should have sensed him, I.." you cut him off before he can continue. "Hunter, you were preoccupied with a little girl who had just won against you in a game and were excited for her. Your not going to always be able to sense things. It's called over stimulation and having to many things happen at once can do it. What happened was a chance accident. It happens" you says which makes him slouch in his seat. "It nearly cost both Cid and Omega" he says while taking another mouthful.

"It wouldn't have happened Cid knew I needed a distraction, and she provided. Hunter I've been in this exact situation many times Cid taught me how to shoot slugs because her first time having to save my ass was when I was about Omegas age. Had a bunch of angry drunks out for me for pick pocketing. And that's how she took me in. Taught me how to shoot and I've had to pull that gun out alot it's a bar there's always a chance of some angry person coming in wanting to rob, or hold the place up. I did what was instinct and what I was trained to do." You reply with a smile. "Omega reminds me alot of myself when I was a kid, it's reason I try and look out for her when you guys are off on missions" you reply.

"Thank you (Y/n) I don't know what we would have done" Hunter says lightly. You take his hands hd them. "Any time Hunter, I'd recommend you get some sleep, you will need it" you reply as you down the rest of your drink.

Standing up you go to walk back to the bar when Hunter grabs your arm quickly. "No regrets" he says which makes you tilt your head before he stand up and pulls you closer and presses his lips to yours. Your eyes go wide before Hunter pulls away. "Sorry, good night" he says before beginning to walk way. "Hunter!" You call only for him to turn back and look at you.

"Kiss me again, please" you call out which makes him stop in his place. He turns to you, you quickly make your way over to him and wrap your arms around him and kiss him again. He melts into your touch his arms wrap around you as he pulls you in closer.

"Took your sweet time Hunter" a voice calls out which makes you both look to see Echo and Cid walk out of the shadows for you both to see. Echo leans against the wall with a smile while Cid walks towards you both.

"You hurt my kid Broody and it will be war, do I make myself clear" she says which makes Hunter nod. "Understand ma'am" it's quite before Cid speaks up. "Get out of here you lot, I'll finish cleaning up"

With that you grab Hunter's arm and pull him towards the back doors. "Let's get out of here sarge "

Heyyy! May i request a match up? :3

I am 19, Afab and i use She/Her pronouns. I am Biromantic and Graysexual. My hair is blonde and curly and goes past my shoulders almost halfway to my back, i wear it open most of the time and just let it do it’s thing. My skin is fair and even, i am 5’6 and i would describe my style as a mix if everything! Most of the time i dress casually, sweet but also athletic, but i do like the e-girl look from time to time. I like to sing, dance, listen to music and play the guitar, i love to do makeup and my biggest hobby is painting and writing. People tell me i have a resting bitch face, but i’m actually very nice and sweet, i’d say. I am very open, i have no secrets but am good at keeping other people’s secrets. I am very flirtatious and out there which shies some people away but also draws others in :3 I do tend to get irritated easily, so i need someone who can joke around and lighten my mood but also read me very well and be there for me. Loyalty is the most important thing to me in every aspect of my life.

Thank uuuu sending love <3

I didn't know if you wanted a bad batch or just a clone wars match up so I just did a bad batch but please let me know if you meant clone wars.

I match you with..... Tech

Tech adores hoe you look, not only the fact that your tiny compared to him but he loves your hair and will run his fingers thought it while he works.

He finds it adorable when your skin goes pink because of sun exposure and will kiss the pink marks.

He never knows what your going to wear and some days it's really our there stuff which he find gorgeous.

Let me tell you this man has recorded you singing multiple times because he likes having the recordings to listen to late at night so he actually falls asleep.

Tech is really good at picking up on your moods by just standing near you. He has a tendency to mirco analyse you.

It does take him alittle to get used to your humour but once he does this man will crack jokes here and there with you.

Let me tell you Techs most hated things are Puns but gods does he love when you make them.

Please ruffle his hair and play with the curls this man will melt into your touch. Besides being touch starved he needs someone who can keep up with him and his hyper focusing on tasks.

Man drinks more Caf then the whole bad batch put together.

Some nights you will have to take his goggles off because he's fallen asleep on his work bench and the goggles are pressing into his face leaving marks.

It's a quite night on the havoc marauder. Hunter is in the pilot seat with Omega asleep on his lap. Echo is asleep in his hammock while Wrecker is passed out on a bunk.

Your tired eyes look thought the door towards Hunter before continuing your search for a certain clone who hasn't come to bed. Your feet make a soft padding noise along the cold steel floor. You poke your head into another room before finding Tech.

He is hunched over his desk still decked out in armor as he softly snores. There are five empty caf cups scattered across the table, which makes you smile.

You walk over quietly and brush your fingers thought his hair. "Tech baby wake up" you call softly only to get a groan from him as he snuggles into he table more.

"Tech wake up, your gonna be sore tomorrow if you stay there" you say hoping to pull him out of sleep. His tired eyes open before he looks up to you. "kar'ta shouldn't you be in bed" he ask with a groggy voice while he stretches and cracks a few bones. "I could say the same for you babe, come on let's go to bed and get you out of your armor" you say while pulling him up to stand.

He follows sluggishly with a tired smile. Once you both get to your bunk Tech let's out yawn as he goes to flop on the bed only for you to stop him. "Tech I love you but I'm not sleeping with you in full armor, come on let's get this off you" you state while beginning to unclip the name clasps.

After a good few minutes of hitting him out of his armor your hands move to his goggles and pull them off as you laugh lightly. "Stars Tech your face" you giggle before pressing a soft kiss the the rings outlining his eyes. He smiles softly before grabbing you and preceding to fall onto the bunk with you in his arms. "What would I do without you looking after me" he says softly. "Be a sore grumpy nerd" you say playfully as you cuddle into him.