Crosshair Doesn’t Miss…

Echo is concerned about Tech’s marshmallow on fire 😭😭

My piece for the @thebadbatchzine !! Spooooky stories around the campfire! 3 days left to get this fanzine–all profits will go to charity! c: 

I’m glad that I matched with the love of my life 🥰

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Bad Batch Reacts…

S/o asking: “Can I kiss you?”

Description: you’ve been dating for a short while and in the transition between friends to dating, kissing always seems to slip your minds. So, in a moment of pure attention to your bad batcher, you just have to ask…

Note: I know it’s been a while, but I’ve been extremely burnt out. If you’ve sent a request I promise I’m trying my best to get things done. Hopefully, with the release of season two this burnt out will turn to inspiration. This has been sitting in my drafts for a bit, so i finished it up to let everyone know I’m still alive. I hope you enjoy! And happy new year!

Warnings: fluff, kissing, maybe suggestive, bit of insecurity

Crosshair

Spending time away from the others was always nice…

Even if it was only 10ft away from the ship.

The two of you stand by the lake attempting to skip the little acorns on the ground across the water.

You’re both talking about the latest mission and he can’t stop teasing you about how you had slipped in the mud which somehow managed to mask you from the droids, but also need to head back to the ship without the boys.

Pretending to be annoyed at the admittedly hilarious event, you throw one of the acorns at him.

“You want to try that again?” He asks, his harsh voice edged with a playful tone you would’ve missed if you didn’t know him so well.

You stick out your tongue as you toss another acorn at him.

Suddenly, he moves toward you, earning a shout as you bolt away from him.

He chases you along the water, throwing the acorns he had at you, trying not to laugh as you squeak at each hit.

Suddenly lost for breath from laughing and squeaking, you stop and suddenly you runs straight into you.

He pulls you on top of him so he doesn’t crush you on the way down.

A loud splash is heard as the two of you become drenched in the cold water of the lake.

The two of you can’t help but to break out into laughter, not making any motion to get up.

As he’s still chuckling to himself, you feel your gaze drift to his laughing mouth and your hand finds purchase on his cheek.

He raises his brow at you, a small smirk on his lips, only you had the privilege to see.

You feel your breath catch as you quickly glance to his eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, a sudden wave of confidence overcoming you as you lean closer to him.

He’s almost caught off guard by the question, but he doesn’t let you know that as he pulls your face to his and locks his lips to yours.

Soon, you separate, and he pushes your face away from him, smirking to yourself as you whine.

“We need to get out of the water.” He states, but truly, he just wanted to hide his face from you.

He felt like his skin was on fire as he thinks of that look in your eyes and just how focused you had become on him and only him.

All he wanted to do was kiss you again, just… somewhere a lot more private.

Wrecker

“Watch! You’re not looking! Watch!”

You can’t help but laugh at his eager tone as he tries to draw your attention away from your work.

“Alright! Alright! I’m watching!”

You watch as he picks up a tree that had recently fallen

He lets out a grunt as he holds it above his head.

It was silly, and slightly worrisome, the way he always tried to impress you by lifting such heavy objects.

“Tsk Tsk! Always showing off, Wrecker! Yet you never pick me up.” You scoff with a playful tone, turning your head, pretending to be jealous of the tree.

“I can carry you!” Wrecker counters, dropping the tree with a loud thud before he rushes over to you.

“W-wait Wrecker I was just playing—!”

Your feet are no longer touching the ground as Wrecker scoops you up.

From your surprise, you wrap your arms around his neck before he starts spinning in place.

You let out a squeal, as the world blurs, squeezing him tightly as he laughs.

When he finally stops, he stumbles, earning another startled squeak from you at the idea he was going to fall.

The two of you fall into a fit of laughter as soon as the world steadies once more.

“I could hold you like this all the time!” He declares, gripping your thigh and arm as he uses you as a weight to curl.

“Wrecker!” You squeak once more before laughing as he holds you properly once more.

Brushing your thumb along his cheek, you sit up further in his arms and he responds by adjusting his grip.

Leaning your head on his shoulder, you pop the question: “Can I kiss you?”

“Heh, Heh…” he’s flustered as he laughs. “Is that even a question?”

“Mmm, I just wanted to make sure.” You hum, pressing your lips to his.

He gets all giddy as he kisses you back, adjusting the way he’s holding you in order to kiss you better.

When you pull away, you feel his grip on you loosen before he adjusts his grip on you once more.

“Can I— c-can I kiss you? …again?”

Tech

There he goes again on one of his information dumps.

Oh how you loved listening to him talk for hours on end of the most random things.

For now, he was talking about the nexu.

How this topic came to rise was beyond you as all you could do was stare at his lips, making your best attempts to make eye contact.

But it was just so difficult.

So many clever and intelligent words spilled from his mouth everyday, you just wanted to praise and reward him for how smart he was.

Not that any of his brothers would appreciate you boosting his ego.

“The nexu has four excellent eyes, the second pair, in fact, allows them to track their prey through their infrared vision. They also—”

“Tech,” you hum, wanting his eyes to meet yours again for the first time in the hour he’d been working on his latest project.

“Yes?” He asks, his eyes meeting yours, but you can’t find yourself able to hold their gaze as you continuously glance down at his lips.

“Can I kiss you?”

For the first time, since you confessed your feelings for him, you see him visibly buffering as his cheeks and the tips of his ears turn a light red.

“You want to kiss me? I-I mean— Ahem, yes, of course.” He stammers, his eyes suddenly looking everywhere except at you.

A giggle leaves your lips as you hold his head in your hands, bringing him closer to you.

He squeezes his eyes shut tightly and his lips pucker ever so slightly, waiting for your to meet his.

You couldn’t help yourself, as you grin widely, brushing your lips lightly across his lips before kissing the side of his mouth.

Almost looking offended, his eyes open in surprise and he slightly pulls back.

That is, until you pull him back in and kiss him right on the lips.

He returns your kiss, his shoulders relaxing in relief that you actually kissed him on the lips this time.

“You’re so cute when you ramble.” You mumble after pulling away, only a mere centimeter away from his lips.

“Perhaps I should ramble more often…” he trails before kissing you once more, holding the back of your head in his hand.

“As long as I can shut you up with a kiss, you talk as much as you please.”

Hunter

It wasn’t often you two found yourself alone with each other.

In fact, the only time you ever found yourself alone together was in your bunk as you cuddled away one of his headaches.

Unfortunately, there was no avoiding the loud sounds of Tech fixing the ship on this random moon.

The buzzing sounds sent a throbbing pain through his head as he makes his best attempt to just focus all his senses on you, in an effort to tune it out.

“This isn’t working.” He grunts into the skin of your neck, attempting to pull you closer to him despite already being skin tight to himself.

“I’m sorry, love.” You answer, brushing your hand beneath his hair, lightly scratching his scalp as you cover his ears. “I have an idea, if you’d like to try?”

“It can’t hurt anymore than this.” He sighs, lifting his head up as he grimaced once more as Tech drills something into the shop once more.

Even if whatever you did didn’t wind up helping him in the end, he just appreciated that you were with him.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, glancing between his surprised eyes and lips.

Suddenly he’s very in tune to you.

Your steady breath, your trailing eyes.

The sound of your heartbeat and the warmth of his face combatting against the warmth of your hands.

“Kriff, cyare, do you even need to ask?” He answers, pressing you down on the bed as he kisses you deeply.

The sounds were suddenly way easier to drown out as he worked his lips against yours, only pulling away to catch your breath.

Well, at least now he was distracted.

Echo

It was often Echo found himself feeling insecure.

Ever since the two of you got together, he feels as though his confidence has taken a step backwards.

He’s constantly questioning why you would ever want to be with him, that you deserve someone better.

The two of you find yourselves sitting together, reading.

Echo, as usual, going over the reg manual for the 170th time.

You were just glad he could focus, because you certainly couldn’t.

You find yourself staring over the top of your datapad, the book you were reading was irrelevant to the focused man sitting before you, using your legs as an arm rest after you’d stretched yourself out over him.

You couldn’t stop thinking about how lucky you were.

You were so scared to tell him how you felt, so afraid to ruin your friendship over your once seeming forbidden crush.

But now here you were, sitting with the most amazing guy in the galaxy.

He looked so focused, it was undeniably attractive.

The problem now was, you were starting to become very jealous of that reg manual.

“Hey, Echo?” You address, your heart seemingly slipping a beat as he meets your gaze.

“Yes?”

“Can I kiss you?” You ask, shifting closer to him, sitting on your knees, settling one between his mechanical legs, pushing the reg manual down so his gaze was completely on you.

He stutters your name with a deep red flush.

“I asked you a question, Corporal.” You tease, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Of course you can kiss me.” He answers, a sudden spike of confidence in his voice.

You kiss him sweetly, sitting yourself down as his arms wrap around you.

“How did I get so lucky?” He asks when you separate for a breath.

“You deserve the best in life.” You answer, kissing him again like her life depended on it.

“ I’ll have to start asking for kisses more often.”

Could this be TECH?? Maybe 🤔

One reason that would discourage the theory: Crosshair was not successful because he (and CF 99) are known to be defective. It could be possible that Tech was was weak enough at the end of s2 to be brainwashed but who knows.

One reason that would encourage the theory: This operative SURVIVED heavy rocks on top of him, and managed to move heavy rocks easily. I think this is in reference to Tech when his femur was broken. He managed to overcome the pain and still fought.

If this was Tech, could he be unbrainwashed???

Who knows 😭

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Tbb if they were in high school

Wrecker: WHYS THE BUS ALWAYS LATE IM COLD

Crosshair: speak for yourself

Tech: it isn’t wreckers fault you’re a stick insect with no way to retain heat

Hunter: all of you shut up! *feels the ground* the bus is two streets over it’ll be here soon

Echo, who just joined the friend group: how does he do that??

I feel like Wrecker is the type of person to actually physically beat themselves up if they hurt someone they love

Like-

Wrecker: Who hurt you so I can squash them into jelly?

Tech: You

Wrecker: So be it.

I think I've worked out (part of the reason) why there's been such a huge uptick in folks who don't reblog things on here.

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Ima be real. My heart breaks for Tech. I always felt like Echo and him were besties, now all I can see is Tech in the pilot's seat turning about to ask Echo something only for Tech to go quiet cause the co pilots seat is empty.

He deserves some good sleep 💤

He do be sleeping tho

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