Some Like It Hot

Pairing: Echo x Female Reader

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Summary: With the Marauder marooned in a desert planet, Hunter take Omega and the others to town in search of parts while you and Echo stay behind to find a way to fix what you can and beat the hear.

Warnings: Oral (f receiving), facesitting, edging, praise, slightly soft!dom Echo, cum eating.

A/N: Based in this ask from a wonderful, Echo loving Nonnie!

Word count: 1.9k

It was hot. Uncomfortably hot. Oppressively hot. So hot it was all you could do to tolerate your own skin covering your own body, much less a full kit of armor. Yet there you were, perched atop the Marauder in the burning sun of some backwater planet, desperately working alongside Echo while Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, and Omega had gone to the nearest port for parts and supplies.

After working outside for several hours stripping away broken parts in preparation for the group's return, you both retreated to the interior of the ship as the sun hovered overhead. The moment you were out of the sun's harsh rays, you shucked your armor, leaving it in a heap on your bunk. Although ditching the plastoid plates helped release a little heat from your body, you still felt sticky, itchy, and overheated.

"I'm going to grab a quick shower," you informed him. "Then I'll be up to help you with the electrical panel."

"Sounds good," he replied, doffing his upper body armor and compression suit to let his skin breathe as well.

He kept his back to you as you peeled away your soaking base layer. There had been electric tension between you since you first met months earlier, time alone was a rare commodity but neither felt particularly in the mood to be close enough to explore those amorous feelings given the circumstances. Instead, he stole a glance at the curve of your panty-clad backside while you reached for your shower kit. You likewise studied the sculpted tone of his shoulders as he quickly righted his gaze, thinking you hadn't noticed, and walked to the cockpit.

After a quick and largely unsatisfying sonic shower, you emerged from the fresher feeling slightly cleaner than before. With a glance to the bow of the ship, you saw Echo on his back under the console, toiling away to try to get at least part of the power restored to the ship for the sake of climate control if nothing else. As you stared at your meager clothing options, you shuddered at the thought of putting your compression suit and armor back on, so instead you opted for a pair of panties and a loose tee-shirt. Even with the lack of significant clothing, you still felt the heat of the day across your exposed legs as you joined Echo in the cockpit.

A string of profanity greeted you as he shifted and jerked under the control panel, “Dank FERRIK!” He growled in frustration.

“I’m here,” you reassured, carefully stepping over him. “How can I help?”

“There’s a cable that I’m trying to reroute,” he began with a strained grunt. “I can’t get it plugged in to the proper board without being up top, but it isn’t stable enough to stay put for me to access it.”

“Which panel?” You asked, knowing how to communicate with him.

“Life support panel. Top tier, one o’clock from where I am.”

Repeating his directions, you carefully stood over him and popped open the required button panel. Peering through the durasteel firewall, you saw his face and the end of the cable he had been fighting with being thrust in your direction. Taking it, you easily plugged it in as he shifted beneath you to finish his task of rerouting the power cables. The panel illuminated and around you there was the distinct hum of fans activating. A moment later, a crisp chill of recirculated air prickled across your body, giving you goose flesh under your scant clothes.

“Sounds like that worked,” Echo stated optimistically.

A violent shiver rippled down your spine and into your toes, visible through the sudden jerking of your legs, which prompted him to laugh. His warm hand grazed the skin of your ankle, making you straighten quickly and look down. He had scooted out from the control panel and gazed up the length of your body with dark eyes, which darted to the apex of your thighs, visible from his prone position. Unconsciously, he licked his lips as his fingers traced up the curve of your calf and back down, teasing gooseflesh from your skin.

“You feeling better now, meshla?” he rasped.

"Much," you nearly gasped in reply. "I'd say you've earned a reward for your efforts. Name it and it's yours."

A dangerous chuckle reverberated in his chest, "You should be careful, little one. Don't say that unless you really mean it."

"I always mean what I say. Question is…" a sultry smile crept across your face as a velvety chuckle rolled from your throat, "Are you going to finally tell me what you want?"

All at once the air between you was thickly silent as his hand stilled on your ankle holding you in place, “Do you really mean that?”

To answer his question, you slid your panties down your hips until they fell to your knees, while holding his gaze. His eyes flicked to the garment with a reflexive chuckle of near disbelief at your directness. Rather than stepping out of them, you waited for him to move with an expectant expression. A crooked, roguish smile pulled at his cheek as his hand drifted up your leg to take hold of the cloth and tug it further downward. Only then did you lift your foot to remove it, one leg at a time.

He tossed them aside, eyes fixed on your exposed folds as they peeked out from under your shirt. His bare chest rose and fell as he breathed faster in anticipation. You’d be lying if you didn’t admit you rather enjoyed your literal position of power over him a little, curious to see what he’d do next. Eager to spur him on, you let your hands glide down your abdomen and graze your thighs. At the sight of your fingers sliding into your folds, his mouth fell open and he released a soft moan. Smirking, you stepped forward until you stood his face.

“So…” you teased, "is this what you want?”

“Bring that gorgeous pussy down here. I'm starving."

Despite your confidence, the lustful rumble of his baritone voice made your knees tremble as you knelt, his face disappearing under the hem of your shirt. You felt his hot breath across your slick folds, which sent an electric shiver up and down your spine. A moan shuddered from your throat at the first sensation of his tongue grazing your slit. He huffed a smirk into your thigh before guiding you further downward until you felt his lips ghosting across yours. Wanting to see him, you pulled your shirt overhead, your naked flesh contracting in the cold air of this ship.

Looking down, you saw his dark eyes staring back at you intensely from between your splayed thighs. The apples of his cheeks shifted upward, squinting his eyes slightly as his mouth opened the stubble of his jaw rasped across your thighs. Taking his time, his tongue slowly licked from your entrance to your swollen, aching clit, circling it several times, before descending back down to your dripping hole. He teased you relentlessly, giving you only a fraction of what you wanted as your hips began canting on his face.

“Hold still, sweetheart. You’re far too delicious to rush things,” the lascivious rasp of his voice was punctuated by his hand gripping the globe of your ass. “Are you going to be good for me?”

“Y-yes,” you whispered in a gasp, nearly coming undone at his words alone.

“That’s a girl,” he praised with a gentle tap to your backside, prompting you to relax onto him. “Oh, just like that…”

His words trailed off as he resumed lavishing your pussy, unabashedly moaning into your folds, gathering and spreading your slick with his tongue. He consumed you with a deep, aching hunger. The pressure quickly built in your belly as he so expertly unwound you. Your breaths came in sharp gasps, having been utterly unprepared for his skilled mouth. It took all your willpower to hold your hips steady when all you wanted to do was rut against his face to feel the delicious friction of his nose against your swollen node.

Sensing your torture, you felt him grin against your cunt. When you met his gaze, his eyes were smiling smugly. Just as your mouth fell open to deliver a whining plea, he began flicking the flat of his tongue across your clit rapidly. The sudden white hot sensation made your eyes cross and your back arch, thrusting your pussy into his mouth. Your hands gripped the edges of the console with white knuckles as you teetered at the precipice, poised and ready when he stopped with a wicked chuckle.

“Does my pretty girl want to come?” He teased, shifting his hand from the bruising grip on your side to begin tracing your entrance.

“Y-yes, gods Echo, let me come!” You howled.

He edged a finger into your core just slightly, only to withdraw and continue to tease, “Have you forgotten your manners already? What’s the magic word?”

“Please!” You cried, unable to contain the quaking of your thighs. “Echo, please make me come!”

“Hmm, my good girl,” his praise was punctuated by his thick middle finger sinking easily into your pussy only to have a second stretch and fill you more.

The moan that left your body was a hedonistic wail of ecstasy as you began rolling your hips against the digits buried inside you. He grunted in approval, nodding as his mouth latched back onto your clit. His pace was unrelenting as his scomp arm encouraged you to ride his face, which shifted from side to side, adding friction exactly where you wanted it. With a handful of deep thrusts, your core fluttered and throbbed. Pulling his hand away, he buried his mouth into your entrance, moaning wildly as he consumed your release, tongue probing your pulsing walls as you rode your orgasm and they finally stilled.

Dizzy and breathless, you all but collapsed against the console, resting your burning face on the cold durasteel panel. Your entire body buzzed with fizzy, tingling energy as oxytocin flooded your bloodstream. You looked down at Echo, who had never looked happier, despite being a soaking mess. Finding the will to move, you tried to stand, but your legs were wobbly and useless. He chuckled lightly, shimmied out from between your thighs, and planted a kiss on your exposed neck. The warmth of his chest felt like a blanket against your shivering back.

“Stay here,” he crooned in your ear. “I’ll be right back.”

Your pulse was still slowing when he returned a moment later, draping a blanket around your shoulders and helping you to your feet. He guided you to the fresher so you could relieve yourself. As you cleaned up, he disappeared and you heard the sound of disinfectant spray being used. Undoubtedly Hunter would be able to smell what you had been up to when the group returned and Tech wouldn’t appreciate his precious cockpit being used as the location of your tryst. Upon his return, you departed the fresher in search of your clothes, which he held in hand.

“You know, I’ll get you back for that,” you warned, tracing your fingertips across the ridges of his codpiece. “I can be just as patient as you when I want to be.”

“Sweetheart,” his dark eyes narrowed dangerously at her challenge, “I’m counting on it.”

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Hunter x Fem!Reader - Out Of Control - Smut One Shot

How About A HC Where The Female Reader Tries Vabbing Or Wearing Phermones In Front Of Hunter? Smutty

Warnings: SMUT 18 + / Much Filth / PiV Sex / Oral / Dub Con /Dom Hunter / Animal Hunter / Fingering / Slight Chocking / Rough Hard Sex / Sex Pollen Trope (Kinda) / Hair Pulling / Anal Tease / Anal Fingering / Spitting /Messy

"What do you need this stuff for anyway?" asked Tech critically as he handed you the vial.

You smiled sweetly at him "An experiment, for science, so to speak".

Tech nodded slowly "That's the only purpose I'd let you use it for".

As you turned to walk out of the cockpit, he held you back by the shoulder and looked at you urgently.

"Be careful with that, those are concentrated pherhormones, on an average man that can have a violent effect. A guy who can't control himself might get some stupid ideas, I'm talking about men with low inhibitions."

"Are you worried about me?" you ask, amused.

Tech nodded seriously, "Of course I am, that's not a toy you have in your hand".

He tried to take the vial away from you and said, "I shouldn't have given it to you".

You dodged him and said, "Come on, I can take care of myself, like I said it's just an experiment."

Tech sighed and said seriously, "I've seen the way you look at Hunter, you're not thinking of using it on him are you? That would be an absolutely fatal idea."

You frowned and asked uncertainly, "Why?"

"Hunter's senses would go into overdrive as soon as he senses the pherhormones, he'd be all over you whether you want him to or not, such an amount of hormones will cause someone like him to black out, mindwise."

You looked at him, startled. Your gaze betrayed you and Tech sternly crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"This is a stupid idea" he grumbled "Hunter has a hard enough time keeping his hands off you as it is".

You looked at him questioningly, that made no sense, Hunter nearly always avoided you.

"It doesn't look like it," you remarked.

"He needs to keep some distance from you so he doesn't reach out on impulse or kiss you, that would be inappropriate, especially since you're not a couple, not yet anyway"

"You assume we're going to be a couple?" you asked with a grin.

Tech raised his infamous finger and said, "Well, since as far as I know you both have pretty strong feelings for each other, yes. But what I'm getting at, and what you should take much more to heart, is that this impulse, this perception would be amplified probably a hundredfold by the pherhormones. He would want you and take you, even against your will. Do you understand that? Hunter would no longer be in control, he would no longer be Hunter for the moment he would be under the influence of the concentrate."

You stared at Tech out of wide eyes.

"Oh"

"Yes, Oh, indeed. I take it you understand," he said sternly.

You glanced at the vial in your hand, about to hand it back to him, when you were interrupted by a comm message. Tech had to leave in a hurry, leaving you alone in the Marauder with the vial in your hand.

You looked at the vial in your hand and thought for a moment about where you could most safely get rid of it or stow it away, when a noise startled you. You flinched and wheeled around, at the same moment the vial slipped from your fingers and shattered with a clink on the metal floor.

"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

You stared at Hunter as if thunderstruck.

"You need to get out of here Hunter!"

He smiled, "What, why? I just came back here. You don't seem to be very happy to see me"

When he saw how panicked your look was, the smile froze on his lips.

"What's go-"

Hunter interrupted himself, straightening up and blinking several times, a bit like he was struggling with his own perception. When he looked at you again, his chest rose and fell heavily and violently. His eyes darkened. He gripped the edge of the upper bunks left and right and groaned. Sweat beaded on his forehead.

"You should run," he pressed out "Something's wrong with me.... I don't know what's going on, but you should really get out of here."

You looked at him, your heart beating wildly in your chest. He was standing in the middle of the walkway to the ramp, all you could do was escape to the cockpit.

"Shit."

You hastily turned away from him and sprinted, however, almost instantly you heard his quick footsteps behind you. You reached the cockpit, but he got a hold of you before you could lock yourself inside. You let out a startled scream as his hands grabbed you, he wasn't exactly gentle.

He rammed you against the wall, wedged you between his body and the wall. You had no time to say anything, his lips drove on yours hard and demanding with a growl that came deep from his chest, he tore off the cod piece of his armor and threw it carelessly to the floor, immediately pushing his hips between your thighs, grinding into you. You could clearly feel that he was already hard as steel.

What you felt was a mixture of arousal and fear, something that he probably sensed like everything else, but unlike usual, he didn't react to it at all, the pherhormones had completely taken over and thrown him off balance. Hunter was no longer the master of his actions, not really anyway.

He kept grinding into you, grunting, tearing at your clothes, impatient and wild, his lips still on your mouth, his tongue hunting for yours.

Hunter let go of you for a moment, dragged you to the bunks and pushed you into the next best one before he started tearing your clothes completely off your body until you were completely naked. You could see that he was breathing deeply, seeming to sniff almost like a loth wolf. Then his eyes fell between your thighs which he had forced apart with his knees.

He pushed you a little higher in the bunk, lowered himself with shoulders and head between your legs and took another deep breath, close to your pubic, which he released from his lungs stuttering and half moaning.

You couldn't help yourself, no matter how intimidating the situation was right now, you were wet and of course that didn't make the situation any less precarious, because combined with the hormones, this had to be beyond intense for Hunter.

His mouth descended on you so fast that you let out a curse.

"Fuck!"

His tongue was quick, immediately driving into your cleft and licking you out, wildly, hungrily, he took in your arousal and drilled you with his tongue, his hard length rutting into the mattress of the bunk, his nose nudging your clit. His tounge shoving into you again and again made you pant and whimper almost instantly. Hunter lapt at your sensitive entrance for a moment just to shove his tounge back into you a second later. It was so intense and it felt so good that you weren't sure if you even wanted to object anything he was doing to you.

"Hu-Hunter..." came hoarsely from your lips, but he didn't respond.

Your fingers clawed into the bedspread you were lying on, the intensity in your pubic rose abruptly, and you felt like the more aroused you were, the hungrier he was licking you out. On impulse, one of your hands went into his hair and took a good grip. He growled excitedly, not seeming to mind your hard grip on his hair.

You knew you were going to cum at any moment, Hunter working you mercilessly, you had no idea how he even drew breath in the process. Your swollen pearl being stimulated by the nudging of his nose while his tounge fucked you intensly was just to much.Your climax came violently, with trembling thighs and a little cry you couldn't suppress. But Hunter didn't stop, his tongue kept twitching in your pussy and his nose kept rubbing over your swollen, overstimulated clit.

"Hunter... Hunter, too much, Hunter stop!"

As you began to squirm, he jerkily grabbed your hips with both hands and pinned you down with a hard grip, surely leaving marks. He licked you out like he didn't want to miss a drop of your arousal, greedy and tireless. You twitched helplessly in his grip until he finally let go of you, just as the arousal was very slowly building up again.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, sat up, twitched your thighs, pulled his pants down a bit and his hard manhood sprang out from behind the fabric, leaking precum on it's velvety, swollen tip. He was girthy, thicker than you had anticipated. As you tried to sit up, he pushed you roughly back into the sheets, reaching into the back of your knees and pushing your knees almost to your shoulders.

"Hunter!"

One hand went to your neck, with his upper body he pressed your legs against your body. The hand on your neck squeezed, very mildly, but strong enough to be a warning. His eyes were so dark, almost black when your gazes met and he growled, "Shut up".

The next moment he pushed his cock rudely into your pussy and started thrusting, he started pretty directly with a wild pace and you didn't know if it was coincidence or not, but he hit just that one spot in your wet heat that made you see stars. Within seconds his gasps mixed with yours and he took you hard in your practically folded pose.

He didn't wait for you, he took you wildly and quickly until he came groaning deep inside you, rolling his eyes back into his head. He was all sweaty by now, just like you, and he was breathing hard, but his eyes were still dark and his cock that had just emptied inside you was still hard. He left your body and murmured, "On your knees, go!"

His voice was rougher than usual, deeper, at least that's what it seemed to you.

You hastily complied with his request, turning around, getting on your hands and knees. You yelped as he slid two fingers into your pussy and gathered up both of your releases, as he withdrew his fingers again and pressed between your buns on the tight ring of muscle between them, you sucked in a sharp breath with a hoarse moan.

"Hunter...don't..."

He rubbed your anus with both of your fluids. You bit your lower lip, it was odd, feeling so hot and wrong at the same time. You winced as he spit on your little hole and finally slid one of his fingers, rather roughly through the ring of muscle into your ass. The sensation was raw, hot and embarassing at once.

Automatically you wanted to crawl away from him, not because it hurt but you felt a strange shame crawling up in you, but his free hand reached into your hair and pulled you back toward him.

"Stay here!"

You yelped at the sudden sting when he pulled your hair.

The next moment his cock was back in your pussy and he was fucking you hard from behind while his finger was between your buns and he was holding you by your hair with his other hand. His hips slammed into your ass, skin smacking on skin, a very distinct sound that filled the ship, his cock making lewd noises in your cum filled slit.

It was a mix of pain, shame and arousal you felt, confusing, but fortunately the arousal outweighed everything else. His dick moving fast and hard inside you, the sounds it made, his panting, it was so hot that after all you felt your arousal come back.

Suddenly he slowed down, he let go of your hair, grabbed your shoulder, pulled his finger out of your butt with a wet little popp, which elicited a small yelp and pulled your torso towards him, kneeling lower behind you so you could slide onto his lap. Putting an arm around your shoulders, he held you tightly. His cock twitching impatiently inside you, you could hear Hunter breathing heavily, but he held perfectly still for a long moment. Your sweaty back stuck to his sweaty chest as you leaned against him like that.

"I'm sorry," you finally heard him say softly, almost whispering, close to your ear "I.... I didn't have any real control"

He felt terribly ashamed to have lost control like that. He was aware of what he was doing all the time, but it felt like his body was being controlled by others, pure animalistic lust. He was still as horny as can be, but he was able to pull himself back together to some extent. He felt that there had been a certain amount of fear on your end, but also lust, pure lust.

"I know," he heard you say, your voice hoarse and breathless "The pherhormones are to blame."

He blinked then said, "The thing you dropped when you got spooked?"

You nodded and said quietly "Yes, I was actually going to dispose of it because I didn't want to do the experiment I was going to do after all for safety reasons"

Hunter's cock twitched inside you again, making you jerk up as well.

"Sorry... do you want us to stop?"

He kissed your neck, he could understand if you wanted to get as far away from him as possible, but part of him hoped you wanted to keep going.

"It's your choice," he said softly when you didn't answer him right away.

You licked your lips and said hoarsely, "Fuck me."

He leaned you forward again onto your knees and began thrusting into you again, not quite as hard this time, but still quite wild. His and your release dripped and splattered everywhere, yours and his thighs were already smeared, as was the sheet beneath you. One of your hands moved between your legs and started playing with your clit.

Again the lewd sounds filled the marauder, his cock making the wet squelch noises in your pussy, naked skin slapping naked skin and the intensity in your core building rapidly again.

Panting Hunter asked, "You liked it when I was eating you out, right?"

"Hmmm very much so," you admitted with a moan.

He grinned, but you couldn't see that. Hunter would definitely do it again the next chance he got.

Your fingers danced over your clit as he fucked you from behind, his hands on your hips, thrusting into you again and again in rapid fashion. Your cunt started clenching hard around his cock, making him grunt.

"Hnngh... I'm close," he warned you.

"Same! Give it to me Hunter!"

He picked up the pace, fucking you harder, the noises, feeling and mess intensifying.

As you came and your climax jolted through your body like an electric shock, his thrusts began to stutter, just like his gasps. Just as your orgasm slowly ebbed with a gentle pulse, you felt his throbbing cock release inside you.

It took you a moment to catch your breath, both of you were sweaty and shaking.

You looked around and said, "Hunter..."

He gently left your body, still breathing heavily.

"Huh?"

"We're in Tech's bunk."

There was silence for a moment and Hunter took a moment to reply, "...crap"

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smut star wars the bad batch tbb hunter tbb clone force 99 filth too hot vabbing

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

Tech and Echo, Chaotic Besties TM

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

I love how we all just accepted the fact that Echo is the mom of the group and probably the only one out of the squad that can cook a decent meal without burning the kitchen down

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

PLAN 99 *TBB SPOILERS

I CALLED IT! PLANN 99 IS SOMEONE FROM CF 99 DYING!!!

TECH DESERVES BETTER! HE COULD HAVE EXPLORED DIFFERENT CULTURES AND PLANETS WITH HIS FAMILY 🥺🥺🥺

I don't know if I ever wrote that Plan 99 meant one of them would die on here 😭 but I had mentioned this to @VanessaStarWarz during their TikTok live with other people. I did not want it to be true 😭

I thought of Clone 99 who had sacrificed himself in battle during TWC. I couldn't help but think that the bad batch would create a plan if one had to sacrifice themselves in battle. Plus CF 99's logo is literally a skull. 99 is associated with death!

I'm gonna scroll through my posts to see if I ever wrote about my theory!

Others had speculated it being a wide transmission 😢 I WISH THAT WERE TRUE!!! MY LIFE WOULD BE SO MUCH BETTER

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

Imma need you to cool down 😂

Cause if there is an episode named “The Last Domino”, then that is my 13th reason

If the bad batch season 2 has an episode named "The Last Domino" that's it for me.

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

Angst! Echo x OC (Dawn) Unspoken Love (pt. 1)

Y’ALL THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC EVER!!!!!! I am so excited to finally publish my first story on Tumblr. I have been inspired by everyone in the The Bad Batch community to write this story <3

@zoeykallus is one of my favorite creators on this website! I was inspired by her to work on this.

Warnings: Mentions of death and grief (takes place during Order 66)

Word Count: 700

Summary: Echo and reader knew each other before Order 66, and kept a long distance friendship (although they both had feelings for each other). After Order 66, the reader goes silent - leading the Empire to file her as deceased. Echo was devastated by this information. Rex recruits reader and the Bad Batch for a mission. Echo and reader are reunited after many tribulations.

Angst! Echo X OC (Dawn) Unspoken Love (pt. 1)

DECEASED?

"Dawn S. - DECEASED."

Echo couldn't believe what he was reading on his holopad. He began to pace around the Marauder; Hunter could feel Echo's blood pressure and heart rate increase.

Echo's chest rose with every breath he took. Tears are rolling down his prominent cheekbones onto his chest plate. His breaths were becoming louder and uneven, which concerned Hunter. His bodily strength gave out. Allowing himself to finally feel- his tears turned into a river, sounds of a broken man escaped him, and the pain he felt covered his entire being. Consumed by the grief of not only losing the woman he loved from afar but also losing the last best friend he had before the Citadel.

Omega, not understanding his grief, wanted to reach out to him. Her small hand making its way to his shoulder was abruptly held by Hunter. Looking up at him with a confused expression, she saw her brother looking at her with caution. Silently communicating with her that it was not the right time to comfort Echo. Behind Hunter, Omega focused on her other two brothers. Tech kept looking at the ground while Wrecker was shedding tears on behalf of his brother's loss.

Echo's legs were spread while his back was arching into the lower bunk. The painful sobs he released were felt by every soul in the Marauder. His squad allowed him to let out the pain he felt, which he was thankful for in the future.

Not knowing that his other half was alive.

- - - - -

Coruscant (Order 66)

Dawn found herself at the Jedi Temple while Clone Force 99 assisted Kanan Jarrus at the last minute. She enjoyed seeing younglings grow stronger and was fascinated by their relationship with the force. Her loving gaze turned into one of concern as she heard clones running into the room armed. As she was about to ask whether the temple was under attack. The clone trooper attempted to shoot at the closest youngling by his side. The Jedi master and Dawn were too late to save the youngling but made their way to the clone trooper- easily defeating him, he fell to the ground. Dawn had her blasters out, shooting at the Clone troopers from behind while the Jedi master took the front clone troopers. The Jedi master and Dawn were ushering the children out of the room.

The clone troopers were too much for the Jedi to handle all alone. They kept this method for quite a while until they encountered too many at the front. Dawn finished them off and reached for the dying Jedi. The last words she heard were, "Protect them… run away … far from here."

Dawn's head looked down as she felt a weight on her lap. The Jedi master entrusts her with the lives of her younglings by protecting them with their lightsaber. Dawn doesn't hesitate to turn on the lightsaber as she and the kids run away. They found a window where they could go down and hide (the fall is pretty high, but they are using force). She stayed in the back, ensuring each child would go down safely. She heard shouting from afar and ran towards the noise, fighting back against any who tried to harm her and the children. She was wounded by three shots but kept up the fist fight she began with a clone. Her back was facing the window, which gave the clone the idea to push her through the window.

Her scream was deadly as she flew. Feeling the pressure from gravity surrounding her prompted her to close her eyes. Waiting for the deadly impact at the bottom of the Jedi temple. A place where she began working and developed multiple friendships with the people who attempted to kill her that night. Remembering the good times she had with a particular clone, someone to who she never had confessed her love. The biggest regret she had at that moment.

Dawn abruptly felt the force hug her as she landed peacefully on the cement. Looking around, she found the eyes of the kids she swore to protect.

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Dun, Dun, DUN!!! How is it so far? Any feedback??!!

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original character the bad batch tbb tech tbb omega tbb hunter tbb wrecker angst friends to lovers arc trooper echo bad batch first fanfic order 66 tbb echo echo x reader arc trooper echo x reader unspoken love

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latinachiquita

2 years ago

This would be my reaction 😂

I've seen how the bad batchers would act if they were jealous. But how would they react if they found out their reader significant other was the jealous one? Like, reader sees someone clearly hitting on their man and acts different because of it. How would the batchers each react once they realize what's happening? I feel like at least one of them wouldn't even realize that they're being hit on until reader starts acting jealous.

Interesting Question.... I hope you'll be okay with my approach.

The Bad Batch x fem!Reader HC's - React To Your Jealousy

I've Seen How The Bad Batchers Would Act If They Were Jealous. But How Would They React If They Found

Warnings: Jealousy

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Not yet proofread, sorry

Hunter

He's been on the dance floor of the 79's as you get some drinks for the two of you. When you turn back around there is another girl, dancing close to him.

Hunter sees it coming before you say something. He can sense something is off, besides, your expression says a lot at that moment.

"No need to be angry. It was just a dance"

You grumble, "The way she danced at you it was rather dry humping"

Hunter chuckles, "Come on, that's not true"

"it's not?", you say dryly "Good. Hold this"

You give him both drinks and turn arround, you approach the next best clone and dance with him, just the way that girl did with Hunter. He's pressing the drinks into some guys hands who's passing by.

"It's on the house", he mutters, striding right over to you, grabbing your arm and pulling you away from the dance floor.

"Where are we going?"

He growls, "Somwhere private. You are going to get marked lady"

Echo

Some girl is heavily flirting with him, but he's pretty confused. It's rather rare that he's the center of attention of anyone else but you. He's so puzzled he just sits there looking at the girl as she's lewdly fliritng with him.

You see what's happening and feel your blood boiling. Standing next to the table they are sitting at, the woman looks up at you, seing your expression she shrinks under your gaze.

"Get lost"

Something in your expression and posture makes the girl get up and get lost right away.

You look at Echo, crossing your arms in front of your chest. As you see his confused look, you frown and your expression softens.

He mumbles, "What the hell just happened?"

"She was pretty aggressivly hitting on you"

He softly grabs your hand and pulls you to his side on the bench he's sitting.

"Thanks for saving me, Mesh'la", he says softly, kissing the corner of your mouth.

There is not really a reason to be mad, not at him.

Wrecker

He's a nice guy, so he's not shooing the girl dancing around him right away.

He says friendly, "You know, I actually wait for my girl", hoping she get's the hint.

She does not.

As you enter the 79's looking out for your man and see what's going on, you have to take a deep breath before approaching the scene.

Wrecker sees you and smiles all over his face, brushing the flirty girl aside meeting you half way through the bar. He picks you up, kisses you lovingly and carefully let's you down to your feet again.

You can't help but smile at him. He's so happy to see you and it's honest. You know immediately, there is not need to worry. But that doesn't stop you from shooting that girl a sinister look.

Tech

He immediately feels uncomfortable when he realizes what the woman buzzing around him has in mind. She is far too handsy. He is super cuddly and clingy, but only with you, physical contact with other people makes him nervous and he actually can't stand it at all.

He tries to avoid her touches and says very clearly that he is not interested and is already taken. You watch the situation for a little while. You don't have to worry about Tech, but that chick makes you mad.

You finally go up to the two to redeem Tech. The relief on his face when he sees you is almost amusing. He scurries behind you, hiding behind you. He can fight back, but he really wants to avoid getting rough with a woman if possible.

"Please, Cyare, tell her to leave me alone."

You are only too happy to comply with his request.

Crosshair

He actually likes to flirt. Also with other women, but there is never physical contact. He does not look for flirting on his own, but he plays along when the opportunity arises. Sometimes.

That alone can be unsettling, but you know he is, if he really gets involved with someone, a very loyal soul. However, the fact that he likes to tease you about it when you get jealous doesn't make things any better. Sometimes you don't feel taken seriously.

He may tease you now and then and get you off guard, but he also always makes it up to you. After all, you are important to him, he doesn't really want you to be mad at him.

"Come on, kitten, you know I'm not serious about any of this."

"It's still unsettling"

He pulls you close, his hands on your hips, in the middle of 79's. Actually, he's not big on showing affection so publicly. You're surprised.

Spreading kisses on your face he says, "Now look at them. You get all the real love, the real me. And they just look stupid. Feels pretty good doesn't it?"

"You're so full of yourself," you giggle, "The worst part is you're right."