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Hallo schwul

speak for yourself

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my friend introduced me to disco elysium yesterday

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tbb modern au where Tech goes to Turkey to get a hair transplant

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Guys I cooked

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pov i lost my mind

here’s the coloured version of this post

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No way I was the only one who thought this was gonna happen, right???

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Faster (Reprise)

Watching Tech win that race made you feel some type of way, so you show him your appreciation.

Inspired by this post by @bsxcrxts

Based on Season 2 Ep 4!

! 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !

Tech x Reader

Tags: nsfw, afab reader, no pronouns/gender neutral reader, aftercare

CW: face fucking, rough blowjobs, afab masturbation, handjobs (both receiving), hair pulling, slight praise kink, dom/sub dynamics, switching, orgasm control, shameless smut, bickering, Tech is LOUD

Words: 3.659

I was literally on aphrodisiacs while I wrote most of this I'm sorry

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You were quiet on the flight back to Ord Mantell. While Wrecker and Omega were sleeping in the back of the ship, tired from everything that happened on Safa Toma, you were sitting in the co-pilot seat next to Tech. You were deep in thought, trying to figure out why exactly you were feeling the way you did right now.

Something about watching Tech win that race made you feel giddy inside. It wasn’t just the concept of him winning the race itself. Everything flowed together so perfectly. The way he casually multi-tasked to study the schematics of that tunnel while engaging in a sport he literally learned about hours ago. The way he tricked those other two racers into crashing into each other. The way that it was clear that losing this race was not even an option he considered. That was probably the most attractive thing about the whole thing. The confidence in his own piloting skills.

You looked over at Tech, who was currently getting the ship ready to land. You were so deeply engaged in your own thoughts you didn’t even hear him when he announced you were almost at your destination. You felt the aftereffects of your revision of the previous events as well. Your face and ears were all hot and even goosebumps were making themselves apparent on your arms and legs. You couldn’t just move on from what you had witnessed on Safa Toma, you wanted to revel in the memory just a little bit longer. You wanted to show Tech just how much you enjoyed watching him race. 

You stayed in your seat when Omega and Wrecker left the ship, basically sprinting on their way to get some Mantell Mix. This presented you with the opportunity to stay on the ship with Tech, alone. So when you noticed him get up, intending to leave the ship as well and go after his siblings, you stopped him in his tracks by calling out his name. 

“What is it?” he asked, though you noticed most of this attention was focused on the datapad he was holding in his hands.

“Could you maybe explain to me how exactly you won that race one more time? In detail?" this caught his full intention “Why do you require an explanation? You were there to see it.” He sat back down, indicating that he was expecting this conversation to last longer. Your mind was racing, trying to decide if you wanted to be straightforward about how horny seeing him casually win that race made you or if you wanted to play innocent. You decided on the latter, for now. “I just think it would be beneficial to understand your thought process behind the whole thing.” You shrugged, trying to appear as casual as possible. He raised an eyebrow, though he didn’t question you any further.

“At first I stayed further back, seeing as I was rather unfamiliar with the route..” You leaned forward in your chair, eyes sparkling while a smile crept up on your face. You liked when he explained things to you. You could listen to him for hours, trying not to miss a single detail. So, as if the chair moved on its own, you inched closer to Tech. He noticed, though he didn’t acknowledge your action with more than a quick look at your chair as it moved closer to him. Initially, you didn’t think much about his reaction. But when you moved closer again, wanting to make sure you couldn’t possibly miss a word he was saying, he looked over again, but this time he stuttered as well, barely noticeable, but with the amount of attention you paid to him right now, you couldn’t miss it.

You managed to distract him, even unintentionally.

This revelation changed your approach to this situation. You were eager to keep listening to him explain his strategy, but at the same time you wanted to find out just how much you could distract him from his task at hand. So you moved even closer. This time his gaze lingered on the foot of the co-pilot seat for a bit before traveling up your legs, then quickly looking the other way. All while still explaining, of course.

You decided to throw caution into the wind and just keep diving head first into the situation presented before yourself, shoving thoughts of possible embarrassment, if this situation were to go wrong, to the side. You extended your right leg, slowly shuffling it towards his left. When the toes of your shoes touched, he paused his rambling about how he studied the schematics of that restricted tunnel mid-race. “What are you doing?” 

You tried to keep calm, trying to appear confident in your actions instead of as nervous as you actually felt. You could not think of a single excuse for trying to get this close to him. It seemed you had no other choice than to confess. “I just… Something about the way you won that race was captivating to me. I wanted you to explain how you went about doing that because it made me feel.. giddy inside.” The apparent blush on your face and you obviously staring at the floor to avoid eye contact destroyed any type of confidence or seduction you were trying to display. You swallowed hard before stating the next sentence. “I actually wanted to show you how much I enjoyed watching you during that race.” You dared a look at his face. Tech's eyes were locked on yours as soon as you looked back up at him, his mouth slightly agape. This was very clearly not what he expected you to say. There was an uncomfortable silence as he was thinking of a response. You don’t think you ever witnessed him having to think about something for so long. Then he put his data pad to the side, giving you his full attention.

“Do as you wish.” This was not an answer you were expecting. Your expression matched the one he had on his face earlier, eyes focused on his and lips slightly apart, dumbfounded. Tech, on the other hand, was now back to explaining those tunnel schematics as if nothing at all had happened. You took his statement as an invite to continue your advances. Though you required further communication to be able to proceed with your actions. So, not wanting to interrupt him, you raised your hand as if you were a student having questions about the ongoing lecture. He noticed this. “Yes?” he asked, eyebrows raised, not only interested in how you decided to get his attention, but also what it was you had to say. You asked your question while sinking onto your knees in front of his chair “Tell me to stop as soon as you want me to.” You looked up at him with a serious look on your face, wanting to make sure this was communicated as well as possible. The last thing you wanted was to make him uncomfortable. 

Tech replied instantaneously. “Thank you for your concern, though I do not intend to stop you from anything you may have planned.” A shiver ran down your spine. He was eager for this as well. If it was not clear from this statement, it was from the way his legs shifted apart slightly, making room for you. And then he just kept on rambling, which you were glad to listen to.

Your right hand started at his calf, traveling up to his knee while your left hand landed just above his other knee simultaneously. You could feel him tense up. You were still listening to everything he said while your hands slowly made their way up his thighs. Your gaze was studying him from the top down. You broke eye contact to look at him top to bottom. Your eyes first found leverage on his chest, stomach, then his crotch. You could swear you heard a particularly loud gulp when your gaze landed where it did last. Your hands made their way towards his toolbelt, having to loosen it, at least the main buckle, to reach where you wanted to end up. You unbuckled the belt quickly before removing his codpiece. He did not once stop laying out his strategy to you, though his voice sounded coarser now.

You shuffled further between Tech's legs, your elbows resting on his knees as you undid his trousers. Then you paused. He had stopped his speech as soon as your hand reached his zipper. You looked up at him, eyes huge due to the low angle at which you were positioned. You wouldn't have noticed how much your actions were affecting him from just his voice, as it was barely disturbed before you tried to get into his pants, though a single look in his face revealed how hard he was blushing at your actions. You gave him a small smile before stating: “Keep talking.” It seemed you had now regained the upper hand in this situation. You enjoyed seeing how he reacted to you, the effect you had on him, especially considering how much it usually takes to distract him from his ramblings. 

He picked his sentence back up where he paused it earlier. „I decided weapons were slowing me down too much, so I left them behind.“ You could tell he tried to talk as casually as possible, but with the way he gripped at his chair and his eyes intensely focused on your hands, it was easy to tell just how eager he was. Not to mention how noticeably hard he was by now. Your hand brushed over his crotch, making him shiver, before reaching into his pants to pull his dick out.

He groaned at this action. He was louder than you expected, and you hadn‘t even properly started yet. Even though this sound he emitted sent a shock straight to your core, you didn‘t like how it disturbed his rambling.

“I didn‘t say you could stop explaining.“ Another groan. You knew how much he enjoyed babbling about whatever was on his mind, so it shouldn‘t have surprised you that it turned him on when someone actually wanted to hear what he had to say. 

When he started talking again you began ghosting your hand over his now fully hard cock. He shivered once more but he just kept on rambling. When you looked up at him again you noticed his eyes were now shut, most likely to help him concentrate on laying out his strategy further. A small smile formed on your face, pleased with the power you had over him right now. You started pumping him, almost as a reward, because he did so good relaying the race to you.

A whimper escaped his throat. You noticed his voice had become breathier and quieter. His eyes were still closed and his head pressed against the headrest of the pilot‘s chair, trying his hardest to keep his composure - and failing miserably. Some encouragement might help, you thought. You paused the up and down motion of your hand on his dick to speak.

“Look at me.“ His glassy eyes met yours. Your hand twisted slightly, earning you another whimper from Tech. „ You‘re doing so well explaining, and as soon as you‘re finished telling me all about that race, I‘ll reward you properly.“ He bucked his hips into your hand, accompanied by a low moan. He swallowed hard before snapping back at you. „I do not require your praise. I am fully in control of myself.“ You snorted, disregarding his statement.  „With the way your body is reacting to me, I beg to differ.“ 

This time, instead of talking back to you, he continued his explanation. You noticed he was talking notably faster now, but you let him get away with it and started pumping and twisting your hand again. 

„I-I took the l-left t-tunnel, seeing as I w-was now a-able to go f-fast enough to be a-able to make it a-across the m-missing part of the t-track.“ It took everything in Tech to form a coherent sentence in this state. „Keep going.“ you spurred him on further, studying the way his face contorted in pleasure and concentration.

You shuffled closer, leaning towards his cock. Wanting to challenge his focus even more, you puckered your lips, blowing some air on the tip. A shiver ran down his entire body and his breathing hitched. Again, he paused his debriefing. „I thought you would only intend to let me into your mouth after I finish the revision of the race.“ He was next to breathless. „Don’t be so hasty. This is only a preview to keep you motivated.“ You licked a small circle around the head of his dick to emphasize your statement. A deep, uncensored, guttural moan left his mouth. „Don‘t cum too soon, or I‘ll leave you here with nothing.“, you whispered up at him. „We will see about that.“, he responded, more bratty than did him good right now. You retracted your head, sitting straight on your heels now again, and squeezed him a little; a kind of warning to keep him in line.

You could not deny that his small attempt at gaining back dominance heated up your entire body. So, while Tech tried his hardest to finish the last portion of his explanation, you shifted your hips to rub your thighs together, hoping your attempt at trying to get some friction would go unnoticed. Your hands were still busy, with your right back to pumping him with increasing speed and your left digging into his still clothed thigh.

“…I-I fell back, l-letting the r-racers that b-boxed me in c-crash into e-eachother, allowing m-me to a-accelerate p-past them and w-win the race.“ You could feel his muscles relax after finishing his last sentence.  He opened his eyes to look down at you again. He looked desperate, almost teary-eyed. 

„You explained so well, and now I wanna reward you for it.“, you purred up at him. You lifted your hips, resting your weight on your knees. Your arms found their way to the back of your head to gather your hair so it wouldn‘t get in your way. You would have to hold it back with one hand, seeing as you were not in possession of a hair tie at the moment.

You were about to lean forward to take him into your mouth when something stopped you. Tech's much bigger hand landed on top of yours at the back of your head where you held your ponytail in place. You glanced up at him, slightly dumbfounded. „Let go. I will hold it back for you.“, he elaborated. Your attempt at nodding as a way to show acknowledgement of what he said resulted in him pulling at your hair on accident. You twitched. Tech's eyes widened, displaying concern. „I apologize. It will not happen again.“ You kind of enjoyed the sensation, though. „No. Keep doing that. Feels good.“ You removed your hand that was still in your hair from underneath his. 

Both of your elbows found leverage on his thighs once again. Your right hand gripped the base of his cock while your lips lowered onto him to kiss his tip. This triggered another whimper on his part. You felt his grip on your hair become tighter. Your eyes locked with his. He was searching for affirmation in your gaze. You smiled up at him, biting your lip as a nonverbal sign of your enjoyment. You lowered your mouth back onto him, now taking him until he hit the back of your throat. He gave you a long, deep moan this time. He pushed you down even further onto him, making you gag. Tech moaned again, seemingly enjoying the sight and feeling of you almost choking on him. He bucked his hips into your mouth once before asking: „May I take the lead now?“ You nodded as eagerly as possible with a dick this deep down your throat, giving up the last bit of control you had over him.

His grip on your hair tightened the slightest bit more before he took full control, shoving your head up and down on his dick, his hips bucking up every time his tip met the back of your throat. You gripped his upper thighs, holding on for dear life. Your core ached at the way he used you to his advantage, while he kept on groaning and moaning with every movement, you looked up at him. While all you saw on his face was passion and pleasure, he looked down at you, tears streaming down your face as a response to how he used your mouth like this was the only thing it was intended for.

You stuck your tongue out, which reached his balls every time he pushed your face towards his pelvis. His head fell back, overwhelmed with pleasure. You could barely handle the sight of him.

Your arousal had built up steadily since this whole situation started, and now you had reached the point where you couldn‘t go untouched any longer. Not wanting to interrupt Techs enjoyment with your own greedy need for bodily pleasure you slowly removed one of your hands from Techs thigh. It slowly traveled down your body until you reached your cloth-covered clit. You tried rubbing yourself through the fabric of your underwear. Thankfully, you chose to wear a skirt that day, so you at least had only one barrier between your fingers and your swollen clit tormenting you. 

You groaned in a mix of pleasure and frustration, sending vibrations down the dick still steadily ramming down your throat. This sent Tech over the edge. He gripped your hair tighter, holding your head in place as he came down your throat. You helped him through his orgasm by bobbing your head up and down ever so slightly. He pulled you off him by your hair. He looked out of breath, and when you stuck out your tongue at him, showing him you swallowed everything he had given to you, he groaned one last time before leaning down and kissing your forehead, hands still tangled in your hair.

That‘s when he saw where your second hand had gone. You had completely forgotten about your own pleasure when Tech came, the hand pressed to your core just a remnant of what you had attempted without him noticing. Now he saw exactly what you needed, though.

“I would gladly provide assistance, if you let me.“ except for heavy breathing on his side, there was no indication this man had just fucked your throat until both of you were seeing stars. You looked up at him, lips agape. You didn‘t even attempt to talk, already aware your throat was sufficiently sore at the moment, so you just eagerly nodded your head. 

He offered you a hand, as if he hadn‘t just used your throat as a sex toy, and pulled you up into his lap, your back facing his chest. His hands gripped your ankles and pulled them in towards your ass and spread your thighs by parting your knees. Your hands gripped onto his forearms for balance and security. He put his chin on your shoulder, your temple touching his goggles. He wanted to see exactly what he was working with. 

He brushed his hand over the wet spot on your underwear, exactly as you did with him earlier. He didn‘t even bother to take them off, just pushing them to the side, leaving your core flush, swollen and exposed. You shivered at the cold air of the ship hitting you at your most sensitive area. He brushed his hand over your now naked folds. „I did not expect that using you in the way I did would make you this wet.“

You moaned at his words, feeling slightly embarrassed at his wording.

Tech's fingers found your clit and began slowly tracing circles around it. This time you bucked your hips, needing more. „Don‘t be so hasty.“, he mocked your statement from earlier. His teasing didn‘t last long though, as he soon added a second finger to enhance the feeling. It didn‘t take long for you to feel your orgasm build up. You turned your face towards him, your nose pressing against his cheek as his head was still resting on your shoulder. Your lips parted slightly, whispering small, breathy moans directly into his ear. You could hear him swear before he quickened his movements, pressing down harder. Your moans increased in frequency and volume with every circle he traced until you reached your high. Back arching, thighs trembling, groaning, ignoring the ache in your throat. Your head fell back onto his shoulder. He pressed his palm flat against your clit, his hand quivering slightly, providing gentle stimulation while he helped you ride out your orgasm as his head turned to yours kissing your cheek.

You stayed like this for several minutes before you caught your breath again. He moved your underwear back into place. When he could tell you recovered from your orgasm enough to not pass out and fall over as soon as he let you go, Tech lifted you off his lap, setting you back onto the floor. You looked up at him, cheeks still stained with tears, still breathing heavily.

„You did well, and it is obvious you enjoyed this as much as I did, but I can tell your throat is sore, which needs to be taken care off quickly before it gets any worse. I will make you some tea.“ He tucked himself back into his pants and fastened his toolbelt again before getting up, walking towards a storage cabinet to get some teabags. You looked after him, still sitting on the floor next to the codpiece he had left behind, wondering how this was the same man who used your mouth as a fleshlight moments ago.

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Beastification - Chapter 5

Mr Beasts first mission with the bad batch goes as weirdly as you would expect.

The Bad Batch x Mr Beast

Tags: sfw, Crack fic, slow burn, Mr Beast AU, crack taken seriously

CW: the y/nification of Mr Beast, mentions of child abduction, braindead Mr Beast, Mr Beast talks to an invisible camera, lore breaking content, Eric Cartman, Mr Beast getting punched in the nuts

Words: 2179

Will update on Wednesdays and Sundays

... | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

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After a little argument about Echo requesting to leave Mr Beast somewhere on an uninhabited planet and Wrecker, in response, almost knocking his soul out of his body, before being stopped by Hunter stepping between the two of them, the batch plus Mr Beast gathered on the Marauder to leave for their job.

While Echo, Tech and Hunter stayed in the cockpit of the ship, Wrecker, Omega and Mr Beast stayed in the back, talking about how he apparently shot 500,000 credits with multiple tanks, for whatever reason. The fact that Omega and Wrecker actually believed that story drove Echo further into insanity.

They were headed towards Kessel, where Mr Beast had apparently brought the child that they were supposed to rescue. Everyone seemed surprised Mr Beast even remembered the coordinates, considering his constant state of delusion. He explained on their way to the ship that he had left the kid in a cave with enough rations and water to survive a couple of days. He had left it there about two weeks ago.

He told them not to worry about the kid's condition, as he had taught the child how to hunt its own food before he left and challenged it to stay near the cave, promising a ton of money for surviving the challenge. Money he obviously didn’t have. 

„Let’s hope he didn‘t actually leave the kid to die.“ Echo commented. He uttered this same sentiment for about the seventh time now since the start of their journey. „Don‘t worry, Echo. If he sabotages the mission even in the slightest, we‘re leaving him on Kessel.“ Hunter tried to calm the former ARC trooper down.

“I don‘t think that would be a wise decision.“ Tech spoke up, while getting the Marauder ready to leave hyperspace. „He may be valuable. I have yet to analyze it in detail, but his altered thought process could proof useful to us, if not only as blackmail material against Cid.“ Hunter let his gaze wander towards the back of the ship, where Mr Beast was, once again, talking to an invisible camera about his affiliate link below, while Wrecker and Omega watched him, almost hypnotized.

“Mr Beast,“ Hunter called out, trying to move Mr‘s focus from his imaginary ad read onto him. „How easy is it to reach the kid.“

“I WOULD have normally hidden him way better, but he said he was SCARED OF THE DARK! So, I left him more towards the entrance of the cave. Additionally, THE CLOSER HE GETS TO BEING KILLED BY WILD ANIMALS, THE MORE MONEY HE GETS!!“

Nobody commented, either from not knowing how to respond, or from hoping that ignoring Mr Beast would shut him up (Echo). And it stayed this quiet, until they reached the surface of the planet. They landed not far away from the cave, which was hidden sufficiently by the trees and bushes growing near it.

They entered the cave, cautious. They didn‘t want to scare the target away, but they, of course, also considered the possibility that someone or something may have gotten to the kid faster than they did. The cave looked empty, but someone definitely had set up camp here, considering the leftover ashes from a campfire at the entrance of the cave. Hunter knelt down to the ashes, grabbing some of them, hoping to get a trace leading to the kid, while the others either looked around the entrance for clues or were on the lookout just outside the cave.

“The kid went further into the cave, probably because of a storm that happened. Wrecker, Omega, Mr Beast, you stay here. Watch out for anyone coming this way. I don‘t think we‘re the only ones looking for this kid, considering how Mr explained his ‚job‘. Tech, Echo, come with me.“ 

Wrecker didn‘t protest against spending more time with Mr Beast, even if they didn‘t really speak to each other, just being in his presence made Wrecker feel at ease.

Mr Beast sat down with Omega at the abandoned campfire while Wrecker stood a little outside the cage, facing the forest, looking for potential intruders.

“And then I LOCKED TWO STRANGERS inside a room for 100 DAYS!!! Of course, I tempted them with different things to LEAVE THE ROOM EARLY, to make them LOSE THEIR MONEY!! But they didn’t, so I had to give the money to them anyways.“ Omega looked up at Mr Beast, with sparkling eyes. „I loved that video. When are you gonna release your next one? Will I be in it?“ „I‘M CONSTANTLY RECORDING! Can‘t you tell? But I can‘t seem to reach my editor.“ His voice was laced with disappointment. Wrecker wanted to comfort him, make him feel less lonely and more accepted in the group. He was part of the squad, too, now.

Then, something ripped Wrecker away from his thoughts. A bush rustled, not too far away from them. Wrecker aimed his gun towards the origin of the noise.  „Who’s there?“ he asked, in a warning tone. Another rustle, from the opposite direction now. Omega stood up, running to Wrecker. „What was that?“ Her voice gave away the fact that she was obviously scared. She hid behind him, her head peeking out just enough to be able to still look into the forest. Another rustle, the source of the noise being the bush closest to them, this time around. With shaky hands, Omega pulled out her bow. She was so focused on Mr Beast's story just a moment ago, that she didn‘t feel ready to fight all of a sudden.

A figure stepped out behind the bush. Fully hidden behind layers of robes and a helmet, with his arms up to not get shot immediately. The robed person walked towards them, confidently, with slow steps „How‘d you get here?“ it asked. The tone of its voice suggesting a male figure beneath the layers of metal and fabric. „Could ask you the same question.“ Wrecker spit back, gun still pointed at the intruder. „What do you want here?“ he questioned. 

„I‘m here for the kid.“ the stranger replied. Wrecker pushed Omega a little more behind himself, shielding her, as if out of instinct.

“Not that kid, idiot. The one in the cave.” The stranger mocked, nodding towards the cave entrance. That’s when his tone in voice changed, from condescending to enraged. “You.”

Omega tried to follow the man’s gaze. It was clear that he was looking at something further behind her. Mr Beast. „What are you doing here.“ the stranger spit towards him.

While Wrecker and Omega looked puzzled, Mr Beast looked like someone just asked him where the milk aisle was, instead of a Bounty Hunter recognizing him in the middle of the woods.

“Are YOU one of my FANS?“ Mr Beast responded, casually. „Have YOU heard of my NEW FLAVORS for my CANDYBARS yet???? NOW FOR SALE!!“ The bounty hunters' stance got more defensive. „I thought I‘d have more time before I‘d have to deal with you.“ 

Wrecker and Omega looked at each other. What was this stranger's business with Mr Beast? „I guess I have to kill you earlier than I planned to.“ With this sentence, he reached for the gun in his holster. This enraged Wrecker. „Don‘t even try it.“ Omega aimed her bow at the stranger as well now, ready to defend Mr Beast at any cost. 

Luckily, at this moment, Hunter, Echo and Tech reappeared beside them, with the kid they were looking for, not far behind them. Now, there were five weapons pointed at the stranger.

“I know when a situation‘s not looking good for me.“ the stranger commented, before slowly stepping back and disappearing back into the woods.

“What happened here? Who was that?“ Hunter asked after lowering his gun, the question mostly directed at Mr Beast. Wrecker replied: „We don‘t know, he just suddenly appeared from the bushes. He said he was looking for the kid, too. Then he got aggressive towards Mr. Seemed to know him.“ 

Hunter turned fully towards Mr Beast now, singling him out with his question. „Who was that?“

Mr Beast stood up with the smoothest of movements, hips swaying in the process. His voice boomed through the cave. „I DON‘T know.“ he said with the brightest smile on his face, his eyes resting on Hunter, who was not sure if Mr Beast was actually looking at him or through him, with his big, empty pupils.

“Let’s just hope he won’t come back.” Omega spoke, ripping Hunter’s attention away from Mr Beast’s big blue eyes. “Right. We should get back to the ship and leave. We got the kid.” Everyone turned around to look at the child they just rescued from somewhere deep in the cave. Omega made her way towards the kid with a friendly gesture, holding out her hand to him. “What’s your name?“

“Eric Cartman.“ The very round kid answered. „He hid in the cage for approximately five days, though he seems far from showing any symptoms of malnutrition.“ Tech   stated. Cartman replied, obviously aggravated: „I‘m not fat, I‘m festively plump.“

 Beast saw an opportunity in this statement. „IF you eat THAT TREE OVER THERE, right now I WILL GIVE YOU 50,000 CREDITS !“ he offered, demanding the attention back to himself. Wrecker looked at him in adoration. He was so motivated and giving. Echo was looking into nothingness, with a thousand yard stare on his face.

Cartman now took a closer look at Mr Beast, stepping towards him. „Hey, I know you! You‘re the fucking idiot that put me in this cage!“ With his eyebrows furrowed, he leaned in closer to him „How dare you even come back here, I ate nothing but dirt for days!“

“I THOUGHT, a more PLANT BASED NUTRITION would be GOOD FOR YOU!“ Mr Beast argued, seemingly not worried about the circular kid before him wanting to hurt  him.

 „Take that back, asshole. I‘ll shove that invisible camera you’re always talking to right up your ass.“ Omega stepped in between them, trying to defuse the impending argument. „Stop it, you guys! No need to fight.“ Cartman stopped himself for a minute, putting a hand on Omega's shoulder. „The only way to fight hate, is with more hate.“ He stated, before swiftly moving Omega to the side and punching Mr Beast where the light doesn‘t reach. „YOU BETTER GET ME THAT FUCKING MONEY YOU PROMISED.“

Mr Beast fell to the floor, cowering into the fetus position. A collective groan could be heard echoing throughout the cave as the batch empathized with Mr Beast's injury.

“I don’t think he‘s gonna be able to get up any time soon.“ Hunter observed, being the first one to regain his composure. „Wrecker, carry him back.“

Wrecker froze for a moment. The thought of throwing Mr Beast over his shoulder and carrying him back all the way to the Marauder made him blush „O-Okay.“ was all he managed to respond. He tried to ban the scenarios of Mr Beast thanking him for carrying him back to ship from his head, failing miserably. He shook his head, trying to gain back a clear mind.

He picked up Mr Beast from the cave ground. He was even lighter than he expected, so frail and fragile. His face looked beautiful, the expression of pain he gained from getting punched in the balls, now exchanged for a neutral, sleeping one. He passed out from the pain, though he looked so at peace. Eyes closed, his long lashes resting on his cheeks, with his eyebrows in a neutral position and his lips slightly agape. It took Wrecker more mental strength, to take his eyes off Mr Beast's face, than he wanted to admit.

With Cartman, who was now handcuffed, to avoid him punching any more testicles, they made their way through the jungle, back to the ship.

Mr Beast was asleep the entire way back to Ord Mantell, meaning the journey back was relatively quiet. He was laying with his head on Wreckers lap, who was sitting on one of the bunks. Cartman sat in the back of the ship, still handcuffed, silent for most of the time, except when he tried to persuade Omega to free him.

Mr woke up with the ship reaching the planet's surface. His eyes fluttered open, Wrecker being the first thing in his field of vision. „What happened?“ he asked, voice much quieter than usual. „Cartman may have castrated you.“ Tech answered, who was on his way to leave the ship, eyes fixed on his datapad.

Mr Beast blushed. He was embarrassed about everyone witnessing him getting punched, so he tried to change the subject. „Did you carry me all the way back? Thank you.“ he gave Wrecker a small smile, melting his heart just a little bit more. „I-It was no problem. It‘s not like you were that heavy or anything.“ Wrecker said, trying to avoid Mr Beast's inviting gaze.

“Unlike this guy.“ Echo complained, desperately trying to shove Cartman out of the ship. „Come on, let‘s get this kid back to Cid.“

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Beastification - Chapter 4

The bad batch argues if they should take Mr Beast with them or leave him behind

The Bad Batch x Mr Beast

Tags: sfw, Crack fic, slow burn, Mr Beast AU, crack taken seriously

CW: the y/nification of Mr Beast, mentions of child abduction, braindead Mr Beast, Mr Beast talks to an invisible camera, lore breaking content

Words: 1213

Will updated on Wednesdays and Sundays

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Cid and Hunter retreated to Cid’s office to discuss the details of letting Mr Beast tag along. 

„Look, I know he can be a bit annoying but I got a soft spot for the guy. He suddenly appeared here a while ago and I felt like I just had to take him in. I don‘t know what it is, but there’s something about him that got to me. He can’t stay here, the Empire would figure it out with him screaming around with that booming voice all the time.“

Hunter couldn’t believe he was actually considering this, but he understood what Cid meant when she said there‘s something about Mr Beast. Just his mere presence in a room created the urge to stay close to him and take care of him, it felt like mind manipulation.

“If you take him with you, I‘ll let go of your debts, and I might stop adding some things to your bill. See it as child support.“ Cid tried to bribe. „And I want to see him once a month.“

Hunter furrowed his eyebrows. Being able to leave their debts behind would be huge for them. He couldn’t make this decision on his own, though. He needed to talk to his brothers about this.

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„You can‘t be serious.“ Echo reacted as expected. And so did Omega, who was smiling from ear to ear at adding her favorite video creator to her family, at least for a while. Tech and Wreckers reactions weren‘t as easy to read though, both looking like they were deep in thought.

Wrecker felt torn. On one side, he felt ecstatic at the thought of having Mr Beast around for the long run. Having the chance to get to know him better, maybe finding out what exactly it is that makes him feel so incredibly attracted to the man. On the other hand, if he was with them on jobs, he would definitely get distracted a lot more. As well as him not being sure if he could handle himself being locked in a space and as small as the Marauder with Mr Beast for extended periods of time.

Then, Tech spoke up: „I think Cid knows more about Mr Beast than she lets on. It doesn‘t make sense for her to care about Mr Beast this much. We should take him with us. Cid offering to forget about our debts is too beneficial to just let go. Besides, he seems rather easy to take care of, he can entertain himself quite well.“

Everyone turned their heads towards Mr, who was sitting at the bar, explaining how ‚Hello Fresh‘ could make meal prep and healthy cooking so much easier, to seemingly nobody.

“If he actually has more going on than we see, I don‘t know if it‘s the best decision to let him go with us. He could get us into even more trouble than we‘re already in.“ Hunter replied. Echo added on to this, stacking negatives: „Apart from that, how could he possibly be useful to us on missions? He‘ll only be in the way.“

“From what we know about him, he seems to be pretty good at extractions?“ Omega tried to argue. 

„Omega, I wouldn‘t count his weird liking of child abductions as a positive. He‘s more like a kid kleptomaniac.“ Echo shot back.

„I think we should keep him around. Tech‘s right, taking him in in exchange for clearing our debts is a pretty good offer. Besides, it would make the kid happy.“ Wrecker finally spoke up.

Hunter tried to weigh out the options. It was risky bringing someone like Mr Beast on a job, but they could just leave him on the ship while they’re gone, right? To be fair, he didn’t really seem capable of stealing their ship, seeing as he was, again, convincing some invisible person to buy his candybars. Plus, it seemed everyone, except maybe Echo, had taken some interest in him, though in different ways. While Wrecker looked at Mr Beast as if he was the most beautiful creature he ever had the pleasure to lay his eyes upon, Tech looked at him as if he wanted to dissect his brain right then and there to see what was really going on inside there. Hunter himself couldn‘t deny that Mr Beast's nature made him curious, as well. If there actually was something about him that Cid refused to tell them, he wanted to find out what it was, if just to have something to hold over Cid‘s head if she tried to threaten them again.

Of course, Omega‘s liking of the psychopath and those videos he seemingly created influenced Hunter's decision too. As well as the undeniable fact that no longer having to worry about any credits that they owed to Cid, would make their lives a lot easier. 

Cid walking back into the room from her office ripped him out of his thought process. „Alright, you made a decision?“ she stood there with a smirk on her green face as if she already knew what their answer would be. And she was right about it, too.

“We‘ll take him with us. But only for a trial run, for now. One job, then we‘ll give you our final answer.“

Omega jumped in excitement, while Echo let out the most annoyed groan any of them had ever heard from him. Tech kept his neutral expression, though seemingly falling even deeper into his thoughts. Wrecker tried to contain his excitement and failed miserably when a little squeak broke through his lips that any other time only let his normally deep voice pass through.

That‘s when Mr Beast suddenly appeared right next to Hunter, a little bit too close for his liking. „HELLO EVERYBODY, IT‘S MR BEAST.“ he introduced himself, even though everyone was by this point well aware of who he was. This was met with happy clapping from Omega and an eye roll from Echo. „We know who you are.“

“Alright, now that your newest crewmember is here too, I can explain your next job to you.” Everybody listened up, except for Mr Beast who was looking like he was fighting the urge to do another ad read. “My client needs you to retrieve his kid. He woke up to an empty crib in his kids room recently and is obviously panicked, so try to be swift with it. Details are on this.” She finished her sentence by handing a datapad to Hunter. Everyone leaned in to try to get some information out of it, including Mr.

“OH, I know where that kid is!” Mr Beast said this sentence as theatrical as he did any other one, making everyone in the room feel first scared, but more importantly, confused. He was delusional enough to talk to an invisible camera but then, minutes later, knows where to find the target they are looking for from just glancing at the information Cid provided? 

“How do you already know that with this small amount of information we have on the target?” Tech asked, more interested in hearing about Mr Beast's thought process than actually caring about the job itself.

Mr Beast replied, gesturing furiously with his hands and a big smile plastered on his face. “Because I took the KID!”

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Shhhh

After you were approached by a reg, Tech feels the need to demonstrate his superiority.

! 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !

Tech x Reader

Tags: nsfw, established relationship, afab reader, no pronouns used/gender neutral reader, jealous tech

CW: porn without plot, oral sex (f receiving), semi-public sex, breathplay if you squint

Words: 932

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This wasn‘t a position you could say you found yourself in often, spread open on a crate in a supply closet somewhere on a Jedi cruiser with Techs head busy between your legs, your clothes scattered on the floor. 

You found yourself here after a reg got a little too close to you for Techs liking. He didn’t blame you, of course, but he needed to reassure himself that while other people may be able to make you smile as well, he was the only one who could make you produce the sound you made right now.

And the place where he did this, in the said supply closet, was chosen with strategy as well. Of course, for a more private setting he could‘ve taken you on the Marauder, seeing as it was deserted from its usual inhabitants right now, as they were all somewhere around the Jedi cruiser they landed on to stock up supplies. 

He chose this closet in particular exactly for its lack of privacy. Not only was he fully aware that every person that walked by was able to hear what was going on inside this closet, he also made sure that that reg who tried to woo you was able to see you getting dragged in here by him. He used your inability to keep quiet during sex to his full advantage.

“Mhmm fuck.“ you threw your hand over your mouth, trying to shut yourself up, unsuccessfully so. Tech was getting sloppy, seeing as you were starting to tense up and shake more and more every second he spent buried with his face between your legs. He detached for just a second to tell you to „Relax.“ while his hands left your thighs. One hand began to push your pelvis back onto the crate while the other started rubbing your clit.

You moaned in a mixture of pleasure and frustration. This made Tech speak up again: “If you want to climax, you will have to quiet down, or else we will be caught before you manage to cum.” he threatened. “I’m trying.” you managed to push out, but not without another moan following right after.

His face retreated from your pussy. His hand moved from your hip to up to your face, covering your mouth to stop your moans; his other hand still playing with your clit, making your back arch once again, your cries now muffled against his hand. He didn’t particularly do this because he wanted to shut you up and you knew that. It gave him a sense of power and control; and the ability to play with you even more. You felt yourself getting close, though you needed more contact to reach your high fully. 

“More” you tried to communicate, but your request was barely audible seeing as your lips were still fully covered by Tech's large hands. “You will have to speak up, I am unable to fulfill your request if I can't understand what you are saying.” he responded. From the tone of his voice you could tell that he very clearly understood what you asked for. 

You groaned in frustration, repeating yourself: “More!” you tried a little louder this time. It still sounded like gibberish, but Tech granted you mercy, knowing that if you asked again, any louder, people walking by would definitely be able to hear your begging.

That’s when he removed the hand working your clit from you, at least momentarily. “You will have to stay as quiet as possible, or you won’t be able to finish.” he stated, before diving his head between your legs once again, forcing him to retreat his hand from your lips in the process. 

His right hand landed back on your clit, rubbing circles while he pushed his tongue into you, lapping up every drop of arousal he possibly could, while his left hand tried to push your thighs further apart, as they seemed to try to crush his head.

You bit your lip, trying to hold in your lewd noises as you climbed closer and closer to your peak. Tech removed his right hand from your clit, wrapping both arms around your thighs now, his head moving slightly, pressing his face fully into you with his nose now stimulating the sensitive bundle of nerves while he kept eating you out like you were the first meal served to him after weeks of starvation.

With his hands now focused on pulling you closer, instead of pushing your legs apart, your thighs pressed against the sides of his head, catching his goggles between them, slightly shifting them off his eyes. Though he barely cared about his ability to see at this moment, this movement still caught his attention and made him look you straight in the eyes, mouth and nose still hard at work.

This sealed your fate. You came hard, back once again arching off the crate, head and eyes rolled back in ecstasy. You couldn’t stop your moans and cries, even if you wanted to. He helped you ride out your high by staying pressed against your pussy, eyes still locked on you, studying your physical reaction to his stimulation.

After calming down, you lifted yourself up on your elbows, severely out of breath, looking up at Tech who was now standing between your legs, offering your clothes to you that he picked off the floor while you recovered. 

“You may not have managed to stay as quiet as I ordered you to, but at least the regs walking by may now have learned not to try their luck with you.”

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Beastification - Chapter 3

The batch brings Mr Beast back to Ord Mantell and Cid makes a curious request.

The Bad Batch x Mr Beast

Tags: sfw, Crack fic, slow burn, Mr Beast AU, crack taken seriously

CW: the y/nification of Mr Beast, mentions of child abduction, braindead Mr Beast, Mr Beast talks to an invisible camera, lore breaking content

Words: 1344

Will update on Wednesdays and Sundays

... | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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They finally reached Ord Mantell. Most of the journey was spent with Omega and Wrecker talking to Mr Beast about Squid Game. It seemed nobody except Omega understood what Mr Beast was actually talking about, but everybody listened. Wrecker obviously pretended he knew what the rescued man was talking about, and it seemed everybody except Mr Beast noticed this.

“Let’s deliver him to CId as fast as possible. I can‘t bear hearing another sentence about cutting out cookies.“ Echo seemed to be hanging on to his sanity by a thread. They had now left the ship and were well on their way to Cid‘s Parlour. „I can not tell what it is but something about him intrigues me.“ Tech spoke up. „His mind seems to be working differently from any creature I have seen before.“

„Yeah, there’s something about him.“ Hunter agreed. „I don’t like him. I‘m not even sure he has a soul.“ Echo stated. Hunter and Tech looked at him, then at each other. Maybe he was right.

“Ah, there you finally are. About time, if you ask me.“ Cid seemed to have been waiting for them for quite a while. Her glance caught Mr Beast walking in next to Omega, still talking about how Squid Game. „Mr, there you finally are! Come on, let's talk about payment.“ They left the batch behind in the Parlour to talk in Cid‘s office. 

„Why‘d she call him that?“ Wrecker questioned, looking at his brothers. Omega slightly hit his arm to get his attention. „Hey, I told you before! That’s his name! His first name is Mr and his last name is Beast.“ The girl seemed incredibly proud to know this niche information about the man they just rescued. 

Echo looked at her as if he thought he was about to lose his sister to a lethal illness. „She‘s right. I looked him up, apparently ever since he appeared on the radar, he’s been working with bounty hunters to abduct targets so they would get jobs to get those targets back. And he seems to not accept compensation for this work. That’s why Jabba held him prisoner, that’s why he kidnapped his offspring.The Empire is  looking for him.“ Tech explained, not  looking up from his datapad.

That last sentence made Wrecker feel worried. How could this fragile, delicate young man run from the Empire by himself? His delusional nature made Wrecker feel scared for his safety.

Hunter could sense Wreckers anxiety, not just from him obviously being close to tears, but first and foremost from the intense amount of sweat he was producing. „Wrecker, calm down, he’s gonna be fine.“

This was Echo's last straw. „You‘re actually worried about him? I‘m happy to never have to look into his empty, soulless eyes ever again!“ he snapped. Wrecker's mood turned from worried to aggravated. „Hey, how dare you say that! He has the most beautiful, sparky eyes I have ever seen!“ he yelled, pushing Echo back on his shoulder, trying his hardest to not inflict more damage, He needed to defend Mr.

Echo pushed him back „That’s not his eyes sparkling, that‘s the back of his skull because there‘s obviously no brain living in there.“ 

„Snap out of it, you‘re scaring the kid!“ Hunter tried to defuse the conflict, Omega hiding behind him, not wanting to watch her brothers fight over her favorite video creator. They stepped away from each other after seeing the scared look on Omegas face. Wrecker knelt down to her.

“I‘m sorry, kid. I don‘t know what got into me. I just felt like I had to protect him, dunno why.“ His gaze sank to the floor, defeated. „I know why.“ Omega put her hand on his shoulder to comfort her big brother. „You like him, I get it. But I think you like him in a different way than I do.“, Omega tried to cheer him up. 

This made Wrecker incredibly flustered. He had already figured out he was probably developing a little crush on Mr Beast, but he didn’t want his brothers to know about that, especially considering he wasn‘t even sure about his own feelings yet. They had just met shortly before.

Wrecker blushed, tried to defend himself. „I-It‘s not like that. I just thought what he was talking about on the Marauder was interesting…“ „Wrecker, you clearly did not know what he was talking about then.“ Tech shot down the excuse immediately. „You clearly care for him.“ 

Omega, who still had her hand on Wreckers shoulder, pushed him back a little to get his attention back to her. „Come on, you have to tell him!“ She was beaming. Wreckers blush deepened. „I-I can‘t do that. He‘ll think I’m weird.“

Echo stepped back into the conversation.“You think HE thinks YOU‘RE weird? I‘ll be honest, I‘m not even sure if he can form a coherent thought in the first place.“ Wrecker looked at him like he was gonna give him a good ass whooping. He didn’t follow through on that though, not wanting to scare Omega again, who now spoke back up, wanting to help Wrecker process his crush.

You can do it, Wrecker. Just tell him what you like about him… What do you like about him?“ Now everyone curiously eyed Wrecker. What did he like about him?

“I like the way he‘s so passionate about his work. I like that he’s good with kids. I think the kid he stole from Jabba didn‘t even scream when he ran away with it. I like that Squid Game thing he keeps talking about, even though I still can‘t really tell what it means. And I like his eyes.“ Every sentence Wrecker spoke widened his smile. 

„You like my smile?“ The batch turned around to see Mr Beast leaning against the doorframe that led to Cid‘s office, a warm smile directed towards Wrecker.

Oh oh. Wrecker felt like he was going to explode from embarrassment. This was not the time or way for Mr Beast to find out about his crush on him. What was he going to do now? “Oh, that's not- '' Wrecker tried to defend himself.

“If YOU NOW AGREE to face your BIGGEST FEAR for a video, I will give you ONE OF MY EYES! And if you DO IT IN SQUID GAME I might give you BOTH OF MY EYES !!” Mr threw his hands around while talking like he was a game show host. Did he think he was getting filmed?

The room went quiet after this sentence. Was actually serious about handing over his eyes to Wrecker? “He’s psychotic.” Echo half whispered towards Tech, he honestly did not really care if Mr Beast heard what he was saying because it probably went over his air-head anyways. Tech just nodded to signal acknowledgement as he was busy with his datapad.

Wrecker felt tears form in the corner of his eyes. Mr Beast was so giving, so selfless that he even offered his own eyes to him for the small request to see him dangling from a rope somewhere high above the ground with no land below in sight. Omega smiled at him. “He’s amazing, right?”

Wrecker stood up again, more confident now. “Maybe some other time Mr, I’m not ready to jump right now.” The confused looks from his brothers now wandered from Mr Beast to Wrecker. Was he going insane too?

That’s when Cid reentered the room as well. “We have a problem. Mr doesn’t seem to remember anything before getting captured by Jabba. He’s as vulnerable as a baby. You think you can take him under your wings for a while?” Echo’s jaw dropped to the floor. He felt like this was a nightmare he couldn’t wake up from. He glanced over to Mr Beast, who was now talking to himself about finding a new sponsor for the video where he wanted to give Wrecker his eyeballs.

“This is a joke, right?” Echo asked Cid, arms crossed at this offense of a request. Hunter stepped in. “What would you pay us for it?”

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MASTERLIST

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

Beastification: [Mr Beast AU] [crack fic]

[Updated every Wednesday & Sunday] [on hiatus]

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

Oneshots:

Tell me everything [Tech x Reader] [nsfw]

Shhhh [Tech x Reader] [nsfw]

Faster (Reprise) [Tech x Reader] [nsfw]

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Beastification - Chapter 2

Mr Beast engages in his first actual conversation with the batch, resulting in a variety of reactions from each of the clones.

The Bad Batch x Mr Beast

Tags: sfw, Crack fic, slow burn, Mr Beast AU, crack taken seriously

CW: the y/nification of Mr Beast, mentions of child abduction, braindead Mr Beast, Mr Beast talks to an invisible camera, lore breaking content

Words: 1117

Will update on Wednesdays and Sundays

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | ...

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„WHO?“ 

„MR BEAST (born May 7, 1998), more commonly known as MrBeast, is an American YouTuber. He is known for his expensive stunts and philanthropy.[1] He is the second most subscribed creator, on youtube, second only to T-Series. He has been seen as the creator of a new genre of YouTube videos that are expensive stunts.[2]“ Omega said this as if she‘d learned this information like a poem. She probably did.

Everyone turned around to the man they just rescued from Jabba‘s slimey grasp. He gave them a small smile and said: „Hey Everyone, it‘s Mr Beast..“ he seemed shy, obviously blushing. His cheek color now almost matching Wreckers.

“I‘ve never heard that name before.“ Hunter responded after thinking about Omega‘s description for a second. But Wrecker did. He heard that name before, though he couldn‘t exactly place where. Mr Beast. He felt like lightning was shooting through him, creating an urge to protect the man he just rescued. Something connected them, he felt it. He couldn‘t tell why and he couldn‘t even say if he cared for an explanation.

He was too distracted thinking about what just happened to notice Hunter talking to him. „Wrecker, take his handcuffs off.“ „Oh, sorry.“ He took them off and put them in his pocket. He heard Mr Beast release a sigh, indicating relief, along with another „Thank you“ he, again, wasn‘t able to vocalize a response to.

“Mr Beast, I love your videos!“ Omega began running towards the man. „Careful Omega, we don‘t know if he‘s dangerous or not.“ Hunter warned, not wanting Omega to get hurt.

“He‘s not dangerous, he just locks people in houses and exposes them to their biggest fears for money!“ she reached the newly liberated hostage, smiling up at him „My favorite are your Squid Game videos!“ Everyone looked a little bit confused at this point, but intrigued at the same time. The stunning man made them curious. What did he do to get locked up and held prisoner in Jabba's Palace?

“What did you do to end up here?“ Tech was the first to speak to Mr Beast directly. 

„I CHALLENGED JABBA THE HUTT FOR AUTHORITY!!!! I STOLE his NEWBORN CHILD !! If he got it back, he would’ve won 20,000 CREDITS, and if I would‘ve won, I would‘ve raised his child as ONE OF MY OWN!“ 

Omega seemed visibly excited at this idea. Wrecker was in awe. He‘s never heard a voice this soothing before. Hearing Mr Beast's voice felt like an angel touching his ears. He felt instantly at peace. 

„You stole Jabba's newborn child?“ Echo looked at Mr Beast like he was insane. But was this plan really that crazy? Why not steal Jabba the Hutt's child and challenge him for authority? What spoke against it, really?

But what stood out most to Wrecker was Mr Beast's seemingly maternal urges to raise Jabba‘s child. Motherhood seemed to fit Mr Beast perfectly. Knock that thought out of your head Wrecker thought.

“Alright Mr Beast, I don‘t really know what’s going on with you but we gotta get you back to Cids. Get on the ship.“ Hunter's suspicion about the man lessened, the feeling now being replaced with confusion. What was going on with this man? Cid better pay them double for this mission.

They finally got him on the ship after he got done telling them something about NordVPN, whatever that was supposed to mean. Mr Beast was now talking to Omega in the back of the ship, telling her about the candy bars he wanted to sell her, while the rest of the batch gathered in the cockpit to discuss this person they brought onto their ship.

“He‘s a creep. He‘s talking complete nonsense all the time. Do you think he‘s actually insane?“ Echo was clearly not impressed with their new passenger.

Wrecker did not like Echo talking about Mr Beast like this. He felt protective of the god-like creature he just met a few moments ago. He was fearless and crazier than him. He was his Queen and god help anyone who dared to disrespect his Queen.

“Hey, we don‘t know him that well yet. And the kid likes him, so I don‘t have a problem with him.“ Wrecker defended Mr Beast, hoping nobody noticed his blushing cheeks. 

„Yet? I hope we never see that man again after we hand him over to Cid.“ Echo snapped back. Hunter stayed quiet, deep in thought. Mr Beast wasn‘t acting like anyone else he‘d ever met before. His clear, loud voice; his gestures, the way his arms flung when he explained his plan to steal Jabba‘s baby; the way he talked like he was speaking to someone suffering from loss of hearing. He didn‘t know how to feel about him.

He watched him talk to Omega. She, at least, seemed certain that she liked him. It doesn‘t matter what we think of him, Hunter thought, he’s gonna be gone as quick as he came when we hand him over to Cid. He secretly hoped he‘d never see him again, so his head would stop centerning all of his thoughts around him.

What happened now, he didn‘t expect though. Hunter noticed Wrecker making his way towards the back of the ship. He looked uncomfortable, maybe nervous? But certain. Was he trying to make conversation with Mr Beast?

“What is he doing?“ Echo seemed to have noticed what Wrecker was trying to do, as well. Tech glanced towards the back too, though seemingly not caring enough to comment on what was going on.

“H-Hey“ Wrecker tried his hardest to get the words he wanted to say, to actually leave his mouth. Mr Beast looked up at him with his sparkling blue eyes, taking his breath away. „I- I just wanted to ask if you were okay, because you were locked up in Jabba‘s Palace and stuff like that.“ He looked at his feet the entire time he talked, escaping Mr Beast's eye contact, because Wrecker wasn‘t sure how long he could withstand this man's look.

“I‘M FINE! Just A LITTLE BIT annoyed that I couldn‘t get away with another CHILD ABDUCTION!“ Wrecker internally swooned at Mr Beast's beautiful voice, he wasn‘t sure he could ever get enough of hearing it. That’s when he noticed he was staring just a little bit too much. „Something wrong, Wrecker?“ Omega asked him, with a smile on her face, obviously happy her brother wanted to get to know her idol.

Wrecker searched his mind for a topic he overheard Mr Beast talking about in the time span between the rescue and now, in order to keep the conversation going.

“So, what’s this Squid Game thing about?“

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the way i can literally not stop writing bc this bad batch mr beast au is consuming me from the inside out

take my keyboard away from me i beg or else this shit will end up with 30k+ words

what kind of entity is trying to speak through me

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Beastification - Chapter 1

Cid sends the Bad Batch on a mission to rescue a certain Mr Beast from the grasp of Jabba the Hutt. After they retrieve him, something changes. There's something different about Mr Beast and they can't tell for certain what it is. Will they ever get rid of Mr Beast?

The Bad Batch x Mr Beast

Tags: sfw, Crack fic, slow burn, Mr Beast AU, I'm trying to be serious about this.

CW: the y/nification of Mr Beast, mentions of child abduction, canon violence, indication of mpreg (sfw), Mr Beast talks to a invisible camera, Lore breaking content

Words: 881

Will update on Wednesdays and Sundays

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Cid hadn‘t told them much about the mission, as usual, but still, something felt fishy about this one. What was most suspicious was that Cid had this slight smirk on her face the entire briefing while she neglected details on whatever would await them at their destination in favor of talking about how they would thank her for this mission once they come back.

Tensions were high on the Marauder. Everyone hoped Cids indications would mean better payment this time around. While Omega was asleep in her Gunner Mount/Room the rest of the batch gathered in the cockpit.

Wrecker, who sat in the copilot seat, broke the silence first. „I don‘t know what’s going on with Cid and this mission. I just hope we‘re gonna get paid and not killed.“ He crossed his arms, pouting.

„It will be a rather simple extraction. To be completely honest, calling it a pick-up would be more fitting. We will meet the target on Mos Eisley. Though I do wonder how they ended up there and why we are sent to bring them back. This mission seems to mock our abilities“ Tech replied, sounding just slightly angry at this extraction not having to make use of his heightened intelligence. „We‘re approaching Tatooine.“

Hunter leaned against the back wall, brows furrowed. He didn’t like this. Usually, when they were sent on simpler missions, only two of them would go, but Cid insisted they would need all hands on deck on this one. It didn‘t make sense to him. Deep in thought, he almost didn‘t notice the small hands pulling on his arm. 

„It‘s gonna be fine, Hunter, don‘t worry. It could be fun!“ Omega smiled up at him, excited as ever. Of course, she had never been to Tatooine before, so that fact alone made her excited to go through on this mission. Though that excitement quickly vanished.

“You‘re staying on the ship. The mission is simple, but we‘re not gonna take you into Jabba's Palace. That place is swarming with scum.“ And with that, her smile dropped.

Hunter knelt down to be able to talk to her face to face. „It‘s for the better. It‘s nasty in there, you wouldn‘t wanna see it anyways.“ Her patted her on the shoulder before standing up again. By this time they already entered the atmosphere of the planet and were getting ready to land in front of Jabba‘s Palace.

Shortly after leaving the ship the batch found themselves in front of the massive doors leading into the Hutt's Palace.

“I‘ve only heard horror stories about this place. Can‘t say I‘m excited to go in there.“ Echo commented with an already disgusted look on his face, despite not even having entered the building yet. „It‘s gonna be a quick job. We‘ll be in and out in no time. We just pay the bail and leave with the target, that‘s it.“ Hunter responded.

This triggered an annoyed huff from Wrecker. „Great, another mission where we can‘t blow anything up.“ The gates were opened for them and quickly after placed in front of Jabba to state their business.

„We‘re here to bail out one of your captives.“ Hunter tried to keep the conversation short, not desiring to speak to the Hutt more than necessary. Tech handed over the payment to one of Jabba‘s servants at the same time, also wanting to leave as fast as possible. To nobody‘s surprise, all of them felt uneasy in an establishment like this, with bounty hunters all around.

The protocol droid finally translated whatever Jabba was saying. „Your prisoner will be brought up shortly. Jabba wishes for you to leave with him as quickly as you can, he can not bear to hear any more of his voice.“

Just then their target was brought in, a sight to behold. He walked in, with the most dazzling blue eyes any of them had ever seen. Body moving in a perfect curve, hair just shaggy enough, and beard perfectly trimmed. He looked at them, one after another, through perfectly curled lashes. 

It took Hunter hitting his shoulder for Wrecker to snap back out of this state of hypnosis. „Wrecker, get him.“

His cheeks turned slightly red before going up to the hostage and taking him from Jabba‘s guards. They immediately made their way towards the exit. Wrecker tried to ignore the fact that he was guiding this incredibly attractive man out of imprisonment.

The man‘s head turned towards him, ever so slightly and elegantly, like every movement he had seen from him so far. „THANK YOU.“ he whispered. This wasn‘t directed at them as a group, but exclusively at Wrecker, making his face grow even hotter. He could only muster up a grunt as a response, feeling flustered.

Omega waited for them in front of the Marauder.

“I told you to stay inside.“ Hunter shouted towards the girl, slightly irritated. „I‘m fine. I got bored so I wanted to at least wait outside for you.“ she yelled back. Then, her glance shifted from Hunter to the hostage her brothers were bringing with them. Her eyes widened, jaw dropped. 

Everybody stopped in their tracks, expecting the worst from Omega‘s facial expression. A ambush, maybe. But her eyes rested on their acquired target.

“Woah, is that Mr Beast??????“