#clone babies

[d3epfriedangels]

There were so few colours on Kamino - yet she managed to be all of them

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[alligatorpie1945]

Can I request the young bad batch in a cuddle pile please 🥺

Have several piles.

Toddlers

Cadets

And Teens

While their sleeping piles became rarer and rarer as they grew older. Sometimes after especially hard days, they all managed to find their way to the same area (Sometimes wrecker didn't give them a choice).

(Also yes, Hunter rocked a pony tail when he was a teen)

[jedipoodoo]

Hello! First I want to say I love your fics with the bad batch and their kids.They always cheer me up if I'm feeling sad.🥰 Though I was also wondering if you were still planning to do a third part to the fives and echo kids series. If not I totally understand!

HI BOO THANKS FOR THE ASK I LOVE WRITING THE BATCH WITH KIDS SM OF COURSE I'M DOING A THIRD PART WITH ECHO AND FIVES

Part One & Part Two

Echo perked up when he hear the sound of his son's voice. Hard at work helping Tech load the Marauder, he pretended not to hear until his Iv'ika was right behind him, launching himself into the air with chubby legs, and Echo spun around to cradle his Iv'ika close to his chest.

"Spin, Boo, spin!" Ives demanded. Echo couldn't say no, spinning him around and around until he was certain Ives was ready to throw up.

Father and son laughed as Echo took a few wobbly steps to regain his balance.

"Now where's your Mama?" he asked, almost wistfully. Ives shook his head with a giggle.

"Is... Is that him?"

Echo looked up. The man's voice was familiar and alien all at the same time, but the face was etched into his every dream, nightmare and otherwise.

The face of a brother.

He stood with Echo's wife, and another woman who cradled a baby in her own sling. A tuft of jet-black hair was just barely visible over the cloth.

The familiar face was tanned and leathery from work in the sun without a helmet, kind of like Cut's. His dark hair tickled his ears and blended in with his beard and mustache that would completely disguise the fact that he was a clone to the untrained eye.

He looked as if he had seen a ghost, which was a reaction to his appearance Echo had become quite accustomed to.

"Cyare," Echo gently set Ives on the ground, and he faintly became aware of the Batch slowly gathering to greet the newcomers. His Cyare came and gently took him by the arm, leading him to this brother.

"Echo-"

Before she could say anything else, the strange brother threw his arms around Echo and sobbed. He was squeezed so tightly Echo couldn't help but hug back.

"You're alive, I can't believe you're alive!" He gasped.

"S-somehow," Echo stammered out with a nervous laugh. He had no idea who this was- maybe Boil or Waxer? -until the brother pulled his hair back, revealing the number five tattooed to the side of his head.

It felt like a punch to the gut. Echo couldn't speak, and he stopped breathing.

"Echo," His brother said.

"Fives!" Echo threw his arms around Fives, holding him tightly. He buried his face in his brother's chest and gripped the back of his shirt tightly. Was this a dream? It was too good to be true. If he opened his eyes, would Fives disappear from his arms?

But Fives didn't disappear. He placed a hand on the back of Echo's neck, resting his forehead against the top of Echo's head.

"You look like sith warmed over," He said once his throat had cleared.

Echo laughed, keeping his face buried in Fives' shoulder. He smelled like sun-warmed hay and star fruit. He felt alive.

"And you look like a nerf-herder."

Fives shook his hair against Echo's face, and Echo heard his Cyare laughing. And then the baby started fussing.

"Oh," Fives stood up, clutching Echo's shoulders, "I want you to meet my wife."

Wife. Fives already knew Echo's Cyare, and his son from the way Ives was clinging to his leg. Echo felt a split-second surge of jealousy that was promptly squashed by the sheer joy that his brother was alive.

"And this," Fives took the squirming, chubby infant from his wife, holding him out to Echo, "This is Hevy. Our baby boy."

Echo paused. Fives was alive. He had a son, a son named after Hevy. He had a wife. Fives was alive.

Echo's Cyare gently arranged his arms so that he could hold baby Hevy, his head resting in the elbow of Echo's scomp arm. This could have been what his Fiv'ika looked like as a baby.

Hevy's big brown eyes binked up at Echo.

"Hey, ad'ika," Echo whispered. He brushed a few curls away from his face, but Hevy grabbed his finger and held it tight.

"Wanna see! Wanna see Boo!" Ives jumped up and down, trying to grab the baby's blanky. Fives scooped his namesake up into his arms, holding him up to see baby Hevy.

"See, Iv'ika," Echo said, "This is your cousin."

[a-lil-perspective]

“Birikad” is a baby carrying harness in Mando’a and I am. vibrating.

Anyway Ba’vodu Hunter carrying baby Asher around in a birikad.

[ann-i-inthestars]

Since getting @catawampuscorner Domino boys blanket, I've been super inspired by the clones. Nothing has been as fun as trying my hand at my favorite boys as adorable little babies in soft little fuzzy outfits!

Hevy (in gold) has given up on getting away. Fives (blue) and Cutup (green) are happy to be chaotic brothers. Echo (purple) is begging big brother Rex to save him. Droidbait (red) is just happy to pose for the camera.

They're precious and I love them.

[ladykagewaki]

[questforgalas]

Do you all remember muppet babies?

I need that with the clones. Filoni can’t tell me he wouldn’t be for it

[orochima-chan]

Orochimaru sama why don't you give birth to children naturally?

“Because clones get to have a womb with a view!“

[fruit-teeth]

Scout, on the phone: hi? Yeah can I get value meal number 1 please? Okay thanks. Also does that come with a soda? Great, I’ll take two

Spy: what the hell do you think you’re doing??? Medic just cloned at least three clone babies from all of our DNA and you’re ordering food???

Scout:

Scout: also can I get a kids meal?

[eclec-tech]

This is so weirdly perfect!

Fox pLEASE

(Foxes make this unholy screaming sound. It is a very creepy thing to hear outside your window at 3am.)

More baby clones in animal onesies here

[jedipoodoo]

Hey, could you write a fic about Hunter x Reader with a sick baby/toddler?

Y'ALL ARE JUST PANDERING TO ME NOW AND I LOVE IT

Notes: Sick kids, parenting, fevers, nausea

Cece coming into the bedroom at 2am to tell you and Hunter she threw up

"Buir?"

Hunter heard her first, and he gently nudged you awake to see Cece standing in the door of your bedroom. It took you a moment to realize what was going on, Kiva had been whining all night long, and with a glance at the chronometer you realized that you had only been asleep for a meager hour.

"I frew up," your baby girl whined, tears streaming down her cheeks in the light from the hall.

Both of you leaped up out of bed. Hunter scooped her up in his arms, gently whispering reassurances as you ran down the hall to the room that she shared with Omega.

Omega was just starting to wake up, disturbed by the stench of noodles and sauce from dinner several hours ago. There was a lot for Cece's small size, and your own stomach churned nervously.

"What's going on?" Omega yawned.

You sighed. "Sorry, Cece threw up, so it's gonna be a bit crazy for a while. You can go sleep in mine and Hunter's bed if you want."

Omega nodded dazedly, wrapping herself up in her favorite blanket. You guided her out into the hall so she could find refuge in your bedroom.

Hunter was out in the hall, bouncing Cece as she sobbed.

"I sorry I sorry I make mess-" She cried.

"It's okay, ad'ika," Hunter whispered, gently rubbing her back, "You're alright, we'll get you cleaned up, how about that?"

Cece nodded, smearing snot and tears on the sleeve of his shirt.

"Momma?" She asked.

You pressed your forearm against her forehead. She was burning hot. How had she managed to get up out of the puddle of vomit on her bed and make her way down the hall to you?

"Will you go get some tylenol from Tech? And some water, and a bowl, just in case she throws up again." You shifted Cece into your own arms, not missing the stain on Hunter's shirt from where the mess all over Cece's front got on him.

You grabbed one of Omega's clean sleep shirts and brought Cece into the bathroom, running a bath of warm water to get her all cleaned up.

"Okay baby, tell me if you feel sick again, okay?"

"Okay momma," Her head lolled around, like she was still half-asleep and didn't really know what was going on. You lowered her into the bath, keeping one hand on the back of her head to keep her upright. Her dirty clothes were discarded in some corner of the refresher while you gently rubbed her down with a warm soapy washcloth.

As you were extracting a few chunks of sauce from her curls, Cece began to whine.

"What is it, honey, are you okay?" You asked.

Cece shook her head. You yanked her out of the tub, ignoring the water that splashed everywhere, and held her over the vac-tube just in time for her to throw up again.

They came in threes, the parenting sites said. Don't let your guard down until it's happened three times.

"Good job," You whispered to Cece as you patted her down with a soft towel. She shivered, despite how hot her skin was.

"I'm cold," She whimpered.

"I know, honey, I know." You held her close and kissed the top of her head. Down the hall, you could hear Kiva whimpering in her sleep. Did she have a fever too?

You got Cece in the sleep shirt and brought her back to her room, only to find Hunter with Kiva nestled in one arm while he stripped the sheets off of Cece's trundle bed with the other.

"Oh Hunt, you don't have to do that," You thought of his heightened senses, and how much the nausea had to be bothering him.

"You got her all cleaned up, I got the bed all cleaned up," He shrugged like it was no big deal. He took one of the extra towels he'd grabbed to help clean up, fashioning a crude sling to hold Kiva close so he could put a fresh set of sheets on the bed.

You knew he was too stubborn to be told to go back to bed, so you put the dirty clothes in the pile and sat Cece on Omega's bed with the bowl so you could help.

"Here we go," you fluffed out the blankets, and Hunter knelt in front of Cece with the joganfruit-flavored kids medicine and a jug of her favorite juice to wash it down.

"Don' wanna," Cece turned away from the offending medicine.

"Come on, ad'ika, this will help you feel better," Hunter begged. Kiva started whimpering, and a moment later Cece threw up for the third time.

Thankfully, it all landed in the bowl, but it still made Cece upset as she cried. Kiva started crying too.

"There we go, all done," You dabbed at her chin with a tissue and held her close, rocking her back and forth while Hunter rubbed her back.

"Hey, Kiva needs to take some medicine too," Hunter said, prodding Cece with the cup of medicine, "Can you be a brave big sister and show her it's okay?"

Cece's bottom lip stuck out in a pout, but she nodded, and allowed Papa to feed her the medicine. She eagerly reached for the juice next, but Hunter only let her take a small sip.

"We don't want you to get sick again, okay ad'ika?" He kissed her forehead. "You can have some more in a couple hours."

"Okay." She mumbled. "Now it's Kiva's turn."

Hunter chuckled, taking a couple milimeters of the tylenol in a medicinal syringe to squirt in the baby's mouth. Cece insisted on holding Kiva's hand while she took it, so she wouldn't be scared.

"I'm so proud of you, sweetie," You whispered, "You're such a good vod'ika."

Cece nodded, turning into your chest.

"Do you think you're ready to go back to sleep?"

Cece shook her head insistently, a few stubborn drops of water spraying in your face from her curls.

"Why not?" You asked. Kiva hiccuped.

"Wan' you stay," Cece mumbled.

You looked at Hunter, trying to do the math. Omega was in your bed, and you didn't want to make her move again. You glanced at the cloud-shaped chronometer in the corner of the room. It was almost four, it wasn't worth arguing trying to make Cece sleep on her own.

"I'll take Kiva in the trundle. You stay in Omega's bed with Cece." Hunter said.

"Are you sure?"

He shrugged and sat on the mattress of Cece's bed, bouncing once to test his weight. "It's solid. Should hold me for a good nap." He grinned.

You hesitantly glanced over at the dirty laundry, and Hunter held up a finger.

"Don't even think about that. I got it."

He tossed all the clothes and towels into the fitted sheet, and slung it over his shoulder like a rucksack.

"Be right back," he winked at you. Kiva was now sound asleep against his chest, a dribble of medicine down her chin as she drooled.

Cece was all but snoring as you lay back in Omega's little twin-sized bed with her on your chest, gently stroking her back. It hurt you so much to see her so miserable, and to finally see her sleeping was like a huge weight lifted from your shoulders.

You heard the laundry machine start up, and a moment later Hunter came back into the room. He'd ditched his stained shirt, and cradled Kiva to his bare chest, humming a lullaby as he waltzed over to Cece's bed. His legs hung off the end, but he didn't care. He was a soldier, he'd slept in worse places. You laughed softly to yourself, thinking about the time you found him curled up under the computers of the Marauder in order to get a few moments of peace.

He threw you a heart-melting smile, mouthing something to you.

You squinted, unable to tell for the darkness of the room and the sleep clouding your vision.

He chuckled softly, and you could barely hear it.

"I love you, Cyare," He whispered.

Cece snuggled closer, and you finally fell into a peaceful rest.

[a-lil-perspective]

It makes me so happy knowing you like my soft thoughts🥹❤️😭 well get ready honey-bun cause you’re about to MELT from the cuteness

- Crosshair pretending he’s jealous that Hunter and Asher gets along so well (he so is lol) but at the same time I feel like he’d also be so happy that his wittle boy get’s so much love from the family.

- Crosshair having to ASK his brother for his baby while walking after Hunter because ”uncle time” isn’t over.

”Hunter, I need my son back”

”I need my nephew time”

”You’ve had him for 3 hours you dipshit”

I LOVE them they absolutely make my day; just knowing some else is indulging in my little Dad Batch happy place puts me on cloud nine.

YES AND OF COURSE THIS IS PERFECT.

You’re exactly right. Crosshair feels a twinge of jealousy over the bond his son shares with the others - even though Asher literally worships his Dad - but at the same time, it warms his heart knowing Asher is so loved by his family when all of his life he himself has felt ostracized. He’s glad Asher fits in better than he ever did.

Hunter is definitely not ready up give up the Ramser’ika just yet, too immersed in the scent and the feel of his tiny nephew against his chest, but Crosshair needs his fatherly time too and Hunter of all people understands that.

Still, he’s not gonna give Asher up complaisantly. XD

That is, until Crosshair throws in the “Delana” card.

Hunter is more intimidated of Dee than he is of Crosshair; everyone knows how fiercely attached she is to her small son and the minute Crosshair is ending some quality Uncle Hunter + Asher time with, “Dee said.” Hunter is handing baby Asher over with haste.

[ann-i-inthestars]

"See, Fives, it says right here that you're not supposed to draw on yourself with the markers!"

"Rules are meant to be broken, Echo!"

[eclec-tech]

Look at these precious widdle guys!

Seelos trio movie night

[ladykagewaki]

Fresh out of the tube

[bibannana]

Ahsoka *baby padawan who is new to the 501st, holding a tooka kitten who climbed into her pack on a mission*: Well I guess you're mine now.

Fives *nods*: Looks that way Commander.

Ahsoka *tilts her head observing the tooka*: I think I'm going to name you after the bravest man I know.

Anakin *getting proud, thinking that it's him*: Why thank you-

Ahsoka *holds the tooka up in the air*: Rex

Anakin *double take*: What?!

Echo *almost topples over laughing*: Oh he's going to love this.