#gay maybe?

[techs-assistant]

~Misfire~

Pairing: Male Jedi OC x Crosshair / Bad Batch (romantic or platonic but Maxx is fruity 100%).

Authors note: This is set before O66 of ccourse, Also Ive never done this, if its bad, im sorry lol I just needed to write somethin i guess.

Warnings: Mention of Injurys, changing perspective marked by ---, uh whump? Self doubt, fear of decommissioning.

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Crosshair had been lying prone for nearly an hour now, watching his brothers through his scope in case they needed cover. This was meant to be a stealth mission, set explosives at the droids outpost, blow the radio tower, stop the droids from getting new orders. Simple textbook job?...not this time.

He had panned his sights over Wrecker and their commander while the two set up the detonators.

 They looked to be finished soon, but something grabbed the collar of his backplate and the last thing he recalled seeing in his sights was their commander before his rifle misfired and he was dragged to his feet. He didnt get the time to process what he had possibly just done as the commando droid that flanked him kept his attention.

The sound of the detonators exploding sent a chill through his blood "It wasnt ready! they werent finished! Did I hit the explosives? They didnt have time to..."

He lost his train of thought as he wrestled the droid to the ground and managed to wrench its head from its shoulders with a flurry of sparks. Panting heavily as a new sense of panic washed over him. He hit his helm receiver "Wrecker?! Commander!?".

When there was no reply he grabbed his rifle to peer down into the valley below, trying to pick out their shapes in the smoke and rubble but saw no sign of them. He hit his receiver again this time on the emergency channel.

”Hunter, we have a problem!”

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Maxx regained his wits slowly, a burning across his face and eyes kept them tightly shut. He tried to sit up only to find he was pinned, but not by rubble.

He trailed his available hand up to find Wreckers plastoid atop him. He breathed out a groan as he pressed against the chest peice.

 "Wre..Wrecker?"he coughed a bit from the smoke that seemed to surround them. He was grateful the troopers helmet seemed to still be on at least. The built in respirator would keep him safe.

Wait, Wreckers helmet!

He felt for his friends helm and traced his fingers to the side of it, just able to reach the controls for his comms he could faintly hear the others voices shouting through the internal speaker.

He turned his head in hopes he was close enough his own voice would pick up in the mic "Hunter? Someone?...W-we're both down..."

“Kriff...how bad commander?" Hunters staticy reply came.

"I..Im not sure, Wreckers down...but I cant see.."he paused to cough as the smoke seemed to only be getting worse now.

"I think we're...under something, theres smoke"

"Can you get to us if you-"

"Negative...Wreckers got me pinned under him...and I can't see".

"Osik....we'll come to you, just hang on!"

Maxx let his arm slump down to Wreckers shoulder, his breathing becoming ragged and sharp. "W-Wrecker…cmon wake up!"he tried to jostle the gentle giant but a searing pain in his back and side halted him.

Had he been hit with shrapnel? He couldn't tell, it had all happened so quickly he could only really recall Wrecker shouting to him before waking underneath the unconscious bear of a man.

The burn in his chest from the smoke was becoming nearly unbearable now.

He tried to tap on Wreckers shoulder, his helmet, hell he even clawed the poor mans neck where he could reach, but nothing seemed to wake him.

“Dont be brain dead…now big guy…cmon” he pleaded between coughs and wheezes.

“Youve…had wo-worse…wake up…” he patted Wreckers helmet again but his movements were growing sluggish. Between the pain of moving and the smoke inhalation he was getting hazy.

He tried to keep himself from losing consciousness but it was looking like a fruitless venture as the minutes passed. ”How far out were they?” he could only imagine they hadn't been that far. But being blinded he had little idea how bad the rubble must be.

Tech's muffled voice was one of the last things he could make out as his consciousness finally slipped away from his grasp.

”They are here!”

”Good we're almost outta time!”

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Thankfully Wrecker had managed to regain a bit of consciousness, enough to be supported by Crosshair and Echo at least.

The whole walk back to the Marauder Crosshair couldn't help but kick himself mentally.

When Hunter had picked up their unconscious Jedi, it was quite obvious his shot had made contact. Or rather punched right through him and into the explosives.

The pit in his stomach only grew as they neared the ship. He had nearly killed his brother and for all he knew he *had* killed his commander.

”Is it still treason if its an accident?” he wondered. But the idea of a clone being given anything close to a fair trial was a pipe dream. If Maxx died or not he was surely going to be in a mess of trouble over it.

Not that he wasn't upset enough with himself.

As they boarded, Crosshair got Wrecker settled in one of the seats. Glancing over at the racks as Hunter got Maxx layed down and in a mostly comfortable position. He wasn't sure he'd ever seen their commander so still, it made his stomach ache and he had to look away.

Tending to Wreckers burns and bruises would have to be enough to distract him for now. The guilt of being responsible for their injuries was bad enough.

“Hey its okay vod, ya didn't do it on purpose”

Wrecker chuckled before wincing at the ointment that Crosshair applied.

“Accident or not…it shouldn't have happened at all. I should've heard that droid coming…”

“Cross…itll be okay-”

“Wrecker I shot our commander and blew you both nearly to pieces…what part of that will be okay to you?” he hissed as he placed the last patch over his brothers wounds.

“Wull…when you put it that way…’

Wrecker rubbed the side of his neck where Maxx had scratched him in an attempt to wake him “Hes still breathing…That should be worth something?”

Crosshair simply shook his head and as the ship made it to hyperspace, heading back to Kamino he would assume, he took a seat near the racks, keeping an eye on Maxx now.

Echo had done what he could to patch him up. He had plasma burns across his face and one of his arms, but the worst injury had been from Crosshair's rifle.

A bacta patch on either side of his torso was all they could do at the moment. The slow rise and fall of his chest was a small comfort at least.

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“He's going to be fine, I dont think you hit anything vital or…well”

Echo's voice seemed distant even though Maxx could sense he wasn't more than a few feet away. 

The low hum of the ship's engines was a comforting sound, It wasn't the first time he'd woken up like this. Near death in Hunters rack, but he could only hope it would be the last.

He shifted his arms but his legs didn't seem to follow suit when he tried moving them.

“Thats not good” he hissed inwardly as he raised one of his hands “Echo?” he managed to rasp out through raw cords.

Echo turned to look at him and kneeled down, taking his hand to hopefully ease any of his worries. “Yes commander? We're on our way to Kamino”

“Good…Is Wrecker alright?”

The boisterous laugh across the cabin was an answer enough but Wrecker moved to join Echo “Course i'm alright tiny!”

Echo elbowed his brother's arm to remind him to keep it down “Easy, you dont have to shout"he hissed.

Maxx hummed and smiled softly “Its okay, I cant hear him well enough for him to be too loud right now” he assured them.

He didnt mention his legs, for all he knew it was just from his injuries or Wreckers weight pinching something off for too long.

“Well, lets hope that's temporary."Echo chuckled. Despite everything Maxx always kept smiling it was something he admired about his old friend. “I think you and Crosshair should talk, hes a little…worked up about things"he adds before getting to his feet.

Crosshair gave Echo a sharp look, but he knew he was right. He should talk to him, tell him what happened at the very least if he hadn't realized it yet. The two swapped places, Crosshair now standing beside the bunk while Echo and Wrecker headed to the cockpit for now.

Maxx turned his head slightly to at least face the sniper, he could sense him but not make out any specifics “So?...You shot me huh?”

He sensed the other man's guilt and doubts. He raised his hand, offering it to him.

“Hey…i'm not upset with you Cross”

“How…how could you not be?”

He questioned remembering to speak up so Maxx could hear him. Looking at the outstretched hand before him. He reluctantly took it into his own and kneeled down.

“I almost killed you…or paralyzed you at the least, how could you not be upset?”

Maxx smiled tiredly and gently squeezed his hand “I would have sensed it, if it were on purpose…it was just an accident, I won't blame you for something you couldn't control”

A soft chuckle escaped Crosshair as his worries settled slightly “You Jedi really are strange, anyone else would have been furious”

“Hey, we finished the mission and i'm still breathing enough to reassure you…i'll take that as a mission success”

“You sound like your sister now”

“Fish swim in schools, don't they?” He joked.

They shared a chuckle and Maxx sighed gently.

“It was just a misfire, Crosshair, Don't blame yourself for things you can't control”.

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(The formatting got messed up im sorry if that was miserable to look at lol)

[gongyussy]

good thing from jp twitter this week is queen of old man yaoi michiru sonoo discovering the term old man yaoi

update: somehow it got impossibly more wholesome

quick translation: おかえり: welcome home あ 終わった 終わった: ahhh, it's over! it's done! コーヒー? お茶?: coffee? tea? コ~ヒ~ ありがと: coffee, thank you~ ネクタイレア★★ ネクタイ取るレア★★★★: seeing him with a tie on, rarity level ★★, seeing him take a tie off, rarity level ★★★★ にあうな~: it suits him~

also please do follow: AraigumaSha: sensei's twitter account marureviere: maru, who does such valuable work highlighting bl manga for an international audience

[spidertroupeart]

the jokes write themselves

[scurvyboy]

happy halloween to them only

[friedri-ce]

FORBIDDEN LITERATURE || comic

[maxgicalgirl]

Being a “Fun Fact !” kind of autistic is all fun and games until you get halfway through sharing an interesting tidbit and realize that it probably wasn’t appropriate to share in polite company and now you have to deal with the consequences :(

[icedcoffeebabyy]

I fear no fancast will ever match how sexy Sirius Black actually is.

[theswedishpajas]

I have a lot of stuff I haven’t posted here for a WHILE now, but I am BACK with a BANGER

Full transparent stan without compression and other gunk cus I drew it and don’t wanna waste it

[bacchuschucklefuck]

no more fan-ta-sizing about it! everything's already changed~

[mwagneto]

FUNNIEST WAY TO DESCRIBE THIS SHOW

[thatonedudeinthecorner]

Happy pride month to these two specifically I can’t believe that Merthur is real

[consumerofshorthomies]

aight, I might as well do one of these, cuz I’m bored

10. I’ll go and play in the snow done!

50. I’ll take a water bottle with me to stay hydrated done!

100. I’ll try to write something in progress

150. I will try to floss more done!

200. I’ll try to start writing again in progress

300. I’ll tell my sister that I’m gay (uncertain though) (she’s chill I’m just not good at telling people that stuff) contemplating

500. I will try to stop talking to my homophobic school friends (it’s like, three people) done!

700. I will stop talking to my homophobic out of school friend (he sucks but it’s a tougher thing to do there) in progress

1000. I will actually ask someone out I am trying to figure out who I would ask out

more I added

1500. I will ask for extra therapy

2000. I will ask to get some proper boots

do whatever you want for notes, uhh, limit of like, ten per person ig? Feel free to tag me when a goal is reached

FUCK, WDYM IT'S AT A THOUSAND DAMMIT YALL, I GET NO BITCHES, WHO THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO ASK OUT?

bad news yall, the (awesome and really nice) gay guy I like has a crush on a DIFFERENT gay guy who is currently in a relationship, and my friend has a crush on the other guy I like, and because of Bro Code™ I can't flirt with him (though my other friends have told me to anyways and just tell her I like the guy) My life is chaos and I wish to live in uninteresting times.

[bakudekublogblog]

i’m sorry but izuku offering another gay blond man his hand and kacchan going wide-eyed is so funny

[sopuu]

the way his eyes SHINE when he was hugged 🥲🥲

[munsons-mutiny]

I keep seeing everyone talking about Jayce being the only person capable of saving Viktor. How in every universe Viktor chooses him.

But I don’t see anyone talking about how that means in every universe Jayce breaks his promise to destroy the hex core. In every universe Jayce can’t let him die, can’t let him go, chooses him over his morals, his integrity, his common sense.

These boys are gonna be the death of me.

[alexschlitz]

just dumping my late night arcane sketches here. whatever. is this a safe space can i say that if he'd asked her a couple more times jinx would absolutely have joined viktor's cult