#the bad batch crosshair x Sith!reader

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

Hihi~

Congrats on your followers! It's super and you deserve every single one of them!!

For my quote, I'd like to offer, "The victor shall write the tale, and the vanquished become its villain." For Fives or Crosshair with a Sith reader?

But only if you want!

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@vodika-vibes thank you sooooo much for your request! This was different for me to write, I hardly write any Sith stuff, so I had to ask for some help from the lovely @firstofficerwiggles

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Love oo

What You Deserve

Warnings: Torture, blood, discussions of corpse, death, Sith!reader, implied Imperial!Cross, greed, possession, desire, implied desires, mention of hunting Jedi and sympathizers, I think that's it, if I miss any please let me know.

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Crosshair leaned against the wall as he watched you worked, it wasn’t that he particularly liked watching you torture a Jedi sympathizer to find information; but there was something about the way your eyes glowed orange when you really got into your work. 

Maybe there was something wrong with him as Wrecker used to tease; otherwise, how could he have feelings for someone who was by all rights … evil.

He waited till you were completely done, before moving away from the wall, walking over to you. He gently passed you a towel to wipe away the sweat and blood that accidentally gotten on your beautiful face and neck from your torture. He watched as yours were no longer glowing, and returned to their normal colour, it didn’t really matter to him what colour they were, either way they were perfect.

“So did you actually find anything out?”

You huffed as you wiped your hands and your face in annoyance at the brutality you had to resort to, “There’s definitely an underground passageway. A hub of sorts, where they’re using transports to smuggle away Jedis and Jedi sympathizers.” 

You let out a sigh, tossing the towel against the face of the now dead rebel. It hung over his head, his once recognizable face now completely beyond recognition along with his tortured body. It was a gruesome business, but that is what you were made to be.

“On the planet we found him?” Cross pointed to the corpse strapped to the table. 

“Could be or that was just a way station. There is more to figure out.”

You motioned with your hand to the droids, turning them on as you both left, to get rid of the corpse that now lay mutilated ruining your beautiful table.

Crosshair simply nodded and followed after you out of the room, he was glad to leave the torture chamber there was always a heavy atmosphere making it difficult to breathe. “Can I ask you something?” He walked by your side as you both headed to the hangar bay.

“What is it, Crosshair?”

There weren’t many people you felt comfortable around, partially due to the fact you were a Sith, partly because you just didn’t like people, but mostly because you enjoyed being alone. At least when you were alone, you didn’t have to worry about sensing other people’s emotions or having to wait for the moment they decided to betray you. 

However, with Crosshair you never had those fears, there was just a steady calming presence, it was as though he knew who he was without question. 

Truthfully, you weren’t blind to see how he felt about you, and it’d been a long time since anyone showed interest in you, but what surprised you the most was the fact you felt the same. You enjoyed your conversations with him, enjoyed having him around, even enjoyed watching him chew on his toothpick.

You smirked, as you waited for Crosshair to ask you his question.

“Do you enjoy being a Sith?”

You froze in your step as you looked at him, “What?”

“Well it seems everyone views Siths as evil beings, just wondering if it bothers you.”

You hummed as you listened to his statement, he wasn’t wrong, everyone did view Siths as persona non grata, “You know history is never kind to the loser.”

Crosshair tilted his head as he looked at you, “What do you mean?”

"The victor shall write the tale, and the vanquished become its villain. If Siths wrote the history books, Jedis would be the villains and Siths the heroes.”

He smirked as he nodded, he remembered Tech saying something similar back on Kamino, history should never be just from one side, to get a true perspective, you’d need to look at both sides of the coin, and everyone who was affected by the situation. 

“Maybe you should write your own book then.”

“Maybe I will.”

Although both of you walked in silence, if anyone looked closely, they’d be able to see a slight smile in the corner of both your lips.

- - - - - - - - - - - 

Crosshair reviewed the coordinates for the jump to hyperspace before punching it in, as his hand hovered over the hyperspace button. 

You looked over at him, wondering if you were doing the right thing, you may have been born a Sith, but that didn’t necessarily mean this was the life you had wished for. Sometimes in the quiet of the night, when no one else was around, all you could think about was running away with Crosshair, living a peaceful life, somewhere no one would find you … you shook your head. That was a fantasy. 

You’d done too much in this life to ever truly be free. You of all people didn’t deserve peace, or happiness. 

He shifted, turning his head to look at you, a look on his face that said more to you than anyone else would have been able to detect. You could see the sparkle his eyes shined when he looked at you, the way the corners of his lips lifted ever so slightly, the way his breathing slowed down as though he tried to capture the moments that were just the two of you. 

The more you looked at him the more you realized you didn’t care if it was something you deserved, you wanted to feel joy. To feel passion. To feel power. To feel possession. 

In all honesty, you wanted him all to yourself, and that more than anything else sent a jolt of desire through you. Whether he would be happy being yours or not, didn’t matter. Because all that mattered was that you wanted him. 

An overwhelming surge of want and desire ran through you, it drowned everything else. Your eyes focused on his lips, watching as they slowly moved, the toothpick in his mouth barely hanging on for dear life and yet he was able to keep it safe, with just the tiniest movement of his tongue. Your eyes bore into the pink flesh wondering so many thoughts you would never dare to utter. 

Everything you experienced in that moment had felt as though a thousand years had passed, when you heard Crosshair call your name.

“Hmmm, sorry… what did you say?”

His eyes narrowed as he looked at you, “Are you okay? You looked sad and confused for a second. Everything okay?” Before you even realized, he reached across and held your hand, the warmth from his hand only confirming what you had felt only seconds before. You needed him. No. You wanted him. To keep him all to yourself. 

“Yeah.” You closed your eyes and shook your head. “Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry, I just sensed a disturbance, and got sidetracked. We should go.”

He nodded and ignited the hyperspace tunnel. 

You leaned back in your chair watching him, realizing more than anything else, you were greedy to possess the man sitting beside you. 

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The Epic Sith AU Ramblings

None of this is in order of timeline, just in order of the musical

Keep your friends close

I just keep picturing Mira as these floaty funny gods in this musical cause she would be way more mellow in an au where she wouldn’t date Hunter😂( totally will explain later).

But side tangent over, here’s some plot. The Batch need a way to cloak their ships signature, so Hunter goes to Mira, leader of the nightshade sisters (again, that’s a lore post for later) aka Aeolus in Epic context. She offers Hunter a ship cloak leaves an ominous message to be wary of his companions. At the of the song, someone turned off cloak ( it was chipped controlled crosshair. I imagine the chip affecting him in a weird way) and Hemlock finds the Batch.

Ruthlessness

This one is pretty straightforward. Hemlock (Poseidon) steals back Omega and threatens to kill Batch. Don’t know how they get away but they escape and swear to get Omega back. That’s how they get to “circes island”

Mutiny

All of the batch (with exception of Hunter and echo) go under imperial control and attack Hunter leaving him stranded for dead. (Also they capture echo…logic doesn’t justify this)

We’ll be fine

Okay backstory at this point in the timeline in my brain, Y/n has met the batch and has joined their side, however, in her eyes the batch has disappeared but she has found Omega so y/n stays with the Empire to protect Omega.

This song is literally just bonding between the two of them, Athena being y/n and Omega being Telmuchus (totally spelt that wrong.)

God Games

Y/n figures out before this song that most of the batch is under imperial control and Hunter is stranded in Space. Y/n pleads for assistance from…someone? Honestly can’t think who Zeus would be. Personally I want him to be Vader but there is no narrative reason for that so idk.

Anyway the plot goes the same way as the song so not much there. Although at the end, y/n gets captured by the empire.

Dangerous

After getting a request from y/n to find and save Hunter, Mira does just that. The plot plays out similar to the song. The last line that Hermes sings “I’m not the one who fought for you” is literally the reason I have the rest of this plot.

Get in the water & Six Hundred Strike

Don’t ask me how Hunter is confronting Hemlock in the context but he finds EVERYONE, he also knows that y/n is captured as well. Hunter dukes it out (potentially against some chip controlled brothers???) and wins ( but hemlock is still alive and he hasn’t saved anyone…yeah I need to figure this one out some more.

So many plot holes but I this most of the ideas I have right now.

[sailorkamino]

your pet name {bad batch}

relationships: gn reader x bad batch

a/n: i tried to make this gender neutral. which name is ur favorite? his pet name can be read here

crosshair

• "don't start something you can't finish, doll."

• the first time cross calls you doll it's in a mocking tone. instead of snapping back you flash a pretty smile and call him something sweet in return. his heart stutters, ears turning warm. once the shock wares off he's pissed. you think you can fluster him and get away with it? not a chance in siths hell. (crosshair is the type to think you flirting = mind games and i stand by that.)

echo

• "stars, you're an angel"

• the only medics allowed near echo are tech and kix, even with them he's reluctant to ask for help but you can tell when he's in pain. one trek in hyperspace the cold is really making him ache. you bust out some prosthetic cream you purchased and offer a massage. he's excited because your hands on his body is a dream come true but he's also wracked with nerves and insecurities. yet the second you rub his sore shoulders he loses all filters.

hunter

• "hey sweetheart, can i borrow your body spray? i want my blacks to smell like you."

• you quickly realize that strong scents, even good ones, give hunter headaches so you go on the hunt (hehe) for something subtle but sweet. one day you try a woodsy, fruity body spray and hunter is attached to you like a leech, flirting that it's 'sweet like you.' he's literally a golden retriever boyfriend... meaning he wants your scent on all his belongings cuz it reminds him of you. also he can literally hear your heart beat so,

tech

• "can you hand me the spanner? thank you, starlight"

• tech is unflinchingly honest. it usually gets him in trouble but once in a while it works in his favor. one day you're sitting in the cockpit together, you're telling him about your latest interest, when he blurts out that you look beautiful in the starlight. his first reaction is to apologize for interrupting you because he genuinely does care what you have to say but then you're kissing him and nothing else matters.

wrecker

• "you're too cute to be scary, little tooka."

• the first time wrecker compares you to a tooka you're sleepily nuzzling into his chest. the next time you're pouncing on him playfully. he doesn't even stumble, wrangling you in his arms with boisterous laughter. doesn't matter how tall, big, or otherwise intimidating you are, to wrecker you're his baby. (cue the strong must protect the sweet gif)

[yoitsjay]

Two Sides

Pairings: crosshair x inquisitor gn reader

Summary: swayed to the path of the dark during the fall of the jedi, you feel isolated and alone. But you find yourself stationed on an Ice planet, as is your old fling crosshair. And after rekindling what you lost, you both find your light again.

Warnings: cannon violence, bit of angst

After the fall of the jedi, a new batch of force sensitives were hunted, children to be used for experiments, or to be trained to become sith filled with hate… You were filled with hate after your friends and family were slaughtered in front of your eyes on coruscant. You were only supposed to be there for a general's meeting to discuss the end of the war… But after the clones turned on you, you remembered slaughtering thousands of clones, rage all but consuming you.

They had killed your padawan, who was just a child thrust into this war that they didn’t deserve to be apart of… And then you ran into anakin, but he had blood on his robes just as you had blood on yours. He saw something in your eyes, and instead of attacking you he extended his hand to you.

“Join me”

he said, telling you how in this new empire you could feel free to be you, and embrace the anger you’ve suppressed for years. And you did just that, turning your back on the jedi, following anakin as he slaughtered the rest of the jedi on coruscant.

You split up after that but when Vader showed up at one of the planets you were hiding on, you knew it was time to embrace the hate, and the anger… and that made you one of the first inquisitors under Darth Vader's watch.

Currently you were stationed on an imperial base located on a snowy tundra, having command of your own little batch of clones which you already despised, you were tasked in aiding the imps with guarding a supply drop, amongst other things like protecting the delicate work inside.

You had your helmet fastened over your head, lightsaber resting on the clip you had on your back armor plate, easy to reach just in case anything were to happen. You were just staring forward, that was until you heard an interesting voice commanding some stormtroopers, more like arguing.

You turned your head in the direction of the arguing, spotting a taller man, taller than you, however he had an interesting familiarity about him… until you realized that this man who was arguing with storm troopers was the same man you had an… interesting night with quite a few years ago.

You started walking forward, your looming and otherwize terrifying masked appearance making the storm troopers straighten up right away. “Crosshair?” you called out, your sweet dulcet- yet crackly modified voice escaping through your helmet, catching the tall man’s ears. He quickly turned around to face you just as you removed your helmet, shaking your hair out of the loose braid that you had it in, offering him a gentle smile. You could still be kind at times… especially when it came to this man.

“Y/n… wow it's been…” Crosshair trailed off as you nodded, gripping your helmet in your hands as you looked at the troopers. “You three, you're excused. find duties elsewhere.” You ordered, your tone suddenly shifting to a harsher one, watching as the troopers sped off. You turned to crosshair again, seeing the spark in his eyes and the slight smirk on his lips.

“I think you’ve earned a break, hm? Come, we have much to discuss…”

That day was one that led to many others, despite you both working for the empire your conversations lead to a spark igniting in your core, the kind of spark that would lead back into the darkest of places. and it seemed to be doing the same for crosshair as well, as after a mission went awry where he was extremely injured, he ended up killing his commanding officer in response.

After that he got arrested before you could do anything, but you fled the empire after that and you began searching for any leads… which is when you found the bad batch again… and after confessing to all you’ve done, they still took you in.

It took some work, but all that hate and anger you kept holed up in your heart you released, and your kyber crystal faded to white as you reconstructed your weapon, your tool.

Your priority was saving crosshair… and then omega when she got taken too. But after months of searching and nothing coming up you started losing hope of ever finding the man you… you loved.

funny how the universe worked though, because after receiving coordinates from Omega and actually going to see her, you saw Crosshair again for the first time in months since he killed that officer. You ran to him, practically jumping into his arms as you kissed him, and it took a minute but he reciprocated, tightening his arms around you tightly as he did so.

You realized that the light side was never the jedi, and the power that came with them, but the attachments in friends and family, the bond that was created. and as long as you knew how to deal with the anger and pain of losing someone, you wouldn’t stray from the light again… Not with Crosshair by your side.

[madameminor]

In More Ways Than One, Part 6.5 - Bad Batch x F!Reader - Montage

Summary: Its a long flight to the next mission briefing...

Tags: Smutty mcsmutterson. 18+. NSFW. "Basically, all the good stuff."

Warnings: Oral (m receiving), nicknames, mentions period

Notes: Happy Bad Batch Eve, y'all! This practically wrote itself. Please enjoy. Thanks @dumfanting and @kaminocasey once more for your beta-ing!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 3.5 Part 4 Part 4.5 Part 5 Part 5.5 Part 6 Part 6.5 Part 7 Part 8 Part 8.5 Part 9 Part 9.5 Part 10

Warm, enveloping pleasure. Something…hot and wet at the other end of the darkness. Kark it feels so good, where was it coming from? If only he could… can he follow it…feels so good… just a little farther…

Echo’s eyes blink open and register the Marauder’s ceiling- moments before your mouth around his cock brings him moaning up to his elbows.

“Cyare- wh-what?”

You smile up at him, tongue swirling around his length while he gets his bearings. He’d come back to the Marauder… seen you and Hunter sleeping in your bunk…had been so tired he just took off his armor and jumped in his bed…

“Good morning. Well, evening.” You smile, licking a long strip from base to head, savoring the head-falling-back groan pulled from him. “We’re about to take off, we needed to wake you up, and I’ve been thinking about you watching me all day…”

You take him whole into your mouth, so deep, so HOT, he can feel you swallow. He’s practically whimpering through his panting. 

“Cyar’ika… kriff, this is all I could think of last night. Don’t stop, mesh’la, please don’t stop. Karking-”

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“-HELL, woman.” Crosshair can’t believe how ravenous you are for his cock. You’d snuck up while the others were asleep, while he was reading his holo-pad, and without a word had stripped him of his codpiece and-

The plunge into your throat has him hissing through his teeth. KRIFF did that feel good. Your eyes grin up at him while you bob up, down, up, down, at an exquisite pace that will have him cumming down your throat soon. Fuck, what had he done to deserve THIS?

You’d told them all earlier that day you were on your period, that you didn’t want to deal with mess like that on the ship- so you were just doing this to give him pleasure… because you wanted to?

Your delighted smile confirms this unfathomable truth as your hand pumps him a few times, tongue sliding down his shaft until you’re taking his balls in your- 

“Kriffing karking Sith Hells, Princess.” His hand falls to your head, holopad forgotten at his side. If this is what makes you happy… he leans his head back against the durasteel wall of his bunk, giving in to this momentary vulnerability under your tongue. “That’s my-

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“-good girl.” Hunter’s breath catches as you swallow, taking his cock farther, deeper down into the hot wet of your throat. Night three on the way to Commander Core, his turn on watch, you’d just appeared and-

You hum in satisfaction at his praise, making him groan at the vibration that shivers through his whole groin. Oh, that mischievous glint in your eye, the smell of your arousal, the slick of your saliva- you know what you’re doing to him. Kriff. His hand slips into your hair. 

He feels your lips tighten around him, the vacuum of your mouth sucking at his head and his frenulum before taking him as far as you can down your throat. And fuck, you’re speeding up now, he can feel himself losing his grip on his composure. His hand clenches in your hair as he groans out your name. 

“That’s right, pet, that’s right. Feels so-

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“-good, babe.” Wrecker is wrecked, well and truly wrecked at the pace you’re setting. Its taking everything in him not to buck up into your mouth, you’re taking his whole cock as far as you can already and it feels so, so good. The hot water from the fresher is making your breasts glisten and your hair gleam and he loves the messy spit that falls from your mouth as you choke yourself on his cock. 

Your amused eyes are hungry. Oh fuck you want him to cum down your throat, don’t you? Want him to just push his load down into you. Kriff if that doesn’t make him harder. You’re so perfect, so perfect, how did he get so lucky?

“Babe, I’m- I’m going to-”

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“-cum, my Queen.” Tech doesn’t mean to sound so desperate, but he is. He’s so close, and you’re taking him so far, so well- but he’s flying the ship, about to pull out of hyperspace- but it feels so good, and he’s SO CLOSE. “Please don’t stop, pleasedon’tstop-”

It takes everything in him to reach forward to the hyperdrive controls and slowly pull them into normal space, before falling back with a groan and letting go, letting his orgasm roll over him as you take him up to the hilt, swallowing around him as he shoots his hot strips down your throat. Fuck. FUCK. That hasn’t been on the list of fantasies, but it was now. So… SO good… 

An incoming com signal pulls him back to himself. You grin up at him, gently sliding your tongue over his sensitive, softening cock as he answers it.

“Incoming vessel, please identify yourself.”

“O-Of course.” He leans forward, biting his lip to keep from karking WHIMPERING at your tongue on his head. “Sending clearance code.”

The silence is filled only with the wet sound of your tongue sliding off of his softening cock.

A beep. “You are cleared for landing. Head to Docking Bay 3.”

Tech closes the com channel as you slink out from under the console. You trace a finger up his throat and under his chin. 

“I’ll tell the others we’ve arrived?”

“Yes, my Queen. Thank you.”

You smile as you flounce away, headed to the back of the ship. Tech takes a moment to pull himself together, taking in the euphoria, savoring the memory of you servicing him while he was flying. He tucks himself back into his blacks.

An incoming com beeps. He answers.

“Incoming vessel, are you on the approach?”

“Yes. Apologies, there was…a minor adjustment that needed to be made. Heading to Docking Bay 3.

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✦ All my Star Wars writings organized!

✦ Key:

🩷 - short oneshot (under 5k wc)

🧡 - Long oneshot (5k or up wc)

💚 - Part of a series

🩵 - Headcannons

💜 - Prompts

⌗ 104th:

Wolffe

🩷Just a Skim - Wolffe x GN!Reader || Fluff, a bit suggestive

🩵General Headcannons - Wolffe x GN!Reader || Fluff, suggestive

⌗ 501st:

Rex

🩷Blue doesn't always have to mean sadness - Rex x GN!Reader || angst, fluff, can be platonic or romantic, comfort

Fives

?

Fox

?

Kix

?

Jesse

?

Tup

?

⌗ 212th:

Cody

?

Gregor

?

Waxer

?

⌗ Jedis:

Plo Koon

?

⌗ Sith:

Darth Maul

🩵In Another Life - Darth Maul x GN!Reader || Angst

⌗ The Entire Batch:

💚The Brothers - Royal Bad Batch x Maid FEM!Reader || Fluff, spicy (SERIES MASTERLIST)

⌗ Hunter:

?

⌗ Tech:

🩵Admire - Tech x GN!Reader || Fluff, platonic or romantic

⌗ Wrecker:

?

⌗ Crosshair:

?

⌗ Echo:

{WIP} Not so Different - Echo x Fem!Reader || ?

⌗ Mayday:

?

⌗ Boba Fett:

🩷More Than Credits - Boba Fett x GN!Reader || SMUT, FILTH

⌗ General Grievous:

?

⌗ Arian Garali:

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⌗ Commander Sparks:

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[totesnothere04]

Deviant With a Big Defect: Pt.5

The Bad Batch x Sister!Reader, Obi-Wan x Reader

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the fanart, screenshots, or gifs.

Warnings: None IMO.

Part 4

Not Ready

"You have everything right?" Tech asked as you approached the hangar.

"Yes, Tech I have everything. Both my blasters, both of my knives, my tools, my datapad, and extra blacks." You said slightly annoyed.

"I just want to make sure. We don't know how long you'll be gone this time." Tech said. You look behind him at Wrecker who was trying his hardest to hold in his tears. The moment you stepped into the hangar you turned to Wrecker, and opened your arms for a hug.

"Come here, big guy." You say and he picks you up in a hug.

"Why don't we just take you back to the bunk, and say that you went?" Wrecker asks and you shake your head.

"I don't want to be court marshaled for deserting." You tell him and he sniffles and then puts you down. You turn to Hunter and he pulls you into a hug as well.

"Be careful out there, and for the love of the maker... Don't engage another Sith." Hunter says and you chuckle.

"No promises." You say and he deadpans as he looks at you. "I don't regret my actions, because two Generals are alive thanks to me." You turn to Crosshair who casts a quick glance around the hangar to see if anyone's looking. When he's satisfied that no one is looking he gives you a quick hug.

"I'll see you when you get back... Whether you're conscious or not." Crosshair says and you smile lightly at him.

"I'll see you when I get back Crossie." You say then smirk at him and he sends you a small glare. You stare at him for a second then finally work up the courage to look at Tech. The moment your eyes meet you both allow tears to streak down your cheeks. You both grip onto eachother and hold on tight. You bury your head in the nape of his neck, and he does the same to you.

"Please don't come back close to death again. Be safe, be careful." Tech whispers and you nod.

"I'll try Tech. But if it's between my life and my Generals you know the option I'll pick." You whisper and he nods.

"I know, but... You mean a lot to all of us, and I can't stand losing you." Tech said and released you from the hug.

"I know, but we know the risks as soldiers. I promise I'll try my hardest though." You say and turn to the ship. "Make sure you and the boys pass your exams, and I'll be back before you know it."

"I will." Tech said as he retreated to Hunters' side. You boarded the ship and turned to look out of the hatch as it started to close. The boys waved and you waved back. When the hatch closed you made your way deeper into the ship and found your escort.

"C-captain." You heard the familiar stutter and you smiled.

"James? I thought you were a pilot. How did you end up as my escort?" You asked him and he removed his helmet.

"I v-volunteered." He said happily. "P-plus whe-n I h-heard about y-your in-jury I've b-been w-worried."

"I'm okay. I promise." You say and he nods.

"You're a l-legend in th-the 212th n-now." James said and you smiled widely at him.

"You're stuttering less than you used to. I think a new name did wonders for you, James." You said and he nodded. "But I'm just like every other clone. I'm nothing special." You said and he rolled his eyes.

"Th-at's a lie C-captain." He said and you chuckled.

"Why is that?" You asked.

"B-because y-you're a girl and y-you l-lived." James said and you shook your head.

"That doesn't make me special." You told him and the ship jolted forward a bit. You hadn't even felt the ship jump into hyperspace so dropping out of it was sudden. "So where are we?"

"Christophsis." James informs you and you smirk.

"No stutter that time." You said and he chuckled. The ship shook a bit as it landed and you made your way off the ship with James following behind. At the bottom of the ramp, General Kenobi and Commander Cody were waiting.

"Captain, it's good to see you again." Kenobi said and you bowed your head.

"It's good to be back." You said and Cody cleared his throat.

"I know you'd rather be back home helping your Unit pass their final exams." Cody said. "Which is why the General has granted you permission to go back a week before their exams."

"So that you can be present and ship out with them the moment they're able." Kenobi finished and you smiled.

"Thank you, sirs." You said and Kenobi waved it off.

"No need for thanks. It's basically me repaying you for saving my life." Kenobi said then he shifted his attention to James.

"You're free to go James." Kenobi says and James salutes him.

"Yes, sir." James says then leaves.

"We have much to catch you up on (Y/n). The Separatists seem set on taking Christophsis and we need to stop it." Kenobi said and you started thinking.

"Well it is a major mining hub and a good portion of the republic materials come from here. It would make sense why it would be such a big target to the Seppies." You say and they nod.

"Yes. Which is why it is so important to protect it from the Separatists." Kenobi said. The three of you reached the command center and went up to the holotable. You put your left palm flat infront of the droid plug-in and it opens. Your sconce emerges and you plug into the table and start searching through their notes.

"You already have a plan?" You ask as you find the plans and Cody nods.

"Yes. We're just waiting on General Skywalker to be available to make it out here. In order to ensure the Separatists are defeated and stay away we need to show military and tactical prowess. Generals Kenobi and Skywalker along with both the 212th and the 501st should do just that." Cody said and you nod.

"Yes, Captain Rex does seem to keep Anakin in line... Somewhat." Kenobi said and you cleared your throat to keep from laughing.

"Seems there's context to that, but I won't pry." You say quietly and Kenobi chuckles.

"You have no idea." He says.

"So when can we expect General Skywalker and the 501st?" You asked.

"Well at the moment they're locked in combat. It isn't clear when they'll be available next." Cody says. "For now we pick and choose our battles, and wait with bated breath."

3 Days Later

You stood in the middle of the sparring ring with your wooden weapon. Cody and two others were circling you waiting for the right opportunity to strike. They all have wooden sparring poles as well and you wait. You had yet to be beaten in a sparring match by any of the guys in the 212th. So naturally, this match pulled the attention of every off-duty trooper and General Kenobi. You twirled the pole around you and stopped in your fighting stance.

Cody took this as the green light to engage and struck first followed by the other two. You deflected all of their blows and dodged to the side as Cody swung at you again. As you spun around one of the clones you lightly smacked his back with your pole. He threw his hands up to signal he was out. The next clone was almost as easy since you tripped him and then tapped his side just as quickly. You turned your entire focus back on Cody. The two of you circled the ring and studied eachother. He spun and feigned left then went right but you had deduced he would do this. You blocked his hit then retaliated with one of your own. The exchange between the two of you continued until you got the upper hand and tripped him then tapped his chest. He groaned and then got up with a helping hand from you.

"I was sure I'd be able to show you what the 212th is really made of." Cody said and you chuckled.

"You are all talented in one way or another, but I had a lot of one on one training." You say and he sighs.

"I just think someone needs to be able to beat you. At least one of my boys." Cody says.

"Well, I'll give it a go." Kenobi says and everyone sits watching. Kenobi picks up the wooden staff and weighs it between his hands. He twirls it and stops in his fighting stance and you reciprocate the action. You attack first and he blocks your attack and smacks your staff away. You both circle eachother like hunters stalking their prey. He tries to trip you but you bat away his staff and try to spin a tap to his neck. He ducks beneath the staff and tries to land a hit to your back during the follow-through of your swing. You anticipate this and block it then turn to look at him. This process continues for what feels like an eternity when your back finally hits the floor. You feel the tip of his staff tap your chest and you exhale.

"It would seem that I was taught a lesson by the General of the 212th." You say and get back up with Kenobi's assistance. All the men in the 212th congratulate Kenobi and make their leave.

"I would love to spar with you again. That was rather fun." Kenobi says and you chuckle.

"I enjoy sparring. It's one of the things my brothers and I do quite often. We get competitive and keep count though." You say and he leans against a wall.

"What are your scores against all of them?" He asks and you put away the wooden staffs.

"For Wrecker, it's 75 to 1 in my favor. I was distracted during the one he got. For Crosshair, it's 45 to 31 in my favor. For Hunter, it's 40 to 36 in my favor. For Tech, it's 38 to 38 tied between us." You say and Kenobi let's off a small smile.

"You and your brothers seem very talented when it comes to fighting." He says.

"Thank you General. We've trained a lot." You say and he chuckles.

"When it's just the two of us you can call me Obi-Wan." He says and you nod.

"If you don't mind me asking... What was it like growing up in the Jedi Temple, General?" You ask and he rolls his eyes at you.

"Obi-Wan for one. Two, it was peaceful and rewarding. When I was assigned to my Master he taught me that balance was necessary for the Force. He was an amazing man." Obi-Wan said and you set your flesh hand on his shoulder. You could almost feel his sadness as he spoke of his Master.

"I'm sorry you lost him." You said and he exhaled.

"The Force will take even the best of us when it's ready to. It doesn't care about their affiliation or what position they hold." He says as he wipes his hands off on a rag.

"Then why were you so upset over the possibility of me dying to Dooku?" You asked and he seemed taken aback and slightly confused.

"I'm not sure." He said then threw the rag in a bin. "It was almost like losing my Master all over again, except different... If that makes sense."

"In a way it does, but it would make more sense if it had been General Skywalker. We had only met a couple of days prior. Sir, I'm a clone. We're made to be easily replaced." You tell him and he shakes his head.

"No. You're all different in the Force, and it tells me there's something special about you. That you're important in some way." Obi-Wan says as he finally looks you in the eyes. Your breath nearly gets stolen as you gaze into his bright blue hues. Blue eyes were a rare defect you had only seen on some of the other clones. Neither of you realized you were slowly moving closer to eachother until Obi-Wans com started to beep. He cleared his throat and shook out of whatever trance the two of you were in.

"Obi-Wan." He said.

"Obi-Wan we wanted to let you know that Kyra and Jut will be arriving on Christophsis shortly." The male voice said.

"I didn't know tattoo artists did field work, Master Windu." Obi-Wan said with a hint of amusement.

"They do when we've commissioned them for the clone army." General 'Windu' says.

"I'm sure some of the men will be happy to hear this." Obi-Wan says then the line goes silent.

"The Jedi Order commissioned tattoo artists for the clone army?" You asked him.

"Apparently. These specific tattoo artists are the ones that do any piece a Jedi might want. Come on I'll introduce you to them." Obi-Wan says and you fall into step next to him. "Certain Jedi like to mark themselves with their tribal tattoos, even though they're no longer affiliated with their tribe or clan. Other Jedi get markings showing their rank or devotion to the order." Obi-Wan tells you and you smile happily.

"This is fascinating. I would've suspected that the Jedi wouldn't be allowed tattoos." You said.

"We aren't clergy." Obi-Wan says with a chuckle.

"Do you have a tattoo?" You ask him and he seems to freeze. When he realizes you noticed he smirks at you.

"I do, and maybe one day you'll get to see it, my dear." He says with a wink and you nearly choke on air.

"D-did you just flirt with me?" You ask him astonished.

"Yes." He says and you stare at his back dumbfounded. You catch up to him as he reaches a transport that just landed. The hatch opens and two girls walk down the ramp carrying bags. "Kyra, Jut!" Obi-Wan says happily and they smile at him.

"Kenobi." The Nautolan woman greets Obi-Wan. "Where are we setting up shop?" She asks.

"The only sterile environment here is the medical bay." He says and the two girls nod.

"That'll do." The purple Twi'lek says. You and Obi-Wan lead the girls to the medical bay and you watch them pull out their tools. "What's your name hun?"

"Oh. I'm (Y/n), temporary Captain of the 212th." You say and she nods.

"I'm Jut. You lookin' to get a tattoo?" She asks and you nod. "Then you're my first customer. Tell me what you want."

"But I was just sparring. I'm all sweaty." You say and she nods again.

"Then I'll design it while you get cleaned up." She sits down pulling out a datapad and a stylus.

"Well, I want it to go down my spine. At the top, I want '99', a skull under that, goggles below that, a grenade under that, and a crosshair under that. I also want the omega symbol on the back of my neck." You say then look up at her. She and Kyra were smirking at eachother.

"You're our first client here. We'll both be working on you." Kyra says then she and Jut set to designing your tattoo.

"I'll be back." You say and rush off to freshen up. Obi-Wan went on to do his own thing after you left. When you got back they were finishing up with their equipment. They took notice of you at the door and patted the medical bed.

"Lay down face down so we can get started. Remove any clothing blocking the area." Jut says and you do as requested. "What do you think about this?" She asks then shows you their sketch.

"I like it." You say and smile at it. The outside edges look like an odd tree, while the symbols you asked for were lined directly up the middle.

"This might hurt, but from your scar you might be accustomed to pain." Jut says and you lay down. Both women set to work on each side of you, and the slight sting of the needle wasn't as painful as you thought it would be. The three of you struck up idle chat and the atmosphere was almost carefree. It was odd for a military med bay to feel this way. Sooner than you expected they were done.

"You'll want to apply this cream when you can. It will keep it hydrated while allowing it to breath so it can heal." Kyra instructs and you nod.

"Thank you! Have they asked you to go to Kamino yet?" You asked and they nodded.

"That's our next stop." Jut says and you nod again.

"Alright. Well, I will leave you two to get to your next clients." You say as you put your top back on and then your armor. You make your way to the command center and find Cody talking to Obi-Wan. "General, Commander." You greet them and they both smile at you.

"Heard you got a tattoo (Y/n). Hope I get to see it sometime." Cody says and you shake your head.

"It's on my back. Only way you get to see it is if I end up in the infirmary again." You tell him and he chuckles.

"The boys back home are going to be jealous." Cody says.

"Not for long. Kyra and Jut are going to Kamino next." You tell him.

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I love you and your celebrations! You know how much I loved Crosshair x Sith!Reader. I would love to see more of their story with the quote, "Look at her -- I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way -- what bliss." Thank you, sweetie 😘😘😘

@firstofficerwiggles thank you for your amazing request. You always ask for something extra and I love it.

Here's a continuation to the Crosshair x Sith!Reader you wanted. I did write it with a f!reader in mind.

What You Deserve - Part 2

Warnings: Possession, anger, shock, pleading, twisted love, Sith!reader, extreme reactions, force choking, unintentional choking, fear, worried for someone else's welfare, convincing someone to leave, civil war, I think that's it. If I miss anything please let me know.

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Hunter stood looking at Crosshair, shocked by his declaration. Wrecker, Echo and Omega all shared a similar shocked expression, granted in varying degrees. Tech however, remained stoic and kept his eyes on you, his hand ready by his side; almost as though he knew his brother wouldn’t have joined them and for one specific reason, you. 

“You’re not coming?” Wrecker asked once more hoping he’d heard incorrectly.

“I’ve made my decision.” Crosshair gently repeated as he shifted closer to you. 

When the two of you headed towards the planet, Lannik, the last thing you expected was … well a few things. One, actually finding Jedi sympathizers, and a hub to smuggle them and the Jedi from. The second being, Crosshair’s family. You hadn’t expected to find them helping Jedi sympathizers; and when you both ran into them, it caught you completely unaware. That brief second you hesitated, allowed for the transport ship to make its escape, and for the two of you to be captured by Crosshair’s family. Finally, the last thing you expected was for there to be some sort of civil war, between those in favour of the Empire and the rebels. Somehow, you ended up being caught in the middle of a firefight, and before you knew it, his family had brought you to a safe place. Everything happened so fast, you couldn’t even get it clear in your own head. Of course, that could also have something to do with the concussion you were currently suffering from.

Truthfully, you could’ve avoided all of it, but then that would mean doing the very thing you’d sworn you wouldn’t do; make decisions on Crosshair’s behalf. Even though everything inside of you was screaming to keep him all to yourself, to hide him from anyone else. 

When Hunter offered him a chance to leave your side and go back to them, you felt your blood beginning to boil, wanting to just erase them from before you; however, for Crosshair’s sake you held back. 

It took all your strength and effort not to kill his family right there and then. The fear of being on your own again, of not being able to find someone that makes you feel the way Crosshair does; someone who makes you feel safe and secure. Having to face your Master without support. The fear began to grip your heart, as you felt it fuel your anger. 

“We all have different choices to make.” Hunter continued, completely oblivious to the turmoil you were under the more he spoke, “Are you sure about this? About staying with …” he motioned towards you. He couldn’t bring himself to say your name. 

Crosshair turned to look at you, a small smile on his lips, it quickly disappeared as he faced Hunter again.

“I’m sure.”

“You could die because of her or she might make you kill for her.”

He turned once more to look at you, "Look at her --“ he turned back to face Hunter, resolution in his eyes and determination set in his face, as a slight smirk appeared on his lips, “I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way -- what bliss."

Tech shook his head, “She may have you under mind control.”

“I. Would. Never. Do. That.” You hissed through gritted teeth, your voice low and dangerous as you spoke towards goggles, your anger was becoming harder to control as it simmered just below the surface, taking a step closer, your hand moved toward your lightsaber without thinking, a clear warning to his brothers. 

Crosshair could see in your eyes, the slight hue of red beginning to appear, he knew they were pushing your buttons and he needed to bring you back down, he held his hand out towards you keeping you back as he shook his head. 

“I know, sweetness.” The term of endearment slipping out, hoping it would break through your anger, “Just ignore him. I know you’d never hurt me.”

You narrowed your eyes at his brothers as you nodded, you had enough of this nonsense. All you two had been listening to for the past hour was them trying to convince him to leave you, and come back to them. All it did was keep pushing you closer to the edge, the anger within you at its breaking point. You didn’t want Crosshair’s attention deviated, you wanted him to be focused solely on you, and not having to listen to his brother’s conversations, not wanting their opinion to influence him. 

The last thing you wanted to keep hearing was them trying to convince the one you wanted to leave your side. 

Regardless of what they had to say, he was yours. 

How it actually happened, was still a bit of a mystery to you, but at some point during the hyperspace journey, to this horrendous planet, you both finally admitted your feelings. 

And now he was yours to love. 

Yours to care for. 

Yours to have by your side. 

He was yours, he couldn’t leave. 

He couldn’t leave. 

You’d never let him leave, not now that you just found each other. The only way he’d ever be allowed to leave, would be either by his death or yours. 

However, if his brothers weren’t around, all of this would be moot. If only his brothers could die… had died on Kamino. With each passing thought, your anger grew stronger, fiercer, more possessive.

Crosshair stepped into your field of vision as he saw your fists clench, your eyes shifting to their reddish hue. He cupped your cheeks, holding your face in his hand, forcing you to look at him. To see him, not his brothers. “Cyar’ika, calm down. I’m not leaving you. Not now. Not ever. I’m here. I’m by your side. Look at me, cyar’ika. Look at me.”

Your eyes focused on him, the anger within you slowly subsided. You closed your eyes and let out a breath you didn’t even realize you were holding, as the pounding in your chest, and the whispers of voices in your head diminished. You let go of your clenched fists, and held his wrists. 

As soon as you released your fists there was a collective gasp of coughing, as all his brothers kneeled on the floor gasping for air. Omega, had been the only one not affected as she ran between her brothers providing any sort of comfort or relief she could. 

Shock and surprise filled your face, when you opened your eyes and saw the damage you caused. Seeing his brothers on the ground, gasping for air wasn’t what you wanted, even if you thought about it, you never wanted to actually hurt Crosshair or his family.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” You repeated over and over again, as tears streamed down your cheek, “I didn’t mean to … it was an accident… I’m sorry…” 

“Shhh” Crosshair placed a kiss on your forehead as he held you close, he glanced over his shoulder to Hunter who was kneeling on the ground, as he began to breathe normally, Omega’s hand on his shoulder. He knew it wasn’t your fault, sometimes you couldn’t control the beast within, as you called it, “You should leave. We’re fine.”

“Crosshair, she’s dangerous. She’ll turn on you too.” Hunter pleaded one last time.

“No. She won’t.” Crosshair looked into your eyes, his trust and faith evident in every look, smile and word utter from his mouth, “Just like I’ll never turn my back on her.” He held you close, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, as he guided you away. “Let’s go, cyare.”

You nodded, enjoying the closeness.

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[crosshajr]

what kind of boyfriend crosshair is

pretty much all fluff expect a little, tiny, small bit of angst.

sarad = flower

so i think he would be private about his relationship with you, not because he is embarrassed be with you! no, even if he doesn't admit it all the time he does love you. but i think he would want to keep you to himself and have small lovey dovey moments when it just you and him.

"i know i don't tell you as much as i should but i do love you my sarad" crosshair speaks softly as he tucks his head into your hair, the scent helping him relax.

you smile, cuddling into him more. you know cross loves you and no matter what happens you will forever love him back.

very protective. just no question about it. he wants to make sure you are safe especially if when you join him and the others on a mission, he hates if you get close to any regs. and he does not let the regs near you. he would always keep his hand around you and glare at anyone if they talk to you. sometimes you have to lightly tap his hand if his grip gets too hard or whenever you think he is overreacting. (which sometimes ends up into an argument)

when you both have arguments, it would mostly make you end up in tears. when crosshair yells. he yells. in the end you know he only wants what is best for you, he will always come and find you to apologise. crosshair cannot help the way he feels. he has never felt this way with anyone before and he never wants to lose you, especially to any regs.

"i don't understand what the big deal is cross! rex is my friend. you know that" you yell, using hand gestures to try and make your point.

"oh, he is your 'friend'?" he starts off calm but you know he won’t stay this calm. "i was not aware friends flirt with one another!" he shouts.

sometimes when he accuses you with flirting with others you cannot help but feel as though he doesn't trust you. trust means everything to you. looking down at the floor away from him, your eyes start to water up clouding your vision. it is all silent now. crosshair does not say a word. knowing his words must of upset you. before you even think you run out of the ship without looking back.

now this man will make it up to you. he hates it when others make you upset but when he makes you upset, he wont rest until you forgive him. you want cuddles? he will give them to you. you want food? he better put on the chef hat. anything you want he will provide. if you are still mad at him whilst on a mission he will make it his priority to find you some exotic flowers. that always seems you cheer you up. you know crosshair has never felt like this before so he finds it hard but in the end you'll always make up. by making out.

speaking of making out, this mans kisses oh gosh. they are soft but have force, to remind you who is in control. his lips move in sync with yours all the time. he claims you was made just for him and for his lips only. he always sweeps you of your feet, he loves it when he takes you by surprise. it always takes you a few good seconds to realize but soon enough you happily kiss back.

cuddles with this man can get awkward. cross has never cuddled with anyone before so whenever you want to snuggle when you both go to sleep he always seems so stiff. at first he would tense up when you went to lay your head on his chest but as you both got deeper into the relationship he is more than happy to be your big spoon. (just dont tell the others how willing he is to cuddle you). but he knows cuddles is something you love so he will put aside his feelings and always place his hands around you as you fall asleep.

[sailorkamino]

'wildflower' masterlist

relationships: twi'lek!jedi!reader x bad batch, background reader x plo koon & 104th [gn, neurodivergent r and batch, can be platonic or romantic]

summary: you've spent the first year of the war with master plo and the wolfpack, now you're getting a special assignment. this is a series of one shots about a chaotic squad (family) saving the republic and pissing off sith lords along the way.

a/n: set during clone wars - republic victory au, no use of y/n, clones age normally once they reach adulthood, the havoc marauder is bigger (imagine the ghost from rebels), between missions the batch stays on coruscant

force signature aesthetics

you can sit with us ✿ 1st meeting on kamino ft. protective wolffe

dancing and tookas (wrecker's pov) ✿ bonding with our favorite himbo

the force and plants (tech's pov) ✿ bonding with our favorite nerd

healing and meditation (hunter's pov) ✿ bonding with our favorite dad friend

fights and hugs (crosshair's pov) ✿ bonding with our favorite bastard

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Star Wars Masterlist

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Obi-Wan x reader- A welcome distraction

Obi-Wan x reader- Come back to me

Obi-Wan x reader- An unexpected meeting

Obi-Wan x reader- An unexpected surprise

Obi-Wan x reader- Five times Anakin found you with Obi-Wan

Obi-Wan x reader-Summer Au

Obi-Wan x reader-A little rest

Obi-Wan x reader- A picture of you

Obi-Wan x reader- Lost without you

Obi-Wan x reader- As it was

Obi-Wan x reader- Modern AU

Obi-Wan x reader- Dusk Till Dawn 

Obi-Wan x reader- (Request)

Obi-Wan x reader- The best birthday gift

Obi-Wan x reader- Beautiful Life

Cassian Andor

Cassian Andor x reader- The little secret

Cassian Andor x reader- Captain & Major (Series)

 Cassian Andor x reader- I care

Cassian Andor x reader - What am I to you

Cassian Andor x reader- Three Times you and Cassian had to share a bed and one time you did it willingly

Cassian Andor x reader- my safe place

Cassian Andor x reader- Alive and in Love (Series)

Cassian Andor x reader- I forgot to tell you

Cassian Andor  reader - I am here. I listen

Cassian Andor x reader- The end of the world

Cassian Andor x reader- Headcanons: Being Married to Cassian

Anakin Skywalker

Anakin x reader- (Request) 

Anakin x reader- (Request)

Luke Skywalker

Luke Skywalker x reader (reader has PoTS)

Luke Skywalker x reader (in which reader has Sith eyes)

Luke Skywalker x reader- Request

Han Solo

Han Solo x reader- An Unfortunate event

Han Solo x reader- (Request)

The Bad Batch

Crosshair x reader- No Time To Die

Crosshair x reader- No Time To Die 2

The Mandalorian/Din Djarin

Beautiful View

A lovely day

Modern AU

Moments like these

Headcanons

When you overthink

When They’re Jealous

Cal Kestis

Can’t lose you

[jedipoodoo]

Hi! Your writing is amazing! Pretty please if you have the time, female reader in a secret relationship with Crosshair- pregnant with crosshairs baby, trying to hide it from the bad batch and getting found out!

Stay (Crosshair x Pregnant!Reader)

Notes/Warnings: Pregnancy, morning sickness, Chipped Crosshair, Angst, not very much comfort, if you think the opening scene resembles something from Revenge of the Sith no it doesn't what this fic actually resembles is Bitter, a fic written by my dearest friend Rune on AO3

"No. that's impossible." You shook your head.

"I don't blame you," Hunter sat on the opposite end of the couch, "I can hardly believe it myself."

"Crosshair would never do anything like that!" You stood to refute Hunter's claims that Crosshair was following orders, first of all, and then that he was being mind-controlled by the Empire and has attacked his squad and his brothers.

Your legs quickly lost their strength, and you fell back into the couch next to Tech.

"I don't believe you," You shook your head again, "I can't."

Hunter looked you up and down, and Tech quickly took note of how you held yourself, hands caressing your stomach.

"Crosshair's the father, isn't he?" Tech asked quietly.

The lump in your throat kept you from answering. All you could do was stare at him, blinking back tears. But both of Crosshair's brothers knew that any other answer would be ludicrous.

"I'm so sorry." Hunter whispered, his hand gently squeezing your shoulder.

"You should come with us," Tech said, "We can protect you."

"No!" It came out louder than you meant it too, at both of them looked at you curiously.

You shook your head, still holding yourself. "A life on the run is no life for a child. The galaxy's been at war for the last four years, and I want my child to have whatever semblance of normalcy I can give them, no matter who their father is."

Tech looked at Hunter, and they silently argued over if they should convince you to change your mind or not, but the glare that you fixed at Hunter's skull tattoo quickly shut down that idea.

"We need to get back to the others," Hunter sighed at last, "But you have our comms. Let us know if you need anything."

You managed a weak smile for him. "Sure thing."

Tech gave you a gentle hug good-bye, and you watched them both sneak down the hall of your apartment in the dark of night. When they finally vanished, you closed the door, clinging to the wall for strength.

You cradled your stomach as the nausea rose in your throat. "Oh, Cross-" A sob tore itself from your throat, and you ran to the toilet before your dinner could make a reappearance.

You knew he was a soldier. You knew he'd have to be away from you. You certainly hadn't planned on getting pregnant with his child as soon as the war ended. You hadn't even told your family. You wanted to tell Crosshair before anyone else found out, but with what Hunter and Tech told you, did you want him to find out? Was the Crosshair that you knew and loved still out there? Or was he replaced with some kind of abomination cooked up in the Kaminoan's most secret labs?

You sobbed over the toilet until you were confident it was all over with. For now, at least. Morning would certainly bring its own terrors.

You made your way back to your bed in a daze, collapsing on top of the blankets. You didn't even have the energy to make your bed this morning.

You grabbed a shirt from Crosshair's side of the bed, pulling it on over your clothes. It was a bit snug around the stomach, but it fit for now.

Even if Crosshair really was gone, you still had your memories of him.

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Sunlight poured in through the windows, and you cradled your face in your arms to block out the light.

"Good morning, sarad."

You chuckled at his familiar touch, tucking strands of hair behind your ear.

Realization hit, and you jumped back, nearly falling off the edge of the bed.

Crosshair lay on his side of the bed, parallel to where you'd just been laying. Your heart was beating a mile a minute, and you were going to throw up at any moment.

Crosshair was here. Crosshair was alive, and back in your home.

"What...what's with the armor?" You stammered, white knuckles gripping the sheets of your bed.

Crosshair looked down at his suit of armor. It looked like a regular trooper's armor, but completely black instead of white. it bore none of his own creative embellishments, all the details you'd memorized.

"I outgrew the old one," His voice croaked, as if he hadn't used it in a while. He coughed to clear his throat, and you turned and ran. Crosshair leaped up to follow you, only to realize you were seeking refuge in the refresher vac-tube.

You could sense him hovering just behind your shoulder.

"I-I'm fine," You coughed out, waving him away, "I'll be right out-"

Crosshair knelt by your side, pulling your hair back from your face and tying it off with a leather cord. Tears stung your eyes at the tender gesture, and his hands began to work at your shoulders, gently massaging away the tension.

"Is it mine?" He asked, as if he already knew the answer. You barely managed to nod before one more round of bile forced its way up. Cross grabbed the cup from the sink counter, filling it with a sip of water, which he extended to you.

"What are you doing here?" You asked between sips.

Crosshair watched you carefully, his fingers working their way up and down your back.

"I came to see you." He said softly.

You told yourself that the urge to cry was because of hormones, and not because of anything else, and wiped your tears on the sleeve of your shirt--Crosshair's shirt. You were still wearing it.

You gulped down the water. Should you bring up Hunter and the others? Chances were he already knew they'd been here, and he was probably here to get information out of you.

"Does this mean you'll have to leave again soon?" You asked.

His eyes flickered back and forth between your face and your stomach. "Maybe."

He cupped your cheek, running a thumb across your cheekbone, "But if I leave, you can be certain I'm taking my wife and child with me."

You stared at him. "Where? Kamino? Where they can make our child into a soldier?"

Crosshair froze in his soft touch.

"Crosshair, I can't go with you."

"The Empire will provide for us."

"How?" You begged him. "I can provide for us here. We can give this child a normal life, a life where they're safe and don't have to worry about growing up too fast or being forced into battle."

You took his face in your hands. "Stay. Stay here with me." You begged, pulling him closer to you.

His lips were inches from yours when his hands gently wrapped around your wrists, pulling them away from his face.

"I can't." He whispered, and once again his voice was not his own.

With that, he stood and walked out of your apartment, leaving you crying on the floor of the refresher again.

[venusacrossthestars]

Could you write a tech x reader where the reader gets hurt and tech freaks out? I love your work !

"I Told You So"

A/N: hehehe my second request! and thank you for the compliment, it made my day! I also used female pronouns just let me know if those aren't what you use and I'll change it, but here you go I hope you enjoy. (thank you @arieslost for being my lovely, amazing beta-reader)

Word Count: 2.8k

Pairing; Established Relationship Tech x fem!reader

Warnings: Blood, injury, hospital mentions, overall health care. I didn't include echo in this bc it takes place during CW but then I mention Anakin so like over plot errors lol

Summary: Force user!reader (think CW S7 Ahsoka were she isn’t in the order but is helping the republic/jedi out) gets hurt on a mission and Tech loses his cool, secrets are spilt and emotions are shown.

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It was an easy mission they said. In and out. A recon mission, no explosives, no one was supposed to know that you were here. Oh, how it all seemed so easy when Anakin explained the plan.

“Oh Y/n we need you and clone force 99 to sneak in and grab the battle plan, oh it will be soooo easy,” you mimicked Anakin’s voice.

“Are you still complaining about General Skywalker's request?”

“Yes Tech I am, and I will continue to do so until we are back on the Marauder and I can personally comm Anakin and tell him off,” you reply.

This wasn’t the first time you’ve been asked to do a favor for the Republic or the Jedi Order and you highly doubted it would be the last.

Being a private contractor had its perks, being a force using private contractor, however, had its disadvantages. Exhibit A- this kriffing mission. This wasn’t the first mission you’ve done with the boys of the bad batch, in fact you could say you were all well acquainted with one another, and one more than the others.

You’ve been asked plenty of times why as person with such a strong connection to the force isn’t part of the jedi order and the answer is simple, your parents loved you. No seriously, they did. They’ve heard stories of the Jedi taking children from their homes, preparing them to be “keepers of the peace” or as your father put it “magical soldiers for the Republic”. They heard how they aren’t supposed to form attachments or fall in love, and your parents didn’t want that. According to them forming attachments and having emotions is what made you alive. Your parents never discouraged the use of your gifts, instead they embraced them. They helped you control them, control your emotions, they helped you understand.

Not being a part of the order had its perks, you didn’t have to follow their rules, live by their lifestyle, wear their silly robes, and you got to form attachments. That last one was a big one especially now, it wasn’t that hard to follow after the death of your parents when you were out alone in the galaxy taking spare jobs here and there to live. That’s how you were found by the Jedi Order, one of your previous clients gave your information to a Jedi needing assistance, for makers sake Dex you can’t be giving out information to all those who ask. That was the first time you were ever asked by Master Yoda and Master Kenobi to help assist them and a small groups of clones on a mission for the Republic.

That small group of clones you soon learned called themselves the bad batch were your counterpart, outcast of their own group essentially is what you were. The first time you ever met them was a day you are certain you will never forget. Wrecker was welcoming so was Hunter, Crosshair was standoffish and quiet, but Tech, Tech asked you so many question you thought your head was going to explode. ‘If you are a force user how come you aren’t a Jedi, my only other calculator is that you are a Sith but that is highly unlikely since you are working for the Republic. But yet you don’t have a lightsaber, fascinating’. And while it was true that you weren’t a Jedi nor Sith, nor did you have a lightsaber you were proven a great asset that day, and since forward everytime the Republic or the Jedi needed you, there you were and the members of clone force 99 weren’t far behind.

“Y/n did you hear me?” Tech ask while tapping you on the shoulder.

“No I was too busy thinking, what did you say.”

“I said that according to my information the guard change should be happening shortly and that is the most optimal time to advance into position.”

“Ah, I love it when you talk all smart to me,” you respond back with a grin.

“It’s time, are you ready to go mesh’la?” Tech asks while slowly moving from your hiding place, holding his hand out for you to take.

Tech, the reason you were happy to never be apart of the Jedi Order. Being apart of the Order meant you could never have an attachment to him, and how could you not? He was smart, attentive, unknowingly funny, and attractive. Conversation were hard at first, you and him didn’t have much in common but after some awkward small talk you two soon found common interest and from there a friendship and from there a relationship. Well, a private relationship.

While it wasn’t illegal to have a relationship with a clone, it was unorthodox and unheard of. The two of you decided to keep it a secret in case it affected how future missions would go, although with your guys’s success they wouldn’t dream of splitting up you, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

“I’m always ready Tech,” you reply, grabbing his hand.

The two of you fully move out from your position and into the open field that surrounds the communication center. They say that being one with the force gave you heightened senses, you never really believed it until you went on more and more mission, every time you thought something was going to go wrong it did, everytime you thought someone was watching you, they were.

Once you two enter, you made your way towards the abandoned section of the communication center. That same feeling wraps around your gut, something is off. Something is going to happen.

In a panic you yank on Tech’s hand, halting him to a stop. “Tech, I have a really bad feeling about this.”

“Why? What’s wrong?” He asks worriedly.

“I feel like someone is watching us, I have the feeling we aren’t alone.”

“Well according to General Skywalker’s plans and my own research this part of the base has been abandoned for a while, we have nothing to worry about.”

“No, Tech you don’t understand. Everytime I get this feeling, something happens.”

“Y/n, I understand your concern, but with all the information I found it is highly unlikely that anyone is going to be here, and besides according to the information General Skywalker had gotten from his source it is their meal break, everyone is probably eating.”

“Tech, I appreciate you trying to calm my nerves but this is something more than that. You said its hight unlikely, well that doesn’t mean its not impossible.”

“Mesh’la-”

You cut him off before he can get another word in, “Tech just trust me on this, I’m not saying that we turn back, I’m just saying lets take a little extra precaution.”

“Of course mesh’la, if it eases your mind.”

You don’t respond to that, instead you grab Tech’s hand and give it a tight squeeze, in which he returns.

After a few minutes of walking down corridors, making your needed turns you reach the door that leads to the records room. Tech proceeds to hack the door, which opens to reveal rows and rows of computers, comms, basically a storage unit of data.

Sighing, you turn to Tech, “Where do we even start?”

“I suppose the main computer will have an index of where everything should be located, I’ll start on that if you would like to keep a look out.”

You simply nod and start to walk back towards the door, shutting it leaving you and Tech incased in a glorified storage closet. You proceed to start walking up and down the rows of old containers filled with old data pads, comm links, and computers.

“Y/n!” Tech comms, “I’ve found what we need, I'm downloading the files now, shouldn’t be more than a few minutes.”

“Tech are you almost done, we have a slight issue.”

“Okay!” You comm back.

As you continue to wander you see a red flashing light in one of the containers. Making your way towards it you notice that its a comm, a comm that looks much newer than the rest of the ones in the bin. A moment of realization takes over as you start to sprint back towards Tech.

“Yes I am finishing up now, what seems to be the issue?”

“They know were here, there was a comm device mixed in with the others, transmitting. They’ve heard every word we’ve said since we got here. I turned it off but it’s only a matter of time till we have some company.”

“Okay, okay lets get going then.” He proceeds to comm Hunter, “Hunter, Hunter, do you copy? We’ve been compromised. Hunter this is Tech do you copy? Karabast, it seems that they’ve jammed our communications.”

The two of you pick you the pace, running and turning throughout the corridors. The two of you make it to the exit, and before you can leave Tech places his arm in front of you, stopping you from leaving the building.

He pulls out his datapad and sighs, “it seems this exit is surrounded, there is no escaping this way without harm or,” he pauses, “death. Without communication to the rest of the team I do not know there where abouts. There are other exits, although they take us through the main part of the communication center, but that way has the chance of having less battle droids.”

“Yeah, lets go with the avoiding death option please,” you say as you drag Tech to the stairs. The two of you run throughout the building till you reach the next exit.

“Crosshair, Hunter, Wrecker, does anyone copy?.... Crosshair, what is your position…. Okay will be coming out on that side, can you cover us? Okay we’ll see you shortly.”

“There is about 50 battle droids out there and I don’t know if there will be more on the way, but I was able to reach Crosshair and he’s ready when we are. There is cover to the right of us, I suggest we move there and start with formation 7.”

“Formation 7? That only proves successful when we have all members, even then its risky.”

“Formation 7 is the best bet since Crosshair is our eyes in this, I trust that he isn’t going to let us get killed.”

“When we get back to the ship I am so saying ‘I told you so’.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less mesh’la.”

As the blast doors open, we are greeted with blaster fire, Crosshair picking them off from the top, Wrecker and Hunter are here as well. You and Tech rush to your right dodging the blaster fire and take cover behind some crates.

“You thought I was going to tell Skywalker off before this, oh I am going to chew his ear off now!” You shout over the chaos.

You and Tech join the fight, picking off the droids one by one, too immersed in the battle you fail to notice the little red beeping device at your feet.

Before you have time to react, the bomb goes off and you are sent flying back through the crates. Everything is ringing, you can hear nothing but everything at once. You try to open your eyes but your brain feels all shaken up.

Tech could watch in horror as your body in flung into the middle of the battlefield. He’s even more worried when he sees you are moving.

Tech has always been rational, thinking of the pros and cons of every situation. Estimating the statistics of success, while his brothers might find it annoying, he does it because he care, he doesn’t want anyone to get hurt. But, you, when it came to you all that rational thinking went out the window. Every statistic or what if wasn’t even a thought.

While all you could feel was pain, all Tech could feel was panic. While his rational thinking wasn’t in play, he wasn’t dumb enough to go rushing into an active battle and get himself killed, there were only a few driods left and none of them seemed focused on you.

Him and his brothers quickly picked off the rest of the droids with ease and with that Tech was rushing to unmoving form.

“Y/n? Mesh’la, can you hear me?” Tech kept repeating and gently shook your shoulders.

Only able to answer in a groan you were able to alert Tech that, yes you could hear him.

The rest of his brothers eventually came to the scene as Tech was trying to keep you awake.

“You need to stay awake for me, you understand. You’ll be fine, you just got your bell rung. You’ll be fine.” Tech says, ultimately trying to convince himself more than you.

“Tech, we need to get her to the ship, and to professional medical help immediately, her head, its bleeding,” Hunter says while placing a hand on Techs shoulder.

To Tech's horror he looks and sees that under your head is a growing puddle of blood, growing larger and larger by the second.

Time moves slow for you as you feel yourself being lifted off the ground and onto what you assume is a cot on the Marauder. The pain in your head is too much to focus on what else hurts. You try to fight the urge to fall asleep, remembering from one of Techs rants on first aid and medical training (a whole course he made you listen to the first time you ever went on a mission with the batch) that patients with head trauma were supposed to stay awake, or at least try too.

But it was just too hard, everything hurt, everything was too loud, and if you tried to open your eyes, everything was too bright. You were fighting a loosing battle and eventually slipped into unconsciousness.

The entire time in hyperspace, Tech wouldn’t leave your side. He was constantly checking your pulse, your breathing and applying pressure to your head while trying his best to treat all the other wounds that littered your body.

He was in completed distress, and it wasn’t going unnoticed by his brothers.

“Tech she’ll be okay, she’s a fighter she’ll pull through,” Hunter tries to reassure.

Wrecker pipes in, “Yeah! She’s tough, she’ll be okay.”

Crosshair just sits staring, at the couple it takes him a moment before he pipes up, “She’ll be okay, you love her and that’s what is going to keep her fighting.”

At Crosshairs comments the three others whip their heads at him, Tech opens and closes his mouth repeatedly trying to find the right comment to his brothers words.

“Love him? What do you mean Crosshair?” Wrecker asks the sniper.

“You guys don’t know? The two of them have been together for a while, Im surprised you having caught them trying to suck each others faces off.”

The questions and comments keep flying until it was time to drop out of hyperspace. As soon as the Marauder landed on a base on a random planet in the middle rim, you were quickly carried off and into surgery.

Tech was a mess for the hours that you were in surgery and the hours you were out but under intensive care watch. The batch had to report to General Skywalker but that could wait until you woke.

When you finally woke up the first thing you noticed, other than a killer headache, was a pressure against you hand. You looked to your side, seeing Tech fast asleep on your hand. You gently reached over with your other head to stroke his hair. At the movement Tech awoke, and you have never seen so many emotions flash across your eyes as you did then.

“I told you so,” you croaked.

“That you did, and I am so sorry for not listening, I should’ve listen. For makers sake you have the force, of course you would’ve known if something was wrong. This is all my fault-” Tech rambled on.

“Hey, this is not your fault, it wasn’t you who threw the bomb. I was the one who agreed to take the mission and help out. No one forced me to do anything,” You reassured him.

Tech looked down at your intertwined hands, to which you removed them and place them on his cheeks. Swiftly you pulled him into a quick kiss, which Tech accepted.

“You had me worried,” Tech admitted.

“Well I would be concerned if you weren’t.”

“It was a trap, we were given faulty information.”

“We were and that’s why you are going to get me General Skywalker so I can chew him out and you can watch me do so.”

“Of course mesh’la”

“Thank you Tech.”

Tech gets up to leave and before he walks out the door he looks over his shoulder at you, “I love you Y/n.”

With a grin you respond, “I love you too Tech.”

[madameminor]

In More Ways Than One, Part 8.5 - Bad Batch x F!Reader - Aftercare

Summary: Aftercare with Crosshair

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Tags: 18+ smutty mcsmutterson, porn with plot, basically, all the good stuff

Warnings: Nothing really. Just two people takin' a shower.

Notes: Thank you, thank you everyone for letting me know your feels about IMWTO! I'm inspired, I've written out a few more chapter ideas and I'm very excited to keep going. I hope this little bridge chapter makes you feel as warm and fuzzy as I do re(rerere)reading all of your kind words. Enjoy!

Word Count: 800

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Crosshair places his forehead against the cool durasteel of the fresher wall, letting the water run over him as he bathes in the smug satisfaction of a job well done. Ooooh that had been SWEET, watching you squirm for him, beg for him - especially after your little tantrum out there in front of the regs. 

His bratty princess. His beautiful, bashful, bratty princess. How you had screamed. He hopes the whole damn ship heard you cum for them, command be damned.

You’d deserved it too, after that little stunt. His smirk dims a bit, thinking back. Kriffing regs. 

He’d have to keep a closer eye on you than before - he didn’t want any of them getting the wrong idea, thinking that they stood ANY chance with his Princess. No way in any of the seven sith hells was he going to give them a shred of hope that maybe she would possibly look their-

Hands slide over his lower back, around his waist and up his chest. Warm breasts on his back. A nose nuzzled along his spine. 

“Thinking about me?”

Hm. There you are. 

“In a way.” He turns in your arms with a smirk, capturing your lips with his and pulling you against him. “Wondering if we need to keep you tied up from now on - keep you from causing any more trouble.”

You smile up at him, eyes dancing with tired mischief. “Do you really think that would work?”

He smirks. “I’d hope not.” He brings his hand up to your cheek, letting you lean into it, into him. Your eyes close as you sigh your bliss.

His beautiful, bashful Princess

“I believe you have something of mine,” he smirks down at your upturned face.

Your eyes half open in amusement. “Then come take it.”

He gently spins you around, one hand on your belly as the other pushes gently between your shoulder blades, making you bend into his palm. You gasp as he traces up your slit to the plug still nestled in you. With a satisfied hum he slides it out, taking care, moving slowly. He lets it drop in the corner of the shower stall before pulling you back against his chest, nuzzling into your hair.

“Better?”

You relax against him, sighing in relief. “Yes.”

You feel like you fit perfectly in his arms. “Did you enjoy it?”

There’s a smile in your voice. “Yes.”

He can’t help his smirk against your ear. “What you hoped for?”

“Hah. Better than.”

He kisses your head tenderly. “Good. Tell me more later.”

Arms still wrapped around you, he takes the soap from its nook and starts lathering up his hands. When there are plenty of suds, he puts back the bar and starts tracing up your arms, over your shoulders, down your back, bending you forward against the far wall to wash off everything below your waist. 

He’s never done this before - but he’s wanted to: taking his time with a lover. Anyone before you wasn’t around long enough, or just expected him to leave afterwards - they’d both gotten what they wanted, what more was there? But you’d asked him to stay that first night. You’d chosen him, given to him. 

So he felt safe giving this to you.

He pulls you back against him to rinse you off in the water, kissing you mid-shoulder in greeting. He reaches for the soap again, and you languidly turn around to face him, arms sliding up around his neck, your face relaxed and… mischievous? 

“If this is what happens when I’m bad, maybe I should flirt with regs more often.”

He frowns, eyes narrowing, pinches your ass cheek.

“Ow! I’m kidding, Crosshair, I’m kidding.” You give your best sorry eyes and his frown softens - damn you and your adorable, he can’t stay irritated. “Really. I won’t do it again,” you say solemnly, seriously - before your eyes light up with merriment again. “At least, not without permission.”

“Hmph. Good.” His clean hands find their way into your hair, rubbing more soap in to remove the day’s sweat. You hum under him in delight, leaning back into his touch, savoring the feeling. He brings you into the stream of water, watching the suds wash away, revealing clean breasts, curves, hips, hair- and the smiling, peaceful face of his Princess

For a moment, he can only watch, taking you in, his heart full of… something. Just… something.

If feels nice. 

As the last of the soap washes away, he runs his hands over you once more before pulling you close. He turns off the water, then looks down at you, eyes brooking no argument.

“Sleep in my bunk tonight.”

You smile. You kiss him slowly, gently, letting the softness seep into his soul before whispering against his lips.

“I’d love to.”

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[onayasiki]

UGHHHHH I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS FOR A MANDALORIAN READER X THE BAD BATCH (But they end up with Crosshair) BUT THE READER IS PARENTING TWO CLONES FROM KAMINO THAT THEY “RESCUE” where one is a teen clone and the other is a infant. The teen clone has Mandalorian armor and truthfully hated Kamino. I wanna write it out but I never have time 😔.

Edit: I forgot to mention that there is a possibility that Reader is force sensitive (as well as the clone infant) and posses a red and a blue lightsaber from they “killed” a sith and Jedi.

The Question is if Reader should be Male, Female, or Gender Neutral. Let me know what you guys think plzzzzz I need a few more ideasss