A Hole in the Universe

They let him onto the Marauder after a short time, reluctant and suspicious but willing to give that much ground.

Crosshair almost wishes they hadn’t.

The ship looks the same. It smells the same.

It isn’t.

Nothing is.

The first thing he sees are the broken goggles perched on the console like it’s a shrine.

And for a moment, he’s back on Tantiss, waking up from a short afternoon sleep – because what else was there to do?– with his whole body aching like he’d taken a beating, his mind racing, his heart pounding.

He couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. He thought his heart might stop as it skipped a beat, then settled, continued pumping. Slow. Steady. Strong.

He’d known then. Weeks before the kid confirmed it.

Crosshair picks up the goggles and slumps into one of the jump chairs.

He feels and hears the others move around him in silence, getting the ship ready for flight.

The Marauder never used to be silent; it had always been full of Tech’s voice, spitting facts or figures, talking of upgrades; full of the sounds of him fiddling with the instrument panel, the wiring, some new device he was working on.

Tech’s presence, Tech’s voice has been the constant in his life since they came out of their growth tubes moments apart, Tech a few seconds earlier than him.

He cradles the goggles. The frame is whole, undented. Barely scratched. The recorder is missing. Taken? He brushes his thumb over the broken lenses; a fine shard of glass bites into his skin, leaves a smear of blood across the glass.

The shudder that passes through him makes the seat vibrate; from the side of his eye, he sees Omega step toward him, sees Hunter shake his head and gently redirect her.

He closes his eyes.

Crosshair’s never been much for the spiritual, doesn’t know what to think about what comes after death or gods or demons or even the Jedi’s Force.

But if the Force is something beyond the flashy moves he’s seen on the battlefield, if it’s the something that ties everything in the universe together, he knows that there’s a ragged hole in it where Tech once was.

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I saw someone pondering Crosshair's reaction to seeing the goggles and yeah. Just a little exercise around loss.

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Thanks.... For breaking my heart 💔😭💔

This blog is NSFW, strictly +18yrs. I dive headfirst into trauma and gore and angst, so please consider this carefully and pay attention to warnings before reading any of my works.

Thus far, I write for Star Wars pretty exclusively, particularly The Bad Batch. I'm only just beginning to actually write things with the intent of sharing them, but requests and comments are always welcome, and all my love to rebloggers!

Crosshair

The Vacation - A very spicy arc of a very long fic, but works well enough on its own, and chapter 3 is hands down the best smut I've ever written.

Part 1 I Part 2 I Part 3 I Part 4

Looks like these are all going to follow an OC medic with the boys, though that's subject to change at any moment! So far, the medic is gender neutral, though, again, that may change.

Touch Starved - Echo - The new medic catches Echo hiding a strained shoulder and gives him a much needed massage.

Flinching - OC&TBB - Doc has a dangerous near-encounter while away from the boys. They aren't pleased when they find out.

Muzzled - Crosshair - Crosshair is captured by Separatist forces. Though brief, his time imprisoned left him in need of help.

Knife to Throat - OC&TBB - Doc is blindsided by a grief-maddened civilian.

Soft Words - Hunter - A Separatist outpost sets a cruel trap for Hunter. The Doc tries to keep him sane until rescue comes.

Secrets Revealed – OC&TBB - An unexpected EMP forces Doc to reveal aspects of their past that could well turn the batch against them.

Made to Watch - OC&TBB - Doc becomes the subject of torture in an attempt to force intel from Hunter.

Panic - Echo - A quiet discussion between Doc and Hunter is delayed when Echo has a nightmare. Doc tries to ease him through it, resulting in a fun bit of shared taunts with Crosshair the following morning.

Difficulty Breathing/ No Anesthesia – OC&TBB – Wrecker’s overzealous efforts to destroy a building lead to Doc getting pinned in a dire situation.

Drift This Way

Summary: *SEASON 2 SPOILERS* Tech wins the pod race. You can't help but express your worries.

A/N: I was gonna wait to post this tomorrow but I was just too excited. ALSO, @space-girl-and-droids-art inspired the tattoos mentioned, with THIS art!!!! STILL OBSESSED!!!!! <3

Pairing: Tech x Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI; None

WC: 1K

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Gif Credit: @starqueensthings

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SO CUTE AND ADORABLE AND TECH DESERVED ALL THE LOVE AND APPRECIATION ❤️❤️

Chapter masterlist for In Perfect Light, a Crosshair x F!Reader fic. Completed as of October 2022.

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Holy crap....this is so GOOD 😍🥰 I really enjoy seeing the character arcs of Crosshair and Doll both. You do an amazing job writing all of the Batch. Well done! ❤️😍😍

This is so sweet🥺😍

I think....I think this one hurt me more than all your others have.... 💔💔 And now I'm like just imagining each batcher just like seeing the bodies of their dead brothers and they know...they just know what's coming

Hunter – Dirty Little Thief 14 - Burning Bridges

Warnings: Tension/Angst/Hurt

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You are making a serious decision. One that none of the boys will like.

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Neeeeeeed moreeeeeeee ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😍😹😍❤️

AHHHHHHH ❤️💔 This is so good!!!! 💔❤️ I'm sad now 😭😂

You either did a whole bunch of research or you know a lot about cars. Either way is impressive 😍

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Kix has something for ya!

This is adorable 🥰❤️

This is so freaking cute 🥰😍

Hunter – Dirty Little Thief 13 – In The Shadows

Warnings: Hurt/Angst

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The pain runs deep. For both of you. Hunter and you are suffering badly from the separation. The guys try to mend fences, but it's bumpy and not necessarily promising. But as you roam alone, something else opens up. Something from the shadows. Something sinister.

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*screams into the abyss* I love this so much! Everytime I'm like "oh this is the best chapter yet" and then the next one comes and it's somehow even better bc the story is coming along and I love your writing so much ❤️❤️❤️

Is there a second part to this!? I need a second part to this 😊😃😍❤️

Echo X F!Reader

word count: 3.4k

warnings: reader makes a slightly rude comment to echo about his arm, little suggestive if you squintttttt maybe a little angst and maybe a little unexpected 💋 👀 I really enjoyed this and it can lead into a part 2 if anyone interested

A/N IMPORTANT NOTE ABOUT TAGLIST AT THE END OF THE SHOT

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When the Batch got yet another mission from Cid, they did not see the overall threat of it. Often the guys and Omega would have been put in life and death situations but when they received the intel to grab an old sacred relic from an abandoned and disregarded ruin, it seemed fairly easy. At the time.

When they got there however, it seemed too risky to send everyone in. But, there was no security threat… to which they were aware of.

Drawing the short straw (no, really, the gang decided who would do the mission with the use of short straws), it was Echo who ventured inside. Fortunately it was the right option as he was able to scomp his way through doors and was narrow enough to wedge himself through gaps of collapsed steel walls. It was unfortunate for him to think that he was ever alone inside there in the first place.

Echo came into a clearing, a large open space where mountains of old scrolls and books littered the oval shaped room. In the middle was a podium and as the Clone got closer, he saw the relic that Cid’s buyer was after.

At first glance, the relic did not look at all impressive. In fact, it was so dirty that he could easily have mistaken it for a piece of bantha dung. But, as he got closer and hesitantly swatted the dirt and cobwebs away, it was rather nice. A large necklace sat in his grasp, chains of gold with intricate detailing and a thick amethyst type rock sat in the center. It was not in perfect condition but he was not there to fix it. He was there to retrieve and send. However, that was not going to prove easy as an unexpecting voice called out to him.

“If you don’t mind… I can take it from here.”

Echo turned abruptly, blaster raised in instant defense but no figure came into view.

“Where are you? Show yourself!” He ordered, taking a defensive stance as he looked here, there and everywhere until he spotted a lone figure emerge from the shadows and lean against one of the cracked columns that barely kept the room up.

You stood with your arms over your chest, donned in protective dark clothing that hugged your silhouette kindly and you wore a smirk on your lips that went unnoticed due to the mask and hood that hid your identity. “No need for the weapon, friend. I just need that pretty relic in your hand.”

Echo watched you with a cautious gaze but saw you as an obvious threat. There was no chance he was just going to hand it over. After all, it was he who found it. “That’s not going to happen.”

You chuckled, laughter disorientated by your modulator which managed to send a chill over his body. It wasn’t pleasant at all. “Ah, I thought you may say that.” You push yourself off from the wall and take a step towards him, almost mockingly as you tuck your hands behind your back.

“I’ll make you a deal, shall I?” You propositioned, stopping just a little distance away from him and seeming unfazed by the end of a blaster being pointed in your direction. “You give me the relic and you can walk out of here uninjured.” You say simply, shrugging your shoulders as you stare straight at the helmeted man in front of you.

Echo scoffed, almost amused. “I found it therefore I get to keep it.”

“Why? You got a partner who is interested in it?”

“Wha-? No.”

“Thought you didn’t.” You reply flatly, the insult of him being single not exactly offending him but the insinuation made his jaw clench in anger. “Come on…?”

Echo glares past his visor, secretly looking for a swift exit if things were about to get hairy and then cocks his head to the side. “You really think I am about to give you my name? Nice try.”

Then his comm beeped.

‘Echo? Are you there? We’ve not heard from you, is everything alright?’

Idk when you wrote this but it 100% needs a part 2. I love this 😍

Love love love!!!! I'm sitting in my car looking at my phone with a big stupid grin on my face 😂❤️❤️