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mission accomplished.

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"so," i ask, carefully sitting down next to you. the sun of alderaan is slowly but surely setting behind the planet's mountain side. you frown, picking at the grass beneath your fingers. "what now?" you hesitate, taking a deep breath before shrugging. "i don't know." i hum, looking back at the bittersweet alderaanian beauty displayed in front of us.
after all, who does know?
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CARRIED pairing. echo x gn! reader

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type. drabble note. back on my self-indulgent bullshit. this is honestly just an imagine based on my disability because i can't walk lol but i twisted the words so that you can pick out your own reason as to why you're being carried. check out my ko-fi if you'd like to support me ;v; warnings. none

“This is such a bad idea.” I huff, gripping the edge of the crate I’m sitting on until my knuckles turn white. Echo rolls his eyes at me as he stands in front of me, already holding his arms out. “Good to hear you have so much trust in me, mesh’la.”

I mirror his frustrated expression. “You quite literally have a scomp. Excuse me for being a bit doubtful about getting carried by someone who lacks an entire arm,” I bark at him, eyes flicking between him and his cybernetic arm. Although I can’t help but get a bit flustered at the thought that he’s willing to carry me, to have me that close to him, the fear of being too much than he can handle still bubbles up inside of me despite his constant reassurances. I bite my lip, eyeing him and searching for any kind of hesitation in his eyes. But Echo stays unfazed.

Instead, he sighs and before I know it he’s hooking his scomp around my upper back and his other arm under my legs and pulling me into his chest. I utter a yelp, quickly wrapping my arms around his neck while shutting my eyes tightly, halfway preparing myself to fall and feel the hard ground under my butt. However, after a few seconds, all I can feel instead is the low chuckle that is vibrating in Echo’s chest.

“See? I told you you can trust me.”

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Hunter: Hey you guys wanna go get some D-E-S-S-E-R-T?
Tech: Yeah, I really need me a T-R-E-A-T.
Wrecker: Whatcha guys talking about?
Echo: Yeah, why don’t you guys just spell dess —
Hunter, in utter distress: NO NO NO, SHHHHH
Tech, in utter distress:
SHUT UP, DON’T SAY IT
Echo, taken back: … uh. Why?
Hunter: Oh god, how do we tell you this?
Tech: Wrecker … can’t spell …
Echo:
Echo: WHAT?
Hunter: He can’t spell, so when we talk about something he wants, we spell it out loud so he doesn’t get too excited.
Echo: He’s a grown man, he can’t handle hearing the word TREAT?
Wrecker: TREAT??
Tech: No treat
Wrecker: TREAT?
Tech: NO TREAT
Wrecker: T R E A T ??
Tech: NO TREAT.
Wrecker, disappointed: Awww :(
Tech, Hunter & Echo:
Echo: Okay, what is happening?
Tech: We told you, he gets excited when he hears the word T-R-E-A-T.
Wrecker, curiously: Whatcha talking about?
Tech: Taxes.
Wrecker: Aw, shucks.
Echo: What, so you guys just treat him like a toddler?
Wrecker: TREAT?
Hunter: No treat.
Wrecker: TREAT??
Hunter: NO TREAT.
Wrecker: T R E A T?
Hunter: NO. TREAT.
Wrecker, disappointed: Awwww :(
Tech, Hunter & Echo:
Hunter: Echo, you gotta spell if you’re talking about F-O-O-D.
Echo: Okay, so … Are we getting an S-N-A-C-K?
Wrecker: SNACK??
Tech: Oh, come on.
Hunter: Dude, really?
Echo: OH COME ON I SPELLED IT.
Hunter: Well, he knows how to spell SNACK!
Echo: So he can spell snack but he can’t spell TREAT?
Wrecker: TREAT??
Echo: NO TREAT
Wrecker: TREAT??
Echo: NO TREAT!
Wrecker: GOD DAMN IT!
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