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[Last Updated: July 7th | Requests: Closed]
Clone Wars | The Bad Batch
[Warnings will almost always be in each post/part for these x readers. Trigger warnings come up when they need to. Language is always strong bc of how I write. AUs will be pointed out. Enjoy]
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Not that I have gotten any recently but imma close requests for a while. I’m writing for more than just the SW fandom and sometimes I either get lost in which one I’m writing for, or I forget, or writers block, or I’m just having a moment that I can’t really explain cuz something’s are too personal for tumblr.
I have wips for this fandom and have left them on the back burner for a while as well so I kinda want to get a few of those out and done before I start taking requests again.
Hope y’all aren’t mad. I’ll take them again someday. I just need a break
Loss
The Bad Batch (PLATONIC) • They/Them Pronouns • Medic!Reader • ANGST/SFW • TW: Anxiety Attacks / Nightmares / Triggers
Requested by: Anon
You’ll save m-me right?
I-It’s not that bad, I-I-I’ll be okay
Please…I don’t wanna die
Y/N jolts awake feeling their chest tighten and the air fail to reach. They fisted the sheets for some form of purchase but the antagonizing struggle to catch a single breath.
Eventually, the medic managed to get up and roam the halls of Kamino late at night in search for the medbay. Hopefully a sedative cocktail will knock them out enough to still function the next morning.
“Y/N?” The voice cut through Y/N’s current rushing thoughts but they immediately came back and tuned said voice out.
Ignoring it, Y/N walked past it as they entered the medbay only to feel a hand grab them. Without any chance to recuperate, Y/N forced their arm back accidentally elbowing the medicine cabinet behind them breaking the glass. Then it came clear that it was Tech speaking to them. He quickly grabbed their shoulders making them look at him.
“Take a deep breath. Come on” Tech inhales waiting for Y/N to mimic as they did a few seconds after, then exhaled after holding for a moment. “Okay, again”
This went on for a while…
Next thing you know, Y/N was treating Tech’s plasma burn after he helped them get a bacta patch on their elbow. They avoided eye contact the entire time but Tech wasn’t going to leave until he felt okay enough to let them be alone.
“What were you coming in for?”
“To help you?”
“I didn’t comm you because it is 3am” Tech frowns watching their hands tremble slightly. “You had an anxiety attack, and are still suffering from such”
“It’s…it’s uh. It’s really nothing Tech, I’m fine”
“You can be honest with me, Y/N” He frowns watching them finish the bandage before taking their hand into his. “What is happening?”
“I-I feel like…the more stuck I am here…the more death I’ll face and I can’t lose anymore…”
“Well if this is about clo—-“
“You’re not expendable. You’re my family and it hurts watching you die” The few tears that fell were immediately taken care of by Tech’s gentle touch of his fingers brushing them away.
“Do you want to be left alone, or would you like me to stay? Or even better…”
Didn’t take long for the medic to find themself snuggled up in Tech’s crushing embrace as he found several studies about cuddling or a tight enough embrace can reduce stress. Maker knows he needed this as well.
•
“He’s gone…” Fives frowns feeling the weight build on his chest after telling Y/N the news. “H-He just…I-I…” he handed off the damaged helmet that belonged to Echo watching Y/N shake as they took a hold of his damaged helmet. “…I-I know it’s not protocol but this…it’s been three weeks…”
“I can give you a sedative, Fives. B-But uh. You’re shipping out soon so”
“I-It’s fine. I’ll see what Kix could do for me later but I just…”
Neither of them found the words anymore and Y/N did what he requested while also informing Kix in case of anything.
Another late night for the medic trying to keep it together for their patients while dealing with the news. Finding themselves staying late and lost in thought.
Echo…
Y/N held their chest feeling the same tightness as before return but remembered the breathing techniques Tech informed them of. But as much as it helped, the sobbing still remained. When the door opened to the medbay, their annoyance came out with a groan. Mainly toward themselves for crying still when someone had entered the room.
Then the way his crushing embrace was more of a soothing one this time around. Y/N leaned back into Wrecker’s embrace letting the tears continue to fall as he didn’t ask them what’s wrong. They’d tell him when they’re ready and that piece of knowledge was all they needed to know that they’re okay to fall apart.
Around the right people…
•
“Welcome back, Y/L/N” Hunter greets the medic who’s no longer working in the facilities and back on the field with their squadron.
“This rotation better not be chaotic like all the other ones”
“No promises” Cross chimes in as he walks past the two to load up his weapon’s locker and everything he’ll need for the mission.
“You four still owe me a drink by the way”
“We’ll get you one when we stop by Courscant and hit up 79’s” Hunter wraps an arm around their medic smiling to himself. It’s nice having them back. Their work shore leave lasted too long for his comfort.
Things…took a turn for the worse
Injury Report: Clone Force 99 (aka The Bad Batch)
CT-9901 (Hunter): Small laceration on the face, bruising on the arms and soreness followed.
CT-9902 (Wrecker): Blow to the head resulting in unconsciousness, head lac (stitched and disinfected)
CT-9903 (Tech): Dislocation in the right shoulder (if still in pain upon arrival to Kamino, he’ll be put in a bacta tank), medium lactations from bomb shrapnel in the left side of his torso (stitched and disinfected)
CT-9904 (Crosshair): Will need to be put in bacta tank given his right broken femur
Y/N finished the report after they had checked the three placed in the bunks on the Marauder. They gave both Tech and Crosshair sedatives to sleep through the flight as Wrecker was already unconscious but he was showing good signs of waking soon. Hunter took care of piloting when he needed to other than auto.
Hunter froze for a second when he heard rapid heart beating and thought one of his brothers was in distress. A quick switch to auto as he got up to check the bunks seeing that they were fine in their sleeping bliss. So obviously.
He could die if you missed something
His vitals were strange at first, they could spike or tank again
He can die. He can di—-
“Y/N?”
The medic quickly looks up from their reports squeezing the datapad trying to calm down but Hunter’s worry got the best of him. He found a comfy spot right beside Y/N on the floor of the storage compartment wrapping his arm around their shoulders.
“What’s wrong?”
“…nothing. It’s Uhm…I don’t know Hunter”
“Just. Say everything on your mind and I’ll help you the best I can” Hunter smiles knowing the right things to say, and knowing exactly what to do for his medic…his friend…his family.
Talking about Echo hurt, talking about all the lives they’ve lost hurt, and internalizing it didn’t help their life.
But Hunter made sure of it…that nothing more would happen. No more loss…he’ll do his best to make sure nothing ever affects them such a way so negatively…
•
Crosshair, stubborn as he was, hated being in bacta for so long. He felt sick every time he got in and out of it. No matter how long the period was. When his brothers recovered and cleared, he still was forced to stay behind.
And Y/N refused to leave him alone. Granted he’s not a huge fan of medical droids…
______
“DONT FUCKING TOUCH ME” The new sniper snaps at the droids trying to strap him to the table to check his injures and sedate him.
“Cross. We—They need to check you out” a nervous analyst tried to calm his brother as the sniper grabbed one of the droids tossing it into the wall screaming out of anger and pain.
“S-Should I grab him?” The quieter brute asks his brother with no facial tattoo as he tried approaching the sniper who started shaking out of anxiety pushing over another droid and flinching to the clash.
None of the four heard the double doors open as the Kaminoan lead the new medic into the room to assist the situation. Before immediately ducking when the smaller transport droid was tossed toward their direction.
“What should we do?”
“H-He’s hurt. He’s going to pass out”
“Or hurt himself more”
“Excuse me…” The medic caught the three’s attention while the sniper continued to do his thing. “May I?”
The obvious leader got out of their way pulling his smaller brother close to him as the brute acted as a shield in case of anything. But the four brothers watched as the droids stopped approaching and suddenly turned off. The sniper quickly turning to the medic seeing the remote in hand that handles control for every droid in the room at that time. He suddenly held himself stepping back as his back pressed against the wall while they slowly approach moving a few droids move along the way.
“Next time request for me to assist your injuries. Clearly, droids aren’t your favorite” They said as softly as they could watching him relax a tad. “Can I get a name?”
“CT—-“
“No, I know you have a name…You’re not a number”
The tension instantly relieved itself in the room as the sniper softens before them.
“C-Crosshair…” Cross sheepishly admits that’s what he picked his name to be as the medic held their hands out for him to take carefully.
“Nice to meet you Crosshair, now can I please assess your injuries?”
“I-Uhm—“
“It’s Y/N. I’m not going to hurt you. I won’t let anybody else touch you okay? We’ll take this one step at a time”
______
The sniper sat up in the bacta bath as all he needed was for his lower half to be submerged. He watches his medic take inventory of all the travel patches, put in new orders for certain medicines, check his vitals every ten minutes, put in orders for future exams to other patients, and practically do their job when they were stationed in Kamino. But every now and then, his medic would sit beside him for ten minutes of each hour to read over old cases. Deceased cases. The sadness in their face only made him upset and every time he tried to talk, it was usually at the end of the ten minutes before they got back up to work again.
Then when it was about time to be taken out of the bacta tank for the night and carefully placed on a bed to sleep the night, Crosshair suddenly grabbed their wrist to keep them from leaving and looked them square in the eye.
“I know when you’re not okay, and you don’t have to tell me…But I’m here. In any way possible” Cross frowns releasing their wrist as Y/N stood for a moment before walking away from his bed to turn the main medbay lights off letting the night ones turn on. He was expecting them to leave but to his surprise, Y/N pulled a comfortable chair over to sleep in for the night.
Y/N sat beside him feeling the tears instantly roll off their face as Cross was quick to take care of a few.
“I don’t want to lose any of you”
“It’s going to take a lot to tear us apart” He reassures continuing to take care of the tears as he gently lifts their chin for them to lock eyes. “We’re not going anywhere…I’m not going anywhere”
heya, I'm bringing a request, if that's okay. a drabble with our Bad Batch looking after the reader (gender neutral) after they can't stop grieving following yet another loss or terrible encounter. a platonic/familial relationship between the BB and reader. thank you kindly, and I hope you're doing okay there
I’d love to, I already have a thought in mind
oh my god The Different Perspective is such a good read, absolutely love me some platonic Bad Batch with protective fatherly relations and especially that ending?? giving up what you love for a better future? ogh my heart thank you~
I’m so glad you liked it 🥺
Like. I wanted canon bits of course of course. But as I was finishing it I was just. Yeah I knew what kind of ending I wanted for this
The Different Perspective
Crosshair [CT-9904] PLATONIC • Bad Batch’s Kid • SFW/ANGST • She/Her Pronouns • Canon Bits • Utility!Reader • TW: Third Degree Burns / Nightmares
Requested by: Anon
Hey lovely, are u alright? It’s been a while 🥲
Ah!! I know I’m so sorry 😭
Life has been a bit more on the harder scale and if this about the fic, I didn’t forget about it! Im sorry it’s taking so long
Y/N: Whatcha doing with Tech?
Echo: He was having some anxiety
Hunter: So we decided to use some of his own research to good use
Y/N: He looks like he’s about to fall asleep in that position
Tech: *being squeezed in Wrecker’s embrace to calm his nerves which lead to him limply relaxing*
Crosshair: At least he’ll sleep good tonight
I got a fic idea based on the trailer. But I’ll write it after this request
BABY AHSOKA, I REPEAT, BABY AHSOKAAAAAAAA
EDIT: HER MOTHER IS PLAYED BY JANINA GAVANKAR AND SHE SAID THIS
Oh and Dave was being, well, Dave, lmao
I won’t leave you
Crosshair [CT-9904] • They/Them Pronouns • Tw: S1 Finale • Jedi!Reader
As the five watched Omega look out to the remains of Kamino, Y/N turned their attention to Crosshair watching his body tense every now and then.
“You’re my brother too” Omega frowns telling Crosshair before heading back into the Marauder.
“Y/N?” Hunter calls out to the Jedi frozen in their own bubble. He knew what they were doing and the others understood. Omega and Wrecker of course going to be hesitant to the change.
But they’ll reunite again soon
Crosshair felt the weight get heavier when he heard the Havoc Marauder leave the dock. His shoulders relaxed and the weight made him drop to his knees.
They left him
Again?
Really…
Why?
Why…I thought
I thought a different outcome the second time around…
The tears formed in the corners of his eyes, falling naturally. He was given up on. But it hurts more than the first time. He understands now about the first time.
Crosshair flinched feeling Y/N’s hand rest on his shoulder. The Jedi stayed behind. His Jedi stayed behind…
“You’re stupid you know that?”
“Mm. Better then what Kenobi has told me during my padawan days…But yes. I guess so”
“They’ll come back for you yknow” Crosshair frowns as Y/N knelt beside him taking his right hand into both of theirs.
“Too bad they will be disappointed” They frown turning to the marksman. “I’m not leaving without you again”
——
“I am not leaving you Crosshair” Y/N states in the hanger standing out in the open while minimal fire occurred.
“Then join me cyar’ika”
“You know I can’t do that”
“Well. I’m sorry then” Crosshair pointed his rifle as Y/N just stood there.
The Jedi have fallen, and you were…okay to fall with the rest. But a point very clear to the others of the bad batch
The marksman never misses
——
“You stayed with me even after what I did to you?”
“If you truly wanted me dead, you would’ve head or chest. I don’t wear armor like the rest of you. It would’ve been quick and dirty”
“I-…I hurt you twice. Hunter stopped me the first time and the hesitation the second time. How could you forgive me for all of that?”
“Scars are scars, Crosshair” Y/N states resting their hand where their neck met their shoulder. The scar from the blaster in the hanger. “I’m not defined by mine, and I’ve been told I’m too forgiving”
Y/N eventually adjusts themselves to sit as did Crosshair to be more comfortable.
The marksman and the Jedi were going through…enough
“This means you still love me…”
“Mm. I could never stop loving you. You’d have to launch me into the galaxy without a helmet to get me not to. But even then I always will” They turn to Crosshair seeing him clench his head as they carefully traced his scar with their finger tips. “You hurt me, you did. But you were controlled. And then abused by the empire. You knew and didn’t want to believe it” they said softly watching him relax more to their touch.
“…how could you ever still love me when I’ve become an enemy”
Y/N brought their knees to their chest resting their chin on their arms. “How could you ever love a Jedi who never knew about the deep secrets of the council…”
Crosshair turns to them as Y/N hasn’t stop looking at him since they’ve been on that floating platform.
“I’ve killed”
“So have I”
“I hurt you”
“And I hurt you”
“No you didn—-“
“By leaving you to suffer” Y/N states, seeing him turn away covering his face with his hands to avoid them seeing the tears forming even more than before. “I should’ve fought. I’m strong enough to do so, but Wrecker was down…We couldn’t risk Omega…couldn’t risk anymore. But that doesn’t excuse the pain I’ve caused you by leaving you behind”
“They were Hunter’s orders” Crosshair mumbles into his hands groaning to the headache he’s experiencing through all of this.
“When have we ever listen to Hunter? Hell. He didn’t want us together. But we didn’t care. I didn’t care about the council. You didn’t care about the GAR….we..uh”
“We were planning to leave…before the Order”
——
“You should cut your hair short. You’d look good with short hair”
“Maybe when we runaway from it all. Then we’d have all the freedom we had wished for to do more risky things” Y/N smiles laying on Crosshair listening to his heartbeat as he runs his slender fingers gently against their back.
“What would the others think?”
“Mm. It’s better to disappoint four close friends than what? A million”
“Maybe more. Let’s be real”
Y/N laughs making the marksman smile to the sound of their laughter. Frankly, he could listen to them talk, laugh, sigh, anything..all day. Every day.
“I want to marry you the second we are safe and away from it all”
“Is that what you call a proposal?”
“Mm. No” Crosshair slips out from under them hearing their annoyed sigh.
As the Jedi slowly sits up propped up by an arm watching Crosshair kneel at his footlocker going through each compartment before presenting them with a small black box.
“Cross…”
Cross opens it presenting the beskar metal in the bunk’s blue lighting before getting on one knee taking his rifle into hand looking Y/N in the eye.
“Y/F/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?”
Y/N sat up entirely bringing themselves to the edge of the bed. Taking the ring box into their hands before smiling, setting it off to the side grabbing the back of his neck bringing him forward pressing their forehead against his. Crosshair knew that was their yes and immediately smile setting his rifle down bringing them into his embrace.
He’s lucky
——
That they’ll never leave him
The two laid beside each other staring at the stars. Crosshair hears them sigh out of old habit in the silence as he turns to them seeing their fixated gaze on the sky above while they fiddled with something on their hand. He slowly realized that the ring they used to wear on a chain as a necklace, was now on their ring finger.
“Y/N?”
“Hm?”
“You’re not reading my—-“
“I stopped when you asked me to marry you, and well. I tried when we were at a stalemate but it just..broke my heart” Y/N choked on their words. “You’re still my Crosshair. The chip just hurt you and I’m sorry I left you. I’m so sorry I left you behind. I left you to suffer and get hurt I—…I’m so sorry Crosshair” as they balled, Crosshair pushes himself up and leaned over them reaching to their face gently wiping away their tears with one hand as the other kept him up.
“I hurt you…and I love you. I’ll always love you, and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry”
Y/N wrapped their arms around him bringing themselves to his embrace as Crosshair held them close to his person. Ultimately falling on top of them hearing that laugh of theirs roar out of them. He fucking loves that laugh of theirs. He rolled over for them to lay on top of him as they held onto each other like it was the end of the world.
But they were content
Happy.
The morning it rained and they stood in the rain. Crosshair looking up at the dark clouds feeling the rain hit his face as Y/N held him rubbing his back to the rhythm of the droplets hitting his armor. Resting their head against his chest.
“Would you have left with them?”
“No”
“Why?”
“No one ever truly wants to be alone, and I wasn’t going to leave you alone” Y/N looks up at Cross seeing his gaze turn to them. “I won’t leave you”
And the timing of the Marauder returning couldn’t be more perfect. When they landed, the ramp opened and they didn’t leave the ship. Simply waited.
Crosshair couldn’t wait any longer as he presses his lips against theirs for a small moment. Only to part keeping his attention on them, only his Jedi.
“We can finally have that life we’ve wanted”
“We can”
“Fucking. Finally.” Crosshair suddenly picks them up bridal style carrying them onto the marauder, simply enjoying being with them again.
All of them.
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