#tbb wrecker

[jackmaniaman]

Photogenic fellas

[daidrm]

Grading

Tech has seen firsthand the two do this exact thing.

Bonus Sketch:

[coyote-femme]

so what if I sucked his dick. his knuckles were split and bloody from defending my safety and my honour what else was I supposed to do

[raspberry-tooth]

Can we talk about The Bad Batch aesthetics for a minute?

Because

They really went all out with the landscape/architectural design

[westwardwanderer]

The Bad Batch

I guess I can count this as my first real attempt at drawing my favorite batch of clones.

Was gonna do a version of this with my oc but figured it looks better with just the boys lol

[ukiyoebirds]

You think you know a guy.

May need to click on the image for better resolution. I can't make myself compromise on 300 dpi.

[copacabana-badbatch-au]

Introducing Wrecker!

Wrecker grew up in the Bronx with his three brothers, the son of New Zealand immigrants, a few streets over from his older cousins Echo and Fives. He was conscripted into the Army in 1942 at eighteen and was quickly pulled into the Office of Strategic Services by Captain Rex. Alongside his brothers, he became an integral part of the 99th OSS Operational Group — the Bad Batch. His specialty among them is explosives, finding new and creative uses for each bomb in the arsenal.

Not long after being drafted, he was caught in a bad accident. It left scarring across the left side of his body, cost him the sight in his left eye, and took most of the hearing in his left ear.

Of the four brothers, Wrecker is the loudest and the hardest to miss. He is quick to laugh, quick to act, and genuinely fond of just about everyone he meets. While in active duty, he wrote to his younger sister Omega as much as he could, sending letters stuffed with small trinkets found on missions and drawings he’d made for her.

After the war, he took a job at the Copacabana as a bouncer, a perfect position for his large stature, and one that continues to keep his family close.

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[tanobatcher]

my clone headcanons: seeing you naked for the first time a/n: where ur clothes at 🤨

gn reader warnings: suggestive content

hunter clenches his jaw and runs a slow hand over his jaw, letting out the quietest, raspiest, “fuck…” under his breath. your face heats up a bit, expecting his gaze to roam down your body first, but he looks into your eyes, deep and dark in the way he stares at you. his hands find your hips, pulling you close enough for his lips to brush against yours. “perfect,” he mutters before kissing you, devouring you with a hungry stroke of his tongue as he groans into your mouth. “you’re perfect…”

tech exhales out the last of his shallow breathing, his lips parted in slight surprise even though he expected you to knock the wind out of him like this. you take his hand gently and place it near your torso. “you can touch me,” you tell him, guiding his hand down your stomach, lower and lower. “i want you to touch me…” you whisper. he swallows hard and grabs your hips, pressing his forehead against yours with a ragged breath. “i doubt i’ll be able to stop once i start,” he says quietly.

wrecker blushes at the sight of your naked body. he’s technically braved scarier situations, but this is what gets him. he sits on the edge of the bed with his legs spread and tugs you forward by the back of your thighs, hiding his reddening face in the soft kiss he presses to your stomach. “fuck, you’re pretty,” he mutters, trailing his lips lower in warm, open-mouthed sucking motions that raise goosebumps all over your bare skin. “already knew that, but it still makes me nervous…”

crosshair takes you in slowly, like he’s observing every inch of you through his cold, piercing gaze. your eyes flick away from his from the weight of his perception, but he tilts your face up with a hand along your jaw, pressing his thumb into your chin. he swipes it back and forth as he murmurs, “don’t hide,” and drags his touch down your neck, running a nimble finger down your chest. his touch teases a sharp inhale from you, which he subtly smirks at. “oh, the things i plan on doing to you…”

echo blows out a breath and shakes his head slightly, his soft gaze pausing on you. “you’re beautiful,” he tells you. you see him hesitate to reach for you, so you take his hand and bring it closer. he moves forward despite his initial caution and presses his palm right over your heartbeat, where he can feel it racing fast. “nothin’ to worry about,” he says softly, studying you. you swallow hard as he places your hand over his heartbeat, which is pounding even faster, letting the moment speak for itself.

wolffe is unreadably silent as he just stares for a second. with someone like him, it’s hard to tell if he’s judging you or something else, which makes this even more vulnerable for you. you’re caught off guard at the moment his muscular frame bears over you when he leans in close and kisses you hungrily, roaming his hands around your waist before they dip down to squeeze your ass. you gasp into his mouth, but he just kisses you harder and heavier upon hearing the sound. “mine,” he murmurs under his breath, nipping at your bottom lip. his fingers dig into your skin possessively, feeling you everywhere he pleases. “this is all mine.”

fox leans back in his seat and adjusts his hips, not even trying to hide his desire for you. he cocks his head to the side with a dark and heavy-lidded gaze that traces over you, committing your figure to his memory. he pats a firm hand down on his thigh and orders, “come here,” in that low, demanding voice that tells you he’s not going to say it twice. he pulls you down when you straddle him, sliding his hands up your arched back. “aw, don’t be scared, i won’t bite,” he whispers in your ear.

cody chuckles drily, “you’re trying to kill me, now, aren’t you?” and hums low under his breath as he kisses you, pulling back just enough to meet your eyes. he touches the small of your back before slowly moving lower to cup your ass. you gasp a bit, but you’re not surprised. “shh, you’re alright,” he soothes and rubs his hand over your skin reassuringly. “god, you’re so fuckin’ soft…” he mutters to himself, feeling the difference between the rough pads of his fingertips and your body.

mayday holds you in his arms, a tight embrace that warms your body. he kisses your cheek and lets his lips linger just at the corner of your mouth, whispering, “you’re so lovely,” against your skin. you make a soft “hmm” sound under your breath and tilt your face closer so that your mouth is now right under his, barely any distance between the breaths you share. “i don’t know…” you whisper. he squeezes your hips and slants his lips over yours, parting them hungrily. “don’t ever doubt it.”

rex groans a low “fuck” and sinks to his knees. his hands come around your hips, and his breath warm against your skin as he kisses your stomach. “god, help me…” he whispers hoarsely, pulling you close to kiss a path down lower, teasing you with slow flicks of his tongue that make you squirm and gasp in his hold. “i know, baby…” he mutters in response to your soft noises and the way you grab his shoulders, holding onto him desperately. “just let me have a little fun with you first, yeah?”

fives crushes his mouth to yours before the nerves can even properly settle in your stomach. he cups your face and kisses you hungrily, sucking on your bottom lip in a slow drag that pulls it out before he tilts his head for a deeper angle. “you’re too pretty for me,” he murmurs into your lips, his hands trailing down your body like he’s outlining your shape with his touch. he pulls you closer by the ass, hiking your legs around his waist. “so fuckin’ sexy—” he whispers, kissing your neck.

kix smiles at you softly and cups the side of your face, pulling you into a slow kiss. his body slowly comes down on yours, which presses you into the bed as you lie back, parting your lips under his for a deeper kiss. he slides his hand over your thigh, touching you like you’re made of glass. you whimper when he kisses down your neck, moving down your body. “you’re beautiful,” he whispers, settling between your legs with his kind eyes on you. “i want you to feel how true that is…”

jesse pauses at first, staring at you with a wide, lovestruck gaze. he opens his mouth to speak but ends up exhaling softly. “i—wow…” he says and grips your waist, his eyes just wandering over you before he looks up at you. he leans in close, and you think he’s going to kiss you on the mouth, but he kisses your jaw, slowly trailing lower as his body sinks down with his lips. you breathe shakily when his kisses tickle your chest, while he murmurs, “even prettier than i dreamed…”

hardcase looks at you like he’s planning to pounce with the intention of eating you alive. mischief sparks in his gaze as he kisses you hard, grabbing the bare skin just above your hips with a hungry groan. “fuck, look at you…” he moans into the kiss, lifting you up against him. “been waiting to get my hands on you like this, mhmmm,” he presses his forehead to yours, panting slightly to catch his breath. your breath catches when he lowers his voice and whispers, “been waiting a long time.”

gregor swipes his tongue over his bottom lip in a subtle licking motion, staring at you as if the rest of the world around him has disappeared. he takes you in his arms gently and rubs his hands down your back, slow to fit his mouth against yours in a deep, shuddering kiss. “what should i do with you first?” he teases lightly, dipping his head to kiss your neck. you squeeze his shoulders and suck in a breath. “whatever you want,” you tell him quietly. “oh, i know what i want,” he mutters.

howzer swallows the lump in his throat. “you just love torturing me, huh?” he rasps, moving forward so that you’re forced to lean back until you’re sprawled out under his body. you push your fingers through his hair right when he leans down to kiss you. he pulls back to take a sharp breath, gently stroking the side of your face. “you’re beautiful,” he tells you honestly, slowly inching his touch down your body. “i’m gonna take care of you now, okay? you tell me if it’s too much…”

emerie subconsciously lets her gaze wanders down your body, but she seems to blink hard when she catches herself, blushing slightly. “my eyes are up here,” you tease, your smile slowly fading when her hands find your waist, rubbing circles over your skin. your lips part to release a quiet breath, feeling her touch all over even though it’s concentrated in one part of your body. “so, i can’t look at you?” she replies back, her tone matter-of-fact despite the subtle smile ghosting her lips.

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