#the tech turn

[imperialsprig]

Double meme with @the-tech-turn !

I love the way they drew Tech, he's so precious (˚˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )

Once I was at my computer, I did a digital version of him because I'm working on proportions 🙃 I may have focused too hard on his dumb head

[tahny-andthe-diamonds]

⚠️TW: Vampire Violence, I mean it this time! (blood, gore)⚠️

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Don't tell me you all forgot about Kahtzi.

Something Something, vampirism and the subtext of sexuality.

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[physicsisphantastic]

The Tech Turn

Poly Bad Batch x Jedi General! Fem Reader (no clonecest)

Warnings: NSFW, the tiniest little bit of questioning your relationship w Tech

a/n: 3401 words, I intend to cross post on AO3. Only briefly edited! Don't judge too hard. Porn with more plot than the last story lol. Also, I know the ship 'upgrades' and 'missions' are vague but I am not THAT creative nor do I know anything about Star Wars ship inner workings to be able to write good detail on these. I was really nervous writing Tech as I find it hard to get his characterization right (I am too dumb for him, it seems) so let me know what you think.

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It had been the best three weeks of your life.

Three weeks since the drunken night you confessed to your squad that you were harboring less than appropriate Jedi General to Clone Trooper feelings for them. Crying that you were clearly deranged and greedy for wanting all of them, insane for wanting to break your Jedi code, and unethical for taking advantage of your position as a superior officer. Clone Force 99 had reassured you they each had similar less than appropriate feelings for you, and you had all agreed to explore whatever this… thing was between you all.

The next morning you had confirmed individually with each man again that they knew the risks, and all had agreed they felt you were worth them. You had exchanged some rushed kisses, however, an urgent mission to Kashyyyk to protect a force sensitive Wookiee baby from Seperatist hired bounty hunters had acted as a rather critical distraction. The mission was reassuring, however, that you could still work well together despite the feelings between you. You had felt some concern that these would be a distraction as you had been taught - that attachment would be detrimental to the smooth functioning of your squad that you had built carefully over the year you had been assigned to them.

Since agreeing to engage in this unconventional relationship, you had hoped to get your hands on them quickly, ideally in the middle of them in a group setting (who could blame you?). However, with the mission delay you overheard your boys agree that individual stolen moments would be more possible and if you were willing when they engaged, they would make their own moves rather than wait for the perfect moment. Your stomach did a little excited flip at the thought, and you waited to see how this might play out.

Cue the best three weeks ever.

Hunter had been first, before you had even left Kashyyyk. This surprised you, as Hunter was usually more measured in his decisions. You suspected that his hurry had something to do with watching you soothe and cradle the little Wookiee to your chest once you rescued him. You noticed Hunter move closer, protecting you both aggressively like a human shield. His intense hungry glare felt almost visible through his helmet, as he watched you make little stones dance in the air to entertain the rescued baby as you all walked back through the dense forest. The minute you had handed the baby back to his mother and exchanged pleasantries with the Wookiee leaders, who had insisted on feeding you all before you left the planet, Hunter was dragging you by the hand into the ship while muttering something about a leadership briefing to his brothers. He shoved you into the Maurauder's small storage compartment, hot breath sending tingles down your spine as he ripped off his codpiece and pressed you face first against the wall, feeling him already hard against your ass. He flipped you around and took you deep against the wall, his thrusts almost animalistic, biting marks along your collarbone, and begging to come inside you "gonna fill you up" "so good for me beautiful". You came so hard you saw stars, with your back against the wall, legs tight around his waist, and most of his amour still on.

Wrecker was next, two days later when the bruises on your neck left by Hunter had darkened and he had caught a brief glimpse under your robes. You were on Coruscant to refuel and stock up, with each of his brothers occupied with their assigned tasks. Wrecker had dragged you back into the ship and up into the gunners mount to "teach you about the big guns", but promptly settled you on his lap with his large hungry hands skimming across your body. Wrecker had always been the most physical with you, as he was with everyone, piggybacks, hugs, or a reassuring hand on your back or shoulder were not uncommon. You had even slept in his bunk a few times, when nightmares of past traumas had been too intense and he had scooped you into his arms, his warm protective hold lulling you to sleep. You were unsurprised that he was just as tactile in a sexual regard as well - hands and mouth hungrily skimming over your body as you rode him. You thanked the force that the dock was quieter than usual, and Tech had landed you all in the most secluded corner, as you loudly tipped over your edge with Wrecker groaning praises into your skin, "so good for me" "taking me so well" "thats it sweet girl, take what you need", gripping your hips, and thrusting himself up to meet your bouncing.

Crosshair - not to be outdone by Hunter or Wrecker - had been next. Slipping through the door of the refresher behind you one evening after a particularly long training day, he approached silently but clearly wanting more as he placed his hands on your hips and drew you forward into a harsh kiss. You watched his cocky smirk as you stepped back and started to undress, stepping under the warm spray of water as you listened to the clattering of his armor to the floor. You found yourself with your hands flat against the wall, moaning loudly as he knelt behind you, face buried deep exactly where you needed him. He took you in that same position, legs spread, long cock driving deep as his quiet shuddering groans echoed around the room. He hooked an arm around you waist, whispering "give me one more", as you came, his thrusts faltering for a second as you clenched around him.

Echo had been the most considered, taking the initial week after your confessions to sit with your new arrangement. You knew he had not been with any woman since he was rescued, and were correct in thinking he might be nervous about how sex would work in his new body. You slipped into his bunk one night, claiming wanting warmth and comfort, and you gently kissed him to sleep, letting him get used to feeling your body in your skimpy sleep clothes with his human hand, and using his scomp as an anchor to keep you close. The next morning when the others had left their bunks, you coaxed him awake, encouraging him to feel you, as you felt him all over clearly paying attention to gentle stimulation around his ports and prosthetics. You came hard but quietly, with his whispered encouragement in your ear fucking you slow and deep in missionary, with his scomp hooked around your back and human hand braced beside your body "thats it sweetheart" "you feel amazing" "let go baby I've got you".

The second and third weeks had been full of other stolen wonderful moments, big hands, rough lips, warm bunks - not to mention you had never come so many times in your life. Three weeks of bliss, with one glaring, concerning issue.

Tech was yet to approach.

When you had initially joined the squad, Tech had taken the longest to get used to your presence. You thought it would be Crosshair - but your ability to quickly respond to his snarky quips and your understanding of his deep care for his brothers had warmed him up to you faster than anticipated. You had sensed that change was not quite so simple for Tech, and that the cold politeness months into your assignment was less rudeness and more difficulty adjusting. He had insisted that you were indeed a tactical advantage to their squad, and your presence made logical sense to excel in their mission outcomes, but was yet to treat you any more warmly. The tipping point was when he was injured on a mission, and you had gently applied the stitches across his hip, talking him through the process kindly but clearly to calm his mind as well as his body. He had warmed significantly to you after this incident, and Tech had told you that he had come to value your input on his ship, appreciating you assistance with maintenance and upgrades. Wrecker had assured you was extremely high praise from Tech ("he always complains about us helping him wrong!").

Tech had seemingly been as enthusiastic as the others in engaging in this relationship, and had assisted in setting clear boundaries (although after confirming that yes - you would date them and no one else - yes you were aware they would not engage with each other directly but would participate in sexual activity with you as the focus - no you could not get pregnant on the republic provided hormone shot - he had tried to ask for a full list of kinks with approximately 30 items already on the list for your review, you had suggested that if someone wanted to do something kinky, they just ask first…).

You assumed three weeks of watching you with his brothers might have encouraged him to engage, but at most you had exchanged a kiss under the console after you had assisted him in fixing something and nothing further. The lack of any kind of initiation of intimacy from him had you concerned.

So, it was time for a plan.

On your next mission, you directed the team to allow you and Tech to stay back as you were not all needed and would like to complete some ship upgrades that you knew Tech was genuinely planning. The clones bought it without any questions, as they much preferred you assisting Tech than having to themselves (and they found the less questions they asked, the less of a lecture Tech provided…).

Wearing a particularly pretty but impractical set of lingerie under your robes you had chosen that morning, you wished the team good luck and walked back up the ships ramp and into the cockpit, locking the door behind you just in case. The lingerie was planned as encouragement for yourself, however, doubt filled your mind and you did feel a little bit stupid in it now you were alone, watching Tech in the pilots seat hunched over his datapad. As the door of the cockpit clicked closed, you suddenly felt more anxiety rise up in your chest - what if you had this wrong and it isn't nerves, but he didn't want you? You shook your head slightly to rid yourself of the negative thought, and decided you could tackle whatever the answer was.

"Ok, shall we begin the upgrade?" Tech suggested, not looking up.

"Tech" you said, quietly "I thought maybe we could talk first".

He ripped his eyes away from the datapad, and tipped his gaze up to meet yours.

"About the plans for the upgrade? I recall running you through these yesterday and was certain you understood them?"

"Not the upgrades, Tech" you walked across the room and gently perched in the copilot seat, turning to face him "I want to talk about you and I"

He furrowed his brows and slightly tipped his head to the side at that, clearly confused.

"I had thought we had already accurately defined the parameters of our relationship"

You fidgeted with your fingers in your lap, nervous "Yes, but you… we…" you looked up into his big eyes "You haven't you know… wanted to touch me? Like the others have?"

Tech was silent for a moment, and then placed his datapad down gently, leaning forward to look further into your face.

"Am I correct in assuming that you think I am uninterested in sexual relations with you?"

You felt your face flush, and you looked down, continuing to fidget with your fingers "Yeah…"

Tech stretched forward, placing a hand over yours to stop your fidgeting.

"That is not the case" he clarified, stroking his gloved thumb over the back of your hand, your body tingling from his light touch.

It was your turn to look confused now "Then…. why haven't you… done anything?"

"Apologies if I misread this situation, but I thought you might require a break" he said, like this was obvious fact.

"A break?" you answered, confused "from what?"

"Based on my research, human females may experience several negative side effects from over exertion due to extensive sexual contact including but not limited to fatigue, soreness, dryness, chaffing of the…."

You cut him off "Wait…. you are worried that I am… too tired for you?"

Tech nodded. "My brothers are, excluding Echo in this dataset, enthusiastic to say the least when it comes to women, and I am aware that you have begun to engage in relations with them. I noted the hickeys and observed the other bruising on your hips, as well as a pain in your back you appeared to develop yesterday based on your change in morning yoga routine, and determined that this indicated you would require a reasonable break between sessions. I also noted the potential emotional impact and wanted to ensure you felt valued and not used, overwhelmed, or distressed. Considering these factors, I have not been able to find an optimal time in the last few weeks, between my brothers to ask if you would like to engage in intercourse with me". He reached for his datapad, and opened it to a calendar with coloured dots and notes, turning it in your direction "I have been tracking when intercourse occurs as closely as I can without being present myself, and as you can see, there has not been a suitable opening of greater than three days between my brothers and missions to approach".

"You are concerned I am emotionally distressed or injured?"

"Well, fatigued, or experiencing negative side effects is more accurate. But simply, yes. You require a break, I am patient and more concerned for your wellbeing than my benefit. I would have approached when a suitable moment presented itself."

A huge uncontrollable smile broke out on your face. What an absurd, lovely man you had before you. Too smart for his own good. You grabbed the datapad from his hands and gently placed it aside, standing up in front of Tech.

"Tech, in all your data collection, you forgot something" you whispered as you gently slid yourself into his lap to straddle him, hands on his chest. Tech gasped and immediately grabbed your hips, holding you firmly on his lap, a light flush forming over his cheeks.

"I am a Jedi", you slid your hands up and around the back of his neck, "so I have more stamina", you pushed your chest forward to be flush with his, "and when I agreed to progress a relationship with five soldiers, I absolutely knew what I was getting myself into".

Tech squeezed your hips gently, over the same spot Wrecker's hand shaped bruises were fading.

"But the bruising… and your back?"

You smiled, "I know how to take care of myself, Tech, and will tell you if I am uninterested or in any pain" ghosting your lips over his jawline "plus, I kind of like the marks"

Tech stuttered from your warm breath and light touch of your lips over his face "…I will make a… a note…"

"You are surprisingly sweet, Tech, but I want you as much as I want your brothers… why do you think I sent them away today?"

"I did consider that possibility among several others, but mostly thought you were interested in the upgrades"

You giggled your face still barely a centimeter from his, your voice breathy, "I am, but I am interested in something else first".

Tech smiled, one hand moving from you waist to your cheek "Well, I better not keep you waiting any longer". He closed the gap between you, kissing you firmly. You felt the weeks of waiting through his lips, and they insistently moved with yours.

You kissed as his hands started to move, slipping up under the top portion of your robes to your flushed skin. Exploring, learning, cataloging your body as you suspected he would. You were suddenly very aware of your core pressed against his armour as he shifted in his seat, slotting your hips in closer.

"Mmm yes Tech", he smirked at your small noises, working on slipping the top half of your robes to review the pretty lace bra underneath.

"All this for me, darling?" you nodded, arching your back as he skimmed his gloved fingers over your barely covered nipples "Wanted to look pretty for you". He smiled, moving his lips down to skim over a faded bruise on your collarbone from one of his brothers, "Breathtaking".

You smiled, and leaned up to tap the side of his goggles, turning on the recording function "So you can watch it again later". He sighed into your mouth as he kissed you again, satisfied that you knew him well enough to know he would like to relive this moment again.

You both continued like this, kissing, touching, removing armour and clothes as you went, until you were in only lingerie on his lap, with only his pants and your underwear separating you both.

"Please, Tech" you squirmed on his lap as he ran one fingers along the middle of your clothed centre, teasing. He tapped on your hip lightly and you lifted just enough so he could scoot his pants and underwear down with one hand, using his foot to push them down to his ankles.

His hard cock sat between you, warm and throbbing. You settled your hips back down against his bare legs, reaching down to give it an experimental stroke that made him hiss.

"You know I had planned this moment, imagined how it would go" he admitted breathily, as you continued to stroke him steadily. He pushed your lingerie to the side to gently slide a finger inside you and run his thumb gently over your clit, noting how wet you already were for him.

"I would expect nothing less" you said, breathing unsteady as you pushed down on his hand, seeking more pressure.

"This is not how I had anticipated it, however, I cannot deny that the reality is already exceeding the fantasy"

Pushing a second, and then third finger in, you moaned, your body aching for more friction.

"Please Tech, more" he slipped his fingers out and studied your shallow pants and flushed skin closely, satisfied with your reactions.

"Alright, one moment" he lifted you suddenly with both hands under your ass and he stood, turning to place you on his pilot seat.

You squeaked slightly as the cold metal touched your thighs, and giggled to yourself as he awkwardly pulled his boots and pants off.

"Much better" he said, seemingly mostly to himself, scooping you back up into his arms and laying you back on the ships console, supporting you with one hand under your ass as you wound your arms around his neck to steady yourself, "Ready, darling?" you nodded eagerly.

You both moaned as he slowly pushed into you, allowing you a moment to adjust before he started a steady pace, muttering as he fucked you "your core is several degrees warmer inside, fascinating" "feels so much better than I predicted" "so beautiful like this" "I want more data on all of your reactions".

You squirmed and clenched around him, nearing your climax, which he clearly noticed as he snaked a hand down to circle your clit.

"Come around me darling, I want to feel you" he gasped as your walls clenched around him, and with a few final thrusts he finished, moaning into your ear and holding you close.

Catching your breath, you giggled and leaned up to kiss him, "Worth the wait?".

"Yes, but I estimate we have two more hours until my brothers return and I plan on collecting significantly more data on you", he smiled, "If you do not need a break, that is".

You laughed lightly rolling back your shoulders and comically stretching, as Tech slipped out gently and he lifted you off the console into his arms like you weighed nothing, walking you towards the door.

"Mmm I think I can manage more data collection, if you agree that the ship upgrades can wait"

Tech huffed, amused, and pinched your ass to make you squeal as you headed towards his bunk, "Well you will have to assist me with those tomorrow… but for now I will be taking full advantage of my turn".

[archivistofnerddom]

Omega is joining the Rebellion as a pilot.

There is a very real possibility that she will cross paths with both Luke and Han — and oh boy!

Can you imagine her challenging these two to flying competitions? Even better, can you imagine her getting her hands on either (or both) Luke’s X-Wing or the Millennium Falcon? Yeah. That’s a series of Star Wars shorts I’d watch.

I can’t tell if Han would be terrified of her or outright despise her, but Chewbacca would definitely love her. She’s figuring out how to do stuff with the Falcon that Han didn’t know was possible. (Would she figure out how to improve the Falcon over Han’s vehement protests? Depends on how much time she has on her hands.)

Luke would probably be awestruck and mildly in love at seeing the stunts she’s can pull in an X-Wing. That boy had hillbilly/redneck tendencies on Tatooine, so you know he’d vibe with her Batch (and ARC Trooper) chaos. He’d ask her to teach him how to do that with an X-Wing (up to and possibly including one of her signature moves, the Tech Turn).

[differentfandomsandthings]

Omega's flying has gotten so much better! She did a great job with that "Tech turn" lol and Tech walking out of the Marauder dizzy🤣 He's just getting a taste of his own medicine lol. He was so supportive though all he did was encourage her🥰

[chaosjedimasterk]

TEACHING THE DAUGHTER HOW TO DRIVE - EEEEEEEEEE

[tahny-andthe-diamonds]

Can we say, "Ultimate acts of self indulgence?" Once more with feeling. Eeeee, So funny thing about this AU, it was actually "Written" before I had even started on Disgrace. Throwback to the first Bad Batch Fanart I actually did before I made this blog! I knew it'd be better as a comic which I wasn't capable of this time last year, but also would probably be more engaging if people knew who Tahny was. That being said, Tahny is the least Tahny thus far for my AUs, turns out not having billions of credits makes her a bit more grounded as a person. This will be another multi-parter obs, I'll probably get through a couple more of the turned in request tickets before story boarding part 2! This is a little early for the spooky season but it's still very late summer coded and I wanted to give myself time to try to wrap it up by the end of the year. I think it's going to be like... six parts. Some stylistic growing pains, but that's to be expected. This isn't going to be a 1:1 interpretation of Michael's story. It's a dash of what I feel Star's experience might've been like, refitted to the batch boys and then ran through the Cross X Tahny filter. If you haven't seen The Lost Boys, this is probably giberish lol. GO WATCH IT!

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[tahny-andthe-diamonds]

⚠️TW: Vampire Violence, Your Faves being real dicks about it.⚠️

=-=-=-= Part 1 Here =-= Part 2 Here=-=-=-=

Tahny not being able to get it up for any one but Crosshair may be a detriment to the whole vampire thing. A look at everyone's hunting styles, almost, and halfway through this version of their story!

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