Lyni To Phee As Tech And Crosshair Argue, "Should We Tell Them They Never Turned The Machine On?"

Lyni to Phee as Tech and Crosshair argue, "Should we tell them they never turned the machine on?"

Phee, "No, I want to know how long it takes for them to realize."

Lyni, "Fair enough." And holds up the stop watch she had started when the argument begain, "Six minutes so far."

Too cute 🥺. I especially love the little blep at the end

otter-wan says it's time for BIG yawn and commander cuddles

I love big brother Rex. He'll protect his kid sister from everything, including the slave outfit.

Rex won't stand by that bs

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Chronicles of Batch Mom Echo

AKA four examples of Echo being the batch’s last straw tying them to reality <3

Sources and a side note ⬇️

This post was suggested by someone on my Instagram (you can follow me there if you want; there's a bit of content overlap, but I do try to upload different stuff there when I can)

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Bad Batch - Afterlife? Hunter

You weren't sure how you got here. You were walking down the street and felt the gunshot, remembered falling to your knees and things going dark. But then you woke up here, surrounded by corridors and people you did not know.

Looking around you heard someone threatening another with death if they continued talking about the dead son they had murdered. So you hurry away from those voices to find yourself in a giant room that looked like a honeycomb. The voices were coming up behind you so you quickly begin to climb down it and hid from people in the shadows of the darkened room.

Quickly darting though the ground floor you found another door that lead to more corridors. Then you realized that you were feeling a breeze and looked at your clothing for the first time. Or your lack of it.

That morning you had dressed in a long sleeved sweater, jeans, and boots due to it being cold out. Now you were wearing a sleeveless garment that fell to your mid thigh, and very little else. Looking around you found that the doors had names on them. Maybe this place had a room for you where you could find a more stable outfit while you figured out what was going on.

Hurrying forward you found that there were less and less female sounds coming from the rooms around you. It was starting to be only male sounds. And that was something you remembered too well from your days as a slave.

You wanted to go back but by now you were well and truly lost. Panicking you started to hear a voice, no multiple voices that sounded almost identical. CLONES!

Instantly you remember the Bad Batch who had helped you a few times before. Specifically the kind eyed Sargent Hunter who had helped and held you against his armour to protect you from the blasts of bombs or gunshots from the few droids still left in the area. Part of you still wondered what it would feel like to have him hold you without the shell between you. Now with a goal in mind you hurried forward asking if anyone had seen him with his longer than normal hair, bandanna and skull tattoo on half of his face. Soon you heard the familiar smoky voice, "Y/N?"

Whirling to see him walking towards you as if in a trance you cry, "Hunter," before running to him and crashing fully into his chest with only his reflexes making sure the pair of you don't fall over. But you don't care as you bury your face into his shoulder and clutch him, feeling his arms go around and finally feeling safe for the first time since you got here.

He must feel you shaking because he softly says, "Hey, I've got you." Rubbing small circles into your lower back with one hand, "I'll keep you safe." He didn't say it but you could feel the promise in his words. Leaning slightly back, "Lets get you somewhere safe." He was checking your eyes and you nod.

Sadly he released you from the hug but kept firm hold of your hand, guiding you though the confusing halls that all look the same with his unerring sense of direction. You couldn't help the smile that crept over your features even as you extended your legs to full capacity to keep up with him. Soon the two of you reached a door which he opened with a code on the side and pulled you in before locking it behind the two of you. He then guided you though the living area and directly to the rooms on the other side, opening one to show a bedroom. Letting go of your hand he goes to the drawers and pulls out sweatpants and a t-shirt that were obviously his, "You'll probably be more comfortable in these," he says as he hands them to you. Before you could respond, "I'll be in the living room when your done."

With the door firmly closed on him leaving you in his room, you quickly change out of the short garment and into his clothes. Enjoying the double comfort of being fully covered and having his smell on the shirt you were wearing you slipped out of the room to find him setting the table for two. Hearing the door open he looked up at you and smiled, "Thank you Hunter," you finally were able to say."

He took a moment to answer you, "It's my pleasure." Swallowing as you cross the room to him, "I thought you might be hungry."

You interrupt him, "You thought right." Going over to the pot on the stove, "This smells delicious."

"It's pomleek soup," you turn back to him where he is now leaning on the counter. Continuing, "It will take a few minutes to warm up if you want to tell me what happened."

Taking a chair at the table you tell him everything from the strange shot that morning until he found you. Finally ending the story as he brings over the bowls of soup for the two of you, "Do you know what this place is?"

Hunter shook his shaggy head, "No, we don't." There is a sigh through his nose as you start eating and you look up at him, "We've gathered some Intel though." You nod and between bites of soup he tells you what they had learned. And together you begin to plan the next steps.

I love this beautiful interaction between the twins.

inspired by one of @here-comes-the-moose 's posts !! thought it was funny so i drew it xP

( idk how tumblr works im so sorry sdfsdh )