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Tech (TBB) Fic Recs

I Think I Might Be In Love With You by @kaminocasey

Tech's Tattoos by @kaminocasey

Jealous? It's Obvious by @nahoney22

You Look Absolutely Irresistible by @nahoney22

Racing Ahead by @nahoney22

The Beginning of Something by @nahoney22

A Soft Touch by @nahoney22

Lighting Your Heart by @nahoney22

Companionable Silence by @thenonsensebatch

Guess I Waited To Long 2 by @originalcollectionartistry

Communication by @myoongiverse16

Making Eyes by @crosshairs-wife

Private Lesson by @moodymisty

Handling by @moodymisty

Jealousy by @hunnythebee

Terrible Liars by @photogirl894

Isn't It Obvious by @photogirl894

Secrets Out by @photogirl894

Over Drinks by @photogirl894

Glasses by @rainydaydream-gal18

Check Up by @rainydaydream-gal18

Over Doing It by @hunterssecretrecipe

Point Counterpoint 2 by @sporadicthingcollection

Star-crossed Lovers by @seriowan

Keep Me Close by @the-marshals-wife

The Three Kisses by @moonlight-sonata99

To Be Loved By Him by @starryevermore

Transparency by @pizza-writes

Tech Support by @techtalksfics

Talk Too Much by @writing-positivelyexisting

When He's Injured by @cl9neclubh9use

Seeing Double by @ghostofskywalker

Alone Together by @jedipoodoo

Alone Together by @eyecandyeoz

Domestic Tech by @wild-karrde

Love, Love, LLOOVVEE!!!

Congrats on 200 followers!!

May I please request Echo with number 2 por favor 🥹🥹

Now this is an Echo prompt I can write… 🙈 Apparently I am all about soft Echo right now. 🥲 So this was more fluffy than spicy, but hopefully it’s a pleasant read! 💕

Echo x GN!Reader - 411 words - suggestive but SFW?

You couldn’t bring yourself to leave the refresher. You felt so self-conscious, so absolutely ridiculous… you’d promised Echo a lil something special to celebrate your anniversary together, but as you studied your scantily-clad form in the mirror, all you could hear were negative thoughts. Pulling on a robe, you resigned, defeated, and headed out to the living room where you’d told him to wait for you. He met you with a smile, as always, looking up from his scomp with an almost bashful expression. All this time and he still had self doubt. It warmed your heart, actually, to realize he shared your struggle in a way, and you snuggled up next to him, pressing yourself against metal and flesh alike under his thin loungewear.

“I’m sorry…” you admitted, “I had this cute outfit but… I just can’t… I look gross.”

He leaned away slightly, just enough to be able to see your face, cupping it gently with his hand. “I thought we agreed not to hate on ourselves,” he said quietly, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“We did… I just… had something different in mind.”

“I did too,” he soothed, words holding more meaning than just the current situation.

You chuckled dryly, opening your mouth to respond, but his lips covered yours immediately, his body revealing his desire as he pressed into you. Kisses deepened, tongues caressing each other and teeth dragging across lips, then he moved to your neck, sucking and nibbling so suggestively that you felt an immediate tingle between your legs. His hot breath reached your collarbone, and with an inquisitive glance to you, he began sliding the robe off your shoulders. Pushing back the hollering voices in your head about all your doubts, you shrugged it off, revealing your outfit and all your flaws along with it. His pale golden eyes dropped, taking it all in with the softest, most worshipful expression, before he looked back up to your face.

“That is the most attractive thing I have ever seen in my life,” he said, voice cracking with unexpected emotion. He ghosted a hand across you, reverently, slowly, then ran it gently down your arm.

“I appreciate that, but…”

“If you won’t listen to my words, listen to this,” he interrupted, husky with desire. He scooped his arms around you, careful as always with his metal parts, and laid you back on the couch to lavish you with affection and cover you with his love.

I miss him sm like I can’t wait for January. I don’t know how I feel about like using my tumblr tbh

😤

Okay, there has been someone using my work, copying it with very slight changes. I'm not publicly calling you out yet, and considering you use my work you are probably following me, I guess you're going to see this. You better take down those copied works, or I will call you out publicly. I've seen it before, but these peeps at least tried to make changes and mix things up a little, but this is just audacious.

This was super duper sweet <3

who needs a reason? (Echo x Reader)

I've had these in my drafts for a year and I'm just now getting to them with three hours until midnight. Happy New Year and happy season two, everyone!

Notes: Mostly fluff, mentions of Echo's PTSD in regards to explosions, Echo's insecure about his appearance.

Wrecker's love of explosions was particularly evident as Cid enlisted his and Tech's help with the fireworks display. Echo, however, was a bit more tense concerning the whole thing. It seemed that every once in a while, everyone forgot that he had quite literally been blown up.

"What would you like to do for the new year?" you asked him.

Echo rested his chin on your shoulder, "I'd really just like to get some peace and quiet, cyar'ika."

You glanced around the Parlor. Cid had a couple distinguished clients visiting tonight, the kind that preferred to keep a low profile. She was throwing this New Year's party in order to help them blend in, which meant more work for the rest of you.

"You think they'd miss us for a couple hours?" You asked as you finished cleaning the last of Cid's drinking glasses. Omega and Hunter were unloading the last of the drinks behind the bar, and Ketch and Bolo were stringing up the lights.

"You'd better not be breakin' any of my glasses, sweetheart!" Cid snapped in your direction. You rolled her eyes at her usual irritability and set down the last of the glasses.

A couple hours later, the party was in full swing. Cid's Parlor was full of people you'd met once or twice during your time on Ord Mantell.

Wrecker had found someone he could rant to about the fireworks display he'd planned, and Omega listened with rapt attention. Ketch and Bolo's brawls over the slot machines were becoming a popular form of entertainment, and you and Echo were stuck serving drinks behind the bar.

Tech and Hunter approached you two, and Echo got them their usuals.

"Cid's friends?" He asked.

"In her office. She said to come out and see if you needed any help," Hunter took a long gulp.

"We've been doing alright-"

"We could use a break," You spoke over Echo, squeezing his arm. He looked at you in surprise, but Tech just nodded. Hunter winked at you, and you pulled Echo to the exit, up the stairs, and to the streets above.

It didn't snow on Ord Mantell. Too much pollution made the planet too warm for that, so you were met with a downpour of rain. Still, it was a welcome sensation to the heavy air of the Parlor, shut up below the ground.

"You are something," Echo shook his head with a chuckle, staring up into the rain.

"Hey, you're the one who said you liked me," You shrugged.

"Huh, I guess I did, didn't I?" With a devilish grin Echo wrapped his arms around your waist, yanking you off your feet and spinning you around and out to the center of the street, where you were both caught in the pouring rain.

You shrieked with delight, begging him to spin you faster and faster. He stumbled once, and set you down before you could trip and fall into one of the puddles nearby.

"Well, we're here now, what do we do?" Echo asked, taking both of your hands in his.

You looked up and down the empty the street. The rain prevented people from bringing their celebrations outside, and Wrecker might have to cancel his beloved fireworks display.

"We should head inside," You chuckled sheepishly. Strands of your hair were starting to stick to your face.

Hand in hand, the two of you ran through the rain to the Marauder, where you both changed into a fresh set of clothes and sat together on Echo's bunk.

"Think the others will come looking for us?" He asked. He was holding your hand again, his thumb brushing back and forth across your knuckles.

"Who cares? Cid's people showed up, she won't mind."

Echo nodded, satisfied with your reasoning. You scooted closer, draping your legs across his lap and resting your forehead against his.

"You're so pretty," You whispered.

"Shut up," He chuckled immediately. You gently smacked his shoulder.

"I mean it!" You said.

Echo still chuckled, "Can you at least tell me what parts of me you think are pretty?"

You cocked one eyebrow at the challenge.

"Your loyalty."

Echo snorted. "My sense of loyalty...is pretty?"

"Hush," You hissed, "It's very attractive, and it totally makes me weak in the knees."

"Okay," Echo chuckled again, and his scomp arm wrapped around your waist to pull you closer.

"You don't take kark from anyone. You know your own value, and it's immensely beautiful."

"I thought you said I was pretty," He teased.

"You can be pretty and beautiful!" You insisted. You took his cheeks in your hands so that he could sense the weight of your sincerity.

"And your eyes," You said at last, tracing his cheekbone with your finger. Echo had no snarky comment for that one.

"They're so bright, so full of life. They're so warm, and they make me feel safe."

Echo's breath stuttered in his throat as he stared up at you. It was like he was seeing you for the first time.

Your nose brushed against his. "Do I need a reason to think that you're pretty?" you whispered timidly.

Echo's hand came up behind your neck, "Maybe not. But...it does feel good to hear it from you."

You ducked your head to hide a smile as your lips brushed against his cheeks, "I'll tell you anytime you want me to."

Echo hummed happily, "Thanks, cyar'ika."

A tinny chime echoed through the hold, and the two of you jumped up, worried that someone else had returned to the ship. But it was just the ship's chronometer, letting you know that it was officially midnight.

"Well, Happy New Year?" Echo laughed off his nerves.

"Happy New Year," You laughed, hiding for face in his chest for a moment. Echo gently tilted your chin upwards to look at him.

"Can I give you a kiss?"

"Hmm...do you need a reason for that one too?"

Echo shook his head, a smile breaking out across his face, "Never."

His lips claimed yours, and the only rumbling to reach your ears was the rain thrumming against the hull of the ship.

Only two more days until Bad Batch Season Two!

Leave With Me

Cody x Reader

-TBB S2 EP3 fic-

Master list

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You’re an imperial officer who works with clones. Cody tells you he’s going AWOL and wants you to come with him.

(This took me a while to write because I wanted to make sure it was good enough..)

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You were once an officer for the Republic with a nice office and the sun shone through the windows.. not your office had no windows. It was drab and bland.

The one joy you got was when Commander Cody brought you mission reports every day. He always brought a smile to your face.

However today he hadn’t come to see you. You were just thinking that perhaps he was too busy or out on a mission.

It was close to the night when you heard a knock at your door. Cody walked into your office and made sure no one was following him before he closed the door. Which caused you feel a little alarmed.

“Do you not have a mission report commander?”

“No. I.. I came to ask you something”

“Of course Commander”

He sighed deeply and looked into your eyes

“You used to call me Cody.. when we were in the Republic.”

“Well.. once the empire took over you changed.. We were asked to cal you by rank. I just didn’t want to make you angry”

His face fell at your reaction. Why would he be angry at you? Perhaps he did things he couldn’t remember..

“For anything that happened.. that I did to you I’m so very sorry”

He walked over to your seat behind your desk. He crouched in front of you and put his hands around yours.

“I never stopped loving you Mesh’la. I couldn’t help the things I did.. but In the back of my head the two things I remember.. what I did to General Kenobi and my love for you.”

“Oh Cody.. please don’t cry”

His eyes were about to burst. Too many memories flooded back.

“Cyare I’m leaving. I’m getting away from the empire..”

You looked at him in shock. How would he be able to do that?

“Please.. please come with me..”

His hands cupped your faces. How could you say no.. you would go anywhere with him.

“I will. I will Cody but what will we do”

“We will find help.. Gregor escaped mine we could find him?”

“Your too optimistic for your own good”

You both share a small chuckle.

“Well. Let’s do it. I’m with you Cody”

He nodded and pulled you out of your chair and out of your office. There was already a small shuttle on one of the docking bays.

“You had this planned for a while”

“I have.. if I left without you I oeuvre come back to find you later.. but I can’t stay here anymore cyare”

“I’ll always go with you cody”

You take his hand and you walk onto the shuttle and leave the planet to find a safe space to lay low for a while.

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You had both finally found Gregor.. and some other old friends.

“Rex?”

“It’s been a long time Cody. You too”

Rex looked at you and smiled

“Now. How about we get this chip removed. I’ll call the Bad Batch”

“They survived?”

“Yes. Come on we will talk more on the way”

Rex urged your both onto the ship. Cody took your hand in his and smiled down at you. This was a new beginning.. and you couldn’t wait for this new life with Cody.

My husband 🥵

Echo in Star Wars: The Bad Batch, 1.01 ‘Aftermath’

I’m so happy to see my request bring happiness to other Echo lovers 🥰

I personally feel left out as a Latina by the SW franchise. There is a great article about SW giving Latinx characters backgrounds with stereotypes associated with Latinx ppl.

Reading fics of my fav characters makes me feel like I belong in this community! I hope we see more strong women in The Bad Batch!

The following link is to a story written by @zoeykallus who has written a wonderful story about a latine , curvy reader falling in love with Echo, or actually already is and Echo already feeling the exact same for reader. It is just positivity and fluff all over the place and we can all use that. https://zoeykallus.tumblr.com/post/691524199228063744/request-hello-love-ive-been-enjoying-reading

OOOOF THIS ONE IS SO SOFT AND TENDER AND WE LOVE THAT FOR ECHO. Also, I adore Hunter telling him to stop shrinking himself (as someone that probably could use someone telling me that regularly). This is lovely! Thanks for the rec! :)

Participate in Fandom Friday to show your favorite creators from this week some love! :)

Julieeeeee!! Babes you can’t post smut prompts and expect me to not send you something 😈💙

How about these for Wolffe?

6. “You look so good beneath me.”

25. “Does that feel good?”

26. “I want you to ruin me.”

Hope this helps!!

Smut Dialogue Prompts

ERIN heheheheheheh you saw that Wolffe has clearly been on my mind today 🥰 I love my commander grumpy.

let's do something fun and slutty for our moody yet self-indulgent commander shall we?

"I want you to ruin me, Wolffe."

A few illicit, seductive little words whispered into his ear at your booth at 79s led you to where you were now. Wrists bound to your headboard, propped up on your knees with your ass in the air just the way Wolffe wanted. The exact filthy way he'd described to you in explicit detail from systems away on one of your many holocalls.

You were trembling, sweating, shivering and overwhelmed all at once, kept warm only by the heat of Wolffe's body hovering inches above yours. Rough hands smoothed up the curves of your sides, his grip wide enough to just brush the edges of the glittering gray lingerie you'd teased him with peaks of at the club all night. You would've taken it off by now, but he practically demanded you keep it on until he said so.

"If you were going to tease me with it all night, the least you could do is keep it on long enough to let me get a good look at you in it." He had reasoned with you, his voice a lust fueled grumble in your ears while he kissed you in the back of the hover cab on the ride home.

Your innocent teasing mixed with your explicit request had broken Wolffe's brain, snapping his will to resist into tiny pieces. Wolffe loved nothing more than to give in to his most carnal and obscene urges. There was no place Wolffe would not go to satisfy both you and himself.

He took his time kissing down your neck, over your collarbone and down your back. His hands kneaded at your breasts roughly, tracing the patterns of the intricate lace and fastenings keeping your bare skin away from his. His chest completely bare and rubbing up against you as he dipped down for every kiss which made you ache more and more with every passing second.

"You made me wait such a long time to bring you home, you little tease. Now I'm going to make you suffer like I have." He rasped, the vibrations of his deep voice in his chest washed over every dimple and goosebump on your skin prickled up with sensitivity from the tension he stoked between you. Maker- he was good at this. No one else could even come close to what he could do to you.

You whimpered and wrapped your hands around the soft cloth tying you to the headboard. "B-but...Wolffe...I'm sorry." He chuckled, the heat of his exhales warming the wet kisses he'd trailed down the curve of your spine. You bit your bottom lip, shuddering as you imagined how that might feel if only he'd blow just a few inches lower, the space between your legs probably wet enough now to drip onto your bed sheets below.

Wolffe tutted softly, "darling...c'mon you knew this was coming. Been dreaming about you like this since before I even left. Besides...you look so good beneath me." His roaming hands drew back to spank your right cheek hard. You moaned, panting as the stinging sear of contact tingled into dissolving euphoria.

"Th-thank you, Commander." You offered a near breathless reply - part of the stern set of rules he has for you - his warm hand caressing over it now to soothe the sting. His deft fingers peeled up the lace lining your hips and slowly eased your panties down your thighs, lifting them over each knee to keep you in position.

"There's my good girl." He praised, "Is it possible you were acting up a little because you wanted my attention? You wanted this, cyar'ika? Talk to me." He prompted, his grounding body weight lifting off of you as he moved to line himself up behind you.

"Yes, Sir. I needed you." You whined, rolling your ass back into his thighs as he slid his cock through your folds. "I missed you." His firm grip latched onto your hipbones, pulling you flush to him with one hand while the other began to pull at the fastenings at the back of your lingerie set.

"Oh I missed you too, my pretty girl. Can't you feel it?" He groaned, his hips rolling his throbbing cock through your slick to prepare himself. The blunt head bumped your clit lazily and he laughed maniacally as your legs shook at the sudden pleasure recoiling through you. Each building thrust of his hips brought tears to your eyes and his slow, deliberate unlacing of the last bit of fabric keeping your full body away from him had your lower belly burning with need.

"I can feel it, Commander. Need to feel it...more...inside. Please Wolffe. Please." You begged, your own hips beginning to roll to match his thrusts. He tried to hold steady, but his own impatience had him giving in faster than usual. He moaned with his exhale as he tore the lingerie set off of you, tossing it to the floor and letting your breasts press against the sheets beneath you. The contact had your eyes rolling back in your head and your mouth dropping open with a delighted sigh.

Before you even had time to enjoy the freeing sensation, Wolffe gripped your ass and held you open, plowing his cock into your entrance smoothly. His mouth dropped open and a string of curses followed as he split your swollen walls apart around him. You cried out loudly, pulling at your restraints as you searched for something to take hold of while he overtook you.

Wolffe grunted in pure ecstasy, all his pent up stress and anxiety releasing instantly as he tore you apart. Your soft, welcoming insides bringing him to a place of bliss nothing else in the universe could ever replicate. You spasmed around him as he took his time spreading you taut and then bottoming out inside you. His palm slid around to rest on your belly as he pounded you into the bed beneath you, feeling himself within you.

"Does that feel good, cyar'ika?" He teased, pistoning his hips and playing with your clit every so often to make you cry his name mixed with indiscernible moans of pleasure into your soft pillows. You mewled out a hazy, blissful confirmation and he laughed, caressing your thighs. "Fuck yeah, I know it does. Now come for me and I'll think about releasing your binders for the next round."

...which was never hard to accomplish. Not for Wolffe.

The perfect ending :)

Behind the Screen - Pt.3

Summary: Tech has been scrolling for hours, searching for something specific. His little crush on you is constantly sitting on his shoulders, and it’s weighing him down to the point that he’s desperate to find any content that reminds him of you, so he can jerk off and go to sleep! However, what he wasn’t expecting was to come across you specifically, legs spread, hand in between your thighs as you touch yourself proudly on camera.

Pairing: Tech x Female Reader

Tags: Sex work, Mutual pining, Masturbation, Flirting, Smut, First time, First kiss, Light dom/sub, Oral (giving and receiving,) Multiple positions, Dirty talk, Creampie, Pillow talk, Love confessions.

Word count: 6k

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