@therealmrsobi-wankenobi and I both agree that Tech’s first attempt at a joke would be making fun of how short Hunter compared to the rest of the Batch

THE CAVALRY HAS ARRIVED!

happy wrecker Wednesday ☺️

“This is Kix and Crosshair and you’re watching Disney channel!”

@hannahowlk/@212th-legion and I did a collab! She drew Kix and I drew crosshair! :)))

Hunter fluff

This is peace is dedicated to the lovely and amazingly talented @s-pirth-lemonade who has just the most wholesome and beautiful drawings

Summary: In the morning Hunter doesn’t want you to get up and start your day. Pure fluff.

Word count:800

“Don’t go yet, cyar'ika,” Hunter hugged your waist a little tighter to keep you in bed.

You laughed, though your voice was still a little croaky from sleeping.

“I have to, Hunter. I promised Tech I would help him.”

“He can wait,” Hunter buried his face in your shoulder and his black locks fell forward and tickled your skin.

“Stop,” you laughed without any edge in your voice, clearly enjoying his clinginess.

“Just ten more minutes,” he whispered into your ear in his smoky voice and you melted into his arms. How could you say no to this man?

“Alright,” you lifted a hand to stroke his hair, it was all over the place without his usual red bandana.

You turned back to see him and saw a warm smile spread on his lips as you agreed. He lifted one hand to cup your cheek.

“You’re so beautiful in the morning,” he looked at you adoringly, his eyes big and genuine.

You smiled shyly and looked down. He lifted your chin with his fingers and made you look into his eyes.

“You are beautiful, mesh’la,” he repeated, a little firmer this time.

“I could tell you the same,” your eyes lingered on his shiny and tangled black hair, warm eyes and the tattoo that covered half his face.

He sent you a crooked smile.

“But your hair is a mess,” you laughed and he couldn’t suppress a laugh either and ran his fingers through it.

“Can I brush it?” you smiled sweetly at him and he raised a brow.

“You can do whatever you want with it.”

“Even cut it?” you laughed jokingly. You would never have done that. You loved his hair just the way it was.

“Let’s not get carried away,” he laughed again. “You might be my whole life but cutting my hair?” he tucked one lock behind his ear. “That’s on another level.”

“Of course, sorry for suggesting it,” you smirked, trying to suppress your laughter which you knew you could never do with him next to you. He knew your body better than you did and he saw how the corners of your lip curled up and you were trying to keep your breath.

He shook his head with a faint smile tugging at his lips and snatched the comb from the nightstand.

“This would be acceptable,” he teased you as he handed you the comb and you accepted.

“Acceptable? Just acceptable?” you smiled in knowing disbelief as he laid his head in your lap and you ran the comb through his thick locks.

“Yeah,” he closed his eyes and smiled, clearly enjoying the gentle touch.

“Sure, it’s not like your favorite thing or anything,” you teased him and he opened one mischievously shining eye to send you a playful look.

You continued brushing his hair and when it was perfect you just put the comb away and started playing with his hair.

His whole body was relaxed, his eyes closed and his breathing steady as he enjoyed your tender touch.

Your fingers started wandering around and you followed the lines of his tattoo and stroked his face, admired his long lashes and perfect features.

Then he caught your hand, placed a kiss on your knuckles and interlaced your fingers. You smiled down at him.

“Are you going to fall back to sleep?”

“Me? Never,” he answered in a sleepy voice, not opening his eyes. You let out a soft chuckle and remained silent for a couple of seconds to just admire his beauty.

Then you glanced at your nightstand and saw just how late it was. You looked back at Hunter who seemed to be soundly sleeping and you tried to gently take your hand back and get out of bed.

He of course woke up and caught you, not letting you get out of the bed and start getting ready.

“Where do you think you’re going, mesh’la?” he placed a kiss on the tip of your nose.

You smiled guiltily at him. “To help Tech.”

“He’s smart, he’ll figure it out. Needs a challenge from time to time or he’ll never improve,” he said in a very convincing voice.

“Don’t use your sergeant voice with me,” you grinned. “It’s too convincing and everything makes sense when you use it.”

“Oh really?” he grinned back. “Then I just have to tell you to stay here with me the whole day,” he continued in the same tone, his smooth voice making you melt.

“Stop the torment,” you laughed and snuggled up next to him.

He interlaced his strong arms around you and pulled you a little closer.

“This ten minutes is up, maybe another one won’t hurt,” you said and felt his smile against the skin on your neck.

Baby Force 99

I drew these a little while ago but everyone can do with some baby clones :)

Wrecker was a giant baby, Hunter never let them cut his hair, Tech got his goggles very early, and Crosshair was always a little grouch.

I flipped out a bit when I saw Cad Bane in Bad Batch. What do you think is gonna happen? Omega is a smart girl, I think she’ll manage to escape from him.

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