*laughs In Just Found Out That The Girl I Like, The First Person I've Properly Liked, Only Flirted With

Reading Silco x Reader fanfic to cheer up like

dilf rebirth

I have seen a lot of “Tech and Crosshair are twins” discussions scrolling by and I want to join the discourse! I fully support this HC because I have thought this for quite some time. So buckle up babes! I’m tossing my thoughts in the ring!

*stands up, clears throat, and raises index finger channeling my inner Tech vibe*

They are monozygotic twins; one little zygote, two little embryos

The Kaminoans didn’t complain because that’s a two for one deal on soldiers

Out of the Batch they look THE MOST alike: similar facial structure, similar body types (Tech has higher muscle mass because of the difference in their skill sets), exact same height (6’4”)

The only reason they don’t look identical is because of the Kaminoans manipulation of their genetic makeup to enhance their desirable mutations

When they were sitting next to each other in the mess during Aftermath, they gave big “twin besties who do everything together” vibes

Tech understands Crosshair in a way the others don’t. Now you can argue it’s because of how brilliant Tech is and he observes everything. But I stand by my statement that it’s their twin bond. See Kamino Lost:

Tech: Let it go, Wrecker. Crosshair has always been severe and unyielding. It is his nature. You cannot change that. He cannot change that.

Crosshair: Why are you defending me?

Tech: I am not. Understanding you does not mean that I agree with you.

Crosshair understands Tech in the same way.

Tech (imo) is the most vocal about wanting to get Crosshair back. His insistence in season 2 was what convinces Hunter to rescue Crosshair in spite of Hunter’s fears it was a trap. Once again understanding and knowing his twin better than the others.

I probably forgot some things but I’ll reblog this to add those as I remember them.

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Thank you for coming to my Tech talk.

i drew this while reading the first book and was already loving it <3333

3am Hunter I drew with my blood sweat and tears

Hello! Another HC idea 💡

Would you be able to write about the boys and reader working out? What part of their body do they like to focus on, is there a specific exercise, etc.

I would love to think that Echo focuses on his arm (and torso) ; although that may or may not be all that he has :0 Like we have seen him CLIMBING using his one hand/arm only!!! 😯

If you can, can you make the scenarios “suggestive” 👀 I would be all over Echo if I saw him doing a pull-up with one arm.

Thanks and besitos!

Damn, I hope 18+ Smut is okay too, cause this thought carried me to some places....

The Bad Batch x Fem!Reader – Spicy Workout

SMUT 18+

Suggestive/Nudity/FiV/PiV/Oral recieving/aso.

Hunter

His worktout consists mostly of boxing, running and when it arises obstacle courses or sparring matches.

You've watched him work out and see the muscles tighten under his tanned skin. In his muscle shirt and loose training pants. Such an unfamiliar outfit and such a heating sight.

Your pulse quickens and Hunter lifts his gaze, having just done a few push-ups.

"You okay?"

You blink, caught, has he noticed how you adore him?

"Hmm?"

"Your pulse is a little high if I'm not mistaken."

You shake your head as if you have no idea what he means.

He slowly stands up and on impulse you ask, "Can you show me some stuff?"

"Stuff?"

You nod and stand up, you make a few nervous hand movements and say, "Well, you know a few grips, a few moves to defend myself."

He smiles understandingly.

"Oh I see, yes of course, come here".

Your heart skips a beat, such simple words and a very simple movement, Hunter as he holds out his hand invitingly to you and your senses begin to dance a whole new beat. As his hand closes around yours a shiver runs through you, he usually wears gloves, not today, for the first time his bare fingers touch you and you almost lose yourself in that simple touch.

"What's wrong with you today? You seem… amped up"

"But I'm calm," you say uncertainly.

He shakes his head as he turns your back to him.

"Yes, but only on the outside"

"Maybe I'll find this exciting?"

He laughs softly and says "Don't worry, there's no need to be nervous, I'll be careful, I won't hurt you while sparring"

That was not your concern at all, but as far as you are concerned, he should believe that.

"Okay, I trust you"

"Good"

He reached under your arms from behind and levered them out, slowly, gently, just to get you into the stance you needed to get out of. He was pressed up against you, very close, his body heat and every taut muscle so close that it began to tingle under your skin.

"Now, I'm going to show you how to get out of this hold without getting too-"

"No wait…"

He pauses. Before he can really ask why, he smells the answer. A stuttering breath comes over his lips followed by a low growl.

"You want me to hold you like this?" he asks, his voice suddenly a whole touch deeper and huskier.

"Yes…. please."

He spins you around, you still in his grip, your arms levered out with his muscular arms, his hands on your neck, he presses you against the outer hull of the Marauder.

You clutch your legs to his as he pushes them apart to anchor you and arch your back, pushing your pelvis toward the back so you could feel his hard length against your pubic through his gym shorts and your thin yoga pants.You hang in his strong grip and he starts grinding into you, draging his lenght anlong your cunt and makes you moan.

Close to your ear, he moans: "This is just the workout I need today".

Echo

One-armed push-ups, fascinated you watch Echo as the muscles in his arm tense and stand out clearly. Echo topless is simply irresistible. You swallow and lick your lips.

"Mesh'la," he says a little breathlessly, since he's been working out for a while "How long are you going to keep watching me anyway?"

You jump up from your seat startled, you didn't know he had noticed you.

He knows exactly how much you like watching him, after all it's not the first time.

He gets up, comes over to you and sits down on the bench you were sitting on before.

He looks up at you, his typical bashfulness on his face with a hint of mischievousness.

"Want me to do the special work out with you again?"

You bite your lower lip with relish and nod.

"Then you'll have to take off your panties, Mesh'la," he says so gently that your panties almost slide down on their own.

You comply with his request and kneel over his lap.

"Good girl," he coos.

He smiles and says, "You know the drill, hold on to my shoulders".

You do as you're told and his hand wanders over your thighs under the hem of your skirt, roaming over the already tingling skin. You know what to expect and your arousal is already gathering between your glowing thighs.

His fingers find your moist folds and stroke them gently, teasingly, as he lets out a pleasurable hum as you moan his name softly. One finger finds your wet entrance and slowly advances inside you, then very slowly a second, stretching you gently, deliciously.

"Hmmm, Echo."

His thumb settles on your clit, applying gentle pressure. His arm tenses, muscles hard as stone. You can't help it, one of your hands wandered over the arm, feeling it in fascination. He smiles proudly.

"Now be a good girl and ride my hand".

You feel heat rising in your cheeks and your walls tighten around his fingers, you start bobbing up and down on his hand, fucking yourself on his fingers while your pearl rubs against his thumb.

He looks at you, his eyes glazed and dark with arousal.

"Such a good girl, that's it" he praises you.

Your arousal begins to drip over his fingers and hand as you shamelessly chase your climax on his strong hand. You look down and see his hard length twitching in his workout pants. You think this game is too incredibly hot and yet you can't wait for him to ask you to get under you so he can continue his push-ups.

Wrecker

When Wrecker asked you to help him train, you had no idea how it would end.

Wrecker's workout mainly involved lifting incredible weights, you had no idea how you could help him.

When you asked him what you should do, he asked you to undress.

You raised your eyebrows in amusement, "Oh do you want to work with a distraction challenge today?"

Wrecker laughs suggestively, "Yeah, something like that."

No sooner are you undressed he reaches out and presses you upside down against him, his head between your bare thighs. He falls over your pussy with his lips and tongue. He has a firm grip on you while standing in the middle of the training room.

"OH! Wrecker!

He chuckles at your clit.

He murmurs delving into your wet folds, "Not much of a challenge, but a hot one".

He holds you against his body and you support yourself with your hands against his thighs. He's wild, hungry, lapping at your folds and clit, dipping into your slit again and again.

"Taste so goood," he hums.

It tingles it tickles it feels wonderful. Every one of your nerve endings vibrates. As you see his cock swell in his pants, you pull down his workout pants. As you grip his meaty, big erection with your hand and your lips close around his tip, he moans in surprise into your pussy. You pump his hard length in your hand and suck on his tip. He softly bucks his hips up and his cock into your mouth. His face is completely smeared with your arousal.

"Mmm, mesh'la that's a nice little twist," he hums at your clit.

Tech

Unfortunately, he often neglects his training in favor of other projects that keep him busy, however, he needs to take care of his back because first of all he doesn't pay enough attention to his posture and secondly he basically has problems with his back. He is very tall and slim, he tends to let his shoulders droop and his muscles suffer as well.

"Tech?"

"Yes my dear?"

Your beloved genius is tinkering with a new project, an improved scanner that will help keep better track of Echo's vitals and implants.

"What about your workout, you can't put it off again".

Tech sighs. Part of his workout consists of swimming to strengthen his back muscles, he actually loves that, whenever you are near water he really enjoys doing that workout, but right now you were far from any bodies of water.

You see his unenthusiastic expression and say, "What if I reward you for doing your workout?"

Tech raises his eyebrows questioningly as well as with interest.

"A reward?" he asks, slowly placing the scanner and tools on the table in front of him.

You nod with a smile.

A few minutes later, Tech is sitting on the bench in the training room, you've pulled his pants down a bit and have his hard length in your hands.

Tech sits up straight, he pulls some weights overhead behind his neck and pushes them back up. His thighs tremble slightly as your tongue twitches over his cock.

"Good boy," you coo "Keep going."

"Yes, Cyare" he breathes.

You press your tongue to the underside of his length and close your lips around him, bobbing your head up and down. Tech's breath stutters but he pulls himself together because every time he pauses, you stop too.

"Keep going, be my good boy and I reward you".

Crosshair

His workout consists mainly of running and weapons training. You quickly gave up on participating in this. You just couldn't keep up with his long, fast legs when running, he was incredibly agile and he gave everything so that you couldn't keep up at all just to annoy you.

The same goes for weapons training, of course he's better, he's also better than his brothers and he tends to show off and mock more or less in a fun way.

One day when you give up, sulking and retreat he says behind you, "Oh come on, you didn't expect to keep up with me did you?"

You sigh and don't dignify this question with an answer, you know he's just teasing you again anyway.

When he realizes you're not stopping he says, "Okay wait!"

He can't stand it when your attention is no longer on him, he basks in it and enjoys it, lolling in your attention like a cat.

As you slowly turn to him he says, "Okay, I've been gloating, I'll admit that. How about I show you some Sniper training?"

You cross your arms in front of your chest.

" Not sure about that"

"Why? I'll teach you what you want to know" he says, stepping closer to you.

Of course you comply, you're lying in the grass, you have your hands on the Firepuncher and he's giving you instructions. You do well, both of you are quite pleased.

"Now for more interesting things," he says suddenly, laying over you while you're still lying on your stomach holding the gun. Instantly, heat seeps into the triangle between your thighs and your panties become damp. Crosshair presses up against you, one hand slips under your body into your panties and begins rubbing your clit. A small squeak comes from your lips.

"C-Cross!"

He laughs softly, "Let's see how well you do with distraction?"

Not well at all, you miss every target. Still he praises you, it's a little confusing but you don't care either. The way he touches you, the way he pushes himself against you, is much more important. He pulls your pants down, not all the way, but far enough.

"Let's see how you do with my cock working in your pussy".

Heat rises in your cheeks and you moan unabashedly as he pushes his cock, still lying above you, past your thighs and buns and into your pussy. Close to your ear you hear a groan from his mouth.

"Sweet and wet… now concentrate"

He is slowly pounding into you, moaning while giving you orders.

You're overwhelmed, you're hitting next to nothing, but still he praises you, his mind isn't quite on the job either, but that doesn't matter to you or him at this moment.

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going soft on me? [crosshair x reader]

content: penetrative sex, crosshair needs a hug (a lot more in reality but we don't have time for all of that folks)

yeah idrk. this might be shit. i just have a weakness for rough exterior soft interior characters. you guys know.

THIS FIC CONTAINS NSFW CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT 18+ DNI

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You’re under him getting your insides rearranged when you feel his hand slither up your body. His rough skin caresses yours with the touch of almost an entirely different person, slowly trailing up your body until he interlocks your fingers together and stills there, a grunt leaving his parted lips.

The way your eyes open in shock isn't intentional. No, really, you swear it isn't. You're just taken by surprise, is all. You know he's not having a good day, and judging by the pent-up way he takes you after a week of separation, probably not having a good week either.

Crosshair slowly starts moving again, dark and louder grunts escaping his closed mouth with each jerk that sends your chin dipping up and eyes rolling back again. It's dizzying how he anchors both of you with where your hands meet and hold each other; you want to gaze toward them, look at him and see if he's looking at the connection but his thrusts are making it too damn hard.

Instead, you just squeeze his hand softly with a small whine. And he stops completely. For a moment you're scared he's not breathing. But then he exhales a heavy sigh, letting his body fall onto yours completely. You gasp slightly, almost feeling suffocated, but as he adjusts to rest the side of his face beside you, kissing your temple softly and rocking his hips again, you're pleasantly surprised at how smothered you feel, in the best way possible.

Then, he squeezes your hand, tight, and continues working at his pleasure without any regard for you (Not that you really mind, you already came from his fingers alone). But he's so oddly gentle, sort of intimate, fucking you almost like a lover instead of a release he always seems to take from you greedily.

You decide to tease him a little. With a small smile playing across your lips, you turn and whisper to him,

"Going soft on me?"

The loudest noise comes out of him today; a surprised, yet delighted chuckle as he chuckles his head and squeezes your hand again, using the other to grip your waist and readjust you softly. He looks into your eyes, and you swear if you could turn his irises into something touchable you would sink right in `cause you have never seen him looking so delicately ready to break.

"Don't even dare suggest it," He barks with no bite. You just roll your eyes and take your free hand, wrapping it around his neck and bringing him down for a kiss. You won't, because if you call it out too much he'll stop immediately and you'll never get it back again. And you think you like this part of Crosshair.

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Younger Silco, Vander and Benzo Headcanons

(Header artwork by the wonderfully talented @thefutonhermit and used with permission)

I took a very brief break from writing to do something just for fun and to clear my head a bit.

So! I've been having some serious brain rot over these three, and I also absolutely cannot get it out of my head that they shared a place at some point in time and the delightful chaos that ensued with their varied habits and mannerisms. For your consideration:

Eating Habits:

Silco-

No one in the Undercity is a picky eater. Food is too precious

That being said he does have SOME standards

If it's still moving that's a hard no. He'll dispatch it himself if needed

Not a fan of especially spicy foods

Actually enjoys cooking and experimenting with spices and more complex flavors

Wishes the other two would eat slower to appreciate his efforts instead of just inhaling it

Secret sweet tooth. Has a hiding spot for any treats he gets so Benzo and Vander don't 'accidentally' eat them

Vander-

Connoisseur of just about anything. Even things he probably shouldn't be eating

"Vander those leftovers are no good anymore"

"I'll be fine!" (Is somehow miraculously fine)

Banned from cooking after the lobster incident

Tries to get as much protein as possible-gotta build those muscles

"Ya gonna finish that?"

Knows where Silco's stash is but resists the temptation out of respect and knowing revenge would be swift

Benzo-

His standards fall somewhere between the other two, between "Is that edible...?" :< and "Ooh is that edible?! :D

Is the reason they all eat semi-well due to his deals with traders and merchants and access to more and better foods

Will take turns with Silco doing the cooking

Has a more limited repitore but they're all not bad

Is the guy who'll just casually chomp into a hot pepper. Especially if a bet is involved

Fast food junkie

Also knows where Silco's stash is and is the reason it had to be moved

Sleeping/cleaning/etc. down below! :) ⬇️

Sleeping Habits:

Silco-

Light sleeper

Refuses to wear ear plugs out of concern for their place being broken into ('What if I sleep through it?!')

Long pants/long sleeve shirt or tshirt if it's hot

Tea (or whiskey if available) and some reading before bed

Has a ridiculous amount of pillows (and a knife under them)

Sleeps curled in fetal position or on back with arms crossed over his stomach

Talks in his sleep but it's never comprehensible

Vander-

Falls asleep quickly but tends to wake up several times a night

Would probably sleep naked if given the chance but wears boxers and sometimes sweat pants

Sometimes has a smoke before bed (blowing the smoke out the window after the others gave him shit for it)

Only uses a blanket if it's especially cold

Snores but not loudly-more of a snort

Will occasionally...*cough* relieve some tension to help himself get to sleep

Sprawls across the bed or lays on his stomach

Benzo-

Out cold and not even an earthquake could wake him

Sleeps in whatever he's wearing or sometimes nothing if it's too hot

Says a brief prayer for luck every night

Midnight snack king

Does this little squeaking, babbling snore (did not believe the others until Vander recorded it once to prove it)

Burrows under a pile of blankets

Starfish or side-sleeper

Hygiene/Cleaning/Clothing Habits:

Silco-

Is quite fastidious with his personal hygiene

Brushes his hair and teeth as best as possible every day and styles his hair carefully

Bathes or at least showers as frequently as resources and money allow

"Just because we live in a dumpster doesn't mean we must smell or look like it"

Almost fell asleep in the tub more than once

Has a prized bottle of very expensive cologne he stole from a shop in Piltover

Will steal or bargain for the best clothes he can get ("If you're going to command respect, one should look the part")

Vander-

"Eh, I bathed...a few days back. Just gonna get filthy again anyway"

Is the gremlin that stands outside in the rain with a bar of soap and calls it a day ("I'm savin' time and money washing m'self and my clothes!")

Has had to be coerced/threatened into getting in the tub

But once he's in there good luck getting him back out-he'll bring a beer or two and make a little party of it

One thing he's picky about; his hair. Likes to carefully comb and style it. One of his favorite features about himself

Goes for clothing that's hard-wearing and practical/easy to move in

Doesn't do much with the facial hair-keeps it from being too messy that's it

Benzo-

Bathes when necessary "Like a normal person!"

Often the one who has to clean the bathroom when the others forget/refuse

Always uses his favorite spice-scented soap he trades for and will not share

Constantly has hangnails

Puts work into keeping his facial hair styled how he likes

Also likes to keep his style practical and more simple but likes to add some embellishment when able

Has a rubber duck he absolutely refuses to admit to having

What did you like in this season ? Favorite part ?

Young Silco licking his lips.

And Ekko trying tea for the first time.