(450 words.)
On some days, Crosshair has no problem asking for a kiss and a cuddle.
Other days, however, it’s his biggest challenge.
It usually boils down to who’s around, if he’s having a good day, if he’s stressed about anything, how sleepy he is, and so forth.
He’s always in denial about being needy. Point it out, and Crosshair will let out a huff as he comes up with any and every excuse.
“You’re far worse than me.”
“Is showing affection now considered being needy?”
“Fine, I’ll keep my hands to myself, then wait for you to backtrack, and beg for affection.”
One of Crosshair’s favourite things is head rubs. Give him a good fussing, and he’ll forever be yours.
Again, Crosshair doesn’t openly ask for it. He’ll rest his head on your thigh, and hope that you’ll automatically begin petting him.
If you don’t pick up on his hint, then he’ll pick up your hand, and rest it on the crown of his head. You can’t make that any more obvious, right?
Crosshair tends to be the bigger person in bed, but on the odd occasion, he’ll want to be the little spoon, or rest his head on your chest as he snuggles up to you.
Again, that is the perfect position for more head rubs.
Crosshair isn’t one to double text - he’ll text you once, then wait for your reply - but on days when you’re busy or distant, Crosshair will send another message after a few hours.
It’s often something small, such as “are you alright?” or “I’m here when you’re ready.”
A minor sign to show Crosshair’s presence, and patience. Honestly, talk to him when you’re ready. He’ll never get stroppy over your schedule, especially if you’re having an off day.
He does the same after an argument. You’ll storm off into separate rooms, and after some cool down time, Crosshair will be the one to text you, “do you want to try and talk this out?”
Crosshair doesn’t get jealous easily, and if he is showing signs of jealousy, he’ll never admit to it.
If somebody is paying too much attention to you, Crosshair will simply loop his arm around your waist, and stand there patiently as the stranger puts two and two together.
The aftermath, however, is a total sign of neediness.
Holding hands. Making out. Sitting on his lap. Crosshair will go through every trick in the book to show that you’re his.
And even after the stranger has left, he’ll still cling onto you like an affectionate tooka; maybe it’s some form of reassurance, or maybe Crosshair is simply letting his guard down.
Who knows? Enjoy it whilst it lasts!
Despite everything.
YOUNG SILCO YOUNG SILCO YOUNG SILCO YOUNG SILCOPOOOOOOOO
A short, 1.2k word fic. Smut.
Female reader.
Crosshair is struggling with your ‘no strings attached’ arrangement, as he finds that many, many strings are attached.
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18+, minors DNI.
els <3
⋆𐙚₊˚ biker!ellie taking care of you
⋆𐙚₊˚ riding ellie’s strap
⋆𐙚₊˚ scissoring with sub!bottom!ellie
⋆𐙚₊˚ ellie riding your face
⋆𐙚₊˚ “on your knees.”
⋆𐙚₊˚ ellie making you take it from the back
⋆𐙚₊˚ pussy slaps with ellie <3
⋆𐙚₊˚ sucking ellie’s nipples
⋆𐙚₊˚ ellie fingering you in her car
⋆𐙚₊˚ jackson!ellie
abs <3
⋆𐙚₊˚ riding abby’s strap
⋆𐙚₊˚ dom!abby and her obsession with doggy style <3
⋆𐙚₊˚ riding abby’s fingers
⋆𐙚₊˚ sub!abby eating you out
⋆𐙚₊˚ sucking sub!abby’s nipples and eating her out
⋆𐙚₊˚ scissoring with abby
⋆𐙚₊˚ taking care of sub!abby
⋆𐙚₊˚ seattle!abby
⋆𐙚₊˚ taking care of ceo!abby after a long day
⋆𐙚₊˚ wife!abby when you get a new house
What the FUCK did the animators put into Crosshair Bad Batch to make him so hot
Like HONESTLY
Wrecker: When are you gonna fall in love?
Crosshair: I can’t even fall asleep.
Silco: You anger me so quickly. It’s remarkable.
Y/N: ????
Y/N: i literally said like two words to you
Silco: And yet here I am, boiling with rage.
Not to be taken seriously, just a few traits I’ve picked up in people, based on who their favourite Bad Batcher is. Gender-neutral!
Hunter - You are a fan of one of these things, if not both: rough and rugged men who come across as dominant, but are actually submissive, OR sad little wet dogs. You know those ’sponsor an animal today!’ adverts, and they show you all the animals with their sad lil’ eyes gawking at the camera? Yeah, that’s Hunter. You probably have a comfort item of some kind - a teddy, blankey, pillow, etc - and heaven forbid you ever wash that thing. They’re fragile, okay?! Holding hands is one of your favourite forms of affection, along with head massages, and words of affirmation. You big, sappy baby.
Tech - Nerrrrd. No seriously, you’ve got to be a geek of some sort. That, or you’re the total opposite to him. A goth, perhaps? Maybe you like Tech because he reminds you of your dorky high school days when you were bullied for your basic interests. On a brighter note, Tech fans are always sweet and kind, straightforward, possibly a little… autistic. You probably own a fidget item of some kind, and you love ‘floor time.’ Oh, and one of your favourite things on a man are their thighs - perfect cushions!
Wrecker - You’re 100% an angel, alright?! I’ve never met a Wrecker fan who isn’t the sweetest soul to ever grace this earth. You’re probably not into the gym - if anything, you prefer food, and you’re more than happy with your size and figure. You always have that one jacket that you wear, despite having a wardrobe full of others. Bright colours are your favourite because they’re positive, and who doesn’t want to be surrounded by bright and happy colours? You probably also own that Lula plush too, or you’ve made your own. Crafty lil’ nerd.
Echo - Either you drink wine, or gin. Or you don’t drink at all. There’s no middle ground here. You definitely sleep in a bed full of blankets and pillows, only to push them off during the night because you’re too damn hot! Cuddles are a very comforting thing to you, and one of your favourite forms of love language. You’re either incredible at maths, or shit. Overall, you’re soft and tender, but damn, you can bark when you really want to, and Maker forbid that anybody ever feels your bite!!
Crosshair - Okay, but… you don’t have daddy issues, that’s the thing. Everybody assumes that because you’re a little edgy, when in reality, your trauma stimulates from elsewhere. Childhood bullying, perhaps? You know how everybody is either a black cat, or a golden retriever? Yeah, you’re a black cat, but that doesn’t mean you prefer solitude. You don’t let just anyone into your circle - trust is a big thing, and it takes a long time to build up with you. However, when someone gets through, they find out that you’re just a big sappy baby. A big sappy baby who prefers to be the little spoon.
To all the shirtless Hunter requests! He washed his bandanas with the whites and now the bad batch have pretty pink briefs.