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If Wrecker has a million fans, I am one of them. If Wrecker has ten fans, I am one of them. If Wrecker has only one fan, that is me. If Wrecker has no fans, that means I am no longer alive. If the world is against Wrecker, then I am against the world. I love #Wrecker till my last breath.. .. Die Hard fan of Wrecker. 

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ok but like

hear me out

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I've seen a lot of HCs of Tech and Crosshair as twins. I also saw one of Tech and Wrecker being the twins.

But I raise you one! Wrecker and Crosshair are the twins.👀

My evidence:

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Bad Batch cadets could have their own show

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I feel so bad for the guy that had to be Tech’s flight instructor on Kamino. Just like imagine feeling happy and secure in your job as a clone cadet flight instructor, and then this scrawny little clone who’s about five years younger than the others in your class with giant round goggles and his hair standing on end from shorting out Kamino’s entire electrical system on a dare marches up to the flight simulator, looks at you, and says, “Look, sir, let’s not kid ourselves here. There’s nothing about flying you can teach me that I don’t already know. I’ve read every flight manual ever written and can recite the specs of any standard ship in the galaxy. My enhanced mental abilities allow me to process information from multiple sources faster than you can even remember what you ate for breakfast. I’m already a better pilot than you will ever be, so just give me the score that we both need to be done with each other and let’s move on with our lives” and then slams on the gas

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@swsource​ star wars week: day 5 – don't make me nickname you clones & chosen names

no guarantee or ambition for absolute completeness

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Lula lamb and centaur Wrecker having a nap on eachother

Centaur Wild West AU

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Baby batch after a long day filled with training. Someone should have told Tech to finally put down his datapad and go to sleep.

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Human Shield: Part 1

Since Wrecker can remember, he's put himself in harms way to protect his brothers. He always knew he'd be the one to execute plan 99.

When things start going wrong on a mission, Wrecker comes to understand that the day for that sacrifice has come

Or how Wrecker got his scar.

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Content warning: Self-sacrifice, thoughts about dying

Decided to post this in multiple parts, mainly because I wanted to share this bit already :)

Inspired by this post by @squad-724

Enjoy :)

Read on Ao3

The last few droids present panic at the alarm, leading to them being easier targets than usual. Even through his armor, Wrecker can tell the air is getting dangerously hot around them. They haven't got long. Thankfully, it isn't far to the exit.

When they were growing up, it didn't take long for Wrecker to be much bigger than his brothers. So, he started shielding them. It became one of his unspoken duties.

Wrecker tanks hits and draws fire whilst his brothers complete their objectives. It feels right, quickly becoming second nature. Wrecker knows that's why the Kaminoans made him this way.

As useful as his knowledge in weaponry and explosives is, that usefulness pales in comparison to his brothers abilities. He can arm and disarm bombs as fast as he likes, Tech's mind, Crosshair's sharpshooting and Hunter's senses are what get missions done.

But Wrecker can keep them alive. That's what his enhanced abilities are really about.

At some point during their cadet years, Tech started a digitalized and numerically ordered list of their plans. It grew along side them, some plans so obscure they'd never get to use them, some just added as a joke.

They all have favourites, plans they've been waiting to call for years. Wrecker has favourites too, mostly ones that allow him to show off his expertise in demolitions. But the one plan Wrecker considers his plan, the one he'll have to execute one day, is the one he likes least.

Plan 99, the plan to lay your own life down for your brothers, for the mission.

Wrecker always knew the day would come, and when it does, he'll be ready to do what he needs to do. For his brothers.

He has a bad feeling about the mission from the start. Something feels off. Hunter feels it too. He seems on edge.

Everything goes normally, well even, for most of the mission. But Wrecker stays alert. And it's a good thing he does.

The room where everything goes wrong houses a generator of some kind. Huge and powerful, large pressurized tanks fuelling it. They cross half the room fine, taking out droids as they go. But then a siren starts blaring, and the large machine makes unnerving noises.

It's overheating, going to explode. Wrecker's the first to understand what's happening, yelling for his brothers to run, get out of there as fast as possible. It's unclear weather the reason for the danger is a trap set for them, or a genuine malfunction. They don't have the time to consider that.

If those doors don't close, they're all dead. As fast as Wrecker and his vode can run, they'll never get far enough away from the explosion. With the door shut, there'd be a buffer between them. Wrecker internally curses the separatists for their bad safety measures, even if there's a high chance this was done on purpose. Wrecker tries the door once more, to the same result.

They clear the room, Wrecker slowing down to make sure his brothers get out. But when he goes to shut the heavy blast doors on the generator, something's wrong. It won't stay closed. It shuts, but then it hisses back open sluggishly.

The rest of his squad don't seem to have noticed, still running on.

It suddenly hits him that there's no way they're all leaving here alive, that this is the day Wrecker's been aware would come. This time when the two sides of the door slide closed, Wrecker grabs hold of them, pressing them together. His arms burn with the strain, but Wrecker pays the feeling no minds. It's not like he'll live to experience the consequences.

A strange calm washes over Wrecker. He's spent so long thinking about this day, about dying for his brothers, that the feeling's almost familiar. It's strange, thinking that he woke up that morning, not knowing he wouldn't live to see another.

He had plans, things he thought he'd do. They'd picked up some interesting fruit the day before and Wrecker was looking forward to trying them. He'd also promised Tech he'd help do maintenance on the Marauder. He'll have to manage without Wrecker, though he's sure Tech will do fine on his own.

Wrecker rests his helmet against the door. He can't tell if he's imagining it, or if he really can feel the heat from the other side through the metal. He briefly wonders what will kill him first, the explosion, or the ceiling's imminent collapse. Either way, he's going out with a bang. How in line with his personality and interests that is almost makes Wrecker laugh.

It's a stupid thought, but for a moment, Wrecker considers what will happen with the stuffed toys he's collected over the years. They take up a decent amount of storage space on the Marauder, so it would make sense for his vode to get rid of them. Wrecker hopes they keep Lula. His brothers made her, so she's special. She also doesn't take a lot of space.

“Where are you Wrecker?” Hunter's voice over the comm channel startles Wrecker. He sounds almost irritated. It dawns on Wrecker that he completely forgot to announce what he's doing.

“Plan 99. Finish the mission without me.” There's a slight tremor to Wrecker's voice thanks to the strain of forcing the door shut. He's entirely composed otherwise.

“What?” Crosshair hisses.

“What do you mean 'plan 99'?” Hunter asks, throwing Wrecker somewhat. He didn't think Hunter would forget a plan, he never has before.

“Self-sacrifice, remember?” Wrecker says, trying to remind his ori'vod.

“We know that Wrecker.” Tech says.

“You're not dying today, vod.” Hunter says. “Get your shebs over here, and that's an order.”

Wrecker laughs. “Can't do that, sarge. Door won't close, and if it doesn't, the fire'll just funnel though the corridor and kill us all.”

“Wrecker.” Hunter's tone is warning.

“I can hold them closed.” Wrecker says, sighing softly to himself. A metallic creak resonates behind the door. He's not got much longer, but his brothers will be safe. “It's what I'm made for.”

For a moment, Wrecker hears the commotion of his brothers talking over each other, then, it's all drowned out as the generator finally gives out. The explosion is deafening, unbearable heat enveloping Wrecker as the door warps and breaks under the pressure. Pain grips Wrecker's body like a vice, the world around him still impossibly loud as the building caves in.

Then, everything goes black and Wrecker is plunged into nothingness, thoughts of his brothers safety quieting any fear that threatened to rise in his chest in that final moment.

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I need TUMBLR FANDOM TO SEE THIS

Can you imagine?!

And maybe they weren't able to get to him quickly enough too?! Did they think he was dead?! Were they allowed to look for him, or forced to finish the mission first?!

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Archiving my hidden warm-up layers

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Did anyone ask for more centaur Wild West au? No? Well too bad;

Llamataur Tech! He’s a smith and tinkerer, happy in helping 99 on the ranch with repairs.

Elktaur Crosshair. One night he returned to the ranch with a rifle and good quality cowboy hat and refused to elaborate. He hunts and scares any predators that could try to kill the sheep or chickens on the farm, especially at night when the sun doesn’t burn his skin or eyes

Mustang centaur Hunter. Alongside Wrecker he helps with the sheep and chickens on the farm, ya know, shaving them, carrying hay, gathering corn on the field and eggs in the chicken coop.

Clydesdale centaur Wrecker and baby lamb Lula, a sheep that lost her mum and no other would take her, so Wrecker raised her instead. Lula then refused to sleep with other sheep, instead sleeping with the taurs (mostly Wrecker). Wrecker, like Hunter, takes care of the sheep, he also helps with plowing the fields

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Can we talk about him yet?

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my little bad batch series finale tribute piece. gonna miss this show a lot :,) <3

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something that makes me incredibly happy is that since the Batch live on Pabu that means it's a 100% guarantee there's a picture of Wrecker holding a giant fish that's as wide as he is tall with just the biggest grin on his face

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The first half of season 1 is all about hitting Wrecker in the head, and I agree.

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I need TUMBLR FANDOM TO SEE THIS

Can you imagine?!

And maybe they weren't able to get to him quickly enough too?! Did they think he was dead?! Were they allowed to look for him, or forced to finish the mission first?!