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happy may fourth :)

as promised, here's the 3 min long edit of the batch!

may the fourth be with you!

(also youtube DEMOLISHED the quality i promise it was supposed to look a lil better than that)

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making a 2(?) minute long edit of the batch,, stay tuned.....

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major bad batch s3 finale spoilers

oh my god guys what the FUCK!!!

THE FINALE WAS SO GOOD OH MY LORD HELP ME

THE ANIMATION, THE INTENSITY, THE SUSPENSe!!! I WAS ON THE EDGE OF MY SEAT THE ENTIRE TIME I KID YOU NOT

AND EVERYTHING WAS SO BEAUTIFUL

OMEGA'S SKILLS, NALA SE'S SACRIFICE, EMERIE (MY BELOVED), wet hair hunter 🤭, HEMLOCK'S DEATH, THE HUG!! PABU, HUNTER AND OMEGA OLDER!!!! ALL BEAUTIFUL!!

but

i feel like

something needs to be said

pls did anyone else feel like we were absolutely BAITED by that cx-2 guy

like i did not obsess over him and make up insane conspiracies just to watch him get brutally impaled..

but this had me thinking. what if they purposefully gave us such obvious clues? what if they intended for the audience to piece things together and figure out that tech was under that helmet? that last little look crosshair gave cx-2 after he was impaled sorta fed my thoughts too

but thats a silly idea sooo not only do i have to cope with the end of the show, i have to (actually) cope with tech's death for realsies!!

anyway, it's been so much fun being in this fandom. i'm not going anywhere, im still gonna write for them and draw them

this show has really been everything to me tho. like genuinely. ive never been so excited for wednesdays, and i actually havent had a hyperfixation quite like this either. im definitely going to still think about this show in my late 60's (maybe even later if my memory doesnt go)

and everyone in this fandom is so incredibly supportive of each other and i love that so much like aaabdksjdjfjfj

i think us fans truly make the experience better for each other :)

🫶🫶🫶

goodnight everyone!

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STOP i had a dream where tech was alive and the batch found him on tantiss and he explained everything that happened to him and everything made so much sense and then they all defeated hemlock. like im not even kidding. best dream ive had in a long time 😭

an artist's rendition of how i woke up:

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It connects, okay!

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hearing rampart scream like a damsel in distress made my week ngl

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im losing hope

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draws omega because this week's episodes destroyed me 😋

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NAAHHH THIS DESTROYED ME OH MY GOD 😭😭😭

The space between Hunter and Crosshair that a certain spectacled soldier with an exceptional mind would’ve been filling oh help me I’m unwell.

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The Bad Batch Flower Field Scenarios!!

it's my bday week and i felt like writing smth cute soo

You and the Batch take a trip to a peaceful planet with vast, blooming fields! All scenarios are romantic except Omega’s!

pairings: the batch x fem!reader (i mean it could be gender neutral if u squint?)

warnings: none, just fluff :)

Hunter

You walked far out into the tall grasses, sticking your hand out slightly to the side to feel them brush against your fingers as the wind pushed them to and fro. You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, enjoying the sounds of the quiet rustling of vegetation and the calming chirps of birds.

A clearing of the throat came from behind you. It broke your moment of enjoyment, but when you turned around to see who it was, you didn’t mind at all.

Hunter stood tall with his hands behind his back. He wore a sort of stunned look on his face as he stared at you, and his hair had been slightly tousled from the wind, but you couldn’t have imagined him looking any better.

“Hello, dear,” you said softly, your voice almost a whisper.

He gulped, you could see his throat bob up and down slightly.

“...I picked these out for you,” he murmured before moving his hands from behind his back to show a bundle of delicate, yellow wildflowers. “These ones smelled the best, so–”

You interrupted him by placing your hands gently on either side of his face. You pulled him in for a tender kiss, and smiled so widely your cheeks started to ache. His gesture left you speechless, and you found that this was the only way to express how you felt in the moment.

“You’re welcome,” he managed to say, smiling back at you.

You took the bundle of flowers into your hands and brought them close to smell them. He was right, these flowers’ pleasant fragrance filled your sinuses, and you let out a happy sigh.

“I love you,” you whispered.

“Ditto,” he chuckled as he grabbed you by the waist to give you a peck to the forehead.

(please someone tell me u got the reference😭)

Crosshair

Crosshair stood on the steps of the Marauder with a toothpick in between his lips as he watched you dance and twirl through the grass and flowers. He couldn’t help but let out a little huff of amusement; your giggles were contagious.

You, on the other hand, didn’t even notice he stood there watching you. You were too busy spinning around and laughing at nothing. The opportunity to frolic in a beautiful and vast field such as this didn’t come around too often. You had to take advantage of it.

You finally stopped and simply collapsed onto the grass. You stared up at the fluffy clouds in the sky, grateful that they blocked the sun from blinding you.

Crosshair, after seeing you fall down, became worried that you might have passed out for some reason. He approached you and let out a quiet sigh when he saw that you were, in fact, not passed out.

“Oh! Crosshair! Lay down with me!” You pat the ground next to you, gesturing that you wanted him to be there with you.

His eyes shifted to his surroundings, then to you. He sat down beside you and he seemed sort of.. uneasy.

“Something wrong, hon?”

“No, nothing’s wrong. But that’s exactly what’s wrong,” he muttered.

You turned to lay on your side and propped your head up on your palm.

“Something has to go wrong,” he continued, almost sinisterly. “I can feel it. It’s too peaceful here. Something will go terribly wro–”

“Shh! Something bad will happen if you keep thinking about it,” you interrupted him. You could kind of see where he was coming from, but it saddened you a little to know that he felt like that.

You took his hand in yours, giving it a little squeeze. You placed your other hand on his chest, very gently pushing him down to lay against the grass. “Just relax.. Breathe… Enjoy this moment while you can,” you said calmly, hoping that you could ease his worries. “We’re gonna be okay.”

He smiled weakly up at you and nodded his head. He closed his eyes and you could see his tense muscles relax gradually.

You wrapped your arm around him and rested your head on his shoulder as you closed your eyes as well. You both stayed like that for a long while, bathing in the warmth of each other and the feeling of safety. 

Tech

You wandered out of the ship with your fingers intertwined with Tech’s. You looked over to him and, much to your surprise, his face hadn’t been buried in his datapad. Still, you noticed it hung from his utility belt.

During your trek, he would occasionally point out a bug he saw and explain the many aspects of it to you. You always found his little ramblings to be quite endearing, even if the topics he spoke of didn’t always engage you fully.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. Your steps came to a stop as well and you turned to look at him curiously.

“Look,” he murmured, pointing the index finger of his free hand at a flower with a dainty, yet magnificent butterfly. Its wings were a vibrant black and yellow, and you couldn’t help but let out a quiet “Ooh” despite having a small distaste for bugs and insects.

“That is papilio zelicaon, or more commonly known as an anise swallowtail,” he explained. “Take a look at the blue spots on the bottom of its wings.”

You leaned forward slightly and squinted your eyes, nodding your head when you saw the characteristic he pointed out. Its wings seemed to almost shimmer as they fluttered slowly. “This butterfly is beautiful,” you breathed in awe. 

“It is incomparable to you,” he said smoothly as the two of you watched the swallowtail take off to the skies. You tried to bite back your smile, but it still showed.

Your walk with Tech resumed, and you looked around the field curiously until a plant caught your eye. You were unsure as to what it was, but it was eye-catching nonetheless. You let go of Tech’s hand and knelt down to get a closer look at the flower. The feeling of your hand leaving him caught him a little off guard.

“Tech, what’s this?” You looked up at him, with a little spark of curiosity in your eyes. It was clear to him now that you were more interested in flora than bugs.

“That is coreopsis tinctoria, better known as plains coreopsis.” He knelt down beside you to look at it as well. “The coreopsis tinctoria is widely abundant, especially in plains and fields. The vibrant colors of the petals were once used for dyes, and since they are edible, they were also used to be infused with water.”

“My genius,” you sighed sweetly. You gave him a playful peck to the forehead.

He turned his gaze to the ground and adjusted his goggles’ position awkwardly. You could tell he was a little flustered, and it made you laugh lightly. 

You picked one of the flowers before standing up, and he followed suit. You took hold of his hand like you did before and held out the flower you picked with a grin on your face.

“Here you go.”

“Oh. Thank you,” he replied succinctly, taking the flower into his free hand. You both continued your stroll through the field until the sky turned to a speckled navy blue, and you noticed that he kept the flower in his hand the entire time.

Echo

You dashed out of the ship almost as soon as it landed, running off far into the field. You dropped to your knees after finding a patch of pretty flowers and you began to pick them like there was no tomorrow. You weaved the stems of the various flowers until you created a ring of vibrant colors from red to white.

“What do you have there?” a familiar voice asked from behind you.

You turned your head around and grinned when you saw that it was Echo.

“It’s a flower crown,” you replied excitedly. “It was actually meant for you, so,” you stood up and dusted yourself off before placing the flower crown around his head, “here you go!” You stepped back and looked him up and down before nodding your head. “Yup, looks amazing,” you chuckled.

He reached up to feel the crown and adjusted it slightly. He smiled at you and nodded his head gratefully. “Thanks, cyare.”

You stepped close to him and gave him a tender kiss to the cheek.

“Can I watch you make another one?”

The question surprised you a little; you didn’t expect him to ask you a question like that. “Oh, sure! I need your help choosing flowers to use, though.”

He nodded eagerly and linked his right arm with your left as you both searched the field for flowers you liked.

Finally, you finished picking flowers. You found a place on the ground to sit and started to put them all together into one ring just like you had done with the crown atop Echo’s head.

“You basically have to take the stems of the flowers and weave them together.. Like you’re braiding someone’s hair, but with flower stems,” you tried to explain to him. He sat with his full attention turned to you. He wasn’t even really paying attention to the flower crown, just you and the way the wind moved your hair to cover your face slightly. 

“Then, you have to add another flower–” He reached out and gently tucked your hair behind your ears. “Oh, haha, thanks,” you laughed. You could feel your skin grow warmer, so you looked back down at the flower crown to hide it.

The flower crown was finished a few minutes later, and you set it on your own head. “Now we’re matching!” You smiled so brightly it seemed to outshine the sun.

“You’re beautiful,” he said quietly before cupping your cheek with his hand and pulling you in to give you a soft kiss.

Wrecker

When the ship touched down on the flowery planet, you and Wrecker walked out of the ship excitedly. You both carried out items to use for your picnic.

“It’s so nice out here..” You let out an awe-filled sigh as you looked out at the colorful flowers that bloomed in pretty little patches throughout the entirety of the field. The weather felt just perfect, and the fact that Wrecker was with you made everything even better.

“You can say that again,” he laughed, taking your hand in his as you scouted out for a nice flat area to set up your picnic.

Once you found a suitable area, you spread out a large cloth on the ground and sat down, patting the space next to you to get Wrecker to sit beside you. He did so and placed the box of snacks in the small space between the two of you. He opened it and handed you a sandwich before grabbing one for himself.

You had made the sandwiches for this picnic, but there was nothing special about them. If anything, they were subpar. You made them out of discounted bread, thin, almost soggy pieces of lettuce, and some cheap meats that you got from a shady stall on Ord Mantell. Despite this, you still found Wrecker chowing down on them and enjoying them.

You took a bite out of yours and frowned as you chewed slowly. You struggled to swallow your bite and looked up at Wrecker worriedly.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t make anything nicer than this,” you mumbled, a little upset with what you made. You almost couldn’t believe that he could eat these sandwiches with such ease.

“You kiddin’? These are the best sandwiches I’ve ever had!”

You gave him a look of suspicion and now you felt even worse. He was just saying that to make you feel better.

It’s almost like he read your mind, as he started to console you. “It's the thought that really counts! Makes everything a whole lot better knowing that you made these for me,” he said sincerely, hoping that his words helped. “I mean, you could’ve skipped out on sandwiches,” he continued, “but you didn’t! You put in the extra effort to make these! That’s what makes it taste good, not the stuff inside it!” 

He grinned at you and your heart melted. You wondered how you got so lucky to have a guy like Wrecker in your corner.

“Thanks, love,” you murmured. You leaned your head on his shoulder, letting out a sigh of contentment as your body relaxed against his. He wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you in closer so he could kiss the top of your head.

“I’ll eat yours if you don’t finish it.” He nodded his head towards the sandwich you took a bite out of earlier.

“Please,” you laughed as you handed it to him.

Omega

You ran through the boundless field, panting and laughing as you kept your eye on Omega as she ran in front of you. You never thought it’d be so difficult to play tag.

You reached your arm out and urged your legs to move a little faster until your fingertip finally poked the back of Omega.

“Tag!” you shouted out, turning and sprinting in the opposite direction as fast as you could.

You could hear Omega’s fast footsteps gaining on you, and you were already tired from trying to tag her, so it would be fairly easy for her to tag you back. You ran in zig-zags, hoping to throw her off a little, but she kept up.

Eventually, Omega got impatient with all the running, so she leapt forward and landed on you. She tackled you down to the floor and could barely call out “Tag” in between laughs.

“Hey! I thought we ruled out tackling each other,” you chuckled as you both sat upright, using this much needed moment to catch your breath. “Jeez, I didn’t know you could run like that.. You’re killing me!”

“I’m not even tired,” she replied proudly, straightening her posture.

“Pssht– Yeah, right!” You rolled your eyes and laughed a little.

“So, what are we gonna play next? More tag?” she asked energetically. You truly did not know how someone could have such an immense store of energy.

You shook your head tiredly. “No, no.. No more tag..” You couldn’t help but be honest with her. Playing tag with Omega was like chasing a wild kaadu. “Hmm… Well, if you’re still in the mood to run, why don’t we get the others to play duck-duck-goose? It’s a bit easier than tag.”

“Duck-duck-goose? What’s that?”

“I’ll tell you later. Race you to the ship!” You stood and hurried to go back to the ship.

“Hey! You got a head start!” she yelled as she scrambled to her feet to run after you.

After gathering the rest of the team, you told them how to play the game and the rules. After making sure everyone understood, Omega started off.

“Duck.. duck.. goose!” She tapped Hunter’s shoulder, and he quickly stood to run after Omega. He was obviously shortening his steps to make the game more challenging for himself, but he ended up tagging Omega before she got back to Hunter’s place on the ground anyway.

The game continued on until everyone had run at least three times. They all seemed to be slightly winded, but having fun nonetheless.

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uhhh idk what ur talking about im so totally normal about this fictional guy

song : What You Know - Two Door Cinema

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I FINALLY GOT HIM

he is mine >:)

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Waltzing (Tech x Reader)

Word count: 1810

Warnings: Some spice? (lots of kissing) I don't think there's anything else worth noting.

HEAVY spoilers for the s2 finale ahead!

I am.. in anguish, to say the least. I have never, in my entire life, loved a character how I loved Tech. So, I’m just gonna leave this here for all of those in mourning ahfjfnkrmf.

It was another one of those late nights; the ones that you spent in Tech’s room, learning about all kinds of new things and making memories with your favorite squadmate. 

Everyone else on the ship was asleep, which was the usual. The two of you were enveloped in silence with only the soft humming of the dim lighting to accompany both of you.

Luckily, Tech let you borrow his datapad to satiate your idleness while he tinkered with one of his unfinished projects.

As someone who was always intrigued by dancing, but never got the chance to actually learn how to do it, you decided to look at an article about various dances. One of the dances that piqued your interest was the box-step waltz. 

A wave of curiosity washed over you, and you quietly blurted out, “Do you know how to waltz?” You looked up from the datapad and at Tech with wildly inquisitive eyes. Tech turned his head away from his project to look back at you. He had done research on the topic before and even tried doing it, though it was decently difficult since he had to do it by his lonesome.

After finding the right words, he replied, “I have knowledge of the rudiments of it. If you are interested, I could assist you in learning how to–”

“That would be amazing, please do,” you exclaimed softly, in marvel that the man before you knew anything about the topic.

At your words, Tech immediately stood from his chair and took your hand in his, helping you get up from your place on the edge of his bed. With fingers still interlocked, he instructed, “Keep this arm up and place your other hand on my shoulder.” As he waited for you, he pulled you in closer by placing his other hand on your shoulder blade.

“Now, I will step forward. You must step backwards simultaneously.” You nodded your head to his instructions and did as you were told.

“Good. I will now slide to my right side. You need to do the same, but to your left side.” Again, his direction was followed correctly.

“Excellent. Then, I will step backward as you move forward.” You followed his instruction, except you stepped forward a little too far. Your face flushed slightly from the closeness, and you could feel the warmth of his breath on your ski–

“You are stepping on my foot.”

Quickly, you moved back and frowned slightly.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to..!”

“It is fine. You are doing well for someone who has no experience.”

The smile you wore on your face from before came back, and he continued, “Where were we..? Oh, yes. I will slide to my left side while you slide to the right. After doing so, I will step forward with you following suit, and we will return to our original position.” You nodded your head and followed his directions to the letter.

“Did I… Did I do a good job..?”

“I would say so.”

“Can we try it one more time so I don’t forget?”

“Of course. Though I would like to try something different this time, if that is alright with you.”

Prior to your small nod of the head, Tech gently moved his hand down from your shoulder blade to rest at your waist.

“Is this fine? If you are uncomfortable with something, you may tell me, and I will refrain from doing it.”

“O–Okay,” you squeaked as your face was tinted with a deep rosy color.

You repeated the steps of the dance a couple times over. Eventually, you got more comfortable with the motions and decided to close the gap between you and Tech. You placed your head against his chest, which then resulted in him freezing up. You moved your head back to where it previously was with a worried expression plastered onto it.

“I’m sorry, was that.. too much? I won’t do it again.”

“No, no, it only caught me off guard. It is alright, you may continue if that is your preference.” You nodded your head and placed your head back down against him. 

As the both of you resumed your dance, you could hear the beat of his heart. It was fast, faster than you expected it to be. You glanced up to check on him, and you saw that his face was as red as yours.

“Tech?”

“Yes?”

“Can I… Can I confess something?”

“That is fine. What would you like to say?”

“Um, I think I… I think I’m in love.”

Tech’s eyes widened in response and he stopped the movements of the dance. You began to worry that you had taken things too far, but your thoughts were interrupted by his voice.

“Is that the reason you wanted to learn this?”

A puzzled look grew on your face. Did he not know that you meant you were in love with him? You let out a quiet chuckle and replied to his inquiry, deciding to mess with him a little bit.

“Um, yeah, I’m grateful that you’re helping me out. I plan to take my special-someone  somewhere far away, and when a full moon rises, I’ll waltz with him. It’ll be really romantic.”

Hearing this plan–for someone who Tech assumed wasn’t him–made him furrow his brows slightly and look down at the metal flooring. There was another feeling, too. It was almost nauseating. He didn’t quite understand why he felt this way; he would have to run a few tests on himself later to see if he had contracted any illness–

Your hand reached up to cup one of Tech’s cheeks, interrupting his train of thought. He tilted his head upwards slightly to face you with a confused look upon his face. His amber colored eyes seemed to pierce straight through your soul. You let out a small laugh as you brought his face closer, closer, closer, and…

Your lips pressed against his. The kiss was tender; slow, gentle, and laced with nervousness. His eyes widened in surprise and shock, but he eventually melted into the kiss. Though this only lasted for a moment, as he soon pulled himself away from you, words frantically spilling out as soon as he could speak.

“If you claim to be in love with somebody that isn’t me, then why must you–?”

You interrupted him by colliding yourself with him again. This time was more passionate than the last, and you brought your other hand to rest at the back of his neck, playing with strands of his hair softly.

He pulled away from you to catch his breath, only to immediately want more. But, he couldn’t. He wouldn’t! He desperately needed you to answer his question.

“You stated you were in love with someone, so why are you indulging yourself with me?”

“Maker, Tech! Come on, you’re smart enough to figure this out!”

In a fit of confused frustration, he raised his voice, “Figure out what?” When he realized that he spoke too loudly, he worried that he had woken someone up.

“I… One moment, I need to check on–”

“No..! Tech, just wait a minute. Please.”

Your pleading eyes always got him to listen to you. He let out a quiet huff before hesitantly speaking, “Alright then. Tell me what you need me to figure out.”

“I… I need.. I need you to figure out that it’s you! That you are my special-someone! That I’m in love with you!”

You buried your face in your hands and you let out a whine. Your body felt like it was on fire as it heated up with embarrassment.

“Really..?”

You moved your reddened face away from your hands as you ardently nodded your head.

“Why would I lie to you about this?”

“I’m… not sure. I never thought that you would say this to me.”

“Why wouldn't I? You’re everything to me, and you should know that.”

Tech stared at you, taking a few moments to process your confession and to savor the moment. “Kiss me again,” he wished to say. But, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. His throat had gone dry and every part of him felt strangely.. weak. Another thing he would need to note for later. But, were all of these things symptoms of ‘love’? No, it couldn’t be. Love was supposed to be a wondrous thing, not a nerve-wracking ordeal! Right..?

It was almost like you read his mind, because your lips eventually crashed back onto his, dragging him out of his thoughts once again.

Three kisses had soon turned into many more. 

Tech managed to mutter, “I encourage us to keep going, but I am afraid that this will get repetitive for you.” His voice trembled with uneasiness in the slightest way, but you reassured him by placing your hands on either side of his face. A curious ‘hm?’ sound escaped him before you pulled him into you again.

This kiss was the most passionate out of all of them. You even snaked your tongue into his mouth, just to see what would happen. Tech let out a quiet groan when he did the same as you.

After what seemed like an eternity, you both pulled away, panting lightly.

“That… That was.. sensational.”

“Mhm,” you grinned. As soon as you finished your noise of accordance, Tech grabbed your waist to pull you into him. The kiss was quick, but you could feel the electricity behind it.

Tech hesitantly spoke up again, “I have one question.”

“Go ahead.”

“Were you sincere when you said that you planned to take me somewhere? Somewhere far away?”

“Only if you want me to be.”

“Please do,” he pecked your forehead gently.

A giddy smile ran across your face as you looked up at him.

Soon, your lips pressed against each other one more time. Tech’s goggles pushed against your face, but you were used to it by now.

Your eyes fluttered open and your lips lingered a little bit on his before fully pulling away.

“Oh, wait. What time is it?”

“It is nearly 0100 hours.”

“Then we’ve got some time.”

“Time for what?”

As a reply, you only looked at Tech with a rambunctious grin.

“Try to figure this one out too,” you said libidinously.

It took a moment for Tech to understand what you meant, but when he did, his face flushed.

“Oh. Oh.” 

“Do you want to, ner kotep verd?”

When he heard you speak the language that he taught to you, it sent shivers running down his spine. He immediately nodded his head.

“Yes, please.”

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Just a Thought

HEAVY SPOILERS FOR THE S2 FINALE AHEAD!!

okay so if they do ever rescue Crosshair, imagine what he'll see.

He'll see his brothers, and his sister. But, one of his brothers are missing.

"Where's Tech...?"

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TBB Incorrect Quotes

Here's the link for the generator in case you wanted to make any:

Warnings: some cursing, and one dirty joke. I think that's it, but lmk if I missed something!

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TBB Favorite Colors Headcanons

I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT THIS AND I NEEDED TO WRITE IT DOWN SOMEWHERE SO PLS ENJOY

Hunter

Definitely likes red.

Not like a bright/neon red, but a deeper red with a little bit of maroon or bergundy in it.

Why? 'Cause it matches with his bandana.

His armor also consists of some reds, sooo.. yeeeeahhh

How would he rate the other colors? Orange: 8.5/10 Yellow: 2/10 Green: 1/10 Blue: 9/10 Purple: 5/10 Brown: 6/10

Echo

He likes the color orange most.

Pale orange and brown >>>

How come? He just thinks it's a nice color. It reminds him of the sunset, or the sunrise.

I think he likes a lot of warm colors, too

How would he rate the other colors? Red: 8/10 Yellow: 6/10 Green: 5/10 Blue: 9/10 Purple: 7/10

Crosshair

If we're not counting colors like black, grey, or white, then he likes purple most.

Does NOT like bright colors.

If he were to choose a shade of purple, it would either be pale or muted. Maybe even a dark mauve color.

How would he rate the other colors? Red: 7/10 Orange: 3/10 Yellow: 1/10 Green: 4/10 Blue: 6/10 Brown: 1/10

Tech

The color that is most pleasing to the color receptors in his retinas that he likes the most is green.

The reason? I'm actually not sure. I personally just view him as a green guy.

I think he would like neon colors (in moderation, of course).

How would he rate the other colors? Red: 7/10 Orange: 9/10 Yellow: 5/10 Blue: 8/10 Purple: 4.5/10 Brown: 6/10

Wrecker

Wrecker LOVES yellow.

Why? It's a happy color. Happy colors are a yes :)

Explosions also consist of shades of yellow, so that's another yes.

How would he rate other colors? Red: 9/10 Orange: 8/10 Green: 6/10 Blue: 7/10 Purple: 4/10 Brown: 6/10

Omega

She likes all of the colors.

But, if she had to pick a favorite, it would be pink.

How come? It matches her bow and it appears in nature a lot.

Pink is also a lighter shade of red, and Hunter likes red, so...

How would she rate other colors? Red: 9.5/10 Orange: 6/10 Yellow: 9.5/10 Green: 5/10 Blue: 8/10 Purple: 8/10 Brown: 7/10