This Is Why Tech Has To Sit In The Middle.

Swear this was anonymous but thank you ❤️

Hello! I know you're with Tech and all which is why I can't stress enough about asking you on a platonic date to watch pirates of the caribbean

- Anon

You're on. I'll bring my copy of the "Buccaneers of the Akkadese Maelstrom" trilogy and some fruit sushi and we'll make a night of it.

Jealousy

Recent events between Phee and Tech have you feeling... well to put it bluntly, have you feeling jealous.

2.4k words - first person - gender neutral

Tags: Reader x Tech, GN Reader (let me know if I used anything gender specific and I will edit it out), Jealous!Reader, Best Friend!Hunter, mild spoilers for Season 2 Episode 13, pining, angst, fluff, love confessions, kissing

I would like to preface this by stating for the record, I am in no way against the direction they are going with Tech and Phee. I love that they are leading toward a canon romance (or at the very least hinting at it). However, posts made by people voicing their own opinions have inspired me to write this because I've never written a jealous!reader before and it sounded fun. Now that that’s out of the way, enjoy!

I had been cordial, friendly even with Phee. She was decent… for a pirate. Not that we had been much better in recent times, so who was I to judge? But what had me sucking at my teeth while I glared from my seat behind Tech was the way she was touching him. So familiar. And this nickname she had for him always made my stomach twist. ‘Brown eyes.’ How creative of her. I shouldn’t be so mad at her. She was going to help us afterall. Stars I just… I can’t figure out why she rubs the wrong way so hard.

I was silent as the dead the whole trip to wherever she was taking us. I hadn’t realized I was clenching my jaw until it unclenched. My whole mouth fell slack at the sight of this small island civilization. Beautiful blue waters surrounded a mountain dotted with small white huts. It looked so peaceful, so serene. Tech landed the Maurauder at the peak of the mountain, where there stood a tall tree and an even taller temple-like structure. As I stepped out of the ship the warm sun hit my skin and I sighed in relief. My seething anger melted away from me almost instantly.

A man, whom Phee referred to as Shep appeared on the platform, along with a young girl. She hugged the man, which made my anger melt even more. Maybe this was her husband and child? Maybe she’s just really friendly by nature. Then I overheard Wrecker make a joking comment towards Tech.

“Looks like you’ve got some competition.” He nudged Tech with his elbow to emphasize the remark. I bit my cheek and rolled my eyes, a gesture Hunter couldn’t help but notice. I relaxed a little when I took notice of Tech’s utter confusion towards Wrecker’s remark as he lowered his datapad. Phee then introduced Shep to us as the mayor of this island, Pabu, and his daughter Lyanna. Phee proceeded to list us off by name, Omega, myself, Hunter, Wrecker, and then Tech. My anger flared back up just a little when she saved Tech’s name for last, but I quickly attempted to stomp out the internal flame. Hunter was giving me a side eye, which meant I wasn’t quick enough about it.

After the introductions were made, Shep invited us all to eat with them at his home. As we were leaving the platform, Phee stated that she would catch up. Tech lingered behind the group, she said something to him and left. He turned around smiling and proceeded to catch up. I noticed his grin and his body language when they were talking, and I felt twinge. It wasn’t anger or hatred. This was something else entirely. I was so lost in thought I hadn’t realized that I was becoming a straggler, lingering so far behind the group that I couldn’t hear what any of them were saying. It didn’t matter. My heart pounded in my ears and I could feel a lump forming in my throat. I didn’t want to feel like this, not when everyone else was so happy. Yet here I was, turning green with jealousy. Worse yet, I couldn’t understand why. I turned my head to look out at the water as I walked, hoping the view would calm me as it had before. I was so focused that I didn’t notice Hunter blocking my path until it was too late.

I would have walked square into his chest if he hadn’t grabbed me by the shoulder with a gentle, yet firm hand. The contact startled me and I let out a small yell and clutched my chest.

“Hunter! You nerf-herder nearly gave me a heart attack,” I exclaimed. 

He was silent for a moment and then responded with a simple, “Your heart’s fine. Your head is what I’m concerned about.”

I tried to feign confusion. I knew exactly what he was talking about, but I was hoping if I acted dumb he wouldn’t pry. As usual, it didn’t work. He shouted up to the rest of the group that we would catch up in a minute, then turned his attention back to me.

“Talk to me. What’s going on? You’ve been off all day.” He was looking at me with that sincere concerned look he gets, and I knew I couldn’t hide what was bothering me. I sighed and fell against the wall to my right.

“It’s… Phee.” I started, struggling to get the words out.

“I figured out that much,” he stood in front of me, folding his arms over his chest. “The question is why does she make you so angry?”

I froze. My heart dropped into my stomach. I knew why. I had figured it out moments before the collision with Hunter. I wasn’t ready to say yet. Not fully.

“Because…” I hesitated, looking everywhere but Hunter’s eyes.

“Because?” He echoed.

I sighed heavily. I couldn’t say it. I physically couldn’t make the words take form, despite them being right on the tip of my tongue. I was struggling and he could tell. He stepped closer to me and I felt a caloused hand touch my cheek carefully. I finally let myself look at him. He had this knowing look on his face.

“Do you need me to say it for you?” He asked. I bit my lip and shook my head in agreement. There was no way of knowing if he actually knew what was running through my mind, but it did always kind of feel like he could read minds sometimes.

“You’re in love with Tech.”

He stated it so easily. Like it wasn’t the most planet shattering phrase in the galaxy. Tears welled in my eyes and I whispered a barely audible, “Yes.”

Hunter pulled me into a tight hug as the tears began to fall, and then the verbal floodgates released.

“I can’t stand it, Hunter. Seeing the two of them together. She’s always flirting with him. Touching him or calling ‘Brown Eyes.” What kind of kriffing nickname is that anyways? ‘Brown Eyes’? You all have brown eyes! At least be more original than that! But that’s not even the worst part. The worst part is the way he looks at her. He would never look at me like that…”

“That you’ve seen…” Hunter mutters under his breath. I pull away and stare at him with a furrowed brow.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I questioned.

“Nothing. I think you should talk to Tech. Tell him how you feel. If he feels the same then you can stop feeling so jealous. If he doesn’t… then at least you have closure.” He grabs my shoulder one last time and gives it a squeeze. “Think about it over dinner, okay?”

“Okay…” I responded.

I gathered myself and we headed toward the home of the Mayor. Dinner felt… long. Scratch that. It felt like an eternity. Phee was her usual self, and Tech seemed to actually be enjoying it. I felt sick. I couldn’t eat anymore. I stood up from the table abruptly and excused myself. I wasn’t sure where I was going to go, but I needed to get away from there. I decided to go back to the ship. I raced up the steps as fast as my legs would carry me. I don’t even think I was halfway there before I got winded and had to stop for breath. I felt far enough away that I could at least take my time now. I decided to take a break to watch the sunset, hoping that it would make me feel better. It was sort of working to calm my nerves, until I heard my name being called by a familiar voice. I turned my head to catch a glimpse of Tech, running up the steps towards me. His long legs carried him up two or three steps at a time. My heart raced and I panicked. I couldn’t face him like this. I turned quickly from him and began sprinting back up the steps, with him in tow and gaining. I was already exhausted from booking it up the steps before and my endurance was nothing compared to a clone’s, so it was a given that he was going to eventually catch up to me. I at least managed to get to the landing second to the top before he got to me. He caught my hand in his and my heart leapt inside my chest.

He was breathing hard from the exertion, “What…is…going…on?” He spoke, panting between his words.

“Just…leave…me…alone.” I panted back. I pulled my hand from his, despite wanting to keep it there forever. I tried to move to continue my climb, but I was too slow. His hands pressed into my shoulders and shoved me against the wall. My eyes widened at the show of brute force he was exhibiting. It wasn’t like him to use his strength like this. I had almost forgotten that, despite his differing physique, he was meant to be as strong as any other clone. There was escaping now, but I could still refuse to look in his eyes. If I did, I was sure I would break.

“Why are you running from me?” He still sounded exhausted, but his voice was like music to me. I sighed deeply and looked up at the sky, anything but his eyes. He lowered his head and continued to speak.

“Hunter…said I should be the one to come after you,” he admitted.

“That mud-scuffer…” I muttered.

Tech laughed, it was dry and tired, but it gave me chills. I was breaking already and I wasn’t even looking at him.

“Why didn’t he want me to catch you? Why are you running? And why… why won’t you look at me?” I could hear pain in his voice. I didn’t want to cause him pain. That was the last thing I wanted. I bit into my lower lip and finally met his stare. His eyes were filled with worry. He was looking straight into mine and I felt it. I was breaking. There was nothing stopping it.

“Please…” I pleaded with him in one last feeble attempt. “Please Tech… don’t.”

“I know something is wrong…” He ignored my pleas. “You can tell me anything. You know that.”

He was right. I am usually so open with him, so why should this be any different. Just tell him how I feel, be rejected and move on. Like Hunter said.

“I…” I start, but lose my train of thought when I look into his eyes. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall. Just say it already.

“I love you.”

My heart was pounding so loudly I wasn’t sure if he had responded and I couldn’t hear him, or if he was being unusually silent. I couldn’t bear to look at him. I didn’t want to see his eyes, the look of betrayal over my confession. Or the confusion. I couldn’t take it. I just wanted him to tell me doesn’t feel the same way so this could all be over. Finally I felt movement, his hands left my shoulders. I still didn’t dare look at him, keeping my eyes shut tight and my head against the wall. Still nothing from him. Maybe he left. I finally decided to open my eyes, to see if he truly had just walked away. But I couldn’t have been more wrong.

He was standing in front of me, looking magnificent with the sunset behind him. His hands were limp at his sides. I took my time working my way to his eyes. Wanting to avoid the moment for just a little longer. His mouth hung open slightly in shock. Finally I made it to his eyes, but they didn’t have the look I had been expecting. There was shock, which was to be expected, but something else. Something… contemplative.

“Tech, I–” I began, but the moment I spoke he moved in towards me. His hands found my neck and jaw, much softer than Hunter’s were, and fitting there perfectly as if they were made to hold me. Tech’s body was pressed completely against mine, with one of his legs tucked between mine. His face wasn’t even an inch from mine, as he nuzzled my nose with his own. My breath hitched in my throat as he spoke. His voice was still familiar, but the tone was foreign. He spoke low and with a heat I had never heard come from him before.

“Say it again,” he requested.

“I– I love you, Tech,” I confessed once more, as I leaned into his hand. And then his lips were on mine. Soft and gentle, patiently waiting for me to confirm that this action was okay. I kissed him back, pressing into him and reveling in this moment. He hummed happily and deepened the kiss. We continued like this till the sun had set completely. Finally we broke apart for air and he pressed his forehead to mine.

I needed to hear him say the words. So I leaned back, wanting to see him say it. Then I breathlessly asked, “Do you love me?”

“Emotions are a complex concept, and I don’t fully believe that words can be utilized to sum up one's feelings at any given point. But… if I had to put a word to what I am feeling, then… yes. Love is about as close to explaining how I feel about you.” He responded, making even that absurdly roundabout ‘yes’ sound sexy.

I laughed, “I wouldn’t have expected you to say you love me in any other way.”

“Am I truly that predictable?” He looked a little offended.

“Hmm… occasionally.” I responded. “For example, I didn’t know what to expect from you when I confessed. But I do know what you’re going to say next.”

“Do you now?” He cocked his head in amusement.

“Mmhm. You’re going to say we should head back before the others begin to worry,” I replied.

His eyes widened slightly, “How did yo–” 

“I know you,” I shrugged, grabbing him by the arm. “So, let’s head back. There’s plenty of time for… this, later.”

He blushed a little at the thought, and agreed to head back down to the Mayor’s home. I finally felt at ease. I hope the rest of the night is more relaxing.

Masterlist

I thought good soldiers follow orders

This is the ending i want

What did you like in this season ? Favorite part ?

Young Silco licking his lips.

And Ekko trying tea for the first time.

Crosshair: *generalized as smooth and flirty bastard*

Also Crosshair: Do you have two tongues in your mouth?

You: What? No..

Crosshair:

You:

Crosshair: Do you want to?

*laughs in just found out that the girl I like, the first person I've properly liked, only flirted with me as a playful joke because I'm her friend and that she's got a crush on another girl.. Also apparently she didn't realise she was flirting after sending texts like "👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 could be us".*

Incorrect Bad Batch Quote #3

Crosshair: They all look so stupid coddling the girl.

Crosshair: All 'cause of this stupid "Foundling Gene"

Crosshair: That's not going to happen to me, no sir! I am a Soldier not a nanny!

[Omega curls up to Crosshair's side and rests her head on his lap.]

Crosshair: .....

Crosshair: Look at this thing, so pathetic and small, anything could harm her fragile little body.

Crosshair: Stupid girl.

[Crosshair absentmindedly caresses her hair.]

Crosshair: I'm gonna have to protect her since those idiots sure wont.

Crosshair: Then, when her arms are strong enough, I'll teach her to shoot so she can protect herself.

Crosshair: Then I'll--

Crosshair alarmed: WAIT A DARN MINUTE!!

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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