Bad Batch Headcanons Moving Omega Into Her College Dorm Room

Bad Batch Headcanons — Moving Omega into her college dorm room

Because it’s that time of year again in the US, so why not.

Hunter

Look, this man got hit with the Dad genes hard when Omega came into his life. If you think he isn’t going to be the most emotional parent moving their kid into college, you’d be wrong. He hates that Omega is leaving home, but he’s also so excited about seeing her take her first steps into her adult life. Guess who is going to be taking the most pictures of Omega in her new dorm room and with her new roommates and floor mates?

He will be the first “parent” to make friends with the RA. He didn’t plan on it. It just sort of happened. Hunter became the RA’s go-to counselor whenever the dorm gets chaotic and they need advice.

Hunter is also the one most likely to teach a few self-defense classes for everyone on Omega’s floor. Safety is a big must for him. His overprotective instincts extend beyond Omega very quickly.

He’s also becomes friends with all of Omega’s floormates’ parents. They have an ongoing text message thread. (Their kids don’t know that fact. Neither do the rest of the Batch.)

Hunter will also be the one who sends the best care packages. (The entire Batch help, of course, but Hunter takes point on making sure that Omega gets care package from her brothers.)

Crosshair

He is a man of few words, but he is the first person to clock every annoying punk kid who might give Omega a hard time. Crosshair is the one who nips that in the bud before it becomes a problem. He might not be the obviously overprotective big brother, but he is still protective.

Crosshair parks it in the common room if anyone needs him. Just poke him if you need help moving stuff. (He’s probably taking a nap, so be careful.)

He’s also the one who just do happens to leave alcohol under Omega’s bed. Don’t worry. Crosshair trusts her to be relatively responsible, but he also knows what’s up in college. Just don’t tell Hunter about that.

Weirdly, he gets along with all the younger siblings who got dragged in to help their older siblings move into college. Crosshair won’t entertain them, but he’ll be the adult in the common room when they need a break. Kids love that he’s a little shit.

He won’t admit that he’ll miss Omega now that she’s in college and out of the house, but he does.

Tech

He figured out how bad the firewalls at Omega’s college were before she moved in. He found them to be laughable. He also built her a laptop with ridiculously good protection and storage space. Tech is not going to let his little sister have a computer that would be open to any number of virus due to bad college firewalls.

Tech won’t admit to hacking into the registrar’s office to make sure that Omega gets her preferred classes (and the ideal class schedule). No one can prove that he didn’t though.

He’s also made sure she’s got a perfectly serviceable college-appropriate car. The amount of safety features are clearly post-market though. Tech won’t sacrifice Omega’s safety for anything. (He also included a few fun upgrades that he definitely didn’t tell Hunter about.)

Tech established a secure chat room and Discord channel for Omega and her friends. He sometimes pops in to offer computer support.

Omega gets a customized gaming set-up courtesy of Tech. He schedules hang-out time around her schedule where they game together.

Wrecker

Wrecker basically moves everyone into Omega’s dorm. Once he gets going, there’s no stopping him. Every single dad appreciates that he’s there to do the heavy lifting.

After Hunter, he’s the second most emotional person about moving Omega into her college dorm. Wrecker can’t believe how big she’s gotten.

He leaves Lula on her bed when the Batch finally leaves campus. Omega is going to need that familiar comfort when she’s finally alone. He feels better about leaving her there with the knowledge that she has Lula with her.

Wrecker is responsible for Omega’s dorm room decor. He makes her room feel like home, complete with twinkle lights and calming colors.

He’s absolutely the one rocking all of the college swag. Wrecker raided the college store and made sure the entire Batch is geared up appropriately. (His brothers appreciate him doing that. It’s debatable if Omega does as well.)

Echo

Guess who is Mr. Snack and Supply King? Yeah, this guy. He’s the one to make sure that Omega is stocked up on everything she needs to get started at college. Hunter may be the care package dad, but Echo will always do the grocery store run.

He is also the one who finds the best deals on all her books. (Echo and Tech collaborate on that front.) Word quietly goes around the floor that Echo knows things, so he gets hit up by cash-strapped students. (He always does what he can to help.)

Wrecker stuck a college-branded baseball cap on his head shortly after they arrived to move Omega into her dorm room. Echo didn’t take it off. He’s so proud of Omega.

He also makes friends with Omega’s RA. Echo is the one who can help with dealing with stupid shenanigans that college kids get up to when left unsupervised.

Echo is also the one who gets called when Omega and her friends get into trouble during orientation weekend. He’s the one who will definitely bail them out with minimal questions asked. (That conversation will happen with Omega one-on-one later.)

Omega

She’s super excited about taking these next steps into her adult life. It’s a big move for her. That doesn’t mean that she won’t miss her brothers though.

Omega appreciates that they all moved her into her dorm room. Having their support means a lot to her.

She had scheduled calls with all of them set up before she even moved into her dorm room.

Omega has no trouble making friends in her dorm and on campus. She’s also going to be bringing friends who don’t have family nearby home on school breaks. She doesn’t want anyone to miss out on being around family, even if it’s just her weird family.

Even though she’s excited about this new stage in her life, she also gets sad when her brothers leave. She’s grateful that she has Lula. (Omega snuck a plushie from the college store into the car for Wrecker to find to replace Lula.)

+Rex

Somehow, he got roped into moving Omega into her college dorm room. He’s not sure how that happened. It just did, and here he is. So, he makes the best of the situation.

All of the moms love him.

Rex is a very handy guy. He gets all the beds lofted in a timely fashion.

Everyone thinks that he’s Omega’s dad. (He gets a kick out of it, especially since Hunter gets increasingly annoyed by that fact.)

i wish you guys lived inside my head the fics in here go crazy

TBB h/c Fanfic my beloved.

Here’s a one shot from a series I started recently called Postcards From Pabu. It’s called “Because We Love You” and it picks up right after Hunter, Wrecker, and Echo break some skulls and bust some siblings out of Mount Tantiss. Pabu's been waiting, and the entire Bad Batch may finally get the victory they deserve… and a giant group hug.

Posted to AO3 here

And I think I’ll share the full text as a tumblr post as well! This was a birthday card for a friend written in June 😊. I plan to start posting more of my writing here on tumblr as I’ve only been using AO3. I’m very passionate about TBB (lol wait could you tell??) and I really hope I’m getting their characters right! I tend to put them in very dangerous situations. But there’s always plenty of comfort to match the hurt I promise!

Warnings: none, pure fluff<3, proofread but I’m dyslexic so probably some mistakes>:[

Simon Riley is a huge teddy bear

Of course, as everything with Ghost, it takes time. Simon needs to trust you wholeheartedly to let you touch him so intimately. But once you’ve broken through all of his walls? This mountain of a man is literally all over you. This man is touch starved and he will not let you leave him any time soon😤

Simon lives for soft moments with you. At night, when you cuddle him from behind, your soft cheek squished against his muscular back as you cradle him closer to yourself - his nightmares finally go away, leaving Simon in the softest embrace of slumber, him snoring quietly until the noon of upcoming day as your loving hands keep caressing his scarred skin.

Simon was never an affectionate person - avoiding hugs at family meetings, wiping away kisses his mom left on his cheeks and forehead. But only after loosing it all - being lonely for so fucking long - does Simon start appreciating all the small kisses you scatter all over his stubble-covered cheeks, specks of your lipgloss shining in the sunlight.

Simon loves attention, craves it even, he just doesn’t know how to ask for it. But knowing him so well, you just feel when he needs it the most. And the moment your loving arms warp around his strong stoic form? This man melts like a popsicle under hot summer sun. He’s as palpable as plasticine between your fingers - do whatever you wanna do with him just please, give him your love.

And no matter how much Simon grumbles and huffs, he is your teddy bear. All cuddly and lovely, for you and you only<3

The Beauty In All, Part One

Editor’s note: written by @deejadabbles

Pairing: Echo x GN!reader Rating: General Audience (but minors DNI) Summary: Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice- still shame on you, don’t take advantage of my kindness! After so many times of falling for people who mock and manipulate your kind nature, you thought that love, true love, was simply not in the cards for you. Thankfully, Right to Love is here to make sure you and a lucky ARC trooper get your happy ending together. A.N: did you know there’s giant garden in the senate building that has tons of different nature environments? I just loved the idea of a reader working there and tending all kinds of exotic and dangerous plant life. Tiio is my Corrie Guard OC and Maura is a matchmaker OC that will show up a lot in my future fics for this AU! Word Count: 2853

Warnings: Mentions of past bad relationships and toxic exes.

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Winter Whumperland 2022: Day 12. Favorite Holiday Movie

Fandom: Bad Times at the El Royale, Miles Miller, f!reader

Summary: It's Christmas Eve and the El Royale is without a single guest. However, Miles is still forced to work all night. Luckily, you are there to keep him company.

TW: Fluff, Almost Kiss, Vague Mentions of Past Trauma

Notes: This fic will make more sense if you have seen the movie "It's a Wonderful Life". Thanks to @mayhem24-7forever for the idea! I love you! 💖

The hotel hadn’t had a single guest in almost a month. This time of year, no one wanted to stay in the middle of nowhere in a long-forgotten relic of the past. They wanted luxury close to family and friends, not a place where the nearest restaurant was twenty miles away. 

And yet, management didn’t care. They still demanded that the hotel stay open all night on Christmas Eve in the hopes of catching the eye of a lost holiday traveler. So, that was how Miles found himself standing behind the front desk at 9:00 at night on December 24, alone in the vast lobby. Most of the interior lights were off leaving only the dim glow of the desk lamp to cut through the darkness. Miles sighed as he straightened the papers in front of him for the fifth time, wondering what he was supposed to do for the rest of the night.

Suddenly, the front door swung open and you walked in lugging the cleaning cart behind you. Miles scurried out from behind the desk and helped you drag it across the lobby. One of the wheels had broken last month but no one would replace it even after you sent in multiple requests to management. However together, the two of you managed to get it back into its rightful place in the back. 

As you closed the door, you smiled at him. “Thanks. That darn thing is going to be the death of me one of these days. I almost broke my toe kicking it in frustration.” 

“It’s no trouble. I’m just sorry I couldn’t help you push it for you on your rounds,” he said as the two of you reentered the lobby.

“I managed.” Leaning on the front desk, you said, “Well, I finished cleaning the last of the rooms. Though, without any guests in them, I am not sure why they were considered dirty in the first place.”

Miles shook his head. “It doesn’t seem right they made you do that, but as you know, what the bosses want–”

“– the bosses get,” you finished for him, rolling your eyes but giving him a warm smile that let him know it wasn’t directed at him. Looking around the dim room, you said, “Gosh! It sure is quiet in here. It doesn’t seem right to be in a place that’s so lifeless and cold on Christmas Eve. This night is supposed to be all about joy and celebrations! But there’s no one here and I really doubt there is going to be anyone here. They shouldn’t be forcing you to stay open and work the desk all night.”

Miles shifted slightly behind the desk. “It's not so bad. I mean, what else was I going to do anyway? It’s either sitting back in my closet or sitting out here. At least here I can watch the snow.” You both turned to gaze out the front door. It was snowing, but it was almost impossible to see anything beyond the first few feet outside the door. Miles turned his attention back to you. “Anyway, now that you finished the rooms, I guess you’ll be heading home for the night?”

“And leave you here all by yourself for Christmas? Never! I’m going to stay and keep you company.”

Miles felt his face turning bright red. “Y-you don’t have to do that. I don’t want to spoil your holiday.”

“First of all, you aren’t doing anything. It’s our horrible bosses that are being complete Scrooges. And second of all, I want to stay. You’re my best friend, Miles. Who else would I want to spend this night with?”

Best friend. The words both simultaneously stung and made his heart soar. You were also his best friend, the only person left in this world whom he cared about. But that was the problem: he cared too much. He didn’t want to be just your friend, he wanted to be more. Yet, Miles was terrified of telling you how he felt and ruining the relationship you had if you didn’t feel the same. What if you decided to leave the El Royale because of it? It was a chance he hadn’t been willing to take up to this point, and he often wondered if he ever would.

Clearing throat, Miles asked, “Well, how should we pass the time?”

“Why don’t we see if any holiday movies are playing? Something to get up more into the spirit of the season.”

Reaching around him, you turned on the old television set that was sitting on the end of the check-in desk. The black-and-white picture flickered to life, the image grainy and hard to make out on the small set. But you didn’t seem to mind as you flipped between the three channels trying to decide which station to remain on. 

Suddenly, your face lit up as you recognized the movie currently playing. “Oh! This was my favorite Christmas movie as a kid. My sister and I would watch it together every year.”

“What is it?” Miles asked as he strained to decipher the fuzzy images on the screen.

Your head jerked up in surprise. “What is it? You’ve never seen ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’ before?”

Miles shrugged apologetically. “No, sorry.”

“It’s such a great film! It’s about this guy who is about to kill himself on Christmas Eve and–”

“Wait, what?” Miles asked in disbelief. “It’s a Christmas movie about a guy killing himself? And you watched it as a kid?”

“Well, he doesn’t kill himself. He’s just about to when an angel stops him and shows him how important and loved he is to those around him.” Miles continued to stare at you, his face scrunched in confusion. You sighed. “Just give it a try! I know you’re gonna love it!”

You quickly filled him in on what had happened in the movie up to this point, and then fell silent as you both watched. The movie seemed interesting enough and Miles could see why you liked it, however, he couldn’t stay focused on it. Instead, his eyes kept sliding to your face. Illuminated by the soft glow of the screen, you seemed transfixed by the images playing there. Your eyes sparked with joy as every once and a while your lips moved as you silently recited the dialogue from memory. Miles couldn’t remember a time when he had seen you this happy.

People didn’t end up in a place like the El Royale because everything was going perfectly in their lives. You both had had your hardships and burdens that you still haunted to this day though neither of you ever talked about your past or lives before the hotel. You didn’t have to to know the other was burdened by your past. A broken soul recognized another broken soul. And yet, the horrors Miles had endured never seemed as dark when you were around. His nightmares were never as horrible and his tremors were never as bad after spending the day with you. And he hoped that in some small way, his presence helped you too. But nothing he had ever done made you look like you did right now. 

As the movie reached the end, tears began to well up in your eyes. Hesitantly, Miles reached out and placed his hand on your arm. “Hey, are you okay?”

You turned and smiled at him. “Oh, yes. This part always gets to me. It’s just nice to be reminded that people can be generous and kind, you know? That in times of trouble, people will step up and be there for one another.” Suddenly, your face fell and your lip began to tremble. “But I guess…. I guess that’s just something that happens in movies, huh?”

Miles glanced at the screen where a crowd of people were gathered round the lead character and everyone was singing. Dipping his head and swallowing heavily before looking back up at you, he said, “I know I’m just one man and not a town full of people, but I’m here for you. For anything you need, just say the word and I’ll be there.”

Your lip still quivered slightly, but some of the light returned to your eyes. Brushing one of his curls off of his face, you said, “I know you are, Miles. Just like I’m here for you too. We may not have a town of people, but we have each other. And that is more than a girl could ever wish for.”

It was the push that Miles had always needed to make a move. Something in the way you gazed at him, the tone of your voice, the way your fingers brushed his skin. There was something different that told him this was his chance. Cupping your face in his hands, Miles leaned his head in towards yours, and to his delight, you leaned in to meet him.

Just as his lips were about to brush against yours, the door to the lobby swung open. Both you and Miles jumped apart, startled, as a man stumbled in covered in snow. Seeing the two of you, he released a huge sigh of relief. “Oh thank God! My car broke down a few miles from here and I’ve been trying to find anyone still open. I was just about to give up and head back to sleep in my car when I saw your lights. Please tell me you have a room available?”

You gazed longingly at Miles for just another second before turning to the man with a smile. “Why, yes, we do. All of our rooms are currently available so you can have your choice of where to stay. Then tomorrow morning we can try to find someone to take a look at your car. Or Miles here can at least drive you into town.”

Hurrying across the room, you added, “And don’t worry about the snow. I’ll clean it up in a jiffy. But first, why don’t you get all checked in and I’ll make you a nice, hot cup of coffee free of charge. After all, it’s Christmas and you look like you could do with some warming up.”

“That sounds incredible. Thank you.” He turned towards Miles who had returned to the desk. “Thank you both. I’m so lucky to have found a place with such kind people. Most folks wouldn’t bother going to all this trouble for a stranger in need.”

“It’s no problem, sir. We all need a little help sometimes. Now, let’s get you checked in.”

As Miles was having the man sign the book and getting him his key, you returned to the desk with a fresh towel to help the man soak up some of the snow still on his clothes. He apologized for the mess he made, but you cheerily told him it was no trouble. Miles watched as you hurried back to where the coffee had just finished brewing. He was so distracted that his hand knocked over the bell that was sitting on the desk, causing it to clatter to the floor with a loud ring.

As he picked it up, the man chuckled. “Hey, you know what they say… Somewhere out there, an angel just got its wings.”

Looking back at you, fluttering around the room as you put the finishing touches on the man’s drink, Miles couldn’t help but smile.

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