I LOVE THIS!!!! I AM OBSESSED WITH GROGU!!!!

LOVE this and these two!!! Best duo

“Like uncle, like niece”

Omega wanted to learn to shoot like uncle Crosshair, so he taught her how to shoot in pool

*series of The Bad Batch modern au*

Anyone who follows me knows I am OBSESSED WITH CROSSHAIR AND OMEGA ANYTHING!!!!!!!!! This is absolutely well done and gives me all the feels and is approved by the obsessed Crosshair and Omega fan girl lol. I need MORE of this and ANYTHING Crosshair and Omega, pretty pretty pretty please help me and make more pictures/fan art but especially FANFICTION!!!!! Thank you for making this, made my day!!!

SHES MY FAVORITE CHARACTER BESIDES GROGU LOL!!! Cross is my favorite sibling for Omega too!!!

The Bad Batch Season 3 will have a Time Jump (minor spoilers)

I LOVE ANYTHING CROSSHAIR AND OMEGA!!!! I have this obsession with these two and they are my favorite characters especially anything that entails them together (drawings, Fanfictions etc)!!!!

Wish I could find more people to write or draw something, I have ran out of Fanfictions involving them or any sort of scene with them in it! I have this perfect idea for a drawing I want (really want it on a shirt but don’t think it will EVER be possible lol) and I have about 3 modern AUs and a bunch of current and future ideas for stories.

I definitely can NOT draw, don’t know if you can even do a shirt with the drawing on it, and I can’t write anymore properly with bad Epilepsy.

NEED MORE CROSSHAIR AND OMEGA DRAWINGS AND FANFICTIONS PLEASE!!!!!!

Hiii so I’ve been in love w/ sickfics and the art they inspire for a long time! Ik I would be burned at the stake as a witch for this but could u do some sick omega art plz? I live and breathe sick meggie atm and ur art is so adorbs so I would love if u did that 🖤❤️🤍 also get hype for ep 13 cuz I believe that will be a sick omega episode ok thx byeee

I will always jump at an opportunity to draw soft family moments with the Batch.

I imagine everyone pitching in to help when she feels under the weather. Hunter rubs her back when she is nauseous. Tech makes sure she gets medicine, Wrecker carries her everywhere, and she normally falls asleep on Echo.

I also have read in several places about Omega wearing one of their spare blacks as an extra set of clothing. And I love the idea that when she is sick and needs to be in some comfy clothes she puts one on. Its way too big for her, but its soft and warm and smells like family.

I absolutely LOVE this so very much!!! I love Crosshair and Omega Fanfictions because there’s something about these two beloved characters to me! I love their dynamic and how much Omega loves him without caring about herself.

She’s so selfless and Crosshair needs her and that kind of undying love and kindness towards him especially from his little loving sister!

Crosshair's Back! (And you can't stop me)

A/N: Okay, so this is an exert from my CrosshairxOC fanfiction I'm working on. The story itself is set after the events of the season finale, so I make happen whatever I want to happen. So here: I give you part of this chapter. Quick background: Crosshair was taken back by the Empire, but they found no use for him and were going to end him. The Batch turned around and came back for him, rescuing him from the Empire and ACTUALLY removing the chip. That's where this chapter picks up. I went for a dramatic feel. Hope I accomplished that. ^^'

Also, if you want to be tagged whenever I post the rest of the story, just let me know!

@chaoticvampirejedi

Warnings: None; lotta pain and regret, but a happy ending, I promise.

Word count: 846 (really short)

It hurt.

Everything hurt.

His head was pounding, his muscles burned. His legs ached as if he had been running mile after mile. His lungs begged for air, but every breath was excruciatingly painful. Every fiber of his being was screaming out in agony. And yet, for the first time in Lord knows how long, there was one ache missing. One tiny-but-sharp pain missing from the side of his head.

Instinctively, ignoring the pulsing burn that traveled up his arm, his hand found its way to his head. He braced himself as his fingers brushed that familiar spot, waiting for the tormented thought to rush through his mind. Good soldiers follow orders.

A bandage?

No skull-splitting headache ensued. Instead, he found himself pressing his palm to a small, soft bandage plastered onto his skull. The only voice in his mind was his own. There was no one else, telling him to obey orders, to follow the Empire, to hurt his brothers.

A groan escaped his lips. He forced his eyes to open, but immediately regretted it when a bright light flooded his vision. He hissed in a breath.

“Crosshair?”

He tried again, slower. He was greeted by the face of a young, golden-haired child. Her brown eyes were filled with worry. Concern. Were those tears? Why did she look so scared?

“Crosshair! Can you hear me?”

“Omega?” Yes, that was her name. Omega.

Her eyes lit up. A smile spread across her face. “Crosshair! You’re okay!”

A chorus of voices that he couldn’t make out surrounded him. Pats to his aching shoulders, a set of hands helping him to a sitting position, all touches he could feel but not fully comprehend. He was disoriented, displaced. Until that child climbed up in front of him and threw her arms around his neck. Suddenly, his floating mind grounded itself in this girl’s hug. Everything came into focus and he could finally make out four faces he knew, oh, so well.

“How do you feel, Cross?” Hunter. He placed his hand on Crosshair’s shoulder.

Crosshair grunted in response. He felt again. That was enough. Even if it was pain he was feeling, it was still better than nothing.

“How’s your head?” Omega’s small voice was pleading. Gingerly, she reached up to touch the bandage, but he grabbed her wrist before she could. Her small body tensed and her eyes grew wide as his action. She stared at him until he loosened his grip. He let go of her hand entirely and his gaze blankly fell to the metal surface he was sitting on.

“You came back for me…” His voice trailed off. Even to himself, he sounded weak and pathetic.

“We did, Cross. We weren’t going to leave you, not again.” Hunter squeezed his shoulder. “I’m sorry we didn’t come back sooner. We should’ve—”

“No, no you shouldn’t’ve.” The sniper kept his eyes locked on absolutely nothing. He knew that one look at his brother’s face and he would crack to pieces. “The Empire… They would’ve…” He squeezed his eyes shut. Images of his rifle sights set on Hunter crowded his mind. “I would’ve… killed…”

“Crosshair, look at me,” Omega spoke with all the force of a commanding officer. She cupped his rough face in her soft, delicate hands and gently tugged him until he looked into her eyes. “It wasn’t you. You didn’t do any of that. It was the chip.”

“But… But I…”

“It wasn’t you, Crosshair.” Omega smiled at him, those eyes lighting up like a thousand stars. “We missed you.” Before he could protest, she hugged his flaming torso and buried herself in his chest. She gave him a light squeeze, being mindful of his many bruises.

He stared down at her in wide-eyed shock. She felt so warm, so alive. She was willing to hug him, to… to love him, even after everything he had done. What did he do to deserve that kind of undying loyalty? Absolutely nothing. He had tried to hurt his brothers, to force them to join the Empire. And yet, here was this little girl, clinging to him, as if she never wanted him to leave again.

“We did miss you, Cross,” Hunter spoke, his smoky voice low and sorrowful. “We’re sorry.” He joined Omega, wrapping his arms around Crosshair’s shoulders and Omega’s back. “I’m sorry.”

One by one, Echo, Wrecker and Tech fell in and pulled their long-lost brother into a warm embrace. Crosshair could do nothing but sit there, fighting every emotion that came welling up inside him. He was a soldier. He couldn’t give into this… He couldn’t allow emotion to…

He broke. The tears he tried to ward off came flowing out, and he hugged Omega tightly to himself. He cried into her shoulder, his own shaking with each sob, and his brothers held him closer. “We love you, Crosshair,” Omega whispered as she stroked his head.

Finally, he was back where he belonged, with his squad. He was with his family. And nothing, absolutely NOTHING was ever going to tear him from them again.

Just a small Hunter & Omega thing. The last episode hit me with feels (no spoilers for it though)

LOVE these two!

“I'll see you again. I promise.”

had to redraw the scene that made me cry the most! program: procreate

Love this

What The Bad Batch Members are to Omega:

Hunter - Dad

Echo - also Dad. The one she goes to when she knows Hunter will say 'No'.

Wrecker - cool big bro :D strong and funny!!!

Tech - the nerd uncle

(Crosshair - the one semi-racist uncle who has stress with the family and no one wants to invite him to family events anymore)

What Omega is to the boys:

Hunter - Daughter. No one touches her. Would do everything for her.

Echo - Guess I raise this kid now? There there nO DON'T TOUCH THAT

Wrecker - the lil sis he always wanted. Can carry her around but it's probably her who tells him goodnight stories

Tech - Hunter said she's with us now so that's okay with me??? There are no disadvantages we gain from that so yeah that's fine?? She's smart though

(Crosshair - LiTtLe BrAt )