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arctrooper69 · 2 months
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Dark is the Night
Imperial!Crosshair x Reader
Febuwhump Prompt #2: Solitary Confinement
(sorry I'm behind on these already) @febuwhump
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Warnings: Sensory deprivation and claustrophobia
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It was dark, that much you knew. Dark, cold, and silent.
"Tech!?" You called out, "Hunter? Wrecker? Anybody!?"
Not even an echo of your own brittle and broken voice made it back to your ears. The pleas fell flat and muffled like the room was designed to trap any sound - mute every scream.
You weren't sure how long you'd been here, bound to a chair in the middle of nowhere - a room? A hallway? A cell?
Maybe it had only been minutes. Maybe hours. Maybe days. It was impossible to tell.
It felt like years.
The walls seemed to shrink inwards as you struggled to breathe. It made it hard to think when the darkness threatened to smother you with the terror of nothingness. You would almost prefer physical torture over this.
A door slid open with a hiss and the darkness withdrew it's claws only to be replaced with the assaulting daggers of ruthlessly bright artificial light.
"Ready to talk so soon?" Sneered that deep gravelly voice you used to know so well.
Crosshair.
He seemed to appear as a shadow - void and empty as if consuming all the light in the room like a black hole. Impossibly nothing. But it wasn't fear that wrapped it's cold fingers around your chest now, it was the heavy fist of heartbreak.
"Crosshair please..." The fragility of those words slipping through ruined vocal chords surprised you.
Whatever happened to fighting interrogation with silence? You'd had enough of silence.
"Funny," He paused, watching you curiously, "I would've put my credits on you lasting longer than this."
It was funny. Funny how much his voice brought you comfort despite the insults he spewed. Funny how much you craved his attention despite the horrors he'd committed.
Funny how your heart still ached for him.
"Tell me the location of Clone Force 99 and I'll have you moved to a different cell."
Something about his voice seemed less threatening than before. Less intense. The light still burnt your eyes to tears, but somehow his lean form was coolant.
"I... I can't. You know I can't, Crosshair. I'm sorry."
A pause, punctuated with a heavy sigh.
"I'm sorry too."
The light shut off and once again, darkness closed in.
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a-lil-perspective · 1 year
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Okay wait Imperial!Crosshair seeing a replay of Tech’s race on screen in the mess hall or som and defecting right then and there.
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paperback-rascal · 2 years
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this is the idea for “mock up” cover ilustration of what-if-LucasFilms-contacted-me-about-drawing-a-one-shot-comics-about-TBB-what-would-it-be?-kind. Yes, it something I think about from time to time.
The gist of it would be Omega and Crosshair get separated from their teams (CF99 and Elite troopers respectively) and have to work together to find them.
It’s during “Crosshair is with Empire” part of show. It involves several plot points some of them were discussed with @kalm5​ so if you like them, just know they poked me in the right direction:
At first the planet was suppose to be the ice-planet but, after a discussion with Kalm, I came to conclusion that this type of setting is getting a little bit overused recently, so since I like aesthetic a snowy planet brings and how it’s fun to draw mud the most fitting would be an early spring/late fall setting on some normal but uninhabited planer. So there could be some tricky weather conditions like, warm days but below zero degrees temperatures at night. I can have a huddle for warmth trope as well as slip on the mud/slide on the butt trope.
Crosshair using Omega’s energy bow with proficiency and Omega’s getting jealous of his skills. Followed with “give the bow back, it’s mine” quarrel that is settled with a quick match that Crosshair easily wins (That might or might not lead to a an archery lesson[s]).
Dialogues are sparse. It’s mostly Omega’s rambling all the time (she hates silence). Crosshair is barely talking + Crosshair getting pissed at Omega’s constant shilling about CF99 (especially Hunter) as she tries to convince him re-join his brothers. Crosshair uses his usual "you don't get it” deflection, to which Omega demands an answer but the sniper just sits there watching the fire unbothered and never elaborates further. It’s never brought up again.
Also, someone gets sick trope. That person is Crosshair. He gets super feverish, delusional and mumbles incoherently (talks with someone from CF99?). It’s time for Omega to put her “medical assistant” skills to a good use. However it also makes her realize her status quo was more honorary than actual as she struggles to keep Crosshair stable.
Not only Crosshair’s orders are to kill CF99 but also bring Omega to Empire if he stumbles upon her. So he is at all time war with himself. He wants to follow orders (the chip) but also old-habits-die-hard and his old habits were to disobey orders. So, subconsciously, his mind is jumping through the hoops to find a loophole.
Omega thinks she is a fully-fledged member of CF99 just to be proven wrong. Crosshair makes her realize the guys handle her with kid gloves and shelter her from many issues and hardships.
At some point Crosshair dislocates Omega’s shoulder by grabbing her as she was about to fall. It was due to the fact that the sniper is used to pull his brothers up and they weight far more than some frail, looking girl (especially Wrecker, since he has Acrophobia[?] and often clings to his brothers for mental support). With Omega, as he acted on instinct, he miscalculated and used far more strength than it was necessary.
At the climax of the story Omega shouts in anger: "no wonder they didn't come back for you" and immediately regretted it, because, of course, it wasn't true, but the damaged has been done.
EDIT:
Companion piece -> [LINK]
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zaana · 2 months
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tw blood
// some ImperialCrosshair angst // this has been in my drafts forever! i thought about adding more but never got to it
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99aceace · 3 months
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The bad batch, but all inhibitor chips activated. All, but Crosshair's. So now Crosshair is a single dad, on a run from his former family. Rest of the batch tries to hunt down him and Omega.
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echojedis · 9 months
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Based on this reply
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martianbugsbunny · 15 days
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Kallus and Crosshair are chilling together in the ✨Character Growth Lounge✨
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I’m sorry WHO IS THIS SULTRY BINCH HERE???
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I might be insane but they made a point to focus on this figure for a good number of frames…just sus to me is all
Is this Imperial Tech?? Is it my son?? I hope so
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painthorseblues · 1 year
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the vulture and the void. #CROSSHAIRSWEEP was trending yesterday with more tweets than the bad batch tag itself and you know what. deserved
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dinbeskarbaby · 8 months
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Brothers with parted ways.
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techs-assistant · 10 months
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You can run, but you can’t hide.
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eclec-tech · 1 month
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"The Turn"
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I had a thought about this handsome fellow, and it manifested itself in the form of a little ficlet...
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Crosshair's eyes narrowed at the screen as five bright blips suddenly appeared exactly where he was hoping they wouldn't. "There's a squad on our tail, closing fast."
Omega turned with the authority of a commander. "Get to the tail gun. I'll get us out of here."
"You're sure?" One of them had to fly and one of them had to shoot. He wasn't at all happy with their chances knowing that she would have to be responsible for one of those.
"Tech taught me! GO!"
That was unexpectedly comforting news. Crosshair nodded and bolted for the rear of the ship, leaving Omega to hopefully do Tech proud as pilot. She did. She climbed and dove, weaving through the terrain as if Tech himself were guiding her hands.
An angry beeping broke her concentration. "The lead ship's targeting our engines! Crosshair, what do I do?"
Crosshair raced back to the cockpit. "Omega, turn sharp, zero thrusters NOW!"
Omega instantly realized her brother's plan. She turned the ship and cut the engines, then immediately reengaged the thrusters--the "Tech Turn". Crosshair almost instantly removed four of their pursuers from the equation. The pilot of the lead ship however, performed the exact same maneuver the moment Omega had begun her own turn, and was now careening skyward in an attempt to once again get behind the shuttle that now had no gunner in position.
Crosshair's blood ran cold. He knew of only one person who could fly like that, and according to a recent conversation with a very tearful Omega, he couldn't possibly be here. Yet here he was.
"Omega, we have a very big problem."
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a-lil-perspective · 2 years
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I pretend I do not see.
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The fuck is it now.
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Bitch.
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The fuck—
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Angy.
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Certified shithead™
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“First of all, fuck the captain—”
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Murder on the brain.
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Eat shit and die.
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Man of few words, but many expressions. XD
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arctrooper69 · 2 months
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Helpless
Hello friends! I'm gonna try to get through a good chuck of Febuwhump this year!
Prompt #1: Helpless @febuwhump
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Warnings: Imperial!Tech. Mentions of needles and implied torture.
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It wasn't the fact that you couldn't move that frightened you the most. Neither was it the blinding lights of the laboratory, nor the frigid metal table that chilled your naked skin. It was the goggled clone who entered into the room behind Dr Hemlock.
"T-Tech?" The words were barely a whisper.
Dr Hemlock chuckled, "I'd like to introduce you to my new science officer. You will be under his care from here on out. I suggest you comply with his direction or things could become rather unpleasant and I don't think any of us want that."
Your heart pounded, chest tightening, threatening to choke you with every beat. You glared, the initial fear quickly succumbing to rage. "Kriff you! What did you do to him, you monster!?"
Hemlock seemed unaffected by the outburst, and simply pressed a small button.
A cry of pain wrenched itself from your lips, jaw snapping shut as a burst of electricity coursed through your body. It was over as soon as it had begun, leaving muscles to twitch as you gasped for breath.
He tutted, "Like I said, cooperate and things will go much easier for you."
He turned to the clone, "Report to me immediately if you find anything useful."
"Yes sir."
Hemlock nodded and briskly turned and walked out of the room.
"Oh Tech..." You sighed with shakey voice, unable to stop the tears running from the corners of your eyes. A mixture of horror and guilt settled deeply in your gut, threatening to poison every thought. "What did they do to you!?"
Tech was silent. He turned to a console across the room.
"Subject is alert and attempting to use emotional appeal to influence the decision making of the chief science officer." He spoke to himself, typing something into the console in front of him.
"Tech!" You shouted, tugging at the restraints,
"Answer me, dammit!"
He was silent for a moment. "Subject appears to be agitated and aggressive. Cooperation will need to be coerced if behavior continues."
"Please talk to me..." The anger seemed to melt, flooding you with a warm, heavy helplessness and heartbreak as he turned to you.
This was not your Tech. It couldn't be. That curious light behind his eyes now deadened into a steely emotionless logic.
"Please..." You pled quietly once again, "Don't you remember me?"
He pulled a metal tray beside him filled with various tools and instruments.
Gloved fingers palpated your inner arm drawing a silent gasp. For a brief fraction of a second your heart jumped at his touch - a body's hopeful instinct seeking that physical connection. Those hands had touched you before, but never so callously - never so cold.
"Relax, this will not harm you. I simply need to collect a few blood samples."
If you closed your eyes, maybe you could imagine that you were back on the Marauder. Maybe you could send yourself back to remember how Tech's fingers passionately caressed over your skin - anything to dull the cold precision of his current examining.
You jerked, pulling against the restraints that held you back. The needle didn't hurt as much as much as the look of indifference in his eyes.
"You used to love me, Tech. Don't you remember?"
He entered something into a datapad and looked up.
"This will go a lot easier if you cooperate."
You pulled against the able again, attempting in vain to rid yourself of this prison.
He regarded you cooly as he walked back to the tray beside the table. "I would advise against that."
"Please!" You pled, tears once again running down your temples, "Use that big extraordinary mind of yours to realize this is wrong!"
He was silent again. You tried to meet his eyes but he simply turned away, grabbing something off of the tray.
"Tech, please!" Your wrists were sore and raw, stinging and burning as the restraints bit at them once again, "I won't let you do this!"
He turned back to face you.
"I do not need your cooperation to gather these results. Fighting me will only make this more unpleasant for you. It is your choice."
He paused, allowing you to consider the options. Anger won over the sorrow.
"Kriff you."
He sighed, "Very well."
A barred restraint snapped across your shoulders and chest and another across your forehead. You felt them tighten - squeezing and pulling - until they allowed not even the smallest wiggle.
"Tech!" You gasped, "Please! You know me! Please don't do this!" Your voice cracked, "Please!"
"Relax, and I will be finished shortly."
"I love you, Tech. Whatever you do to me.... Just remember it isn't you."
A moment of hesitation. A fraction of a nanosecond. A tremor of a hand. One blink and it was gone. As you looked up at him, perhaps there was just a glimmer of sorrow - a single tear unshed and hidden far away. Hope that maybe with time, all could be saved.
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zaana · 9 months
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AU where protective Crosshair helps Omega flee the empire
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oohyesplease · 1 year
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This guy literally has a tank firing at him & doesn’t even flinch once.
Crosshair is cool.
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