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techs-goggles9902 · 1 month
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Soft!Crosshair and fem!reader please
Maybe with something about his hand tremors?
Why did you wait for me? - Soft!Cross x fem!reader
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Word count: 767
Warnings: none? Lmk if I missed something
A/N: Hey, I really wanna know who these anons are or if they’re the same person so I can thank you for these requests!!!! Sorry if this feels rushed or anything. I will happily rewrite it next week if requested. I’ve been sick since Sunday and I feel like trash :P
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Ever since he came back, he’s been… off. His calloused fingers, his eyes, his voice, all once so familiar, now somewhat foreign.
But he’s your Crosshair, he always comes around. You’re his girl. This is no different. Right? And, he always comes back. It’s only been a few hours since the Marauder landed on Padu’s upper level, your home, at the crack of dawn. You were roused by that familiar chime on your comlink.
What the hell, Hunter, you thought when you woke. Couldn’t he wait a few more hours until your alarm went off?
He couldn’t, which you now know.
You met the batch while they were on leave a few years back, fell in love with that tall, lanky sniper of theirs. Once Order 66 happened, Hunter advised you to come with them since Crosshair wasn’t the man you met anymore.
You found Pabu, where you settled down while the boys didn’t. Could you blame them, though?
“Stop staring at me like that, Cross,” you say as you cook him breakfast in your warm kitchen, feeling his gaze dig holes in the back of your head as he sits at the island.
“I’m sorry… I just can’t…” he pauses, swallowing. “I can’t believe you actually waited for me.”
“How could I not? You’re you. No matter what Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum say,” You turn, about to scrape the eggs onto his plate when you see his watery eyes. Those dark irises that usually pierce into people’s souls now desperately gaze into your own.
“I… I did a lot of bad things. Why do you still love me?” He whispers as you slowly put down the pan of eggs. You step around the island to embrace the sniper, his face buried into your sternum.
“Shhh… You didn’t have a choice, back at Tantiss.” His shaky hands lock around the fabric of your shirt. He doesn’t make any sound, just lets the tears stream down his narrow face, catching on his stubble.
“That doesn’t answer my question, love.”
You sigh, cupping his tear stained face in your soft palms. “I loved you during the war, loved you when you left on missions, I loved you when you joined the Empire. This is no different. You’re mine, I’m yours.”
His eyes widen ever so slightly as he gazes up at you, for once.
“How ‘bout we get some food, real food, in you and then we’ll talk?” You softly ask, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.
“Yeah… Yeah, okay.” He nods and you let him go to slide the eggs onto his plate. Watching him eat, you see the muscles working in his jaw as he chews, his temporalis bulging with each bite.
You haven’t seen him since… Kamino. You begged, pleaded for him to join the batch. You remember how he declined and begged for you to join the Empire, they’ll understand, he said.
He finishes eating and you scoop up his plate, turning away to put it in the sink. When you turn around, he’s gone off to your bedroom. You follow, thinking, I bet he hasn’t slept in a while. I mean, really slept.
He stops in the doorway of your room, turning back to you. He quietly asks, “Can I…”
“You don’t need to ask me for anything. What’s mine is yours.”
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You sit against your headboard, his head in your lap. Before, you used to card your hands through his silver curls. Now… You make due with caressing his growing follicles, careful of his lumpy, dented scar.
His hands tremble as they lie against your knee. You tap his fingertip.
“Are you scared?” You ask.
“What? No, why?”
“Your hands.”
“Oh… It just came one day.”
“Tell me… What happened?” You tenderly take his shaking hand in your own and you run your fingers over his too-short nails. Hemlock must’ve had them cut so he wouldn’t claw someone’s eyes out.
Poor Cross… Hemlock’s dying for this.
“You remember the shadows?”
“Mmhmm. The clone assassins.”
“He… Hemlock tried to recondition me into one… I was tested…” He doesn’t have to finish his explanation.
You’re quiet for a beat before you say, “I’m sorry, Cross…”
“Don’t be. You couldn’t do anything.”
“You know, a friend of mine has tremors, too. We can try exercises to… help cope, if you’d like,” you say, pressing your thumb pad down onto his knuckles for a gentle massage.
“I’ll give it a shot, love,” Crosshair says, rolling onto his back to look up at you.
“I love you, Crosshair.”
“I love you too, riduur. You’re my girl.”
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Riduur = spouse in Mando’a
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toska-writes · 5 months
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“Foggy Memories”
Summary: Days blurred together, one after the other. It was getting hard to remember what was real and what was just a figment of Crosshair’s imagination
Pairing: Crosshair x platonic padawan reader (ITS ALL PLATONIC)
Warning: nothing really Just some angst!
Word Count: 1061
Notes: I feel like that audio that goes “I’m me again, it feels like it’s been years.” Writing this brought a smile to my face as I realized how much I enjoyed doing these before! Thank you to all the support that still happens on this page even if I’ve been inactive, it’s crazy to me and I love you all for it!
Requests are open again! Or just send a message if you want I love to receive them
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His eyelids were becoming harder and harder to keep open. Crosshairs mind trying to block out what happened before... what did happen?
Cross' furrowed his brows trying to remember as his knees were tucked closely to his chest.
More water from the stormy planet of Kamino woke him up from his daze.
"Cross?" It took the clone a moment to recognize Omegas voice. Moving his head slowly to look over his shoulder, he watched as his brothers and commander playing in the puddles on the landing pad.
That can't be right
Omegas smile didn't leave her face as she continued to stare at Crosshair. It never seemed too.
"Are you going to join us?" Her voice was light. Crosshair could have sworn it was different. Something changed. It wasn't this happy.
Something tugged at his insides as Crosshair shook his head no. "I'm not feeling to good right now." His voice was gravely and strained, how long had he been there?
Omega gave a small shrug and returned to the fun that seemed to be behind Cross.
The sun started to set, once again, over the endless ocean that could have gone to the ends of the galaxy. He wanted to close his eyes, to bask in the dying sun since something inside him said this was the last chance.
A figure sat down next to him. The slight bump of their shoulder felt like a soft trace of the wind. "It's ok Cross." He could recognize his old commanding padawan better, their voice was as familiar as his own reflection.
He slightly looked over, they sat the same was as Cross trying to get some cover from the wind.
Crosshair could only look for a moment, that's what he was good at doing anyways, this time the memory feeling familiar.
"We're alright." You continued, a small smiled pulled at the edges of your lips. The clone only nodded his head, but something in his eyes told you he was comforted by your words.
Your own gaze now fell to the warm hues of the sun. Taking a breath in of the salty air you spoke once again. "Can't you believe it Cross? That the wars over?"
Despite his sluggish mind Crosshair snapped his head towards your direction.
No. He was there when the war was announced over. When the Jedi were announced...
But there you were, sitting next to him on the cool landing pad.
"I've dreamed of this," You continued as if you didn't pick up on the confusion radiating off Crosshair. "What are we going to do?"
Your old smiled calmed Cross' nerves, some things don't change.
"We can go anywhere we want." Youre tone was in a dreamy whispers as you thought of the possibilities.
"We can't." Crosshairs' own voice grated against his ears. His mind was foggy but the memories that stained his past seemed to play over and over again.
"The empire-" His words were cut off as you stared at him with a quizzical look. When someone was teaching you something new, or plans were being explained again, you had the same expression now.
Laughter erupted from the others as Wrecker laid flat of his back slipping from the slick surface bellow.
The urge to join his brothers ate up Crosshair, but his tired body refused to move him. Thats when he knew something was off. The energy and excitement his brothers, his family all seemed to have were odd. Crosshair caught himself thinking over the days before but came up empty handed.
You laughed along with them, turning towards Cross. The word Crosshair spoke seemed to unbothered you as you returned your gaze to him.
In the absence of his clear mind Crosshair found himself asking the question. "Why are we still here?"
His commanders soft eyes scanned his face. For a moment Cross thought as if they would reach out with a comforting hand, but it never touched him.
"You can come with us Cross." The unmistakable voice of Hunter rang from behind the pair.
Omega was glued to Hunters side with the rest of his squad lined up next to the sergeant.
He looked to Tech, the brother that he acted like annoyed him, but who Cross would do anything in the entire galaxy to hear explain something new he researched again.
His eyes shifted to Wrecker. The one who made the war seem lighter and everything less scary. His deep laugh seemed lifetimes away now, but the soft smile he was giving Crosshair now could lighten his spirits in an instant.
Hunter and Omega, the brother he can't help but admit that he looked up too, one he could never fathom living without. It was true when Crosshair said he would follow his commands to the ends of the galaxy.
Omega with a pure smile and heart, one that hasn't yet seemed to give up on Crosshair.
A faint smile ghosted his lips, the thought of them staying with him warmed him against the salty winds.
To you, now he looked. The commander that got under his skin in the best way, the one he caught himself looking out for in different missions and the only nat born he could say he was fond of.
"Please come with us Cross." Your voice was darker, graver now. The sound of rain now pounded the landing pad as your pleas were lost to the wind. "I don't want to loose you to."
This was too close. A memory his foggy brain was trying to forget. This was too close to what really happened. 
Crosshair's legs unfolded from his body as in a stumbled he pushed himself up and looked over his shoulder.
His feet caught him in a moment, looking up to where his brothers stood before. Now it was completely void of anything.
The sun seemed to disappear as the reality of the stormy night crashed into Crosshair . Alone.
In a frenzy Crosshair snapped his head to find his padawan gone as well. Everything was gone. What was new?
His legs shook under the cold wind, his knees giving out and dropping him the landing pad bellow.
"I'm sorry Cross" the words either said by something for carried by the wind itself whispered into his ear.
Oh yeah... he could remember now. But how many days has he really been alone?
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lunarninja613 · 1 year
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Crosshair: I don't care who you are... Crosshair: If your little sister falls asleep on your lap... Crosshair: And even after thirty minutes when both of your legs go numb... Crosshair: Don't move! Crosshair: You kriffing stay there and appreciate the cute little thing in your lap!
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theartgremlin · 1 year
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Y’all are gonna hate me for this one…
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theartgremlin2 · 3 months
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I brought Crosshair along Christmas tree hunting last month. I learned a few new Mando’a words…
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paperback-rascal · 2 years
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The comics is another installment of the idea that Crosshair sees perfectly in the dark, also inspired by @kalm5​‘s idea that they posted after we talked about how, if Clone Force 99 was such a top secret unit, that most clones, especially young clone cadets, wouldn’t know about them so The Bad Batch would probably became... some sort of Kamino’s urban legends amongst the clone cadets?
Clones obviously stumbled upon them one way or another but since they look different and probably the encounters were very brief that some sort of stories begun to form about them, then rumor mill would do the rest, blowing everything out of the proportion!
Crosshair would probably become some sort of cautionary tale that ends with a clone (cadet) becoming a ghost that roams the halls at night.
Hunter would be a clone (cadet) that looks off, but helps fellow cadets when they get lost (because he, himself, never is) then just disappears before a person in need could even thank him for help.
Tech is this disembodied clicking noise coming from the tech room in the middle of the night or a fellow clone that just works in computer room at night that will never reply (or even turn around) when addressed to.
Wrecker would become a story about a very disobedient clone (cadet) that was used for experiment as a form of punishment. He would often escape the labs located at lower level of Kamino and is constantly hunt down by the Kamino guards to be dragged back for more experiments.
So you better eat those vegetables or you’ll join the mutated clone cadet in his misery!
Of course everyone at Kamino claims the stories are just that... the stories! But clone cadets think it’s another conspiracy theory because there is a grain of truth in every story... right?
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STAR WARS: The Clone Wars/The Bad Batch © George Lucas/ Dave Filoni/ LucasFilm/ Disney
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lirinck2 · 1 year
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TBB S2 EPISODE 3 SPOILER
CODY DESERTED FROM THE EMPIRE!!!?!?!?;?!!!!!!!!
I'm shocked I'm going crazy heeeellpppp
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derpymidnight · 1 year
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That scene with Crosshair eating alone is so sad. It's completely humbling. He could've sat alone on the table behind those clones but he didn't, which meant that he wanted company and he was seeking it out.
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jenstar1992-2 · 1 year
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Crosshair S2E3
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the-bad-batch-baroness · 11 months
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*Pre Echo CF99
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deewithani · 1 month
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New headcanon:
Crosshair gave Lula to Wrecker.
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techs-goggles9902 · 10 months
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Okay, I know this is kinda popular, but I feel like Crosshair would just fall asleep anywhere. Sitting on a crate after a mission? Out cold. Listening to Tech’s rambling? Literally passed out.
Like he could just lean back, cross his arms and legs and just let his head hang, his chin nearly touching his chest.
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toska-writes · 1 year
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“Sniper”
Summary: Dispatched with the strange group known as Clone Force 99 you find yourself trying to win the respect of a hard to please sniper
Pairing: Crosshair x Padawan Reader (Platonic)
Warning: A very soft Crosshair! Mentions of a gun ofc
Word Count: 1496
Read here on ao3! (✩)
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The batch was interesting, well that's what you heard. On the battle field they fought perfectly in sync, barely communicating. But to be with them even for a short time? To say the least you were worried you'd mess it up.
Your master left you in the company of Clone Force 99 temporarily while another battle was being fought, apparently deemed to dangerous for you.
The Marauder touched down in the middle of a clearing, some planet in the middle of the outer rim was said to have Separatist activity, and the batch was to scout ahead to make sure it was worth the Republics time to investigate.
Hunter and Tech went out to scout first which left you, Wrecker, and Grouchy McGrouch to watch the ship.
The others seemed to come on to you fine when you first met but a certain sniper was pretty hard to please.
"I think," Wrecker started, startling you a little bit with the volume " he'll come round, your a great kid to be around." He gestured towards Crosshair. Clearly he saw you staring
"Thanks Wreck" You sighed leaning against the ship. "I'm just worried he thinks I'm an annoying little nat-born."
"He probably does." Wrecker said bluntly "But he thinks that about everyone, and if that's nat-born it's reg, or shiny or-" He started rambling different names, all not sounding the nicest but something caught your attention.
It was probably the stupidest idea, but it would be stupider not the act on it right?
With as much confidence you could must you walked over to where Crosshair was sat cleaning his precious riffle. Seriously how many times does he do that?
"Hey Crosshair" You said walking up to him, why were you nervous, and why was it so important you needed him to like you? At least acknowledge you in a less formal way.
"Sir" He nodded never looking up. The toothpick in his mouth moved from one side to the other
"Well- umm" You started, not really thinking ahead this far. "I had some questions about that."
You pointed to where the sleek weapon was cradled in his arms.
“My sniper?" He asked, finally meeting your gaze. Clearly he also was surprised by the question.
"Yeah, well I don't normally use anything like that because I have my lightsaber and the extra vibro-blade" You stated. "I mean I used a DC-15S before but they are quite different obviously-" You trailed off, you caught the confused look in Crosshairs eyes
"They are quite different." The tone he used betrayed nothing of what he was thinking. "Of course something a little more... similar would be the DC-15A blaster riffle, but I myself prefer the 773 Firepuntcher rifle."
Now you were getting somewhere. This is exactly what you wanted, you just needed to find the right things to discuss especially if the other is interested in it.
"Wow a 773 rifle." You whistled, trying to contain your victory smile. "Now does it have a lot of backlash and how much range does it have, oh and what about the modifications you made?" You practically bombarded him with questions.
He answered a few, his tone still sounding the same as before, but you kept coming back with questions or anything else that might help make a better impression of you in his eyes.
After a few more minutes of this he quietly got up and signaled with his head for you to follow.
The two of you walked into the surrounding trees, Crosshairs long legs keep a very swift pace with you practically running to catch up, he found a small opening and crouched down.
"Your lucky I was bored enough to do this." He quipped. A stand popped out from the underside of the rifle, he got to his stomach the gun propped up in front with the back end crowded by his shoulder.
'Oh what the kriff' You though getting onto your own stomach beside crosshair.
"The modifications on this have it so the firepower is released quieter and not as much back lash hits the user." Crosshair said slowly linking his eye up with the scope on top.
You were amazed to say the least, seeing someone in their element like that was incredible. You didn't say anything only nodded worried that you were going to distract him.
He aimed up a little then pulled the trigger and let it fire, a perfect hole was in the middle of a low hanging leaf. Some smoke went up but it was still intact, a little more to either side would have make the leaf rip. Somehow it also didn't disintegrate
"Wow" Was all you could croak out, eyes wide still staring."
You almost missed the pleased smirk coming from the the sharpshooter. "Honestly kid, I though you saw a sniper doing their work before."
'Kid' Now you were getting somewhere.
He made another quick gesture with his head and you got back down to the laying position nearly touching sides with Crosshair.
"Ever shoot one before." You looked at him confused, was he really going the way you though he was with this?
"No" You shook your head.
He quickly rearranged the riffle to fit between your right shoulder, sure it was a tad bit big and lengthy for your liking but you were touching Crosshairs riffle. HIS RIFFLE, you were sure people lost fingers trying to do it before you.
"Cross-" You started but stopped as he positioned your hand to the appropriate space.
"Try to find another leaf" He said. His head was angled to try and look down the top of the gun from where he was still on his stomach.
You put your eye up to the scope. "Ok not that close." He almost snapped.
You backed up and regrouped for a seconded. Trying again you look through.
"Fix your hands, and your position." Was he loosing patience or was that how he always was? You obeyed him though.
"How about that one?" You aimed up,It was rhetorical but it made you feel better none the less.
"The one next to it." Was very bluntly said next to you, clearly it wasn't rhetorical.
You went a little towards the left, the air seemed to grow thicker as you sized up the leaf.
You sat there for a moment more, Crosshairs hands hovering around making slight adjustments here and there. This is we're the doute slowly crept in.
"Shhhh" was all that came from besides you.
Crosshair aimed the barrel a little high up and then gave the nod to fire.
The shot was fired, you barely got pushed back as the force of the shot rocked the gun backwards.
At least you hit something, the trunk of the tree had a freshly made wound glowing red until it cooled.
"See?" Was all you mumbled.
Crosshair shook his head, meeting your eyes he said "again, this time don't think as much."
You sighed lining yourself up again. Crosshair made a few tweaks but then let you go free.
"Go blank" He said again then gave you the nod to shoot.
The shot fired again.
"I did it!" A giddy laugh escaped your mouth. You sat up slightly on your elbows "Did you see that!"
You looked eagerly to the man sitting next to you.
"I did." He nodded.
You sprang from your spot of the forest floor and tan to collect your prize. Sure the leaf wasn't perfectly as clean but it didn't fall apart and you were thankful for that.
"Look at it! Look!" You ran back to Cross with your arms outstretched. He took was already standing with his riffle already neatly away and slung around his shoulder.
He gave you a ginger smile then took the delicate leaf from your hands holding it up slightly to his face.
"That was pretty decent kid." He said looking down to you. He gave a solemn nod handing you back the leaf.
Those words could have sent you to another planet, that was all you were looking for from the teams sniper.
The two of you started back to the clearing, this time you were ahead with a little more pep in your step ready to show your small victory to the team.
"Hunter look what Crosshair showed me to do!" You ran up to him.
"Wow Crosshair let you touch his riffle?" Wrecker asked with a smile on his own face.
"Mhm it was so cool!" You practically shouted
Hunter looked up from your happy face to meet his brothers.
Crosshair once again leaned against the ship popping a toothpick in his mouth giving his brother a small smirk and a shrug.
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lunarninja613 · 1 year
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My Thoughts for Bad Batch Season Two Episode Fourteen (basically just Crosshair)
I am not sure if anyone has mentioned this yet, but at twenty-five minutes and twenty-four seconds, when they are injecting Crosshair with some stuff, you can actually see the tears in his eyes.
But also, when he grabs the blaster and shoots down the troopers, I was cheering.
When Hunter says something like, "How do we know that Crosshair's not trying to capture us?" I was like, "SHUT UP HUNTER! GO SAVE YOUR BROTHER OR I'LL GO DO IT MYSELF!" And I know he's just being cautious, but still!
In conclusion, I just want to hug Crosshair and tell him that everything will be okay (hopefully)
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theartgremlin · 1 year
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So my friend @nobody-expects-the-inquisitorius realized that my lil Jedi initiate oc and Crosshair have a lot of similarities…
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I just had to make some little comics outta some of the dialogue we came up with XD
Ell is a tiny menace and she has decided that Crosshair is the right person to antagonize. Good luck, buddy!
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zaptrapp · 30 days
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How do Rex/Wolffe/Gregor girlies sleep knowing they're safe for the Bad Batch finale:
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How do Hunter/Wrecker/Crosshair/Echo/Howzer/Cody girlies sleep:
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