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sergeantgoggles · 2 months
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“I believe we have made the correct choice in staying here,” Tech says finally.
Hunter hums in agreement and plays with the plain band on his husband’s finger. He doesn’t see it, but Tech blushes. It feels like only yesterday that they stood in this spot, and Hunter asked if they could settle down here together, asked if they could make a life and a family here once and for all. He asked Tech to exchange vows with him, and after so many years, a war, and a tyrannic regime out to terrorize the galaxy, the obvious answer could only be yes.
And so, they exchanged vows, right here, exactly one year ago.
A soft chuckle tickles the back of Tech’s neck. “You know what? I was thinking the same thing.”
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rendomski · 7 months
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Win-win
Hunter/Tech, Tech/Crosshair
Drabble, rated M
Tech wakes up, thrusting into a warm hand wrapped around his cock.
“Look what I’ve found,” murmurs Hunter, stroking him.
Tech gasps, “Sorry,” before he realizes Hunter does not mean his datapad or some tool Tech left in the bed again.
Hunter nuzzles his cheek drowsily, cuddles up to him and is fast asleep in a few moments, his hand around Tech’s erect cock goes slack.
Hunter is asleep after his watch at the helm, and Tech is fully awake now, some parts of him even too awake. With a sigh, Tech takes the matter into his own hands.
“So, riled you up and dropped off?” whispers Crosshair from his bunk.
“You can say so,”
Crosshair yawns. “Fuck him.” Tech wants to ask what Crosshair curses Hunter for this time, but it appears to be a literal suggestion. “Either he wakes up and has to finish what he started. Or he won’t, and you get to finish what you started. Win-win.”
The latter option is highly unlikely. “I am not waking him up.”
“Suit yourself.”
Tech pauses his activities, pondering. “You’re not asleep, though. Can I fuck you instead?”
Crosshair is not a complete asshole, after all. He clasps a hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter and not to wake Hunter up.
“How can I resist the worst seduction attempt ever?”
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black-raine · 1 year
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I suddenly had an idea and i am in love with it, so just fangirl with me for a moment…
Do you realize how neat it is that Hunter could tell anyone’s heart beat per minute. How useful that would be when it comes to medical assistance. Because as Tech has once said when referring to his ability; “Hunter’s never wrong.”
Short:
Hunter and Tech crouched above a clone who’d been shot down in battle, the heat still reigning over them chaotically.
Swiftly pulling out a medkit Tech scrambled through it’s contents for something useful. Anything to help save this man’s life. “Pulse?” He asked as calmly as he could manage, swallowing dryly.
Hunter firmly pressed two fingers to the clone’s wrist, “twenty one beats per minute,” Hunter said coldly, most likely coming to the same conclusion Tech did.
This man was going to die…
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eelfuneral · 1 year
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Maybe I just have my shipping goggles on too tight, but I thought that it was super cute that Tech’s first instinct upon discovering that the markings on the wall were older than the Republic was to tell Hunter.
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mroddmod · 21 days
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one of the very few to show the batch kindness back on kamino
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clonesuperiority · 19 days
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I'm not sure if it's canon that hunters face tattoo continues further down, but I came across @lornaka s take on hunters tattoos and really wanted to give it a try myself :3
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littlefeatherr · 23 days
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cat_does_the_arts
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eso-terrors · 1 month
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Hunter hasn’t gotten a proper break since the squad left Kamino the first time… I feel like he takes care of everyone but forgets about himself, typical eldest sibling in crisis mode :((
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gingerpines · 3 months
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family🫶🏻
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shyranno · 3 months
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kiss kiss fall in love
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sergeantgoggles · 3 months
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If CX-1 is Tech and he's a acting as an Imperial spy, I want the batch to be in some sort of gunfight with him and Hunter being like "this is familiar, why is this familiar??" And then they're at a stand-off, and Hunter's all teary-eyed as he rips off his bucket and quietly calls Tech's name because it *has* to be him. He starts approaching, and CX-1/Tech is like, "No! You have to stay away! It is the only way I can keep you safe!"
Cue Hunter spending half the season knowing that Tech is alive but can't tell a soul or do anything about it.
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rendomski · 7 months
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Eyeballs deep in my own sweet little HunTech rn, I want to recommend an excellent Hunter / Tech fic by another author, “on the nights that seem endless, you are like daylight” by inconocible
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It is not only about the romance between the two people but also, if not even more about the family and shared traumas that leave their scars and pain, and about all kinds of love and bonds keeping this company together.
I fell in love with this fic from the first words of the summary "When Tech chose to fall…" because that was exactly what he did, breaking all our hearts. He didn't just fall, it was a conscious decision, a sacrifice. Hell, it is easy to forget sometimes that the Batchers are not just a band of devil-may-care super soldiers with a 100% success rate. They are very serious about their missions, they had the kriffing last resort Plan 99 demanding the sacrifice of one of their own. And even after their escape, during all those discussions should they remain soldiers, Plan 99 still exists, and Tech deploys it.
So, boy, I’m glad to see him alive in this fic, see all of them saved and safe for a time being, and in a slow process of healing. It is one of the best and most credible versions of a happy end to all of them. Echo sharing his time between fighting for the cause and staying with his found family, Omega having a normal kid's life, and others blending into the community of Pabu. Wrecker as an art and PA teacher, OMFG, it suits him so well!
Also, they are so relaxed and touchy-feely here, the queerplatonic vibes are very heartwarming. Hunter and Tech looking after each other make my heart full, and their more, well, affectionate bits are so spicy! And though no other romantic relationships are stated, I liked the whiff of Echo/Wrecker, I’m just too partial towards this pair.
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black-raine · 1 year
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The Touch Of Hands | Hunter/Tech
Broken. So many pieces were utterly shattered upon the ground at his feet. For a moment he stared at them, silently sulking upon the idea of walking all the way back to The Havoc Marauder without them. 
"You...good?" Hunter asked hesitantly, a hand wanting to grip Tech's shoulder in some sort of halfhearted comfort. 
Tech steadied himself against a nearby tree and looked up at what was now a blurry face, "I will manage." So he had told, yet there was an obvious doubt to his tone. 
During a strange errand off world from Cid, they'd gotten thrown off the path back to their ship. And after a few minutes of trudging through thick forest, it had finally happened. Tech had tripped over a vine in a poor attempt to check his device while trying to keep up the pace with Hunter, who was busy navigating through the tough conditions himself. And let's just leave it at, don't ever fall and bang your head against the meanest rock in the whole damn galaxy. 
It was cold and dark with the moon supplying only minimal light through the treetops, and if Tech really wanted to even make out the outline of his companion's face he had to squint quite heavily. Because without his goggles, he was practically as visually impaired as the first man who had figured out it was bad to stare at the sun. And even that was an understatement. 
Hunter smirked; he knew how bad Tech's eye sight was, but if the fool wanted to stumble around in the jungle, then who was Hunter to stop him? "If you say so," he said through a small chuckle, knowing he'd be helping after a couple of trial and errors. 
Tech ignored him with a roll of his eyes, focussing on feeling what was around himself. Yet, that wasn't too helpful either, apparently. The first step in and he was already face planting into a tree, embracing it like his only hope of a secure lifeline. 
Hunter sighed as he turned around, yet only to glance upon him disappointingly; he'd at least thought Tech would've made it a minute or two. Guess he was wrong too. "Need any help yet?" 
Tech drew in a deep breath before nodding, grip loosening on the tree in a small pout of shame. "I suppose so." 
Hunter hummed whilst stretching out an inviting hand to him, ready to take hold of his technician. "Take my hand," he called in a gentle voice, understanding how Tech must've felt at the moment. 
He was dead wrong...again.
Tech's heart throbbed at the kind tone his leader used while slowly creeping his own hand towards his, fingers reaching out in an eager hast to hold Hunter's hand. Was this really necessary? There had to be another way, but like hell Tech was passing up this chance. 
Their hands slid together, palms fitting into one another's like a missing piece to a puzzle. 
Tech looked to the ground as he felt the heat rush to his cheeks, tinting them pink. The pad of his thumb rubbing in a single circle, feeling the fabric clothing the top of Hunter's hand. It was...stimulating. 
"Shall we?" Hunter gestured towards the blurry forest ahead, grip slightly tightening around Tech's needy hold. 
He nodded, seeming to snap out of his fixation at Hunter's gingerly voice. 
This was going to be a long walk. 
However, somehow within the span of twenty minutes on their journey through the dirt and brush, it had turned into a little more then that. Truth was, Hunter could feel the absolute pounding of Tech's heart through the mere connection they currently shared, and it would be a waste of an opportunity if he didn't take the chance to mess with his technician at least a little. 
"Something on your mind?" Hunter asked, an all-knowing tone hidden behind his curious sounding words. 
Tech shrank a bit behind him, getting the hint that he might've noticed his continuous staring over the past few minutes. "Nothing at the moment, no." Lies. 
Devilishly smirking behind the cover of his helmet, Hunter yanked on Tech's arm causing him to stumble forwards into Hunter's "innocently" waiting embrace. 
Tone lowered to a husky pitch Hunter grabbed at his companion's hip, gaze intimidatingly locked onto the others before grounding out the words; "Really? Seemed like there was..." 
Tech gulped. Sound caught in his ever so tightening throat as he stared into the dark and mysterious visor of his capture's. His heart rammed against his rib cage, rapidly sped up to an unbearable pace. 
Hunter smiled, gladly sliding his free hand along Tech's side to help him stable himself once more. The proud feeling in his chest swelled, knowing that he could make his companion so overly thrilled simply at the touch of his hand. 
Tech said nothing as they began walking again, for once too caught up the adrenaline rushing through his head to speak. Only now did it come to him that Hunter could feel his reactions so clearly, and in knowing that he hung his head low, feeling cowed. 
Soon, they'd finally arrived back to The Havoc Marauder safe and sound. The breath of relief being a welcoming feel upon seeing it's dull and dirtied haul. 
Hunter hesitantly released Tech's hand, creating a slow drag of their fingers along one another's warmed palm. "That wasn't so bad," Hunter sighed while removing his helmet, feeling somehow not completely content just yet. 
"Agreed." Replying somewhat shyly, Tech copied his motions, also unmasking. He felt it too, as if something wasn't complete between them after all that.
It lingered, and for a solid two minutes they stood shoulder to shoulder, not moving a muscle. 
Until he did. 
Hunter was the one to attempt a first step forward, trying to vacate the building of whatever that unyielding aura was. Which didn't go quite as he planned. 
Tech uncharacteristically moved into his path, tripping his commander into his awaiting arms. 
Hunter reached out, a small grunt of surprise slipping out of him as he now held desperately onto Tech's shoulders. Brown eyes gazing down at him with such intensity. 
"You felt it earlier. Do you feel it now?" Tech asked, voice thickening sternly. His hand clenched around now Hunter's hip, the other placed comfortably onto his back for stability. 
Swallowing hard, Hunter suddenly was hit with a rush of heat boiling in him. It washed over his entire person as he now stared into the stone cold eyes of his technician, nodding firmly to confirm that he did, in fact feel the same. 
It took nothing more then that for Tech's hand to glide up from his hip to his hair, tilting Hunter's head until their lips met halfway in a passionate kiss. Their first kiss. 
It was heated yet neat, and the pecking only continued as their mouths kept clashing together. And before they knew it, positions had switched with Hunter pinning Tech down into one of The Havoc Marauder's chairs. 
Knee wedged between supple thighs Hunter planted his hands on either side of Tech's head, kissing down from his mouth and trailing pecks along his jaw whilst listening to his companion's easing moans as their hands gripped at his chest plating tightly. 
Yeah... This wasn't bad one bit. 
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eelfuneral · 1 year
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A Hunter/Tech modern AU fic where they meet at a very loud party and commiserate over being trapped in Sensory Hell.
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mroddmod · 13 days
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everyone be quiet i'm manifesting
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hira492 · 3 months
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WAKE UP, BAD BATCH NATION!!
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