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oceansssblue · 3 days

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Hunter not being able to have the time or place to relieve himself pls ☺️

One explicit&short sexy Hunter smut coming right up!

"TEN MINUTES OF PRIVACY"

TBB REQUESTS —HUNTER/F READER 📩🔥

WARNINGS: HUNTER BEING SEXY, HUNTER BEING CAUGHT ON THE ACT, HUNTER BEING KISSED AND TOUCHED.

Hunter was a responsible man. He had been taught to be like that; always taking care of his men, his squad. He worked towards his objectives with his brothers on his mind; always trying to secure their safety no matter how dangerous the situations they found themselves in were. Now, though... Now Hunter only wanted to take care of one thing; himself.

It felt like ages since he had had the time to relieve himself. They had been busy, that wasn't a doubt; first taking care of Tech's precarious health after Eriadu, then reuniting with Omega and Crosshair... And now even Echo was back on the Marauder. It was as crampt as it had ever been; and though Hunter loved his family with all his heart, he just wanted fifteen minutes of privacy for himself.

Those fifteen minutes of peace had been impossible to find. Every time he thought he finally had them, someone would return to the ship or comm him; and his free time would be tragically interrupted. On one time Tech had urgently asked for his help with some repairs; on another, Crosshair had found a reason to fight with a bunch of locals and –though Wrecker had assured him he had it under control– Hunter just had to intervene. On a third ocasion, Echo had asked his opinion on an alternative strategy for their next mission; and even Omega had been unusually affectionate lately, shadowing his every step as if she were afraid to get separated again.

His frustration only continued to grow when days kept passing by. It wasn't just because he wanted to; masturbating was more of a need, now. He felt tense and irritated, snapping at every minor thing. His headaches were only getting worse, nights without rest more common than not. It was only a matter of time before he bursted and said hurtful things; and he didn't want to hurt anyone.

Finally, luckily, his brothers seemed to catch on. It's Echo who suggests going out for a walk, and he manages to convince everyone with the promise of a pretty sunset on Pabu, pointing out that Hunter's migraines are only getting worse and he needs some silence and space to himself. They accept with various degrees of excitement; but they do, and they leave, and Hunter finds himself suddenly on his own.

He doesn't even bother to get fully naked; he doesn't have the patience. He sits on his bunk and tugs his pants down; already hard cock inmediately falling to rest on his stomach when freed. It's warm in the room, so he does take his shirt of and throws it carelessly somewhere on the floor. He doesn't waste any more time and sighs in relief, closing his hand around his cock. Privacy at least.

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You hadn't met the boys until their fourth month on Pabu. Their arrival had been the talk of the island for quite some time; not only because rumours said they were a surprising set of clones, but because Pabu suddenly had five handsome elegible bachelors to pick from. Wrecker made you feel small and cute, his energy as radiant as the sun; Echo was the gentleman of any girl's dream. You'd never grow bored with Tech, he was an interesting person to chat with; and Crosshair was all quiet and mysterious, tempting you to find his secrets. Objectively, you could see all of this attributes in the Batch; you could understand the hype. Personally, though... Personally, Hunter had the 100% of your attention.

He was so handsome. Your eyes had inmediatelly locked onto his figure the first time you had had the chance to see him; this firm but kind soldier helping a blonde teenager –you later learned their sister was called Omega– practice what seemed to be defence moves in front of their ship. The second time you had seen Hunter had been one morning on the beach. You had woken up early to be able to swim through Pabu's clean waters without anyone else disturbing the sea's wildlife; diving goggles and swimming fins in hand. After a quiet relaxing swim in the sea, you had sat down in the sand for a bit; and your distracted gaze had followed Hunter's attractive figure in his morning run through the beach.

One thing you had learned about, was that Hunter was always aware of what was happening around him. Weeks later, he had explained to you it was part of his special set of abilities. His mutations. In that second meet up, you had been embarassedly shocked to be caught gawking at him; though it had quickly turned to a pleased shyness when fifteen minutes later Hunter had returned to the same spot to talk to you. He had first greeted you with a sexy little smile; asking to sit besides you if you didn't mind the smell of his built up sweat. He had made you feel comfortable and safe since that very first time; and all those that followed.

It's not that you have consciously started to date him or anything. Hell, you've never even kissed yet. It's just all casual meet ups that ends with the two of you having the best time together. You might be doing groceries and Hunter making his way to their apartment after their latest arrival; and so he will offer you to help with the bags, and you'll accept, and once everything is properly placed in your home, one of you would suggest having a walk together and catch up with your respectives lifes. It feels like a date, most of the times; but none are planned, adressed as such, and Hunter has so many suitors –and is so genuinely kind– you wonder if you're seing things that are not really there.

You've heard the Batch is back on Pabu after three whole weeks travelling the galaxy, though, and you had seen everyone but Hunter in the beach some minutes ago; you know it means he's staying back and resting in the Marauder. You want to see him, so –even though you don't really know if it's your place or not– you make your way down to their ship. You'll just say hi and leave him be.

The Marauder's ramp is still opened, so you jump up and enter the ship. The cockpit's empty; you guess Hunter's somewhere inside. You call him softly, not wanting to wake him up in case he's using the time to catch up on some sleep; but you receive no answer, so you continue walking through the corridor, innocently.

There's a low muttering coming from a room, so you redirect your steps there; and you come to a stop completely frozen in front of the opened door. H-Hunter... Hunter's lounging on one of the bunks, with the back of his head resting against the wall; eyes closed and face relaxed in upmost pleasure. Small words and what you now clearly identify as whimpers and moans escape his parted lips ocasionally; shirt abandoned to the floor and abdominal muscles twitching with each particular rush of pleasure, sweat dripping down his chest and shimmering on his tanned skin. His pants are just low enough so that he can have access at his cock; one hand firmly wrapped around it and stroking up and down while the other clenches on his thigh. And his cock... Fuck, it looks good, dripping precum and flushed almost red by now; Hunter must be reaching his end any minute now.

Hunter... Is a sin, and though your shock is big enough to erase any coherent word from your mind, you aren't made of stone; and your breathing pattern grows heavier with desire while your heart speeds up, and even lost in his own pleasure, Hunter hears that.

His eyes snap open, his face turning slightly to the left to take a glance at the door. Your eyes lock and Hunter gasps out loud, something that sounds like a mix of utter shock and pleasure yet; his hand reluctantly stopping and resting around the base of his cock. Hunter's wide eyes and redenning cheeks show his embarassment at being caught like this; but to your surprise, he doesn't run to pull his pants back up, or hide his raging boner. He just waits, perhaps deciding on what to say or do.

"Mesh'la..." he suddenly and almost hesitantly calls you by that nickname he had started to use for you a month back.

You don't know what it means, though when asking his brothers, Tech had pointed out it was in their language, Mando'a.

Hunter calling you reminds you that you're still staring; staring at Hunter and his half naked body, cock exposed, and invading a clearly very private moment you have no right to stand by.

"O-oh, I'm sorry, Hunter" you quickly blurt out, eyes flying down and focusing on a spot on the floor in front of your feet. "I just saw your family at the beach, thought I'd come and said hi, and then I heard a noise and... Uh... I didn't know... You were..."

You inevitably take a glance upwards, and to your shock, Hunter's cock twitches in his frozen hand and he lets out a small moan.

He doesn't look particularly bothered by your interruption. By the situation. It seems he's just more impatient to carry on, so maybe you should just turn around and leave and...

"Mesh'la... Touch me" he answers, voice deep sending tingles down your spine.

You can't help but stutter as you fix your eyes on his.

"S-s-sorry?" It's what comes out of your mouth, stunned.

You must have heard wrong. There's no chance he just asked that.

"Please" Hunter suddenly whines, words turning him into a bothered mess. "Please, mesh'la, been wanting to masturbate for so long, but it has been impossible here, and now that I finally had the space to do so I tried and I, I... I'm subsconsciously stressed they're going to come back and interrupt me any time now, and I can't also stop thinking about last mission and..."

You're still shocked looking at Hunter; though his words are starting to slowly sink in, and he reads it in your wide eyes. You're so close to him and...

"Please" he begs, quietly but desperately. "Please help me cum".

You need ten more seconds before you finally find the way to reboot your mind again and you're able to nod. Hunter whimpers in relief and inevitably strokes his cock up and down once; stopping afterwards and leaving both of his hands on ech respective thigh; widening them so you have plenty of space to comfortably work with him. You gulp your nervousness down and slowly approach him.

Hunter's dark gaze doesn't leave your eyes as you sink down on your knees between his legs impossibly slowly. Your eyes swipe down over his perfectly trained body, and his cock twitches again against his stomach. The sight makes you bite your lip in a mix of desire, nerves and shyness; and Hunter groans torturedly.

"Mesh'la..." he calls you again, needy, and you breathe in and glance up at his face before setting your resolve.

Your left hand caresses up Hunter's left thigh, thumb squeezing once on the dip between his pelvis and leg; while your right teases down Hunter's abs to finally close around his length. Hunter's impossibly hard. You start with your first movement up and down his cock; and Hunter moans.

"Y-yeah... Yeah, cyare, thank you, yes..." he stutters in half whimpers, half relieved moans, and you have to contain one of yours.

He looks so good like this, so needy, so lost. So desperate.

"You look hot as fuck, Hunter" you tell him, voice barely more than a whisper.

Hunter moans needily and his hips cant forward towards your hand.

"M-mesh'la... M-m sorry for springing this on you so suddenly, just... Just wanted to cum and... Wanted you for weeks too, mesh'la, so pretty, fuck..."

Okay. Okay. Breathe. Hunter's a talker during sex, the kind of person that just looses himself in it and talks his mind of, and that's perfectly fine. You aren't gonna pass out. You are going to cope with the fact that he's gonna ruin yourself for everyone else and help him out.

"It's okay, Hunter" you soothe him, right hand moving upwards and twisting gently towards the end, another tiny involuntary buckle of his hips following you. "Just breathe and relax. I got you, okay?"

Hunter sighs and slides lower on the bed, though still proped up. He closes his eyes momentarily before focusing on you again, then staring at your hand working him up.

It doesn't take too long for him to cum. He's obviously being holding himself back; and finally in a safe place, with you as an additional stimuli, his mind locks on the growing pleasure and his hard cock twitches when he reaches his orgasm. Part of it lands on his stomach; some stays on your hand, and the rest pools on his pelvic, dripping down to a slow. His chest moves up and down with his heavy breathing; his eyes closed shut and head tilted back, neck exposed, muscles showing. And his sounds are music to your ears; raspy, broken. Relieved.

When he opens his eyes again, and Hunter looks at you, he seems more like himself; like this desperate lost version has been pushed back again under the surface. You read shame and guiltiness mixed in his expresion; and smile to soothe him.

"Don't even bother with excuses" you chuckle, using his discarded shirt to clean your hand and passing it to him next. "You were enjoying your privacy and I surprised you, and neither of us did what we should have done, and here we are. We're just gonna move forward and you're gonna invite me to a date".

Hunter gives you a tiny happy smile. It quickly turns onto a smirk.

"Okay. Tomorrow afternoon, then. I'll be sure to take care of everything this time".

You know what that means, and you smirk too, though flushing slightly. Yes, please.

THE END.

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Taraa! Decided not to write it too long, hope you've liked it!

remind you that im still working in some other requests. I'm considering not writing every single one though, just those with whom I feel inspired... Dont want any of you to have a go at me though lol. Idk what I'll end up doing honestly, I might just write those with which I feel more inspired forst and then move down the line. We'll see!

Stay tunned for more,

XX,

Sky.

Back to my general masterlist here:

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crosshairslefttoe · 2 days

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Sedate me.

Shoot me.

This man is too fine. TOO FINE.

Kicking my feet giggling at every little thing this man does

#the things i would let him do to me #if he ran me over with that juggernaut i would have said thank you #i'd do anything for him #tbb hunter #the bad batch #tbb season 3 #star wars #tbb #the bad batch season 3 #the bad batch spoilers #the bad batch hunter #sargent hunter #hunter the bad batch

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valkyrieromanoff · 2 months

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🌷HOME LIFE IN PABU: 🌷

SLEEPING NEXT TO THE BATCH BATCH

warning: fluffy

a/n: Hi, with this new season of Batch Bad coming up, and the feeling that the end of an era is coming to an end. I thought I'd do some drabbles with the members of the bad batch to enjoy this series that I love so much. I'm still working on the other members, but for now, I hope you enjoy Hunter and Crosshair's ;)

✮ HUNTER:

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Hunter was asleep with his nose buried in your hair, inhaling the fruity scent of your shampoo. He breathed softly in his sleep, his warm breath hitting your neck, bringing you a sense of security. Your back was pressed against his bare chest, while his arms wrapped around you lovingly. Hunter's hands rested on your waist, keeping you close and protected from the world outside.

As the sun rose, Hunter shifted slightly and his body adjusted to be more comfortable, keeping you closer to him. His fingers absentmindedly traced patterns on the soft material of the shirt you were wearing, it originally belonged to him, but it looked better on you anyway, a pleasant contrast to the hard armor he had worn for so many years. His lips curved into a small smile as he snored peacefully.

The sheets rustled softly around your bodies, Hunter's sleepy breathing filling the room with a comforting rumble. He breathed in deeply, taking in your scent and exhaling slowly. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before - a feeling of safety, warmth and love.

The two of you look like a little pile of limbs and blankets snuggled together in the middle of the bed. Although it seemed messy, the feeling that flowed through you was true and real, you were the rock that held him steady. You were his universe that fit perfectly in his arms, your head close to his heart made him feel complete for once.

✮ CROSSHAIR:

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Crosshair keeps you close to him while he sleeps. It took some time to find the perfect position that comforts you both. At first, you slept close together, side by side, just a few inches apart, sometimes his hand would find your arms, your back, down the line of your spine until it found your hand and intertwined your fingers gently.

With each night shared, the distance between you seemed to diminish, the hesitant and shy brushings became more confident and intent, his hand would find your warm skin and pull you to his chest, holding you tightly in his grasp, as if to make sure you wouldn't slip out of his life, like so many before.

Your fingers intertwined with his, your bodies pressed firmly against each other, you felt happy and content in each other's presence. The peaceful moments of sleep were something he never expected to be so relaxing and comforting, without all the nightmares of the past running through him.

There was a calmness about you, something natural. It was as if your mere presence was enough to resolve the unease he had been carrying around for so long. Crosshair held you close to him, his hands wrapped tightly around your own hand as if he were afraid to let go. You were his lifeline that he clung to with all his strength and will. He let out a light snore, and his lips found the tip of your head, pressing gently.

You could almost feel his muscles relax under your touch, allowing himself to relax his guard around you. There was a trust, an unspoken agreement between you that made the peaceful sleep feel as if nothing could ever tear you apart. The calmness radiating from your presence alone was enough to calm down the chaotic storm of emotions inside him, making him feel safe, like he could fully be himself. His lips pressed gently against your forehead once again, this time lingering longer, as if to ensure that the moment would be forever engraved in his mind.

#the bad batch #the bad batch x reader #tbb hunter x reader #sargent hunter #tbb crosshair x reader #tbb crosshair #star wars #fluff

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starjedi86 · 2 months

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Taking care of you

Summary: Hunter blames himself for not being able to protect you.

Pairing: Hunter x female reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 965

Authors Note: In honor of season 3 airing today, here’s my first fic for the bad batch. I hope you enjoy it!

The air in the small medical bay was heavy with tension as Hunter anxiously awaited news about you, his girlfriend and the mechanic of his squad. Each passing moment felt like an eternity, his mind consumed by guilt over the accident that had left you injured.

You and the rest of the members of Clone Force 99 were on a mission, as usual during the Clone Wars. However, this time, due to the lack of communication, the battle intensified, leading to your fall from a great height.

In the shock of the situation, you weren’t sure if your ankle was broken. During the rest of the battle, Hunter helped you and kept you safe. When it ended, you were in so much pain that Hunter thought it was best to return to Coruscant for a medical check with all the necessary equipment.

As the leader of his squad, he felt the weight of responsibility bearing down on him, blaming himself for not having protected you better.

He was lost in his thoughts when the medical staff informed him that you were awake and he could visit your room. Without hesitation he walked inside.

The door slid open, and there you were, lying in a bed with a reassuring smile. Despite the bandage wrapped around your ankle, your eyes sparkled with warmth as you met his gaze. “Hey,” you said softly, your voice carrying a hint of reassurance and warmth. You knew him so well that you already knew he was blaming himself, so you did your best to reassured him. “You don’t have to worry. I’ll be okay.”

Hunter’s shoulders dropped with relief at the sight of you, but the guilt still weighed on him. “I can’t help but feel responsible for this,” he confessed, his voice heavy with regret. “I should’ve been more careful, should have protected you better.”

But you shook your head, your expression softening with understanding. “Hey, accidents happen,” you reassured him, your tone gentle. “You can’t blame yourself for what happened. What matters is that we’re a team, and we look out for each other.“

Hunter’s heart swelled with gratitude at your words, he couldn’t help but love you even more. Despite the chaos of war, he knew that you were one of the few people who could comfort him and make him better. Stepping closer to your bed, he reached out to gently hold your hand and intertwine your fingers with his, his touch was gentle as if you were a delicate flower.

“Thank you, cyare,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “For everything.”

You smiled, squeezing his hand in return. “You don’t have to thank me love.“ you whispered back, your eyes filled with love towards him.

As you stayed there, Hunter couldn't resist any longer. He leaned in and pressed his lips against yours in a gentle kiss, pouring all of his love and affection into the gentle touch.

When you finally pulled away, your eyes met, filled with love for each other. "I won't let anything happen to you, cyare," Hunter promised, his voice filled with determination.

"I know," you replied, your voice filled with trust and love towards him.

You stayed there, chatting about various things as you waited to be discharged. When the doctors informed you that you were ready to leave, Hunter offered to take you to your apartment. The journey was quiet but relaxing after all the stress you both had.

Upon arriving at your apartment, Hunter gently guided you to your bed, propping your foot up on a pillow and ensuring your comfort before taking a seat beside you. You could see a mixture of concern and affection in his expression.

“Is there anything else you need? Pain medication, water, food, maybe a blanket?” he asked, his voice affectionate toward you.

You shook your head, managing a small smile on your lips. “I’m okay for now, love. I’m glad to be back home, at least for a couple of days.” you replied softly, grateful for his caring attitude.

Hunter nodded, but the worry still lingered in his eyes. “I’m just glad you’re safe, cyare” he admitted. “I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you.”

Reaching out, you gentle grabbed his hand and caressed the back of it with your thumb. “I’m not going anywhere,” you reassured him, your touch offering a sense of calm. “We’ll get through this, honey, just like always.”

Hunter’s gaze softened at your words, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.

You returned his smile, grateful to have him by your side. “Always together, remember?”

Feeling a wave of gratitude, love and affection toward you, Hunter leaned in, wrapping his arms around you in a tight embrace, being careful with your injured ankle. You didn’t hesitate to lean your head into his chest, feeling the soft sound of his heartbeat.

Pulling back slightly, Hunter looked at you, a soft smile curving around his lips. Without hesitation, he leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before pulling you closer, relieved to have you by his side.

As you cuddled together, you intertwined your fingers with his, feeling his soft and gentle touch over your palm. “I’m lucky to have you.” you whispered, your voice filled with admiration toward him.

Hunter’s eyes softened at your words, a grateful smile spreading across his face. “And I’m lucky to have you,” he replied sincerely, his voice filled with warmth.

As you looked at each other, lost in the quiet intimacy of the moment, Hunter gently placed his forehead against yours. You’ll definitely always be there for him and he for you.

#the bad batch #tbb season 3 #tbb s3 #tbb #tbb hunter #tbb x reader #the clone wars #clone trooper hunter #tbb hunter x reader #hunter x reader #hunter x you #sargent hunter #tcw #star wars #star wars clone troopers #the bad batch x reader #bad batch #bad batch x reader #tbb hunter x you

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cyar-ika11 · 1 year

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It’s great to see how my man went from “I can’t take this anymore” to “I am enjoying sushi on a Greek island with my family”.

Love that for him

#the bad batch #sargent hunter #the bad batch spoilers #I know the peace will last 2 days BUT LEAVE ME ALONE

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raevulsix · 5 months

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“The Office” Meme Inspired cause I know she would unknowingly sneak up on them. (;

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lunesmoony · 5 months

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I honestly hate this, but whatever 😩

Am I really unwhitewashing the entire bad batch bcs people kept insisting that it was just the style of animation? Yes, yes I am. Spite is my fuel.

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secondratefiction · 4 months

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Silly headcanon question: which clones do you think are the cutest first thing in the morning? Which ones are grumpy? Would this change when they wake up with their SO or would SO understand and make caf to help them get less grump?

Ok, I think I went a little overboard... let's break this down into a couple different categories:

Cute, early risers:

Rex - man's got lots of things to do and chaos to try and manage. He usually hits the ground running, and is the one making other people their caf

Cody - again, another one of those 'places to go, things to do', always busy types. He pretty much taught Rex everything he knows

Cute, but disoriented:

Fives - The amount of times this man has tripped over himself trying to get up and out of his bunk... There's a couple minutes of slight bewilderment and trying to remember who and where he is, but then he usually up and ready for whatever he's getting himself into today.

Wrecker - big boi is a solid sleeper that can and will fall asleep anywhere and sleep through anything. He doesn't wake up easy, but he does wake up in a good mood at least.

Adorably and endearingly grumpy:

Tech - did he just wake up, or is he coming off of his third all-nighter in a row? There's really no way too tell because whether it's been a 20 minute power nap, or a 20 hour black out, either way Tech wakes up like he's not sure what year it is, and absolutely prepared to claw someone's eyes out to get to a caf machine

Echo - granted, he's usually low-key grumpy on a regular basis because unfortunately he keeps getting attached to idiots with no sense of self preservation or common sense, but it always seems like no matter how much sleep he does manage to get, it's never enough. He just wants to be able to drink one cup of caf while it's still warm before he starts getting pulled in twelve deferent directions (#momproblems)

Hunter - in a pretty similar boat to Echo with the added bonus of waking up already over stimulated. Don't get him wrong, man loves his brothers (and his daughter) but it is 0600, and his eye is already twitching. It is too early for any of y'all to be this dang loud.

Grumpy and annoyed until fully awake:

Crosshair - usually there is an underlying hint of playfulness to his hostility - kind of like a grumpy old cat... Not right now. He's liable to actually stab someone until he's had some time and at minimum one cup of caf.

Wolffe - again, man is usually kind of grumpy by default. Now we just have the added bonus of 'not a functional human being... yet'. He will come around, he's just going hit anyone who tries to speak to him before that with a glare that's going to make them shrivel up and die a little inside. Don't hold it against him though, man doesn't even have the energy to roll his eyes yet.

#star wars #clone wars #captain rex #commander cody #arc trooper fives #tbb wrecker #tbb tech #arc trooper echo #tbb echo #sargent hunter #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #commander wolffe #clone headcanons #headcanons #requests #all clone bois are good bois

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hipwell · 19 days

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CT-9901 – Hunter

[ tbb s1 • tbb s2 • tbb s3 ]

Tech Wrecker Crosshair Echo Omega

#wanted to see their armor/appearance over time and decided why not do it myself #i don’t think i’ve ever posted edits on this blog before lol #screencaps are from cap-that.com #these could also be icons if you’re interested! just pls like or rb first :)#i will update with links to the rest of the batch as i post them #the bad batch #tbb #tbb hunter #sargent hunter #ct 9901 #star wars #mine #swedit #tbbedit #star wars icons

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echos-scomplink · 7 months

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Y/N, about Hunter: I like him, he has that, what do you call it?

Omega: Cold blooded ruthlessness?

Y/N: No, that’s not it

Y/N: Ah, a knife, he has a knife

#incorrect quotes #incorrect x reader #incorrect star wars quotes #star wars incorrect quotes #star wars #the bad batch incorrect quotes #the bad batch #star wars tbb #tbb hunter #sargent hunter #tbb omega #omega the bad batch #clone force 99

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clonewarssimp · 2 months

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This scene, but it's hunter and imperial! tech.

#the bad batch #clone wars #the clone wars #star wars tbb #sw tbb #imperial tech #sargent hunter #tbb hunter #tbb crosshair #star wars #the bad batch spoilers #the bad batch season 2 #tbb season 3 #tbb spoilers #tbb season three

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oceansssblue · 3 days

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Hi Sky!!!!! I saw your message!!! I'd love to help you out! How about a little Hunter and female reader drabble ;) Perhaps with the prompt 'nightmares'.

Hullo love! I seem to be in a Hunter streak lately, so we'll finish with this little drabble before switching to some other sexy clone.

Hope you like it, xx.

Sky.

"NIGHTMARES" –HUNTER/F READER

WARNINGS: MELANCHOLY, LOST OF A FAMILY MEMBER, FEELINGS, COMFORTING FLUFF. 📩💔💖

Hunter's six sense, as Omega often called it, woke him up in the middle of the night. He yawned in silence, blinking slowly; wondering at first what could have have happened to interrupt his slumber. He proped himself on his elbows and scanned the rest of the bunk room with his eyes; quickly noticing your bunk empty, bedsheets ruffled up as if you had left the room in a hassle, perhaps needing some air outside of the very manly smelling bedroom.

Hunter hummed distractedly and decided to go find your whereabouts; directing his sleepy, naked feet through the corridor towards the cockpit. He knew you came here to sit down and lose yourself to your thoughts and the stars when your mind felt too active; to try to center yourself and process your feelings and thoughts. To compartimentalise.

He came to a stop as soon as he saw you; observing you in the quiet of the night. You were, in fact, cuddled up in Tech's pilot chair; chin resting on top of your knees and eyes far away from the present reality of the Marauder. Hunter knew you were far, far away.

He resumed his steps and padded over to you; his voice finally annoucing his presence, voice raspy and deep with sleep.

"What are you thinking of this time, cyare?" he asked you, coming to a stop a meter away from you.

You turned towards him; eyes quickly scanning his comfortable thin pijamas –a set of deep blue shirt and low waist pants– and the sleepyness of his face. The lack of his red bandana was noticable –his hair falling freely and slightly tangled towards his shoulders–; giving his overall appearance a soft, safe look.

You pull up a small smile on your face, barely a tug of your lips; lingering sadness hiding from him.

"Do I have to be thinking on something specific?"

Hunter stays in silence, and then slowly makes himself a spot on the co-pilot chair next to you. His eyes are gentle and patient. Ah, there's no hiding away from Hunter.

You smile while redirecting your face towards the stars you can see through the Marauders front window and stay quiet for quite the time. Hunter doesn't say a word; nor interrupts.

"I was thinking of my sibling" you finally say, and you know he's paying attention without having to look back at him.

"Nightmares?" Is his only cautious word.

You shrug your shoulders and hum distractedly, eyes still lost on the stars in front of you.

"Yes, at first. It's what woke me up, and why I came here" you pause and quietly hum again. "It's not what I was thinking when you got here, though".

"What was that?"

You smile to the stars.

"I was imagining a conversation in my mind. Of what I think he'd have said of my intervention on our last mission, if he had saw that" You chuckle, finally turning to look back towards him.

Hunters lips turn up into a tiny nostalgic smile.

"Do you often do that? Speak with him like that, in your imagination?"

It's a private question; but you have full trust on Hunter. He's always been special to you.

"Sometimes" you confirm. "I know it might be weird, but it helps me feel him closer. Or even process his death better, even if it might look like the opposite".

Hunter gently places his hand on your shoulder. It's warm. It's him.

"I think it's sweet" he answers. "And if it makes you feel better, I see no problem with it".

You smile at him again. It's a bit less melancholic now, more sincere. More happy, eyes slightly sparkling in the darkness. More alive. Present.

"Thank you, Hunter".

He nods and slowly stands back up. He offers you a hand.

"Come on, cyare. Let's get some sleep back".

You glance one last time at the stars, breathe in and smile. You stand up, and slide your hand against his, letting him gently tug you towards the bunk room again.

He's the first to lay down in bed; helping you find a comfortable spot besides him afterwards. You both hug each other softly in bed, relishing in the safety of each others warm embrace.

Kind, polite, reserved, firm Hunter is always that for you; safe.

THE END.

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Tara! Really short but I feel it's quite intense at the same time. A bittersweet feeling. Heavy feels but warmth and understanding, and support.

Again, hope you've liked it!

Stay tunned like always my guys, more to come!

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starjedi86 · 6 days

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Keep you safe

Summary: Hunter comforts you after a nightmare.

Pairing: Hunter x female reader

Prompt: “Of course I'd keep you safe."

Warnings: Angst but fluff at the end.

Word Count: 1288

Authors Note: Thank you @ghostofskywalker for organizing this exchange!

This is my gift for @frostycatblr-fandom-files for the @cloneficgiftexchange . I hope you enjoy it!

The Marauder cruised through the vast expanse of space, its hull creaking softly as it traveled through hyperspace. Inside, the hum of the engines provided a comforting backdrop to the stillness of the night. All the members of the Bad Batch were fast asleep, having completed one of Cid's missions while simultaneously trying to go unnoticed and hide from the empire.

You lay curled up on the small pillow in your bunk, seeking deep rest after a day filled with both emotion and danger. Hunter, your faithful love and protector, lay beside you, his presence always a source of comfort in the darkness. Despite the dangers that lurked beyond the Marauder's walls, within its confines, you found solace in each other's arms during moments of rest like this one.

As sleep finally enveloped you, you were thrust into a world of darkness and despair: a nightmare born from the depths of your subconscious. You found yourself in a darkened place, escaping from an unseen adversary.

Despite your efforts to run as swiftly as possible, their pursuit grew ever closer, their voices gradually becoming discernible: the Empire had finally tracked you down. Glancing back, you saw your loyal companions running alongside you, particularly Hunter, urging you to hasten your pace. But no matter how swiftly you attempted to move, escape remained elusive.

Suddenly, a misstep sent you tumbling to the ground, vulnerable to the approaching troopers. Desperately, you struggled to break free, only to witness Hunter's capture alongside you, surrounded by overwhelming numbers.

Then, in a cruel twist of fate, the sound of gunfire shattered the night, and you watched in horror as the love of your life fell, grievously wounded and seemingly lifeless. Each image carved itself into your mind with vivid clarity, intensifying the fear that gripped your soul.

Suddenly, you felt someone shaking you urgently and desperately, the images of the nightmare becoming increasingly blurry. With a gasp, you were ripped from the depths of sleep, your heart racing in your chest. Blinking away the remnants of the nightmare, you found yourself staring into Hunter's concerned eyes. His hand kept shaking your arm, trying to rouse you from the terrible dream that had gripped you.

You knew that he had likely heard your murmurs and cries while you slept. After all, his sleep was never deep, and his heightened senses often made him aware of your distress before you were fully awake.

"Cyare, are you okay?" he asked, his voice soft with concern.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you met his gaze. In that moment you were still reeling from the horrors of the very real nightmare you had experienced.

"Come here," he said, still looking at you with concern but also gently attempting to comfort you.

You automatically moved towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly and burying your face in his chest as you cried, seeking solace from the terrors that haunted your mind. Hunter's arms enveloped you, holding you close as he whispered soothing words.

“It was just a dream,” he murmured, his voice always a constant source of comfort that always helped calm you whenever your thoughts spiraled into chaos. "You're safe now, I promise."

Hunter continued to hold you close, his arms a steady anchor amidst the storm of emotions raging within you. You sobbed quietly against his chest, the remnants of the nightmare still lingering in your thoughts.

Gradually, as his reassuring words and comforting presence surrounded you, the tide of fear began to subside, replaced by a sense of security in his embrace.

Minutes passed in silence, broken only by the occasional sniffle as you regained control of your emotions and thoughts. Finally, Hunter gently pulled away from you, his hands cupping your face as he met your gaze with unwavering determination.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked softly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of distress or fear.

You shook your head slightly, unable to find the right words to articulate the horrors that had plagued your dreams. Instead, you offered only a vague description, omitting the details; the mere mention of the Empire was enough to send a shiver down your spine.

Hunter listened silently, his expression a mask of worry as he absorbed each word. When you finally fell silent, he squeezed your hand reassuringly and gently caressed your cheek with the other, his voice firm and resolute.

"I won't let anything happen to you," he swore, his voice filled with determination. "You're incredibly important to me, and I'll ensure they never lay a hand on you, I promise."

His unwavering conviction filled you with a sense of reassurance, dispelling the lingering doubts that had clouded your mind. Whenever you were close to him, you felt loved and protected. However, despite his assurances, a lingering fear still gnawed at the edges of your consciousness.

"But what if they find us?" you whispered, fear resurfacing with renewed intensity, tears welling up in your eyes once more. "And if they capture us, or worse..."

Hunter's gaze softened as he wiped away the tears streaming down your cheeks with his thumb. "I won't let that happen, trust me, cyare," he repeated, his voice brimming with determination.

Meeting his gaze, you searched his eyes for any hint of uncertainty. "If anything happened, you’d always protect me, right?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper, a tremor of fear still evident in your tone.

"Of course I'd keep you safe," Hunter replied without hesitation, his words a comforting reassurance in the face of uncertainty.

Feeling a rush of gratitude and love for the man who had become your rock in this turbulent galaxy, you threw your arms around him once more, holding him close as if to anchor yourself in his unwavering strength.

"I love you," you whispered, your voice barely audible above the hum of the ship's engines.

Hunter's embrace tightened around you, his voice a soft murmur against your ear. "I love you too, cyare,” he whispered, his words a tender declaration of his affection.

After a few moments, Hunter gently broke the embrace, his gaze meeting yours with concern. "Feeling any better?" he asked softly.

You nodded, offering him a small smile. "Yes, I'm better now," you replied, your voice still laced with traces of emotion.

Returning your smile, Hunter reassured you once more. "I'll always be here to protect you, cyare,” he promised, his words filled with firm resolve. “I'll never let anyone hurt you. Over my dead body"

Feeling a sense of warmth and gratitude wash over you, you leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. He returned the kiss, holding you close in his arms as if to shield you from the galaxy's troubles.

Seconds later, as the kiss broke, you looked up at him, gratitude shining in your eyes. "Thank you, love, for always being there for me," you said softly.

Hunter's expression softened, his love for you evident in every glance he gave you. "There's nothing to thank me for," he replied gently. "I do it because I love you."

A surge of affection flooded your heart at his words. "I love you too," you whispered, your voice filled with sincerity.

With that, you rested your head against Hunter's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your cheek. He tenderly ran his fingers through your hair, a gesture of comfort and reassurance in the quiet refuge of the Marauder.

As you lay there, enveloped in the warmth of his embrace, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as you had Hunter by your side, you would always find peace, protection and solace in his love.

#TBBE24 #the bad batch #tbb #star wars #tbb s3 #the bad batch s3 #hunter #tbb hunter x reader #tbb hunter x you #tbb x reader #sargent hunter #hunter x reader #hunter x you #tbb hunter #sw tbb #sw

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dickarchivist · 6 months

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Let Me Hear You Scream

For @anxiouspineapple99's Monster Clone Halloween Party 2023!!

Vampire!Hunter x fem/reader

Contents and Warnings: Minors DNI 🔞, desperation, unprotected PiV sex, back alley sex, maybe voyeurism(?), biting, overstim, mentions of blood, rough sex, clothes ripping, consent being the sexiest thing of all

Author's Notes: Hunter Wives (gn) I hope this gets you were you're going~

The Song inspiration for this fic is called [Scream by SAINT PHNX]. Click it for a good time 👀

The music in the club is incredibly loud, but it feels like everything else is drown out by silence when you catch his eyes on you from across the floor. Half his body is covered in dark tattoos, they're hard to make out in the pulsing lights, but you swear they're bones. But the skeletal markings aren't what caught your attention, it's his eyes. A glowing red, peering directly into your very being, glowing in the multicolored pulses of the room. He's sitting back in one of the lounge seats with his shirt half undone and his arms sprawled over the headrest, as if inviting you in... for a second, you think that's exactly what he's doing.

When you blink, he's gone, and the music returns at full blast. You feel a little dizzy, and decide to go outback to get some fresh air, try to get your head on straight before rejoining your friends on the dance floor. A few offer to join you, but you wave them off, telling them you'll be right back.

He's in the back alley when you get outside, as if he were waiting for you. You chuckle, crossing your arms over your chest and shifting your weight to one side, "You following me pretty boy?"

"Yes, actually," he smirks back at you, and you catch a glimpse of fangs hiding under his lips. He shifts his weight to mimic your stance, and nods his head toward you, "Your scent is more intoxicating than any of the alcohol they're serving," He's on you in a second, moving so fast you couldn't understand it.

His smile presses into your neck as he takes a deep breath, "Kriff your blood smells so sweet," you feel his tongue on your skin, and your knees knock together with a soft moan. His hands are on your hips, holding you in place, but you can pull away, you know you can. He takes another breath of your scent, "Would you mind inviting me in?"

You lean back in his grip, enough to see his face properly. His eyes are a vibrant red, and they're trained on your pulse. The dark tattoos across his face make him look near demonic, and maybe he is, the way he looks at you. You're a meal to him. Your heart is beating, legs weakening, and his grip holds you up, you could run but there's nowhere to go... nowhere you'd want to go either. "What are you going to do?"

His knee presses between your legs and you moan again, hands on his chest for support. You look into his eyes again, and he flashed his fangs, "Only what you let me do, can't act without your say so," he moves his leg against you, pulling another soft gasp from your lips, "Wouldn't mind hearing you scream for me."

You're not sure if it's the alcohol in your system already, or the danger of the situation, but you find yourself grinding your hips against him. "What's your name?" Your voice is breathy, starting to feel damp between your legs.

"Call me Hunter," his mouth is on your neck again, kissing softly, dragging his tongue over your pulse again.

"Are you going to kill me?"

There's humor in his voice, feeling fangs drag across your soft skin sends shivers through you, and you clench your thighs around the leg between them, "You're safe from me, Mesh'la."

You believe him, against all odds, you know he's not going to kill you. You nod lull your head to the side a little, already dazed from the spreading warmth between your legs, but still he waits for your words. Hunter buries his face into the crook of your neck, ghosting over your pulse again, whispering, "Invite me in."

"Make me scream, Hunter..."

One of his hands pushes up the skirt of your little dress and palms you, feeling your wet folds through the cloth of your panties. With a sharp tug the fabric snaps and you let out an excited gasp. Hunter kisses your neck and his fingers rub your clit. You can feel his length hardening against your thigh, you're about to reach for it when his fangs sink into your neck.

You thought it would hurt, but the sheer euphoria that washes over you makes you moan loudly as your body trembles, "S-stars, kriff, oh... H-Hunter!"

You feel his fangs leave your skin, followed by suckling from him. His deft fingers slip into your walls without resistance, and you grind against him as his digits curl and rub sweet circles against the most sensitive spots inside you. "Harder... kriff, Hunter..."

His mouth leaves your neck for a moment and you feel a warm trickle down your chest. "Tell me to fuck you."

Hunter's fingers leave your walls and you whine in protest, pulling his face to yours and kissing him hard. You taste your blood on his tongue, and run your own over his fangs before pulling away, "Fuck me, use me, give it to me, Pretty boy," you drag your blunt teeth over his bottom lip with a tug, "Make me scream for you."

In a blink Hunter has you against the wall of the club, your legs around his waist as he holds you up. He tears the front of your dress and tugs your breastband down, licking the blood from your chest as he goes back to suckling at the wound he'd made. You're about to speak again when you feel the head of his length gliding through your folds and bump your clit. More gasps, but no Scream yet. As he pushed into your walls, stretching you open for him, you tremble and wrap your arms around his shoulders, breathing the single word, "Harder."

He bucks into you, harder, faster than you'd thought, a surprised, "Ah!" Falling from your lips followed quickly by a desperate, "Yes!"

His length fills you completely, making your eyes cross in pleasure as he pounds into you with each hard thrust of his hips. Your arousal is dripping down your thighs as he bites a fresh wound into the other side of your neck, sucking blood from you as it flows. The euphoric feeling washes over you again, and you cum hard on his length as he draws a scream of pure ecstasy comes from you.

You're limp in Hunter's arms for a second as he feeds, dizzy from everything, the blood, the intense orgasm, but Hunter isn't done with you yet. You gave him permission, you invited him in.

Hunter's mouth pulls off of your neck, licking at the wounds on each side, staying deep in your walls with slow thrusts as you come down from the first high. He grins at you, blood on his teeth, "Kriff you taste better than I thought," his hips snap up into you and you give a sharp cry, "You feel better too, mmm. Still with me, Mesh'la?"

You clench around his length, closing your eyes and shivering, "still here..."

"Good girl." Hunter presses his fingers to your clit as he continues his brutal pace, hard sharp thrusts into you. With the added stimulation to your clit, and your walls already over sensitive, the feeling of Hunter's stiff length thrusting in and out of you so quickly has you near drooling with pleasure.

You Scream for him again, louder than the first time, as you feel a second climax rip through your body. He spends himself in your walls with a primal grunt, and you feel both his spend and yours down your legs. Hunter kisses your neck where he bit you, licking off any remaining blood from your chest, before he pulls out of you with a satisfied sound.

Your legs feel boneless, you nearly fall but he holds you steady, "Still with me?"

"Mmm..." you look up at him, eyes hazy, but completely unafraid, "still here..."

"Can I take you home?"

"You can take me anywhere..."

When you wake up the next day you're completely naked in your bed. You think for a second you'd had the most amazing dream, until you see your torn dress on the floor, and a note on the bed beside you.

"I know your scent, I'll come find you again, Pretty Girl."

You chuckle, throat sore from the screams, and you lick your lips before raking your teeth over your bottom lip, "You better, Pretty Boy."

#sw fic #fanfic #smut #sargent hunter #tbb hunter #tbb hunter x reader #tbb hunter x you #monster clone au #anxiouspineapple99's halloween party 2023 #vampire!hunter au #as in au where hunter is a vamp and not a hunter of vamps

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