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byler-is-endgame7 · 2 months
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why did they make him pose like That™️ 😭
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aintinacage · 1 month
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sergeant handsome - part 3
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vivaislenska · 1 month
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Wip/practice doodle for an upcoming project. Finally watching the new season and THOROUGHLY obsessed with this hound!
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kitty-i-swear-to-gosh · 2 months
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Happy Bad Batch Eve!!!
Hunter screenshot redraw + bonus doodles under the cut :DDDD
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See you all tomorrow!!!!!
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unpopular opinion but i liked his original armor better
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ars-de-elysium · 3 months
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Lost, but not alone.
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dystopicjumpsuit · 6 months
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Whoo hooooo! I think you would create magic as always with this prompt: the first initial kiss being a simple peck, then they immediately go back in for a stronger, more passionate one.
Could I request it with your choice of Tup… or post-stasis Kix… or Hunter? 🫦🥹💙
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A/N: Thank you for the ask @freesia-writes! I’ve been wanting to write a fic with a meteor shower for ages, and this was the perfect opportunity. I hope you enjoy!
Pairing: Hunter x Reader (GN)
Rating: T, but minors DNI as always
Wordcount: 740
Warnings and tags: fluff; sensuality; pop culture in my SW fanfic (it's more likely than you think)
Summary: You and Hunter watch a meteor shower on Pabu.  
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“I’m gonna turn in,” Wrecker said. “I’ll take the kid back to the house if you two want to stay and watch the show.”
“I told her she needed to take a nap if she wanted to stay awake long enough to see the meteor shower,” Hunter laughed quietly, passing Omega’s sleeping form to his brother.
You grinned. “In her defense, if my dad had told me to take a nap when I was twelve, I definitely would have stayed awake just to spite him.”
Wrecker let out a booming laugh. “Didn’t realize you were such a rebel!”
“Ssshhhh!” you and Hunter shushed Wrecker in unison.
“Oh, right,” he whispered. “I’m headin’ out. See ya later.”
You waved goodbye at Wrecker and then flopped back down onto the blanket you’d spread on the sandy beach of Pabu, staring up at the glorious night sky. Hunter soon joined you, not quite touching you, but lying close to your side so you’d both fit on the blanket.
“You’re lucky Omega’s such a great kid,” you murmured. “I was a holy terror at her age. I couldn’t even stand myself; I don’t know how my parents survived.”
“I find that hard to believe,” he chuckled. “The proper schoolteacher of Pabu?”
“Oh, you have no idea,” you replied. “I was a teenage dirtbag.”
“Is that why all the kids love you?”
“They sense a kindred spirit under my respectable facade,” you said with a giggle.
Hunter huffed a quiet laugh, and the two of you lapsed into silence as you watched the sky. It was a dark, moonless night, and for once, the sky was entirely free of clouds—a perfect night for stargazing. You could see the entire galaxy stretched out above you, the stars shining brightly enough that they reflected as pinpricks of light on the tranquil ocean.
“Look there,” he said, pointing to a section of the sky close to the horizon. “It’s gonna be a good one.”
Sure enough, a brilliant streak of light soon shot low across the darkness, its flash bright enough to illuminate the beach faintly. As it burned out, you turned your head to stare at Hunter.
“How do you do that?” you asked softly.
“I can hear them,” he replied.
He lay on his back, his eyes fixed on the sky, and you took a moment to watch his face in the starlight. “That’s amazing.”
It was difficult to tell in the darkness, but you thought he smiled. “There’ll be another over there.”
He pointed across your body to a section of sky far to your left. He propped himself up on one elbow so he could see over you, and you turned to the sector he pointed out just in time to catch the vivid burst of light. The meteor split in two as it hit the atmosphere, putting on a dazzling show, and you could hear the distant sizzling as it burnt itself out.
“Even I could hear that one!” you exclaimed, turning to Hunter in excitement.
He was much closer to you than he had been when he was lying on his back, and you caught your breath when you realized that your faces were almost touching. Your pulse began to race, and you silently willed yourself to calm down, knowing that Hunter would be able to hear your body’s reaction to him.
Another meteor shot directly overhead, its bright light illuminating his face, and you realized he was staring at your lips. On impulse, you reached up and kissed him. It was quick and light—barely a peck—and by the time it was over, the beach had plunged back into darkness, leaving you uncertain about his response.
“Sorry,” you whispered. “Was that—”
He cut off your question abruptly, his lips crashing into yours in a passionate, urgent kiss. His hand dropped to your waist, rolling your body against his as his tongue grazed your lips softly, sliding into your mouth. The moment he tasted you, he let out a short, desperate sound, almost a growl, as his hand slid possessively up your back. Overhead, a spectacular meteor burst into the atmosphere, its flash so intense that you could see the illumination even though your eyes were closed. You opened them just in time to see the light trail die out.
As your lips parted from Hunter’s, you whispered, “We missed that one.”
He kissed you again, softly. “I prefer the view down here.”
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myoongiverse16 · 16 days
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The way I cackled when they dragged out Rampart’s unconscious body like a flour sack. Then Wrecker full on yeeting him on to the ship😂😂😂
I mean I’m not mad, bro deserves it 🤓
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daisymintt · 1 month
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There’s still so much I want to know about the Bad Batch that the show hasn’t told us like what was it like on Kamino when they were cadets? What was their first mission? How did Hunter become the leader? How did Wrecker get his scar? How old was Wrecker when he got his scar? How did Hunter and Crosshair get their tattoos? Do Hunters tattoos actually continue on his left side with the rib cage, etc. or is that a fanon thing? Are Hunters enhanced skills just limited to seeing the electromagnetic currents of things? How does that affect him? There’s just still so much I want to know!!!
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and-loth-cat · 3 days
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we come here today to mourn the loss of echo's bad batch armor
because there is no way he's getting it back
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may it rest in peace </3
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clownery-and-fuckery · 7 months
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Forget cannon. I want the Bad Batch and the Ghost Crew to interact as a unit. Imagine it for a minute.
Omega and Ezra would get into so much trouble together(lets be honest, Chopper dragged them into it-) and Hunter and Kanan would HAVE to bond as dad's to watch them- Wreaker would LOVE Sabine and blow stuff up with her 110%. Tech and Hera would exchange pilot stories and Echo would be able to see Rex again :((
Crosshair and Kallus would probably hate each other. And I'm here for it. Zeb is a concerned but intrigued peacemaker(he has his money on Kallus ofc but... he's invested.... so is everyone else)
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byler-is-endgame7 · 3 months
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i love how even though he was about to fall to his death he wouldn’t let go of his fucking rifle
that thing’s like his baby he loves it more than he loves himself
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aintinacage · 9 months
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Omega making friends
700 Followers Celebration | @locitapurplepink
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itsjml · 1 year
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Happy Bad Batch Eve!!
Here’s a lil Tech doodle for hope 🥹
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Crosshair doesn’t miss…
I REPEAT CROSSHAIR DOESNT MISS. HIS AIM IS DEADLY AND PRECISE
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Look at the destruction one shot caused.
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Another perfect shot.
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Immaculate aim.
He only needs one shot per target. Never more than one. But he missed every shot he took against the bad batch. That kind of failure cannot be explained by a simple inhibitor chip. He never wanted them dead. He always loved his brothers. He could never kill them. Even with the chip intact and increased to its highest intensity, he missed every shot except for the one on Wrecker’s shoulder (but let’s face it Wrecker is quite a large target so it’s easy to hit him even on accident but he’d been hit in the same spot earlier that episode which means Crosshair knew he’d survive it).
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He had the perfect shot. He could have killed Hunter then and there. But he didn’t. He hesitated. Because in his heart, no matter what they did to his mind, Hunter is his brother and he’s loyal to his brothers. No wonder he felt so betrayed by them when he did everything in his power to protect them.
The truest thing he ever said was when he told Hunter
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“if I wanted you dead you would be.”
The batch may not have believed or trusted him, but boy do I.
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