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imabeautifulbutterfly · 2 days

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Not Ready - Part Three

Summary: Making your way back to the Marauder with Hunter and Omega

A/N: Hello lovelies,

In case you didn't realize, I should probably mention this is all set in the time of Season 1 but I'm sure you guys realized that. Also had a half day today because half our patients cancelled, love days like that, got a lot of stuff done and still had an evening to relax.

Love oo.

Italics - flashback

Warnings: Angst, irritations, yelling, lack of trust, fluff, running, evading capture, forehead kiss, feelings of guilt, fear, guilt, feelings of cowardice, I think that's it. Let me know if I miss anything.

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Now that you thought about it, those moments of you yelling at him probably weren’t the most productive moments between the two of you. You reached out and grabbed Omega’s hand when she slipped, as the three of you made your way back to the Marauder as quickly as you could, “You okay, M?”

“Yeah, my foot just slipped.” You watched as her whole body twitched, she was nervous. You kneeled down in front of her, while Hunter took a chance to scout out the way ahead.

“Look at me sweetie,” you tucked her hair behind her ear, something you’d done numerous times. She slowly met your eyes, the two of you had gotten closer ever since you joined. In a way, she was the daughter you always wished you could’ve had. She had your love and devotion, without even a second thought. All you wanted was to protect her, and make sure she was loved and cared for, you cursed your heart. It wasn’t supposed to get attached, that was the agreement you had made when you initially went on the run, it was safer for everyone. You let out a soft sigh, as you offered her a reassuring smile, “It’s going to be okay, love. I promise.”

“I know. It’s just … do you think Crosshair is okay? What if he’s hurt?”

“M, it’ll be okay. If he’s hurt, he’s got people to look out for him. It’s us we should be worried about, we still have a myriad of stormtroopers to avoid.” She nodded, not quite able to forget about Crosshair, you pressed a kiss to her forehead, “It’ll be alright.” You held out your hand to her, “Come on, sweetie.”

Hunter hated how much his eyes kept following you, it didn’t matter that half the time, you argued with each other, or that you frustrated him so much sometimes all he wanted to do was shut you up with his lips pressed against yours. However, watching you with Omega, how motherly and kind you were to her and the others, even if you couldn’t stand him, you certainly were able to get along with everyone else. Sometimes the way you acted, reminded him of a rancor, fiercely loyal and protective of those it loved, but ready to destroy anyone who even dared to hurt you or those you loved. Maybe that’s why things had always been difficult between you two? Because he put you in danger from the word ‘go’.

He let out a sigh, whatever thoughts or desires were confusingly roaming around his heart, weren’t likely to come to fruition. You both needed to keep your distances, and focus on the one thing that mattered the most to the both of you, Omega.

“We should keep moving” he called down to you and Omega. You nodded and helped Omega up the slope.

You watched as Hunter held out his hand for Omega helping her along the way. Despite his faults, of which he had many … okay maybe not that many, maybe a few. Okay, one. He had one fault. He thought he was always right. And sometimes he was … but a lot of times, he wasn’t. However, there was one thing that always pulled at your heartstrings no matter how annoyed you two were at each other, and that was how he looked after Omega.

Everyone was asleep, as you sat in the cockpit. You tried to sleep, but running into the two sisters who were actively fighting the Empire, made you begin to question everything. Here they were putting themselves in jeopardy, to do something to help the galaxy. Meanwhile, all you’d ever done was hurt it, and now you were trying to actively hide from the Empire like a coward.

You rubbed your forehead letting out a sigh, when you heard shuffling behind you. You turned to see Hunter tucking Omega in, making sure Lula was close to her. After having to run away from Wrecker when his chip activated, you weren’t surprised to see her fall asleep as quickly as she did, the stress and adrenaline from the day definitely wearing her thin. You watched as he brushed Omega’s hair off her forehead, making sure she wasn’t having trouble sleeping. You let out a sigh, why did he have to be so sweet? Why did he have to do things that made your heart flutter?

You turned away, shutting down the feelings that were trying to brew. You closed your eyes, resting your head against the headrest. You weren’t meant for a life filled with love, sweetness, and comfort. It was never in the cards for you, and you weren’t ready for how your heart kept pulling and clenching. It was time to seriously think about leaving, you were getting too comfortable and too attached.

“You alright?”

Hunter saw how meeting the two sisters threw you, it wasn’t just them though. It was hearing Rex’s account about what happened to his brothers, the chips that were in the clones brains; then the Jedi cruiser on Bracca, or more specifically the lab on the cruiser that made you uncomfortable. Something about being in a lab made you jumpy, made you nervous, he could smell your anxiety the moment you saw the lab.

“Hmmm?” You turned to look at Hunter, not quite hearing his question.

“Are you okay?” Hunter took a seat in the chair directly behind yours, leaning forward resting his elbows on his knees, his bandana covering the patch on the side of his head, as his eyes found yours.

“Why do you care?” You followed his movement leaning forward, resting your own elbows on your knees. You didn’t mean for your words to come out as rude as it sounded. It was a genuine question on your behalf, why would he care about you after all the hassle you gave him.

“You’re part of this crew, of course I’m gonna care regardless of how much you irritate me,” he smirked, “and you do irritate me.” You were thrown off by the fact he cared … the fact that anyone cared.

Hunter wasn’t blind, he could see something was bothering you, ”Butterfly, I … I don’t know what’s got you so shaken, but you can talk to me.”

“You’re better off not knowing.”

“What if I want to know?” He leaned closer, his fingers gently brushing against your own, almost by accident.

“Hunter, you can’t help me, and when you do one day find out what’s going on, you may not want me around anymore, and I’ll accept that. But not today, I - I don’t want to talk about it.”

He took a deep breath, as he reached his hand forward tucking your hair behind your ear, it always seemed to be unruly, sticking out the side of your head or clinging to your cheek, “You don’t have to be so strong all the time.”

“It’s not about being strong…” you leaned away from his hand, not wanting your heart to thump any harder or hope for more than it was. You let out a sigh, “Never mind, I should go rest.” You stood walking away from him burying the warm sensation in your heart deep down. As you walked past him, he reached out and grabbed your hand, holding it softly in his hand, getting you to look at him one more time.

“We’ve all done things we might not be proud of, doesn’t mean you’re alone. We’re here for you.”

You took in a deep breath as you looked at him, giving his hand a squeeze, “That’s what I’m afraid of.”

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arctrooper69 · 2 months

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As Iron Sharpens Iron

"As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." Proverbs 27:17

Beta-read by @dragonrider9905

Chapter 1:

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Warnings: Jealousy. Brief mention of blood. Canon violence.

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You couldn't even look at her.

That thought alone made you sick to your stomach. The fact that you couldn't bear to look at a woman simply because she was interested in the same man that you were, made you want to cry.

Am I really that shallow? You thought bitterly as you slammed the hydrospanner into the damaged component of the landing gear you’d been trying to dislodge.

I can’t believe I was so stupid! You jammed the point of the tool violently into a crack, trying to pry it out. Of course he’d go for her. She was prettier than you - funnier too.

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath.

Hunter is his own man. He likes someone else. Not a big deal.

Except for some reason, judging by the heavy ache in your chest, it was a big deal, no matter how much you tried to fool yourself into thinking that everything was fine.

The landing gear piece was still stuck fast. You set down the hydrospanner and picked up the plasma cutter.

This better kriffing work or I’ll have Tech up my ass for a month about it. Not to mention having to tell Hunter that I broke the ship. Again.

You ran your fingers over the healing scar on your cheek and looked at the carbon scoring around the piece that stuck fast, fused in place by laser fire.

A smile made its way across your face as you remembered how it all happened. You were providing cover fire so they'd have time to escape - more exposed than you'd like to be, but it wasn't anything you couldn't handle - until a stray shot hit the ship at just the right angle.

Hunter had tackled you to the ground, shielding you from the blast with his own body.

Despite the chaos around you, being in his arms felt safe.

“Don’t ever do that again!” It was meant to be an order but it felt different than any of the others he’d given over the past year. The way he’d taken your face into his hands, carefully examining the small, insignificant wound on your cheek. His face was unreadable but as you’d looked closer, his eyes were a whirlwind of relief that you hadn’t been hurt worse. There was something else there too - something that fed the hope hidden away in your core that your feelings toward him were reciprocated. He’d kept his hand on your arm as you stood up. They were strong, steady hands that kept you warm and stayed on your arm seconds longer than the moment demanded.

But then you’d found him in a closet with Phee’s sister only hours later at Cid’s parlour.

I’m so stupid. How could I have read him so wrong? What made me think I’d ever have a chance with a man like Hunter? You shook your head, angry at yourself for letting your guard down. For the first time since the beginning of the Clone Wars, you’d felt alive in a way that didn’t involve throwing yourself into violently dangerous situations. You felt at home with this band of misfit clones. You had finally allowed yourself to feel and acknowledge the emotions that came with it. Now you remembered why you hadn’t done that before. It was stupid and you would make sure that it wouldn’t happen again.

Finishing with the plasma cutter, you brought a wrench down hard with a loud clang. The piece barely moved an inch and you threw the tool down with a frustrated groan.

“You okay over there?” Phee poked her head around the corner, eyebrow raised.

“I’m good!” You grinned, hoping the faux smile would keep her from asking anymore questions. “Just trying to get this stubborn kriffing piece out so Tech can replace it when he gets back.”

Phee chuckled as you glared at the offending part. She walked over to the side of the ship, looking up and down at the stripped landing gear.

“Damn… what’d you guys get into this time?”

It was your turn to chuckle, grateful for the distraction from your spiraling negativity.

“That is a very complicated story,” Tech answered for you as he rounded the corner, “However, I do not currently have the time to tell it. We have another mission from Cid and should be leaving as soon as we’ve made our repairs.”

Good, you thought. Another mission might be just what you needed to get out of your head and back into the groove of things. Back to normal.

Tech stopped next to Phee in front of the landing gear, surveying the mess of tools and ship components. He frowned. “Although, it seems as though that may take a bit longer than I originally thought.”

He grabbed the hydrospanner from the ground by your feet and began prying at the piece you’d been working on. “I will fix this. You pick up the tools and get that carbon scoring off of those panels.”

Phee grinned as she began helping you scrape. “I love it when you get all bossy like that, Brown-Eyes.”

Tech’s cheeks darkened, the only indicator that he’d heard her at all.

You smirked. Tech and Phee were so different from each other. Her carefree sense of adventure and aptitude for playing fast and loose with the rules seemed opposite to Tech’s academic personality and rigid structure. But despite their differences, they seemed to bond over an innate sense of curiosity and wonder. They belonged together.

Like Hunter and I should be, you thought bitterly.

The silence that fell on the group as you worked was deafening. Every so often you caught Phee pausing to watch as Tech worked his magic with the repairs.

Tech remained oblivious, but found himself sending subtle glances towards her as she worked. Every glance felt like daggers through your chest. A reminder of what could have been yours.

“How’s it looking, Tech?” Hunter walked around the corner, setting a crate of explosives down for Wrecker to load onto the ship.

The knife you’d been using to scrape the panel suddenly felt heavy and clumsy in your hand. It slipped through your fingers as you frantically tried to catch it but failed as it hit the ground with a dull thud.

You gasped as a thin line of blood blossomed across your pointer finger and the palm of your hand.

“Kriff!” you grumbled under your breath. Hunter stepped forward quickly only to be intercepted by Phee who grabbed your injured hand, inspecting it.

“Eh, you’re fine,” she pulled a bacta patch from her pocket, quickly wrapping the injury as though she’d done it more than her fair share of times. “Be more careful with that next time,” she chided. You looked up expecting to see Hunter but he was gone.

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myoongiverse16 · 1 year

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Can I get a kiss?

Summary: You and Hunter frequently kiss in secret. But, one day Omega walks in on you two. You and Hunter have to explain and it leads to an explanation of your love for Hunter and, how you love Omega.

Genre: Tooth rotting fluff, some angst

Warnings: Kissing, it’s a tear-jerker, Omega being literally the cutest 🥹

After long missions, it became a routine for you and Hunter to give each other a knowing look. That look only meant one thing. One question.

Kisses?

That’s all it took. You and Hunter would find each other, go to a secluded space in the ship and kiss.

Just feeling his lips on yours calmed your whole body. And for Hunter, just having you close and your scent enveloping his senses soothed his form.

The two of you looked forward to the end of missions, just so you could have an excuse to be close to one another.

Usually, you weren’t interrupted. I mean, there were one or two times when one of the batcher’s would walk in on you two, well making out, and then having to awkwardly exit.

Those were embarrassing and uncomfortable situations. But luckily it didn’t happen too often.

However, what you both were not ready for, was Omega to walk in on you two.

It was just like any regular, “secret one-on-one” in the cockpit of the Marauder.

Hunter whispered your name as he held you close. You breathed heavily as Hunter pushed you against the wall.

He grabbed your waist and trailed kisses down your neck. You moaned and grabbed Hunter’s hair roughly. Hunter leaned back and placed a soft kiss on your lips. He smiled, you grinned and giggled.

“You sure know how to drive a girl crazy,” you said as you wrapped her arms around Hunter’s neck. He chuckled.

“It’s kind of my speciality,” he winked. “But, only for you mesh’la, only for you.”

“Glad to hear that,” you smirked then leaned in.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, someone was curious as to where you were. And that someone decided to find out.

“Hey, Echo? Do you know where Hunter is? I haven’t seen him since we finished our mission,” Omega asked. Echo choked on his caf. He cleared his throat.

“Well, you, uh see,” Echo bit his lip. “He’s probably just, uh, you know discussing the next mission. Yeah, that's all.” He finished with a nervous smile. Omega arched a brow.

“Okay?” Omega was skeptical, but decided to let it go and figure out for herself where Hunter was, because she knew you’d probably be with him.

If you two were discussing a new mission, she’d want to know what it was and how she could help!

The first place she thought to look was the cockpit. She waltzed on up to it and the door slid open. She gasped. You and Hunter froze. Hunter cringed and turned around, you peered over him and both of your eyes widened.

Well, this was bound to happen. Omega tilted her head confused.

“What were you guys doing?” You both smiled nervously.

Both of you simultaneously stuttered a couple “oh, nothing” and “we weren’t doing anything” as Hunter backed away from you. You looked anywhere but at Omega and Hunter awkwardly rubbed a hand behind his neck. Omega was even more confused.

“Huh? But you were clearly doing something. That didn’t look like you ‘discussing’ our next mission,” Omega said with hand quotations. She crossed her arms in front of her. You facepalmed.

We’re screwed. Hunter looked at you, silently asking you, “What do we do?” You huffed and nodded your head.

“Well, you see, Omega,” you paused and motioned Omega to come forward. Omega obliged and sat in the pilot’s chair.

“Me and Hunter. We-we, love each other.” You smiled at Hunter and held his arm. Hunter grinned back and held your hand. Omega’s eyes widened a little, but she smiled after. You continued.

“And well, when people love each other,” you bit your lip. “I don’t know how to put this,” you chuckled. Hunter rubbed your back to comfort you.

“They kiss. There I said it.” Omega’s face was confused but she nodded along, starting to understand.

“Okay,” she pondered. “But, you say you love all of us, how come you don’t kiss the other guys.” Your eyes widened and you breathed a laugh. Hunter chuckled.

“Well, Omega. That’s a different type of love.” Omega gasped.

“Really? There’s different kinds of love?” You and Hunter nodded your heads.

“Yeah, we have a romantic type of love.” Hunter wrapped an arm around your waist. You looked at him then nodded at Omega.

“That’s right. The love I have for the other guy’s is different.” Omega was still confused.

“Different, how?”

“Well, I love the other guys; Wrecker, Tech, Echo and Crosshair, in more of a brotherly type of way. I see them more as family.” Omega nodded along, then her face lit up in understanding.

“Oooh, that makes sense!” You and Hunter smiled at her. Omega giggled. Then, her eyes furrowed.

“Well, then. What about me? You say you love me all the time. Is it in a sisterly way?” Omega asked, pointing to herself.

You gave her a warm smile then kneeled down by the chair she was sitting at. You placed your hands on Omega’s arms gently. Omega looked down at you curiously.

“Omega, even the way I love you is different too.” You smiled.

“Really?” Omega asked, eager to know. You nodded your head.

“Yes,” You glanced at Hunter. He nodded his head. You looked back at Omega.

“The way I love you,” You paused and smiled. “…is more like a daughter.”

Omega gasped and beamed. She jumped off of the chair and into your arms. You were shocked but quickly wrapped your arms around Omega. Omega leaned back and looked at you, tears brimming her eyes.

“And the way I love you, is like a Mom.” You gasped and smiled as tears fell down your face. Hunter smiled warmly and kneeled beside the two of you. Omega grinned and pulled Hunter in for a group hug.

“And I love you like a Dad, Hunter.” Omega beamed. Hunter chuckled and ruffled her hair. Omega giggled and you laughed as she sniffed.

Omega stood up and held her hands out for Hunter and Y/N. You both looked at each other and smiled. You both took her hands and stood up.

“I just have one question,” Omega asked cheekily. Hunter raised a brow.

“Can I get a kiss?” You laughed out loud.

“What?” Hunter chuckled. Omega only shrugged.

“If you love me, you give me kisses right?” You giggled and shook your head. Omega slumped.

“Wha-what? I thought you said that’s how it works!” You stopped laughing and frowned.

“Omega, it’s different,” You gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “Me and Hunter, we love each other romantically. Only people who love each other like that kiss.” Omega nodded her head.

“Okay,” her eyebrows furrowed. “But, I saw you kiss the other guys.” Hunter’s eyes widened. You immediately shook your head.

“Again, that’s different. I didn’t kiss them on the lips.” Hunter’s face changed to understanding.

“Huh?” Omega was still confused.

“Okay, I kiss Hunter on the lips, because that’s what you do when you love someone romantically. I’ll kiss the other guys’ foreheads or cheeks, as more of a familial type of way. You understand?” Omega grinned and nodded her head.

“Yeah! It all makes sense!” You and Hunter smiled.

“So, you know why we kiss now, right?” Hunter asked with a raised brow. Omega nodded her head vigorously.

“Yep, it’s because you love each other, romantically,” Omega wriggled her eyebrows playfully. You and Hunter laughed. Omega smiled sadly.

“Does that still mean I don’t get a kiss?” Omega pouted. You smiled.

“Well, I don’t see why not.” Omega’s face lightened up. You and Hunter laughed again. You leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Omega’s forehead. Omega beamed. She turned to Hunter and smiled cheekily. He chuckled.

“Oh, alright.” Hunter leaned forward and placed a kiss on Omega’s forehead as well. Omega was practically grinning from ear to ear.

“Thanks you guys!” Omega skipped out of the cockpit giddily. Hunter chuckled and turned to you.

“Well, that was eventful, wasn’t it?” You sighed.

“Yep, who knew parenting would be so hard.” Hunter breathed a laugh then pulled you close. He enveloped you in a warm hug. You stayed like that for a few seconds. Relishing in each other's warmth.

“You know, seeing Omega so happy,” You leaned back. “It just makes my whole world. She’s a really good kid.” You smiled, thinking about her.

Hunter held your cheek. He hummed.

“Seeing you and her together,” he paused. “That makes my whole world.” You beamed. Hunter leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on your lips. One filled with passion, love and happiness.

You smiled but heard giggling. You pulled away and raised a brow. Hunter’s face turned confused, then his nose scrunched up.

“Omega!” He shouted, then Omega screamed and ran away. Hunter playfully growled and chased her. You watched fondly, chuckling to yourself.

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ihavemanychickens · 9 days

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Hunter: Everyone understand the plan?

Y/n: Sir yes sir Sargent Slutty Waist

The batch: …

Hunter: … Excuse me?

Y/n: Did I stutter?

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thesith · 26 days

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— Bedtime Story Masterlist

bad batch x gn!reader (platonic), hunter x reader, jedi!reader

this is a multi-chapter fic

warnings: mentions of order 66, war (it’s star wars…), violence, loss of a mentor, injury (to reader and others)

notes: there are many original aspects to this fic, such as the names of planets, reader’s master, and their venator. some force methods in this story are original too. theory on lightsaber colors, some drawn from legends.

summary: the bad batch tells omega the story of the reader (through the memories of the reader)

A/N: i’ve been working on this idea for a few weeks now & it’s my first multi-chapter fic for tbb! there is not a set update schedule for this fic. if you would like to be tagged in this fic, fill out this form!

Prologue

Chapter 1 - Unorthodox

Chapter 2 - Attachment

Chapter 3 - Favorite Clones

Chapter 4 - Safe

Chapter 5 - Return to Coruscant

Chapter 6 - Reunited

Chapter 7 - Result of Anaxes

Chapter 8 - TBA

Chapter 9 - TBA

Chapter 10 - TBA

Chapter 11 - TBA

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cornfowercowboy · 22 days

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When can I be free?

Chapter 1

The Bad Batch x bounty hunter!reader/OC

Warning: Mention of blaster wounds, blood, swearing, toxin relationship, slavery, death, Reader has Poliosis ( has natural streaks of white hair.)yelling, threatening, manipulation. Lots of Angst, like a LOT

Word count : 5850

Summary : You and your boyfriend are outlaw bounty hunters. You and your boyfriend are trying to disappear from the galaxy and both live a normal life together. But will happen when a few rebels stop both of you from delivering a package to the Empire ?

A/n: Hi! This is my very first fanfic, I have never wrote before and this is my first series I’m doing sooo I’m so nervous about posting this. I have no idea if I’m going to continue this but I really hope you enjoy it! Please excuse any grammar errors I made, I’m dyslexic so I’m so sorry if scenes or sentences don’t make sense :’) anyway, enjoy my very first post!!

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(Also Readers bounty hunters name is Star! Star is not her real name :pp)

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Being an outlaw was hard in the big galaxy, but being an outlaw bounty hunter made it 10 times harder.

It’s been months since the republic had fallen and the empire had risen. Coruscant had changed a lot since, but that didn't change how you worked.

You and your boyfriend Michael have been on Coruscant for a little more than a month, laying low and waiting for big bounty hunters jobs opportunity to come up. While you waiting for a new mission to come in, your job (for now) is to work as a waitress at a bar.

And that’s where you are now.

“[ Y/n ]” you hear someone call your name. you turn around in your seat and find Michael there, walking towards you with a smile on his handsome face. You smile back at him feeling a warm heat coming from your chest.

“ Michael, sweetie..” you say, getting up from your seat and giving him a long warm hug. Michael was your everything, you knew each other your whole lifes. He was there when you needed him most..He loved you.

“How was work?” Michael asks you, as he gives you a small kiss on your cheek.

”Oh..you know..same thing every day Michael..” you say to him as you cup his cheek with your hand. Although how sweet the moment was, it quickly ended. Michael glances up at your hair and the smile on his face fades away into a disgusted expression.

“[ Y/n ] your hair!” He angrily whispered to you, looking around the room to see if anyone was watching. You panic at his words and pull a strand of your hair to find…white hair. ‘Shit’ you thought.

Ever since you and Michael started to become Bounty hunter’s he started to be..overprotected..at least..that's what you thought.

“I thought I told you to cover..THAT up…!” Michael said angrily to you, he pushed you towards the back where the changing rooms are. “I- I did- I just..-” you try explaining to him but he just cuts you off and sighs.

“ I don't care. Just-” he paused as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “ Just get ready and go to the ship. We have a job to do, AND don't take long” he said to you lastly and left.

You sigh angrily and start walking towards the employee changing rooms. That's when you paused and looked to your right. One of your coworkers was leaning against the wall with a sorry expression on her face.

“He’s still rough on you eh?..” she said to you, you smirked at her.

“When is he not sugar?” You say back to her, as you resume your walking. “You know…you tell me if things get bad..right?” she said back to you, making you look back at her. A Concerned and worried expression wash over her face, your eyebrows scrunch as you thought deep for a moment. You look back up at her with a reassuring smile.

”I promise, sugar”

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When you got back to the ship you immediately headed to the refresher so you could take a nice shower. The water was warm and inviting, the soap made your skin feel soft and warm. Something you needed after the day you had on Coruscant. When you got out, you quickly dried and dressed yourself.

Your outfit was simple for a bounty hunter, you wore a white button up shirt covered by a chest plate armor and topped with a worn down brown jacket. Your pants were black under some brown chaps, with some beat down brown square cowboy boots. You check yourself out in the mirror, man.

you looked good.

You smile to yourself as you tie a yellow bandana around your neck, before someone calls out your name.

“Star!” You hear Michael yell your name from the cockpit. “Yeah?”

“Get your ass up here, we're coming out of Hyperspace”

He yelled back at you, you sigh and turned to walk out of the refresher before you stopped and looked back at the mirror. You looked at yourself for the last time.

A strand of your [ H/C ] mixed with a little of your white hair was out of place. You stare at yourself deep in your thoughts. ‘It's just you.’ you thought for a moment. You snap out of your deep thoughts before pulling the strand of hair back in place, finally walking out of the refresher towards the cockpit.

“So what is our mission?” You say as you walk in the cockpit, Michael was sitting in the pilot seat pressing buttons on the control panel. “We're just picking up and delivering a package” He said as he pressed another button.

“A package?” you asked in confusion as you sat down in the passenger seat. “Honey we’re Bounty hunter’s, not some delivery guys..” you told him, Michael glanced back at you for a moment.

“ It's a special order,” He turned in his chair so he could face you. “From the Empire” Your eyes wide and your heart drops at the sudden news.

“The Empire!? Michael, are you trying to get us caught?” Michael only smirked at you before turning away. “Relax babe, all they said was go in and get the job done. No questions asked.”

“That doesn't mean we're safe from the law, Micheal!”

Micheal looked at you with an annoyed expression on his face, he rolled his eyes at you. “Star, you're overreacting. This is our chance to be free and live a normal life, without running away from the law.” He said to you as the ship jumped out of hyperspace. An uncomfortable silence swallows the ship whole, you sit there thinking in your thoughts.

Soon the ship landed, Micheal pressed a few more buttons before getting up from his seat. You sat there staring at him angrily, wondering why the kriff he’s so difficult to work with today. Micheal started reloading his blaster and packing more supplies in his bag. After staring daggers against his head for a good minute, you soon sigh in defeat as you stand up and start reloading your own blasters. As you put both of your two blasters in your holder, you look at the table next to you.

It’s your cowboy hat.

You stare at it, before picking it up. You smile, feeling the rough material on your hands. Suddenly a loud noise snaps you out of your thoughts, you turn around to see the ship door has lowered. Micheal stared at you with an annoyed expression on his face. “Come on star, we don’t have all day..” He said before turning around and started exiting the ship. You sigh at him as you put on your hat, before exiting the ship after him.

You take a deep breath of the fresh air around you, looking around the scenery. The trees surrounding you were bright green and fresh. You looked over at Micheal, he started to put a blue bandana over his nose and mouth covering the half of his face before looking at you.

“Just like I said Star, in and out. Just as easy as that babe.” You can't see his face but you can just tell he’s smiling under his mask.

You close your eyes in defeat, before opening them. You sigh as you take your yellow bandana around your neck and put it over your nose and mouth.

“This doesn’t mean that we’re done with our conversation Hun.” You say as you begin walking on a dirt path with Micheal trailing behind you.

“There should be a dealer meeting up with us to drop off the package just a few clicks from here.” He said behind you.

A few clicks had passed by, you and Micheal finally met up with a dealer. The dealer was loading out a big metal crate on a cart from the ship, about as tall as you and Micheal. The dealer had noticed both of you approaching him, he turned to face both you and Micheal.

“You must be Micheal and Star. You guys are here to pick up the package?” He said to both of you. His voice was rough, like he smoked for a living. It was disgusting.

“Yes sir we are,” You say as you observe the metal crate, before looking at the dealer and Micheal. “This is a bigger package than we expected..what’s in it sugar?”

“Eh, just some pet or somethin the empire wants.” The dealer answered back to you.

“Well whatever it is, it’s very valuable to the empire.” Micheal said as he got on the cart with the metal crate.

“Be sure to deliver this package with no damages, they said it needs to be alive when it gets delivered.”

The dealer nods at both of you before getting on his ship and flying off. You kept on looking at the metal crate while Michael was pressing buttons on the control panel, preparing to take the metal crate back to the ship. As you look closer at the crate you realize that there’s holes on the sides, breathing holes.

‘Hm..must actually be a pet then..’ You thought in your mind. ‘But..why would this pet be so valuable to the empire-‘

*SNAP!*

The sound of a tree twig snapping draws both yours and Micheal’s attention, Drawing both of your weapons up towards the source of the sound. Only to find a man in full clone armor.

“Maker dammit…” you mumble under your breath.

“Give us that crate. And no one gets hurt.” The man demanded, raising up his own blaster as 4 more armor men walked in with their own weapons in hand. All of them being different heights.

Rebels..

“Unless you're the escorting back up, we’re not giving you nothin sugar.” You say back to him coldly, both of your and Micheal’s blaster are pointing at them.

“Listen, just give us back the kid and we’ll be on our way.” The leader asked you, his voice was very demanding and smoky.

“A kid? There- there’s no kid here,” Micheal said with a bit of a trembling voice. Your eyes frown a little bit as you glance at Micheal, he notices your concern in your eyes.

“Oh come on babe, don’t believe this Rebel. He’s lying, let's kill these rebels and be on our way.” He said with a bit of an annoyed expression. Suddenly, a loud noise came from inside the metal crate that drew your attention away from the threat in front of you.

The loud noises sounded like banging noise, like...someone banging on the inside of the crate.

Panic started creeping in your chest as you glanced back at the crate.

“Don’t listen to him Star! He's making crap up so we could open it and let our bounty get away.” Micheal said to you as he kept his gaze trained on the five men. His voice sounded panicky.

The banging on the metal crate doesn’t calm you down, glancing at Michael then the 5 armor men before slowly turning around and walking closer to the lock of the door. Your hands tremble in more panic as you start unlocking it.

“Star- Star!” His voice sounded like he was panicking. He tried telling you to stop but it was too late.

You finally unlock the door. Your hands were up against it, keeping it in place. You started to feel that same bad feeling you had before. You take a deep breath, before opening it up slowly. The door was now wide open, and inside that big metal crate was…

A little girl with blonde hair..

With a shock collar around her neck.

A shock collar.

A Zygerrian Slavers shock collar.

The same slave collar you Ẅ̶̧̱͕̝͒͘̕̚o̷͖̻̘̬͖͑r̷̲̭͈̻̣̄è̴̱̔̚͝ ̵͓͕͑͑̐͗a̷̬̔͊̅͐̒s̵̠̝̊͗̂̚͝ ̵͍̮͎̳̋á̵͈̯̂͊̊́ C̵̛͓̘̪̪̓̿̓͂ḧ̶̬͇͙̭͉̠̲́̈͋í̷͇̮̥̪̹͕̻́̃̃͒l̵̨̨̥̠̲̳͙̦̩̈́d̴̮̣͓̖̠͈͉͈̦̯͖͐͜…

The world around you began to spin, you felt sick to your stomach. Your hands began to shake, and you realized you were breathing hard. When did you start struggling to breathe? Your body began to tremble as you slowly began to step back, away from the little girl. She looked so scared out of her mind.

“Star…”

You quickly turned around and saw Micheal, his bandana was not covering his face anymore. His face had a neutral expression, not shocked, not scared, nothing. You take a deep breath before talking.

“Did..did you know?”

“What?”

“Did you know!?” Your voice sounded more demanding and trembling. Micheal didn’t say anything back at you, he just kept quiet.

He did know.

He didn’t tell you because he knew you would have done something.

He knew there was a little girl inside and did nothing just for money.

“Let the kid go,” The leader of the rebels asked again. You stare at Micheal waiting for him to say something but he just stands there, doing nothing. You stand there thinking in your own thoughts, your heart is shattering to pieces by the minute.

“Why are you trembling, Star?” Micheal pauses before talking again

.”If we continue this mission, I- we! we..would be free. Together. Come on babe, Do the right thing!” He said back to you as his voice became louder and angrier.

Your eyebrows scrunched up and frown, your hands ball up in a fist in anger. Stepping away from him. “Sometimes doing the right thing is better than being free, Micheal.” You turned away from him, walking back towards the little girl. You hear Micheal sigh in disappointment.

“You never did listen to me, Star.” You hear Micheal press a button on the control panel and suddenly the cart turns on, making you stop walking. You turned to face him and tell him to stop.

“Micheal, what are yo-“

*BANG!*

…

The world moved too fast for you.

Your brain doesn’t even register what just happened.

You close your eyes as you feel painful pressure push onto your stomach, you feel the dirt ground on your back . Putting your hand on the lower side of your stomach you feel hot liquid touch your fingers. Blood, lots of blood.

You were shot.

Who the hell shot you?

Horrible pain settled on your stomach as your ears started ringing, your head was pounding. Over the loud ringing you heard yelling, blaster shots, and running footsteps. You didn’t want to open your eyes, until you heard a loud muffled talking over you.

You opened your eyes and looked up, the sky was now covered in gray and black clouds. You try your best to look towards the talking. It was the rebel squad.

They seem to be yelling at each other. As you look closer, you realize the cart that had Micheal and the girl was gone. Panic settles in your chest, only making it harder to breathe as you try to talk.

“T-The..girl..” You groaned in pain, catching the rebels squads attention. The leader of the squad squats down at your level, gently putting a hand on your shoulder. You can hear his muffle voice over the ringing sound in your ear, he sounded like he was asking you a question. You didn’t know what question he asked so you said the most logical thing.

“The ship..,” you pause as you take a deep breath before talking again. “Just..a few clicks away from here.. south…”

The leader nodded then quickly stood up and turned to his squad. The muffle voices seemed like he was commanding them, you closed your eyes and groaned in pain as you put more pressure on your wound. The ringing in your ears finally fades away, as you hear multiple footsteps fade away into the distance.

They must be going after Micheal…

The footsteps slowly go far away from you, you finally relax your body in relief. You sigh painfully before trying to get up from your laying down position, when suddenly a hand pushes your shoulder back down on the ground gently. Your heart dropped, your eyes shot open and you began to struggle to breathe again.

Did one of them stay behind to finish you off?

“Take it easy.” A calm voice said to you. You look over at the voice, a man in full clone armor with orange goggles was kneeling beside you. “Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. you're already hurt enough.” he said that last part under his breath, but was loud enough for you to hear.

“Why are you…” You stop talking when he takes off his helmet. His face was tan color, he had a firm expression like he was serious all the time.

“ Just calm down, don't waste your energy.”

He said putting his flesh hand on your wound, you whine in pain as he puts pressure on it. “I apologize for putting more pressure on your wound, but this will only take a minute to try and stop the bleeding. Please sit up”

You do as he asked, with another whine leaves your mouth in the process. He then gets out some fresh bandages, gently wrapping it around your stomach and your bleeding wound.

Slowly but surely patching you up. You look at him as he keeps wrapping the bandages around you. He was so focused on patching you up he didn't realize you were staring at him.

“Why are you..helping me?”

you said as your voice was muffled by your bandanna.Your voice snaps him out of his focused state, he locks eyes with you. He thought for a moment, his eyes softened as he looked at you. He opened his mouth to speak but shut it when a voice suddenly came through his helmet.

“Tech? Come in Tech! Where are you, we need you now!” This man who is named ‘Tech' quickly puts on his helmet back on a comms back.

“Just finishing up right now, we’ll be there in a few clicks” Tech said standing back up on his feet.“Here, let me help you up.” He then puts his arm under your armpit and helps you stand up on your two feet. You whine in pain again, feeling the blood rush back to your head.

“You are surprisingly taking this very well, have you been shot before?” Tech ask you

Your eyes frown in anger. “Multiple times, from Rebels like you.” You say as you pushed him away. Suddenly without his support your body feels way heavier than you realize, Gravity hits you down and you almost fall right back down onto the ground but was saved by Tech. Tech puts his arm back under your arm and you put your arm over his shoulder.

“I would not do that if I were you, you are still in a rough condition as of right now.” he said to you, you scoff back at him.

“Yeah no shit I'm not..” You say to him as you groan under your mask, you need to get out of here. You look up at him, his face close to yours. You just stare at him, his eyes had a concerned expression. Pity, Pity from a Rebel that tried killing you. How funny.

Tech comms went off again. “Tech we could really need you!” the voice said though.

“We are on our way” Tech said as he started walking you back to the ship. Suddenly you feel water roll down your head, it starts raining.

“Kriff! just my luck..” you say angrily, your blood was boiling by the moment. A few clicks went by and you started getting tired and drowsy, you both were really close. You couldn't give up right then and there. You feel techs eyes on you, he stays silent before saying something.

“Back there where I ask you, have you been shot before. what did you mean by ‘Rebels like you’ ?” you both stop walking, turning to look at him. Your eyes scrunch down.

“ Are you serious??” you looked at him in disbelief, you searched in his face to see if was joking.

He wasn't.

“Yes, I am very serious” he said back to you, he was genuinely curious. It makes your blood boil. You scoff at him again, before talking again.

“You guys shot me, you try killing me! Are you really that dumb!?” You started walking again dragging tech with you, his eyes widened at you outburst before scrunching down in confusion.

“ We didn’t not shoot you.” Tech said bluntly, you laughed loudly. He was seriously trying to lie to you?

“Heh yeah right, Rebel. Try lying to me again I might just put a blaster bolt in your head..” you said threatening him, though he was unphased about it and still had a serious expression on his face.

”We didn’t shoot you, It was your partner that shot you,” Tech said back to you.

You frost in your place before turning to him. “what did you just say..?” Your heart stops, time seems to stop for a click. Did you hear him correctly?

“Your partner, he was the one that shot you.”

“No..no! he didn't he just-”

“Yes he did, he shot you then took the girl without you. Which..is concerning since..you both looked really close.” he said back to you before walking again. Your mind was going everywhere and your heart was racing.

Did..Michael really shoot you..Just like that?

Leaving you to die by the Rebels?

Tech noticed your quietness, but said nothing. The only sound that was keeping you both company was just the sound of the rain and the faint blaster noises up ahead of you.

Tech kept on glancing at you, like he wanted to say something and he did. “I’m sorry for what has happened to you.” Tech said to you. You didn’t know if it made you more angry or sad than you already are, you just felt..

“I don’t need your pity from a Rebel like you.” You said bitterly. Tech just nodded and kept walking with you.

You and Tech both stopped walking in front of a forest of trees. Just beyond those trees was the real fight, a fight you didn’t want to face. The faint blaster was loud now.

Tech carefully sat you down at the bottom of a tree trunk all of a sudden, he stood up and ran towards the blaster sounds.

“Wait where are you-“

“Stay here, I’ll try to be fast” Then he was gone, running into the other side of the forest. Leaving you with your thoughts and the sound of yelling.

Your mind was all over that place, you felt so many emotions you just couldn’t keep up. You feel angry, sad, bitter, betrayed, and you just can’t think anymore. You swallowed down a bubble that was forming in your throat, you wanted to cry.

But you can’t.

You can’t cry now.

That little girl is in danger.

Because you failed.

You failed and were left to die.

Your blood was boiling.

You need to face this fight.

You need to face Michael.

You need to make him pay for what he has done.

Your hand slowly moves up the tree, grabbing the side and slowly pulling yourself up on your feet. You groan as you feel pain shoot up your body, you lean against the tree taking a click to breathe before you start walking. You grip the side of your stomach in more aching pain, making you limp as you walk.

As you walk through the many trees in front of you, you start hearing a familiar voice yelling really loud. The sound of Michael yelling. As you got closer, all you saw was the Rebel squad cornering Micheal with all their blasters pointing at him. In Micheal's hand was a blaster, and in his other hand he was holding on the blonde little girl's arm next to a cliff.

Your eyes frown down in anger and without a warning your body started moving on its own.

“Michael!” Your voice was loud and angry when you called out his name. Your presence shocked the rebel squad, and Michael himself.

“[ Y-Y/n ]” Michael’s face had a horrifying expression on it, his eyes were wide open like if you just came back from the dead.

“You…you left me to die!” You said as you limped over to him. “You shot me..!” The rain falls down on both of your faces.

“My dear…” Michael said as he hesitantly slowly walked over to you. “You're alive..” his try getting close you back away from him.

“You shot me!”

“W-what? My dear, I would NEVER do that to you! I love you so much..” Michael said to you, you glance over at the Rebel squad and your eyes find Techs. His eyes were narrowing down, but then they softened when he found yours.

You got the feeling he was trying to tell you not to believe in Micheal’s words.

“I don’t know what them Rebels told you, But they're trying to make you against me!” You look back at Micheal, give him your full attention.

“Believe me, My dear. Then after we kill ALL of them and take the kid, we both can be free and have a family together..” Micheal said, smiling sweetly to you. Days before this day, you would have believed him, tell him how much you loved him and how you loved to have a family together.

But that was back then.

“Okay..I believe you, My love..” you said softly as you limp over to stand beside him. Micheal sighs in relief before laughing and pointing his blaster back at Tech and his squad mates.

“See…everything is going to plan..” Micheal said as you take one of your blasters from your holder and your other hand still holding onto your blaster wound. You point up your blaster at Techs squad. Your eyes find Tech's eyes again, his eyes were filled with hurt and pain at your choice.

“After we deliver this little brat to the empire, we'll disappear without a trace!! Free from the law and live our own lifes!!” Michael laughed out loud in a psycho way. You stare at tech, before you wink at him. His eyes frown in confusion before realizing what you were going to do.

“I don’t think so.”

You pointed your blaster at Micheal and pulled the trigger. You shot him right in the back. Michael yelped in pain , letting go of the little girl in the process but quickly recovered as He pointed his own blaster at you and tried shooting you. You dodged the bolt and quickly tackled him.

As you tackled him, he began to fall down the steep hill but not without taking you with him. You both tumbled down the hill but quickly stopped as you fell onto the muddy wet ground.

You are now laying down on your stomach, your bandana and cowboy hat was now off of you, probably fell somewhere around where you landed. Your body was so weak and you felt your nose begin bleeding as you felt the rain hit your back. The bolt wound was hurting 10 times worse now.

You can't give up now.

Without another thought you feel someone standing over you, hands gripping your back and harshly flipping you over. Micheal was standing over you with a big smile on his face, his hand gripped around your neck, and he squeezed tightly. Your hands gripped his hand, trying to pull them off of you, you began to struggle to breathe.

“You kriffing whore..trying to kill me eh..? Will that’s too bad you bitch, you're stuck with me!” You desperately gasp for air, your body starts thrashing around. You started losing consciousness, the world around you began to fade to black when suddenly..

*BANG!*

The pressure around your throat was gone, you breathed in desperately before quickly punching Micheal in the face. Michael fell back on the ground, he held onto his nose as he groaned in pain.

You quickly got on your feet, taking more time to breathe feeling the blood rush to your head. You glanced over at the hill and saw one of tech’s squad members with a sniper had shot Micheal in the back.

You silently thank him, but quickly turn your attention back to Micheal. He was quick to recover from his sudden attack, quickly he took out another blaster from his holder and pointed at you.

Micheal was about to pull the trigger but you were faster than him, you quickly kicked his blaster out of his hand and delivered another punch to his face more harder than before.

Michael groaned in pain, he held onto his face. While Micheal was trying to recover, you slowly but surely picked up the blaster you kicked out of his hand and stood over him. You breathe in and out trying to control your adrenaline. Holding on to your side as the pain get worse.

When Michael regains his sense of reality, he looks up at you. He tries to get up, but you slowly point up the blaster at him.

Micheal looks up at the blaster pointed at him, his lips curling into a smirk. His face is bloodied and battered as he slowly scoot away from you.

“You know, I should have killed you the day we killed my pathetic father! But no, I didn’t because I felt pity for you being a pathetic slave!” Micheal said, venom in his voice. You don’t react to his words, but your face is twisted into a grimace of anger and pain as you just stare back at him and walk closer.

“ And here you are, being all tough and brave thinking you have the guts to kill me. Well you don’t, I still own you!” He said with a smug look on his face, despite his current situation as he keeps backing away.

“You're nothing but a pathetic whore, You hear me!? A PATHETIC WHORE-“

*BANG!*

….

Your ears ring as you stare at Micheal’s lifeless body fully laying down on the ground now. You slowly bring the blaster down, you look at it before throwing it at the ground.

You feel tears in your eyes, the pain on your stomach was unbearable now, you bring your hand that’s was holding your stomach up to your face and see fresh red blood on it. You looked down at your shirt, only to find it soaked with your blood.

Your adrenaline you once had was now fading away, so was your consciousness. Your body couldn’t hold up anymore, you fell to your knees. In the distance, you hear someone calling out to you slowly getting closer. You soon fall flat down on to the ground, you feel so tired.

“Hey! Stay with me! Just stay awake for me!” You hear a voice beside you. You try listening to the voice, but your eyes grow heavy to the opposite. You can’t open them any more.

“Don't close your eyes, just stay awake!…”

The voice was fading away and soon, everything stopped and went…..black.

…..

You hear a child crying, Crying out for their mother.

“Momma!”

You see a little girl with [ H/c ] and bits of white hair crying beside her mother's lifeless body.

“Please Momma, stay awake!”

The mother of the girl slowly brings up her hand to her daughter's face and cups it. The daughter holds tightly onto her mothers hand.

“Momma…please…stay with me a little longer…please…”

The mother's hand slowly goes limp in her daughter's hand. The girl slowly put down her mother’s lifeless hand on the ground.

“Momma…please don’t leave me…”

……

“Momma..….I’m scared…”

You shot up from your nightmare with eyes wide open, but quickly closed them from the bright light that was above you. You open your eyes, taking a click for them to adjust to the light. When your eyes fully adjusted you looked around, the room was white with a few cabinets and tables around it.

On the stroller table beside you had some medical supplies on it, you realized where you were.

This was a medbay.

Who’s? You didn’t know, you don’t want to know.

You sat up fully, but instantly regretted the sudden movement as you groaned in pain. You look down at your stomach and realize there’s bandages around it, you also realize you're not in your clothes you were wearing before. Now you were in some really big oversized blacks garments. That was clearly not yours.

“You're awake!”

You shot up from your sitting position at the sudden voice, you stood up in horror as you looked around the room to find where that voice came from. In the process you backed up to a side of the stroller table harshly, making some of the medical supplies drop to the floor. Your heart was pounding all over the places.

“Woah! Calm down, It’s okay…”

You finally found where that voice came from and to your surprise, it was the little girl with blonde hair. Your eyes widened at her but not before you quickly closed them as you groaned in pain again, this time much worse.

The girl quickly brought you down to the cot, you gripped your stomach as you scoot away from her.

“Shhh..it’s okay..take it easy.” The little girl said to you, trying to calm you down.

“Just take a deep breath, like this!” The little girl breath in and then out slowly, you stare at her before you close your eyes and follow her steps.

Breath in…breath out…

Your heart rate soon went down, you slowly opened your eyes and found the little girl already staring at you.

“Better?” You nod at her not trusting your voice, she just smiles brightly at you before continuing talking.

“Anyway, my name is Omeg-“

“Omega!”

A voice of a man snaps yours and Omega's attention away from each other, you both looked over at the door. A man with long brown hair and a red bandana was standing in front of the door, his face had a skull tattoo on it. Right behind him was another man, his skin was pale and had mechanic parts, as if he was part-droid.

“I thought we told you to tell us if she wakes up.” The man with the red bandana and skull tattoo said his voice was smoky. He fully walked in the medbay, the pale man behind him did the same.

“I was! She just woke up now.” Omega said, walking over to the two men. Both of them sigh tiredly, before pointing their attention to you. None of them said anything, they just stared at you. It made you feel weak under the gaze, the tension in the room got so thick you could cut it with a knife.

“So…got a name, outlaw?” The man with the red bandana said to you, his brown eyes were piercing at you like a knife. You sign in defeat, you know you can’t be the bigger person right now. You have to talk.

“[ Y/n ], My name is [ Y/n ]”

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hi !! congrats on your milestone, you deserve it!! :D 💜

I saw the "accidentally saying a pet name" and I was immediately intrigued how that would go with Crosshair and Hunter if you're willing? :0 or just with Cross if it's to 1 character, I'm sorry if I confused smth HDJAHKF

SFW if possible? i just need smth cute atm aa

again congrats and I hope you're doing okay !💜💜

❀ Milestone prompts list ❀

Author's Note: Awww thank you so much!! I don't know if I deserve it, but I'm so happy that people enjoy my stuff! And no you didn't get anything confused, lets give Hunter and Crossy some love.

Relationships: Hunter/Fem!Reader, Crosshair/Fem!Reader

Warnings: None, Both pre-order 66

✦ Hunter ✦

You don't know why out of every thing you've done- Every hill you've climbed, stairs ascended and rocky path treaded, this one goddamn seam on the gangplank of the Marauder always manages to get you.

It's made you trip up multiple times, once so even ending up face planted in the dirt right in front of everyone else. Up or down it never fails to catch the toe of your boot, the moment you don't consciously remember to lift your feet up higher to avoid it.

"Are you all coming anytime soon?"

Wrecker groans, rolling his eyes when he realizes everyone isn't right behind him. He complains about feeling like he's starving, Crosshair and Tech both telling him to can it as they join him outside. That just leaves you and Hunter for last, having taken the longest to get ready.

The two of you walk out of the ship mostly side by side, and in your excitement to get some food, you fail to once again remember that little lip of metal that always trips you up. It catches the toe of your shoe and sends you flying forward, attempting to stumble and catch yourself.

Hunter jolts forward and grabs you at the waist, skidding forward slightly after catching you. Your hands are partly held outwards and you'd been prepared to catch your own fall, but Hunter's strong grip stops you halfway down.

"Woah, easy there sweetheart," He says the moment you have your feet under your center of gravity again. His hands grip your stomach and waist, the fabric of your top bunching and pulling awkwardly.

However you can feel the moment he realizes what surprisingly intimate word has slipped from his lips, removing his arms from you the second you have your bearings about you. He lets out a small cough.

"I, Uh..."

His eyes glance away from you, but when they look back, you're smiling.

"Thanks for the save, Hunter." He can feel his brothers eyes on him, even as he nods at you and attempts to hide the way his face feels a little hot.

✦ Crosshair ✦

If there is one thing consistent about Crosshair, it's that he always loves to call you names. Things like 'princess', illuding to your demands for specific things. Like wishing they'd pick up after themselves, or for the Marauder to not smell like bottled, concentrated 'man'.

But it's all laced with sarcasm and his overall brand of incorrigible ass, so you've never taken any of it seriously.

Afterall it seems as if he can barely stand your very being in the same vicinity as him, why would you let his words get to you? It's all just him being a jerk or at best, just teasing. Though at least most of the time he seems to barely stand you- other times he's far more talkative than you'd ever expect of him.

The pilot's seat creaks a bit as you lean back into it a bit more, pulling your legs up to tuck them beside you.

Crosshair is confusing; You can't ever seem to get a solid read on him or how he really feels about you.

"How long you been in here?"

Well now, speak of the devil.

You look to your side and see Crosshair standing between the pilot and co-pilot seat, looking out of the viewport at the stars and planets streaking past. He glances down at you for a moment, face still forward.

"I've been here since a bit before Tech left. Finally managed to get him to leave."

You manage to mostly hold back a yawn, but it still forces you to make a small noise in your throat. It's been awhile, and watching the ship in hyperspace is more than a little boring. If anything, the lull of the engines, bumping of metal on metal, and the soft glow of the safely lights on the floor have only served as your new favorite lullaby since you had made the Marauder your home away from home.

"I'll take over." His voice is curt, and steady. You look up and shake your head.

"It's fine, Crosshair. I'm not that tired." And you don't want the others to think that you shirked out on your duty, as much as they'd never think it.

Crosshair simply takes a step closer and put his hand on the headrest of the seat. He notices the way your eyes seem heavy, your body slouched.

"Go sleep, doll. I'll cover for you."

You're used to ignoring his words but, the softness of these ones strike you. When you look up at him in surprise however, he's already patched up the tiny little crack in his exterior he let crumble.

"Cross? What di-" He jerks his head in the direction of the bunks.

"Go." He leaves no room for argument, and so you get up and move to slip past him.

His face noticeably turns away from you, waiting until you're safely out of sight before he mouths insult after insult at himself for letting that slip, and almost embarrassing himself.

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skellymom · 2 months

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"HUNT AND PECK"

Hunter x Reader Supporting Character Smutty One Shot

(With comedy mixed in)

(Credit for Pinterest photo: mishusheadache)

FIRST IN THE SERIES: "TALES FROM THE EDIBLE"

(Divider credit: @cafekitsune and @4gelic-wh1spers)

BACKGROUND: Hunter converses with his anatomy. We get to be in BOTH heads at once!

WORD COUNT: 1.3K

WARNING: Swearing, references to sexual organs, sexual sounds, reference to the sexual act, mentions of body fluids, angst, sexual pining, dirty humor, wing men, unspoken consent to the sexual act.

Inspired by a post about Hunter typing "Hunt and Peck" style by" @im-no-jedi

Link:

https://www.tumblr.com/skellymom/743260093984997376/this-also-speaks-to-how-none-of-the-batch-have

AND

This silly movie scene from the 1980's flick "Real Genius"

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The Batch finished up their latest mission, picking up a new passenger along the way. Y/N was a Force sensitive hitching a ride to a planet they would be passing on the way to Kamino. She would only be with them a few standard days on the Marauder, and the crew made sure she had a comfortable stay.

Within two days Hunter was smitten. He usually kept himself from developing any attachments to nat borns. But...well, this one was different...and difficult to ignore. Of course, he still engaged with her politely. Being a Sergeant and host on this transport, he kept some distance.

Y/N was attractive. Not conventionally, as he wouldn’t consider himself attracted to just ANY pretty face. But she had that...thing. An essence? Something that just took him out at the knees. It was elusive...

...and she smelled SO GOOD. Hell, even when she was sweaty, dirty, just woke up in the morning...heady scent of her body odor with the slightest tang of her sex...

Hunter shifted in the pilot’s seat. His armor codpiece felt tight. Dammit, he NEEDED to stop getting distracted. He was supposed to be sitting watch on the ship.

Technically Echo was to stand this shift. However, he was under the weather and now lying down like the rest of his brothers.

Hunter could hear Crosshair breathing, Echo’s ticking mechanical heart, and smell Tech’s drool...as he slept face down with mouth open. Wreckers' snores were like a power tool, until his sleep apnea kicked in. Hunter would count the seconds unconsciously holding his own breath too...until Wrecker finally inhaled.

Hunter inhaled deeply just thinking about it...

...until Y/N sighed in her sleep. The sound brought his attention back to the heat and tightness in his groin.

Cut it out Peck! Hunter internally warned his cock.

Yes, Hunter nicknamed his pecker. And he admitted it to NO ONE! Although, he came close one time when Echo confidentially revealed to Hunter that he named his scomp.

Oh Broody...you’re such a tight ass PRUDE!

Hunter shot up from the chair looking around the cockpit. He SWORE he heard a whisper so close...unsure if it was outside or INSIDE HIS HEAD!!!

KRIFF, I’m hearing things. Although, it was his THIRD consecutive day of chronic insomnia. Was he hallucinating?

Listening again, Hunter could perceive everyone was asleep and accounted for. He sat back down.

Broody...it’s me! Peck!!! In a strangely soft but high-pitched voice.

Then the voice started clucking.

Hunter spun around in the chair. He felt for CERTAIN there were NO CHICKENS on the Marauder. Shit...he REALLY needed to start taking that nasty tasting sleep medication Tech concocted.

Finally lost my mind...was bound to eventually happen. Lack of sleep, having to look after his bonehead brothers, save Echo, and... sitting here alone in the starlit darkness. Running his hand down his face and resigned himself to having an internal discussion with his own cock. What would it hurt? Besides everyone was asleep. Let’s just go with it and see...

Peck? Hunter called out with his mind.

Yeah Broody?

I’m NOT a prude. Just polite.

Y/N is a grown ass woman, Hunter. You CAN talk to her.

What would I say?

She needs MORE than those furtive glances and puppy dog eyes. Show her the WOLF you are, Hunter.

She’s our guest NOT a sex object!

Oh...so she’s NEVER had an impure thought about YOU?

A very feminine moan and a sigh wafted from the pallet Y/N was sleeping on the bunk room floor. She must have been having a hell of a dream...as Hunter could smell her wet arousal.

Hunter’s cock was now becoming painful with an intense pressure against his codpiece.

Clucking...C’mon ole boy. Would you deny yourself the opportunity of a grown woman’s consent?

You DON’T KNOW if she even thinks about me THAT WAY!

Oh YES I DO!

Hunter ripped the codpiece off and threw it behind him. His girthy engorged cock staining through his blacks...and leaving a wet spot.

Ohh...THANK FORCE you let me out! Suffocating in there!!! Clucking...

SHUT UP! Hunter pushed his pecker down between his legs, then crossed them tightly.

Mmhmm, hmm, mhm mmm... Muffled speech. Clucking intensified.

DANK FERRICK! She did look at him a lot and smiled. He could sense her body reacting to him MUCH differently than his brothers. The thrumming of her presence on his senses. Something he guessed was her Force sensitivity. It would tickle his nerve endings and make him shiver...in a VERY good way. Was Y/N flirting with the Force? Hunter wasn’t exactly sure.

But he didn’t want to take advantage and come off as a creep.

Hunter was so caught up in his head he barely registered a rustling...

...and swung the chair around to face...

...Y/N standing there, blanket wrapped around her shoulders, eyes hooded in desire.

Hunter sprang up out of the chair and his cock sprang up from between his legs. His expression was of dumb embarrassment due to all the blood rushing away from his brain.

Her gaze lingered on his cock. Then she stared him straight in the eyes...

...and dropped her blanket. She was buck naked.

Hunter’s jaw dropped. Y/N giggled seductively, strolled over to Hunter and pressed everything she had up against him.

He almost died of heart failure but managed to gently slide both hands up her back in a tender caress.

“Are you sure???”

“Yes, Hunter...PLEASE EAT me and FUCK me!” With that she grabbed two handfuls of his luxurious hair and devoured his mouth.

Hunter, ever the gentleman who could follow directions to the letter, obliged her.

“Permission to FINALLY stop drooling upon the sheets? Feel like I’m still on Kamino...” Tech whispered.

Quiet moaning from the cockpit area.

Echo whispered back on the comm channel “Everyone, the coast is clear. Target engaged.”

Everyone received the order via earpiece. They could now relax and drop the ruse of being asleep.

Tech sighed, “Now I can FINALLY get in the refresher. He was spending an abnormal amount of time in there lately...”

“Look who's talking, Mr Clean. Wrecker piped up. “Shiniest dick in the galaxy.”

“At least Hunter cleans the cum off the shower walls.” Tech shot Wrecker a baleful stare

“Ey, can’t help I got a big dick.” Wrecker smiled like a shithead, nodding at Tech’s crotch. “Can’t help making a BIG splash...and miss some at times.”

“ARE YOU IMPLYING MY REPRODUCTIVE ORGAN IS LESS THAN SUFFICIENT SIZE???”

Echo interrupted on comm, “Will the two of you QUIET THE FUCK DOWN! Our target will disengage...and Y/N will not acquire the asset!”

Wrecker giggled, “Oh, she’s definitely acquiring that ASS-ET!” Getting louder again.

Echo and Tech shushed him again.

Clucking continued over the coms...

Echo slid to the edge of his bunk and looked up. Crosshair lay on the top bunk, pillow pressed savagely over his face. He was shaking and clucking like a deranged farm fowl.

“If I had known you’d carry on so much, would have been the voice myself. Plus, you SERIOUSLY veered off script!” Echo sneered. Wondering if he was the only one on this ship, save their guest, to have at least one brain cell.

His musing was interrupted by much louder moans, sexual swears, and the wet slapping of flesh.

“Engage ear protection. Sound cancelling level 10. NO eavesdropping, men. We may be feral and efficient commandos, but we STILL have some semblance of morals!”

The clucking turned to coughing. “That’s what YOU think!” Crosshair finally got a hold of himself.

Echo rolled his eyes and threw the covers over his head. Thankfully N/A being Force sensitive was able to help them by dampening their ambient noise to Hunter's senses and...

...OH!

Echo’s eyes popped open realizing...she ALSO had to give CROSSHAIR access to the mental conversation in Hunter’s head to be as effective a voice as possible!

And... Crosshair laughed all through it like a fucking MANIAC!

Echo sighed. That boy ain’t right....

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*Bone-us content: This vintage tune from my young adulthood (1990's) popped into my head...and thought I'd share. Hunter diggin' that bad girl and how she smelled.

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jedipoodoo · 10 months

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Jump Then Fall (Sergeant Hunter x GN!Reader)

Notes/Warnings: Character almost-death, fear of heights, canon-typical firefight. Injuries, stitches, first aid treatment. Hunter is a Dad™. Hunter gets the chance to use his grappling hook.

I'M BACK BISHES

It was hard to watch your step while dodging blaster fire in the rickety, obsolete staircase of a skinny Coruscant high-rise. You dove around a corner to catch your breath as the lasers shot past your head. You shot a few more back in retaliation, and the Trandoshan pirates whose base you'd invaded shouted in indignation.

"Where are you?" Hunter demanded over the comms.

"Uh, I think my distraction worked...a little too well," You laughed nervously.

One of the pirates, with rectangular irises in his sharp red eyes, lunged at you, and you drew the knife Hunter had given you, slicing it wildly in defense. The pirate cried out and you saw red on the blade. Using his body to shield yourself from the blasters, you shoved him back towards his friends. They all stumbled back down the stairs, and you turned and ran.

You heard blaster fire over your earpiece, or maybe it was the blaster bolts that were being shot at you.

"What's your position?"

"I'm on the top level. Running out of stairs, and they're hot on my tail."

Hunter cursed over the comms.

"How many?"

"Too many to charge back through. Have you got the treasure, at least?"

"We've got it, sweetheart, but maybe tone it down next time?" Phee's suggestion made you flush.

"If there even is a next time," You muttered to yourself. You reached the door to the roof and closed it on the blaster fire. A few more shots from your own blaster flimsily promised to hold it shut, at least for a moment.

The wind blew past, making you shiver as you pulled your jacket tighter around your arms. A few steps brought you to the edge of the roof, where the side of the building disappeared between layers of traffic.

You could barely hear the pirates shouting obscenities beneath the noise of all the speeders, and you swallowed nervously. You were running out of time.

"We're headed your way!" Omega promised, but the scrapyard where you'd parked the Marauder was too far away.

"I'm gonna jump!" You blurted out. You looked down at your knife. It was crazy, and it wouldn't take you to the ground, but it was a durable blade, it had saved your life more than once thanks to Hunter's training. It might just be enough to help you slide down the side of the building to a lower floor, where the pirates weren't looking for you.

"What!? No!" Hunter screamed.

"It'll be okay! I know that I'm doing!" You envisioned your controlled fall in your mind and stood with your back to the edge of the building, gripping your knife in both hands.

The door burst open.

"There!" one of the pirates screeched. A blaster bolt hit you in the left shoulder.

You inhaled sharply, wondering why you couldn't feel the pain in your shoulder. Your arm went slack, and you stumbled backwards, still holding the knife in your uninjured hand.

"What's happening!?" Hunter's voice echoed in your ear as you began to fall. You couldn't form the words to reply as the windows flew past your field of vision.

You were falling. Blaster fire continued to rain around you, but somehow it didn't hit you. You had the knife in your hand, but you couldn't lift your arms to dig it into the wall to slow your fall.

Somewhere far away, you heard glass shattering, and the shadow of a guardian angel burst out of the side of the building, falling after you.

The angel drew closer, falling faster than you were. Hunter's face emerged from the shadow, his brows furrowed in determination above his dark eyes as he reached for you.

His arm wrapped around your waist, hoisting you tightly to hisbody

"Hang on!"

Your ears were flooded with sound, the air rushing past and Hunter's voice in your ear.

"I got you," He whispered. You wrapped your arm around his neck, squeezing your eyes closed as they began to water against the wind. And not a moment too soon, Hunter's body went taut, and suddenly you weren't falling anymore.

Hunter's grappling hook was secured to the floor he'd jumped from, and as the rope reached it's end, it swung you back towards the building, sending you both crashing through the window.

Hunter shielded you with his body as you rolled across the floor

"Gah!" Your wounded shoulder landed on a tiny shard of glass, agitating it further with a painful pricking sensation trickling up and down your arm as feeling returned to your limb.

"You alright?" Hunter asked, propping himself up on his hands and knees. He took his scarf and tied it around your shoulder to keep pressure on your wound.

"F-fine," You gasped as he tightened the knot around your shoulder.

Hunter placed both his hands on either side of your face, lifting your face so that he could kiss your forehead.

"Don't you dare scare me like that again, you understand?" Hunter shook you gently, all you could do was nod as the glass shattered around you.

A trickle of dark red bled out from beneath his bandana, and you hesitantly raised your fingers to examine the wound.

"You're... You're hurt," You murmured.

Hunter hung his head, and his hair fall in front of his face so that you couldn't see his expression, but you swore you could hear him chuckle.

"You just fell a thousand feet, and you're worried about me?"

"It wasn't a thousand..." You protested weakly.

"Sure, cyare," Hunter smiled in spite of himself and traced his thumb across your cheek. He looked up abruptly, glaring at the door of the room you'd crashed into. He yanked you up to your feet, pushing you behind him as the door burst open. Several more pirates, but notably less than the group that had been chasing you, charged in blasters blazing.

With a hand on your back, Hunter guided you behind a gaudy piece of furniture. The room you'd crashed into appeared to be a lavish living quarters. It looked exactly like you'd expect a greedy pirate's home to look like: ornate wood furniture covered in plush, elaborate draping and the softest carpet. One of those wookie pelt rugs could earn you a fortune in the Trandoshan black market.

The brylark desk held up under their fire, and Hunter made a few shots back at them. You were still uselessly holding your knife, dazed as to what to do.

"Tech, I'm not sure what floor we're on. lock onto my signal."

"You got your cyar'ika?" Wrecker asked, and you felt heat rising in your face at his teasing tone.

Hunter sighed and knocked his head against the wood. "Yes, Wrecker, they're here with me."

Hunter pulled you closer, his muscles and body tense as he prepared to run. You tried to get your feet beneath you, to bear some of your weight in an effort to help in your escape.

The Marauder swooped up to the window, ramp extended. Phee and the others were already on board, calling for you to hurry

Hunter hauled you to your feet, and one of the pirates tried to get the jump on you, digging a clawed hand into your injured shoulder.

Hunter was ready for them, though. He sunk his knife into the pirate's wrist, setting you free.

The pirate shrieked a reptilian cry of pain, and his compatriots tried to rush you in an effort to avenge him. Unwilling to let that happen, Hunter swept you up into his arms, sprinting towards the broken window. For a fleeting moment, you were soaring through the air, high above Coruscaunt traffic. You squeezed your eyes shut and buried your face in Hunter's shoulder.

Your moment of airbourne flight seemed to last forever and end too quickly all at the same time. You and Hunter tumbled head over heels yet again into the ship, and Hunter landed in a crouch with you cradled in his arms.

"Get us out of here, Brown Eyes!" Phee called. And just like that, you were safe.

The ship was quiet but for the heavy breathing on the heels of a collective adrenaline rush. Tech piloted the ship under Phee's directions while Hunter saw to your injuries.

"Hey, we actually got it," Wrecker said in disbelief, holding up the necklace you'd gotten from the Trandoshans. According to Phee, the pirate's captain, Rodak, extorted it from a family of Bothans in their attempts to flee the Seperatist invasion. They'd be overjoyed to have it back.

"Gotta admit, succeeding in these treasure hunts beats any wild brezak chase Cid ever sent us on," Hunter shook his head, his hair tied back to keep it out of his eyes while he cleaned each of the tiny cuts across your face and arms, making sure none of them still had glass in them.

His bandana made a sort of makeshift bandage for the cut on his head, and all the blood you could see was dried up, but you still worried about him. When you tried to lift your arm, even the uninjured one, it felt like you were trying to deadlight a starcruiser. So you stayed quiet for now.

Once your blaster wound was cleaned, it was time for stiches. Hunter settled on the bench behind you with the suture kit and you braced yourself.

"Here!" Omega sat on the bench next to you, holding out Lula, "Since you can't hold Hunter's hand for this one."

You laughed softly, taking Lula in your hands, tracing the tooka's ears between your fingers.

"You ready for this, Sweetheart?" Hunter massaged your upper arm to distract you (barely) from the sedative injection.

"Not really," You said.

"Well you seemed ready enough when you jumped off the top of a building," He muttered.

"Fell!" You insisted, "I was calculating the safest route down, and then I got shot and-"

Hunter pulled the first stitch through and you gasped, gritting your teeth against the pain. The sedatives you used now definitely weren't what they used to be during the war.

"Easy, cyare," He murmured. You bit your tongue and tried to breathe through the pain.

Omega stood by, watching with rapt attention that would have been creepy if it were anyone else. But Omega, you had learned, had been a medical assistant. And being a medical assistant meant that she knew much more about things like administering injections and securing stiches than the boys did. They may have taught her how to shoot a blaster and pilot the Marauder, but she was still teaching them basic first aid, and she was incredibly smug about it.

You heard Hunter grumbling under his breath as Omega scolded him for not making his knot tight enough. Phee was telling Wrecker the history of the necklace and the sizeable gem on the pendant, so you tried to pay attention to that rather than the throbbing in your shoulder.

Hunter's warm fingers traced the stiches to see if they'd hold, and then he placed a cool gel bacta pack on your shoulder, wrapping clean bandages around it to keep it in place, rather than just his scarf.

"Feel any better?" He asked.

You sighed, leaning back against his chest, "A little."

He had the audacity to smirk at you. "Would a kiss make it better?"

"Are you offering?"

Hunter pulled you closer, mindful of your injuries, and gently pressed a kiss to your forehead.

"Really?"

"What?"

"You know that's not where I-"

Hunter's lips gently brushed yours, not enough to really make you stop speaking, but enough to make the butterflies in your stomach get lodged in your throat.

"What was that for!?" You snapped, not sure if you were more angry with him, or with the heat that flushed your cheeks. Omega and Wrecker, used to this whole display by now, were laughing at your expense.

Hunter just shrugged. "I'm still mad at you," He said, lacking any venom in his voice.

"I'll be smarter about my distractions next time," You meekly promised, pressing your face against his shirt, as if that would wipe away the heat.

Hunter chuckled softly, pulling you closer as he placed a kiss to the top of your head.

"Still, seeing their reactions to being called a bunch of lily-livered bantha brains was pretty funny."

You smiled, chest swelling with pride.

"Can I please have a kiss now?" You begged.

Hunter chuckled softly, and cradled your chin in his hand, tilting it upward to meet his lips in a real kiss.

It was brief, but gentle. You kept your eyes closed for a moment longer, breathing in his presence as his forehead rested on yours.

Then is was your turn to give him a mischievous smile.

"Maybe I should fall for you more often."

Hunter sighed, and squeezed your hip.

"Don't even think about it."

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wizardofrozz · 4 months

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TBB Hunter x Reader

Word Count: ~1.5k

Warnings: Just straight fluff 🥰

A/N: This is my gift for @isaidonyourknees for the Life Day gift exchange hosted by @cloneficgiftexchange 💙

I used the prompt "Midnight snack run" and I hope you enjoy it @isaidonyourknees!! 🤍🩵

The Marauder was quiet...well quiet if you ignored Wrecker’s muffled snoring a few feet away where he was lying face down on the floor. You turned your head, looking over the side of the bunk, smiling to yourself as you watched him before turning your attention to the body crammed into the bunk beside you. Hunter’s mouth was open, much softer snores filling the air, his bandana pulled down over his eyes. You envied the brothers and their ability to sleep just about anywhere, especially on nights like this one where sleep was just out of reach. Forcing your eyes closed, you tried to will yourself to sleep but what felt like only seconds passed before your eyes popped open again.

You glanced at Hunter one last time before blowing out a long sigh. Moving quietly had become second nature around Hunter, especially during the time he managed to fall into a deep sleep. You were silent as you climbed down, Wrecker’s snoring covering up the soft hiss that whistled through your teeth when your feet met frigid durasteel. Your eyes dropped down to the bottom bunk, a small smile lifting the corner of your mouth as you pulled the blanket up over Echo’s shoulders. You knew he hated the cold.

The ship was a mess but you’d spent long enough navigating it that tiptoeing around the items strewn across the floor took no thought. You absently glanced at the bunk again as you grabbed your boots, smiling softly when you noticed Hunter had rolled on his side, curling in on himself. The insoles were stiff from the cold, muffled slightly by the thick socks you grabbed. You double-checked that the small pouch of credits was still in the pocket of your coat before grabbing your gloves and heading for the ramp, glancing into the cockpit.

Faint lights danced across the ceiling and you stifled a giggle when you caught a glimpse of the top of Tech’s head peaking out from the side of the chair. You rolled your eyes, knowing his neck would be sore in the morning but waking him wouldn’t do any good.

The ramp lowering was silent but you held your breath, anxiously watching the siblings you could see. Echo shivered at the rush of cold air but no one made any sudden movements. Snow crunched under your boots as you hurried out of the ship, shutting the ramp as quickly as possible. Once it sealed with a quiet hiss you let out a long breath and huddled down into your coat.

The snow glistened in the moonlight like thousands of little gems scattered across the ground. The rush of cold air wasn’t the only thing making your chest feel tight as you looked out over the pristine white blanket. You almost felt bad disrupting the beauty of it as you slowly started toward the path leading to the small town.

It wasn’t Wrecker’s snoring that woke him; Hunter had learned to ignore his brother over the years. No, it was the absence of one specific sound. It was useless to open his eyes with the bandana covering them so Hunter blindly swiped his hand over the warm bedding. With a soft groan, he pushed the piece of fabric onto his forehead, blinking a few times to clear the fog from his eyes. Hunter couldn’t hear the unique pitter-patter of your heartbeat anywhere on the ship and his brows pulled together.

Silently, Hunter slid off the bunk, searching for the civilian clothing he'd been wearing the day before. Without removing his blacks, he slid the thicker pants and thermal shirt on, unceremoniously shoving his feet into his boots. Hunter fixed his bandana before grabbing the heavy coat you had insisted each of them get and made for the ramp. Silence fell over the ship and Hunter strained to hear Omega’s even breathing; it helped calm his racing heart slightly. Tech’s breathing hitched when the ramp groaned quietly but it quickly evened out again.

Your footprints were the first thing Hunter noticed, and he hopped off the side of the ramp, absently hitting the control panel. He followed the path you had taken only to freeze when he lifted his head. You were a few yards ahead of him, stopped under the bare trees lining the path that led toward the town, your head tilted back admiring the snow-covered branches. A small, admittedly relieved, smile lifted the corner of his mouth as he carefully moved closer.

The crunch of snow under his boots made your heart skip and he stopped, biting back a smile when you spun around, looking ready for a fight; Hunter couldn’t deny that he was proud.

“Hunter! You scared me half to death,” you scolded, resting a hand on your chest. The gentle yet icy breeze blew a few strands of your hand around your face and if you didn’t look ready to throw snow at him, he’d tell you how beautiful you looked.

“Sorry, cyar’ika,” he chuckled, moving closer. “Could say the same about you.” Your expression shifted, a sheepish smile spreading across your face.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you explained, wrapping your coat tighter around yourself. “Thought I’d see about a midnight snack. Care to join me?”

“‘Course,” Hunter replied with a smile and offered his arm. You looped your arm with his, beaming up at him and Hunter leaned over, kissing your temple.

Flurries drifted down from the trees overhead, dotting your hair and cheeks, bringing a smile to your face that nearly stole Hunter's breath. The silence was pleasant and before he knew it, the lights of the small town came into view, dotting the snow with splashes of color.

The single all-night shop was pleasantly warm, making you sigh softly at the sudden temperature change. The young man behind the counter didn’t spare you a glance as you wandered through the store, Hunter on your heels. Your intrigued hum caught his attention and he looked over your shoulder, resting a hand on your side. The prepackaged fruit-filled pastry didn’t look like anything special but apparently, it has caught your attention.

“Tech was telling me about the fruit native to this planet,” you explained, tapping the name before turning your head to look at him. “Do you wanna try one too?”

“I’ll try yours.” You rolled your eyes but there was a hint of a smile on your face. “Better get Wrecker and Omega one too.”

‘Well, of course,” you giggled, kissing his cheek. After another few minutes and a couple of other treats, you led Hunter back into the cold night air, already pulling one of the pastries out of the bag. He took the bag without prompting, watching you hesitantly take a bite of the fluffy dough.

“Good I take it,” he commented when your brows lifted.

“Here try,” you mumbled around a mouthful, holding the treat toward him. Hunter could smell the sweetness already but it was surprisingly subtle. The fruit filling was unusually tart and he hummed, finding that he actually didn’t mind it.

“Not as sweet as I was expecting,” he said once he swallowed. The expression on your face was far too smug and Hunter rolled his eyes, hooking his arm around your shoulders, pulling you against his side. Your laughter was bright and carefree, a rarity for them recently and Hunter cherished it.

“As I was saying earlier, Tech and I were talking about it earlier. Specifically how you’d probably like it, seeing that anything too sweet bothers you.”

“You’re sweet but I keep you around,” Hunter teases, kissing your forehead.

“Smooth, sarge,” you laughed, resting your head against his shoulder.

“I thought so,” he mumbled, hiding his smile against your hair.

The Marauder came into view suddenly and Hunter’s stiff fingers were grateful. Glancing down at you he concluded the cold was starting to get to you too and pulled you a little closer.

“Think you can sleep now?”

“I hope so,” you huffed, shoving your hands under your arms. “But above all else, I want to get warm again.”

“You did this to yourself,” Hunter mumbled, smirking when you smacked his stomach, a quiet laugh bubbling past his lips.

Tech hadn’t moved, not that Hunter had expected him to, and he herded you toward the bunks again, waiting for the hatch to close. You quickly hid the treats with your things, winking at him when he stepped out of the cockpit. Quickly shedding your extra layers you climbed back into bed as Hunter stripped to his blacks again. Echo shifted, the whites of his eyes standing out in the otherwise dark ship.

“Wha?” Echo mumbled, blinking up at Hunter.

“Go back to bed,” Hunter whispered, reaching down to lightly rub Echo’s arm before climbing up to join you. You had your back against the wall, holding the blanket up for him. He barely got settled before you curled into his chest, pressing your ice-cold nose against his collarbone.

“Sorry for waking you,” you mumbled, draping your arm over his waist. Hunter smiled, wrapping his arms around your shoulders, and pressing his lips against the top of your head.

“Don’t be. I liked our little adventure,” he replied quietly, rubbing between your shoulders.

“Love you,” you slurred, your breathing already slowing. Hunter kissed your hair, letting his eyes drift shut as he listened to the thump of your heartbeat.

“Love you too, cyar’ika.” Sleep was precious to them...but in a galaxy filled with sorrow, it was the little adventures that made it worth living.

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nahoney22 · 1 month

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Now or Never***

Hunter X F!Reader

word count: 2.5k

When Hunter spontaneously kisses you before he goes camping with the others whilst you look after the ship, your mind is set aflame. Both of you think about it and it's either now or never to see if there is a spark there.

warnings: warnings: Not exactly NSFW but is very steamy so 17+ only please. Spontaneous and accidental kiss, making out, brief breast touching, touchy touchy, non established relationship, female reader, mutual pining, friends to lovers, first kiss, one curse word.

authors note: a request for my lovely friend 🤍

"Have you made sure you've packed your canteen, sleeping bag, and comm device?" You stood observing Omega meticulously arranging her belongings in preparation for a camping excursion with her brothers, ensuring she's equipped for the night ahead.

The idea was originally proposed by Wrecker, who eagerly suggested taking Omega on a camping adventure in the wilderness, a proposition unanimously agreed upon by the others—except for you. Camping wasn't exactly your preferred activity.

"Yes, yes, and yes again," Omega confirms, playfully rolling her eyes before turning to you with a smile. "You're worse than Hunter AND Crosshair combined."

You chuckle and kneel down to Omega's level. "I'm not that bad," you tease, tousling her hair affectionately before rising to your feet. "But do be cautious, alright? Don't go picking berries unless you're certain about them."

"I'm not about to repeat Wrecker's mistake," Omega giggles, both of you sharing a fond recollection of the time his hunger led him to inadvertently consume toxic berries, resulting in a nasty rash.

"Are you absolutely certain you can't be persuaded to join us?" Hunter speaks and as you turn to him, you watch as he adjusts his backpack in readiness for the night ahead.

"I'll be fine. Besides, someone needs to stay behind to look after Gonky and the ship," you reply, giving the droid a reassuring pat as it waddles past. "I'll also tidy up around here. I wanna make sure it's neat and tidy for when you return."

A warm smile spreads across Hunter's face as he looks at you, a gesture that has become increasingly frequent lately. "Well, if you insist. Feel free to contact me if you require assistance."

'Me'? Not 'us'?’ you silently ponder, feeling a slight warmth tint your cheeks. "And the same goes for you. Stay safe out there and don't wander off."

"Can we get going before we lose light?" Crosshair interjects with a snarl, positioning himself between you and Hunter with an almost knowing look, as if he's aware of your burgeoning feelings for a particular Sergeant.

Hunter clears his throat, shooting a warning glare at his brother, who momentarily smirks before disembarking the ship, followed by the others. However, Hunter lingers back for a moment, his gaze lingering on you. "Are you sure you're going to be okay?"

"Why the sudden protectiveness?" You raise a brow, accompanied by a smirk, though you can't help but feel a flutter of anticipation in your chest.

"Just making sure," he reassures, offering another soft smile. "The others seem excited. It's been a while since we've done something like this."

Your heart swells at the sight of him finding peace, even if just for a moment. No empire, no war—just rest. "Well, stop lingering and get going before you lose the others," you prompt, playfully nudging his side with your arm, your touch lingering for just a moment longer than necessary.

"Alright, alright. I'll see you tomorrow," he responds, but as he turns to leave, a brief moment of unexpected stillness descends. Without warning, Hunter reaches out and holds your waist, pulling you gently toward him, and kisses you.

You don’t even have time to react because he pulls back abruptly, eyes wide with shock, and you find yourself mirroring his astonishment.

He quickly releases you, running a clammy hand over the back of his neck. "I... I don't know why I did that."

"O-okay," you breathe shakily, trying to steady your racing heart as you nervously fiddle with your fingers, your mind reeling from the unexpected intimacy.

"Sorry, I..." he trails off, meeting your gaze once more, his expression a mix of anxiousness and apology.

You gaze back at him, feeling the rapid rhythm of your heart almost deafening in the silence between you. "No, it's okay," you manage to exhale shakily, taking a small step back, needing the space to collect your thoughts. "Y-you should really get going."

He nods in understanding, but you can't shake the feeling of uncertainty clouding his expression. Better yet, you’re certain he takes a longing gaze at your lips before snapping out of his trance. "Yeah. Alright. Are… Stars, are we okay?” He asks, a little exasperated. “I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable."

"Go, Hunter," you say just above a whisper, a mixture of confusion and longing tugging at your emotions. "I'll still be here when you get back." Your smile feels forced, genuine bewilderment at how to navigate the spiral of emotions inside you. It all feels like a dream, yet you're not entirely sure if you want to wake up. Or perhaps you do?

Hunter gives you one last lingering look before he turns and leaves, leaving you alone with your tangled thoughts.

Watching him go, you can't help but dread the inevitable awkwardness that awaits you in the morning.

Hours had slipped by since the departure of the others, and you had kept yourself occupied as best as possible, channeling your energy into cleaning the Marauder. Discarded bolts, half-eaten ration bars, and an array of dust and weapon gear cluttered the interior, making it a challenge to find even a patch of floor. Wiping your brow, you stand back to admire your handiwork, but now what?

"What do you think, Gonky? Nice and clean?"

GONK.

"Yeah, I know," you sigh, sinking into the pilot's seat and propping your legs up on the control dash as you gaze out at the night sky. But try as you might to divert your thoughts, they stubbornly refuse to stray far from the unexpected encounter with Hunter.

There's a lingering tingle on your lips, prompting you to idly lick them as you recall the sensation of his kiss. Your stomach flutters, and you run a hand through your hair in frustration. "It's just a crush... just a crush."

At least, that's what it had started as. Sure, you had found Hunter attractive from the moment you joined the team, but it had been nothing more than a passing admiration. Yet, as the months passed and you grew closer to him, undeniable feelings—on your part, at least—had begun to emerge.

So, the question lingered: why had he kissed you? Was it merely a spontaneous impulse, or was there something more to it? Of course, you couldn't help but hope for the latter, but his immediate apology had left you questioning his intentions.

Suddenly, a rhythmic beeping emanates from one sector of the control panel, jolting you into alertness. You sit forward, inspecting the display, and your blood turns cold as you spot a heat signature approaching. Rising to your feet, you arm yourself and position yourself at the gangplank, ready for whatever may come, your heart pounding with apprehension.

But your fears begin to dissipate as you discern the familiar colors of clone armor in the distance. "Hunter? What are you doing back? Are the others alright?" you call out, relief flooding your voice as you watch him approach.

"Everything's alright, don't worry," Hunter reassures you, his chuckle softening the panic in your voice, though it leaves you feeling more puzzled than reassured.

"What are you doing back then?" you inquire, your stomach fluttering once more as he takes a step closer.

"I came to see you," he says softly, his gaze meeting yours with a sincerity that sends a shiver down your spine. "I couldn't stop thinking about you. It was driving me mad."

You swallow hard, feeling the nervous flutter in your stomach as your hands instinctively tuck behind your back. "Oh, Hunter, I told you I'd be fine," you manage to say, though your voice betrays a hint of uncertainty.

"I'm not referring to that," he replies quickly, closing the distance between you with each deliberate step. Your heart races, anticipation and apprehension mingling in equal measure as you realise the true reason for his return. "Your heart's beating so fast for me," he murmurs, his voice a quiet rasp that sends a shiver down your spine.

With each step bringing him closer, the tension between you becomes palpable, and you can feel the electricity crackling in the air.

"Hunter..." you begin, taking a step back to welcome him onto the ship, but your voice trails off as he enters and seals the door to the Marauder shut behind him with a button on his wrist.

"Did you mean to kiss me?" you finally manage to ask, your heart pounding in anticipation.

"No," he admits, his gaze unwavering, but a flicker of excitement dances in your chest as he continues, "but I can't deny that I haven't thought about doing it. Many times."

You're too stunned to respond, the weight of his words leaving you speechless, and you can only watch in disbelief as he closes the distance between you. His hand reaches up, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Tell me... if I hadn't pulled away, would you have kissed me back?" he whispers, his voice barely audible but filled with a raw vulnerability that leaves you breathless.

You stare into his eyes, all your uncertainties melting away in the intensity of the moment. Unable to resist any longer, you lean in and press a gentle, swift kiss to his lips, pulling back with a coy smile. "Does that answer your question?"

Hunter's chest rises and falls with a mixture of surprise and longing at your kiss, his hands finding a comfortable place on your hips. "Maybe," he teases in response, a playful glint in his eyes. "I think I need to just..." he leans in closer, his lips barely brushing against yours before trailing agonisingly slowly across your cheek and up to your ear.

"Hunter," you gasp silently, your eyes fluttering closed as his lips brush over your earlobe, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Yes?" he asks innocently, his warm breath causing goosebumps to rise on your skin as it fans over you, sending a rush of heat coursing through your veins.

"It's now or never," you whisper breathlessly, your voice barely above a murmur. "Kiss me... kiss me properly."

With a surge of desire, his lips leave your ear and find yours, his hand cupping your jaw as you both surrender to the heated passion between you. Your back presses against the wall of the ship as you eagerly reciprocate, your fingers tangling in his hair with a firm grip as you lose yourself in the intoxicating sensation of each other's touch.

Gone are the smiles and lingering glances, replaced by the urgency of the moment that ignites a fiery passion between you. Both of you are breathless, yet neither of you wants to break away. The kiss is messy, with teeth occasionally clanging together, but it only adds to the raw intensity of the moment.

In a bold move, he lifts your leg and hooks it around his waist, drawing you closer until his body is pressed against yours. Your hands roam over his armor, desperate to remove every barrier between you.

He obliges, a small smirk playing on his lips as he swiftly removes his armor, his lips only briefly parting from yours before he's swallowing your moans once more. "I can't stop kissing you," he grunts, his breathing heavy and intoxicating, sending shivers down your spine.

"Good thing I haven't told you to stop," you growl against his lips, earning a deep groan in response before he deftly maneuvers you onto the floor, crawling over you and enveloping you in his arms.

His tongue dances along your lower lip, seeking entrance that you're willing to grant, but you can't resist the urge to tease him, to show him what he's been missing for so long. Ignoring his plea, you gently bite down on his lip, eliciting a gasp of surprise from him, and seizing the opportunity, you take the lead.

He meets your passion with equal fervor, his tongue tangling with yours in a heated dance. Both of you are panting, and you're grateful that you had cleaned the floor beforehand. "Fuck, you're perfect," he murmurs between kisses, his words sending a rush of warmth to your core.

Lips locked, one of his hands slips under your shirt, sending a tingling sensation racing along your skin as his fingers trail along your stomach and up the side of your ribs. Your breath catches in your throat as he continues his exploration, his touch gentle yet electric, until he ever so softly caresses your breast.

A soft gasp escapes your lips at the intimate contact, your body arching instinctively toward his touch as desire courses through you. With each delicate caress, the heat between you intensifies, and you find yourself completely lost in the sensation of his touch.

"More... please," you gasp into his mouth, your body ablaze with desire. He listens to your plea, his hand reluctantly leaving your breast before sliding back down your body. His fingers dance along your skin, teasing along the hem of your waistband, igniting a primal need within you.

Naturally, arousal courses through you, transforming this fleeting moment of passion into something deeper. "I've dreamt about touching you down here," he whispers against your lips, swollen and flushed with desire.

He's on the verge of breaking the barrier, your body eagerly anticipating his touch, when the shrill noise of his comm device, scattered on the floor next to your head, shatters the moment.

He looks at you, then at his comm, and back to you with an apologetic smile. "It's best I get that. Just in case."

You nod in understanding, suddenly feeling shy and bashful. But he doesn't move from above you, instead swiping up his comm and answering the call. "What's the problem?"

"We're heading back. Crosshair ate some of those berries that gave Wrecker a rash last time," Echo's voice echoes loudly in the cabin, interrupting the intimate moment.

"Fantastic. We'll see you soon," Hunter replies, cutting off the call with a sigh of frustration.

Despite the interruption, you can't help but stifle a laugh at the absurdity of the situation. "Hey," you say softly, reaching up to cup his cheek, "we could do this another time... if you'd like that?"

He chuckles, meeting your gaze with a mixture of longing and gratitude. "I want nothing more than that," he admits, sealing the moment with the gentlest kiss on your lips. "I, uh, I liked this. A lot."

As he helps you sit up, Hunter's movements are gentle yet purposeful, his attention focused on reassembling his gear. Meanwhile, you take a moment to smooth out your hair and adjust your clothing before standing up.

"Hunter?"

Turning to face you, Hunter's gaze is warm yet curious. "Yeah?" he responds, his brow furrowing slightly in anticipation of your next words.

"Thank you," you say softly, sincerity lacing every syllable.

His confusion deepens, prompting him to take a step closer to you, his hand finding its way to your waist as he draws you near. "What for?" he inquires, his eyes searching yours for answers.

Your heart swells at his proximity, and you meet his gaze with a mixture of affection and appreciation.

"For feeling the same way I do."

There were many, many sneaky kisses from then on.

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imabeautifulbutterfly · 1 month

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A glorious idea has spawned in my brain

Hunter x Criminal!reader where they have a Batman/Catwoman relationship, however this time Omega meets the reader and absolutely adores her so the reader decides to stick around a bit (despite Hunter's protests). During this time, the reader and Omega form a mother/daughter and Hunter secretly loves it and falls for the reader everytime he sees her with Omega

Hello my lovely anon,

Thank you for such a fantastic request. I hope I did your request justice. The setting is Season 1 of Bad Batch, so hopefully you don't mind too much. I wrote with f!Criminal!reader, hope that's okay. Reader has a nickname.

Enjoy.

Also, since this isn't part of the Fic Roulette request, it'll be filed under the One Shots Master List. It's a little longer almost at 2400 words.

Love oo,

Not Ready

Warnings: Slight thieving, Omega in danger, dangling from a tower, banter, angst, fluff, shooting, dangerous driving, I think that's it. If I miss any please let me know.

Part Two

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“Give it back, and we can just both walk away.”

You twirled the rather large knife in your hand, “Hmmm, no.”

Hunter clenched his fists, “I said, hand it over.”

“And I said no.” You smirked underneath your mask, the only thing visible on your face were your eyes. Eyes so full of cockiness, determination and experience. “I gotta ask though, why so long?” You chuckled, “Compensating for something?” You flipped it back and forth in your hand, twirling it around your palm and the back of your hand. “Has good weight.” You smirked as you arched your brow, “If you know what I mean.”

“I don’t have time for your nonsense!” Hunter looked behind, sensing the Imperial troopers closing in, he let out a sigh, and before you even realized what was happening he tried to stun you.

Unfortunately, he missed thanks to your ability to sense when danger was imminent. Without even thinking your body back-handspringed away from the blue stun blast. “That was rude.”

“Listen, I need to get to my sister, and I don’t have time to mess around!” Hunter could hear Tech on his comms as he described Omega hanging from the tower.

“Your sister’s in trouble?” All teasing and flirting died on your lips as soon as you heard that.

“Yes!”

You nodded and tossed the knife back to the chiseled red-bandana wearing man in front of you, “Let me help.”

“No. You’ve helped enough.” His tone full of annoyance and frustration. He grabbed the knife and took off running towards Omega, ignoring the pang of regret from his tone. It wasn’t your fault, you didn’t know he was running to help Omega. Yet, the frustration from having to waste even a minute on you was more than enough to make him worry about Omega’s safety and that’s all that mattered.

His feet came to a sudden halt when you appeared in front of him with a speeder bike, “Hop on!”

“What?”

“Just … I feel bad, ok! Now shut up, and get on!”

He didn’t delay, jumping on the back of the speeder holding on to your waist tightly as you weaved through traffic.

“Where is she?” You shouted over the noise of the air rushing past your ears.

Hunter didn’t respond and simply pointed to the person dangling from the tower, as another helmeted person neared her position.

You sped up the speeder, you’d know Fennec’s helmet anywhere. You weaved and dodged against the oncoming traffic, almost as though you could see where and when the next vehicle was going to be turning or shifting. Your heart nearly dropped as you saw the tiny person slip, driving faster and more dangerous to catch her in time.

Hunter reached out his hand and grabbed a hold of Omega’s in midair, tossing her onto his lap, pinning her between the two of you. “You okay, back there?” You shouted to make sure everyone was safe as you saw Fennec jump down and commandeer a vehicle of her own chasing after the three of you.

“We’re fine. Get us out of here!” He shouted as he quickly checked over Omega to make sure she was uninjured and safe. He couldn’t see much from how she was clutching to his chest plate, but it didn’t seem like she was in pain either.

“You got this?”

“What?”

“I’m asking if you know how to drive a speeder?”

“Yeah! Why?” He didn’t clue in to what you were preparing to do until you flipped over him and landed on Fennec’s vehicle.

“Hey gorgeous!” You smirked as you looked at her.

“Ugh! Should’ve known you’d be here.” Fennec answered, rolling her eyes as she tried to keep her eyes on her target.

“Wasn’t supposed but I sort of owed him one. Back off.” You stood aiming your blaster into the hood.

“No can do, little Butterfly.”

Force you hated that nickname, somehow it had stuck among the bounty hunters and assassins, simply because you were quick and light on your feet. Dazzling them with your antics and before they even realized you slipped out of their sight, blending into the crowds more often than not.

“Fennec, I like you, but you need to back off!”

“What’s in it for you?”

“Nothing.”

“I’ll split the reward with you, if you help me capture the little girl.”

You tried to stay balanced as Fennec tilted the vehicle side to side, “You disappoint me, going after a child.”

“Jobs a job, honey.”

You shook your head, “I warned you,” you shot your blaster into her engine, jumping off onto a nearby transport, watching as her engine began to sputter. She jumped to safety standing on the closest terrace she could find, as she watched you and her target move further away. You jumped down, finding your way back to the ground, hoping from one transport to the next.

Once you touched solid ground, you looked back up to see Fennec turn and walk away. ‘Until next time, gorgeous.’ You mumbled as you headed back to the marketplace, before you even got five feet away, you felt your body jerk forward as tiny hands wrapped around your waist. You looked down to see the blonde girl, the rather striking man had rescued, his sister.

“Uh… thanks, kid. I think…” you giggled as you pulled her arms away from you.

“You saved me!” She beamed with a brilliant smile as she looked at you.

“I think your brother did that. I just drove.” You subtly shook your head, subtly moving away from the overwhelming bundle of joy.

“She has a point,” Hunter offered, “if you didn’t show up with a speeder when you did …” you could tell on his face he didn’t want to think about what might’ve happened.

“Listen, Fennec would’ve come up with something. She’s a bounty hunter, but she’s a fairly decent one. Anyway I’m glad you’re safe,” you patted the little girl’s head, “take care of yourself and your brother. Seems like he gets into trouble easily.” You turned to walk away when she gripped your fingers.

“Come with us.” She pleaded looking at you with big eyes that were asking for more than you were prepared to give, or have given to anyone since you could actually remember. It was nice to feel needed, but it was too much.

Hunter wanted to grab Omega and pull her away from this woman who showed up, and was constantly surprising and making him feel uneasy at every turn. “Omega, we don’t know her circumstances. She’s probably already committed to something else, right?” Hunter narrowed his eyes on the helmeted woman in front of him, not wanting her to take the invitation Omega offered.

You’ve seen that look a thousand times before. It said everything that really mattered, you weren’t welcome, and he wanted you to leave as soon as possible.

“Don’t worry,” you started keeping your eyes locked on the man standing behind Omega, “your brother is right, I’m … currently … occupied with other matters.” You smiled as you turned your attention to Omega, and kneeled before her, “Omega, right?”

She nodded, not letting your fingers go.

You smiled and pulled out a collapsable vibroblade, “This is Vala,” you flicked your wrist and opened the vibroblade, “my father gave me this when I was about your age, he told me ‘this galaxy is full of good and bad people. Sometimes the good outweighs the bad, and sometimes there are too many bad, you won’t be able to find a good one. Vala, will always be there to protect you.’” You turned her hand palm-up and placed the vibroblade in her tiny hand. “It will protect you. Ask your brother to train you on how to use it. Never rely on someone else to save you, in this galaxy, sometimes the only person you can count on is yourself. Take care, Omega.” You ruffled her hair one more time, before standing up and walking away without looking back.

It felt strangely comforting to be wanted, even if it was for a brief second.

“Wait!” Hunter shouted, causing you to turn around, “We left your speeder that way” he pointed over his shoulder, you couldn’t help laughing.

“Don’t worry about it, handsome, it’s not mine.” You smiled and walked away.

Omega turned to Hunter, a saddened smile on her face, “Why couldn’t she come with us?”

“Omega,” Hunter kneeled, “we don’t know who she is. Whether she can even be trusted? It’s best if she goes her way and we meet up with Wrecker, Echo and Tech.”

“But…”

“Omega, I know you have a good heart, but you’re too trusting. It’s best if we keep a low profile and avoid entangling ourselves with people we don’t know. Come on, we gotta meet back up with the others.”

He guided her back to the hangar trying to avoid the Pantoran police force and the troopers that seemed to be searching for someone.

Omega kept watching as one Pantoran guard held up a picture to a passerby, it was a picture of you. She pulled on Hunter’s sleeve and pointed to the Pantoran’s datapad.

“They’re looking for her.”

“We should go…” Hunter tightened his grip on her hand, but she refused to move.

“We have to help her.”

“We don’t know why they’re looking for her. She could be a wanted criminal or a murderer, a thief.”

“Hunter, please. She saved me, it’s the least we can do.”

He looked at the picture and commed Wrecker, “Wrecker, where are you?”

“Just entering the marketplace right now, why?”

“I need you to take Omega back to the ship, I …” he turned his head to look at Omega, “I have to repay someone who helped us get Omega back.”

Wrecker walked through the crowd faster than the others as people naturally moved out of his way, he stood in front of the both of them, tilting his head. “Who, you helping?”

“Don’t worry about it, just get Omega back to the ship and tell Tech we need to take off the minute I get back. Make sure Echo makes it back to the ship too. We may have to get out of here faster than expected.”

“Copy that” Wrecker picked up Omega and had her sitting on his shoulder as he headed back to the hangar with her.

Hunter could hear the comm chatter between Wrecker, Tech and Echo. He let out a huff and shook his head, this was just asking for trouble. He ran back, heading the way you were walking. It wasn’t long before he found you sitting at a cafe sipping on something warm.

“Came back to tell me you love me?” You teased him.

“Came back to tell you, you’re in danger.”

“Shocker.” You didn’t react or flinch, as you kept your eyes locked on the man’s eyes.

“I need to know, are you a murderer?”

“No.”

“Do you have a bounty on your head with some crime boss or something?”

“No.”

“Then get up” he grabbed your arm and forced you to stand, grabbing your helmet as he pulled you along, running behind him.

“Wait… hey!” You stopped in your tracks and pulled your arm out of his hold, “Who the hell do you think you are, pulling me like that? You know I have the right …” he put a hand over your mouth and pushed you into a darkened alley, hiding you with his body as a Pantoran patrol passed the two of you.

“They’re searching for you, and not just the police. The Imperial troopers are looking for you too.” He stepped away and handed you your helmet, “Listen, I don’t care what happens to you, but Omega was worried, and I’m not going to disappoint her. You’re warned. So you can either go back out there and try and avoid whatever trouble you got yourself into or…” he let out a sigh regretting the words that were about to come out of his mouth, “You can come with us and we can drop you off somewhere.”

“Us?”

“My brothers, Omega and myself.”

“Why are you helping?”

“Like I said, I don’t want to disappoint Omega. So what’s it going to be?”

You looked at him and then at the increased patrols you hadn’t realized were slowly filling up the streets, they all seemed to be looking for you. You closed your eyes and tapped your helmeted head against the wall, “Alright. I’ll trust you. Lead the way.”

He stepped closer to you, “I’m taking a chance on you, you put any of us in danger, and you and I are going to go another round, understood?”

You narrowed your eyes at him, “Fine. What do I call you anyway? Because I don’t think ‘stuck up jackass’ would work.”

“It’s Hunter, and what do I call you? Because I don’t think ‘crazy tooka’ works.”

You smirked as you looked at him, “You can just call me Butterfly. Hunter.”

“Fine. Now let’s go. Butterfly.”

“You know I’m not as bad as you think.”

“And hell is just a sauna, shut up and follow me.”

As much as you tried to fight the urge to smile, you couldn’t help but enjoy the banter you two had. You also couldn’t help but examine his physique as you followed behind him, moving around the crowd, ducking and avoiding capture until you made it to his ship.

Omega ran to you and hugged you again, “I knew he’d find you, come on. Let me show you inside.”

She gripped your hand and dragged you along. You weren’t looking for family, but … as you moved closer to the ship, there was a strange sense of belonging that came from meeting the rest of her brothers. For the first time in a long time, you felt at home.

Hunter watched you and the way Omega gripped your hand, as you introduced yourself to Wrecker, Tech and Echo. He had to admit, you were attractive, when he saw you without your helmet, he almost felt his tongue getting all tied up. Not to mention, the outfit you wore also drew attention to your physique which didn’t help. He didn’t know why but he had a feeling this could either be a really horrible idea, or it would be a very pleasant surprise.

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arctrooper69 · 1 month

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As Iron Sharpens Iron

"As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another." Proverbs 27:17

Beta-read by @dragonrider9905

Chapter 9:

Previous // Next

Warnings: Jealousy, hurt feelings, tiny bit of sexual tension

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The flight back to Ord Mantell was silent. Hunter sat stiffly in the cockpit after checking on Omega. The rest of the team sat in silence under the dimmed lights.

The situation played over and over again through his brain.

Omega dropping from the vents alone. Without you. It was so hard to dispel the fear that flooded his veins like ice water.

Were you hurt? Captured? Dead!?

Then you’d entered the room with that staff, that blaster bolt so narrowly missing your head.

Why was it so important to grab that staff? Why risk your own life and Omega’s just for a few lousy credits.

I thought I knew her better than that.

Then there was that all-consuming guilt-laced horror when the pair of you fought the guards so viciously and he could do nothing but watch. Powerless. Afraid. Angry at the smugglers. Angry at you for being so reckless. Angry at himself for being able to do nothing but watch it happen.

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The others seemed to know better than to bother Hunter right now, but you had to know why he was so upset.

Part of you knew it was you - your reckless plan that could’ve gone wrong in so many different ways.

But how was it any different from one of his plans that always seemed to turn to chaos? That tiny thought voiced defiantly, only serving to fuel the anger and frustration that boiled through your veins.

Against your better judgment you strode into the cockpit.

“Hunter, I…” you stopped as he held up a firm hand.

“Go sit down, we’re about to land. We’ll talk about this later.”

No, I want to talk about this now! The impatience rattled around inside, barely able to be contained.

“But…”

“Now.” He commanded, pointing to the seats. “I’m giving you an order, try not to disobey this one too.” His words were sharp and impossible to argue against.

“Yes sir.” You answered harshly, matching his tone.

There wasn’t much discussion upon landing, either. Nor was there any argument when Wrecker and Omega took off to celebrate their Mantell Mix tradition.

Echo and Tech disappeared soon after. The bitter taste in your mouth festered as you watched Cid carefully place the staff in her back room. You stood and walked out of the parlor.

We got the staff, we got paid, and nobody got hurt. It sounded fine to you. In fact, it sounded like success, yet you couldn’t shake that growing hurt of disappointment and shame.

That should’ve been enough. I should’ve been enough. Maybe I could’ve done more. Maybe I should’ve done less.

But the reality of it all only served to solidify the nagging knowledge that you really didn’t belong here.

Sighing, you walked faster down the street away from the figure you knew was following you.

"What the hell was that!?" Hunter growled from behind you as you stalked back to the Marauder. Clenching your jaw, you purposely ignored him, just wanting to shower, grab some food and forget about the whole thing. You were starving and could definitely use a good long nap.

“Hey!” Hunter grabbed your arm, forcing you to face him. “No. You don’t get to ignore me when you nearly got Omega and the rest of this squad killed!”

You jerked your arm free with a huff which just seemed to aggravate him further. “Omega is fine.” you snapped. “I wouldn’t have let anything happen to her. I got the job done. You got paid. What more do you want from me!? You wanna hold hands and talk about our feelings?”

Heavy, angry breaths forced themselves from your heaving chest. You were fully aware that Hunter could easily hear how quickly your pulse thundered in your ears without a chance to easily reign it back.

“I gave you a direct order and you disobeyed it!” he snapped.

You scoffed, “You all do it all the kriffing time! I don’t see you shouting at Omega when she plays by her own rules! So what’s so different when I do it!? Huh?”

Hunter was silent. You could feel the anger simmering beneath his skin. He took a deep breath and slowly let it out, sounding more like a groan of frustration. "For once in your life would it kill you to use your damn head!? You almost got yourself killed out there, and I…!” He stopped himself.

“What do you care?” You spit venomously, spinning around to face him again. “According to you lot I’m just a ‘useful asset’!”

“What?” Hunter ran a hand through his hair, visibly confused.

You took a breath. “I heard you talking to Tech!”

A look of realization began to appear on his face as you looked down. “That's not - “

“No!” You interrupted angrily. “You think I'm reckless and irritable and only useful when you need me.”

“No! I didn't mean it like that. I was - “

You held up a hand to stop him. “It's fine, Hunter.” You said coldly. “At least I know my place now so thank you for bringing that to my attention.”

“But I…” Hunter stuttered, looking completely bewildered.

“Stop.” You commanded. “I said it's fine. It hurt, but I forgive you. Everything's fine.”

He could only watch as you stormed down the ramp, leaving him in a cold silence as it hissed closed behind you.

He sat unmoving for what seemed like hours.

The hatch opened again after a few minutes and for a brief second, Hunter felt his heart race raising a hopeful gaze as the ramp slid down but it was only Wrecker clamoring up the ramp with a crate of thermal detonators. He set them down and raised an eyebrow sticking a thumb out behind him towards the open door. “What’s with her?”

Hunter sighed, “Don’t ask.” Shoulders slumped, he turned and headed into the cockpit. Maybe he could convince Tech to let him help with one of his projects. He could use the distraction.

Tech glanced up as Hunter all but fell into an empty chair. He raised an eyebrow. “Is everything alright?”

“She heard us talking the other night,” said Hunter.

A look of confusion flashed across his face for a split second before quickly realizing what his brother was referring to. “Oh!” Tech looked up, “So then, I assume she now knows how you feel, and judging from your facial expression and closed off body language, she does not reciprocate those feelings.” Tech paused and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. “I am sorry.”

Hunter shook his head. “No, she only happened to hear you say that she’s a ‘useful asset’!” He glared at his brother as though to blame him for the entire misunderstanding.

“Ah..” Tech put a finger to his chin in thought. “That is most unfortunate.”

Hunter slumped lower in his seat. “Yep… and what’s worse is that she heard me agree with you and now she thinks that’s how we all feel about her.”

“But that was only a small sample of our conversation and very much taken out of context. If she had stayed and listened a bit longer she would have realized this.”

“Well she didn’t, and now she thinks I hate her.”

Tech frowned. “Per our conversation, that is quite the opposite of the sentiments you expressed.”

“Yeah, no shit.”

“Perhaps you should speak with her about it. Explain to her that what she overheard when she was eavesdropping, was entirely incorrect.”

Hunter shook his head.

“Or I could tell her if you prefer,” Tech continued helpfully.

“No!” Omega leapt from her room, bypassing the ladder entirely, and landed on her feet with a thud, nearly tripping over Gonky as she slid into the cockpit in front of them.

Hunter’s head snapped up in alarm.

“No.” She repeated adamantly, “Do not. Please do not. The last thing she needs to hear from us is blaming her for the miscommunication!”

“Speaking of eavesdropping…” Hunter crossed his arms, looking at his sister who responded with a sheepish grin. He rolled his eyes, not able to help the smirk that pulled at his lips at her antics.

“What? It’s a small ship. I can hear everything.”

“I wasn’t blaming her.” Tech said defensively. Hunter’s face fell again as Tech brought their attention back to the matter at hand.

“Well she’ll probably think we are if you say it like that.” Omega told him.

“She won’t talk to me.” Hunter shook his head, “Besides, she left after I yelled at her.”

Omega looked up at him with a grimace, “You did sound really mad…”

Hunter winced at the blame that flashed nearly imperceptibly through her eyes. “She almost got both you and herself killed during that last mission!” His voice grew hard again. “She’s reckless and I hate it!” His voice grew softer, “I can’t wa- ”

A scoff interrupted his lament as both Tech and Omega sported alarmed looks. Hunter turned to see you leaning against the bulkhead, face contorted in a mixture of anger and hurt. He could see the telltale shine of unshed tears you fought so hard to hide. Hidden from the world but not from him. Hunter noticed everything - especially when it came to you.

You chuckled dryly. “Nice to know how you really feel.” Your voice cracked, desperately straining to hold back tears. “I came to apologize and hear what you were going to tell me before I left. I gave it some thought, you know? I thought, ‘maybe I did misunderstand him’.”

You shook your head, “But no…. I guess I was right.” You spun around, heading to your bunk, pushing past Echo who’d returned just in time to witness your words.

“Wait…” Hunter stood up, calling after you but you did nothing to let him know you’d even heard him.

Quickly taking a few steps forward, fueled by a burning need not to let you slip through his fingers again, he grabbed your arm, spinning you around.

You let out a gasp as your back hit the cold of the wall, feeling a strange warmth sink into your bones as he pressed you in place.

No. You didn’t want to be here. Hunter didn’t want you to be here.

But yet…

All was silent as you found your eyes drawn up to his. A painful longing drove a wedge in an ever widening crack in the wall you’d so carefully thrown up to protect yourself from him.

This is wrong. This is wrong. This is wrong.

“Please…” he was practically begging now. Then he froze.

There it was again. That scent. The one that drove him crazy. The one he’d smelt on you when you’d come out of the fresher just a few days ago.

“Hunter!” Your voice had an edge to it.

No matter the hurt, leaving was the best option. You couldn’t stand how these mixed signals, sending you spinning one way and then the other.

He groaned, “Will you please calm down and let me explain!?”

"Calm down!?" The moment was broken and the anger returned, hot and fierce, sending rivers of steel to reinforce the shoddily crafted walls, turning it into a fortress. He would not break through so easily.

Not now. Not ever. He made his choice.

You ripped your arm from his grasp and spun around, anger blazing through your eyes. “Go kriff yourself, Hunter!” You turned to leave but spun back around, eyes blazing. “Actually, no. Go kriff Tara!”

The anger and hurt bubbled over. If he wouldn’t be honest with you, at least he could be honest with himself.

Conscious thought was gone. Emotion spewed like venom. “I saw you getting cozy with her at Cid’s so you obviously have feelings for her!” You spun back around, forcefully grabbing your go-bag from the foot of your bunk and strapping your blasters tightly around your thigh and another at your side. Without a second glance, the ramp hissed open and you strode out, missing how Hunter’s mouth fell open in a confused, but reluctant understanding as the ramp hissed shut behind you.

Oh. The realization soaked him to the bone as if he’d been woken up by a bucket of ice water.

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A/N: Thank you guys so much for answering my poll. 🙏 I hope you guys enjoy! 😊

Summary: As the Batch explores Pabu, you and Omega grow closer. Hunter thinks about new beginnings, and Omega reflects on her relationships.

Genre: More tooth-rotting fluffff, teensie bit of angst

Warnings: It’s another tear-jerker, Omega continually being absolutely adorable

Mando’a key: haran: hell

As the Marauder landed on the foreign planet, Omega grabbed your hand eagerly to be the first one out of the ship and into the new territory.

“C’mon Y/N!” She yelled as she pulled you with her. Phee walked close behind, chuckling at the child’s eagerness.

“I’m glad you’re excited, kid. You’re gonna love it.” Phee added with a half smile. She nodded at you and walked down the ramp first.

You examined the bright blue sky and heard the waves of water close by. You admired the architecture of the platform as you began to walk behind Phee with Omega’s hand in yours. You looked down at her and smiled, seeing her wide eyes filled with curiosity and wonder.

You and the batch continued to walk until you came upon a large tree. It was a magnificent sight, the tree towering over you in all its glory.

You noticed two individuals walking your way, a child and a tall man with his arms outstretched. You listened intently as the man introduced himself to be the Mayor and that the young girl was his daughter.

You smiled at the girl, who smiled back. Omega seemed quite fond of her and you could tell they would be good friends already. You felt a hand on your shoulder, you looked to your right to see Hunter grinning at you. You grinned back.

“What do you think?” You whispered to him. He sighed.

“I think this place is amazing, but I don’t really want to admit it yet.” He whispered back with a smirk as he nodded his head towards Phee. You nodded your head understanding what he was saying.

There have been way too many times when you’ve let your guard down and things have gone to haran. Hunter knew this and knew to be more cautious when in a new environment. So, even if this place seemed like paradise, keeping a look out until you knew for sure that it was safe was the plan for now.

The group seemed to split up as you were dragged by Omega to say hello to her new found friend and Hunter went to talk to the Mayor. And Tech found someone new, but it was of no surprise to you.

You could tell the first time Phee said, ‘brown eyes’ that she had the hots for him. Tech, well, he’s Tech. He probably has no clue she’s flirting, but he’ll catch on. Eventually.

You introduced yourself to the child, who you now knew was named Lyana. Omega continued to hold your hand which made Lyana curious as to what you were to her. She tilted her head and smiled.

“Are you her mother?” This made your eyes widen.

I mean sure, you were somewhat of a “motherly figure” to Omega. Being as you were the only female in the batch at the moment. But, never have you actually used the title. It’s not like Omega would call you mom on a regular basis. This was new. And you had no idea what to reply. You stood frozen.

That is until, Omega saved the day. She cleared her throat and smiled up at you.

“Yeah, she is.” You shook your head, getting out of your trance as you looked down at Omega with her wide smile and precious eyes. You were on the verge of tears, but held it in to prevent the embarrassment of crying in front of a child you just met. You nodded your head at said girl and she smiled.

“That’s wonderful!” Then her shoulders slumped ever so slightly. “You’re lucky Omega. I wish my mom was here.” You and Omega’s eyes were saddened. Omega looked up at you and pouted. You frowned and knelt down to Lyana’s level.

You placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, she looked up at you curiously.

“I don’t know the whole story, but I’m very sorry for your loss.” Lyana smiled gratefully.

“Thank you.” You stood up and Lyana composed herself. “My mother passed away a few years ago. But seeing you two together reminded me of her and how much I love her.” She grinned, you and Omega smiled back.

While this beautiful moment was happening. Hunter was having a little heart to heart with the Mayor.

“Pabu is a great place to rejuvenate, we also consider it a safe haven.” Hunter nodded his head along to what the Mayor was saying.

“Most of this island is composed of refugees, is it not?” The Mayor nodded his head.

“You are quite correct. The refugees have found this a safe place to raise their children as well.” He said, motioning his head towards you and Omega. “You and your wife would find that it is the perfect place for you to raise your child. A place where she can roam free without care. A place where she can actually be a child.” Hunter watched you and Omega.

He had longed for a place to settle down with you and Omega. A place where Omega could have a childhood, a place where you two could be together and raise her together.

Hunter was snapped out of his thoughts as the Mayor placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“From a father to a father,” he paused and smiled. “I believe this place will be perfect for your family.”

Hunter’s eyes widened slightly at his statement. Mostly because he hadn’t realized that was what you were to him. A family. Hunter never had that. He probably guessed the same went for you as well.

He looked at you and Omega again and smiled. Seeing Omega’s hand in yours, the smiles on both your faces. The love he could feel that you had for her, as if she was your own. The love that he had for the both of you, clarified how much he had dreamed for a place like this.

He turned to the Mayor and nodded his head.

“Thank you,” he paused. “I’ll take it into consideration.” The mayor smiled then walked towards the others.

“C’mon everyone, follow me.” Everyone followed the Mayor and later found out he was holding a big feast for your arrival.

During the feast, you couldn’t help but look at Omega fondly as she conversed with her new found friend. When she asked to go with Lyana on her boat, you were surprised Hunter allowed her to.

Being as though, he is very overprotective and cautious. You couldn’t help but be shocked that he agreed without hesitation. You looked at him with a raised brow. He looked at you and shrugged. You squinted your eyes and went back to eating.

Whilst this was happening, Omega was giddily following Lyana down to the shore below. She was beyond ecstatic that Hunter let her go have fun with her new friend.

As they sat admiring the island and the water around them, Omega’s mind wandered back to the previous conversation she had with Lyana and you.

Were you really her mom? She would love it if you were, and it seemed you would feel the same way. But, she wasn’t too sure. You hadn’t labeled it. Today was actually the first time she had called you that. But she did like the sound. Mom and you, just made sense in her head.

“You seem distracted,” Lyana commented, breaking the silence. Omega turned her head towards her. She sighed.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Lyana smiled.

“Is something wrong?” Omega immediately shook her head.

“No, I was just thinking.” Lyana nodded her head.

“You wanna talk about it?” Omega played with her fingers.

“Well, okay.” Lyana grinned. Omega scooted closer to her. She explained her situation and your relationship with her. Lyana nodded her head along. When Omega finished, Lyana pursed her lips.

“I don’t know much. But from my experience, the way she held you and looked at you, it seemed as though she saw you as her own.” Omega looked at her with wide eyes.

“Really? You saw all that?” Lyana giggled.

“Yeah. In fact, the way you described her sounds just like my mother.” Lyana frowned a bit. Omega noticed.

“I’m sorry.” Lyana shook her head.

“It’s alright,” she paused thinking for a moment. “I’d probably talk to her about it. If you're so worried. And maybe your dad too? I’m not exactly sure which one is your father. Is it the one with the tattoo on his face and the bandanna?” Omega giggled.

“Yeah, that’s a whole other problem too.” Lyana’s eyes widened.

“Really?” Omega nodded her head and sighed. Lyana hummed.

“Well, it’s just like I said. You should talk to them. I don’t know everything, but as your friend, I want to help.” Omega smiled gratefully.

“Thank you, that helped a lot,” she chuckled. “I guess I just needed to get it out and talk about it.” They laughed, but it was stopped abruptly as the boat jerked.

To say you were worried about Omega was an understatement. You tried to focus on helping the citizens of Pabu, but you couldn’t take your mind off of Omega being in danger. You were finally relieved when you saw her and Lyana wave from the Marauder.

As soon as the ship landed, you immediately ran over. Omega barely stepped off the ramp when you engulfed her in a hug. Omega was taken back, but right after wrapped her arms around you tightly. You pulled back and pointed your finger at her with a small glare.

“Don’t you dare scare me like that again.” Omega smiled and hugged you again. You held her head and sighed.

After the situation with the tidal wave, Hunter decided it was best to stay and help with repairs. Which you agreed with wholeheartedly. After their warm welcome, you couldn’t help but feel the urge to aid them.

As the day went by, you came to find that this place was indeed a paradise. Filled with kind and pleasant people. You couldn’t help but love Pabu.

As the day came to an end, you wiped the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand with a sigh. You looked at everyone picking up remains, handing out food and blankets.

Though this place seemed utterly irredeemable, the people of Pabu had faith and hope for their home to be rebuilt. You smiled and dusted your hands off as you walked towards the batch.

Hunter noticed you first and smiled. He wrapped an arm around your shoulder and kissed your temple. You chuckled at his open use of PDA, which didn’t happen quite often. Not saying you didn’t love the sudden display, but you were a bit befuddled. You quirked a brow and smirked at him.

“What was that for?” He shrugged, then pulled you closer.

“Just felt like it,” he whispered in your ear, which sent shivers down your spine. You rolled your eyes and shook your head.

As you said your good nights to the rest of the squad, Hunter would not let you go. As you hugged Tech and Wrecker good night, Hunter stood on the side practically tapping his toe waiting for you to be done so he could have you in his arms again. You had no idea what made him change his demeanor, until it was Omega’s turn to say goodnight.

She ran up to you and engulfed you in a hug. You lifted her up and spun her around, she giggled and smiled. Hunter watched fondly, then kneeled in front of Omega with arms outstretched. Omega ran into them and wrapped her arms around Hunter’s neck, which he responded to accordingly by embracing her.

Omega pulled back and looked at you, she motioned for you to join. You rolled your eyes and joined them on the floor for a group hug.

“I love you.” You heard Omega whisper. She pulled away and smiled.

This was the first time Omega said those words. Not that she didn’t love you two before. She just didn’t have the knowledge of love in her naive brain. Hunter looked at you and smiled.

“We love you too, kid.” Hunter looked back at Omega and you nodded your head.

“Very much,” you emphasized.

Omega thought of bringing up her problem she discussed earlier with Lyana. Then remembered what Lyana said right before they thought they weren’t going to make it.

Your mother and father, I don’t think you need to worry about a label! If they love you, she paused, catching her breath. Then that’s enough!

Omega smiled thinking back to the moment. She could discuss this with you guys another time. For now, she just wanted to express how grateful she was to have you in her life.

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