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multi-fan-dom-madness · 8 months

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Midnight Masquerade - Crosshair

Summary: The bottle chooses your partner, and it lands on Crosshair.

Chapter Warnings: minors DNI; vampire!Crosshair x f!reader. kinks: mind control + marking/biting. spitting, feeding, blood, consent is gained though it's a little fuzzy, praise, oral (m receiving), PiV sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it); if I missed anything, please let me know!

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...Crosshair.

A round of wolf-whistles rises from the rest of the table (quite literally, in Hunter’s case). Your gaze snaps to Crosshair. His eyes, shining blood red in the strobing lights of the party, meet yours without hesitation. A slow, smug smirk tugs his lips over his teeth. Pointed canines gleam. Core clenching in a mix of anxiety and excitement, you swallow involuntarily. For a moment, you forget where you are, entranced by the ruby color of his eyes, vision tunneling so that all you can see is him.

The moment passes. Tech appraises both you and Crosshair. “Please do take note of any physiological differences or changes during this proce—hmph—”

Crosshair shoves his slim hand in his brother’s face, effectively shutting him up and providing leverage to climb out of the confines of the table. You rise on shaky legs. Crosshair moves to your side; he’s not as broad as his batchmates, but you still feel dwarfed by his presence, the pallid tint his skin has taken on, the sunken circles around his eyes, the faint scars on his neck that remind you what he’s transformed into. Even his clothing, a plain, high-collared black cape and simple button-down, sets your blood into a frenzy. When his hand comes to rest on the small of your back, you shudder.

Peering at you with hooded eyes, Crosshair quirks one eyebrow. “Well, doll?”

“Let’s find somewhere more...private,” you say. Your heart is in your throat, choking your words, but you’re not scared so much as you are exhilarated.

Crosshair’s grip curves around your waist and tugs you firmly against his side. The appreciative look he gives you reassures you; from the few times you’ve interacted, there’s always been an unspoken magnetism that draws you to him. His silent, stoic facade and piercing gaze haunt your dreams on occasion.

The crowd of troopers and nat-born partiers alike parts before the two of you as Crosshair guides you, towards a doorway at the back you hadn’t noticed before. In your periphery, you catch the looks some of the troopers share, the dubious expressions on their faces, but the pulse and thrum of the music drowns out any comments they mutter. All that matters is the way that Cross’s fingers dig into your side, the angry glare he levels at anyone who gets too close to you.

It makes you feel wanted. Desired. You walk with your back a little straighter.

At the back of the large building, the single doorway leads to a hallway that itself branches into tributary halls and connected rooms. Straight ahead, a set of stairs leads up to another level.

“You got a safe word?” Cross asks, voice silky and low, as the door shuts behind the two of you.

Nodding, you meet his gaze again with a daring smile, lifting your chin to expose your neck more than you normally would. His eyes flicker down from yours to trace the column of your throat, before returning to your face. In the low light, his red eyes gleam. Your breath grows shallower.

“Meiloorun,” you finally say.

“Good,” he hums. Tugging you forward once more, he leads you down a series of twisting hallways that leave you disoriented and confused. The longer you walk, the more you yearn for him to slide his hand down to your ass, or to push you against the wall and take you there, or even to just sink his fangs into you and—

“You have loud thoughts, dollface. Patience.”

Startled, you peer up at him with wide eyes. “Can you read my mind?”

Drawing you to a halt, he glances into the nearest chamber and seems to come to a decision. Pushing you gently, he guides you into the room. A light, dim and soft yellow, blooms to life from a lamp in the corner, revealing—a bed? In the center of the room, a massive bed with plush pillows awaits, and hanging along one wall are a myriad of tools, toys, and implements. Your body flushes with heat at the sight.

Crosshair slips his arm from around you. “I can hear vague impressions of what you’re thinking,” he finally answers.

“Oh.” You hesitate in the midst of the room as he shuts the door behind you. “So, uh, are you good with this?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.”

“Right,” you say, “yeah. Just asking.”

He hums, wrapping his arms around you from behind, caging you in place, as he dips his head to breathe in your scent. Nose skimming over your skin, he inhales deeply. The groan he lets out rumbles against your back. Goosebumps skitter down your skin.

“You think too much,” he grumbles, then presses a chaste, close-mouthed kiss to the spot where your neck and shoulder meet. “Let me help with that.”

“H-How?” you breathe out, nerves coming alive in reaction to him. Kriff, he’s barely touched you, and you’re already so sensitive, so open, so curious.

His hands guide you to turn around in his embrace. Snaking your arms up around his shoulders, you fiddle with the short, silvery locks at the nape of his neck. Slowly, you raise your gaze from his chest, where silver hair peeks through the unbuttoned top of his shirt, to the strong column of his throat, to his pouting mouth, to his crimson eyes. Again, peering into him, you lose awareness, just for a moment, of the room around you.

He runs his tongue over his fangs and grins, predatory and feral. “Just let go, doll. I’ll take care of the rest.”

You glance at his mouth, biting at your own lips, heart stuttering. “Kiss me first.”

Grip tightening around your body, he captures your lips in a bruising kiss. You moan, unashamed and loud, against him. His mouth is rough, demanding; his sharp teeth catch at your bottom lip, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to remind you of why you’re here. Heat pulses through you.

When he pulls back, his eyes darken, lips parted and swollen. Your chest heaves. Fingers tightening in his hair, you chase his mouth, but he just chuckles and steps out of your embrace.

“Undress,” he says, peering into your eyes. “Then wait by the bed.”

A warm tingling sensation spills down your spine as his eyes seem to glow crimson. The weight of your thoughts seems to lift, ever so slightly. With a shiver, all you can do is nod, filled with the urge to comply.

Stepping out of your shoes, you tug off your clothing as quickly as you can, discarding the offending garments haphazardly, uncaring where they go. In the chilled air of the room, your nipples pebble. The thought occurs to you to touch them, let Crosshair see you play with yourself—a thought that is immediately dashed. That hadn’t been part of the orders.

You wrench your attention back to the current moment as you position yourself by the side of the bed as told. Against the far wall, Crosshair leans, fingers absentmindedly caressing the worn grip of a flogger, an amused smile playing across his face as he watches you.

“Good,” he says, and a flush of pride skitters through you. “Kneel.”

Even across the room, the weight of his chromatic gaze presses on you, and you again succumb to the warm, floating feeling as you drop to your knees. You rest your palms on your thighs. Crosshair approaches, toys left behind on the wall, and you crane your head back to maintain eye contact. One hand, long and cool and tender, caresses your face, thumb swiping over your bottom lip.

You lick his thumb, enticing him to touch you more, feel you deeper.

“Behave.”

The command washes over you and settles into your bones. The longer you stare into his eyes, the lighter you become, until all you’re aware of is the cold press of duracrete against your knees, the feel of his skin against yours, and those red, red eyes.

“That’s it,” he praises. “Open your mouth.”

You anticipate the words before they leave his lips and your jaw is open halfway through his statement, tongue sticking over your bottom teeth. It’s like you can feel what he desires of you before he expresses it aloud; the pleased expression that curls over his face makes you happy. You’re doing so well for him.

Crosshair leans over you, still fully clothed, and while normally you’d be concerned with freeing his cock from his pants, right now all you’re worried about is making sure you follow orders. Keeping your mouth open, your eyes never leave his.

He spits in your waiting mouth. “Swallow that.”

You do as told, thighs clenching together as you become aware of another thing: the slick coating of arousal dripping down your legs.

“Crosshair,” you whine, breathless.

“Patience,” he chides again. His hands move to undo his pants; you blink and his cock is fully free, swollen and flushed and drooping in front of your face. “Remember your safe word, pretty thing?”

It takes you a moment, sifting through hazy thoughts and muddled memories, but it comes back to you. “Meiloorun.”

“Good girl.”

This time, he doesn’t even have to voice what he wants from you. Once you drop your mouth open again, he slips the flushed tip of his cock past your lips. You hollow your cheeks, sucking on his leaking head, humming in contentment at his taste. Cross watches you with hooded lids, a flush blotching his neck and face. Stars, he looks good like this. You bob your head, fighting off your gag when he touches the back of your throat.

“Kriff,” he grits out.

You repeat the motion. The only sound you’re aware of is the wet suck of your lips wrapped tight around his length, and it only makes the wetness between your thighs grow worse. Whining, you sense the order Crosshair wants to give: stay still and let me fuck your face.

So you do. Cross’s hands come to rest on your jaw, cradling your head gently, and you breathe deep and even through your nose as he pushes his hips forward. Gagging, your vision blurs with tears as he holds you on his cock—and when he releases, you sputter, coughing.

“Filthy little thing,” he says, but the undertone of his voice is laced with praise. You flutter your eyelashes up at him, thick with tears.

For a moment, the two of you remain like that, a string of spit connecting you to his dick. His chest heaves, straining against the buttons of his shirt. Your eyes flicker away from his ruby gaze long enough to soak in the sight of his bulging muscles; his fingers on your jaw angle your face back up.

“On the bed,” he murmurs.

You rise to your feet and perch your ass on the side of the bed, your slick and aching cunt at the perfect level for him to sink into without any angling. Eyes on his, you sense what he wants—what he needs. You trail two fingers through your sopping folds to gather some of your juices. Spreading your arousal over his hard length, you whimper at the velvety feel of him in your hand.

“Such a good pet,” he croons.

He grips at your hips, yanking you forward so you’re supporting yourself by your elbows, entire body hanging off the bed. His jaw tightens as he rubs his cockhead through your folds, rutting into you, the tip catching at your entrance. You both moan.

And then he’s pushing into you, or maybe he’s pulling you onto him, but either way all you can feel is his thick length spearing you, deeper than you’ve ever had another partner before. His balls rest heavy against your ass as he holds you still, his fingers likely leaving bruises where he holds your hips. Your cunt flutters around him.

Another of his thoughts begins to form, and you sense it over your connection to him. Immediately you convulse, desire and pleasure rocketing through you.

“Yes, please, Crosshair, mark me,” you beg. “Show everyone who I belong to. Fucking bite me.”

Face contorting into a snarl, he snaps his hips against yours. His cock sliding nearly all the way out of you before he impales you once again, you let your head fall back, moans clawing out of your throat with every thrust. Stars, he’s so deep, reaching parts of you that you only ever dreamed of, and it makes your entire body light up with pleasure.

He continues to fuck you as his arms slip around your body, pulling you flush to him, supporting your entire body weight.

And then his mouth is on your skin. He sucks a trail of hickeys across your chest, lavishes your nipples with licks and love bites, skims his fangs over your hot, sensitive buds. You pant. Snagging his hair in one hand, you gently guide his head up to your neck, your actions an extension of the burning desire coursing through you both.

“Please,” you whimper, “please please please feed on me.”

“Kriff, girl,” he groans into you.

There’s a split second of overwhelming pain when his fangs sink into you—but it is immediately dispersed by a rush of pleasure so blinding that you think you cum. You can’t tell. Your mind is too far gone to fully process anything but the fact that his cock is driving into that one devastating spot inside you and that his lips are latched around the double-puncture wound in your neck as he suckles from your life-force. His thumb finds your clit and rubs it in precise, tight circles. Sobbing from pleasure and overstimulation, you cum again around him, body locked up as he fucks you through it.

“That’s it, just like that,” he praises, sounding absolutely wrecked, tongue smoothing over the bite mark on your neck. “K-Kark, gonna—”

“Please!” It’s the only word you’re capable of. “Please, please.”

He lifts his head, eyes finding yours once more, as he thrusts once, twice, thrice more before stilling, cock buried as deep in your cunt as he can get. As his length throbs in your soaked pussy, you can’t help the ragged whimper that tears from your chest at the sensation, nearly tipping you over the edge yet again.

Slowly you become aware of your surroundings again. Against your back is a plush, soft surface: the bed. Crosshair’s voice, still silky and raspy, but lacking the previous hard edge, caresses your ears. “Did so good, doll. Come back down to me.”

Blinking, you loll your head to the side. Lying next to you, Crosshair gives you the barest hint of a smile, expression softer than you’ve ever seen him. His eyes have returned to their usual amber smolder, his skin devoid of the pallid, waxy hue. His fingers brush your cheek.

“I hurt you.”

He doesn’t phrase it as a question. You reach with weak fingers to poke the sore wound at the base of your neck, wincing slightly but chuckling nonetheless. “I wanted it. It felt amazing.”

Settling his hand in the center of your chest, the two of you bask in the pleasant silence, studying one another. Faintly, music reaches your ears—the party is still going, and you can return when you’re ready. Crosshair slowly recomposes his expression into the neutral scowl you’re so familiar with.

“What happened, fully?” you finally ask.

“Mind control,” he says. “Sent you into a trance. Tried to, at least. Got carried away.”

His eyes drop to your bare body and you follow his gaze. A gasp escapes you. Oh, that’s so many more hickeys and marks than you expected. You’d been lost in the heady pleasure, the cloudlike feeling of drifting and only being tethered to the real world by his cock.

The thought makes you giggle; once you start laughing, you find it hard to stop. After a moment, Crosshair joins, his low rumbling laugh echoing with yours. You’ll get back to the party eventually. For now, you just enjoy the comfy bed and good company.

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#tbb crosshair x reader #crosshair x reader #hallowkink23 #mdfm hallowkink 23 #kinktober 2023 #midnight masquerade #rhiwrites #the bad batch x reader #tbb x reader #crosshair x f!reader #crosshair x fem!reader #vampire!crosshair #monster!clone au

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swbbb6 · 2 months

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Incorrect Bad Batch quotes

Crosshair: “I for one didn’t want to start my day off with a slaughter… which really just goes to show how much I’ve grown!”

#the bad batch #tbb #incorrect quotes #buffy the vampire slayer #tbb crosshair #incorrect tbb quotes

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oceansssblue · 4 months

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~[MAGICAL CREATURES SERIES] –THE BAD BATCH AU

INCLUDING:

1. "DROPS OF WATER" TECH/SIREN!OFC 💔💖🔥

QUIETLY HURT BY HIS BROTHERS WORDS, TECH TAKES A SMALL BOAT AND DECIDES TO SPEND THE AFTERNOON EXPLORING THE COAST OF PABU. THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE WATER THAT DISTRACTS HIM FAR MORE THAN WHAT HE WAS ORIGINALLY AIMING FOR.

Will post Link here:

Extra:

Link to a request were Tech is also a Mer! Fluff&tinybitofangst&sprinkleofsmut.

2. "JUST AS SHARP" CROSSHAIR/VAMPIRE!OFC 🔥

WITH THE INEVITABLE MONOTONY OF LIVING A HUNDRED LIFES, NAKHTI VALERI HAS A HARD TIME FINDING SOMETHING THAT SPIKES HER INTEREST; YET SOMEHOW, HER EYES LATCH ON THE GREY-HAIRED SOLDIER AS SOON AS HE STEPS INTO THE ROOM.

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3. "LIKE YOUR SHINE" ECHO/FAIRY!OFC 💖

FAIRIES HAVE ALWAYS BEEN NATURALLY ATTRACTED TO SPARKLING PRETTY THINGS; JEWELRY, THE REFLECTION OF THE SUN IN THE WATER, THE DELICATE WINGS OF BUTTERFLIES AND FIREFLIES... WELCOMING THE PECULIAR GROUP OF SOLDIERS IN THEIR FOREST, BLUEBELL FINDS A SHINE THAT CATCHES HER EYE.

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4. "THE SMELL OF FIRE" HUNTER/PHOENIX!OFC 💖

THERE'S SOMETHING STRANGE HAPPENING IN THE SMALL MOON PLACED ON THE EDGES OF THE GALAXY WITH THE UNKOWN REGIONS. THEIR PEOPLE ARE RESERVED AND SECRETIVE; TRYING TO APPEAR NORMAL, THOUGH HUNTER HEAVILY SUSPECTS THEY AREN'T. HIS NOSE EASILY PICKS UP THE SMELL OF ASH AND FIRE.

6PART STORY: FINISHED

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5. "NOT A DOG" WRECKER/WEREWOLF!OFC 💔💖

AFTER ONE OF THE WORST DAYS OF HER LIFE, AN INJURED VALERIE GETS RESCUED BY ONE OF THE KINDEST HUMANS SHE HAS EVER SEEN. IF THE BLONDE KID AND THE VERY BIG SOLDIER THINK SHE'S A REGULAR WOLF WHILE THEY KEEP HER HIDDEN AND SAVE IN THEIR SHIP... OH WELL, SHE'S CONTENT TO PLAY THE PART UNTIL SHE'S HEALED AND READY TO LEAVE.

FINISHED

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croissant-9904 · 7 months

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How about a ✧₊⁺⋆☾⋆.˚₊🦇VMP-9904🦇₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧? ~~~ [Who do you think could replace Cazador?] ----------------------- 🎃🎃🎃~Happy Halloween~🎃🎃🎃

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echos-girlfriend · 1 year

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Howdy!

@crossheart this one’s for you 💜

Crosshair

Vampire reader/AU

(Crosshair is still with the batch I’m this fic)

Master list

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“Here y/n! Would you like some?”

Omega handed you some mantell mix.

“Um no thank you I’m not hungry”

You fidgeted in your place. You bit your lip and walked out of the room. Omega frowned.

“Don’t take it to heart kid.. she’s been having trouble since we got back”

Hunter patted her shoulder as Crosshair walked back into the cantina.

“Where’s y/n”

“She left a few seconds ago Crosshair”

Tech adjusted his goggles

“According to her Comlink she’s heading for the outer city.. towards the clearing”

Crosshair sighed and went to go after you.

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“Are you out here?”

You heard crosshair’s voice.. you currently had an animals neck between your teeth. You quickly threw it to the ground and wiped your face.

You turned around to go find him but he was already looming over you. Your mouth fell open.. and you tried to run away.

He grabbed your chin and looked at your teeth.. he saw two fangs that were starting to retract.

“Why didn’t you tell me..”

“Because! It’s not natural. I’m a monster!”

You tried to rip yourself from his grasp but he was having none of it. He pulled you into his chest and hugged you.

“You’re not a monster.. I still love you the way you are”

“What am I going to do.. if we don’t have anything for me to eat? What if the others don’t like me”

“The others won’t care either.. and if you need to drink blood. Well you could always drink mine.”

You looked up at him. You shook your head.

“I won’t do that to you.. it’ll hurt”

“I’d rather hurt than you starve.. are you still hungry?”

You nodded. You walked back over to the deep animal but Crosshair pulled you away.

“You aren’t going to eat that it’s disgusting”

He rolled up his sleeve and gave you his wrist. You took his arm and bit it as gently as you could. His face scrunched up but he didn’t show any signs of bad pain or discomfort.

You drank until you felt full.. you pulled out a bandage from your pocket and wrapped it around his wrist.

“That wasn’t so bad.. maybe next time you’ll eat me in other places”

He smirked and your face turned bright red. He helped you up from your sitting position.

“Let’s go back.. I promise the others will still like you. We will get through this together”

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#echos girlfriend 100 celebration #the bad batch #the bad batch x reader #clone force 99 #clone force 99 x reader #Crosshair #tbb Crosshair #tbb crosshair x reader #Crosshair x reader #vampires #vampire au

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lightwise · 4 months

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For once non-Star wars related: y’all should be very glad I am refraining from letting my current Astarion fixation make it to my feed. Just letting you know in case I slip up one day and expose myself. (Oh wait, I guess I just did). I haven’t even played the game yet 🤣

#yes the crosshair to Astarion pipeline is real #no I am not typically a vampire girl #but apparently I am a silver haired snarky boi girl #if the Witcher Cross and Astarion are any indication #anyway carry on #you can pretend you didn’t see this #Astarion

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disastertriowriting · 8 months

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@clonefandomevents

This is our fill for the free square! ^-^

Crosshair dies in the ion engine blast on Bracca. Except he doesn't. When he awakens, he's changing, transforming. He's... different. He's become something Other. He awakens craving blood. And when he finds Hunter first, nothing can stop him from feeding.

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fanfictasia · 1 year

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Lifeblood - Chapter 3 - They Would Die For Me - Wattpad

Lifeblood Chapter 3 - They Would Die For Me, a star wars: the bad batch fanfic | FanFiction

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eclec-tech · 2 years

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This is what happened when I decided to write a single little one-shot about Tech. I got the writing bug HARD and now I can't seem to stop! All stories are on Ao3 under AmberOwl24.

Completed Works and One Shots

The Archium A tour of the treasures within the Archium changes things between Phee and Tech.

A Crosshair Carol Crosshair is visited by a series of spirits who show him what will happen to him and his family if he remains in the Empire.

Don't Die Here Crosshair and Echo unexpectedly meet when both their ships are shot down.

Five Dozen Things Tech Would Like You to be Aware of as a Guest Aboard His Ship Tech issues a few friendly warnings for guests traveling aboard the Marauder.

Hand Signals Wrecker is better at hand signals than his brothers realize.

Happy Hatch Day Hunter's stance on pets is turned on its head when he encounters an animal that needs him in order to survive.

It's Weighing on Him AZI-3 offers Echo some unconventional therapy.

A Life-Changing Decision Full narrative version of @lightspringrain's comic of Tech coming to Hunter for advice of a very personal nature.

Only if You WANT to Die Tech has been a vampire for centuries, only drinking from those who say they want to die. But when he finds you grieving and sets out to make you his next victim, he finds that he wants nothing more than for you to live.

Plan Seven Young Tech's exuberance when learning about new things rubs some of the other cadets the wrong way. Luckily, his squad is there to show him that they appreciate what makes him special.

The Presence: A Spooky Bad Batch Tale Something strange is going on in the barracks of Clone Force 99.

Sequins of Events You are certain Crosshair would never consider you romantically because of your looks, but he sees more in you than you do. (reader insert)

Tambor's Monster Once a mindless killer, Echo attempts to live out the rest of his unnatural existence in solitude. But your appearance in the woods one fateful morning gives him reason to hope for more.

The Tank Hunter visits a sensory-deprivation tank and makes some startling discoveries.

Tech's New Data Pad A very lost Crosshair gets unexpected support from a certain liberator of ancient wonders.

Upon a Fulcrum Tech is the brains behind Luthen Rael's formidable ship, but the rebel mastermind has more in mind for the reluctant former soldier. (Bad Batch/Andor crossover)

We Need the Credits Echo turns the tables on Hunter after being sold as a droid.

You are My Shelter Omega's brothers do their best to ease her worry when the Marauder is stranded in the path of a powerful storm.

Rise of the Clones AU (in chronological order)

“A Hard Case to Follow” (chapters: 6, stand alone, two years prior to Order 66/20 BBY) Hardcase wakes up on Kamino immediately following the explosion over Umbara in the body of a teenage cadet.

************************ “The Geniuses” Series (fics: 4, intersects with "Psychology of a Sniper" series in the months leading up to Order 66/19-20 BBY)

"A Genius Walks Into a Bar" (chapters: 1, stand alone) Tech leaves the ship for some social interaction at the urging of his brothers and meets an engineer who changes his life.

"An Evening Out with a Genius" (chapters: 5, best read in series order) Tech introduces Miran to his brothers and gets a tour of her GAR lab.

"Another Evening Out with a Genius" (chapters: 5, best read in series order) Tech meticulously plans out a day with Miran that ends in quite differently than he intended.

"Last Evening Out with a Genius" (chapters: 6, best read in series order, crosses over with "Eyes that Miss Nothing") Tech and Miran spend an unforgettable evening together, but then Order 66 tears them apart.

************************ “Psychology of a Sniper” Series (fics: 2, intersects with "The Geniuses" series in the months leading up to Order 66/19-20 BBY)

"A Sniper Walks Into a Bar" (chapters: 1, stand alone) Crosshair meets a grieving psychologist one night at 79's and finds himself inexplicably wanting to help.

"Eyes That Miss Nothing" (chapters: 13, best read in series order, crosses over with "Last Evening Out with a Genius") Crosshair gets more than he bargained for when he enters into a friendship with a psychologist who sees him for the person he really is.

************************ “An Echo Through the Force” (chapters: 27, stand alone, runs concurrently with "The Journey and the Journal" in the months following Order 66/19 BBY) The Bad Batch, Rex, and Ahsoka Tano meet a young woman who somehow recognizes Echo from before his Techo Union capture and discover there is more to her than she knows.

************************ “The Journey and the Journal” (chapters: 11, best read after "The Geniuses" and "Psychology of a Sniper" series, runs concurrently with "An Echo Through the Force in the months following Order 66/19 BBY) Miran and Luvari are on the run together as they try to figure out how to free the clones from their inhibitor chips, while Omega tries to figure out what her brothers are hiding from her.

************************ "Family Found" (IN PROGRESS, best read after all of the above, picks up right after "An Echo Through the Force" and "The Journey and the Journal" almost a year after Order 66/roughly 18 BBY) Everyone is reunited at Miran's secret home on Alderaan, where the Clone Force 99 family grows and the future of the newly freed clones now hinges on what they do next.

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icouldntfinditsoiwroteit · 2 years

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What if all the clones are vampires except for the Bad Batch? They willing separate from the rest of the clones to prevent blood drainage, Especially Hunter for his blood was described as “singing”, “taste so much better than it smells”and“extremely intoxicating smelling”by an Alpha clone.

What if all the clones are vampires except for the Bad Batch? They are willing separate from the rest of the clones to prevent blood drainage, Especially Hunter for his blood was described as “singing”, “taste so much better than it smells” and“extremely intoxicating smelling” by an Alpha clone.

Ok so first I LOVED this prompt, like I'm straight up going to make an au of this.

"Yandere" vampire clones Au or maybe just Vampire clones Au (cause I'm so good at making au names)

Warning, there will be slight clonecest and a bit of manipulation

Ok so this is going to be a sort of headcanon thing, so hope you enjoy

So here I am going to make it so that the bad batch, in general, have some sort of incredibly tasty blood

Hunter has the most delectable blood

Crosshair is second

Tech goes next

Wrecker is in fourth place

Although this can vary from clone to clone, but even then every single one agrees that Hunter's is the most intoxicating and delicious blood they have encountered

The reason why they aren't vampires is that the Kaminoans needed them to be a bit more adaptable than vampire clones are, in terms of not reading blood, not losing control in extreme cases, etc.

The bad batch does keep their distance and so does the rest of the GAR since they are aware that they can seriously injure the batch, but they still hang out, although the batch has as a personal rule to always be all together when they hang out with others, mostly for safety

Although they have given their blood to some VERY close and trustworthy clones, for example, Cody and even 99 who they had to almost force because he was almost starving due to the mistreatment of the Kaminoans and he obviously hid it and no one noticed except Hunter who alongside the batch helped him (this is before they were called clone force 99 so before he died)

The bad batch was also very close to some of the Alpha clones, who were the first clones they interacted

Hunter was fed off once by Fordo when they got stuck in a mission and Fordo was on the brink of death

This made Fordo bond in a way with Hunter since it was the first time he had fed off of someone and not of blood bags and when he could he would have Hunter by his side at all times.

Fordo began to feed off Hunter more and more and became more possessive, Alpha 17 intervened in time to separate both and remind Fordo what would happen to Hunter if he didn't manage to reach the Kaminoan's expectations due to being too weak from Fordo feeding too much on him

After this 17 had a chat with the bad batch and explained to them how intoxicating their blood was to the GAR, especially Hunter's, and that Fordo hadn't really noticed since he had become intoxicated with Hunter's without even noticing all the way back to his first time feeding off Hunter.

With this new information they became more careful and distant of the rest of the GAR, they had almost closed themselves off before Cody noticed them, and began hanging out with them

This made them not close themselves off permanently but simply be more distant

It was actually Crosshair who gave his blood to Cody

Why?

Cause the boy had a crush on Cody, it was more of a puppy crush, but the reason he gave Cody his blood was that he thought that Cody would only be interested in his blood.

Cody of course told him otherwise, and actually handled the small crush fairly well, letting Crosshair go through it and soon get over it

But this kind of backfired since not only did Crosshair not outgrow his crush but Tech and Wrecker joined in with their crush

The only one who didn't have any crush was Hunter who in general was not interested in any of that kind of thing

And it got to the point where Cody went and told them that they would outgrow their crush but under their insistence, he said that he would consider them after they grew up

And so they did

They grew up crushing so hard on him they could have caused a full-on extinction cataclysm

And Cody is a man of his word so he gave them a chance

And now that he has given them a chance they are going nowhere he is stuck with them until the last star of the galaxy goes out

After Echo joins the Batch it's actually Hunter who gives him blood when the blood bags Echo is given aren't enough

There is more a sibling bond in this since Hunter trusts Echo to not try anything like Fordo did years back

Echo is very grateful for the trust he is given

This helps them grow together and strengthen their friendship

Fordo IS jealous but he knows it's for the best

And that is all I have for the moment, may update but who knows

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