#clone sergeant hunter

[toutorii]

"Here, give me your hands"

Hunter getting migraines from his heightened senses is something I didn't know I needed in my life 😭 When I was little, I used to get BAD headaches, so my mom would take my hands and push on these pressure points to make the pain go away.

I know this is Medic!Tech back to back, but I just have a feeling that this is how he shows his love for his brothers 😭

Week 3: Main Prompt

@summer-of-bad-batch

[momojedi]

Echo & Rex, Tech & Hunter, Wrecker & now Crosshair.

Clones in their civvies is the hottest shit ever.

credit: @/mrs.1409 on TikTok

[hahaha1d0that]

DON’T COME FOR ME GUYS… but I will admit that I am a fan of Star Wars AND Star Trek. I’m currently doing my first watch of Star Trek: Voyager and I feel like I’ve discovered a secret that Dave Filoni has been keeping from everyone.

Now look and this and tell me that he didn’t get his inspiration for TCW characters from VOY…

The Vidiian’s symbols from VOY “Faces” are VERY similar to Ahsoka’s facial markings and the Fulcrum symbol.

While there’s a little less evidence for the Hunter/Chakotay comparison, I still feel like this is very derivative. Chakotay’s Indigenous tattoos in VOY “Living Witness” may have inspired Filoni to give Hunter a similar half-faced tattoo, especially because the Māori have cultural facial tattoos as well. Their color schemes being red also seems like an interesting parallel.

There’s a good chance that Filoni grew up on trek and is a closeted Trekkie. Thank you that is all.

[leapingbadger]

I just want him to be real. Is that so much to ask?

[jedi-lothwolf]

Febuwhump Day 1: Pick Who Dies (Alt Prompt 3)

Fandom: The Bad Batch

Summary: After the batch is captured, Crosshair makes Hunter choose between his batchmates. Kamino never looked so cold.

    The training facilities on Kamino were one of the only places on the watery planet the Bad Batch had ever liked. However after being captured by the empire and brought to the citadel training simulator, Hunter wasn't so sure they would have that same safe feeling they used to in building. Crosshair stood on a platform with his rifle off to his side.

    Hunter looked around Wrecker and Tech were off to his left and Echo stood in his right. "Bring them here." Crosshair said as he stepped off the platform, rifle in hands. "Leave Hunter."

    The soldiers took the clones a few feet in front of Hunter, made them face their Sargent and forced them to their knees. Echo looked uncomfortable with his legs under him. "What is this?" Hunter inquired.

    "Sometimes the leader has to make hard decisions." Hunter didn't say anything about his statement. Hard decisions were decisions he was used to making. "You have to choose."

    "Choose what?" Hunter asked uneasy. His eyes flashed over his batch as he made sure they were okay.

    "Pick who dies, Hunter." His words were full of malice.

    Wrecker looked around. "What the hell?" Echo and Tech looked at each other quickly before looking back at Hunter who looked surprised.

    "No. No one is dying." There was an unsettling worry in his voice that made the others nervous.

    Waking closer to Hunter, Crosshair smiled at a sickening smile. "It's that or they all die. Come on Sargent, pick."

    Remaining silent, Hunter looked past Crosshair to the rest of his team. There was no way he could choose between his batch. Even if Echo had only joined them a year or so ago, he wouldn't dare betray him. He was family just like the rest of them.

    Getting more and more uneasy, Wrecker started to stir. "This isn't funny Crosshair." He chuckled.

    "Oh, I didn't know it was supposed to be."

    Tech was the first one to realize he truly meant for Hunter to pick between them. The consequences of not picking someone to die may be grave for all of them. There were few words to put the thought into that Tech could even think of forming. With a distressed voice he voiced his concern. "Hunter, I do not believe he is lying."

    Looking at Tech, the others saw the betrayal in their brothers eyes. It was always hard to know how Tech was feeling but right now all the hurt he had been carrying around reflected on his face and skin. Reality settled into their minds.

    Closing his eyes, Hunter tried to figure out what to do.

    "You can't be serious." Wrecker yelled.

    "This isn't you, Crosshair." Echo sighed. "Who's orders are you following?"

    "My own."

    Opening his eyes Hunter stared at the man who was supposed to be his brother. "What?"

    "This is my own plan. I will break you for your betrayal." Crosshair was standing face to face with Hunter now.

    "You." He snarled, angry at what the imperial said.

    With a heavy sigh the sniper punched Hunter who fell back into the soldiers that were supposed to hold him still. They shoved him to the ground where he stayed. "Wrong one."

    "Me."

    Hunter's words hung heavy in the air.  The rest of the batch looked at each other, trying to come up with a plan.

    Crosshair grabbed Hunter's face. He tried to get away from him but his fingers dug into his chin and cheeks. "You know exactly who I mean." Trowing his face out of his hand he turned to the batch. "Pick before I kill them all."

    Grabbing the soldier behind him, Wrecker tossed him over himself before standing. Before he could react the man had a gun slammed over his head. Blood ran down his face as he tried to look back up at his brothers.

    Before anyone else could move, guns were placed at the back of their heads.

    "Choose Hunter!"

    "I can't. You know I can't. Give it up." Hunter noticed his body didn't seem to want to breathe.

    "Remove Echo. It's too easy if he is part of the equation. Let's make sure this hurts." The soldiers dragged him away from the other two. However he didn't go without a fight. While he didn't escape, the effort was appreciated by the other two members of the batch.

    "Let's talk." Echo tried to make peace. "This isn't what you want to do."

    Ignoring him, Crosshair kept his attention on his eldest brother. "Ten."

    "What?"

    "Nine."

    "Stop that."

    "Eight."

    Trying to get up, the soldier behind Hunter grabbed his hair and shoulder and forced him to stay in place.

    "Seven."

    "Crosshair stop!" Wrecker yelled out.

    "Six." He hist.

    "Enough."

    "Five."

    "Counting is childish. Stop this." Tech added.

    "Four."

    The number was at the end of Crosshair's CT number, Ct-9904.

    "Three."

    The end of Wrecker's. Was that all they were to Crosshair now? Numbers and enemies to be killed off?

    "Two."

    The end of Tech's CT. "Stop!" Hunter yelled shaking. "Stop!"

    "One."

    The end of Hunter's. Sometimes the leader has to make hard decisions. That was his job as a sargent.

    "Okay!" Hunter's voice broke into something of a sob. The noise rang through the training corridor as he realized he was right about it becoming a place he would hate to think of. "Okay."

    There was a pause as they tried to figure out who would die that day. "Hunter?" Wrecker asked quietly.

    "Kill me." Hunter pleaded one last time. "The leader makes the hard decisions. Leaders put their team first."

    Shaking his head, Crosshair smiled. "I know." There was a moment of silence before he spoke again. "Kill them both." He said.

    "Tech!" Hunter screamed. "I'm sorry. I can't-" before you can finish speaking he broke into sobs that made anything else unable to be understood.

    Closing his eyes for a moment, Tech took a deep breath. "It's alright." Everyone was startled at Hunter's decision.

    The room was nearly silent. No one moved nor did they dare to. All that could be heard was the sound of Hunter's cries. It was impossible to breathe.

    In the stillness a door opened. Omega took advantage of the distracting situation to shoot at the soldiers holding her brothers. Surprised they fired back at her.

    Despite the noise, Hunter couldn't look up. There was hope for them now and it all started with a little girl they were yet to understand how she had changed them.

    Fighting back, Wrecker and Echo were able to get up. The stronger of the two got their handcuffs off of them. Tech followed and slammed his arm into a soldier's leg. Then he went over to record to also get his handcuffs removed. The men took their guns and stunned the rest of the soldiers, including Crosshair.

    Walking over to Hunter who was yet to move, Tech kneeled down to him. "It's okay." He put a hand on his shoulder. "I understand."

    Still sobbing, Hunter looked up at Tech. "I'm so sorry." There was no look of hate or anger in Tech's eyes.  Somehow that made it worse; the fact that he could accept Hunter choosing him to die without any anger.

    Grabbing him and pulling him close, Tech tried to console his brother. While he did you hurt he understood the gravity of the situation and the thoughts that could go into choosing him to be killed.

    "What happened." Omega asked distressed.

    "You don't wanna know kid." Wrecker said quietly.

    "We have to go. Wrecker, grab him." Echo spoke quickly.

    Trying to stand Hunter let go of Tech. However, he couldn't seem to get on his head. It was hard to understand why he couldn't pull himself to his feet. He hadn't been hurt so it had to be the mental destress that he was facing. Wrecker grabbed him and helped him walk for a while.

    As the batch got to the Maurader, they understood that Crosshair got what he wanted for Hunter. Their brother had broken him in a way that didn't know how to fix. He had placed a small distrust in Tech and an uneasy feeling over the entire family. It would take a while to heal for the situation he had so willingly put them in. With a shattered sergeant and his betrayed men, they left Kamino with one less room they had the ability to trust before the end of the war.

[toebeansandotherbaes]

Hunter sighed as he waited in the speeder for the drop off. "Fucking siths pit. If this guy doesn't show up in twenty, I'm calling it." He said into his comm, alerting his brothers. He hated waiting games, and wanted to get jobs done as quickly as possible.

"copy that," Tech chirped, his tone indicating that he was busy doing some kind of maintenance on the Marauder.

He didn't exactly like being in Mos Espa, let alone Tattooine. Too many slavers who would take one look at a clone and know they could make a lot of money. The fact that Hunter was the one out in the open made him even more nervous. Pleasure slaves were sought after, after all, and he was no stranger to wanted and unwanted advances.

[momojedi]

— LOSS topic. hunter x gn! jedi! reader

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type. one shot note. this is just a small drabble while i finish all the other requests i've gotten! yes, another tlou reference. my fist hunter fanfic and obviously its angst, ugh. this is set a while after omega's abduction. tech is alive. reader met the remaining batch while they were out scavenging for any intel on omega's location - they don't know about who they're looking for specifically, not her importance. warnings. angst, argument, hurt/no comfort, kidnapping word count. 1,135

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10%

I feel the familiar knot of anger boil in the pits of my stomach. It's been a little over a month since I decided to fall in with the three mercenaries that had happened to go after the same bounty as me. It was only when we had settled on splitting the credits that my blood had run cold the second their helmets were off. It had taken Hunter a lot of patience and persuasion to finally get me to lower my lightsaber.

Hunter and I had quickly clicked from then on. But as time passed, I noticed more and more how protective he became of me, giving me little room to breathe and jumping in to defend me despite knowing I could handle myself. When Tech told me about Omega, the girl they'd ben so invested in finding, my heart broke for him. A father figure and his daughter separated by a gruesome Empire? I quickly took pity on him, tried to accommodate his behaviour but when he'd taken a blaster shot for me during a difficult mission, I cracked. I'd screamed at him, scolded him for putting himself in danger for me before storming off, the desperation in his eyes burning itself into my mind.

I've been hiding in the Marauder ever since, trying my best to avoid Hunter in the guise of assisting Tech and Echo in their research while listening to Wrecker's quiet chewing as he devours ration bar after ration bark, much to his brothers' annoyance. But of course, he won't let that slide.

"[Name]?" I bite my tongue when I hear the creaking of the metal steps under his weight as he steps into the shuttle. I'm not sure I can stand looking at his hurt expression, nor the dent in his armour where the shot had hit. So, I sigh.

"I know about Omega, Hunter."

Hunter freezes when her name falls from my lips and suddenly the air grows tense. "What?" His voice is shaking, as if it were still trying to grasp a sense of understanding on what I just said. I sigh, setting down the datapad as the download I was previously supervising proceeds.

20%

"Tech," I explain, rising from my seat and motioning toward said man who curiously enough started burying his face in his own datapad, "he told me about her and━" "[Name]." I stop dead in my tracks. Never has my name been spat harsher than it now. Hunter's eyes are shut, brows furrowed as he speaks with a precision that makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. His tone is dangerous, almost threatening when he finally opens his eyes again, the usual warmth in his gaze gone.

"You are treading on some mighty thin ice there."

I bite my inner cheek, letting out a deep sigh before crossing my arms over my chest. "I'm sorry about her, Hunter, I really am," I hesitate for a second before meeting his eyes again, "But I have lost people, too."

30%

Hunter stares, a cold and piercing glare that I hardly withstand. He's seething, fists clenched at his side. Then, he opens his mouth and my heart stops━

"You have no idea what loss is."

My mouth goes dry. Echo takes in a sharp breath. Tech awkwardly clears his throat. The loud clang of Gonky landing on the ground makes it clear even Wrecker is taken back.

"What?" It's more of a heartbroken grasp for reality than a question but I speak it anyways. Hunter remains quiet. "Hunter, I... Are you serious?"

40%

I didn't break away from society, didn't remain on the run, didn't lay low for months to be met with this. I know Hunter's words are lead by pure despair and fury toward the Empire, yet they still affected me. And so they did, badly. Echo set his healthy hand on the sergeant's shoulder. "Hunter, I think that's enough━"

"No," I bark, dashing forward and driving an accusatory finger into Hunter's chest plate, "No, you listen here and you listen good. Everyone I have ever cared for, my master, my troops, my friends - all of them have either died being slaughtered by the Empire, or left me." A familiar wetness forms in the corner of my eyes as I blink back the tears. "All except for you!"

50%

I swallow the lump in my throat as my voice breaks into a sob. "So don't act like you can't be taken away from me, too, because truth is, it just hurts me more."

Silence fills the Marauder once more. I can practically feel the tension radiating off Hunter as he watches me. Finally, he moves, but his action brings more harm than good. He turns away from me. Before disappearing into the cockpit though, he halts and faces the side to look at me over his shoulder.

"You're right. I don't have to protect you. You're not our family, after all," he stops, letting the words sink in. Then, he shoots his final bullet, sure to leave a deep scar, "We're dropping you off on Koboh. From here on out, we'll be going our separate ways."

Download cancelled!

Then, the door slides shut behind him. I remain frozen on the spot, the stares of the other batch members fading into the background along with the datapad subtle beeping as the download stops. Echo is the first to move. "I'll go talk to him." When he too disappears into the cockpit, Wrecker is the second to find his voice. "It'll be fine," he tries to reassure me, laying a comforting hand on my back, "it's a hard topic for him, just ... give him some time."

The air around me suddenly feels stuffy, rendering it hard to breathe. I barely excuse myself and leave behind a confused Wrecker and a perplexed Tech as I rush outside. I don't hold back, stumbling through the woods, away from the shuttle, from the Batch, from Hunter. Away from everything.

It's only after nearing a cliff at the edge of the forest that I stop, catching my breath and falling to my knees. My stomach churns as I feel my world fall apart. The last time I've felt like that, I watched my fellow Jedi be slaughtered by their own men. I bury my face in my hands, salty tears clinging to my palms.

As my surroundings are darkened, I barely detect the imperial shuttle closing in on me from above. Only when the lamps power on, throwing a blinding light on me, I look up before swiftly being caught off-guard as the electrified net lands on me, partially knocking me out. Steps. A shadow looms over me, modulated voice barely drowned out by the shuttle's noise.

"Sir, we found the Jedi."

[lexavalon052]

I always forget to post on any site but insta. Incoming art spam- take some huntah

[hahaha1d0that]

Crosshair is so Joel-coded wow

interest check for devin’s apocalypse zine opens this week! @devinsisland

[mroddmod]

some more of my cadet batch au, ft. some clingy omega

[momojedi]

home is wherever i’m with you.

[meshla-cyarika]

Instantly thought this during this scene 💀

[carbon-corrie]

While Tech and Crosshair get into trouble on the Marauder, the rest of the crew gets into trouble elsewhere.

(I fear I made Hunter a teensy bit too short so please ignore that) (#shortking)

[kokosnusslos]

UGHHHHHHWHHEVEBENDKXLFLNENF

[mrs2224]

Hunter ❤️🖤

I haven’t drawn a clone in a long time but enjoy 😉

[cdblake1565]

What beautiful men. Dear Maker Fox has me just sooooooo………..

THANK YOU KAMINO