#the bad batch hunter

[madsayo]

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hemlock they just wanna talk:)

[nahoney22]

Alanah, my sweet, darling friend, congratulations to you on your many, many followers!! 💜💜 You deserve all of them and I'm more than delighted to be one of them!

My request is for Hunter (surprised? 😜) with the following 2 prompts, pretty please!

🫧15: “Smiling is the second best thing you can do with your lips.” (Fluff list)

🫧4: “The truth is I don’t hate you. I…I tolerate you.” / “I thought you were going to say love.” / and if I did?” (Enemies to lovers list)

Little angst wouldn't hurt, leading to something fluffy and nice...I trust you 🥰

I cannot wait!! 😆💜 Love you so much, bestie!!

Fall With Me 🌊

🫧 Pairing: Hunter X Female Reader

word count: 1.4k

prompts:

“The truth is I don’t hate you. I… I tolerate you.” / “I thought you were going to say love.” / “And if I did?”

“Smiling is the second best thing you can do with your lips.”

Summary: When paired up with Hunter for a mission, it takes a near death experience for you to say how you really felt about the Sarge… but you weren’t prepared for how you really felt either.

Warnings: Safe for Work, Little Angst, Fluff, Reader Is Scared of Heights, First Kiss, Mutual Pining, Female Reader. Not Proofread.

Authors note: I love you too bestie! And no, not a surprise at all 😉 Hope this is okay! Enjoy! Love you so much, thanks for always supporting me. 🩶

“And that leaves yourself and Hunter to pair up.”

After Tech outlined the upcoming mission, the realisation of being paired with Sarge left you feeling a tad uneasy. It wasn't due to any discomfort around him or found him horrible; in fact, quite the opposite. However, the thought of potentially failing in his presence was unsettling.

There had been occasions where you'd caught him casting a displeased glance, not directly at you, but in response to mishaps involving you. So, there was a heightened sense of pressure to perform well. But, you took it with a pinch of salt and hoped to prove yourself to him today.

As Hunter nonchalantly announced, 'Alright, let's head out,' you silently appreciated his professionalism in not opting to change partners. With a quick exchange of well-wishes, the team gathered their gear and set off, Hunter leading the way while you followed closely behind.

Navigating the outskirts of a dilapidated settlement teeming with mercenaries and rogues, Hunter paused to comm the others, prompting you to remain vigilant and on lookout. When happy that everyone was in position, he refocused his attention on you as he inquired, “Ready to get up there?”

Your eyes widened beneath your helmet as you nervously asked, “Up where?”

Stepping aside, Hunter revealed a rusty and precarious ladder partially concealed by vines. A surge of apprehension washed over you; it seemed that Wrecker weren't the only one with a fear of heights.

“Oh.” you involuntarily squeaked, hastily composing yourself. However, Hunter picked up on your hesitation.

“Don’t tell me you're afraid of heights too,” he remarked with a sigh, adding to your mounting anxiety about the partnership. Despite your concerns, you hoped he wouldn't view you as a liability. Before you could formulate a response, Hunter secured his backpack and tethered it to both of you, assuring, “There we go. If you fall, I'll catch you.”

Though his expression was concealed by his helmet, the gesture provided some reassurance and even added a little flutter in your stomach. You may be scared of failing him but that didn’t make him all the less attractive. As you glanced at the connecting cords and then at the daunting ladder, a knot formed in your stomach. “Do I go first?” you tentatively asked.

“Yes. Now, let's get going.” he instructed, giving you a gentle nudge forward.

As you began the ascent, your heart raced with each rung of the ladder you grasped, your gaze fixed firmly ahead, avoiding the sight of the perilous drop below.

"Keep going, don't look down," you whispered to yourself, your fingers gripping the ladder tightly, praying that each rusted bar would hold.

Halfway up, the realisation of the height hit you with full force. Two hundred meters above ground, you reaffirmed your determination but then, as your hand clasped onto the next bar, it gave way, knocking you off your balance.

With lightning speed, Hunter surged upward, positioning himself behind you and using his body to steady yours, preventing you from falling back. "Are you alright?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.

Speech eluded you, your chest heaving as the gravity of the situation sank in. Tears threatened behind your visor as you grappled with the near miss. "Just... give me a moment," you managed to utter, completely overwhelmed.

The sudden realisation of Hunter's close proximity jolted you back to the present. "Let's... let's keep going," you rasped, nodding slightly. Hunter obliged, stepping down but keeping a reassuring hand firmly planted on the small of your back, providing much-needed support until you regain your composure.

When you both finally reached the summit, you had to restrain yourself from collapsing to your knees and kissing the ground beneath you. Your limbs throbbed with exhaustion, and your mind reeled from the harrowing ordeal of nearly meeting your demise.

By then, a feeling of embarrassment washed over you. You watched silently as Hunter detached the cord connecting you both and proceeded to relay updates to the team. However, overwhelmed by a flood of emotions, you found yourself leaning against a nearby wall, sinking to your knees as you removed your helmet, frustration evident in the way your fingers raked through your hair.

As Hunter's voice filtered through the comm, he briefly looked at you and concern crossed his face. “Hold tight until we are able to move forward.” He relays to the others before he abruptly cuts off the transmission, takes off his helmet and approaches you.

"Hey," he said softly, drawing your attention, "are you alright?"

Though you wanted to respond with an affirmative, your throat constricted with unspoken emotions, preventing anything but a shaky denial. Biting your lip to stifle any whimpers, you just shocked your head but found solace in his company.

"Why are you upset?" he inquired, his confusion mirroring yours as you struggled to articulate your feelings.

Sniffling, you released a heavy sigh, avoiding his gaze as you confessed, "I just feel like I always mess up around you, and that I annoy you… and I just nearly died!”

Your words tumbled forth in a torrent of insecurity, your ramblings a desperate attempt to verbalise how you felt. However, Hunter remained patient, allowing you to unload your burdens until you uttered the words that hung heavily in the air.

"What did you just say?" he interjected, genuine confusion etched in his features. "You think I hate you?"

Meeting his gaze, you hesitated, uncertain of how he would react. "I just thought..."

"You thought wrong," he interrupted gently, a small chuckle escaping him. "I don't hate you. I..."

His words trailed off, leaving an unspoken sentiment lingering between you. He seemed in deep thought as he pondered whether or not it was appropriate to express how he really felt.

Perhaps not, and so he held back, his silence speaking volumes as he searched for the right words. But you stared at him, wondering what he was really thinking.

Catching your expectant gaze, he offered a wry smile. "I tolerate you," he quipped, the humour in his tone breaking the tension and eliciting a relieved laugh from you, tears wiped away.

"For a second, I thought you were going to say 'love,'" you blurted out without thinking, only for Hunter to match your unfiltered honesty.

"And if I did?" Hunter's response caught you off guard, his eyes widening slightly, but he didn't retract his words.

Tucking a loose piece of hair behind your ear, you tilted your head at him. "And do you?"

He visibly gulped. "I don't think it's a surprise that I'm not great with talking about how I feel," he admitted nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

Stunned, it took a moment for his words to sink in. "I don't know what to say," you whispered, completely bashful as your cheeks burned.

"You don't have to if you don't want to… I just thought you should know that my strict ways come from a place of me caring about you. A lot. I'm just not good at expressing things," he explained, his quiet vulnerability bringing a smile to your lips, a sight he secretly always adored. "I'm happy to see you smiling again. It suits you."

"Oh yeah?" you teased, mischief gleaming in your eyes as the newfound revelation sank in. "Your smile isn't too bad yourself, Sarge."

He chuckled, placing a hand over yours. The two of you gazed at each other for a moment, the mission completely on hold as you reveled in this new adventure. However, there was no hiding the signs of him looking at your lips and then back to you. "You know," he started, taking a nervous breath, "smiling is the second-best thing you can do with your lips."

Reading the signs and anticipation hanging in the air, you closed the distance between you, pressing your lips to his. Time seemed to stand still as the galaxy around you faded away.

He sighs against you, the kiss deepening with a loving desire. Your hands found their way to his face, fingers tangling in his hair as he pulled you closer. Hunter responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around you, holding you in tight as the kiss ignited a fire within both of you.

Lost in the moment, you explored each other's lips with a soft hunger that had been simmering beneath the surface. The kiss was electric, sending waves of happiness through your body, making your heart race and your skin tingle in excitement.

Finally breaking apart, you gazed into each other's eyes. "I've wanted to do that for a long time," Hunter confessed, his voice low and husky.

You smiled, feeling a rush of warmth flood through you. "Me too," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

Without another word, Hunter pulled you close once again, his lips finding yours in another searing kiss, revealing all the unspoken words. The mission could wait for a minute or two.

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[dindjarindiaries]

Oh pretty pretty please could I request a Hunter x reader with ❛ i didn’t know where else to go. ❜ where Hunter shows up to readers bunk/room with a migraine from his hightened senses? Maybe he's had a few of these before but this one is much worse (because of a mission gone sideways or something) and he just needs someone to take care of him that isn't one of his brothers (he loves them but they're way too loud for this kind of situation)?

Also, I just cannot express how much I enjoy your writing! I read through all of your Hunter works in one sitting a few days ago!

character: Hunter (The Bad Batch)

prompt: "I didn’t know where else to go."

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You were only half asleep when you heard shuffling across the floor of the ship. After you blinked yourself awake, you sat up on your elbow and saw Hunter making a cautious approach. His gaze was apologetic, but the pained creases at the edges of his eyes was what made you fully attentive.

"Hey," you greeted, keeping your voice hushed both to keep anyone else from waking and because of your own suspicions about whatever was bothering him. "What is it?"

Hunter was still more concerned about you. "Did I wake you?" You noticed he had to fight back a whimper as he spoke.

You shook your head and sat up, swinging your legs off the side of the bunk. "I was barely asleep."

Hunter sighed. He closed his eyes and lifted two of his fingers to his temple, giving it a rub. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." You tucked your hands under your thighs to resist the urge to reach out and soothe him with your touch. "Is it a migraine?"

Hunter reopened his eyes and nodded. His gaze was uncertain as it began to dart around the space. "I wouldn't have bothered you, but this one's... worse than usual." His eyes found yours again, and the desperation within his gaze nearly took your breath away. "I didn't know where else to go."

You offered him a reassuring smile. "Well, you came to the right place." You scooted over on the bunk to make room for him.

Hunter followed your lead, hopping up onto the bunk and hanging his head as if it was too heavy for him to carry. You twisted your lips and brushed your hand over his back.

"Rough mission, huh?" You had stayed back on the ship with Omega at Hunter's reluctant request.

Hunter huffed, then winced. "Yeah. You could say that." He lifted his forefinger and thumb to pinch the bridge of his nose. "There was a lot going on."

"I bet." Your nails drew soothing circles over the black material that covered his back. "Are you okay with me touching your head?"

Hunter kept his eyes closed as he responded. "Yeah." His free hand found your knee as he gave it a gentle squeeze. "I trust you."

That made your chest inflame with the sweetest warmth as you nodded and bit back your giddy smile. "Okay. Then my first idea is..." you paused, reaching up to untie his bandana, "loosening some of this pressure."

You set the red material aside and watched as his hair slowly slid back into its natural place. It made your smile impossible to fight.

"Are you comfortable laying your head on my lap?"

Hunter nodded, and he almost seemed to be fighting a smile of his own. You moved yourself back to where your pillow was, propping it up for your back to rest on as you sat criss-crossed and help Hunter to ease himself down. He kept his eyes closed as he did so, and the pained creases of his eyes slowly relaxed as you began to run your fingers through his hair.

"There you go." Your words were no more than a whisper at that point. Your fingers eased through the strands of his hair, being careful not to be too quick or too rough as you knew even this simple action had the potential to trigger his enhanced senses.

Hunter's hands were folded over his middle as his eyes slowly opened. He looked at you and let the smile he had been trying to fight spread over his lips. You returned the gesture before you could stop it. Your heart began to race just a little more when he grabbed one of your wrists to lower your palm against his cheek. "Thank you."

Your smile grew as you gently ran your thumb over his tattooed skin. "You don't have to thank me." You bent down to place soft kisses on each of his temples. "Just relax."

Hunter folded his hands again and closed his eyes. He let out a relaxed breath and aired out one last concern. "What if I fall asleep?"

You didn't bother holding in your giggle. "Then I did my job right."

Hunter huffed, and you were more than pleased to see that his expression of pain had been exchanged for one of pure satisfaction. It was just as sweet as the thought of him coming to you for help in the first place. You were just as much his refuge as he was yours.

[brainrotparsecsaway]

I guess I'm trying to manifest a good ending for season 3 with these doodles, I just want them all back together :((

[sweaters-and-vertigo]

the bad batch fans after every episode:

[crosshairslefttoe]

...

Happy second to last bad batch eve guys..

I actually don't know what I'm gonna do when this show is over, it's been such a big part of my life recently. Its helped me get through so much tough stuff that's happened to me, I really am gonna miss it so much

I just hope it's somewhat a happy ending for them, it's the least they deserve

[imdead2124]

Hunter: I’m an idiot.

Crosshair:

Tech:

Echo:

Wrecker:

Hunter:

Crosshair: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

Omega: We still love you!

[levi-venn]

Accolades

500 Words Timeline: Pre-Order 66 Era Bad Batch Summary: Hunter turns official accolades into something more meaningful for his brothers.

Clone Force 99 never accepted accolades. It wasn't their thing. After all, they were created specifically for the missions no one else could do. Being rewarded for it seemed pointless.

And Hunter didn’t disagree…

…but when accolades were assigned, he always ended up sneaking out after his brothers had settled in for the night to speak to Commander Cody. 

The conversation was always the same.

“I’m sorry your brothers couldn’t make it…again,” Cody would say, handing the medals over.

“Yeah, well, they’re tired from the mission.” One of many excuses he had given Cody during this war.

“Tell them that, on behalf of myself and the generals, 'Keep up the great work, soldiers.'"

“Will do, Commander.” Hunter always said this with a smile. 

Cody returned that smile. They both knew Hunter wouldn’t relay the message. They both knew these medals weren't for his brothers, they were for Hunter.

Hunter had a painted box full of medals and ribbons for each of his brothers.

There was a digital skull skewered by a lightning bolt on Tech's box.

A bomb with a happy face for Wrecker.

And a skull with a crosshair vector over one eye for his youngest brother.

Recently, he added a box for Echo too. He went with a blue handprint for his newest brother, to honor Echo's old armor before the Separatists took nearly everything from him. 

With the exception of Echo’s box, Hunter had been filling these boxes since they were cadets. Their earliest medals had simple accolades from simpler times:

“Fastest Swimmer” - Tech. 

“Most Bullseyes in 60 Seconds” - Crosshair. 

“Feats of Strength” - Wrecker. 

“Leadership and Valor” - Hunter

The accolades shifted after graduation. They came from dangerous missions that ended in violence. Assigned to a bad batch of clones who were somehow expendable, yet the only ones who could survive these impossible situations.

This last mission had taken their toll on the whole squad. Too many clankers, not enough intel, they won the day, but throwing medals at them felt like an insult, even if Cody's appreciation was genuine.

Hunter wanted to turn those medals into something meaningful.

And so, Hunter sat on his bunk, a small laser tool in his bandaged hand, etching over each medal with his own accolades for his brothers.

Tech was awarded “Shooting the most clankers while slicing an AAT-1 and throwing barbed insults at Echo”.

For Crosshair: “The most WIZARD precision shot through a tank’s barrel while spitting a toothpick in a clanker’s eye”.

Wrecker received: “The loudest laugh while mowing down four dozen clankers and eating a hamburger simultaneously”. Hunter still didn’t know where he got that burger.

And finally for Echo, “The most somersaults during a stealth mission while throwing barbed insults back at Tech”

Hunter hesitated over his own medal, as he always did.

Giving himself accolades never sat right.  He could never think of anything, anyway.

So he wrote what he always wrote: “This medal is awarded to Hunter for being the proudest oldest brother in this Badass Batch. I love you guys.”

He tucked the medal away in his own box, a skull with cross-vibroblades beneath it, and tucked it under his mattress with the other boxes.

One day, this war was going to be over.

And on that day, Hunter planned to give these boxes to his brothers.

He couldn’t wait to see their faces.

[little-stellabellum-blog]

Do I... Do I sense some sexual tension between these two?

[just-here-for-fic]

Y’all I have a bad feeling wrecker might be the one to sacrifice himself look at the last time they needed to blow up “little science experiments”

[sonicrainbooms]

oh, bad batch fandom, we're really in it now.

[purringysalamiri]

oh wow

oh

oh okay

[imabeautifulbutterfly]

Not Ready - Part Four

Summary: You come across someone unexpected, plans change. You make a decision that will affect everyone.

A/N: Hello lovelies,

Final part is here. I hope you all enjoy.

Love oo.

Italics - flashback

Warnings: Angst, deaths (canon), sacrifice, fluff, tears, fear, forehead kiss, feelings of guilt, fear, kiss, I think that's it. Let me know if I miss anything.

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As the path towards the Marauder became steeper Hunter did his best to help Omega along, also reaching out to help you up along the dangerous path. You were hesitant at first when he held out his hand to you, but as soon as your hand touched his - - there was a feeling of warmth and acceptance, it almost overwhelmed you how comfortable and right it felt to be holding his gloved hand. 

Despite how much he wanted to keep holding your hand, Hunter focused on leading the way, keeping both you and Omega behind him. 

It was almost an hour later when all three of you finally reached the hang. He froze as soon he peered over the hangar’s ledge, you could tell from the way his back tensed, something was wrong. 

The both of you slowly moved along the ledge to stand alongside him, as all three of you peered over the hangar’s ledge, your heart dropped as a cold sensation crawled up your spine at what you were seeing.

“That’s not good.” You whispered, your eyes meeting Hunter’s visor, your hand went to the blaster on your thigh, as you focused back on the hangar, making sure to take in the carnage before all of you.  

You counted at least eight stormtroopers on the floor, dead from what you could estimate. 

“What happened to them?” Omega asked her voice low, matching your own, as she looked around the hangar.

“Someone’s here” Hunter stated as he slowly lifted himself, he helped Omega up to the hangar level first, then he reached out his hand to you, guiding you up as well. 

Obviously, this wasn’t the time to be having these sorts of realization, but oftentimes when lightning strikes it does so without warning, and it was at this moment when you realized, you didn’t want to ever let his hand go; despite the fact you slipped your hand out of his.

As you looked around, a sickening feeling settled in your stomach. You kneeled down and checked one of the downed troopers, the blaster shot, and the way they were killed ringing a familiarity with you. 

“This wasn’t the scrappers’ handiwork,” you mumbled. 

“Wasn’t much work.” 

Your breath caught in your throat as you heard that familiar accent, your eyes slowly drifted up at the bounty hunter leaning against the entrance to the Marauder, you couldn’t see his face but you didn’t have to, you’d know that hat and voice anywhere. You straightened yourself, standing in front of Omega, Hunter shifted in front of the both of you, doing his best to protect you both.

“Omega. Get behind me.” It was all he said as he took a defensive stance, his hand hovering by his blaster. If you all weren’t in danger, you would’ve taken the time to appreciate the view, without him knowing. 

However, the last thing you wanted was for Omega to lose Hunter, and that’s what would’ve happened if he faced the bounty hunter. You closed your eyes, and resolved to do the one thing you avoided for so long.

“Cad Bane” you called out to him, moving to stand in front of Hunter and Omega. 

“Butterfly…” Hunter’s voice was low as he called out to you, you held out your hand to both him and Omega, telling them to stay put.

“Well if it isn’t my favourite slippery bounty. Long time, Butterfly.”

You took a shuddering breath nodding to his statement, “Who hired you?”

“Butterfly, you of all people know, that’s confidential information. Now hand her over. “

“She’s with us, and she’s not going anywhere.” Hunter defended, you turned to look at him, narrowing your eyes and shaking your head subtly. 

“That’s unfortunate … for you” Cad moved his hand to his blaster. He was barely 30 feet in front of you. There was no doubt in your mind what his next move was, and you knew him too well to doubt his actions.

“Wait!” You held out your hands to Cad, you wanted to do what you could to protect Omega, you didn’t want her to have a life where she had to be looking over her shoulder, like you were, “Take me instead!”

“What are you doing?” Hunter growled out.

“Butterfly…” Omega’s voice was soft and full of fear.

“Bane, you know I’m more valuable than she is. I was the bounty that got away, right? Let’s make it right. Right here. It’s me they want anyways, you know it, and I know it.”

“What are you talking about?” Hunter asked, growing more concerned about what you were about to do.

“Cad, you know a genetic scientist on the run from the Empire is always worth more than a little girl. Come on Cad, it’s a good trade. Prove to everyone else you’re not just a kidnapper of children.”

Hunter had enough, he grabbed your arm and spun you around, “What the hell are you doing? I’m not losing either of you.”

You took a shuddering breath as you gently pressed your hand against his helmeted cheek, “I … I did something unforgivable, Hunter; and if this can help save her ... I have to try. Allow me to make up for my past mistakes, please…”

Before Hunter could even answer you, Cad agreed.

“You got yourself a deal, darlin’. But I don’t have all day. We have a schedule to keep.”

“Alright just … five minutes. Just give me five minutes, please” you looked at Cad pulling your hand away from Hunter’s helmeted cheek. Bane simply narrowed his eyes but nodded reluctantly. 

You took in a deep breath, and gave a quick nod, focusing back on Hunter and Omega, “I used to be a scientist on Coruscant. One of my assignments was seeing if I could transfer M-cells into a person who has no M-count.”

“What’s an M-cell?” Omega asked.

“I don’t have time to go into it, but Tech can explain. Long story short, I figured out a way to artificially give some the ability to be force sensitive, but when I realized how big of a mistake I made it was too late. I did the only thing I could, I destroyed all my research and samples. Burned down the lab in fact. I’ve been on the run ever since.” 

You wished you could explain in more detail, you wished you could tell them you weren’t a bad person, you simply had been blinded by the science of everything. You wish you had more time to spend with Omega, and to have one last meaningful conversation with Hunter. However, Bane was a stickler for a time, the longer you took the more his patience was wearing thin. 

You kneeled down, and looked Omega in the eyes, “I’ve done a lot of things wrong, M. A lot. Let me do one thing right. Let me give you a future.” You pressed a kiss to Omega’s forehead lingering as you held her close, “Thank you for inviting me into your family. It was nice to feel wanted.” You pulled Omega into a tight hug, “Look after your brothers, keep practicing with Vala.” 

You moved away from her not wanting to see the tears that were streaming down her cheeks. You took a shuddering breath, as you stood face-to-face with Hunter, cupping his helmeted cheeks. 

“I told you it was better if you didn’t know.”

“Don’t do this,” his hands rested on your shoulders, “we can figure something out, just … don’t - don’t go…”

You smiled as you tilted your head, pressing a kiss to his helmet where his mouth would be, “Don’t let her feel guilt over this, it’s no one’s fault. It’s my decision.” 

You walked away from them, your hand lingering for as long as it could as it glided down Hunter’s arm, until all you could feel was the tip of his fingers before you let go completely, not looking back. 

Hunter watched as the bounty hunter clamped cuffs on you, his heart broke, all this time, all the arguing and he just realized how much you truly meant to him, how much he needed you by his side. 

“NO! You can’t take her!” He pulled out his blaster, but as fast as Hunter was, Bane was faster. 

Before you even registered what happened, all you could see was Hunter on the ground, as smoke rose from his chest.

You and Omega screamed for Hunter, you kept screaming and watching as Bane dragged you away, leaving Omega alone as she shook Hunter repeatedly, calling his name with desperation as she tried to wake him up. 

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[dindjarindiaries]

Hunter Bad Batch this episode:

Me:

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MOVE RAMFART IM NEXT IN LINE!!!!!

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