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Crosshair, at Starbucks: The cappuccino is for my brother. Could you put his name on the cup?

Barista: Sure, what is it?

Crosshair: Slut

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I'm in the Hunter needs to sleep Clan.

Everytime I draw something like this i'm Cracking up while i post it, Its kinda stupid.

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Local Florida man does the unthinkable and “Mario stomps” on a crocodile to save Florida man #2

i’m sorry but this is all i could think about when he jumped in 😭💀

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wrecker over the comms with fennec:

“YOU HEARD ME!!!”

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Lesson: Never swim in a Florida lake. Meditate instead.

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on topic of things that are plaguing my mind this evening is that dozen of completely normal looking office chairs, on wheels nonetheless, they brought out of nowhere and set up in the middle of a hangar in season 1 just for a 5 minute debrief

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omega: *showing off batcher*

omega: can we keep her?

wrecker: hunter’s allergic

crosshair: hunter can stay outside

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The way omega grabbed his hand and turned it over? The way that his shake is something he groans about so often but the second she turned it over and adjusted, he became dead silent until he started the breaths and exhaled? And how he exhaled the second she grabbed his hand because ‘what is she doing’. The shock on his face?

Sure, he’s used to being a soldier. Used to being thrown around and fought

But nothing beats a gentle hand, especially after all that Crosshair has been through. Tantiss. Whatever horrible trauma they put him through. Whatever they did to try and turn his brain to mush so the Empire could use him.

Nothing beats the way that Omega has been loyal to him. The way she’s tried her best to help him. The way that she doesn’t leave him

Loyalty really does mean everything to the clones. And when it comes from a kid like Omega who has been nothing but loyal and consistent with him for over six months, it’s somehow a little more special

She saw him at his worst and was still loyal. Still talked to him. Still called him her brother. And despite trying to push her away and telling her that he belonged in there, she persevered

Who is he to turn down a gentle gesture? Who is he to turn down, arguably, the most gentle physical gesture he’s ever received?

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When Hunter and Wrecker get back to Pabu

Hunter: How did you convince him to get his hand looked at?

Omega: What? Was it supposed to be hard?

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Wrecker holding up that space water gator:🥺

Hunter: Wrecker...no.

Wrecker:🥺🥺

Hunter: It tried to eat me. Whole.

Wrecker: *laughs* You're so tiny it probably coulda

Hunter:*glares*

Wrecker:*pouts and mumbles* Omega got a buddy.

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They’d already been to Kashyyyk before, remember? Wrecker said ‘it had been a while’

I kinda love how jealous Crosshair seemed to be that Omega went to Kashyyyk and he didn’t.

He strikes me as someone who likes jungle terrains even if you can get lost in them.

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Ohhh can I request “i’ve always thought you were the most beautiful person in the world.” dialogue prompt with Hunter?

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Hey Lovely! Thanks for the Prompt! It took me a minute, since I wanted to make sure I got Hunter's voice right. (You can be the judge of that, though.) I hope you enjoy!

Rival The Stars

Hunter x Reader

Warnings - SFW, Mostly just fluff, Light Kissing

You and Hunter take cover behind the dilapidated remains of a wall. Hunter holds up a fist, signaling you to hold position, and speaks into the comm on his wrist, “Wrecker, we’re in position. Get those charges set and get out of there!”

Wrecker’s laugh boomed out of the comm, “You got it Sarge!” Hunter rolls his eyes and sighs, but you can hear the soft smile in his tone.

Hunter leans his head back against the wall, breathing deeply, and strengthens his grip on his blaster. You take the moment to breath yourself as you wait in the relative calm before the storm.

“AAAHHHHHHH! HAHAHA! YEAAAH!” The sound of Wrecker’s crazed laughter breaks through. You look around your cover and see Wrecker, running full bore towards your position. Hunter grabs your arm and yanks you upward, “Time to go!” The three of you race, full speed, to the evac point. “Tech! We're headed to the evac point!”

The Marauder comes into view hovering over the ground, you jump onto the ramp and Hunter’s hand grips your arms on either side to stabilize you when the ship lurches into movement. “Now, Wrecker!”

“YEAH!” Wrecker exclaims and presses the button, setting off the biggest explosion you’ve ever seen in your life. You could swear you feel the heat on your back as the ramp closes behind you. You, Wrecker, and Hunter all rush to the cockpit to observe your handiwork. Wrecker removes his helmet, revealing his childlike wonderment and glee, “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful!”

Hunter sets his helmet aside and slaps a hand across his brother’s back, “Yes, yes, it’s beautiful, Wrecker.” But oddly, he isn’t looking outside the cockpit. His eyes lock with yours and you offer him a soft smile.

“Nice job, boys. Mission accomplished.”

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It was a long journey through hyperspace to the squad’s next mission and Hunter had ordered that they all take the time to get some rest. You’d slept fitfully until eventually, you gave up with a sigh. You rub your face and rise out of your bunk, keeping your footsteps light to avoid waking the others, and head towards the front of the ship. Hunter was manning the cockpit and after a moment of consideration, you enter and yawn out a sleepy “Hey.”

“Hey. You should be sleeping.” His voice was low and soft, it washed over you like a breeze.

“Hmm. Can’t.” You shrug, and your lips curl up at the note of concern in his voice, “I’m alright Hunter. Can I join you?”

“Yeah, sure.” He gestured to the empty copilot seat, “We’ll be entering orbit soon anyway.”

You sit in companionable silence for a while, watching the stars streak by and listening to the hyperdrive hum. It might’ve put you back to sleep if you weren’t so keenly aware of Hunter’s presence beside you. Glancing over, you take in the strong profile, illuminated by the streaking light from space. He had taken on a softer countenance, as he usually does when the whole squad is together on the Marauder - safe. Hunter shifts and starts pressing buttons, preparing to transition from hyperspace to standard flight. It is then that you notice the change in the hum of the hyperdrive, a slightly slower rhythm, and you brace yourself for the shift to standard light. “I’ll go wake the others. Want some caf?”

“Sure. Thanks.” He says, still busy with the navicomputer.

You stick your head into the bunk area and shout, “Rise and shine, boys! We’re entering orbit momentarily.” Wrecker is the first to move, stretching wide and hopping off of his bunk with a dull thud. “We're there already!?” He bellows, resulting in pained groans from the others.

The smell of caf fills the ship as the crew stirs from their bunks and begin preparations for landing. You grab two cups and rejoin Hunter in the cockpit, he takes his with a quiet thank you.

You look up through the cockpit and gasp, “Wow! I’ve never seen so many stars!” Hunter regards you and smiles, “Huh, It is beautiful, isn’t it? With all our missions, you kind of forget to look.”

“I don’t think I’d ever get tired of this view.” You let out a sigh and lean back against the chair.

“Yeah, I know what you mean.” He spoke quietly, a smoky depth added to the words and a heavy tension hung between you.

Hunter’s eyes were focused on your face, his gaze darkened with something you couldn’t make out. “You’re…You’re not even looking at them, Hunter.” You found it hard to speak and you certainly couldn’t look away. Why was your mouth suddenly so dry?

“I wasn’t really talking about the stars.” There it was again, that low voice, the hooded look.

Wrecker shouts from close behind you, breaking the tension, “Why is the caf always so much better when you make it?”

The moment is gone, the spell is broken, and you give Wrecker a light punch on the arm, “Probably because I actually clean it out before making a new pot.”

“Oh… Well, you should always make it then!”

You hear Echo chime in from across the ship, “Or you could just clean-it-out, Wrecker.”

“Uuuuh, where’s the fun in that!?”

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You're sitting on the grass, watching the sun set slowly over the trees. You hum to yourself a tune from long before, the lyrics lost to time. You pause as you hear footsteps approach, when  you turn you see Hunter, dressed down in his blacks approaching almost hesitantly. “Can I– join you?” A brushes a hand through his hair, his cheeks showing a slight flush. It is quite warm tonight.

“Please do!” you say, patting the grass beside you.

He sits next to you, leaning one hand in the grass and angling so that he faces towards you. “I was– hoping to talk to you about the other day.”

You suck in a breath and freeze. The other day– He takes a deep breath, “I wasn’t talking about the stars. There are billions of those - Kriff, if you ask Tech, he could probably give you an accurate number. But in all my travels, there’s only ever been one you.” He leans forward and his hand hovers above yours, he looks at you, waiting for permission. You nod and his hand covers yours, softly, gently, but solid. It sends shivers down your spine and your cheeks burn. ”I’ve always thought you were the most beautiful person in the world.”

You release a startled laugh, “Did you practice that line?”

Hunter rolls his eyes and places a hand gently beneath your chin. He leans in, face so close you can feel the heat of his breath, “I may have practiced a few times in the fresher. Now, can I kiss you?”A breathy “Yes,” escapes and Hunter crashes his lips into yours. You sigh into the kiss and it deepens in response. The sun continues to set over the trees as Hunter holds you in his arms – You, the one who rivals the stars.