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Mpreg Hunter. Any ship. Any of choice. Just Pregnant!Hunter. Smut. Mom smut. Anything.

You challenged me to make Rex/Mpreg!Hunter hot and then I went and wrote 1600 words of pussy worship.... oops?

Rex doesn’t make it to Pabu very often. There are a lot of reasons for that, dangerous ones that seem to crop up around every corner these days. He knows his presence could bring trouble, and he wants to protect those boys and girl as much as he possibly can. But when Echo is insistent about bringing him along for Pabu’s version of Life Day—a day of celebration and sunlight and not a blaster in sight—he can’t say no. Life Day indeed. No one thought to warn him.

All of them are tanned and smiling, even Crosshair has gained a golden hue to his skin. But Hunter? Hunter is glowing. His hair is a little longer now, tied back into a half knot. His skin gleams with vitality and the way his middle is swollen and round makes Rex’s mouth run dry. He wants to rub his hands all over that bump. Wants to feel that little life inside move around. Wants to hang onto this moment for as long as Hunter will let him.

“So, which one?” Rex corners the sergeant after a nice meal out on the beach. He knows he is being impulsive, but he can’t hold the words back.

Hunter doesn’t pretend to not understand the question, “Don’t know. Don’t think it matters too much.” He is relaxed, happy, like this is the kind of question he is used to answering by now.

Rex tilts his head in agreement. This place and these people are a sedative to the nervous energy he always seems to carry around, and it is far too easy to imagine what it would be like to have a more permanent stake in it. “May I?”

That gets him a raised eyebrow but a gentle smile and nod too. Rex gently places one and then the other hand over Hunter’s gravid belly. His skin is warm under Rex’s palm and very quickly he feels a firm push against it, a solid little thump. He looks up at Hunter in amazement.

“She likes you.”

“She?”

Hunter shrugs. He is noncommittal but not unkind.

“What about her mama?” Rex’s eyes meet Hunter’s. They haven’t had these kinds of conversations too often, but he knows which words to use and which to swallow. He’s been well trained for it, same as Hunter. The Batch had offered their bed to him every now and again but he’d never taken them up on the offer. Now all he wanted to do was lay Hunter down on the nearest soft surface and show him just how amazing he really was.

It is Hunter’s turn to be amazed. “He likes you pretty well too.”

It was the answer Rex was hoping for, but hearing it still sends his pulse racing. He looks around, eager to make good on promises unspoken, greedy for what he missed out on this last year.

“Good. C’mon.” He’s careful as he grabs Hunter’s hand and pulls him into the house. He doesn’t miss the way the rest of the Batch smile knowingly.

Hunter is already stripping his shirt off by the time Rex has the door closed behind them. His chest is broader than Rex remembers, skin taut and tan over muscles that catch the evening light. Rex wants to worship at this altar, this impossible creature who he can’t believe is his for the taking. He grabs Hunter by the waist, kisses him hard and deep, feeling the way he melts and gives in to it.

“Rex,” Hunter gasps when he pulls back for air. “You—fuck.” Hunter lets himself be guided to the bed, fingers already working on his pants, but Rex is faster. Rex is determined. Rex wants to see and taste and experience every inch of him.

“Let me,” Rex growls, eyes blazing with a hunger that matches his voice, and he is peeling Hunter open, layer by layer, until every inch of him is splayed out and waiting, all for him. Rex pauses to take in the sight, to let it burn into his memory. Hunter’s skin is glistening with a sheen of warmth, his muscles making shadows in the dim room as he sprawls open. “So kriffing hot.” Rex descends on him with reverence and abandon, lips and hands moving over skin that is impossibly soft and hot under his touch.

He is all-consuming, applying his mouth to every inch of skin he can reach, feeling Hunter shiver and yield. Kissing and nipping at his pulse until it beats quick and sure beneath his lips. He wants to devour and savor him, wants to map him out with his tongue. He works his way down to his chest, teasing and tasting, finding those sensitive brown buds and giving one a tentative lick. That earns him a throaty gasp, a delicious sound that spurs him on. He licks again, more deliberate this time, and the gasp turns to a glorious moan as the lick becomes a gentle, insistent suck. Hunter arches into it, fingers kneading Rex’s shoulders, pulling him closer. Rex uses his hand to play with its twin, pinching and rolling it between his fingers, feeling Hunter’s body twitch and tremble beneath him. He switches sides, eager for more of those sounds, eager for all of it.

Hunter is making a noise he didn’t even know he could make, something between a whimper and a growl, and Rex is undone by it.He trails lower, tongue painting a path down Hunter’s belly, lingering at the line where skin stretches taut over his rounded middle. Rex nuzzles against it, kisses it, marvels at its fullness. “So beautiful,” he murmurs.

Hunter is panting now, eyes dark and wild, wanting and wanting and wanting. Rex can’t get enough of it, can’t get enough of him. He works his way lower, kissing a trail down to Hunter’s hips, his thighs, until he is right there.

Rex takes a moment to drink it all in, every detail of Hunter spread out before him. He is a feast, more than Rex ever imagined, and Rex wants to gorge himself on it. This is a memory he will keep forever, a sight that will haunt him when he’s off fighting battles, a sight he never dreamed he would be lucky enough to see in the first place. He presses his lips to Hunter’s inner thigh, then again, closer this time. He lets his breath fan over Hunter’s pussy. He can’t help the way his own hips grind involuntarily against the bed as he takes Hunter in like this.

“Kriff!” Hunter’s hips squirm and Rex can’t hold back a small smug smile. He is going to take his time, make Hunter feel this for days. With deliberate slowness, he runs two fingers up the outside of Hunter’s lips. Just a soft tease that makes Hunter whine in a way Rex will remember for the rest of his life, tattooed onto his mind. He wants to hear that sound every time he closes his eyes. He parts those slick folds gently, still running his fingers up and down, avoiding the tiny cock that he can see firming up. He takes each labia in turn, savoring the softness, and using his thumb and two fingers runs a gentle massaging stroke up and down before he touches deeper inside. Hunter’s breath catches and Rex knows that for once in his life, he is the one calling the shots. He is going to take Hunter apart, piece by piece, slowly and thoroughly.

“Reeeeex!”

The pleading cry only spurs him on, and he resumes teasing. He wants to keep Hunter on this edge for as long as he can stand it. The inner pink portion calls to him and the clean salty scent makes his mouth water. He lets himself have the tiniest of tastes, a quick, feather-light flick of his tongue before pulling back to drink in the reaction. Hunter’s hips buck and Rex is amazed at how sensitive he is, how much Rex can affect him.

Hunter is panting, voice catching, delirious with the teases. “Please,” he begs.

Rex wants to make a permanent home in that voice, that desperate begging voice. He gives another soft lick, then another, then another, until Hunter’s cries are coming in waves and his entire body is trembling with it. His mouth is everywhere, everywhere but where Hunter wants it most, and he has to hold Hunter’s hips down to keep him still enough not to buck right off the bed. When Hunter is finally keening and breathless, Rex lets his mouth close over the tiny cock and just holds it there, inhaling against Hunter’s skin, until Hunter makes a frustrated noise that has Rex nearly undone. Rex lets his breath ghost over him again, pulling back and then moving in closer, the warmth of it just kissing the edge of where Hunter needs it. He wants to hear every sound, watch every twitch, draw every single reaction out.

Rex can barely stand it himself, the way his dick is straining against his pants almost painfully, but he isn’t going to rush. He wants to savor it, savor Hunter. He flicks his tongue again and this time doesn’t stop, watches Hunter writhe as he slowly, slowly drags his tongue up and down the length of him. Rex is breathless with it, rutting against the bed to keep his own sanity. Hunter cries out again, half-sob, half-gasp, and Rex knows he will never get enough of that sound. He laps at Hunter’s glistening slick, tongue moving with more insistence now, more pressure, and Hunter’s hips buck again, his entire body tensing and quaking with it.

Rex knows he’s going to have to hear Hunter beg for it a thousand more times before he’s satisfied.

YOUR ART STYLE IS SO PERFECT ON HIM NGHHHHHHHHHHH

HE IS LIKE AN ANGEL HERE. SO PRETTY. SO CALM. SO GLOWY

the pregnant glow is real and Hunter BadBatch is proof

THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH

another preg hunter for @inkyclone99 ! thank you! 🫶

Here is our prompt list!! See y’all in July 😁❤️💀

Bottom Hunter Week Prompts!

Here are the prompts for the Bottom Hunter week! Reblogs will be done on the corresponding day, with late post reblogs starting on Sunday the 27th and continuing through the rest of July and into the beginning of August. Be sure to tag us and use the bottomhunterweek tag so that we can see everyone's creations!

Apologies for the OOC, it’s clone cats！

Yo guys, guess what I’m participating on 😄❤️

Bottom Hunter Week 2025

Hello Sergeant Hunter fans! Welcome to the beginning stages of the first Bottom Hunter Week, an event dedicated to Hunter being the pillow princess he deserves to be, in as many ways as possible. Right now, it is a tentative plan to hold this week in July (as well as the cute/joke suggestion of September 1st, because he is CT 9901) With no concrete date selected, we wanted to get input on which week you think will work best.

(Thank you Inky, for the adorable Hunter sketch!)

HE LOOKS SO MAJESTICCCCCCC THANK YOU SO SOS OS MUCH FOR THISSSSSS

Omega so chubby…….well fed baby…..the way he looks at her….AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

momma hunter for @inkyclone99 !! thank you for commissioning me 🫶💕💕

Happy Valentine’s Day from the sergeant of the Bad Batch! ❤️

Dashing the beautiful outfit designed by mochiluxe on Instagram <33 wasn’t exactly planning a drawing for today (Brazil’s Valentine’s Day is in June), but, well I got inspired~

Hunter is forever my most inspiration 🥰

Hunter’s types are big soft men and women that can beat him to death. Relatable.

And Ofc it goes both ways. How could it ever?

Throuple with big tiddies is a good dynamic.

Hunter looks so impossibly gorgeous in the new comic

God knows he would come out the best in a 2D style and this DELIVERED BY GOD. I might change my pfp

What a good day. YALL LOOK AT MY WIFE

Self indulgent art I did for my own bday (January 21st, I’m very slow)

Yes. The Kamata-Kun ass in the middle is me. That’s my true form. Just with my two wives rn.

💙✨❤️

Helloooo gang!

New fic uploaded~ now feat. @binkyisonline beautiful art <33

Echo x Hunter! Omegaverse! Mpreg! Smut! Heat!

What more can you ask for??

Apparently I can post this! 😁

January!! My birthday month!! And the month I illustrated for @clonefandomevents ‘s calendar 🫶

Ofc it had to be my darling Hunter…I’m not made of steel~

AJSHSJSBAJ THANK YOU

All that you mentioned plus my god that body. That waist was made to be held

That nice ass to be pounded…imagine wasting that gosh…

Let Hunter be a pillow princess ✊✨🎀

(Lol randomly recommended to me I saw my pfp and got a jumpscare ajsbsbbssbbs)

Maybe I should write Hunter getting to bottom for once.

*looks at Crosshair*

Never mind.

Saw this meme going around Twitter and Ofc I had to do with my t4t goodness 🥹

Had to add the second panel too cuz even if she looks nothing like him, Hunter loves Pan so much. His adorable chubby marshmallow baby <33

Meanwhile Asajj is just very proud of her genes (and that she is glad she could give Hunter this opportunity)

Again, they ain’t together in the AU, but are very much besties with maaaany benefits 🤭

First drawing of the year, so Ofc here is my muse 🫶

Love my babygirl to bits. Me thinks he deserves comfortable clothes, pretty too. Pastel pink would look good on him <333

His body too…I might have perfected it. Just thinks 😳

Oh Hunter. My love. ❤️✨

New year, new stuff coming up soon

For now grab this silly thing 😝

Yes I got myself very hooked with DanDaDan and I LOVE all of the characters

Ofc I got inspired to make something silly with it

So here it is. DanDaDan Bad Batch (plus one Black Butler, check pinned) AU…AKA, the AU where Tech looses his cock and balls and Hunter is a gyaru

• Bloodied Heartstrings / Michaelis Bros AU •

Completely sane not even slightly odd AU

I don’t. Even know where to begin with this one.

I guess. Maybe like. Ok. I have this DioJona fic called Bloodied Heartstrings on ao3. It’s about Jonathan being revived as a woman by Dio, giving JoJo the body of a woman during SDC (JoJo in that is a trans lady but is still figuring it out)

This fic is kinda like how I like my taste of DJ. It’s fun with all the lil alts it has. Trans lady Jona supremacy. Dio is the ally

Anyway there is a lot here including the crossovers. Kuro makes some sense but I’m aware Star Wars is one hell of a stretch. So under the like Imma explain. It’s a LOT.

Ok. Let’s start from the very beginning.

Yes. The Joestars and Phantomhive are related. But it’s pretty distant enough they know each other but not that close. Claudia and George are cousins.

Mary Joestar is alive and well, because she is a vampire. Yes. She was turned by her own purchase, the mask. And when the carriage crashed, she got in a primal instinct of hunger due to all the blood, and to protect her son, she ran away. (And I hc she was the one that brought the star birthmark to the family, which is very convenient for the Joestars)

Now here is where crossover starts to kick. Dio is not Dario’s son.

He is Sebastian Michaelis’ son.

Eleanor (maiden name Michaelis) Brando married Dario, but she later on was sold by him to work at a meeting…said meeting of a cult. One that summoned Sebastian.

Out of everyone, he chose Eleanor cuz she was the purest (which in his vision, would make her more fun to corrupt and taste). She had very standards wishes, but the third one…she wanted a child.

She was over the age of a young maiden, and she was never able to bear Dario’s child. But she always wanted one.

So, for that, Sebastian gave her his child, later named Dio (because Sebas thinks he is so funny)

Sadly when Dio was 9, Eleanor got deadly sick, and by that point, Sebastian had no idea he had fallen in love with her, he didn’t understand those feelings. All those years with this odd family, he was never able to corrupt the nice soul of Eleanor Michaelis. So, when he devoured her soul, it tasted like splendidly sweet chocolate, which he hates to this day.

And sadly, he abandoned Dio after that. (Shame on you Sebastian) Dio was raised by Dario after that and we know how that goes.

JoJo canon goes JoJo canon, same old same old, Jonathan doesn’t know his gender yet all and all, marries Erina, gets killed by Dio

George II and Lisa Lisa get together, have Joseph, he dies and she disappears

Battle Tendency happens but with a twist: Caesar lives! And he and Joseph marry (don’t worry about homophobia world). Later they ask Suzi to be their surrogate and they have Holly!

Also to clean Joseph of being a cunt, Josuke is not actually a cheating baby…he is a accidental threesome baby. (CaeJose are bi4bi what can you do, lucky Tomoko)

Then my fanfic happens. BHS. Which, I KNOW, it’s not done yet I’m so sorry I’m so slow with it. But believe me, I have the end perfect in mind and I’m gonna spoil it. Sorry

Anyway, after being awaken (he never actually slept in the coffin) in “modern” times in Egypt, Dio revives Jonathan with a body that he always deserved, of a woman (who yes it’s Giorno’s shitty mom).

Fanfic happens fanfic happens they get together they fuck Jona gets pregnant.

Then, spoiler warning.

SDC happens. Dio was almost killed by Jotaro, but Jonathan got in the way and stopped everything (it will be cooler when written down trust)

No one dies too all Crusaders are fine. And it’s an awkward travel back to Japan

Because Dio does have a cure that doesn’t involve killing him and possibly Jona. The stand arrow

The stand arrow awakens Holly’s stand fully. Then Joseph is informed of a lil boy in Japan suffering the same thing as Holly. Realization hits the poor bastard and he sends the arrow to cure the boy

Also…yeah. JotaJona happens. Hear me out. They are so distant and at this point just not really related it’s FINE AJSBSKSNSKSJSKSJKSKSKS

I just really love this ship ok and I don’t have anyone else that I like to ship Jotaro with that much.

But first Giorno is born. He is actually a trans boy here just doesn’t reveal until later. Which is funny, cuz Jona was the last one to discover and understand too. And now she goes by she/her fully.

After some convincing and lil dates JotaJona also get together. Technically DioJotaJona Ofc but Dio and Jotaro still don’t really like each other. But they love Johanna (her new name), so they accept each other like a sitcom. A love triangle without the bottom one would say.

Then Jolyne is born, the most perfect descendant of Jonathan Joestar there could be in canon, is now her daughter. It’s poetic to me <33

And some time later the gen Z Jocelyn is born form DioJona. She is my lovely oc <33 more about her soon promise.

Now going to the Phantomhive fun. Grandpa Undertaker / Claudiataker canon. He hit that.

Anyway canon goes canon goes until the end cuz we have no clue how Kuro will end (though I’m certain it will end with Ciel dying as a child).

Here Undie is defeated and R!Ciel dies Fr this time. O!Ciel covers up saying he was an imposter. Then, he marries Ran-Mao (I have a fic about it, the only fic on ao3 without creepy Lau in the mix)

It’s my rarepair don’t judge me

Sebastian becomes merciful, letting Ciel have a full life before taking his life (he became a softie).

So, Ciel and Ran-Mao have twin girls: Claudia and Rachel. My girly Claudia becomes the Queen’s guarddog when Ciel is incapable of action, and Rachel goes on to have a family.

Years pass and nowadays we have Shiori Genpō. Yes. From the weird Kuro live action movie. She is CANON. And the current head of the Funtom company. (Also dating her maid who is descendant of Mey-Rin and Bard)

Oh and who is that plague doctor mask shinigami with oddily familiar eyes and hair color? Mmm I already spoiled enough here.

Ok. Now.

How the fuck Star Wars fits in this SHIT

Because like. JoJo and Black Butler. Odd. Sure. But somewhat fits in the same universe without contradictions. Mainly with Phantom Blood. (Jack the ripper being multiple killers would be canon here. JoJo Jack is the copycat)

But STAR WARS?

Isn’t that just the tism hyperfixation bullshit at it again?

…yes. But I also have an explanation to it…kinda.

Ok so. Earth is in the SW verse, but it’s SUPER distant from the Known Regions. Barely anyone knows about it and traveling there is almost impossible.

It is possible though, for supernatural beings.

Sebastian can travel around with portals he can create himself. It’s simple and fast.

After Ciel dies at 90s around of age, Sebastian has a lot of feelings to deal with. His love for Eleanor, his care for Ciel that allowed him to live longer…he needs to rediscover himself being more than a soul eating demon.

So, he travels around the galaxy.

Knowing new places, going in adventures, becoming a bounty hunter for funsies, stealing lightsabers and using them like child’s play without the need of the Force

One day, he meets Jango Fett. And Jango is SO IMPRESSED by this fuck ass Weirdo that he invites him to be a trainer in Kamino.

Sebastian goes why not and goes. But because of his abilities, the kaminoans are interested in using his blood to create an enhanced clone soldier, along with other blood donors for the rest of the experimental clone squad.

Sebastian, who is very conflicted with his humane feelings, accepts it. And even if the clone child only has like 10% of his blood just for his enhanced senses, he sees the clone child as his son.

And that son is Hunter.

Sadly, the kaminoans forbid him of interacting with Hunter, because of attachments and bs. While the other boys’ blood donors don’t give a shit, Sebastian does, and sneaks in to have some time with baby Hunter all thanks to Omega, who Hunter later adopts.

During the battle of Kamino in TCW, Sebastian protects Hunter and his brothers from the droids, and then…he disappears. He goes back to Earth.

Because he knew he wouldn’t be able to leave Hunter if he returned to him after That Day. He’d steal Hunter and raise him for the mistakes he did.

Yet. He once again abandoned a child. Because he lives in conflict.

Years later, after SDC ending, Sebastian reconnects with Dio (it’s VERY HARD as it SHOULD be), and then contacts with Hunter again (who is less hard Ofc, actually Sebas was his idol even without knowing their relation)

And there we have it. Ofc when it comes to Hunter the AU differs depending on which ship and kids I have with him lol. But the Earth part is mostly the same in all.

…so. Yeah.

There we have it. My fucking, weird ass AU. I know it’s a lot. It’s strange. Some would say bizarre. But it’s my baby AU.

I love it. I will most likely reference it a LOT. I might pin this too.

So. Yeah. Lol. Now you have context for my other post with Dio and Hunter lol

ALSO SUPER IMPORTANT FACT: Sebastian is Japanese (Yuta Furukawa) so both Dio and Hunter are hafus hehe

Soo @inkyclone99 posted a little fun thing about Hunter being the batch's boyfriend aaand it sparked this idea in my head. I'm leaving you the link of that post at the end of this oneshot if you want to take a look at it!

Here we have a TECH / (trans) HUNTER fic. It's playfull and dirty, hope you like it!

Xx, Blue.

PS. It's a long one, y'all. It kinda spiraled and went deeper into feels because I love them, your honor.

"KNEEL AND APOLOGISE" – TECH / HUNTER 🔥💖

WARNINGS: trans Hunter. Established relationship. Dom/sub dynamics. Hair pulling, choking, biting, oral and penetrative sex. Brief mention of somnophilia. Edging & cum control. Dirty talk. All of this things are consented even if that may not be explicitly mentioned in this oneshot (this scene comes from a long established relationship where they've discussed what the other is allowed to do and not and safewords. Do not try to do this in real life without explicitely agreeing on both parts and setting limits). Aftercare. Fluff.

Tech considers himself to be a patient man. He has to be. His mind works aproximately three times faster than the regular human; which means he usually has to wait a few seconds –or minutes, or hours, depending on the specific individual and situation– for others to catch up to him. It's a good exercise for patience as any; one he has practiced over the years. However, he has his limits; and Hunter is stubbornly making his way towards them.

He thinks he's subtle, with all this little touches and shy smiles he's been sending his way; but Tech knows better. He knows him better. And yes, Hunter might get shy sometimes –when the two of them are enjoying some free time in privacy, specially when Tech orders him to open his legs, to let him have a look at him–; but he's never really shy outside of it. He's a sargeant. Their leader. He's as self-confident and firm as any man in command should be. No; Hunter is attempting to achieve something else.

Tech had come up to that conclusion almost at the same instant that he had first started taking notice of all this little changes in his usual behaviour. It was not a difficult task. He has been dating Hunter for two years and seventeen days now; known him for much longer than that. Tech had always been curious about him –since the very first moment the kaminoans had pushed him and Crosshair towards the long haired boy and informed them they were to be a team–; and he has been able to satiate all of his intrigue by now. No other being in the galaxy knows Hunter the way he does; not even Wrecker or Crosshair.

Tech had refused to give him what he –oh so secretly and desperately– wanted. Hunter is used to being patient in the battlefield as well; weightening options and often needing to simply let time pass by for the most precise moment to spring into action to come. In their private sex life, however, Hunter is obnoxiously impatient; and Tech has tried enough times to correct that before to understand that he'll never be able to change that –it's just how Hunter is, passionate and fiery, propense to act impulsively and always trying to tug him into his vortex of burning, all-consuming sexual desire–. But Tech is still allowed to punish him. And he will.

It's not something that he has to fake, to act; he is angry. Annoyed. Irritated. Yes, Tech can understand Hunter's needs regarding sex; he has them too, after all. He has been wanting nothing more than to bend the shorter man over any surface available and rail him. Tug that slutty –delicious– waist back against his cock. But sometimes you have to push those needs behind you in order to do your job. Kaminoans turn a blind eye on the Batch more often than for other squads and companies –one of the few perks of their more visible individuality–; as long as their immaculate rate of success is not affected and they receive reports on a regular basis. In order for such rate of success to continue, therefore, someone has to do manteinance work on the Marauder –the ship that is as esential to their team as any of it's actual crew–; and that someone is none other than Tech. And Tech can't do that if Hunter's hands are periodically and "accidentally" rubbing against his dick and abdomen.

No matter how intently Tech is trying to ignore him and focus on the task at hand, his cock grows hard under the wandering hands; and temperature starts to rise in his body. He shoots Hunter an irritated glance and takes another look at his datapad; checking the backup energy system one more time to try to find the error and, eventually, fix it. He adjusts his magnifying glasses and frowns; eyes flickering over the diagrams and specs on the screen.

On the co-pilot seat, Hunter moves once again; extending a hand towards Tech to grab a second datapad on his other side and proceeding to caress a tempting "distracted" path over Tech's thighs. When Hunter grazes his fingertips over his cock and notices how hard he actually is, he pulls his hand back in false shock; looking at him in practiced embarassment and surprise.

"Oh, sorry" he begins, and the fact that he's actively pulling this little innocent charade in front of his face just makes something inside of Tech bubble with quiet rage. "I was just trying..."

Tech snatches his retreating wrist in his hand; barely turning to face him and ignoring Hunter's widening eyes.

"You've been trying to achieve this for days, now" he cuts his poor excuse off, voice calmy dangerous and eyes staring at Hunter in a calculating way –a gesture that kind of reminds him a bit of Crosshair–. "To get me hard and push me to my limit so I would finally decide to fuck you. Congratulations. I'm mad, and I feel very tempted to take it onto you. I recommend you get down on your knees and apologise. I might not be nice to you if you don't".

He pauses as if purposedly giving Hunter time to process the importance of his words.

Then, he pointedly adds "and I mean it, Hunter".

And the sargeant inmediatelly slips down towards the floor. He tries to control the small little grin that threathens to spread in his face; not wanting to anger Tech any further. He can be beautifully cruel when he wants to; and Hunter has no desire to being left without orgasming today –though the moment when Tech finally lets him explode after a few days of using him is tempting–. He can't help for some of that proud satisfaction to show on his face, though; he finally has what he wanted. He finally has Tech's undivided attention; and he knows he's gonna' be writhing in pleasure in no time. No one would have guessed, he supposes; but Tech is really good at the art of sex.

The man twists in the pilot seat, bracketing Hunter's kneeling figure between his spread legs; arching an eyebrow expectantly.

Hunter feels dizzy already. It's not fair the way Tech always manages to hold his form in this; the way he looks so unbothered commanding him, bringing him pleasure. He wishes he could save the picture of the man with his thighs spread sitting on that chair –his chair– forever.

"I'm sorry" he admits, his voice raspy from his spiralling excitement. "I know you have important things to do, and I should have been more patient and delayed my own needs for after you're finished with it. But it's been so long since we had some time alone together, and I... Want you. Miss you".

Tech forces himself not to sigh. He can hear some sincere honesty in Hunter's words. The man knows what he did; and even though he'll probably do it again in the future, at least he can understand that it is somewhat wrong. And Tech, too, can accept where he comes from. He wouldn't consider two weeks without fucking "too long", specially when they've been jumping from one battle to another one without respite for the last month; but he misses Hunter too. It's not like they've been separated at any point; but he misses the proximity, the intimacy. His kisses and moans and the way he makes him all but melt against him. And their little night talks. It's not only sex; he's in love, a fact that Tech had really struggled to understand and accept at first.

"You are surely aware by now that I do not ever stop thinking about you" he answers, his eyes attentively scanning Hunter's subtle reactions. "The fact that I have other things to work on, other priorities at the time, does not mean I want you any less".

It's beautiful what a few words can make on a human's body, Tech thinks, as he watches all of Hunter's muscles relaxing until he's almost falling forward in the "V" of his spread thighs.

Hunter has the decency to look a little guilty while he swallows and tilts his chin up.

"I know. I'm sorry for playing around with you" he repeats, then crawls forward just a few inches, adopting a posture they both know very well by now. "Please let me make it better, cyare".

Tech shivers. For all he is the dominating person in this relationship, at least in their sexual dynamics, Hunter still has some sort of power over him. He's only human too; and he's accutely reminded of that whenever the handsome man in front of him uses all those sweet little words and gestures with him.

Tech scans the way Hunter is kneeling at his feet. He's sitting on his toes, knees slightly spread apart and hands diligently clasped behind his back; needy –and now surprisingly peacefull– face tilted up towards him and dark chocolate eyes glinting with a passionate fire. Tech could ask him to do anything and Hunter will do it instantly. That's why he is constantly and subsconciously reading the signs to know if he's pushing himself further than he truly wanted, just because of what Tech wants to.

Tech's thumb carefully traces a path over Hunter's lips. He shoots him a firm glance.

"Open" he orders, quietly but firmly, because being dominant is not about shouting, but confidence. "Suck".

Hunter obeys, and Tech pushes his finger in; humming in aproval at the warmth of his mouth and the gentle loving way Hunter's wet tongue laps at him.

He plays with him like that for just a few seconds, delighting himself with Hunter's eager prettyness. Then, Tech draws his hand back and slowly pulls his blacks open; gently tugging the cloth forward so that his torso is finally revealed and tilting his hips up so that it rests under his ass. He closes a hand around his hard, long cock; and Hunter whimpers needily.

He's already sallivating thinking on putting his mouth on that. He wants Tech's cock everywhere.

Tech chuckles quietly and stares at him. He makes him wait for a whole minute while he teases himself with a few lazy strokes before giving him another order.

"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out".

Hunter's response is inmediate; wanting nothing more than to please Tech. This type of dynamic... It's a need that he had been forced to shove down deep inside of him; the few people Hunter had felt comfortable with sharing that he was a Variant had still expected him to take the lead. Because Hunter was a fierce, competent man; but oh, how had he wanted to submit.

And then Tech happened. He had been observing Hunter for years; drawing his own conclusions and observations. From one day to another, he had made him an offer in a very Tech-ish way; aproaching him calmly and directly and pointing out that he knew he was craving a different sort of sexual relations than the ones he was currently having, and that if he wanted to, he could give him exactly what he needed.

It had taken too many long seconds for Hunter to react; his brain shorting at realising that his vod –who he had always suspected to be either extremely picky or straightly asexual– was offering not only to have sex, but to actually dom him. His eyes had flickered over Tech's figure –he had always thought him to be the handsomest of the bunch, to be fair–: and he'd agreed somewhat hesitantly. Hunter had been unsure that Tech could live up to his promise; but one single night with him had been enough for the shorter clone to experience a taste of paradise. Of course, they has fumbled and messed it up on one ocasion or another in their early months together, still learning to read each other in that way. Then, love have struck them both; and now there was an easy understanding and constant sense of safety between them.

Hunter patiently waits with his tongue sticking out and forces himself to stay still while Tech plays with his face. He carefully slaps his cock against his tattooed cheek; directs his tip around so that he wipes the trail of precum on his skin. Tech then slowly rests the head of his cock on his offered tongue; and Hunter's throat bob when swallowing down and reminding himself he's not allowed to close his mouth around it yet. He breathes in and let's him simply stay there.

Tech smiles knowingly and asks him to lick him from base to tip; to leave his dick shining with his saliva. Then, Tech places a hand behind Hunter's neck and silently commands him forward; and Hunter makes a little pleased and relieved sound, happy to suck him up and bob his head up and down.

Tech lets Hunter have his fun at his own rithym for a while; something inside of him warming at the clear proof of how eager he is to please him, to take care of him. He wouldn't have to say or do a thing and Hunter will probably get him to his completion anyhow. It sends a spark of excitement through his veins; and when Hunter hums happily around his cock, Tech groans and clutches a hand tight on his hair.

"I'm going to fuck your face now" he tells him, standing up so that he can move more comfortably, Hunter adjusting his position accordingly.

Hunter thinks it's hot, the way Tech stands above him and feeds him his cock. He makes a little hum of agreement and allows Tech to push back and forward on his mouth like his personal doll. For a few minutes, Tech fucks himself into his wet warmth; had tightly clasped in a handfull of his long hair. His signature bandana is left abandoned on the pilot chair. Tech likes the sight of him with messy hair.

The taller clone slowly forces his mouth down on his cock until the tip is brushing Hunter's throat; the smaller man gagging in response and his nails flying to dig themselves on Tech's thighs in a pannicked warning.

In other situation, perhaps Tech would have punished him for that –for abandoning his position–; but he knows how much Hunter struggles with his gag reflex –no matter how hard he tries–, so he allows him to try to find some form of comfort in being in contact with his body. He caresses the back of his head tenderly; but doesn't let him go, speaking to him calmly and understandingly.

"Breathe in through your nose, Hunter" he gently directs him. "i know it's difficult, but try to relax around me. Calm down and just tale a carefull, slow breath in and out through your nose. Hold me there. I'm not moving until you do so".

It's both a comfort and a warning. He'll wait for Hunter to get used to it before pushing him further; but he's not going anywhere. Hunter's not making his way out of this. If he wants to, he can always safeword. If not, he'll stay right there crying on his knees with Tech's cock deep into his throat.

Perhaps it makes him more wet than it should; but Hunter is way pass the need to psycoanalize himself.

He closes his eyes and takes his time to focus on doing just that; taking tempting little breaths in and out from his nose, trying to ignore the way Tech's cock is burried inside his throat. When nothing else happens for a few seconds –because yes, Tech wasn't kidding, he's as still as a statue in front of him– Hunter gradually relaxes and calms down; carefully swallowing down –miraculously managing to keep his gag down– and finally opening his eyes to look at his boyfriend.

Tech groans. The sight is a sin; Hunter looks fucking delicious with his head tilted up, lips stretched around his hard-on, and wet tears falling down his eyes onto his sucked in cheeks.

He can literally feel his throat relaxing and accepting him; and he traces a thumb down one side of the man's face, tenderly caressing him.

"Kark, just like that, mesh'la" his voice is full of pride, and it instantly sends warmth and euforia through Hunter's veins. "You're so obedient. So fucking pretty with your mouth full of my cock".

Hunter whines, his throat contracting around Tech's erection. He had first thought Tech would be a silent kind of man; but of course, the man wasn't ever going to shut up just because there was sex related. Tech likes words and Hunter will be eternally gratefull for that.

"It's okay, it's okay" he hums in satisfaction, pushing Hunter's hair back from his face and caressing his face again. "Take a few deep breaths, darling. Then I'll slowly start to move again".

Hunter blinks as a way of nodding and keeps on breathing with his dark eyes fixed on Tech. The stare they share is intense. Tech's cock twitches in Hunter's mouth at how ruined and good the man looks.

"Again" Tech orders him, and Hunter stubbornly relaxes and focuses on his breathing while the taller clone pulls back and then carefully fills him again.

Tech moans and tugs at his hair gently, hips slowly starting to form a rithym back and forward so that he is finally fucking Hunter's face. He tugs at his hair gently, murmuring a "good boy" here and there while he finds his pleasure in the heat of his mouth. Hunter slowly slips into subspace, content with letting his body be used by his dom; eyes fixed in the pleasure of the man's face sluggishly. Tech looks beautiful throwing his head back and groaning; his impecable image crumbling and losing himself in pleasure.

Tech forces his cock down his throat, holding Hunter's head close to his pelvis until his nose is brushing against his heated skin; waits a few seconds until he gags and then he steps back and finally pulls out, letting him breathe.

Hunter pants, cheeks flushed and wet, a string of saliva still connecting his lips with his partner's cock. Tech cups his face in his hands and soothes him for a few seconds before tugging his body glove completely off his body and kneeling in front of him. He tears Hunter's clothes off too. When they're both finally naked Tech pushes him to lay against the cold floor.

"I think you've apologised good enough to experience some of that pleasure too, Hunter" he tells him, taking place between his legs. "Now let's see how wet you've gotten from just sucking me".

Tech swipes a hand through his pussy; Hunter moans and arches inmediately.

He can feel how wet he actually is. He's dripping; Tech's fingers sliding smoothly and almost too quickly with how slippery his folds are. His cheeks burn, a bit embarassed; but he knows Tech is nothing but proud and glad.

"Good" he answers quietly, glancing down at him. "You probably don't need any sort of preparation, but I'm still going to take my time".

Hunter knows what that means; and he whimpers needily. Tech teases his clit with the pad of his fingers; then travels back down to gather more of his wetness.

"If you had been a good boy all this days, I would probably return the favor, give you my tongue as well" he points out, eyes flickering to analise Hunter's face. "But I think this should be enough for now, won't it, Hunter?"

He slowly dips two of his long fingers inside of him; and Hunter clenches uncontrollably.

"Y-yes, Tech" he quickly replies, his pleasure rocketing. "Thank you".

Tech hums, pleased, and moves his fingers on little circles on Hunter's clit and ocasionally gives him his fingers.

Hunter grows impatient; squirming and bucking his hips up and down or on little rotations to try to find get more of Tech. The clone doesn't allow it, though; quickly trapping his legs with one of his and holding his throat down with one hand –the other never ceasing with his administrations–. Hunter can only moan and softly arch; and Tech keeps playing with his pussy for fifteen eternal minutes, bringing him to the edge more times than Hunter can recall and pulling back at the last second.

Hunter starts to cry; little whimpers and whines escaping his lips while he tries to have more of Tech's fingers inside of him –and oh, god, how he wished it were his cock instead– and on his clit. He's still a strong man, no matter how lost he is to pleasure; so Tech needs to apply real force to keep him in place. Hunter's body spasm; and Tech tightens his hold on his throat as a warning.

Hunter moans louder; his back bowing and his head thrown back, voluntarily showing Tech more of his neck. He wants more of that. He wants Tech to push him further. He wants him to break him, to make him explode, let him cum in his fingers and...

He can feel another orgasm aproaching, and Tech notices. He knows all of Hunter's little tales by now. How his breathing stutters, his eyes snap shut, the tiny frown on his forehead. The way his pussy clenches. He continues rubbing Hunter's clit; insistent and with a new purpose, now. He still wants to rail him and he doesn't want him to break yet.

"T-tech" Hunter whimpers, his voice raspy and barely audible against his hold. "I..."

"I know" he answers calmly.

He takes it up a notch; effectively cutting Hunter's breathing and focusing on his face no matter how hard his hips twitch.

Hunter's body experiences great pleasure while the lack of oxygen progressively makes his mind spin; both sensations mixing together until he can no longer differenciate in between.

"Cum" comes the firm command.

It's not a question or a sugestion. It's an order; and each of Hunter's muscles tenses before he's exploding in an bone-rattling orgasm. He's dripping, clenching like a vice around Tech's fingers –he doesn't even know when he pushed them inside of him again, but he's glad they're there, glad that he's not empty–; the sudden rush of oxigen back into his lungs making him whine and cum again.

He's left trembling, his body abandoning his painfull arch and dropping down onto the floor again; a welcoming cold against his back. He smiles dumbly, relieved, exhaustion and sleepiness invading him almost inmediately.

Tech smiles as well. That had been a beautiful orgasm; but he has not had enough yet. His cock is ready to burst; flushed red and imposibly hard, wheeping precum, and Tech needs to be inside of the smaller man.

"If you think I'm sated with this you're not drawing the right conclusions" he draws sarcastically, moving in between Hunter's wet thighs. "Luckily for you, I don't really require your active cooperation for this".

He taps the head of his wheeping cock against his pussy, spreading his precum around before placing the tip against his entrance.

"Just lay there and let me use you until I'm ready to cum inside".

Hunter releases a little groan and blinks sleepily when Tech adjusts his legs so that they're wrapping around him; holding himself firmly in his hand before pushing in.

Hunter's mouth drops open in a quiet gasp –the sensation of Tech's long cock slipping inside of him so effortlessly that good–; and the taller man grabs his trembling thighs and uses them as leverage to pump himself deeper inside of him.

"Shh" Tech soothes him, in that dark and condescendantly sweet way of his he often uses and that Hunter likes so much. "It's okay, darling. I know you're tired, perhaps a little dizzy. That's alright. You can pass out for all I care, if you need to. I'll keep fucking you right through your sleep and you'll wake up with my warm cum filling you up".

"T-Tech!" Hunter whines, clenching around him and prompting his partner to snap his hips against him sharply. "Love... Love how you talk to me Tech, how you do me... Please..."

Tech answers with his own moan and speeds up his thrusts; finding delight in the way their bodies furiously joining echoes in the silence of the Marauder. He holds Hunter's thighs in his hands and unwrap them from his waist; pushing up under Hunter's knees so that he's able to penetrate him deeper. Hunter squeezes his eyes shut with the change and cries his name.

Tech can feel his orgasm aproaching. Hunter feels so good wrapped around him; so warm and wet and imposibly tight. He looks beautiful, crying and moaning on his cock, his long hair a mess on the floor and his face flushed. The brief glimpses he has of his eyes, the pupils are widely dilated and full of raw desire and ecstasy. Fuck, he wants to cum inside of him.

Tech reaches up to clasp a single hand around Hunter's cheeks; encouragingly to look at him. Hunter snaps his eyes open; and they lock together, a million of thoughts and feelings travelling between them.

"Beg me, Hunter" Tech, for once, asks.

Hunter gifts him a broken smile.

"Please" he rasps, clenching on his cock and wrapping his arms around his man. "C-cum inside of me, love. I need to –need to feel your warm cum dripping inside of me".

Tech groans, and he fucks himself viciously into Hunter, railing his pussy like a soldier focused on the task at hand. His long cock feels great inside of Hunter; the friction he gets on his clit with the movement of Tech's pelvis adding onto his pleasure as well.

Hunter is thinking on how handsome and hot Tech is when he cums. A third orgasm spreads everywhere in his body; electric pleasure travelling at lightspeed towards every cell and muscle. He cries Tech's name again and sink his nails in his strong shoulders; pushing the taller clone into his orgasm too.

Tech whimpers and turns his head to the side; burrying his face in Hunter's neck before his hips stutter and he clamps his teeth down on his bronze skin, cuming inside of him. Hunter clenches harder around him and trembles; almost cuming a fourth time from that little thing Tech pulled at the end. Hunter has a thing with marking and bitting. Tech suspects it has to do with his more "primal" nature. His mutations.

They both hold onto each other tightly until they stop trembling and cuming; then, Hunter lays down completely flat against the floor, once again gratefull for the cooling sensation against his heated skin, and Tech all but unceremoniously drops on top of him.

There's only silence for a few minutes; their panting reducing to quiet breathing. They relax against each other; Hunter tilting his chin up and Tech finding a spot to lay his head in between his neck and chest. It's peacefull and safe. A bliss.

Then, Tech finds his strength; and he carefully pushes himself up onto his knees at both sides of Hunter's body and holds his own weight with a hand against the floor, at the side of his lovers head.

"You executed everything perfectly, Hunter" he offers quietly, and then, knowing how much the smaller clone likes when he uses the simpler and more unprecise words with him, softly adds "You looked –look, beautiful, I adored every single one of your sounds, and you couldn't have pleased me any better".

Hunter answers him with a teary happy smile. In the past, it had been sort of a problem for Tech to talk about his feelings outside of sex. As soon as their randy sesion ended, no matter how affectionate he had been in it, Hunter could feel his walls closing off; it had been a struggle to push through, something they had gradually talked about more and more until the problem had been completely resolved. Hunter understood him. Tech had always been like that; emotional conversations or overly sweet gestures had always made him uncomfortable, and the rest of tbe Batch had inmediately learned to adapt to that. They rarely sprung any major contact onto him like they did to each other –Wrecker spontaneous bone-crushing hugs had been a thing too–; and Hunter knew he had never intended to hurt him. Just as they had learned to adapt to him, Tech had slowly learned to adapt to his relationship with Hunter as well; to his needs outside of the sexual aspect of it.

While Tech was very confident about their relationship and how Hunter viewed him, his love and respect for him, this things somehow weren't so obvious for the sargeant. At least when they finished having sex. Tech could find some logic in it. After an intense sexual experience –specially when one is "subbing"– it's not unlikely to feel insecurily vulnerable. And though Hunter is incredibly turned on at the idea of him being Tech's toy, the source of all his pleasure... He doesn't actually want to be one, used and discarded as if he actually mattered nothing. And Tech wouldn't forgive himself if he ever made Hunter feel that way.

"I love you" Hunter offers, in such a free and honest way it tugs at Tech's own heart to answer.

"And I love you" he whispers, gently tilting his head up and softly kissing him on his lips once.

Tech ignores the little alarm in his head that warns him to get to the sonic for a few minutes; to get rid of the sweat and fluids Hunter and him had shared. He allows himself to have a moment; just observing his cyare and how beautiful he looks with a warm, tired smile and his hair spread.

Tech caresses Hunter's right cheek with his thumb back and forward and Hunter melts at the sweet gesture; at the hopeless love he sees on his amber eyes.

Hunter turns his head to the side and leave a soft peck on his hand.

Tech answers with a tiny smile.

"Want me to carry you to the sonic, cyare?"

Hunter nods with a small laugh.

"I'd appreciate it. I don't know if my legs work right now" he jokes, and Tech smirks proudly.

He slowly stands up, not bothering on picking up the mess they've left behind right now as he knows he will have to come back shortly to clean it up; and bends down to pick Hunter from the floor, who quickly wraps his arms around him.

Tech starts walking towards the sonic, and Hunter can't help but think on how strong he is –even if his body shape is more lithe than most–. He nuzzles his nose in his boyfriends neck.

"You're a sex god, Tech" he points out, allowing the taller clone to gently push him under the sonic while he waits for his own turn. "It's unfair".

Tech laughs, taking his quick sonic before joining him out of the bathroom, throwing on some new blacks as well.

"I believe you're very fond of this oh so unfair situationship" Tech chirps as an answer, smiling confidently. "And I'm just a very good analyst. I know which buttons to press to make you wet".

He's so... So Tech that Hunter just has to laugh; and he's still smiling in amusement when he kisses his cyare.

THE END

Well that's what I call a kinky ride! I hope it satisfied your dirty minds as well! I was planning on doing it strictly sexy and not include the romantic bits, but they wanted to be written and read so I just did. Hope you liked that too!

And please remember, take care of yourselves and never do this sort of thing (both doming and subbing) for someone without having a talk before hand of your expectantions, boundaries and safewords. Horniness can make us act stupid, y'all stay safe!

Also, here's the link to the post that inspired this oneshot if you want to have a look at it.

See you next time!

PS. English is not my first language and I'm not double crossing this for errors, so forgive me.

Xx, Blue.

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Oh yes I love all the batch ships… *only cares about the Hunter ships* What can I do he is the one that deserves the most me thinks 🫶 Firs

Merry Christmas y’all <333 hope to get a very nice catboy Hunter this year! 🫶

AMAZING COMM BY @clownbloody NGHHHHH

Love love love how he looks!! So pretty! Such a diva…red is so perfect on him

Just needs to kiss this belly

Preg! Hunter my beloved ✨

Hunter sees a man in his dreams.

His face drenched in darkness, blood all over his white shirt and the deepest bloody cut he had ever seen surrounding his neck.

A scary vision, a terrifying figure.

But…when he sees the man…he feels calm. He feels like he is with an older vod, like 99.

The man holds him, looks at him with a familiarity in his widened eyes. It’s like he knew Hunter his entire life, and wanted to protect him forever.

Hunter was just a cadet. He had never seen a natborn so…closely. He had no idea who that man was, and why he felt safe at such big and horrific vision.

He knew that man would keep him safe whenever they were close. He could feel comfortable and trust…

Even if there was always a skull with the man, haunting him like a ghost.

Perhaps…that’s where he got the idea.

“You are the strongest vod I’ve ever met!”

Dio saw the boy when he was wide awake.

He couldn’t sleep in the coffin. He couldn’t dream. For almost a century he hadn’t been able to rest. Because the haunting of the skull kept him up.

But whenever he saw the boy, and the boy talked to him so excitedly…he felt like he was seeing a light in the eternal darkness.

He didn’t knew who the boy was, he never saw an uniform like that, he didn’t understand what he talked most of the time.

Though, the boy was familiar. And comforting.

Something in his eyes…

Whenever the boy disappeared, Dio could just hope these sweet hallucinations would come back soon, so he didn’t feel alone.

Full Plot of the Cancelled Kashyyyk arc from Star Wars The Clone Wars: Season 7

Planet Kashyyyk is still neutral at this point in the war. Yoda travels to Kashyyyk, and his personal battalion is there waiting for him (they had been sent a couple of days earlier before the arrival of Master Yoda himself) and they inform Yoda that the Trandoshans have been doing deforestation in order to drive the Wookiees away to establish Separatists bases there.

The other reason is to intimidate the Wookiees into joining the Separatists or die off. Yoda senses Count Dooku behind this attack. It was the Wookiees themselves who called on the Republic for help, but being a neutral system – only Yoda and Clone Force 99 alongside Yoda’s personal battalion were sent there, with no additional clone reinforcements. Yodas battalion consists of 41st Scout Troopers and regular white clones with Yoda’s face slapped on their helmet.

As far as Chewbacca's role in this arc, we would have been shown his wife and family. Otherwise, the main Wookie Character is Tarfful. Other Wookies such as different tribes, elders, and children would have been shown as well.

Yoda wants to help the Wookiees so they get in contact with the few remaining villages that still live near a part of the forest which hasn’t been destroyed yet but that is about to be destroyed. Yoda advises them to leave their homes, but the Wookiees don’t want to. 

The Trandoshans come with a massive force and they drive the Wookiees out forcibly alongside Yoda, who are thus forced to retreat deeper into the forest and up a river which leads them to a water stream. Yoda and the clones then suggest to bait the enemies following them into an area of the forest so they can drive them away from the Wookiee villages.

Echo, new to Clone Force 99, would have become a sort of super-soldier due to all of his bionic enhancements. He would fit right in with the Bad Batch, and his demeanor changed, since he was now more cold-blooded and composed, as opposed to the indecisiveness that he showed in previous seasons. He serves as a foreshadowing of what Anakin would become.

His lobot-attachment would have been used for communications since he has a communicator close to his forehead, which shows him interfaces that were directly projected into his mind, so he would see them with his eyes but no one else around him would see them.

As for The Bad Batch, they were more accustomed to relating with the Wookiees than the regs. Hunter suggests bold strategies throughout the arc which the other clones weren’t really ok with since the followed more strict protocol. The Bad Batch also had their own hover boat, with their "clone force 99" symbol on it.

In Season 8, it was planned for The Bad Batch to execute Order 66, and they would have been treated as cold blooded assassins, a bane to Jedi. Though it likely wouldn’t have been shown on-screen. However, this arc is mostly to show the Bad Batch working with Yoda and the Wookies.

The clones suggest to burn all the trees down in that area of the forest in order to trap the enemy into their own nest. The Wookiees are against it but they then reluctantly agree that this is the best course of action and their only chance at success. They ask for forgiveness from the trees before doing this, and they then give the clones permission to do so.

Similar to the Bad Batch episode in Season 2, there are Kinrath and Maylyas deeper in the forest, and the elements of Wookies being one with nature is similar to how Yoda, a Jedi, believes in the force. The Bad Batch don't understand it, but they go along with it.

As for the Trandoshans, their leader, Babwa Venomor, was working with the Separatists, for Count Dooku. Some Trandoshans would have had night-vision goggles and snail tanks that they could use to tear through the forest.

The fires manage to slow the Trandoshans down for a bit, but it turns out not to be a definitive solution. After escaping the enemy, Yoda and the Wookiees prepare for war. The Wookiees ask for the help of tree spirits. They venture deep into the jungle in order to go warn the other Wookiee clans that the Trandoshans are coming and to sway them not to join the Separatists.

They use what happened to the Wookiees following Yoda as a motivating factor to tell the others that if the Trandoshans were not stopped, they would soon be coming for them too. In the meantime, the Trandoshans are preparing for battle and they are shown to be very tribal with trophies of dead Wookiee heads nailed to the walls. 

In the fourth episode, an all out war rages near the river because the Wookiees wanted to get far away from the trees in order not to harm their environment any further; and the battle ends up on a shore similar the one displayed in Revenge of the Sith.

Separatist craft land with Droid reinforcements, but the Trandoshans are the main enemy forces. One of the Wookies would have ripped off a Trandoshan's arms. Commander Gree and his forces would join the action with Yoda and the Bad Batch.

At the end of the battle, Babwa Venomor gets decapitated by Yoda in the same way Yoda kills Gree in ROTS, and he falls into the river along with his tank. When the battle is over, Kashyyyk agrees to allow the Republic to establish clone bases there, and became an ally of the Wookies, as they foresee a larger Droid Invasion coming in the future.

Finally I can say this!! Revealed my fic for the @swrarepairs exchange 😆 some Wrecker x Hunter goodness for @huntressdarkness <33

Loved working on this piece, it’s very sweet and sexy, ofc~

I mean, with these pics in it, how can it not be??

Sexy, sexy Hunter as it should be~

So pls, give it a read! 🫶

Thank you for the great inspo 🥹❤️ he looked so cute I had to give a try myself!

Batch trying to do a mission but…oh well. He can make it work (baby daddy Echo is nearby no worries)

Well I couldn't stop myself from doing this.

I couldn't stop thinking about hunter being pregnant in his comic book outfit and please don't come after me. And he watching echo yell at the rest of the batch After they lost omega in a bar because I'm a proud Hunecho shipper. And hunter is pregnant with their twins Fives a boy and I can't decide on the girls name.

And hey @inkyclone99 could you draw this better than I did?.

Down the rabbit hole with you, Hunter~

~•Precious bunnies have to be careful, though luck might attract nice big wolves•~🐺❤️🐇

“I think about you a lot Tech…every day. I think about how you would scan me, check the baby’s health every day…”

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“Please watch her over, wherever you are…”

Hunter looks so good in the comic…I had to draw…he was giving 80s manga protagonist…so I had to…🤭❤️

Blue alt…for noooo reason hehe

I’m not even kidding when I say I had an out of body experience this character is so important to me seeing him like this made me so happy it’s insane

Hunter in a preview of the new Bad Batch comic series… I just fell to my knees I’m not even kidding

Oh yes I love all the batch ships… *only cares about the Hunter ships*

What can I do he is the one that deserves the most me thinks 🫶

First and second TecHun / HunTech sillies

Third is CrossHun with Crosshair being a little…surprised at their triplet daughters (Ebony, River, Winter)

Fourth is my underrated fave WreckHun…they deserve all