#tbb hunter
@therealmrsobi-wankenobi and I both agree that Tech’s first attempt at a joke would be making fun of how short Hunter compared to the rest of the Batch
I don’t care what you think you saw, I did not just go to Walmart to purchase toothpicks, and I most certainly did not put one in my mouth the minute I got back to my dorm
oh I do so love arc trooper thursday
THE CAVALRY HAS ARRIVED!
happy wrecker Wednesday ☺️
just knowing that Crosshair is 6’4 per canon makes my 5’7 ass weak
LIKE LOOK AT THAT
YOU CAN’T TELL ME THAT THIS ISN’T BOTH INTIMIDATING AND kind of a turn on…
“Omega, you don’t have to worry. You are never going back to Kamino.”
“Promise?”
“I Promise.”
The Winner Takes It All
wanted to make a short animatic dedicated to the finale!!
I will now interrupt y'allz with a WIP of a celebratory themed Bad Batch art I’ve been dying to draw for a month now! Will be the first time I ever draw the whole gang too!
Crosshair drinks tea with his pinky up…I don’t make the rules.
- Crosshair has a collection of exotic tea leaves in a hidden compartment in his rifle kit
- Tech lives exclusively on caf, cheap brew, fancy brew, it doesn’t matter. It’s whatever keeps him awake
- Wrecker enjoys milk, and Tech has modified a cabinet on the Marauder to function as a fridge unit so the big guy can have his moo juice anytime
- Hunter is a juice guy, the more fruity, the better
- Echo drinks hot water. Exclusively
That time Hunter thought Rex and Anakin were✨fruity✨
Hunter fluff
This is peace is dedicated to the lovely and amazingly talented @s-pirth-lemonade who has just the most wholesome and beautiful drawings
Summary: In the morning Hunter doesn’t want you to get up and start your day. Pure fluff.
Word count:800
“Don’t go yet, cyar'ika,” Hunter hugged your waist a little tighter to keep you in bed.
You laughed, though your voice was still a little croaky from sleeping.
“I have to, Hunter. I promised Tech I would help him.”
“He can wait,” Hunter buried his face in your shoulder and his black locks fell forward and tickled your skin.
“Stop,” you laughed without any edge in your voice, clearly enjoying his clinginess.
“Just ten more minutes,” he whispered into your ear in his smoky voice and you melted into his arms. How could you say no to this man?
“Alright,” you lifted a hand to stroke his hair, it was all over the place without his usual red bandana.
You turned back to see him and saw a warm smile spread on his lips as you agreed. He lifted one hand to cup your cheek.
“You’re so beautiful in the morning,” he looked at you adoringly, his eyes big and genuine.
You smiled shyly and looked down. He lifted your chin with his fingers and made you look into his eyes.
“You are beautiful, mesh’la,” he repeated, a little firmer this time.
“I could tell you the same,” your eyes lingered on his shiny and tangled black hair, warm eyes and the tattoo that covered half his face.
He sent you a crooked smile.
“But your hair is a mess,” you laughed and he couldn’t suppress a laugh either and ran his fingers through it.
“Can I brush it?” you smiled sweetly at him and he raised a brow.
“You can do whatever you want with it.”
“Even cut it?” you laughed jokingly. You would never have done that. You loved his hair just the way it was.
“Let’s not get carried away,” he laughed again. “You might be my whole life but cutting my hair?” he tucked one lock behind his ear. “That’s on another level.”
“Of course, sorry for suggesting it,” you smirked, trying to suppress your laughter which you knew you could never do with him next to you. He knew your body better than you did and he saw how the corners of your lip curled up and you were trying to keep your breath.
He shook his head with a faint smile tugging at his lips and snatched the comb from the nightstand.
“This would be acceptable,” he teased you as he handed you the comb and you accepted.
“Acceptable? Just acceptable?” you smiled in knowing disbelief as he laid his head in your lap and you ran the comb through his thick locks.
“Yeah,” he closed his eyes and smiled, clearly enjoying the gentle touch.
“Sure, it’s not like your favorite thing or anything,” you teased him and he opened one mischievously shining eye to send you a playful look.
You continued brushing his hair and when it was perfect you just put the comb away and started playing with his hair.
His whole body was relaxed, his eyes closed and his breathing steady as he enjoyed your tender touch.
Your fingers started wandering around and you followed the lines of his tattoo and stroked his face, admired his long lashes and perfect features.
Then he caught your hand, placed a kiss on your knuckles and interlaced your fingers. You smiled down at him.
“Are you going to fall back to sleep?”
“Me? Never,” he answered in a sleepy voice, not opening his eyes. You let out a soft chuckle and remained silent for a couple of seconds to just admire his beauty.
Then you glanced at your nightstand and saw just how late it was. You looked back at Hunter who seemed to be soundly sleeping and you tried to gently take your hand back and get out of bed.
He of course woke up and caught you, not letting you get out of the bed and start getting ready.
“Where do you think you’re going, mesh’la?” he placed a kiss on the tip of your nose.
You smiled guiltily at him. “To help Tech.”
“He’s smart, he’ll figure it out. Needs a challenge from time to time or he’ll never improve,” he said in a very convincing voice.
“Don’t use your sergeant voice with me,” you grinned. “It’s too convincing and everything makes sense when you use it.”
“Oh really?” he grinned back. “Then I just have to tell you to stay here with me the whole day,” he continued in the same tone, his smooth voice making you melt.
“Stop the torment,” you laughed and snuggled up next to him.
He interlaced his strong arms around you and pulled you a little closer.
“This ten minutes is up, maybe another one won’t hurt,” you said and felt his smile against the skin on your neck.
I miss The Bad Batch. I wish they’d tell us when S2 is coming out. I’ll just make some wallpapers for my desktop while I wait.
(Making a Tech or Crosshair one next, can’t decide which yet.)
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Beauty in Star Wars.
HEADCANON: Hunter sleeps with a braid. He hates to wake up with his hair everywhere. That’s also why when his hair is down there is this slight wave to it.
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STAR WARS: The Clone Wars/The Bad Batch © George Lucas/ Dave Filoni/ LucasFilm/ Disney
Then when Omega joins the group. She now wants to learn how to braid hair. So she starts learning from Hunter.
Eventually Hunter’s hair start getting more wavy because Omega puts his hair in multiple braids in. Once he said no to the multiple braids and got tears once. He didn’t know how to deal with the crying so he just lets her do the multiple braids.
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I’m just curious about peoples favourite bad batcher
I want to know who you will be dating first in my game!!
tell me who you’re going to date first!
Gonna work on some Bad Batch fanart later but here’s some concept drafts
(Crosshair would overdress every occasion I know he would, he told me )
Me and my friend had some thoughts at 2am about what if the bad batch played Minecraft and I’m very tempted to make art
(Edit: how could I forget hunter )
May I offer a shitty meme redraw in these trying times?
