qvnthesia
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Emerie: we must free the children
Echo: childREN? as in plural???
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echo's ear being out on display has me acting like a victorian gentleman who just saw a maidens bare ankle for the first time
#tbb#the bad batch#tbb spoilers#the bad batch spoilers#echo tbb#star wars#tbb echo#the bad batch echo#echo the bad batch
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me when i wanna talk about my special interests but i got the vampire autism where you gotta invite me to talk about smth first, otherwise i wont say shit or dont know what to say because i feel like im annoying
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Returning your smile, Hunter reassured you once more. "I'll always be here to protect you, cyare,” he promised, his words filled with firm resolve. “I'll never let anyone hurt you. Over my dead body"
and what if i said i wasn’t okay?
Keep you safe
Summary: Hunter comforts you after a nightmare.
Pairing: Hunter x female reader
Prompt: “Of course I'd keep you safe."
Warnings: Angst but fluff at the end.
Word Count: 1288
Authors Note: Thank you @ghostofskywalker for organizing this exchange!
This is my gift for @frostycatblr-fandom-files for the @cloneficgiftexchange . I hope you enjoy it!
The Marauder cruised through the vast expanse of space, its hull creaking softly as it traveled through hyperspace. Inside, the hum of the engines provided a comforting backdrop to the stillness of the night. All the members of the Bad Batch were fast asleep, having completed one of Cid's missions while simultaneously trying to go unnoticed and hide from the empire.
You lay curled up on the small pillow in your bunk, seeking deep rest after a day filled with both emotion and danger. Hunter, your faithful love and protector, lay beside you, his presence always a source of comfort in the darkness. Despite the dangers that lurked beyond the Marauder's walls, within its confines, you found solace in each other's arms during moments of rest like this one.
As sleep finally enveloped you, you were thrust into a world of darkness and despair: a nightmare born from the depths of your subconscious. You found yourself in a darkened place, escaping from an unseen adversary.
Despite your efforts to run as swiftly as possible, their pursuit grew ever closer, their voices gradually becoming discernible: the Empire had finally tracked you down. Glancing back, you saw your loyal companions running alongside you, particularly Hunter, urging you to hasten your pace. But no matter how swiftly you attempted to move, escape remained elusive.
Suddenly, a misstep sent you tumbling to the ground, vulnerable to the approaching troopers. Desperately, you struggled to break free, only to witness Hunter's capture alongside you, surrounded by overwhelming numbers.
Then, in a cruel twist of fate, the sound of gunfire shattered the night, and you watched in horror as the love of your life fell, grievously wounded and seemingly lifeless. Each image carved itself into your mind with vivid clarity, intensifying the fear that gripped your soul.
Suddenly, you felt someone shaking you urgently and desperately, the images of the nightmare becoming increasingly blurry. With a gasp, you were ripped from the depths of sleep, your heart racing in your chest. Blinking away the remnants of the nightmare, you found yourself staring into Hunter's concerned eyes. His hand kept shaking your arm, trying to rouse you from the terrible dream that had gripped you.
You knew that he had likely heard your murmurs and cries while you slept. After all, his sleep was never deep, and his heightened senses often made him aware of your distress before you were fully awake.
"Cyare, are you okay?" he asked, his voice soft with concern.
Tears welled up in your eyes as you met his gaze. In that moment you were still reeling from the horrors of the very real nightmare you had experienced.
"Come here," he said, still looking at you with concern but also gently attempting to comfort you.
You automatically moved towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly and burying your face in his chest as you cried, seeking solace from the terrors that haunted your mind. Hunter's arms enveloped you, holding you close as he whispered soothing words.
“It was just a dream,” he murmured, his voice always a constant source of comfort that always helped calm you whenever your thoughts spiraled into chaos. "You're safe now, I promise."
Hunter continued to hold you close, his arms a steady anchor amidst the storm of emotions raging within you. You sobbed quietly against his chest, the remnants of the nightmare still lingering in your thoughts.
Gradually, as his reassuring words and comforting presence surrounded you, the tide of fear began to subside, replaced by a sense of security in his embrace.
Minutes passed in silence, broken only by the occasional sniffle as you regained control of your emotions and thoughts. Finally, Hunter gently pulled away from you, his hands cupping your face as he met your gaze with unwavering determination.
"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked softly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of distress or fear.
You shook your head slightly, unable to find the right words to articulate the horrors that had plagued your dreams. Instead, you offered only a vague description, omitting the details; the mere mention of the Empire was enough to send a shiver down your spine.
Hunter listened silently, his expression a mask of worry as he absorbed each word. When you finally fell silent, he squeezed your hand reassuringly and gently caressed your cheek with the other, his voice firm and resolute.
"I won't let anything happen to you," he swore, his voice filled with determination. "You're incredibly important to me, and I'll ensure they never lay a hand on you, I promise."
His unwavering conviction filled you with a sense of reassurance, dispelling the lingering doubts that had clouded your mind. Whenever you were close to him, you felt loved and protected. However, despite his assurances, a lingering fear still gnawed at the edges of your consciousness.
"But what if they find us?" you whispered, fear resurfacing with renewed intensity, tears welling up in your eyes once more. "And if they capture us, or worse..."
Hunter's gaze softened as he wiped away the tears streaming down your cheeks with his thumb. "I won't let that happen, trust me, cyare," he repeated, his voice brimming with determination.
Meeting his gaze, you searched his eyes for any hint of uncertainty. "If anything happened, you’d always protect me, right?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper, a tremor of fear still evident in your tone.
"Of course I'd keep you safe," Hunter replied without hesitation, his words a comforting reassurance in the face of uncertainty.
Feeling a rush of gratitude and love for the man who had become your rock in this turbulent galaxy, you threw your arms around him once more, holding him close as if to anchor yourself in his unwavering strength.
"I love you," you whispered, your voice barely audible above the hum of the ship's engines.
Hunter's embrace tightened around you, his voice a soft murmur against your ear. "I love you too, cyare,” he whispered, his words a tender declaration of his affection.
After a few moments, Hunter gently broke the embrace, his gaze meeting yours with concern. "Feeling any better?" he asked softly.
You nodded, offering him a small smile. "Yes, I'm better now," you replied, your voice still laced with traces of emotion.
Returning your smile, Hunter reassured you once more. "I'll always be here to protect you, cyare,” he promised, his words filled with firm resolve. “I'll never let anyone hurt you. Over my dead body"
Feeling a sense of warmth and gratitude wash over you, you leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. He returned the kiss, holding you close in his arms as if to shield you from the galaxy's troubles.
Seconds later, as the kiss broke, you looked up at him, gratitude shining in your eyes. "Thank you, love, for always being there for me," you said softly.
Hunter's expression softened, his love for you evident in every glance he gave you. "There's nothing to thank me for," he replied gently. "I do it because I love you."
A surge of affection flooded your heart at his words. "I love you too," you whispered, your voice filled with sincerity.
With that, you rested your head against Hunter's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your cheek. He tenderly ran his fingers through your hair, a gesture of comfort and reassurance in the quiet refuge of the Marauder.
As you lay there, enveloped in the warmth of his embrace, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as you had Hunter by your side, you would always find peace, protection and solace in his love.
#the bad batch#tbb#star wars#hunter#tbb hunter x reader#tbb hunter x you#tbb x reader#the bad batch s3
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maybe i was born to read fanfic and obsess over fictional men idk
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DEFEND YOUR COUNCIL
#the scream that i let out once i saw him#team black but i live for the ewan crumbs#ewan mitchell#aemond targaryen#house of the dragon
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recent TVD reunion posted by nina
2023
#i'm here for daniel and nina#and chris and paul#JESUS MARY LORD RAM ALLAH THIS IS THE BEST THING I COULD'VE EVER ASKED FOR#the vampire diaries#the originals#tvd reunion
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i can't help but be scared atp because it's happening, we've seen it, i've seen it and i'm not ready to watch him die.
who started the hunter dies theory....
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The real barbie is Y/n.
Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.
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In a way that sort of criticism, I think, comes from a certain failure of their own suspension of disbelief.
HAPPY 43RD BIRTHDAY HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN
Born April 19, 1981 | Vancouver, Canada
#hayden christensen#THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL#sw cast#star wars#hayden's so smiley and his characters are the literal opposite ADSKLFHJ
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My preferred TVD canon,
Finn/Sage
Freya/Bonnie
Klaus/Caroline
Elijah/Elena
Rebekah/Matt
Kol/Davina
Katherine/Stefan
Jeremy/Anna
Alaric/Jo
Hayley/Jackson
Damon/Rose
Marcel/Cami
Tyler/Liv
For friendships,
Elena with Enzo, Freya, Davina, Jackson, Cami, Hayley, Lexi and Rose (her with Lexi or her with Hayley would be to die for)
Klaus with Enzo and (if they made amends) Tyler
Tyler and Jackson
Bonnie and Vincent [Hollow who?]
Kol and Enzo (if only *sigh*)
Jeremy and Kol
More of Jeremy and Tyler
Rebekah, Cami and Bonnie
Just for funsies, as I'm totally a multishipper...
Canon wise, who I think the originals should've ended up with and who the tvd fam should've ended up with.
1. Obviously Finn/Sage
2. Freya/Vincent
3. Klaus/Caroline
4. Elijah/Katherine
5. Rebekah/Marcel
6. Kol/Davina
7. Bonnie/Enzo
8. Elena/Damon
9. Tyler/Liv
10. Jeremy/Anna
11. Stefan/Lexi
12. Alaric/Jo
13. Hayley/Jackson
14. Matt/Nadia
@sevensistersofsussex , @livlepretre , @kaizsche , @ryoryeonggu , @katherineholmes , @lovesomehate , @qvnthesia, @annabrainchase , @nymph-then-virgin
I'd love to know what ships you guys thought should be Canon in the end. 😊
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I just think TTPD is not an album you can understand and fully digest in one listen or even a few listens and that's what makes it so great. It is accessible in terms of its melodies and high-level storytelling but the lyrical details are poetic and complex. I'm really just so excited to spend a lot of time with this album.
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HAPPY 43 BIRTHDAY TO MY HUSBAND GUYSSSS
he looks so sexy in this pic omfg
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HAPPY 43th BIRTHDAY HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN
April 19, 1981 - Vancouver, Canada
Hayden Christensen + Letterboxd (insp x,x,x)
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