#hunter x fennec

[minniethemoocherda]

The Fennec x Hunter girlies from season 1 are being fed today!

[ariadnes-red-thread]

For the ship ask game: Hunter x Fennec

Ooh I love this! It’s a newer ship on my radar and I do ship it!

1. What made you ship it?

Honestly, it never crossed my mind until I saw this art from @catdoesarts and the way they portray Hunter and Fennec just struck me as perfect. I’m also weak for enemies to lovers.

2. What are your favorite things about the ship?

I think it’s a person who’s used to taking care of others (Hunter) and a person who’s used to taking care of themselves (Fennec) both having a chance to be taken care of and loved by another person that cares about them and there is something so beautiful in that.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I don’t think it lasts. In relationships, you have to be willing to be vulnerable and I don’t see either of them being willing to be vulnerable enough or able to make the sacrifices to where it lasts. I think it’s brief, beautiful, and changes them forever but ultimately temporary.

Thanks, Nonnie! 😊❤️

[masterjedilenawrites]

For the ship onion opinion bingo: Hunter x Fennec? I came across this ship recently and 👀

Oh dang, that’s an interesting one! Like, what would that look like… Enemies to lovers? Reluctant partnership turned Actually-I-can’t-live-without-you-now? Tired dad meets warrior woman? I’m loving the possibilities!

[thetzar]

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AWWWW ¡

She’s so bad at being affectionate that he looks emotionally intelligent by comparison. They both have the sentimental capacity of celery sticks but Hunter’s marginally better. It’s a pretty low bar to clear tho 💀

[flilisskywalker]

Fennec to Hunter and Wrecker: JUMP IN THE RIVER. Fennec to Boba: WHAT THE HELL YOU WERE THINKING YOU COULD HAVE DIED.

[blxkstar]

I made a Star Wars bounty hunters playlist! This was inspired by the western style the bounty hunters are portrayed in. Please check it out! 🤠🤠🪐🪐🔫🔫

I can bring you in warm, or I can bring you in cold.

[annon-guy2]

Sonic X: What If...? Poll

Explanations for if they're in Sonic X;

Mighty and Ray: They would be Sonic's friends and/or members of Team Chaotix.

Bean and Bark: They'd be independent antagonists, but they'd be more mischievous than dangerous.

Trip and Fang: Trip would be Sonic's friend from the start and Fang would be a recurring independent antagonist, serving as Trip's Arch-Enemy as well as rivals to Knuckles and Rouge.

Honey and Heavy King: Honey would be a recurring ally to Sonic and friends while Heavy King would be an ally to Eggman.

Silver and Blaze: Silver would be a rival at first, but would go on to be a friend and ally while Blaze's story would be like the Rush Games. They would only appear for a single story arc in the New World Sagas, but would come back as a main characters during the Metarex Saga.

Metal Sonic and Sage: They would be Eggman's prized creations and surrogate children like in the Games. Sage would serve as a counterfoil to Chris in regards to their parentage.

Sticks and Omega: Sticks would be a friend of Amy's that joins around the time Vanilla does. Omega would be built around the time the Sonic Adventure Adaption story happens, but like Gamma, he would rebel out of not being used to his full potential. Team Dark will be formed in the Metarex Arc.

Chip and Mephiles: Chip would be a friend of Sonic that stayed due to amnesia, but his identity as Light Gaia would be revealed during the Metarex Arc. Mephiles would have a backstory change. In this idea, Mephiles would be Dark Gaia and a recurring antagonist, especially during the Metarex Saga where he approves of the Metarex's genocidal schemes to kill all animal life.

Tangle and Whisper: Sonic and friends would meet them after being warped to Chris' world. They would remain as friends and allies to Sonic and company. Whisper's backstory would be altered slightly since Sonic Forces doesn't occur in Sonic X.

Jewel and Belle: Jewel would be a supporting character and ally to Sonic and company. Belle would have a backstory change where instead of being built by Mr. Tinker, Chris' grandfather Chuck would build and create her.

Surge and Kit: Like in the IDW Comics, Dr. Starline would create them. By the time the show happens, Starline is killed off trying to kill Sonic and overthrow Eggman. The Imposter Duo are recurring antagonists. They possibly reform later on in the series after experiencing praise of heroics by accidentally stopping a crime or stopping Eggman before Sonic.

Rough and Tumble: Like in the IDW Comics, the Skunk Brothers would be recurring independent antagonists, causing mischief than actual harm.

[cuntycassandra]

Summer’s headcanons: Faves sexualities! ✨

I realised I’ve never actually confirmed my headcanons for my faves and their sexualities! Of course I know with the Glee kids most of their sexualities are confirmed, but I still wanted to include them in this list. I also just want to clarify I’m only including my absolute FAVES on this list, I do have HCs for other characters who may not make that list. (IE: Quinn Fabray is a lesbian and in this essay I will-)

Pansexual

Patricia Thornton - MacGyver (2016).

Kit Walker - American Horror Story (Asylum).

Henry ‘Hank’ McCoy/Beast - X-Men series.

Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler - X-Men Series.

Bisexual

Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver - X-Men Series.

Angus ‘Mac’ MacGyver - MacGyver (2016).

Riley Davis - MacGyver (2016).

Erik Lehnsherr/Magneto - X-Men series.

Alexander ‘Alex’ Summers/Havok - X-Men Series.

James Patrick March - American Horror Story (Hotel).

Sister Judy Martin - American Horror Story (Asylum).

Han Solo - Star Wars.

Fennec Shand - Star Wars.

Nicholas ‘Nick’ Duval - Glee.

Homo of the sexual

Luke Skywalker - Star Wars.

Charles Xavier/Professor X - X-Men Series.

Jeffrey ‘Jeff’ Sterling - Glee.

Kurt Hummel - Glee.

Sebastian Smythe - Glee.

Asexual

Boba Fett - Star Wars.

Luke Skywalker - Star Wars.

Angus ‘Mac’ MacGyver - MacGyver (2016).

Token straight/is a CHILD

Omega - The Bad Batch.

Hunter - The Bad Batch.

Kate McCallister - Home Alone.

Kevin McCallister - Home Alone.

Jack Dalton - MacGyver (2016).

[legendary-defender-of-fandoms]

The Bad Batch & Shipping Fodder

Tech has Phee

Echo has Senator Chuchi

Hunter has Fennec (kind of)

[ashes-2-ashes57cba]

The Bad Batch: Specter

Episode 4: Cornered

edited by @ryleeeeeenn *kriff: strong expletive warnings: there's an innuendo, if you want to call that a warning

“Idaflor,” Hunter pointed on the display, “that’s where we’ll go.”

“But Idaflor’s not even inhabited,” Wrecker complained. 

“That’s the point, vod. It makes it the perfect place to hide out,” Specter said, draping her arm across his shoulders.

“‘Hide’?” Omega repeated, “but I’ve been stuck on Kamino my whole life. Can’t we explore?” The girl slumped in her seat.

“Not right now,” Hunter sighed. “We have to wait for things to settle down.”

“We can explore on Idaflor,” Specter said, ruffling Omega’s hair. 

“Well, we won’t be doing either,” Tech spoke up. Specter groaned, knowing the news was not going to be good. “We don’t have enough fuel, and we are also entirely out of rations. Without the Republic to provide us supplies, we’ll have to acquire these necessities on our own.”

“Well, we got a bigger problem,” Echo announced as he entered from the cockpit, “Comm chatter has our ship’s signature on a wanted list.”

“Aw, it’s nice to be wanted,” Specter mused. Hunter shook his head at her remark.

“So we scramble it,” Tech shrugged. 

“You can do that?” Wrecker asked, amazed.

“Of course I can do it. But I need to land in order to perform those modifications. By my calculations, the closest planet is… Pantora.” The planet and its basic information appeared on the display. 

During the war, the Batch had only visited Pantora for brief moments while they were on leave. Those experiences had been hardly memorable, other than the planet’s dense population and Republic allegiance. It wasn’t the worst option by a long shot. 

“Well, Pantora it is,” Hunter confirmed. 

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Pantora was a risky stop. At this point, any inhabited planet in the galaxy was a risky stop, but luckily the Batch touched down on Pantora undetected. The port was small and busy, and Specter hoped they could keep a low profile long enough to get out of there. More importantly, she hoped Tech was right that he could scramble the Marauder’s code.

Specter had changed into civvies before they landed. Though she wasn’t too happy to be without her armor, the simple clothes worked as a disguise. The plan was to stay with Wrecker and Tech while they worked on the ship, but she had a feeling Hunter and Echo would need reinforcements as they went to trade in the city, and given her experience with blending in with local populations from previous missions, she was the obvious choice. 

“Why’d you have to tell me we’re out of rations? Now I’m starving!” Wrecker whined as he followed Tech out of the Marauder. 

“Our priority is scrambling the ship’s signature key,” Tech reminded. 

“No, that’s your priority,” Wrecker grumbled as the two walked out of earshot to haggle their way out of checking in while they restocked and refueled. Specter giggled, pulling out a case of supplies and spare parts, rummaging through it and searching for anything that might afford the Batch a few credits. 

“Woah, what’re you wearing?” Specter eyed Echo as he came into view. 

“Tech has a bunch of spare droid parts lying around. Pretty convincing, right?” Echo saluted. Specter smiled and shook her head, stretching her arms over her head before grabbing another case to sort through. 

“Specter, you have tattoos?” Omega asked, coming down from her new room. 

“Hmm? Oh, I sure do!” Specter smiled, pulling up her sleeve and flexing her right arm, which was covered fully in ink. 

A knife wrapped around her wrist with a wing extending up her outer forearm. On her upper arm, CT across and 9904/5 down, the Batch’s half skull insignia beside 99. Specter turned her arm, each of the Batchers’ helmets ran up and down her arm, Crosshair’s was beside hers.

“Echo’s was a more recent addition,” she explained. Omega carefully brushed her fingers over the woman's skin, tracing the lines of ink and turning her arm back around. 

“What's this one?” she asked, pointing at a circular symbol on her shoulder. “It looks like a moon!”

“I actually don't know. Some sort of runes I guess. The locals said it was a symbol for divine strength and I said ‘sure, why not?’” said Specter. Omega giggled.

“Do all of you have tattoos?” the girl asked.

“Wrecker is the only one who doesn’t; he’s not a big fan of needles. But even so, I like to think of our tattoos as just another thing that connects us, even if it’s just ink under our skin…” she trailed off, her mind drifting to Crosshair’s absence. Omega gently put her hand on Specter’s. 

“I’m sure he misses you too,” she said, seeming to read her mind. Specter smiled, patting the girl’s head and nodding towards the main hold where Hunter was scavenging parts to sell in a bag. He handed the bag to Omega before grabbing hold of an explosive; Specter grimaced.

“Wrecker won’t be happy,” she commented.

“Well, he’ll have to choose: explosives or food,” he chuckled before leaving the ship after Echo and Omega. 

Wrecker and Tech were already working outside, unloading and clearing things out of the way so Tech could make the modifications he needed. 

“You can’t sell that explosive. It’s our last one,” Wrecker protested as Hunter put the explosive in the bag. 

“And it’s the only thing we have worth any money,” Hunter reminded him.

“You wanna eat, don’t you?” Specter said, patting his shoulder as she walked past him to where Tech was. Wrecker groaned in complaint.

“Why do Spec, Tech, and I have to do all the repairs while you get to go sightseeing?”

“‘Sightseeing’?” Omega echoed with excitement.

“No, no. This is a supply run,” Hunter insisted, fixing a glare at Wrecker for exciting Omega. “In and out, quickly and quietly.”

“Yeah. And you stick out too much,” Echo commented.

“Oh, and you don’t?” Wrecker argued. 

“Not dressed like this.” Echo lowered his mask, looking more like a droid. 

“Then why is Specter dressed in civvies?”

“She’s backup,” Hunter answered as she gave a two-fingered salute, “now if you’re done complaining, let’s get moving. Omega, you’re with us.” The girl cheered and followed Echo and Hunter out of the hangar.

“Be careful!” Specter shouted after them. 

“And bring back something good to eat!” Wrecker added. Tech looked up from his scanner after they had gone.

“Specter, I’ll need you up at the neck to recalibrate the system’s output feed as well as the code matrix,” he instructed. 

“Alright, get me up there,” Specter nodded, rolling her shoulders. She stepped into Wrecker’s interlaced hands and was boosted up onto the upper hull of the Marauder, Tech tossed her the necessary tools. She pulled off the panel that covered the neck, peering through the hardware. “You said the code matrix too?” 

“Correct. It will synthesize the new signature throughout the ship,” Tech affirmed.

“Right!” Specter set to work. 

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Specter swung her legs as she watched Tech and Wrecker work on the ship’s signature. Her work had finished only a while ago, and as the afternoon sun beat down on them, she began to worry about Hunter, Echo, and Omega. She groaned loudly in complaint. 

“Are you done yet? My back hurts.”

“Well, an easy remedy would be to stop slouching,” Tech replied. Specter slowly straightened her back. “And as for our repairs… best find something to do in the meantime.”

“Specter, come in,” Hunter’s voice startled her over the comm.

“If you’re getting food, make sure whatever you get me is medium spicy,” she replied.

“Not that. I’ll need you here. Echo is going to be… preoccupied, and I’ll need someone here,” he said.

“He’s going to sell me for cheap,” Echo protested. Specter burst out laughing, holding her stomach. “2000 credits is not funny!” She only laughed harder, struggling to catch her breath.

“Echo, honey, Cross would have sold me for a meiloorun. Be grateful they thought you were worth that much.” She hopped down from the Marauder and waved a farewell to Tech and Wrecker. “If you can scrape a little more, make the deal, Hunter. I’ll meet you guys shortly. Have fun, Echo,” she teased, making her way out of the hangar and towards Hunter. 

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Hunter’s comm signal was sporadic at best, and with the city teeming with diverse life, interfering frequencies could have been the answer. Specter blended in easily enough, but she still made sure to avoid the ever-present Imperial soldiers while trying to navigate the bazaar of vendors, all while somehow finding her teammate. 

She continued to wander the market, heading in the direction of Hunter’s last signal. More than once, she paused to sample various commodities from eager vendors before scolding herself to stay on task. The sky began to darken. She hoped Hunter and Omega weren’t too far off. The sooner they found each other, the better.

Worry formed a knot in her stomach as she roamed the dimming streets. Of course she trusted Hunter to keep an eye on Omega… but she didn’t trust that Omega wouldn’t wander off. The girl was still too young and naive to realize how dangerous the galaxy was, which was adorable but stressful at the same time. She whacked her comm against her hand, hoping that would somehow strengthen Hunter’s signal. When it inevitably didn’t, Specter let out a frustrated hiss.

“We really need to modify these things if the coverage is gonna be so spotty,” she mumbled to herself. She ducked into an alleyway just as Imperial troops marched by; sighing with relief when her comm finally beeped again.    

“Wrecker, Tech, Specter, Echo. Come in,” Hunter reported in urgently. 

“Finally! I read you loud and clear–” 

“I lost Omega. Somebody attacked us,” he cut her off, sounding out of breath and frantic. Specter’s heart skipped a beat, dreading every possibility and worst case scenario. 

“You lost her?” she cried, reeling. As generally friendly as the locals were, Pantora was not the place to get lost in as a young girl. 

“Somebody who?” Wrecker asked.

“A woman. Highly trained. She’s after the kid,” Hunter panted. 

“‘Kriff,” Specter swore under her breath; being a target made things worse. “I’m on my way,” Specter huffed as she scanned through the crowd; she knew she didn’t have Hunter’s tracking skills, but what she did have was speed and stamina, so she could at least try and cover as much ground as possible. 

“I’ll tap into the central security network. There should be enough cameras in this city to find her,” Tech chimed in. 

Specter ran through the city, passing through alleyways and peering behind vendor stalls for any sign of Omega or a suspicious woman. 

“I have eyes on Omega. She is heading towards the maintenance tunnels, northwest at 155. Specter you are closest to intercept,” Tech reported into the comm. 

“On it,” she relayed, changing course, “just tell me who I’m— oof!” Specter and whoever she bumped into fell back onto the ground. “I am so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going,” she apologized, reorienting herself and looking over the stranger as they both stood up and brushed themselves off. A woman dressed in armor-lined clothing, sporting a blaster and helmet concealing her face, except for her eyes… which were intently tracking something over Specter’s shoulder. The clone slowly turned her head, seeing the maintenance tunnel a short distance away. “Though it looks like you were watching exactly where you were going,” she muttered.

The woman threw a punch that Specter easily saw coming; she caught her fist with her opposite hand and brought it over her shoulders, lifting her up with her other hand and throwing her down onto the ground. The woman grunted but quickly got up, eyeing her opponent. Specter stood in front of her, blocking her path.

“I like your tats,” she said, nodding. “Got those anywhere else?” 

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Specter said with a smirk.

“Well, I’m sure under different circumstances, we could have been great friends.”

“We still can if you would just leave the kid alone,” Specter offered. The woman seemed to consider it.

“One night with you… or more money than you can imagine,” the woman seemed to ponder her options. “Sorry to say, as tempting as you are, it’s not enough to buy me out,” the woman shrugged before trying to rush past Specter. But the clone extended her leg just as fast, kicking the woman in her stomach back a few feet.

“Nice try, but you’ll have to be faster than that,” Specter warned before stepping forward and moving to strike. This time, the woman blocked her punch too, initiating an exchange of fists, blocks, and dodges. The woman was indeed highly trained, enough so that Specter was both surprised and irritated that she hadn’t given in yet. The woman struck Specter’s lower ribs with her fists, causing her to double over, just as the woman brought up her armored knee. Specter grunted, tasting metal in her mouth. She grunted, quickly turning her head and spitting out blood. “Now I really don’t like you,” she growled. 

Specter tried her best to center herself, landing a few more blows to the woman’s side. Exhaustion was creeping into the corners of her vision. She was tired, hungry and disoriented, but giving Omega time to escape motivated her to keep going.

One of her punches failed to land, and in that moment of weakness, with her stance just off, her attacker managed to strike the pressure points in her shoulders, neck, and back. Specter gasped, crying out as her muscles stiffened and she fell to the ground.

It was a dirty move, one that left her momentarily paralyzed and helpless as she watched the woman slink down the maintenance tunnels toward Omega. 

Specter scolded herself for not seeing it sooner, for being so caught up in the fight she forgot to look for her opponent’s tells… or when her own tells were being analyzed. If only she’d realized a second sooner. 

“Tech,” Specter strained into her comm.

“Are you alright?” he replied. 

“Yeah,” she groaned, her muscles had already started to relax, allowing her to move again.  “Hunter wasn’t kidding when he said she was highly trained… she took me out with a nerve strike, but it's wearing off. Just a bruised or broken rib, I think. I only hope I bought Omega some time.” She grunted as she pushed herself off the ground, wobbling on unsteady legs and holding onto nearby crates for support. 

“I don’t have eyes in the tunnels, but two sensors just went off in the western sector” Tech chimed in. 

“Dank ferrick,” Specter hissed. That would mean the woman was still hot on Omega’s trail. She looked around, searching for anything that might be of use, smirking when she spotted a local pull up to a nearby shop on a speeder bike. She ran up to the vehicle, powering it up and revving the engine.

“Hey! My bike!” its owner shouted as she mounted the bike.

“Sorry, my kid’s in trouble!” she said before speeding off out of sight. 

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“Hunter, Specter just encountered the attacker, and lost,” Tech reported. Hunter stumbled in his tracks; Specter was more proficient in hand-to-hand combat, but if she was beaten in a fight… his worry for Omega increased. 

“Where’s Omega now?”

 “She is hanging from a maintenance tower skyway,” Tech told Hunter as he ran through the streets. 

“Hanging?” he hissed incredulously. 

“For now. I suggest you hurry,” Tech urged. 

“I’m en route,” Specter chimed in. She practically flew past Hunter on the bike, skidding to a stop in front of him. Specter tossed her hair back and revved its engine.

“Get on, pretty boy!” she called. He wasted no time hopping on the bike, holding onto her as she sped off. 

“‘Pretty boy’?” he questioned. 

“Don’t question it,” Specter said, waving off his incredulous tone. They wove through the sky-lanes, keeping their eyes up in hopes of spotting Omega. 

“There she is!” Hunter shouted over the roaring engines of the speedway, pointing over her shoulder. 

Specter spotted her a second later, and her heart immediately sank. Omega was indeed dangling from the top of the maintenance tower, held up by her pursuer. Specter accelerated, helpless as Omega fell from the tower into the cargo bed of a speeder. The woman immediately followed. Their bike was in fast pursuit, coming closer to the speeder when the woman opened fire. 

Specter swerved, then expertly maneuvered the bike to avoid the blasts. As she did so, Omega crawled over to the side and raised the cargo bed, causing the woman, as well as a few crates, to fall toward the ground; the girl held on tightly, hoping not to slip while reaching out towards the two.

“Hunter! Specter!” she whimpered nervously. Specter carefully approached while Hunter reached out towards her. “Look out!” she cried suddenly. They turned to see the woman rapidly approaching them in a stolen speeder with the intent to ram into them. Specter pulled up hard, twisting through the air as she struggled to get situated back on the bike and back into the lanes.

“I fly, you shoot,” Specter instructed before accelerating again. Hunter grabbed his pistol and started shooting at the woman, careful not to hit Omega. He adjusted his aim, firing at the speeder’s engine instead; as it slowed down, Specter took the chance to dive toward the girl. Hunter reached out and grabbed Omega just as she lost her grip and fell, pulling her up to sit between him and Specter.

“Hold on, kid. We’re not out of this yet,” he said, readying the grenade he’d apparently failed to sell, Omega tightening her hold around Specter’s waist. “Spec, get behind her.” Specter smirked at his plan. She put the bike in reverse, allowing the woman’s speeder to pass them, then, as Specter drifted the bike to change its direction, Hunter tossed the grenade onto the speeder. It exploded just as the trio made their escape back to the Marauder with no sign of the woman following them.

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Revving the bike’s engine, Specter sped the trio back towards the port, screeching to a stop as she landed just in front of the Marauder. A team of droids scurried out of the way as Tech and Echo emerged from the inside of the ship, Wrecker had only a couple more panels to replace on the ship’s exterior. 

“Aww I missed all the action,” Wrecker whined.

“Scrambling the ship’s signature wasn’t fun, Wrecker?” Specter teased as he replaced the final panel. “What’s with all the droids?” she questioned, watching the little parade of droids leave the hangar.

“Echo made some friends to help with the repairs,” Wrecker explained with a laugh.

“Were the theatrics really necessary? You almost hit my ship,” Tech said, seemingly disinterested in the group’s return. 

“Tech, we have to go now!” Hunter insisted, helping Omega off the bike. The two rushed into the ship with Wrecker close behind them. Specter hesitated, running her hand over the vehicle. 

“Specter,” Echo warned, with the same tone he might’ve used to scold a misbehaving Loth-cat, “we can’t keep the bike.” The woman groaned, trudging over.

“Wishful thinking, I know,” she grumbled. He merely shook his head, trying to hide a smile as he stepped to the side and allowed her to enter. “Are we clear to fly?”

“Technically, yes,” Tech answered, “though I still would have liked to-”

“Later, please.” Specter grabbed his shoulder and shoved him into the pilot’s chair, then flopped into her seat beside him. She started takeoff procedures without a second to waste while Tech grumbled about how he would have preferred to run a diagnostic of the ship before takeoff. He got over it soon enough, manning the controls and flying them off of Pantora and into the safe isolation of space. 

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“She has to be a bounty hunter,” Hunter sighed, putting down his bag and sitting behind Tech. Specter stood up and let Echo take her seat, standing next to Hunter while Omega stood in the middle of them all. 

“That’s what I was thinking,” Specter added. “She said something about Omega being worth ‘more money than I could imagine,’ and I can imagine quite a lot. We need to be careful, I doubt she’s the only one.” 

“What’s a ‘bounty hunter?” the girl asked. 

“Someone hired to retrieve targets,” Echo explained.

“And you appear to be the target,” Tech added.

“Me?” Omega cried. 

“Hey, don’t scare the kid,” Wrecker scolded.

“We have to find out who she is and who hired her,” Hunter said.

“And why they’re after her…” Specter said. She turned to see Omega’s brow furrowed with worry, a frown on her face. “Hey, Meg, look at me, don’t worry,” she said gently, kneeling to the girl’s level. She put her hands on her shoulders, “We’ll protect you. You’re safe with us, I promise.” Omega rushed forward to hug Specter, who returned the girl’s warm embrace and rubbed her back soothingly. “Wrecker, why don’t you get Omega settled in her room so she can rest up for our trip?” 

“Sure thing, boss,” nodded Wrecker. Specter let Omega go and watched as the two left the cockpit.

Hunter was the first to break the silence. “I don’t like this… if Omega’s a target of the Empire, laying low is going to be more difficult than we anticipated.” 

“We have to figure out who hired that bounty hunter,” Specter agreed. “But it’s not going to be easy now that we’re no longer on the Republic’s orders.” “About that,” Echo said, “I might have a connection on Ord Mantell that might get us the information we need. It’s risky, but during the war he was a trusted source by the Jedi.”

“You had me worried at ‘might’, ‘risky’, and ‘was’,” Specter quipped. 

“I’m open to other ideas,” Echo looked to the other members of the Batch. When they remained silent, he continued, “look, I don’t like it either but the sooner we find out what the Empire wants with Omega, or who wants her in the first place, the better.” 

“So, Ord Mantell it is,” Hunter mused. 

“Charting our course,” Tech said from the pilot's seat. “I only hope your so called ‘contact’ is still friendly.”

The ship lurched into hyperspace, Specter found herself beside Hunter, sitting in comfortable silence as she gazed out the viewport of the Marauder. 

So much had changed in so little time, she only hoped their family would be quick enough to adapt. She glanced back towards Omega’s makeshift room. The girl had fallen asleep in Wrecker’s lap, clearly exhausted from the chase. Specter couldn’t help but smile at the pair, thanking every star that Omega had made it back to them safely, and hoping that Ord Mantell would give them the answers and sanctuary they needed.

In case you were wondering from that little moment between Fennec and Specter: Specter is bisexual!

[jedipoodoo]

That finale was absolutely soul crushing but I am here thinking about how Fennter can still win like-

Basically Fennec Shand was tracking them and Omega in season one so logically she could help them find Omega AGAIN and it's basically allies of convenience with Hunter to lovers like traipsing across the galaxy through all of Fennec and Phee's sources trying to find any indication of the Advanced Science Division and Fennec is infuriating Hunter SO MUCH bc she "doesn't have to follow his orders" and he hates trusting the more unsavory types bc of what happened with Cid and then Echo reminds him that literally none of them follow orders so Hunter tries to talk through it with Fennec and they end up making out about it likeyado.

And they're both just angry people who have lost so much and Hunter Knows the only reason Fennec's around if because they're gonna give her a bunch of credits that they're gonna steal from whatever Imperial impound they find Omega in but he really likes having her around and he's starting to dream about a future where she's there with them on Pabu and Fennec knows the only reason that Hunter wants her around is because he needs her to help him find his sister but he's really starting to grow on her. In an annoying way.

Then they find Omega and Crosshair and Tech and Hunter's so happy and Fennec is so conflicted like she's been helping Hunter this whole time and she feels like staying will intrude on the happiness Hunter's trying to make for himself because she's never been able to be that happy and certainly not with other people but Hunter stops her from leaving and convinces her to stay and yeah

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

Just stumbled upon the Fennec Shand x Hunter ship and I support it solely for the "Fennec has three in one shampoo, soap and conditioner and Hunter has 3 Billion Products dedicated to only His Hair™" - headcanon

[dreamlandcreations]

Supernatural AU

hunter!Boba Fett x Reader (hunter!Fennec Shand)

Fennec was keeping an eye on you, not trusting you for a second. She felt like you were hiding something and her instincts kept her alive for so long so she wasn't gonna ignore her suspicions, no matter how much Boba seems to like you.

• moodboards masterlist •

[galacticgraffiti]

October Thots Masterlist

Kids (hopefully not, this blog is 18+), my original Masterlist has officially run out of Hyperlinks, so I am finally making a Masterlist for my october thoughts from two years ago lol

This blog, this masterlist and all the fics on it are

!!! NSFW // 18+ // Minors DNI !!!

Daddy!Jango (700w)

Brat Tamer!Cody (500w)

Exhibitionist!Fives (1.2k)

Thigh Riding with Gregor (1.3k)

Overstimulation with Fennec (800w)

Face riding + bandana bondage with Hunter (1.3k)

Praise with Rex (660w)

Biting/Marking with Wolffe (1.6k)

Cockwarming with Commander Fox (1.2k)

Body worship with Paz (1.9k)

Degradation with Boba (1.4k)

Heightened Senses with Hardcase (1.5k)

More heightened Senses with Hardcase (and guest star Fives) (1.8k)

Edging with Din (1.2k)

Anal with Jesse (2k)

Strap On Sex with Fennec (2k)

Competency Kink with Boba (2.5k)

Competition with TBB (2.1k)

Soft morning sex with Rex (1.7k)

Armoured Hallowe’en with Jango (1.6k)

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[im-no-jedi]

Mostly cuz I get the feeling I know how you'll answer (if you're of the same mindset as me): Hunter x Rafa

yeah... I can see why people would like it, but uhh... no thanks 😬

I don't care for Rafa as a character in general (I want to like her SO bad, but I just can't). and it's funny cause I normally love ships with that antagonistic dynamic, but... the ship is just squicky to me, I don't like it 😖

now Rafa x Wrecker? I could see that. she seemed genuinely into him, and I could totally see Wrecker softening her up some. I'd be ok with that one.

I'mma be real, I could get behind Hunter x Fennec much easier than Hunter x Rafa. Ming-Na Wen is even an open simp for Hunter, so yeah LOL (I actually have two figures of them standing next to each other on my desk shh don't tell anybody 😝)

[entitled-fangirl]

Such a pretty sight.

Din Djarin x reader

Summary: Toro Calico drags Mando into his hunt, which drags the Mandalorian's riduur and child into it as well.

Warnings: blasters, cursing, kidnapping, weird comments

Masterlist

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"Where are we going?"

Din turned back to look at his riduur. "I'm finding work."

This didn't help her confusion. "Then why am I coming with you?"

He turned to start walking again, "Because Mesh'la, you need a break from the kid. Now, put your mask back on."

She huffed under her breath but didn't argue.

When she started traveling with Din, he had given her a mask that fitted the bottom half of her face. It was simply for her safety, considering the wanted child they carried with them.

…

"Hey, droid, I'm a hunter. I'm lookin' for some work." The Mandalorian leaned on the bar, Y/N awkwardly standing behind him.

"Unfortunately, the Bounty Guild no longer operates from Tatooine."

"I'm not looking for Guild work."

The girl's head snapped up. What is Din doing?

"I am afraid that does not improve your situation, at least by my calculation."

A voice came from across the cantina, "Think again, tin can."

Y/N could feel the slight annoyed feeling in Din purely by his stance. He turned to look at the man who had interrupted them.

"If you're looking for work, have a seat, my friend." The man was young and cocky, Y/N could tell that much. "I'm Toro, Toro Calico." He pointed to the table he was sitting at, "C'mon, relax."

Y/N stepped forward slightly, her voice slightly muffled through the modulator of her small mask, "Mandalorians don't relax."

Toro smiled, "How about pretty girls?"

Din scoffed under his mask and moved to sit at the table, Y/N following behind.

Toro puts down his Bounty Puck, "Picked this up before I left the Mid Rim. It's Fennec Stand, an Assassin. I heard she's been on the run since the New Republic put all her employers in lockdown." He stared into Din's visor, which gave him nothing to read from him.

Din's deep, even voice calm through the modulator, "I know the name."

"Well, I followed this tracking fob here. Now the positional data suggests she's headed out beyond the Dune Sea." Toro looks over to Y/N with a charming smile, "Should be an easy job."

Din was getting annoyed, "Well, good luck with that." He got up from the table, holding his hand out to help Y/N stand. 

Toro was surprised, "Wait, wait, wait, hey. I thought you needed work?"

Din turned sharply, "How long have you been with the Guild?"

"Long enough."

"Clearly not. Fennec Shand is an elite mercenary. She made her name killing for all the top crime syndicates, including the Hutts." He balanced his weight onto his other foot, "If you go after her, you won't make it past sunrise."

He grabbed Y/N's wrist gently, pulling her away from the table. 

Toro groaned and moved to follow them, "This is… my first job. You can keep the money, all of it. I just need the job to get into the Guild." He scoffed, "I can't do it alone."

Din considered the plea, "Meet me at Hanger three-five in half an hour."

Toro looked relieved. But Din wasn't done.

"...bring two speeder bikes and give me the tracking fob."

Toro's eyes widened, his gaze shifting from the Mandalorian to the girl before he smashed the fob against the wall.

Din's head tilted in anger, and even his riduur was nervous.

Toro smiled, "Don't worry, got it all memorized."

Din's voice lowered, "Half an hour."

The man nodded. He turned to Y/N again, "And do I get to know your name before you leave?"

Her eyes widened, her lips slightly parted under her mask in slight shock. She turned to Din.

But before she could answer, Din's voice broke through, "No."

And he grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the cantina.

Toro yelled on their way out, "Looks like you're stuck with me now, partners."

…

The walk back to the Razor Crest was tense and she was unsure what to say. 

They walked up the ramp.

As she went to say something, Din stopped as if he hit a brick wall.

She stopped behind him, "…Din?"

The kid was gone.

Din ran out, leaving Y/N behind. 

He kicked at the droid near the Razor Crest, his voice a low growl, "WHERE IS HE??"

Peli Motto ran out with the child in her arms, "Quiet! Oh!" She shushes the child, "You woke it up."

Y/N wandered down the ramp, watching the exchange.

Din is enraged. "Give him to me."

"Not so fast. You can't just leave a child all alone like that. You know," she remarked, "you two have an awful lot to learn about raising a young one."

Y/N stepped up to meet Din. She looked to the woman, "Please. I'm his mother, Please."

Din went rigid at the confession. 

His riduur considered herself the child's mother.

Peli Motto sighed, handing the child to Y/N. Y/N immediately took the child back into the ship, a content smile on her face.

Peli held her hands on her hips, "Anyway, I started the repair on the fuel leak. There you go. I had a couple setbacks I want to talk to you about. You know, I didn't use any droids, as requested, so it took me a lot longer than I expected."

Din moved back into the ship, grabbing his bag.

She smiled, "But I figured you were good for the money since you have a few extra mouths to feed."

Din stopped, "Thank you."

…

Din met Toro in the Hanger, leaving his riduur and child in the ship. 

Toro sat on one of the speeder bikes proudly, "Hey, Mando, what do you think? Not too shabby, huh?"

Din expected the bike carefully.

Toro opened his mouth again, "What? You didn't bring the lady with you?"

Din turned slowly and angrily, but took a few deep breaths to make himself relax. "No."

Toro laughed, putting on his goggles, "Shame really. Would've been a pretty sight."

And he took off on the bike before Din could retaliate. 

Din followed behind. 

…

Y/N sat in the Razor Crest with the ramp down for hours while the men were gone, happily entertaining the child, and making small talk with Peli who continued her work. But soon, Peli had finished and made her way into her home for the night.

The Mandalorian's riduur babbled with the child and he walked around happily.

She heard footsteps and peaked her head up, hoping for Din to have already returned.

But he hadn't.

Toro did.

And he was aiming his blaster at her.

"Stand up, girl."

Her eyes widened in fear, shifting to the child.

Toro's tone became angrier, "I stand, stand up."

She did, holding her hands up.

"Now, get the child."

Y/N leaned down and picked up the child as intructed. "Toro, please…"

"Quiet. You're gonna do as I say."

…

Now at nightfall, he was finally making his way back to the Razor Crest.

The whole plan had gone to shit and the man had abandoned him.

Or had he?

Cause now Din saw the speeder bike outside of the Razor Crest.

He took out his blaster, carefully approaching.

"Took you long enough, Mando."

Toro emerged from the dark of the Razor Crest ramp. He held Y/N tight to his chest, and in her arms sat the child. His blaster was against the girl's temple uncomfortably.

"Looks like I'm calling the shots now. Huh, partner? Now drop your blaster and raise 'em."

He took a moment to study his riduur. She no longer had her mask. Her eyes were wide in uncertainty, and she held the child close to her chest in comfort. 

He couldn't handle the sight.

So, he dropped the blaster, and held his hands behind his head.

Y/N let out a gasp, "Mando…"

Toro grabbed at her neck harshly with his free hand, "Shut it."

The man leaned his head down to hers, his lips gently touching her ear, "I want you to go cuff him. Give me the child."

She gave out a small whimper, but knew there was no way to fight it.

She gave Toro the child and took slow, hesitant steps with the cuffs towards her riduur.

Toro took this time to monologue, "You're a Guild traitor, Mando. And I'm willing to bet that this here is the target you helped escape." He held his blaster towards the child.

Y/N, who had no reached Mando at this point, gently called out, "Don't touch him, please… please…"

Toro scoffed, "Cuff him, pretty girl. I'm waiting."

She nodded, moving towards Din.

Din had something in his hands behind his head.

"…Bringing you in won't just make me a member of the Guild, it'll make me legendary."

Mando took that as his opportunity.

He pressed the button on the remote in his hand, making a bright light and small explosion that blinded Toro.

Din grabbed Y/N and hid behind the nearest wall.

And blaster fire was all Y/N could hear and think about.

Until Toro was shot and fell from the ramp.

Y/N cursed, following closely behind Mando to the body. He reprimanded, "Stay back, Mesh'la."

She couldn't help it, "…the child…Din…?"

The child was no near to be seen.

She began to look around as Din inspected Toro's dead body.

Finally, she heard his babbling from behind a nearby crate.

"Oh, thank the maker… C'mere." She held the child close, kissing his little bald head.

When Din had turned back to his riduur, a smile came across his face beneath the beskar.

Toro was right.

She is such a pretty sight.

He stepped close to the woman and child. His gloved fingers lightly grazed the cut on her forehead.

She shook her head, "M'fine, Din."

He nodded. "Let's go, Cyare."

The little family left Tattooine in the Razor Crest. 

Din may have had fewer credits than he hoped to make out with, but he had much more that he was grateful to have. 

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