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jedipoodoo · 1 month ago

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Ruthlessness (Sergeant Hunter x fem!Reader)

"After everything you've done...how will you sleep at night?"

"Next to my wife."

Notes: Feral Hunter, above-average bloodshed and violence. Reader is implied to be a Jedi but it's never explicitly stated, inspired by that line from Epic: The Vengeance Saga.

Hunter tore through the base. He could smell your fear and terror, and he knew you were nearby. He didn't even need Tech's directions.

This is what he was made for.

He hadn't slept since he'd heard you'd been captured, and he wouldn't rest until you were safe in his arms.

He quickly dispatched the two TK Troopers at the door with blaster and knife. Before the first body could hit the floor, he snatched the key card from their belt. He could hear your heartbeat just beyond the door, sluggish and slow, along with one other heartbeat and the deadly hum of an interrogation droid.

The moment the door opened, Hunter found his target, launching his vibroblade at the droid.

The blaster shot took him by surprise. Hunter managed to dodge so that it grazed him just below the ribs, but it burned. Every nerve in his body screamed out in pain,but he had to keep moving forward Hunter dropped to his knee, holding his wound, and looked up at the blaster pointed at his face.

"Doctor Hemlock warned me you'd come after her," the Imperial officer said, his voice low and lethal. He sounded just like Hemlock and Rampart, a controlled calm with a storm seething beneath the surface.

Hunter had no use for control. Not when he saw you hanging limp in the officer's arm like the damsel in distress in some cheap holo novel.

"Let her go, and I might let you live." Hunter growled, pushing himself to his feet.

The blaster followed his every move, and the officer chuckled as if he hadn't just been threatened.

"That's not an option here. She's a traitor, as are you."

Hunter took a step forward, only to stumble against a table littered with surgical tools. The officer kept the blaster trained on him, smart man.

But not smart enough.

"You're a stubborn one, aren't you?" The officer chuckled, "You clones just don't know when to quit."

"Hun'red percent success rate," Hunter bragged through gritted teeth, forcing his legs to support him.

"And vain too," the officer scoffed.

Hunter turned his body just enough that the officer couldn't see him grab the scalpel, still trying to make his way to you. Your heartbeat was growing slower with each passing second. He had to get you out of here.

"And what do you call your Emperor, then? An empire that'll last a thousand years? The Republic's been around longer than that."

"The Republic is gone!" The officer snapped, "That is the difference between the Galactic Empire and your precious Republic!" He jabbed the barrel of his blaster against Hunter's chestplate, sealing his doom.

Hunter moved too fast for anyone but Crosshair to have really noticed. The scalpel met its target in the vein of the officer's wrist, and he dropped the blaster with a scream. Hunter grabbed the wound and twisted it, forcing the officer to drop your body. Hunter only took his eyes off the officer to make sure you were safe, but he recovered quickly. He reached for the blaster with his non-dominant hand, and Hunter kicked it out of reach. The officer went for Hunter's wound, digging his hand into the wound. The air was ripped from Hunter's lungs as he tried to focus his vision. He couldn't let you die here, not as a trophy for some fanatic Imperial sycophant.

He still gripped the scalpel in his hand, and as the officer grinned sadistically Hunter drew it across his face. Blood splattered everywhere, and the officer reeled back with his face in his hands. Hunter didn't let him recover. He stomped his booted foot on the officer's shin, shattering his bones. The officer writhed on the floor as he tried to crawl away, dark blood from his face and wrist staining his gray uniform and slicking the tile floor.

Hunter held his side and adjusted his hold on the scalpel for a firmer grip, standing above the insignificant worm of a sentient that had dared to lay a hand on his Cyare.

"You clones-" the officer spat, coughing on his own blood.

"Scraping by, betraying the glory of the Empire just to live hand to mouth..."

"How how do you live with yourself?

"How do you sleep at night?"

Hunter grabbed onto the officers hair, yanking his head back so that the last thing he ever saw was the clone who would kill him.

"Next to my wife."

He drove the scalpel into the monster's chest, over, and over, and over again, until he heard the silence of its heart.

Hunter heaved a deep breath, tasting the coppery tang of blood at the back of his throat. It took a moment, but Hunter knew it wasn't his own.

A shuddering breath echoed through the room, and Hunter turned to you, crouching in between you and the officer so that you wouldn't have to see him as you woke up.

"Cyare? Cyare, can you hear me?" He called your name, cradling your head in his lap.

You mumbled something unintelligible, eyelids twitching.

"Hun'er?"

"Easy, easy Cyare, you're safe. It's over," He said. He gently pressed his fingers to the spot below your jaw where he could feel your heartbeat. It was delicate, like the flutter of a bird's wing, but it was there all the same. He needed to get you to the ship.

Hunter lifted you into his arms and though you raised your arms to hang onto his neck, they weighed as much as a starcruiser.

"I've got you," He whispered, "You're gonna be alright."

Your knee hit the blaster wound in his side, and he winced.

"You're hurt," You gasped, still drugged but now worried about him.

He shook his head and straightened his shoulders, "Don't worry about me. You're safe now. That's all that matters."

@photogirl894 @meadow-of-daisies-and-lavender @emperor-palpaminty @clonethirstingisreal (I just thought y'all would enjoy ✌️)

#merry christmas ya filthy animals #i've been trying to write this since halloween #not as much hunter/reader action but that's not the point of this one #lizart writes #sergeant hunter x reader #tbb hunter x reader #hunter x reader #tbb hunter x you #sergeant hunter x you #blood tw #violence tw #also s/o to asherthewarlock this gif is gorgeous ty for blessing us #🙏🙏🙏🙏

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ink-perfect · 4 months ago

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enough.

## request!

─ about: animanga luffy x gn!reader ⋆. fluff, 2nd person ⋆. post-timeskip, friends-to-lovers, playful banter, reader insecurities, reassurance + communication 🥹 ─ synopsis: you've been having issues grappling with not only your own insecurities, but potential feelings for the guy who's been your best friend since what feels like forever. the dilemmas both seem like lost causes, but a single conversation with a certain captain might just prove you wrong on both fronts…

the wind tugged at your hair as you leaned against the railing of the thousand sunny, lost in your thoughts. the sun was beginning to set, casting warm hues of pink and gold across the sky, but you barely noticed. you had always loved sunsets, but tonight, you felt distant, detached from the beauty around you.

it had been two years since the straw hats had separated, each of you training, growing stronger in your own right. you’d been through so much together before that, and reuniting had felt like finally coming home. but even now, with your friends with you again, something still didn’t feel quite right. you had gotten stronger physically, yes - strong enough to stand your ground against anyone who threatened the crew. but there were other battles you weren’t sure you could win. battles within your own head.

and most of these battles revolved around him.

luffy.

the carefree, reckless captain who had somehow become the centre of your world without you even realising it. you and luffy had always been close, ever since the beginning of the grand line. “the bestest of friends”, as he liked to put it. you were the one who could keep up with his energy, who laughed at his dumb jokes, who didn’t hesitate to dive headfirst into chaos alongside him, yet kept him grounded throughout all of it. you balanced his wild spirit with your own level-headedness, and it just worked.

and as the years passed, the bond you had only grew stronger - in ways you couldn’t describe. all you knew was that it wasn’t just friendship to you anymore. it hadn’t been for a while.

and that scared you more than anything.

how could someone like you be anything more than a friend to someone like luffy? he was always so simple, so direct, living in the moment without a care for deeper emotions. it wasn’t that you thought he didn’t care - he cared fiercely about his friends, about his crew. but you? the idea that he could feel anything more for you than friendship seemed impossible. you didn’t fit the picture of what luffy needed.

you sighed, the tension in your chest tightening as doubts began to creep in again.

“oi!”

luffy’s voice cut through your thoughts, and before you could even turn, you felt him hop up onto the railing beside you. he was balanced effortlessly, hands resting behind his head as the wind tousled his dark hair. his hat tipped back on his head as he jumped down to wrap his hands around your shoulders, face plastered with a goofy grin.

“found you!” he said, his voice full of energy as always. “i’ve been looking for you all over the ship!”

you couldn’t help but smile a little despite yourself, his infectious spirit pulling you out of your own head, even if only for a moment. “you could’ve just yelled, you know. i would’ve heard you.”

luffy laughed, tightening his grip on you. “yeah, but where’s the fun in that?”

he was fully bear hugging you now, his weight resting on your shoulders, but you’d gotten used to that over the years. luffy had never been one for personal space, and he’d always clung to you like a koala whenever he felt like it. it was comforting, in a way. but lately, that comfort had began to stir something deeper within you, something you were too afraid to acknowledge. you frowned as this conflict enveloped you again, an all-consuming tornado of worry.

“you okay?” luffy asked, his voice suddenly quieter, as if sensing that something was off.

you tensed. he was always good at reading you, even when you thought you were hiding your emotions. it was both comforting and terrifying, especially now.

“yeah,” you lied, your voice a little too quick, a little too forced. you were trying to sound casual, like everything was fine, but you weren’t fooling anyone. not him, at least.

“you sure?” luffy released you from his embrace, not convinced. “come to think of it, you have been acting weird lately.”

your heart skipped a beat. luffy didn’t often notice the subtleties in situations, but with you, he always seemed to pick up on them - you loved and hated this at the same time. you loved how it was a mark of your connection, an unspoken indicator of just how close the two of you were, but you hated how exposed you felt under his gaze, like he could see right through you into things you weren’t ready to admit to even yourself.

you took a deep breath, trying to steady your voice. “i’m just thinking, that’s all.”

he puffed out his cheeks in exaggerated confusion. “you? thinking? that’s new!”

you couldn’t help but laugh. “wow, rude.”

“i’m serious, though!” he insisted, peering at you like you were some sort of puzzle. “you’ve been super quiet lately. it’s freakin’ me out! you’re not, like, planning a mutiny or something, are ya?”

you feigned shock, giggling as you spoke. “oh no…who told you about my plans to take over your precious ship? eh, too late now to care - i’ll just begin ‘operation: overthrow captain luffy’ early!”

“start whatever operation you want, but you’re not getting my hat,” luffy shot back with a grin.

you shook your head, laughing under your breath. “relax, captain. i’m not after your hat.”

“good,” he said, eyes softening. “but seriously though. whatcha been thinking about?”

you sighed, turning back to face the horizon. the sky had darkened, the deep oranges and purples now melting into the sea. your fingers tightened around the railing. “i’ve actually been thinking about…us.”

“us?” luffy repeated. while his voice carried that familiar carefree lilt, you could feel his eyes boring into you, watching closely. it made your cheeks heat up even more than they already had, something you didn’t think was possible. “what about us?”

you swallowed hard, your chest tightening as you struggled to find the right words. he was your best friend, and yet here you were, doubting whether you were even good enough to be by his side. you had never been good at this - at opening up, especially when it came to your insecurities. luffy wasn’t like that. he didn’t worry, didn’t overthink. he was bold, carefree, always chasing what he wanted without a second thought. sometimes, you envied that about him. sure, you would always accompany him on his adventures, take shots that many others would shy out of - but your overtly-logical internal monologue would always be raging while you did it. so, was it really even enough?

“i just…i’ve been thinking about the past two years,” you started, keeping your voice as steady as possible. “and how everyone’s…changed. how everyone’s gotten stronger. how you’ve gotten stronger. and i know i have too, but…” your voice broke off.

“but what?” luffy asked, leaning closer, his voice softening in that rare way it did when he sensed something was wrong.

“i’m just me,” you whispered, hating how weak the words sounded, how small they made you feel. “i overthink everything. i get scared. i doubt myself all the time. i’m not like you, luffy. i’m not fearless. i’m...i'm not enough.”

there. you said it. the thing that had been eating at you for so long, that had turned your chest into a knot of anxiety every time you saw him smile or laugh or throw himself into danger without a second thought. you weren’t like him, all brave and cool - and you couldn’t imagine how someone like him could ever see you as anything more than just a friend.

your words hung heavy between you. you stared ahead, at the horizon, afraid to look at him, afraid of what you might see on his face - pity, confusion, maybe even indifference.

but then, suddenly, you felt luffy’s arm grab yours, tugging you around to face him. his eyes, usually so bright and carefree, were serious, focused in a way that made your heart skip a beat.

“that’s stupid.”

his words were so blunt, you almost thought you’d misheard him. “what?”

luffy’s grip on your arm tightened, and for the first time, there was something in his expression you couldn’t quite read. “i said, that’s stupid. you’re not ‘just’ anything. you’re my nakama. that’s more than enough.”

his words hit you harder than you expected, but they weren’t enough to quiet the doubts swirling inside you. you pulled your arm free, crossing it with your other over your chest defensively. “you say that, but…why would someone like you even want me around? i’m not fearless like you. i-”

“who cares?” luffy cut you off, his voice rising slightly. “i don’t even want you to be like me.”

you stared at him, your heart pounding. “but-”

“you’re you,” he interrupted again, words coming out quietly, almost like they were something precious he didn’t want to break. “and i like that. i like you.”

he looked up at you as he said the last three words, eyes searching yours, and for a split second, the world shrank down to just the two of you, standing on the deck of the sunny with the warm breeze brushing past. his face was uncharacteristically close, and you could see every flicker of emotion pass through his dark eyes - determination, warmth, a hint of vulnerability. his words kept replaying through your head, an oh-so-sweet broken record.

“you…like me?” you repeated, breathless.

luffy’s gaze held yours, unwavering, but there was something more delicate about it now - less like the determined captain you knew and more like a boy confessing something he had never quite figured out how to say until now.

“yeah, i like you. like…more than my nakama,” he added, his words slow and deliberate, as if he was trying to explain something he himself was still figuring out.

your mind went blank, the wind all but knocked out of you by the simplicity of it - how easily he said the words that sent your heart spiralling into chaos. you had known your best friend for so long, fought beside him, laughed with him, even faced death with him. but this? you had never imagined this.

“i- luffy-” you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper. “do you mean you…like like me?”

he tilted his head slightly, that familiar grin slowly pulling at the corner of his mouth. “yeah. i thought that was obvious,” he said, scratching the back of his head. “i’ve like liked you for a long time! even zoro knows!”

your heart was hammering in your chest now, his words sinking in slowly, like waves lapping gently at the shore, washing away the walls of doubt you had built around yourself. the warmth in his voice, the honesty in his eyes - it was almost overwhelming.

you opened your mouth to respond, but nothing came out. you didn’t know what to say, how to express the whirlwind of emotions flooding through you. luffy, sensing your hesitation, smiled - an easy, genuine smile that made something in your chest relax. “i really do like you, and i don’t care if you’re different or if you worry about stuff. i just…i want you around. that’s what’s enough for me.” he said, his voice quieter again, but full of that unshakable sincerity.

you stared at him, your heart full and aching all at once. he didn’t care about your doubts, your insecurities, or the things that made you feel small. he just wanted you. the realisation was almost too much to bear, but at the same time, it was exactly what you needed to hear.

for a moment, neither of you spoke. the sound of the waves lapping against the sunny and the breeze filling the sails filled the silence between you. you took a deep breath, feeling lighter than you had in months, maybe even years.

“luffy…” you started softly, your voice no longer shaky but filled with something else - something warm and grateful. “i…i like like you too.”

the words came out easier than you expected, and as soon as they were said, luffy’s grin widened even more, his eyes lighting up like he’d just heard the best news in the world.

“really?!” he exclaimed, stepping closer again, his energy bubbling up as if he couldn’t contain it.

you laughed, the last of your tension melting away. “yes, really.”

without warning, luffy grabbed your hand, lifting it into the air as if you’d just won a battle. “yes! i knew it!” he cheered, his excitement so genuine, so luffy, that you couldn’t help but laugh along with him. his joy was infectious, lighting up the world around you like the bright sunlight that still clung to the horizon. you felt lighter, freer, standing there with him, his hand in yours.

but then, in one of those rare moments when luffy broke from his usual happy-go-lucky nature, he stopped cheering. his smile softened, and before you could process what was happening, the straw hat tugged you closer, his grip on your hand tightening just a bit. you could feel the warmth of his skin against yours, your heart thudding in your chest as the distance between you disappeared.

and then, without any warning, luffy leaned in and kissed you.

it was simple and sweet, a brief press of his lips against yours that left your head spinning and your heart racing. there was no extreme buildup, no dramatic tension - just luffy, as straightforward and honest as always, sharing the moment with you like it was the most natural thing in the world.

it was perfect.

your breath caught in your throat as you looked up at him, surprised, but he was already grinning, his usual goofy smile back in place as if nothing had changed. but everything had changed, and you could feel it in the way his hand stayed interlinked with yours, a steady warmth grounding you in the moment.

“so,” luffy said, smiling as he tilted his head slightly, his eyes twinkling with excitement. you leaned in, so ready to hear whatever he had to say.

“have you seen any meat around?”

you threw your head back in laughter, your heart full as you squeezed his hand in pure happiness. you had just kissed, and that was the first thing he thought to say. “you’re impossible, you know that?”

“yeah, but now i’m your impossible,” he said with a wink, still grinning ear to ear. it was such a witty comment for him you couldn’t even complain. instead, you kissed him again, earning yet another adorable, trademark-luffy grin.

and in that moment, as his joy mixed with yours, the doubts that had weighed you down for so long didn’t seem so overwhelming. they weren’t gone completely, but they didn’t matter as much anymore - not with luffy standing there, beaming like the sun itself and holding your hand like he’d never let go. somehow, with him, it all felt…right. simple. like the sea stretching out endlessly before you - full of possibilities, but no longer so daunting when you knew you weren’t facing it alone.

“let’s go find you some meat then, loverboy.”

── ౨ৎ masterlist

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