i adore crosshair's dynamic with omega so much . not only for how lovely it is , but what it says about both of them as characters ; quietly emphasizing aspects of crosshair . the persistence needed to for him to assimilate to your presence , leading to the softer delivery of his trademark honesty — not to mention the " oh , i'm way worse " in response to being more overprotective than hunter .
he's a quiet lover , and a lot of people aren't built for that . he's worth it , though , a million times over . he scans over someone and knows what they're thinking , what's making them (un)comfortable . acts of service , but not one to demand overwhelming praise for it — saying he'll take it back if you'll make such a big deal about it .
warmth is something he craves , but refuses to beg for . don't ever underestimate the warmth of a hand wanting to defrost his own ; always running cold , despite the protected heart of his.
Ibis Paint... plus my finger instead of a stylus... plus screenshots (but still not quite combining them yet, unless they're a perfect match of face/angle, hehe). And yes, I missed some lines and details here, and Michael Scott looks kinda like that creature from The Goonies... but you get the gist. 😜
Collaborative work with @lightwise... What started off as self-indulgent Crosshair smut has evolved into a fully-developed fic, with plot, character development, twists and turns, angst, yearning, and plenty of delicious *spice*. ;)
Anyone wanna binge a spicy adventure with Crosshair x Reader that is a wildly indulgent fix-it fic with some twists and turns and a deeply satisfying ending?
Collaborative work with @lightwise... What started off as self-indulgent Crosshair smut has evolved into a fully-developed fic, with plot, character development, twists and turns, angst, yearning, and plenty of delicious *spice*. ;)
haha! Awww yay! Thaaank you! Cat is an integral part of it. ;) LOL.
I loved the character arc for Crosshair in this. It was SO FUN to collaborate with such a genius author, and the balance of action, adventure, ups and downs, emotions, growth, and sexy sexy times was probably some of our best work yet. 😂
I’d like to highlight a different artist in each chapter of the full-length Hunter fanfic I’ve got in the works. If you:
- enjoy drawing him or any of the boys/Omega in civilian/domestic/beach scenes, OR
have existing art of Hunter in a variety of contexts, OR
- would like to draw him in various scenes with an OC, I’d love to share your work if I can fit it into a chapter!
There are about 20 spaces left for all of you amazingly talented peeps out there. 🥹💙 I’d love to showcase the MANY ways y’all draw our beloved Sergeant! 🤓
Word Count: 2.7k
Content: Kissin, Harder Kissin, and general Crosshair a**holery.
FULL DISCLOSURE -- the setting/meeting of this Crosshair/reader was inspired by this fic by MelMorganne99 on Ao3. I tweaked it to be a tea shop, and it’s not an AU, but still felt as though credit was due. If you’re looking for a long, engaging, fun, amazing AU slow burn with Crosshair and an OC, give it a read!
The door to the shop swung open with a dainty tinkle from the bell, and you looked up from your book behind the counter to see who it was. Him again. That lanky newcomer who had originally visited a few weeks ago with a similarly tall, skinny man he’d introduced as his brother. They were both equipped with a curious array of armor, splashed with red accents across the gray, and were quite unique-looking, catching your interest immediately. The first had approached the counter with a squint of scrutiny at the menu, scanning the lists of loose-leaf teas you offered, and the second had simply lurked behind, lazily rolling a toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other.
“For increased muscular vascularity and general circulation, which of the following options would you surmise is the most concentrated and potent? The cinnamon green tea or the hawthorne root tea?” the bespectacled one inquired, looking up to you and continuing quickly as though his question needed to be justified, “I understand they are both useful for that purpose, but am curious if you’re aware of the concentration levels of your particular strains.”
He was regarding you so earnestly that you couldn’t tell whether to be pissed off or amused, but the eyeroll from his companion behind him pushed you more toward amusement. You made a thinking face, twisting your lips to one side and furrowing your brow, and considered the question. To be completely honest, you didn’t have a damn clue, but didn’t want to appear completely inept. Fortunately, your pondering was interrupted by the impatient lurker.
For the 500 followers prompts: #3 switching dates on a double date…with an at first standoffish but then slowly warming up Crosshair. And congratulations on 500 followers! So glad you’re in this community 🙏🏻❤️
So grateful for you and your sweet spirit! We decided to tweak this one slightly, after some discussion, so instead of a double-blind date, You and Crosshair are each on a blind date, in the same restaurant. And this is kind of an AU… just so Cross can be in his sexy clothes. ;)
Crosshair x GN(I think?) or Fem Reader
Word Count: 2k
Content Warnings: PG-13, suggestive, making out, Crosshair being an ass as usual. ;) Dividers by @djarrex
“All alone?” a silken voice came from beside you, startling you out of your reverie. You’d been absently twirling your straw in your fingers, and dropped it in surprise. Jerking your head up, you took in the newcomer: a tall, slender, sharp-looking man with silvery gray hair, peppered with black. He had the most intense eyes you’d ever seen, further accentuated by the tattoo of a target around his right eye. His presence was somehow chilling and thrilling at the same time, and you were spinning your wheels trying to find your words.
“I’m meeting someone, actually,” you answered, finding your courage again. “I just came early to… prepare…” Your eyes dropped to your drink, a strong concoction that you’d nursed almost to the bottom.
Reposting some of my works for all you new followers (welcome!!) who might be looking for some fun, warm and fuzzy reads while we wait for TBB S3!!
This one ended up leading into an entire full-length fic (linked at the end) with lots of hot n spicy smut (MINORS DNI), character growth, twists and turns, cameos from all our favorite characters, and a fix-it happy ending. :D
But like, is no one gonna talk about how great Crosshair would be on arcade and theme park dates? All the games about shooting a thing at a thing or getting a thing on a thing? DON'T LIE TO ME, STAR WARS. WE ALL KNOW IF HE LOVED SOMEONE ENOUGH THAT HE'D WIN ALL THE PRIZES FOR THEM!!!!
Word Count: 2.7k
Content: Kissin, Harder Kissin, and general Crosshair a**holery.
FULL DISCLOSURE -- the setting/meeting of this Crosshair/reader was inspired by this fic by MelMorganne99 on Ao3. I tweaked it to be a tea shop, and it’s not an AU, but still felt as though credit was due. If you’re looking for a long, engaging, fun, amazing AU slow burn with Crosshair and an OC, give it a read!
The door to the shop swung open with a dainty tinkle from the bell, and you looked up from your book behind the counter to see who it was. Him again. That lanky newcomer who had originally visited a few weeks ago with a similarly tall, skinny man he’d introduced as his brother. They were both equipped with a curious array of armor, splashed with red accents across the gray, and were quite unique-looking, catching your interest immediately. The first had approached the counter with a squint of scrutiny at the menu, scanning the lists of loose-leaf teas you offered, and the second had simply lurked behind, lazily rolling a toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other.
“For increased muscular vascularity and general circulation, which of the following options would you surmise is the most concentrated and potent? The cinnamon green tea or the hawthorne root tea?” the bespectacled one inquired, looking up to you and continuing quickly as though his question needed to be justified, “I understand they are both useful for that purpose, but am curious if you’re aware of the concentration levels of your particular strains.”
He was regarding you so earnestly that you couldn’t tell whether to be pissed off or amused, but the eyeroll from his companion behind him pushed you more toward amusement. You made a thinking face, twisting your lips to one side and furrowing your brow, and considered the question. To be completely honest, you didn’t have a damn clue, but didn’t want to appear completely inept. Fortunately, your pondering was interrupted by the impatient lurker.
It's been a while since our amazing resident artists graced us with artwork for dividers, and I was JUST thinking about some incredible images I saw way back when... and realized that @snotbuggle and I never shared these with you!! SO, without further ado, may I present an insanely amazing set of Bad Batch dividers for both SFW and NSFW works! Artwork by the one and only @snotbuggle and all the distracting crap around it is by me. 😂 Please credit the artist (not me) when you use them and/or link to this post! <3
Author's note: There's lots of angst in this one, I'm sorry! But it's setting up for the next chapter to be lots of fluff. So, I hope that makes up for it.
Your writing is so fantastic cause I am totally absorbed. I can FEEL Crosshair’s angst and frustration… the annoyance of never being left alone but the deep unspoken tolerance [gratitude] for those who love him.
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