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I did a post about Sanctuary details that I think imply Hunter doesn’t see himself as like an actual real person (at least subconsciously) but I also need to do one about how it shows up in Sanctuary bc If you asked Hunter, he’d tell you he doesn’t buy into the whole kaminoan you’re just a weapon for a purpose thing. he’s the head of tbb of course he doesn’t! He’s not a reg. But the thing is he’s just exchanged “ct 9901 is for tracking and eliminating targets” for “Hunter is for protecting his brothers.” He’s not a real person. Not like the others are.
And it’s a character flaw!!! My favorite thing ever is when a character hates themself so much and disregards their own humanity to such an extent that it becomes a flaw. Happened to my good friend Breq JusticeofToren Mianaai (my other favorite stunningly violent endlessly loving and gentle child-loving war machine learning to be human after being forcibly removed from their life/identity as a tool of imperialism) and it happens to Hunter.
It’s the reason he projects EVERYTHINGGGG onto others. He wants the others to want to stay on Pabu bc he doesn’t want things. He doesn’t have desires beyond keeping his family safe. And so if he wants this it’s not because he’s tired. It’s not because he’s sick of the fighting. It’s to keep them safe. And so them not wanting it as much is a big fucking problem. And why he projects his failure onto Phee (the this is all your fault argument that ends in the brutal tech crosshair comment) bc he can’t fail. They’ll leave him if he fails. He’s nothing if he fails and he might as well not be alive.
It’s why he can’t stand the thought of them separating. In that convo with Wrecker where Wrecker says they want different things, it’s not the not staying on Pabu that bothers him the most. Wrecker emphasizes the idea of them going in different directions bc he knows THAT’S the real problem. Bc if they’re not all together then Hunter can’t be there to protect them so what is he supposed to do?? He’s for protecting them!!
And it’s why he’s so bent out of shape when Phee says he’s not their sergeant anymore. She’s not attacking his pride like she thinks. She’s attacking the entirety of his identity.
People have been sending me your posts and I have been lowkey obsessed, scribbling notes about them at work, re-reading some other Hunter posting, etcetera, etcetera, and I thought I should actually log in and reply to one of your posts. I hope I'm not overstepping by doing so, but I haven't been able to get some of your points out of my head, and wanted to reblog with my own commentary. Plus, I feel fated to find this particular post first because personhood is Hunter's WHOLE THING as a character in the show, and in the book -- as you've said above.
Qualifications: nearly 500k words of published TBB fan fiction, mainly gen w/ Hunter, another 500k words of TBB roleplay as Hunter, this Hunter thread on X, probably more. My point is I absolutely love this man as far as fictional character loving goes.
I know you're re-reading Sanctuary, and your post is specifically about his internal dialogue in said book, but here I'm just gesturing at Hunter as a whole. The book is a valuable part; actually being able to get in his head.
My whole character hypothesis with Hunter is about his relationship with 'strays'. He is an adopter of people who have gone astray: Cut and Suu, Echo, Caleb/Kanan (attempted), Omega. And of non-uniform ideas, given the whole deviancy narrative of CF99. Hunter has no problems disobeying orders, no adherence to Republic protocol, no moral crisis about deserting. If it feels right, and better, if he can help someone, he will do it.
Which is hilarious, to your point above, because once he renders his assistance, he has no idea what to do beyond that. What did he hope to gain from this exercise? He has no idea, as there was no end goal in mind; no want which he was satisfying for himself. You can make the perfectly valid argument that he does these things because he's a good guy, which he is. He cares deeply for others, especially those he considers family. But that's where he stops, as you say, because his function is for others:
As the eldest clone of his (bad) batch, his function is to look out for the others.
As a sergeant of his squad, his function is to protect the team.
As the older brother to his younger sister, his function is to protect her -- literally, the whole show happens because of this fact, from her rescue from Kamino to her rescue from Tantiss.
It's also why Crosshair's dissent hits him so hard as well, because Hunter goes straight to 'is it me?' before he hits any other wall. It's a failure of his function, as the squad splits up, and because did Crosshair split off because of him? Add to that complicated dynamic by having Crosshair assist in Omega's flight from Tantiss in S3; Hunter was not a participant in restoring either of those people back to his squad. So what is he doing, if not his self-imposed job? Crosshair even calls him out on it in the later S3 episode, E05 the Return. Everybody around him knows that Hunter is a herder and is lost without something to herd.
I also like to write about the Collapse of the Republic (proper noun) because it's a character in Hunter's narrative. Slaves as they were, being a commando squad in the Republic's arsenal bought stability and order to Hunter, and all of their lives. He may not have followed orders to a T, but Hunter relied on Republic supply lines, on leads from Command, and on the war needing his brothers' specific sets of skills. And he has absolutely no problem with seeing his brothers as capable in all of this. (Which, sidepoint: it's funny that Hunter has the soul-defining urge to protect, but simultaneously recognises how cool Tech, Wrecker, Crosshair, and Echo are.) It's the lack of structure after the Republic collapses. You see him struggle with this in the background of the show many times. Less-so in the novel, as Phee is the lead-giver and Pabu is the entity he is helping. But after the collapse, there is no backup. From Cut and Suu's homestead, into bounty hunters vying for Omega, into working for Cid... He sees himself as his squad's only line of defense. This freaks him the fuck out, but also empowers him to do everything he can to protect them -- including being overbearing to the point he has to be called out by a third party. Because Hunter's brothers, his sister, they all love him, they appreciate his role in their safety, but also need room to conceptualise their own desires. Something that Hunter has no idea how to do, thus, no idea how make room for others to do so.
TL;DR this long paragraph: the war ending, and the Empire rising, makes Hunter's personhood gauge go from like -10 to -1000.
And I must apologise, for this post feels so disjointed as I've grabbed like, five notepads I've been scribbling in across several days, and it's also a word vomit after 5 years of having this guy living in my brain.
The last thing I wanted to mention was the whump trope and Hunter (in relation to one another). As I saw another post where you said about his enhanced senses as a storytelling device (+1 from me there), and about others' privacy vs. Hunter's pride. The pride stuff stuck out to me in particular. As afterwards, my comment to a friend was:
Which I feel is more eloquently succinct than me writing another paragraph after your post.
All in all, I hope I'm not imposing on you. Feel free to respond, or don't, I just can't put into words how much this niche Star Wars dude means to me and my psyche, so reading other's words about him always makes me feel particularly seen.
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the fourth thing about centaxday [star wars: the bad batch] [ao3]
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“Oh no.” Wrecker’s voice drops down low, nearly to a whisper. “Aw, no, Hunter. What happened?” Hunter’s mouth twists ruefully. His gaze flicks down the hall, towards the front door, like he’s looking for the answer on the floorboards. “Laundry,” he says hoarsely, and then, like that’s not humiliating enough: “Batcher.” Or, Hunter just wanted to catch up on the kriffing laundry. This does not go according to plan. When does it ever?
prompt: arm in a sling word count: 5,741 pairing: none (gen)
notes: big bang is done so you know what that means! >:) this fic is dedicated to molly & dregs who listened to my hunter whump ramblings throughout the big bang period, while i could not work on my hunter whump ramblings to make them hunter whump flowers. now i must attend to my garden.
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But then he feels it—a tremor in the quiet, so subtle he isn’t sure it’s real. It feels like a faint hum inside his bones. He lifts his head. Above, the stars are pulsing in unison. If he strains, he can almost hear it—a distant, ethereal chorus of voices that aren’t voices at all. The realisation sends a chill of awe through him. He gazes up at the sky, heart pounding. The soundless music swells and the stars grow brighter. Constellations twist and shift, points of light rearranging themselves. He blinks hard, but it’s real: the stars are moving, gathering into a new shape. He watches, breathless, as thousands of glowing pinpricks coalesce into luminous lines and curves high above. He can barely fathom its scale—spanning the sky like a living constellation. A soft white luminescence grows at the heart of the shape, intensifying until it outshines the surrounding stars. Hunter squints against the brilliance. The glow resolves into a vast, living form with sweeping curves like a giant manta ray made of light. Long tendrils unfurl from its body like flowing ribbons. It shines pure white, tinged with faint blue, and intricate patterns flicker across its surface, hinting at eyes or markings. Every edge shimmers, as if stars dance along its outline. ... In response, one of the shining hands reaches toward him with impossible grace. Hunter stands rigid as it approaches. He half-expects it to burn—this being is made of pure light—but when it touches his forehead, just between his brows, there is no pain. Instead, a warmth blooms at the point of contact. A warmth sinks into his skin, radiating through his skull, down his spine, into every nerve. It’s the warmth of sunlight after a long winter; the warmth of a hearth on a lonely night. He knows this feeling. He’s felt it before. On the wind, in the earth. When he touches Omega.
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The False Herald
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Chapter 10: The Garrison
The air is thin here, but it hums faintly with chi—fractured, dissonant, like a melody missing its final note. It grates at the edges of Hunter’s senses. The cold of the evening seeps into him, but it’s not the reason he shivers. Every instinct tells him this place should be holy, that the mountain itself was once alive with spirit. But now, it feels hollowed—emptied by violence so vast that even the air seems reluctant to return.
Echo moves past him, boots crunching over the track. He stops at the edge of the path, staring up at the ruin. His face is unreadable in the fading light.
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The False Herald
Written by: @talizorahs
Proofread by: @theeasternempress
Created for @clonebang Team 16
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Chapter 7: The Flight
But then he follows her gaze and sees them:
A flock of massive birds with wings that glint in the sunlight, feathers a shimmering mix of green and gold. They spiral through the sky with lazy grace, riding thermals that carry them higher and higher—much like the airship.
The False Herald
Written by: @talizorahs
Proofread by: @theeasternempress
Created for @clonebang Team 16
Chapter 1: Prologue
In ages past the Avatar rose unbroken, cycle after cycle, nation after nation. From water to earth, from earth to fire, balance was kept though the Nations would falter.
In the days before our glory, the Avatar was Rwoh, Of stone and soil, yet even she could not shield the world from decay.
Then was Anakin born, the destined flame. He who was raised from bondage, chosen by the Emperor’s wisdom The truest son of the cycle of Fire.
He takes a step toward the console, steeling himself— —and brandishes his sword at the new figure waiting for him there. They are leaning on the far wall, patiently waiting, like they were content to be noticed in Hunter’s own pre-flight preparations. A half-mask obscures the lower part of the person’s face, but there is no missing the narrow, calculating eyes under the brim of a Fire Nation hood—or the gleam of a long staff slung across their back. Hunter hadn’t noticed them at all—no sound, no hint of a presence until Hunter sauntered up to them at the hangar’s control booth. Whether they have been lying in wait the whole time or has just arrived on silent feet, Hunter doesn’t know. This rattles him—more than anything else that has happened today. “Leaving?” The figure’s voice breaks the silence, shattering the hopeful quiet nestled inside the airship behind Hunter. The figure’s tone is masculine, coiled, almost like a snake. It matches the gait of his stride as he steps forward and out of the shadows. Hunter, meanwhile, takes one step backwards, still with his sword pointed at their antagonist. “And without me?” the man goes on, like he is genuinely disappointed. He steps further into the ambient, electric light of the hangar, revealing more of himself. He wears the armour of the Fire Nation Army, but custom-fitted and modified—lighter for mobility, painted in shades of charcoal and black rather than the standard crimsons. But more concerning than anything else is the flicker of actual flame that dances around his right hand like a living glove. He has it held low at his side, and small tongues of fire curled between his fingers, ready to be unleashed. His eyes are a stormy dark grey. One of them is marred by a crossed scar over his right eye. Hunter’s eyes narrow as he makes eye contact. Yet he breathes his next word, heavy with equal parts relief and sorrow. “Crosshair.”
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From The False Herald, chapters 5 & 6. Written for @clonebang 2025.
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the false herald [star wars: the bad batch AU] [ao3]
written for @clonebang
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Summary:
The Air Nomads are gone. An Avatar has fallen. An empire has risen. 28 years later, Hunter doesn't care about any of that. He just wants to save his brother. A story about fugitives, failure, and family. About what survives in the face of evil. About hope itself; as small as an ember, or vast as a sunrise, it always burns the same. -- Book I — Earth: Chapters 1-17 Written for 2025's Clone Bang (Big Bang)
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The Bad Batch re-imagined in an Avatar (bending) setting. Word count is 80k. Fic is completed and being posted throughout December 2025.
Book 1 concepts done by the lovely @zaana

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found/tonight [star wars: the bad batch] [ao3]
written for my @badthingshappenbingo card
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summary:
Tech gets more than he bargained for during a local liberation excursion, under the spell of one Phee Genoa.
prompt: falling from a great height word count: 11,184 pairing: tech/phee, none (gen)
notes: i have never written techphee and this is a great first fic, what with all of the techphee and general bad batch thoughts floating around my head. book soon, queen? book, queen? book?
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escharotomy [star wars: the bad batch] [ao3]
written for my @badthingshappenbingo card
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summary:
escharotomy (noun) 1. a surgical procedure used to treat full-thickness (third-degree) burns. 2. something Crosshair never wants to see performed on his brother ever again. Or, Hunter is self-sacrificial when it comes to safety of his brothers, and Crosshair has had enough.
prompt: caught in an explosion word count: 18,801 pairing: none (gen)
notes: I REALLY MISS THE BAD BATCH RAHHHHHHHH but also welcome sanctuary era. this fic is novel-adjacent 💖
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Summer of Bad Batch 2025 - Bonus Prompts
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Title: Post-Op Protocol Prompt: "It's too early for this" Word count: 11,375
Summary:
After the Clone Wars, after the fallout, after Tantiss. Recovery from a life hard lived is never going to be linear. It's also not helped by the discovery of another one of Hunter's enhancements slash defects - wisdom teeth.
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Summer of Bad Batch 2025 - Week 1
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Title: I'm Not Made To Be Alone Prompt: "You're here. You're safe." Word count: 6,401
Art by @shyranno 🩷
Summary:
Crosshair’s boot slips on the wet durasteel beam. His stomach lurches. One moment he is balanced precariously; the next, his right foot skids off the beam entirely. Crosshair’s arms pinwheel, desperate to grab onto something – anything. But then– He falls.
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this is the load-bearing joint [star wars: the bad batch] [ao3]
written for my @badthingshappenbingo card
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summary:
Another day, another mission for Cid. Everyone is tired while trying to survive a changed galaxy, but that doesn't mean Echo doesn't notice that something is wrong. Not just with the galaxy, but with Hunter.
prompt: nerve damage word count: 8,875 pairing: none (gen)
notes: i miss the bad batch <3
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