Header art by Cat_does_the_arts. She/Her (18+) - Lotsa clones around here, especially The Bad Batch. My favorite is Hunter (not to be overly dramatic, but he is everything to me.) I'm the "down bad for Hunter Bad Batch" old woman, if you saw that video. If you don't like Hunter or Hunter as Omega's "Dad", you probably won't like it here. I also have a soft spot for Wolffe and Howzer. I will also post some stuff from other fandoms, check out the tags I use and feel free to filter them as desired (things like Peter Claffey and A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, Call of Duty fics and art, especially Simon Riley and Ghost/Soap stuff, Predator/Yautja art and fics, and other assorted goodies.) Warning: I swear a lot! Like...a lot.
Currently it's only fics pairing Hunter x Wren (my OC), all set in a Modern AU. (Correction: in Sept. 2025, I wrote a Call of Duty fic, and it's listed below as well.)
Hunter and the Librarian - 35 Chapters (Complete)
Patience & Trust - A Sequel to Hunter and the Librarian - In Progress, started May 6, 2025
Miscellaneous Fics - One-Shots, Gift Fics, and Cameos in Others' Fics
Commissioned Art
Gift Art and Picrews
Call of Duty: Simon "Ghost" Riley x OC Willa (3 parts so far) - known as "OMG another librarian"
My Reblogs Masterlist (everything I reblog from other authors)
To be fair imagine you just arrived in 2018 from Victorian England and discovered Take On Me, what are you supposed to do, not blast it loud enough for your family to hear it all the way back in 1876?
Seris VanTessa grew up in New Jersey, just across the water from New York, and made it to Barnard College at Columbia University in 1942 at freshly eighteen years old. She was randomly assigned Riyo Chuchi as a roommate that first year and they’ve lived together in Hartley Hall ever since, even after Riyo moved on to her doctoral program.
Through Riyo she got to know Echo and his twin brother Fives not long before both were deployed. Echo was easy to like: disciplined, straightforward, clearly devoted to Riyo. Fives was fun and great company. It seemed natural that she and Fives might pair off the way Echo and Riyo had, but it never quite took. Fives had a wandering eye and Seris had better things to do with her time. She has always preferred the intellectual type anyway, though she hasn’t had much occasion to act on that preference. Between school, volunteering, and performing, dating has been the easiest thing to set aside.
She is pursuing dual degrees in dance and political science. The plan is a dance career while she’s young and able, and then a political career after. She keeps herself strung and busy: studying during the day and dancing at night as a Copa Girl at the Copacabana. It was her big break and the job she landed after spending part of her undergrad with the USO, performing with a dance troupe and helping host club nights and events for troops.
Seris is set to finish both degrees in 1945 and move straight into her master’s in the same two subjects.
High quality art images, references, and taglist under the cut! ~
Ayy Diamond dolls! It’s been a while, remember me? Cainal’ka! Haven’t heard from you in a while since I moved afar from Coruscant. Anyways, just checking up on ya’ll, letting you know your fashionista friend isn’t dead lol
~ Cainal’ka Shien 🪡
Oh Cainal'ka! Your talents have surely been missed around here.
(this got lost in my inbox omg sorry for the late reply)
Author Notes: This is a short one, but it was a topic I wanted to be sure to touch on. I hope you don't find it boring. I think it's very important for a couple to have the "kids discussion" early on in a relationship. My husband let me know very early on that he didn't want to have kids. He didn't want to lead me on. And I think Hunter is a very fatherly type, so I wanted to address whether he would want kids of his own and how that would affect Wren.
Pairing: Hunter x Female OC
Word Count: 2890 (a short one!)
Warnings: Mild swearing. Talk about wanting children or not. Kissing.
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Over the next month, Wren and Hunter would get together at least once during the week and once over the weekend. She felt comfortable with him but wasn't ready for them to be alone together again. Not quite yet.
She really enjoyed what they'd done with each other the last couple of times they were alone. Really enjoyed it. She didn't know why she was getting nervous again. It was just her anxiety. She was frustrated with herself, but she tried not to beat herself up about it. She knew she'd get past it again.
But in the meantime, she thought it would be easiest to avoid being alone with him. Therefore, she always suggested they hang out at his house. There was always someone there, so they could never really get physical.
Whenever they would go out, and he'd drop her off afterwards, she'd hop out after giving him a quick kiss and say good-bye. She didn't even really give him a chance to suggest he go in for a while. Plus, Omega had been home all those times, so she didn't figure he'd want to stay very late anyway.
She hoped she wasn't making him feel like she didn't enjoy what they'd done. She knew she needed to talk to him about it and explain that she was just a little nervous rather than just avoiding being alone with him. She would. Soon.
At lunch one day, Amanda asked, "So, things are still going well?"
Wren looked at her with some confusion and said, "Huh?"
"With you and Hunter? I know he comes by for lunch sometimes, and you get together for dates? How are you feeling about it all?"
"Good. Fine." Wren wasn't sure why she was asking.
"Just good, fine?"
"Well, I mean, it's great. But I still worry, so you know, I can't sound too excited. But we're getting along really well. We get together at least a couple of times a week. We might go out, for a meal or a movie. But we usually hang out at home more often. At their house, because of Omega."
"And you're okay with that?" Amanda asked.
"With what? Hanging out at their house?"
"Yeah, because of Omega. Do you feel like you come second?" Amanda didn't want to stir up anything; she was just curious how Wren felt about it.
"Nooo. At this point in time Omega is more of a priority. She's a kid. She needs him."
"Yeah, I get that. Do you think you guys are going to...stay together...long-term?"
"What? I don't know! We haven't talked about that. We haven't even known each other a year yet."
"Does that mean you'd say no if he asked right now?"
Wren was starting to feel anxious. "Ask what? To get married? What brought this on?"
"I don't know. I was just thinking, and I was wondering if that had been brought up."
"I don't know what I'd say if he asked. But he's not going to, so it doesn't matter. Not yet."
Amanda nodded. She was quiet for a few moments but then started again. "Hunter seems to like kids. Do you think he would want to have kids of his own?"
Wren paused and lowered her sandwich to the table. She thought for a few moments, a jolt of anxiety running through her. "I don't know. We haven't talked about that either. I guess...maybe we should."
"Why, do you want kids?"
"Actually...no." She was having trouble swallowing, so took a big drink. She was also feeling a little light-headed. "I don't think I can have them. Meaning, my anxiety is too severe. I don't want to put myself through that. And I don't want to put a child through that. I would be a terrible mother, I'd be constantly worrying and hovering."
Amanda felt bad for even bringing it up, because she could see the instant worry on Wren's face. She reached over and patted Wren's hand. "Well, don't worry about it yet. There's no reason to borrow trouble. Maybe it won't come to that."
"Do you mean we won't stay together?"
"No, I mean maybe he doesn't want kids."
Wren just looked concerned and was quiet the rest of their lunch. Amanda kicked herself the rest of the day. Why did you say that to her! You know how she is!
Wren tried not to worry, but it kept popping into her head. Does Hunter want kids? I realize we might not stay together... But the thought of that brought her a different kind of distress. She wanted to stay with him. She really felt like he was someone she'd like to...well, be with. Long-term. But if he wanted kids, she couldn't ask him to stay with her.
They texted a bit that night. She didn't see him until the following night when they went out for supper.
They were seated near a table where a young family was already seated. There were two small children, both probably under the age of six. Wren noticed Hunter's eyes were instantly on them, and she saw a small smile forming.
As they looked at the menus and gave their orders, she noticed he kept looking over towards the kids. They were quiet for the most part, while they ate. And they were really adorable.
She thought maybe this was the opportunity she needed. "They're really cute," she whispered, hoping the parents wouldn't hear them talking.
Hunter looked at Wren, then followed where she nodded.
He smiled again, bigger this time. "Yeah, they are. The little boy is so sleepy, he's about to fall into his plate."
She smiled at him, and they went back to eating. At one point, a small stuffed animal found its way near their table, after the little girl threw it. He reached down and picked it up, offering it to her as she walked towards them. She looked very shy as she took it. Her mother said, "What do you say, Emily?"
"Thank you." It was practically a whisper, and the little girl hurried back to her seat, looking back at Hunter when she sat down. He gave her a dazzling smile, and Wren's heart skipped a beat.
He really does enjoy kids.
On the drive back to her house, she decided she needed to say something. "Hey, Hunter."
"Hmm?" He took his eyes off the road briefly to look at her.
"I noticed how you were with those little kids."
"They were pretty cute."
"Yeah, they were. You like kids it seems? I mean, not just Omega, but kids in general?" She looked over at him, and he was looking back, as much as he could, with a curious look on his face.
"Well, I've never really thought about it. We've never really been around kids all that much, but yeah, I guess I do. Why?"
"Oh, nothing."
He reached over and patted her knee. "Hey, what's up? Something wrong?"
She took a deep breath. "You know how I am. I need to know what other people are thinking and not just wait to find out. So, I usually ask."
"Yeah? You wanna ask me something?"
"Do you want kids? Of your own?" She felt like she was holding her breath after that.
"I don't know. I really haven't given it much thought. I think it would depend on my partner and how they felt."
"You don't have strong feelings yourself about it?"
"No, not really. I can see both sides, and I'm not pulled either way right now. I'm a bit indifferent. So yeah, it would definitely depend on my partner. How about you?"
"Well, that's the thing..."
"Yeah?" he prompted when she paused.
"I don't think I can have kids. And when I say I 'can't have' them, I mean, mentally. I don't think my mental health could handle having children. I don't know if I physically could or not. But mentally...the thought just scares the hell out of me. And I think I would be a horrible mother." She could feel her eyes burning and her throat closing up.
"Hey..." he reached over to take her hand. "Let me park here, and then I can talk easier." They were almost to her parking lot, so she nodded, and he pulled in, finding a spot and turning off the truck. He turned in his seat, taking her hand in both of his.
"Wren, please don't be upset with yourself about this. If you don't want kids, then you don't want kids. There's nothing wrong with that. I've never believed that women should all want to be mothers. That's a very outdated way of thinking. Now, I think you're an extremely kind and caring person, and you are so good with Omega. But that's different than having to take care of a kid 24/7, especially a small child. So I absolutely understand if you're not on board with that."
"You do?"
"Yeah. Did you think I would be upset about that?" He seemed concerned.
"Well, I didn't know. I know how good you are with Omega. And I saw how you were with the little kids tonight, and my mind went racing. I just...I mean... Ugh. I don't know how to say this."
He reached over and ran his knuckles over her cheek, then moved some hair from where it had fallen into her eyes. "Take your time. You can tell me anything." He cupped her cheek, and she leaned into his touch.
"I hate to sound like I'm expecting something...something to happen between us." She looked down at her hands, unable to look into his eyes. "But I just didn't want to lead you on, if you wanted to have kids, I thought I should tell you now. Again, I'm not saying you want to be with me long-term or anything-"
"Hey, look at me." She looked up. "I want to be with you as long as you want to be with me. Well, longer if you end up not wanting to be with me. But what I'm saying is, I'm not thinking of anything other than staying with you. I'm not looking beyond that, because as far as I'm concerned, there is no beyond that. I don't want to scare you by saying that; I'm not pressuring you. I'm just saying, that's where my mind is right now. So don't doubt that I want to be with you. And not just now, but in the future."
She couldn't stop the small smile from forming. "You do?" she whispered.
"I really do. And if you don't want to have kids, and we are still together in a year or two or three, then I will be fine with that. I'm not expecting you to change your mind. This is a big deal, and if you don't want them, then I don't want them. Okay?" He cupped her cheek again, and she closed her eyes as she leaned into his calloused hand.
"Yeah, okay." She felt her eyes burning, but for a good reason this time. "Thanks, Hunter."
"Nothing to thank me for."
"Well, thank you for being so kind and understanding and talking this through with me. I just got really freaked out this week, because Amanda asked me if you wanted kids, and I said I didn't know, we hadn't talked about it, obviously. We're not there yet. But then she mentioned how good you are with Omega, and maybe you would want kids of your own. Then she asked me if I wanted them, and then my mind was off to the races."
"I'm sorry you were worrying about it. You didn't have to wait until you saw me, you could have called or asked me to come over or something."
"Well, it was just yesterday that we talked about it, so it wasn't very long that I was fretting. It was fine, really." She looked up from where she held his hand and gave him a small smile. She brought his hand to her mouth and gently kissed his knuckles. "And since we're talking about stuff, I feel like I need to say something else." She looked up at him again, then back down. "I hope it doesn't seem like I've been avoiding being alone with you. I mean, I kind of have been, but not for any reason other than I got a little nervous."
"About what? I'm not going to push you to do anything, even what we've already done, Wren. It's totally up to you."
"I know. I just don't know what I want to do. Sometimes I think I want to do more, but then I get scared."
"If you're scared, then you're not ready."
"But I think I'll always be scared, until we actually do more. So, I don't want to wait forever for my fear to go away. Because I'm afraid it never will."
He quietly chuckled, and pulled her head gently towards his so he could rest his forehead against hers. "Maybe your fear won't totally go away, not until the physical stuff becomes normal for us. But I think it will lessen, and you'll get to the point where you want to do more. It will just take a little more time. And I'll be here waiting when you reach that point. Please don't beat yourself up, or push yourself, or feel bad. Okay?"
She nodded, their foreheads still pressed together. Then she moved enough that she could kiss him, letting him know how much she appreciated him. "You aren't real. You can't be real."
He laughed, and said, "I'm really real. And I'm really in love with you. And I want you to remember that, whenever these doubts and fears creep into your head. I love you. And I will always love you. I'm the lucky one here."
He gave her a kiss that started slow and soft, but deepened quickly. She always got a jolt of excitement when she felt his tongue. He wasn't sloppy or demanding or pushy with his kisses. And she was actually surprised at how much she liked when tongues were involved. She always thought that would freak her out. But it didn't, not the way he went about it.
But she was tired. The anxiety about the kids discussion had worn her out. Sometimes she would worry so much about something, it felt like she'd run a race. And during those times, her mental fatigue affected her physically as well.
As they parted, she felt her eyes getting heavy.
"You're tired. You need to get inside and go to bed." He sounded concerned, and even in her tired state, it felt really good. To have him think about her well-being like that.
"it's not even that late." But she was feeling more exhausted by the minute.
"It's almost 10:00. That's late enough. Here, let me walk you to your door, so you make it okay." He started opening his door.
"Hunter, wait. I can make it to my door. I'm not going to pass out."
"I don't care. I'll just walk you there, and then I'll leave. Come on." He gave her a stern look, letting her know he wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"You know, people say I'm stubborn. In fact, I think you've told me that. But you're just as stubborn." She turned to open her door, and she heard his low laugh as she did.
He must have hurried around to her side, because he was already waiting for her as she was getting ready to step down from the truck. He reached up and put his hands on her waist to help her down. She thought that was unnecessary, but she wasn't going to tell him that. It was nice, feeling his hands around her, holding her steady.
She smiled up at him after he shut her door. "Thanks. You're very chivalrous."
He smiled at her. "Come on, let's go."
He put his arm around her waist, and she laid her head against his shoulder. "This is nice," she whispered. "You're nice."
He kissed the top of her head. "Not as nice as you." And his heart warmed at her sigh.
He was true to his word. He got her to her door, waited until she'd unlocked it, then dropped his arm.
She turned her face up to him and said, "Kiss?"
"Of course." But this was a very sweet and innocent kiss. He didn't want to stir anything up, because he really wanted her to go inside and go to bed. "Now, go on and get in bed. Please. And text me when you're there. I'm going to check up on you."
"Okay, okay. I promise." She walked inside, turned and waved at him. "Thanks, Hunter."
He nodded and smiled at her. "Go ahead and lock your door, please."
She whispered, "Okay. I will," with a smile.
He waited until he heard the deadbolt before he turned towards his truck again.
Just as he was getting home, he heard his phone vibrate. He looked, and there was a text from Wren.
W: I'm in bed. Happy?
Then she sent a picture of herself, making sure he could see she was in bed.
H: Yes, very happy. Thank you. G'night, Wren.
W: G'night, Hunter. <3
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This has affected me in a way I didn't expect. I've seen myself completely reflected in their experiences. I never wanted children, not when I was younger because I don't like kids, and later on, I didn't think I could raise one because of my anxiety. Now, my partner and I both know it was the best decision.
Although life is curious and gave me a part of that experience, which I've enjoyed through its good and bad moments, I raised my partner's son (just as Wren found Omega, when he was about 12), and now he's 22. I feel very proud to be partly responsible for the person he is now and what he's achieving in his life. Omega will grow up among her siblings and Wren; she will be an important part of her life, and the shared responsibility of raising her will bring all of them a lot of happiness, I'm sure.
It brings me such a sense of satisfaction when people tell me they related to Wren or Wren and Hunter's story in some small way. It really is the main reason I started writing HatL years ago. I wanted to reach people who might feel similarly to Wren in these situations and help them feel less odd or bad about themselves, like I always did. That might not be what you meant here, but it made me think of when people have told me that sort of thing in the past.
That's wonderful that you were able to be part of your partner's son's upbringing. In my life, it wasn't my husband's child, but it was his niece. She was 9 when we got married, and when she was a teenager, we tried to step in and help her as much as possible, because her parents were awful, and her mother especially was a terrible person. And even though she's in her 30s now, she still thanks me for all I did to help her through her most difficult years. Things like taking her to therapy, the dentist, eye doctor, and providing her with a cell phone and some financial support as well. We let her know we loved her and were there for her if she needed us, and most of all, that we believed her when she came forward and let the family know she'd been abused for years. Neither of her parents could be depended on, so I know that was a huge thing for her.
So I definitely know what it's like being a part of a child's upbringing even if they aren't your biological child. And Wren will be a big part in Omega's life.
Thanks again for letting me know how this made you feel! <3
