You feel hollow, and it is only partly due to the tightness of your dress. Hot, humid and you can’t help but feel something sinister in the air. Warnings: Swearing, takes place in time periods where women have dowery’s and suchlike. Summary: the reader, betrothed to a disgusting Coruscanti Lord flees her home world and lands herself in a plethora of trouble, a ship of clones, and one pirate captain whose cold exterior needs much more than the tropical seaside sun. Star Wars, The Bad Batch Pirate!au (Hunter x Reader Falling asleep with his heightened senses overwhelmed only by you.Īlso i would love comments and feedback if thats ur jam :) clone wars the clone wars clone trooper clone trooper hunter hunter hunter x reader clone trooper fives ct-5555 fives x reader captain rex rex x reader commander wolffe ct 3636 wolffe x reader clone trooper wolffe star wars headcanon ct 7567 And there have definitely been times where the rest of the Bad Batch have thought he’d died in his sleep from the way he looks.īut that all changes when you’re around, he lays on his back with you on top of him acting like a weighted security blanket and just like that all he can think, see, smell or hear is you. Hunter likes heavy blankets because it helps take away from his buzzing senses, I see him using his pillow to block out lights and sounds rather than for comfort. It puts his mind at ease, knowing that even while you both sleep he is protecting you. When you finally get him to relax, he likes to mold himself to your sleeping position, his body framing yours. Like a proper real soldier (he tells himself.) And the deeper he sleeps the more he curls up finally getting comfy. He probably sleeps half on the bed and half falling off the bed, and when he does actually sleep he sleeps on his back, rigid. Wolffe avoids sleeping most of the time, cups of caf piled up in his room. His head nestles between your neck and in your hair. His legs entangle with yours and his arm holds onto your waist as a source of comfort for the both of you. On the nights when you’re together, you replace his pillow. I kind of think of him as softly snoring, almost like cooing in his sleep, and if he is exhausted (which he almost always is) the cooing stops, maybe the soft sighs are a result of contentment from when he is at his calmest. Not once he starts mumbling (half basic, half Mando’a) how much he cares about you.įives sleeps with his legs sprawled all over the place and his arm holding onto his pillow. And sure, he’s heavy and is half crushing you into the bed, but there’s no way you’re asking him to move. When he is holding you he holds you firmly, like you might disappear into mist if he’s not careful. If he is snuggling with someone, he would want to lay as close as possible, face in the crook of your neck or his head laying on your stomach and your hand going through his short hair. I imagine him stumbling into his bed groaning, muscle aching from whatever stunt he, Anakin and Ahsoka just pulled. Rex likes to sleep on his stomach, face buried in his pillow from exhaustion.
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