#wrecker x reader insert

[bountyhunter1409]

Hello there! I was wondering if I could make a request for either Tech or Wrecker? You can pick whoever, I don’t mind! But I was wondering how they’d react to a s/o that has a bad habit of talking too much? I feel like it’d be a bit funny 😆

Thank you & have a good day!

authors note: thanks for the request, anonymous! I decided to pick wrecker. it's short and sweet. hope you enjoy it!

You were yet again on another mission with the Batch and Hunter had instructed that you and Wrecker pair off in search of the bounty while everyone else went their separate ways. As usual, you were perched on Wrecker's left shoulder, talking animatedly about the terrain of the planet. Wrecker's arm wrested on your thighs to keep you well balanced as he walked forward. he grunted and nodded every few seconds so that you were aware he was listening.

At times you could be a bit of a chatterbox but Wrecker didn't mind it so much. In fact, he quite enjoyed listening to your voice soothe him. It kept him calm and, dare he admit it, kept him focused when he was helping doing repairs around the Marauder or practicing his skills on how to defuse a bomb.

But of course, there were moments when you talked a bit too much and Wrecker needed to help you find a stopping point.

"I think this is a good spot. We can catch him by surprise here," he said, while gently setting you on the ground by your waist.

You were still going a mile a minute, too invested in the idea of you and Wrecker finding the bounty first—a young rancor.

"I think we'll be able to find him before the others can, don't you?" You asked, though didn't wait for Wrecker's response. "I mean, last time we were so close. He was too fast...who knew baby rancors could be so—"

It was in that moment you felt your feet leave the ground. Instantly, your hands braced his shoulders as the space between you lessened. Before you knew it, you were left speechless and staring directly into Wrecker's eyes at eye level for the second time that day. Although Wrecker had pulled back from the kiss, his forehead was still connected to yours.

"Was I talking too much again?" You asked, a bit breathless and flustered.

"A little," he whispered, though his smile conveyed that he wouldn't hold it against you. "Can't let the pesky rascal get away a second time, can we? Or I'll have to ask Hunter if I can switch partners."

He kissed you again before you could playfully chastise him, his arms remaining firm around your waist as your feet slightly dangled off the ground. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

"If you wanted me to be quiet, all you had to do was ask," you mumbled as you both parted. Wrecker gently set you on the ground, a wide grin on his mouth.

"What's the fun in that, when I could just kiss you?"

He smirked, gave you a quick wink with his good eye, and waited for the rancor to make its position known in the field.

[bountyhunter1409]

Hello!! I just started The Bad Batch and I'm already obsessed 🥶🥶.

Echo and Wrecker need more love 🫶

Can I req them (separately pls) with a gf or wife who dotes on them? She's always doing things for them and checking in on them. Just If they like it or not, if they get embarrassed, ECT.

Also, Love your bio 🫶✝️

author's note: Thanks so much for your request and compliment, anon! Hope this what you're looking for! (p/s: I apologize how short this is. I wrote this at 1 am.)

warning(s); none, just fluff.

divider by: @benkeibear

ECHO

At first, it caught Echo off guard.

Given that he's been through the unthinkable and had lost many brothers along the way, —and that Echo's a pure gentleman and rather spend time caring for you— he isn't quite sure how to handle your constant doting. He's never one to enjoy being the center of attention because he's well aware he can take care of himself. But even so, your physical affection —especially in front of others—is something he's struggled with only because this relationship was new to him and he cares about you so much.

Aware that your doting is well-intentioned, Echo can't seem to find the words to tell you that it makes him feel embarrassed....especially in front of the squad.

Despite the squad already being aware of your relationship, Echo can't stand the sideways glances between Tech and Hunter when you've fussed over a miniscule scratch on his cheek he got from a mission. Or when Wrecker can't seem to let go of the fact that you both are helplessly in love with each other when you offer to dress Echo's wounds.

"Y/N."

Echo says your name quietly one day when the ship is empty. He pulls you close, presses a kiss to your forehead, and assures you he should be doing the protecting and ensuring you had everything you needed. In more ways than one, he conveys to you that your constant doting makes him feel...shy, for lack of a better word.

You can't help but look at his scomp, the grey lines on his forehead, the miniscule battle scars from previous missions. It was in that moment you realized how strong he was amid the amount of trauma he had endured.

"These scars...they're nothing," he assures you before pulling back to kiss the back of your hand. "I can take care of myself. It's you I'm worried about."

Gently, Echo turns your palm upwards to inspect your hand scarred and slightly blistered from yesterday's mission.

"This is nothing," you try and say without a wince. But he's already guiding over to the nearest bench. One look from Echo erases the lie you're holding on your tongue. Wordlessly, he starts wrapping your hand, taking care of you like a boyfriend should.

WRECKER

Out of all the entire Batch, Wrecker would love your doting the most.

As someone who's used to drawing attention to himself, Wrecker doesn't mind that you dote on him, even in front of the Batch. The constant check-ins, the flurry of cheek kisses in front of the others and in private; the impromptu love bursts that come in the form of surprise hugs —that often result in you being scooped up out of nowhere—are moments that Wrecker lives for.

Constantly being thrown around by the creatures the squad comes in contact with, Wrecker suffers a lot of scratches, bruises, and bumps. But these afflictions don't bother him because he knows that later they'll be worth the reward of your tending to his wounds.

Whether your swiping away red marks on his face or dressing a wound, Wrecker relishes in your closeness. No matter the time, he'll drop everything to let you change his bandages just so he can have your undivided attention.

"But I just changed your bandages," you pointed out as you unwrap the fabric with a soft laugh.

"Uh, I was hoping you could change them again. Feels a little loose," he replies with a shy grin.

Of course, you can't decline your significant other's request. As you work on the second layer of bandages, you can feel his eyes on you, a smile on his lips as he enjoys you taking care of him.