Bob Reynolds x Sleepy Reader Headcanons
Includes Bob, Sentry and Void
If you doze off with your head on his shoulder, Bob instantly freezes. He becomes a human statue, terrified that even a slight twitch or a deep breath will wake you up. He will stare blankly at the TV for hours, refusing to reach for the remote.
Heβll gently untangle your hair from your face, slide a pillow under your head, and drape his favorite worn out jumper over your shoulders. Heβll whisper ask if youβve had water today before you completely drift off.
Bob loves the quiet vulnerability of these moments. While youβre half asleep, heβll gently trace your knuckles and press soft, lingering kisses to your temple. Itβs during these quiet times, away from the weight of the world, that he feels truly safe and loved.
He will try so hard to be quiet that he inevitably causes a disaster. Heβll attempt to tiptoe out of the room to get you a blanket, only to stub his toe on the coffee table, let out a strangled, silent scream, and knock over a stack of books in the process. Heβll then freeze and stare at you with wide, panicked eyes to see if you noticed.
Bob takes sleeptalking entirely too seriously. If you mumble something nonsensical, Bob will lie awake in a cold sweat, trying to analyze the metaphorical meaning of it and get genuinely stressed if your dreamself doesn't answer him.
Bob is too polite for his own good. If you slowly roll away, cocooning yourself in all of the duvet, he won't wake you up. He will just lie there, shivering in his t-shirt, curled into a tight ball. If you wake up in the middle of the night, youβll find him trying to stay warm by hugging a pillow, looking like a freezing, abandoned puppy.
He is incredibly gentle when it comes to waking you up in the morning. Heβll make a quiet cup of coffee or tea, set it on the nightstand, and sit on the edge of the bed, softly brushing your hair out of your eyes. Heβll wait patiently until you blink your eyes open, offering a tired but incredibly warm smile.
A soft, blindingly handsome smile instantly takes over his face. He loves when youβre sleepy because it means you trust him completely. Heβll scoop you up in his arms before you can even protest, holding you like youβre the most precious, fragile thing in the universe.
Sentry acts as a literal human space heater. If youβre cold, he will emit a very low, gentle golden aura that warms you right up to the perfect temperature. Heβll also use his cape as the ultimate weighted blanket, wrapping you up in the heavy, soft blue fabric.
He will carry you to bed, not by walking, but by gently levitating a few inches off the ground so you don't feel a single bump or jagged step. Heβll hold you close against his chest, letting you fall asleep to the steady, powerful, and deeply grounding beat of his heart.
His ambient glow is great until he gets too happy or relaxed and accidentally increases the brightness. Youβll be trying to sleep, only to open your eyes to what looks like a 500watt solar flare sitting next to you
Sentry finds it absolutely adorable if you start mumbling. He will just chuckle softly, his chest rumbling against your cheek. If you start arguing in your sleep, he will playfully play along, using his grand, heroic voice to match your sleepy energy.
Despite what Sentry says about not being able to steal blankets from a god, you can, and you will, but deep down Sentry doesn't care. He doesn't get cold. In fact, if you steal all the blankets, heβll just smile, slide closer to you, and wrap his massive arms around your cocoon. He becomes your secondary, super heated blanket. Youβll wake up feeling like you slept inside a toaster.
Sentry is a morning person to an almost annoying degree. He wakes up energized, literally glowing with the power of a million exploding suns. Heβll gently levitate above you, looking down with a huge, blinding grin, and press a flurry of soft kisses all over your face until you start giggling and push him away. He loves bringing you breakfast in bed, complete with a perfectly arranged flower from the garden.
He doesn't say much, but the room instantly grows colder and much darker. Shadows will rise from the corners of the room, creeping over the windows to block out any annoying sunlight. He wants absolute peace for you, and he will enforce it.
He eliminates all sensory annoyances. If the neighbor is mowing the lawn or a dog is barking outside, the Void will stretch his shadow tendrils out the window to... intimidate the source of the noise into absolute silence. Not wanting another harsh talk with the rest of the team.
He won't sit next to you for a while instead he'll sit on the floor, watching the corners, making sure nothing gets close to you to disturb your peace, and because he doesn't feel adequate enough to be beside you, no matter what you say. Instead, cool, wispy shadow tendrils will gently stroke your hair or wrap around your waist, cooling you down if you get too hot under the hundreds of blankets you insist on having. He finds a strange sense of peace in how calm your heartbeat gets when you're asleep near to something so inherently dangerous.
The Void has absolutely zero chill when it comes to protecting your sleep cycle. If your phone buzzes with a notification, he'll raise his hand and phase it into another dimension until morning. If a fly dares to buzz in the bedroom, itβs not getting swatted, itβs getting obliterated by a micro tendril of dark matter. Youβll wake up to a perfectly silent room, totally unaware of the shadow war he just fought against a single mosquito
The Void finds your sleeptalking fascinating. If you mumble something weird, the shadow tendrils around the room will literally perk up and twist in curiosity. If you happen to mumble a complaint about someone who annoyed you during the day, most likely Walker, the Voidβs eyes will glow in anger. You have to quickly mumble "kidding" to save his life.
If you yank the blanket away from him, he'll grab the other end of the blanket and yank it back. This quickly turns into a silent, sleepy tug-of-war while you are still half-asleep. If you let out a sleepy, frustrated whine, he will immediately let go, grumbling in a whisper, and instead just wrap his actual, chilly shadow body around you to keep you anchored.
The Void hates the morning. He hates the sun, and he hates the fact that the day is starting because it means you have to leave bed. He will actively try to keep you asleep. If he hears your alarm go off, he'll make it dissappear, but knowing he does this, you keep a few hidden around the room, causing him to groan in frustration.
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