Hello guys— it’s been a while since I’ve posted or been on Tumblr and there’s many reasons as to why.
I’ve been so busy with work, a little too busy— too busy to the point where I barely have time to even go on here or even post. The last time I posted was about 3-5 months ago. Which I’m not too happy about since I have things to post on here for you guys, like Hcs, One-Shots, etc. I do want to fulfill the request all you have given me but that’ll take me a long time till my inbox is empty.
And that being said— I will only be writing on the weekends and releasing. Or sometimes on random days of the week if I ever actually find the time to.
Sorry for not being as active or responsive as I used to be— but everything will come as soon as possible.
Hey! Could i request Hobie Brown that's trying to get with fem!reader, but she's nervous because she's never been in a relationship before?
Trepidatious.
summary: Hobart is one of your best friends, he suggests and asks for you to go on little dates and go out with him sometimes (all the time). when the two of you are sitting on the Brooklyn bridge he suddenly asks why you won’t in it’s on going out with him.
characters: Hobart Brown. Jessica Drew.
warnings: cussing. intimate touching. hobie being whipped for you. a little angst.
genre: fluff. romance. angst.
reader: fem! spider! reader
REQUEST ARE OPEN!
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Hobart Brown. You’d met him about a year or two ago.. he was one of your close friends. He was always near you, never wanted to leave you alone. He had this thing for you, a romantic type thing.
The first month of knowing him he’d ask you out to go get some treats from a bakery, but you politely declined and went on your way. He looked dumbfounded you remembered. From then on, he’d get flowers for you, treats and trinkets, he’s given you many of his guitar picks. All of them are placed in a trinket holder he’d also gotten for you.
Hobie always got you stuff, he was just sweet like that.
You sat at the cafeteria, some other spiders sitting around eating there lunch, while you were playing with your salad thinking about Brown. “So when are you going to finally get with him?” Jessica asks as she pulls a chair up, and lays her hands on her belly.
You look up, a little shocked from what she’d just asked. “I’m sorry what?” Blush spread across you face as you bit down on your lip, trying not to smile from the mention of his name.
She looks up, places her hands on the table, and leans forward to continue speaking. “I said, when are you finally going to get with him? I’m tired of hearing you’re name from his mouth constantly..” You blush slightly when you hear that he mentions you to her.
You get up and throw your salad away, and walk back to her, you’re thick heels click-n-clacking onto the ground and stop once you sit back down. “How fatuous of you to ask Drew, uhh, what made you think I was going to get with him.” You giggle out and bite your lip as you realize you kind of sounded like an asshole in that moment of time. “Uh anyways, not I’m not so comfortable with getting in a relationship right now..”
She raises an eyebrow. “And why is that now? Not your type, too clingy, annoying?” She asks picking off his flaws that seem to only specify to things he shows and does to you.
You wave your hands as she continued picking at him. “Wow wow, that’s not the case at all.. Hobie is my type it’s just, I’m nervous to get into a relationship.” Opening your water bottle, you chug it down, you’re throat had gotten dry from the topic. It felt much better to feel as sense of relief and the cold liquid made its way down your throat. You wipe your chin and look back at her, hoping she knew what you meant.
Eyebrows furrowed and raised slightly, she asked what you meant. “Wait I’m sorry, what do you mean?”
You sigh and tap your nails on the polished wood surface, “Okay to get to the point, I’ve never been in a relationship. That’s all, and I’m nervous to get into one with him because I do t know how it’s supposed to play out y’know?” You say searching understanding in her dark brown eyes.
Instead your greeted with her laughing hysterically and laying her head on the table as she continues her fit. Staring at her like she looks like she nuts, she laughs her words out. “So your saying you’ve never had a relationship?! That’s impossible, your attractive like out of this world attractive?! Do you see how many spider’s follow your body until you turn and corner and head to your destination.” She says as she stops laughing, realizing you were actually telling the truth. “Oh my god, you’re not lying are you…” She says looking equally shocked as you did second before.
You blink awkwardly, silence between the both of you. “So yeah psssh, anyways I gotta go now.” You say pushing you’re chair in and running down the lobby, “See you laterrrrr~” you drag out as you turn a corner and disappear.
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After you were finally done patrolling the city with Hob you both sat atop the Brooklyn Bridge, looking at the colors that were mixed in the sunset in front of you both. You’d place your hand on the structure as you both sat on the edge. It was comfortable silence, sometimes it was just like that between the two of you. Moment later he placed his hand on yours and finally asked you the question he’s been wanting to ask you.
He looks at you, the soft wind blowing as your hair sways back and forth in the air. “Y/N, why haven’t you gone out with me..?” He said staring at your hand that was placed under his.
Taken aback you looked at him, face a little flushed from the question. “Why I haven’t gone out with you..?” You say looking at him deep into the eyes, you saw that there was something hiding in there, his emotions. He nodded.
You took a deep breath and looked down at both of you’re feet dangling off of the tall bridge. “Well… look it’s not that I don’t like you back, I do Hobie, it’s just I’ve never been in a relationship.. and I’m nervous because I don’t know how they work and look I’m sorry.” You said, a wave of guilt flew past you as you finished.
He furrowed his eyebrows, “Love, why ya’ apologizing..? It’s fine Dear…” He said looking at you, he rubbed your knuckles and squeezed your palm in the process.
You looked up, he really was the one for you wasn’t he. You liked the way he understood and layed low on the subject. You kissed his cheek, and layed your head on his shoulder, wrapping his hand around your hip and pulling you closer, and you nuzzled more into his side.
You closed your eyes and looked at the sunset, hues of of purple and pink mixing together, dancing in the sky. “Thank you, Hobart.” You whispered, the both of you spent the rest of the night there until it was time for you both to go home.
It ended with him walking you to your apartment steps, you gently kissing him on the cheek, leaving a lipstick mark on him, and waving goodbye before saying your last piece to him, “Thank you for understanding Hobart, I’ll talk to you in the morning..” Closing the door, you had a sweet smile on your face, you were happy to have him to say the least..
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notes: Thank you for requesting, I actually enjoyed making this, have a great morning/afternoon/night!
If you are okay with writing this, do you think you can write a Miguel x F!Reader (whose a Spider) oneshot where Miguel finds out the reader is pregnant due to his hearing, and the reader reveals she kept it a secret because she didn’t know how to tell him.
Not Meant To Hear Yet.
summary: Miguel had came back from a meeting with the spider-society and overheard you panicking in you’re shared bathroom. He continued to overheard something he wasn’t meant to hear yet…
characters: Miguel O’Hara. Jessica Drew.
warnings: crying. reader having a panic attack. angst. implied smut. little love confession.
This was not what you wanted to happen, you didn’t want a to have a child this young. You were 24, your boyfriend of 4 years, 27. And a couple months ago, you’d found out you were pregnant. At first you didn’t believe it, until all the test you took all came back positive. You didn’t want this, well you did want a child, just not this early..
And how were you going to tell Miguel this, you were sure he wouldn’t take the news good. You’d thought at the time you were for sure on the birth control..
He was at a ‘meeting’ with some members from the spider-society while you decided on staying home. After he left you did your normal routine, house chores, out chores. Miguel always insisted that you didn’t have to do that whenever you stayed home, he didn’t want you to be worked up and more tired then you normally should.
After your ‘chores’, you rush to your shared bedroom that was up the stairs. Dialing your phone, you call Jessica. She answers in a calm tone, while you answer in a worried tone. “Hey are you okay? What is it you need help with? You seem worried..” She said, a version of her showing up infront of you, she was on her motorcycle on a street in her universe.
You clack your nail repeatedly on the counter repeatedly, deciding to tell her what happened once she’d stop at a light. “Okay don’t get to excited or anything since your riding your motorcycle, but.. I’m pregnant..” You say waiting for her response and reaction.
As Jessica sat at the light, she started asking you a dozens of questions, “Do you know the gender yet?”, “Top 5 names if it’s a girl or boy?”, “Does Miguel even know yet?” You didn’t say anything after that question. Just from a minute of silence, she knew you hadn’t. “You haven’t told him have you..?”
Miguel had teleported into the house, he took his costume off and replaced them with comfortable clothing he’d left from the previous night before on the couch, while doing so, he heard you talking to someone. He figured it was important so he shrugged it off and started taking the ingredients out for dinner you were going to be cooking on this bittersweet night. “I just don’t know how to tell him that there’s a baby on the way.” He paused his movements. Had you just said what you said was truly real. It seemed seemed specious, but it wasn’t. It was true, real. “I don’t know how he’ll take the news, I want him to be happy about it and all but, what if he’s not, what if he’s angry about it..” That made him feel egregious and compunctioned. You thought he wouldn’t react well or good to the news..? He frowned and sat on the couch, still ‘eavesdropping’, but not on purpose of course.
After the conversation you had with Jessica, you pranced down the stairs to see Miguel on the couch, you froze halfway on the stairs panicking, you hoped he didn’t hear that whole conversation with her, and that he’d just gotten home. You continued your way down the stairs, he looked up to see you. God, he thought you looked so seraphic. “Hello Mi Rey, how was your day?” You say as you walk up to him and give him a sweet kiss onto of his forehead, after you ran your hands through his hair and smiled sweetly at him.
It took him a second or more to respond to your daily question, “It was good baby, do you feel okay right now? Your red..” He says. He knew what he was doing, he already knew what happened now.
You look in his eyes, look down and chuckle. “Yes dear I’m fine, I’m going to start dinner now.” Kissing his cheek, you walk to the kitchen to see he put what you needed out. “Aww, thanks for putting everything out, thank my hombre guapo. Would you like to help me with dinner tonight?” You say peaking your head out of the kitchen into the living room.
He stands up and walks over to you, “Only if that means we can play music?” He says as his large hands wrap around the small of your back and butt. Whenever he meant “play music”, he meant while the food was cooking and the both of you had time to waste to dance around in the kitchen and plant gentle kisses on one another.
You look to the side and frown for a second, debating your words of choice. “Miguel?” You say looking up at him.
After you just saying his name, he got quite worried. “What is it mi amor?” He said looking deep into your eyes.
“Whatever happens, I just hope you know I love you, so so much.. Your the best thing that’s ever happened to me..” You say, feeling different waves of emotions coming over you.
He was surprised. He thought that something bad was going to happen, but surprisingly it wasn’t anything bad. You were having one of your moments where you just wanted to say that you loved him. “God I love you too y/n..” He says shoving you into his broad chest.
After making dinner the both of you sat down at the table, across from eachother. It was quiet, that weirded you out a little, he was always the one to start a conversation at the table..
You clear your throat and look up at him, “Soooo, did anything interesting happen with them today?” You say, taking another sip of your soup. Your mind was racing with random question and things you had to finish after eating.
He looked up, didn’t say anything, until a couple moments later. “Nope not really.. But there is something I’d like to talk about with you.” He said in a significant tone, as he pushed his soup bowl to the side, with his glass of water.
You took note of this, his tone was never like this unless there was something wrong or serious we needed to talk about. “Okay…” You drag out as you do the same gesture as him, pushing your glass and bowl out of the way.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant..?” He asked. His shoulders were tense, as he stood properly in his chair.
Oh god, he knows..? But how, that shouldn’t have been unless he heard me upstairs, is that why he was so tense when I came down the stairs.. “Look Miguel, I’m sorry, I just didn’t know how to break the news to you.” You felt a sense of compunction rush over you. “I didn’t know how you would react, or how you felt about having a child.. I just..” You didn’t finish anything, tears ran down your cheeks, as you didn’t look at him but at the cleared area in front of you on the table.
You didn’t see him, but he got up and started walking towards you. He wrapped his strong and well-knitted arms around you, you cried and cried in his chest. You felt horrible, you were gasping for air at this point from crying.
He let go of you and took your flushed face in his hands. “Look Hermosa, I’m not angry, I’m just a little sad that you’d think I’d feel that way. I’m happy that you are okay?” Staring at you, he waited for you to nod. When you did he gave you a kiss, picked you up, and carried you to the bedroom where the both of you would go to sleep. And clean up the both of you made from cooking tomorrow. “Goodnight, Mi Amor.”
SUMMARY: You were a soc, and the not really the good type. You always hung out with bob, randy, and his other friends. You just didn’t like greasers, they had nasty grease in there hair, listened to horrible music, and were careless 24/7. There was one greaser and only one that caught your eye, and no it wasn’t that idiotic flirt Dallas Winston. It was Two-Bit Matthews, he was a little nice…always made you laugh from time to time. And you might have caught feelings, but you didn’t even realize it. But obviously a lot of females at school did, he also started noticing too and wanted to make sure his theory of you having a thing for him was correct.
When Bradley and you got together, he wouldn’t stop bragging about how much the rest of Gamma Mu Mu wishes that you were they’re girlfriend and stuff
He still talks a bunch about you to the guys, but not as much as he did in the beginning. jk that never changed with him
Whenever you go out with him he’ll always have to compliment you and your outfits, “Dear, you’re outfit is beautiful. And your makeup is gorgeous, even though you don’t need it… You still look gorgeous.”
Late at night will your Sorority and his Fraternity are asleep you both with call you on your ‘landline’ telephones and talk about anything, it’s mostly just you two flirting with eachother
99.9% (100%) of the time he’ll always walk you to you’re sorority house, and while you step up the steps with him he’ll hold you’re hands and you both will give a simple but sweet kiss, it always ends with his hands in your hair and on your hips and you gasping for air
It’s always when you finally go into the Sorority house that the girls in the house will ask you what happen, and you simply say “I’ll tell you tomorrow!” as you run up to you’re room and watch him walk away through the window
Whenever you two go out together or to a little shop with treats and candies, you both always have to share a lollipop, sometimes you’ll even tease him with it (ifykyk)
Sometimes he’ll sneak you into his house and you guys just lay in his room and cuddle, it ends up with you snoring softly into his neck, him playing with your hair, and him yelling at the boys to be quiet so they don’t wake you up
You guys secretly having matching satin pj sets
He likes laying on your boobs, like he doesn’t care if you have a bra, a shirt or no shirt on, he’ll just lay on them and play with them
Not sexually but he’ll be titty drunk, by how hot your tits are
If that makes sense-
After a while of dating him, you get to meet the boys
You are friends with like 80% of them, they’re really sweet and nice towards you
You’re favorite has gotta be, Tank! He’s really sweet to you and makes silly jokes
He’s like a literal kid, literally…
The guys think you’re perfect for him, also they like how you can humble him and he’ll submit to you
(NSFW) This man love fucking you from behind, it’s his favorite he likes seeing your ass jiggle, his favorite position has got to be “The Armlock”, he just loves when he hears you screaming his names and biting your shoulder and neck
(NSFW) He loves receiving and giving head, he mostly likes giving you head, he just doesn’t admit to it, he likes gently biting on your clit, or when you grab at his hair and tell him how good of a boy he is
He loves you so much
Whenever you guys go to class, he always has to carry your books for you, even if you tell him that it’s fine and that he doesn’t have to, he still will
He likes it when you sit on top of his lap, especially when you press gentle and soft kisses onto his neck and collarbone
When you guys go to the cafe, he always pays for what you get, like a coffee a little sandwich, he will always pay for what you want
He really loves you and would do absolutely anything for you
Notes: I know nobody request this or anything, but there is like literally no Bradley Uppercrust III content or fanfics on here, none. But here are some headcanons of him if he was dating a sorority girl. Thanks for reading and have a great morning/afternoon/night!
If possible, could you write headcannons for Pitch x a non-binary human reader with ptsd that quickly calms down when he’s around?
Maybe he didn’t understand HOW his presence could possibly do anything to comfort them, and they finally admit that they would pretend he was guarding them as a kid for comfort? (As a kid, I basically soothed my fears by telling myself that the thing I feared wouldn’t hurt me, so “the boogie man is protecting me” was a common thought process I had as a kid XD)
Pitch Black With A Non-Binary Human S/O That Had PTSD And Quickly Calms Down When Around Him.
Summary: Pitch Black With A Non-Binary Human S/O That Had PTSD And Quickly Calms Down When Around Him.
Characters: Pitch Black
Warnings: Minor Cussing, Affectionate Touches, Romantic Relationship Implied
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Reader: Non-Binary! Reader
REQUEST ARE OPEN!
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The first time you met him was obviously when you were having a nightmare, you abruptly woke up, only to be faced by Pitch
You had calmed down quickly though and stared at him, after he left quickly, you went back to sleep
In the morning you didn’t know if it actually happened, so you went on with your day, you’re day turning into a week
After a week, you’d seen him again
This time you called out to him, trying to talk to him
He still ignored you and ran away
One day you caught him, he had finally talked to you but was quiet, very quiet
He’d plan on taking you away, and kidnapping you
Once he did you didn’t mind, you felt comforted by him
In a weird way though, with him always being around you, he gave you a presence of feeling safe
He slowly started to notice when you were fidgeting and stopped when you immediately saw him
Little things like that, y’know
He suddenly asked you one day about it and you answered correctly, “Well as a kid you would scare me, so as long as I told myself as a child that you weren’t able to hurt me, I pretended you were there to comfort me, and protect me…”
He found it cute? I guess, after he slowly would get to know you and develop feelings for you
When he finally tried putting his feelings into simple words, you simply just gave him a peck on the cheek and walked away
After that day and you two getting together, he came to find out that you had PTSD
When you told him your story and how much it traumatized you, he felt bad for you, and the fact you had to grow through that
After your story, he’d give you a long and gentle hug, you both stayed like that for a couple of minutes
You were happy that he had actually listened to you
After hearing the things that were involved in your trauma, he made sure for you to stay away from them
He’d want you to seek help, and to slowly get over the story
He just wants to see you’re improvement and growth from there on out with you
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Notes: Thank you so much for requesting this! I hope you enjoyed reading it, and have a great morning/afternoon/night!
hello!! if it's okay, can you sfw headcanons with thrax x a reader who's been in an abusive relationship in the past (the reader having a kind personality yet refusing to show weakness and has a little bit of anger issues)? if not i completely understand and tysm!
Thrax With A Reader That’s Been A Past Abusive Relationship
Summary: Thrax with an s/o that’s been in a abusive relationship in the past
When he first met you he found it funny that you tried being tuff and all
He’d make comments about it, “so what’s you with you thinking your all that hm, doll?”, “look just leave me alone and shut up okay..”
He noticed that you also didn’t like being touched, whenever someone would lay a single hand on you you’d shrug them off
He asked you about this, and you kinda just broke down, you stayed quiet as tears flowed down your pretty flushed face, streaming down your cheeks and lips
Although he’d known you for such little time he still cared, and wanted to know why you broke down
He was surprised when you fell into his chest and just cried into him, he didn’t mind tho, the sweet smell of you lingering just above his nose, your sweet face and red and wet with tears, the sniffling noses you made
And at the time he had a little thing for you
So when you explained all about why you had tried to put on a tuff and closed-off facade, he felt bad for all the comments he made
So he kept you close, making sure nobody would touch you except for him in the time he had you in his warm arms
After calming down 30 minutes later, you thanked him for him listening to you and comforting you
After that situation he cared a lot about you, when you met a guy, he was always around to make sure no guy put his hands on you, especially if they were unwanted from you
After a little, he just confessed causally
He was happy about the fact that you liked him too, and a week after it the both of you started dating
While dating him, he was really sweet
Wasn’t cocky with you as much as he was before the relationship
It took a hot minute for you to be comfortable with his touches
Whenever you two were out together, he would have his arm wrapped strongly around your shoulder, always having you be his side so he knew you were safe
If he needed to go out he’d take you with him, but if you didn’t want to go out that day he’d say inside with you and do what he needed to do another day
Kisses with him have deep meanings, soft kisses from him are sweet, gentle, soft, and full of love and protection, while harsh kisses were full of passion and a need for him to keep you connected to him
Whether you two were in the bedroom, it was never hard and painful intercourse
It was always soft and gentle, he wanted you to feel safe, you on top of him, his hands connected to your hips gentle pushing you on him as you continued to ride him with help
It was always passionate with the both of you, your relationship filled with love and protection
Notes: Hi, I’m sorry this took so long to get out but I’ve been really busy with life, work, and college. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did with making it, have a great morning/afternoon/night!
hi i love your writing so much! barely anyone writes for pitch anymore you’re like a blessing for real! Could you do a continuation of the cupid! x pitch fix you made? It can be anything honestly just the same characters, i’ll read anything with pitch im so deprived…. 😭 keep up the great work!
I’m Something To Him.
Summary: Toothiana catches you and Pitch laying in bed together, and doesn’t realize she’s made a mistake once she’s told the guardians about the situation she witnessed.
Characters: Pitch Black, Jack Frost, Toothiana, Bunnymund, North, Sandy
You never think you’d find yourself in this predicament, but you were in this second.. You were faced by the other guardians, all of them hovering over your small and fragile frame. Anger, confusion, and more smeared onto there faces. Toothiana looked at you with shame and guilt, you knew it was her who snitched you out. You just stared at her, you’re breath hitching each time you took a breath in and out
You didn’t know how this happened, you really didn’t. You didn’t mean to get into bed with him, he was too alluring to not. You remember the way he touched you, the way he made you feel more anything in this whole world, the way he made you feel like the whole world in fact. You didn’t even know how she found out..
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“Guuuuuys..! I’ve noticed something, that you guys haven’t~” Toothiana says flying around in North’s layer while the other guardians stare up at her, “What have you noticed now?” “Soooo you guys know y/n..?”
Jack stares at her blinking his eye sarcastically, “Yeah, who doesn’t?” “Cmon’ boys, let’s listen to what she has to say..” North says harshly patting Jack’s back as he sits beside Jack and Bunnymund.
“So you know how we are always fighting with Pitch-“ “Just get to the damn point already will ya’?!” Bunnymund’s eyes widen and he gets visibly annoyed.
“Okay fine! Pitch and y/n whenever they’re fighting are touchy okay, and so uhm basically they’re in her layer, together… and I think they were uhm doing stuff, if you know what I mean.” Sitting gently on a random table, she looks down. Feeling guilt rush over her, she didn’t want to tell or anything but she felt wrong about the whole situation playing out. As she walked into your layer, she heard nothing, it was eerie walking into your layer not hearing anything. She walked around calling out your name, not knowing if you were there or not. She walked in your kitchen, living room, dining room, no matter she went she hadn’t seen you. There was only one place she hadn’t looked, your bedroom, she started walking over to the heart-shaped door, looking at the handle and opening it. She looked around not seeing much, until she looked at your bed. She didn’t expect to see what she saw, but she did. You and Pitch laying together, arms and legs tangled around each another as what your blanket’s silhouette had been showing. She gasped at the sight, she didn’t know what to do she just stood there looking at you. Not believing that you’d be in bed with someone you and your friends hated.. she immediately closed the door, and flew to North’s immediately.
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“Why y/n why?! Why would you do that, that is forbidden..” North says towering over you, walking closer and closer to you until you fell on the floor as tears ran down your flushed cheeks. You didn’t know what to say, you felt guilty for what you did, giving away your innocence to a man who had no ounce of innocence in his veins.
“I-I’m sorry I really am! I got caught up in the moment, he made me feel like something I-I didn’t know what to do please I’m sorry!” Crying uncontrollably, your voice cracking in between say your apology. Toothiana looked at you, regret flowing through her body as she saw how terribly sorry you were. She had regretted it a lot, to much to put into words.
After the argument, they were to never see you again, they fled into your place a couple days later to see all of your belongs gone. Nothing in the lovely, innocent, pink layer you once lived in. With a huge waterfall, and a heart-shaped fireplace, now sad and empty, little light seeping into the layer giving it a feeling, a feeling of guilt. They’d never see you from that day on, layer still abandoned, covered in dust, and light shades of paint chipping away.
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Notes: Sorry for this situation being weird but, let me explain, so basically I wrote half of it then I deleted the request to restart the story then couldn’t find it until I was browsing through my own page, so here is the sorry and sorry for it taking so long, I hope you enjoyed it though! Have a great morning/afternoon/night!
Notes: I have like 1 or 2 drafts, and I haven’t got request really, I’m working on a request right now. But there’s nothing to really write, so please vote so I could get an idea of what I should write next, and maybe comment the prompt or idea for the X Reader
“You’ll get them next time love, I promise you..” As the radio plays a sweet tune, you softly say as you stroke your lover’s long ginger hair, Buddy Pine. You had met him a couple of years ago, in the year of 1956. And ever since he asked you to be his girlfriend, and recently his wife, you’ve never been happier than ever. You couldn’t lie about how shocked you were when you found out your boyfriend of 2 years was a villain, but you could agree with his reasons for why he was one, but you never wanted to get in the drama with him and his not so favorite idol anymore, so while he was busy fighting them... you were out getting groceries, going to work, and finishing any house work on another part of the island that was secluded.
Every single day, you’d come home to your lover boy, and all he’d wanted to do was just hold onto you. At times he didn’t like risking his life but, he did what he had to do.
“Sweetheart..?”
“Yes Buddy.” You continued playing with hair and lifted his chin while looking into his shiny eyes, and sending him a sweet, sweet smile.
He didn’t say anything for a hot second, he was to busy looking at how beautiful you were. Your lashes fluttering, your plump lips shaped upward into a twinkle, your eyes shining in the light from the lamp on your bedside table. He still couldn’t believe he had something so precious like you in his hands, in his possession, just his, only his.
“Love..?” You say stroking his cheek with your available thumb that was holding onto his chin. “Ya’ just gonna stare at me and look dumb, or are you gonna talk honey?” You say chuckling as he snapped out of his trans at that name you’ve never used for him.
“Did you just?-“ You cut him off with a short but sweet kiss before letting him talk again.
“So what were you gonna say baby?”
“I love you so much, y/n.” He says as he’s staring up at you, he still looks a little dumb cause he’s just staring up at you. But he looks cute like that, so you just chuckle at his statement and pepper little kisses all over his face.
“I think it’s time for us to go to bed now, don’t you think Budd?” You say smiling at him. And squishing his cute cheeks together as you look at the freckles sprinkled across his cheeks and nose.
“Yeah, yeah okay..” He says, he seems a little speechless. He turns the light and radio off, and lays back on your chest.
And as you wrap your warm arms around him, the last thing you say to him is, “I love you too Buddy, goodnight and sweet dreams hunny.”
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