Hello! I hope you are well. I absolutely adored your Bobble fic it was so freaking cute. Sadly there are not enough writers who write for him. I never requested an imagine so I hope it is okay if I ask you if you could write another Bobble fic. Maybe where he likes y/n but is too shy to admit it because he thinks he is not good enough (maybe because she is not a Tinker or whatever you like). And his friends have to encourage him to confess and a sweet kiss scene at the end! If you don't want to do it then it's fine, I understand :)
Greetings from Germany ^.^
Heyy! Thank you so much for this request! I love writing for Bobble and I do not really have any ideas anymore so I'm very happy to see people like him. ^^ I had a lot of fun writing this and I also feel very special to know I'm the first one to recieve a request from you and to know I have people from Germany who like my writing! I'm also from Germany so I say: vielen Dank und ich hoffe du schreibt noch mehr Ideen! <3
Shy and Sweet
Characters:
• Bobble – A shy and inventive Tinker Fairy who struggles with self-doubt but is deeply caring and devoted. He expresses his feelings through his inventions rather than words.
• Reader (Garden Fairy) – A kind, warm-hearted Garden Fairy with a love for plants and a gentle, shy nature. She admires Bobble but fears she is imagining his feelings.
• Tinker Bell – Bobble’s supportive but slightly mischievous friend who pushes him to confess his feelings. She acts as a motivator and comic relief.
• Clank – Bobble’s best friend, well-meaning but not very subtle. Encourages Bobble and adds humor to the story.
Trigger Warnings:
• Low self-esteem/Self-doubt – Bobble struggles with feelings of inadequacy, believing he is not good enough for the Garden Fairy.
• Mild anxiety – Both characters experience nervousness and insecurity when confessing their feelings.
• Mentions of spying (for comedic effect) – Tinker Bell and Clank eavesdrop on Bobble’s confession, though it is portrayed humorously.
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Bobble had always believed that every fairy had a purpose. Tinker fairies built, fixed, and invented—working behind the scenes to ensure Pixie Hollow functioned smoothly. That was his role, and he loved it.
But when it came to her, the fairy he admired more than anything, he felt completely and utterly useless.
She wasn’t a Tinker. She was a Garden Fairy, full of warmth and grace, with soil-stained hands that somehow made her even more beautiful. Every time she laughed, it was like the first light of dawn breaking through the trees. Bobble had never been very good with words, but if he could build something to capture the way she made him feel, it would be the most delicate, most breathtaking invention he had ever created.
The problem was… he wasn’t brave enough to tell her.
And so, he showed his feelings in the only way he knew how.
Whenever she struggled with something—like carrying heavy bags of seeds or finding a way to water delicate sprouts without crushing them—Bobble would show up with an invention. A specially crafted seed dispenser, a tiny sprinkler that mimicked raindrops, a sun-powered lantern for her late-night gardening. Each time, she would smile so brightly at him, and he’d feel like his wings might stop working altogether.
But that was enough, right? Just seeing her happy?
At least, that’s what he told himself—until Tinker Bell found out.
“You like her?”
Bobble nearly dropped the handful of gears he had been holding. He turned to see Tinker Bell standing behind him, arms crossed, eyebrows raised in knowing amusement.
“W-what? Who?” Bobble stammered, fumbling with his goggles.
Tink rolled her eyes. “Come on, Bobble. You’re always making her little gifts. You get all flustered whenever she’s around. You’re in love with her.”
Bobble swallowed hard. The words made his heart stutter.
“I-I wouldn’t say love, exactly,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “It’s just… she’s amazin’, Tink. She’s got this way of makin’ everything feel brighter, like the whole of Pixie Hollow is just a wee bit warmer when she’s around.”
Tink’s expression softened. “So why haven’t you told her?”
Bobble sighed and turned back to his worktable, fiddling with a small, half-finished pendant made from tiny silver gears.
“Because she deserves someone… better.” His voice was quieter now. “Someone who knows how to say all the right things. Not just some clumsy Tinker with big glasses and—”
“Bobble.” Tinker Bell placed a firm hand on his shoulder, cutting him off. “You are good enough. She already likes you—you’re just too scared to see it.”
Bobble blinked at her. “You really think so?”
Tink smirked. “I know so.”
Clank, who had been listening in the background, suddenly clapped Bobble on the back so hard he nearly toppled over. “Go tell her, mate! Or I will!”
Bobble’s wings twitched nervously. Tell her?
Could he really do that?
That evening, as the sky melted into hues of pink and lavender, Bobble found her near the Pixie Dust Tree. She was kneeling by a patch of moonflowers, gently coaxing the delicate petals open with the soft glow of pixie dust.
His heart hammered in his chest.
“You always make that look so easy,” he said before he could lose his nerve.
She turned, smiling at him. “Bobble! What brings you here?”
He hesitated, then stepped forward, clutching the small pendant he had been working on all day.
“I, uh, I made somethin’ for you,” he said, holding it out with trembling fingers.
She took it carefully, eyes widening as she examined the intricate silver petals. “Bobble, it’s beautiful.”
Bobble swallowed hard. His pulse pounded in his ears. This was it.
“I—there’s somethin’ I’ve been wantin’ to say,” he admitted, voice shaking. “I—I like you. A lot. I have for a long time.”
Silence stretched between them. His hands clenched into fists, bracing for rejection.
But then, she smiled. That smile. The one that made him feel like he was flying even when his feet were on the ground.
“Oh, Bobble…” She stepped closer, reaching for his hands. “I like you too.”
Bobble’s breath hitched. “You do?”
Instead of answering, she leaned in, pressing a soft, warm kiss to his cheek.
His entire body went still. His wings fluttered wildly, his goggles nearly slipping off his nose. Somewhere in the distance, Clank let out a loud whoop, and Tink’s laughter rang through the air.
Bobble barely heard them. All he could focus on was the fairy in front of him, smiling at him, choosing him.
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Bobble’s heart pounded as she pulled away, her soft lips still lingering on his cheek in the form of a warm, fluttery sensation. His wings twitched so fast he thought he might lift off the ground without meaning to.
She had kissed him.
She liked him.
His mouth opened, but no words came out. His brain had completely stopped working.
She must have noticed, because she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and let out a nervous little laugh. “U-um… was that okay?”
Bobble blinked rapidly, his face heating up. “Okay? I—uh—I mean, aye, it was more than okay! It was—” He let out a high-pitched laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. “I just—uh—wow.”
Her cheeks turned a soft pink as she fidgeted with the pendant he had given her. “I’ve been hoping you’d tell me how you felt for a while…” she admitted shyly, looking down at the little silver flower in her hands. “But I didn’t want to say anything first. I was worried maybe I was imagining it.”
Bobble’s jaw nearly dropped. “You were worried?”
She nodded, her wings fluttering nervously. “You’re so talented, Bobble. Always inventing these amazing things, helping everyone… I thought maybe you just saw me as a friend.”
Bobble felt like his heart might burst. “Oh, lass,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “You have no idea.”
Before he could stop himself, he gently took her hands in his, squeezing them as he looked into her eyes. “I’ve liked you for so long. I just thought you deserved someone… someone better than a clumsy Tinker like me.”
She gasped softly, shaking her head. “Bobble, don’t say that.”
His breath hitched as she took a small step closer. “You’re kind,” she whispered. “And clever. And you always know how to make me smile.” Her fingers curled around his. “I don’t want someone else.”
Bobble felt like his wings had stopped working entirely.
Then, as if realizing how bold she had just been, she suddenly looked away, cheeks burning. “I-I mean, um… if you still like me, that is…”
Bobble let out a breathless chuckle, his heart swelling with adoration. “Aye. I still like you,” he murmured, barely believing this was real.
She peeked up at him through her lashes, and something about the way she looked—so shy, yet so happy—made Bobble’s heart skip a beat.
Before he could even think about it, he lifted her hand and pressed a soft, hesitant kiss to her knuckles.
She gasped, eyes going wide, and Bobble immediately panicked. “Oh! Was that—was that too much? Did I—”
But she only giggled, hiding her face behind her hands as her wings fluttered wildly. “N-no! I just… I wasn’t expecting that…”
Bobble grinned, feeling a new sense of confidence bubble up in his chest. “Good surprise, then?”
She peeked at him through her fingers, her smile soft and full of warmth. “The best.”
A loud CRASH suddenly sounded from the bushes behind them, making both of them jump.
Bobble turned just in time to see Clank stumble out from behind a tree, looking sheepish. Tinker Bell hovered beside him, arms crossed, shaking her head.
“Oops,” Clank muttered, his large hands fumbling to straighten his vest. “Didn’t mean to fall outta the bush.”
Bobble groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “Were you spyin’ on us?”
Tinker Bell smirked, not looking the least bit guilty. “Spying is a strong word. I’d call it… making sure you didn’t back out.”
Clank beamed. “And makin’ sure ya finally kissed!”
Bobble’s face turned bright red. “I didn’t kiss—” He stopped, glancing at the fairy beside him, who was now covering her mouth to stifle a giggle.
Tinker Bell raised an eyebrow. “Not yet.”
Bobble’s heart practically stopped. His eyes darted back to the girl next to him, and to his surprise, her own cheeks were red as well.
For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then, shyly, hesitantly, she reached for his hand again.
Bobble’s breath caught.
And as she leaned in—closer, closer—he finally let his eyes flutter shut.
And when her lips softly brushed his, it was more magical than anything he could have ever invented.
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Hiiii I dunno if you’re taking requests right now, but I was wondering if you’d want to write another Bobble fic. Maybe an nsfw one? Maybe the MC (could be M!Reader or otherwise) decides to seduce Bobble since he gets too nervous and shy to make the first move? I just like the idea of Bobble topping reader but reader being a dominant bottom if that makes sense (am I projecting? Maybe hehe 😏).
Not exactly what you asked for but hey some bobble smut is better than none lmao
Bobble x M!Reader +18
Bobble had never felt this way before. Seeing a handsome man like you between his legs in the wee hours of the morning at his workdesk?! He might pass put right there and then! Bobble whimpered quietly as his trousers were slowly removed along with his underwear. Oh goodness, the sensation of your hands on him in such a way! So indecent! So scandalous! So... so good.
His hands threaded through your hair as a pathetic little whine escaped his throat. His cheeks flushed a deep red as the high pitched noises slipped past his lips. He always knew he wasn't manly in a physical sense, and he always yearned to be more masculine. But with you? He felt enough. He felt like he was more than wonderful- he believed every word you said about him. However, his favorite praise was:
"There's my brilliant man."
The way Bobble spasmed and writhed against you as you swallowed down everything he gave you. It was everything all at once. It was perfection. It was love. It was Bobble.
Fandom: Tinkerbell
Characters: Bobble, Rosetta
Relationship: Bobble/reader
Request: Hi there, i was wondering if you could do a Bobble x Reader where reader is a Gardening fairy and she has a crush on Bobble but she's to shy to tell him so Rosetta ends up blurting it out to him.
You flew from flower to flower, checking every one over for any issues. You smoothed out any petals which were winkled, wanting them to be perfect before painting tomorrow. You were so engulfed in your work, that you didn’t hear the approaching fairy.
“you know, I think Tinkerbell said there would be a delivery today.” Rosetta appeared suddenly beside you, making you jump and nearly fall off the petals you were on.
“Rosetta! I could have fallen.” You moaned as you looked down. It was a long way to the ground.
“You have wings, silly.” She giggled, pulling at your wings.
“Yes, but you gave me such a shock, I might not have had time to react.” You turn away from her, tugging your wings back as you fluttered to the next flower, hoping that she would drop it.
But that wasn’t Rosetta.
Ever since she had figured out your little crush on a certain tinker fairy. You didn’t think you were that obvious around Bobble. You two got along great, and he always stopped to talk to you.
“I think you should tell him today.” She suddenly said, making your head snap to her.
“Rosetta.” You whined, but she put her hand on her hip.
“you two would be perfect for each other. Everyone thinks so. Please, just consider it.” She takes your hands, and you knew she wouldn’t let you get back to work until she had a response she thought was acceptable.
“I’ll think about it.” You sigh, but she seemed happy enough with that response.
“Good. I’m going to go see Fern. I wont be too long, then I can help you with the final checks.” She looked out over the petals before whizzing away.
You rolled your eyes, before settling on another flower. It was probably the worst you had had all day, so you knelt down in the centre, setting to work.
It took a little longer than normal to sort this particular one, but when you were done, you felt proud of your job.
Standing up, you sort your skirt.
“Hi, [y/n].” Bobble suddenly appeared next to you making you jump.
And loose your footing.
Falling back, you expect to fall off the edge and have to hope to god your wings stopped you from hitting the floor.
But Bobble managed to grab your wrist, stopping you from even needing to worry about your wings.
“Sorry!” Bobble pulled you back onto the petals with bright red cheeks.
“No, its fine. Apparently Im easy to sneak up on.” You tried to laugh off, but your laugh sounded too forced.
If Bobble noticed it, he didn’t say anything. He was too preoccupied looking for something.
He ended up flying up a little from the flower to look around. He seemed to spot what he was looking for on the ground and flew down to it. It was certainly an odd reaction, so you followed behind him. You landed beside him as he picked up a woven basket.
Probably the one you had asked him for last week.
Bobble had been bringing it to you, and dropped it in favour of grabbing you from falling. But it took damage, now having a few broken strands in one side.
Even your non-tinker eyes could see it would need to be done again.
“Oh, im so sorry, Bobble.” You felt the guilt run through you.
“Its okay. I can fix it.” Bobble waved off your concern as he inspected the damage.
“You shouldn’t have to waste your time redoing something because of me.” You shook your head, scolding yourself.
“Its not a waste of time.” Bobble smiled, drawing your attention back to him.
“It is. Here, it will be fine. I’ll use it for the daisy petals. They are large enough to cover the holes and not fall out.” You go to reach out for the basket but Bobble pulls it out of your reach.
“Sorry, miss. Cant have damaged items leaving this cart.” Bobble shook his head firmly.
“But Im the reason its damaged.” You couldn’t help but laugh a little.
“Nope. Sorry. Im afraid I’ll just have to come back tomorrow with a new one.” Bobble flew to the cart, putting it in the back of the cart.
“you don’t have to come back. Honestly.” You move from one foot to the other, looking away.
“I… I want to come back and see you.” Bobbles words drew your gaze up to him.
The second your eyes met his own, you noticed his cheeks were burning red.
“Really?” You breathe, smiling slightly as you fiddle with your own fingers as your question earns a shy nod. “I’d like that.”
“Great. I’ll come by about mid-day.” Bobble instantly brightens up at your answer. You were so lost in happiness that you didn’t notice Rosetta approaching, hearing the end of the conversation.
“Oh good, did you finally tell him?” Rosetta appears, having picked up the petals and put them in her new basket she had already collected.
“Tell me what?” Bobble asked before you could think what she meant.
“About her crush on you.” Rosetta spoke up, making you stand up straight and stare at her with wide eyes.
“Rosetta!” You cried out in betray.
Rosetta dropped the basket out of shock as she looked at you. It was clear as you both stared at each other that she realized that she had messed up. Her hands flew up over her mouth as she looked to Bobble for a moment.
the betray you felt in your stomach turned to dread as you remembered that Bobble was standing right there.
“I- I’d better…” you turned on your heels and flew up to the top of the daisies. The large petals would hide you nicely as you try to figure out what the hell you were going to do.
landing on them, you wrap your arms around you, shrinking into yourself. Sinking down so you were kneeling, you soothed out the small wrinkles in the petal half heartedly.
You couldn’t hear the hushed voices, thinking that the other two had dispersed. Bobble would fly back to his workshop and an awkwardness would form between you both.
Rosetta would probably run to your group of friends and ask what she could do.
You would probably forgive her by tomorrow. You didn’t hold grudges, especially because she hadn’t done it to be nasty or mean.
But that didn’t mean you didn’t plan on wallowing in self pity for the rest of the evening.
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You were only half concentrating on the task at hand of painting the flowers. You chose to do it by hand because you hoped it would take up most your day without having to run into Rosetta.
You were just finishing a batch when you heard the familiar sounds of wheels creaking. The delivery wagon.
You landed on the ground, curious as to why there was deliveries today. And you could have fainted when Bobble appeared.
Cheese steered the cart right to you, squeaking happily as you instinctively petted him.
“I-I thought you wouldn’t do a delivery today.” You try to sound normal, but your voice shook slightly.
“I said I’d come back with a new basket.” Bobble smiles, the red in his cheeks obvious, making you wonder why. He had no reason to be embarrassed. You left Cheese at the front to go to the back of the cart as he offers you a new basket.
“well, thank you. I really apricate it.” you grin, taking the basket but noticing it felt a little heavier than the normal ones. Looking inside, you were surprised to see something wooden.
Reaching in, you pulled out a hand crafted wooden flower. It was small, sitting easily in your palm, but the amount of detail in the petals was incredible. It must have taken hours for him to make it.
Had he made it for you?
The small wooden flower was beautiful, the petals painted your favourite colour and everything.
“Rosetta told me yesterday. And I-I would have liked to hear it from you. But I think we’re both to blame.” Bobble’s wings flutter nervously behind him.
“How so?” you ask, drawing your attention away from the flower to look at him.
“We’ll, I’d get too shy around you and couldn’t tell you how I felt. just like you.” Bobble rubs the back of his neck, rambling a little as he looked anywhere but you.
But his words were not lost.
You close your fingers around the flower, holding it to your chest as you try to hold back a smile.
“You mean it?” You ask, trying so hard not to get your hopes up for him. You didn’t want to be heartbroken again in two days.
“Yeah.” Bobble nodded, and the second his eyes met your own, he grinned. “I really like you. A lot.”
You could have fainted right there and then, your face as red as roses.
But something drove you forward.
wrapping your arms around his shoulders, you couldn’t control the joy you felt at hearing him say such words. The flower was still clutched in your hand.
Bobble let out a breathy laugh before his arms wrapped around you, as if he couldn’t quite believe it.
Suddenly realizing what you had done, you felt the wave of shyness crash back on you.
“Sorry.” You mumbled, pulling away a little. But Bobble makes no attempt to let you go, and even though you had pulled away a little, you didn’t want to break the contact.
You looked up at him through your eyelashes, noticing how his eyes darted to your lips and back.
He leaned closer and your eyes fell shut as your lips connected.
You felt as though a gust of wind had carried you away into a dream land. Your wings fluttered happily as you kissed him back. The shyness was obvious in the kiss, but you hoped that it could grow just as your relationship had.
“Did you get your new bask-“ Rosetta flew through the flowers, to preoccupied on counting the petals in her own before she froze at he sight of you and Bobble in each other arms.
you both pulled away at the same time, cheeks blazing as Rosetta stifled a giggle behind her hand. But her eyes betrayed her.
you only just managed to hold back a groan.
“I’d better be getting on with the deliveries.” Bobble waved to Rosetta as he retreated to the cart. You followed him.
“Do you want to maybe come back tomorrow? If you’re not too busy with deliveries.” You quickly added the last part, busying yourself with petting Cheese who had sat very well the entire time.
“I think its going to be pretty busy tomorrow.” Bobble sighs, and you felt the disappointment in your chest. But he perks up. “But I could come after I finish.”
“Yeah, I’d like that.” You beam at him, more excited than you had ever felt.
He nodded, before waving goodbye to Rosetta and you.
You watched him go, trying to figure out what you were going to do till tomorrow.
The sound of fluttering wings to your right brought you out of your dream and you saw Rosetta creeping closer, looking as though she might burst with excitement.
“You really have poor timing, Rosetta.” You couldn’t help but smile as you attempted to scold her. But she raced to you, wrapping her arms around you and spinning you in the air.
“Oh this is great!” She squealed with excitement.
“careful.” You opened your palm to make sure the flower was okay.
“Ohhh, whats that? Its so pretty.” She reached out, touching the flower but didn’t take it from your palm.
“Bobble made it for me. Do you think Tink has some string I could put it on?” You ask, feel a small amount of pride at the gift.
“Yes! Im sure she could figure something out. Lets go now.” Rosetta grabbed your free hand and pulls you into the air.
You cry her name as your wings flutter, managing to catch yourself. You flew beside her, beaming as you gushed to her.
You didn’t notice Bobble watching you go, smiling widely.
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Characters: Ling, Bruno Madrigal, Bobble, James Hook, Syndrome, Clopin Trouillefou, Gaston, Nuca, Wiggins
Characters: Bobble, Reader (You), Clank (briefly), other fairies (mentioned)
Trigger Warnings: none
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Pixie Hollow was buzzing with excitement. A new fairy had arrived—you. Every fairy had gathered to greet you when you were born from the first laugh of a baby, but your talent had taken some time to reveal itself. Now that you knew you were a Tinker Fairy, you’d finally joined the workshop to meet the other tinker fairies properly.
You hovered nervously near the entrance, your wings fluttering softly. The room was full of gears, half-finished contraptions, and cheerful chaos, with fairies darting around, tinkering and chatting. You felt a little overwhelmed, wondering if you’d fit in with all this energy and noise.
Then, someone flew up to you with a bright smile and sparkling blue eyes hidden behind round glasses. His red hair was messy, his wings shimmered in the sunlight streaming through the windows, and he wore a leafy vest that looked just a little crooked.
“Hiya! You must be the new fairy!” he exclaimed, his Irish accent warm and welcoming. “The name’s Bobble! So glad you’re joinin’ the workshop!”
You smiled shyly, feeling the weight of your nerves lift just a little at his friendly demeanor. “Hi, Bobble. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too, miss!” He gave a little bow mid-air, nearly bumping into a floating gear. “Oops! Sorry about that! I get a bit excitable, you see.”
You giggled, and Bobble’s heart skipped a beat at the sound. There was something in your soft, nervous laugh that tugged at him, and he found himself wanting to make you smile again.
“Here, let me show you around!” Bobble said, motioning for you to follow him. “We’ve got all kinds of gadgets and gizmos, and Clank—he’s my best mate—well, he’s around here somewhere…”
As he led you through the workshop, pointing out various contraptions with animated excitement, you couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm. He talked a mile a minute, jumping from one project to the next, but somehow you found it endearing rather than overwhelming.
“And this here’s our latest project—an automatic flower picker!” Bobble announced proudly, holding up a small, clunky device. It promptly whirred to life, misfiring a petal straight at his face.
You gasped. “Are you okay?”
Bobble blinked, cross-eyed, as the petal stuck to the tip of his nose. Then he burst out laughing. “Happens every time!”
You couldn’t help but laugh with him, your worries melting away in the sound of his joy.
As the days passed, you found yourself growing more comfortable in the workshop, thanks largely to Bobble’s kindness. He was always there to help you with tricky gears or to cheer you up when something went wrong. He was sweet, funny, and unlike anyone you’d ever met.
And slowly, without realizing it, Bobble began to fall for you.
It wasn’t just the way you laughed at his jokes or the way your wings shimmered when you were focused on a project. It was the way you saw him—not just as a quirky fairy who was always smiling, but as someone with a heart.
He tried to tell himself it was just a little crush, but every time you smiled at him, his heart fluttered like a butterfly’s wings.
One day, you were both working together on a flower-basket delivery system. Bobble was explaining how the mechanism worked when you leaned in just a bit too close, your wings brushing against his.
Bobble froze, his cheeks turning pink. “Um, right! So, the… the gears go here, and the—oh, pixie dust, what was I sayin'?”
You giggled at his flustered state. “I think you were saying the basket gets stuck sometimes?”
“Ah, right! Yes! That’s exactly what I was sayin'!” he stammered, rubbing the back of his neck.
For a moment, the two of you just hovered there, the unfinished basket forgotten. The air between you felt warm, filled with unspoken feelings and fluttering wings.
“Bobble?” you asked softly, tilting your head. “Are you okay?”
He cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses nervously. “I—um, well, you see, it’s just that… I, uh…”
You waited patiently, your gaze kind and encouraging.
“Oh, fiddlesticks,” he muttered under his breath. Then, with a burst of courage, he blurted out, “I think you’re the most brilliant fairy I’ve ever met, and I’d really like it if—if we could spend more time together, outside of all this tinkerin'.”
Your eyes widened, and for a moment, Bobble feared he’d said the wrong thing. But then you smiled—a soft, genuine smile that made his heart soar.
“I’d like that too, Bobble,” you said gently.
His face lit up like the first star of the evening. “Really? Oh, that’s wonderful!”
Without thinking, he flew forward and wrapped you in a warm, enthusiastic hug. You laughed, your wings fluttering happily as you hugged him back.
When he finally pulled away, he looked at you with a grin that could’ve lit up the whole workshop. “I, uh… I’ve never done this before, but…”
Before he could overthink it, he leaned in and pressed a quick, feather-light kiss to your cheek. His wings buzzed nervously as he pulled back, his cheeks flushed.
You blinked in surprise, then smiled. “That was sweet.”
Bobble let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck again. “Well, I figured… if I didn’t kiss you now, I’d probably just keep trippin’ over me words forever.”
You laughed softly, feeling your heart warm at his adorable awkwardness. “You’re perfect just the way you are, Bobble.”
His grin widened, his heart soaring higher than ever. And in that moment, surrounded by gears and gadgets and a little bit of magic, everything felt exactly right.
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Author’s Note:
Thank you for reading! Bobble’s quirky personality makes him such a fun character to write, and I loved giving him a chance to show his sweet, romantic side. I hope you enjoyed this lighthearted little love story between two Tinker Fairies!
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Bobble Kettletree x Teasing!M!Reader- Happy Beginnings(Tinkerbell Movies)
Bobble hadn't meant to stare- really, he didn't! But there you were in the Tinker's Nook, waiting on an order for more flower painters from the shop, since the last batch was broken fairly quickly by the newer garden fairies' antics. Clank, ever the emotionally intuitive one of course- nudged his friend to go talk to you! After all, the worst you could say is that you weren't interested!
You were spaced out when Bobble approached you. You had seen him in passing, one of Rosetta's acquaintances, if you remembered correctly. The first thing you noticed about him were his big blue eyes that were magnified by his glasses. Immediately after that though was the fiery red hair and skinny frame. Oh god, he was totally your type. A geek.
"Oh, uh- Heya there! Looking for somethin' down here in the Nook? I'm sure I can help! Oh wait- so sorry!" The Tinker Fairy took your hand to shake it nervously with a little laugh. "I'm Bobble, what's- what's your name?"
Confused, yet wholly flattered, you responded. He really was adorable and terrible at hiding his intentions, if those fluttering wings and red cheeked flush were anything to go by.
"That's a pretty name- don't think I've heard that one before!" He shot out sheepishly as he combed through his hair with his delicate fingers.
"Listen, if you've got something you want to tell me, you can ask." You assured with a soft smile. You had nothing to do this evening and were free two days from now, so a date might be fun!
"Well- ah, if I'm being honest with you, I really think you're- um... I think you're right handsome." Bobble confessed, avoiding eye contact as if it would kill him.
"Well, what a coincidence!" You mock-gasped. "I think the same about you!"
Bobble nearly- no, his circuits were fried at that. Such a handsome man, thinking the same of a frail little sparrow like him? All he was able to get out of his mouth were splutters of stutters and various little embarrassed noises.
"So, you free tonight? Perhaps the day after tomorrow, handsome thing?" You wink, but Bobble was too busy staring at his hands to notice the flirtatious gesture.
"I- I am free tonight, if you are, of course! Wait- that didn't make sense-"
Hi! Anon that made that bobble smut request here, and I just wanted to say it was perfect 😭 I need more bobble in my life lol. thank you for taking my request 💕 I really enjoyed it!
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Fandom: Tinkerbell Character: Bobble, Tinkerbell, Clank, Relationship: bobble/reader Request: can you do a bobble x reader from tinkerbell? No idea plot tho You fly quickly to Tinkers Nook, your bag under your arm as you see Thinkerbell come out of the workshop. Calling out her name, you manage to catch her before she left. “Hey, [y/n]. whats up?” She smiles at you as you land next to her, leaning forward and place your hands on your knees, trying to catch your breath. She laughed as you gasped, one hand coming up to place over your heart. “I don’t think ive ever seen such a fast flying fairy out of breath.” Fairy Mary laughed as she came out behind Thinkerbell, her precious abacus in her hands. You smiled up at her and pushed yourself up, reaching into your bag. “Look what I found. I thought you could do something with them.” You opened your bag, allowing both Tinkerbell and Mary looked in, Tinkerbell gasping with glee. Carefully placed in your bag was a whole lot of lost things. You knew how much she loved them, so you picked them up when you found them. “I need to go see the garden fairies, but can you put it on my worktop?” Tinkerbell smiles at you as you nod. Fairy Mary flicked a bead over her abacus and went off, muttering to herself, Tinkerbell thanked you and you skipped inside the workshop as she flew away. “Clank, pass me the hammer.” You smile widely as you see Bobbles feet pocking out from under the cart. You could see Clank was over the other side of the workshop and wouldn’t hear his friend, so you pick up the toolbox and walk over to his feet. Upon hearing footsteps, Bobbles hand come out from under the wagon. You sit beside him, crossing your legs and fish out the hammer from the box and place it in his palm. “Thank you.” His hand disappears with the hammer. You absolutely adored Bobble. His accent, his eyes, everything about him attracted you to him. Even though you were a fast flying fairy and he was a tinker, the two of you got on amazingly. He would always sneak away to see you and vise vera. You even went out of your way today to find lost thinks so you could come and see him. You looked up and saw Clank approaching, his concentration full on the tea pot he had just finished. But he glances up and sees you, his face broke out into a smile. “[y/n].” He called out, greeting you. “Yes, okay, Clank. I’ll tell her how I feel later today. What do you expect me to do now? Go up to her in front of Vidia and the others and say ‘Hi, [y/n]. Im totally in love with you!’” Bobble then pushed himself out from under the cart and his eyes fell on you. You could see the fear in his eyes as he cheek flushed a deep red. “Bobb-?” You didn’t finish when Bobble flew past you at top speed. You nearly fell backward but a large hand caught you. “Thanks Clank.” You smile at him as he stood you up. You could see the sorrow in his eyes as he glanced in the direction his friend had flew. You could tell he was worried. “I’ll go speak to him.” YOU smiled reassuringly at him. Clank just nodded and offered you a smile in return. With that, you took off. As you flew out and up from Tinkers Crook, you couldn’t see him anywhere. You couldn’t think of where he would go. He wouldn’t have went to his house because he would want to be alone at this point. He probably would have went somewhere quiet. You tried to think while you flew. Where would you go in a panic? -----------------time skip--------------------------- You had been searching for hours for Bobble but had had no luck. You decided to check the tree tops. The sun was setting in the distance which was both beautiful and worrying. You didn’t want him staying out here at night. It was dangerous. Just then, you heard a whimper from one of the trees to your right. You quickly fly around that area until you heard it again and concluded it had come from one tree. You flew down and saw Bobble, sitting on a branch with his back against the bark of the tree. His legs were pulled up to his chest and his face was in his hands. His goggles were pushed up and rested on his forehead. You quietly landed in front of him and knee down. Your heart was beating hard against your chest. “Bobble?” You ask, gently. The second he heard your voice he jumped and pulled down his goggled. He pushed himself up and was about to fly away again but you grabbed his right hand. “No, please stay.” You looked up at him with big eyes, gently pulling him back down. You were surprised when he allowed you to pull him down so he was kneeling in front of you. “[y/n], I sorry-“ Bobble started, his accent a welcome sound to you but you interrupted him. “Please, it should be me apologising.” Your words obviously took him by surprise and he frowned at you. “But why?” He asked. “Because I should have told you ages ago how much I love you.” As you spoke, Bobbles eyes widened more if it was possible at your words. His whole body seemed to twitch before he lunched himself forward, connecting his lips to yours. You were surprised at his courage but quickly responded to the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and running your fingers into his red hair. You smiled gently as you felt his hands gingerly rest on your waist. You were just about to pull back when you felt yourself being lifted away. Your eyes flew open when you lips disconnected from his and you looked over your shoulders to see your wings were fluttering. You were about to apologies when Bobble flew up and wrapped his arms around your waist and spinning you around, the joy obvious on his face. You giggled and wrapped your arms back around his neck. “[y/n]!” You heard Vidia calling from you. A small amount of fear flooded through you as you realised you had told her you would be back hours ago. “I have to go.” You give Bobble the look that told him you were serious. You felt his hands drop from your waist, you turned and started to quickly fly away. You glanced over your shoulder and saw Bobble staring sadly at his shoes as he fluttered back to the branch. You quickly flew back to him and kissed him, much to his surprise. “Meet me here tomorrow?” You ask as you pulled away from him again. “Cant wait.” He breathed before pressing another kiss to your lips before you flew off again. Bobble couldn’t get the grin off his face as he turned away from you to head back to tinker nook
