Hiiii could I request Todd x reader where they're basically watching a scary movie or something and it's just very fluffy and maybe they're both a little scared but it's all in good fun?
I don't know if that makes any sense but!!! If not you could also do one where reader is a bit scared and Todd kind of comforts her? Whatever you want!!!
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I absolutely love this idea!! So sorry it’s been taking a while to get it posted, I’ve just been busy with law school 😭
‘Scary Movie’- Todd Anderson x fem!Reader (Fluff)
“Todd, you know we don’t have to watch this if you don’t want to...” You mumble, grasping the blanket with unease. You couldn’t seem to take your eyes off the screen, despite your anxiety.
“It’s not that bad.” Todd replies, despite is own growing weariness. The atmosphere was tense and quiet, the only sounds being the television and the occasional comment from either of you.
You turn to Todd, “Do you want anymore drinks or popcorn?”
Todd smirked knowingly, “Are you just offering so you can leave the room?”
“Shut up…” You murmur, despite the growing smile that tugged at the corners of your mouth. Getting up, you head to the kitchen to microwave some more popcorn.
As the popcorn began to cook in the microwave, the first ‘pop’ caught you off guard, making you squeal with surprise. Todd came rushing in, “What’s up?” He asked with his protective guard up.
“Nothing.” You sigh. “I guess I’m just a little jumpy with the whole ordeal.”
“Ordeal.. you mean the movie?” Todd softens, “You don’t like scary movies..” The way he spoke suggested it was a statement rather than a question.
You nod your head sheepishly. A soft smile spread onto Todd’s face, “Come on; come sit back down. We can watch something else.”
“Are you sure? Because I don’t wanna be a pain-”
“You’re not a pain.” Todd chuckles, cutting you off. He kisses your cheek with tenderness, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I love you, honey; and I don’t want you to sit through something you don’t like.” He reassured.
“Thank you,” you whisper softly.
Todd smiles again in return, “Anything for my darling.”
He leads you over to the couch again, having changed it to a lighthearted movie. “Better?” He whispers against your hair, his arms wrapped snugly around you.
“Yeah,” you smile, “a lot better.”
Todd kisses your temple and cheek a few times, peppering his lips over your face and neck.
“Todd!” You giggle, “Stop that!”
Todd preens at your laughter, eventually slowing down to hold you. His heart swells at the sound.
girl please i need to read something with todd PLEASE. could be anything. soft, kinky, ANYTHING also i love your work so much!!
I HAVE RETURNED!! I also love this request and am feeling in the mood for some fluff so I’ll take that if that’s alright with you, hope you enjoy!! (And thank you!! No matter how many times you guys praise my work it gets me every time I’m so appreciative to have such lovely readers🥹)
Todd Anderson x gn!reader (fluff)
Memory Lane
The lights were dim in the warm dorm room that you stepped into after a long day of what seemed like never ending classes.
You were greeted by the sight of your boyfriend, who was hunched over the wooden desk, a dusty old book between his eyes.
“Hello, gorgeous,” you murmur, wrapping your arms around him from behind. Todd looked up, his features instantly softening, “Hey honey.”
You turn your gaze from his ocean eyes to the book in front of him, “What’s this for, English lit?”
“Sort of..” he chuckled, closing the front so the cover was visible. The title read: Five Centuries Of Verse. “It’s a compilation of different poets,” Todd continued quietly, a sense of nostalgia in his voice.
“Like Whitman? You’re always quoting him.” You smile sweetly. Todd shook his head fondly, “I do love Whitman, but this is more Shakespeare, Chaucer, and Ben Milton.”
You open the cover once again, revealing the title page, “What’s this..?”
“Oh, you remember that club I told you about?”
You nodded with recognition, “Yeah, the dead poets society, was it?”
“Yeah,” Todd smiled again with a hint of embarrassment, “This was what we read at the start of each meeting, kinda like an introduction.” He chuckles sheepishly.
Taped above the ancient text was a Polaroid photograph of the Welton boys, looking as youthful as ever. You reminisce with him, despite not being there at the time, “you miss them, huh?” You murmur affectionately.
“Yeah.. I really do. Especially Neil and Meeks, they really could’ve made a difference but..”
“It’s okay,” you cut across him gently, planting a kiss to his head. “As much as you want to, you couldn’t have done anything, sweetheart. At least they had a taste of what could’ve been.”
You give him a final kiss on the cheek, “Now c’mon baby, I think you’re overdue for some very serious cuddling and you can recite me some poems if you like.”
With that, Todd stood up and followed you to the bed, “C’mon then, beautiful. I saved you some verses.”
