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YOU FREAKS ASKED. AND GOD DAMMIT, I DELIVERED. HERE'S A PART 3.

Curbside Conversations

Hobie Brown x reader!!!! Read part 1 here and part 2 here <3

Warnings: swearing and a little suggestive for one sentence if you squint

A/n: I'm glad y'all are liking this little series 🤭 I could write a part 4, but it'll probably be a while cause I've got a bunch of shit going on right now. If you wanna be tagged in the next part, tell me. Requests are open.

Tag list: @th3h0nkz yeah, I see you 💋💋💋

Late, late, late, late, late.

That was about the only thing going through your head as you speed walked to work. You felt like a mess and you probably looked like one too. Messy hair, a jacket only zipped halfway up, shoes untied, and you were pretty sure your shirt was on inside out.

Finally (and 20 minutes later than you should’ve) you arrived to work.

“You’re late.” Sam, one of your coworkers said, looking up from her phone.

“And you’re chewing gum. We’re both breaking rules that shit doesn’t matter.”

Sam rolled her eyes. “Whatever. Some guy came in looking for you earlier.”

That caught your attention. “Really?”

“Yeah. Tall, big hair, he had a lot of piercings,”

That was a description you recognized. That was Hobie. He was looking for you? You had missed him?! Oh, God.

“Do you owe him money or something?” Sam asked.

“What? No, when have I ever owed anyone money?”

“You owe me three bucks from when I got you a drink from the convenience store.”

“You told me you stole that drink.”

“Yeah, and if I had bought it, it would’ve been three bucks.”

You blinked at her and marveled at the absolute lack of logic in that statement. “I don’t owe him money.”

“So, what did he want?”

You sighed. “I wish I knew…”

…

“... Dude, you’re weird.”

“Shut up, Sam.”

The hours of your shift dragged by like years. It was one of those shifts that genuinely made you consider quitting your job; and on top of that, you couldn’t get fucking Hobie off of your mind. God, you didn’t even know him. That guy Sam was talking about probably wasn’t even him. But, then again… No. You were being delusional. You needed to drop it.

“Hey, I’m going on break.” You announced to your two coworkers as you shrugged on your jacket, put in your earbuds, and left the small building. Once outside, you sat on the curb beside the building and let some sappy, sad music play in your earbuds.

Jesus, what kind of sentimental bullshit were you on? This was pathetic.

You wallowed in your own self pity, feeling miserable for a few more minutes until a voice broke you out of your pity party

“Fancy seeing you here.”

Your eyes had been closed, but once hearing the voice, they snapped open.

You stared, wide eyed at him.

“You?” You said in disbelief, looking up at Hobie.

“Yup.” He lowered himself to the spot next to you on the concrete. “Me.” He smiled at you and you felt your heart skip a beat. “I uh… I was looking for you earlier.”

“You probably would've found me if I hadn't been late for work.”

He laughed lightheartedly. “You find yourself in shitty situations often, don't you?”

“Yeah.” You agreed. “I got robbed last week.”

At first, he simply nodded which seemed like a bit of an under reaction, but then he widened his eyes. “Really?”

“Yeah. Shit was crazy.”

“Well… I'm glad you're alright.”

You bit your tongue, considering your next words. “Why were you looking for me earlier?”

He shrugged his shoulders and looked away. “Dunno. I uh…. I sort of was hoping to talk to you again, I guess.”

You hummed. “About what?”

“Anything.” He answered.

“Anything?” You repeated the word.

“Well,” He reconsidered. “I was kind of hoping to bring something up.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, uh…” He hesitated. Was he nervous? “I mean, you seem cool or whatever.”

“Thanks.”

“Yeah.” He nodded and then repeated the word quietly, under his breath. “Yeah.”

A brief pause passed between the two of you. “I think you're cool too.” You said eventually. “I mean, you definitely get that a lot. But, still.”

“Nah, I appreciate it coming from you.” He said. “You're… I think you're…” He hummed as if trying to put together his words. “I like you.” He settled on.

You'd sort of seen that coming, but you were still surprised. “Do you?” You asked.

“Yeah. Which is sort of weird cause I hardly know you. But, uh… I'd like to get to know you better.”

You nodded. “Yeah. I'd like that too.” You smiled at him and he returned the gesture, chuckling.

“Well, I'll start by asking for your number?” He said it as if it was a suggestion. But, he didn't need to. You wouldn't ever think of declining the offer. So, you stuck your hand out, motioning for him to give you his phone. He pulled out his phone, opened his contacts and handed it to you for you to put in your info. You quickly tapped in your number and handed the device back to him.

“There.” You said. “Promise me you'll text me later.”

“Yeah, promise.”

A silence came over the two of you. You looked down at your sneakers and tapped your heels together in an effort to hide the flustered look that had made its way on to your face.

And then, you felt his hand brush against yours. You looked over to him and he was staring straight ahead which made you want to laugh because God, this felt like two middle schoolers on a first date. Awkward, cringey, and sweet.

You decided to bite the bullet and take his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers with his.

His eyes darted down to your hands, laced together, and then to your face. You smiled at him and he smiled back, opening his mouth to say something when-

“Y/n, it's been 15 minutes!” Sam yelled, poking her head around the corner of the building to look at you.

Once she disappeared back into the building you groaned. “I should just quit this god awful job.” You said with a roll of your eyes.

“Nah, you shouldn't.” Hobie disagreed. “How else are you gonna get me shitty free pizza?”

You paused before bursting into laughter. “That is so stupid.” You said as you got up.

“But it's true.” He said, finally letting go of your hand. “Have you got work tomorrow?”

“Yeah.” You sighed.

“Well, when do you get off?”

“I've got the closing shift, so I'll be off at like, 9:00.”

“Well, if you're up for it, I think a late night date could be fun.” He said. “I'll walk you home from work, make sure you don't get robbed this time. And then we'll… See where the night takes us, I guess.”

You paused. How'd he know you got robbed after a closing shift? You hadn't told him that, had you? Well, it's sort of an easy assumption to make. Whatever. It's probably nothing.

“I'd like that.” You finally answered.

“Y/N!” Sam yelled.

“I’M COMING!” You yelled back. “Jesus… Anyways, uh… I'll see you tomorrow night?”

“Definitely.”

You smiled at him. “Cool. I'll be looking forward to it.”

With one last nod, you turned your back and walked back into work. For once, you were excited to have a closing shift.

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cringe-but-proud · 1 month

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Could I ask for a reader x Sirius where Sirius James and reader share a house because like reader is James sibling and it’s just James finding them being really couply and everything and him over reacting?

Yes, ofc bbg

Sirius Black x gn!Reader

Warnings: mention of bad home life, sort of suggestive in literally one sentence

A/n: GUYS I'M SORRY FOR TAKING THESE LONG ASS BREAKS 💀 I really need to start writing on a computer instead of my shitty phone lol. Anyways, requests are open

A few summers ago, you and your brother made the decision to get Sirius Black out of his abusive household. It was seriously one of the best decisions both you and James had ever made. Sirius seemed so much happier now that he actually lived with people who cared about him. And he seemed especially happy about getting to live with his significant other.

It was a hot summer day at the house, and no matter how high the AC was turned up, it didn't seem to help very much.

In an attempt to battle the heat, you and Sirius had resorted to sitting on the floor of your room in front of a fan that was turned up to its maximum setting. Two large glasses of ice water were sat next to the both of you and both glasses were half empty.

Sirius groaned as he slid down the wall that he was leaning against, moving to lay on his back.

"It's hot." He whined as he threw an arm over his face.

"Yeah," You agreed. "I noticed."

"I don't understand. It felt so nice yesterday and now it's absolutely scolding." He continued to complain.

You looked over at your boyfriend and chuckled. "I know why."

"Why?"

"It's cause yesterday you were going on and on about how nice the weather had been lately and-"

"Don't blame this on me!" He cut you off, sitting up and giving you a grin.

"I'll blame whoever I want!" You giggled.

"I'll turn this fan off." Sirius threatened.

"No, you won't."

"Yeah, I won't."

The two of you smiled at each other for a moment before Sirius moved to sit next to you and leaned his head on your shoulder.

"Seriously?" You asked, looking down at him. "Isn't it too hot for cuddling?"

"Never." He replied.

You couldn't argue with that. You rested your head on top of his and grabbed his hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

It was nice despite the fact that the both of you were sticky with sweat. You closed your eyes, enjoying the peaceful moment when your door opened.

"Y/n, do you know where the fan is-" James began to ask as he walked in. "Oh my God, of course you two are using it."

"We were hot." You told James.

"You'd both probably be less hot if you weren't laying on top of each other." He said as he leaned against your doorframe.

Sirius hummed as if he was considering what James said. "Nah, I think I feel much cooler right here."

"Yeah, I've gotta agree." You said as Sirius wrapped his arm around you and kissed your cheek.

James gagged. "Oh, get a room."

"Great idea." Replied Sirius.

James couldn't help but chuckle. "You're both gross. I don't even want the fan anymore."

"Then you should probably leave." Sirius suggested.

"Yeah, before we start making out in front of you." You added with a mischievous grin.

"You don't have to tell me twice." James said as he turned and left the room.

You and Sirius exchanged a look before both giggling.

"He hates us." You said.

"But, he loves us." Sirius added.

"And I love you." You leaned down to kiss him softly.

After the short kiss Sirius chuckled. "No wonder he hates us. Look at how cheesy we're being."

"There's no one I'd rather be cheesy with." You told him as you kissed the bridge of his nose.

Just then James reentered the room. "I've changed my mind, I'm taking the fan."

"NO!"

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cringe-but-proud · 2 months

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JESUS!!!! Y'all ask, I deliver I guess 😟

Rainy walks Home

Hobie brown x reader! Read part 1 here!

Warnings: Mild swearing, mentions of a breakup, reader gets robbed at gunpoint 💀

A/n: PART THREE HAS BEEN MADE. Didn't anticipate you guys wanting this so bad lol. But, I'm not complaining. Requests are open!

In hindsight, agreeing to close up alone was probably a bad idea.

You locked the doors to the Domino's that you worked at behind you, pulling at the door handle to make sure it was shut tight. Suddenly, literally out of nowhere, it began raining.

You sighed, cursing under your breath as you pulled your hood over your head.

It had been a little over 3 weeks since your ex broke up with you and things were going... Fine. You weren't super torn up over the breakup, but you definitely weren't happy either.

The rain began to pour down, only getting worse with every step that you took. Normally, you wouldn't take shortcuts. There wasn't really a reason to since the walk from work to your apartment wasn't that long. But, today was an acception. It was dark, and cold, and pouring down rain.

So, you turned down an alleyway.

You walked through the narrow space, listening to the sound of your sneakers as they hit the wet pavement. But, something made you stop.

You strained your ears listening for something. You didn't quite know what.

Nothing.

You continued walking, only taking a few steps before stopping again.

You heard it this time.

Someone else's footsteps.

You turned around to face whoever was behind you, but before you could fully face them, you were grabbed.

Instinctively, you screamed and began to thrash around in the person's grasp, but they were bigger than you.

"Empty your pockets." The deep voice of a man said into your ear. You tried kicking at the man and he didn't even react. "EMPTY YOUR FUCKING POCKETS." He screamed. You reached into your pockets and threw your belongings on to the ground. Your keys and your earbuds.

The man briefly looked at the items before throwing you to the ground. Before you could even think to get up and run, he was holding a gun, pouting it at you.

You screamed and shrunk into yourself, holding your hands over your face.

"Give me your bag."

You didn't need to be told twice. You were shrugging away your bag, ready to hand over whatever this dude asked for when you heard a sort of "thwip!" sound.

You lifted your head and all you saw was a flash of red and blue full force swinging into the man who was robbing you.

You watched in awe as THE actual fucking Spiderman beat down the man who'd tried to rob you. In a manner of seconds, Spiderman had knocked the man out and tied him up in webs.

You were in shock and couldn't do anything but stare with your jaw agape. Spiderman turned to you and crouched down to your level.

"Y'alright, mate?" He asked.

You blinked. "Fucking no!"

"Yeah, fair enough." He shrugged. "Let's get you up then." He held his hand out to you and, after a short pause, you took it. He pulled you up from the ground with what seemed to be zero effort and dusted off your shoulders.

"Cops will probably show up to take care of this one sooner or later." He crossed his arms and inspected you for a moment.

You became aware of the fact that you hadn't thanked him yet. "Thank you." You said, finally calmed down from the whole ordeal.

"Nah, don't mention it." He brushed you off. "Just doing what's right."

You silently picked your things up from the ground, trying to ignore the thief that was knocked out a few feet away from you.

"Want me to walk you home?" He asked.

You paused, letting his words sink in for a moment. Spiderman was offering to walk you home.

...

Why?

"You probably have better things to do." You said, shaking your head.

"Not really. People are less likely to go around committing crime when it's pouring down rain." He shrugged his shoulders. "Besides, I wouldn't be much of a gentleman if I didn't put the offer out there."

You thought over it for a moment. You would undoubtedly feel safer if Spiderman was walking you home.

"Okay." You agreed.

You were walking down the streets with Spiderman. You were with Spiderman. Walking to your apartment. Cool. Yup. This was fine. Totally normal situation.

"Sucks that this all happened in the rain, huh?"

You broke out of your own thoughts and managed a chuckle. "Yeah, I guess."

"I would offer you an umbrella, but," He motioned down to himself. "Spiderman doesn't carry around umbrellas."

"It's okay." You went quiet again, getting lost in your thoughts. He seemed to notice the trance-like state you were in and tilted his head.

"What's on your mind?" He asked.

You took a moment before answering. For some reason, you sort of wanted to be honest with him, really tell him what was on your mind. Maybe because you knew you'd probably never talk to him again; and you knew Spiderman wasn't gonna go swinging around, telling everyone your business. So, you spoke.

"I got broken up with a couple weeks ago."

"You're still hung up about it?!" He asked. The way he said it was strange. It was like he was expecting you to be over your break up, despite the fact that the two of you had never spoken before, so he shouldn't have any reason to expect better from you.

"I mean, I'm sort of over it. But..." You sighed. "When it first happened I was upset, obviously. He broke up with me over text while I was at work and I went on break to cry in the parking lot." He nodded along. "And then this... Guy showed up." This was the main thing that had been on your mind. "And I didn't know him, but he like... Comforted me. Just sort of made me feel better about the whole thing. He was super cool, and genuine, and like, really hot; and I regret not asking for his number or anything."

There it was. You had just spilled your guts to fucking Spiderman. God, you needed to go back to therapy.

You waited for him to say something in reply, and for a moment he was silent.

"Well, uh..." He trailed off. Oh god, you'd overstepped. He probably thinks you're weird. "That's what you were thinking about?" He asked.

"Yeah. It's weird, I know."

"Nah, nah. I'm sure he's been thinking about you too."

"Definitely not." You chuckled.

"You never know." He said. "You seem cool, so..."

You stopped walking, finally arriving to your apartment building. You decided to be a little more weird by asking for advice.

"So, what should I do? Like, should I look for him somewhere? Should I just move on like a normal person?"

He paused. "When's your next shift?" He asked.

"Wednesday." You answered.

"I'd say just... Go into work. Y'know, like any other day. He might show up."

You chuckled. "That's wishful thinking."

"Not from me, it's not. You know why?"

"Why?"

"Cause I've got Spidey senses." He said. The eyes on his mask narrowed and you could tell that underneath, he was smiling.

You shook your head, smiling as well. "Guess it'd be dumb to not take Spiderman's advice."

"Exactly. So, you'll do what I said?"

"Yeah." You shrugged. "I guess I will."

"Great." He began to walk backwards away from you, not yet breaking eye contact. "I'll see you around, yeah?"

You furrowed your brows in slight confusion. "I mean, probably not."

"Y'never know." Webs shot out from his wrist and he swung away without another word.

You walked into your apartment building, and somehow you were glad you'd taken that shortcut.

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cringe-but-proud · 2 months

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"Shitty Free Pizza"

Hobie Brown x reader

Warnings: Reader gets broken up with, swearing, crying

A/n: ALRIGHT, FREAKS. I WROTE THE PART 2. Requests are open 😗✌️

"I'm going on break."

That was all you said to your four coworkers before grabbing your jacket and walking outside. You walked to the side of the building and sat on the curb.

Your boyfriend had just broken up with you. Over text. While you were at work. You didn't know what to do, how to react.

You pulled out your phone and read over the message he'd sent you. And then you read it again, and again, and again.

He'd made two typos. The asshole breaks up with you over text and he can't even be bothered to read over the message before sending it.

You didn't know what to do. You didn't want to cry over this asshole, you really didn't want to. But, despite what you wanted, tears began to roll down your cheeks; and once you started, you couldn't stop.

You put your head in your hands and sobbed. You probably looked pathetic. A Domino's employee, still in uniform, sitting in the parking lot and crying. How embarrassing.

"Oi!" You lifted and turned your head. A tall man dressed in clothes that were way cooler than yours was looking at you. "You alright?" He asked.

"Obviously not." The reply came out sounding a bit more condescending than you'd intended.

The man didn't seem to mind. He chuckled. "Guess I probably could've figured that one out on my own, huh?" The man stepped closer. "What's bothering you?"

You briefly considered calling the dude nosy and telling him to fuck off, but something made you stop.

He didn't seem ill intentioned...

You looked down at the concrete. "My boyfriend just broke up with me over text."

"Really?"

You nodded.

"What a prick. Y'mind if I sit down?" He gestured to the slab of concrete next to where you were sitting. You shrugged and he took that as a yes.

He sat with his elbows resting on his knees. "And he did this while you were at work too?" He asked.

You nodded again.

"That's fucked."

"I just..." You didn't know why you were talking to this guy you didn't even know. But, then again, you didn't really care at this point. "I feel stupid for crying over it."

"Why?"

"Because you're right!" You said exasperatedly. "He's a prick and what he did was fucked. And here I am, crying over this asshole. It's pathetic."

He hummed. "I get that." He tilted his head toward you. "But, once you're done crying, are you gonna try to get him back?"

You furrowed your brows in confusion. You weren't even gonna consider that. "No."

Are you gonna be sad about this for years to come?"

"No."

"Y'gonna give up dating altogether and insist that he left an unfillable hole in your heart?"

"Why are you asking me this shit?"

"Because if you were really pathetic, you probably would've said something other than no to those questions."

You paused, letting his words marinate. And then you chuckled. "Yeah. Sure."

"I'm serious!" He laughed. "There's a lot worse things to do in this situation than just crying."

"I guess you're right." You sighed. "But, still. I don't think venting to a stranger is one of the better things to do."

He chuckled. "I'm Hobie."

"I'm Y/n." You were surprised that this random guy was actually making you feel better. But, you weren't gonna complain.

"Now we're not strangers. Which hopefully means you'll tell me a little more about yourself and about this whole breakup."

You, once again, considered calling him nosey. But, for some reason, you weren't opposed to the idea of telling him more.

"Well," You began. "He and I had been dating for 5 months, for the first three or four months, he was really sweet. But... I don't know. This last month he was being really distant and he was always seeming kind of disinterested in me."

"So, was there any real reason for the breakup?" He asked.

"It was sort of out of nowhere. We didn't have a big argument or anything."

"This guy really does sound like a prick." Hobie scoffed. "I've only just met you, but you seem pretty cool."

"Thanks."

"Yeah. Besides who'd ever wanna break up with someone who could get them free pizza?" He smirked playfully.

You couldn't help but laugh. "Shitty free pizza." You corrected him.

He shrugged. "Doesn't matter if the food's shitty, long as it's free."

You opened your mouth to reply to him when someone called your name, one of your coworkers.

"It's been 20 minutes." Your coworker said, peeking their head around the corner of the building.

You sighed and got up. "I've gotta go." You told Hobie as you stuffed your hands into the pockets of your jacket. "Thanks for keeping me company."

"It's no problem. I enjoyed it." He said, smiling up at you.

You wanted to ask for his number, or his socials, whatever. But, you'd just gotten out of a breakup. It felt wrong asking for someone's number so soon, even if it wasn't really with romantic intentions. So instead, you just said goodbye and went back to work.

You got inside and were taking your jacket off.

"Who was that guy you were talking to?" Your coworker asked.

You glanced over at them and shrugged. "A stranger."

"He was really hot."

You paused before signing. "Yeah, he was."

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cringe-but-proud · 2 months

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Hello! 👋 Like so many others, I've fallen down the Wonka rabbit hole and I love it! 🍫🍭🍬💝 Timothée was phenomenal! And your Wonka fics are wonderful! If you're still doing Wonka (2023) requests, what would you think of HCs of Willy & reader's wedding day? Like who would be there, what are the decorations like, what kind of suit Wonka would wear, what kind of dress Y/N would wear, what kind of cake there would be, etc? It's completely up to you.

Still alive lol

Willy Wonka x gn!reader Wedding Headcanons 💐 (Wonka 2023)

A/n: SORRY FOR NOT POSTING OFTEN. I've been having some writer's block 💔💔💔 Nonetheless, requests remain open.

Ok, so proposal HCs

Unless you explicitly ask him to keep it casual, his proposal would definitely be big and grand

Spelling the question in the sky with fireworks or some shit 💀

When you say yes, he practically tackles you to the ground hugging you

Calls you his wife/husband/spouse even though you guys are only engaged

You both help with every aspect of wedding planning; and he's very enthusiastic about it

Alright, now actual wedding HCs 😈

You can't convince me he'd wear a regular black and white suit. Idk what he'd wear. But, I know for sure it's not a black and white suit.

100% makes chocolate for the wedding (maybe helps with the cake just a lil)

He doesn't have any preference to what you wear, he's gonna think you look gorgeous in anything

BUT, he does want some sort of color correlation (Ex: He has a purple tie and you have a purple bouquet)

Like anon said, Noodle as flower girl. That's a no-brainer

Close friends and family at the wedding obviously

Empty chair reserved for his Mom (I'm sorry)

Anyways, I think he'd want an outdoor wedding. Big fan of the big, open space.

May or may not (definitely will) cry a little when he watches you walk down the aisle

In conclusion, he's the world's happiest husband 😚😚

#x reader #fanfiction #wonka x reader #wonka 2023 x reader #willy wonka x reader

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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Muggleborn reader taking Reggie to a sport game

I'm alive.

Regulus Black x reader

A/n TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS HOLY SHIT???? This is the most American baseball game you could possibly think of despite the fact that this supposedly takes place in Britain. Sorry if anything's super inaccurate I'm not a sports person 😕 Anyways requests are open.

"I can't believe I'm actually doing this." Regulus said as you dragged him along behind you.

A cool summer breeze drifted through the air as you and your best friend walked toward the line for the ticket booth.

"I can't either. I thought you'd chicken out on me last minute." You teased and he rolled his eyes.

You'd somehow managed to convince your best friend, Regulus, to accompany you to a baseball game over the summer break. And it really did take some major convincing. His parents were quite adamant about his total lack of engagement with anything even slightly related to muggles. That's why they didn't know about you, and that's why they didn't know Regulus had snuck out to spend time with you.

Once the two of you found a spot in line, you turned to Regulus and smiled. "But, seriously. I'm glad you could make it." You said sweetly.

Regulus' eyes darted down to where your hands were still interlinked.

"Oh," You let go of his hand and nervously looked away. "Sorry."

"No, it's okay." His cheeks turned slightly pink as he put his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

After standing in the line for about 10 minutes, the two of you finally got your tickets and walked into the stadium.

Regulus' eyes seemed to be constantly moving, looking at all of the things he'd probably never seen before.

"Do you wanna get food right now or should we wait?" You asked.

Regulus looked back to you. "They serve food here?"

"I don't have muggle money." Regulus stated.

"You can't go to a muggle sports event without them serving food." You chuckled as you led him to one of the concession stands.

"Who said I was making you pay?" You pulled out your wallet and handed him $20

Regulus blinked, suprised. "You don't have to pay for me, Y/n." He tried to hand the money back.

"No!" You made him close his hand around the money and pushed it back to him. "This is your first time going to a baseball game! You can't go to a baseball game without getting concessions."

Regulus, once again, blushed when you touched his hand. "... Fine."

The two of you were finally in your seats with all of your concessions. You had to explain how the game worked to Regulus and he seemed to understand after a while.

Once the game started Regulus glanced over to you. "So... What team are we supposed to be cheering for?" He asked.

"The guys wearing red." You answered.

"And that's because?"

"Because they're superior."

"What if I don't agree?" He challenged.

"Then I'll leave you at this stadium in the cold and dark to fend for yourself." You replied sarcastically.

He gasped. "You wouldn't!" He chuckled. "You love me too much."

You let a smile play on your lips. "Yeah. You're right."

Regulus felt his cheeks grow hot and he quickly looked away, turning his attention back to the game.

By the time the game was over, the sun was down. Regulus has spent most of the game feeling a bit flustered, blushing everytime your hands brushed against one another, his glances lingering a second too long.

"So, time to go now?"

"Nope." You shook your head. "We've gotta stay for the fireworks."

"The fireworks?"

"Yeah. They shoot off fireworks after the games every weekend." You said. "I wanna watch them, if that's okay with you."

"Yeah... Yeah, it sounds nice."

A few minutes passed before the first firework shot into the sky, painting the night sky with a stunning blue color.

You gasped and excitedly shook Regulus' arm a bit. "They're starting!"

Regulus looked over to you. Your eyes were wide and seemed to sparkle as they looked up at the firework display.

You were so beautiful.

"Y/n..." His voice was soft. Like he was whispering something only your ears would ever get to hear.

"Yeah?" You turned your attention to him.

"I uh..." He felt his heart beat fast. "Can I tell you something?"

You silently nodded and he continued. "I should've told you this way sooner, and I totally get it if you're weirded out by this or whatever... I... Like you. I like you a lot. And I have for a while now."

You sat there, stunned for a moment. His heart beat faster in anticipation for your response.

You finally spoke. "Seriously?"

"Seriously." He nodded. "Is... That okay?"

You paused for a split second. "More than okay." You leaned toward him and softly kissed his lips.

Fireworks went off as he kissed you and he knew this would be the best summer of his life.

#x reader #fanfiction #harry potter x reader #regulus black x reader #regulus x reader #regulus black fanfiction #marauders x reader #marauders fanfiction

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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Can I request headcanons for Astarion, Gale, Wyll, and Halsin with insecure gn s/o?

A little confession, I've never actually played Baldur's gate 3. I just watch a lot of playthroughs. Sorry if I horribly mischaracterize anyone 💀

Bg3 men with an insecure s/o

A/n: The new Semester started Monday and my classes are insanely easy. So, hopefully, I'll have more time to write 😝 Requests are open!!

Astarion:

He catches on pretty quick. He doesn't say anything, but he hears the things you say about yourself and he sees the way you look at yourself in the mirror.

He doesn't want to bring it up at first. It's a very personal and vulnerable conversation for two people to have, and he doesn't know if he's ready for that.

But, he cares about you. So, eventually, he decides to talk to you about it.

He assures you that you're the most amazing, beautiful person he knows despite whatever flaws you think you have.

Gale:

It takes him a while to actually realize that how you feel.

You're having a particularly hard day. You and Gale are alone together and you're just like "I don't understand why you put up with me."

He's obviously shocked because he can't fathom ever not being able to "put up with you".

He realizes how lowly you think of yourself and assures you that there's no reason you should think that about yourself.

Now if you ever say something bad about yourself, he's like "Nuh uh 🤨"

Wyll:

He does NOT wait to bring it up.

As soon as he hears you say anything bad about yourself, he's on it.

"Why would you say that? That isn't true at all."

He tells you that there's nothing about you he dislikes. He thinks every part of you, your body and personality is beautiful.

Now that he knows about your insecurities he's constantly complimenting you.

Definitely has pet names for you like Beautiful, handsome, etc.

Halsin:

He doesn't understand why you'd think so lowly of yourself.

In his eyes, you're perfect. How you'd convinced yourself otherwise is a mystery to him.

Whenever you say something bad about yourself, he goes on a rant about how amazing and beautiful you are.

He could go on for hours if you asked him to he's just so infatuated with you.

Overall, he's giving you a lot of words of affirmation and reassurance. He won't stop until you realize how incredible you are.

#x reader #fanfiction #baldur's gate 3 x reader #Astarion x reader #astarion x tav #gale dekarios x reader #gale dekarios x tav #wyll x tav #wyll ravengard x reader #wyll ravengard x tav #halsin x tav #halsin x reader

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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stanlry barber from ianowt X gn reader cuddle headcannons please 🥺🙏

I am not okay with this MENTIONED!!!!!

Stanley Barber Cuddling Headcanons!!

A/n: My requests are open. And, y'know... If you wanna send in stuff for ainowt... That'd be cool

I'm sorry guys, but the first time y'all cuddle, it's PAINFULLY awkward 💀

He's shifting around while trying to get comfortable, he doesn't know where to put his hands, he doesn't know whether or not you want him to talk so it's just silent the entire time

After the first few times, y'all get the hang of it, though.

I don't think he'd be a spooning guy.

He's not opposed to it, but he won't be the one initiating it.

He likes holding you while you're facing him. That way you can either put your head on his chest, or shoulder, or he can just look at your face ❤️

He doesn't like cuddling in silence. So, he's either rambling to you the whole time, or you guys have music/a movie playing in the background

If he can, he'll play with your hair.

LOVES HAVING HIS BACK RUBBED

But, be careful. If you rub his back for an extended period of time, he's falling asleep

Btw, he moves around a lot in his sleep So, if y'all fall asleep cuddling together, do not expect to wake up in the same spot you fell asleep in

Guys I'm going crazy for this next one

He'll him into your ear while you guys cuddle.

Why am I cooking?

If you guys are laying down and you get up to go get something he's like "wait, wait, wait, what do you need?" And he'll get it for you himself

If he's a high, he gets way clingier.

But, he's also real giggly. So, you guys are laying together and he just starts laughing.

If you ask him what he's laughing at, it takes him a good minute to stop laughing so that he can actually talk.

And he just giggles out some random bullshit like "poison sandwich"

His silly, weirdo, loser rizz works on me 😋😋

#stanley barber x reader #Stanley barber fanfiction #i am not okay with this x reader #i am not okay with this fanfiction #x reader #fanfiction

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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Can you do a story were you date Sirius so he can actually Date Remus and reg don't know and likes you and gets jealous

If you can thx you <3

I didn't think I'd like writing this as much as I did lol.

Regulus Black x Fem!Reader

Some Warnings: Technically a modern AU, a bit of cursing, mentions of a bad home life, jealous Reg, sort of angsty???

A/n: I made this new Year's themed even though new years has passed 🤗 Cause y'all can't stop me 🤬🤬🤬 This is DEFINITELY my longest fic yet. PLEASE DON'T LET IT FLOP GUYS.... My requests are open btw

Ah, winter break. It was something everyone at Hogwarts looked forward to. Well, almost everyone. There were those who didn't get to go home to their families and some who wished they didn't have to go home to their families.

One of those people was a friend of yours, Sirius Black. He often avoided talking about his home life, but you knew it wasn't good. And you knew going home for the holidays could be hard for him. So, when it was the day before winter break and the two of you had a moment alone, you asked if there was anything you could do to make the break easier for him.

"I need you to be my girlfriend."

Seven words you'd never expected to hear from your best friend. Your best friend who was in a gay relationship, nonetheless.

"What?" You asked in bewilderment. "No!"

"Wait, wait, wait. It's not what you think." Sirius put his hands up as if to show his innocence. "I don't really want you to be my girlfriend. I just need you to pretend. Please."

"Why?!"

"Because," he explained. "My parents have started to get... Suspicious about my total lack of any girlfriend. And I may have told them that I was dating you.... Y'know, to throw them off my track..."

You stared at him. "You told your parents we were dating?!" You repeated, clearly upset at him.

"I know, I know. It was a shitty thing to do, and I'm sorry." He says. "But, if I didn't give them some sort of excuse, they might've found out about me and Remus!"

You were still upset, but you could understand why he did what he did. "So..." You crossed your arms. "You said I need to pretend to date you. What is it exactly that you need me to do?"

"Over the break, I need you to come over for a couple days. My parents will meet you, get to know you, blah, blah, blah. And then, you'll never have to speak with them again. If they ask about you after that, I'll say we broke up."

You really weren't a fan of having to fake date your best friend. You also weren't a fan of having to meet his parents who you'd only heard negative things about. But... You knew how happy he was with Remus and you would hate for his parents to find out about the two. You sighed. "You're lucky we're friends."

"Is that an agreement?" He asked, a grateful smile on his face.

"Yes. But, you'll be forever in debt to me."

"Fine by me."

The next day, while on the train to 9 3/4, you and Sirius mostly just planned for you having to meet his parents. You decided that you'd arrive the day after Christmas, stay for news years eve, and leave new Year's Day.

A lot of the train ride was spent establishing some basic facts about your "relationship". How you'd met, your first date, what your wedding would be like (which was strange, but Sirius assured you that his parents would ask about marriage), and some other details.

Soon enough, the train ride was over. Your winter break was fine. You enjoyed getting to see your family, but you were quite stressed about seeing Sirius' family. Part of you wanted to call the whole thing off, but you knew that was out of the question. You had to do this. For Sirius.

The morning of December 26th was a cold one. You wished you'd had more protection against the cold, but the formal attire you were wearing could only do so much. Sirius had told you to bring nice, formal clothing for the few days you'd be there. You were a bit worried you'd still be underdressed, though.

You took a deep breath and knocked on the door to the literal mansion that Sirius lived in.

After a few moments, the door opened. Regulus black stood on the other side.

Oh.

"Hi." You greeted, trying to politely smile at him. He didn't return the gesture. He did the opposite he gave you a look of... Annoyance?

"You're here for Sirius."

You couldn't tell if it was a question or a statement, so you just gave a nod.

He stepped aside to let you in, his eyes trailing over your attire, making you feel nervous. "He's in the living room with mother and father." Regulus said before walking off.

What a strange interaction. You and Regulus weren't close, by any means. But, you never thought he disliked you. You thought the opposite was true. Whenever the two of you did interact, he was always quite nice.

You tried to shrug off the interaction, but you just couldn't. Even when you were next to Sirius, meeting his parents for the first time, the way he'd acted toward you was on your mind.

The worst part of your day was dinner. You were worried about everything. How you were eating, how you were sitting, the way everyone was looking at you, the way Regulus was looking at you.

"Y/n," You were broken out of your thoughts by Walburga's authoritative voice. "I want to know how you and Sirius began seeing each other."

You nervously glanced over to Sirius who gave you a forced looking smile. You looked back to Walburga. Gods, she scared you. "Well, it wasn't too long ago." You said, trying your hardest not to break eye contact with her. "It was late September. He told me since we'd known each other for so long, he thought we'd be a good match."

Sirius nodded along. "We went on a couple dates, turns out we really like each other." He said.

You glanced over to Regulus. He was glaring at you. You didn't break eye contact and after a moment something else flashed through his eyes. Something softer. Sadness?

"So," Walburga broke your attention away from Regulus as you looked back to her. "Are you serious about your relationship with my son?"

"Very." You replied.

"Do the two of you plan on marrying?"

You swallowed. "As soon as possible."

You heard silverware clatter as Regulus abruptly stood up. "I need to be excused." He said lowly.

Walburga raised an eyebrow. "You've hardly eaten." She stated. There wasn't any concern in her voice like you'd expect. It was a blatant statement.

"I know." He says. "I'm done."

His mother gave him a disapproving look, but didn't object.

Regulus stormed out of the room. You couldn't help but frown as you watched him leave.

The next few days were a bit uneventful. Most of your time was either spent in the guest bedroom you were staying in, or talking with Sirius. You were still confused by Regulus' attitude toward you. You knew his and Sirius' relationship was a rocky one. But, you didn't think that affected what he thought of you. He'd known you and Sirius were friends, and he still treated you kindly. But, now that the two of you were pretending to date, he had a problem with it? It didn't make any sense!

It was December 31st now. You and Sirius were sitting in his room, eating lunch while sitting on the floor.

"I was thinking-"

"Oh, God."

"Shut up, let me finish." Sirius chuckled, playfully hitting your arm. "I was thinking about going to a party tonight."

You furrowed your brows. "Where?"

"James and his family have a new years party every year. I'm sure they wouldn't mind some extra company."

You thought about it. Honestly, you weren't really in the mood for a party. Plus, if his parents caught you sneaking out, your heart would probably stop. "I think I'll sit this one out." You said after a moment.

"You sure?"

You gave a nod. "Yeah, I'd rather stay in. I'm sure you'll have plenty of fun without me."

"Oh, I will."

You smacked his arm.

The clock read 11:39. You were alone in your guest room sitting in your bed. You had your laptop open in front of you as you watched a broadcasting of one of the many new Year's events that were going on tonight. You were absentmindedly looking at the crowded city streets displayed on your screen when-

"I wouldn't be using that while having the door open." Regulus said. He stood in the doorway, arms crossed, looking from you, to the laptop, and then back to you.

"Why not?" You asked.

"My mother doesn't approve of us using muggle technology." He said. "And I doubt she'd be okay with her son's girlfriend using it."

You sighed. "Right... Girlfriend."

Regulus raised a brow at how you'd said that. "What are you watching, anyway?" He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him.

"A new Year's parade."

"... Could I join you?"

You were surprised at that. After how cold he'd been acting toward you over the past few days, you'd assumed the last thing he'd want to do tonight is spend time with you. But, you weren't against the idea of not being alone when the new Year started.

"Sure." You replied as you moved over on the bed to make room for him to sit.

The two of you watched the parade in silence for a few minutes until Regulus spoke. "How come I had no idea you and Sirius were dating?" He asked.

You glanced over at him. "What do you mean?"

"You said the two of you had been together since late September." He said. "How come nobody knew about it?"

You subconsciously began to fiddle with the fabric of your shirt. "I don't know." You shrugged. "Guess we weren't shouting about it from the rooftops."

Regulus didn't break his gaze away from you. After a pause, he spoke. "I never would've guessed you liked him in that way."

You didn't know how to reply to that, so you just shrugged again.

Regulus was still looking at you, even though your gaze was focused on the screen in front of you.

He paused. "What made you fall for him?" He asked.

You thought it was an odd question. When you turned to look at him, he looked sort of sad. "He..." You trailed off.

Regulus looked at you expectantly. You were trying to come up with something, but your mind was blank.

"You do like him don't you?"

You looked away nervously. You began to wonder whether or not he'd even care that your relationship with Sirius was fake. If he really was upset about you dating Sirius, then wouldn't he like to know that it was all just pretend?

"Y/n." He said your name and you were pulled away from your thoughts.

"He's not actually my boyfriend." You blurted out.

Regulus paused. "What?"

"He asked me to pretend to be his girlfriend. He didn't want Walburga finding out about his actual relationship, so-"

"It's all fake?" He asked.

"All of it."

"You don't like him?"

"Not like that."

You swore you saw a sliver of a smile creep on to his face. "That's... Good."

You tilted your head. "Is it?"

"I mean..." He shrugged. "I just... I guess thinking you'd gotten with my brother was making me upset." He said.

"Why?"

"Because..." He hesitated. "I like you, Y/n."

You felt your heart skip a beat. Fuck, that actually explained a lot. You couldn't believe you hadn't realized sooner. You felt your face heat up. "Seriously?"

"Yeah." He sighed. "I was jealous. That's why I was acting so... Weird. Sorry for being such an asshole to you."

"That's alright." You paused. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? About your feelings, I mean."

He shrugged. "I didn't think you'd feel the same."

Honestly, you'd always found Regulus quite attractive. But, you figured there was no way he'd ever like you back, so you let go of that silly crush a while ago. But, this? This was making all of those feelings wash over you again.

It was 11:59 now. You could hear the commentators of the parade excitedly get ready for the countdown.

"I feel the same." You said, watching as a blush creeped on to his cheeks.

"Really?"

"Really."

His eyes seemed to sparkle at your admission. "I..."

You heard the countdown to the new Year begin.

"Can I kiss you?" Regulus asked softly. You nodded.

"Five!"

He leaned closer.

"Four!"

Your tongue darted out to wet your lips.

"Three!"

His hands came up to cup your cheeks.

"Two!"

He closed his eyes. You closed yours.

"One!"

Your lips met in a soft, romantic kiss. He brushed some hair out of your face and Gods, his hands were soft. You couldn't believe you'd ever managed to stop liking him.

When you pulled away he sighed contently as if that kiss was all he'd been needing his entire life.

You whispered something to him before pulling him in for another kiss.

"Happy new year."

#x reader #fanfiction #regulus black x reader #regulus x reader #marauders x reader #marauders fanfiction #regulus black fanfiction

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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OK SO HI AGAIN I have an idea for Reggie again (I am sorry if this is getting annoying please let me know and I will stop)

But I had a thought like were in the library or something and reader is reading with Reggie and then she blurts out a random nickname (idk what there called) but instead of it being cute like love or darling it something stupid like chicken nugget?? And then you can have Reggie’s reaction to it being like are you okay what was that??

ALSO PLEASE DO NOT FEEL PRESSURED TO WRITE ANY OF THESE AND TAKE YOUR TIME IF YOU NEED

Ok, this. But, I've decided to take some creative liberty and change the nickname to

😚🦄💖 Babygirl 💖🦄😚

Thank you.

Regulus Black x gn!Reader

A/n: This one's a little short. But, that's okay. Y'all already know, requests are open

You loved spending your afternoons like this.

Cooped up in the library, studying with Regulus. It was nice, quiet, sweet. Plus, knowing you'd get to spend time with Regulus while studying was good motivation to actually do it.

The two of you sat next to each other at a table in the corner of the large library. You were working on a Herbology essay you had to turn in tomorrow while he read about some boring old wizard for his history of magic class.

A few textbooks were stacked on top of each other beside you, some were for you and some were for Regulus. You were in the middle of writing when Regulus spoke.

"Could you pass me that textbook that's on the top of the stack?" He whispered.

You looked up from your parchment and smiled at him.

"Anything for you, babygirl."

...

Oh my God, why would you say that?

You and your friends had all developed a habit of jokingly calling each other "babygirl", because... Well, because you all thought it was funny.

But, that was an inside joke reserved for your friends. You never intended on calling your boyfriend babygirl.

And yet, you just did. And now he was looking at you with a look of bewilderment.

"What?" Regulus managed.

"Uh-" There was no way to go but down. "Anything for you, babygirl." You repeated.

He paused, just looking at you with that same look of bewilderment for a moment and then snickered. Not long after it had turned into a full on laughing fit. His head was down and his hand covered his mouth as he tried to stifle his laughter. You couldn't help but quietly laugh with him.

"That was so stupid." You said, covering your face with your hands in embarrassment.

"Yeah, I can't argue with that." He said as he finally stopped laughing. "Why did you-"

"I really don't know." You chuckled, uncovering your face to see his amused grin. "It slipped out."

"It slipped out?" He repeated. "Is that how you refer to me internally? Was that something you'd just been holding in?" He said through quiet laughter.

"No! That not what I meant. I just-" You ran a hand down your face. "It's a dumb joke I have with my friends. I didn't mean to-"

"Call me your 'babygirl'?" He finished in a teasing tone.

You blushed. "Yes." You shook your head. "That was so dumb. I can't believe I said that."

"Still not the worst nickname I've ever been called." He shrugged.

You tilted your head. "Really? What's the worst one, then?"

"Barty once called me his pookie bear, and I-"

You let out a loud laugh, quickly covering your mouth as Madam Pince shushed you. Regulus quietly chuckled along with you. "Pookie bear is definitely worse than babygirl." He stated.

"That's fair." You agreed.

There was a brief pause in which you both got all of your laughter out. Regulus sighed and spoke up again. "I still need that textbook."

"Right. Of course." You grabbed the textbook he needed and handed it to him.

"Thanks."

You smirked. "Anything for you, babygirl."

#x reader #fanfiction #regulus black x reader #regulus x reader #regulus black fanfiction #marauders x reader #marauders fanfiction

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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Hey! Can I request a Willy Wonka x reader? I don’t know if you’ve ever read the Anne of green gables series but there’s a dialogue where Anne tells Gilbert “I don't want sunbursts or marble halls, I just want you.” and if you can, can you put that in with fem reader saying this to Wonka when he’s worried he won’t be able to make it big from just starting out and providing for them with all his setbacks and of course it’s all fluff and soft?

"Yes anon." The fanfic writers all say in unison.

Willy Wonka x gn!Reader (Wonka 2023)

A/n: Since Valentine's day is coming up, I sort of made this post themed around that. My requests are open 🤠

Willy had been very self conscious lately. Which was not something he was very used to feeling.

It all started one day when he'd overheard a couple men having a conversation on the street. They were talking about the lavish gifts they planned to give their wives for Valentine's day. Diamond rings, expensive dinners, personalized portraits, on and on.

Before then, he'd had no problem with his plan of giving you flowers, chocolate, and a card. But, now? That felt like nothing compared to what other guys were doing for their significant others.

His insecurity grew from there. His chocolate business had only just started out, but he felt like he wasn't making enough money. That's why he couldn't get you a fancy gift. And if he couldn't get you a fancy gift then how would he ever be able to even support you? You'd never want to marry him if he couldn't support you.

His insecurities snowballed until he was absolutely dreading February 14.

The day arrived and saying Willy was nervous to see you was an understatement.

The two of you had agreed to meet at your house. He knocked on the door, his heart racing and his hands feeling a bit sweaty. When you opened the door he swallowed nervously.

You smiled at him sweetly. "Hi, Willy!" You wrapped your arms around him in a hug and he relaxed a bit. "Happy Valentine's day!"

"Yeah, happy Valentine's day."

You pulled back from the hug and led him inside. "Can I give you your gift first?" You asked excitedly.

"Uh- Sure. Yeah." He sat at your kitchen table and watched as you left the room, seemingly to retrieve the gift.

"Close your eyes." You instructed. He did as you asked. After a moment he felt your presence behind him as you put your arms over his shoulders to hold something in front of him.

"Now open."

He opened his eyes.

In front of him was a framed picture. It was his favorite picture of the two of you. When it had been taken, Willy insisted that you kept it.

"I made the frame myself." You said with a proud smile. "Turn it around." He flipped the frame to see a heartfelt love poem on the back.

"This is amazing." He gushed, smiling as you sat next to him at the table. "Thank you." He pecked your cheek and you giggled.

The sweet moment was soured a bit when he realized he had to give you your gift now.

He handed you the bag your gift was in mumbling a quick "It's not much." as you eagerly looked inside.

First, you pulled out the chocolates. They were in a heart shaped box with a card attached.

You read the card before opening the box of chocolate.

"About half of them are your favorites, and the other half are ones I think you'd really enjoy." He says as you popped one into your mouth and let out a satisfied hum.

"I'm sure I'll love them all." You said as you reached into the bag and pulled out the bouquet he'd gotten you.

"I grew those for you."

"You grew these for me?" You repeated, astonished he'd put in that much work for you. "Willy, I love them!"

"You don't have to say that." He shakes his head.

You tilt your head, confused. You gently put the flowers on the table with your chocolates. "What do you mean?"

"You don't have to pretend you love the gift." He shrugged. "I know you've probably gotten flowers and chocolate dozens of times before, and I know it's not extravagant or-"

"Willy." You say his name softly. He gives his attention to you. "Why would I not love this gift? You made me my favorite chocolate! You grew me flowers! That's so romantic!"

"But..." He trailed off, looking away nervously.

"But, what?" You asked.

He paused. "It's not expensive, or fancy, or... Any of that stuff."

"Why would I care about that?"

"Because-" He felt tears begin to well up in his eyes. "Because if I can't even give you a nice gift how am I supposed to buy you a wedding ring, or a house, or pay rent? How am I supposed to take care of you?"

You blinked. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. You'd never heard him be this distressed over anything.

After a moment, you gently cup his cheek with your hand. He gazes at you with his big, brown eyes that are wet with tears and it breaks your heart a bit. "Willy... I don't want sunbursts," you say. "I don't want marble halls," you continue. "I don't want diamonds, or pearls, or any of that!" You pause. "I just want you."

Willy's speechless. He stares at you for a moment and then his lips crash into yours.

The two of you share a sweet kiss for a long moment until you break away. "I love you, okay?" You assure him softly.

He nods, a small smile on his lips. "Okay." He says. "I love you too."

#x reader #fanfiction #wonka 2023 x reader #wonka x reader #willy wonka x reader #willy wonka fanfic #wonka fanfic

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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Ooh may I please request some headcanons of Willy Wonka with an S/O who has anxiety and due to that has the tendency of belittling themself (I actually do this and so some comfort/reassurance would be lovely)?

This post is sort of answering both of these asks, cause they're pretty similar

Willy Wonka x insecure!gn!Reader headcanons (Wonka 2023)

A/n: Requests are open. Literally just finished exams. As in I am still in the classroom I took them in whilst writing this.

The first time he hears you belittle yourself he's very confused

You drop a glass or break something and while cleaning it up you're casually just like "Sorry, I'm such an idiot."

And he really doesn't understand why you'd say that because he thinks You're incredibly smart. But, he decides not to say anything.

But, then you just keep doing it.

One day after asking for his help with something you call yourself incompetent, so he finally speaks up

"Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"You talk so badly about yourself! Why do you do that?"

You just sort of shrug and mumble something along the lines of "That's just how I feel about myself sometimes."

It definitely confuses him because you're you??? You're one of the most amazing people he knows, why would you think so little of yourself?

He doesn't understand, but he does know that he wants you to feel better about yourself.

So, he starts complimenting you a lot

A lot of "Thanks! You're so smart!"s and "You're so good at ____"s

It does help a little. You definitely start doing it less around him.

Now, if you ever talk badly about your appearance, he'd just as confused.

Maybe even more confused, because you're hands down the most beautiful person he knows

And he'll make sure you KNOW he thinks that

You will NEVER need to ask "Do you think I'm attractive?" You already KNOW the answer.

He tells you you look pretty/handsome at least twice everyday

Def has pet names for you like Beautiful/Handsome/Gorgeous, Pretty boy/girl

He just wishes you could love yourself as much as he loves you, which is cheesy and all, but it's true

#x reader #fanfiction #wonka x reader #wonka 2023 x reader #willy wonka x reader #wonka fanfic #willy wonka fanfic #Wonka 2023 fanfic

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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Ok you may get annoyed with me because I will continue to ask for fics about reg BECAUSE YOU WRITE HIM SO WELL LIKE AHHHHH anyway if you want me to stop please tell me :)

Anyway back to the point so I was wondering if you could do a fic where reader and reg are dating and there in the common room maybe reading together or in the dorms just cuddling or anything you can think of and like Barty and Evan come into the room and they just see reg being all soft and stuff and maybe tease him about it, it’s up to you how you want to finish it :)

Regulus black, white boy of the millennium.

Regulus black x gn!Reader

A/n: HE ☹️☹️☹️ My requests are open 😼

It had been a long day.

Regulus had gone to quidditch practice in the morning, and then had taken 3 tests during the school day. It all left him feeling burnt out and tired.

He entered the common room, fighting the urge to throw his bag to the side and flop down on to the nearest sofa. And then he saw you.

That was all it took to have him relax. He walked over to the small couch that you were sitting on in the corner of the common room.

Once he was in front of you, he wordlessly put down his bag and sat next to you, resting his head on your shoulder with a sigh.

"Hey, Regs." You said with a chuckle. "Rough day?"

"Mhm."

"Anything serious?" You asked.

"Not really."

"Well, I'm still sorry you had a rough day." You said as you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer. You felt him relax against you and sigh contently.

"S'okay." He mumbled as he closed his eyes. He could definitely fall asleep like this.

About an hour passed, in which you and regulus continued to cuddle.

You were playing with his hair while talking about a movie you'd watched recently, and Regulus' eyes were closed as he silently listened to your voice.

His blissful moment was interrupted by two far more annoying voices.

"Someone's looking comfortable."

Regulus opened his eyes, even though he already knew who was in front of him.

Barty and Evan stood in front of him, obviously holding back laughter.

Regulus groaned and buried his face into your neck. "Piss off." He mumbled.

"Yeah, it's a bit hard to take you seriously when you're all snuggled up, mate." Evan chuckled.

Regulus felt his face burn with embarrassment. Of course, he wasn't embarrassed to be with you. He just wasn't used to other people seeing this side of him.

"Do you idiots need something?" You asked with a playful roll of your eyes.

"Yes, actually." Barty said. "Your boyfriend promised to help us two idiots study for our transfiguration test tomorrow."

Regulus sighed in frustration. He'd promised to do that yesterday. Before he knew this day would be exhausting. "I-"

"You promised." Evan said before Regulus could ditch the two.

Regulus groaned. "Okay, fine." He begrudgingly gave in. "You two go to the library, I'll catch up."

"Will you?" Barty asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes! Just give me a minute, Gods."

Barty and Evan snickered, giving quick goodbyes before walking away. Regulus could hear them loudly laughing as they exited the common room.

"They're assholes." He mumbled to you.

You chuckled. "Yeah. But, it's affectionate." You said, rubbing his back softly.

"I should ditch them."

"Very tempting. But, no."

Regulus sighed. He knew you were right, but he wasn't happy about it. He sat up and stretched his arms above his head before turning to you. "Give me a kiss before I go?"

You smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

He smiled softly and got up, grabbing his bag. "We'll hang out after dinner?" He suggested.

"Definitely." You replied.

Regulus finally made it to the library and sat at the table where Barty and Regulus were waiting for him.

"Took you long enough, lover boy." Barty chuckled.

"Shut up. You should be glad I didn't bail on you two." Regulus said as he pulled a few textbooks from his bag. "Now can we stop wasting time and get this over with?"

Barty rolled his eyes. "Fine."

...

"So, are we invited to the wedding?"

"Shut up!"

#x reader #fanfiction #regulus black x reader #regulus x reader #regulus black fanfiction #marauders x reader #marauders fanfiction

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cringe-but-proud · 3 months

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Hello! I'd like to request headcannons of a jealous Wonka (the 2023 version please) please! I feel like he'd be so akward and cute when/about feeling jealous and i'd love to see your take on it as well

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Willy when he's jealous headcanons! (Wonka 2023)

A/n: Literally wrote my last fic after finishing an exam 💀 I've got 2 more exams Monday. Studying for them? ❌❌❌ Writing fanfiction? ✅✅✅ Requests are open, y'all.

The first time he feels jealous over you, he doesn't even really realize that he's jealous

It's before you guys start dating. Whenever you talk about liking other people (specifically in the romantic way), he inexplicably starts to feel a bit upset.

When he finally realizes he's feeling jealous, he feels pretty bad about it

You guys aren't even together, who's he to stop you from romantically pursuing other people?

Anyways, you guys start dating 💅

He doesn't have to worry about being jealous of your romantic endeavors anymore. But, he still has his moments.

It's quite rare, but sometimes he gets jealous when someone's getting a little too friendly with you

And it takes a lot for him to think someone's being too friendly.

Like, they have to be very obviously flirting with you in order for him to start getting jealous

But, now that the two of you are together, he'll let you know whenever he's feeling jealous.

He knows you'll always understand and most likely be completely okay with distancing yourself from whoever he's jealous of, but he still gets nervous about talking to you about it.

He stutters a lot while talking about it, cause he's knew to this, okay?! He's not used to feeling jealousy!!! He's just a little guy!!!!!

Anyways,

Because he's just a little guy, sometimes instead of talking to you about it, he just sends signals.

He gets clingier than usual, for sure.

If you guys are out and he thinks someone's flirting with you, he'll rest his chin on the top of your head, hold both your hands, kiss your cheeks, forehead, hands.

Truthfully, he's not very subtle. It's very easy to tell whenever he's feeling jealous.

And y'all, this man is far too polite to ever glare at someone or be mean in any capacity if he's jealous.

He's a "kill them with kindness" kind of guy.

The most he can do is be slightly passive agressive

And even then, it's hardly noticeable.

So, yeah. You don't have to worry too much about him being jealous.

Just tell him you love him, give him a lil kiss, and that is all the reassurance he needs 👍

#x reader #fanfiction #wonka x reader #wonka 2023 x reader #willy wonka x reader

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I just watched Bullet Train recently and I’m in love. I was wondering if you’re able to write a Lemon x fem!reader where basically Reader is one of those assassins coming on the train (like the wolf and the hornet) while going under the name The spider. But instead of reader trying to kill Ladybug and the twins. The reader is trying to stop them from killing each other but it’s just Reader and lemon bumping into each other a lot and having love at first sight 🤭 and every moment then keep bumping into each other, they just keep falling for the other.

OH MY GOD. I WANT HIM SO BAD...

Lemon x Fem!reader (Bullet Train)

A/n: This one's kind of long as hell, I can't lie. My requests are open (see pinned post for info)

WARNINGS: Cursing. That's it, I think 😛

Why do you always get jobs like this? Jobs where there's some big, fucked up scheme going on, and you have to unfuck the whole thing. You're used to it, but it never gets less annoying.

Whatever. The sooner you get the job done, the sooner you get off this god-damned train.

You entered the train and walked from compartment to compartment, looking for one of your guys. Finally, you walked into a cart where you were immediately greeted by the sound of two British men arguing.

The twins.

You slowed down the pace of your steps as you walked by and tried to subtly look over at them. But, when looking over, you found that one of them was already looking at you.

You should've looked away. But, you couldn't. You'd only ever seen him in pictures, you didn't think he'd be just as good looking in real life. Your eyes locked on to his and time seemed to slow down. You felt your heartbeat quicken and-

"Shit!" You tripped over your own feet after a man bumped into you, not bothering to apologize or even acknowledge the fact that he'd almost knocked you over. You managed to catch yourself, shooting a glare at the man who was already walking into the next compartment.

"Jesus Christ! Fucking asshole didn't even say sorry!"

"Are you alright, love?"

Fuck.

You looked back at the twins and froze up for a second. He was looking right at you. Is it cliche to feel like you could get lost in his eyes? Yes. Yes, it is.

"... I'm fine." You managed to speak before regaining your composure and quickly walking away.

Holy FUCK. That couldn't have been worse.

You were in the luggage compartment, trying to calm yourself down.

For the love of God, you're a grown woman who does illegal shit for a living, WHY are you acting like a middle school girl with a crush?!

While in the middle of scolding yourself, something caught your eye.

Silver briefcase. Train sticker on the handle.

You were surprised that you'd managed to find the thing almost immediately. After a brief check to make sure no one outside of the luggage compartment was watching, you grabbed the briefcase and stuffed it in your bag.

Great. Now all you had to do was stop three grown men from killing each other.

Great.

It had been hours now. Hours without getting off this train. You sort of felt like you were going crazy.

Things were already getting chaotic. The son of the white death was dead, which couldn't be good for the twins. And there was a dead body near the back of the train wearing a bloodied white suit. You didn't even know how that happened.

At least you still had the briefcase.

You were sitting in an empty part of the train, going over the current plan that you had in your head when you heard the doors slide open.

You glanced up and-

Fuck.

One of the twins. The hotter one.

You immediately whipped out your phone and pretended to be busy on it. You thought that if you were focused on something other than the man, he wouldn't acknowledge you. But, of course things couldn't be that simple.

"Excuse me, miss."

Inside your head, you screamed. But, on the outside you casually looked up from your phone.

"Yeah?"

"Have you seen a bloke walking around with a sliver briefcase? Train sticker on the handle?"

You subconsciously brought your bag closer to yourself.

"He's got nerdy glasses, a stupid hat?" The man continued.

You tilted your head innocently. "A silver case?"

"Yeah."

"I don't think I've seen anything like that, sorry. Why do you ask?" This was your current plan: Keep him talking. The longer you kept him talking to you, the longer you'd be able to prevent a fight.

"Oh, uh..." The man trailed off. "He's with me. I've gotta grab something from the case, but he wandered off."

"Oh." You nodded. "I'll be sure to keep a look out. You said there's a train sticker on the handle?"

"Yup."

"Why's that?"

"Well, I put it there so that we'd be able to spot it."

"You just had a train sticker laying around?"

"I like trains." He shrugged.

Keep him talking. "Oh. I do too! My dad was a train conductor. So, I grew up going on a lot of train rides, I really wanted to be a train conductor too, so I learned about pretty much every kind of train you could think of," This was all untrue. You didn't like trains. Your dad was a dentist. But, again, you needed to keep him talking. Now you were just listing different train related topics and waiting for something to stick.

"I watched a lot of Thomas the tank engine-"

"Great show." He interjected.

There it is. "Oh, yeah. I was absolutely obsessed with it when I was little. Did you watch it too?"

"I still watch it."

"Oh?" You chuckled. "Um, yeah. That's-"

"I mean, because it's very nostalgic for me, a very comforting show. Plus, it's better than some shows they're putting out nowadays, y'know? It's got a lesson, it's got good characters, it's-"

He went on rambling. You noticed that he sounded... Nervous? Embarrassed?Flustered? Was he getting flustered while talking to you? Oh. Oh. This changes things.

"I think it's endearing." You said.

"What? Watching Thomas?"

"Yeah." You shrugged. This wasn't necessarily a lie. You did think the fact this man, who was supposed to be intimidating, watched and enjoyed a children's show was quite charming.

"That's... Thank you. I've never had anyone say that about.. You know, watching Thomas the tank engine."

"There's a first time for everything, right?" You smiled.

"Yeah, I suppose there is." He bit the inside of his cheek and averted his gaze away from you momentarily. "I should probably be going now, I've still gotta find my case and-"

He continued talking as you noticed the other guy. The guy the twins thought had killed the son and stolen their case. He seemed to be looking around the luggage compartment, probably for the case that was still stuffed into your bag. You couldn't let the man in front of you see him. Not if you wanted to prevent them fighting each other until they were both black and bruised.

"But, I did enjoy talking to you, so-"

You interrupted the man. "Hey, can I get your number or something?"

He was visibly surprised and was quiet for a second before nodding. "Yes. Yes, I can- I'll give that to you."

You handed him your phone and watched as he punched in his number.

If you were being honest, asking for his number definitely wasn't your last resort. You were actually glad you'd gotten the opportunity to ask, because this guy was very handsome and very charming.

He finished punching in his number. You glanced over to the luggage compartment and the other man was gone.

Thank God.

You looked back to him and smiled. "Thanks. I'll text you later." You promised.

He smiled, a smile you could tell was genuine, and nodded. "I'll look forward to that."

With that he walked away. You sighed in relief and relaxed into your seat. After a moment you looked down at your phone. He'd saved himself in your phone as a train emoji. You couldn't help but smile.

This whole thing was starting to feel less chaotic and-

IS THAT A FUCKING SNAKE?!

#x reader #fanfiction #bullet train x reader #lemon x reader #lemon x reader bullet train #lemon bullet train x reader

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✧⁠*๑⁠ Guidelines ๑⁠*⁠✧

Hello, freaks. Please skim through this before making requests!

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Fandoms I'll write for:

Wonka 2023

Spiderman into/across the spiderverse

Harry Potter

Marauders

Marvel

Creepypasta

Bullet train

Fear street

Stranger things

Baldur's gate 3

The amazing digital circus

The amazing Spiderman

Heartstopper

Frankenstein

Five nights at Freddy's

Slashers

Disney/Pixar

Saiki K

Scott Pilgrim

TMNT (rise and mutant Mayhem versions)

Julie and the phantoms

Umbrella academy

I am not okay with this

Barbie (2023)

Arcane

Arcana

Ouran highschool host club

Monster high

Our flag means death

Ride the cyclone

Various Tim Burton movies

Rocky horror picture show

Various Starkid musicals

Gravity falls

Team fortress 2

Howl's moving castle

Descendants

The Boy

Criminal Minds

Stardew Valley

Detroit: Become Human

Inside job

Criminal minds

Probably a bunch of other stuff I'm forgetting. Feel free to ask me about other fandoms

What I will do:

Headcanons

Short fanfics/drabbles

Character x reader

Fem!Reader

Gn!Reader

Anything but Male! Reader (No shade to male!readers, I love y'all)

Platonic relationships

Romantic relationships

Poly relationships

AUs

Use the same prompt for different characters

When requesting headcanons, I'll write for a maximum of 6 characters per post

Again, feel free to ask about what I'll write if you have any questions

What I WON'T do:

Anything including extreme gore/ v!Olence

1nc3st (gross)

Character x character (it's just not my thing)

NSFW! NO SMUT!

Abusive relationships

Male!Reader (again, sorry fellas)

Extreme agegaps

Real people x reader

Pregnancy/giving birth

Reader that has children with character

Rape/SA

Suicide/self harm

Last time I'm saying this, but feel free to ask questions about what I'll write!!!

When writing headcanons, I won't write for more than one fandom in the same post

Child!Reader

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