IM BACKKK. Can you pretty please write HC’s about reader coming out of a bad relationship (like the ex-bf/partner couldn’t do a thing or didn’t treat reader right) and when reader now is in a relationship w/ the boys they treat reader with what they see as basic in a relationship but to reader something amazing? I just thought of this lol. THANK YOU!
p.s. ur my fav writer on tumblr so keep being u! Luv ya!
FAVORITE WRITER?!?! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE SUCH A TITLE
this will also have a mix of just general dating hcs.
great request considering that i just broke up with my boyfriend lol, he couldn’t provide BASIC COMMUNICATION i know i deserve better, and before i spent a 600$ plane ticket on some guy that doesn’t acknowledge my presence unless he needs something, i had to GO
TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of the word st☆rve. (i know it’s not trigger for most, but it’s triggering for some. better to be considerate.)
i love the idea of boyfriends vs carnival games
sorry for my mini hiatus some bad things are afoot, DO NOT WORRY, nothing too bad. i got this.
ted ও (we all know he’s a feminist + he’s just a caring person in general.)
ପ you haven’t told ted a single thing about your ex, he’s never given you an opportunity. and it’d be weird to mention anything out of the blue. but in your head you make a mini compare and contrast everytime he ever does anything. like hold your hand without prompting or opening doors for you. you shocked, mesmerized, and think: “why hasn’t this happened to me before if it’s so simple and easy?”
ପ “watch out, honey, there’s a puddle. c’mere.” ted hums and lifts you up into his arms so he can walk over the puddle. he knows how much you adore those shoes and hate it if you got them wet. and in general, he wants to be sweet to you. his sweet baby. you look at him, “you didn’t have to—” you began but he cut you off, “you always say that, hun. just let me, okay?”
ପ he opens the door for you at the car, and you look at him for a good few seconds before he gently ushers for you to get in. “you look so shocked,” he laughs. “i just opened the door, love.” he begins to wonder how badly your previous relationship lacked in the bare minimum.
ପ he’s making dinner in the kitchen, you quietly creep in and tap his shoulder, careful not to startle him. “can you leave out the ingredients, i want to make something too.” you asked gently. he looks at you, temporarily pausing his stirring. “no, baby. i made this for you too. unless you don’t like pasta? want me to make something else?” he resumes stirring while looking at you expectant. “uh...no..i just thought you didn’t make it for me.” you said sheepishly, averting your gaze. “heyy, i’m not an asshole. of course i made it for you, too. m’ not gonna starve my baby.”
ପ you and ted were out at the mall. he insisted on taking your bags so you let him. you felt a bit guilty but focused on buying a cute sweater you saw here once. you pick it up and hold it to your chest. “you look so pretty, honey.” he coos, tilting his head to admire his darling little partner. he takes it up to the counter, ignoring your soft protests for him to not pay for it but let you pay for it. he swipes his care before you can even get your wallet out. “nope. no. i don’t wanna hear it. and no, it’s not too much.” he takes the bag as the cashier hands it to him.
ପ most definitely carries you if you’re wearing fancy shoes and your feet are all sore. hell, he’ll even put on the damn shoes so you can wear his. he doesn’t care. even if it’s heels.
ପ will easily win you any prize you slightly glance at, at the carnival (unlike schlatt, which you’ll see later.) you go home with so many large stuffed animal prizes, there’s barely any room for you left in the car/truck. (me and him have matching trucks 🥳)
ପ so attentive. like insanely attentive. the brief mention of your interests sends him into a research spiral. he pauses whatever he’s doing and just looks and listens. it makes you feel so special.
charlie ও (guys i think he’s really good in the culinary field.)
ପ you’ve told him before you were in a relationship about your ex. he was incredibly determined to make you feel better that night you fell asleep crying in his arms.
ପ when you’re dating, every morning he makes breakfast. not some regular ass breakfast either. no. he’ll make blueberry souffle pancakes with vanilla ice cream. (don’t judge, i make it). he’ll even wake up earlier than that to make some fruit filled pastries. and even after doing all that he’ll still ask you if you need anything else, if you want him to make more.
ପ he always always always makes sure you eat enough. he’ll make just about anything and everything. a slight mention of a food you like and BAM he’s in the kitchen cooking that shit up.
ପ at carnivals, he’s not very good at most games but he’s reallll good at those games where you have to knock blocks over or shooting down the targets or throwing darts at moving balloons. he tries his absolute best and if it gets even the shadow of a smile on your face he’ll be happy.
ପ one afternoon you’re cleaning up around the house, he’s busy making a video. he pauses temporarily and sees you mopping. he would take on the task but you’re about to finish up so he picks up the task on doing the laundry. “charlie- you don’t have to...you’re busy.” you watch him as he lifts up the laundry basket. “no, baby. it’s no trouble. make sure you take a minute when you’re done mopping, okay?” he gives you a gentle peck on the cheek.
ପ packs all your things the night before work. and especially loves laying out pretty outfits for you. if you forgot your lunch you most certainly will not be receiving dog food. (pls get the reference.)
ପ definitely will swap shoes with you if you’re wearing heels. he thinks it’s silly and cute. and also the most romantic thing ever.
ପ loves it when you do his makeup. he adores it so much that it surprises you, your ex NEVER let you lay a hand on their face to do their makeup. considering the fact that it was washable always confused you. he’ll literally stream or make a video with it on.
ପ “charlie, can we do this please?” you give him puppy dog eyes while showing him some silly tiktok couples trend. he watches it a few times before looking at you, "yeah, let's do it!!” he says cheerfully. he fucking loves matching your energy.
ପ when his friends make plans he always asks to invite you. “can my girlfriend/boyfriend/partner come?” if it’s a no, it increases his chances of not going. but if it’s a yes, he’ll happily burst into your room to tell you. but if it’s a no and he still really wants to go he let’s you know to feel free to text him whenever you want. (the boys react to spicy pictures headcanons next?)
schlatt ও (spoils you like crazy.)
ପ “hey pretty baby, want me to get that for ya?” he murmurs as you’re lifting something heavy. he takes into his arms and carries it wherever you need him to. “i got it, babe, i got it.” he takes any other heavy item. he adores seeing the shock on your face. it graces him with a strong feeling of satisfaction that he’s doing better than your ex.
ପ “you’re driving me nuts, darlin’ how many times do i have to tell ya that i’ll pay for it?” he scolds gently, he pays for clothes you just slightly glanced at. he carries all of them.
ପ lets you swatch makeup on his arm at makeup stores. “hmm, probably not that shade...maybe this one?” you say softly to yourself for umpteenth time before searching another shade of another product. he stands there, arm held out.
ପ you’re his passenger princess. he puts pillows, blankets, drinks, snacks. everything you may need in the passenger seat. he even lets you pick the music.
ପ every time you’re at a carnival he always gets a biiiiig deposit of cash. he literally bribes the fucking carnies into getting you the biggest and best prize out there. he loves watching the looks on other couple’s faces.
ପ he can only cook select things but he doesn’t sit around and watch you cook, he’ll help you stir or mix something or get your ingredients. whatever you need, he’s on standby.
ପ he lets you do his makeup to. you want to see if you can do a specific look you saw on pinterest and he lets you. lashes, lipstick, eyeshadow and all. he knows when you want to do this, when you plop down on his lap and put the makeup bag on his stomach. you look for the inspo and show it to him. “can i do this one on you, please?” you asked sweetly. he looks at the screen, “do whatever you want baby. go crazy.”
ପ weekly date nights. like literally weekly. fancy restaurant every friday. and on your anniversary or birthday, or whatever event that’s important to you, he takes you for a trip to go travel. your choice or his surprise. he loved the look of shock on your face when you said it’s halfway to your guys’ anniversary and he blindfolded you and took you to hawaii.
ପ i feel like he’s the type of guy to try something before he buys it. not to save money, just to be cocky if he pulls it off. you show him a bookshelf and he grins, “i can make that.” he scoffs and gets up, driving to the nearest home depot to buy supplies. when he ends up failing, you’ll hear a deep sigh from the garage: “yeahhh just order it, baby.” but if succeeds he’ll talk about it 24/7. “you remember that bookshelf i made you? pretty impressive huh?” he hums, pressing kisses to your jaw.
ପ i’m sorry but he gets scared when there’s a spider too. you call him from the next room over, “baby! baby there’s a spider!” you squeal. he goes over to check it out. he screams. high pitched. “what the fuck? babe, kill that thing!” he gets behind you.
ପ you’re about to go out with your friends to the mall or outlets and grab your bag. he hands you his credit card. “i don’t wanna see any charge on your card. you got that, hun?” he grins, handing it to you. you are left shocked when he closes the door with a big ol’ cocky smile and your friend’s car pulls up.
THANK YOUUUU SO MUCH FOR THIS REQUEST I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS. WE’RE SO BACK.
