Oooooh I saw your reblog on my post and I'm intrigued to see what you can do! >:D
If you have the time, I would like to request for a Horropedia x fem!reader for a headstart... Maybe specifically with the reader also wearing glasses? It would be funny if he asked if the design is from any movie and stuff XP
No rush and good luck! 🙌
Thank you so much for the ask, yay! I tried my best. And sorry for the wait! I had school finals ;-; Didn't really have much time nor energy to write--nonetheless, I enjoyed this!
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(◇BESPECTACLED ◇)
♡ Horropedia x Fem!Bespectacled! Reader
♡ Type: Narrative, One-Shot-- Reader Self Insert (denoted by (y/n))
♡ Genre: Romantic Fluff
♡ Content Warnings: None!
Enjoy~
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"I'll admit, I can absolutely say the first X-Ray Monkeyman movie is fantastic, although the second film is compartively sub par..."
It was a quiet evening, sunlight flowing through the windows and painting the room in scarlet and tangerine. Within the pallid walls of the foundation, you were assigned the blandest of paperwork.
Well, it would've been a quiet evening if it weren't for Horropedia's--your best friend and current coworker-- perpetual chatter.
His voice tends to carry, Horropedia's, although nonetheless you didn't quite have the heart to silence his persistent jibber-jabbering. The absolute glow on his face whenever he discussed one of his favorite horror movies or was asked about the latest horror debate was incomparable to anyone you've ever seen, a gleaming grin on his face as his glasses shimmered with a tiny, piquant starlight in the evening sun. Eyes like honey, delicate and sweet, and an intellect, serrated, sharp.
Indeed, he had not a tint malevolence of in his jabbering or gaze, just passion.
"Hey! ... (y/n)? Earth to Miss (y/n)! You alright there?...It looked like you're looking straight into the void. Careful, the void stares back should you gaze too long," He chuckled heartily, taking a swig of his coffee.
"What? Oh, nothing." You muttered, shaking your head-- you blinked rapidly in the light of the sun, attempting to reorient yourself. "Lost in my thoughts. But, anyway, I still think the second movie's better than the first." You chuckled.
He smirked as he processed your counterclaim. "Actually, while I can respect your point, the first film is definitely better than the first. Scares are higher quality, the actors give a more believable performance..."
"Well, didn't the second film have better marketing?"
"Not quite. While the second film had a more active marketing campaign, the first one was more successful. In fact, in one of their first screenings, they sold limited edition glasses similar to the pivotal artifacts from the movie. It was only sold at the premiere, it was a huge success... in fact, these glasses aren't ordinary spectacles," He stated, proudly, pushing up his own glasses. "They were in fact the glasses sold at its premiere!"
"Oh, wait," He said excitedly, rushing over to you, "Those glasses look familiar... did you get them from the film's premiere? I did, myself--" He slipped off his glasses and stepped in front of you, proudly presenting the inner pattern of the frames to you, bumping shoulders with you. He was so absorbed in his ramblings, he didn't notice the streak of pink dashing across your face. "They may not look like much, but see here? This inner pattern--it's highly distinctive!"
Your face brightened at his enthusiasm. "I don't think so, but I guess you can look sometime."
He turned up to you, and slipped on his glasses again. "Wait, lemme see here for a second-"
Before you had a moment to object, he stepped right in front of your face and was peering to the side, in an attempt to see the inner rims--in doing so, he bumped noses with you as you gasped in surprise. It took him about three seconds to realize what he was doing.
One -- he touched noses with you, brilliant eyes amber in the dying sunlight, enthralled by his passions.
Two -- he peered to the side, searching for that telltale pattern in pure, analytical fascination.
Three -- he pulled a strand of hair out of your face, behind your ear, his movements, delicate.
It was to get a better view.
After that final moment ticked by, there was a beat as Horropedia stared at your face. Then his cheeks flooded with fuschia, his eyes growing wide as saucers. His hands began to shake.
"Oh." That's all he could stutter out.
For once, he had nothing to say.
"...I guess I'll...I'll...um..."
He slowly slipped off your glasses, taking a step back--just one.
He then, shakily, slipped off his own.
He stared down at the two pairs in his hands.
"...nope...haha...yours aren't the souvenirs..."
You couldn't speak.
His head tilted up again into your direction, glancing up at you as he continued to awkwardly fumble with both your glasses in his hands.
"...(y/n)?"
"...mm-hmm?"
"...Have I ever told you...uh...you look...look...I love the way you look...with...uh...your eyes with...your eyes are really gor--gorgeous with no glasses and your glasse-"
He didn't have a chance to finish his sentence. You had cut him off when your lips touched his.
It was a gentle, saccharine kiss, his supple lips meeting yours with adoring pressure and fast succession. His kiss was zealous, albeit pure--and clearly, he didn't mind it at all.
He was so absorbed into the kiss that, several moments later, both of your glasses clattered to the floor from his hands.
He dragged himself away, his visage frazzled and--to say it plainly, an absolute blushing mess.
"...Whoops," He chuckled, reluctantly bending down to scoop up both of your spectacles. He handed yours over, hands still shivering. "I--I believe these are yours." He said with an awkward grin as he shoved on his own glasses, brushing stray hairs out of his face.
You grappled your own glasses in your hands, an involuntary smile tugging at your lips.
"...(y/n)?" He asks.
"Yeah?"
"... thanks for listening to my stupid questions."
You step back up closer to him, his flustered expression a badge of his affection.
"It's my pleasure," You smile. "And, Horropedia?"
"...yes?"
"... would you like to take your glasses off again for a second?"
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I had a great time writing this, but just FYI that this is my first request anywhere! So definitely feel free to give me some feedback. Hope you enjoyed!!
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