I Hate Writer's Block - Blog Posts
Hello everyone! 👋🏾 I’m sorry but I won’t be able to post the second part to “Chris’ Headcanon.” I am having a writer block and haven’t finished part two. I have been working on a couple of projects and will try to post the second part sometime next week. Thank you for all the support and have a good day. ❤️
Writer’s Block Drabbles.
Andrew!Peter x Fem!Reader
i have severe writer’s block.. so im writing little things (with help from pinterest) to help.
Prompt —>
- A Secret Romance
- Sad smiles
- A homemade gift.
[This drabble is a summer fling, but make it dramatic.]
She held his face in her hands, pressing their foreheads together. A tear slipped down his cheek, he sniffled and shook his head. “No i cannot lose you, I won’t lose you.” She smiled sadly at his determination. She ran her hand across his cheek, her eyes scanning his face, memorising every scar, blemish and freckle. Her train was due to arrive in twenty minutes but she couldn’t bare to leave him.
He reminded her of summer nights, when the air is cool and the breeze is refreshing. Of freshly baked pastries and intricate oil paintings. He reminded her of simpler times, when nothing really mattered. She looked into his eyes with nothing but love and pure adoration, despite his puffy cheeks and reddened nose. She loved it all, the chestnut brown of his hair and the hazelnut hue of his eyes, the small heart shaped freckle that sat to the left of his slightly crooked nose. She loved the way his thick framed glasses sat awkwardly on the bump in his nose bridge.
“I have something for you. Just a momento, of our time together.” He whispered, reaching into his pocket and picking out a small velvet box. He knelt down on one knee, watching as she smiled softly at him. “You, my dearest Y/n are the love of my life and i need you to know that. I know our time has not been the longest, but i really feel like we have something special.” He pulled open the velvet box which contained a ring, made of paper.
“Oh Peter you’re so romantic.” She blushed, pulling him to his feet and leaning against him. “I know we’re too young, and i know that we cannot be together, but please, wear this ring and know that wherever you are you’re loved.” He slipped the ring on her finger, kissing her cheek shortly after.
“When you wear this ring, remember my love, remember this, remember us.”
“I won’t forget you.”