Actor X Reader - Blog Posts

Famous Actor x Reader ~ pt. 1

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Where is the phone?

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It has to be somewhere here. I know I saw it just a moment ago.

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Did I take it somewhere else in the house-

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You shoved all of the papers off of your desk and found your phone at the very bottom. You smiled slightly as you saw the caller ID.

“Hello, husband.” You smiled as you answered.

“Hello, husband.” Your husband answered. “Was your phone in another room?”

“No, it was under a bunch of papers. I was, however, fully convinced I was hallucinating for a moment though.”

You smiled as your husband let out a small laugh at that. You really were lucky to be married to him.

“Well, I wanted to let you know that there has been a slight delay on set, so I’ll be getting home a little late. Do you want me to pick anything up on my way home?” He asked.

“There’s nothing I can think of right now, but I’ll text you if something comes up.” You smiled even though he couldn’t see you.

“Alright, I love you.”

“Love you too.” He ended the call and you threw your phone onto the couch of your home office. It was one of the days you didn’t have any classes, so you had stayed home all day researching. With a dramatic sigh, you picked up the papers you had put on the ground. Turning your laptop back on you got back to work on your thesis. It was an absolute pain in the ass, but you enjoyed the research and were determined.

It wasn’t until four hours later that you decided to take a break. You winced as the clock read 5:14. On the plus side, this meant that your husband would be getting home soon, so you could start making dinner and have it ready for him.

This gradually changed throughout your relationship. When you first moved in together right after university, you both worked vaguely the same hours, with the exception of when you were working shows. Now that your husband is considered a serious celebrity and spends most of his time on sets and you’ve started working on your PhD, your hours no longer synch up.

As you walked towards the kitchen you passed by the photos that line your wall. The photos are from trips the two of you’ve gone on, your anniversaries, and most importantly, your wedding. In every photo you’re both smiling and looking incredibly happy. It fills your heart with joy to see everytime you pass by.

Opening the fridge, you noticed that you had all the ingredients to make a very fancy pasta dish—maybe fancy isn’t the right word—a very full pasta dish with spinach and feta cheese. Putting some music on and getting down the necessary pots, you got to work.

After boiling the pasta and setting it aside, you started adding the butter, oil, and onions to a pan. You were frying them in the pan when the door opened. You smiled as your husband walked into the kitchen, obviously exhausted.

“Hi, love.” He said, draping himself in a hug behind you.

You laughed softly. “Hi. Long day?”

He made a sound of agreement and frustration as he buried his face into your neck. You brought your hand up to pat his head.

“I need to finish making food, love. I’m starving and I’m guessing you are too.”

Your husband sighed and slowly let go of you. He kissed you on the cheek and started emptying his pockets on the kitchen island.

“I’m going to shower quickly. I was talking to Mike in the woodshop before I left and I think there are a bunch of wood chips in my hair.”

You examined his hair, noting the small specs of wood sticking out. “How long did you spend in there?”

“It doesn’t matter how long I was there for. It’s contagious.” He smirked and then ran up stairs.

You laughed and shook your head.

By the time your husband was done showering and came downstairs, the food was plated and sitting at the table. He sat down and started eating like a starved man.

“This is delicious, darling.”

“I’m glad you like it. I wasn’t entirely sure how well the peppers would go with the feta, but it seems to have worked out.” You picked at your food as you talked. The peppers had been on the verge of going bad so you’d roasted them with the tomatoes and zucchini to make the tomato sauce for the pasta.

“It’s wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. You should do this again sometime. We could make a bunch of sauce and freeze it so that we always have some.”

You smiled and relaxed at the compliments. One of the best parts of your relationship was how comfortable he was with complimenting you. No matter how many times he said it, it never felt forced or stiffling.

“That might be a weekend thing.”

“Assuming there is no event I find out about last minute.”

You nodded and the two of you ate the rest of your meal in comfortable silence.

An hour later you found yourselves lying on the couch. More like you lying on the couch and your husband lying on top of you. It was honestly adorable. You couldn’t tell whether he was asleep or not, but you were unwilling to to pass up this opportunity for a cute photo. You took the photo in a way that made it so that you couldn’t tell who you were but could tell who your husband was.

Laughing to yourself, you opened your secret Instagram account. It wasn’t really a secret, so to say. No one knew that your husband was married, so you had created an Instagram account pretending to be a fan account to post funny pictures of him. Your account was not popular by any means, but that was what made it funny to you.

Presentation and masterlist

Welcome to my blog!

Hi, my name is Xisca and I'm from Spain. I'm 22 and I love writing, music, books, football and motorsports. You will see that I'm an avid reblogger, so my blog will be a mix of my writings and my reblogs.

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Masterlist

Formula 1

Carlos Sainz | CS55

One year of coloured lights (fluff)

Moto GP

Dani Pedrosa | DP26

A new speed (fluff)

F1 WAGS

Rebecca Donaldson | RD

Girls' nights

More to be added soon!

Actor Mark with an s/o that's very clingy? Wants to be holding his hand or physically touching him in some way most of the time? :0

Actor Mark with a Clingy S/O

You ask, and I shall deliver!

Before y'all started dating, he'd probably hate it

Like he'd give you the NASTIEST look

BOMBASTIC side-eye

But after y'all became closer and started dating... that completely flew out of the window

Now he LOVES the attention and physical affection

It makes him feel good about himself when you cling onto him & shower him with affection

He feels confident when you hold onto him like that

Like he's the only one you need :>

He's almost as clingy, if not more than you at times

You wanna hold hands?

Say LESS

Beautiful man, take me by the hand

This is a little bit of a silly image and maybe a bit out of character, but I can just imagine him wandering around set with you in his robe, hair pulled back like he just got done with makeup, his pinky locked with yours

He's not doing anything particularly important

Just wandering around with you, pinkies intertwined

Gotta let everyone know that HE'S YOUR boyfriend

Not anyone else's

Sometimes when you go in for a hug, he'll wrap his arms around you and just sway

Not necessarily like dancing, but just moving gently from side to side

Very soothing ^^

He loves teasing you sometimes by pulling away when you lean in for a kiss

He can't help but love the little disappointment etched into your brows, the slight frown that tilts those perfect lips of yours

Don't worry, though, because he'll never deny you kisses for long

You're just too irresistible :)

"Ugh, you just can't resist me, can you, darling?" He'll exclaim with a dramatic sigh as you open your arms for a hug

(He loves it lol)

He'll let you rest your head against his shoulder as you sit and read, watch TV, do work, etc.

He'll also yell at anyone if they stare at y'all for too long while you hold onto him

"Don't you have work you should be doing!?"

I feel like he'd either be too proud to admit that he actually loves the attention or he'd be demanding more from you

Either "What do you mean I like it when you're clingy? I love my personal space! In fact, I need more of it!"

(If he hurts your feelings by the comment, he'd make it up to you by peppering kisses all over your face and hands because this man struggles with forming apologies)

Or...

"Ah, ah! No getting up! You're staying right here in my arms where you belong."

He loves it when you kiss him, especially on his neck :3

He won't say it out loud, but it makes his heart practically stutter

In conclusion, he loves it when you're clingy <3