#Ted mosby x reader

[amiadeadpoet]

and when they're exhausted, that’s the end for my fucking nurse complex (not a good thing, trust me)

anyway, i have a long list if you're not satisfied.

[rayelovesfanfictions]

Being Ted's little sister

Author's Note: I wrote this a while ago and even though I probably won't write any HIMYM stuff in the near future, I don't wanna let this headcanons go to waste... So enjoy!

He's always very considerate, thoughtful and understanding. Though he does crack a lot of jokes when you're trying to tell him a story, he knows his limits.

He gives the best advice... Not in fashion, though.

He definitely has a soft spot for you

He never lets you near Barney. Never.

Definitely gives you his jacket when it's cold which you found very odd because he never does that before

If you're having a bad day or if there's something going on with you, he'll know before anyone else notices

And if you are having a bad day, he usually takes you out to your favorite place (either a restaurant or a bar) to cheer you up

You can't wrap your head around the fact that you both used to scream at each other’s faces when you both were teenagers, but now you guys are so caring for each other

Even Marshall and Lily were very confused about how calm and loving you both are now, compared to a few years ago when you guys are still in college

But you both still roast each other very often

If a guy ever breaks your heart, he's not afraid to throw hands (with the help of Marshall, of course)

When you're feeling gloomy or needed a shoulder to cry on, Ted would be the first person to come to mind. Same thing goes to him.

You never realized after all those years, he actually gives you the best hugs. It's always comforting to you.

The presence of him always seems calming to you. It's like you know he can protect you, and he always will.

When it comes to you, he's never hesitant to apologize first

He's the first person to show up when you're sick

Even though you both used to fight and argue a lot when you were younger, now you both realized how important and how you both love each other so much

Since the only Mosby living in New York are you and Ted, he has become the person you trust most

[fannyspammy]

Fixing the Yips

Barney Stinson x fem!Reader

18+, hair pulling, fingering, daddy kink, unprotected sex etc

Based on S3E11 “The Yips”

A/N: this came to me while I was rewatching himym and I had to write it down so enjoy

You’d always gotten along with Barney, even though he could be absolutely ridiculous and childish. In fact, it was often your love for fun and adventure that brought you closer— laser tag matches, last minute flights just for a change in scenery, licking the liberty bell…

And you had to admit he was attractive. The suit effect was real, and the fact he wore them every day didn’t stale the fact; you’d never get tired of the sight of him in a suit. Still, you bet he was just as attractive without it. In fact you’d spent a few sleepless nights picturing him suitless, hovering over you (or under you). You were too proud to make a move, though, and although you didn’t know it, Barney was too shy to make a move on you.

But when Barney had run into Rhonda, the woman he’d lost his virginity to, he’d caught a bad case of the yips. You’d never seen Barney this way — so unconfident, so out of it, and you knew the perfect way to fix him.

You walked nervously up to Barney’s apartment, clutching your trench coat in the pockets. Your hair was pinned up loosely, holding your day old curls away from your face, framing it perfectly. When he opened the door he looked surprised to see you. But his face soon returned to its downcast expression as he trudged to the couch and slumped in his seat. His grey sweatpants and blue hoodie were a contrast from how you usually saw him, but you knew you only needed a few minutes to get his confident energy back.

“I heard you had the yips,” you said, stepping out of your heels. He glanced over at you without turning his head. You began to unbutton your coat as you strutted toward him slowly.

“I thought I would help you… fix it,” you said with a gentle bite of your lower lip. Barney turned to look at you, eyeing you up and down as you teasingly pulled back your coat, revealing the flimsy red lace that barely covered your body.

Barney raised his eyebrows. “Y/n what are you doing?” His hands instinctively resting on your thighs as you gently climbed into his lap. Lowering your lips to his ear you whispered, “I told you, I’m helping you.”

With that, you brought your lips to his. The kiss started out sweet and gentle, but soon your tongues were wrestling at a steady pace. Barney tugged on your hair, and you moaned as he pulled your head back, placing sloppy kisses down your neck. Your hair spilled from its pinned position and down over your shoulders as Barney kept pulling your hair and sucking hickies on your neck. You felt a growing wetness in your panties as a sudden need for more of Barney washed over you, and you ground your hips against him to satisfy your craving.

Barney groaned under the movement and you felt him growing under you. You unzipped the hoodie he was wearing and threw it across the room. Wrapping your legs around his waist you pushed your dripping core harder against him and dragged your nails down his chest.

Barney had a hand squeezing your ass and the other freeing your boobs from your bra before squeezing one as his tongue moved toward the other one, teasing the nipple before taking it into his mouth and sucking desperately.

“Mmm, Barney, more, please,” you begged, and he obeyed.

He looked up at you, eyes on yours as he continued sucking your breasts and slid a finger past your panties, through the wetness of your folds and began circling your clit. Encouraged by your moans of pleasure he went faster before thrusting 2 fingers in. Curling his fingers slowly, he watched lustfully as your face contorted in pleasure by his own doing.

“You like that, baby? Daddy making you feel good?” Barney purred into your ear as he pawed your breast roughly with his free hand.

“Mmm, yes daddy, so good… please, more,” you praised him.

“Tell daddy what you want.”

“I want — oh!— to feel you — mmm— in me, daddy… mmm please! I want to cum around your cock!” You said between moans.

Flipping you onto your back, Barney flung your legs over his shoulders and positioned himself at your entrance.

He hesitated before pushing into you. “You sure you want this?” he asked.

“Yes daddy please!”

Holding onto your hips he thrust into you, allowing you a moment to adjust to his size before starting a steady pace. The room was filled with the sound of your moans, your cries of pleasure and the slapping of skin on skin. The more you said his name the harder he thrust into you, hand around your throat, other rubbing your clit as your nails raked across his back, sure to leave marks.

Over and over again you called his name, and with every praise the yips left him, until he was back to his confident sexual self. Soon he was flipping you backwards and forwards, fucking you hard in a dozen different positions. You had already come twice, but were quickly brought into round three so Barney could finish.

About an hour later he had you pinned against his large window, arms held tightly above your head with one hand while the other held your leg up so he could pound into you from behind. When he was finally on the brink of his high he released your arms to circle your clit as he came hard in you, white liquid filling your pussy as you came with him, reaching your third high, a loud cry coming from each of you, your names spilling from your lips as he rode you through your high.

When you’d both caught your breath Barney turned you around so you were facing him. Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, he looked at you for a moment, studying your face before placing a kiss on your lips.

“Thank you,” he said as he pulled away. You smiled at him before meeting him in another kiss.

Then Barney said something he’d never said to another girl.

“Wanna stay the night?”

[cameronspecial]

Post-Sex Confessions

Pairing: Drew Starkey x Reader

Warnings:  SMUT at the beginning

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.6K

Summary: Drew utters words to Y/N during sex that scares her just a little bit.

A/N: This was suggested by the amazing @mellillasstuff after Drew Starkey's character in Hellraiser.

Masterlist

Drew pounds into her from behind, hips meeting her bum in a sound that reverberates around the room. “Do you like that?” he seeks her approval as his pace continues and they both near their climax. Y/N continues to let herself be thrust forward, nodding her head, “I love it.” As Drew releases a thick rope of cum into the condom, his feelings overwhelm him and he just needs to tell the girl he has been dating for two months how he feels. “I love you,” he breathes out, continuing shallow thrusts to ride out their highs. Y/N freezes, “What?” He senses her discomfort and pulls out of her. His heart tears a little when she scrambles away from him with the blanket over her breast. 

His words honestly scare her a little bit. Y/N didn’t grow up in the best environment and every promise of love has been ripped away from her. She lost her parents at a young when she was three. The uncle that took her in and said he loved her, just wanted her inheritance. Every friend she had was never really there to stick around and every boyfriend was a liar or a cheater. She had gotten used to going through life by herself and not needing anyone else. The scary part is that she does feel the same way about Drew, but she’s just scared that admitting their love would mean it would go away. She stares at him for a second, trying to piece together what could go wrong. Would he be sent away for work and the distance would be too much for them? Would he realize she is just too much of a damaged person for him? She could just feel the heartbreak waiting to happen. 

The silence is driving him mad. He fears he said it too early for her and now, she is going to break up with him for being weird. He wonders if he pulled a Ted Mosby with how early he said it. He also couldn’t have said it in a more vulnerable time when they are both coming down from a high and naked. “Listen, Y/N, I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that. It’s obviously too early and not the right thing to say during sex. I’m just going to go,” Drew awkwardly spews out. He gets up off of the bed and searches for his clothes, but Y/N’s hand stops him. She grips his wrist a little too tight out, not wanting to let love slip out of her life again. 

“I love you too,” she whispers out, barely audible to him. He shakes his head, “Y/N, you don’t have to say it just because I did. I understand if I said it too soon.” She stands up, letting the blanket fall off her and throws herself in his arms, kissing him all over the face. “I really mean it, Drew. Please don’t leave me. I can’t lose someone else,” she implores. “Everyone that I’ve ever loved or has loved me always leaves me and I didn’t want that to happen with you. But if I didn’t say anything to you at all, then I was sure to lose you forever.” Drew gives her a soft look and cups her cheek, “I promise you, I’m not going anywhere. If I have to go away for a shoot, then you can come with me or we can call each other every night. When I say that I love you, I mean it and I’m not going to let you go that easily.” She rests her forehead on his and pecks his lips. “I won’t let you go either. I love you too,” she mumbles to him. He grins down at her, picking her up while moving toward the bed. They lie down together, cuddling until they both fall asleep. 

Taglist: @loves0phelia

[gonzo-rella]

How I Met My Ex-Boyfriend’s Ex-Girlfriend | Robin Scherbatsky

MASTERLIST | AO3 | KO-FI

Relationship(s): Robin Scherbatsky x gn!reader (implied romantic), Ted Mosby x gn!reader (formerly romantic; mentioned), 

Summary: Your ex-boyfriend, Ted Mosby, is the thing that brings you and Robin together after they break up.

Warnings: None! (Let me know if I need to add any)

Word count: 0.5k

(A/N: My life has become a cycle of rewatching How I Met Your Mother. I’m sure my feelings about some of the characters (namely Ted) will become pretty clear. This was inspired a lot by Robin and Barney’s breakup, if you couldn’t tell. Anyway, I really want to write for these characters beyond this ficlet, so, if you have any ideas for requests, check out my fandom/character list to see who I write for. Also, I’m a big fan of hate-filled angst, so I might end up writing a prequel to this about the reader’s relationship with Ted.)

You had dated and hated Ted Mosby. 

You weren’t his ideal partner. Your faults weren’t endearing or quirky to him, and your actual quirks weren’t the quirks he wanted you to have. You thought he was a nice enough guy until you realised this, and the realisation sparked what had the potential to erupt into an inferno of insecurity. However, you dumped him within a month. Better to get out early with a slightly bruised ego than spend months allowing your feelings to be battered, you thought.

That was around four years ago. Four years since you had yelled these feelings at Ted. Four years since Ted defensively attempted to convince you that he really liked you even though you weren’t his ideal partner, then proceeded to insist that you were being ridiculous. Four years since you became a hysterical villain in Ted’s story.

When your friend had suggested meeting up at MacLaren’s, your heart dropped. The last time you had gone to that bar involved you locking eyes with Ted and standing there awkwardly until your friend spotted you and guided you to the bar so you guys could order drinks, his friends and a woman you presumed to be his girlfriend gawking at you the whole time.

Not going because of Ted meant that you were letting him win, your friend had said in an effort to convince you. So, that’s why you went.

You stood at the bottom of the steps, taking in three deep breaths to brace yourself to possibly face Ted.

However, you were so distracted by your whirling thoughts when you took a step towards the door that you ended up colliding with a crying woman. Once you had steadied yourself and gotten your bearings, you recognised who you had crashed into. Robin Scherbatsky. Ted’s girlfriend, and someone whose name you only knew because of her TV presence.

“Ah, shoot, sorry,” you apologised. “I didn’t mean to crash into you.”

She didn’t respond, nor did she move. She just nodded, sniffled and wiped away her tears.

“I didn’t do that, did I?” you asked, pointing at her tear-stained face.

“No, no. I’m sorry.” she replied. She hesitated before continuing, “It’s my ex-boyfriend. He’s being a completely insensitive jerk. God, I hate him right now.”

She looked up at you and her eyes widened.

“You’re Ted’s ex.” she stated, surprised.

“Yep.” you said. You awkwardly shifted on your feet.

“I guess we have that common.” she returned, folding her arms as she forced a smile and a laugh.

“Oh, you guys aren’t together anymore?” you questioned, the both of you stepping aside to let someone past.

“We broke up a few months ago.” she answered.

“Eh, well, good riddance.” you shrugged.

“Excuse me?” she said, brows knitted as she looked at you through teary, reddened eyes.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound like that much of an asshole.” you apologised. “I just mean...Ted’s the kind of guy who hopes that you’ll change to fit what he wants. Like, he forced me to watch Field of Dreams, and I had to pretend that it was the best film I’d ever seen just so he didn’t act like I had just ripped out his mom’s liver right in front of him.”

She let out a sincere laugh at this, and you joined in with her.

“I’m Y/N. But, I’m guessing Ted told you that.” you said, extending your hand out to her.

“Robin.” she returned. She shook your hand with a smile.

“Well, Robin, welcome to the ‘I Hate Ted’ Club.”

[fangirl-imagines]

Ted Mosby Christmas Headcanons

He loves the snow and completely romanticizes how beautiful New York City is in the winter but is also a total baby about the ice and having to walk in the freezing cold. 

He does like when the two of you take walks together in the winter though, bundling up in hats and gloves and going down to 5th Avenue to check out the Christmas decorations. 

There will be so much hand holding “for warmth” even with gloves on. 

Sometimes when Ted gets up first in the morning he will wake you up with a mug of hot chocolate in bed and a kiss. 

Ted Evelyn Mosby would be the king of ugly Christmas sweaters. Totally unironically too. He doesn’t think they’re ugly and can’t understand why the store had so many of them unsold.

Don’t worry he’s got your back and bought you a matching one too.

He wants to take your pictures in them to put on his Christmas cards. He asks so sweetly too you can’t really say no even though you know full well your friends are going to roast you for it.  

When you’re decorating for the holidays he hangs mistletoe in the kitchen doorway for an excuse to kiss you as you pass by the room. 

Ted would be the most thoughtful gift giver. He pays attention to what you say and keeps a mental checklist of possible gift ideas for you throughout the year for Christmas, your birthday, anniversaries, etc. 

They are always very sweet, sentimental gifts not just random jewelry or something that almost no thought goes into. 

His apartment will always be decorated to the nines for Christmas, lights, a tree, stockings, all the typical decorations, once you two move into the house he bought outside of the city he will go so overboard with the Christmas decorations. 

He would be the dad/husband who has to have the most decorated house in the neighborhood. Even if he almost falls off the roof for the first couple of years putting up the lights. 

Full on Clark Griswold vibes from this man. 

Also this man is a total Christmas tree snob. It has to be a real tree even though you remind him that a real tree requires the two of you to carry it up the stairs of your apartment building. 

At the tree lot he will have to go through and look at every single tree twice before he finally decides on one he deems perfect. He claims his architect's eye means he can pick out the “perfect” tree for your apartment. 

When you two move into the house though he will want to cut down his own tree the first year. He threw out his back swinging the axe too hard though and the two of you go back to buying your trees from a lot. 

Imagine the Christmas celebrations with his family?!

His mom and her new husband Clint offering you weed before dinner, his midlife crisis having dad being low key creepy, his sister taking Clint up on the weed and trying to convince you to come clubbing with her for New Years. 

It is wild. 

The two of you probably duck out as soon as desert is over for the sake of everyone’s sanity. 

At the end of the night he just wants to curl up with you on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and watch It’s a Wonderful Life together. 

He knows all the words and always whispers the part about lassoing the moon in your ear. 

[loving-barnes]

TED MOSBY – THE ONE (1)

(A/N): I needed a change and I have decided to write a HIMYM fanfic. This might have two or three parts. I have been watching the whole show again and honesly, I am obsessed with Ted. So... if you like or love  HIMYM, this one is for you. Also, this is around season 5 mixed with an AU. 

Pairing: Ted Mosby x reader

Warnings: none

Words: 2013

TED MOSBY – THE ONE

After all the break-ups and girls, he was ready to settle down. Usually, when he found a girl and started dating her, he would tell his friends that someone new came into his life. Maybe because of that his relationships didn’t work out. Maybe… This time, he decided to keep it as private as possible and not tell them about the new woman in his life until they were ready. It was a mutual decision. She was glad that he proposed the idea because she was only in one relationship before Ted and so, she wanted to take things a bit slow.

They would hang out together when Ted’s roommate was away or they would stay at her place because she lived alone.

“My friends come and go into our apartment, so it’s better we are mostly crashing at your place. And besides, I love it here,” said Ted to Y/N when they spend their three-month anniversary at her place. It was a simple Chinese takeout night with Star Wars. Ted wanted to watch it, just to be sure she loved the movies as much as he did.

“This is my favourite part,” she squealed excitedly.

Ted’s eyes widened and he looked at her. He stopped breathing for a moment and just stared at her face, noticing how her eyes were sparkling and he just knew that she was the one, at least the one worth saying those three powerful words.

Y/N turned to him with a smile. “What’s up?” she asked.

“I love you,” he said – simple, short and powerful.

Her hand reached for the remote control and she paused the movie. After that, she put down her plate with food and again turned to him. “Really?”

Ted nodded, still smiling. It was a genuine smile that she loved so much. “I mean it. I love you.”

And then she was on him, kissing him deeply. Then she realised one unpleasant thing. She pulled away from him. “I’m so sorry, my breath after the spicy chicken…”

“That’s alright,” he leaned to her again, capturing her lips with his.

After the kiss, she curled to his side with a plastered smile on her face. “I love you too, Ted.”

In the end, it was a good thing they decided to keep it low-key. This way, they could enjoy their time together and cherish their moments without being interrupted by Ted’s friends, mostly Barney.

Even though Barney had a thing for Robin, he would hit on Y/N a lot – Ted was sure of it. Deep down, he was scared to introduce his new girlfriend to Barney.

“Ted?” Y/N asked him the next morning when they were having a very early breakfast before work. “If you agree and if you want, I would like to meet your friends. I think I am ready,” she said.

As much as it made him happy that she wanted to meet the people he considered as family, his gut was telling him to wait a little more. “Uhm-“ he started slowly, carefully considering his next words. “About that,” he took a deep breath. “I am so glad you want to meet my friends, but could we wait a bit more, please?”

She put down her mug with coffee. “Sure,” she didn’t know what to think. “No rush. Can I at least know why? Should I be worried or scared?” she kinked a brow.

Ted took a deep breath. She needed to know some information about his friends. “They mean well, I know that, but sometimes they can be either overprotective or make everything to make fun of me. I don’t mind the second one it’s just… it might scare you off.”

She laughed a little and bit her lower lip. “Go on,” she goaded him.

“I will come clean with you. There is this girl in our group – Robin – and we used to date for a year. I don’t have any feelings for her. She is just a friend and a family, nothing more. Lily, she still thinks I might have feelings for her. I don’t. The only feelings I have are that I love you.”

“Alright,” she nodded.

“Doesn’t that bother you?”

Y/N shook her head. “Honestly, maybe a little but overall, no. I would be more worried if you met someone after me. That I would be more worried about,” she admitted. “Anything else I should know?”

Ted was pleasantly surprised that she was fine with it. “Uh, Barney, he is a womanizer and a sociopath. In the end, he is a very good friend of mine. I just want to warn you that he might hit on you, a lot.”

“And the one named Lily?”

“Right, Lily is married to Marshall. We studied at the same university. Marshall is my best friend. Lily occasionally wants to meddle in someone’s business or relationship. Usually, it is not a bad thing.”

Y/N laughed. “Seems like you are trying to say all the negative things about your friends so I wouldn’t be too shocked.”

“Pretty much,” he nodded. “So, would you still like to meet them?”

She stood up from the chair and went to him. Without a word, she sat on his lap and gave his lips a peck. “They are your friends. I want to meet them. If they don’t like me, there is nothing I can do about it.”

“God, you are amazing,” he kissed her one more time. “How about Friday night? I will come for you and we will go to McLaren’s where we hang out most of the time.”

“Sounds like a deal,” she accepted his idea.

…

He hadn’t seen the gang for over a week. When he was done teaching architecture, he went straight to the pub where his friends would already be. And he was right. They were all sitting in their usual booth, drinking beer.

“Well, look who decided to show up,” said Lily when she noticed him coming towards them. “Where have you been most of the time? We barely have seen you this century.”

Ted took a chair and sat at the head of the table. “Sorry guys, I had a lot to do at work,” he said it as if it was true. “Sometimes, it is not easy to be a teacher.”

“Seriously Ted, what is going on?” Marshall asked him.

“Nothing, really.”

“Where’s the poop, Ted?” Lily questioned.

“There is no poop, Lily. I had to create several tests for my students, prepare the lectures and had a meeting with the school council.” He said it while directly staring into her eyes.

They were quiet for a moment until Barney decided to open his mouth. “Alright, since you are here, we shall play our favourite game to get you laid.”

“Barney, no.”

“Come on, Ted. We haven’t played it for months. FOR MONTHS, Ted,” he stood up from his seat with his scotch in a hand.

While he was babbling about it, Ted’s phone vibrated in his pocket. He received a text from Y/N.

Hi, I am passing by your street and I was wondering if you would like to hang out or something?

As much as he tried not to smile, he failed, and Robin was the one that noticed it. “Ted Mosby smiling at his phone? Something is definitely going on.”

I’m inside McLaren’s with the gang. Come here and meet everyone, if you like.

“There definitely is a poop. Spill it out, Mosby,” Robin mocked him.

He kept his mouth shut, not telling them anything. “Oh man, what did you do?” Marshall was concerned. “Ted, tell us. You have never been this silent. What happened?”

“Wait a minute,” Barney sat down and pointed at Ted’s face. “I know this face.”

And before he could say that he might meet a girl, a young woman approached the table carefully. “Ted,” said Y/N softly.

He turned his head and smiled at her. He stood up, helped her with her jacket and offer her his chair. Afterwards, he grabbed himself a new one.

“Y/N, this is everyone. Everyone, this is Y/N, my girlfriend.”

Barney almost choked on his drink and thus sprayed it on Marshall and Lily who were sitting opposite them. “What? No, no! You are supposed to be my wingman. You are not supposed to date anyone for at least five years.” He left the booth and went somewhere else to cry.

“So, I guess that is Barney,” said Y/N while looking into Ted’s eyes.

“Exactly,” he nodded.

Lily was the next one to finally speak. “Hi, this is a surprise,” she stuttered. “Honestly a big surprise. I’m Lily and this is my husband, Marshall,” she pointed at the tall man next to her. “H-how long have you been together?”

“For over three months,” they said simultaneously.

“You kept it a secret for over three months? How? How did you manage to keep your mouth shut for that long?” Marshall couldn’t believe it.

Y/N was glad for a second that she was not the centre of the attention. They were bombarding Ted for trying to keep this relationship a secret. In the meantime, she ordered herself a beer.

“So, Y/N, tell us something about you? Or better, how did you two meet?” Lily turned her attention to her.

Y/N shrugged. “Honestly, there is nothing special about how we met. We simply bumped into each other on the street when suddenly, everything was on the ground and Ted was apologizing,” she smiled at the memory. “I was running to an important meeting and Ted was late for class.”

“After that, we met like a week later when I happened to be at the right time in the right place,” he looked into her eyes. “Some of my students told me that there was a reading in the library after class. I was not interested in going at all,” he admitted. “Then, they showed me the leaflet and there she was.”

“There I was,” she repeated almost inaudibly.

Barney came back to the booth with another scotch in his hand. “Traitor,” he said it out loud. “Marshall, you are my new and only wingman.”

“In your dreams,” he declined.

“Just wait, Mosby. This thing,” he pointed between Y/N and Ted, “will end soon and then you will be begging to be my wingman.”

“So, what do you do for a living?” Robin tried to turn the conversation where it was before Barney interrupted them.

“I am a writer. I wrote the Noble Blood trilogy and am currently working on another fantasy book.”

“I love the Noble Blood series,” Marshall almost scream from the sudden excitement. “You are Y/N Y/L/N. Holy crap, I can’t believe you were able to get her, Ted. Finally, someone normal.”

“I’m glad you like the books,” she smiled at him.

“I love them,” Marshall continued. “They are written for both boy and girls. What inspired you to write something like that?”

“Star Wars,” she said simply.

“She loves Star Wars?”

“She loves Star Wars,” said Ted.

“She loves Star Wars!” Barney exclaimed. “You just went from a 7 to solid 11.”

“Thanks?” Y/N was a bit offended and confused.

Robin joined the conversation. “Hey, I work for Channel 12 and I would like to make an interview with you.”

“You work for the news channel? That is so cool. I would love to. We should arrange something,” Y/N happily accepted. “One question, though: Is Sandy Rivers still there and being such a pig?”

Robin nodded, immediately annoyed by that man. “Sandy Rivers is a pig, but he is not working with me.”

“S-so, you’ve seen my show: Come on, Get up New York!?”

“Surprisingly yes. When I had to leave for Europe to promote the book, I would watch it while packing or getting ready for the flight.”

“My girlfriend is just awesome,” said Ted triumphantly and he quickly kissed her cheek.

“Alright, next round is on me. I am so happy to meet you. Really,” she gave them an honest smile and went to the bar.  

[ongaku-ato-kakikomi]

Hey! I've been rewatching HIMYM recently and honestly Professer Ted is just. Yes. So like maybe something about being in his class and finding each other cute and him trying to impress the reader? Tysm :)

(A/N): I’m so happy to be able to write for Ted! Thank you so much for the request, I hope what I wrote will reach your expectations <3

You were sitting at the front of the class, exchanging a few words with a friendly classmate of yours when he walked in. You didn't turn towards him at first, barely noticing him writing something on the board from the corner of your eyes, and it's when your classmate signified you that the class is about to start that you set your eyes on him.

'Oh, he's cute.' You think just as he turns around, revealing nervous but kind brown eyes and a small smile. You read off the words 'Professor Mosby' on the board behind him just as he takes a pile of papers from his suitcase and passes them around. 

You can't help but wonder what his first name is.

"Hello, everyone, I'm-" He shows off what he wrote with a proud movement of his arm, his lips stretch out into a smile. "-Professor Ted Mosby. I'll be your teacher for this semester."

'Ted, huh?' You suddenly have the feeling that it's gonna be a great semester, feeling the excitement rising inside your chest.

"Now, since this is the first class, I'm gonna be reading out your names to try to learn them." He picks out a list of some kind from his desk, clearing his throat before he starts reading off your classmates' names. He takes the time to look at each and every one of them when they say 'here', writing down something whenever someone seems to be absent. As he gets close and closer to your name, you start to feel as if you were on the edge of your seat, still playing with your pencil with a new sense of the word 'anticipation'.

"(Y/F/N)?"

You raise your pen in the air, the tip of your fingers tingling when he sets his eyes on you. "Here." 

"(Y/N)..." He seems to be taken aback for a moment as he blinks, a genuine smile coming to his lips soon after. "... Hi."

You feel your smile stretch out, your eyes sparkling as you gently bite into your pencil. "Hi, Ted."

Your friendly classmate next to you snickers at how bold you are to call him by his first name, you being entirely focused on the fact that your professor now seems to be flustered by your simple action. He gives out a nervous chuckle, his mouth opening and closing for a while. He seems to wanna say something to you, then rapidly gives it up to simply move on to name the rest of your classmates. That just makes you find him even cuter than before, especially when he starts sparing you a few looks every now and then. He starts cracking up a few jokes while he goes through the synopsis of his class with you all, his eyes always looking in your direction to see if you're laughing.

"So you'll have a project due on the 29th of October-" He stops when he sees you raise your hand, his voice shaking for a split second. "U-um... Yes, (Y/N)?" 

"Will there be a way for us to contact you outside of class?" Your lips stretch out when you notice his eyes sparkling up. "You know... In case we have any questions."

"Well... my email and phone number are at the front page..." He gives out a smile, his eyes trying to look at your other classmates before they go back to you. "And we can always schedule a private meeting if you need to."

"Great." You lean back against your chair, grinning. "I'll probably take you up on that."

“Al…” He starts stuttering the same syllable for a while, making a few students exchanging grins. “Alright then… so! As I was saying-”

You stay silent and listen to him explain the rest with a wide smile on your lips, internally admiring how easily the words seem to pour out of his mouth while he manages to be funny and charismatic about a freaking syllabus. You’ve never been so interested in what a teacher was saying, nor have you ever been so interested in a teacher at all… and you don’t mind at all.

“Goodbye, Professor Mosby!”

He gives out a smile to each student who tells him goodbye before leaving the room, his hands putting his things back inside his suitcase. He looks up just as you pass by him, your fingers giving him a small wave as you walk away.

“See you next week, Ted.”

He gives out a wide nervous grin, his eyes sweetening for a small moment. “See you next week, (Y/N).”

You’re not the only one who found someone cute that day.

[fandomobsessedwriter]

ted mosby x reader

You sat alone at a booth at Maclarens pub drinking a gin and tonic when a blonde man came and next next to you. He introduced himself as Barney. He was good looking but he wasn't your type, your type was dark hair, tall, funny, a true gentleman which was rare in this day and age. You didn't care for what the man had to say so to get rid of unwanted attention you starting signing. “"Hey I don't care for what you have to say but I'm gonna put a smile on my face so you go away” he looked confused and walked away. Happy that you got rid of him you downed the rest of your drink and ordered another one. when you got back to your booth the blonde man was sitting there with another man who was cute, tall, dark hair. So s next to the blonde one without doing anything hoping they would go away. They didn't. Soon you got pissed grabbing a napkin you wrote down “"what do you want?” And the blonde one said to the cute one “ tell her that she has a nice arse.”

“"DUDE, I'm not saying that, I'll tell her that you find her pretty.”

He signed “"hey I'm ted my friend thinks your pretty.”

“"No he doesn't he just wants to get into my pants, oh and by the way I can talk and hear perfectly fine,” you put a bit of sas into the last bit “"don't tell him that I can hear him thought I want to mess  with him, will you help?”

“"Of course, he's such a womaniser I want to help.”

You spent half an hour messing with Barney (with help of ted of course”), realising you have a lot of things in common with him you gave him your number and said to call whenever, he walked you out of the pub. You stood there's for a minuets or two. You said “"I should go, I have work tomorrow.” From out of nowhere you here a group of people yell “THATS YOUR QUE, KISS HER” you went bright red at this and the fact that ted was apologising profoundly. To shut him up you leant forwards and kissed him gently. It only lasted a second but you knew that the kiss was the first of many

[gothicwidowsworld]

Ted Mosby #1

Imagine...

Your friend Robin inviting you to join her and her friends at MacLaren's. Meeting Ted and falling for the slightly awkward man. Ted still shocked he ended up with such an amazing woman, one perfect for him in every way.

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[amiadeadpoet]

why is ted mosby so underrated???? fanfics on him are literally nowhere...

[iheart-cobiesmulders]

Robin Scherbatsky x Fem!Reader

Prompt: Robin finds out you’re a cat person.

Things have been going great between you and Robin. After finally admitting to her that you’ve liked her for a while, she gave you a sweet kiss on the lips and agreed to go out to dinner with you.

One month later, you were official, and you couldn’t be happier.

Robin called you around lunchtime, saying she was held up at work, but that she’d visit your apartment as soon as she was done.

“My apartment?”

“Yeah! I haven’t seen it yet, and I’ve missed you today, a lot,” she said, emphasizing the last few words.

“Oh,” you said quietly, beginning to blush. Your fingers grip the big white phone in your hand, twirling the cord around your other hand.

“Mhm,” she said, smiling. “Alright babe, I’ve got to go, see you later?”

“Alright, see ya, Robin.” You hung up the phone, smiling to yourself.

As promised, Robin showed up an hour after lunch. You were greeted by three fleeting kisses on your lips, a sign that she had missed you very much. “Slow down, soldier. I made lunch!” You gestured to the cute little setup of pasta and breadsticks you had placed on your table.

Robin eyed the table. “How about,” she gave you a kiss. “We eat that later, and eat something different right now,” she whispered on your lips, pressing hers against yours. You kissed her back, beginning to unbutton her light blue top. “Bedroom?” You whispered against her mouth, being silenced by Robin’s lips.

She began to walk backward, hands in your hair as you continued to unbutton her shirt when she was interrupted by a loud screech. Robin pulled away quickly, eyes wide. “What was that?”

“Aww,” you cooed, bending down. “You stepped on Mr. Whiskers’ tail!” You picked up a fluffy white cat, who made a soft meow. Robin frowned as you comforted the cat, stroking his fur. You grinned at Robin. “Tell him you’re sorry.”

“What’s that?” Robin asked blankly.

“It’s a cat.”

“You have a cat?”

“Four of them. Now apologize,” you said playfully, holding out Mr. Whiskers for Robin to hold. She took a step back. “Four?!”

You frowned at her defensiveness. “You’re one to talk, you’ve got five dogs!”

“Yeah! Dogs! Cats are, well they’re gross! And I hate them!”

You gasped, covering Mr. Whiskers’ ears. “Speaking of cats, where are your other three? I don’t see them around,” Robin scanned your apartment.

You set Mr. Whiskers down on the floor. “They’re probably napping on my bed.”

“The one we were just going to have sex on?!” Robin cried.

“Yes! I don’t know why you’re so angry about this, I’m sure your dogs lay on your bed all the time!”

Robin looked down at Mr. Whiskers, and then back at you. “What’s wrong?” You asked.

“You’re a cat person!”

* * *

“She’s a cat person?”

Robin drank a sip of her beer. “Yes. A cat lady,” she sighed, shuddering at her words.

“I don’t see what’s so wrong about this!” Lily interjected, making Ted and Robin turn their heads slowly.

“She’s a cat person!” They said in unison.

“So?!” Lily cried back.

“It’s the cat and dog theory, just like our olive theory,” Marshall explained, nudging Lily’s shoulder.

“But you said you liked olives!” Lily said and Marshall shrugged.

“The point is, she likes cats. The cat and dog theory for dog people is to never fall for a person who likes cats.” Ted said, and Lily rolled her eyes.

“But I am falling for her,” Robin groaned. “So much. I think I love her. Oh god. What am I saying?” Robin put her head down on the table.

“I always knew she wouldn’t like it doggy style,” Barney said, staring up at the ceiling.

“Really? That’s what you’re concerned about?” Robin cried, voice muffled.

“Robin, I think you’re reading too much into this,” Lily put her hand on Robin’s shoulder. “It’s really not that big of a deal.”

“What happened after you said she was a cat person?” Ted asked, and Robin raised her head from the table, brushing a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I left.”

“What?” Lily exclaimed.

“You didn’t do it in front of the cats?”

Robin turned to Barney. “Petition to kick Barney out of this conversation.”

Everyone except Barney raised their hands. “I left, okay? It was weird and awkward after I insulted her cats, which she called her ”children“ I don’t know, it was weird.”

“Here’s what I think,” Barney began, but was silenced by Robin’s hand covering his mouth. “I do not want your thoughts on this. I have Ted,” she says simply.

Barney removed her hand, earning a glare from Robin. “Here’s what I think,” he repeated. “I think that the cat and dog theory is wrong.”

“What do you mean?” Robin inquired.

“I mean, every person you’ve ever dated was a dog person, right?”

Robin nodded.

“And where are those relationships now?” Barney grinned, downing the rest of his drink.

“Barney’s right,” Lily said. “And you said you loved her?”

“I don’t know,” Robin said shyly. “Maybe. I think I’ve loved her for a while now. Did any of you know she was a cat person?”

They all shook their heads.

“The point is if you love her, cat person or not.” Lily smiled at Marshall, and then at Robin.

“Alright,” Robin sighed. “I guess I love…a cat person,” she shuddered once again. Ted patted her shoulder reassuringly. “I should go apologize.”

Lily nodded. “Call me after!”

Robin smiled, gathering her purse. “Bye guys.”

* * *

You set down a book hearing a knock from your front door. You assume it’s Robin, and when you open the door, you see that your assumptions are correct.

“Are you here to apologize?” You ask, folding your arms across your chest. Robin nods guiltily and walks inside your apartment.

“Yes,” she grabs your hands after you close the door. “Y/n, I am so sorry for leaving and I was so stupid to insult your cats, I don’t hate them, I’m just more of a dog person-”

“Not to me, to Mr. Whiskers!” You let go of Robin’s hands and pick up your cat from the couch. “You stepped on his tail, remember?”

You grin, holding out the cat for Robin to take. “Oh,” she mutters.

She takes the fluffy cat in her arms awkwardly. “Mr. Whiskers,” she looks the cat in the eyes. “I am so sorry for stepping on your tail.” Mr. Whiskers yawns. “And,” Robin glances at you. “And I’m sorry for leaving your owner.”

“Mother,” you correct.

“I’m sorry for leaving your…mother high and dry and I shouldn’t be saying that to a cat,” she drops Mr. Whiskers on the ground.

You laugh as Mr. Whiskers returns to his spot on the couch, unbothered. You walk up to Robin, looping your arms around her neck. “Apology accepted, Scherbatsky. For Mr. Whiskers at least. You’ll have to make it up to me.”

Robin leans down to kiss your lips.

“Sounds good to me,” she whispers.

[leahchampagne]

7 Life Lessons HIMYM taught us ....And F.R.I.E.N.D.S never touched the subject on and left to our imagination:

1) Friends Forever⁉️ : Not ALWAYS and at all points of time

HIMYM and Reality: Marshall and Lily have a fight and the gang gets divided just like in real life when our best friends date and break up we pick up sides. Robin stops hanging around Ted and Barney when she starts dating DON.

FRIENDS: Well They always stuck together in every possible way....noo matter howw awkward things were and left the awkwardness to audience imagination.

2) You will eventually find somebody else who you will love more than ur preferred 'THE ONE'

HIMYM and Reality: In real life we keep pinning behind this one person who we fall in love with and never get that person we have always wanted to be with but then we open doors and start looking and finally we do find our soul mate and the person we now wish to spend our lives with. (lets ignore the himym finale)

Friends: Ross and Rachel being a super toxic couple, find their way back which is completely far from what happens to us in real life.......

3) You can totally be friends with a sociopath if HE RESPECTS AND TREATS YOU BETTER.....you can totally fall for a sociopath if he loves and respects you:

HIMYM and Reality: Admit it , sadly we all do have ppl somewhat like BARNEY in our lives who we call friends and love equally nly bcoz they shower love and respect upon us.

FRIENDS: Well lets agree Joey would definitely call Barney his father and look upto him......alsoo friends characters fit in well together as a group and werent exactly very different from each other.

4) Its not really possible to stay and slay as a GANG if u have dated more than one of the members and are best friends with the wife of the remaining member ....

Do you remember this super emotional scene?

HIMYM and Reality: Where Lily and Robin part ways....and Robin explains howw awkward it is hanging out with two ex boyfriends and the group isnt a group anymore with two exes and a married couple with a kid. Robin decides to part ways and live life apart from them which happens to us in real life too....

Friends: Friends failed to show that awkwardness of hanging around two exes and a married couple all the time for Rachel. Also they never showed how the 6 friends would live on without each other.

5) KIDS make a whole lot of difference ,that was actually shown to us ....

HIMYM and REALITY: Marshal and Lily have a baby somewhat around mid show and they showed on how their lifes turned around after that, they would not wait up late at bars, plan parties and vacations according to the baby's sleep schedule and show the gang spending a bit less time than before.

FRIENDS: Even with Ben and Emma being introduced on the show as babies....the friends lifestyle didnt exactly change much. Plus they still almost always hung out around each other all the time.

6) Career takes you places but Without friends:

HIMYM and REALITY: This show depicts and creates real life situations that take place when friends are separated through distance. Lily leave to pursue Art, Lily and Marshall leave for Rome, Robin keeps travelling worldwide with WWN, Ted considers shifting to Chicago.

FRIENDS: Its assumed everybody stays around throughout careers untill parting ways for the finale.

7. THE AFTER MATH:

HIMYM and REALITY: The show keeps giving us flash forwards and where life takes each character later on in life with kids and different jobs. We get lil snippets throughout the series of ted lily marshall hanging together when old and sooo on.

Friends: They conveniently skip the part as to what happens to FRIENDS post the finale. We get no future storylines and everything is just assumed from there on.

[annoyingvoidzombie]

2 weeks ago I started my re-watch on HIMYM, yeah, such a great show with so many great moments, ships and goofs but one BIG NO NO ENDING!!

It took me 13 days but I've seen those 208 episode in a row and I can easily say, it's a great show, really good pure TV of 2000s

[pumpkinjuice18]

This will be me if you guys help me write and establish more Ted Mosby x Reader fic

[itxmiles]

yall let’s talk about this scene right here. not long ago I rewatched the show and now I just saw someone talk about how much Ted “gets” love and BOY that’s just messed up.

the first time I watched himym I was maybe 11 or so and it was just funs and games for me (bc i was obviously really young and dumb) so I never got a lot of the jokes, the political and deep stuff they talked about and mainly, I hadn’t experienced more then having a crush at the time. the whole concept of love for me was just that, a concept. but now, understanding what he meant and having the experience not only from me but from what i’ve seen from my family and friends i just get so MAD (and scared that maybe a young version of me may have thought that this was REAL??????) bc wtf ted excuse me that’s not how it works so just let me clarify stuff for you

ONLY LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH TO MAINTAIN A RELATIONSHIP. IF THERE IS LOVE AND YET YOU FEEL DESTROYED, BAD, THAN WHY U EVEN THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE??? YOU CAN’T LOVE ANYONE ELSE WITHOUT LOVING YOURSELF (hey mama ru) FIRST AND IF U LET YOURSELF GO THROUGH THIS, THERE IS NO LOVE FOR YOU. LOVE WAS NOT MEANT FOR YOU TO FEEL COMPLETE. YOU ARE NOT A GLASS HALFWAY THERE, U ARE THE WHOLE BOTTLE AND UR FRIENDS, FAMILY AND PARTNER SHOULD JUST MAKE U OVERFLOW AND HELP YOU SHINE BRIGHTER!!!!!!!! P.E.R.I.O.D.

i’m not saying that is easy you guys, nor that people who love eachother and have great relationships don’t struggle sometimes, but being okay with yourself first is priority.

so yeah that gets me mad as hell and i needed to get it out of my chest but at least the fact that josh radnor (who used to play ted on the show) already said that he does not agree with what is said warms my heart a little.

thanks for listening to my ted talk (literally).