Barley and Indi would definitely take a road trip across the US. And it would something like this:
They would create an entire road trip playlist complete with different songs for every state they drive through
They would live out of their Van (Guinevere the Second)
A lot of night driving (and energy drinks)
They absolutely would stop & see every single tourist attraction on the way (even if they didn't plan to stop)
What's that on the exit sign? Worlds biggest rubber band ball?! Let's make a stop!!!
LOTS of photos
Almost too many photos. But they've done so much how else are they supposed to remember it all?
They make calls to Barley's mom & Ian almost daily to update them
Lots of sunset watching (never sunrise watching because they are tired & just wanna sleep in)
They start rating gas station food on a scale of 1-10 because they are living off that stuff
They buy a bumper sticker for every state they drive through
They pick up litter along the way
They also pick up hitchhikers along yhe way as well (they like being g helpful & making new friends)
They listen to epic fantasy podcasts when they get bored of music
They come back from the road trip with a stronger relationship, lots of memories & even more photos.
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Can you do a barley x reader fic where the reader calls him “Barrel” as a nickname? Not even to tease or be mean, that’s just what they call him? And trader just fuckin LOVES him and loves cuddling him because mans is perfect for cuddling.
A/N: Thank you for this request!! I'm so sorry it took me so long, I'm a bit of a slow writer and had some things going on, but here it finally is! I made it a gn!reader haha I hope you'll like it ahberhfber-
Snowy day
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You woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. It was too early in the morning to be your alarm and classes had been dismissed, but just from the ringtone, you could already tell who was calling.
Opening your eyes with a groan, you reached a hand out of your blankets and grabbed the flat screen on your nightstand, before looking at it with your eyes still half-closed. You blinked as your finger slid on the answering button under the name of Barrel Adventurer of Tomfooleries.
You brought your phone close to your ear as you groaned an interrogative "Yes?" with a morning voice.
This whole nickname thing has started dumbly, really. It went back to when Barley and you were only friends: one time, your tongue went astray, and the two of you had laughed so hard about it that it stuck around.
It was still fun - even though you didn't even need to see the contact name on your screen anymore since he has his own special ringtone, it didn't stop you from calling him that, on a daily basis. Maybe just a bit embarrassing to explain to strangers and friends. But who didn't enjoy some little banters here and there?
"Hello, beautiful thief." You heard from the other side of the line. For a second, your eyebrows furrowed in half-asleep confusion at the strange nickname, before you remembered.
Oh, yeah. This.
You forgot this cute idiot liked to call you by the class of your Quest of Yore's character.
"Do you have anything planned for today?" Barley spoke again.
You looked by the window of your bedroom. Snow was falling abundantly - the reason why classes had been dismissed for the entire day - and the whole neighborhood was already covered white.
"Uh... Not really?" You answered as you finally sat up in your bed correctly. "It's snowing too much to do anything anyway."
As you finished this last sentence, you felt a small chill on your arms because of the coldness outside of your blankets. If your bedroom felt that cold, you couldn't imagine how much colder it must have been outside. Yeah, today was definitely going to be an in-house day.
"Anything? Really? You're underestimating me I think." he spoke playfully, making you giggle a bit at his jest.
"I'm not!" There were still a bit of a laugh in your voice as you answered him. "But I'm begging you not to go out right now for some sort of adventures. You're going to catch a cold."
You heard him laugh in amusement at your warning, before he reassured you. "I didn't plan on going outside, actually."
Exaggerating a sigh of relief, you made him chuckle a bit, and he continued joyfully. "I was more thinking about... Coming to your house? Would it be too far to go in your opinion?"
"Too far?" You answered with slight disbelief, cracking an amused smile at his jests. "Barrel you're literally calling me when I live just next door!"
His laugh resonated again from the other side of the line and made an endeared expression grow on your face. No matter how many time you heard it, you could never get tired of his laugh.
"Well, you got me! Does that mean I can come over?"
"Uh..." Looking around the room for a second, you were still in your sleepwear, and you didn't even got up yet. You didn't really want to welcome him like that.
"Give me 10 minutes, okay?"
You could practically hear him smile.
"Okay, will be there in 10. Be prepared! Love you."
In his eagerness, the elf barely gave you the time to answer with an endeared smile and a soft "Love you too!" before he hung up and left you to a sped-up version of your morning routine.
Of course, Barley kept his promise: precisely 10 minutes and 3 seconds after he had hung up the phone, he was ringing your doorbell almost impatiently. You suspected he had been waiting at your door for a couple of minutes now, just to make sure he'd be on-time, and the thought drew an amused smile to your lips.
Swinging the door open, you welcomed him as his face lit up at your sight. "Hey Barrel!"
He didn't even pick up the nickname, instead moving forward into the house and close to you, planting a kiss on your forehead as he took away his coat. "Hi again, beautiful."
The jacket was left in the corridor while you smiled in endearment at the sweet gesture, and only a couple of minutes later, you were both cuddled into the sofa of your living room.
"Is there anything specific you want to see?" You asked, looking up at him from the place on his chest that you were resting your head on, while the young elf was pointing the remote toward your TV's screen and looking through the available programs.
Humming, Barley wrapped his free arm tighter around your back, his hand resting on your own arm. He continued to look at different movies as he answered you. "Not really, I was hopping you'd have some suggestions for us."
You couldn't really tell why, but the simple thought that he had come over without anything to do, just to be by your side, brought a delighted grin to your lips. You couldn't even stop your cheeks from warming up as you looked at him again. You knew he loved you - it wasn't a secret to anyone, really. He was making it incredibly obvious, on an almost daily basis. But still, each and every one of his sweet little gestures made your eyes sparkle and your heart race, turning you into an absolute love-struck idiot every time.
"What's going on?"
You blinked as you realized he was looking toward you, his expression half-way between interrogative and amused as he raised a brow at your staring. Surprised at first, your expression quickly came back to one of pure affection as you smiled at him, and answered:
"Nothing, I just think you're beautiful."
Barley melted at your words, a slight blush appearing on his cheeks the same way it did every time you graced him with one of your sweet compliments. He simply couldn't stop himself from falling further in love with you, as he cuddled you against his chest and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead.
"And you're the most magnificent person I've ever seen, sweetheart."
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