(COMPLETED)Various X F!Reader One Shots

Scalp Massages(Foop[The Fairly OddParents] X Reader)

Here's another rewrite.

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Today was one of your rainy days off. Timmy was at school, your dad was at work, and your mom was out food shopping, allowing Foop to wander freely. You were on the couch and the Anti-Fairy was in the kitchen.

He came back with two mugs. One was filled with black tea and the other was filled with (favorite drink). He handed you the mug of (favorite drink) then sat next to you. "I love rainy days, don't you? So many plans ruined and events canceled."

You giggled softly. "You sure you're not fully evil anymore? It sounds like today would be the perfect day to spread bad luck."

"Joke's on you. Even if I wanted to, I don't even have to try. I can already see the amount of humans opening their umbrellas inside. Instant bad luck and I had nothing to do with it," he snarked. His tone softened. "I hope I made it correctly."

You kissed his cheek after tasting your drink. "You did."

"Good," he said. 

You sat in a comfortable silence for a little while. You then broke it. "Have you ever had a scalp massage?"

The Anti-Fairy cocked an eyebrow down at you while sipping his tea. He swallowed before speaking. "No. Why?"

"I wanna give you one," you said. "Your mom never gave you one to help you sleep or whatever when you were little?"

"Rub my back, yes," he confirmed. "Scalp massages, no." He got up. "Should I sit in between your legs?"

"Wait, you're letting me do it?" you looked up at him.

"Let's see if yours are as good as mine," he smirked.

You giggled softly. "Okay."

Foop sat in between your legs. You plucked his top hat off his head. Your fingers began raking through his hair. After a few minutes, you added your nails and began gently scratching and massaging his scalp. You felt him shudder.

You smiled. "Tingly?"

"A bit," he responded.

"Does it feel good, though?" you asked.

"Very," he replied. "I wish my mother would have done this instead of rubbing my back."

"In that case, just ask when you want one," you said while using your nails to stimulate his nerves. He unconsciously tilted his head back to follow your hands. You pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I hope you don't mind I'm messing up your hair."

"It's a sacrifice I'm willing to make," he replied with sparkling eyes. "I love you."

"I love you, too," you smiled softly. He bit his lip as your nails brushed and scratched his scalp.

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As always, embrace your weirdness and I'll see you in the next one shot.

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