Garfield Logan X Reader - Blog Posts

Comfort

IMAGINE: After dealing with your brother’s loss, your colorful boyfriend is determined to cheer you up. The road to recovery is long, but he’ll be there every step of the way. WORD COUNT: 1.1k WARNINGS: Mentions death of a loved one.

The sight of someone who lost something so dear to them is heartbreaking. You can see the pain practically oozing from them in like dark rain.

It's just as painful to watch because you know you can't help them.

A string of apologies won't do them any good. A few words of hope can raise them from the deepest pits of their own hell. Most of the time, a person in mourning never truly gets over this eternal ache.

Beast Boy did not like these odds.

The moment he heard that you lost (Brother's Name), he knew he had to help you work through the heartache. That was the norm of a boyfriend, right?  

The young superhero was new to this, but he definitely knew his No. 1 duty was to comfort you through anything.

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Your tears subsided for the fifth time that day, but you knew they would soon return.  

(Brother) was gone. He would never come back. Memories of the last time you had seen him were only a few days back. He had just gotten into his car and prepared to drive home.

"I'll text you the minute I get there," he told you confidently. "Don't worry your pretty little head about anything."

"It's dark out there," you commented. "Just spend the night. I have some extra clothes you can borrow." Gently shooting down your offer, your brother squeezed your hand.

"See you later brat."

The next morning, you had received the call. The doctor from Jump City Health explained to you that (Brother) had passed away in surgery after collecting him from a car crash. Your entire world had shattered at the news. Your brother was no more. The man that you've known since birth, your role model, gone.

Clutching your blankets, you wrap them tightly around you, pretending they'll protect you from the pain.  

The moment you heard (Brother) was dead, you temporarily moved out of Beast Boy's room and into your old one so he wouldn't have to deal with your agony. Besides, you'd rather cry in peace rather than have someone spew empty words to console you.

As if to taunt your wishes, something softly banged on your door. "Y/N?" Garfield knocked on the door once more, his knuckles carefully brushing the metal doors.

"Yes?" You ask quietly, knowing he could hear you perfectly.

"Can I come in?"  

You're both silent for a long time.

Would it be right to let your boyfriend to see you in such a broken state? Nuzzling into your pillow, you let out a quiet sigh before nodding. "Go ahead."

Not wasting a second, the green adult quietly opened the door and slipped in. He held his gasp in once he took in how much pain you were really in.

"Hi baby," he whispered.

"Hi," you reply. You can see Garfield's disappointment at your lack of enthusiasm, but he quickly pushes it away.  

"Do you have room for one more?"

Glancing down, you slowly scoot over until your bed has space for another. Without another word, you turn on your side, your back now facing Garfield. Hiding his hurt, Gar went to slide in next to you until he came up with another idea.

Something gently pokes your side, followed by a slight weight. Curious to see what it was, you glance over your shoulder.

A dark green chicken sat on your side, quietly clucking once it caught your attention.

"What are you doing, stupid?" You ask tiredly. No response. In reply, Garfield carefully nuzzled your neck with his beak.

Hiding your want to roll your eyes, you turn over and sigh. The weight vanished.

Out of nowhere, something started making its way up your body. The culprit made himself known by sticking his scaly head out of your blanket.

"If I hadn't known that was you," you stare down the green boa, "I would have thrown you out of the window. Change into something else or I will do it."

With a nod, the snake quickly morphed into a small monkey.

Seeing a hint of a smile playing at the edge of your lips, Garfield squealed in happiness before maneuvering himself under your arms.

Finally rolling your eyes, you allow your boyfriend to cuddle against your chest. "What are you up to?" His only response was to press his tiny hand against your lips.

"You are a troublemaker," you told the green monkey quietly. "But you're adorable, so that makes it bearable." That had earned you a small chirp.

Despite the mood change, your thoughts drifted to (Brother). A tear slipped down your cheek, much to your boyfriend's alarm.

Garfield's hands quickly replaced themselves on your cheeks. His tiny thumbs wiped your tears away before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

"I'm sorry," you blubbered suddenly, letting your emotions take over you. "I'm sorry I can't control myself."

As more tears fell, Garfield motioned you to turn over. Obeying his silent command, you watch your boyfriend morph into his human form.

"Don't cry, please don't cry," he begged, holding you close. "I can't stand it when you cry. I can help you, but just please, stop."

"It hurts," you wail, clinging to his shirt. "It just hurts so much and I don't know what to do!"

Your chest rises and falls rapidly as you struggle to breathe. All your memories of (Brother) hit you at once, bringing another wave of tears.

"I'll help you through it," Garfield promised. "I'll be here to guide you through the pain and all the bullshit that tries to throw itself at you."

As you continue to sob and hiccup through your torment, Gar was right there, rubbing your back and offering you soothing words.

Once your tears had subsided and the grief had lessened, your boyfriend pressed a kiss into your forehead. "How are you feeling now?" He asked carefully.

Feeling? Losing your brother still left an ache in your bones, but it was bearable now. It was easy enough to swallow the tears and not completely break down.

"Better than I was before," you reply.

"Good." Garfield smiled happily as he brushed a stray lock of hair behind your ear. His gloves were gone, allowing you to feel his clawed fingers.  

Instead of pulling away, the superhuman ran his emerald digits down your cheek. His dagger-like nails carefully trail after the pads, slightly tickling your face.

"Thank you," you tell him quietly. He cocks his head in confusion.

"I'm just doing my job. No need to thank me."

Giving him your own smile, you take his hand from your face and bring it to your lips.  

"I have everything to thank you for."

Beast Boy present his new special suit (it vanishes during transformations and returns in human form, also can reduce to inconspicuous fingerless glove form) to reader, who is curious about it and explores it from all sites. Reader asks him many questions about suit, how it works, fits and feels. Gives ideas for improvements, like full-finger gloves (with retractable claws on fingertips, perhaps also claws on toe tips) and head mask (eye lenses to protect eyes from flashbangs and hypnosis, ear plugs that filter certain sounds out to avoid distraction through shrill sounds, nostril plugs to prevent distraction by pungent smells, mouthguard to avert teeth damage while fighting in human form, …).

Supportive Girlfriend ~ Boyfriend!Garfield Logan x Girlfriend!Reader

FIRST INBOX REQUEST! Also who knew giving your blog a refresh would lead to getting peoples attention! I should have done it a long time ago😂

Thank you lovely Anon for this request! I have been wanting to write a fic about Gar for a while, I just had no ideas!

SUMMARY: see request above ⬆️

WARNINGS: Mild mentions of nudity caused by supernatural abilities, generally fluffy, mild consensual body touching by reader, talk of ones body, typical couple moments/language, pet names, reader wearing a bathing suit while tanning.

The breeze was light and soothing against the hot San Francisco sun. The only noise that can be heard from the roof top deck of the Titians Tower is "Chiquita" by ABBA playing at a soft volume, and the crinkle of turning pages.

You were engrossed in your book, so engrossed that the hum of your phone going off went completely ignored. It took you going to change the song to realize your green-hair-boyfriend had left you a handful of messages, all in full capital letters, repeating your name and pet names to just "COME TO THE TRAINING ROOM RIGHT NOW!". Alarmed at first, you threw your bookmark into the book and placed it into your bag, along with your other belongings. The Black robe that matched your Bathing suit was thrown on and tied quickly.

As soon as the elevator hit the correct floor, you rushed into the training room. "What is going on?! is anyone hurt?!" you exclaimed with worry. You scan the room, with the mussel memory you accumulated over hours of training and missions.

"Babe you're here! I am sorry for worrying you, I'm so fucking hyped right now OH MY GOD!" Gar rambled. But before you could ask any questions. or even think of one, you hand was grabbed and pulled to a table close to the Hero costume side. Your eyes instinctually looking at yours before looking down at the table. "Okay, hold on let me get these gloves on!" he started putting on the left one, "you're going to LOVE this!". You were beyond confused at this point but kept silent.

"Ready babe?" Garfield asked, to which you nodded with a confused face. Gar balled his fists, flicked his wrists and the gloves expanded creating sleeves, shirt, pants and boots to finish it off. A lightbulb went off in your head, understanding what was going on.

You let out a gasp, "wait! Is this the suit you were talking about?!". Gar laughed, happy that you were on the same level of excitement. "YES! what do you think?!"

Walking around his body in a circle. you ran your hands over the soft and slightly textured fabric, feeling the hidden, high-tech amour that rendered you impressed. The suit looked seamless on his body. Hugging his toned, slightly slender body. You couldn't help the warmth that spread through your cheeks as a light blush appeared.

Let's just say the suit wasn't the only thing that looked good, it didn’t compare to how gorgeous and handsome he was.

Your mouth moved before you could even process your thoughts. Question after question spilled out, like you couldn't decide on which one to ask first. Your Beast Boy answered all of them, explaining each feature it currently possessed.

"One of the many benefits it has is that it stores all the DNA of my current animals, so I won't be left naked after we fight a bad guy." He also listed other elements like sound-proof soles, so it makes stealth missions so much easier to accomplish. "Gar-Gar, I am so proud of you! no wonder you insisted on waiting another 2 months to show me. Totally worth the wait." Your arms wrapped around his waist, giving him a warm and tight embrace, which was swiftly reciprocated.

"Do you have any recommendations? I am open to anything!" Gar rested his head on top of yours, and after a small conversation it was agreed to meet in your room to eat snacks, and discuss your recommendations.

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An hour and a half later you were both in pajamas, snacks scattered across your bed. In both of your laps rests your Titians supplied iPads, his for writing things down and yours for research.

"Okay, it's been enough time" You start, placing a taki into you mouth. "lets go through them to make sure they make sense"

"Agreed. So we've got: full-finger gloves for added protection and have the ability for my claw animals claws to come out.” Garfield listed, taking bites of his chocolate bar. “Hidden pockets to hold emergency items such as goggles, medical equipment ect ect. A panel on my left inner arm that reads my heart rate, and energy levels. A mask that I can use when in rooms with harsh chemicals, as well as protection when I can’t shape shift. Have we got them all?”

You responded with nods and an occasional ‘mhm’, going through the tabs you had open in Google. “You missed the belt with the micro bombs, and smoke bombs” you showed him the tab you had open to make sure he knew everything he needed to write down.

“Oh you’re correct! Thank you my love” he grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him, placing a soft but adoring kiss on your lips. You happily returned the kiss. “I love you” Gar moved to sit next to you, and your body moulded into the side of his body. You blushed again, “I love you MORE!”

“Want to watch ‘The holiday’?” You asked with a mischievous grin, knowing his exact response.

“AGAIN? We watched it 2 days ago!”

You both laughed happy to be together, and not have to worry about a mission. You put the movie on and continued to eat your snacks. The movie played, but that didn’t stop you guys from having small conversations, or making each other laugh.

You “annoyed” him with quoting every line, to which he threatened to change the movie. You grabbed the remote with a “try me” face, he started tickling your sides making you weak. He snatched the remote from your hand, and started running around the room. Stopping quickly he changed the movie to a random one, then ran out of your room with an evil cackle.

“GARFIELD FUCKING LOGAN! GET BACK HERE WITH MY REMOTE! I WILL NOT MISS THE SCENE, WHERE AMANDA FINALLY REALISES SHES IN LOVE WITH GRAHAM!”

As you ran down the hall, Jason was walking by. Most likely headed to his room. You zoomed past him, he looked confused before his brain put two and two together. “Same old shit, different fucking day” he mumbled while rolling his eyes.

The only sound that could be heard was the fading laughter of the cute couple and their loud and heavy footsteps.

All was normal, all was well.