Literature
Not A Thneed (The Once-ler X Reader)
The Once-ler whistled, flipping yet another pancake onto the plate that Tiny was holding. The Once-ler had been living here for a few years now; when his thneeds didn’t sell he decided to stay here instead of going back to his family.
He had friends here; the fish, the bears, the Lorax, and, of course, you.
Except that you weren’t really a friend, you were more of a girlfriend.
You had met in town where he had been trying to sell his thneed, and while you weren’t interested in buying it, you were interested in him.
He was adorable, with his slightly shaggy dark brown hair, and those bright blue eyes, and his slightly rou