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Gilded Constellations | (wolfstar x reader)

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Pairing: Wolfstar x Reade rWord Count: 7 K Warnings: None. Prompt: Where does your hear lay? Who does it belong to? This IS a wolfstar x reader fic, but it's incredibly slow burn. They won't start all dating each other until we're very deep into the story, but I promise the long wait will be worth it.

Chapter 26: Hooked on a feeling

Thursday, November 25th, 1976

As you walked back to the common room with your friends, Sirius didn’t let go of your hand at all. Remus, who had been the one with the idea, stood rather close to the two of you, and the rest also kept a close eye on you. Especially Peter who seemed to have been altered by the whole situation.

By the time you’d got to the common room you were a lot more relaxed, there was something about walking with your friends that just made you feel instantly better, even if you weren’t saying much. You easily realised how fast Remus had driven the subject of the conversation to something else, being backed up by Sirius who didn’t shut up about the new songs he’d gotten from his cousin Andromeda, it all had helped you order your thoughts better.

Yes, you hadn’t been paying attention to the strength of your spell, and yes, it had been quite strong, enough to push Evan back a couple of metres but not enough to really hurt him, it had probably stung like a bitch, but looking at things from a different perspective, he might have been more pissed because he lost, and because you had helped turn off the fire with your relashio, than he had been hurt by your spell. In fact, even if Seraphina had practically dragged him out of the classroom, he had been walking when he left.

And then you remembered the way he had laughed at your attempts to open the door of the shack and you almost thought he actually deserved it, even if your intention had never been to actually hurt him. And then you remembered Barty, and you knew he’d be absolutely pissed at you which had you shiver and inch just a little closer to Sirius.

He gave you a rather puzzled look, wondering what could have been going on in your mind before squeezing your hand comfortingly.

Eventually, you all ended up in the common room, Remus pulled out the food from his backpack and handed it over to you. They had picked sandwiches, sausages, bacon and a lot of other tasty, meaty treats. You almost laughed, they had noticed that you had been craving meat, and they had gone and picked probably every single thing with it on the meal.

When the girls had gone off to the library together, James, who had been sitting on the rug as he snuck some of the treats from your plate when he thought you weren’t looking, leaned in to ask “How did it go with Ricchie?”

You looked around for a second, making sure there was no one listening in, and responded “he’s on board, he said it’d be hard to convince the headless hunt.”

James smiled “knew you could convince him,” he said as he pulled back “You’re damn good at that.”

“I guess I am,” you smiled. quite pleased with yourself, “Does that mean I’m playing on Sunday?”

James laughed as he shook his head in disbelief “Don’t push your luck Vixi, you might be charming, but it depends on how you know what is looking by then.”

You huffed in response, and let yourself lean back in between Sirius and Remus as you took another sausage and started to munch on it “When will you go get the recipes?” You asked, turning to Remus.

“After dinner,” he said, “you think your talk with Nightshade will be done by then?”

You took a deep breath “I certainly hope it will… Oh, by the way, I found the perfect place to brew the potion…”

“Really, where?” Sirius asked casually.

“There’s a secret room near the Prefect Bathrooms, Richie showed me,” you started “It’s very small, kinda like a map room, with lots of forbidden books hidden in there, I assume Richie was as much of a trouble maker as you lot when he was alive…”

“Kinda like a map room?” he asked again, you had piqued his curiosity.

“You lot?! As if you weren’t included…” mumbled James.

You threw him a wink and turned back to Sirius “Well, it’s got a massive table in the centre, perfect for maps or large parchments and things like that,” you explained, “but I also saw a few potion things on the corner, I mean of course there’s no sink or anything like that, but I’m sure we can make do with what we have, it’s perfect! Completely away from prying eyes too. And you know people barely even cross that hallway anyway…”

“Well I guess you’ll show me your secret room and I’ll show you our secret map,” Remus said with a shrug.

“We’re showing her the map?” Peter asked.

James nodded “Indeed we are little Wormtail, it was an executive decision since she’s now an Honourable Marauder.”

“Wait! Really?” you asked, with a small gasp.

Sirius nodded, wrapping his arm over your shoulder, leaving his hand near your neck so as not to touch your wounded arm and smiled at you “You didn’t know?” he tsked.

You shook your head, “but it’s only natural, isn’t it? You know my secret now,” Remus said calmly.

“Lily does too,” you replied “And she’s not a-“

“And then there’s Vixen,” Peter said matter of factly, cutting you off mid-sentence.

“Aaaaand you’re going to do your first official Marauders Prank tomorrow,” Sirius finished.

“But… this- this feels like… It’s like being knighted or something…”

That got a chuckle from every single one of the boys, James stood up then, taking his wand in his hand, you looked at him puzzled when he extended his arm with his hand and placed it over your shoulder “Lady Vixen…” he started.

“What? Prongs you’re insane!”

“Shut up,” he said simply, and cleared his throat “Lady Vixen,” he repeated the same actions as before “I hereby declare you an honourable member of The Marauders,” he finished.

“As an official member, I ratify the decree,” Remus added.

“I ratify it a second time,” Peter added.

Sirius looked at you with a teasing smile “I don’t know about that…” he started but laughed mid-sentence when he saw the stares from all of his friends “All right… All right… I ratify the decree a third time, Kit’s one of us now.”

James smiled “Settled then, you can now know about the map.”

“Which map?” You asked, curiosity taking the best of you.

“Not yet,” Remus said “She’ll see it in due time.”

“Oh! You’re such a tease!” you said, leaning back in between Remus and Sirius again, crossing your arms over each other with a small pout, which just got Remus to chuckle, you looked way too adorable.

Then the clock chimed in “Dinner time,” Peter said with a smile.

James stood up “Sounds brilliant, I’m famished.”

“You’ve been eating my food since we got here,” you teased. He looked at you in shock, as if he was surprised he hadn’t been as sneaky as he thought he had been. The rest of the boys just laughed.

“No, I haven’t.” James said casually “must have imagined it.”

You just laughed at the seriousness he used to say it “So you’re saying I hallucinated it?”

James nodded “Indeed you have, perhaps we really should take you to Pomfrey.”

“All right Prongs, whatever you say,” you responded.

You separated from the boys when Marlene waved at you to sit right next to her, she wanted to ask you about learning to use confringo, and you spent the rest of the dinner discussing some advanced duelling spells with her, Beth, Lily and Mary had joined in the conversation a little later on and you discovered you all knew some spells the others didn’t.

“We should study them together,” Beth said “Find a quiet place and practice so we become better duelists.” Beth had joined the duelling club a couple of weeks before you had.

“I’d tag along with you girls,” Mary quipped “It’s always useful to know a thing or two about defending yourself, could help me brush up on my curses and hexes for next year’s N.E.W.T.S.”

“It’s a fantastic idea indeed,” Lily said “I say we do it.”

“Really?” You asked her a little surprised.

“Yeah, we could make our own little duelling club,” she said “Seems useful for the times we’re living in.”

Mary’s face turned a little sour. “I’d rather not talk about the times we’re living in.”

You were about to say something else when you felt a hand on your shoulder, you looked up and swallowed, it was Professor Nightshade, “Have you finished your meal?” she asked politely. You nodded in response. “Good, please follow me to my office.”

Lily gave you a worried look but you gave her a smile in return, whatever punishment she was going to give you, it couldn’t be too bad. “I’ll just take something for the way,” you told her, stood up and walked towards the boys, leaning in to grab an apple from the bowl right next to Remus “Where are we regrouping?" you whispered.

"Give me your hand," he said.

You turned to look at Nightshade, she was tapping her feet as she stood near the girls and looked, you swallowed, but instantly did as asked. Remus took your hand and placed a small, crescent moon bead that he took from his pocket, allowing his fingers to linger on your palm for a little too long before he spoke again.

"Keep it with you, we’ll find you."

You frowned, giving him a puzzled look, but turned back at Nightshade who looked like she was losing her temper and you nodded, Remus heard you say something like "Sorry Professor, I was looking for the right one," as you approached her with what he assumed was another one of those charming apologetic smiles of yours.

"You gave her your charm," Sirius said as he saw you go.

"So we can find her after the library," Remus responded, turning back to the other boy, "you ready?"

Sirius smirked "I’m always ready, Moons. But we need to get the cloak first."

"And the map," the other boy added. “Prongs and Wormtail will be working on the escape plan all night, you’ll join them and practise the spells afterwards, right?"

Sirius nodded in return, “You’ll stay with Vixen and prepare the potion,” he then hesitated for a second ��Ask her if she’s all right for me?” Remus gave Sirius a frown, and the blue-eyed boy took a deep breath, “She’s always at ease when you’re around, and for some reason, I feel like she would tell you if–”

Remus shook his head “–She wouldn’t.”

“No, but I’m sure, you even told me about that time after practice that-“

“–Pads.” Remus said calmly “She’s not going to tell me shit, not this time.”

“But–“

“-It’s because it was me,” the taller boy explained. “She won’t say shit because I was the one to scratch her, I’m the reason she’s hurt.”

“That’s not fair,” Sirius countered, “You didn’t mean to, she knows it.”

“And that’s exactly why she wouldn’t tell me if she was off,” Remus sighed “She doesn’t want me to feel bad about it, and I don’t want to make her uncomfortable by making her lie.” Yeah, Remus knew what it was like to lie to his friends about the way he was feeling, he knew what it was like to feel the need to do it as if not to worry them, he didn’t want you to go through that, especially since he had been the one to hurt you in the first place.

Sirius sighed, leaning against the table, holding his head up with his hands, his beautiful curls cascading around his face and spilling between his fingers. Remus stared, almost enthralled by the beauty of his friend before speaking again.

“She knew, you know?” he said suddenly.

“She knew what?” Sirius asked, pulling his head up to look at Remus straight in the eyes.

“She knew I was a werewolf,” the boy admitted. “When she arrived at the Shack and cranked the door open, she was relieved to see me for a whole of like 60 seconds before she realised how screwed she was.”

“But how?!” the blue-eyed boy asked, confused.

“At first I thought it had been you–“ Remus admitted.

“I would never!”

“I know,” Remus agreed “But you can’t blame me for thinking it a possibility, especially with how close you are to each other.”

“But you should know I would never, especially after the-“

“–I know.” Remus cut him off, a little sharper now, he did not want to talk about the prank.

“Then how did she find out?”

“She guessed it,” Remus said with a tight lip smile, surprise and unbelievability spilling from his voice. Had Sirius not been paying attention to how attractive his friend looked with that smile on his face perhaps he would have realised the way Remus had said it sounded an awful lot like someone who had a crush “She said it was in the infirmary, last full moon.”

Sirius almost winced “After the ring incident…”

“I highly doubt it was just the ring incident,” Remus reassured, “Anyway, my point is… she knew, and she didn’t tell anyone about it. She didn’t ask me, she didn’t ask you. All because she didn’t want to put us in an awkward position.”

Sirius sighed, slumping his shoulders as he did “She’s a considerate idiot.”

Remus laughed and nodded. After a couple of seconds of silence, he tilted his head just a little, effectively getting Sirius’ attention back on him. As much as he hated to admit it, he loved it when Sirius looked at him like that. “Let’s get the cloak then…” he said with a mischievous smile.

“Let’s get the cloak,” Sirius responded with an equally mischievous grin.

You had been the one to enter her office first, Nightshade trailing behind just to shut the door as she entered the room and walked towards her chair. She must have been just as tall as you, regardless, she carried herself in a way that made you feel smaller, almost intimidated, perhaps it had to do with how beautiful she was. You remember feeling like the time you met Walburga a couple of years ago, Nightshade had the same imposing aura, except she carried a hint of peacefulness to her, rather than the unhinged chaos that hid behind Walburga’s eyes.

You swallowed as she continued walking all the way to her desk, she didn’t walk behind it though, she instead leaned back on it, elegance unmatched, “Miss (Y/LN).”

You didn’t say a word, instead, you nodded in acknowledgement, letting her know you were listening even if your voice refused to come out.

“You must know why I brought you here.”

“Because I used a very strong, downright almost-illegal hex on Evan Rosier.”

She laughed, a graceful laugh that you were not expecting to hear “That’s not why you’re here.”

“I’m sorry?! I thought you would– I thought I was here because… if it’s not that, then why?”

“Take a guess,” she said with a playful smile. You weren’t sure if you were intimidated by it or not.

“Because of the classes I missed? I’m sorry about that, it was really something unexpected and I–“

“That’s not it either.”

“Then I– I don’t understand–“

“How’s your shoulder?” She asked casually.

“It’s a lot better,” you said before you turned to look at her in shock. “How did you…”

“You’re not the only one that’s friends with the ghosts darling,” she said. “Come over, let me check it.”

You did as told, unbuttoning your blouse for her to inspect your wound “Is that why I’m here?” you asked as she carefully unrolled the bandage.

“Damocles Belby came to me on Tuesday, knocking on the door very early in the morning,” she started, “he said you had gone to the forbidden forest to get an ingredient for a potion, and that you hadn’t returned when you told him you would,” you winced as her hand graced over one of the injured sections “he told me what he wanted and why he wanted it for. I knew in an instant either Remus had told you about his condition or that you had guessed yourself.”

“You know about–“

“Of course I do. I’m the teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts. I was informed the moment I got here.”

“And Dumbledore just told you?!” you scoffed, sounding a little more offended and angry than you intended.

She chuckled in return, “We go way back,” she said with a small smile “Either way, when you didn’t get to class I started to worry,” she continued “But I went over to check on Remus on the infirmary and he was calm enough, I knew he hadn’t hurt you, or at least that he hadn’t hurt you lethaIIy.”

“If you knew I was hurt, then why did you put me in a duel against Evan?”

“I didn’t think either of you would go as hard as you did on each other,” she admitted “and I wanted to know if you really were hurt.”

“Is that why you placed your hand over my shoulder and helped me up?”

“You almost had me fooled,” she admitted “I would have bought your act had it not been for the reactions of your friends.”

A small smile played on your lips, you were proud.

“You’re a strong one Miss (Y/LN),” she said as she inspected the wound “Whoever did the healing, is incredible at it,” she said casually “I’ve never seen a werewolf infringed wound looking so good after such little time.”

You didn’t say a word which just got another small smile from her. She liked that you wouldn’t speak, it showed your strength of character and stubbornness.

“Fine then, do not tell me,” she added as she started wrapping the bandage again “You know it will scar, right?”

“Yes…” you responded.

“And you don’t care?” she pressed.

You turned to her, holding her stare as you clenched your jaw, what kind of question is that?, you thought. “I don’t,” you said simply, “If it had been anyone else perhaps I–“You stopped yourself from talking, she did not need to hear your inner monologue. “Why am I here?” you asked as you pulled back and started buttoning your blouse back up.

“Because I wanted to know something…”

“And that is?”

“Tell me, do you believe in bIood purity?”

“That’s a bunch of bullshit,” you said simply.

She didn’t react, her face plain “Bold of you to say, when you come from a pure-bIood family.”

“It’s because I come from one that I know it’s bullshit, I know wizards twice as good as me that are not purebloods.”

She hummed, “I don’t think many wizards can be twice as good as you.”

“You can think whatever you like,” you spat, you had always liked Professor Nightshade, admired her even, but you didn’t like the way she was speaking right now, it made you wary.

“I like your bite,” she informed. “You could be really useful, you know...”

“For who?”

She smiled at the way you had asked, so forward “I can teach you,” She said, “Personal classes, one-on-one, I can make you the best duelist to ever walk out of this school…”

“And at what cost?”

“You don’t beat around the bush, do you?”

“I have places to be, things to do, friends to see, don’t you?”

She laughed, diverted at how serious you were being “Dumbledore.” You blinked a couple of times after she spoke. “You’d be working for Dumbledore.”

You looked at her, pupils moving fast as you thought about what she said “You’re not recruiting me for my talent,” you said then “you want me for my name, for my father’s contacts.”

“Nothing slips past you, does it?” she said with a smile “but I wouldn’t be talking to you if you weren’t talented.”

You squared your shoulders but didn’t say a thing.

“So… What do you say?”

Remus and Sirius had gotten the cloak and were already halfway through the passageways that would lead them to the library. Once they were about to get into the hallway, Sirius pulled the cloak from his backpack and handed it over to Remus, who, since he was the taller of the two, was almost always the one to accommodate it.

Back when they were smaller it was way easier to get inside the cloak, in fact, the four boys would do it often, and they had no issues fitting in and still being completely invisible. The last time they tried to do it, no matter how close they stood to each other, someone’s shoes ended up being visible. That’s why they resorted to going two at a time, knowing full well that three was their max.

Remus took the cloak and unfolded it in a swift motion, wrapping it around Sirius and himself in a movement that he had done so many times before that it made him look as elegant as a professional muggle magician wrapping his beautiful assistant for a trick.

Sirius looked up at him with a teasing smile as he finished adjusting the cloak, “Let’s go then.”

The two boys walked outside of the hole in the wall and walked alongside each other with practice ease. Remus was awful close to Sirius under the cloak, it was one of the reasons he’d almost always volunteer to go when he did, even if he was feeling off, hanging out with the boy always made him feel better. Either because of the jokes he’d cracked or because of the sheer excitement of just being close to him.

Sirius heard a sound and stopped abruptly, placing a hand over his mouth to silently indicate to him to keep quiet. Remus, who was not expecting the sudden movement, collided with him, his nose almost crashing into Sirius’ head. He got a whiff of his scent, the one of pine trees, musk and a tinge of leather that you loved so much and he had to shut his eyes close to try and regain his stance. Sirius had no clue the effect he had on people. Or perhaps he did know the effect he had on people, since he often used it to his advantage, he just didn’t know the effect he had on Remus. After a second, the boy nodded and the two continued walking, once they had successfully gotten into the restricted section of the library, Remus took the cloak off the two of them.

Sirius leaned closer, placing his hand on Remus’ shoulder to prompt his friend to bend down, when Remus obliged, he tilted his head towards the boy, his long locks brushing against Remus’ shoulder and cheeks. And while Remus was used to this, Sirius was touchy, he’d always been, and he probably always would be, it didn’t stop the shiver that went down his spine when Sirius finally whispered in his ear “Let’s split, I’ll find the potions book, you find the charms one.”

When Sirius finally pulled back, his hand still on Remus’ shoulder, the boy nodded “Keep the cloak,” he suggested “My disillusionment charm is better.”

Sirius arched his eyebrows, diverted. “You should see Vixen’s, she was never spoiled with James’ invisibility cloak like you and I.”

“Bet hers is even better,” Remus said and gave Sirius a wink before casting the spell and becoming almost imperceptible to Sirius. He blinked a few times, staring at nothing for a couple of seconds before he turned around to look for the book. But as he did, he couldn’t help but replay Remus’ wink and smile in his head, he wasn’t sure he’d ever seen that expression on his friend’s face. Or perhaps he had seen it, he’d just never observed it properly. And it had certainly never lingered in his head like it had that day.

But he shook those weird thoughts off and went straight to look for the book, using his wand to light the names of the tomes as he looked through the different potion books available. He skipped through Potionology: Crafting Magic in a Bottle and Secrets of the Cauldron. There had to be something wrong with the way the books in the section were ordered since none of them followed the standard alphabetical order arrangements normal bookshelves had.

He considered using Accio to get the book he was looking for, but it hadn’t worked last time, and most of the restricted section books had anti-summoning charms since they had to be kept away from most students’ hands. So he instead kept looking, making his lumus just a little more powerful so he could see a bit more of the books at the same time.

Remus was on the far left corner of the room, looking through the charm books to try and find the right one when he heard a noise coming from the other side of the library. It had been faint, so faint that he wouldn’t have noticed it, had it not been because of his acute hearing. Sometimes being a monster came with its perks.

He knew the sound was far away, so far that it wouldn’t be a problem for either of them if it didn’t get closer, so he kept his ears perked as he continued to look for the book. It didn’t take him much, since he knew exactly what he had been looking for. In fact, they had borrowed that same book a couple of times before, and it had a rather distinctive bright red cover, with shiny black details, it was almost impossible to miss. He took it out from its spot on the bookshelf, being careful not to make as much noise as he did, and then he placed it in his bag.

But that’s when he heard it, the sound from earlier had been steps. Steps that were approaching them pretty damn fast. Remus looked around, trying to find Sirius, and the boy was still looking for the book with his wand brightly lit, completely unaware of the sounds that were so clearly drumming in Remus’ ears. “Fuck,” he whispered as he started speed walking towards his friend.

Thud, thud, thud, the steps echoed ominously, growing closer and faster with each passing moment. Remus increased his peace, trying to get to Sirius before whoever was stepping closer to them did.

Remus looked around, trying to find him, and he was still looking for the book with his wand brightly lit, completely unaware of the approaching danger. Thud, thud, THUD, it was getting closer, so close Remus had to improvise.

He grabbed the cloak and repeated the same motion he had done earlier, wrapping it around the two of them in a second, but not measuring his strength, he ended up pressing Sirius against the bookshelf, the boy was about to protest, but Remus heard the steps getting even closer, so he placed one hand on Sirius’ mouth and the other one, he wrapped around the light still coming from the boy’s wand.

Sirius was shocked at first. It’s not that it was weird for Remus to stand so close to him, in fact, the line of personal space had been rather blurry between them for the longest time –especially with how handsy Sirius was all the time– but this was different. The way Remus was pressing onto him reminded him an awful lot of the way he pressed himself onto you sometimes. Sirius almost panicked, breath hitched in his throat when he turned his icy blue eyes to Moony’s face.

He was towering above him, breath steady as he looked to the side, head slightly tilted as he listened on. The footsteps were finally becoming audible for Sirius as well, but even if he was hearing them, he wasn’t quite registering them, he was too busy staring at Remus. He swallowed, focusing his eyes on Remus’s lips for a second before turning back to his eyes, feeling panic at the thoughts surging through his head.

For the first time in a while, Sirius was completely frozen in place, not knowing exactly what to do in a situation like this. He wondered if Prongs had been the one doing the same thing, what would’ve been his reaction. How different would it have been from the reaction he’d given Wormtail? What if it was you?

Remus, who had been focusing on the steps rather than on the way he had trapped Sirius between his arms, seemed to finally understand the position he had placed his friend in. But even if he could feel most of Sirius’s chest against his own, and how their legs were almost intertwined with each other, he had to focus on the situation at hand. Luckily Remus was resourceful enough to be able to focus on one thing at a time, and right at that moment, the approaching steps seemed to be a priority.

The sound was so close now, even Sirius managed to free himself from the trance and turned his eyes to the creak of the metal door being opened. It was Professor Spellman, Remus realised. The man strolled in casually and started looking through the shelves with the light of a small kerosene lantern.

When he got closer to the place where both boys stood, Remus pressed himself a little closer to Sirius, their heads so close Sirius could feel Monny’s breath on his ear. He could also feel the soft rise and fall of his friend’s chest against his own. For some reason the image of Remus’ pirate costume came to his mind, how both you and him had tried to fix his collar when Remus stepped away and took some distance. Remus certainly didn’t seem to care about the closeness now.

Remus could feel Sirius’ curls tickling his cheeks, and he could also feel the way Sirius’ breath had caught in his throat. He could sense out the scent of his shampoo, and he also smelled a little of you. No, your smell was all over Sirius just like Sirius’ smell was almost always all over you. It was an absolutely intoxicating mix, downright bewitching. So much so that he almost leaned closer to bury his head on Sirius’ neck when he realised what he was doing and leaned to the side instead, pretending like he was just looking at Spellman.

Sirius eventually let go of the initial shock, and even if his heart was pounding against his chest, he managed to maintain a slow, regular breathing pattern, as if not to call the attention of Spellman. He had practice already, he’d been in one too many dangerous and exciting situations, being just about to get caught wasn’t foreign to him. What was foreign, is how weird being so close to Remus made him feel.

Which is why he did the only thing he knew worked in situations like that, and he decided to make a joke of his feelings and thoughts instead of dealing with them. He vividly remembered his own reaction to you doing this to him, he wanted to see if Remus would keep his composure if he did the exact same thing.

Sirius Black might give me a heart attack, Remus thought as he felt the way the blue-eyed boy shifted around. And then, all of a sudden, he felt it; wet and sticky, did he just fucking lick my hand? Remus wondered. But decided he might have imagined it. Except he felt it a second time around. He frowned, turning around to see if Spellman was still close, when he realised he was just far enough, he tightened his grip around the boy’s mouth “Sirius. Behave!” Remus berated in a low demanding voice.

Not Pads, not Siri, but Sirius, your boyfriend realised as his breath hitched in his throat yet again. The way Remus Lupin had said that straight up sent a shiver down his spine. He gulped and obediently shut his mouth.

Remus, on the other hand, was really trying to maintain his steady breath. Even, as he felt his heart hammering against his chest. It was so loud to him, he wondered if Spellman could hear it because Sirius had to be hearing it. At least he could chuck it to the brink of almost being caught. Eventually, the professor grabbed a book and walked outside.

When the thumps of his footsteps sounded far enough, he finally pulled his hand from Sirius’ mouth, looking at the boy straight in the eye as he continued breathing heavily. He pulled back as well, finally letting the space normal friends would keep when hanging around each other. Sirius almost missed the closeness, no he did miss the closeness, which was even worse.

“You got the book?” Remus asked before either of them could say something weird. Sirius shook his head and the two of them started to look for the book. Both still under the cloak, both still so dangerously close to each other that, had any of the two wanted, they would have been able to bask in each other’s warmth. But both kept their distanc, both too scared of what the other might have been thinking.

“It’s here,” Sirius said as he pulled the book from the shelf “The Alchemist’s Grimoire, right?”

Remus nodded, “Let’s get out of here.”

You were walking back to the common room when you felt someone’s hand on your arm, yanking you towards their chest. You didn’t have to even look to know it had been Sirius. His cologne filling your nostrils the moment you were wrapped inside the cloak, “So you did find me,” you said turning to Remus, who was also under the cloak, he was placing a piece of parchment behind him, tucking it in between his pants and sweater.

“How was the talk? You’ve got detention?” Sirius asked, moving you to stand right in between the two of them. You felt a little squeezed and thought it was weird since normally Sirius would just stand behind you, but shrugged it off.

“No,” you said “She actually wanted to train me,” you explained “She said I could make a fine duelist.”

“She’s not wrong,” Remus said simply. You turned to him with eyebrows raised “What? We all saw the way you quashed Evan.”

“That wasn’t… never mind, how was your incursion in the library?” you asked, drifting the subject away. Both boys tensed up, you probably wouldn’t have noticed, but you were quite literally pressed in between the two “That bad?”

“Spellman,” Remus said, “He walked inside while we were still looking, we had to stay very still under the cloak for a long while.”

“Oh, must have been fun,” you joked with a teasing smile, but neither of them reacted, which had you side-eye the two with a bit of a frown.

“You bet,” Remus responded after a rather long silence. You frowned, something was definitely off between the two. Did they fight? And if they did, over what? you thought, even if “fight” wasn’t exactly the vibe you were getting.

The three of you continued walking for a while, “this is my stop,” Sirius said suddenly, the three of you stopped walking, and Sirius placed his hand on your shoulder to guide you closer to the entrance of the passageway he’d take back to the dorms.

“This is for you,” Remus said as he pulled out the charms book from his shoulder bag, Sirius took it and gave him the other book in return. You observed their interactions with squinted eyes, they were both a little stiff, robotic. Especially Sirius, actually, it might have just been Sirius, Remus did look a little fazed but he always did after the full moon, and it had barely been a couple of days since the incident either way.

“Mind if I steal her for a minute?” Sirius said as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside the passage along with him. You gave Remus a questioning look and he just shrugged, allowing Sirius to basically pull you all the way to the other side, letting the tapesry to fall back into place, giving you both just enough privacy.

You managed to barely give Sirius a look before he had you pinned against the cold stone wall and leaned into you. You didn’t even have a chance to gasp before he swallowed the sound by clashing his mouth into yours. Sirius hadn’t kissed you that hungrily since, perhaps a couple of days ago when you were still craving meat above anything else, but even back then, it had been you the one that had started the kiss. The one time he had kissed you, remotely like that, had perhaps been at the Halloween Party…

You knew something was up, but you couldn’t help but melt into the kiss either way, perhaps he was just too stressed after almost being caught and he wanted a way to find release. And no, using you as a relief of stress was not at all making you feel bad, in fact, you kind of enjoyed being able to help him, to anchor him.

Sirius pushed even closer to you, sliding his knee in between your legs as he placed both hands on your face, angling it however he pleased, you let him, in fact, you enjoyed it. The way he kissed you made you feel giddy and excited and almost weak on the knees. You wrapped your hands around his neck, using him as support as you brushed your fingers on the nape of his neck. He responded by pressing his hips to you, probably involuntarily, but you had noticed he absolutely loved it when you placed your fingers there, under his beautiful black locks, so you did it when you wanted a reaction from him.

He accidentally brushed your wounded shoulder, and you winced, “Sorry,” he mumbled, separating from your mouth for just enough to be able to say the words and going straight back to kissing you, letting his hands wrap around your waist instead. You didn’t realise until much later that Sirius had not once, in the many times he kissed you after you got hurt, been so careless with his kisses, so needy.

But you didn’t care, you couldn’t care, really. Not with the way he had you pressed against the stone wall, not with the way he had his lips moving around yours in such a demanding way, not with the way he smelled. And boy, did he smell fucking delicious that day. It was his normal cologne, the smell of musk and leather, but there was something else in the mix too, something you couldn’t quite place. Or perhaps it was something that your brain just didn’t want to place, since it was Remus. What you were smelling, the one thing that was different had been there just because of the way Moony had pressed Sirius against the wall. But you didn’t know, and there was no way you realised either way. Not with the way Sirius’s kiss made your mind foggy.

When he finally broke the kiss, the two of you were panting, and he started placing soft, butterfly kisses all over your face. He looked at you with a lovesick smile “You’re stunning, you know that?” he asked.

You blushed, as if it was possible to blush even more than you already had, but you somehow managed to sober up from the kiss and placed your hand on his cheek, he keened to the touch, still with a smile as he looked at you with those beautiful icy-blue eyes of his, shining brightly in the dark room “Are you okay Puppy?” you asked, a small smile forming in your face.

Sirius’ smile faltered for only a second, as if he had remembered something and he nodded “More than perfect,” he smirked, “especially after that kiss.” His tone had changed, he was flirting, he was distracting you.

You averted your gaze, sometimes you were weaker to his advances, sometimes his flirting affected you a lot more than normally, even if you should’ve already gotten used to it. But there was something still bothering you in the back of your head and you turned back to look at him, “Are you sure?”

Sirius smiled at your concern, but also because whatever had him feeling so off minutes earlier, was gone, you were there, and he wanted to kiss you, not Moony, but you. So whatever that had been, must have been a spur-of-the-moment thing, he was utterly and irrevocably in love with you, which meant there was no way he liked Remus. Because you couldn’t like two people at the same time, that was impossible… right?

“Absolutely,” he said, placing another one of those quick wet kisses, this time to your lips, “Moony’s waiting outside for you luv, aren’t you planning to go?”

You tilted your head, a small scoff slipping from your lips “You’re the one that cornered me in the dark hallway Puppy.”

He hummed as he tilted his head “You want another kiss don’t you, little Kit?” he teased after hearing the nickname.

You shrugged, ignoring the pain from your shoulder and leaned in to whisper in his ear “Maybe later lover boy, we’ve got work to do,” you said in what you hoped was a seductive tone before leaning in and placing a soft kiss in his mouth. Seconds after you disappeared through the curtain.

Sirius looked at you, frozen in place again, mouth agape as he saw the tapestry shut behind you. He swallowed, face stoic once more, the way you had whispered in his ear, had reminded him an awful lot of the way Remus had earlier, softer, almost like a purr rather than a demanding bark, but both had felt as intimate as the other. Both equally shiver inducing.

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postmoe · 1 month

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more wise x reader smutty content pretty pls 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I was gonna do red rooms Wise but I change my mind and it's dentist Wise now. I will try and get red rooms out though I want to talk about it I just need my brain to do the thing.

gn reader but you are wearing a skirt and panties. (kinda) somnophilia, anaesthetic, non-con, oblivious reader

Yandere Dentist Wise who has his favourite patient and can be very strict with them.

He's a very happy dentist most of the time but he knows when you haven't been flossing.

"Just look at these molars! Don't tell me you've been giving up half way? Your premolars aren't looking too great either..."

It's clear you're trying your best, and since Wise is such an affordable dentist, it really urges you to care about your dental health more than you could have ever afforded to before.

First things first: to clean everything up. He takes x-rays, does a general wash, and discusses where to go and what to do from here.

"You... You want to put me to sleep?" You ask on the fourth visit. At first it was going to be a general anaesthetic, but, now he wants to change the whole program.

His large hand gently caresses yours as you sit anxiously in the chair, his smile sincere, "You have absolutely nothing to worry about, (Y/n). It'll be easier for me to do what I need to do, and we can get more done in one session than needing to split it up more than we have to. You trust me, don't you?"

And you do, you really, very do trust Wise. Your mouth has never felt better, the little discomforts you weren't even aware you had were now non-existent.

So you let him do what he needs to do. You turn up to your appointment, you let him get you settled in the chair, mask over your face and having you relax. His thumb gently strokes the curve of your cheekbone as your eyes flutter close and you're finally at his mercy.

Oh, how he treasures this moment. Camera angled, clothes dishevelled, and your chair leaned back so your mouth can readily take his aching cock.

Your throat is so relaxed, you barely make any choking sounds, only little whines here and there that he prays his audio will get - which it will.

His hand encompasses your throat as it bulges with his cock, going so deep and constricting yourself around it. His eyes roll back and he focuses on the way your limp, velvety tongue just lets him jut wetly into you.

He can't come down your throat, not when you're under aesthetic right? No, he won't. He values you too much to risk you dying on his seed, even if that does sound kinda hot to the psychopath.

So he pulls out and shudders as thick, white ropes string over your lashes, nose, lips and over your neck.

Your breathing makes your chest rise, deeper inhales now that he wasn't obstructing you.

Eye half-lidded, he sits on his little wheelychair and comes to your side, puckering your come-stained lips and kissing you with the fervour of a madman.

Fuck, you're absolutely delicious and you have no idea what kind of spell you've put on him.

His cock twitches again and he checks the time. Yes, one more round. He adjusts your chair so that when he sits by your legs, he's able to lift your skirt and dig his nose into your heated panties.

There's a little wet patch forming, only growing when his tongue starts licking you and he sucks on the fabric around your tasty sex, all while his cock is being fisted in his hand.

By the time you wake, you're clean and numb enough that you don't suspect anything. Wise tells you he just wants to do one more check before you go, make sure the stitches are still stable inside your mouth.

You think nothing of it, groggily letting his access your open face. His fingers move your tongue around, your cheeks, poking at teeth.

What really causes the blush on his face is the way your throat has nicely bruised from the beating of his cock. He can see right down it and the swelling, purple-hues of the muscle are enough to make him leak in his pants.

He did that. He fucked your mouth so good that now he can visually see the success. He can't help the victorious look he gives to the micro camera in the light above you, sensually dragging his finger over your tongue once more before retreating.

As you fix your clothes, giving extra attention to the weird skew of your skirt, he takes his gloves off and gives you a satisfied smile, "I'll see you in two weeks to remove the stitches! Take care, darling~"

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mya-jaa5 · 3 months

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my affection

part tew

As you walk out the bathroom smelling good and freshly washed up, you take a good look around your surroundings, and realize you’ve never been here before… you’ve been to scaramouche house before, he told you his mother wanted to meet you and invited you to dinner with them… but last minute she called and said she couldn’t make it. you wondered if scaramouche cared she couldn’t make it, he didn’t seem phased but you still enjoyed dinner with him…

but this wasn’t his mother home… what is this place? as you walk down stairs in your socks, trying to quietly get down stairs, not wanting to alert him.

his place was pretty beautiful, Scaramouche was rich, you knew it too. but this was almost like- bigger than a normal house…. and you don’t remember Scara telling you he had another place… maybe this is someone else’s? No then he wouldn’t have told you that you have to stay…

you make it to the hall way and see there’s a cracked door shining light, so you go into a that room, and you found the dinner table, the two plates of food was already placed, he made lasagna with garlic bread and a mini spinach salad. it was a small square table, meaning you’d be super close to him… and currently you don’t want to be next to him.

you stare at the food and suddenly someone comes in startling you, you look up and see it’s a… butler? He was holding two wine cups filled a little above halfway…

He looked surprised seeing you, but didn’t say anything. If anything he immediately turned his gaze down, he quickly set down the cups at their designated place, and left back to the kitchen you assume, you can also hear clinking in that room he disappeared to, you wanted to check what’s in there, slowly walking up to that door… But..

“How was your bath? I hope you feel relaxed after it, i definitely do” Scaramouche saids, stretching one of his arms.

You stop walking towards the kitchen and turn around to face him looking irritated, you guys are kinda far from each other currently.

“What is all this.”

You say straightforwardly.

He looks at the table, then the food, then back at you.

“It’s for you, it’s clearly a dinner? Did you forget i told you about this before i left the bathroom?”

You started getting annoyed.

“I know what you said, i meant is this to try and win me over? To get me to forgive you? It wont happen.”

Scara chuckles and walks up to you.

“You know you gotta calm down, think of this as a kind act… I did this all the time anyways, what’s so different from now?”

He places his hands on both your shoulder and squeezes it a little.

“Loosen up y/n… Your hungry aren’t you? You’ve been asleep for a while since you passed out.”

You were gonna say something before scaramouche suddenly grabbed your hand and pulled you to the table, sitting you down to the chair next to his. You sat up a little to try and change your seat to across the table, but he grabs your arm, harshly.

“Where are you going?”

Scara said sharply, he didn’t need you trying to get away from him.

“I’m gonna… Sit across from you.”

He looks you up and down like he was judging you.

“No just sit here, your already sitting anyways. Don’t make this difficult”

He finished his statement and let go of your arm…

What? Almost like he threatened you…

But you decided to stay silent, he’s crazy enough to kill you parents over a guy you were only texting….

You picked up your fork and look at your dinner, you can’t lie it looks really good… So you dip your fork into the lasagna first. Bringing it to your mouth and biting it to the food… Very tasty… The flavors were amazing, everything was perfect, you ate the garlic bread and the salad too, you didn’t realize how hungry you were.

“You look like your enjoying your food… I know you don’t want to speak to me but… Since your living here you have to abide to my rules”

He watches you eat your food peacefully.

ofc he has rules…

You continue to eat your food not really giving him a glance. Sorts giving him attitude.

“Look at me while i’m talking to you”

He suddenly snapped.

You wanted to sigh but, you only looked up at him so he can finish what he has to say, so you can continue eating, but his face slightly softens once you looked at him.

He clears his throat.

“y/n… let’s make a toast.”

Slightly confused you look at your wine cup, and take it into your hand bringing close to you.

“What are you toasting”

“We… are toasting to… New beginnings, to a fresh start, a new lifestyle, us, and forever…”

He raises his glass towards yours to toast with you, you wondered what would happen if you didn’t click your cup with his but, let’s not find out.

You clink your glass cup with scaramouche, and he smiles before drinking his wine. You drink yours as well tasting nothing but bitterness, which your still not used too. Now you feel like your fully in this, like there’s no turning back, it’s almost like he made you promise to him… Without you saying anything at all, you wondered if life was better like this, not like you would ever have to worry financially… But that’s just the bright side…

You shared few words to each other and you finished your food, you look over at scaramouche who barely ate his food.

“you barely ate”

“oh? Don’t worry about it i ate before you woke up… why you worried about me?”

He smirks, teasing you.

“No- It was just a question nothing further than that”

scaramouche glares at you but it goes away.

“I’m glad you ate, are you tired?”

You pounder your answers

“um no not yet… What time is it?”

Scaramouche looks at the clock

“it’s 1:23am”

It was pretty late… But you weren’t that tired, you caught up on all your sleep while passed out so..

“Wheres my phone?”

He looks at you then nonchalantly says

“i threw it away. you don’t need it, i don’t need you calling people for help, or reminiscing the past, the past is over with get over it.”

he saids sharply…

Your world shatters once you hear that, he threw your phone away? Your phone that had all your memories of your friends… Your parents… And everything to not be bored on your phone… All taken away in one night. It’s not like you can’t live without your phone, sometimes you restrict yourself from using it to spend your time doing something useful, but this just feels like being grounded or something.

“Its… Gone for good?”

Scaramouche sighs

“Yes it’s gone, don’t worry about it, we have tv, cable, streaming services, anything you want.”

You deeply sigh, you won’t let him see your tears again for that night… You wipe your mouth with a napkin and look at your empty plate.

Scara then suddenly gets up from his seat.

“Lets go now, we’ll watch a movie, then go to sleep, come.”

_____

He grabs your hand gently and pulls your from your seat, then leading you to the living room. While you followed behind, as expected the walk there was beautiful, looking at everything

once in the living room he sat down and pulled you down on the couch as well, the lights were all off and only the that shined light was the tv.

“Any recommendations?”

As you were about to recommend a movie he looked away from you and started looking for a movie.

“Never mind, you don’t get to choose”

He always did that, it was a habit of his to see you get your hopes up, just for them to go down because of him… You never took it wholeheartedly tho, it was a clear joke.

You go to get a cover that’s on the side of the couch to put over your legs. while it seems like scara had a movie already planned out. You slightly sit away from him so your not directly touching him. He doesn’t seem to notice as he stares at the tv.

This was normal for you guys, you’ve watched a few movies or shows with just him, but it’s does feel a little different now… But you still had your old tendencies, you were used to this.

(He played “Under Paris”)

The movie starts playing after the intros, as it plays your just focused on it, he picked a good movie. The actors are good looking, and you were invested. You give out slight reactions during the movie which oblivious to you scara was watching, mainly you, how could he choose a great movie and not watch it?

He took the other end of the blanket that was covering your legs and also covered his legs, moving slightly closer to you.

“This movie pretty good huh?”

You mumbled a slight “Yeah..”

Since your still mad at him.

Scara smiled a little and hugged you, really out of no where it even surprised you

You tried to pull away.

“Scara stop you already touched me in the bathroom.”

you said.

“Its simple affection y/n.”

You don’t tend to get overwhelmed easily, but you do when things don’t go your way, your a bit selfish, but wasn’t he too after kidnapping you?

“Stop scara- Your being annoying”

You were able to say this, because you’ve told him this many times while together, you didn’t think much of it, you easily brushed it off but…

Suddenly his voice got really deep and sounded angry, he pulls away and looks straight at you.

“Excuse me? What the fuck is your issue y/n? Do you have a problem with me?”

He said angrily.

“Y/n your acting as if all this between us just disappeared, you left me for like 3 weeks?? You basically disrespected me.”

“…What? i disrespected you?? I literally stayed by your side even when you made me not go out with my friends-“

Scaramouche cuts you off.

“And? What your saying you didn’t enjoy it? It’s not like i told you to drop them, I took you out on dates, i spoiled you with gifts, stop acting like you never liked it.”

You can’t lie that month where he suddenly got super possessive was a little fun, sure he always stole you from your friends, but you got to talk to him, and spend time with him. I guess him taking more time to focus on both of yours relationship did build the bond a bit stronger…

“i was just taking our relationship to the next step, but nooo i’m sooo possessive and soo controlling, you had to break up with me. I put all my focus on us…”

he saids the last part darkly…

he stands up and walks away from you but still in the room.

“If you don’t understand, i’ll make you understand y/n, your not just gonna switch up and stop loving me.

He turns and faces you, with a scowl on his face.

“You still love me, and even you know that, so why pretend?”

he gives you one last glare, then he walked away, not even letting you have a say in the argument… leaving you in the living room to just stare at the tv, the movie wasn’t even over… whatever…

it was almost 3 am now… Really late. So you decide to go to sleep on the couch, not really wanting to seek Scara. You grab the blanket and pull it over you, getting a couch pillow was enough comfort for you, you lay down and turn the tv off leaving you in the dark.

You always enjoyed the dark, it was soothing, the only time you’d get to yourself, since everyone would be asleep at night, you wondered if he really was gonna make you stay at his mansion forever, then if breaking up with him was the best choice… was he really just putting his focus on the relationship? he makes you sound selfish… like you used him. anyways… you reminisce your other friends, but decide not to think and go to sleep… you slowly fall asleep for the night.

____

After scaramouche left the living room, he went to his room, his room was quite big. He had everything he wanted, a huge home, butlers to do everything for him, unlimited streaming services, and he was rich, what more could he want? but even that gets draining…

He was missing something in his life currently, that spark of… Not even excitement… He couldn’t understand, he was mad at you for treating him like that, it’s like you hated him, maybe killing your parents was over the top… But were you really gonna hand yourself over to him if he asked before? That’s why he spent all his time preparing to ask you that big question, sure it was quick but you only had one more year left of school, you can start early… But you don’t understand, it’s okay.

It’s fine it doesn’t matter now, it’s only the first day, ofc anyone would be mad at the change of their situation, especially if they were forced… But his head didn’t tell him that. You’ll learn to love the spaciousnesses of the mansion, you’ll see that the only person who was waiting for you was him, and not anyone else, if he has to prove it then so be it, he’ll just have to plan ahead, be a step ahead…. you’ll learn to love him deeply, even more than before. He sat on his bed, in his thoughts already setting up a plan… Soon he looked at the time and he laid down on his bed.

“It’s only the first day… Ill make progress..”

He says silently to himself, almost like it’s a promise to himself, he falls asleep shortly afterwards….

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this took me a lil, idk if i even like it i might let it stale a lil then edit it again lol 🤧 idk if i like this y’all omg pls lmk 😭 idk where this finna go 👻

did y’all see the bet awards omg childish gambino 😭 and he’s releasing a movie or show im so excited for it he’s like my dream, fan girling rn but i love him and everything he does 😭😭

also should i like do smut next chapter idk i feel like this going slow

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live-laugh-legolas · 12 days

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How good/bad do you think the members of the fellowship are at cooking?

I love this type of prompt! I turned this into a bit of a “how they cook” as well

Can they cook?

Aragorn:

-Not bad but not good

-He knows how to cook meat; he’s very good at that

-But he doesn’t really know how to season it

-He has a sort of wild man cooking that is better for just survival than for taste

-Basically he will get the job done; he won’t give you food poisoning

Legolas:

-Nope

-Don’t let this guy anywhere near a kitchen

-He never had to cook growing up; he’s a damn princess

-I will never let go of my headcanon that he has literal grave mouth

-Like he had no problem with Eowyns stew level of grave mouth

-He will eat anything and if left to his own devices he will survive purely on lembas bread and fruit

-Once he’s out of premade food or can’t find anymore berries he’s grazing like a cow in the grass

-Don’t leave this boy alone; he needs a babysitter

Gimli:

-He’s too impatient for cooking tbh

-He much prefers to be the sous chef

-And by that I mean he is there to entertain the chef and keep them company

-He will critique the food though or the cooking techniques

-He has no right to but he does it anyway

-If he needs to cook though he can make a pretty mean stew

Boromir:

-I actually think he knows how to cook

-He has a few dishes he knows how to make by memory and they are really good in the way your moms cooking is good

-It’s homely

-He has a lot of cook books

-I imagine him looking like a housewife cooking; like he’s got a frilly apron and no one is allowed in the kitchen while he’s cooking

-He let’s out his frustration while cooking; muttering to himself as he cracks eggs

-Like he’s not relaxed while cooking; he enjoys cooking but he’s kinda scary to share the kitchen with

Frodo:

-Eh

-He will cook if he needs to but anything that’s not eggs or pasta won’t be very good

-And it’s not that he can’t cook; he just has no interest in learning

-His best friend is Samwise Gamgee

-He has no reason to learn because his friend will always make it better

-He’s really good at decorating cupcakes and cookies

Sam:

-This hobbit refused to eat/serve unseasoned food in the fucking wild

-He can cook

-He’s the best cook

-And he’s passionate about it too; his food is made with love

-Please ask him to make you something specific

-It makes him feel important and he loves to feed people; no one is allowed to skip his meals

-He stress bakes

Merry:

-A decent cook; but he really shines in the art of leftovers

-Like he will take leftovers and make it into something new so it doesn’t feel like leftovers anymore

-Very resourceful in the kitchen

-He blasts music while cooking

-His food is definitely edible

-However he did once give Pippin food poisoning

Pippin:

-The most chaotic cook

-If you were to watch him cook or even just see his ingredient choices and the disaster of a kitchen when he is done you would assume the worst

-But it’s actually really good

-It’s almost like he puts literal garbage in the oven but when it comes out it’s a whole ass cherry pie

-Never follows a recipe

-Would use a cookbook as fuel for the oven

Gandalf

-He can cook but he can’t bake

-No one knows why; not even him

-His meals are tasty but he will burn the kitchen down if he tries to make a cake

-He doesn’t really enjoy cooking unless he is alone and it’s just for himself

-He will claim to have more pressing things to worry about so someone else will make them their food for the night

-He cooks a lot of soup

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wings-of-ink · 6 months

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What is the Ro's reaction to Mc wearing their clothes? 😏😊😁

Bonus for small/short Mc just drowning in the clothes of their taller Ro's.

Oh that is a very tasty question, Anon...assuming a close relationship between the two of course.

Oswin: A lot of sweating, lol. Especially if they are just wearing one of his tunics that might sit just below the MC's rump, he's getting really antsy. He's watching MC close, especially when he's behind them. And he's dead on his feet if they bend over. Short/small MC makes him melt just as much, but with the added extra cuteness.

Zahn: They may find it more amusing depending on the MC's size. They have a small frame, so their clothing may be a bit tight. But tight means revealing and they are quite happy with that. Short/small MC makes them giddy and mischievous, they are primed for affectionate teasing.

Duri: They really wanted to see MC try to figure out how to even put on their clothes - that's the real show - unwrapping them is a close second though. MC is having fun in their clothes, so Duri finds some of MC's to put on as well. Short/small MC is getting teased and maybe even heckled a bit. Duri will spin them back and forth a bit like a yo-yo (they dress in draped cloth so this is totally doable). Duri gets cute-aggression kinda bad, MC beware.

Rune: This is really working for them. Their clothes are of a very fine make already, made even finer by touching the MC's skin. It's exciting in a way they have never experienced before. They really don't want MC to take them off, but at the same time...Short/small MC is adorable, and they might feel compelled to find more of their clothing for MC to try.

???: Kicks back, crosses his legs and relaxes for a bit of a show. He wants MC to model his clothing for him, show it off, show him just how good it can look. Short/small MC gets the same treatment, but likely ends up picked up and set on his lap.

Thank you for the Ask, Anon! ^_^

#god cursed if #twine if #asks #if wip #twine wip #interactive novel #if game #interactive fiction #gc ro reactions

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blueesnow · 3 months

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(6/6) Kotobuki Reiji's Private Story [Utapri Live Emotion]

Ch 1: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 6 with Reiji)

-TV Station's Hallway- Reiji: Kouhai-chan! Talk about a coincidence, did you have work on this location too? Haruka: Kotobuki-senpai! Thank you for your hard work. I've just finished with my work and decided to go home just now. Reiji: Really? I'm also done with my work. Somehow it kinda feels like fate, don't you think~♪ Reiji: That's right, if you're free right now can I take a little bit of your time? Onii-san will take you to a very good place☆ -VIP Room- Haruka: Um…Kotobuki-senpai, why are we here…? Reiji: Why you ask, because we came here to eat aren't we. Remember the upcoming CM that I was supposed to take a part of, you're the one in charge of the music, right? Reiji: So basically this is my way of thanks in advance☆ Once again thank you for accepting the request even though it was on such a short notice. Haruka: …Don't tell me the job that I take this time was thanks to Kotobuki-senpai's recommendation? Reiji: Correct~! Actually the composer that was originally chosen by the client suddenly cancelled y'know. Reiji: So one of the staff asked me whether I know any other good composer for the replacement. Reiji: The answer is obviously yes 'cuz there's only one person that came to mind☆ The songs that you made always resonate within my heart, so I'm sure it'll turn out good. Reiji: In conclusion, this meal is my way of showing my gratitude. I'd be happy if you could accept it without any hesitation. Haruka: So that's how it is… Thank you very much. Haruka: (Although I'm still a little bit hesitant, hearing that made me happy. But is it okay for me to receive all of this…?) Reiji: Your shoulders are all stiff, relax won't you. You don't have to be so on guard 'cuz there's only you and I in this room.

Ch 2: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 11 with Reiji)

-VIP Room- Reiji: It's time to dig in~ …Mm, that's delicious! I've ordered a lot so you can choose which one you like Kouhai-chan. Haruka: Oh, thank you. Um… either one looks delicious I'm troubled to which one to to eat… Reiji: Well then how about this pincho? It's cute and easy to eat right. Here, let me feed you, say ah~☆ (choices) <I can eat it by myself…!> Haruka: It's okay, I can eat it by myself…! *noms* *chews* Reiji: Fufu, your cheeks looks like a squirrel. Seeing you eating like that made me want to try it too. Reiji: Well then let's take one. …Mm, it's delicious. This one is pretty good too. <It's embarrassing> Haruka: I-It's embarrassing, so I'm going to eat it by myself. *noms* …Mmm, it's really delicious! Reiji: A~aa, I've been rejected. Rei-chan is sad~ Reiji: …Just kidding, Rei-chan is hardly one to give up, so I'm just going to look out for the next opportunity☆ Here, eat the other one too. (back to story) Haruka: Well then, thanks for the food. …Mm, this one is also tasty! Reiji: I'm really glad that I called you out earlier today. I've been wanting to have a nice chat with you just the two of us like this. Reiji: I'm even more fired up than usual for this upcoming CM. I mean the one who write the song will be you after all. Reiji: Not to mention there's also a location shooting in UK too♪ It's my favorite country you see, so I've been looking forward for it ever since. Haruka: I'm sure it'll turn out into a fun shoot. Though speaking about UK, the thing that immediately came to my mind first is…probably British Rock. Reiji: Oh, I also like that one too. Other than rock, I also have CDs with various genres, such as country or jazz music. Haruka: Really!? Um, if you don't mind may I borrow it sometime? I'd like to use it as a reference while I'm writing songs. Reiji: Oh, it's perfectly okay~ I'll bring it over next time and hand it to you☆ You can go ahead and use them as references! Reiji: …As I thought, Kouhai-chan really do love music huh.

Ch 3: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 21 with Reiji)

-VIP Room- Reiji: To think you were so hesitant just a while ago during mealtime, but now you became much more assertive once you're in work mode. Haruka: I-I'm so sorry, I got way too excited. Reiji: It's perfectly OK☆ Being able to honestly express that you like what you like is a wonderful thing. Reiji: I'm sure there was once a time when I was as pure as you are~ I wonder just where exactly did I lose it? Haruka: That's not true. Kotobuki-senpai looked so much bright and happy when he was talking about U.K earlier, and I think it's so wonderfull! Reiji: Eh, really? To think that you complimented me, I'm getting embarrassed~☆ Reiji: I have always been attracted to UK's culture and fashion you see. Reiji: So I always tends to choose a Union Jack pattern for my belongings. Look, just like this keychain. Haruka: Wow, it looks great…! Looks like you'll be able to buy more new things on your next job location. Reiji: That's right, I'd love to see a lot of things but… Unfortunately I don't think I'll have much time for shopping this time. Reiji: If you want to properly enjoy the charms of UK, as I thought you should just go there by yourself on a private trip. Reiji: There's also lot of places that I want to explore on my own pace too. Shall we go there together and have fun just the two of us? Haruka: Eh…!? Reiji: Whoa wait a minute, you look way too surprised! I'm just kidding. Right now I have to do my best on the CM job☆ Reiji: Thanks for today, I had a lot of fun thanks to you. Let's go out for a meal again together!

Ch 4: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 31 with Reiji)

-Radio Station- Reiji: Good morning~! Wait, Kouhai-chan!? What are you doing here today? Haruka: Good morning! Actually one of the people that I had a meeting with today was actually a staff member from this radio station. Haruka: When I was talking about Kotobuki-senpai, they invited me out to come here to take a look. Reiji: Hmm~? You bad girl, to think that you were trying to make a rumour and gossiping about me right behind my back. Haruka: A rumour, that's not it! It's just that… Reiji: Oh no~, is it something that you can't talk to me? Is it about how unremarkable I am despite my long career in the　entertainment industry or the fact that I'm loud…? Haruka: Eh, I never thought of that before! What we were talking about was… (choices) <About how amazing Senpai is!> Haruka: I got so passionate talking about how amazing Senpai is! Reiji: Heh~ So that's how it is. Rei-chan's impressed! Reiji: To think you can be that passionate when talking about me, can you tell me what part of me that's amazing in your eyes? <All of them are all compliments> Haruka: They were all nothing but compliments. As soon as we talked about it I can't seem to stop. Reiji: That much? Now I'm suddenly curious about the contents of it~ Reiji: Please tell me, Kouhai-chan. Just how do I look like in your eyes? (back to story) Haruka: That's… it's embarrassing to talk about it right in front of the person himself. Reiji: Eh, don't be cold like that☆ Come on, it'll be easier if we just talk it out quickly, right~? Interviewer: Everyone, we're going to start the recording meeting now. Please gather round! Reiji: What a shame, looks like it's time over. …Oh well, let's do our best for today, shall we. Reiji: I'm going to work hard even more so that I could get more compliments from you♪ Speaking is one of my forte after all, look forward to it okay!

Ch 5: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 41 with Reiji)

-Radio Station- Reiji: Dear listeners, hustle muscle~! I'll be your main radio host for today, Kotobuki Reiji☆ Haruka: (The recording has started…! What kind of show will it turn out to be) Reiji: We've received a lot of letters asking for life advice this time. Starting from our very first letter with radio name, "Mijuku Tamago"-san. Reiji: "I want to invite my crush to go out, but I'm afraid to get rejected. If it's Rei-chan, then what would you do in my place?" Haruka: (Looks like everyone have a lot of worries. What would Kotobuki-senpai reply…) Reiji: Yeah, I get you~ Love is something that tends to make us look like a scaredy cat. Reiji: I'd probably going to make a lot of excuses so that I wouldn't get rejected. Like inviting them in regarding of works, or maybe as a thanks or something☆ Reiji: Having a tactics in love is a must. It's okay to cheat just a little, right? I hope your feelings will reach them someday! Reiji: Now, on to the next person~! With radio name, "Rei-chan Love Girl"-san. Reiji: Thank you, My girl! *kiss* Now on to your worries~ …Hmm. Reiji: "My head is so full of Rei-chan that I can't seem to concentrate on anything. I even keep making a mistake during my job. What do you think I should do?" Reiji: I'm happy to hear that you're always thinking of me 24/7. But making a mistake during work is painful, isn't it. Reiji: I also don't want to make you suffering. To me, as long as my fans stay smiling is already one of my happiness. Reiji: Even if you don't force yourself to try to remember me, I will always be in your heart. And that's why please treasure yourself more dearly. Reiji: Now then, who's next~?

Ch 6: (unlocked if you reached intimacy lvl 51 with Reiji)

-Radio Station- Reiji: Dear listeners, did you have a good time? That'll be it for today. See you again☆ Reiji: …Thank you very much! I'll be in your care for the next time as well! - Haruka: Kotobuki-senpai, thank you for all of your hard work. The recording really went successfully…! Reiji: Thanks, Kouhai-chan! Looks like you enjoyed it too. Haruka: Yes! I was especially touched during your response to all of the letters asking for life advice. Haruka: It's as if you shared the pain as well with the senders, and how you give so much comforting words to them… Haruka: Now I really understand why you were loved so much by your fans, Kotobuki-senpai. Reiji: Understand why I was loved, huh. Then, Kouhai-chan…have you fallen for me now? Haruka: Yes, I really and helplessly fallen in love with Kotobuki-senpai's speaking ability! Reiji: Whoa—! As expected, Kouhai-chan is so blinding~! But, thanks for the compliment☆ Reiji: Since you can't use facial expression or movement during radio, you need the ability to convey your feelings and thoughts through words. Reiji: That's why I always try to be more aware of the listener's presence and speak as if they're right next to me. Reiji: And because you were here today, somehow I felt much more closer to all of my fans. Thank you. Haruka: Likewise. I also managed to see a new side of Kotobuki-senpai for today, and that really made my day. Reiji: If it's like that, then you're welcome to come and check me out on my job again. I'm going to show you a lot of my different sides.

#utapri #live emotion #Kotobuki Reiji #it'll be one chapter for now #i'll be updating this as soon as i unlock another chapter #please correct me if my wording somehow not understandable as im not that fluent on both jp/en #V-VIP Room!?#Also Reiji that face on that last sentence is so unfair www #マジでヤバイ大人だなこいつ #here comes the “you really love music” phrase

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i kinda got over the mental block and finally wrote my thoughts about the ghouls past lives! i did the more recent ghouls, but if anyone is interested, i could come up with the older ghouls too

CW for death mentions, also the way i imagine them is not tied to the unmasked musicians in any way. these are not definitive or anything, just based on vibes

again, i think all ghouls did something related to music when they were alive, especially something related to their instruments, and that's why they got chosen also, they forget who they were when they were alive, but they can remember, like recovering from amnesia and getting your memories back

so, here are my thoughts on Swiss, Rain, Mountain, Sunny, Dew and Cirrus, i was extra inspired today so these are a bit longer and more detailed, which means they are a bit sadder

also!!! some of these deaths are more realistic, so proceed with caution if you need it

Swiss: he lived during the 1800s in the middle of the usa, born into a family of farmers. he grew up as a cowboy, and lived a normal, happy life, taking care of cattles and taming horses, at which he was remarkably good at, creating a business selling and training the animals to help his family thrive. whenever he wasn’t too busy with his animals, he loved to go to the local saloon and play music with his friends, earning a reputation of being extremely versatile with the instruments. he was given a particularly difficult horse, that had caused problems with many others and turned away for that reason, but swiss, being stubborn, declared he could tame it. it all seemed to be going well, until the horse got scared for nobody knows what reason, and ended up throwing swiss off his back, landing directly on his head. he spent a few days in coma, before he finally passed. after being summoned as a ghoul, he still feels a deep love for the animals, though he sometimes is a bit intimidated by the bigger ones.

Rain: he was born in the last quarter of the 1800s in some country of europe, with a rare disease doctors couldn't diagnose. it made it very difficult for him to breathe normally, so he wasn’t able to carry on with a normal life. he was bound to a wheelchair, and the few things he was allowed to do included playing music and being pushed around the pond his house had been built near to. he received at-home classes, but wasn’t able to enroll in college, even though he would’ve wanted to study something. his parents took him on many trips doctors said could’ve been beneficial for his health, and some seemed to help, if not his lungs, at least his mood shifted for the better. despite his poor health, he defied the initial estimated lifespan doctors gave him, and lived until well into his mid twenties. after a few days of being especially sick, he succumbed to his illness, surrounded by a loving family. being summoned as a ghoul didn’t cure his disease, but his new body gave him ways to be able to breathe better and do all the things he never thought he could, even if he doesn’t remember his past life.

Mountain: he lived during the 1700s in europe. he was born in eastern europe into an upper class family. his curiosity about nature was apparent, as he seemed to prefer staring at plants and trees for hours instead of talking to other people. his parents, instead of chastising him for it, decided that it was best to employ his curiosity into something useful, so they sent him to england to study as a botanist. away from his parents control, he could explore himself more, which ended in finding a deep love for music. he found relaxing and amusing to try and tap his hands to the rhythm of the music, creating beats and most times, going crazy and using anything he found as percussion instruments, since he never learned to play any. he walked home from class, stopping to admire the flowers, when he found a clump of mushrooms he had learned about recently. the professor had taught them they were tasty, so he decided to pick some of them up to eat later. he washed them properly and cooked them, but he didn’t realize the signs that yelled at him to stop right on his tracks. he was found a few days later, still sitting at the table with a few pieces of the deadly mushrooms on his plate. he doesn’t remember his life prior to being summoned, not that he cares that much. he does assume he had something to do with plants, as he sometimes recalls facts that he swears he has never learned, specially about mushrooms.

Sunny: she was born in the north of the united states during the 1910s, into a regular family. she developed a happy personality and a love for singing and dancing. her parents were very supportive of her, and early on in her life decided to encourage her musical side, in exchange for good grades, which of course she complied with. she lived an ordinary life, graduating from college and getting a stable job pretty soon, balancing it with her music. everyone who met her quickly loved her bubbly personality, her being someone who you could expect to be always smiling. she met a man at work and didn’t take long until they started pursuing a serious, romantic relationship. she decided to introduce him to her family, where they had a bit too much to drink, but left anyways as both had work the next day. sunny said goodbye to her parents with her iconic, bright smile, and she and her boyfriend got into the car, him in the driver seat. maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the rain, maybe the man could’ve done something else. a few miles away from home, he lost control of the car, drifted out of the road and spinned in the air, to finally crash against a tree. sunny lost consciousness instantly, and bled out in the copilot seat as her boyfriend groaned in pain at her side. after being summoned for her new life, her most distinctive feature was still her bubbliness, which didn’t budge even after finding an article about the accident, in which she found that her boyfriend survived, but her loving family was left destroyed and heartbroken by her passing.

Dew: he was born during the first half of the 1600s, in sweden. he came from a large family, which was depleted by the wars the country fought in his lifetime. he was exempt from enlisting, due to poor health, unlike his many brothers, who were all killed at war, as did his father. he was left behind with his mother, taking care of the fields and of the old woman. she forgot what happiness was after enduring so many losses, almost becoming a statue, hollow of the loving and caring woman that had raised dew. still, he made sure that she was as comfortable as possible, and well taken care of. she was the one that planted in him the love for music he felt, he remembered growing up in a warm home filled with music, as it was the only thing that could muffle the rumbling of their hungry stomachs. in spite of all the difficulties, his mother made it a home, and loved dew not in spite of, but with all his health issues. one cold, spring day, he went to the river as usual to get some water for cooking. the mornings were finally getting warmer, and the snow was starting to melt. he made a small hole to dunk his bucket in, but when he heard the big crack he was already under the glacial water. below the thinning ice, the river ran rampant and quickly dragged him where he could not get out. his last thoughts were about his mother, who he left alone and unsupervised. when he got summoned as a ghoul he didn’t remember who he had been, but he still could feel the disgust and anguish whenever something relating to his (first) element was expected of him. obviously, he was more than glad to to the element change, and leave behind the water and the cold, to be taken over by the fire and the warmth.

Cirrus: she lived during the 60s in england, and was part of the hippie subculture of the decade. she came from an extremely religious family, and early on in her teenage years she developed into a rebellious girl, she frequently sneaked out at nights to visit clubs and quickly discovered her passion for music. she learned how to play the keyboards, and did shows with friends. when her parents found out about what she did, they kicked her out of the house, but it wasn’t a big deal for her as she had earned some money, and her friends helped her out. it didn’t take long until she started doing very well for herself, finding a home and getting a stable job related to her passion, she was finally happy and felt free. she was in her early thirties when the first symptoms showed up, at first she didn’t take them too seriously, but after her health rapidly started to deteriorate, and her after roommates insisted, she went to the hospital, where she was admitted and dozens of tests started, tests that would sooner than later prove useless, as the mysterious disease took her life in less than a week. since being summoned as a ghoulette, she has been able to remember her life, which she regretted deeply after learning about the fate of her friends and parents, who had tried to reach her to make peace after her death, not knowing she had passed.

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☾ | 1Nm8 - First Date w/ Reader (HCs)

Kei Miyama

Kei can’t deny that he feels a little bit nervous about his first date with you but he doesn’t let those emotions get in the way of the date, he only wants you to have a pleasant experience. Itsuki had noticed his slight nervousness and asked what was wrong in which Kei tells him that it’s nothing to be worried about, just a bit nervous about tomorrow.

Kei much prefers calmer places compared to lively. He suggests to take you to stroll around a park near the beach he usually visits to clear his head. You both took the time to admire the greenery surrounding you two and exchange small conversations about how peaceful nature is, often stopping to listen to the sounds of the environment. The sounds of rustling leaves and casually talking to you relaxes Kei as you two were getting closer to the beach where you could hear the ocean tides crashing into each other. Once the both of you arrived, you continued to admire the change of scenery sitting by the dock letting the ocean breeze run through your hair. You asked Kei if it was alright to rest your head on his shoulder, he doesn’t mind and lets you do so as you two continue to relax together.

It was slowly getting dark, Kei advised that the both of you should start heading back home before it gets extra chilly and walks you back home making sure you returned safely before he also leaves for the night. While walking, Kei thinks it’s nice to have someone close around with him from time to time while cooling down.

Rokuta

Rokuta is over the moon, he is super excited!! The night before he eagerly tells Kei and Itsuki how overjoyed he is. Kei and Itsuki are a little bit worried (especially Kei) but seeing how happy he is with his partner and how easily the two of you got along before dating, they’re supportive and wish you two the best for tomorrow (with Itsuki reminding Rokuta to stay out of trouble).

For a first date, you two wanted to walk around town and visit cafes around occasionally stopping at parks. You watch Rokuta’s eyes light up seeing all the different types of tasty treats displayed. He wants to eat almost all of them but your wallet couldn’t handle all the treats being bought at once and you wanted to visit other cafes, so you tell him to try to limit to 3 to 4. However he tells you it’s ok because he will purchase extra with his own wallet just in case either one of you got hungry, so it kinda backfired because he ended up getting like a couple more. After the first cafe, Rokuta asks to visit a karaage shop. Of course you complied, why would you say no to his favorite food in the world?

Rokuta is very easy-going so despite this being his first time on a date, he easily gets along with his partner and enjoys spending time with them. A smile on his face the whole day trying out different food with you and squeezing your hand as you two walked around at the park. By the end of the date you had tons of leftover food left. When you both finally departed back home, he excitedly rambled about how much fun he had with you to both Kei and Itsuki.

Itsuki

Although Itsuki has spent time with people he cares about such as Rokuta and Kei, he hasn’t spent time with others in the romantic sense. He has seen many people out on dates before in public while running errands and knew that this is how a lot of couples spend time together. Before you two started dating, he never thought he would be in the same position as the couples he saw before.

There was a restaurant in the area where Itsuki had seen many couples come in and out of which he suggested going to, he wanted to see what makes the place popular among couples nearby. He was interested in learning a bit more about you as you’ve successfully caught his eye, this date was an effective way for him to get to know you more and also dating in general. As you two were being seated, Itsuki had already memorized the entire menu and he gave you recommendations on meals that were both balanced and filling when you had no idea what to choose. He takes things slow, during a conversation you two had while waiting and making notes of any detail you said about yourself. He also made sure to remind you if you forgot to missed a spot when you wiped your lips. The meal itself was enjoyable thanks to his suggestions.

Before you two started wrapping up the first date, Itsuki reminded you to check your seat if you left anything there. He concluded that the date went well. Itsuki seemed to be engaged with exchanging one last conversation before you two headed back home, he thinks bonding with you like this is not so bad, it was mutually beneficial.

Admin Comments: Before I make any comments about this post, thank you sm for all of your support and likes on my previous post!!!!! I really appreciate it ! ^^

I want to get used to writing for the paralive cast in romantic-types of situations so that's why I made both this post and my BAE one before I ask for requests. I wanted to do 1Nm8 because I love them as well <3 but Itsuki is hard for me to write in this prompt I was very much struggling I apologize to Itsuki fans 😞

I also think I might limit hcs with mutiple characters to 1-2 bulletpoints I don't wanna overwhelm myself

I think after this post I will open request after Christmas, I'll make an update post once I'm accepting them. Happy holidays everyone!

#paradox live x reader #pararai x reader #paralive x reader #kei miyama x reader #rokuta x reader #itsuki x reader

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Revenge

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Eiffel doesn't really mind the tickle fights, but it's a little unfair that he can't get revenge.

Doug Eiffel had plenty of vices. Many had been left behind on Earth, one or two he’d brought with him. He liked to indulge, sue him. He liked things that made him feel good, tasty food, quality movies, calming cigarettes, and he liked good company.

He was honest enough with himself to admit that he kinda sorta didn’t mind Lovelace finding out that he was ticklish. Or that she’d told Minkowski. They were his friends, his only friends really, so what, was he supposed to complain? Like, oh no, woe is me, my friends keep making me laugh until my thoughts go fuzzy and I feel like I’m on a cloud. Yeah, terrible.

They had to know he was at least okay with it. It was kind of hard to hide when he was all giddy and melted, and he wasn’t being any less annoying despite this supposed comeuppance.

It was a little disappointing that he couldn’t get them back. Lovelace was very certain and smug about how non-ticklish she was, and trying to launch an attack on Minkowski was doomed to failure. The one time he’d managed to sneak up on her, he wound up getting punched in the face.

Yeah, it was fine that he couldn’t get them back. Even if Lovelace got really smug sometimes, and Minkowski couldn’t relax without being forced to at gunpoint.

He’d really like to be able to threaten revenge right now, though.

Lovelace’s laugh followed him down the corridor. “You know I’ll catch you eventually!”

Eiffel knew that, but it didn’t make the chase any less fun. He ducked around a corner, short of breath and smiling. “Hera?”

Hera laughed. “Do you want me to open an airlock? Suck her into space?”

“Not just yet, I’ll keep you posted.”

“I don’t know why you’re even running. I mean, it’s not like you don’t-”

“Shut up!”

“Eiffel you’re running into a…”

He turned another corner and froze. Oh no. Dead end.

The footsteps following accelerated, causing panic to seize Eiffel as he turned around.

Lovelace laughed evilly. “Gotcha!” She cried, stalking towards him like he was a prey animal.

Eiffel squealed, shrinking back until he was up against the wall. “Nooooo!” He whined, squeezing his eyes shut, and despite knowing the futility of it, his arms still shot forwards to counterattack.

His eyes shot open when there was an unexpected and loud shriek.

They both stared for a moment, wide-eyed and frozen. Then, a slow smile spread across Eiffel’s face. “I thought you said you weren’t…”

“I’m not!” Lovelace protested, feeling her face flush. She wasn’t ticklish, she’d never been ticklish, so what the hell?

Eiffel took a step forwards. Had he always been that tall? “Oh, so if you’re not ticklish then you won’t mind-”

She bolted in the other direction before he could finish speaking. Nothing good would come of standing around. While she was familiar with the steps of this game, it wasn’t like she’d been on this side before. Was it normal to feel this… smiley?

Eiffel laughed and took chase. Oh, this was good, this was sweet. “You know I’ll catch you eventually!”

Lovelace almost called him out for not coming up with his own taunts, but between the nervous giddiness in her stomach and running, she decided not to waste her breath. She swung around a corner, grateful that she was faster than Eiffel, and flew into the broom closet, silently closing the door behind her.

Loud footsteps came to a stop not far from the door, and she held her breath.

“Heraaa?”

Lovelace’s eyes widened. “Hera don’t you dare!” She hissed.

She could hear Hera having a conversation with Eiffel outside. It was a little disconcerting when she also heard Hera whisper, “And why not?”

“I’ll kill you.”

“Hmm, you’re not exactly selling me on taking your side here…”

She was teasing her. Hera was teasing and she couldn’t do anything about it. “Fine! I-I won’t kill you.”

“There you go!” Lovelace felt her face warming from the anticipation and how flustered she was getting. Hera continued. “Honestly though, why are you even hiding?”

“I-I…” The question pulled her up short. What else was she supposed to do here?

“I mean, you said you weren’t ticklish, right?”

She cringed back against the wall, “I wasn’t!”

Hera paused. Oh. So that was it. She giggled. “Don’t tell me you’re afraid.”

“No!” She wasn’t afraid, not of Eiffel of all people! Not of…

“You wouldn’t be scared of a few tickles, would you?”

Fuck. She was grinning now, full of nerves and embarrassment. What was is about the word? She sank to the ground, blushing heavily and struggling to keep the nervous laughter in.

Then the worst thing happened. The door opened.

“No!” Lovelace whined, covering her face with her arms.

Eiffel stood in the doorway for a moment, frozen. Then, unbearably, he stopped being frozen.

He gasped. “Oh my goodness! Look at you!”

“Go away!”

He sank to his knees, sliding over to her curled-up form. She recoiled, giggling nervously, and he grinned. “You’ve gotta stop being so cute, my heart can’t handle it.”

“I’m not!”

“Oh yes you are!” He sang, hovering his hands over her teasingly, increasing the giggles and making her squeeze her eyes shut. Why, how could she feel it when he wasn’t even touching her, when she couldn’t even see?

Hera tutted in false concern. “Careful Eiffel, you’re scaring her!”

“Noho he’s not!” Fuck, these two were evil together.

“Hmm, fair point, she did run away real fast.”

Lovelace shoved a hand in his face to shut him up. “It’s reflex!”

He faked a grab at her and the hand was retracted with a squeal, getting a laugh out of Hera and Eiffel.

She groaned, burying her face in her hands. “Just do it already, it can’t be worse than this.”

Eiffel chuckled. “I mean, if you insist.” He said, one hand latching onto her side and wiggling his fingers mischievously.

He was prepared to duck to avoid getting punched. He was not prepared to see Isabel Lovelace, badass space marine, burst into giggles and go completely boneless. It felt like his heart had exploded in his chest. “Awww!”

“Nonono- shut up!” Lovelace squealed, kicking her feet weakly. She’d definitely never felt this before. It was like vertigo or electricity emanating from that one spot and balling up in her stomach, teasing out laughter. She felt the impulse to squirm away, but found that her bones had turned to jelly. “Eiffel!”

“Hmm?” He was grinning at her. Somehow that made it worse. “Problem, Captain?”

His other hand joined, both now scratching at her ribcage. “I cahahan’t- plehease! It-”

“Tickles?” Eiffel supplied.

She snorted. “Fuck! I guhehess!”

“How’s the whole ‘not being ticklish’ thing working out for you?”

She batted at his hands, although it felt like she had all the strength of a kitten right now. All the laughing was going to her head, making her feel loopy. “I’m not!”

Eiffel snorted, squeezing at the fleshy parts of her sides and drawing a loud shriek. “You may want to reassess that.” He teased.

“I have a theory.” Hera said, amused.

Lovelace tried to turn and bury her face in… something.

“Uh, yeah Hera, it’s called ‘Captain Lovelace lied to us!’” Eiffel said sarcastically, one hand moving to scratch at her neck and send her giggles into a higher pitch than she’d thought herself capable of.

“Hmm, no, I don’t know if she did.” Hera mused. “I think she was telling the truth.”

“Ah yes, this is the very picture of ‘not ticklish’.” Eiffel chuckled, deeply enamoured with the blushing, giggly remains of Isabel Lovelace.

“Shut up!”

“Make me, giggles!” He taunted, clawing at her stomach and earning a loud snort and further kicking.

Hera laughed. “What she said to me was that she wasn’t. As in, wasn’t before. My theory is that this is a new development. Let’s say, from when her craft first docked with us.”

Fuck. That actually made sense. Lovelace didn’t have any evidence but… it felt right. People had tried tickling her growing up, partners had tried as she got older, roughhousing and sex, nothing had had an effect on her like Eiffel’s evil hand vibrating into her stomach. “Yohohou fucker!”

“Oh my gosh, that makes so much sense!” Eiffel exclaimed. He scratched under her chin teasingly. “Of course the Dear Listeners couldn’t resist that smile.”

Lovelace squashed her head down, only succeeding in learning that apparently her ears were also ticklish. “Eiffel shut uhuhup!”

“I’ll have to thank them on my next broadcast.” He said. “Dear Listeners, thank you so so so much for this adorable gift.”

“Gonna kill yohohou!”

“Aww, but I’m having fun!” A finger tried to find her belly button through her shirt, earning an incoherent shriek. “Aren’t you?”

The question had her pulling her arms over her head again, giggles pitching higher. It was stupid, Eiffel was being dumb and silly and… Yeah, she kind of was having fun with this. Between the laughing and the playing and how goddamn teasing they were being, this was just… fun. She felt giddy and giggly in a way she hadn’t in a very long time, and she couldn’t even stop it because someone was doing it to her. Someone she trusted and cared for.

Eiffel noted the fiery blush spreading to her ears. “Oh? Oh my god you are having fun, aren’t you?”

“Fuck off!”

“That’s not a no!”

“Screw you!”

He wormed a finger under her arm. “Tell me to stop then, Captain giggles.”

“Eiffel!” She shrieked, jolting when his other hand started poking around her stomach and sides. She couldn’t catch her breath, she couldn’t- “Hic!”

Eiffel chuckled, relenting. “Okay okay, hiccups are definitely a sign to stop.”

Lovelace hiccupped again, trying and failing to glare. “Yohou’re the- hic- worst.”

He grinned, resisting the urge to ruffle her hair. “So? First tickle attack, how do you feel?”

Like I’m floating. Like that was overwhelming and the best cheer up I’ve ever had. Like I’m never going to stop smiling. “Like you’d better- hic- count your days.”

“Yeah, you’re very scary right now.”

“Sleep with one- hic- eye open.”

“Of course.”

Another voice joined, making them both jump out of their skin. “You know, there’s protocol on what to do if you find two crewmates in the broom closet.” Eiffel turned to see a smirking Minkowski. “But I’m not sure if that applies.”

He huffed a laugh, standing up. “Hey Commander.”

She crossed her arms, looking between them. “Do I want to know?”

Lovelace considered her options. She could not handle any more people knowing about this than already did, Hera and Eiffel were already too much, let alone Minkowski. Maybe Eiffel wouldn’t say anything?

Then she remembered that she had sold him out to Minkowski at the first opportunity, and that hope went up in smoke.

Eiffel chuckled. “Well, you see…”

“We were making out!” Lovelace blurted. It was the first lie that came to mind, unfortunately not a believable one, based on their expressions.

“Anyway, as I was saying-” Eiffel said.

“No!” She flew at him, clamping a hand over his mouth. She felt his grin widen, and only had the amusement in his eyes as a warning before his fingers dug into her sides, making her shriek with laughter and double over, failing to wriggle out of his grip for a few seconds.

When she did, she darted behind Minkowski, glaring at an innocent looking Eiffel.

Minkowski glanced over her shoulder at her, failing to hide her amusement. “Thought you weren’t ticklish.”

“I wasn’t!” Lovelace protested.

“Seems it was a correction from our Dear Listeners.”

“Ah, I see.” Her grin widened. “How unfortunate for you.”

Lovelace felt herself flush. How was she supposed to live like this? She fixed them with her best scowl. “Never again.” She growled and turned to walk away.

Eiffel and Minkowski exchanged a smile. He held up a finger, waited a moment, then faked running after her.

Lovelace span around, fists raised. “Don’t you fucking dare!”

They both laughed, and maddeningly, she could feel herself smile too.

“Bit jumpy there.” Eiffel teased, winking at her.

“You-” She pointed at him. “You’ll pay.”

He grinned. “Okay.” Sounds like fun.

She backed away, glaring at them both until she was out of sight. Then, since they couldn’t see, she let the smile she’d been suppressing spread across her face. Okay, that was horrendously embarrassing and she kind of wanted to crawl into a hole, but… It was fun.

Besides, she could always get revenge.

#wolf 359 fic #tickle fic #wolf 359 tickles #ticklish!Lovelace #doug eiffel #isabel lovelace #fluff

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Girl! Hey! You beautiful sunshine! I have a idea and automatically you,yes you pop out in my mind cuz your writing is so *chef kiss* and i think you gonna like cuz its related to the first girlfriend headcanon.

Bear with me and hear me well.

Our precious Neon Leon,chilling with reader in a normal date but *dramatic music*

The ex

Reader's ex? No no no.

Leo's ex

Yeah i think you probably getting what i mean in here. I also headcanon that Leo has a bad tasty in men,so maybe this ex is kinda toxic? Making Leo feel uncomfortable remenbering what this ex have done but reader is not having it and break the shit out of him or sum cuz we must protect our blue boy 😌✊🏽💙

Hi Mitarashi! Thanks for waiting and I hope you feel like punching the lights out of his ex once you finish reading, because it means I did it right then. And remember guys, if someone tries to make you feel like you are less than you are, remove the asshole from your life immediately.

Hold my hand before I break his face

Pairing: Rise! Leo x Fem! reader

Type: Oneshot

Summary: Leo and you are getting ready for your date when his ex makes an appearance.

Can be read by itself but goes along with the headcanons of Leo with his first girlriend here.

Warnings: Toxic exes, insecurities, gaslighting, slight angst with a happy ending.

MASTERLIST

Friday was date night, Leo had decided a little after the beginning of your relationship, you'd dress up nicely, he'd meet you at your door, sometimes he'd bring flowers or candy and you both would fake a posh accent while at it before he portaled you to your destiny.

Wether the destiny was run of the mill pizza in the hidden city or the lair's couch to watch a movie, date nights were always special for the two of you.

The first of those dates that you had you worried that he was trying too hard to please you, always going above and beyond to do so.

You realized a while before you even started dating that Leo, as arrogant and confident as he seemed was secretly insecure and you didn't want him to feel that way in your relationship.

So you talked about it, and Leo seemed to relax with you, he was still romantic, it was natural to him, but he was perfectly fine with a date being just you and him cuddling while you did your own thing instead of trying hard to impress you, he was comfortable with you, he felt safe.

Today was mostly a lazy day, so you both were going to get pick up from run off the mill and then crash on his bed to read comics.

So you grabbed a long soft sweater that wouldn't itch when you cuddled and leggings, with fluffy socks under your sneakers.

Hearing his telltale knock at your door you smiled wide at seeing your boyfriend waiting there for you with a lazy smile and wearing a very familiar black hoodie.

You raised an eyebrow looking at him suspiciously "Is that my hoodie?" Leo scoffed feigning being offended.

"What? No greeting to your handsome boyfriend? No kiss? Just accusing me of stealing first thing." You snort, but he continues "This is just a generic hoodie I had in my closet, thanks."

You shook your head with a smile "Alright, alright, I'm sorry I doubted you my love, the mark of bleach on the left sleeve just looked a little familiar, of course you wouldn't just steal from me"

"But of course I wouldn't, but it's Okay, I forgive you" He sighs and you giggle before he sends a smile your way and pulls out one of his katanas.

"So, will this be the day you finally try the creepy supreme?" He asks while taking hold of your hand.

You squeeze the fingers in your grasp and grin at him "Not a chance."

His chuckle follows you both as he makes a portal and you step through it ending up at the front desk of the pizzeria.

Señor Hueso looks at both of you and rolls his eyes "Ah Pepino and his novia, given what you're wearing I'm hoping you'll be leaving soon?"

"Oh we'd love to stay Señor Hueso, I'm sure you'll miss us but alas! It's lazy night at the lair so two of your best pizzas señor! And another one for Donnie I guess" Leo ended dismissively before continuing with the order.

While he did so you looked around always fascinated by the different type of yokai around when you noticed a particular yokai walking your way.

The first thing you noticed was that he was tall and full of feathers, with red markings and a long beak, you remember reading about Tengu's, a japanese yokai that usually had a bird form, it seemed to fit his characteristics.

You were so busy trying to figure that out you didn't notice your boyfriend glancing up at the yokai and paling.

"Leo! I see you haven't changed a bit, still getting pizza every chance you get" The yokai grinned and Leo squeezed your hand.

"Yeah, well you haven't changed either Raku" The yokai rolled his eyes not losing the grin.

"So, are you going to introduce me to your friend?" The yokai, Raku, you now knew, asked offering his hand to you "Sorry for his lack of manners, I'm Raku, Leo and I used to be very close"

You offered him your hand for a shake noticing how uncomfortable Leo seemed and disliking the way this guy spoke from the get go "He was probably surprised to see a familiar face" You told him your name and made sure to add "I'm Leo's girlfriend."

Raku seemed surprised looking between both of you with a funny grin "Girlfriend, really? I thought you were gay?" He directed at Leo who sported an uneasy smile up until that point, a frown starting to form on his face.

"I told you I was pan" He said and the tengu rolled his eyes.

"Just say you're bi Leo, I get it, you swing both ways" Leo's fake smile was disappearing and yours had already left quite a bit ago, you thought tengu were bird yokai, not rats.

You internally apologized to Splinter for that last thought, but got a little snarky "So, you are?"

"Leo never told you about me?" He asked "Ah well, we didn't end in the best terms but it's all passed, right Lee? I'm his ex-boyfriend."

You couldn't deny the bitter feeling as you heard that, not because you were jealous of this guy, but because just a couple minutes with him already gave you a glimpse of how he'd treated Leo during their relationship.

"Hm, really? No I hadn't heard of you at all" you answered with an innocent smile, reveling on how his faltered for a second.

"But enough of that, going back to the original topic" Raku changed the subject "You know, eating pizza all the time can't be good for a ninja Leo, and I'm sure I saw you get here via portal, 's not gonna help losing all those calories."

Leo winced but put on a mask of disinterest, before he could answer though Raku continued "Also, what's up with that ratty hoodie? You are going out like this? Gee, you really let yourself go once we ended our relationship."

You didn't care anymore, you were gonna snap "Actually that's my hoodie" You smiled "It was too big for me, but Leo fills it up just right with his muscles, it used to fit better but now I fear one day it's gonna snap from the biceps" You had never spoken like that, Leo gaped wide at you and Raku seemed to frown at your words.

A waiter arrived at that very moment with your three pizzas and Raku looked like they were proving a point "not gon' keep those muscles long like these, gee, are you both sharing them or...?"

"Oi, just back off Raku" Leo spoke placing an arm around your shoulders and Raku rolled his eyes.

"Oh don't be so dramatic Leo, I was just joking around."

You chuckled, your hand pulling your boyfriend closer by the waist as you leaned and looked up at the offending yokai in feigned amusement.

"Sorry, I was trying to figure out the kind of yokai you are, I think I finally did, with the way you spew out bullshit and how it reeks, you're an Akaname right?"

Raku blushed embarrassed and a couple chuckles could be heard from behind him, he glared at you and scoffed "Hope you enjoy sloppy seconds, ugh humans" with not much left to say he stormed off.

You still yelled "Did I mispronounce the name? Sorry Akaname-san!" a couple people turned to Raku with funny grins as he rushed his steps.

You sighed feeling Leo slouch slightly, relieved the interaction ended, taking the pizzas and paying you turned to prompt him into opening a portal.

He did and you both appeared on his room, it was quiet for a moment before Leo looked back at you.

He looked so vulnerable, so you left the pizza on his night stand and pulled him by the hand towards his bed, laying back on it with him on your side.

"Thank you" He spoke after a couple minutes, you traced shapes on his plastron with your fingers, looking up at him with an inquiring gaze, giving him the chance to search for the words he wanted "for standing up for me, for...making me feel safe" there was a second of hesitation before he continued "For making me feel like I'm enough."

"You are" you stated firmly "You're more than enough Leo, and nothing Raku said is true, those kind of assholes just want to make their partner insecure, want to steal their freedom from them, geez Leo, we were there for just a moment and he gaslighted you as soon as he could, you have terrible taste in men."

Leo leaned in and kissed your forehead softly, a small chuckle leaving his lips while his hand reached up to intertwine with yours over his plastron "I know, ever since we started dating you made that clear to me, with him I always felt like I had to try too hard, and you've been clear since the beginning that I just have to be me with you" he smiled.

You both stayed like that, sharing small kisses and reveling in the comfort of the other for a bit longer before he spoke again "But what was that thing you called him? Akaname?" He questioned curiously and you chuckled.

You grin was mischievous "It's a yokai that eats the filth and scum in bathrooms" Leo's laugh was really loud after that, holding his stomach as he did and making you laugh too.

"Gosh, I love you so much" He said with bright eyes and you kissed him, the words 'me too' unsaid but lingering in the air.

#rottmnt x reader #rise leo x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt fanfiction #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo x reader #rottmnt leonardo x reader #rise! leo

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