#arcturus x reader

[another-lost-mc]

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family matters - the demon brothers x reader

vampire!au. canon-typical vampire behaviour (biting and blood-drinking). jealousy. possessive behaviour. voyeurism/exhibitionism. d/s dynamics. poly!mc.

recommended (but not required) prior reading: one for all

three wishes - barbatos x reader

monster!au. master/slave dynamics. praise kink. possessive behaviour. stalking. forniphilia/human furniture. body horror. monster fucking.

the coven - solomon x reader

d/s dynamics. sensory deprivation. temperature play. sex magic. aphrodisiacs/mind-altering magic. dubious consent. degradation. branding.

just a taste - karasu x reader x mephistopheles

exhibitionism/voyeurism. semi-public sex. masturbation. jealousy. possessive behaviour. overstimulation. body worship. demon form!sex.

the shepherd and the lamb - arcturus x reader

cnc. roleplay. corruption kink. outdoor sex. restraints. blindfolding.

[sleepytwilight]

Delusional Yandere Arcky headcanon pls :333

Lmao I finally have motivation to write this 💀 Ahem anyway...

• Arcturus would spread a rumours about you and him are together. When you confront him about the rumours, he play dumb and tells you that he has no idea then he manipulated you thinking you should like him back because of the rumours.

• Sometime he purposely cut you off when you were talking to others sorcerer. He either took the sorcerer away from you or took you away from the sorcerer and tell lies so you or the sorcerer won't be talking to you.

• He sometimes spiked your drink. Of course he's not going to do anything bad to you... ... He just want you to rely on him only.

• Would honestly spread false rumours about you so the sorcerers turn their back on you then you don't have option but only to be with Arcturus as he always the one who believes in you.

• When a random student confessed to you. The next week, the student was expelled for unknown reasons. For the guide committee members case... Let's just say, they don't want to talk with you anymore.

[gimme-noodles-please]

Arcana Twilight haunted house headcannons

where you invite the arcana twilight bois to a haunted house attraction

author’s note: decided to try writing djekdjwk got inspired from going to a haunted house today with my friends HAHAH

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Arcturus:

he would readily agree to go with you, though he is scared, he is excited to spend time with you and most likely has never been to a haunted house before (protect this bby at all costs)

he gets scared easily, but he wouldnt scream. He would yelp in surprise whenever he gets jumpscared and hugs you for support

if you both are scared, you two would be hugging each other the whole time

if youre not, you end up protecting him and reassuring him throughout

he finds the experience fun and thrilling and would 100% want to go again someday

overall, a fun and chill experience 9/10

Spica:

at first he rejects your invitation, until you use your puppy dog eyes on him, he sighs and agrees.

he definitely doesnt get scared at all (even if he did, he is good at hiding it), instead he points out at the decor and atmosphere, stating that they did a good job with the production

if youre scared, he would have an arm around you to ‘protect’ you, reassuring you and tells you to close your eyes if you want to.

“it’s okay summoner, i’m right here.”

10/10 experience, only if you are scared (he will comfort you <3) because if youre not, it seriously wouldnt be that fun. Probably you both would be discussing about how good the acting of the scare actors are

“i must say, they did a very good job with the setup. oh, scary? no, it wasn’t scary at all. no don’t get me wrong, their acting was splendid.”

Pollux:

he is scared, DEFINITELY SCARED. But since it is you, he agrees, but pleads with you, even if it means going down on his knees, to not bring alpheratz or sirius with the both of you (so that he wouldnt get teased)

screams like a girl. Even if you are scared, youre more afraid of his screams than the scare actors. Either ways, you end up walking in front with him clinging onto your arm. (If you are the type to tease him, i believe you dont even have the energy to do so from all his screaming)

after the haunted house, he would pretend as if nothing happened, as if he wasnt scared in the first place.

“It wasn’t that bad. What? What do you mean i scream like a girl? No, i dont- hey! :< please dont tell alpheratz or sirius, please!”

experience? Ehhhh, it is fun to see him getting scared though it drains the life out of you from his screaming 💀 7.5/10

Alpheratz:

he rejects you. If you want him to agree, you need to ask him like 10 more times until he says yes because he gets annoyed lol

would jokingly say that you need to give him something as payment for his companion

he doesnt get scared and was rather bored the whole time

if you get scared, he would chuckle at you and put an arm around you without saying a word

from now on, your new nickname is scaredy cat

“You know, when you get scared, you jump like, 5 feet off the ground”

“That’s not true! :<< ”

“Oh yes it is.”

but if you dont get scared, it would be pretty boring

quite an okay experience, 7/10

Sirius:

oh this man will say yes right away. He will have a shit eating grin and tease you by asking if youre inviting him because YOU were scared

if you get scared, he would be laughing at you and teasing you non-stop about it. Might also play around with you and scare you too whenever just to see your frightened reaction again

“Summoner, i didnt know you get scared so easily~ You’re so cute when you get scared, you know?”

but if you dont, its best to bring one or more the boys who would so it is fun and you both can laugh at them

if not, you both end up trying to scare each other —

experience depends on whether you get scared or not 😭

Vega:

baby agrees to go with you ONLY because you are going. To protect you of course, what else?

he gets scared but doesnt really show it. He would jump and maybe yelp a little, subconsciously hiding behind you and when he realises that, he would mutter a soft apology

he tries to be tough in front of you. keyword, try

“Summoner, stay behind me, there might be a scare actor hiding behind the curta- aH-!”

“Are you okay, Vega? :( ”

“*coughs* im fine.”

you both would end up holding hands throughout the entire time, no matter you get scared or not. would walk side by side together

it is good for him if you dont get scared, you would be able to protect him <3

overall experience 8.5/10, pretty cute tho

[humbletumblecrudi]

𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 × 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 who is gullible and kind, and who can't say "No".

Info on Reader: Reader is intended Masculine and uses he/him/they/them pronouns. Reader is very open and honest, almost to a fault, and is mentioned to do a lot of things they don't want to. Reader is very "do it himself" and is decently strong (able to flip a person). Reader can be Summoner or anyone else.

Warning(s): Canon Typical Violence & Weapons Used | Reader is grabbed at in all parts but they never lose control | Fujoshi's DNI | Fem Aligned Individuals may read as long as they have a Masc MC and stay respectful | Silent Reader/Blank Blogs Will Be Blocked

Timeline: Set within the typical canon, but noticeably post Chapter 4. Ambiguous after that.

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐀 is conflicted about this situation he has seemed to find himself in. Your a very attentive and honest man, and he likes that about you a lot. He could see the honesty and genuine kindness in your eyes, but... he can see you giving too much leniency to other students often. Freshman dragging you into studying (copying) your notes was his last straw, especially since this is the fourth time it's happened.

While you both are alone inside the conference room he will bring it up and he will chide you for it, at first. He is going to try and teach you how to say no more often, and remind you that other's should be honest as well, but he stops and realizes that's not the way to do things. You've told him about his sterner behavior before being intense, and tries to just stress that they're using you. He just... cares, and it's sometimes hard to show. He's sorry.

The first few instances of you putting your foot forward were very gratifying to see, especially after you stood firm and turned down the other students. Of course, he wants to help, but he knows you have to do it yourself and just let's you do your thing. But something feels like they aren't taking the message.

It seems that the more you put your foot down, the more displeased the other's became. Students like Alpheratz, even though he doesn't agree with it happening, at least can take a couple no's when he cheekily asks you for a peak at your notes. But freshman aren't so aloof, and can feel slighted more often. Spica would be willing to take these students through detention一

一If you hadn't flipped one of the freshman on their back after they grabbed your shoulder. The freshman scattered like the scared children they are, and Spica notes he'll have to track them down later for disciplinary action. For now, he'll overlook them to check on you and walk you to class. You beckoned him over, and he obligated.

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐒 is almost the same way with how honest and good-natured he acts, it's like you both were just the sunshines of the school. Fellow students would say you were just too nice as a couple, but they didn't complain. Oh, they wouldn't complain. Arcturus noticed it when he actually was busy with Spica that a fellow student actual got upset he said no...

He was busy? Can he not have time to himself and help Spica as a choice? This small outburst brought to his attention that一okay一maybe he is too forgiving of some requests and does them anyway after not much thought. He thinks on a little bit before hearing a discussion in the hall, and he saw it was you and another student! Oh, hello!

After getting closer, he could hear that you were having a hard time turning this person down gently. You have never been a confrontational man, so Arcturus knew that you were trying very hard, but not succeeding. He took it upon himself to help you, because a good boyfriend helps!

But, it was unexpected that this student would get pissed and grab your lapels to ask you why your not doing this this time, probably wanting something you've done for them in the past. Arcturus freezes up, as this wasn't supposed to happen and he can't believe your being pulled away from him一

一before not being shocked when you grabbed at the wrist holding your clothes and started to pull them away from your clothes. Arty can hear the bones in the other's hand start to pop at the pressure of your grip. They quickly step away, shaking their hurting hand, and stomps off. Your boyfriend checks in on you, as that was scary!

𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐗 with you is like a "tsundere talking to sunshine" boyfriends trope, and anyone can see it except for the two in the relationship themselves. Pollux will pull and push, and you'll always respond romantically, and the times you push back are when his face heats like a tomato. It's almost sweet, if not for his growing concern that your... a bit too sweet...

Some would call you charming, almost prince charming, but he's sure he's seen you do things you don't care for. Dealing with bullies is harsh as is, but being confronted by another person's bully and being asked to trap their lunch? He's seen you angry before, but your silence is booming as they laugh and pat your back.

You can do it my guy, they urge, you never say no! It was almost surreal to hear that out loud, and so brazenly! How scummy can this student get! Pollux makes the first move by confronting them and telling them off, and trying to get you out of their grip as they were confronted. You start to speak up after the fighting got heated, and everything went quiet.

That was, before the so called ringleader tried to grab your shoulder, and your eyes widened as you were dragged backwards from the grip. Pollux was about to launch forward to help, when he saw you already reaching back to grab the student.

A quick stance change and grip on the student behind you sent the other flying over your shoulder, and crashing into the ground. You start to walk away, looking very upset, and you drag Pollux with you while he blubbers a bit. Of course, he's all for leaving with you, but are you okay? Do you need a drink?

𝐕𝐄𝐆𝐀 is the definition of touch-starved, and if your hugs aren't enough to warm his chest and cheer him up, he's unsure what will. It's... nice to be around his boyfriend, even if he can't muster to accept hugs in public. He's thankful you refrain from PDA at his request, but he's also a bit concerned when he sees you want to... but don't, again, for his sake.

He knows your behavior better then anyone else, and he knows you'll be taken advantage of at this school. Sorry, but it's just true. No matter how nice or charitable you are, someone will eventually be entitled to your time. Of course, you promise your time is only entitled to him (which made him blush) and you'd be more careful.

He can only take your word on it, and he trusts you. He'll go his separate ways in the morning, and if he sees you before breaks it's a coincidence. He can't hear what the others around you are saying, but your not at all pleased. A deep instinct inside him warns him this will be bad, and he matches over.

Before he can get there, hands have already found themselves on your person and he wants to brandish his weapon to ward them off. Yes, it would lead to more paperwork and a visit from Spica, but physical retaliation was all he could think about!

It wasn't even a few seconds before he could touch either you or the aggressors shoulder that he heard bones popping from pressure. From this close, he can see your grip on the other's clasped hand, and they cried out as they backed away. Of course, they are escorted to detention, and Vega checks on you.

𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐙 isn't going to enjoy how gullible you can be, but he does enjoy how kind you are. If he has a complaint for how you do too much for others, he has a compliment on how kind you are and how your a breath of fresh air. But don't think you can get away from his (soft) scolding with affection. He's serious.

Of course, you do have free bodily autonomy so he's not going out of his way to follow you and dictate what you do, that's on you boo. He'll still help out his boyfriend if he needs of it but you know he'll get to your side before you can even ask him to help, as he's always two steps ahead of you... while also being two steps physically behind you.

Now, Alpheratz isn't the nicest person and he knows his aloofness sits with people the wrong way. But he'd never expect people to request you tell him to back off from getting in the way of abusing using your kindness.Now that's just cowardly. At least Alph goes face-to-face with what annoys him...

He's about ready to walk around the corner when he hears the guy call you a bastard and tries to grab your shoulder as you attempt to leave, having seen Alpheratz peaking the corner. If Alpheratz was a tiny bit faster, he might have been in the blast zone, so he's glad he stayed put.

From over your shoulder, the bully goes up and over your back and onto the floor just around the corner. From where he stands, Alph leans down to look at the dazed student and lazily grin. Serves the chump right. But how are you doing?

𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐒 definitely benefits from you being gullible, and he can often get the better of you sometimes if you aren't careful. It's never enough to hurt or cause you to lose anything, but sometimes he wastes your time or makes you go in circles. Think about going on the town, him getting "lost", and then giving you "directions". He'll be there eventually and he always kisses you happily.

Having a boyfriend is nice and he will be ecstatic that you two fit so well together, he'll think you're the most adorable guy he's ever dated. He'll tell you your the best and please try not to let people walk all over you today, he's seen you've been bullied lately by the freshman. Of course, you defend yourself and he takes your word for it. Okay, your the boss.

While he was distracted, you grab at the wrist of the student and start to put pressure on it. With a yelp and Sirius basically making this awkward, they slink off shaking their bruising wrist. Sirius, although clearly unamused, does chuckle he also loves your grip strength.

Of course what he says is on your mind all day and you notice most of your requests to help with written homework is... well, just copying! That'll get you in trouble if you share the same teacher with them, and so you finally snatch up your work to put it back up.

And in no time flat, the freshman are offended and try and confront you. They think they're entitled to it and grab at your lapels, when Sirius just seems to slink between you and the ringleader. He's trying to be smooth, but you can tell he's not as happy as his chipper tone suggests.

[captainjacklyn]

Um, hello there again! I'm not exactly sure if you're willing to take another request from me since this is the second time, so feel free to ignore this if you want to. But if it's alright with you, may I ask for arcana twilight headcanons of the same guys from my previous request (Because I'll be honest here, they're my favorites-) about how they celebrate Christmas (Or the Christmas equivalent in Bound Arlyn) with their s/o? It's Christmas right now for my country and I'm feeling a bit festive (✧^⁠‿⁠^⁠).

Again though, no pressure do this. Thank you so much and stay safe!! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡.

It's no problem Anon ! I'm happy you enjoy my writing, so sorry for not responding earlier, Christmas can sometimes be a busy time ! I hope you enjoy this head canon as much as I enjoyed writing it. （ʃƪ＾3＾ ）

Pairing(s) : spica x reader, arcturus x reader, pollux x reader

Warning(s) : Nothing ! Just wholesome fluff for my favorite Anon ! [sorry if what I say makes you uncomfortable, I'm just a very loving person even with anonymous people 😅]

Arcturus

Now this sweetheart is one to love the Christmas holidays ! I'm actually not sure if they celebrate it in Bound Arlyn but let's all pretend like it is just for the fun of imagination.

His favorite part will probably be the sweaters, I'm sorry but he just looks adorable with a big handmade cotton cardigan with red and green.

Don't think you'll escape it, you got a matching one too !

I can picture an image of the both of you just sitting in front of a fire cuddling and drinking hot cocoa. It's adorable !

I head-canon that he likes baking too, so be sure to help him make gingerbread cookies.

Even if you're not confident, he will love to help you make your shapes look like...

....

something that isn't a deformed monster !

He digs the Christmas lights and holiday cheers, he generally likes seeing happy faces.

Your smile is still his favorite though, don't ever try to hide it from him. Alright ?

Pollux

I'm sorry if this is too cliche but Pollux likes the present unwrapping part the most !

He sorta has mixed feelings about it cause he doesn't want to offer you something bland while you proceed to buy him a mansion saying, "I know it's not much, but it's the thought that counts right ?"

...

ARE YOU SERIOUS ?!

WHAT IS THIS ?!

You made so many efforts, got him everything he said he liked and then he just got you a plushie.

"Oh my god babe ! Thank you so much it's sooo cute ! You shouldn't have, I'm gonna keep it with me forever !"

what the hell.

He just stands there and you look like he offered you the world, he feels like he doesn't deserve you.

Make sure to reassure him and tell him that you love him no matter what. Give him a kiss, Pollux likes those. <3

Spica

I'm gonna be honest, I feel like he doesn't need to do shit on Christmas Day.

Boy got maids and butlers decorating pretty much six trees at home, baking cookies and getting gifts wrapped up.

Luckily you're here to give him a little holiday spirit.

Whenever he asks if you want him to hire people to do something special, refuse and say it's better to do it together.

It's sweet seeing him smile while adding ornaments to the small pine you bought earlier.

Seeing him so free and not buried under the piles of work and stress is refreshing

For both you and him.

He's happy you suggested the idea, and you're glad he accepted it.

You both are made for each other, wether it's Christmas, thanksgiving, halloween or not.

Thank for reading, I hope you liked it.

[essencering]

↳ summary: little things that you do that the boys adore.

↳ Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Fluff, Short & Sweet, The Boys™.

writer's blurp: these dudes are all living rent-free in my head they won't leave me be-- i've lost some sleep playing this game which is not good, but i'm having fun and can't wait to start chapter 6.

★┈┈ Arcturus

Neither of you is sure when it started, but Arcturus would stop by your room, the two of you chatting-- Arcturus in his energetic way and you listening, while responding, but you would eventually run your fingers through his hair.

This literal ball of sunshine gets so soft whenever you run your fingers through his hair. Leaning into your touch with the biggest smile on his face before he laughs, and smiles at you.

He is going to hug you and just hold you close, soaking up your warmth before leaving so both of you could go to sleep. Once Arcturus is in his room he feels how hot his cheeks are, while he changes into his pajamas, he dozes off with a smile on his face.

★┈┈ Pollux

Pollux's nerves and self-doubts often get the better of him, so one day when you started holding his hand out of the blue in the middle of class no less!!! He couldn't help the startled yelp that escaped his lips earning him stares from everyone.

You would do it, again and again whenever it seemed like he was too far in his own thoughts. Your warmth quickly becomes comforting, then supporting, and then something Pollux finds himself looking forward to even when he isn't lost in his own thoughts.

So when Pollux's feet carry him to your door, he feels how his face flushes when he says good morning to you, and you respond with a smile and a good morning as well. You hold your hand out in the space between the two of you, and Pollux accepts it without hesitation.

★┈┈ Spica

Little reminders in the form of sticky notes, snacks, and text messages from you often greeted him throughout the day. It's only when he starts working and finds that none of those are there to greet him that is odd, rather unusual, but you could just be busy your time wasn't something to devote entirely to him, so Spica works.

Spica is distracted finding himself checking his Stella Tab often, but also wants to stretch his legs as an excuse to find you. He wonders when he started to look forward to your small ways of looking out for him.

It's only around the evening when his phone buzzes to life, a text from you that you would be arriving soon with a few snacks for the two of you from town to share, and for him to take a much-needed break. When you arrive all smiles and warmth Spica finally notices how his heart calms down and returns your smile with his own.

★┈┈ Vega

It's silly, how you give Vega little doodads and trinkets with the confident response of simply "it made me think of you!" before turning to go about your day, respecting Vega's boundaries before joining the other Sorcerers.

Vega finds that his dresser is slowly becoming decorated with the things you've given him. Every day he tells you that he doesn't need these little things, but you just smile and give him something new the next day, followed by the day after that and the day after that.

It's silly how Vega looks forward to what you will give him the next day. Will it be a small figure? A flower that he will press later? The unknown is enough to make him smile, and despite telling you that he doesn't need these little things-- you smile, laughing before giving him his little gift for the day, and at some point, Vega falls into step with you and the others.

★┈┈Alpheratz

What started as something to make sure that you would be safe, without having to say it out loud, (Alpheratz didn't even have to say it you said it for him and in his usual fashion he denies it) Alpheratz would sit near or beside you, and doze off.

More often than not Alpheratz would wake up to find that he dozed off on you. The first few times you were so stiff, when it was brought up you stuttered out a response of "ah!! it's not because of anything bad, but... if i'm writing or moving too much wouldn't it wake you up?"

Alpheratz finds himself blindsided by your reason, it's enough to make him smile before he lays on your lap, and you become stiff for a moment, but when he laughs saying this way you can work and he can sleep he dozes off to the sound of you humming some sort of tune and resuming your work.

★┈┈ Sirius

You seek him out, for no reason at all and that is surprising enough for Sirius. He had already taken notice of you, being able to find you in a crowd, without the imprint.

You seek him out and rely on him. Despite never pulling at the imprint to summon him when needed, why do you seek him out if you won't even summon him when you need him to keep you safe?

So to see that you are able to find him, by simply wandering it's not WANDERING you respond, you just know where he is, which makes Sirius laugh-- because you had to cheat to know where he is how else would you find him in some of the most random places?

You make absolutely no sense to Sirius, but the feeling of your gaze and your warmth beside him when the two of you chat before you return your attention to the others. It is enough.

[arcturus-arctis]

[kquil]

REGULUS BLACK | 21:08 — HOLD HER!

SUM : after a boggart class, you rush to Regulus for comfort. The only thing is… the grumpy slytherin doesn’t really know how to comfort someone. Thankfully James is there.  

TAGS. : grumpy regulus ; sunshine reader ; gryffindor reader ; sunshine character seeking comfort in grumpy character trope ; remus approval secured ; sirius needs some convincing ; regulus needs a hug ; but reader needs it more in this fic ; regulus not wanting to admit stuff ; regulus sucks at emotions ; james being a lowkey but loud and panicky wingman ; protective james ; protective regulus 

LENGTH : 1.2k

PART 0.5 (PREQUEL)

“What. The. Fuck…” Sirius exclaims only to receive a hit upside the head by Remus who also pins him with a warning glare, “What?!” the eldest Black brother shouts and gestures to the unbelievable display happening before them, “Shouldn’t you be the one demanding answers? Usually she goes to you for this!”

Instead of answering him, Remus fixes an unreadable stare onto the scene happening before him; trying his hardest to suppress the smile tugging at his lips. Finally his suspicions were confirmed and he was happy to witness its conclusion. It was about time. 

Yes, he was the person you typically sought comfort from when distressed and he was more than happy to be that person for you, however, he’s seen your longing glances and has witnessed many of the one-sided conversations you’ve had with the silent, grumpy slytherin — who was the complete opposite of you in demeanour and attitude. It’s an interesting sight seeing you constantly approach him with your bright smile, sweet face and sparkling eyes, a contrast to his notorious emotionless and cold disposition.

Some people who’ve also witnessed your interactions with Regulus Black couldn’t understand why you were so persistent when he barely said a word back and scarcely showed any interest in return to your friendly advances. They thought you were crazy but you were so bubbly and sweet with everyone, they assumed that it’s just a part of your nature to approach even those who were deemed unapproachable. 

And Regulus Black is unapproachable. To everyone — except you.

Regulus never understood you. 

Usually, whenever someone brave enough to approach him started conversation, they would get so turned off by his aloofness that they would cut the interaction short and move on. Those that continued to persist, received a glare and offensive remark, which finally shook them off and out of his personal space. 

But you. 

You love his personal space. He couldn’t so-easily push you away like the others. Your tenacity rivalled the stubbornness of a bull — it was quite admirable. You weren’t deterred by his aloofness nor his ice-cold glare and snide remark. Secretly he was grateful. He’s grown to love your company (though he’d never say it out loud) ever since you shot down his attempt at forcing distance between the two of you. 

“Why would you say that? That’s so mean,” your pout was adorable, “and stop trying to look scary,” you poke your finger between his brows and ease the creases in his skin from his glare, “it doesn’t work when you have such a pretty face,”

Pretty…

You love calling him that, although he’d argue that the flattering term suited you much more than him. Growing up, he was told to despise Gryffindors; his brother was the only exception until you came along with your pretty smile, pretty eyes, pretty nose, pretty hair, pretty voice, pretty lips — pretty everything! 

…he’d never admit it out loud, however. 

He’d never admit a lot of things out loud when it came to you. Maybe that’s why he hardly said anything when you were around him. At least he doesn’t scowl as much anymore, he just holds a blank stare whilst trying to stop a smile from taking over his face.

He likes listening to you a lot more than he does anyone else and appreciates your company very much, even if it’s just to listen to you talk about your day and all the things you’ve done; how you loved the omelette they served for breakfast, how you really wanted to learn how to ride a broom but were terrified of heights, how your favourite subject was astrology and eagerly waited for each lesson, how you love his company and being close to him. 

He loves it too, being close to you. You’re warm and soft and he loves your fragrance. Surprisingly, it’s not as sickly sweet as he’d once imagined (and dreaded). Rather, you smelled perfectly floral with a hint of piquant spice that was unique to you. It wasn’t intoxicating, instead, it was calming and Regulus was addicted to the peace you were able to bring into his chaotic life, a life that remained jumbled with no help from his Gryffindor brother, his only brother, someone he still deeply but silently adored.  

Regulus appreciated you for being able to give him regular updates on his estranged brother since you were pretty good friends with the Marauders. You were especially close to Remus, which you admitted was due to his level-headedness and calmness. You explained to him that being around such stolid characters were comforting to you because their presence was reassuring. Regulus didn’t understand your reasoning. Although it could be because a creeping jealousy had coloured his eyes green for the tall brunette he had never had the pleasure of officially meeting. Nevertheless, it answered his question on why you so often gravitated towards Remus, especially when distressed. 

So… why were you desperately clinging to him when Remus was just across the courtyard?

James was in a frenzy. He had been worried ever since this morning. Ever since meeting you, he had grown to see you as his younger sister and with that, came a an urge to protect you from all things physical and intangible. Therefore, it was only natural for his senses to flood with worry as soon as you mentioned ‘boggart’ over your a plate of your favourite omelette at breakfast. You were going to have your boggart lesson for DADA today. 

Consumed by worry, James had rushed to the courtyard as soon as morning classes were over and desperately searched the crowd for you. Remus tried to assure him, confident in your courage as a fellow Gryffindor but that wasn’t enough to quell his anxiety for your condition. 

His apprehension was for good reason, it seemed, because for the first time ever! There were tears in your eyes. You were crying. You were sad. Sad enough to sob in someone’s arms. In Regulus Black’s arms!

“WhAt ARe yOU DoING?!” James shouts, his voice cracking and fluctuating from his panicked state as his hands grip and pull at his untamed locks. 

For the first time ever, Regulus stutters, “I-I—…uhh!” 

James’ eyes widen at Regulus’ shaking hands, hanging suspended in the air, his fingers twitching slightly from his hesitation and inexperience with comforting someone, “YOU IDIOT!” only James Potter would have the nerve to call Regulus Black an ‘idiot’.

In his eyes, James was watching his precious baby sister, who he loves to pieces, sob into the arms of someone she wanted comfort from but had no clue how to comfort her, “HOLD HER!” James demands, “HURRY!” 

Finally…FINALLY Regulus hugs you back, one hand on the back of your head to softly pet your hair down as his other circles around your waist and pulls you close. He feels you sob into his shoulder as your shaking hands cling onto the back of his button up shirt. When he focuses on your trembling sobs and usually sorrowful form, an ache takes hold of his heart and he finds himself clinging onto you. 

You don’t deserve to cry. You’re far too precious and sweet to deserve experiencing such distress. Whoever did this to you, once he finds the culprit, will have hell to pay…

As soon as you feel the secure squeeze of Regulus’ arms around you, your shaking sobs slowly reduce to pitiful hiccups and faint sniffles. Beside your ear, Regulus whispers soft, kind assurances and you’ve never felt so safe. It escapes you that Regulus was actually speak to you instead of the other way around. 

“It’s okay, my flower…” your heart leaps in your chest, “you’re going to be okay; I’m here for you,” 

A/N : i had this idea and parts of it written ages ago and rediscovered it while i was on holiday — finally! i got to finish it haha! i hope you lovelies enjoy, this turned out better than i originally imagined it to go 

NAVI. | PART 0.5

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[asterias-record-shop]

professor’s favorite girl (r.a.b.)

Everyone knew you were a good student, so it normally didn’t come as a surprise why you got the highest marks in Defense Against the Dark Arts with the infamous Regulus Black as your professor. They truly didn’t expect what seemed like a cruel professor to have taken some sort of… liking to a pretty Hufflepuff. Holy shit, this is 3.3K words- (beware, ‘dark’-er fic!)

The first day you came into class, Regulus noticed that your skirt was tailored. And since then, he has noticed everything about you.

When you started wearing makeup to his class.

When you started doing your hair, and when boys started to realize how attractive you were.

Regulus didn’t think he could comprehend why some boys didn’t notice how attractive you were, it was something he noticed when you continued to take his class when you didn’t have to. As much as he knew your reasoning was true, that you really did love his class and excel in it, he couldn’t help but hope some part of it was because of him.

And he would quickly smash it whenever that possibility of hope came up again. He couldn’t entertain this, he shouldn’t.

Still, as you walked into his class a little later than normal, he couldn’t help but pause his lecture. You looked… different today, but he couldn’t place how.

“I’m sorry, Professor Black,” you said as you sat down in the seat right in front of his desk, a slight smile on your face before he noticed the bruise on your cheek. “Quidditch practice ran late.”

Oh, he was going to kill whoever gave you that bruise.

“Why do you play on a team that never wins?” Regulus’ response was slightly bitter, but it was mainly because you showed up hurt.

You giggled slightly, shaking your head. “Because it’s fun, Professor Black.”

“Did you go to the infirmary?” Regulus lifted the sleeves of his button down as he stepped out from behind his desk.

“No, Professor, I was already late,” you explained, shaking your head. “I’ll be okay.”

“Go to the infirmary,” his words left no room for discussion, his head jerking to the door. “Get checked out. I’ll catch you up later.”

He spoke as though you didn’t come to his class during lunch just to talk about the further actions of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and get ahead in the curriculum that he made specifically for you because you were so ahead. He specifically looked into the subjects you were interested in and built a curriculum around it, before educating himself more and giving it to you.

“I’ll be okay, Professor-”

“Go to the infirmary, Y/N,” he said again, turning his back to you as he grabbed his wand. “We will only be dueling with the spells we learned last class, and you’re ahead. If there’s anything new, I will catch you up.”

You sighed, setting down your stuff as you stood. “Yes, Professor.”

Originally, Regulus had a lesson planned for today, but he wouldn’t be able to focus with the thought of you in the infirmary. You weren’t even hurt bad, just a small and plain injury from a sport you did for fun, but he couldn’t focus.

So instead he sat down behind his desk, glaring at everyone as he tried to think about how you got that bruise. Even though you were a Seeker, normally, you were quick enough to get out of the tight spots you were normally put in — he guessed that this time, you weren’t quick enough.

Oh, his poor girl.

Regulus partnered up random students, his mind still on you as he stared a hole into his desk. Your pretty face didn’t look good with a bruise blooming on your cheek, the only bruises he would ever want on your body were the ones that he made. The thought of him gripping your thighs so tight that he left hand shaped bruises, or bruises made from how hard he would kiss your body or your lips – the only markings that should ever be on your skin should be his.

“Professor Black?”

Your voice made him look up, the sounds of spells being casted quickly being drowned out as you smiled at him.

The bruise was gone from your cheek as you gave him a slight wave. “I-I just wanted to say thank you. For worrying about me, I-I probably would not have gone to the infirmary… thank you, again. Besides, I’m all healed now!”

Your giggle made him smile slightly. “I didn’t think you were going to go,” Regulus spoke, tilting his head. “Normally you’re such a headstrong girl.”

His words make you shrug slightly. “Maybe it’s because I knew I needed to go.”

“Well you were a good girl and listened,” he hummed, tilting his head slightly. “Why don’t you sit and rest? I’m sure practice was exhausting.”

You quickly shook your head. “Oh no, professor, that wouldn’t be fair-”

Regulus laughed, shaking his head. “Oh, my darling girl, you should know not to argue with me,” a smile is left on his face when he saw the slight flush in your cheeks. “Go sit down. Rest.”

You swallowed, nodding. “Yes, Professor.”

He watched you walk away, your robe hiding the expanse of your thighs from behind before you turned around and sat in your chair, smiling.

When class ended, you stayed after as everyone left, sighing softly as you stood up and walked over. “Professor Black, can I ask you a question?”

Regulus nodded, slowly standing up and offering his hand. “Yes, of course. Let’s move into my office.”

Oh, he shouldn’t have said that.

“Yes, Professor,” you smiled so simply, perfectly innocent – was it real? Were you truly innocent?

If you were, Regulus wanted to destroy it – he wanted to corrupt you. He wanted to break you down and build you back up, with your entire structure dependent on him. If the Defense Against Dark Arts position truly was cursed, you were his curse.

He moved behind you to follow you into his office, closing the door and slowly locking it. He wasn’t even sure what came over him when he did so.

“I have a question on one of the books you assigned for our advanced curriculum,” you said, your face slightly scrunched in concentration. “Do you mind if I take off my robe?”

Regulus quickly shook his head, almost too quick. “Of course not.”

You smiled again as you sat down after slipping your robe off onto the chair, Regulus standing against the desk and leaning back with his arms crossed over his chest. He looked absolutely picturesque, his dark curls framing his face and his gray eyes piercing down at you.

“What about them?”

“One of the books,” you said, crossing one leg over the other with a slight sigh, completely ignorant to the slight lift of your skirt to show off more of your plush thighs. “The one about using protection spells from your own emotions. I am truly sorry if this is out of turn, but one of the spells stemmed from the emotion of lust, and I don’t understand how it would… do that.”

Regulus paused. Were you really that stupid? He didn’t even mean to do that, you did that yourself.

“Are you being serious?” Regulus was holding back a smirk, covering his mouth with his large, scarred hand.

Your face relaxed slightly, eyes wide as you tilted your head slightly. “What do you mean?”

“Oh, you stupid girl,” he said with a laugh, your face displaying deep offense with your wide mouth and eyebrows raised. Your face stayed like that until his hand pulled away from his face and he softly stroked your hair down to your cheek, your face relaxing as you stared up at him. Your eyes were so wide and innocent, were they always like that? “Have you ever felt lust before?”

Your eyes trailed up as you thought, your thighs squeezing together. “No-”

“Oh, I don’t like girls who lie,” he said, his hand pulling away from your face and slowly ghosting your form to settle on the exposed skin of your sigh. “I noticed you squeezing your thighs together… be a good girl and tell me what makes you lustful.”

You swallowed, your hands shaking as you inhaled deeply. “I-I can’t…”

His eyebrow raised. “You can’t?”

Your head shook as you swallowed, your hand softly wrapping around his wrist. “N-No… I can’t, it’s wrong,” you whisper, continuing to shake your head before Regulus twists his hand out of your grip and spreads his entire hand onto the expanse of your thigh. “Professor Black-”

“Hush, my darling girl,” he whispered, slowly bending down to be eye level with you as he rubbed your thigh. “Are you going to tell me or do I need to try my hand at casting without my wand?”

You inhaled shakily as his fingertips slowly drift under the hem of your tailored skirt, swallowing. “N-No… I-I will tell you… I-I have thoughts about you, bad thoughts,” you whisper, shaking your head. “V-Very bad thoughts…”

Regulus smiled, both of his hands holding each opposite side of your thighs as his face gets closer to yours. “What kind of thoughts?”

Your cheeks start to heat up, eyes burning as tears prick your eyes. “Pr-Professor Black-”

He laughed when he saw tears pricking your eyes, tilting his head. “Are you going to cry? What a pathetic girl,” he bit his lip, nose brushing to yours. “Why are you crying?”

You swallowed, shaking your head. “B-Because… m-my stomach is twisting really bad…”

He hummed, tilting his head. “Do you want me to check you out, my pathetic girl?”

Your hips started to squirm as you unconsciously nodded, his face ducking down to your ear.

“Get on the desk. I’ll show you what lust feels like.”

He knew the feeling of lust very well. It would churn in his stomach every time you walked into his class, and the heat would rush down to his cock when you opened your mouth to only say a few words.

And just like that, the lust started to pulsate again as you rose onto the desk, your pretty tailored skirt being hiked up on your thighs as you placed your feet on the edges of his desk, spreading your thighs widely for him.

Regulus stepped forward, his fingers starting to slip your buttons undone, revealing your lacy white bra that blended in under the white button down.

Fuck, you were so hot.

His hands settled on your thighs again as he slotted himself between your legs, clenching his fingers on your plush skin to try and prevent the slight tremors of all the lust coursing through his body. Regulus wondered if you felt the lust like he did, but he didn’t have to wonder for long when he saw the wet patch on your lacy panties that seemed to match your bra.

“Oh, my sweet girl correlates,” he groaned, his fingers slowly swiping over the wet spot, a smile developing on his face when your thighs jolted to try and tighten around his waist. “How pretty…”

You were unsure of what was going through your body. Your stomach was twisting much like it did when you would get turned on by what you would think about him doing to you before slipping your fingers into yourself in your prefect dorm and moaning into your pillow like you did last night. This feeling though, this was different.

It was like your core was pulsating, your walls clamping around nothing as he slipped your panties to the side, your entrance fluttering as his finger trailed over your entrance. A whine escapes your lips as he did so, your hips bucking as he smirked down at your cunt, only pulling his hand away to stick his fingers in his mouth.

You gaped as you watched him lather his fingers in his spit, and you certainly didn’t expect him to shove his fingers down your throat soon afterward. Your hips bucked uncontrollably, a loud moan falling from your lips before gagging around his fingers.

“Relax your throat, my darling girl,” he coos to you, leaning down to kiss against your temple. Oh, his lips quivered against your skin as he watched you gag and choke on his fingers, your saliva running down his knuckles before he pulled his fingers away. You let out soft coughs as his fingers slowly circled the sensitive bundle of nerves, whining loudly as he pushed his fingers through the ring, your walls clamping down on his fingers.

At first, he was slow, just like how you would begin to finger yourself. But then, he noticed how relaxed you were, and how it took him very little effort to actually stretch you out.

Still, he watched your reactions, your mouth wide as you moaned loudly, your arms raising to wrap around his neck to support yourself. “Pr-Professor!”

He groaned, smiling as you moaned. “Mmmm, my darling girl… you’re not very tight, is there a reason for that?”

He wasn’t complaining, this just meant he could fuck you faster – but he wanted to hear you say what you were doing.

“N-No,” you whimpered, lying through your teeth before he pushed his fingers farther into you. Unlike you, he knew what he was doing. He was flexing and twisting his fingers, parting them and scissoring into you as your tears started to run down your cheeks, a soft sob escaping your mouth as he pushed his finger deeper. “Professor!”

“What did I say earlier?” His fingers got rougher, a soft almost growl-like noise escaping his mouth. “I don’t like liars, you fucking brat.”

You yelped as his fingers got rougher, sobbing as you shook your head. “W-Wait, it’s too much! Pr-Professor, please! Stop, stop!”

It didn’t hurt, no – it truly was too much. You felt your stomach twisting, an unknown feeling settling at the pit of your tummy as his fingers twisted to press his thumb to your clit, roughly rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“No, I only listen to good girls. You’re not a good girl, fucking lying to me,” he snapped, his fingers getting rougher as he watched your thighs shake and hips rut desperately. “Tell me the truth or you’re not going to cum. Tell me!”

“I-I touched myself!” You sobbed as his fingers got faster, his index and middle finger pumping in and out of you as his thumb pushed rough circles into your clit. “I touched myself last night, I’m sorry, I’m sorry Professor!”

He groaned as he watched his fingers push and pull out of you, pumping as his lips ghosted yours. He hadn’t even kissed you yet, and he desperately wanted to. “You should be. Cum, fucking cum, my desperate little slut,”

You sobbed, shaking your head as you dug your fingers into the back of his perfectly ironed black button down. “W-Wait, Professor! It’s weird, it feels weird,” you hiccuped against his mouth as he softly kissed your lips, smiling. “Professor!”

“Oh, my perfect girl, are you going to squirt? Come on, I want to see it.”

You choked as you threw your head back, screaming out as your vision blurred, his fingers pushing as deep as he could get them inside of you, pressure never relieving from your clit.

Regulus just watched as you squirted onto his slacks, the liquid getting all over him as he laughed at how your hips rutted and your thighs convulsed uncontrollably. He continues to finger fuck you as you squirt, rubbing at your clit as you squirmed, sobbing as you bounced against his fingers, pleasure overwhelming your body.

“Are you going to cum again? Come on, do it. My perfect fucking slut, cumming back to back,” he grinned, biting at his lip as you felt your stomach twist again, tightening as you came again on his finger. “Oh fuck, my darling girl...”

You sobbed as he pulled his fingers out of you, his skin pruned from how wet you were, and his entire black sleeve soaked in whatever liquid came out of you. Soft sobs continued to escape your lips, hiccuping as he softly puckered his lips to yours.

“You’re such a good girl… you’re such a perfectly good girl for me,” he whispers, licking his fingers as your lips ghost his cheeks, desperately bucking your hips into the air as he took out his cock. “You ready, my perfect girl?”

You hiccuped, nodding as you stared at him while he pumped himself, his cock not exactly thick but making up for it in length – as well as the fact that it was basically picturesque, perfectly groomed with dribbles of precum sliding down the bottom of his shaft.

“I need words, my darling girl,” he whispered, delicately kissing your lips. You chased his mouth, fingers shaking as you held his shoulders. “Tell me you’re ready.”

“I-I’m ready,” you whisper, nodding mindlessly. “I-I’m ready, I’m ready to be a g-good slut for you.”

Your use of slut made him smile. You would be a good slut for him, and this truly was the beginning of his corruption.

So, with a strong snap of his hips, he pushed into you – a loud wail leaving your mouth as you sobbed. He didn’t waste any time, he couldn’t as he kissed you firmly, swallowing all of your noises as he pushed you back so you could tilt your head, turning the kiss wet and sloppy as you tried to swallow his saliva.

His thumb still didn’t pull away from your clit, but the circular motion wasn’t too much as you choked softly, trying to control all of your noises as he fucked into you. The slight curve his cock pushed into areas that you had never felt pressure in before, the feeling making your stomach twist into knots again as you whined.

“G-Gonna… gonna cum,” you whined, your words jumbled as you spoke, a smile developing on his lips as he pulled away.

“Cum then,” you didn’t need his permission this time. He had always been so desperate to feel you that it was a struggle not to cum into you there and then, but he knew that when you came, your plush walls clamping down on him would push him over the edge. “Cum my favorite fucking girl.”

You sobbed again, nodding your head as you leaned up, wrapping your arms and legs around him and cradling onto his body, groaning. “Regulus!”

Oh, he thought your walls clamping down on him would push him over the edge – no, it was you moaning his name.

His strong thrusts uncontrollably got rougher, a loud groan falling from his lips as he fucked into you even harder, another loud groan following the first as he finally came inside of you. Your eyes crossed as you threw your head back, a silent scream escaping your mouth as he continued to fuck the two of you through your highs.

As he came down, he slowed his movements – still not stopping – as he kissed you again. “I think you should stay after class more.”

You nodded, desperate to continue this. You truly were your professor’s favorite girl.

I do not ever give consent to my work being published on other platforms or being translated at any point, even if it is a request. If my work is on any other platform, it’s without my permission. Your media consumption is not my responsibility.

© asterias-record-shop

[robarazzii]

he wants to be regulus black so bad🙄🙄😌

[slut4prongs]

sunshine

regulus black x gn!reader

411 words

description: you and regulus are complete opposites, yet you couldn’t be happier together.

(sorry i died for a month. i don’t really like this but i wanted to post something again)

Regulus Black is, by all means, a quiet person. He keeps to himself and his select group of friends and to all else he is a dark and intimidating person.

You are a social butterfly, bouncing around various groups of friends from every house, smiling everywhere you go. All in all, you’re the opposite of Regulus Black.

Which is why it came as a shock to everyone the day he bid a goodbye to you, when you went to sit with your separate friends, by pressing a quick kiss on your cheek.

Though over time everyone around you both became accustomed to small occasional gestures of affection between the two of you, that is everyone except for Regulus.

He still finds it completely inconceivable that you, basically the sun to him, want to be with him.

So he still jumps a little when you suddenly appear behind him in the hall, wrapping your arms around his waist whilst he is in the middle of a idiotic conversation with Barty.

The second he hears your voice, all bubbly and excited, all thoughts of that previous conversation were out the window.

“Regulus!” You gasp excitedly as you squeeze around his waist gently.

“Hello, love.” He responds while quickly turning himself around in your arms to face you.

“You won’t believe what happened in transfiguration today!” You say while bouncing up and down on your toes.

Regulus quirks an eyebrow as a silent gesture of telling you to continue.

“Okay, okay, so..” You begin to ramble excitedly about some silly thing James had done to impress Lily, but Regulus wasn’t exactly listening.

Well of course he was listening, he listens to everything you’ve ever said, but at this very moment he was enraptured by just watching you.

The way your eyes sparkle in the light beaming in from the windows, how your hair is slightly messed up from the school day, but especially the glowing smile on your face as you talk a mile a minute.

Eventually Regulus snaps out of his little trance, glancing behind your head seeing Barty and Evan laughing and mocking Regulus, who's always been stone cold, melting before their eyes.

But what snaps them all out of their silent mocking, is when you finish your story.

“I mean I just can’t believe Lily finally agreed to a date with him.”

All three boys snap to your face when you say that and at once they speak.

“She said yes??”

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[another-lost-mc]

NSFW Alphabet | ARCTURUS x gn!Reader 0.3k words | NSFW | Smutty A/N: This is for a request from my ask box, but I'm going to consolidate any additional letter prompts here too. 🧡

Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Given the choice, he will always prefer to come inside you.

He gets off on watching his cum trickle out of you, and he loves the obscene squelching noises of his cock thrusting into you when you’re already full.

Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a pair of your underwear and jerks off with them when he’s especially horny.

Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Sometimes he’ll sneak off to his dorm room to jerk off, even in the middle of the day. He likes to do it when your scent still lingers on his clothes.

Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise kink, corruption kink & roleplay, slight exhibitionism

Location (favorite places to do the do)

Outside, in the academy gardens or in the forest outside of town. He likes spending time with you outdoors but sometimes he just can’t wait to find a proper bed if he wants you.

The kitchen: so many surfaces to bend you over, or lay you on. You’re always complimenting his cooking and it gets him riled up.

Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

When you’re not around, he’s not afraid to brag about being with you—and fucking you—when the other sorcerers are around. He’s very subtle about it, but he likes knowing that the others are jealous that he has you and they don’t.

[sleepytwilight]

Pairing: Arcturus x Summoner.

♡•What is a delusional yandere?

Delusional: This Yandere type holds the belief or impressions that their Darling already loves them, which is typically contradicted by reality. They take their Darling's actions the wrong way; if they do something out of kindness, the Yandere will think it's out of love.

- ♥ -

The first time, Arcturus met you. You were fragile and weak, you depended a lot on guide committee, especially him. You called him a star, nobody ever praise him like that. He felt he was enchanted by you...

Slowly you are adapting to this world with his help. Arcturus don't like to be separated from you, especially when you are still adapting to this world. If he can, he'll take you with him everywhere.

But you said, you don't want to be a bother to him, you refuse his kindness because you are worried.

Arcturus is not used to this. He doesn't know what is it, but he like it. He likes you.

You are kind enough to cook him a meal because you are worried to see him working with no break. The moment Arcturus take the lunch box from your hand, that's where it started.

the love he felt blossomed.

He want more of it. He want more of your love. He want you to give him love.

The other guide committee notices Arcturus became a little bit clingy on you than the usual.

But, they just brush it off. Thinking Arcturus just want you to feel like home while living in here.

Arcturus wouldn't do bad things to you, they would know it.

He is too kind to be a pushover too.

You can say no if Arcturus started to making you uncomfortable.

After all, Arcturus is kind enough to be your guide even though he is busy so you should be grateful and not complain.

So all you just need to do is sit still and treat Arcturus kindly. In exchange, he'll be gentle.

He'll forgive you if you act kind to others guide members but oh how he hated you treat other the same way you treat him. Why are you playing with his heart? Are you planning to choose other if he wasn't useful enough? Oh, he won't let it happen. He will never let it happen.

He'll hurt you if it make you to only look at him with those mesmerize eyes.

He'll cause rumours on you if it make you only to stay by his side.

He'll hurt himself if that make you to be obedient.

He hated how you keep on running toward dangers. Oh how much he love to lock you up in a bird cage, so he can take care of you.

He want to take off your wings, so you can only depend on him to fly. He is fucked up, Arcturus knows that.

But how can he resist you?

He can't.

He wiling to hurt others and frame it on you. You will cling on him for forgiveness, you must or else... It'll get worse.

He knows what he did is wrong... But this is your fault to begin with. So you must deal it with.

After all, he is your home. The first man you met in Neb Aula and the last man you'll be in the rest of your life.

He is Arcturus. First sorcerer of Boötes. Guardian of Bound Arlyn, blessed by the Eighty-eight counselor.

And you are Summoner, his summoner.

[hamlets-ak]

pygmalion and galatea ༊*·˚

༘♡ do you have sinful thoughts sometimes?

in which regulus is a painter and you are his muse

*18+, minors DNI, sexual themes & references, romantic dynamic, first time, consent

Your eyes were fixed on him and couldn't look away.

Regulus had the face of Apollo. Sharp yet smooth features with soft curves, plump reddish lips, and a slim straight nose with a little bump on it. His seemingly tired eyes were like the sky on a winter's day, rounder on the outside, corners pointing downwards.

Everything on him was so balanced and symmetric, even the curls that were spread messily around him. Watching the hair fall on top of his forehead, covering his eyes, made you want to just extend your hand to brush it off, and lovingly pull it behind his ear.

He glanced up at you for a few moments at the feeling of your persistent stare, causing your eyes to move to the window behind him immediately. You gulped embarrassed that for only a second or two, he caught you darting him. You heard a smile forming on his face as he turned back to his canvas.

You had been working with Regulus for quite a while. He was laconic, only saying what was necessary to be said, nothing more, nothing less. However, your curiosity had forced you to spend hours and hours just examining him. You had learned every move of his by heart.

When he didn't like something he curled up his nose in discomfort. When he didn't like your pose or wanted you to fix your posture, he was biting his lips while quickly exchanging glances between you and the canvas. When he was running his hands through his hair, you knew you were done for the day. He didn't need to say a word and you understood immediately what he meant.

His gaze moved back to you and his eyes stayed there for longer than you expected. Without knowing he was still looking at you, you dared to glance at him. He smiled watching you hold your breath and lightly shook his head at the irony of your timidness.

The dark candlelit room was exhaling an erotic air. The trembling orange glow was softly hugging the curves of your body, as you were laid naked on a couch only a few meters away from him; your head balanced on your left hand that was on top of your right one, both placed on the arm of the couch, as your body was spread sideways; your right thigh on top of your left that was lightly extended to the front, creating shadows that were hiding your secret spots.

You had posed for many artists in the past but Regulus was the only one able to bring you self-consciousness. He made you feel vulnerable in front of him and incredibly nervous. Little did you know to Regulus you were the most beautiful muse that existed. He was in love with you just like Pygmalion was in love with Galatea.

Because of you, he was living in a constant contradiction. He wanted to look at you all day every day, but at the same time, he couldn't wait for you to leave so he could relax himself at the thought of your free body laying on his couch.

The secret to not revealing his feelings for you was to not speak and not look at you. But that day maybe it was the lust in the atmosphere, maybe it was your pose, maybe it was your siren stare, but he felt extremely bold and decided to play along.

You watched his Adam's apple rising and falling as he maneuvered his hips to the seat. You gulped and your lips separated at the view of his pants getting tighter. Regulus' grip on his pencil got harder, so tight almost able to break it in half. His eyes were sealed shut. Looking at him like that you couldn't help but press your legs together. You needed him right at that moment. As if Regulus heard your prayers, he looked at you, eyes dark by shadows, and let the pencil fall to the ground. You repositioned yourself, as you turned your head to the large windows on the side. He was the one with the huge bulge between his legs but somehow you ended up feeling completely ashamed because you just happened to look at him.

You heard the sound of the chair against the wooden floor and then slow steps towards you. You gulped, as you turned around only to see Regulus standing right in front of you, crouched to meet your height.

Your lips separated releasing hot breaths. Heartbeat became unsteady when his dirty palm touched your cheek, leaving red stains of paint behind it. He held you, his thumb trailing all the way up until it reached your ear, as his other fingers hugged the side of your neck.

His head leaned close and eyes moved from your sparkling stare to your soft lips. With forehead almost touching forehead and tasting the other's breath, you tented your neck closing the gap between you. Your hand moved to his wrist, fingers wrapped kindly around his pulse.

Regulus tied both hands on the back of your neck lightly standing up and sitting on the couch beside you, then leaning his body against yours.

His lips were silky and felt like you were touching clouds. You let his hand free run down the line between your chest and find his way to the curve of your waist, coloring you as he swam down your body.

You gasped hard at his arm that traveled back on your breast, your nipple captive of his pale fingers. Regulus' breath was coming out in flustered pants. His lips moved to your jaw, kissing tenderly your neck and then down your collarbones, ending on your chest. You could feel his sweaty hair caressing your skin. You moaned pulling his curls behind, holding them out of his face, while he was licking, lightly sucking your nipples.

He smiled as he kissed your belly and you breathed out shakily watching the way his grey eyes were fixed on you. He moved lower and lower until he ran his tongue on your pubic hair, his hands rubbing both sides of your outer thighs and then your buttocks.

You chuckled at him, your little laugh breaking the deadly silence that dominated the room. He couldn't help but smile again, his eyes meeting yours, as his fingers moved into your inside thighs and then slowly on your knees.

He moved one of your legs and without much thinking, he dived in between them. He looked up at you as he sucked your folds and buried his tongue inside. Your hands pulled his hair and pressed him down on you, not being able to keep up with his teasing.

You were already so wet, Regulus must have realized himself, that's why he was looking at you. Your head fell back on the arm of the couch as you moaned. Every time he got deeper and deeper, faster and faster, sucking your folds hard as if trying to drain them. He made you completely soaked and you were ready to release with trembling legs that he held both sides steady while his head was deep finding its way inside you.

Feeling that you were ready to cum, Regulus pulled back and sucked your folds. His head came out of your thighs to take a breath and a cry escaped your lips, holding tightly his wrist to the couch. You gave in to your orgasm.

He leaned down and with a mischievous smile, his tongue lashed at everything it could get while sucking on you at the same time. He had you in his mouth, dripping from his lips.

Regulus stood up and pecked your lips once. Your eyes followed him, your whole body panting, looking at him carelessly unbuttoning his white shirt and tossing it to the floor next to you. You leaned down on the couch to both your elbows gazing at him grinning and taking down his black pants, followed by his stained trunks.

Your head slightly tilted to the side, in your face marked a dreamy look. His body was lean with taut muscles and an erection that made you wonder how could he fit inside you without tearing you apart.

He carefully fell on top of you, on that old worn-out couch. His chest was pressed on top of yours and you could feel his bulge between your legs. He groaned, locking you between his arms, his cock trying to find its way inside you. Your hands took his wet length squeezing it gently before placing it on your opening.

Only the tip of his cock made your whole body shake. You let your head fall back as Regulus pressed down on you, his lips releasing hot breaths on your ear. He kissed you sweetly.

Regulus hovered over you again your faces only centimeters apart, lips almost touching. Both of your hands cupped his face for just a few seconds so you could see him clearly. He was like a wild animal. That blissed-out expression, that tilt of the head, the movement of the Adam's apple struggling to swallow.

Your skins brushed savagely, yet with a strange tenderness against each other. Every move was so barbaric but kind at the same time. You could breathe the other in, stained moans eliciting from both of you.

The couch rattled beneath you as Regulus' pelvis smushed inside you, animalistic screams of delight leaving both your mouths.

« Oh, fuck! », Regulus gasped. « I feel like fucking Pygmalion. » His words made you smile. « Does that make me Galatea? », you asked cheekily. Regulus grinned while his whole body was panting.

Shadows casted by the flinching light of the candles towered over you at the walls making you look five times bigger than you actually were, imitating your every move like mirrors.

« Regulus! », you breathed out as he jerked against you again causing both of you to release at the same time. Regulus tiredly fell on top of you, hugging you tight. His eyes moved up to you and smiled watching your beautiful almost painful grimace.

Hands cupped your flushed panting face, holding it tightly with his shaky grip, and his thumbs wiped away your tears. He pressed his forehead against yours, your sweat mixing up, as he looked into your eyes and then smashed a kiss on your lips.

The summer breeze flew inside dragging the curtains with it and burning off the candles. You looked at him laying on top of you, the moonglow caressing his pale skin, and you thought feeling his heart pounding against your belly, that this was your person and you wanted to stay there, glued to him forever.

[gh0stlylace]

Regulus’s phone rings contact showing “Daddy”

Sirius laughing: “You have our Dad saved as daddy?”

Regulus answering the phone with a flat expression: “Hi James, I’m having Lunch with Sirius..Can I call you back?”

Sirius spiting and choking on his drink: “Oh bloody hell”

[ellecdc]

Hii L!! I don't know if requests are still open but I really like how you write whimsical!reader and I've been thinking about it a lot lately. is it possible to write a whimsical!reader with Regulus that's centered outside of the AMWAP universe? Thank u smmm

-spokenfolk

they'd be so cute fr. thanks for requesting 🫶

Regulus Black x whimsical!reader (gender not specified)

Regulus knew he shouldn’t be surprised to find you out here – but his heart thumped in relief when he finally made out your form standing ankle deep in the Black Lake with your face pointed towards the stars above. 

Most people would begin to panic, finding their partner standing in a body of water in the middle of the night all alone. But this was just the kind of thing one learned to expect when dating you.

Expect the unexpected.

“You’re going to have to find a better hiding spot, my love.” He called out to you from the dry edge of the shore. You never spooked at the suddenness of his voice, proving you’d somehow sensed his presence prior to him alerting you of it. 

Though he couldn’t see your face, he could tell you were smiling.

“I wasn’t hiding, Regulus.” You said as if he were being particularly ridiculous. As if he hadn't just spent the better part of an hour looking around the castle for you.

He smiled all too adoringly at your back even though you couldn’t see him. “Could have fooled me.”

You turned at that, offering Regulus a kind smile. Regulus guesses you would be incapable of smiling any other way. “I hope I didn’t worry you terribly.” 

Regulus felt his heart squeeze at the sentiment. He’d likely worry about you for the rest of his life if he were to be quite honest. He’d be happy to do so, however.

“What are you up to, tonight?” He asked instead of answering you.

You turned your smile back towards the sky; Regulus mourned the loss of it. “Recharging.”

He hummed in acknowledgment as if what you just said made any sense at all to him. “Do you think you’ll be much longer?”

You chuckled at him and turned your entire body to face the shore instead. “You cannot rush this Regulus. Why don’t you join me?” You said, opening your arms widely.

Regulus hated to admit how inviting your embrace seemed to him, even at the expense of soaking his pant legs. He held strong, however. 

“I quite like the view from here, thank you.”

You let your arms fall to your sides, but your smile never wavered. 

“It’s very good for your inner vibrations, Regulus. The moon has been charging these waters all month. Tonight is the new moon, so you must recharge tonight, otherwise you’ll be waiting another month to try again.”

Regulus was sure you were trying your hardest to sound stern, but your voice only echoed across the waters like the gentle song of a siren calling him to his watery grave.

And who was he to deny that call?

“Oh, if you insist.” He spoke into the night, not at all begrudgingly removing his shoes and socks before rolling his pant legs up as far as they would go to join you in the lake.

The wattage of your smile rivaled that of the moon not currently present in the sky, acting as a beacon guiding Regulus towards you. 

You spun in your place to once again point your face to the sky while Regulus slotted himself in behind you and wrapped you in his arms, pushing his face into the crook of your neck. 

“You’re supposed to face the stars, Reggie.” You whispered to him.

Regulus hummed into your neck. “Who says I’m not?”

You chuckled, patting Regulus’ hands from their place on your stomach as you allowed him to rock you back and forth gently.

“You’re silly.” You admonished. 

The two of you stood in the water, swaying placidly as if you were being pushed ashore by the meager waves this Lake produced, enjoying the quiet and each other’s company.

“Doesn’t this feel wonderful, Regulus?”

Sitting in the quiet night, alone, with you in his embrace? Yes; Regulus thought this felt very wonderful.