#duncan quagmire x reader

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「𝘈 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴」

Started: February 17th, 2024 Updated: February 18th, 2024

Characters I write for in the show 'A Series of Unfortunate Events'

Count Olaf Duncan Quagmire Isadora Quagmire Klaus Baudelaire Lemony Snicket Monty Montgomery Quigley Quagmire Violet Baudelaire

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A Series of Unfortunate Events Masterlist (DISCONTINUED)

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Coconut Cake & Cuddles (Montgomery!Reader)

📚Y/N Montgomery has a nightmare and goes to the kitchen to eat some cake, where Klaus finds her. They talk about her nightmare and Klaus cuddles Y/N to sleep. ~500 words

Distractions

📚The Baudelaire children, Beatrice, and Y/n are stranded on the island and Y/n starts to give up hope on ever leaving. She spends her days trying to keep herself distracted when she’s not helping take care of Sunny or Beatrice. But the distractions start to get in the way of her health. ~1.1k words

Twists and Turns

📚Y/n can’t stop overthinking instead of sleeping. She goes to her boyfriend Klaus to tell him her thoughts and gets nothing but reassurance. ~500 words

Icy Love

📚Y/n and Klaus go ice skating. But Klaus doesn’t know how to skate. ~600 words

Very Freezing Day

📚Violet, Klaus, and Y/n are just trying to save Sunny from Count Olaf. But after being chased by snow gnats, they run into a cave and find the Snow Scouts. Y/n is constantly cold, Klaus wants to keep her warm, and Carmelita won’t stop asking for attention. ~1k words

Attention

📚Klaus wants to read, Y/n wants attention. They have to come to a solution. ~600 words

Guess

📚Y/n has been with the Baudelaires since they showed up on Monty’s doorstep. When they board the Queequeg, Y/n can’t help the jealousy overcome when Fiona gets a little too close to Klaus. ~900 words

Keep You Safe (Poe!Reader)

📚Being sick of her family’s comments about her friends, Y/n Poe decides to stay with the Baudelaire’s when they’re sent to Prufrock Preparatory School. When Count Olaf comes to the school to get to the Baudelaire’s, Klaus becomes concerned about Y/n’s wellbeing. ~1.9k words

The Siren and The Bookworm

📚As a siren, all the attention you received was fake or short lived. But your new partner proves to be an outlier. ~2.5k words

HEADCANONS

Parent Headcanons

📚Klaus Baudelaire as a parent headcanons. ~200 words

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Save Yourself (POC!Plus Size!Reader)

🎀The Baudelaires meet Y/n, a volunteer at the Heimlich Hospital. Y/n takes it upon herself to help her new friends, but it doesn’t go as planned. ~1.9k words

HEADCANONS

Relationship Headcanons

🎀Dating Violet Baudelaire headcanons. ~300 words

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Prufrock Friends (Poe!Reader)

📝Y/n Poe is about to start her first day at Prufrock Preparatory School. But she isn’t the only one, because 2 triplet orphans that moved in with her family are going to the same place. ~900 words

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A Little Too Much (Baudelaire!Reader)

📰The Baudelaire children are staying in the jail cell in the Village of Foul Devotees. Y/N gets overwhelmed with all that’s happened and her siblings comfort her, telling her that everything will be okay. ~900 words

Reunited

📰The two Quagmire triplets and Y/n L/n are reunited at Prufrock Prep after years of separation. ~1.4k words

Secret’s Out (Ravenclaw!Reader) (Hogwarts!AU)

📰At Hogwarts, things spread fast. No matter how hard you try to keep something a secret. ~1.1k words

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Before We Go (Baudelaire!Reader)

🌏Y/n Baudelaire has only known Quigley Quagmire for a short time. They should be focused on saving her baby sister, but while they take a rest on the way up the mountain, some other things come up. Many things in their lives are uncertain, but their feelings aren’t. ~1k words

Jealousy Gets You Nowhere

🌏Quigley doesn’t like the fact that Y/n and Klaus are friends. ~1.3k words

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Quiet dreamers (Reader x Klaus Baudelaire)

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Lunch time.

The cafeteria was quiet. Unlike any other cafeteria one could be accustomed to. Yet this was no ordinary cafeteria. It was Prufrock prep’s cafeteria. Where students were kept in check. Due to the seriousness of the school, there became an unwritten rule that lunch time was being held in silence. Any talking could draw the attention of teachers, would draw the attention to punishment. The silence had woven a way into the school’s spirit.

At one of the tables sat you. Picking at your food as it was never something tasty. Nothing that made you yearn for lunch time with treats. Common food that barely had any taste. You were alone sitting at the long table benches. Your fork going mindlessly around in your plate as your gaze was focused forwards. Barely any movement from your eyes as you were lost. Lost in your own thoughts. It was a habit you had picked up along the way. Since talking wasn’t much allowed. Or at least no one did loudly enough for the teachers.

Eyes barely tracking anything. Locked on the distance as you lived your life in your mind. When on one talked to you, you created the habit of taking comfort in you own company. At first it was very little, then it became more frequent. A bad habit Prufrock prep had enabled on you. It wasn’t that you had much friends. Not until the Baudelaire children arrived. You sort of enrolled into them as you were somewhat friends with Isadora and Duncan Quagmire. Through them you came in contact with the Baudelaire children. No longer so alone anymore.

So caught up with yourself, you didn’t hear the upcoming footsteps. The movement nearing, followed by whispering. The Quagmire’s and Baudelaire’s came sitting around you. – “Midday Y/n.” – Isadora said, seeing you not respond. Violet wanted to snap her finger in front of you as Klaus kept her hand down.  – “Allow me.” – he said, getting back up.

Coming around the table to where Duncan was sitting beside you. With a simple gesture he asked for Duncan to make some room. Duncan scooted over, making room for Klaus. Klaus came sitting backwards. Back against the table to get a clearer view of you. Klaus placed his hand on yours.

“Y/n.” – he said softly giving your hand a squeeze. His touch made you blink surprised, seeing your friends suddenly around you. – “How long have you been here?” – you asked, not sure how long they were here. Having lost track of time. Klaus sheepishly back at you.

“You were in your head again, Y/n.” – he replied tapping you on your forehead. – “Oh…” – was your first response, feeling a bit embarrassed. Looking shyly down. Klaus took your hand, placing it fully in his. – “It’s alright.” – he whispered to you, knowing a bit already how you were. He didn’t blame you. Prufrock was a place where you wanted to escape. Even when it was in your own head.

Where it was much saver and much more interesting. Klaus swept his legs over the bench, to sit straightforward. They started whispering, keeping their heads low. You kept a smile up, following for a little while. Till you started to think of other things. Slowly drifting away as their words became muffled mouth movements. Barely paying attention to what they were saying, but still engaging in the conversation with little head nods.

You blinked surprised when they suddenly got up. – “What... what’s going on? Where are we going?” – you asked, getting up as well. Taking your tray in your hand. – “Didn’t you hear anything I said?” – Duncan questioned, quirking his eyebrow up. – “Of…of course…” – you answered, not wanting to sound like you didn’t. You quirked up a silly smile to show him, you understood. Sunny looked up to you, shaking her little head. She knew you were lying. Your friends carried on as you simply followed them. Having no clue of the context of their leaving.

Setting the tray away, you dusted your hands off, jogging after them. Klaus waited for you by the door, coming to step in line with you. – “We are heading for the sport tracks, dreamer.” – Klaus informed you, tapping you on the cheek. – “Oh…” – you responded as it made him laugh. Known to your simple ‘oh’s of recognition that you completely missed the point.

Isadora, Duncan, Violet and Sunny taking the lead as Klaus remained by your side. – “I’m sorry.” – you told him, feeling a bit guilty. Fidgeting with your uniform from the nerves. Klaus noticed it, taking your hand to stop you from fidgeting. He brought your hand up, giving you a little tug that you were closer to him. – “I don’t need an apology dreamer.” – he told you. His response made you smile back at him.

Klaus lowered his hand, slowly taking his hand out of yours. Tugging them in his pockets. – “How are classes Y/n?” – he asked curious, pushing his glasses further up his nose. – “Why do you ask?” – you answered a bit suspiciously. – “I’m just asking.” – Klaus responded with a shrug of his shoulders.

“You think I barely catch up with him schoolwork, thinking I am not paying much attention, don’t you?” – you called out to him with an accusing point. – “Well are you?” – Klaus came to a stop, tilting his head a bit. You tried to keep a serious face, keeping your glare up, but it soon faltered. There was no lying to him.

Your hand dropped, shoulders slouching down with a deep sigh. – “Maybe…” – you said quietly don’t wanting to admit to it much. – “Y/n.” – Klaus groaned out that you weren’t paying attention. – “I can’t help it!” – you shouted back, pressing your palms against your eyes.

Klaus sighed soft, looking back at his sisters and the Quamire’s. – “Wait!” – he shouted loud for their attention. They all paused, turning around. – “Y/n and I am heading for the library.” – he said. Your friends simply nodded, continuing to leave. – “Why are we going to the library?” – you asked him. Klaus gave you a look, taking your hand. – “To study dreamer.” – he told you.

You let Klaus take you to the library to study. Education was important to him. His mind like a book computer. Everything he ever read still vivid in his mind, the information easy to grab. Like picking it from the shelves. You entered the library as it was almost deserted. But a few students who preferred to avoid the cafeteria sat down. Some desperately doing their homework. Others simply browsing through the books to pass the time.

Klaus eyed a table, setting you down. – “Stay here.” – he said, pressing his hands down on your shoulders. Confused, you looked from side to side, watching him leave. He disappeared into a row. Taking his time. You started kicking your feet back and forth. Thinking about being alone with him.

Before you could stop it, your head filled with things again. Thinking away about anything but your surroundings. They became numb as you weren’t paying close attention to them. You got startled when a stack of books dropped with a thud down on the table. – “Arise and shine, dreamer.” – Klaus chuckled out. You shot him a glare. – “I wasn’t dreaming.” – you told him, crossing your arms.

Klaus nodded not believing you, taking a seat beside you. He opened the first book, laying it out to you. – “Must I really?” – you asked him, grabbing hard onto the side of the chair. Klaus nodded. – “Unless you don’t wish to spend time with me alone?” – he asked pushing his glasses just a bit further up. Your eyes widened, making you wave your hands across.

“No of course I want to.” – you told him. – “Good.” – he replied opening another book. – “Consider it a study date.” – he said sheepishly. You turned bashful, turning your head away. – “Y/n.” – Klaus started, taking you by your chin to look at him. – “I need your full attention.” – he finished, gazing into your eyes. You nodded numbly, caught up by his stare.

Klaus started educating you. Whenever he felt like he was losing you, he tapped your forehead. Calling you ‘dreamer’ before continuing again. Each time you chuckled sheepishly that you had failed again. Klaus being very patient with it.

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❥ 10 things i hate about you

cameron james, kat stratford, bianca stratford, patrick verona, michael eckman, mandella

❥ marvel

natasha romanoff, bucky barnes, steve rogers, carol danvers, stephen strange, sam wilson, gamora, gwen stacy, tony stark, kate bishop, loki laufeyson, may parker, peter parker (tasm & mcu), peter quill, pietro maximoff, wanda maximoff, thor odinson, yelena belova

❥ pirates of the caribbean

jack sparrow, will turner, elizabeth swann

❥ grishaverse

alina starkov, the darkling / aleksander morozova, malyen oretsev, genya safin, david kostyk, zoya nazyalensky, nikolai lantsov, kaz brekker, inej ghafa, jesper fahey, nina zenik, matthias helvar, wylan van eck

❥ the school for good and evil

agatha of woods beyond, sophie of woods beyond, tedros of camelot, hort of bloodbrook, hester of ravenswood, anadil of bloodbrook, dot of nottingham, rafal

note: sophie x hort x reader is a fav

❥ the hunger games

katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, gale hawthorne, haymitch abernathy, finnick odair, johanna mason

❥ harry potter

harry potter, ron weasley, hermione granger, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, draco malfoy, neville longbottom, luna lovegood, cedric diggory, oliver wood, theodore nott, daphne greengrass, blaise zabini, tom riddle, james potter, sirius black, remus lupin, lily evans, regulus black, mary macdonald, dorcas meadowes, marlene mckinnon

❥ miss peregrine’s home for peculiar children

jacob portman, emma bloom, enoch o’connor (MOVIE ONLY), olive abroholos elephanta (MOVIE ONLY), millard nullings (BOOK ONLY), hugh apiston (BOOK ONLY), fiona frauenfeld (BOOK ONLY), bronwyn bruntley (BOOK ONLY)

note: i will write for book- or movieverse jacob & emma. please specify which you would like when requesting or i will default to bookverse.

❥ shatter me

juliette ferrars, aaron warner, kenji kishimoto, nazeera ibrahim

❥ the folk of the air

jude duarte, cardan greenbriar

❥ percy jackson

percy jackson, annabeth chase, grover underwood, thalia grace, jason grace, piper mclean, leo valdez, frank zhang, reyna avila ramirez arellano

❥ avatar: the last airbender

katara, sokka, zuko, azula, mai, ty lee

❥ a series of unfortunate events

violet baudelaire, klaus baudelaire, duncan quagmire, isadora quagmire, quigley quagmire

❥ newsies

jack kelly, davey jacobs, katherine pulitzer, crutchie morris, spot conlon

❥ frankenstein

victor frankenstein, the monster, elizabeth lavenza, henry clerval

❥ little women

jo march, meg march, beth march, amy march, theodore laurence

❥ star wars

anakin skywalker, obi-wan kenobi, padme amidala, luke skywalker, leia organa, han solo, rey, finn, kylo ren, poe dameron

❥ my babysitter’s a vampire

ethan morgan, benny weir, sarah fox, rory keaner, erica jones

❥ yellowjackets

shauna shipman, lottie matthews, misty quigley, taissa turner, van palmer, natalie scatorccio, jackie taylor, laura lee, mari, akilah, jeff sadecki

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Baudelaires/Quagmires and Metalhead Reader

Request: Can I have a headcanon about the reaction of Baudelaires and Quagmaires to you being a metalhead and playing electric guitar, pls? Thanks!

A/n: These are short because I literally don't know much about either of these things but I wanted to try!

Violet

Violet would probably love it

As soon as she finds out, she thinks it's hilarious but she also thinks it suits you

She would definitely ask if you could teach her how to play the electric guitar

It's not really her thing, but she loves to learn about the things that make the people she cares about happy

The two of you would spend hours together with headphones on, listening to metal music and laughing

If you ever went to a concert, she would be there with you jamming out

Like I said, she's not super into it but she would vibe with it just because it makes you happy and also because if she turns it up sometimes it gets Klaus to stop bothering her

Klaus

Klaus hates that stuff, mostly just because he prefers instrumental music and that's way too different

But he would never give you crap for liking it

And if someone tried to give you crap for liking it, oh boy, he would not stand for it

He would prefer to stick to his own interests, but he respects yours and would ask you questions about it from time to time

He's the type of guy who would bring out his classical instruments and play them while you play your electric guitar, you can barely hear them over your guitar but you love playing with him

Isadora

Isadora doesn't really understand metal at all

Music is very poetic to her and she doesn't understand why anyone would enjoy music that isn't like that

So she'd be very interested in everything you'd have to say about it

She'd even take notes

Would buy you stickers to stick on your electric guitar

Somehow, you would probably get her sucked into it too

She doesn't seem the type, but when around you she would definitely be into it

Duncan

Duncan also isn't a huge fan of metal music

But he doesn't want to make you feel bad about your taste in music, after all, things like that are awfully subjective

He will try to listen to it but you will be able to tell he hates it

You'll probably laugh and tell him he doesn't have to listen but he'll insist he's fine

Still, you won't force him to listen to it again

He does think your guitar is cool, though

He will want to play with it a bit, even if he has no idea how it works

No concerts for him though, he couldn't handle that

Quigley

Quigley definitely loves metal too

He gives me secret metalhead vibes, I don't know why maybe I'm wrong and instead you get him into it

Either way, you and him listen to metal together all the time

He actually gets an electric guitar too, to play with you

You love to annoy his siblings together

Tell me he wouldn't go to a concert with you, he would

And he would be just as into it, if not moreso, than you

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HEADCANNON NIGHT!!

Since I’m in the mood for it, I’ll be doing a little headcannon night starting today (august 9) until tomorrow (august 10). So, during the duration of this time - please feel free to send in some headcannon ideas.

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Can you do an imagine where y/n is dating Duncan quagmire and she gives him the silent treatment and he is just begging her to talk to him?

(A/N): The reader is a teenager in this. Future imagines will be AU’s where they’re both at least young adults (if not, it’ll be platonic).

“(Y/N), please.”

You turn your body away from him so you can concentrate on the poetry book you’ve been trying to read for the past few minutes now, Duncan giving out a sigh at your reaction.

“Come on, (Y/N)...” You violently move away when you feel his fingers touch your shoulder, his eyes saddening at your reaction. “I’ve said that I’m sorry a million times… please just talk to me.”

You loudly breathe out through your nose, staying silent as you turn your page. 

“Please, I’m begging you… just say one word… One word, (Y/N)...” He feels his heart breaking when you continue to ignore him, a sad pout appearing on his lips. “I haven’t heard your voice in days...”

You roll your eyes at his words. He should have thought about that before flirting with the new girl, Violet.

“... (Y/N)? ” He doesn’t say anything else for a few seconds, your whole body tensing up when you feel his arms wrap around your stomach and his puts his chin on your shoulder. “You know I love you, right?”

Your fingers tighten on your book, your cheeks warming up. He never said that word before.

“Well-” You have difficulties to speak up, not noticing his eyes lightening up when he hears your voice. “-it doesn’t feel like it.”

Your walls were cracked, he just needed to find a way to regain your trust again.

“I’m really sorry…” You bite onto your bottom lip, knowing deep down that he’s being honest; your pride is just getting in the way. “You’re the only one who’s on my mind, I swear.”

You free one of your hands to rub your eyes, feeling short of breath. Why does he always have to say things like that?

“(Y/N)?”

“It’s okay…” You put your book down and give out a small smile, Duncan slightly freeing you so you turn and face him. “I forgive you.”

“Oh, thank god.” You playfully quirk an eyebrow at his words, the boy taking your hands in his while looking down in embarrassment. “I don’t know how I would have lived in a world where you hate me.”

“I could never hate you.” He looks up at you with hopeful eyes, a grin stretching out from your lips. “I mean, you annoy me sometimes…”

“Hey!” You give out a snort at his reaction, the boy giving out a pout. “Not fair!”

“But…” You grin turns to a sweet smile. “I wouldn’t wanna live in a world where you’re not in it.”

He gives out the warmest smile you’ve ever seen him wear, and you just know in your heart that he’ll do anything to not hurt you in any way again.

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Comfort | D.Q. (A Series of Unfortunate Events)

Summary: A reporter asks questions about the girl who has the universe on her eyes.

Warnings: None

Words: 3,4k

Requested: Yes

Duncan had written everything he had seen, touched, or tasted just like the true journalist that he is but one thing that he can’t reach is the stars and Y/n. The girl that lives next door of the Quagmires, and when he already dared to talk to the girl, luck was not on his side. Just as he thought that a normal day of his parent’s returning home, his house had perished from the fire along with his brother and parents.

Before the night had befallen, he was watching the girl set up a telescope at her own rooftop. He was curious about the astronomical objects and the beyond, but fate had other plans for him. His mother who walked passed by and saw his son watching the next-door neighbor prepare her tools to use.

“Why don’t you go talk to her? A great journalist asks their questions and  not keeps them for themselves.” His mother said as they both looked at the girl who was shouting at another person below. 

“I don’t know Mom, I haven’t built up my confidence to talk to her.” He replied and turned to walk away.

“Questions unanswered would only make you curious, and would not leave you satisfied. I say that you go talk to her and see for yourself how much she knows about astronomy. It would be a great addition for your report at dinner later but with her permission of course.” Mrs. Quagmire said, Duncan added, “I’ll talk to her tomorrow then, I’ll prepare my questions beforehand.” He smiled and walked back to his room.

That night, at the small notebook, that he had always brought wherever he went, containing questions, observations, interviews, and findings that he did. He had written two pages long questions that he would ask the girl ranging from What constellations intrigued her the most to personal questions about the girl’s life. Sure their next-door neighbor is a mystery, just like what's beyond the atmosphere, but he was ready to know what secrets the universe and she hides.

Just as the night air was peaceful and Y/n who spent her dinner looking at the stars, and jotting them down in her notebook. She stood up to head down when she saw a mysterious car parked outside her next-door neighbors, at first she didn’t mind and let it off because she had better things to do before going back to Prufrock Preparatory School. 

Her mother insisted that it would be great that she studied in her alma mater. She could only nod and smile at her mother’s request; she didn’t want to argue further and let her mother be angry with her but it did seem like Prufrock is great as it sounds due to its given Pamphlet from the mail.

But when she was resting just to stargaze and look up at the night sky, she felt something warm coming from her side. It felt like she was down at the fireplace in their living room; when she sat up from her lying down form, Y/n saw that the next-door neighbor’s house erupted in a big fire. 

“Fire! There is a fire!” She shouted and immediately climbed down towards her bedroom window, not even minding that her mother was probably in her beauty’s sleep. She banged the door loudly to wake everyone in her house and grabbed to wake her mother.

“There is a fire next-door, we should help them!” She urged, her father already on his feet, had started to run to where his tools lay, to get a bucket of water. Her mother immediately called the fire department for help, Y/n walked out barefooted and looked at the front door we’re the two siblings covered in their own blankets stood. The Quagmires whose faces were covered in cinder, watch as their house burns, waiting anxiously for their family member’s to step out. But to no avail, none did. Not even the other ⅓ of the triplets or their parents, they stood mortifyingly looking at the front door which already turned into ash in mere seconds. Y/n stepped forward touching them both lightly at their shoulders, Y/n's mother who just walked out of their house, grabbed the two kids and bundled them under her touch, Comforting them as they stared at the house that stood tall, falling in nothing but ash.

All Duncan could hear was the white noise in his mind, his brother and parents have gone in a blink of an eye. He couldn’t breathe properly, all he saw was his mother telling him to stay safe as she goes fetch Quigley at the library. All he saw was his mother running back, and never coming back. He was far too speechless but he wanted to cry, it was happening too fast. When the fire truck came it was far too late, his family was gone except for his sister who held his hand throughout the night. 

Mrs. L/n who talked to the authorities about what happened, and had argued about letting the children stay at her place first before being questioned by the police. Isadora watched the scene unfold, and his brother who was on the brink of breaking down could only act as the anchor for both of them. It seemed like Mrs. L/n won the argument and ushered the children inside her home, provided them with warm drinks and clean towels to wipe off the cinder of their faces. 

Y/n had stood outside the door of their living room, staring at the children at their sofa, the boy had looked far too broken and unstable while the girl tried to give up a strong act in front of her. She handed them both warm drinks and stood idly at the door when she was done. She wanted to talk to them but what can she say at this moment, “I’m sorry for your loss?” when it’s far too early and might put them into shock. Y/n gave them the space they needed and walked to the room of her parents.

“What will happen to them?” She asked but her parents didn’t know what to say, at the moment her questions were left unanswered. Her father offered her a hug, and she instantly loosens up to his comforting touch.

Downstairs at the home of Y/n, the siblings sat quietly. Isadora looked at his brother who was far too quiet, they both knew that they couldn’t sleep it off. Tomorrow they’ll be questioned and assigned to their guardians. Duncan feared that he would be placed in an orphanage and probably separated with his sister and that if it did happen there would be less chance of them meeting. He was beyond terrified to even cry, it was like he felt all the emotions of anguish, pain, distress, and most of all was sadness. He didn’t want to cry, he wanted to be strong to protect his sister, and he would fight for them not to be separated, ever. 

Y/n light footsteps could be heard as she appeared at the doorway of the living room, she bit her lower lip in anxiousness. She knocked lightly at the wood to not startle the Quagmire siblings. Both of them looked at her, what she saw was their downcasted eyes filled with sorrow. 

“I- If you need anything don’t be afraid to ask me, or if you want to talk I’m all ears. Nobody had to walk this path alone, you don’t need to bottle it all up inside of you. I don’t want to push you guys into talking…” Y/n stuttered and for the first time, the siblings felt like they really could talk to someone, not just to each other but to someone who could understand and almost felt their pain. Both of them breathed out the heavy sigh they’ve been holding on, feeling like almost the weight on their shoulders is lifted by someone who would be willing to help them.

“I think that would be nice Y/n, but not now,” Isadora said sincerely and Y/n immediately nodded in understanding.

“Oh! Then call me if you ever need anything.” Y/n exclaimed and waved goodbye to them. 

That night neither the siblings nor Y/n ever batted a blink of sleep, Y/n didn’t realize that she had actually fallen asleep as soon as the morning sun basked her bedroom window. When her mother walked in to wake her up, she saw the bags under her eyes and decided to let her daughter rest some more. The Quagmires had already gotten up and folded their own blankets. Mr. L/n had gone down to prepare breakfast for all of them when a knocking came from their front door. A woman dressed in a nice suit had claimed that she was in charge of Orphan Affairs, therefore taking the Quagmire children to their respective guardian. Mr. L/n arguing that she should let the children have breakfast first and he would not let them go with an empty stomach. 

“I think you can spare 15 minutes or so, I would not let these children go before I feed them well enough. You’re rushing them to go too fast!” Mr. L/n argued and his wife stood beside him for support. The lady in a suit could only sigh and look at the watch on her hand and added, “Then I’ll give you 15 minutes. After that, say your farewell, this might be your last time meeting them.” She sternly said with a raised eyebrow.

“Why don’t you sit down by the living room first, or we offer you breakfast as well?” Mrs. L/n offered but the lady declined. Y/n came when she heard the noise downstairs, still rubbing her eyes open and sat down by the dining table.

“Who is that woman dad?” She whispered when he walked past her.

“She said she’s taking the Quagmires away.” He said back, the children’s gaze widened and all of them stared at the lady who sat too straight at the soft chair.

“I’m sorry Quagmires, I know you are great kids and we are happy to let you stay but we’re not your legal guardians to take care of both of you. The only thing I could do is to delay the inevitable and provide you some breakfast for your long journey, don’t worry I also prepared snacks for your travels.” Mr. L/n smiled and handed them paper bags that were too warm to touch and oddly smell like baked pastries, and the children smiled gratefully at him.

“Thank you,” Duncan replied and looked at the family in front of him. He avoided their gaze as he remembers his parent's comforting aura that made him feel safe. 

After eating their breakfast, wash to change into a new set of clothes. The Quagmires could only say their goodbye to the L/n family; They said their thanks. For Y/n she felt like it would be a long time for them to meet again, so she decided to do something to keep in touch.

“Send us letters if you have arrived safely!” Y/n said as the Quagmires boarded at the car of the lady in a suit, they both nodded and waved. 

That was back then when the Quagmires still felt safe at the home of the L/n’s, after a short while when they first met their guardian. Not long before their guardian had also died in mysterious circumstances, there was only one placed that accepted them and it was Prufrock Prep. Duncan didn’t feel safe at all, he started getting curious whether all of the deaths are connected. He had read in a newspaper about one fire and orphaned siblings, and after that several deaths were reported in The Daily Punctilio. 

At first, the Quagmires were treated as outcasts for being orphans and were mistreated by most of their classmates, except one. Y/n L/n had been attending Prufrock Prep and they could now sigh in relief as they saw a familiar face. When Y/n was assigned to tour them, she hugged both of them tightly as if they were long-lost friends.

“I can’t believe it! I’m so glad to see you again, although I didn’t receive any of your letters after a few weeks. I moved to the dorms here before classes so I could grow to be acquainted with the place. I even tried to ask my mother if she ever received letters from you but sadly there were none.” She smiled and grabbed them both by the arm, as she toured them around. 

“We’re sorry we had to move places again, our guardian passed away, therefore, we didn't have the time to write you letters,” Isadora mumbled quietly, making Y/n slow down.

“I’m sorry to hear that, my mother wanted to check up on you but we never got any news. Do you want to go hang out at my dorm later? So we could catch up on where I last missed, and I could give you tips or my notes; although I hardly doubt that you would find it fun. Some staff here are incompetent and would teach you useless things.” She whispered as they headed towards hallways after hallways, and Y/n guiding them. 

After that, the Quagmire felt comfortable around Y/n and considered her to be the only person that wouldn’t mind being around orphans even if she was teased by her other classmates about it. Especially Carmelita Spats, who ridicule her for being around 'cake sniffers'. Y/n would be often seen around them, and Duncan couldn’t help but admire her for standing up for them. Y/n gave him the comfort that he needed in this damned place, and he is glad to found a friend. Although now they're close like peas in a pod, he still didn't know much about Y/n other than what she had said; He wanted to know more.

He decided to take his mother’s advice in the first place and talk to the girl. He didn’t want to wait any longer to have the courage to talk to her; he thought that if he didn't take the chance. He might never meet her again. 

Notebook in hand, he walked towards Y/n tapped her on the shoulders. 

His hands felt sweaty, as did the back of his neck due to being near her. 

“Hey Duncan, what’s up?” She asked and smiled at him.

“Do you have the time later, I want to interview you about astronomy. I hope you don’t mind.” He blurted out and when he reached the last sentence, he swore he saw her eyes light up like the stars in the sky. She eagerly nodded and held his hand and replied, “I would love that!”

That night, Duncan had informed Isadora that he would sneak out. Isadora simply smiled teasingly and reassured him that she would be alright and that he must watch out not to get caught.

At the field where Y/n had hidden behind the bleachers, there she sat waiting for Duncan's arrival When he saw his silhouette, she had to reassure first that it was him and not anybody who might snitch on them. 

“Y/n!” Duncan called out, and immediately the girl stepped out from her hiding space and ushered him to come to her with a shout, “Over here!”

Duncan walked briskly and sat next to her, while she prepared a telescope and charts of hers. Duncan could only admire the girl who seemed to glow in the moonlight. He could only stare in awe, he grabbed his notebook out of his small bag and decided to read some questions that would be suitable to ask the young astronomer.

“Did you know that the word ‘Astronomer’ is an anagram of moon-starer? I was always staring at the moon, so you might consider me to be a moon-starer. To be precise when I was at the young age of 5 I had always dreamed of being able to walk into the moon and seeing the other side of it. I wanted to see what the moon sees. Sounds so shallow, doesn’t it?” Y/n replied as she gazed upon the crescent moon. 

“No, not at all, I think it sounds great that at a young age you already know what you wanted to be.” Duncan sighed and laid down, forgetting about the notes filled with questions but recalling the time that his parents were the one that was with him when he realized what he wanted to be. Y/n stared and smiled and laid down beside him.

“How about we ask each other questions, so I could know you better. You were my neighbor for years and yet I never did know something about you, even if we’re friends now.” Y/n suggested and he hummed in agreement.

“Deal, then let me ask you the first question.” He piped.

“You stated that you wanted to be an astronomer at 5, Was it a hobby that you would always stargaze? Or something just piqued your interest?” He asked and the girl beside him hummed.

“It piqued my interest in how large the universe really is, you see when I was young I would ask questions about the moon whether where it rests and why half of it is missing. As soon as I grew older I would ask complex questions that not even my parents could answer. How about you? When did you learn that you wanted to be a journalist?” She questioned, still looking at the stars.

“It was probably when I was 10 or 11, I actually don’t remember.” He said sadly, he tried to recall this distant memory but his mind only wanders to the fact that it was his parents that helped him discover it and that they were there for him that moment he found out.

“Hey, it’s okay you don’t need to push yourself. You could ask me some more or-” Before she could finish her sentence Duncan cut her off.

“Now I do remember, I remember doing all these crazy things like baking, sculpting, gardening but I never felt the spark. Isadora had wanted to become a poet and Quigley a cartographer, while I still didn't know what I wanted to be. My mother sat down next time one night and told me that I should question myself first and write all about it. The next thing I knew I filled the whole notebook with questions after questions, and that I was always curious and wanted to get all my questions answered. The next morning I conducted my first interview and it was with my mother. She said that I had a knack for being curious and that a great journalist’s first quality is being inquisitive. Did I overshare? I’m sorry it wasn’t supposed to be me that we should talk about.” He stammered but Y/n only smiled sweetly and urged him to continue.

“No, I like hearing you talk. You’ve been so close for so long that I didn’t know whether I would get to know this side of you. Please continue, I won’t mind.” She said and stared at him with blushing cheeks.

“It’s just I’ve been trying to stay strong for Isadora and myself but it’s been hard to just keep it all bottled up. I wanted to keep the memories of my parents alive but it seems that they’re fading and I don’t want that. I don’t want to let them go.” Duncan ranted, he felt tears prickling at the corners of his eye as soon as he let it out of his chest.

“You don’t always have to look strong, there are times when you need to cry and let it out. If you do, I wouldn’t judge because that is how you grieve. Don’t think that you’re letting them go if these memories are suddenly disappearing in your mind, but in your heart, they still live on. It’s okay, I’m here to listen to you.” Y/n reassured him and held his hand while they lay side by side. Duncan suddenly let out a deep breath he has been holding on and squeezed their hands tightly to thank her.

A silent tear fell from the corner of his eye, and he smiled sorrowfully. Y/n had been his comfort and taught him that he didn’t always need to put up a front to act strong and that there are times when you can simply let it go to breathe. He has been dealing with the death of his brother and parents silently and avoiding it altogether, but now that he knew better that he needed to talk about it with someone, either his sister or Y/n. The people who would always listen and comfort him, and wouldn’t leave him all alone to deal with his grief. 

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Unfortunate Events x Reader Masterlist:

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IMAGINE Growing up with the Quagmires and always playing “house” with them so you and Duncan could be married

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Started: February 18th, 2024 Updated: February 18th, 2024

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Hi can you please write a Duncan quagmire x fem ravenclaw reader imagine where they are both at Hogwarts where they have a secret relationship and they get outed?

Thank you sossososososooa much

Secret's Out (Duncan Quagmire X Ravenclaw!Reader)

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Summary: At Hogwarts, things spread fast. No matter how hard you try to keep something a secret.

A/N: Duncan is a Hufflepuff bc I feel like that just fits him. Also characters are aged up to 16-17

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Meet me at the Quidditch Pitch during dinner. Don’t worry about bringing any food; I’ll be providing that.

Yours, Duncan xx

Y/n clutched the note tightly in her robe pocket as she speed-walked down the path that led to the quidditch field. She looked around her every couple of feet to reassure herself that no one was following her. After all, you can’t keep a secret if you don’t do your best to be secretive.

The field was dark when it came into Y/n’s view. At first, Y/n wondered if her boyfriend was at the pitch yet. But then she realized that brightness would catch someone’s attention. She saw she was correct when she walked into the stadium, and low light caught her eye.

Duncan sat on a checkered blanket, leaning back on his hands with ankles crossed, looking at the dusk sky. Y/n stood for a moment, admiring how he looked, lighted by the few floating candles surrounding him. A basket, presumably full of food, sat in the center.

“You know, if you stand there any longer, I might just have to enjoy this picnic without you,” Duncan smirked, not looking at Y/n. She rolled her eyes and strolled over, kneeling down next to him.

“So what’s all this?” She asked. She watched Duncan take his wand out of his robe pocket. With a flick of his wrist, the basket was emptied of its contents. A bottle uncapped itself, pouring butterbeer into two glasses. Duncan grabbed the cups as the rest of the food lay itself out in front of them.

“Happy three months, Y/n.” Duncan’s smirk changed into a soft smile as he handed her one of the glasses. Y/n grinned widely before gasping lightly.

“Oh, my god. You did all this, and I didn’t get you anything. I’m so-”

“Believe me, Y/n.” Duncan cut her off, scooting closer to wrap his free hand around her. “Your presence is enough for me. Now let’s enjoy this before someone realizes we’re not where we should be.”

Y/n pushed the guilt aside and nodded. She wanted to enjoy the time she could have with Duncan alone before people started to wonder where they were. 

The food was absolutely delicious. Being a Hufflepuff, Duncan could get in and out of the kitchens with no problem. They chatted about whatever came to mind while they ate, looking at the now-dark night sky. When the couple decided to head back to the castle, they cleaned up and walked out of the quidditch stadium hand in hand.

“Sometimes I wish we weren’t a secret.” Y/n sighed, leaning against Duncan as they walked up the trail. “Don’t get me wrong, sneaking around is hot. But, I don’t know, I guess it’d be nice to do couple-like stuff in public.” Duncan nodded in understanding.

They couldn’t even remember why they were a secret in the first place. Maybe it was the promise of privacy. Or perhaps it was the thrill of sneaking around.

“Well, there’s no reason we can’t start being public.”

“I don’t want to make it into a big deal.”

“It doesn’t have to be.” Duncan smiled at Y/n, squeezing her hand tighter for a moment. They continued the walk to the Ravenclaw common room in silence. When they reached the door, they turned to face each other.

“Happy three months, Duncan.” Y/n smiled, leaning towards him.

“Happy three months, Y/n.” He copied her expression, letting go of her hand to cup her cheek. They looked around to ensure there were no people, even though it was almost curfew. When they couldn’t see or hear anyone, Duncan leaned forward to kiss Y/n. They both wondered what this would be like in daylight with other people around.

But it didn’t last long because they heard the door to the common room swing open. The two broke apart quickly, turning to see Isadora.

“Duncan, what are you doing up here? It’s almost curfew, and you know how Filch will be if he catches you.” She stared at her brother inquisitively, who was trying to come up with an answer. Y/n was much faster with finding an excuse.

“We were in the library studying, and then we realized how late it was, so Duncan decided to walk me back to the common room so I wouldn’t be alone.” They both smiled as if that would help convince Isadora.

“How chivalrous.” Isadora nodded, seemingly either not convinced or not caring about the excuse. She opened the door wide enough for Y/n to come in. “Come on, Y/n. We shouldn’t keep Duncan from getting back to his dorm.” Y/n nodded and moved away from Duncan, starting to miss him already. “Goodnight, Duncan.”

“Goodnight, Isadora. Goodnight, Y/n.” He hoped his sister didn’t notice his features brightening while talking to his girlfriend.

“Goodnight, Duncan.” She hoped her friend didn’t notice the dopey smile forming on her face from her boyfriend. She watched him walk away before Isadora shut the door. She leaned against it, looking at her friends with a smirk.

“So…” Y/n felt nervous under Isadora’s stare. “How long have you been kissing my brother?”

“What are you talking about?” Y/n asked, trying to keep her cool.

“Oh, don’t play coy, Y/n.” She laughed. “I opened the door and saw you two go from almost making out to practically jumping away from each other.”

“Oh, god.” Y/n put her head in her hands, groaning at the thought of her friend catching her kissing her brother. “Please, Isadora, don’t tell anyone.”

“Don’t worry, N/n. Your secret’s safe with me.” 

“It might take a bit more than a pout to convince me, N/n.” A voice laughed from the entrance to the boys’ dorms. The girls whipped around to look at the source. Quigley smirked as he came out from the wall he was hiding behind.

“Damn it, Quigley!”

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Y/n went to the Great Hall, slightly dreading the day. She knew she could trust Isadora with her and Duncan’s secret, but that didn’t stop her from the nerves of knowing that there was a possibility she could let something slip. Plus, there was also Quigley she had to worry about. But Y/n pushed it from her mind when she ran into Duncan, who was also on his way to the Great Hall.

“Hi.” She smiled at him.

“Hi.” He studied her face for a moment. “Why do you look nervous?”

“Oh, no reason.” Y/n shrugged, now choosing to look ahead as they walked to breakfast together. “Just that your siblings know that we’re dating because Isadora asked me about us, and Quigley was eavesdropping.”

“What?!”

[frost-queen]

Klaus Baudelaire

• The Vile Village

• Light up my heart 

•  Dark Paradise

• The Slippery Slope

• A home at last 

•  A Sailor’s heart 

•  Love at first sight

•  Ashes 

• Taken Captive 

• Sand & Salt

•  Promise to you (Reader!Poe)

•  Sorrows & hope 

• Lake Lachrymose (Male!Reader)

• Silent sounds

• Affectionate girl | Headcanon

• When words are not needed

• Quiet dreamers

Violet Baudelaire

• Sweet talk (Fem!Reader)

Duncan Quagmire

• King’s love 

• Prelude 

• Halfbloods & Purebloods //Part 1 (HP crossover)

• Halfbloods & Purebloods //Part 2 (HP crossover)

Isadora Quagmire

• The great escape (Fem!Reader)

Count olaf

• A writer’s muse (Male!R)

Austere Academy ~ series

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could i have a🃏 with duncan quagmire and the quote "very few things indeed are really impossible." congratulations on your milestone, you deserve everything and more. have a wonderful day xx M

ty m!! i love you sm 🥺

🃏 anything that's impossible - choose anything from this list of alice's adventures in wonderland quotes and give me a character and i'll write you a short blurb based on it (around 100 words)

"Very few things indeed are really impossible."

Duncan turned to look at you, an interested smile on his face. "What exactly do you mean by that, (Y/N)?"

"I mean you could do pretty much anything if you set your mind to it." You were dangling upside down next to your boyfriend on the couch, saying whatever came to mind as blood rushed to your head and made you dizzy. "Like, I'm sure at one point someone said 'humans flying is impossible', and then someone else invented the airplane and proved them wrong. It's probably not quite what the first person had in mind, but it's a method for humans to fly, isn't it?"

Duncan pondered this for a moment. "I suppose you're right."

"Of course I am." You pecked him on the lips. "Humans are incredible. Technology is always furthering, always advancing, to the point where nothing can truly be impossible."

"I think you're incredible," Duncan replied, pulling you into his lap and pressing his lips to your temple.

You smiled. "And I think so of you."

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If I wrote a Klaus Baudelaire x Reader (probably at Prufrock Preparatory School) would y’all read it?

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Baudelaires & Quagmires React to You Saying You Love Them (Headcanons)

Request: How Klaus, Violet, Duncan, Isadora and Quigley would react to you saying you love them? Thank you!!

A/N: Started scheduling posts, this is the first one. Posting twice a week possibly, Wednesday and Friday. If not just Friday. At the end of the week I'll add the scheduled posts to my masterlist so don't worry! Hope you enjoy!

Klaus

Klaus is definitely the awkwardest guy out of the bunch

So when you tell him you like him he's just like "oh"

Like he can't believe that out of all the people you could be with, you chose him

Especially with everything he goes through

Will probably say 'I love you' back right away

Might brag about it to anyone who will listen (so mainly just his sisters)

You definitely will have made his day

Violet

Ok, Violet is a lot more sure of herself than Klaus but she'll still be really caught off guard

She will ask you to repeat it again (pretending she didn't hear it the first time just to hear you say it again)

She will probably follow it up with a kiss or a hug rather than saying it immediately back

She definitely seems like the type who would just appreciate it in the moment

She may brag about it but she might also be like "this is our little moment, I don't want to share it with anyone else"

Afterward, she'll constantly think up new clever ways to hear you say it again

Duncan

Duncan will instantly light up

But he'll also flush slightly because he's embarrassed you said it first

He definitely wanted to be the one to say it first

Like Klaus, will definitely brag

A kiss or two maybe shared afterward, depending on if he's managed to shake the embarrassment or not

He really loves you too though and he tells you that almost immediately afterward

Isadora

Isadora is a huge romantic

The girl loves poetry for gods sake

So she'll definitely be really flattered and even a little blushy

Will definitely kiss you

Tell you she loves you too

She gets butterflies every time you say it so she may ask you to repeat it just to feel them

Quigley

Immediate kiss afterward, you can't even get another word in edgewise

Will repeatedly say it to you afterwards, mostly just because he wants you to know he loves you too

He won't be super sappy about it like his siblings but he'll show he cares in his own way

Definitely will tell the others immediately

No wasted time

He clings to you a lot after that, it's like saying I love you opened up some new clingy Quigley mode