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Hihi!!! Would it be okay if we could get headcanons with Bigby Wolf dating another wolf fable? One that got cut with a lycanthropy knife like he did so they can switch between human, werewolf, wolf, etc at will? Thank you!❤️
In honour of the news that the second game might just come out I feel like I have to do this. Enjoy :)
Notes: Reader is kept as neutral as possible (aside from the aforementioned details). English is not my first language. Feel free to request anything else!
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He's glad someone else can share in his headaches that come with a much stronger sense of smell in what is essentially a part of New York.
Him and Reader would probably just exchange cigarettes back and forth depending on who has more money, resulting in both of them forgetting who owes who.
Unlike Bigby, Reader doesn't have as bad of a reputation among other fables. Mostly because they don't share the same history with all the fables. Though some are still wary about them due to their shared lycanthropy.
Wolf cuddles. Any time after a long day both just go wolf form and cuddle up on Bigby's worn out chair.
Speaking of wolf form most fables struggle to tell the two apart when they are in wolf form. So if Bigby ever needs any help in one of his cases Reader will help him lure suspects out by pretending to be him in wolf form.
Or if he's just had enough of being around people. He'll just switch to wolf form, give a little signal to Reader and trade places with them while he goes to unwind for a bit.
The two both tend to avoid the werewolf form. Mostly because it tends to mix the worst of the two forms. You don't quite get the advantages of being human while also getting all the downsides of being a wolf.
This means any time they see eachother in werewolf form chaos ensures, as most times it means they're either exhausted or heavily injured. Neither of which being a good sign.
Told myself I'd never open the can of worms that is the RE fandom and just stay on the sidelines only for the big scientist man to convince me otherwise.
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So here it is. Victor Gideon x Reader of him testing on, and taking care of a sick reader.
Notes: Can you tell I've got a small brain and don't know a lot about medicine so I try to avoid talking about it in detail? Reader is kept as neutral as possible. My first language isn't English. This has NOT been proofread so if there are typos please point them out. Feel free to request anything else!
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After months of reader making small quips and complaints about chest pains and shortness of breath Victor had enough of it. Mostly because he finally had a reason to test different things on them, and maybe, just maybe a little bit of concern creeping in.
With the frequency and the magnitude of the pain as of late it didn't take much convincing or manhandling to get reader up on the test table with little to no protests. The most effort it took was carrying them from the bed they were laying in, and complaining about the pain in, onto his test table.
Victor had never been one to bother with anesthetics and pain killers when resting on people. If anything he found some twisted joy in watching his subjects squirm under his tests. However, the constant pain reader had already been in was making them move a little too much, which was making it hard to get his work done, hence the anesthesia.
The thought of Victor testing about, with reader having no way to protest, being out cold, was a little off putting. But it wasn't like they could do anything about it.
They weren't sure exactly how long they'd been out for. Or when the IV had been placed in. But by the time they came to their senses Victor was sat quietly at his desk reading through some files. They didn't say anything right away, just took weary breaths, loud enough to catch Victor's attention.
"Oh, you're awake. Great. How's the pain?"
Reader stared up at him, giving a small shrug. The stinging had calmed down a bit. But they wanted to know what was wrong rather than if it had been fixed.
"Don't worry your pretty head about all that Just know you'll need some of this every night."
He mumbled in reply to their inquisitive glance. Shaking an already emptied syringe. Their best bet being that he'd already injected them with it.
"I think a reward awaits. No?"
With utmost care, almost shocking for a man his size, he began taking care of everything that needed to be done so reader could leave the test table. Applying gentle pressure onto where the IV had been inserted, placing some cotton onto it before helping them up.
"Think you can walk?"
A gentle question. And if it wasn't for reader knowing him better they would have assumed it was teasing in manner as well.
"Shall I rephrase that? Would you like to walk?"
And there it was. The calculated, almost sadistic, teasing. As if he enjoyed making them feel the way he did.
A little woozy as a result of, whatever the hell Victor had done to them while unconscious, reader just shook their head in response.
"Very well."
No further teasing. Just big, cold arms wrapping around them and lifting them up. His wide strides reaching their room efficiently. Victor placed reader quietly down onto the bed before questioning and gesturing lightly towards the other half of the bed.
"May I?"
A shared look was exchanged. Victor expecting an answer, and reader almost confused at his quiet ask for permission.
"You're asking?"
"Well of course. Consent is important, is it not?"
Reader just gave a small nod in agreement. Though they found his question a little ironic considering the countless tests he'd ran on numerous people with... Dubious consent at best.
Waiting for no further approval, Victor just climbed in besides them. Bed dipping with his added weight as he found his place by their side.
No words were exchanged. Though, it made the situation more intimate in a way. All 8 foot of Victor curled almost protectively around reader. It shouldn't have come as much of a surprise as it had, though Victor's body felt remarkably cold. Likely a result of his mutation.
Whilst it made the embrace feel a little more off-putting it also made it more heartfelt. There was something special about knowing this wasn't just providing comfort for reader through the physical touch, but also to Victor through their shared body heat. At least that's what they assumed. Knowing Victor wasn't one to do things if they didn't benefit him.
His arms were snaked around reader's torso. Face quietly pressed into their hair, sniffing at their hair every once in a while.
"Your breathing is still restricted."
His tone wasn't quite clear on what he meant by it exactly. Whether it was an observation. Him thinking out loud. Or genuine concern for once.
"Is that a bad thing?"
"It means your body is reacting in an interesting manner."
Now his tone became more clear. And it meant only one thing. The sick, twisted interest he found in cases that weren't simple. Which only meant more tests. Something Victor was more than ecstatic about.
Could you please do Bigby Wolf x a reader that's like Georgette from Oliver and company so basically spoiled, so incredibly pretty that even strangers fawn over her, plus she has a gigantic ego. I know it's like unrealistic AF for him to be with someone like that but could you please try 💕
Of course!
I'll try my best to keep it as in character as possible but I think you are right with the fact he probably wouldn't be with someone like that 😭
I don't know if you want headcanons or a one shot, but I'm assuming a one shot so I'll do that :) (If you preferred headcanons feel free to request that as well).
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Reader had started working at the Trip Trap Bar for Holly not long ago. Both because the two were friends and the latter had asked Reader for help around the place, plus Reader made good tips out of it. The only downside was the drunkards who'd get a little pushy at times; though Holly made sure to put them straight if she spotted anyone being a weirdo. Unfortunately, Holly wasn't around at the front of the house often. Seeing as she'd hired Reader to do that so she could focus on other aspects of her bar, so it wasn't often that Reader had their dear friend available to help them.
That did however, result in them spotting someone new who'd started frequenting more often. Someone who instead of being there to oggle at them would actually call out the other creeps in the bar for doing so. Most surprisingly of all, that was none other than Bigby Wolf. Reader was aware of him. Of his fable and his role in fabletown. And they'd heard from Holly that he frequented the bar quite a bit anyways, so it hadn't come as a surprise when he started coming in more, they'd just assumed he finished a case recently and had more free time now.
He was nice company, if you could call it that. He'd usually just sit about at the edge of the bar, calling out any guy who stared for too long, threatening to bunch them. On rare occasions he'd pay for an extra whisky, pushing it towards Redear instead with a small grumble under his breath. Something akin to: "Since you've probably had a long day. You don't have to drink if you don't want to I'll just down it if you don't..." It was considerate of him. And Reader hadn't thought much of it. I mean he was a sheriff so the calling out made sense, and the drinks he'd get them every once in a while felt more friendly than anything, at least compared to everyone else in the bar who'd get them drinks.
It was a rainy night when Reader was stood outside on their lunch break. Just staring out quietly into the rain and getting some fresh air that they'd spotted Bigby making his way over.
"Want a smoke?"
Was the first thing he said as he held out a cigarette for them. They knew he struggled with money. And they also overheard that he needed them for some reason or another so they simply turned him down with a small shake of their head.
"Rainy night, huh?"
Bigby didn't seem like much of a talker, quite the awkward fella if you'd ask them. Not necessarily the type of guy they'd go for; but in fabletown? It was probably the best you'd get.
"Yeah... Makes for nice background noise, though."
An awkward silence filled by the pattering of rain sat between the two of them before Bigby took a deep breath and turned over to look at Reader properly before asking.
"Would you like to go out on a date or something?" He paused briefly as if thinking about what he'd said before following it up with "It's not just because you're pretty, though you are insanely gorgeous, I just wish I could get to know you a little more."
Reader gave a small chuckle as they stared at Bigby, taking in his question before replying in a teasing tone.
"And where would you take me? The chip shop downtown?"
Bigby just gazed at them awkwardly for a bit, avoiding eye contact, though making an attempt to at least stare at their face as he replied gruffly.
"I'll pick up some extra shifts... Hell, I'll even ask for a higher pay, something I should have probably done ages ago. Just give me one chance."
Reader couldn't lie, this was a first. Sure they've had men and women fawn over them, both rich and a little more on the struggling side. But no one has ever offered to go out of their way to be able to afford the luxuries they wanted.
"Alright then, we'll see where this takes us, Mr Sheriff."
howdy! just popping in to ask what Bigby Wolf would do with a reader who’s a Mundy or a red riding hood reader with ultra pale skin not just pale but fair skin? Eye bags no matter how much she sleeps or eats, veins all over very visible, huge bruises lining her legs from accidentally tapping her legs on literally Anything??? Am I mental with this or would he actually be like yk worried abt this? Ik that the wolf among us is basically dead but I would like to hear what u think! 💜💜💜💜
Oh my god I love this. I'll do some headcanons to answer each of the questions :)
Also the wolf among us isn't dead until I say so! (Feel free to request anything)
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Looks only he doesn't really care for it. He's seen plenty of weird looking people around Fable town. He might get a little suspicious if he finds out reader is a mundy but if they're a little red riding hood fable he doesn't really ask questions. At this point anything is possible for him.
He might get ever so slightly worried once he gets closer to Reader, I mean who wouldn't be?
He wouldn't show it too much though, sure he'd drop off some sunscreen here and there to help them not get sun burnt. Maybe some numbing cream for the bruises. Melatonin gummies showing up on Reader's desk.
If Reader is little red riding hood and not just some Mundy he'd try and talk to the witches to see if they could do anything about their glamour so they at least wouldn't have to deal with all the bruising anymore.
If Reader is a mundy then he'd try to talk to Snow, since she knows a little more about them than he does, and see if there's any way to help them.
Atp the fics are purely self indulgent I'm gonna be honest with y'all, also yes this is probably going to turn into a series. I know little red is technically a girl but I'm keeping reader neutral (aside from the potential sweet tooth here and there) and using they / them pronouns. English is not my first language. Feel free to request anything else!
Little side note: Reader is addressed as Red for most of the fic for obvious reasons
Warning: Mention of little red's grandma having passed. Nothing in detail it's just bought up in passing convo
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It had been a long night of following trails which all seemed to lead to nothing. Bigby was working on barely any sleep, almost a whole pack of cigarettes, and virtually no food. Hence why Snow had been practically begging him to take a break going as far as inviting him to a cute bakery he seemed to have missed in the many years of living in fabletown. Looking up at the warmly lit sign that read 'Grannies goods.' Bigby couldn't help but sigh, lighting up yet another cigarette.
"God damn it, Snow."
He wasn't slow. He knew what Snow was most likely planning. Especially after the incident with the book of fables and him showing the slightest bit of interest in little red and how they might be doing.
"Bigby, Great! You made it. I'd have thought you fell asleep."
Snow had been waiting for him outside the bakery. Dressed slightly more casual than usual, carrying a paper bag which seemed to hold a bunch of coffee cups by the smell of it.
"Wish I had."
Was practically all he could muster as he rolled his eyes and took a few more drags of his huff and puffs.
"Come on, Bigby. The food's nice and I got the three of us coffees. Plus, I'm sure the two of you will get along. It's been years since you've seen eachother."
While her words weren't comforting whatsoever, who was he to deny free pastries and coffee. Not to mention, knowing Snow she'd probably already mentioned him tagging along. Leaving now would just comes across as rude.
He didn't bother saying much else, just gave a small nod, gesturing towards the door, letting Snow take the lead to the inside of the bakery.
The little bell above the door jingled to signal their entry, the sweet scent of baked goods instantly overwhelming Bigby's sensitive nose, though on closer inspection he noticed and appriciated the savoury and sour options the bakery also seemed to stock.
"Oh! Wait right there I'm getting some stuff out the oven."
Was all the two heard from where they stood. No face to the voice. Though it sounded oddly, welcoming, it could just be a customer service thing.
"No worries, Red. I'll just set the coffees in the booth while you do that."
Clearly unfamiliar with the place, and feeling somewhat like he was standing out, Bigby just followed after Snow awkwardly, sitting down besides her at the booth.
"So uhm... You two known eachother for a while?"
He'd noticed from the friendly manner in which Red and Snow had greeted eachother, and there was definitely more to it than just a few professional greetings here and there.
"Used to pass by here every few days for breakfast and have small talk with them. After grandma passed Red needed a bit of extra help to manage things so I thought I'd step in."
Well that was a way to sour the mood. Bigby felt like kicking himself for even asking anything. Hell, even being here in the first place. But there wasn't much he could do now.
"Right..."
Before he got the chance to make the situation any more awkward a figure walked up to the table. Setting down two plates with pastries on the table, one in front of Snow and one opposite from the two fables.
"Snow! It's so nice to see you. I got you, your usual."
The two smiled at eachother, exchanging a few words before a menu was placed in front of Bigby's awkward gaze directed at the table.
"Thought I'd let you pick out what you want rather than take a gamble. It's been a while since we've seen eachother you know."
Despite the two's history together, and the alleged recent events, Red's tone seemed light-hearted and welcoming. Something Bigby rarely got from any fables, let alone ones who knew him before moving to fabletown.
The man scanned the menu, checking for anything down the more savoury end, settling for some lemon tart, finally paying attention to the person talking to him.
Saying he was surprised was the least said. Nothing negative obviously, he wasn't one to judge based on looks, hell he wasn't much of a looked himself. He just expect something different.
Most fables who were human in their stories hadn't changed much in their glamour. And well, it was safe to say he was shocked seeing as Little Red wasn't all that little anymore. In more ways than one.
He stumbled a little over his words before shaking his head and responding.
"I'll just grab the lemon tart."
With a swift nod and a turn Red went to prepare Bigby's order for him. The man taking this as an opportunity to talk to Snow.
"You could have warned me or something."
"I knew you were an asshole, but a judgemental asshole? You surprise me every day Bigby."
The man sighed, knowing that Snow only meant it as banter, but it didn't help the situation.
"I'm not judging. I'm just saying I came in here excepting the same scrawny kid who can't even hold a basket properly."
"And instead you got a beautiful grown person. I don't know why you're complaining."
"I'm not complaining- I'm just surprised, okay? Are we sure that's even the same Red?"
Snow shut the conversation down seamlessly, looking over to Red as they walked over with Bigby's order, sitting across from the two fables.
"Hope you guys enjoyed. They're fresh out the oven."
Bigby nodded mostly awkward and a little nervous as Snow and Red continued on with their small talk. The only thing that seemed to wake him from his little trance as he was munching on his tart was Snow's hand on his shoulder as she stood up.
"I've got paperwork to get to, but I'm sure Bigby here would be more than happy to catch up with you."
Snow left no room for protesting as she left almost as soon as she said that. Leaving the two awkwardly together opposite eachother. Bigby clearly trying to avoid eye contact or even looking in the general direction of Red, while Red seemed slightly nervous.
The two sat in awkward silence for a while before Red finally decided to try and make some small talk, deciding to leave the heavier topics for later.
"So, what do you think of the pastry...?"
"It's nice." Bigby pushed the crumbs left on his plate around for a bit before sighing and going straight for the obvious. "Look. I get it you hate me or if you're scared of me. Most fables are. I won't even blame you considering our past. If you want me out, I'll just leave."
Red shook their head, still looking nervous but not quiet because of Bigby.
"Hey. I've heard a lot about you. Especially from Snow. I know you've changed. Or at least that you're trying to. I will admit I'm not entirely comfortable with you just yet, but it would be nice to have more familiar faces around here."
Bigby nodded. Not quite sure what to make of the response. It made sense. The fact they were even willing to give him a chance was shocking considering everyone else's reactions to just being around him. Still, hearing them admit they didn't feel comfortable around him did sting a bit.
"How about I stick to visiting while Snow's around? You get to know me a bit more and you also get someone you actually know, around whole doing that."
He was expecting to get turned down and kicked out. At this point with how tense the situation felt he was even hoping for a it. But what he got in return was a polite smile and a nod.
Back at it again. Low-key these are my favourite type of fics to conceptualise and I rarely write them so might as well do it now! As usual reader is kept as neutral as possible. English is not my first language. And feel free to request anything else!
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Headcanons:
Bigby works really late into the nights anyways so chances are if there is any time spent together between him and reader before either of them head to bed, it's likely in the late hours of the night even early hours of the morning.
It's really relaxing though. While Bigby's apartments isn't anything near luxurious after managing to fit a small bed in the cramped living room the two have managed to have calmer nights together.
Usually Bigby would lay down first, letting reader sprawl out on top of him as a blanket as the two of them cuddle. Mainly because Bigby is scared he'll wolf out halfway through the night and accidently suffocate reader. Also he tends to generally just enjoy being the one to hold reader more.
Definitely seems like the type of guy to fidget with the hem of reader's clothes or their fingers as they're cuddling
Not really the type of guy to have dinner, at least nothing significant, but will definitely try to cook something up for reader if they're hungry but too tired to make anything.
Literally walking space heater. If you start the night under the covers chances are they'll be thrown to the side within an hour at most.
Oneshot:
The keys jingled quietly in the door as Bigby finally made his way home. The sound of heavy footsteps was accompanied by wincing and mumbled cusses under his breath. Just his average sheriff shift, of getting chucked around and punched like it's nobody's business. At least he had something to look forward to now.
Reader was already cozily tucked into their tiny bed. Collin long fallen asleep on the worn out chair. He may be aching and bruised but damn wasn't that a view.
"Had one hell of a day."
Was all he got out before tumbling down onto the bed, on top of reader, quietly wrapping his arms around their waist and burying his face away into their lap.
Reader opened their mouth to protest but Bigby cut them off before they had the chance to.
"I know, I know... I'll shower and change just... Let me rest my eyes for a few seconds."
With a sigh and a roll of their eyes reader gave in, beginning to gently run their fingers through Bigby's hair to help him relax. They knew he probably needed a break after everything but the longer he sat with his wounds uncleaned the worse they'd get. Plus the hot water was bound to loosen his tense muscles up a bit.
Noticing the way Bigby's breathing was starting to slow and even they decided to nudge him before he was fully asleep. This earned a dissaproving groan from him though he did do as he was suggested.
"Alright, alright... Be back in ten..."
Ten was more like five. That couldn't have possibly been a proper shower but they'll take what they can get. Reader knew he was exhausted and Bigby was responsible enough to be able to manage his own hygiene when not utterly defeated.
Lying down on the bed again Bigby grabbed reader spinning them around and holding them gently but firmly against him, using them as a weighted blanket of sorts.
"Just stay there... Don't move too much you might nudge a wound..."
With that he seemed to drift off pretty quickly, not without subconsciously tracing mindless shapes against reader's arm though, providing whatever source of comfort he could without having to put too much thought or energy into it.
I'm gonna use different injuries for each character for the sake of keeping things interesting. As usual reader is kept as neutral as possible. English is not my first language. Feel free to request anything else!
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Fili
Reader accidentally got cut, in one of the many knives / daggers this man carries around, while trying to sort his things out.
It takes him a slight bit to notice but once he does he's instantly by their side to help.
It's probably not a first for him. With how many sharp things he carries and how touchy the dwarves seem to be with eachother he's probably had someone cut themselves on one of his knives by accident (most likely Kili).
He's pretty calm while tending to the wound, joking around here and there while cleaning and patching reader up.
Kili
Reader tripped and fell face first.
He's most definitely fell face first before too. And tripped in general.
So of course he knows how to help.
He might chuckle a bit at first but after noticing that reader isn't laughing along he goes straight to helping.
Will help them up, get a cold press onto anything they might have bumped while falling and help them clean up if they fell in a particularly muddy or dusty area.
Thorin
Reader fell of their horse / pony
He knew falls like that can be nasty, so he doesn't joke around with them.
He's instantly off his pony, making his way over to them to check on them
"Come on, up you get, if you stay down you'll never get over it."
Will help them up but won't force them straight back onto their ride if they're clearly injured.
If it's bad, bad he'll help them into his own pony and let them ride with him
Thranduil:
Reader gets burnt (just normal fire not the way Thranduil got burnt)
He knows it's not the same circumstances, but he also knows reader has been alive for way less time than him. So he expects their burns to hurt maybe not as much as his own but quite close up.
He's very quick to grab everything he needs. Send patrols out to grab more herbs and medicine in case what he has on hand isn't enough.
Knows to be gentle with the burn. He might not be great at the emotion side of things but he wants to provide reader with the help he was never really able to get.
Bofur
Reader got hit in battle. Nothing too dire but enough to leave some bruises.
While he's no expert at dealing with open wounds some bruises should be easy enough to help with.
Will grab ice for the wounds and offer to double up their sleeping bags when resting for the night so it's more plush.
Would gladly offer to carry reader's pack of their bruises makes it too uncomfortable to carry.
Bilbo
Reader got stung by some plants when traveling. Nothing poisonous but enough to be itchy and sting.
While he's no botanical expert he probably had the most experience with plants out of everyone in the company so he knows how to deal with these sorts of things.
Will soak a cloth with something he cooked up that the whole company seems to doubt but no one seems to ask questions.
It does sting more at first but it does help the rash calm down very quickly.
Would definitely take this as a chance to teach reader about plants, which they should avoid, and which they should use if they happen to touch said plants in the future.
Gandalf
Little firework accident. Nothing serious, think Merry and Pippin at the beginning of FOTR.
He can't say he hadn't seen it coming. Though he had expected it from someone else, not reader.
He just takes a moment to shake his head in dissappontned while quietly chuckling under his breath before actually helping.
He starts by wiping away all the soot leftover, just in case there's actually bad injuries hidden underneath.
After not finding much but a few minor burns and scrapes he starts tending to those, using just a little bit of his magic to ensure that the treatment won't sting too much.
Yeah. Honestly I can't even make any excuses at this point. This is purely self indulgent. Two boyfriends to take care of you who are also boyfriends? Yeah that's the life. Reader is kept as neutral as possible. English is not my first language. Feel free to request anything else! (Side note: Low-key might turn this into a series depending on how well it does and how much motivation I have to write for them)
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Early mornings are something that Bucky, Reader and even Alpine seemed to dread. More so during winter. Everything's dark and cold and why the hell would you chose to get up when they had the option to stay snuggled up in their cozy bed under their shared weighted blanket. That was something Steve had suggested on introduction after one of Bucky's many night terrors. It didn't make things perfect but it did visibly help a bunch.
Steve had gotten up first, as usual, beginning to make breakfast and enjoying the peace of sunrise while his two lovers slept snuggled up, Alpine propped up above their heads on the pillow and Bucky's metal arm discarded somewhere off to the side on the nightstand. Steve knew it would be a pain to wake reader and Bucky up so he let them sleep in a little. Planning on bringing them breakfast in bed before trying to coax them onto getting out to actually get stuff done. And of course he needed to prepare food for Alpine as well else she'd wake the neighbours up with her wailing.
The smell of breakfast quickly waved through the house, waking Alpine before anyone else, her soft footsteps pattering down the tiled hallway as she reached her bowl where a mix of cat food, canned fish and treats were placed to satiate her. Besides the spot was Steve, plating up some pancakes for Bucky knowing the man preferred a sweeter breakfast, some eggs and bacon for himself. And a mix of both for reader letting them pick and chose whatever they wanted from the plate.
He placed all three plates in a tray and made his way back to their shared bedroom. Pushing the door closed behind him so Alpine wouldn't waltz in and cause a mess while his lovers took their time waking up.
Waking up was awfully easier than he'd expected. Bucky and Reader having already sat up, still dazed with sleep as they mumbled quietly to eachother. Steve set each of the plates in their laps, pressing a kiss to each one's forehead before grabbing his plate and starting to enjoy the food he'd worked so hard on.
"Mhm. Hope you like it. Spent ages making it, it's ma's old recipe."
Reader tried some of their preferred food and hummed, nodding in response as they watched Bucky reach for his arm before actually eating anything.
"It is really nice. You should teach us some time- Need some help with that Buck?"
Bucky, not much of a talker when still half asleep, just shook his head and grabbed his arm, attaching it back before enjoying the sweet pancakes and asking in a mumble.
"What's the plan for today?"
The three just kind of stared at eachother. Letting the question hang in the air for a bit. That pause was usually there for them to give time to eachother to mention any important errands that might keep them busy, but seeing as there wasn't any today it meant more time to relax together.
"We could finally build that cat tree for Alpine?"
A small laugh filled the room between the three of them as they thought about it.
"Might stop her from clawing up the couch."
Bucky rolled his eyes, having had Alpine for long enough to know not to underestimate her.
"Please. That rascal does whatever she wants. A cat tree would only be a temporary distraction."
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Steve Rogers:
He knows quite a bit with how to deal with drunk people.
Sure he wasn't able to keep many drinks down before the serum, and after the serum he's become incapable of getting drunk, but he's had his fair share of caretaker duties.
It's Bucky. Of course it was Bucky. I mean come on dude was out all the time if course he got drunk here and there, and well, Bucky was always there to help him so of course he'd return the favour by taking care of him in his rare moments.
He's a gentleman when it comes to it.
If reader insists to drink more he'll just swap out their drinks for water or the non-alcoholic versions. Especially if they're too drunk to even notice.
He'll wait for them to settle down a bit before actually coaxing them into leaving the bar and heading home.
If it's raining he'd just call a taxi for the two of them home, making sure to help reader through it so they won't throw up. If it's not raining he'll either carry them home or help them stumble their way home so the fresh air can help them sober up a bit.
The moment they're home it's instant bed rest. He gently lays reader down on the bed and goes to grab water so they can have it on hand and prepared some snacks in case they crave anything.
If reader is a talkative drunk he'll lay besides them and gently rub his thumb in circles over their palm as they ramble incoherently.
If reader is an emotional drunk he'll hold them close and play with their hair, letting them cry anything they need out.
If they're generally just exhausted when drunk he'll grab the garbage can and have it by the bed in case they wake up in the middle of the night and feel the need to throw up.
Bucky Barnes
It's been ages since he's been able to drink and actually get drunk. And while he did get drunk a lot in the past the brainwashing fucked him over a lot. So he doesn't really fully remember what it actually feels like. All he knows is it's not nice.
So most times he actually stops reader from drinking before they're proper wasted. But sometimes it slips past him.
He does realise pretty quickly though, quickly enough that he's able to stop them and order them some lemonade. Hoping the sour taste of the lemons will help with the nausea.
After that it pretty much becomes his mission to get them home as fast as possible. He refuses to take a car or taxi or anything though, not wanting the ride to cause them to throw up.
So he'll walk with them all the way back to their house, offering his jacket when it gets chilly because he knows reader might not feel very cold because of the alcohol coursing through their veins but they'll definitely catch something if they don't bundle up.
If reader is a talketive drunk he'll stay quiet and listen. Even if it's not exactly coherent. He'll respond quietly here and there, making comments so they know he's still listening without stealing their moment.
If reader is an emotional drunk he gets a bit more awkward. He's not entirely sure how to deal with crying so he just lays besides them, holding them quietly and letting them cry into his chest. It doesn't take long before Alpine jumps in, settling between them like a white cloud of fluff to provide comfort.
If reader gets sick and throws up he's there with them, holding their hair back, gently parting their back, whispering words of affirmation. Just making sure they feel safe and cared for.
The hobbit characters with a reader who's really good at being stealthy.
Low-key when this came to mind I was thinking Rogue like stealth, yk? Can get around quietly, great at pickpocketing, and mainly performs sneak attacks.
As always reader is kept as neutral as possible. English is not my first language. Feel free to request anything else! Honestly wrote these with romantic intent in mind but you can read them as platonic as well who am I to tell you what to do.
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Fili
Type of person to get scared because of it. Reader would probably be very light with their footsteps and I like to headcanons Fili as not having the best hearing out there so he struggles even more with actually hearing their footsteps.
This usually results in reader speaking up to ask something random and Fili screaming and jumping, quickly composing himself and acting like it never happened.
When it comes to all the other things that come with being stealthy oh lord does he love watching reader prance about, pick pocketing unsuspecting victims. Bonus points if said people happened to be outwardly rude to anyone. Got what they had coming no?
Kili
Since he's the lightest of the dwarves sure he wouldn't be perfectly sneaky but he's a hell of a lot better than the rest. Hence why if there's a mission that requires stealth and more than two people he'd probably be sent out with Bilbo and Reader. Not that he minds it he's just a little worried that he'll be the reason they're caught.
If only Bilbo and Reader have it handled I he's more than happy to be a distraction. We're talking yelling at the top of his lungs, running about and flailing his arms. He trusts reader's abilities to sneak attack people. And he also trusts them enough to keep him safe.
Would 100% pay reader to steal Fili's food while he's not looking just to mess with him. If he doesn't catch on the two would just share it together later.
Thorin
At first he was really keen with reader's skills, happy to have someone so talented on the company to help take back Erebor.
He'd assist reader in their sneak attacks, guide their attention to what he needed stolen, and didn't seem to mind the fact they'd appear out of the blue.
It started to get complicated when his dragon sickness really hit.
He started being weary around reader. He'd seen their stealing skills firsthand. They could easily steal from him and he'd never know so he begins closing off a bit.
Thranduil
Low-key finds it hot.
I mean come on elves are all elegance and grace and you're telling me he wouldn't find the fact reader is quiet and quick absolutely fascinating?
Wouldn't care much for the practicality of the skills compared to the aesthetics of them. That is until he actually sees them at work.
One missing jewel and 13 missing prisoners was enough to catch his attention. And while he should be fuming he can't say he's not impressed with the effort needed to pull something like that off.
Bofur
The only one to not really care about it. Not in a mean way, he knows how much skill and effort goes into mastering such techniques, but he's not one to make a big fuss of it.
The type of person to help silently and not expect anything else in return.
Cloak got stained making reader easier to spot? He'll wash it out and place it back in their pack before they've even noticed.
Reader is carrying one too many jingly things risking giving away their position? He'll gladly carry a few, even if it means making himself a bigger target.
Bilbo
He kinda sees reader as what he thinks Gandalf and the company expected of him. Not in a hostile way but he does get a little nervous and insecure.
Like to watch reader's techniques to learn. Eventually they seem to catch on to his lingering gaze and offers to teach him.
Turns out a lot of the techniques reader uses to stay quiet when walking about works a lot better for Hobbits.
Type of person to learn very quickly and after that the two start creating little combos for eachother in battle.
Power duo.
Gandalf
This man has seen it all. Rarely anything surprises him now.
Just because he isn't surprised doesn't mean he isn't proud. After all he chose reader for this mission for a reason.
For the rare fights he is involved in he'll gladly throw in a spell or two to help reader with their stealth. Which basically makes them unstoppable. Can't hit what you can't see now can you.
Likes to use reader's abilities to be annoying more than anything. Genuinely the type of person that would tell reader to steal something from Thorin and put it in Kili's bag to see what would happen.
Feel like it's pretty self explanatory. Bucky just helped reader move in expecting Alpine to be shy and avoid them only to find out she likes them more than him.
As usual reader is kept as neutral as possible. English is not my first language. Feel free to request anything else!
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Bucky had let reader relax and unpack while carrying in the heavier stuff. He hadn't seen Alpine yet so he just assumed she'd ran off and hid under the couch or something. After all she was very weary of new people. Hell she'd even ran away from Steve on a few occasions. And she'd known him for ages. If anything he just hoped reader wouldn't take it personally.
Box after box he managed to bring in the heavier stuff that was left over, placing them neatly in the garage for when reader would have enough energy to actually unpack the rest of them.
He wasn't entirely sure if reader was done unpacking by this point so he decided to leave them to it not wanting to bother them during a relatively exhausting task, knowing they'd probably just exit the room when they're done, or when they need a break. Until then he'll just spend his time preparing lunch for the two of them and preparing Alpine's food seeing as the rattle of treats was always enough to get her to bolt out of her hiding space.
He'd spent an hour or so just cooking up some lunch. Nothing much. Just some basic pasta for the two of them to have after the hard working day they'd had. Plating up two portions and setting them on the kitchen table before going to the cupboard to grab the treats for Alpine.
Much to his surprise there was no fast sound of pattering paws when he opened the bag. Much less when he poured it out into her bowl. Waiting a bit to see if she'd appear from behind the corner with no result did seem to make him worry a bit.
"Alpine? Come on our girl I got your food."
No response. No meow, no purr, no nothing. This is when he started getting worried. What if she'd ran out while him and reader were bringing the boxes in. Sure he knew she was a capable cat but he didn't trust people to care for small animals all that much. For all he knew she might have been hit by a car while running across the street.
Trying his best no to panic he rushed his way through the corridor towards the front door, jogging past reader's new room only to see the door eide open. Inside? Reader sat casually on their bed, Alpine sprawled across their lap, belly up.
Now that was a sight. Alpine barely even let Steve or Sam pet her while they were sat on the couch besides her, yet here she was rolling around reader's lap and leaning into their gentle pets. Reader chuckled quietly while gently scratching the underside of Alpine's chin before speaking.
"I thought you said she was shy?"
Still dumbfounded Bucky just stared at the scene for a bit before looking up at reader, responding hesitantly.
"She was..."
Alpine let out a loud purr, meowing in protest as reader stopped petting her for even the slightest bit of time, making both reader and Bucky laugh.
Weeks had passed and it seemed Alpine had only grown closed to reader. Hell it seemed as though she'd gotten more accustomed to reader than she had to Bucky.
She started accepting hand given treats from reader more than Bucky, would run to them more often for pets than Bucky, but his last straw was the fact she seemed perfectly fine with letting reader bathe her while she'd scream bloody hell if he even tried to splash her with water.
It's been so long since I've played the games and I've recently gotten back into Ikepri so I thought I might as well write something for the characters I like
Seeing as I've only done their routes these are the only characters I'm comfortable writing for (for now): Keith Howell, Rio Ortiz, Licht Klein, Sariel Noir, Luke Randolph, Silvio Ricci
I'm currently in the process of doing Gilbert's route (I'm near the beginning) so expect him at some point?
English is not my first language and reader is kept as neutral as possible. Also my requests are open!
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Keith Howell
Depends entirely on how the injury happened and if it was caused by someone else is that someone still there.
So let's explore those why don't we.
Watching reader get injured (because of themselves) ? Won't worry as much. He saw how it happened so he knows how to care for the injury. Will most likely scold them a bit though.
Seeing reader injured because of themselves? Will ask more questions, a little more alarmed but still calm. Again scolding and caring for the wound.
Watching reader get hurt because of someone else? Oh now this is where is gets interesting. He's got that cold calculated anger you know? He knows lashing out makes situations worse so he's quiet. But he's got a nasty stare. Will have someone else take care of it while he tends to the wound.
Finding out reader got hurt because of someone? Now this is where is anger becomes a little more apparent. He's able to show his emotions a little more without worrying they'll impact the situation heavily so he'll probably be a little grumpier than usual while patching reader up.
Very gentle when it comes to actually tending to the wound. Knows what's best to use for each type of injury and won't hesitate to implement forced rest.
Rio Ortiz
Taking care of the injury before asking any questions.
Genuinely he's the type of person where the moment he sees reader injured everything is dropped and he's there to tend to the injury.
If it was an accident on reader's part that can be avoided by having them avoid doing something in the future, Rio will offer to do it for them from then on.
If it's something caused by someone else he'd quietly lose his shit and start plotting.
Licht Klein
If you thought he's quiet in general he's basically silent now.
Knows how to take care of a wound efficiently though it might hurt a little more than the previous two.
If it was an accident he won't draw attention to it. He knows reader is probably embarrassed enough as it is so he'd probably just sigh and mumble a quiet "be careful next time." Then pretend nothing happened.
If someone caused it he won't do anything about it outright but he'll keep an eye on the person just in case.
Sariel Noir
So so so much scolding. This man will patch reader up but will spend every minute of it telling them to be careful next time.
If it was an accident like them tripping over something or slipping he'd make sure the area in the castle gets 'baby proofed' not for the sake of avoiding another accident but more for the sake of embarrassing reader and reminding them of it anytime they pass by that spot.
If someone caused the injury he'd wouldn't do anything about it personally but he'd make sure it gets taken care of.
Luke Randolph
Very laid back about it. Will care for it casually while teasing but that's about it.
If it's an accident that he's witnessed he'd probably laugh about it before actually helping reader out.
If it's an accident but he didn't watch it he'll laugh at reader while patching them up.
If someone caused it that's when he starts being serious. If it was done by accident he'll just be a little annoyed but go on with his day, if it was done on purpose lord have mercy on whoever did it.
Silvio Ricci
Acts like he doesn't care (he does).
Will get someone else to care for reader while he watches to make sure they're actually being cared for properly.
If it was an accident he'll probably call reader a few names, nothing too mean but enough to make it clear he's 'annoyed' at how clumsy they are.
If someone caused it he'd instantly start paying people to hunt them down. He doesn't play when it comes to people he 'owns'.
Omg your lotr writings have been so yummy 😋 may I req something with the love of my life thranduil? 🥹🥹
Sorry it took so long I've been crazy busy! I started it a while ago, forgot about it over the piles of work I've had and finally got back to it to finish it. So here it is.
(also I wasn't quite sure what you were looking for so I kinda just went wild.)
As usual reader is kept as neutral as possible. English is not my first language. And feel free to request anything else!
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Pesky spiders.
It had been a while since reader had actually gotten out to do anything. Seeing as it was autumn and all gloomy and rainy outside, obviously they'd have stayed inside for a while. But after the rumours of spiders crawling through the forest, parts they hadn't been seen in before, reader felt the need to take it upon themselves to do something. They knew Thranduil was too busy to pay it much mind. And anyone else would probably have not even heard about it so there wouldn't be much help. So they decided to just set out with Tauriel, splitting up to cover more ground but sticking to a specific area. Close enough to be able to detect if the other was in danger so they can be of help.
Turns out that was probably the best idea anyone had that day. Seeing as it wasn't long before Tauriel noticed the signal for help not too far off the trail reader had top, immediately making her way over to their location, only to find them with a group of dwarves fighting off some giant spider, barely standing their ground.
On the bright side, they managed to keep the dwarves, mostly, unharmed. However, reader did get injured in the process passing out not long after. It wouldn't be anything bad. Having lived in Mirkwood for so long, they had built a tolerance to the spiders' venom, though it was safe to say they'd be out for a bit.
Tauriel called for backup, the elves taking the dwarves and locking them up as per Thranduil's request, leaving Tauriel carrying reader to their room, bringing some antivenoms to care for their unconscious form.
It wasn't long before Thranduil came barging in with a subtle look of worry on his face masked by a look of annoyance, making his way to the side of reader's bed, kneeling besides it and sending a sharp gaze Tauriel's way. She gave a short polite nod and responded calmly.
"I administered an anti-venom. They'll be fine. Just let them rest a bit."
With that she spun around, walking out the door leaving Thranduil with his thoughts and worries.
It took a few hours but reader eventually woke up. Still somewhat dazed but feeling better nonetheless. Feeling a slight pressure in their lap, they looked to the side, seeing Thranduil quietly asleep, kneeling besides their bed and resting against them, chest rising and falling peacefully. Before they even got to comment on anything Thranduil's eyes snapped open, as he sat up sharply and spoke up.
"I was just resting my eyes. Now, what did I tell you about being cautious out there?"
Despite the harshness of his words it was abundantly clear that he didn't know how to express his worries without coming across as overbearing or rude.
"Forget it. Just... Do you feel alright? No weird sensations?"
All he got was a small nod in response, reader looking around quietly and stretching their limbs to test everything out.
"I feel fine... A little numb is all."
That seemed to get Thranduil to calm down a bit. Sighing quietly and standing up.
"I'll grab some food and water. You've been out for a while."
And with that he walked off. He may not be great at showing emotions. Especially not after what happened to his late wife. But he tries his best. He'd spent the next few days caring for reader. Making shure hey wouldn't overexert themselves.
Reader is kept as neutral as possible. Aside from implying they have hair long enough to be braided for some characters.
English is not my first language.
My requests are open so feel free to request anything else (I write for a plethora of characters)
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Kili
This poor guy had spent so long trying to flirt to no avail. It seemed that no matter how much he braided Reader's hair they just weren't catching on. Was he doing this wrong? Or were they just not interested and ignoring him to be nice instead of outright turning him down? God he'd begun questioning everything.
Until Gandalf came by having noticed Kili's rather pathetic attempts at flirting, placing a grounding hand on his shoulder and speaking in a rather amused tone.
"You know it's only dwarves that flirt like that, right?"
Kili just stared up at him, utterly confused and a little embarrassed now, though he knew the only way find a way that actually works would be to ask for help.
"Well... What should I do, then?"
Gandalf took a puff of his pipe and chuckled, giving a small shrug and responding lightly, not wanting to make Kili feel even worse.
"Just get them some flowers. It's a small thing but if they like you back they should realise what it means."
Kili just stared up at him, seeing how horribly it has been going up until now, of course he had more questions. But he decided to just trust Gandalf on this one.
He showed up by Reader's bedroll, right before they were about to fall asleep, with a bunch of flowers held messily in his hand, each of them picked from around the forest. He tried to keep them relevant to reader some the colour of their eyes, some matching the colour of their clothes.
"I got these for you..."
He was a little nervous but he stood upright, trying to seem confident, giving reader a sheepish smile as he handed them the flowers.
"I hope you like them..."
Fili
Fili figured out just messing with reader's hair and braiding it wasn't going to cut it. Seeing as reader hadn't said anything in return or returned the gesture. So he assumed it was just a difference in cultures. He wasn't going to ask for help from someone else though. If he was going to do this he was going to do it himself.
So he started experimenting. Talking to them more, staying by their side more. Generally getting to know them and stuff. The more he knew the more he could use it to flirt, no? It started small of course.
Giving reader bits of his meal he knew they enjoyed. Offering to eat the stuff they didn't like. Cutting up fruits for them and giving it to them as snacks throughout the day. Simple acts of service.
Then he decided to take it a little further. Helping them with cleaning and sharpening their weapons. Setting up reader's bedroll for them nearer to the campfire so save them a warmer spot. Just quiet ways of showing affection until they caught on.
Thorin
He clearly wasn't sure of how to flirt. He didn't want to do it the dwarven way, braiding and taking care of reader's hair because he didn't want the rest of the company to know. Much less that sassy wizard who was sure to tease him for it.
So he decided to do it by giving them things. Always making sure to find a way to make up excuses for why he was doing it. The sword they'd found in a cave that he gave to reader instead of keeping? Just to help them stay safe. Plus why would he use an even made weapon of all things. Obviously he wouldn't have kept it for himself anyways. The rings he handed them? They weren't worth much anyways. Plus he had enough of them.
Then it started becoming a little... Extra. Actually valuable things, things that Thorin wouldn't even trust his own nephew's with. That sort of thing.
Thranduil
He's a lot more open with his flirting than the three dwarves we've just talked about. He'll show his love in pretty much every form he can. Physical touch? He's got it. He's practically worshiping reader from head to toe. Making sure to show an equal amount of love to each part of them. Gifts? It would be an insult to assume he doesn't provide gifts. Anything reader wants they get almost instantly. Acts of service? Might not be directly from him but he'll order servants around to do things that will save reader time and effort. So that close enough for him. Words of affirmation? He's making sure to praise reader for every act. Even if it seems insignificant to others.
It's quality time where it gets a little more complicated. He's a king. So obviously he's going to be busy. Which may be why he's so excessive when it comes to everything else. He's trying his best to make up for his absence through the things he does when he actually has time to be around reader.
Bofur
He's a lot more open than the rest of the dwarves. He knows that even if his flirting goes unnoticed or unreciprocated it won't be the end of the world. So he just took to flirting by trying to make reader feel as comfortable and welcomed as possible on their quest.
He took note of their eating habits. What they like eating. What they didn't like eating. Any small things that helped them enjoy their food. What helped them rest easier. Preference on watch times. That sort of thing.
And he used that knowledge to make them feel as best as he could. Preparing their favourite foods on days that didn't go that well. Trying to use as little ingredients they disliked as possible. Offering to take watch at times they knew reader would rather be asleep at.
Bilbo
He's a lot more physical with his affection than anyone else. Anytime the company had to camp anywhere remotely cold? He's huddled up as close to reader as possible. Anytime they're out traveling? Staying by reader's side, trying to get any excuse to hold their hand.
Something dangerous happened? He's hugging them the moment the group is back together. They fight exceptionally well or do their job better than usual? He's squeezing their shoulder and making sure they know they're appreciated.
Is it subtle? Not at all. Practically everyone knows of Bilbo's feelings for reader. But that doesn't make it any less sweeter.
Gandalf
With the amount of times he just disappears out of thin air he doesn't have much time to actually spend with reader. But he does make up for it thought other things he did.
Using his magic to help reader was the biggest example of it. Using it to make their pain go away whenever they get injured. Using it purely for entertainment in the early hours of the morning when they're keeping watch together. The lot.
Not to mention bringing them little trinkets from his journey. The smallest thing that reminds him of them will be picked up and in reader's travel pack by the time he'd back.
Hobbit characters with a reader who's struggling to asleep.
I've been wanting to start writing for LOTR and The hobbit character for ages so here it starts. This is set very early into the first movie. Think like Bilbo just joined right before their ponies get kidnapped (except for Thranduil for him just think set before the movies).
Yes I've added Gandalf. Yes it's going to be romantic. I'm not a pussy. (well romantically implied you can read it however the hell you want who am I to tell you what to do)
The reader is kept as neutral as possible also English is not my first language.
My request are open
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Fili
Seeing as he is always either on watch with his brother or sleeping by his brother's side he probably wouldn't be able to sleep well by himself either. So, when he sees reader stirring and still awake in the middle of the night he makes it his duty to keep them company.
At first it just started with random small talk, whatever worked to get reader's mind off what was keeping them awake.
"You know, Kili still gets nightmares sometimes."
Eventually he just settled for cuddling with them. And boy oh boy he's definitely a little spoon. Not in a babying him way. More of a, he physically doesn't know how to position himself as a big spoon without it being uncomfortable. So he probably just buried himself away in reader's arms trying to provide them some grounding pressure to allow them to drift off.
Kili
Same situation as his brother he's gotten very used to either keeping watch with his brother or sleeping by him. So being alone just feels a little odd now. Not in an anxious sort of way. He's just gotten used to always being by someone and being responsible for their safety that now it just feels wrong if he's not.
So obviously the moment he sees reader struggle to sleep in the slightest he instantly moves by their side offering to keep watch closer to them to give them peace of mind. At first it started with just that.
Quiet time together side by side to comfort eachother. Though, they did begin drifting closer and closer together throughout the night. First it started as a small, touch to test the waters from Kili, just gently resting his hand on top of their head. His palm warm and steady against their forehead.
Seeing as he got no complaints from reader he decided to take a small step forward, gently running his hands through their hair, massaging the roots of their hair and humming quietly to help them drift off.
Thorin
As much as he would have loved acting like he didn't care he did. He couldn't have a member of his company exhausted on the quest. It would just hinder everyone. Much less a member that he's actually found himself growing fond of.
That didn't mean he was going to show it outright. Reader was yet to prove themselves to him. Prove that they were useful. Because why would he help someone who wouldn't be able to help him or his people... Right...?
He did however make his way over to them. Not saying a word, just sitting down by their side. Letting his presence, hopefully, settle their mind a bit. He just stayed there for a bit, staring down at them before giving a little scoff and a roll of his eyes, shrugging his jacket off and placing it on them, hoping that the pressure was enough to help them settle.
Thranduil
Thranduil was starting to get a little irritated. He'd provided the highest standards for reader. The softest, comfiest bed. The perfectly weighted blankets of the softest fabric. And yet nothing seemed to help. Each time he spotted reader in the morning they'd have heavy eye bags and they looked utterly exhausted.
So he figured he'd have to take matters into his own hands. He wasn't going to be rash. He wasn't going to go straight for strong elven medicine. But it was an option...
He started small. Making warm herbal tea. Warming up their blankets. Adding curtains to their room to make their room dimmer. Hell even going as far as scheduling around their sleep schedule so he could be by reader's side when they struggled to sleep. All the lot. And it seemed to help. Sure it wasn't perfect but it didn't seem like he needed to result to elven medicine anymore.
Bofur
He wasn't quite sure what to do at first when he saw reader tossing and turning. So he figured he might as well grab them a midnight snack before interacting with them first.
He'd made his way over to them quietly, nudging them lightly and holding out a bowl of freshly warmed up leftover soup to their half asleep form.
"Hey, this should help."
He tired his best to keep his voice down. Not wanting to bother the rest of the company, helping reader sit up and handing them the bowl of soup before continuing quietly.
"Was it a nightmare? Or do you just enjoy flailing in your sleep?"
Seeing as reader was barely awake, and a little shaken up he decided to just quieten down, letting them enjoy the warm meal as he stayed by their side to provide comfort.
Bilbo
It wasn't like he was having a much better time trying either to sleep so he figured he might as well try and help both himself and reader get some sleep. He got up quietly from his spot, making his way to reader's side, nudging them quietly as if telling them to move over a bit as he buried himself into their side, trying to still their distressed movements.
"Feeling poorly?"
He didn't need a response he just shook his head before continuing.
"I'm feeling rather homesick too. Guess it's hard to fall asleep in conditions like these when you're not used to them."
He paused. Clearly unsure of how to really go from there, giving reader an awkward pat on the waist before speaking up once more.
"We've got eachother now, might as well make use of that."
Gandalf
It'd been one of the few nights he'd spent with the company, helping Kili and Fili keep watch, knowing that if it has been just the two of them it would have probably gone south.
His mind, however, wasn't entirely on the task. Continuously pausing to look over to reader's figure, flinching in their sleep.
He didn't want to make a big scene. Not wanting to embarrass reader. And neither did he want to take long, knowing that the longer he was away the worse the situation would probably be when he got back.
So he just made their way quietly over to their side. Pressing his palm to their forehead and whispering something under his breath, reader stilling under his touch. He lingered there a little longer. Partially to feel them against him to reassure himself, partially to make sure their nightmares wouldn't come back before resuming his task.
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