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this entire last week had been bonkers but there was one thing that liam needed to do in the aftermath — have a little conversation with a venomous spider who somehow ended up in his home. after a little bit of coercion from levi, it was quick to invite the pesky little insect back in to the wolfe home after hearing what lilith and lorrin said to him. liam didn't need to be the fangs like lilith was, but he was certainly worried about what this might say or do for the wolfe's reputation. " perry, welcome back. " a weary smile as he tugged on his ear as though to subconciously ground himself before looking at him with a knowing glance. " looks like it might be time that i interview you, hmm? " @killertwhips
A NIGHT IN. DINNER FOR TWO.
it was one of those quiet nights at the manor. just leon humming a melody while moving around the kitchen to grab different ingredients and utensils. by a stroke of luck, everyone's plans aligned and it resulted in an empty house all for himself. well, mostly. there was one other wolfe staying in for the night, though he hadn't arrived yet. leon was a reserve, very private, who mostly kept to himself. his already small social circle became even smaller since he wasn't on speaking terms with his boyfriend. so he focused on his siblings, catching up on what was going on in their lives or just gossiping about people they know. leon thought of himself as the glue of the family, often playing the role of the peacemaker, trying to stop any bickering between his brothers. eyes glanced up at the clock on the wall, making sure he was on schedule. a rack of lamb sat on the counter, resting under tin foil, while leon finished the side dishes: a fresh mint sauce and rosemary mashed potatoes. the scent of lamb hung in the air, curled out of the kitchen and into every adjacent room, inviting. leon had just finished setting the table when his company arrived. “ hello, sweetheart, ” he said teasingly, immediately pouring a glass of red wine and handing it to his older brother. “ busy day today? ”
closed starter for @mockcry / liam.
liam had been doing a current press tour for his latest movie — corpus cristi, the directorial debut of one of liam's favorite assistant directors on the film he had won his academy award for supporting actor for. it was a favor movie, the script was solid, but the budget was small and liam was happy to do her this favor.
walking in the house, liam let out a muffled sigh to himself while taking off his jacket and untucking his shirt to the smell of lambs. was there an important dinner he was missing? shit. his mind began to race at what he could be missing before he peaked his head around the corner to the kitchen before seeing it was leon who had been cooking away for them to enjoy a meal with just the two of them.
" wow, you spoil me, leon. " shaking his head as he looked at his brother lovingly and with such admiration. liam wasn't nearly as much of a homemaker as others would expect, he hated wasting time in the kitchen when he could be out doing more. " just a few more days of press and the movie releases in a couple weeks. " a yawn found its way onto liam's lips as he covered his mouth, hoping it wasn't contagious while he looked around to see if there was anything he could do ot pretend to help. " how long have you been cooking this feast? you really didn't have to, but i'm very excited to eat when it's all ready. "
@mockcry
ㅤㅤㅤThe night before might have been a failure, but Perry had fun. He had ran amuck through Wolfe Manor, webbing up security guards and destroying surveillance cameras. Now as he waited to be received into the foyer, he was able to watch them try to clean up the mess he had left them the night before. Perry couldn't act too smug, otherwise they might think him odd. He was merely bewildered, concerned that a villain had dared to break into the mansion in the dead of night. How terrifying! Perry had come in through a window in the kitchen the night before, webbing up a guard onto ceiling before starting his rampage through the house. He waited with a tablet in the foyer, dressed in a sweater with a polo beneath. Perry looked like a consummate professional, and smiled brightly as Leon started down the stairs. " Mr.Wolfe! " He chirps, giving him a wave. " Thank you for seeing me. But if it's a bad time…I can always come back? " Perry sucks his teeth, uncertain if Liam will want to have the interview with so much uncertainty in the air.
There was so much that had happened in the last 12 hours that Liam was absolutely freaking out upon but he wasn't going to let anyone, especially the press, get a single bead of sweat out of him. Sure, this was absolute horrible timing but, that didn't mean Liam didn't know how to angle this into a positive. " Mr. Palmer, it's so good to see you. My publicist tried getting ahold of you earlier this morning but I guess you two weren't able to connect. " He'd known the reporter for some time now and the man was brilliant but also very cutting, from what Liam could remember. Without skipping a beat, Liam would offer the man a proper handshake and pull him in for one of those half-hugs to disarm and help the other feel more comfortable within the Wolfe residence.
" Nothing to worry about, The Wolfe Estate has state of the art security and various levels of protection thanks to my father. A few recalibrations and we should be all set. Very arrogant of whoever this was to come to the Wolfe Residence considering the level of technology we have to identify, track, and perpetrate the intruder. " Taking a pause to fix a single lock of unkempt hair to put it into place, Liam gestured the other to where they were meant to have the interview. " We have the Parlor set up for the interview and photo shoot, i'm very excited to be able to discuss my current acting stint and how inspired i've been to find projects and scripts beyond the beaten path. "
˙ ˖ ✶ Liam
"So now I can't smile at the guy who makes it happen so easily? Okay then, I'll just hide it next time." Jace smirked as he softly nipped at Liam's finger, laughing slightly as the man queried. This was supposed to be a one off thing, a night of simple pleasure and not crossing paths again. "I just like the hoodie a lot, smells like you, and the shorts well, I'm in my home, I like being cozy. You saying I should take them off or something, Liam?" Jace teased back pulling the man closer, and he truly could never shake the yearning sensation that came with each kiss. He'd always want more, but wanting and getting were different things and with the Wolfe celebrity, he wasn't sure he'd ever truly get what he so desired.
Kissing Liam, he pouted slightly at the idea that the man wanted a quickie. "If you want quick then you're going to have to be the one topping, I like taking my time with you when I'm the one making you moan my name. Not saying you're not thorough, but I know how selfish I can be when it comes to pleasing you, because I truly want nothing more than to see the faces you make when I'm fucking you," Jace said shrugged as he played with Liam's hair.
"But we don't have to, you can take the butter rolls to go." He said matter of fact-ly before kissing Liam once more. "I understand, just because I've made you part of my routine doesn't mean I'm on yours, you're good to go about your day, Mr. Wolfe." There was a few more words he wanted to ask Liam, but he didn't feel right asking the man. Am I too much?
Jace was so easy to be around, the baker had made pastries that Liam had no idea how he made them taste so delicious. Luckily for him he could control his metabolism or the Wolfe brother would have had to spend far too much time at the gym for the excessive amounts he’s eaten since meeting the man. “ You’re allowed to do whatever you want. ” A slight eyeroll at his jest in how easy it was for Jace to slide in exactly how Liam had wanted him — they had always had a great time together and it’s why the actor continued to come back for more.
With eyes widened, Liam wasn’t entirely sure how to answer him at how Jace liked to extend their sessions to the point where they were having multiple rounds until Jace was finally ready to finish. As great as it all was in the moment, it meant Liam was often running late to something or other because of it. “ C’mon, I know you can do it champ. ” His hand grabbed at the other’s face and gave him a quick kiss right on the lips. “ Think you could do it for me? I’ll make sure to block off time in my schedule for next time. It’ll be you and me and whatever you’re in the mood for. ” Liam didn’t want to go without getting what he had come there for and he was, in fact, going to get both.
“ Jace, don’t be like that. ” It was inevitable to consider that Jace and Liam weren’t anything but fuck buddies and it was working for Liam quite well but it seemed like maybe, there was more bubbling under the surface. “ Alright, what’s going on. It sounds like we need to have a talk. ” And Liam found a seat for himself right next to Jace, eyes filled with concern on how quickly it felt like the mood shifted into something much more intense and filled with a heaviness Liam hadn’t been expecting.
˙ ˖ ✶ Liam
Jace had raided his closet an insurmountable amount of times, trying to decide the perfect thing to wear for when Liam showed up. Which was curious considering most of their time spent together, usually resulted in clothes not being important. Remnants of nights prior still lingered in his mind, the ghost of Liam's touch reminding him how nice it could truly feel to be wanted, even if that feeling was as fleeting as the Wolfe brother.
A celebrity in the limelight, and someone the world catered to in every which way. A small store owner would never be compatible with someone like that. Jace was used to being told he was too much, that his difference was like a chore of a burden, and they didn't wish to be responsible for him. Liam didn't treat him this way.
With the man's approaching arrival, he settled on Liam's hoodie, leaving it opened and he let boxer briefs cover the rest. The butter rolls laid on the counter, a to go box made especially for him. A familiar rapp at the door made him fly out of his seat as he opened the door, greeting the man with an all too giddy smile.
"Hi, I know you know the place already, and you don't need me to show you much at all, but I've got the butter rolls are warmed up in the counter for you, in a to go box, like you asked," As he spoke he kept playing with his own fingers, self regulating from what his mind was trying to say was a stressful situation, but most of him was just happy to see Liam again. He was a safe space in an ever changing world that never allowed him time to prepare.
"It's a southern home cooking recipe, usually passed down through hands and not so much a cook book, so recipe's differ from one another, but at its core it's comfort food. Making a lot with whatever little you have in the pantry, and the sauce is a nice caramelized custard," Jace explained as he walked over to the butter rolls, looking slightly away from Liam, before his eyes landed on the man again, and he found himself smiling. "You smell different, but I like it." @mockcry
liam wasn’t even entirely sure how a chance encounter at a buzzworthy bakery had him meeting mr. fairchild whose buttery pastries would’ve bothered the wolfe son more if he hadn’t the ability to alter his metabolism to his benefit. it became a staple when he was shooting in town to share with some of his fellow coworkers and one thing let to another and the man had become a soft place to land after the intensity of the wolfe manor and the pressure of being both an actor and a superhero at the same time. jace was easy and let liam take from him without shame or pestering for more — it was probably entirely unfair to the baker, but it worked for liam and that’s all he wanted right now while his life was hectic and grueling.
“ what’s with the smile? ” his face twisted into a curious smirk as he poked at the man’s dimples on his cheek before walking inside as liam had done time and time again. jace had a youthful energy, a spring in his step and was always so easily excitable when liam had arrived which he would’ve chalked up to being a celebrity but it felt like he would do that with any repeat customer at the bakery. “ and the shorts? ” he teased, fingertips pulling at where the boxer briefs ended on the man’s thick legs and recognizing the hoodie as well as something he had left as a memento when he thought this wasn’t going to be a common occurrence.
“ yeah, i have to get back to the manor shortly but it’d be rude to just dine and dash. ” the shapeshifter moved in with his hands reaching under the hoodie and feeling jace’s firm body against his fingertips as he leaned in to give the man a kiss while his body pressed firm against the other. “ how quick can you be? ”
🎭 * ﹕ㅤㅤ it seemed like just any other day in the wolfe manor, just another routine at this point for liam to start some senseless diatribe, about something they'd all forget by tomorrow. levi just wished it happened when he wasn't trying to nap away a hangover on the couch. and he tried to muffle his brother's voice by covering his ears with pillows, but they'd lived together long enough for levi to know that liam wouldn't leave until he got an answer he liked. so he sighed, propped himself up on his elbows and forced himself to listen. ❝ you can't just call everyone i take home prostitutes, you know ? i only pay 'em in attention and a good fucking time anyway, ❞ levi argued, although it was probably futile with how stubbornly liam believed his thoughts to be gospel truth. but of course, levi had his own faults⸻ not completely missing the point, just deliberately ignoring it. but what was the point of having a house if he couldn't bring anyone home ? ❝ and jesus, do you hear yourself ? am i making myself clear ? dude. you know, ever since you worked with that arthouse director and won all those awards, you've gotten exponentially bossy. and that's why no one sleeps with you. ❞
the wolfe manor often felt more like a halfway house than the headquarters for one of the most prolific crime fighting families in the world. and in liam’s mind? it all began with levi’s lackluster training regime, constant ribbing, and afternoon start times to nurse his hangover, midnight escapades, or whatever the hell else he had been doing instead of resting. it’s why the others followed suit and often depicted liam as staunch or too rigid in his beliefs. that’s been his entire life, the constant badgering of why not which is why liam double downed on it and left for months at a time for acting gigs where he could be treated with the respect that an oscar winner deserved. “ i can and i did. ” in a very matter-of-fact tone, liam delivered his words to levi who at least had the decency to sit up when he was being berated by his younger brother.
levi loved to remind liam that he was a prude — standards far too high for anyone to reach and that’s why no one could ever love him. a quick wince was all levi would see to know that the knife made purchase and stung just a little at the recoil. fucking asshole. “ you barely take me seriously as is, do you think you’d even consider what i’d want if i just asked? ” the question wasn’t rhetorical but liam knew better than to expect levi to ever turn the mirror on himself for some introspection. “ and if we’re in the business of sharing universal truths, you’re getting sloppy in training and it’s very obvious you’re distracted. ” looking at his brother while standing, his eyes narrowed in as though a check to see if his own words would sting levi right back.
[ @savioresque ] it was embarrassing, truly, how much of an oaf and imbecile liam's older brother could be. it wasn't his fault that he wasn't born without much common sense and levi was lucky he had enough of a following that he barely had to use his brain. sure, they had staff that could help them but that wasn't the point that liam wanted to make. " one of your prostitutes left the front door unlocked again, levi. this happens again and i'm forcing you to do your little sex escapades outside of the mansion. am i making myself clear? "
[ logan lerman, homosexual, cismale + he/they, shapeshifting ] liam reagan wolfe is a twenty-eight year old miracle superhero known better as mimic to the general public. they are most well-known for being a wolfe, but their most adoring fans love them more for their tongue-in-cheek & diligent personality while their critics have called them inscrutable & smarmy. their most recent hero profile with the pageturner lauded their ability to shapeshift into other people, so they’re definitely my favorite out of the wolfe pack. god, i just hope they notice me on capebook soon, but they already have 100 million followers!
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