#robert lutece x reader

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Hello!! I have an idea for a fic with the Luteces (if you still write for them). It's more of a Luteces x platonic!reader really, in which her (or gender neutral pronouns if you prefer) is their only bff and they all have these sweet family moments, doing something normal like baking together or letting them vent or infodump. They really need a friend that's not themselves in my opinion (also please and thank you!)

Genre: Fluff

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The Luteces were extremely brilliant scientists who had developed amazing machines that had changed the world and yet, they found themselves in their kitchen with their one and only friend, (y/n), baking as they said it was good for stress.

Rosalind and Robert weren’t stressed, but they cherished any time they could get to spend with (y/n).

“How much flour do we put in here?” Robert asked, completely puzzled at baking entirely. But if it made (y/n) happy, then he was more than happy to participate in this little family get-together.

(y/n) giggled lightly, popping up at Robert’s side to bring out a measuring cup before speaking, “1 ½ cups of flour. It says it in the recipe.”

Robert glanced at the recipe before he gave an embarrassed look to Rosalind and (y/n). The two laughed at him for a moment before the twins watched (y/n) finish mixing all the ingredients together before they popped it into the oven.

“How long will we have to wait to decorate? I think Robert and I would be quite good at that part,” Rosalind said, very sure of her and Robert’s capabilities.

(y/n) giggled at the twins questions, happy to finally spend time with them, as it had been quite a while for the found-family trio. “It should only take 30 minutes.”

The three cleaned the kitchen as they decided on what to do next whilst they waited for the cake.

Rosalind and Robert looked at the grandfather clock across the hall as it chimed a few times, signaling the next hour to come to pass. “It seems we should do some work. That is impeccable timing. (y/n), do you mind? You’re welcomed to come and keep us company while we wait for the cake.” Rosalind said.

The twins internally groaned at the thought of having to do any work today as they had wanted to spend all day with (y/n) but they must do this, and luckily, their work shouldn’t take more than half an hour.

“Sure, I still need to finish that quantum physics book you wrote,” (y/n) replied as they followed the Luteces into a different room where their notes were scrawled upon pages and chalkboards. (y/n) couldn’t make heads or tails of it, but they appreciated being included when they did their research. It was nice. (y/n) made a confused face as they thought back on why the Luteces always wanted them to be nearby. “Um, why do you two want me near all the time? I’ve never seen you interact with anybody else like this.”

Rosalind and Robert glanced at each other, knowing the answer already, as they had discussed this matter many times beforehand. “You’re our family, (y/n). Simple as that. We’d do anything for you. We don’t have much, but we know we like to be near you, and you make us feel safe. What more could a family ask for?”

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Rosy Love

Robert Lutece x Female Reader //FLUFF Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rDVb8q8KWw I feel like you could also look up a few pitures of Michael Fassbender with his natural hair if you’d like that (Michael Fassbender because  i could imagine him playing Robert if there’d ever be a Bioshock Infinite Movie)

You worked yourself in your new dress you bought a few days ago for occasions like this while listening to the gramophone (Song linked on the top).You and Robert wanted to spent the afternoon with each other, walking around the streets of a bright and sunny Columbia while taking a stop at a coffee shop and wasting dreaming looks into the endless blue of the sky.Before you were able to finish dressing up Robert stepped into the doorway and leaned against the frame.

"No." he said as his glance turned from you to the opened balcony door. "No?" you raised your eyebrow. Robert walked towards you.His hands rested on your shoulders. "Well yes, a no from me."No mimic in his face. "Now I suppose you have a better suggestion?" You turned around leaving him staring at your back while bending down, slipping out of your shoes.Robert accepted the situation and took a tight grip of your hip, pushing you against him. The next second he bent over your back placing a few slow and soft kisses from the top of your head down to the end of your neck, his crotch pressing against your butt. You turned yourself around in his grip facing him and smiling into his eyes. He slightly smiled back, placing a rushed kiss on your forehead while turning you again around pulling down your dress carefully. You stood up after the dress layed on the floor, still facing him with your back.He came closer, opening the silk ribbon from your corset, his hands grabbing around your waist to your front, opening up the little clamps.The corset fell down followed by Lutece getting down on one knee letting his hands travel around your lower back and waist.He squeezed your waist slightly before letting his hands again travel on your soft skin.He then placed kisses on the back of your thighs. Everything he did to you was always filled with pure love and passion for one another. You suddenly felt his touch on your body missing, you turned around seeing him disappear in the next room, you followed him with fast steps. There stood the red haired man taking a close look at your warderobe, his finger resting on his chin while the other hand leaned on his hip. "Do i have to wear a dress?"you asked leaning against the wall taking a look at your nails. He looked at your barely covered body, "Your body is like a pasture for my eyes hungry for a gaze on you but dear god or whoever may be even further up there than us forbid me taking you on the street like that. Another man might take a look at this body and might even try to take you away from me, no i can't take this risk.I want to say this body is mine, meaning you're mine but it would be a foolish thing to just assume my property.So, may i ask if you are mine ?"He closed the warderobe door while taking a few steps in your direction, placing his hands behind his back. You could not prevent yourself from giggling, he totally misunderstood you. "My dear pearl, I am yours ! But i actually wanted to stay here with you instead of going out." You took a few steps towards him holding one of his hands. "What an relieving answer and I'd also like to stay here but what a shame it would be not to go out in the sun." He said while taking off his jacket, folding it and laying it onto the bed. "Don't worry my love I've got an idea." You said smiling at him. You walked from the bedroom back into the living room taking your cigarettes and a pack of matches with you , going to the rose covered balcony, still barely clothed. You fell in love with this apartment as soon as you saw the roses growing up and around every inch of the parapet.The streets where quite empty for a day like this one.The people must have been in the middle of the city drinking coffee and eating ice cream enjoying the weather. You lit up a cigarette playing with one of the roses.Roberts hand suddenly layed on your back. You turned around, his face nodded down to the cigarette, his arm now laying around your waist. You held the cigarette in front of his mouth watching him taking a deep breath looking at the roses.You followed his gaze your hand making its way with the cigarette to your mouth. Robert looked into the distance back to you.He took the cigarette and layed it on top of the parapet resting his hand under your chin pulling it up. "My dear." he said before placing a kiss your lips. The smell of the roses crawled in your nose, your hand running through Roberts sun warmed hair, slightly grinding against his body.The kiss got so passionate Roberts hand wandering under your bra starting to message your boob remained unnoticed until a whistle broke your affection reciprocity.Your eyes travelled down to the street seeing a young boy giggling while running a way with a little girl wearing a baby pink dress.The little Gentleman seemed to have taken a rose with him for the little girl.You smiled. As soon as the children were gone behind the other houses you began to feel Roberts hand again on your boob. "Well Mr.Lutece?"you smiled up to him raising an eyebrow. "Mrs.Lutece?" He smiled back at you trying to get his hand out of your bra placing it on your lower back slightly stroking over your butt while resting his forehead against yours.You stayed like that for a few minutes, prancing around to the sound of the singing birds, before you began to tie your hands around him while burying your face into his chest. He hugged you back kissing your hair over and over until his voice whispered in your ear:"The prettiest rose here is you, growing in my heart instead of a balcony." A last kiss was placed on your head before you began to talk: "I want to celebrate us, we should go out for dinner."You laughed running into the living room followed by Robert. "Oh now after you presented yourself to some younglings its time for dinner? We will go if I'm allowed to choose the dress!" He ran to the warderobe waiting for you before he layed his arm around you, already knowing which dress you should wear. I hope you liked it, I've so far seen pretty much nothing for Robert Lutece so i decided to write a little something.

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The Luteces x reader (”How come you never do that with us?”)

Request: Hello, I don't know if this is where we can make requests but if so could I please have prompt 26“How come you never do that with me?” with the luteces and reader? (If you are comfortable writing for a poly (not really??) relationship of course). This prompt gave me the idea of the reader being very affectionate with friends but not with them even if they are dating because the Luteces really don't seem to like physical affection and all... Anyways, your work is lovely, thank you for writing them!!

Fandom: Bioshock

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

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Robert and Rosalind Lutece watched from the steps of their home as their significant other, (y/n) had their arms wrapped around a friend of theirs. The Luteces looked emotionless as they both watched the love of their lives hanging off of someone that wasn’t either of them.

Not that (y/n) was ever affectionate with the Luteces. The twins wanted nothing more than for their significant other to wrap the two with kisses and other forms of affection but (y/n) simply wouldn’t.

The Luteces wanted to find out why. 

With stern gazes, the Luteces watched as (y/n)’s friend slowly sauntered off of the property and down the road, finally far from the throuple. 

The twins waited until (y/n) was facing them and only a few feet away to finally explain their concerns, "How come you never do that with us?" They spoke in unison, which would be creepy for anyone else but (y/n) was used to it. 

To answer the question, “Do what?” 

Rosalind, being a tad less patient of the two, dragged them inside the large establishment before she and her brother explained their frustrations. 

The Luteces stood in front of (y/n), finding their composure before they spoke to their partner, "Why do you only show affection to everyone else-" started Robert.

"But not us?" Rosalind finished. 

(Y/n) knew that they had some explaining to do. They never really pegged the twins to be the romantic or affectionate type. So, (y/n) never bothered to try, even when the three decided to start a relationship. 

"I'm sorry. I just didn't think either of you liked physical contact,”(y/n) explained. 

The twins glanced at each other, silently seeming to communicate before they surrounded (y/n); one in front of them and one behind. 

“Then let us convince you,” Robert said.

Robert stood in front of (y/n), one hand interlaced with (y/n)’s and his other rested on their hip, tugging them close enough to feel their heartbeat through their chest. While Rosalind was behind (y/n), wrapping her arms around their incredibly nervous form, moving as close as she could to the two in front of her.

"I know that we look busy most of the time, but we absolutely love you and crave your affection, so please don't hold back," Rosalind finished. 

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Robert Lutece x reader (Delivery for Lutece)

Not requested

Fandom: Bioshock Infinite

Genre: Fluff

Pov: Reader’s

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I smiled lightly as my eyes glanced over the next order: Lutece, Rosalind. It seemed she wanted another order of books; quantum physics, Philosophy, Psychology and… a romance novel. I smiled knowingly at the last part of the order, knowing Rosalind didn’t like many people knowing that she liked cheesy romance novels. Not even Robert knew. I quickly collected the books she ordered before letting them fall into my bag before I exited the small bookstore and walked toward the Lutece household. The walk was nice and breezy as always, Columbia was as peaceful as it could get.

I stepped up onto the steps, ringing the doorbell and waiting for an answer. I straightened out my dress as the door opened to reveal Robert.

“Good morning Mx. (y/n),” Robert greeted. 

I smiled sheepishly and tucked a loose strand behind my ear.

“Hello, Robert. Is Rosalind home?” I asked.

Robert opened his mouth to say something, but Rosalind shoved him out of the way.

“Please come in, (y/n),” Rosalind said rather hastily.

I glanced at her disheveled hair before entering their home; placing the books on the coffee table in the main room. 

“Would you care for a cup of coffee?” Rosalind held up a cup of coffee for me to take. 

Robert popped up behind me, holding up a similar-looking cup.

“Or perhaps tea?” Robert cut in.

Rosalind gave her brother a side glance, almost menacing.

“Coffee.”

“Tea.”

“Coffee…” 

I could hear Rosalind start to get angry, whilst Robert remained calm, I always did like that about him. I gently grabbed the tea from Robert’s hands; I felt a spark as our hands touched for a split moment. Rosalind grinned toward me before gesturing towards the long couch. I sighed slightly but sat in the corner, dropping my bag on the floor next to my feet. Rosalind picked up the books and held them to her chest.

“Brother, why don’t you keep (y/n) company while I put these away?” Rosalind asked.

Robert gave her a small nod before he sat next to me. Rosalind, satisfied with her little setup, left the room to shelve the new books; no doubt to take a peek at that romance novel of hers.

“I should really go, I’m sure I have other deliveries to do,” I said, ready to leave any second. 

Robert leaned against the couch, placing his hands on his lap in a polite manner.

“We should indulge Rosalind a little. You know how she can get a little antsy. Just a few minutes, that’s all I ask,” Robert said, but I knew that he wanted to be around me as much as I desired to be around him. 

I smiled, he had always been so nice to me. I could never figure his reason behind it. 

“Okay,” I said as I took a few small sips of my tea before Robert asked what  I knew had been on his mind since Rosalind rushed to the door.

“What books did you bring for my dear sister? She doesn’t usually dash to the door that quickly,” He asked curiously.  

I shifted nervously on the couch, I promised Rosalind a long time ago that I wouldn’t tell anyone about her guilty pleasure, least of all her brother.

“Well, I promised her I wouldn’t tell,” I muttered. 

I felt the teacup disappear from my grasp, causing me to look toward Robert. I watched as he diligently placed the cup on the table in front of us before he slowly hovered over me, carefully placing his hands on either side of me to trap me against the couch. My heart rose up to my throat as I became acutely aware of my breathing and how close he was to my face, my lips.

“So you do know. Please do tell me, the curiosity is eating at me,” Robert whispered to me. I could clearly see him staring at my lips before his gaze shot back up to my face.

“Don’t tease me unless you plan on doing something. It’s rude to play with someone’s feelings,” I said to him. 

Robert smiled one of those smiles, the kind that was only meant for one person, me. Robert slowly leaned forward, placing his lips gingerly onto mine, pushing himself forward. My eyes fluttered lightly once Robert slowly pulled away.

“I would never play with your feelings,” Robert gently said. 

I slowly sat up with his help, his fingers stayed intertwined with my own.

“Romance, she likes to read romance novels, but please don’t tell her I told you,” I finally confessed. 

Robert’s smile became slightly bigger, a small chuckle danced at his lips.

“That would explain her hiding in her room at nightly hours as of late. Thank you,” Robert said. He stayed quiet for a few moments, passing the time by playing with my fingers; being positive that he had touched every inch of my hand. “I have something to give you, as thanks.” Robert quickly stood to his feet, helping me stand as well. “You’re always been so patient and kind to my sister and I… We’ve never really had a companion like you before… Someone I--We… We cared about before.” Robert released my hand for a moment before retrieving a necklace from a small box I hadn’t noticed before. “Would you mind turning around for me a moment?” I gave Robert an unsure look. I liked Robert and all, but…

“Robert, I-” 

He gave me that charming smile that made me weak at the knees. Did he know what effect he had on me?

“Do you trust me?” Robert asked out of the blue. I opened my mouth to respond but found myself turning my back to him instead, lifting my hair away from my the back of my neck to give him better access to clasp the necklace over me. “Alright, done.” I slowly released the grip of my hair before picking up the pocket watch. It was beautiful…

“Robert… Thank you. You didn’t have to do this.” I felt my heart fluttering as Robert gripped the back of his neck nervously, a light rosy shade of pink drifting onto his face.

“I’m aware. I wanted to. I care about you, more than I thought I initially would,” Robert confessed. His eyes widened slightly as Rosalind entered the room.

“Having a bit of fun? Are we, Brother?” Rosalind teased.

Both of his hands came to lay stiffly at his side. What was Rosalind doing? Her twin brother’s face only became redder with her statement. I didn’t know what to do, should I say something?

“I Don’t, I um…” Rosalind quirked an eyebrow, fully amused.

“My, brother, I’ve never heard you stumble or stutter on your words. Then again, I’ve never caught you alone with (y/n),” Rosalind teased once more. Robert took a deep breath, the color quickly faded from his face, a neutral face plastered onto his face once more. “I’m only teasing, Robert.” I watched with curious eyes as Robert leaned down to my ear, brushing away the hair to whisper a request.

“Would it be pleasant for you to have a night in, without my dear sister in the way?” Robert asked into my ear.

I laughed silently at Robert’s emphasis on ‘Dear’. I gave him a small nod.

“My place?” 

Robert gave me a firm nod as an answer before he stood to his full height, placing his arms behind his back as he always did. I grabbed my bag from the floor and slung it over my shoulder before I headed toward the front entrance, Robert close behind me. He glanced back at his sister, who had taken the liberty of reading one of her new books, she wasn’t looking in our direction. Robert quickly turned back to me, placing a quick, but passionate kiss to my lips before he opened the door for me. 

“I-I'll see you later, Mr. Lutece.”

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Robert Lutece x Female!reader (Bad week)

Request: 13, 21 and 42 from Fluff prompt with Robert Lutece pretty please? In which his fem s/o is having a bad day and is struggling with the most basics of tasks, Robert comes and comforts her then. Robert’s POV would be really cool, but I’d be happy with any pov really 

“Here, let me help you.” 

“I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the day I first met you.”

 “Can you play with my hair please?” 

Fandom: Bioshock

Genre: Fluff

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The loud slamming of the front door alerted the reserved Lutece that his wife was finally home from work. Though the slamming of the door wasn’t just the normal ‘I’m home’ slamming, no. That type of slamming was the ‘I’m angry and miserable’ slamming. Robert slowly stood to his feet to meet (y/n) at the door.  

(y/n) on the other hand, had a shit week. She spent all day, almost every day, inside a bookstore, but she had been getting trouble from quite a few customers as of late. It was to the point of harassment, but there was absolutely nothing that she could do about the issue at hand because of the time period. She didn’t exactly sign up at a nice, comfortable bookstore to be ogled at for hours on end.  

“Dammit!” (y/n) grunted in frustration, too angry to even do a simple task like taking off her jacket without any help. 

The warm and comforting presence of Robert Lutece appeared behind her. She could feel an infuriating amount of frustration taking over her. Slowly, Robert placed his hands on the edges of (y/n)’s jacket.   

“Here, let me help you, Darling,” Robert whispered to his wife.  

He could tell that her job was stressing her out more and more lately. He wanted to do something of course, but what could he? He wasn’t exactly the roguish type such as Booker Dewitt. Instead, he could comfort his wife with tea and a warm aura. 

Robert quickly led her to the living area to set her down on the couch while she began her long and stressful rant about her job, as usual, all the while taking her jacket from her shoulders to hang up. 

“Why don’t you tell me what’s got you so frustrated while I put on a pot of tea?” Robert offered.

(y/n) let out a heavy sigh but released her grasp on his hand, so he could go into the next room for a quick moment. She leaned against the couch, head tilted upward toward the ceiling. She took a deep breath, reliving the day shortly before she told her attentive husband every upsetting detail.  

“Well… it’s just all the men that come into the shop just to bother me… And it kills me that in this time, in this society, I’m expected to just take it when all I want to do is smack them for the vulgarness of their nasty words. It sickens me.” 

(y/n) turned toward the kitchen to see Robert pouring a small cup of tea. Lavender, her favorite. He graced her with a comforting smile before he carefully handed the cup of tea to her. (y/n) stress fully combed a hand through her hair before she rested completely on the cup, cradling her tea with her hands. 

“I just feel like everything I do ends up in a disaster; I get a job at a bookstore, men come and flirt with me, I move to Columbia, everything is weirdly religious… I just… want to make sense of everything,” (y/n) confessed. 

At her final point, Robert was at her side in a heartbeat. The action forced (y/n)’s pulse to quicken in the slightest, but she didn’t mention it. He slowly took one of her hands, resting it over his own heart. His breathing was unsteady, almost like he was nervous. But that would be silly, he was Robert. He was calm and collected, right?

“Darling, I’m still here so you must’ve done something right. I’ve been in love with you my entire life. Ever since the first day I met you,” Robert said. 

She wanted nothing more than to believe him, but there was still a voice in the back of her head, telling her it was untrue. Robert, seeing the hesitance in her immediately, pushed himself closer to her to press a loving kiss, his free hand moved to take the cup of tea and place it on the coffee table before tangling it in her hair to tug her closer. She was shaky as always, even after all this time they had been together, she got a tad nervous whenever they kissed. 

But before it could get too steamy and lead to something else, she pulled away and plopped her head into his lap.

“Can you play with hair please?” (y/n) asked.

With a soft smile, Robert lifted his other hand to lightly braided his lover’s hair, watching as she slowly slipped into unconsciousness from the stressful week. As Robert admired the woman he was spending the rest of his life with, the phone on the table beside him caught his attention.

With one hand still lightly playing with her hair, he slowly called into the bookstore for his wife, not wanting her to worry any more than she already had.