Gifts and trivial things to fight about - David and Merula edition!
Thanks for the ask!
Gifts: David tends to get Merula perfumes, and the occasional tome on magic. Merula tends to get him things related to Quidditch and later stuff that can help him teach the kids in Charms class.
Trivial things to fight about: I'm not saying Merula has burned some... overzealous fan mail but she definitely has. David was a bit annoyed at first until he got a hold of some, then he was glad they were being used as kindling.
H) Handsy, when they can't keep their hands to themselves.
Under the cut for suggestive content.
Considering who he married, they have a hard time keeping their hands off each other.
Especially since for a time, a lot their time was spent apart with Merula on curse breaking missions and David training for quidditch, they wanted nothing more than to be held by each other.
Even in public, it's rare to see them not touching, whether having their arms linked, his arm around her shoulders and her's around his waist.
Although the rare times when they're alone in the house together in their later adult years, the kids are out for whatever reason and the only company they have is each other they take full advantage of the situation.
"Don't blame me when the mixture starts to fizz." David rolled his eyes at Merula's arrogance.
"I think I would know if that was going to happen." She snarled, hastily tossing one of their ingredients into the latest potion.
"And what about boiling it for longer cos of the pickling process?" He asked, Merula's eyes widening as she shrieked in surprise, the scalding hot liquid overflowing from her cauldron.
So Reunion was my very first piece of smut, so naturally I was a little nervous about it. So what I wanted to focus on when writing it was the characters themselves.
I knew that the two of them were comfortable enough with each other so their first time wasn't as awkward but there was still some sort of apprehension (at least on Merula's part). However, with David encouraging her, then taking charge to start with, that apprehension turns to confidence.
Basically, I wanted Reunion to really show the culmination of the ups and downs of their relationship. To show that despite the downs, they can weather what life throws at them together. To show the warmth, respect and love that they have for each other.
maybe 41 and 43 for david and merula??? (only if you want to respond pls)))
Thank you for the ask!
41) Who cries during sad movies?
Neither of them usually do, David is more likely too though. For Merula, while I’m not sure she would cry, especially sad or harrowing moments would definitely stick with her for a while after watching the film.
43) Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one?
David... tries but he has the worst luck with carnival games even if they weren’t rigged against him. Merula would have to drag him away so he doesn’t blow through all the cash he’s brought with him. As a compromise he would buy her a stuffed animal from a gift shop if she really wanted it.
I’d say David is the barista in this case. Working from about 8:00AM to 5:00PM most days. Probably took it as a first job that lost its splendour but he keeps at it because his position pays fairly well. He likes serving a particularly pretty regular who always comes in early.
Merula is probably a workaholic in whatever job she does who takes advantage of the coffee shop opening early to relax a bit. She loves it when the admittedly cute barista remembers her regular order.
High School
Merula is the straight-A student here. Only fitting of the well-off Snyde family, likely under a lot of pressure from her parents to succeed. Gets asked to help David study by one of their teachers with the incentive of extra credit.
David likely focuses a bit too much on sport in this scenario. He’s a decently smart guy but his dedication to football in this AU would probably cause his grades to slip. Doesn’t mind getting tutored by Merula.
Bodyguard
David is the bodyguard here. Hired muscle, knows how to fight both in hand-to-hand and with a gun. Not the first time being hired to protect the heiress of the Snyde crime family and he secretly hopes it won’t be the last. Admits Merula is beautiful but doesn’t act on anything for fear of retribution from her parents.
Merula is the heiress to her father, Nisus Snyde’s criminal empire. There’s been a target on her back for a long time, mostly from other criminals who either want a chance at holding her hostage for ransom or outright kill her as some form of revenge. Probably pining for David in secret but doesn’t know how her parents would react to it.
Day five of @butterbee-writes fluff challenge. Hope you guys enjoy!
Word count: 341
Drawing had been something David was taught since he was young. It had helped him get through some of the worst times of his life. Jacob’s disappearance, mum and dad’s divorce, the subsequent loneliness that followed... it was a good distraction from his problems.
He was likely to draw anything that caught his fancy, whether that was from a direct reference or just from memory. Sometimes it was a landscape, a pattern or even an animal.
It wasn’t until he got to Hogwarts that he had considered drawing people. Tonks had been the most eager and had been a big help in sharpening his skills using her metamorphagus abilities to change her features just enough so that any portrait of her wasn’t quite the same. Diego had been the next biggest help, more than willing to sit still, so long as David got his good side.
“You want to study a star? Study me!”
That had been one of Merula’s many boasts throughout their time at Hogwarts, during first-year Astronomy homework for Professor Sinistra. One of her more innocuous comments given their history up to that point.
“Draw me.”
She had said that during their fourth year, a time when the relationship between them was a lot better. Though surprised, David had complied with the demand. Nothing too fancy, just a portrait of her in the school uniform.
“My cheekbones aren’t quite that high... but thank you David, it’s nice.”
That had been her one criticism of the first of many pieces he would eventually draw of her. Though she looked ready to hex him when he drew her as a fairy.
“Make me your muse.”
During a brief period in the summer holidays between their fourth and fifth year, that was perhaps the most surprising statement she had made. Staying at the Snyde estate in the lead up to her birthday, he drew her within the house, in the gardens, anywhere she asked.
“It’s perfect dear.”
That... well that was something he had grown used to hearing from his wife.
