#of age

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Labyrinth (1986) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sarah Williams/Jareth Characters: Sarah Williams, Jareth (Labyrinth) Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, Drama, Romance, One Shot Summary:

Professor Turo x Male Reader

“Y/N, honey?” Y/N’s mom asked as she walked into his room. The trainer was busy watching a Pokémon match from Galar. His partner Pikachu was sitting next to him, as his ears perked up at the sound of Y/N’s mom entering the room.

“Chaa!” Pikachu cried excitedly as he ran to Y/N’s mom as she scratched behind his ears, a gentle smile on her face.

“Yeah, mom?” Y/N asked, turning his head away from the TV and towards his mother.

“Professor Oak just called. He wants you to come to his lab as soon as possible.”

“Did he happen to mention why?”

“Not in so many words, just that he’s examining some Pokémon from another region.”

“What, really?” Y/N cried excitedly. New Pokémon from another region? Cool!

“Well, I guess you should not keep him waiting then,” Y/N’s mom suggested.

Y/N nodded his head as he turned off the TV and put on his shoes as he grabbed his hat and put Pikachu on his shoulders as he ran out of the room and down the stairs, to outside as he ran down the road that would lead Y/N to the Oak Ranch, that also served as a Pokémon lab. Y/N passed different houses as he made way towards the lab, excited thoughts in his head.

“I wonder what the new Pokémon will be like, don't you Pikachu?” Y/N asked.

“Pikachu,” Pikachu said.

Y/N walked up the stairs towards the laboratory before opening the door and walking inside. Y/N heard voices from the back room and headed towards them as he walked into the lab where all the research was conducted and where all the starter Pokémon were given to new trainers.

Y/N saw an older man with gray hair, wearing a white lab coat. He was talking to another man, who was also wearing a lab coat, but Y/N couldn't see his face, as his back was turned towards him. When Professor Oak took notice of Y/N, he smiled warmly. “Ahh, Y/N, my boy, come in, come in. We were just about to get started.”

“Thank you. My mom said you were examining Pokémon from another region?”

“Yes, that's correct.” Professor Oak turned the man who was standing next to him. “This was the exceptional young man I was telling you about.” Y/N let out a small gasp as the other Professor turned to him. He was tall and really handsome. He had light brown that was faded on both sides of his head. He had brown eyes, and a five o clock shadow. The new Professor wore a strange purple suit underneath his coat that reminded Y/N of a wetsuit.

“Y/N, meet Professor Turo.”

The Professor turned to Y/N and smiled at him, making the Pokémon trainer blush and his heart skip a beat. “Hello, there, Y/N. It's finally nice to meet you.” He held out his hand for Y/N to shake. Y/N gulped and tried to remember how to talk and not drool as he grabbed the Professor’s hand with his own and shook it. “I–It’s nice to meet you too, Professor Turo.”

“Please, call me Turo”, Professor Turo said.

“Professor Turo was just about to show me the starter Pokémon from his region,” Professor Oak said. “Right?”

“Yes, that's correct. Would you like to meet them, Y/N?”

“Yes, I would. Very much,” Y/N smiled.

“Very well, then.” Professor Turo took out three Poké Balls from his coat pocket and enlarged the first one by pressing the center of the ball. It expanded in his hand as Professor Turo tossed it up into the air as it opened up and a bright light came out of and onto the floor as it began to take shape and form a solid Pokémon. Once the light faded, a Pokémon that looked like a green kitten with a pink nose and eyes as it looked around the room, curiously swishing its tail back and forth.

“Sprigatito. Ito?” It asked.

“This is Sprigatito,” Professor Turo introduced. “The Grass Cat Pokémon. Capricious and attention seeking, it may sulk if it sees its Trainer giving attention to a Pokémon other than itself.”

“Wow, it’s so cool,” Y/N commented as the grass feline came up to him and rubbed its body against Y/N’s legs. Y/N could smell something sweet coming from this Pokémon. “What’s that wonderful smell?”

“When Sprigatito kneads and rubs with its forepaws, or body against another, a sweet aroma is released that can mesmerize those around it. This aroma has therapeutic qualities and makes opponents lose their will to battle.”

The Professor took out another ball and enlarged it as well,before opening it up for the next Pokémon. This one was a duck with dark blue eyes and light blue webbed feet and it wore a coif on its head. “Next up, Quaxly. The Duckling Pokémon. It’s a water type,” Professor Turo said. “This serious-mannered Pokémon will follow in its Trainer’s wake. It’s tidy, and it especially dislikes getting its head dirty. It has strong legs and is able to swim without difficulty even in places with strong currents. In battle, it kicks its opponents swiftly and repeatedly.”

Y/N looked at the water Pokémon. “Sounds like a powerful battler if you ask me.

“Qua,” It said.

“And finally the last one.” Professor Turo tossed the last Poké Ball and it opened to form a Pokémon that looked like a red crocodile. It had a yellow square in the center of its tummy and yellow tufts of hair. “This is Fuecoco. The Fire Croc Pokémon. Fuecoco is laid-back and does things at its own pace. It loves to eat, and it will sprint toward any food it finds with a glint in its eye. Flickering atop Fuecoco’s head is fire energy that is leaking out from inside the Pokémon’s body. When Fuecoco gets excited, its head spouts more flames.”

“Sounds like such a relaxed Pokémon. So amazing,” Y/N said, looking at the laid back Pokémon.

“Co,” Fuecoco yawned.

“Yes, and very different from the Kanto starters,” Professor Oak said.

Professor Turo turned to Y/N. “Y/N? Professor Oak says that you're quite the battler. Is that true?”

“Oh, it's very true. Y/N recently beat the champion, Leon, in Galar. Even bested my own grandson.”

“I'm pretty decent when it comes to battles,” Y/N said, as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck at Professor Turo’s stare and Professor Oak’s praise.

Professor Turo smiled. “Well, I’d like to take you on in a battle if I may?”

“What? Really?”

“Of course, you may even use one of the starter Pokémon I brought.”

Y/N looked from the hunky Professor to the three new Pokémon. A really big decision to make. He examined each Pokémon carefully and took into consideration all the information Professor Turo told them. The logical choice would be to choose Quaxly. It was a disciplined Pokémon. And then there was Sprigatito, who was so adorable, but Y/N already knew which Pokémon he wanted.

“I choose, Fuecoco,” Y/N said.

“Excellent choice. Should we head outside for the battle?”

“Sure.” Y/N turned to his first Pokémon. “What do you say, Pikachu? A new friend.”

“Pika–Pikachu.”

“Alright, then. Follow me.” Professor Oak advised as he took them towards the door to the ranch. Just as Y/N was about to follow, Professor Turo stopped him, there was a certain way that he was looking at Y/N that made him blush. “Something wrong, Turo?”

“No, everything is fine, but I was just wondering if you’d like to make this battle more… Interesting.”

“How so?”

“Well, I was thinking whoever wins this battle gets to decide what the loser does for the winner,” Professor Turo smiled.

Y/N blushed hard. Was this insanely attractive man flirting with him? “W–What do you mean by that?” He knew exactly what he meant; he just wanted to hear him say it out loud.

“When I win, I want to take you out on a date and maybe… More.”

“Wait, how do you know that you're going to win?” Y/N frowned.

“Because you think I'm hot and that's going to cloud your judgment.”

“Well, we'll just see about that, Turo,” Y/N said. I'm the one who's going to win.”

request: Can you do headcannons for professor lupin x student reader?

Note: You are of age in this!!

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The two of you met while on the Hogwarts Express, finding no other cart to sit in but his - he was asleep, anyways.

The ride to Hogwarts was quiet, Lupin’s quiet breaths being the only sound within the cart until screams were heard down the hall of the train.

It got very cold all of a sudden and you shivered, wrapping your coat around you tighter as you noticed a raggedy-looking black figure hovering over the door to the compartment.

Gasping, you shuffled closer to the windows of the cart as you realized the figure was coming into the room, hiding your face in your coat.

“Expecto Patronum!” a voice yelled, propelling the figure out of the train entirely

You looked at the once-sleeping man, a smile now on his face “Professor Lupin, at your service. I’m the new DADA Professor.”

You were so lucky that you decided to take DADA that year, blushing at his introduction, then introducing yourself to your new teacher.

The rest of the train ride, the two of you shared pieces of chocolate and he taught you all about what dementors were and how he dispelled them.

If you were shaking after the incident, Remus would sit next to you and hold your hands tight, reminding you that the dementor was no longer there.

Hopping off the train, he’d wink at you and say that he’d see you around - you failed to mention you were taking his class.

First day of classes, he was a bit surprised to see you right in the front, face becoming a bit red but he continued on throughout his lessons.

After the Boggarts lesson, you’d ask Professor Lupin for a bit more practice after class, and you were sirius (lol serious, sirius, get it?)

He’d be all for it, training you in the courtyard after hours and praising you for every little thing you did

Remus would be beaming, so proud of how far along you’ve come in his class; every time you’d look back at him for dispelling your Boggart, he’d always have a smile on his face.

“Look at you, my star student! Did you see that? Merlin, I could not be prouder.” “Really, Professor?” “Really.”

Remus would slowly start off with kisses on the head, nothing too affectionate. When he’d teach you things further advanced than the rest of the class, then he’d give you kisses on both your cheeks, face beaming.

Until you get yourself into trouble with the Golden Trio and he finds you in the Whomping Willow with them.

He scolds you first, even before Harry and the others, which actually surprises himself.

Would drag you back to Hogwarts himself (let’s pretend it wasn’t a full moon and he didn’t transform bc why not) and say how angry he was with you, going overprotective.

Once he closes the door to his classroom, he overlooks you for injuries, just making sure you’re okay until you smack his shoulder, “Remus, I’m fine!” “Just making sure, darling, what you did was pretty stupid.”

He’d look you in the eyes after calling you darling, testing the waters. You’d smile at him, making him chuckle as he’d touch your nose with his, leaning in to give you a kiss.

From then on, you two would be extremely careful about your relationship - for obvious reasons, nobody knows about it. On the outside, it just looks like a great bond between a student and a teacher (and there is nothing wrong with that!!!!)

Remus would be so careful with you, literally and metaphorically. He’d take care of you for every little thing and would brush your hair out of your face, making sure you weren’t hurt or in pain.

He’d also be careful about how much attention he paid you - he could play favorites, but not girlfriend favorites.

If you ever asked a question in class, he’d smile big and give you praise - but it’d mean more. During a test, he’d make sure to lay a hand on your back or shoulder. If you come to his desk, Remus would put a hand on your lower back, making sure no other student could see it.

Would scootch closer to you to smell your perfume or hair, smiling to himself as you’d shiver.

Looked for you during his free period and shockingly, both of your free’s lined up. Usually, you’d be in the Potions classroom with Snape’s permission.

The two of them cared for you as a student - but Remus more than Snape - so Severus wouldn’t be annoyed whenever Remus would help you with Potions or just hanging out with you. The three of you would have lovely conversations, actually; the tension between them was almost nonexistent to you but not for them.

If you were in the library, he’d make it seem like he was helping you with understanding the material. Would definitely hold your thigh under the table, his thumb rubbing smooth circles on your skin.

Remus would be the type of guy, further in the relationship, to tell you to wear your skirt shorter one day just so he could get a good look - without being suspicious or demeaning towards you.

If you played Quidditch, he’d cheer the loudest for you, being a supportive boyfriend. The staff wouldn’t think anything weird of it - just him being proud of one of his best students.

If not, he’d steal glances to you during the game just to see your face light up at a certain play.

Remus would take you on dates in Hogsmeade, but only in secluded parts where other students/teachers wouldn’t be able to find you two. Either it be a picnic or a restaurant, he’d make you laugh the entire time and hold your hand.

Kind of shy about PDA but would give you lots of kisses in private and would brush your hands if you walked past each other in the Hogwarts halls.

Would whisper that he loves you whenever he got the chance.

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