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Hiii idk if you write for mattheo riddle but I was wondering if you could write a mattheo riddle × hufflepuff!reader one with princess treatment and secret dating? Maybe some angst with fluff at the end? If not no problem thank youuuuuu🦧

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Dating a jealous Mattheo Riddle in secret is never a good idea

a.n // swearing, Mattheo is lowkey mean at one point

fluff/angst // m.r x hufflepuff! reader

Mattheo never was a morning person. Becoming one was one of the "good" habits he had developed since becoming your boyfriend. He was also getting less detentions, owing it to you, and your good influence. He would almost always have his homework completed, his grades were improving as he actually attended his lessons, and he no longer joined in with his childish friends as they practically bullied their classmates. He also had you believe he quit smoking. He didn't and would always discard his cigarette whenever you saw him, but how could he tell you the truth when you looked so proudly at him, as though he had the entire world in his hands.

Almost everyone around him had noticed the small changes in his behaviour, but no one needed to know that he had his own guardian angel in human form that made smiling come a lot easier to him than before.

"You're really special to me, y/n." he had whispered that secret meeting at the Black Lake. It had become a routine for the two of you to meet at the lake and spend time just being two teenagers in love without the burden of family and circumstances. After all, he was the Slytherin prince, son of the dark lord, and you were simply a girl in Hufflepuff. Nothing special, though his words would have you believing otherwise.

You were sitting between his legs as he leaned against a tree, back leaning against his chest as his arms wrapped around your waist.

You smiled at his words, how he was able to be so soft, "You're special to me too Mattheo."

He brought up a soft hand to pull your chin to face him, "I mean it, princess, you've changed my life for the better. You're so pure and kind, dont know what you're doing with me."

You looked up at him with wide eyes as you pressed a kiss in his palm.

"Don't look at me like that angel," he groaned, throwing his head back, "You don't know what you do to me."

You giggled at his exaggerated actions, "You're such a drama queen Mattheo."

"It's just what you do to me."

"Mattheo, I haven't done anything to you. You've always been a kind, caring soul, and now everyone else sees what I see."

"Lucky them." he said sarcastically, "Come on then, princess, I've got practice, and you've got a Hogsmeade date with Lavender, we can't keep her waiting." he tapped your side, and you got up, holding a hand out to pull him up. He smiled down at you when you did, always in love with how much taller he was than you. You pulled him into a hug, and he rested his chin on your shoulder.

"Meet me tonight?" he whispered.

You shook your head into his chest, "I can't, I'm studying in the library with Cho and Lavender."

He rolled his eyes, thankful you couldn't see the look of annoyance on his face. He loved you (though he hadn't yet said), but what he didn't love was the secrecy of your relationship that prevented you from doing normal couple things. To be entirely honest, it was his decision to keep the relationship a secret, but it was all for you. Everyone in Hogwarts loved you. You were popular and incredibly liked because of your friendly, positive spirit. The last thing he needed on his conscious was ruining that for you, making you be seen with him.

He leaned down to press a soft kiss on your cheek, "I'll see you later then, yeah?"

You smiled sweetly at him and nodded, "Of course, have a good practice."

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"but y/n are you ok with this arrangement?" asked Lavender, your best friend, at The Three Broomsticks.

"Arrangement? God Lavender you make it sound like a business deal."

Lavender was the only person who knew about you and Mattheo, as the two of you couldn't help but gossip about everything, including your own lives.

"It sounds that way to me. I mean, he won't even talk to you in public."

"He talks to me." you muttered.

"A subtle nod of encouragement doesn't count."

You rolled your eyes at your best friend, but deep down, you knew she was telling the truth.

At the beginning of the relationship, you didn't mind that he didn't want to tell anyone, but it had been four months, and he was still treating you as this big secret. You were able to deal with it as he was a good boyfriend. You may have been dating in secret, but he always made his presence known and treated you like a princess, even if it was from a distance.

"I don't know anymore Lavender how am I even supposed to bring it up in conversation. Maybe he's ashamed of me or something."

"I really hope he isn't because then I'd have to kill him. Just ask him."

"I can't just ask him."

"Why not, I thought you weren't scared of him."

You sighed out in exasperation, "I'm not. But, I just don't want to ruin things."

Lavender stared empathetically at you, taking your hand into hers, "y/n, he's your boyfriend, acknowledging you in public is the literal bare minimum."

"I know, I'll talk to him."

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"Oi big game tomorrow Smith." heckled Malfoy in Potions the next day. You rolled your eyes from beside Zacharias Smith, the chaser for Hufflepuff.

"As far as I can remember, Hufflepuff beat Slytherin last Malfoy." you said to the cocky blonde boy, "let's hope you don't get injured this time." you smiled sweetly at him. Mattheo sniggered from beside Malfoy, earning a nudge from his friend and quidditch teammate.

"What, she's not wrong." he shrugged to a scowling Malfoy, a grin evident on his usual miserable face.

"Shut it, Riddle. And you too l/n, you might want to pay more attention to Snape, last I checked you failed this class."

You rolled your eyes at the petty boy. Of all Mattheo's friends you liked Malfoy the least, he was arrogant and immature. You took your attention off of him and continued with the potion before you.

"You might want to stop paying attention to Snape, Malfoy. You act like his little pet." muttered Zacharias Smith to Malfoy. Tensions always rose near quidditch games, and Smith could have been just as petty as anyone else. His remark made you laugh out loud, especially after seeing the look of annoyance on Malfoys face.

"Is something funny Miss l/n?" Came Snape's monotonous voice.

"No sir."

Snape took one look at you and Smith down his nose and turned back to his lesson, "The two of you can join me for detention tonight and exchange as many jokes as you want then."

You rolled your eyes behind Snape's back, knowing best not to challenge his words.

"Bet you're happy to be in detention with your little girlfriend and Snape." laughed Malfoy.

"Shut it, teachers' pet." argued Smith.

"Leave it Zacharias, there's no point."

"Yeah, listen to your girlfriend Smith."

You shook your head at Malfoy's childish behaviour and raised your eyebrows at your boyfriend who stood beside him. Half expecting Mattheo to say something in your defence, but you knew he wouldn't. He wore a scowl like no other and aggressively worked on his potion, occasionally huffing in anger. Though you had no idea as to what he was angry about, if anything, you should be the angry one as he allowed his best friend to talk down to his girlfriend.

The lesson seemed to draw out, and you were glad you were paired up with Zacharias, whose jokes took your attention off of your sulking boyfriend. From the corner of your eye, you could see Mattheo burning holes into you with his intense gaze. He didn't engage once in Blaise and Draco's conversation. Instead, with his jaw clenched, he sulked over his potion.

"I'm sorry about Snape giving us detention, but I also half expected it the second Malfoy spoke." Smith said in the corridor when the class had finally finished.

"It's fine, I did aswell, we all know Malfoy has Snape in his pocket. Thanks for defending me though."

"Of course, anytime y/n, I just can't stand him, I really hope we win tomorrow, wipe the smile off his face."

"Me too, I will be cheering so much for you guys."

Zacharias smiled at you, "Then I'm sure we'll win. I'll see you at detention. I'm gonna go meet my mates, bye y/n."

"Bye Zacharias," you waved him goodbye and made your way to your dorm room.

Detention with Snape came quick and ended just the same. You and Zacharias met outside his classroom, and Snape simply had you organise some of his ingredients for class the next coming lesson.

"Bye y/n, I've got practice now but I'll see you tomorrow hopefully."

"Bye Zacharias, of course you'll see me," you smiled as you waved him goodbye. You had known Zacharias a long time, practically growing up with each other due to living in the same neighbourhood.

"Enjoy detention, did you?" came a familiar voice in the otherwise empty corridor.

"Don't think anyone enjoys detention, Mattheo." You replied as your boyfriend emerged from a dark corner.

"I waited for you," he began, stopping to inhale from his cigarette, "Seems you had good company though."

You stared at him as he fiddled with his cigarette, "I thought you quit."

"Only do it when I'm stressed." he shrugged. A clear lie. His demeaner entirely different to how he was the other day at the Black Lake.

"What's there to be stressed about? You seemed just fine sulking in potions." You said crossed your arms.

"I weren't fucking sulking, forgive me for not being all chipper when my girlfriends practically throwing herself at my rival." he spat out.

"Throwing herself?! Excuse me, Mattheo, I was simply speaking to my lifelong friend. What, you wanted me to speak to you as you practically let Malfoy be rude to me, your girlfriend might I add." You pointed an accusing finger into his chest.

"That's different, not like I was flirting with someone else in front of you."

"I was not flirting. And don't act all high and mighty when you won't even defend me. You'd rather keep me a secret so you don't have to speak up to your friends."

"I'm not scared to speak up against Malfoy," he sneered as he let out a bitter laugh, "Whatever love, I've got a game to focus on. I can't be doing with your crying because I won't hold your hand in public."

"Mattheo, that's mean." you sighed, voice threatening to break, incredibly taken aback by his harsh tones. All this because you were nice to a boy you had known forever. You should have known. Everything with Mattheo was perfect, almost too perfect it made you forget how mean he could be. He was simply no different to Malfoy, and you stupidly thought he would be.

He merely shrugged at your words and turned on his heels, marching down the corridor down to the dungeons. He left you there with tears threatening to fall.

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You woke up the next day in low spirits later than usual. You managed to pull yourself out of bed and make it to breakfast just before it ended. Your eyes were puffy from crying and your face red. You managed to catch a glimpse of Mattheo sitting at the Slytherin table. He didn't look as he usually did before a quidditch match. His eyes were on you instead of on his captain, and a faint air of guilt lingered around him.

"Hey you ok y/n?" asked Cadwallader from across the table. Another one of Hufflepuff's chasers.

"Just tired. Good luck today though, all of you."

"Thanks y/n, I think we've got this win, though." winked Zacharias.

You sat with Lavender in the stands and watched absentmindedly as the two teams came onto the pitch. The Hufflepuff players wore smiles and carried a sense of certainty about them, contrasting to the scowls plastered on the Slytherin players. Draco Malfoy, captain of them all, aggressively shook the hand of the Hufflepuff captain, Cadwallader, and took his place in the sky with his other chasers, Theodore Nott and Mattheo Riddle.

Mattheo stared daggers into the Hufflepuff team, occasionally taking his eyes off of them to look down at you. The game began and seemed to be like any other. Slytherin scored first, followed by Hufflepuff, then Hufflepuff again, and Hufflepuff again. Seeing your house team win put you in higher spirits, and you laughed with your best friend, as you cheered.

You smiled up at the players, even smiling at your boyfriend though quickly regretting so as you were met with a look of anger.

"And it's Zacharias Smith again for Hufflepuff, he's on a roll," yelled Lee Evans who was quick to support anyone who wasnt Slytherin, "And the Hufflepuff seeker has found the golden snitch and Hufflepuff win!! Wait, seems as though Riddle isn't too happy with that one."

The smile on your face was quickly wiped away, as were the feelings of joy to see your house win. You were now staring down at the pitch with wide eyes as Mattheo Riddle was single handedly throwing punches and spitting harsh words at both Smith and Cadwallader. You quickly brought your hands to your mouth, gasping in shock at the actions of your boyfriend. You had seen Mattheo in plenty of fights during your time at Hogwarts, but it was harder to watch now that you were in fact his girlfriend.

"Haha go on Cadwallader, tiny lad but he's finally landed a punch, and Smith lanky git," chuckled Evans as he commented on the spectacle that had everyone's attention, "Riddle is now joined by Malfoy and Nott who are not coming to fight but to pull him away. Awh, shame, I wanted to see a proper fight. Sorry, professor, definitely not supporting aggression in Quidditch. Ooh, Smith and Cadwallader look nasty, but they've finally taken Riddle off. Well, dragged him off. No one likes a sore loser, Mattheo mate."

You wanted to follow Mattheo into the dressing room and ask him a million question, well shout them at him, but you knew he'd only lash out at you. Mattheo had actually never spoken to you in any way other than calmly. Even back to before you had begun dating Mattheo was almost nice to you, but in his current state you knew best than to approach him.

After some time, you hesitated around the locker rooms if you should enter. Even if you had fought yesterday, you were his girlfriend and maybe he needed you. It seemed that the other players had all gone, and only Theodore and Mattheo were left. Just then, Theodore left the changing room.

"Oh hi y/n, you should definitely go see him." he nodded nonchalantly.

"Theodore, you know?" you managed to get out, though incredibly taken aback at his nod of acknowledgement.

"Oh, I always knew. Riddle told me way back when he had used to fancy you," he shrugged, "you should know what he did last night was shitty but he did have a go at everyone if that balances it out."

"He what?"

"Yeah, after he came back from your detention, he had a go at Malfoy. Said if he ever spoke about his girl again, he'd break his face." Theodore laughed, "He really likes you y/n, he's just a bit awkward with his feelings and words, not to mention incredibly insecure. Don't tell him I said that though."

"Thanks Theodore I won't, I'll go talk to him."

You walked into the Slytherin locker room cautiously. It was seemingly empty, but there in the corner was your boyfriend. Mattheo. He was sat shirtless hunched over the bench, his head in his hands. You walked closer to him to see his bare back covered in old bruises and scars. It hurt your heart to be reminded of the painful past he had to endure. Upon hearing your footsteps, he lifted his head, turning to face you.

"Hi." He whispered.

His face was covered in dried blood. His lip was cut, as well as his eyebrow, and you were sure he had had a nose bleed aswell.

"Oh, Mattheo." you whispered upon seeing him, wanting nothing more than to hold him and clean him up, "What happened?"

"It doesn't matter," he shrugged, "Are you here to break up with me?"

"Break up with you? Why would I do that?"

"Because look at me," he laughed, "I picked a fight with your friends."

You shook your head and made your way towards him, sitting down between his legs and holding his hands in yours.

"I don't care about them Mattheo I care about you. But I can't do anything about it if you push me away which is what it feels like."

"I know," he nodded, looking anywhere but at you. He seemed frustrated, "It's just stupid, I don't know how to say it."

"Just say words I'll put them together."

"You're too kind, princess," he shook his head, "I just got jealous when I saw you with your Hufflepuff friends. It's stupid. Reminds me of why I wanted to keep you, us a secret in the first place. And then I saw them today, and that tiny arse wanted to ask you out, and we were losing, and I lost it."

You brushed your fingertips over the bruises on his knuckles, again a million questions on your mind. You never knew why Mattheo wanted to keep the two of you a secret.

"You wanted to keep us a secret because you were ashamed of me because I'm in Hufflepuff?"

"What?" he said, clearly taken aback and confused by your words. His eyes finally met yours, "I wanted to keep us a secret because I'm ashamed of myself. Because how could I openly date you when you're so kind and pure and I'm me. Look at me. I got into a fight with two people just because they're your friends. I'm not right for you, y/n. I'm not what you deserve, I'm violent and aggressive."

"Mattheo? Stop it. Don't talk about yourself like that, please. I'm with you because I like you for you and I want to be with you. I don't see you the way you see yourself. This whole time, I thought you wanted us to be a secret because you were embarrassed to be dating me and didn't want your friends to see."

"Fuck my friends."

You laughed softly at him, "I wish you had just said this to me, everything could have been avoided."

"I know," he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, "I'm not good with words."

"Theodore said."

"You spoke to Nott?"

"He told me you told Malfoy you'd break his face if he spoke to me again."

"I will. I'm so sorry angel for not defending you, I should have punched Malfoy right then and there."

"Maybe not so much physical violence."

"I'll work on it. But I messed up so much y/n, I don't know how to make this up to you. I shouldn't have let you think for one minute that I was ashamed of you. How could I be. You're beautiful inside and out, like an angel. You're too pure for this world, for me."

You smiled away at his words and his actions as he brought up a bruised hand to tuck your hair behind your ear. Leaning into press a kiss on your forehead.

"I'm perfect for you as you are for me. You can make it up to me by apologising to Smith and Cadwallader and then finally taking me on a proper date."

"Fine, I'll apologise to Smith, I know he's your friend, but absolutely not to Cadwallader, he wanted to ask my girlfriend out."

"He didn't know I was your girlfriend." you pointed out.

"Don't give a fuck, I'll make everyone aware now. But yes, I will take you on a date. I've never been on a date before, but I'll do some research."

You giggled at his words, leaning into press a kiss onto his lips. You wrapped your hands around his neck, going into deepen the kiss but his groans from beneath stopped you.

"Sorry did I hurt you."

"No, no," he shook his head, but the look of pain on his face said otherwise. You got up from the floor, holding a hand out for him to take.

He took it and again leaned into press a kiss onto your forehead when he stood up to tower of you.

You looked up at him with wide eyes as he brought up a calloused hand to caress your cheek. "You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen."

You smiled sweetly at him as you rubbed the blood of his lips, "You can stare at my beautiful eyes as much as you want after we visit Madam Pomfrey."

"Can't wait my love."

"My love? That's a new one, I like it."

He shrugged nonchalantly, "It's the truth. You are my love. I love you."

And just then, you wanted to melt into his chest. You leaned up to press a soft peck, before replying, "I love you too."

"Don't think anyone has ever loved me before."

"They're missing out on so much, but at least this way I have you all to myself. Loving you is so easy when you're not being a jealous ass."

"Hah, I deserved that. Of course, princess, I'm all yours. Come with me to the hospital wing."

Hand in hand, you both left the locker room, making your way through the castle to the hospital wing. You received a few shocked looks from classmates, but one look from Mattheo, and they instantly turned away. You laughed at this, happy to see the effect of your scary boyfriend.

Both Smith and Cadwallader were in the hospital wing, getting treated for their various cuts and bruises. You couldn't see from afar before, but Riddle really laid into them.

You turned to Mattheo, nodding in their direction. He rolled his eyes but eventually made his way over to them.

"I really don't want to y/n, I've never apologised for a fight." he said on the way over.

"You can start now."

Upon seeing Riddle, both Hufflepuff players instantly sat up, though both looked incredibly surprised to see your hand locked with the Slytherin boys.

"Hi. So I'm sorry, Smith, for picking a fight with you. My girlfriend likes you, so I guess you're alright. I'm not sorry to you though Cadwallader, you wanted to ask my girlfriend out."

Neither one of the boys replied, only stared with their mouths agape.

"Well?" Riddle asked almost threateningly.

"Babe that's not really an apology."

"It's the best they're getting from me." he shrugged before going to sit on a spare bed waiting patiently for Madame Pomfrey.

"Sorry about him." you smiled.

"Its ok y/n, just a bit shocked you're dating."

You nodded and explained how the relationship began.

"I'm happy for you y/n, you deserve a boy who'd kill for you. Preferably not us but oh well." Zacharias eventually said.

"Yeah, y/n, please tell him I'm really sorry for saying I'd ask you out, jheez I had no idea."

"No, it's fine really, how could you have known."

You said your byes and made your way back to Mattheo, who was getting treated by Madam Pomfrey. Upon seeing you, he smiled and opened up the duvet, making way for you.

"You can stay till visiting hours are over." warned Madam Pomfrey.

"I'm sorry again y/n." he whispered once she left.

"Don't be," you said as you turned to rest your head on his chest, "I just wish you would have told me."

He brought up a hand to play with your hair.

"I know, princess, you're mine, dont know why I'd wanna keep that a secret."

"At least Snape will go easier on me now if he knows I'm dating a slytherin."

Mattheo laughed, "You're using me now for connections. Don't worry, my love, everyone will know we're dating, I'll scream it in the courtyard if you want me to."

"That'd be nice."

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[rosexxi]

Hi! I love your FANFICTION so much you’re my favorite writer! I was wondering if you could do Mattheo or Theodore x fem! Reader based on the song exile and she has a crush on him but refuses to believe he likes her (he’s so in love with her guys-) but she just feels so alone even though she has friends. Don’t feel pressured at all to write this!

Stargazing 💫🌃

Mattheo knows just what to say and what to do to cheer you up

a.n // tysm for the kind words angel!! it means so much 🫶 I haven't written in a while, so sorry if this is sucky :/

fluff // m.r x slytherin! reader

"y/n? y/n?"

Pansy's harsh tones cut through the silence that had previously filled your mind, bringing you back to the conversation that was happening around you. You were sat at your usual table, a snug booth, in the corner of an otherwise very crowded Three Broomsticks, with your best friends Pansy and Daphne. It was a cold night, a chill that nipped at your red nose, indicated that the colder seasons were growing. The autumn chill that crept through the cracks of the closed door, made you shudder, wrapping warm in your thin sweater and wool gloves, tightening your grip on your mug of hot chocolate. You had clocked out of the conversation some time ago, too preoccupied with the clock on the wall to care about your friends' boy troubles. Whatever argument it was that Pansy and Blaise had had again.

"Sorry what were you saying Pansy?" you mumbled.

She squinted her eyes at you, as though studying your face, "That doesn't matter. Are you ok? You're incredibly quiet." she stated as she took a sip of her butterbeer.

You shrugged. To be honest you weren't ok. You felt awful like there was this terrible weight on your shoulders, like you were trapped behind some invisible door. You didn't know if it was due to the weather, or simply because of yourself, but no, you weren't ok.

"I'm fine," you eventually sighed out, "just tired. I think I'm going to head back to my dorm." you weren't lying. You were tired. Tired of the school year, tired of seeing your friends busy in relationships whilst you fell behind. Just tired. So you collected your things and made your way back to the Slytherin dorms, flashing a smile as you did to ensure your friends wouldn't worry.

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"Hey y/n, is everything alright?" came a familiar voice. You looked up from your feet to see Mattheo Riddle leaning against the stone wall leading up to Hogwarts, a lit cigarette in his hand.

You looked up at him confused until he pointed to the tear that had fallen from your eye.

"Oh." you simply stated as you wiped it away, "I didn't even realise."

"What that you were crying? Must be having a shit day." he stated.

You bit your lip. You hadn't realised how bad you were feeling until Mattheo had said it, and now it was taking everything in you to not cry in front of the schools bad boy. Well, you say bad boy but you always liked Mattheo, he was always nice to you and seemed to notice things a lot more than others did, so it was no surprise he caught you having a bad day. Others may have viewed him as aggressive and brash, but you always seemed to get the side of him that was much softer and gentle. It led to you quickly developing a little fancy to the boy. A harmless crush you had explained to Daphne and Pansy, when they had caught you flirting with him in Charms. Harmless in the sense he spoke that way to any girl and would never actually develop anything more with you.

"Heyy, don't start crying on me pretty girl, what's the matter?"

Pretty girl

it took everything in you not to melt into his arms, instead everything seemed to pour out, the awful feelings of tiredness and sadness that loomed over you, the irritancy you felt towards your friends that just groaned about their boyfriends, the irritancy you felt towards school. He just listened, occasionally taking a smoke of his cigarette, but maintaining eye contact throughout.

"I get it," he simply stated when you had finally finished, "It's hard when complex humans experience complex emotions. I hear you love, that feeling of loneliness when you're not actually alone. That feeling of emptiness whilst you're surrounded by your exhausting friends. I have it too, probably worse, Draco never does stop complaining. It's probably because you're overwhelmed, take a breather, you deserve it. But you don't have to keep it in."

"I don't?" you sniffled.

He shook his head, "I'll listen. Look I have detention now, but I'll find you later yeah?" he said, tilting his head to look you up and down, "You're freezing y/n."

He took off his hoodie and helped you put it on, "Let me see a smile."

You smiled up at him as best as you could, "beautiful" he muttered before he walked into the castle, making sure to smile back at you as he did. If only you knew he continued his smile well into his detention with McGonagall.

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The Slytherin dorm was barren and quiet, for most students were still in Hogsmeade. Deciding to take advantage of the empty common room, you sat down in front of the fireplace, allowing the heat to warm you up.

Mattheo's hoodie was warm and smelt like him, and you couldn't help but smile as you cuddled into it. It was interactions like these that had you thinking your feelings for Mattheo were mutual. It would never last long, you always knew the truth. Mattheo simply didn't like you back and you were fine with that. Why would he when he could have any girl he wanted, one who preferably didn't cry to him when he simply asked if they were ok. But despite that, your talk with the boy, lead you to feeling in better spirits than before.

It wasn't long before Draco, Mattheo and Theodore came back from detention.

"McGonagall definitely has something against me, detention for the fourth Saturday in a row?" exclaimed Mattheo aggressively, as he threw his tie on the sofa. You turned to see the angered boy pull out a cigarette as he leaned against the fireplace. Upon seeing you, his gaze seemed to soften, as he gently exhaled smoke.

"You shouldn't scrunch your face up in anger so much Mattheo, you'll lose your charming good lucks." smirked Draco from the sofa.

"It's his good lucks that get him in trouble. If he had stopped flirting with Lavender maybe he wouldn't've gotten detention again." Theodore chimed in.

Your heart sank. Of course he was flirting with Lavender, the boy would flirt with anything that had legs, everyone knew this, especially you.

"Shut up I wasn't flirting," he said as he flicked something at the two teasing boys, "Besides Lavender's not my type." he shrugged as he sank to seat himself facing you. He smiled at you before turning his attention back to his two teasing friends.

"Yeah don't worry we know who your type is." they sniggered.

You rolled your eyes. You knew Mattheo would never like you. You knew of his multiple girlfriends and "situationships" that he flaunted around the castle. But still, you had hoped that when he said he would come to find you later, he didn't mean he'd come with his boyish friends to brag about his girl of the day. You got up and made your way to your room.

"You two just can't keep your mouths shut can you?" Mattheo questioned the two boys.

"Hey don't blame us, if you're so in love with her than just man up and say it," complained Draco, "Instead you do our heads in."

"I'm trying ok." Mattheo grunted.

"Try harder, it's been six years already and she still doesn't know."

"She must know a bit. I try to make it obvious, I'm nice to her." he simply stated.

Draco let out an obnoxious laugh, "You're so dense, Mattheo. That's not enough. You think being nice is enough, you can't flirt with loads of girls and expect y/n to think you fancy her."

"I know, I know," he grumbled as he got up, painfully aware of his behaviour the past few years, "I'll take to her see soon."

Mattheo left the common room, deciding a walk around the castle was good for his thoughts. He knew he probably flirted too much with other girls even though it meant nothing, but that was simply because it was all he knew. See, Mattheo knew his reputation was right. He was brash and awkward with his emotions, so feeling love towards you was an obstacle he didn't know how to overcome.

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You hadn't spoken to Mattheo much over the rest of the weekend, and decidedly so, for you knew that seeing him would probably put you in a worse mood. But come Monday you started feeling in higher spirits, even engaging in boy talk with your best friends.

"But Mattheo likes you y/n, he called you pretty girl and love." Daphne had said when you told her of your interaction on the way to Transfiguration. You shook your head, "He says that to everyone Daph. He doesn't like me, why would he. He probably felt bad that I was moping around Hogsmeade, it was undeniably out of pity."

She shook her head and tried to come up with a million reasons as to why Mattheo must be in love with you. Even evidencing small interactions and late night conversations that had occurred over the years at Hogwarts.

"Look Daph, I like Mattheo and I am ok with liking him from a distance, he doesn't like me back, he can't, and that's fine." you finally said as you reached the classroom.

The lesson began, and at around 15 minutes, Mattheo strolled in. You rolled your eyes at his lack of respect and watched as he took a seat next to you.

"You look like you're feeling better." he whispered.

"I am better than before." You simply replied, turning to smile at him. He returned the smile and shifted his attention to the lesson.

Half away into the lesson, Lavender slipped Mattheo a note. You rolled your eyes at the boy again. Were them two a thing now. You liked Lavender. You didn't, however, like her that much for Mattheo.

"Are you two together now?" you voiced your thoughts.

"What? Who? Me and Lavender?" Mattheo whisper shouted, clearly taken aback, "No," he simply stated, "couldn't be further from the truth."

The lesson seemed to last longer as you stared at the clock. Eventually five minutes remained and as you packed away, Mattheo slid you a note.

'Astronomy tower at 9'

Before you could question him, he had left the classroom, leaving you highly confused.

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"You came." Mattheo said softly, when you eventually arrived at the astronomy tower slightly after 9. You contemplated if you should come, but after encouragement from Daphne, who seemed more excited about the invitation than you, how could you not show up.

"You asked me to."

He was sat on the balcony, and as you neared towards him, you saw that he was sat on top of a plaid blanket, amongst pillows and a few lit candles.

"What's this for?" you asked, barely above a whisper. He didn't reply, instead he simply patted at the space beside him. You did. You both sat in silence for some time until he finally spoke.

"You're wearing my hoodie."

You nodded, "It's cold."

"It is," he agreed. The silence fell again and you saw Mattheo akwardly rub at the back of his neck, "When I was younger, I had insomnia, and whenever I was awake, I'd always go our tower, you could always see all the stars." he paused to take a hit of his cigarette, exhaling slowly as he gathered his thoughts, "You were sad. I thought if the stars brought me peace they'd do the same for you."

You admired the boy in the moonlight. The boy who everyone described as brash and reckless, seemed vulnerable and innocent as you stared at him, admiring how the moons reflection traced his features, making them appear softer. His brown, heavy eyes were fixated on his fingers as he fiddled with them, and above his eyebrow was a cut, no doubtly from a fight.

"You did all this? It's beautiful, the sky, the stars." you replied. You didn't know how to reply, to be entirely honest, you had never seen Mattheo this way.

He nodded, "It is beautiful." he agreed as he finally turned to meet his brown eyes to yours. Though you would describe his eyes as dead and tired, they looked full of life as he looked at you.

You couldn't help but let out a soft laugh at his intense gaze, "What is the sky or me?"

"You of course." he smiled.

You raised your eyebrows at him, "yeah? bet you say that to all your girls. You bring them here too?"

He shook his head aggressively, "never brought any girl here other than you and I'd like to keep it that way."

You nodded your head at him, though part of you still didn't believe him. He seemed to notice this as he continued speaking,

"And, I don't have multiple girls despite what the other boys say."

"You were literally just flirting with Lavender, and I've seen you with other girls."

"Lavender was helping me with this. She comes up with her boyfriend, and was telling me when was the best time."

"Oh." was all you could say.

"Yeah oh. And I might flirt with other girls but it means nothing, it's never meant anything." he took his gaze off of you and back to the sky.

"Why not?"

"Because," another exhale of smoke, "They're not you." he simply stated. As though it was something so incredibly obvious.

"Me? What do you mean?"

"God y/n, you're not always the brightest. You couldn't tell I like you, a lot."

You raised your eyebrows in shock. Was Mattheo Riddle confessing to you. Under the stars aswell you might add, how romantic.

"Me? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I tried," he shrugged "I was nicer to you, tried to pay more attention to you, but when you didn't say anything I just figured you didn't like me back."

"Mattheo. How was I supposed to know? You act like that with most girls."

He shifted in his seat to properly face you, discarding of his cigarette as he did.

"Now you know," he whispered as he leaned in to kiss you. But you stopped him, holding your hands up to prevent him.

"And you're being serious, Mattheo? Because if I'm just another girl to you, then I don't want it."

"You're not y/n, god how could you be, you're perfect. I've been wanting you since I first laid eyes on you in first year. You're everything I need and everything I want. I love you y/n, I genuinely thought I couldn't have made it more obvious. And when you didn't say anything, i got embarrassed like a stupid boy and turned to other girls but they mean nothing, now please can I kiss you."

But you didn't let him. Instead, you threw yourself at him, pressing your soft lips to his, taking his hair into your hands, doing what you've always wanted to.

You could feel him smile into the kiss, deepening it, and bringing up his hands to rub circles into your waist.

When the two of you finally pulled apart, he pulled you into his lap and turned his attention back to the sky.

"The sky really is beautiful. Thank you for bringing me." you whispered as you played with his hands.

"It is, and you're welcome. Wanted to bring you for a while, when I saw you the other day looking all down knew I had to finally do it. Can't have my pretty girl feeling down."

There it was again, pretty girl. You had to stop yourself from melting into him again.

"I like it when you call me pretty girl," you smiled, "Do you still suffer from insomnia?"

He nodded nonchalantly, facing you as he flashed an out of character toothy grin, "Kind of. I think I'll sleep just fine tonight, though."

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Hi! I was wondering if you could write sick Theodore nott x hufflepuff reader and the reader has to take care of him if not that’s fine just wondering. Have a great day/night 💓

Stubborn boy 💛💤

Theodore's not used to someone caring for him

fluff // t.n x hufflepuff! reader

"He's so stubborn" Draco complained to you.

You were currently sat in your Charms lesson, but the sight of Theodore sat in the corner of the room made it hard to concentrate. He was clearly ill. His under eyes dark, his nose red, and his usually tidy hair, messy and unkempt. Though he would never admit it, Theodore Nott was suffering from a cold. As Draco had said, he was incredibly stubborn.

"Well has he not gone to Madame Pomfrey?" you questioned. It was still early days in your relationship with Theodore, and there was still yet much to know about him, one of which being his stubbornness.

"Have you met Nott? He doesn't believe in the hospital wing, we had to drag him there when he broke his arm in quidditch practise. Just help him." Draco's tone was one that was quite demanding, but Draco's tone was the last thing on your mind. Theodore was clearly ill and you desperately wanted him to feel better.

So when lunch came, you turned to Neville, "I think he has a cold but I'm not entirely sure, I haven't properly seen him since two days ago and looking back I'm sure he had a headache then as well."

"Hmm," Neville thank aloud, "I can give you a few herbs that'll make him feel better, but I'm sure rest will be enough as well."

You thanked Neville, taking the herbs from him and went to your next lesson, but when you didn't see Theo outside early as usual, you took off for his dorm room.

"I'm coming I'm coming." Theodore sounded irritated as you knocked on his door, but his expression softened when he saw you stood outside. He looked worse than before, dressed in a large t shirt and pyjama pants.

"Oh." he simply stated, "What are you doing here?" he asked, making way for you to enter the room.

"I'm here to look after you Theo, you're clearly not feeling well," you declared as you placed the bags of herbs on his desk and adjusted his pillows. You turned to face him, pointing at the bed as though expecting him to get in. But he just stared blankly at you.

"I'm fine, you didn't need to come here, you should be in class." he plainly said, crossing his arms and looking off into the corner of the room. He looked grumpy, and if you weren't currently concerned for his wellbeing, you would laugh at how cute he was.

You approached him, "Theo, don't be stubborn and let me help you," you said softly, placing a hand on his forehead before uncrossing his arms to hold his hands. He still refused to look at you, still sniffling despite his claims he was 'fine'.

"I'm fine. I was just gonna get some sleep, I don't need you to baby me."

"Ok I won't, just come get in bed for me please."

He rolled his eyes, muttering something about how pointless this was, but when his eyes met yours and he saw your sweet smile, he gave in.

"Fine," he huffed, "But I'm not taking any shit you give me."

He got into bed, raising an eyebrow at you when you didn't follow him, but instead disappeared into the bathroom. You came back out, with a cold towel. He immediately shook his head, "Absolutely not y/n."

"Come on Theo, you're clearly not feeling well, let me take care of you, it'll make me feel better," you tried to reason with him, but Draco was right, he was being incredibly stubborn. He sat up in his bed, rubbing his temple with his hand, "No, I am perfectly ok, I don't need you to come and baby me and make a big deal out of nothing." His voice raised slightly.

He immediately regretted his words after seeing your defeated state. Apologising profusely as you turned to leave, "No baby, don't go I'm sorry, I'm just not used to people taking care of me. Please don't go."

You turned back to face him, "Ok I forgive you, but please be quiet and let me treat you."

"Yes nurse", he smiled, bringing his hands to hold and caress your waist. He willingly took the herbs and drank the tea you had prepared for him, though he did pull a few distasteful faces.

"I'm not pitying you, Theo. I just don't want you to be in pain." you said barely above a whisper as he drank his tea.

"It's not you y/n, I appreciate everything you do for me, baby. I'm just not used to people looking after me like you do. You're too nice to me" He sent you a reassuring smile.

He lied down when he had finished as you instructed, holding one of your hands as you placed the cold towel onto his forehead and a kiss on his cheek.

"Better?" you asked quietly.

"So much", he admitted as he closed his eyes and placed a kiss on your hand, taking in the cold temperature on his forehead.

"See I told you, don't be so stubborn and trust me."

"I'm sorry princess, been so good to me," he muttered, "you gonna get in bed with me now?"

You smiled to yourself, getting in bed next to him to hold him.

He turned to quickly peck your lips, and before you knew it, his breathing became heavier, indicating he was asleep.

"You're looking much better Nott." Professor Flitwick had said in Charms the next day.

"Thank you sir, had a good nurse." he replied, turning back in his chair to smile at you

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Can you write a fluffy harry potter x Slytherin!reader after he gets back from quidditch practice? 🙏 I love your writing! Tysm

Rainy days 🩶🌧

Harry only wants you after rainy quidditch practises

a.n // tysm for the request and the kind words my love!!

fluff // h.p x slytherin! reader

The harsh sounds of thunder ran through the cold Slytherin common room. It was occupied with a few quiet students, lit up only with their respective candles, but other than that it was cold and dark. You enjoyed times like this, as you sat at the window, staring off into the dark sky. The clouds crashed, and the rain grew stronger as the night had arrived.

You weren't the biggest fan of weather such as, but the knowledge that your boyfriend was out in such cold climates, prevented you from retiring to bed and getting some much needed sleep. Harry was great at quidditch. It was one of the many things you loved watching him do. You loved watching him do anything to be frank, but nothing compared to the look of pure excitement and thrill that he carried as he flew in the air.

It was hard, maintaining an education and a secret relationship with the most followed around boy at Hogwarts, not to mention the clear fact that you were in opposing houses. He didn't care much though. Of course you might of worn a Slytherin scarf or sweater at Quidditch games, but he would always have a smug smile knowing that you were secretly wearing his shirt underneath, or his clothes in private. The thought of when you would next see your loved one brought a small smile to your otherwise tired face.

"Y/N are you not coming to bed?" asked Pansy from beside you, taking you away from your thoughts. You looked longingly outdoors, before nodding.

"Yeah, I'll be up in a minute," you muttered. She nodded before disappearing up the stairs. You continued to sit for a while, waiting until the clock had turned 11:30, and you knew Harry was likely in the comfort of his bed, to follow Pansy to bed. Just as you had turned to blow out the candle, you noticed the loud sound of something knocking on the window. Someone. It was Hedwig. Of course it was, you smiled, as you quickly opened the door to take the note that was messily tied to her.

'Meet me at our spot'

was messily scribbled in his handwriting. You rolled your eyes to yourself but smiled at his desire to see you even after what must have been a tiring quidditch practise. You let Hedwig fly off and looked around the empty common room before sneaking out of the common room.

"There she is". Harry said with a large grin when he saw you approach.

'Our spot'. It was nothing entirely romantic to onlookers, but represented the cherished memory of your first kiss with the chosen one. A small crook behind a statue that wasn't visible to passer-by's.

He was out of his quidditch uniform but still wet and smelled like the outdoors. Adorned in an oversized sweater and chequered pyjama pants. His long, unkempt brown hair was dripping with rain and hung messily over his glasses that hid his pretty eyes. Despite his cold appearance, he felt warm.

"Harry no, you're all wet", you laughed and shook your head as he took you into his embrace, almost smothering you with his wet hair and damp clothes.

"Hi baby." you finally smiled as you melted and relaxed into his arms, he tucked his head into the corner of your neck to press butterfly kisses. "Missed you princess", he muttered.

"I missed you too, how was practise? I saw the weather it must have been awful." you pulled away to sit in front of him, inspecting his state to ensure he wasn't showing signs of a cold.

"I'm fine" he smiled at your concern for him, a sense of calm rushing over him that always came when he was in your presence, a calm that allowed him to forget about everything and just focus on you, "Practise was good, just a bit wet is all. Trying to get Ron's head on straight for the game against youse."

You giggle at his words, running a hand through his hair, "Well I hope Ron's heads on straight so you can all enjoy your loss properly."

One of the things you liked most about your relationship, was your ability to tease one another about such things.

He raised an eyebrow, flicking your head jokingly as he shook his head, "Gryffindor will win darling. Look your even wearing the sweater of the winning teams captain."

You looked down, noticing Harry's knit sweater, "No I'm wearing my boyfriends sweater because I missed him, the winning teams captain is probably comfortably in bed."

Harry laughed at you, and you laughed with him, before a comfortable silence came over you.

"I'm sorry to drag you away from bed so late, I just wanted to see you", he finally whispered, bringing a hand to softly rub your cheek.

You shook your head, smiling sweetly at him as you turned to place a kiss on his palm, "Don't apologise Harry, I always want to see you, was thinking of you all this time."

His eyes widened, "Really?"

"Yes, really, Harry," you giggled at his constant ability to doubt your love for him, "You know I always worry about you, especially with your scar hurting recently. "

"Don't worry about me, baby," he pressed a gentle kiss on your cheek as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, "Yes, it might hurt, but you make it better, you always do. Wish I could stay with you all night."

"I'll always worry because I love you idiot. I wish I could stay with you all night too".

You smiled at him, and he did so back at you, staring at you in awe, allowing himself to take in the sight of the pretty girl he loved so much.

"I love you too darling, don't know how I got so lucky." he whispered under his breath, finally attaching his lips to yours.

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can you write hoshi x ravenclaw reader where hoshi always sits next to reader on shared classes and keeps annoying them? thank you have a lovely day ♡

Tiger boy 🐯🍊

detention with Soonyoung causes him to finally confess

fluff // k.sn // x ravenclaw! reader

"Psst, psst y/n."

Not again, you thought. Please not again. But the (seemingly) child from across the room continued to call you, "y/n!"

It was only yesterday when the same boy had decided to take it upon himself to sit next to you in Transfiguration where he continued to talk your ear off and distract you from the task at hand. Though you never spoke back, you had gotten a earful from McGonagall after lesson. This seemed to always happen though. In your six years at Hogwarts, the good memories were clouded by the times Soonyoung decided to make you his perfect victim and bring you down with him.

"What?!" you finally hissed back, taking your eyes off the writing on the board to see Kwon Soonyoung leaning back into his chair staring at you.

"Wanna partner in Snape's class?" he asked with a wide smile. For some reason, for the past few weeks, months even, Soonyoung had had it for out for you. Since the beginning of the new school year he had quietened down a bit, but it was obviously too good to be true. The blonde haired Ravenclaw wouldn't let you live. He threw crumpled pieces of paper at you in class (that were filled with drawings of tigers), and kept talking at any given point. For a self proclaimed introvert, he talked a lot.

You rolled your eyes and turned your attention back to your parchment, "What's his deal again?" asked Seungkwan, your fellow Gryffindor, from beside you.

You just shrugged, "No idea but he won't leave me alone".

Charms soon finished and you made your way to the dungeons for potions. You walked through the cold halls when you felt another put their weight on you. "So I heard from Hansol that we're gonna be partnered up for an essay on some potion, wanna partner up?", Soonyoung asked as he flung his arm around your shoulder.

"No Soonyoung I don't. Besides, Snape always has final say on partners," you nudged him off, "now please leave me alone you're annoying me." you pleaded as you entered the classroom.

Shaking your head, you made your way to your usual place besides Mingyu and Seungkwan, until you saw your tall friend pull Chan from behind him and into your seat.

"What are you doing?" you asked.

"We heard your loverboy wants to sit with you so go sit next to him." he giggled. Your group of friends found themselves to this nickname since what seemed like forever. You sent a dirty look his way before seeking out the room in hopes of another seat, hopefully one away from the eager blonde.

"Miss l/n, please stop dawdling and take your seat next to Soonyoung." Snape called as he pulled down the blinds announcing his presence.

You felt yourself die a little but you didn't argue, instead taking a seat between Soonyoung and Dokyeom at the back of the classroom. They both smiled widely at them and you couldn't help but smile back.

It's not that you didn't like Soonyoung, you were just so totally the opposite of each other. He was loud, bright and always happy. You were happy too but just preferred to be on the quieter side of things. You had known him since you were younger, you had grown up together as next door neighbours and often played with one another. But since the beginning of your advance to high school, he seemingly had become dedicated to the label of class clown.

You listened carefully as Snape gave the task of the day focusing your eyes at the front, but all you could feel were Soonyoung digging his eyes into the side of your head.

"What?"

"Nothing," he shrugged, "you just have a little orange in your eyes. It's nice." he finished casually, turning his attention back to the front. The compliment had caught you off guard and you couldn't help but smile a little, but before you knew it, you had to begin the work for the day. You were making some potion that you didn't catch the name of, and the three of you broke up into finding and bringing back ingredients to begin.

You tried to zone out of the conversation the two boys beside you were having but the louder they spoke the more involved you found yourself becoming.

"So yeah, I think in my past life I was a tiger."

"What is your deal with tigers?" you asked, with a smile. Though the conversation was as weird as anything, hearing the boy speak so fondly of something he had never even met made you smile.

"What do you mean? They're so cool." he smiled back.

"Yeah but, there are cooler, like hippogriffs. Have you ever even met a tiger?"

"Aye hippogriffs? No no, tigers are better. And no I don't need to meet a tiger I just know they are cool, it's instinct, besides have you ever met a hippogriff?"

"Yes I have actually, my uncle owns one. And just you see they're so much nicer than tigers." you scoffed.

"You'll have to convince me."

Before you even registered what was happening the two of you were talking in depth about animals of all kinds. He told you of his owl that he only bought because it had a similar colour to that of a tiger, and you told him all about the wonderful and weird animals your uncle owned.

It was almost laughable that here you were having an almost decent conversation with the boy who had terrorised you all these years. Almost decent in the sense that he occasionally made a weird noise, or play fought with Dokyeom not so secretly when Snape turned his back. You guessed it was hard to change for some people.

The lesson was almost over and you were beginning to slowly have a better opinion on Soonyoun. He was almost acting normal, doing what you asked him to, engaging in the conversation, it reminded you of when the two of you were little. That was until you heard a loud bang. You turned in your tracks to see that in the midst of their fighting, the two boys had spilt the perfect potion you had made, all over the table and consequently all over you.

You wanted to scream or even worse cry, but Snape beat you to it.

"Children the lot of you! At this stage in your Hogwarts career its almost laughable. Soonyoung and y/n detention and you can stay behind and clean it."

The bell rang and the students, as well as Snape, dispersed, leaving you and the guilty looking boy behind.

"I can't believe you would do that, what is wrong with you? Do you have it out for me or something. I swear since the first day you have some sort of issue with me and just want to annoy me or worse humiliate me. God can't you just be normal for once!" you yelled in frustration. You began cleaning the mess, expecting the boy to retaliate. He reached for a cloth and knelt to the floor to begin wiping the spilt potion.

..

"Good luck at your detention with lover boy." joked Mingyu.

"Yeah I'm sure Filch is taking over Snape's detention so you'll have plenty of alone time." Chimed in Chan. You rolled your eyes at your friends behaviour, they thought this was so funny, they always had, explaining that this was all because Soonyoung liked you. You know it wasn't.

The boys were right though, Snape had seemingly fallen ill and Filch was seated before you in the classroom. Soonyoung arrived slightly later than you, and was dressed in sweats and a crotched tiger jumper, you couldn't help but smile to yourself at the boys obsession.

He looked hesitantly at you before taking a seat two away from you. He looked different than you had ever seen him. Almost deflated and slightly sulky.

"Right I need to get my cat," muttered Filch to himself, "The two of you listen I need to attend an.. urgent matter. So stay here, I will.. yes I will lock the door and come get you in a bit." and without another moment he hurried out the room. Once you heard the lock of the keys in the door, you laughed out loud.

Soonyoung instantly turned to face you, an inquisitive look on his face.

"What, you don't think he's funny?" you laughed.

The boys face softened, "Yeah yeah he is." he muttered as he turned back to fidget with his hands.

Why was he being so weird. The two of you had been in detention together before, thanks to him of course, but even then he was never this awkward with you. Was he upset you yelled at him, he kind of deserved it.

"Look, if you're upset that I yelled at you, then I don't know what to tell you other then you deserved it, you've been out for me for no reason for so long." you shrugged.

"No, no I know I deserved it, I'm just annoyed at myself."

"Why?"

He turned to look at you, then got up to seat himself in the chair directly beside you. "You know, I don't have anything out for you right? I just, I want to make you laugh." he looked as though he was trying very hard to find the right words.

"Trying to make me laugh? Soonyoung you make everyone laugh what's that got to do with me?"

"You don't get it do you? I know your friends all know, surely they've told you?"

You tried to rack your brain for anything your friends might have said about him, but all that came to mind was loverboy.. surely not?

"Ok this is really weird, and I've known you a long time so I'm just going to say it ok, promise you won't get mad."

You nodded slowly, "Ok, I like you y/n. I really do and I know that I'm terrible with words and clearly with actions as well, but I don't know. I just wanted to get your attention."

You stared up at him with wide eyes. When you got this detention, you certainly didn't think it was going to end like this. But here you are, Kwon Soonyoung, the boy who seemingly had it out for you, is confessing. Surely it might be a messy, awkward confession. But a confession nonetheless.

You smiled at him, "You know if this is the Soonyoung who was talking to me in potions about tigers talking, then I think I could get to know that side of you."

He chuckled a bit as he looked down, "Yeah that's more me than anything else. Wow if all it took was tigers then I would have brought out the big guns earlier."

"No it's not that. It's the nicer, softer side of you that everyone would love. Class clown you is annoying sorry, but the you you are when you're talking about the things your passionate about is adorable."

He chuckled again. He almost looked smaller than he usually did, but in a vulnerable, endearing way.

"I'm really sorry about everything I did all these years, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"It's ok, I accept your apology."

"Well would you like to go to Hogsmeade this weekend. We can talk more about your uncles animals."

You leaned into press a soft kiss onto his cheek, "I would love to Soonyoung. But only if you wear that jumper."

[rosexxi]

Are you gonna update your master list?

yess, i have some drafts to finish off then I'll be updating it :))

[rosexxi]

Hot Mess ❤️‍🩹 PG10

Pierre has made it clear that he's not a fan of red bull's messy girl, so no one could predict this

Pierre Gasly x Rivaldriver!y/n

F1gossip

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f1gossip our fave messy girl was paparazzied with a mysterious man the day before qualifying in Monaco. She was visibly drunk and flirting with the camera guys,, what are your thoughts on her behaviour

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user1 iconic, we all love to hate her

user1 there could be a full thread of her being problematic and it would never end

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y/nsdiary this is so slay i should do this

user2 this is so unprofessional and honestly disgusting, if any other driver was seen doing this they would be fired

user3 and she still out performs all your faves 💅

user4 i swear she's with a new guy every day

user5 wasn't she literally just with Jack Harlow

user6 i thought it was Aron Piper 😩

user7 she is always drunk and would flirt with a wall how does she still have a seat

user8 because she literally got pole the next day 🤚

y/nstan

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y/nstan everyone loves to drag y/n for being flirty but forget that their faves are just as bad 🥱🤚

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user1 LITERALLY acting like fuckboy pierre gasly doesn't exist

user2 yesss, y/n remains hot, single and living her best life

user3 whilst outperforming all these wannabe influencer drivers

teamgasly10 don't drag Pierre into this 🤚

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paddockupdates

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paddockupdates I AM SCREAMING WHY WERE Y/N AND PIERRE SEEN IN A SEX SHOP TOGETHER DURING THE JAPAN GP??

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user1 THIS IS THE BEST THING IVE EVER SEEN

user2 the way how she's so slay and hes just there

user3 forreal just like 🧍‍♂️✌️

user4 the biggest plot twist ever, you could literally hear her laughing in the back of their karaoke video

user5 i do not believe this because he is literally one of the main drivers who is so against her behaviour

user6 THE WAY HOW THEY BOTH LIKED THIS THEY ARE OWNING IT

y/nsdiary

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y/nsdiary y/n being problematic (a never ending thread)

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maxverstappen1 can you include when you shunted me off the track x

y/nsdiary no you deserved that x

lando.jpg haha max

user1 IS THAT PIERRE??

user3 did you and pierre pick up anything interesting in Japan

pierregasly maybe

y/nsdiary 🥸

user2 do you still not like each other

y/nsdiary hate him

pierregasly calm down darling

user4 pls tell me you and pierre are dating

user5 dont you get scared red bull will drop you 💀

y/nsdiary no 😘

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Please I need more social media with MV1 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Gossip Girl (Max) 💅MV1

the f1 gossip is piping but Max remains unbothered

Max x engineersdaughter!reader

F1gossip

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f1gossip too good to be true? after hard launching their relationship only a month ago, y/n was seen getting close with an unknown boy during her trip to New York.

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user1 lmaoo another gold digger 💀

user2 I'm pretty sure she doesn't need his money, boys and girls can be friends

user3 no way,, she just used max

user4 poor max, you could tell he rly loved her 💔

user5 you could tell it was one sided, he posted her way more then she did

user6 bffr she doesn't need to post him to prove she loves him

user7 the gossip in the paddock must be hott

user8 WHY DID MAX LIKE 💀

user9 he remains unbothered

user10 probably doesn't realise the gossips about him 🫠

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y/nsdiary visit your dad (and bf) at work day

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user1 girls brave leaving comments on

user2 cheater 💀

user3 max baby this isn't you

maxverstappen1 babygirl 😍

maxverstappen1 u dressing up for someone else 🤨

lando.jpg 😑😑

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maxverstappen1 the race winner and the cheater 🫣

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danielricciardo how did you find out 🥲

pierregasly 🤨

y/nsdiary baby its not what it looks like 🤚

user4 watt???

user5 so he's just gonna forgive a cheater?

user6 its joao felix all over

user7 we can't keep losing these guys to serial cheaters

user8 serial?

user7 she was seen with the guy again in monaco, he was carrying her shopping bags

user9 and she kissed his cheek!!!

y/nsdiary

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y/nsdiary working hard 🤓 p.s meet my cousin (he's not into the girls 🙃)

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danielricciardo yall look like clowns now

pierregasly you mean max isn't being cheated on??

lando.jpg wat a shame

maxverstappen1 my beautiful girl

user2 is this where max learned spill the tea from

maxverstappen1 being with them has changed all my language

user4 f1twt when they find out y/n isn't a cheater

y/nsdiary f1twt wen they find out a happy f1 couple can exist in peace

user3 the shade 💀💀

[rosexxi]

an insta AU with Max please?

thnx for requesting my love!

Romeo 🌠♥️ MV1

Max never thought he could be romantic and neither did anyone else

Max Verstappen x engineersdaughter! reader

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y/nsdiary wherefore art thou romeo

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lando.jpg we all know where he is

y/nsdiary 😏

user1 call me crazy but didn't Max and Lando post a picture in the same place 🫣

user2 double date maybe

user3 I dont think so, they've known each other for a long time because her dad is Max's engineer

lando.jpg

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lando.jpg day 45 after party

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y/nsdiary the daddy top 🤚

maxverstappen1 you're the one who got it for me 🤚

lando.jpg 💀💀

user4 MAX???

daniel3.jpg woah daddy maxie 😩

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f1wagupdates fans are speculating romance between the world champion and his engineers daughter y/n who has become a common face in the paddock. Photos showing y/n congratulating Max on his win, and y/n sat on his balcony in Monaco,, thoughts??

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user1 mmm deffo dating, friends don't hug each other that much

user2 isn't she dating Lando

user3 nooo she's just best friends with his gf

user4 i swear she has dating rumours with every driver, I don't believe it

user5 pretty sure she's never bought a driver a daddy top before tho 😭😭

user6 no they don't look good together at all 🤚

user7 meh she's probably just using him

user8 absolutely not, y/n always says she loves romance and Max is like the most unromantic person ever

user9 agreed he'd probably take her to the garage for a date 😭🤚

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maxverstappen1 the angel of my heart, this season could not have been possible if it weren't for you. Your beautiful self and warm smile encouraging me always. I will never forget the day when Gianpiero said his daughter would be joining us and in you walked. You lit up the room and you lit up my heart. I may be a world champion in f1 but I am the universe's champion because I won you 🤍

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lando.jpg so y/n turned you into a gross romantic

danielricciardo sshhh he can still headbut you

danielricciardo love you guys

carlossainz55 wow who is this smooth operator

user8 i stand corrected Max can be incredibly romantic 🥲

user1 I KNEW IT

y/nsdiary MAXIE!!! this is so cute and I love you forever and ever 🫠🫠🫠

pierregasly awe Maxie

maxverstappen1 shut up pierre

user3 Christian when he finds out a romantic has replaced his scary driver 🫠😐

y/nsdiary Maxie has always been a romantic, he just never knew it 🤍

[rosexxi]

Pilates princess 🩰 PG10

fans think Pierre is dating his pilates instructor

Pierre Gasly x well being girl!y/n

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f1updates new girl on the grid! turns out alphatauri have brought in a new pilates instructor to help the boys out

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user1 omg I follow her on tiktok she's so pretty

user2 maybe she'll get Yuki motivated 😏

user3 Pierre liked your comment 😭😭

user4 I think he's the one motivated 😩

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y/nsdiary scary first day on the job

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pierregasly it wasn't that bad was it 🫠

kendalljenner miss my yoga partner

y/nsdiary miss you more 🤍

user5 why did she only post Pierre??

yukitsunoda0511 sorry for not showing up 🙏

y/nsdiary so disappointed

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pierregasly she keeps me working hard

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yukitsunoda0511 why wasn't i invited on the walk

pierregasly it was for the adults

lando.jpg hard?

user5 the way he looks at her they have to be dating 🙏🙏

user6 manifesting more interactions in this weeks all access

user7 samee!! she was so shy and cute last ep

f1wagupdates

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f1wagupdates many rumours are spreading that Pierre and y/n are dating, it firstly started with Pierre liking all her posts with flirty comments, then fans noticed serious chemistry between the two on recent all access videos. Also fans realised that y/n posted a pic of her in what seems to be Pierres hotel room, comment your thoughts!!

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user1 I think they're just friends 🤷‍♀️

user2 definitely dating!! why else would the two of them go for a walk

user3 and exclude poor Yuki 😭

user4 i was at the last race and they were together a lot 🤚

user5 also Pierre mentioned he watched her youtube videos in the catch up video

user6 maybe he just has a one sided crush 😭

user5 he just a fan living that yn life

user4 in one of her old videos she mentioned he's her celeb crush 🫣

user7 meh i don't think she's his type

user8 not dating but deffo both got crushes on eachother

[rosexxi]

Vacation 🌴🤍 - CL16

paparazzi pics sends f1 fans into a frenzy

Charles Leclerc x influencer!y/n

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f1gossip turns out Charles was spotted on vacation with Pierre and his girlfriend along with a beautiful friend (girl in bikini) of Kikas

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user1 omg are they dating?

user2 maybe a double couples vacation??

user2 from Kika's instagram I think it's just her best friend

y/nsdiary

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y/nsdiary hot day with hot girls

@luisinhaoliveira99 @francisca.cgomes

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arthur_leclerc I was there too???

y/nsdiary you deserve a seperate dedicated post 🤍

francisca.cgomes the hottest

user3 with Charles???????

charlesleclercmedia

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charlesleclercmedia ok so no one panic but recent pictures of y/n leaving Charles house in Monaco and Charles outside of y/ns rumoured house with flowers

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user5 Charles looks so happy! I really hope they are dating

user6 mm there are loads of rumours about her not being nice

user7 she looks so self obssessed I don't trust her

user8 SHE LIKED??!?!

user9 the fact that its so close to the break up rubs me the wrong way

user10 its literally not even been a week

user11 in love with them together!!!

user12 maybe its just a summer fling?

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charles_leclerc enjoying the summer break 🏖♥️

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y/nsdiary so cute

charles_leclerc 😏😏

pierregasly yes Charles

y/nsdiary

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y/nsdiary golf with bae ⛳️

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pierregasly what a handsome man

lando.jpg super sexy

charles_leclerc 💅💅

y/nsdiary slay baby

🤍

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might start doing more instagram aus because they're so fun to do!!

[rosexxi]

VERNON ❖ GOING SEVENTEEN, EP.64 for @bangzchan ♡

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hey! I saw you were asking for request so I thought maybe a Fred X reader?

they're obliviously in love with eachother and pinning and so on

they're trying to pull of a prank (don't know what or to who) and they have to pretend they're together, people believe them because it's nothing out of normal. when they say it's a joke, no one believes them. they finally realise it and the ending is you're choice. maybe a confession or something?

hope you like it?? if you don't dw you're not obliged to write it really<3

About Time 🦁⏰️

George grows tiresome of his brothers lack of attempts to confess to his love

fluff // f.w // x friend! reader

Wherever Fred and George were, you could find y/n. And whenever y/n was, the twins were close by. They had always been friends, ever since George let out a dungbomb on the train first year and y/n was sadly his victim. But nevertheless she found it hilarious and they became the mischievous trio that caused havock across Hogwarts.

Other students presumed you had a thing for one of them, or that they had a thing for you, but whenever someone would bring it up, you'd just laugh and say the very thought made you feel sick. You always saw them as your brothers and that's how it would always be.

However here you were sat across from Fred in the Gryffindor common room and there was something about him that had you staring into his eyes in an unusual way. Maybe he got a haircut? Or straightened his smile? Whatever it was had your entire world shook.

"I think that's what we should do." shrugged Fred.

"Not half bad Fred, your take y/n?" George asked. The three of you were staying up late trying to think up some great idea to help the Hogwart students loosen up. Everyone was greatly stressed due to the ever so lovely presence of Umbridge and it would be fun. The twins also had their plans to leave Hogwarts and thought this would be their grand way of saying goodbye.

"My what?" you replied caught off guard.

"Did you not hear anything of what I just said?" asked Fred.

George sniggered and poked you in your side. You rolled your eyes at him and got up from the comfy armchair. "Whatever. I'm fine with anything. Just tell me when and what, I'm off to bed now." And with a final stretch you left the common room.

"She was definitely checking you out mate." nodded George.

"Not this again," moaned Fred, "Just because I told you I think she's pretty doesn't mean she's got a fat crush on me. I'm off to bed too."

George rolled his eyes at his brother. Contrary to both of your beliefs, George seemed to be the only person (along with the entire hogwarts student body) to notice that the two of you were helplessly pining after each other. You had mentioned off hand comments about Fred to George. He wasn't stupid, he knew those comments and your stares could only mean one thing. Similarly he knew his brother better then he knew himself, Fred had had the biggest crush on you since first year. To be frank George was bored of this, and made it his mission to get one of you to confess before they were to leave.

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"Morning y/n." smiled Fred at you the next morning at breakfast.

You smiled at him in return as he took his place beside you. He ruffled your hair and took a grape from your plate.

"So here's an extra idea," began George, "Theres something that I need from Umbridge's office and as you know she has those rules about no couples. How about to distract her, you two act as a couple so I can go get it."

You and Fred stared at him with a blank expression. "Act as a couple?" stuttered Fred.

"Who'd believe that smartass?" you added.

"Trust me a lot of people would." George muttered under his breath, "Just do it for a few minutes and I'll be done before you know it." he winked before leaving the dinner table.

"Hah, the two of us." you chucked, shaking your head absentmindedly at the very thought.

"I know right, I'll have to tell George drinking this early is affecting his mind." He joked, but there was something in his tone that sounded as though his mind was somewhere else. He seemed quite absent these days, ever since the two had told you they were leaving Hogwarts.

"Is everything ok Freddy?" you asked with wide eyes.

Having been caught off guard by your question, he turned to meet your eyes. He stared for a minute before nodding gently. A warm smile creeping onto his face, "Cause it is y/n, come on lets go eat each others faces off."

On your way to Umbridge's office, you took it upon yourself to take his hand into yours. To make it more believable of course and definitely not because you wanted to feel his soft skin in yours.

"We're here, and she's there." Fred finally poined out. Umbridge was stood outside her office eyeing up the two of you.

"Well here goes nothing." You whispered as you cupped his face and pressed your lips into his. At first he seemed taken aback and stiff, but when he relaxed into your touch, it was like a million little fireworks erupted onto your lips. In that moment it didn't feel like you were acting, the way how his hand came to hold your waist and how he deepened the kiss felt natural. He allowed you to bite down onto his bottom lip gently and you snuck your tongue into his mouth.

"Eh children!" a shrieking voice interrupted.

You giggled into his lips and pulled away for a breath. You looked up at him, he towered over you as he always did. He had leaned onto the wall beside him slightly, his arm resting against it. He was looking down at you with the widest eyes, and in that moment you thought you could see the need for more on his face. And so with a wave of confidence, you grabbed his tie and pulled him back on to you. You enjoyed the kiss until you were pulled back by an angry looking Umbridge, and noticed a crowd had appeared around the two of you.

"Three weeks detention the both of you." and as she marched away, you sarcastically bowed to her back as the crowd clapped at your rebellious behaviour.

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"So did you get what you needed George?" you asked at dinner.

George didn't reply, instead he nodded with a wide grin.

The entire school seemed to be talking about what had happened before. And not many of them seemed to be too shocked.

Fred had gone to his room and was not present at dinner. He mentioned he had not felt well.

"It's a shame with Fred and y/n I guess, I was going to ask her out ages ago." You heard someone from the Hufflepuff table say.

"What do you mean? We're not actually together." you laughed as you turned to see two hufflepuffs in your year.

"Yeah course not." one of them said.

"Everyone knows you've been together since like forever." the other added.

You furrowed your brows in confusion, "no we haven't. Tell them George."

But George did not tell them, and instead raised his eyebrows at you.

"Your little show said otherwise." the hufflepuff boy said lastly before turning back to his food.

Ok maybe there was some slight truth to what he had said. Friends don't kiss like that. But thats all you were friends. Right? Fred had been your closest friend for the past 6 years and nothing more. Sure as of recent he had been catching your eye in a different way, but maybe that was just the hormones speaking.

"Just go y/n. The two of you are driving me round the bend." George groaned.

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You knocked at his door. The rush of adrenaline you had initially felt when George hinted Fred liked you more than friends had now disappeared and reality had hit you like a bus. You were going to confess to your best friend and potentially ruin your friendship, well you say confess but you still weren't 100 percent sure what your feelings were.

"Tell me that kiss meant something to you." You blabbed when he opened the door. He stared at you for a moment before nodding.

"Of course it did y/n." he muttered as he opened the door fully allowing you to step in.

"Because, recently I've been feeling something and I don't know what it is. And everyone acts as though it's normal for us to kiss. But I don't know I really don't. And you've been quiet recently, I didn't know if you didn't like me like that. I don't want to ruin the friendship."

"y/n, darling your blabbing," he smiled, and it was that mischievous smile that you had not seen in a while, "I guess your less of a coward then me because you've finally brought up the conversation. But I'm different, I know exactly my feelings for you."

"And what are they?" you whispered.

"I love you. I've always known, but I didn't want to ruin anything. And I've been quiet recently because well me and George are leaving, I can't start something and then just leave."

"But you're not leaving forever, we can still talk and theres the holidays. And when I finish school I can come help out at the shop till I get a real job." you suggested, holding his hands.

He brought up one of your hands to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to the side of it.

"I'm sorry y/n I should have told you earlier."

"Don't be sorry Freddy, at least now I know for sure I love you too."

He leaned down and kissed you. But this time it was much softer, he kissed you as though you were the most fragile thing.

The sound of clapping disrupted the two of you and you turned to see George stood in the doorway clapping slowly.

"About bloody time."

[rosexxi]

What happened to the seventeen female member au?

My imagines were doing sm better then the female au so I decided to stop 😔, if theres anything specific I don't mind doing it! 🤍

[rosexxi]

so this is now my fave ever fic 💔💔💔

if katsuki has told you once, he’s told you a thousand times—don’t wait up for me.

you never did understand what all the fuss was about. sure, the fatigue would catch up to you after a few consecutive days of doing so—but it was never anything a little more sleep in the morning couldn’t solve.

still, after seeing how adamant he was about the whole thing, you dropped the habit altogether—or at least, he thought you did.

it’s almost midnight when katsuki arrives home, easing the front door shut with the utmost care. he doesn’t bat an eye upon noticing the dull amber glow emanating from the kitchen—you always leave the little light above the stove on for him. he does however, feel his heart skip a beat when he rounds the corner and sees a figure clad in black sitting at his kitchen island.

he easily recognizes the figure as you—seemingly lost in your own little world as you rest your chin in your palm and stare down at your phone. you click on a news article that catches your eye—one from just two hours ago. dynamight’s big rescue! on the evening of tuesday september 6th, three villains entered a bank around ni—

“the hell are you doin’?” his voice lingers from the doorway, much softer than usual—because he knows you’re unaware of his presence.

it startles you nonetheless, but it could have been much worse—he probably just saved you from a major heart attack. a true hero, even off duty.

“just some light reading,” you turn your head and give him a sheepish smile, simultaneously giving him a once over for any injuries. fortunately, you find none—not that you can see at least.

“meant what’re you doin’ up,” he replies, crossing his strong arms over his chest as he takes a few steps further into the kitchen.

“waiting for you,” you hum, hopping out of your chair and padding over to him. he watches, from the moment those words leave your mouth to the moment you wrap your arms around his neck—and then he turns his head. “kats, i missed you.”

he knew it was coming, but that didn’t mean it was any easier to hear. lately, with this increase in crime, you’ve been seeing him less and less. he hates it, but he knows you—and how quick you’d drop everything for a little more time together. he’s witnessed it, all those late nights and early mornings, they took a toll on you—and you don’t deserve that. so, he put an end to it, made sure you knew how important your health was, and had you sleeping like a baby by ten o’clock most nights. but, here you are.

“go,” he nods towards the stairs and rests a hand on your lower back, ushering you ever so gently. “‘ll be there in fifteen.”

he’ll inhale his dinner, wash up at the speed of light, and slide into bed next to you—just like the old days, right?

“i haven’t eaten yet,” you mumble.

you feel his hand stiffen up, and he’s no longer steering you towards your bedroom. he peers down, scarlet eyes boring into you from right beneath his furrowed brow—because he knows that you know, he’d never let you go to bed on an empty stomach. touché.

“pain in my ass,” he mutters, dropping his hand and letting you shuffle towards the fridge where you’re harbouring two plates of leftovers. he trails his gaze down to your feet, and you swear you hear a little snort slip out of him.

as if drowning yourself in his hoodie and sweats wasn’t enough, you have his slippers on—and they’re a size, or seven too big for your feet. you don’t have enough fingers to count all the times he’s called you ronald, or said that he didn’t know the fuckin’ circus was back in town. he can make all the clown jokes he wants, you’ll never give up that warmth and comfort—him getting a kick out of the whole thing is a side effect you can handle.

“how was patrol?” you ask, sliding one of the plates into the microwave. you more or less know how it went, but you’ll keep that to yourself.

he mumbles a same old shit before giving you a vague rundown of the bank robbery—well, the attempted bank robbery. he’s cut off by the loud beeps that echo throughout the room. you reach for the button that opens the little door, but he beats you to it, nudging you away with his hip. he removes the plate—and it’s blatantly obvious that it’s his—the portion size being a dead giveaway. still, he holds it out for you to take. “eat.”

the look on your face must’ve said it all, because he’s quick to follow up. “‘ll finish what you don’t, baby. sit, eat.”

his gaze lingers on you for just a tad longer than usual before he turns around and heads for the second plate. there’s probably half the amount of food on this one, but he doesn’t seem to mind. so you sit, and eat. he’s not far behind, plopping down next to you just a couple minutes later.

“katsuki?” you side eye him, thinking about how cute he looks with his cheeks all full. it’s been a little while since you’ve sat down and had a meal with him—this is perfect, just what you wanted. still, you can’t help but look ahead as you yearn for a little more. “will you wake me up before you leave tomorrow morning?”

“mmm,” he holds his hand in front of his mouth, rapidly chewing the remainder of his bite so he can answer you. “whatever, but if you swing at me once ‘m leavin’ you there.”

as much as katsuki would love to have a testy six am encounter with the little overtired monster that is you—he won’t, because he’s going to let you sleep until your sweet heart’s content.

you won’t be happy, he knows that—hell, maybe you’ll even swing at him tomorrow evening while fully awake. nah, who’s he kidding? you’d never consciously do that. he almost smiles at the thought though, biting the inside of his cheek to prevent it.

right, you won’t be happy, but you’ll get over it. it’s his job to get up early, come home late, and deal with all the bullshit in between.

because, in all aspects of life—from sleep, right down to the level of warmth and comfort you feel on your feet—katsuki believes you deserve just a little more than him.

✩ note : the man of the year returns to izurou :o thank you for reading ++ thank you for allll the love on my first kats fic !! i’m hoping this one is enjoyable as well >: reblogs are appreciated!

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mood for this school year 🦢🤍

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Quidditch Bruises 🍂

Theo and Y/N are quidditch rivals on field, off field maybe not

fluff // t.n // x quidditch rival! reader

You loved quidditch. There was something about the wind flying past your face that made you feel alive. You wouldn't say it was the best thing in your life, but it was definitely the one thing that you looked forward to the most. You made the Ravenclaw team in your third team as a beater. Even though you were never super strong, or largely built like others, you being hot headed and extremy competitive made being a beater second nature.

You were currently on your way to your potions class but all that was on your mind was the big game on Saturday. Against Slytherin. Now you didn't mind most Slytherins, you actually got along with quite a lot of them. But the Slytherin Quidditch team seemed to be made of people you couldn't stand. But one of them stood out amongst the rest. Theodore Nott. He seemed to be the male version of you. Sarcastic, often kept to himself, clever. A seemingly angry young man who just so happened to be incredibly attractive. There was just something about his dark, sharp features that lingered in your mind. Maybe thats why you both seemed to fight a lot, wether it be in class or on the field.

"Ready for the game?" asked Cho.

Cho had been your best friend since you were children, you did everything together and told each other everything.

You nodded in response as you took your place beside her.

"You know you looked kind of distracted in practise yesterday." she mentioned as you took your books out of your bag.

"What? I wasn't." You disappeared under the table to reach for the pen you had dropped upon hearing her thoughts.

"Are you sure it wasn't because the Slytherins were watching."

"Nosy bastards. Why would I care?" you muttered. As you were about to get up, she kicked you in the shins, as though trying to tell you something without words.

"Why'd you do that for? I can't get injured because you're kicking me." you groaned.

As you got up from behind the table you were met with the eyes of Theodore and Draco. Theodore had an eyebrow raised, his tired eyes looking rather amused.

So that's what she was trying to say, you thought, mentally rolling your eyes at her childish actions.

"Nosy bastards are we?" Draco asked. The two boys took their places at your table.

"Yeah you are." you said quietly, not wanting to engage in an argument at 8 in the morning.

"Don't kick her too hard Cho, we all know how hard she bruises. Bit ironic for a beater dont you think." Theodore asked, referring to first year flying lessons when you fell off your broom and spent the next two weeks with a bruise the size of England. Though everyone else seemed to forget, he never did and he'd make sure you knew it.

You sent him a fake smile, along with your middle finger, and opened your book, getting on with the lesson Slughorn had prepared. It was a rather boring lesson, you made Amortentia, and though you'd never admit it, you smelt grass, a woody musk and peppermint. You smelt Theodore.

You didn't speak much with Theodore and Draco during the lesson. You tried to block out them entirely as they teased you on their win last year. They eventually gave up and began talking in hushed whispers amongst themselves. Occasionally they'd glance over in your direction, but you just got on with your work, or gossip with Cho.

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"He's in love with you y/n." Cho stated at dinner.

"Cho, were you present at class. He's just annoyingly arrogant and he's like that with everyone."

"He's not like that with me."

"Well yeah but you don't argue back. I do so he probably finds it amusing or something I don't know."

"I do. I've said it since fourth year and I'll continue to say it. He always seems to be exactly where we are, he teases you, pays attention to you and I swore today I overheard him tell Draco he smelt Lavender and wood. That's literally your favourite perfume scent!!"

"He did?" you asked, slightly taken aback by what she had said. Cho had always told you how Theo must have been madly in love with you, and though you wanted to believe it, you never really did.

You quickly changed the subject, but couldn't help but smile to yourself at the thought of Theodore smelling Lavender. It was your favourite.

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The weekend had approached quickly meaning it was the first game of the year.

"Try not to fall off your broom this time y/n." Theo called out before the two teams disappeared into their changing rooms.

"Try not to get hit by my bat." you waved with a sweet smile.

You turned to see Cho face you with an accusing look but you just shrugged it off as you listened to your captain.

You eventually made your way out onto the field and lined opposite the Slytherins. Theodore blew a kiss at you and you rolled your eyes as you brought your hair into a bun.

"And the first game of the season has started." you heard Luna comment.

It was a good start to the game, Ravenclaw were ahead and you had managed to get a good few hits in with your bat, a few maybe directed to Theo.

You were enjoying the game until everything suddenly felt very heavy, you felt as though everything was spinning. Until it wasnt.

"Y/n!"

You slowly began to open your eyes to see Cho, your captain and Madame Hooch all staring right back at you.

"What happened?" you groaned, suddenly feeling hurt everywhere. You felt as though someone had poured water all over you, or maybe it was blood?

"You collided into Theo."

"Is he ok?" you asked, feeling very embarrassed.

"He's fine you're not. They're taking you the hospital wing ok." Cho smiled at you, as you dozed off again.

The next time you opened your eyes was at night. The hurt had began to go, but you were still lying in the hospital wing. Your eyes adjusted to the dark and you noticed a figure asleep in the chair beside your bed.

"Theo?" you whispered, squinting your eyes for a better look.

He must have been a light sleeper as he awoke as soon as you called him, "What? Are you ok?"

"I think so what happened?"

He stretched over to out on the lamp and inspected your face before replying, "We banged into each other and fell. You blind idiot."

"I'm so sorry. Are you ok." you asked. He looked fine but you couldn't help feel guilt, you looked down at your hands as you began to tear up. Upon seeing this, Theodore shook his hands, "I'm only joking, I'm fine." he said alarmed, not wanting to hurt your feelings, "I'm a lot bigger then you, besides you kind of broke my fall." he tried to joke.

You stared in response before nodding.

"Why are you here?" you said quietly. So quietly he had to lean in to hear better.

"Its kind of my fault isn't it. I kind of felt bad but shut up this doesnt mean anything." he warned.

Again, you nodded in response, fiddling with your hands.

"Look I'm sorry." he eventually said as he gave you a tissue to wipe your tears. You took it from him and the both of you sat in silence.

"Its ok." you sniffled later, "It's late Theodore you can go back to your dorm."

He shook his head, "No it's fine, I feel bad."

"Are you just going to sit there?" You asked, "And don't feel bad, it's nothing. Besides you were clearly right about me not being able to fly straight."

"That was stupid of me, I was only teasing you. You're a really good player y/n. And unless you mind, it's ok I'll stay." he smiled at you.

"I don't mind Theodore." you smiled. And for the first time in your six years of knowing Theodore, it wasn't a fake smile, but a real one.

Once the awkwardness disappeared, you both began talking even more. About quidditch and other things you had in common. He was funny, he made you laugh, and to your surprise, he must have thought you were funny too, as he laughed at your jokes.

He had a nice laugh, it made you smile.

Before you knew it two hours had passed, and the two of you were dozing off. But again you couldn't help but feel bad at Theodore's seemingly uncomfortable position.

"Theo." you whispered once again. He nodded his head in response, his eyes still closed.

"You can sleep with me if you want, you look really uncomfortable and I feel bad."

He opened his eyes, to see you with the duvet opened, making space for him. He looked at you shocked at your confidence and got up silently. He nodded as he took his position next to you.

"You know I really wasn't planning on you making the first move. I've got to admit I'm kind of embarrassed." he sighed, as he got comfy.

"What do you mean?"

"I like you y/n. I like it when you argue with me, I like it when you smile at me even if its fake, I like everything about you. Have done for a while now." he said nonchalantly.

"Really? I liked you to." you said softly in disbelief.

"I hoped you did. I smelt your perfume in the Amortentia the other day and I knew I had to say something soon."

You turned in your bed to face him, as did he.

"My Amortentia smelt like you too. Theodore Nott likes me." you smiled at him.

"Who else would I like? You like me too?"

You nodded in response. Though he looked as though he was trying to hide his happiness, the bright smile on his face gave him away.

"Good good, so you'll be my girlfriend. Let me take you out on a date once you get better?"

You nodded in response, a large smile appearing on your face too, "I would love to."

He leaned in to kiss you gently on your forehead, "Sweet dreams then my love."

That night you slept better then you ever had done in the comfort of Theodore Nott, the annoying boy who you could now call your boyfriend.