#Neville Longbottom reader inserts

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Harry Potter characters: Top or bottom?

Personal opinion!!1!1 (this is just for the funnies)

Harry:

— Switch

Harry can be both, he can be both dominant and reserved. Harry has a lot of repressed emotions so he does have to let them out once in a while and it can get rough. He does make sure that everything is okay and that he doesn’t hurt you but he can get too into it and sometimes he doesn’t catch himself on being too much. But he can also be very gentle and delicate when he isn’t overwhelmed by emotion. He wants to appreciate the moment and let himself feel all the love and affection between you two, it makes him feel so happy and special. He likes being treated and treat you, he doesn’t really have a preference it depends on his mood. He likes to take control of things but he doesn’t need to to feel good, he likes it when you are more dominant too.

Ron:

— Bottom/Switch

Ronald Weasley, the boy who doesn’t know what he wants. He thinks that he can be the dominant one, he pictures himself as one and he has the knowledge, but when it comes to acting on those things he is a bit reserved. When you take control, he feels a bit too giddy inside to stop you and is very enthusiastic to see what you’ll do. He’s happy that you’re willing to control him more, he wants to see it and it excites him, afterwards he can be a bit grumpy that he didn’t take the opportunity but that won’t last for long. He’s a sucker for love and affection, he can’t resist it when it happens. He can be more dominant, he does take control when he wants to but he’s much more happy to see you treat him. Not that he’ll leave everything to you, no no, he’ll absolutely do anything you’d ask.

Hermione:

— Switch

Hermione likes to have control, she likes the entitlement and power it gives her but she isn’t very greedy for it. She doesn’t have to be the dominant one but if you ask nicely she’ll do it with pleasure. Although she likes it more when you two work together equally, she feels more loved that way and it’s more pleasant for her. She does like it when you get more controlling, she observes you intently and will call you out when you do something that she doesn’t or does appreciate. She sometimes will literally correct you, after you do something she’ll shake her head and say “No no, that wasn’t right, let me show you” and then proceed to do the same thing to you with more ability to prove your mistake. She can be a bit competitive but not too often.

Fred:

— Switch/Top

Now, Fred is cocky and thinks he’s the stuff so he’ll most likely take control. That doesn’t mean he’s necessarily good at it, it can get a bit messy. He is skilled and it can be nice but he takes a lot of pride in the fact that he was the dominant one. He’ll tease you about it and provoke you, a bit cruelly but he’ll stop when your feelings get hurt. But when you take control, he freezes. He doesn’t know what to do, he’s clueless and looks like a deer in headlights. He does get used to you being the demanding one and starts to like it, a lot. He would be more willing to let you take control, not even trying to fight it after some time, he absolutely wants it. He will still tease you, even with you on top but his reactions are good enough to tell that he’s enjoying it.

George:

— Bottom/Switch

George is more mature about this than Fred, he takes it more seriously but that doesn’t mean he won’t tease you. He still considers this fun but it can be also more personal to him. Sometimes he’s focused on controlling you, sometimes he just melts when you treat him. He doesn’t mind being on the bottom, it doesn’t hurt his ego, he enjoys it and is in awe of your treatment. If you want him to be more dominant he’ll gladly do it, without a question, but if you’d like to take control he doesn’t talk back. He’s just happy that he’s sharing this experience with you and that means to him the most, he wants you to enjoy it so whatever you want is on your command.

Ginny:

— Top

She’s not messing around, she will pin you against the wall and control you like her puppet. She likes having control, she likes proving her strength, and it makes her feel good. She won’t be rough on you if you don’t want it but she’s not giving up that top spot, she is in charge. She does give you opportunities to be more dominant but not enough to overpower her. She can get more gentle if you want it, she doesn’t want to hurt you but she’s having more fun if she’s on top.

Neville:

— Switch/Bottom

Neville is nervous at the beginning, he doesn’t have a lot of experience, but when he gets it he’s more and more willing to engage in being more dominant. He’s not controlling, he always makes sure that you’re comfortable and that nothing is against you but when he makes sure that it’s okay, he goes for it. He can appreciate both being on top and the bottom, he likes it when you treat him, it makes him feel loved and cared for but he also wants you to feel the same way. He can get excited and get rougher if you like it, he may be a bit embarrassed afterward but he does enjoy being more dominant when he feels like it and you want it.

Draco:

— Bottom

Do you think this boy will take you? Do you think that this wet cat is going to control you? Nuh-uh, he’s going to crumble when you do anything to him, he’s touch starved. The smallest touches make him fold and whimper for you like a fool. He doesn’t like it of course, he doesn’t like that he folds and shows his vulnerability but it’s too good when you take control of him and he can’t stop you. He can try to take control but touch him anywhere while he’s doing it, tease him, or provoke him a little and he can’t take it.

Tom:

— Switch

You think that Tom Riddle is intimidated or threatened by being on the bottom? Of course not. His power doesn’t come from his position. His ego is big and he is determined to show you that he still has control even with you on top of him. He won’t even do much, he’ll let you have the power, giving into him like a fool you are, and he knows that he still is in charge. He won’t even provoke or tease you much, he’ll just watch you and give you small touches that will make you melt. And he does enjoy someone treating him, it makes him feel even more powerful. Whatever you do, he’s not impressed.

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⭑ Neville might be a tad clueless at times, but he means well

⭑ He always boils the kettle so it’s on when you get home from work

⭑ Always a vase full of flowers and fridge full of groceries 

⭑ Your home is covered in plants; from the mundane basil plant, to a snapping flower that could take a finger off. 

⭑ You barely fight/argue. Because you both don’t like raised voices. So instead, you make sure to air your grievances healthily, rather than let them build up (like both of your guardians did).

⭑ When Neville was asked to be the Herbology Professor at Hogwarts, you were both overjoyed. 

⭑ It was a slightly difficult transition, but you settled in. 

⭑ Because you weren’t interested in teaching, you, also an old Hogwarts student, were asked to help in the hospital wing. 

⭑ Although she wouldn’t dare admit it, Madame Pomfrey was growing old. 

⭑ Neville and yourself moved into a room that you had never seen before. It was high in a tower, overlooking the grounds. Like some sort of apartment, or mini common room that led to a private chamber. 

⭑ It had enough room for all your plants, herbs, tinctures, and potions. A big four-poster bed sat in the middle of the bedroom, with an ensuite in the left-hand corner. 

⭑ It felt like a true home. Especially since it was at Hogwarts. 

⭑ Neville has a lot of sweaters and cardigans, which you often steal. 

⭑ Unfortunately, Trevor died a few years ago. So you scowered shops, markets and pet stores to find a toad. But because of the influx of students, most pets were gone. Except for a three-legged cat, who was missing an eye. No one seemed to want the sweet thing. 

⭑ So you surprised Neville with the old cat and he loved him.

⭑ Neville called him ‘Brixton,’ but the cat mainly goes by ‘Twinkle-toes’, ‘BeeBee’ and any variation of words that you feel at the moment. 

⭑ He curls around Neville’s legs and reaches up for a cuddle. (One time Brixton followed Neville to class and sat in on the lesson.) 

⭑ You both sit at the professor’s table in the Great Hall, but that’s mainly on special occasions or at the beginning and end of a school year

⭑ Normally there’s a mini-feast waiting for you in your chambers. 

⭑ When Neville is reading, you’ll walk up behind him and massage his shoulders 

⭑ Other times you’ll wrap your arms around him and pull him away 

⭑ He likes to hold you close; your body pressed to his chest. Heartbeats slowing as you fall asleep together 

⭑ There’s always a full, cold cup of tea on the kitchen bench because someone forgot about it

⭑ Neville smells like mint, lemongrass, and the smoke of a crackling fire. 

⭑ You live at Hogwarts when the school year ends, and help around the castle 

⭑ Neville always goes to the Quidditch matches, while you wait in the hospital dorm, fearing the worst. One time you had to treat a squashed nose and Neville nearly fainted. 

⭑ Neville can be very romantic, especially when the radio is on and you’re in the living room. He’ll pull you up for a dance 

⭑ You visit Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and Luna. Although they have busy lives, you’ve sworn to keep in contact 

⭑ Relationship Tropes: 

  ✧ Childhood Friends to Lovers

  ✧ Similar Personalities 

  ✧ You Confessed Your Love When Thinking He Was Unconscious 

NSFW🔞minors dni!

⭑ You would think that Neville is tender and sweet with you. But he ravishes you like it’s the last time he’ll ever touch you.

⭑ He’s passionate and endearing. Always keeping you on your toes.

⭑ Neville is dominant but not to the point where he calls you names. He prefers to physically feel in control. With his hand squeezing your neck while your tongues dance in each other’s mouths 

⭑ Neville likes when you call him sir, master, and professor. It feels so dirty, thinking about bending you over a desk and pulling up your skirt. 

⭑ He definitely has an enchanted picture of you naked, sucking on his cock

⭑ Neville loses himself when he’s thrusting inside of you. His face will press against yours as he pumps in and out, the movements setting you on fire in the best way

⭑ His favourite position varies - there isn’t just one. He likes to fuck you up against a wall, over a table, while he’s on top of you etc 

⭑ He becomes so gentle with you afterward. He whispers how well you did, how good you made him feel. 

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Christmas with Neville Longbottom

Masterpost || Harry Potter Masterlist

Neville Longbottom x GN!Reader

Headcanon/Drabble: The first time with your new boyfriend during the festive season

Warnings: These drabbles/headcanons are directed towards a teen audience, as this takes place during Hogwarts schooling. You can read it as a backstory as sorts, but keep in mind the reader and Neville are minors. Neville’s parents and backstory is part of this headcanon, so be weary when reading.

Notes/Anything Else: Neville’s my favourite and a major comfort of mine. With Christmas coming I was thinking about this little thing hehe, hope you enjoy ! I haven’t done a format like this before… is it a drabble ? Idk…

Christmas times always been a iffy topic to Neville.

You noticed it when the Christmas holidays were coming closer, whenever someone would ask what each other plans were during the time. The teen would slug down a bit in his spot and have a dejected face for the conversation. You didn’t pry… to much.

When you two started dating your 5th year, you really took notice of it.

You found him in the common room, looking on the brink of tears, curled next to the fire place.

It broke your heart. “Why is my love so sad?”

You sat on the floor in front of the chair he was curled in. You asked what was wrong.

The common room was empty as everyone was packing to leave for the holiday, but you still whispered.

Neville didn’t say anything for a solid 10 minutes. All that was heard was the crackle and pops of the fire place.

“… my nan likes to have Christmas with my mum and dad.”

You turned to face him, his chubby cheeks had tears slowly rolling down. Your heart was breaking even more.

Neville didn’t live with his parents, you knew that, but he never talked about what had happened with them or even if they were alive.

“Nan says they’ll know who I am when I’m there.” Sniffles were coming in clumps now.

You sat up immediately and placed yourself on the arm rest next to him, taking hold of his hand and squeezing tight, a gesture you know will calm him down. “What do you mean by that? Love, you can tell me anything.”

Sobbing was echoed through out the room, you squeeze his hand impossibly harder. He explains St Margo’s, and how they’ve lost themselves. (You could tell he was holding back, but you wouldn’t dare push him any further, with all he’s said already)

A great pain of sadness deep in your chest gathered. By that point forward, you made sure your boyfriends Christmas were special.

You brought your own Christmas decor from home and set them up in the green house (with permission). A small Christmas tree with red & gold ornaments, with present, sweets and all Neville favourite plants surrounding it.

The first time your brought him to your little set up, you bouncing on the heels of your feet while you told him he can open his eyes now.

First, shock, then disbelief and lastly utter gratefulness crossed his face when tears started coming down.

You embraced him in the tightest hug, wiped his tears away and kissed his cheek.

Carefully taking him by the hand, you lead him to a little picnic blanket laid out with sweets of all sorts that you brought last time in Hogsmeade.

“I don’t deserve you at all.” He whispered, wiping his, now, puffy red eyes. You stop, turned to him, and cuffed his cheeks.

“Don’t tell me you don’t deserve anything, especially me, because that means you deserve everything.”

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“Do you find me brave yet?” Neville Longbottom prompt

Fandom: Harry Potter

Suggested by @winterxisxcomingx

A/N: I almost gave up on this idea, as well as on others that are waiting for me from before my unexpected break, but I needed something to get back on track anyway and sometimes all you need is an old suggestion. :D I hope you'll enjoy this!

The battle at the Department of Mysteries certainly wasn't something you expected to take part in on this summer night. Confused and exhausted, all you want is to find some rest. But before you can lay and try to get any sleep, you feel the need to make sure all your friends are taken care of.

The only person gone from your radar is Neville Longbottom. A bit worried, you decide to find him, wherever he is. After a solid hour of searching, you come across him at the top of the Astronomy Tower.

"Hey," you say softly, trying to get his attention. "What are you doing here, all alone?"

"I'm so- I'm sorry, I just needed t-to rest for a while," he explains in a shaky voice.

"Oh, don't apologise! A lot happened today, I understand needing to rest. But I was worried about you."

You try to soothe your friend, sitting next to him and putting your hand on his. You wish you had words to comfort him more, but after everything that happened in the Ministry of Magic, nothing that would be good enough comes to your mind.

"Do you find me brave yet?" he asks out of the blue.

Startled by the sound of his voice, you don't immediately answer.

"Wh-what do you mean?" you ask back, wondering what he even wants to hear.

"Well... I know I will never get to Harry's level, and that I'll never be as appreciated as Hermione, or even the Weasleys," he starts explaining, "but one thing I want is to be worthy of being a Gryffindor. And everyone knows Gryffindors are brave. I was hoping..."

"Okay, stop for a second here," you interrupt him. "So you think you're not brave?"

"I don't see why I wouldn't think that. I'm afraid of everything."

You let out a sigh. Having always seen Neville as one of the bravest people you know, it never crossed your mind he could see himself in a different light.

"If you were afraid of everything, you wouldn't go to the Ministry tonight, would you?"

Neville doesn't answer you, clearly trying to process your words. Taking advantage of his silence, you add:

"Besides, the Sorting Hat would have made a different choice if you weren't brave enough to be a Gryffindor. And yet you are one."

"Are you trying to say you do find me brave?" he finally speaks again.

"Of course, silly! I never doubted that."

A soft smile lightens up his face and you're sure he believed you. Knowing how much you must've helped him, you start feeling a little better yourself.

It's been a long night, the night that's just a beginning of tough times, but this conversation made it a little bit more bearable.

[tealeafgrimm]

hii againn!! if requests are still open, could i have a adult neville longbottom and adult reader (theyre both professors) who start out disliking each other but gradually fall in love?? and the students love to tease them about the other all the time and its hilarious?? plus points if neville is confident and smirky bcs most fics potray him as nervous and all?? Thanks!!

Prof!Neville Longbottom x Prof!Reader

Words: 1.6k

A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long. I had great difficulty with this one and to be honest it isn't my best work, but I hope you still enjoy it. Also I started a new job about a month ago and my time to write is very limited. So just know, that if you request something I will eventually get to it, but I can't promise you it will be anytime soon.

It felt strange to walk down the empty corridors. You had never been here before the start of the new school year. The castle seemed even bigger than usual, the silence almost oppressive. You had hesitated when McGonagall had asked you if you wanted to take the job as Herbology teacher, but now that you were finally here, you could hardly wait. Professor Sprout had truly earned her retirement.

You stopped in front of the statue, behind which you knew the stairway to the headmaster's office was hidden. You gave the password and began to climb the stone steps.

"Come in," the familiar voice sounded and you entered the large office.

"Hello Professor I wanted to...", you paused in your sentence "...report for duty." You were not alone. Next to Professor McGonagall stood a young man, whom you could only identify as Neville Longbottom after a closer look.

You hadn't seen Neville since you left school. Surprised, you looked from one to the other, not sure what exactly to say or do.

"Ah Y/N, I've been waiting for you. As I explained to Neville here as well, there was a bit of an overlap, I'm afraid. One of the owls was so late that I sent a second one out. And...then you both accepted, so you were both hired as Herbology professors." You had never seen Professor McGonagall so distraught. She was blushing and you could see how uncomfortable she was with the whole situation.

"I thought...you might be able to share classes. This year we are expecting more new students than ever before. The classes will be unusually full, so it won't hurt to have two professors in one lesson. Especially if the position is newly filled." You didn't know what to say to that. And neither, it seemed, did Neville. Professor McGonagall knew how to take advantage of your speechlessness. She clapped her hands, looked from one to the other and smiled.

"Great, now that that's settled, I'll let you go. Get your offices and rooms set up and I'll see you at the Welcoming Feast tomorrow." With that she gently but firmly pushed you both out of her office. Wordlessly you descended the stairs.

You didn't know what to think, what to feel or what to say. Holding class with Neville Longbottom was the last thing you wanted to do.

Normally you would say that you were a very nice, sociable and open-minded person. And you got on well with most of the people in your life. Neville was not one of them. Quite the opposite. There was an abysmal mutual dislike between you that had begun in your third year.

You couldn't say exactly when or why. You just didn't like each other. Probably it had something to do with the fact that you had been the two best in your year in Herbology, which had sparked off a real competition between you.

On the other hand, you were both older now and wasn't it time to leave the past and the old feelings behind you?

"I can't wait to hear the kids say that my teaching is a hundred times better." This statement snapped you abruptly out of your thoughts.

"I'm sorry, what?" Had you heard right? Neville looked at you with a sneer.

"Oh come on, we both know which one of us will do the better lessons. Me."

Your blood began to boil. Had you really considered jumping over your shadow for even a second?

"Well, we'll see about that. But don't be sad if none of the students will listen to you or talk to you. It's only because they'll be more focused on MY lessons," you replied, hissing, turning and walking towards your assigned chambers, robes billowing.

~~~

If you thought teaching together with Longbottom would be hell, you weren't mistaken. It was an absolute nightmare. From the first second, your old competition was reignited. Only now it was no longer about which of you got the better grade, but about who taught the children more and which of them was better liked.

Moreover, you had started blaming each other for everything that went wrong in class.

"And make sure your earmuffs are on properly. I don't want to carry anyone to the hospital wing." You rolled your eyes at Neville's comment. In a way that only he could see you had, of course.

It didn't take long. Already on the second Mandrake, one of the Slytherins toppled over backwards.

"You did a great job Longbottom," you grumbled as you rushed past him to the boy.

"Why is this my fault now? You're just as responsible for the children," he whispered in a heated tone as he knelt beside you to help the boy.

"This was your lesson, so it's your responsibility to make sure they have their earmuffs on properly before it starts."

"As far as I know, this is YOUR class too, and you don't seem to have noticed either!"

With a final death glare, you summoned a cot to take the still fainting student to Madam Pomfrey.

~~~

But if you thought that was the worst of it, you didn't reckon with your students. They quickly realised that you and Neville didn't like each other very much, and they had fun egging you on.

"But Professor Longbottom told us to do it this way," a Hufflepuff fifth year complained in one of your lessons. You had to pull yourself together not to roll your eyes at her. Half a year had passed since the start of school. Even though you had come to terms with your situation, you were still not friendly with each other. At least it seemed that way, because every time you thought you were making progress, there was some comment that set you off.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Neville stifle a laugh. How you wished you could wipe that smirk off his face. And to make matters worse, by now you had to admit to yourself that you found him attractive. Time and time again you found yourself unconsciously staring after him or thinking about him. Just like now!

"Well, then perhaps Professor Longbottom should look at his book again too. Anyone who can read would see that you do it the way I just showed you. Try it and you'll see it works much better." With these words you went to the next student. To your amusement, you saw the grin disappear from Longbottom's face.

"Don't worry about it, maybe you'll learn someday," you smiled sweetly at him as you walked past him.

How he hated you! Your stupid smile that gave you little dimples. Your sparkling eyes that narrowed as your smile took over your entire face. Your hair that flowed around your face. What was he thinking? He hated you. Abysmally. Most of the time, at least. Much of the time. Sometimes. Admittedly, it got less, but that didn't matter.

~~~

The longer you worked together, the more you had to admit to each other that the other was not quite as bad as you had thought at the beginning. The school year was almost over and your lessons were running more smoothly than ever.

It was the second to last week and Professor McGonagall had called you both in to discuss the next steps to be taken.

"Thank you for coming. As you know, I want to discuss the next steps for the next school year with you. I know that it was not easy for you to structure the lessons in this way. But I must say that your students' grades speak for themselves. We haven't had as many outstanding Herbology students as we have this year for a long time."

"Thank you very much Professor. I think we were able to complement each other quite well after all," you replied to her and Neville beside you nodded in agreement.

"So? We have the following options: Either we leave it at this constellation next year, or we have to decide which of you will give up the job. Professor Binn's class, could also do with a bit of fresh air. If I remember correctly, you Y/N were always very good at History of Magic too?"

"Oh..ehm..yes, but admittedly, I would hate to change jobs. I think our students have become so good because we complement each other well Professor." You had only ever been good at History  of Magic, because you had the ability to memorise things quickly, not because you found it particularly interesting.

"I agree with Y/N. I think we should leave it at that. The students are used to us now and when I remember how hard it was for us to get a new defence teacher every year, I think it would only hurt progress after all."

"All right, if you're so united, I won't interfere." And with that, surprisingly, you were dismissed quicker than you thought.

On the spiral staircase, Neville turned to you.

"You know I saved your neck in there, don't you? She was going to ditch you. You might not be as good as me after all."

"Oh yeah? If it wasn't for me, the class would have been a disaster. Maybe half the students wouldn't have made it to the exams at all because they would have died beforehand. You should thank ME," you replied.

"Would a meal at the Three Broomsticks be thanks enough?"

You stopped abruptly on the bottom landing. Had you really just heard what you thought you had heard?

" Pardon?" you asked him, your eyes wide open.

"I asked if dinner would be enough of a thank you? Tonight?" You hadn't seen Neville blush like that in a long time. Suddenly he reminded you much more of the boy you knew from your school days.

"For a start, perhaps. Eight o'clock and be on time. And don't you dare get dirt on your clothes." With that you strode past him and disappeared around the corner with an idiotic grin.

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Brush of Hands

gif is mine

Thank you to @creativepromptsforwriting for these prompts; Twenty-Fourth Day of Gift-Giving: Twenty-Four Touches. There will be more of these fics to come as they are a work in progress but I hope you like what I have so far

Stanathanxoox

A quick brush of hands, almost unnoticeable – Neville Longbottom x reader

As you raced down the corridor towards the battle you saw your boyfriend of eighteen months running towards you and you smile, catching a glimpse of the scars and bruises that litter his body, for now a reminder that two of you are alive and still in this battle. You come to a quick stop and so does Neville, gently caressing your cheek with his hand before he pushes your fringe behind your ear, placing a gentle kiss on your lips as he murmurs

“I love you my sweet Y/N” before he reaches down and gently brushes your fingers together as he begins to take off again. This small moment that the two of you had shared, it’s enough, it has to be, for you to make it through this fight and to make it back to your boyfriend alive at the end of the battle.

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NEVILLE FRANK LONGBOTTOM

Neville can barely talk to real people, he's shy and clumsy, constantly forgetting everything. Instead, he confides in the garden, talking to the plants while Trevor hops around happily. He'd stay for hours, chatting away until he realizes that he's forgetting something. He rushes inside, having took a glance at the sky and remembering that it was dinner time. Professor sprout comes up to him at dinner, handing him a small green frog. Neville's ears turn red, blushing in embarrassment as he sputters out an apology. After dinner, he'd take a quick trip to the bathroom, missing the crowd of gryffindors entering the common room. Which resulted in him sitting outside, the fat lady berating him as he drifted off to sleep, having forgot the password.

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rules for requesting: ✮ disclaimer: i do not do smut, i can do dark themes such as stalking, etc. requests are open.

draco malfoy melt your heart genre: d. malfoy x fem!oc. best friends to lovers! slow burn! warnings: bullying, violence, kissing, cursing, very bad editing synopsis: as only first years, they know nothing of what's to come. julianna candy thought everything would be normal for her years at hogwarts, but what with meeting draco malfoy, tagging along adventures with harry potter and learning about her parents' history, she couldn't be more wrong. neville longbottom - none yet. george weasley evermore genre: g. weasley x fem!oc. friends to lovers! warnings: none yet. synopsis: if you can't find some common ground with anyone, even with your own twin sister, it can get pretty lonely. it's a good thing for genesis heath that she finds a boy who understands her completely, even with just a few words. ron weasley - none yet.

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I see you do hp X readers do you think you could do Neville X Ravenclaw M! Reader where the reader helps with potions or something :))

Letter Exchange

Part Two

AAAA YES- I love this idea and I love Neville 😭😭

Requested by: Anon

Neville Longbottom x Male!Ravenclaw!Reader

Both Neville and the reader are in their... idk, (coming up with this right now)... 5th year? It doesn't really follow the OG plot so... yeah.

Oh, and it might not be very in-character, but I tried my best.

OH ONE LAST THING- This insinuates Hermione x Pansy because I cherish my headcanons.

I hope you like it!

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(Y/N) walked up to the castle after attending Care of Magical Creatures, deciding to use his free hour to read in the Great Hall. The library was always too crowded this time of day, meaning Madame Pince was extra irritated. So basically an altogether bad situation that (Y/N) wanted to avoid.

He walked into the slightly crowded (though quieter than the library) Hall, making his way towards his table. (Y/N) took off his blue and silver scarf, setting it on the table with his bag before sitting down on the bench. He pulled out a book that his Gryffindor friend, Hermione, had recommended him. It was just for leisure reading, which he was enjoying. Just as he opened to the previously marked page, said Gryffindor friend sat down in front of him.

"Oh, (Y/N), you will not believe what just happened in potions! Snape threatened to use Neville's potion on his toad, Trevor! We all know Neville isn't skilled in potions, so I had to step in to help and got points taken from Gryffindor for 'Speaking out of turn'! Snape is a vile man. Poor Neville," Hermione ranted as she pulled out several course books and blank pieces of parchment. (Y/N) assumed she had been assigned an essay or two.

"Are Neville and Trevor alright?" he asked, eyebrows creasing in concern. He'd never really talked to Neville, but he seemed sweet and definitely didn't deserve Snape's wrath.

"Trevor is, I'm not sure about Neville, though," she answered, dipping her quill in her ink pot.

(Y/N) thought for a moment before pulling a parchment from his own bag, along with a quill and ink. He wrote a letter to Neville and slipped it into an envelope he had. He wrote Neville's name in swirly cursive on the front and slid it over to Hermione, which made her look up from her work.

"What's this?" she asked, picking up the paper and reading the name.

"I was wondering if you could deliver that to Neville the next time you see him?"

"Sure. You have lovely penmanship, by the way," she complimented as she slipped it into her bag.

"Thank you, it took practice." (Y/N) chuckled and returned to his book.

...

Later that night Hermione returned to her common room after splitting off from (Y/N), the two having walked together until they had to part ways. The portrait opened after she gave it the password and she climbed in, searching the filled room for Harry and Ron. She spotted them easily enough, and Neville was conveniently sitting with them.

Hermione approached them as she removed her scarf and put it in her bag, trading it for the letter.

"Hello, boys. Here, Neville, my friend asked me to give this to you," she explained as she held the letter out towards Neville. He seemed surprised as he took it, blinking when he saw his name.

"Wow, I don't think I've ever seen my name written this pretty. Who's your friend?" Neville asked as he traced the letters gently with his finger.

"(Y/N) (L/N) from Ravenclaw."

"Oh, (L/N)! He seems like a nice chap," Ron commented, Harry smiling and nodding in agreement.

"Quiet, though," Harry added.

"Hmm, not really," Hermione disagreed. "You just don't notice him."

Harry and Ron shrugged and the trio walked away, leaving Neville with his letter. He opened it and saw the same handwriting as his name. It was neat yet swirly cursive.

It read:

"Dear Neville,

You probably don't know me, but I'm (Y/N) (L/N) from Ravenclaw. I think we had herbology last year together. You were bloody brilliant in it.

Neville flushed at the compliment, lucky no one was watching him as he read it.

I was talking with Hermione and she told me what happened in potions. Is Trevor okay? I hope he is. I'm also worried for you, Snape can be cruel and you seem to be one of his favorite targets.

Neville flushed deeper- from both embarrassment and endearment. No one payed this much attention to him, much less send him a letter asking how Trevor was and expressing worry for himself.

I would like to help, if you'll let me. I'm almost top of my class in potions and can help you learn. Tutor you, if you will. You can either write back a response or find me. I frequent the library and Quidditch field often, so that's most likely where you'll find me.

Sincerely,

(Y/N) (L/N)

P.S. I'm serious about herbology, I could learn a thing or two from you."

//

Neville just blinked down at the paper he held. The cute Ravenclaw boy just offered to tutor him in potions and noticed his skill in herbology.

He decided he wasn't brave enough to talk to him in person, knowing he would turn into an embarrassing, red, blubbering mess. So he'd write him back.

Neville walked up to his dorm and sat down at the desk he and his dormmates shared. Pulling out a quill and parchment he wrote:

"ᴰᵉᵃʳ ⁽ʸ/ᴺ⁾

ᴹʸ ʰᵃⁿᵈʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱˢⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵉᵃʳˡʸ ᵃˢ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗʳʸ ᵐʸ ᵇᵉˢᵗ.

Neville bit his lip, his face and ears growing red from nerve's.

ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡⁱᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵒⁿ ʰᵉʳᵇᵒˡᵒᵍʸ. ᴵ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵖˡᵃⁿᵗˢ ˢᵒ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜˡᵃˢˢ ᵉᵃˢⁱᵉʳ.

ᵀʳᵉᵛᵒʳ ⁱˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ, ᴴᵉʳᵐⁱᵒⁿᵉ ʰᵉˡᵖᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ, ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ ˢⁿᵃᵖᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐᵃᵈ ᵃᵗ ʰᵉʳ ᶠᵒʳ ⁱᵗ. ᴴᵉ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ. ᴵ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗᵘᵗᵒʳ ᵐᵉ! ᴵ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉˡᵖ ⁱᶠ ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵃˢˢ ᵐʸ ᵉˣᵃᵐˢ ᵗʰⁱˢ ʸᵉᵃʳ. ᵂʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ᴵ ᵈᵒ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱⁿ ʳᵉᵗᵘʳⁿ?

ᴸᵒᵛᵉ, ʸᵒᵘʳˢ ᵀʳᵘˡʸ,

ᴺᵉᵛⁱˡˡᵉ ᴸᵒⁿᵍᵇᵒᵗᵗᵒᵐ

ᴾ.ˢ. ᴹᵃʸᵇᵉ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ʰᵉˡᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱⁿ ʰᵉʳᵇᵒˡᵒᵍʸ?"

//

Neville cast a quick spell to dry the ink, luckily without pulling a Seamus and setting it on fire, and slipped it into an envelope identical to the one (Y/N) sent, seeing as they were the school issued ones. He scribbled (Y/N)'s name over it messily and ran back down to the common room, hoping one of the girl's- or even Hermione herself- were there to receive the message to deliver the letter.

There were still a handful of people in the common room, including Lavender Brown.

"Excuse me, Lavender?" Neville asked, approaching her with the letter nervously clasped in his sweaty hands.

"Neville?" Lavender responded, standing up from the couch she was sitting on.

"Can you give this to Hermione? And please tell her to give it to... the Ravenclaw," Neville asked timidly, not using (Y/N)'s real name so that it wouldn't be traced back to him. The last thing Neville wanted was for (Y/N) to get teased for talking to him.

"Uhm... odd request, but alright. Goodnight, Neville."

"Goodnight, Lavender."

Lavender walked up the stairs to the girl's dorms and Neville prayed that Lavender "Gossip" Brown wouldn't be interested in opening it. Now that he thought about it, maybe he should've waited to give it to Hermione himself the next day. Well, it was too late now.

Riddled with anxiety about the letter, Neville fell into an uneasy sleep. All thoughts went back to the letter that he had safely stored in his case at the end of his bed.

...

"Boo!"

Hermione gasped with wide eyes and held a hand to her chest, her surprised look morphing into a glare.

(Y/N), on the other hand, found the reaction rather amusing.

"You better watch your back, (L/N)," Hermione warned, pointing an accusing finger at him.

"I always do, Granger." (Y/N) winked at her teasingly.

"Oh, by the way, Neville wrote you back." She turned tot he bookshelf in front of her and avoided eye contact as she pretended to browse.

"He did?! Where is it?"

"I'm not sure I should tell you after what you just pulled."

"Please, Hermione! I'll do anything!" (Y/N) dramatically fell to his knees as she loudly whispered, (they were still in a library, he's no animal). His hands clasped in front of his face as he pleadingly looked up at Hermione.

"...Anything?"

"I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" (Y/N) asked rhetorically, looking scared.

"Anything, like... giving me your secret list of muggle book recommendations that you've never let me see?" Hermione smirked as she raised a brow down at him.

(Y/N) hung his head and slowly stood up, revealing his defeated frown.

"Fine," he sighe dout.

"Yes!" Hermione hissed and jumped up and down. The only reason Madame Pince hadn't gotten after them yet was because they were her favorite students, and this was a rare occasion, them being slightly loud. "The letter is in my bag."

(Y/N) quickly walked over to the chair with Hermione's bag hanging off of it, finding the letter easily. He smiled as he saw Neville's nearly unintelligible scrawl spelling his name.

"What are you smiling about?" Hermione asked smugly, sitting down with the book she had successfully found.

"Isn't his handwriting adorable?" His cheesy smile broadened as he flipped the envelope for Hermione to see, sitting down across from her.

"I wouldn't say adorable, exactly Unreadable is a better word..." Hermione grimaced.

"Oh, hush," (Y/N) scolded as he gently opened the envelope, unfolding the paper and letting his eyes fall on the first words. "He even apologizes for it!" he gushed to the frizzy haired girl across from him, who responded with no more than an unimpressed look.

After reading the letter, (Y/N) quickly got the supplies out to respond, taking time to make his handwriting just as pretty as last time.

"Can you-"

"Give this to Neville? I'm not going to be an errand girl-"

"Come on, Hermione. Don't you want that list?" (Y/N) wiggled his eyebrows, trying to convince Hermione to keep exchanging the letters for them.

She rolled her eyes and groaned, but took the letter anyways.

"Thank you~" (Y/N) sugarcoated it but Hermione wasn't complaining.

"Get met hat list and it's no problem."

...

Neville sought Hermione out this time, eager for a response.

"Hermione, did you get anything from (L/N)?" he asked, not even trying to hide his interest.

"You're in luck." Hermione smiled and handed Neville the letter. She knew her closest friend (outside of Harry and Ron) was falling in love with the Gryffindor boy, and she was thrilled it was being reciprocated.

Neville ran up to the dorm, glad it was empty, and opened the letter carefully, as not to damage it.

"Dear Neville,

I'm glad to hear back from you! I am also glad to hear that Trevor remains unharmed.

On the topic of tutoring; you needn't repay me. I am happy to tutor you free of charge. I wouldn't mind hearing about herbology, though. Maybe after our first session we could sit together at lunch and you could tell me about your plants? Only if you'd like to, of course.

Love,

(Y/N) (L/N)

P.S. Meet me in the library on Thursday during free hour before lunch? ♥"

//

Not only had he signed off with "Love", he added a heart at the end. Neville was probably reading too much into it but that didn't stop his heart from racing and his face from heating up. This man was perfect, Neville was sure of it.

"ᴰᵉᵃʳ ⁽ʸ/ᴺ⁾,

ᵀʰᵘʳˢᵈᵃʸ, ᶠʳᵉᵉ ʰᵒᵘʳ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ˡᵘⁿᶜʰ. ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵉⁿ.

ᴸᵒᵛᵉ,

ᴺᵉᵛⁱˡˡᵉ ᴸᵒⁿᵍᵇᵒᵗᵗᵒᵐ

ᴾ.ˢ. ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱˢᵗᵉⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ᵈʳᵒⁿᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐʸ ᵖˡᵃⁿᵗˢ. ♥"

//

Both the heart and the word "Love" seemed hesitant, the lines shaky and the ink faint. Neville wasn't used to being this bold but it felt right. With (Y/N) it felt right.

Neville gave it to Hermione and thanked her after she assured him she'd deliver it the next day.

...

(Y/N) stood by the "potions" shelf, which was coincidentally nearest to the door. He didn't want Neville to walk in, not see him, and assume he'd been pranked.

"(L/N)?" his hesitant voice asked, catching (Y/N)'s attention.

"Neville! Please, call me (Y/N)."

He held out a hand and Neville shook it, both dazed by the comforting feeling it had brought them both.

"Would you like to take a seat? I've collected some books that I think would be helpful."

Neville, was was still trying to shake out of the effect (Y/N)'s voice had on him, nodded and sat down at a nearby table.

"T-thanks," Neville stuttered as he pulled out parchments to take notes on. He wasn't used to this kind of attention.

"It's no problem. Now, if you just tell me where you have the most trouble we can start there." He flashed Neville a reassuring smile, making Neville return it with a more timid one.

...

Soon enough the hour was coming to an end, making (Y/N) sigh in disappointment as he looked away from the clock.

"It seems that lunch time is approaching." He stood and went to check out the books they had studied for Neville, leaving him to scramble his notes together and stand up.

"Can I take you up on your offer?" Neville asked as Madame Pince handed (Y/N) the books. He looked Neville with a kind, but confused stare, seemingly not remembering.

"To, uh... to sit together at lunch and talk about herbology..."

A look of understanding swept across (Y/N)'s face, making a smile appear as he held out the books.

"Of course! Would you like to sit at the Ravenclaw table or your own?"

"Ravenclaw." He didn't need his friends hounding him about the cute boy he was sitting with.

Neville reached out to take the books and their fingers brushed, shivers running up Neville's back while the tips of (Y/N)'s ears turned the faintest shade of red.

"Let's get going, shall we?" (Y/N) gestured to the door, letting Neville take the lead.

...

"Neville has another letter for you," Hermione revealed, the mischievous look on her face putting (Y/N) on edge.

"Really?!" They hadn't spoken since the day before at lunch, when they scheduled the next session for the same time the following week.

"What're you so excited for?"

"Don't be daft, Hermione."

"I want to hear you say it."

"I want you to confess how you feel about Pansy, but we can't all get what we want."

"So you do like Neville!"

"Did you just admit to liking Pansy?"

"What?"

"What?"

Hermione rolled her eyes and slid the paper over to (Y/N), trying to calm the red in her cheeks. He eagerly opened it, excited to add to his growing collection of letters.

"ᴰᵉᵃʳ ⁽ʸ/ᴺ⁾,

ᴵ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ.

ᴵ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸᵉᵈ ˡᵘⁿᶜʰ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʷᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵈᵒ ⁱᵗ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ ˢᵒᵒⁿ.

ᵀʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵃˡˡ ᴵ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ. ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʳᵉᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ᵐʸ ˡᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ.

ᴸᵒᵛᵉ,

ᴺᵉᵛⁱˡˡᵉ ᴸᵒⁿᵍᵇᵒᵗᵗᵒᵐ

ᴾ.ˢ. ᴸᵒᵒᵏ ᵇᵉʰⁱⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ."

//

(Y/N) whipped around and saw a blushing Neville, who seemed amused. Suddenly (Y/N) realized that Neville had heard the whole conversation.

Now it was his turn to be flustered.

End

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Like I said, kinda out of character for Neville, but I enjoyed writing it nonetheless.

I hope you liked it!

-Author Max <3

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Neville's home life

It's well known that hisfamily thought I was a squib. But that didn't really start until he was six or seven or so. Before that he lived with just his Gran. His Great-uncle Algie didn't move in until last summer. Anyway, it was just Augusta and him, and she always wanted him to be proper and do his parents proud. She always talked about them. He didn't really understand why they couldn't be with them or why they were sick… Anyway, he was always being yelled at for not sitting right or eating right. He'd get in trouble for making messes and yelled at when I was clumsy. Of course, then he got nervous and got even clumsier until she'd send him to my room. She was always saying how wonderful his parents were. How powerful and talented and graceful. She wanted him to be like them. She'd say, 'Neville, grow up like your father. Be smart like your mother.' But he couldn't quite meet those standards. I always fell short and she'd look at him with disappointment and say, 'You need to work harder, Neville. Make your parents proud.' he tried really hard to be perfect and the best. He was always tense and worried that he would fail. Then the family began to question his magic. They'd throw things at him, poke him, scare him by creeping into his room at night, but no matter what they did he didn't have any bursts of accidental magic. It got to the point where most of the family wasn't talking to him. He was invisible to everyone except Augusta and Algie. It wasn't long before he just gave up. He just couldn't be as good as they wanted me to be. He was a disappointment and always would be. He accepted it.

Algie saw this and got really mad. He took Neville to the pier. It was almost noon and a storm was coming in. The ocean was really rough. He grabbed Nev and flung him off the pier. He almost died. He remembers thrashing in the water, trying desperately to get to the surface, but he was confused and the water kept flinging me around. He crashed into rocks and the bottom of the ocean. He broke his arm and was bruised all over when someone finally rescued him. He was barely conscious and coughing up all this water. The salt was everywhere; in my eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He couldn't stand the taste of salt in my food for months after that and for a while, couldn't bring himself to get into any body of water. Pools freaked him out.

He probably would have died that day if it weren't for the muggle who saved him. His family just stood there. None of them moved to help him. To them, if hs magic didn't save him, then he didn't deserve to live. Augusta wasn't there. four months later, the incident mentioned on book 1 occurred and Neville became Algie's favorite nephew.

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An Unexpected Order PART 12 - Sirius Black!sister reader

Masterlist

"Should we go for a walk?" Sirius suggests, breaking the silence in the kitchen.

"You aren't allowed out, Sirius." Remus gently reminds him, and Sirius scoffs and changes into a dog. I roll my eyes at my older brother.

"And how exactly are we planning on disguising Regulus?" Remus further pushes Sirius, who wagged his tail to signal that he didn't know.

"Don't worry, I have it handled." Regulus grinned before closing his eyes and turning into a raven. He flew over and perched himself on my shoulder. I glanced at Remus and we both stood to go and fetch our shoes and cloaks so we could leave the house.

"You know, we should summon a lead for Sirius so he doesn't go wandering, I know what he's like." Remus joked as we laced up our boots. I smile.

"We should, you know, let me do it now." I pull my wand out and summon a collar and lead, where they came from is a mystery, I probably shouldn't have summoned them as they could have come from anywhere.

I managed to tackle Sirius down and attach them, with the help of Remus who had to hold down the scraggy dog. Remus took hold of the end of the lead and we left the house. I closed the door behind us and we made our way down the pavement.

We walked in silence for the first five minutes, neither Remus nor I knew what to say to each other. After a while I brought up school, knowing it could trigger a good few conversation topics.

"Have you got any stories from school that I've never heard?" I glance sideways at my boyfriend who had a tight grip on Sirius' lead still.

"One time when we were in our fifth year, James, Sirius and I decided it was a great idea to sneak into Hogsmeade at night. We found a passage that took us to the cellar for the Hogs Head, we then found our way into Honeydukes and we stole some chocolate frogs, liquorice wands, and sugar quills before we made our way back to the castle for the evening. James had an invisibility cloak which made our adventure slightly easier as we were less likely to get caught by someone." Remus laughs, I giggle and Sirius lets out an odd barking sound.

"You sneaky bastards." I shake my head. 

"What about you? What stories have you got from school?" Remus turns to look at me, smiling.

"Sadly, none of my stories are quite as interesting as anything you or Sirius did in school. I was quite boring. I think the most interesting thing I ever did was using the ducklifors jinx on Barty Crouch Jr because he was bullying me for being a blood traitor and was calling me some nasty things so I jinxed him." I smile.

"That was you? You mean to tell me that you're the one that turned Barty Crouch Jr into a duck? After all this time, we've all spent years trying to figure out who did it.  James thought it was some random Gryffindor in the year below us, but it was you?" Remus babbled at me, I grin and blush at his shock.

"Yep, it was me. He really pissed me off and the ducklifors jinx was the first one that came to my mind and so I used it on him. I did lose a few house points and get detention for it, but it was worth it. The entirety of his friend group was really shocked, he then avoided me for the rest of the year out of fear that I'd do it again." I grin.

"I can't believe that. I remember the news of it circulating around the students, but none of us ever caught a name. All we knew was from Dolohov screaming about a 'blood-traitor' having done it, so we had no idea as to who it may have been." 

"Of course it was Dolohov." I scoff, that man pissed me off constantly, being engaged to him was the worst thing ever, those couple of years knowing that I'd soon marry him was agonizing, I hated him.

"Sorry, I forgot how much you hated that dick." Remus put a hand on my shoulder. 

"Have I ever said anything about him?" I ask, Remus shakes his head.

"Well"

*Flashback*

"Y/N, get downstairs now, the family we're engaging you with is here. For Merlin's sake, flatten out your hair, and your dress looks a mess." Mother waved her wand at me, flattening out all the problems with my appearance.

I followed her downstairs to the drawing room, Regulus and our father were already inside with the family. My parents constantly kept reminding me about how lucky I was that someone was willing to marry me considering I'd not been sorted into Slytherin as everyone else had. 

"Stand upright, you must carry yourself properly. Have all these years of being taught how to be a lady not influenced the way you present yourself?" Mum snapped, I stood up straighter and walked into the room.

Antonin Dolohov and his family turned to face me, I felt the blood drain from my face. Surely I can't be engaged to Dolohov? Dolohov was a nasty lad, always picking on younger kids in other houses or even the younger people in his friend group, I'd seen him pick on Regulus and Barty Crouch Jr a fair few times. 

"Mr Dolohov is willing to take your hand in marriage, he and his family are aware of the fact that you're a house traitor and seem to be quite, how do we put it, empathetic with muggle and mudbloods."

"I'm willing to take you and help you adapt to being a pureblood wife. You will see why blood status is extremely important." Antonin takes a step towards me, I go to open my mouth but my mother shoots a glare at me, I have no place to speak as of current.

"Y/N is willing to accept your offer of marriage." My father grins at Antonin. I glance over at Regulus who briefly gives me a look of sympathy before returning to a stony glare. 

I felt trapped, there was nothing I could do to get out of this engagement.

"You two shall marry the winter after you finish Hogwarts, I think the winter wedding would suit you both well." Mrs Dolohov glances between her son and I.

That evening, Antonin and I were sent to a little cottage near Dorset to "get to know each other better". "Imperio." Antonin smirked, I fell into a trance-like state. Hours and hours later, I came back to my senses, I remember absolutely nothing from the period of time that I was under the curse for. Although, there were more cuts along my arms so I assumed that Antonin had used some other curse on me while I was under the Imperius.   

I woke up, Antonin smirked at me from his standing position above me. 

"Welcome back." 

"What have you done?" I screech, only to be met with the cruciatus curse being thrown at me, I let out a howl as the curse continues.

"Your parents were correct, you are weak. Weak and a traitor. You're useless."

*Flashback over*

Remus glanced at me, anger washed over his eyes, Sirius growled and Regulus let out a strangled squark.  

"Y/N, I-I'm so sorry. I can't believe that they treated you like that. It's so disgustingly wrong, the curses, the forced marriage, the everything. I'm so sorry." Remus puts a hand on my shoulder.

I shrug. "It's part of the Black family experience. You follow the rules or you end up like Sirius and I."

We walk back home in complete silence. As soon as we had closed the front door, my brothers both transformed back and pulled me into a hug.

"Y/N, I shouldn't have left you here when I left, I'm so sorry." Sirius says. 

"Someone had to stay, you know that." I whisper.

"I'm still sorry. Our family really suck. I can't believe they forced you into this, and Dolohov, Dolohov is just a disgusting piece of shit. If I ever get my hands on him, then that's that. He's a dead man." Sirius says angrly.

"I'm sorry that I didn't step up to protect you, I was there on the night of your engagement, I should have stood up and done something." Regulus whispers.

"They'd have tortured you." I whisper. 

"And? I always ran, unlike you and Sirius. I was never brave enough to face the consequences of my actions, or face our parents. I should have intervened and helped you, you've always been there to protect me."

We stood in silence for what seemed like forever, all three men had their arms around me.

"I was wondering when you four would arrive home." A voice says from the doorway. "I hope you don't mind that I dropped in, your house elf let me in Miss Black." 

"I need to teach Kreacher to not let that old crackpot in my house." I hiss under my breath, Regulus overhears and holds back a laugh.

Sirius, Remus, Regulus, and I all make our way into the dining room, following Dumbledore and sitting down. After a few moments of silence, I decided to break it, I wanted to know why the fuck Dumbledore thought it was a good idea to show up out of nowhere, especially as I'd made it extremely clear how I felt about him.

"So, Dumbledore, why are you here this time?" I raise an eyebrow, Sirius shoots me a glare and Remus grabs my hand under the table, giving it a squeeze as a sort of signal that he too wanted me to not open my mouth unless necessary, given the last time I dealt with the tosser.

"Firstly, I wish to express my distaste that you all went out for a walk, when Kreacher informed me I wasn't best pleased as Mr Black and Mr Black both know that they're not supposed to be outside, whether in animagus form or not. It's too dangerous and not worth the risk, especially as the more deranged, shall we say, members of your family are out searching for Mr Potter. I'm disappointed in all of you, Mr Lupin and Miss Black should have known better than to have agreed to take you both out." Dumbledore shakes his head disapprovingly at us all.

I went to say something in retaliation but Regulus beat me to it, apologising to Dumbledore and promising it won't happen again. 

"Secondly, I think I may have a way of helping both Mr Blacks in relation to clearing names. I have connections within the Ministry and am planning on using such connections in order to clear your criminal record Sirius, and clear up your supposed death." He turns to Regulus.

"Dumbledore, forgive me for butting in, but surely, it shouldn't be safe to clear them yet? Considering there's a war looming and our family are out for all of us. Sirius is a big target due to his betrayal by having been sorted into Gryffindor as well as people being suspicious as there is n concrete evidence to prove that Sirius didn't betray the Potters even though we all know he didn't. Even Regulus wouldn't be safe, he pretend to die so he didn't have to work for You Know Who, he'd be seen as a traitor to the dark cause and become a big target. Hell, even I'm a big target because of my connection to the Blacks and I was disowned. I bet Dolohov would come for me if he saw me. I'm not willing for both of my brothers to be in any more danger than necessary. Sirius is known to the Death Eaters to be close to Harry, I wouldn't trust them to not do something to him in order to get to Harry. So, I'd rather you didn't clear the until after the war, Professor. I don't know what either of my brothers think, but it isn't safe." 

I look at both of my brothers, in hope that one of them will back me up, I felt Remus squeeze my hand again and I turned to look at him, he smiled slightly then dropped my hand.

"I stand by Y/N on this, sorry Dumbledore. She is right, as much as I'd love my criminal record erased, it isn't safe. All three of us are extremely high on the to-kill list for many of the Death Eaters, I'd say, Dolohov, the Lestranges and the Malfoys would be very happy to get their hands on any of us and kill us. If Regulus and I get to walk free, anything could happen, but being confined here until we are needed is probably the safest option. I don't want to be used by the Death Eaters as a set piece in capturing Harry, it's not fair on anyone and Harry is exactly like James, if he finds out that I could be in danger, you know he'd come straight to try and help me, he wouldn't even think through a plan. He's too much like James." Sirius gives a sad smile.

"I'm going to have to agree with my siblings here, Dumbledore. It's not a good option as of current, it's not doable in the slightest. I thank you for the offer, but no." 

"I understand your concerns, but this truly is a good option, it'd help me out significantly-" Dumbledore starts.

"Oh, so you're only doing this to make you look good? Like everything else that you do? Piss off Dumbledore or else I'll shove that fucking ego of yours up your arse."  I stand up, knocking my chair back in anger, completely disgusted with the man.

"Miss Black-"

"No, I want you out of my house now, you're nothing but an interfering egotistical arsehole. I want you gone now." I snap, Remus carefully stands my chair back up and rises to stand behind me, his arms around my waist preventing me from moving towards Dumbledore.

"Albus, I think it may be best if you leave." Remus said quietly, his grip around my waist tightened.

Dumbledore bowed his head before exiting the room, the kitchen fell silent. The only noise that could be heard was Kreacher scurrying to let Dumbledore out of the house, and the door closing behind the old wizard.

No one said anything for ages, we all stood frozen. Sirius and Regulus were stood at one end of the kitchen with murderous looks on their faces and then Remus remained behind me, although his grip on me loosened ever so slightly.

"I can't believe the audacity that man has." I whisper loud enough for everyone else to make out. Regulus finally breaks his statue-like stance and walks around the table, gently taking me away from Remus. Regulus pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you, Y/N. I would never have stood up to Dumbledore like that-" Regulus starts.

"You would never stand up for yourself anyway, you never did. You always let yourself be pushed down and trodden on by your friends in school. Me or Y/N always stood up for you at home when we were younger. You're too much of a coward to ever stand up for yourself, Regulus." Sirius barked in annoyance.

"Sirius, please, not now." Remus sighs in frustration.

"You may have stood up for me, but you never stood up for yourself against Mum and Dad, you always let them hurt you. You only managed to confidently tell them no and leave because James Potter had all the confidence in the world in rescuing you, but even then, you left Y/N and I to the lions." Regulus rolled his eyes, moving back across the kitchen to our older brother.

"Y/N, why don't you go upstairs while I sort your brothers out? You've had enough stress for one day." Remus presses a kiss to the side of my mouth before crossing the room.

I flee quickly, hearing shouts of anger between my two brothers as I make my way up the stairs, no matter how far away I was, I could hear them clearly, every single word.

Eventually, the house fell silent, the only noise was the patter of feet coming up the stairs and making their way across the landing, stopping right outside of my door.

A timid knock sounded on my door followed by an "It's Remus.

I stood up and opened my door, throwing myself into the werewolf's arms straight away, he pulled me as close as he could to him, kissing the top of my head.

"I don't think they're going to murder each other now." He giggles slightly.

"Thank you, Remus. Honestly, they're a right handful sometimes. They were like this growing up, it got ridiculous sometimes. I'm sure you witnessed some of their arguments in school, they were notorious for hexing and jinxing each other." I look up and peck him on the lips.

"Ah yes, I remember the one time Regulus told Sirius to leave him and Crouch alone, Sirius retaliated by using the jelly-legs jinx on him." Remus smirked.

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"Guys! Kreacher's made dinner!" Regulus called upstairs to us all. Remus and I made our way towards the staircase to be met with Sirius sliding down the bannister. I glance at my boyfriend, both of us seemed to look at each other in despair.

"I could have sworn that he's thirty-seven." I sigh, beginning to walk down the stairs.

"It's Sirius, Y/N. Have you forgotten that he never seems to mature?"

"Good point."

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"Guys! Guys!" Regulus ran into the room.

"Kreacher found a book on magical family trees. Um, I flipped through it and basically, Y/N and Sirius can't be restored onto it unless the person who disowned them forgives them, which id pretty impossible as Mum is dead."

"Fucksake." I roll my eyes, and Sirius snorts.

"Ah well, fuck them. We're still family regardless of what the fancy wallpaper says. Don't worry Y/N, you'll always be my sister, you're just that lucky,"

"You are so full of yourself Sirius."

"You would be too if you looked like me, shame I got all the good genes." Sirius flicked his hair to one side.

"Ever the arrogant drama queen Pads. But I reckon Y/N got the best genes out of everyone." Remus grins, pressing a kiss on the side of my face.

"Don't worry Regulus, you're the hottest Black." Regulus jokingly patted himself on the back.

"And you all say I'm the arrogant one."

"I fucking hate you two." I groan into Remus' shoulder in despair. Both of my brothers have always been extremely dramatic, and even at thirty-seven and thirty-five, they were both ridiculously overdramatic. Living with the both of them was always a struggle, especially when their dramaticness concerned their house differences. Now was no different, they were always trying to be more dramatic than the other, and everything has become a competition with them.

"Nope, you love us a lot. Obviously you love me more as I am the superior brother, but you love us really." Sirius slung his arm around my shoulders.

"Nope, she loves me the most. I am definitely the best brother, she could never love you more than me." 

"Merlin, I'm glad I got estranged from this family, I technically don't have to acknowledge either of you as my brothers." 

"Personally, I think all three of you are overdramatic and I hate all three of you." Remus speaks up.

"Mooooony, my love, my life, my ray of sunshine, my everything, my flame, my world, my toadstool. You could never hate me, you love my sexy ass too much." Sirius presses a kiss to Remus' cheek, Remus wipes it away with the edge of his cloak in mock disgust.

"He quite evidently thinks I'm sexier." Regulus throws himself onto the poor mans knee. Remus looked extremely flsutered and awkward at this point, I felt bad for him but it was so funny.

"I think he thinks I'm the sexiest and the best Black." I grab Remus' face and pull him into a kiss, he kisses me back, his hands going to either side of my cheeks.

"That I do Miss Black. That I do."

A/N: Hey! Sorry it's been so long since I last updated! It's been a hectic summer as I got my A-level results and had to start preparing for University! I'm moving in next week and am so scared but excited.

Lola x

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heyy i love your blog the fics are so cute!!! i wanted to kindly ask you if you could do a fic with neville? i love the way you portray him in your stories. usually others just write him off as sme shy weak boy but you portray him in such a special way, like yes he is shy but theres more to him than just loving plants and being inroverted, and i respect you so much for it. i was wonderng if you could do a big headcanon or fic centering around neville having a crush on the reader or him being the reader's boyfriend? i just miss him sm :(

Hello, dear. Your words made me feel very happy and appreciated, thank you very much. I would love to write more about Neville, he’s a very interesting character. So I’m back from the dead and my multiple months break from writing to give you some of this sweet boy. Thank you again, you’re wonderful <3

Warning: English is not my first language, please excuse any mistakes

Neville Longbottom having a crush on you

-Neville felt like an outcast. He felt that he didn’t fit in with how he was, how he looked, how he behaved, or what he was interested in. He had bad experiences with trying to make friends, let alone trying to find someone that would be special to him. He was rejected, laughed at, and ignored by his peers and he stopped trying to talk to others. He still wanted to have friends, people to like him and respect him but he just feels that won’t happen, that he was a lost cause. So he went on through the years in Hogwarts being only a background character, nothing important.

-Then you showed up. And it was amazing for him. You were amazing.

-When Neville noticed you and you noticed him it felt like something finally clicked, that something finally happened in his life, that he wasn’t alone anymore. He felt like a person, someone with will and importance. You made yourself memorable to him by just being a good person, by being a friend and someone who didn’t see him as a joke. He was overjoyed. He felt like he had something that could make people like him. You made him feel like he was nice, like he was good and worth everything wonderful. He finally had a friend.

-But after some time of you being friends, of you two talking about your interests without any judgment, you making gifts to each other, you making efforts for each other, spending your time together, Neville had a realization to make. He loved you, he liked you and he wanted to be the reason you keep on smiling. He was terrified at the beginning. He was scared and felt so alone with that thought and feeling of loving you. This changed how he saw your relationship and he felt like that was a bad thing. He started to see you in a different light and it made him feel guilty. He started to notice the way you smiled, the way you looked at him, the way you laughed, the way your hair fell around your face, the way you stood, the way your hands touched things, the way your eyes looked so peaceful when you read or looked at something important. Like him. It was such a wonderful thing to witness your beauty in the simplest things, he loved it. But it made him feel so bad for thinking that way, you’re friends. You’re friends. Nothing more. And maybe he had to accept that fact, maybe he shouldn’t look at you in that way. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe he didn’t deserve to do that.

-Neville was so conflicted with his feelings and thoughts toward you, his days were filled with admiring you quietly, punishing himself for doing that, and then feeling alone and powerless. His mind was focused on you, he was thinking about you. And it wasn’t only the administration, he thought about you and how you’d react to him having those feelings about you, he thought about how he was disrespectful for doing such things. He was sure you’d be angry, upset, sad, embarrassed, disgusted, disappointed if you found out. He was so scared. But he loved you so much. He couldn’t help but smile when he thought of you, when you were near when you complimented him, praised him, noticed him. He loved you. And there was no way in denying it.

-He felt so much love and appreciation for you, he just wanted to cherish you forever, treat you like a god, worship you. He knew he was a bit dramatic in his feelings but he loved you so much he couldn’t help it. He saw you as something pure, wonderful, beautiful, gorgeous, and enchanting, he had to feel this way. He had to give you all the stars in the sky, all the pearls in the ocean, all the sunsets and sunrises. He knew you deserved it. But he didn’t know if he deserved you. And it made him feel miserable in his loving you. He didn’t know what to do.

-But then you showed something that was close to showing romantic feelings toward him as well and Neville got so excited and so happy, but at the same time so scared and nervous. He wanted to tell you how he loved you, he wanted to scream it, he wanted it to pour out of him so you could see it, he wanted to give you his heart. He wanted to say it and it ached him to death. He wanted to let you know. He was so enchanted by the thought of telling you that he got brave enough to tell you, not even thinking if you agreed or not, if you thought of him as weird and embarrassing. He got to tell you.

-One day he run up to you, his eyes wide, his lips parted, his breath coming out heavily from the emotion and adrenaline. He placed his hands on your shoulders, looking at you with a glimpse of something in his eyes that you just caught from time to time. Now it was directed at you and it was visible, he wasn’t trying to hide it anymore. He had to take a moment before he could speak. He didn’t care if anyone was close to seeing, he didn’t care if people were laughing at his emotions, he was here with you and that only made him feel safe. After a moment of him trying to find his words, opening and closing his mouth in hesitation and fear of saying something wrong he finally choked it out.

“I love you.”

It was quiet, shaky, and uncertain but it was said. He said it to you and he was worried. How will you respond? Will you be disgusted like he always imagined? He just realized what he had done to your friendship and that it won’t be the same after this. All that could save this moment was your response. And he was desperate for it.

-He loved you and he loved that you loved him. And it made him the happiest and the most grateful he ever was. He was ready to give you himself and his heart and you wanted it. That was the most beautiful thing to him. He was always overjoyed with you and you were a miracle to him that he’d protect and love to the end of his existence. He was ready to feel loved and appreciated, to be someone’s “one and only”, to be their heart and soul. And he always wanted it to be you.

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Arranged - Harry Potter Royal AU Story

Description: You are the child and heir to your mother and father's kingdom and they are about to wed you off to Prince Draco Malfoy, the heir of his kingdom. You believed he was just like his father, rude and cunning. You don't want anything to do with the Prince, but you have no say in whether you marry him or not. But, what happens when you meet a handsome stranger in the woods? And, conflict arises when you spend more time with the Prince, and he isn't who you believed.

Chapter 1: A Stranger In The Woods

August - Tuesday 9th, 2022

Chapter 2: We Meet Again

August - Thursday 11th, 2022

Chapter 3: So The Planning Begins

August - Saturday 13th, 2022

More to be added...

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Cedric Diggory

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Neville Longbottom

WIP - The Yule Ball

Newt Scamander

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Remus Lupin

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Sirius Black

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Most Crushed on Male Harry Potter Characters: A Study (Version 1)

I was wondering what male characters from Harry Potter (including Hogwarts Legacy and Fantastic Beasts) are the most crushed on. When I couldn’t find anything online that answered my question, I decided to take it into my own hands and research it for myself. I looked at reader-insert fanfics and thirst trap videos on 4 websites (AO3, Tumblr, Wattpad, and TikTok) since I think it’s the most effective way of seeing how many people want to be the focus of a Harry Potter boy’s affection. Here are the results as of August 6, 2023! 

Note: I researched other characters (ex. Matteo Riddle, Charlie Weasley) that weren’t listed here, but some of them didn’t make the cut on any website. I’ve also never seen Fantastic Beasts or played/watched videos of Hogwarts Legacy, so it’s possible that I missed loved characters from those parts of the Harry Potter universe. 

The second version of this study is now out! You can find it here!

*GIF isn't mine

AO3

What I did: I researched how many works are under “(male character)/reader” and “(male character)/you.” The number of works under these tags differed, so the number in parentheses is the higher number of works between those 2 tags. I only counted pairings with at least 300 works.

Results:

Draco Malfoy (1,414 works)

Severus Snape (1,013 works) 

Sirius Black (890 works)

Remus Lupin (817 works) 

Sebastian Sallow (710 works) 

Fred Weasley (698 works) 

George Weasley (627 works)

Harry Potter (401 works) 

James Potter (332 works) 

Newt Scamander (326 works) 

Tom Riddle/Voldemort (316 works) 

Ominis Gaunt (310 works)

Potential problems: I think the AO3 results are the most accurate since for the most part, all reader-insert works are under only 1 name of the character, not something like “Snape/reader” and then “Severus Snape/reader.” However, I did notice that there were sometimes works with 2 characters where 1 character had a relationship with the character, while the other character was in a loveless arranged marriage or some sort of non-con relationship that the author didn’t mean to romanticize. 

TUMBLR

What I did: I researched “(male character) x reader,” “(male character) x you,” and “(male character) x y/n.” The number of followers under these tags sometimes differed, so I recorded the highest number of followers between the 3 tags. I only counted characters that had a reader-insert tag with at least 2k followers. Some characters are tied because Tumblr only shows followers in thousands, not the specific number. 

Results:

Draco Malfoy (13k followers) 

Sirius Black and Remus Lupin (11k followers)

Fred Weasley and James Potter (8k followers)

Newt Scamander and George Weasley (6k followers)

Regulus Black and Tom Riddle (5k followers)

Cedric Diggory and Severus Snape (4k followers)

Theodore Nott and Sebastian Sallow (3k followers)

Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, and Ominis Gaunt (2k followers)

Potential problems: Because Tumblr doesn’t have a set tag for reader-insert works, I had to look up characters under multiple names, like “Remus Lupin x reader” and “Lupin x reader.” I had to exclude Harry’s tags because a lot of the works under those tags were mixed with reader-inserts or other characters. Also, there are probably some thirst photos/GIFs on Tumblr for male characters that aren’t tagged as a reader-insert. 

WATTPAD

What I did: I researched “(male character) x reader,” (male character) x you, and (male character) x y/n. The number of results under these tags sometimes differed, so I recorded the highest number of results between the 3 tags. I only counted characters that had a reader-insert tag with at least 10k results. Some characters are tied because Wattpad doesn’t show the exact number of results. 

Results:

Draco Malfoy (68.5k results) 

Neville Longbottom (53.4k results)

Newt Scamander (50.9k results)

Cedric Diggory (49.3k results) 

Ominis Gaunt (37.5k results) 

Ron Weasley (26.3k results) 

Remus Lupin (19.4k results) 

Sirius Black and James Potter (18.9k results) 

Severus Snape (18.4k results) 

Fred Weasley (15.9k results)

George Weasley (12.8k results)

Theodore Nott (11k results) 

Tom Riddle (10.7k results)

Potential problems: I don’t think these results are very accurate. Because Tumblr doesn’t have a set tag for reader-insert works, I had to look up characters under multiple names, like Remus Lupin x reader and Lupin x reader. I had to exclude Harry again because his results pulled up results for other characters. Similarly, searches for other characters pulled up reader-insert stories written only for a different character. 

TIKTOK

What I did: I looked up “(male character) thirst” on TikTok and filtered the results to show videos in order of highest number of likes to least number of likes. The first video wasn’t necessarily a thirst video of that character, so I had to manually search for the thirst video with the highest number of likes. I only recorded characters where their thirst video with the highest number of likes had at least 10k likes. Some are tied because the same video covered multiple characters. 

Results:

Harry Potter (3m likes)

Newt Scamander (447.6k likes)

Neville Longbottom (295.4k likes)

Dean Thomas (206.9k likes)

Cedric Diggory (131.6k likes)

Fred, Ron, George, and Bill Weasley (123.8k likes)

Draco Malfoy (91.6k likes)

Severus Snape (57.5k likes)

Remus Lupin (21.4k likes )

Lucius Malfoy (21k likes)

Sirius Black and James Potter (17.6k likes)

Potential problems: There were so many problems with finding videos on TikTok that romanticized the character, so I would take the TikTok results with a grain of salt. It was really frustrating to research on TikTok LMAO. I originally just looked up videos with the name of the character, but it took forever to find a thirst video and it was sometimes difficult to tell if it was an actual thirst. For example, there were some edits of Snape that showed him as a kid and a grown-up and it wasn’t clear if the creator was romanticizing him. For this reason, I know that the rankings I listed are most likely inaccurate because there are definitely thirst videos of characters that weren’t labeled as thirst videos. Also, for the results I gave for Harry, I looked up “Harry Potter thirst” and chose the video that @miwallbank duetted and had the most likes. 

COMBINING THE NUMBERS 

For accuracy reasons, I left out the numbers of results from TikTok because I think that my research was inaccurate for the most part. 

Draco Malfoy (approximately 82,914 admirers)

Newt Scamander (approximately 57,226 admirers)

Neville Longbottom (approximately 55,400 admirers)

Cedric Diggory (approximately 53,300 admirers)

Ominis Gaunt (approximately 39,810 admirers)

Remus Lupin (approximately 31,217 admirers)

Sirius Black (approximately 30,790 admirers)

Ron Weasley (approximately 28,300 admirers)

James Potter (approximately 27,232 admirers)

Fred Weasley (approximately 24,598 admirers)

Severus Snape (approximately 23,413 admirers)

George Weasley (approximately 19,427 admirers)

Theodore Nott (approximately 14,000 admirers)

Tom Riddle (approximately 5,316 admirers)

Regulus Black (approximately 5,000 admirers)

Sebastian Sallow (approximately 3,710 admirers)

Do I think these final results are accurate? Most likely not, so take the final results with a grain of salt. Also, these results aren’t necessarily indicative of how much a character is crushed on since there are probably plenty of people who don’t write fanfiction or follow tags on their loved character. I might do this again, but this is what I have for now. Thanks for reading!

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Request Guidelines:

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My Request Rules:

I don’t write smut, but I have no problem with suggestive content and innuendos.

As much as I enjoy writing romantic relationships, platonic ones deserve more love than they’re getting, so don’t hesitate to send requests in if you have them.

An age range for characters isn’t required but would be extremely helpful, particularly for Harry Potter during Hogwarts years.

I will write the following: genderbend characters, queer relationships, monster au, polyamorous relationships, plus size characters and any other conservatively different universe.

I have no issue with trying my hand at transgender and non-binary characters but there’s really only so much I can do as a cisgendered woman; of course, if I offend anyone or mis-concept the matter at hand, let me know and I’ll try my best to fix it with your help.

That being said, I’ll mostly take requests for fem!reader to avoid completely mischaracterising and, therefore, taking the magic out of self-inserting.

I’m posting on Tumblr to gain confidence and push myself out of my comfort zone in the hopes of hopefully publishing my own original book series sometime in the future — just for background info!

Not all requests are doable, requests are exactly as said, requested — not required. An idea that gets your mind churning won’t always get mine. However, I’ll always let you know if that’s case. You’re welcome to send it in again with a note to put it on the back burner in case it inspires me down the line.

I’m not a robot. I have work, hobbies, myself and other people to care about outside of Tumblr and writing. Your requests won’t always be done quickly and it’s likely they won’t always turn out the way you’d imagined, that doesn’t give you the right to take it out on me — be kind or leave.

Formats: Headcanons. Extended Headcanons. Drabbles. One-shots.

Requests are open for:

| x reader |

Addams Family 1991/Addams Family Values 1993. ⤸

• Poly!Morticia x Gomez

Harry Potter. ⤸

• Neville Longbottom

• Luna Lovegood

• Pansy Parkinson

• Poly!Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children. ⤸

• Enoch O’Connor

• Olive Abroholos Elephanta

• Jacob Portman

Twilight. ⤸

• Alice Cullen

• Rosalie Hale

• Jasper Hale

• Emmet Cullen

• Poly!Rosalie x Emmet

• Poly!Alice x Jasper

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Addams Family 1991/Addams Family Values 1993. ⤸

• Wednesday Addams x Joel Glicker (any age)

• Morticia Addams x Gomez Addams (any age)

Harry Potter. ⤸

• Neville Longbottom x Luna Lovegood

• Severus Snape x Wolfstar (any era)

• Seamus Finnigan x Dean Thomas

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