#thedore x reader

[slytherinsrule89]

The product of this lovely request, hope you enjoy :)

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-He will gaslight you so hard

- And of course just flips the blame onto you anyway he can

- Will bring up insecurities that he knows you have and slowly start manipulating you

- If it got to the point where you were threatening to break up with him he’d go all quiet and just watch you yell at him

- After you finish he goes all gentle before pinning you to the bed

- Leaving soft kisses on your stomach and chest telling you all about how you could never survive without him and you’d be left alone

- Even when he’s pumping into you at a fast pace Theo will continue to mumble and grunt about how you’d be nothing without him

- How he gave your life meaning and if it wasn’t for him you’d never be around the people you are today

- Eventually when he pulls out he’ll be all soft and gentle again to mess with your head

- Shushing you quietly while wiping your tears and pushing your hair back

- Telling you how much of a good girl you’re being

- So no matter how many arguments occur, you’re stuck with him cause he ain’t giving you a choice

[mattyriddlesbitch]

Headcanons - Theo is usually really rough, but when he meets a soft shy girlie the first time he has sex w her he's so soft and romantic

STOP! Y'ALL ARE GONNA MAKE ME A THEO GIRLIE!

18+ Minors DNI!

He was so ready to just fuck you like he normally does. Destroy you. Make you cum over and over until you're crying.

But you were so sweet and shy and soft, he couldn't. Not yet, at least. He had to hold back and slow down, be a lot gentler.

Will make you lay down and slowly take off your clothes, kissing along the way to ease you.

Praising you the whole time. Compliments you. Tells you how beautiful you are. Tells you how good you feel. Asks you if you're okay and how it feels. Wants you to talk.

"You are so perfect, cara mia." "You feel so good around me, principessa." "Does that feel good, bella?"

Slow, but deep thrusts. Oh my god. He'll make sure you are feeling every single inch of him as he goes slow.

Holds your hands. Makes you look in his eyes, too.

Will still have you cum a few times. Doesn't wanna overwhelm you, so he's taking his time between each orgasm.

Kissing you EVERYWHERE. All along your face, jaw, neck, chest, stomach, hands, thighs. Might leave hickeys here and there, just to remind you of the night ;)

Aftercare is so nice. Runs you a bath, washes you himself, massages you if you ask(though, he might tease you to beg for it)

So gentle with you. Will have you fall asleep with him, in his clothes, too.

Will repeat it when you wake up if you want to

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[puffleyia]

After Hours || Theodore Nott

Theodore Nott x fem!reader || 2.3k words

Warnings: Unprotected & clothed sex, p-in-v, Theo speaking some Italian (hope the translations are accurate..) yeah, i'm a sucker for that.

Summary: Exams are two weeks time from now. You've made a deliberate effort to steer clear of your boyfriend, Theo. One unfortunate night, he ends up dragging you into an empty classroom and teaches you a lesson worth remembering.

Author's notes: Hellooo, requests are open ! It's a blast writing ab Theo !! I've only gotten back into writing recently after not writing fics for a good while. sorry if i'm slow at churning out fics. I'm busy!

It was roughly two weeks before examinations, and professors have even stopped giving out homework as to focus students’ time on reviewing for their respective subjects. You’ve been studying your ass off in the library day and night, sometimes offering your friends to join in as well. Though, they quickly get bored as they soon offer to do much more interesting things  than studying such as having a go at wizard chess, or exploding snap.

It took a lot of self control not to join them, and it took even more not to just put down your book and see Theo. You had been purposely avoiding him because he would always end up distracting you, one way or another. You always catch him stealing a glance at you, and you would almost squirm at the way he looked at you; severely in discomfort as the tension between you two only continued to rise due to the lack of interaction.

It felt suffocating to say the least, so you even began trying not to even breathe in his direction. Needless to say, the bastard still had his ways. He would sometimes sneak up behind you in the library, as you pore over the shelves, inviting himself in as he grabbed your waist and buried his face in your neck. Another is when he would attempt to ensnare you right after your classes. 

In the end, you always found yourself ending up hiding away in your common room. You would get past him just by the skin of your teeth each time, as he used his cunning words and a dangerous tone that was like poisoned honey.

You thought, or, more like hoped it would be a quiet night tonight, staying up past curfew hours at the library and praying none of the professors nor prefects would catch you. Though perhaps you were too engrossed in Advanced Potion Making to notice the echo of footsteps that slowly grew louder as it drew nearer to you. Your ears simply blanked it out as mere white noise.

It had not even registered yet in your head until you felt an arm wrap around your shoulder, as someone sat beside you. You didn’t need to look to know who it was, as you could see him faintly through your peripherals. “You’ve been so distant lately, amore,” he says, his tone unhappy and laced with a hint of something else you couldn’t quite make out underneath it. 

“Sorry, Theo, I-I’m only trying to focus on the exams at the moment. I mean, not in a bad way but, if I spend time with you, I’ll only end up distracted,” you say, trying to clarify yourself to him. Maybe it would’ve been a good idea to tell him sooner. He sighs, “I guess I’ll just have to–” he gets cut off as you both stiffen at the sound of someone approaching.

He hastily places a firm hand over your mouth, silencing your protests, and shoves your book, notes, and quill into your arms. Before you could object, he then relocates you two into an empty classroom, hastily and skillfully sneaking around the halls to get there. It looked unkempt, and it seemed as if it were not used regularly either. He finally released you from his grasp as you gasped for air. “Theo! What the he–” you say, as he quickly covers your mouth again. “Shh, you’re gonna get us caught, principessa.” He says in a low voice, in a near-whisper before he lets go again. “Ahem,” you clear up your throat before you speak, “I-I believe I should get going, Theo.” He furrows his brows at that, frowning slightly. You head towards the classroom’s door, before he grabs you by the waist from behind and pulls you in.

“Who said you were leaving, hm? Are you trying to avoid me again?” He says, as he moved the both of you to sit on one of the chairs. You remain in his arms, unable to get out despite your attempts to wiggle out and you end up on his lap. “Theo.” You say firmly, trying to assert yourself to let him know you really are serious about studying. “Mm, fine, since you’re so stubborn. Tell you what, how about I study with you?” He says suggestively, his voice making you feel things you were not supposed to. Not right now at least.

“Really?” You say skeptically, raising an eyebrow. You place your stuff down, with a dull thud as it is placed on the table. Sounding slightly annoyed, he says, “What's with the attitude, hm? Are you doubting me?” “F-fine, then,” you hesitantly agree, knowing he’s got you exactly where he wants to be. Alone with him.

“Brava ragazza,” he says, as he rests his head on your shoulder whilst flipping open your book. You can not help but faintly squeeze your thighs together, you didn’t know most of the time what he was saying when he spoke to you in Italian, but you found it incredibly hot when he did. Your actions do not go unnoticed by him, though he was not going to do anything yet. You pick up your quill, your eyebrows knitting together as you attempt to focus on taking your notes. 

“Tell you what, I’ll ask you a few questions to help you. If you get it right, I won’t do anything. If you don't…” He says, his voice trailing off as he does not continue what he was going to say, though the timbre in his voice gave enough implication. You gulp and nod, your throat bobbing as you swallow. You knew you did not really have much of a say, Theo’s done a good job of cornering you. Not to mention the fact he knew you were slightly struggling with potions, too.

“Right then, amore, can you tell me how Golpalott’s Third Law influences the effectiveness and stability of potions?” He asked amusedly, his foot tapping the floor rhythmically. “Uhm,” you say, muttering in an attempt to answer, “Uh, well, it’s... um, when you have a potion with, uh, lots of different poisons, right? So, um, the antidote... it's not just, um, the sum of... wait, no, it's more than that! Yeah, um…” You begin feeling your mouth go dry as the tension in the room fills the air. You feel your heart thump loudly against your ribcage.

“It’s when you have multiple poisons mixed together in a potion, the antidote needs to be more potent or comprehensive to counteract their combined effects.” He says, cockily smirking as he corrects you. Your breath hitches as he takes off your robes and his, tossing it aside as he hikes up your skirt and gropes you. “Theo!” You gasp at his actions. He buries his face on the crook of your neck, as he breathed in your scent before he began kissing it.

“Cazzo,” he mumbles before he spat out another question, “What are the common ingredients and methods used to counteract the effects of different poisons?” You feel the tent in his pants growing, his cock pressing against your clothed cunt. “I–” You manage to get out before biting your lip, stifling a moan. You had reviewed this, but lust simply clouded your mind for you to formulate a cohesive answer.

“Um, er.. D-dittany, for uhm, venom,” you say, as Theo continued teasing you, grinding his hips upwards so that you could feel his dick. You moan at the friction on your pussy, feeling your panties get wet. “I..” You slur, unable to say anything further. “Cockdrunk already, cara mia?” He lets out a guttural laugh, bending you over the table and grabbing your hips roughly as he continues grinding his cock on your pussy. 

“Don’t forget, Bezoar, for example–” he grunts, “–is a stone found in the stomach of certain magical creatures like goats. It's known for its ability to neutralise many poisons when ingested. Then there's the Antidote to Common Poisons…” He corrects you, adding more strings of information you probably needed. Though, it was not as if you were paying attention, as you were moving your hips hungrily back onto his dick, only being separated by thin fabric. 

“Merda, might as well just fuck you if you keep getting my questions wrong, principessa.” He says, his voice dangerously low as you hear the clink of his belt unbuckling and the distinct sound of his fly unzipping. You look over your shoulder, watching him intently as he pulls down his dark grey boxers and frees his cock. “Theo, please,” you whine, as he smacks your ass and pushes your panties aside. “I thought you were too busy studying? Maybe I should just leave you to that,” he teases you, tapping his dick on your cunt and rubbing it in between your folds.

“No, please,” you plead, and desperately you pressed yourself onto his cock. “Beg, cara mia,” he husked condescendingly, enjoying humiliating you as he continued teasing your wet pussy. “Please, mmhn–” you moan, “I’m sorry, Theo. I-I need it, please, need your cock,” you whimper, flushed from embarrassment as he finally slipped the tip inside you. He pressed inside, at a gruellingly slow pace. 

“Cazzo, una puttana così sporca, aren’t you huh?” You could not place your finger on a single word he said in Italian, but your pussy definitely could. He groaned loudly as he grew impatient, shoving the rest of his dick into you. His groin pressed flush against your ass. You moaned loudly at that, and with a swift motion, he reached out and clamped his hand over your mouth. “Shh, cara mia,” he whispers sultrily in your ear as he quickly silences you, unwilling for the both of you to get caught.

You let out a few muffled sounds against his hand as he began thrusting into you, slowly drawing out his cock as he slammed it back into you with such force that the table beneath you shook. “Such a slut aren’t you? Merda,” He rasped as he uncovers your mouth, “yes!” you say, as he’s eliciting vulgar moans from you each time he fucked his dick back in.

He slithered his hand down onto your pussy, rubbing your clit. He leans in, grunting, as he kisses your nape. He sucks on your neck, trailing down to your back, leaving red marks as he sealed each one afterwards with a kiss. “Ti senti così maledettamente bene, amore,” he groaned, only setting his pace rougher as he hit a particularly deep spot inside you, hitting your cervix. 

“Oh fuck, Theo,” you whine, as you tried to remain as quiet as you could. Your hands firmly grip onto the edges of the table, your nails digging into it, as he fucks you into oblivion. Tears brim at your eyes, as close them shut. Some teardrops cling onto your pretty lashes, and some flow down your cheek, falling down, staining the pages of your book. He loved watching you cry in pleasure, observing your expressions as he drove himself into you.

He loomed over you, using a hand to cup your jaw to force your head to look up at his face. “Open your mouth, cara mia.” He said, an authoritative tone that rolled off his tongue like butter. You oblige, parting your lips, your tongue lolling out as you do. He spits in your mouth, the hand holding your chin clamping your jaw shut afterwards . “Swallow.”

You do as he says, swallowing his spit as he lets go of your jaw and your head hangs down soon after. With that, he fucks you rougher, his pace frantic. You become nothing short of a moaning mess, he returns his hand to your clit and strokes it rhythmically in time with his thrusts. You let out small whimpers and whines as you feel hazy and drunk on his cock. 

Theo, in an intoxicated trance, mutters a string of curses and praises in Italian. You cry out his name in ecstasy with every jab at your sweet spot as he ploughs into you. You feel a familiar warmth pooling at your stomach, only feeling more pleasurable by the second. “Theo, m’gonna cum, T-Theo,” you babble almost incoherently. He leans in briefly, and in a gravelly tone, “Cum on my cock, cara mia.” He says, letting his breath trickle down your neck.

Spasming around him, you dissolve into pleasure as you see stars. You selfishly clench around his dick, as if you wanted to milk him dry. Cumming all over his cock, you quite literally bury your face into your book, in an attempt to muffle the loud moan you let out as you do. 

His thrusts grow languid and sloppy, hips stuttering unrhythmically as his climax nears. “Want me to cum inside you, principessa?” He husked, now digging his fingers into your hips as he chased his high. “Yes, yes, mhn–” you chant, unable to think straight. “Theo, please,” you pleaded. 

With one final thrust, he groans loudly and buries himself fully inside you and stuffs your pussy with his cum. You felt his cock pulsing inside you, both of you panting as he rode out his orgasm. “Fuck, atta girl,” he says breathily, praising you as he pulls out of your cunt. He watches as you softly moan as you feel white globs of cum trickle out of your folds, dripping down your thighs.

He hastily tucks his cock back into his pants, pulling your skirt back in place as he walks (more like carries) you back to your common room that night before he headed back to his. Well, it was safe to say you definitely got nothing done that night, though he makes it up to you the following afternoon by actually helping you study with potions.

[riddlessecretss]

I CAN’T WITH THIS PHOTO 😭

Slytherin boys react: Aftercare

Tom Riddle:

• “Come have a shower with me.”

• Forhead kisses.

• Washes your hair and grabs your ass.

• Rubbing lotion on you seductively>>.

• More rounds after the shower.

Mattheo Riddle:

• “Wanna go again?”

• Neck kisses.

• Eating you out.

• Chill in the bath while massaging your tits.

• Lying in bed, fingering you.

Theodore Nott:

• “Are you feeling okay baby?”

• Pecs on the lips.

• Washes you in the shower because of your legs.

• Worships you.

• Gives you head rubs, reads to you in bed.

Lorenzo Berkshire:

• “I love you y/n”

• Chest kisses.

• MUNCH!

• Cuddles you in bed.

• Hugs your waist to help you go sleep.

Draco Malfoy:

• “You look beautiful babe.”

• Thigh kisses.

• Constant kisses in your bathtub.

• Teasing you in bed.

• Sleeps on your tummy while you massage his head.

Blaise Zabini:

• “You make me feel so good honey.”

• Tit kisses.

• Hickeys in the shower.

• Kisses like he’s obcessed.

• Lets you sleep in between his legs.

Thank you guys so much for reading again and for all the support, i had a lot to do today so i will post part two of “My dorm room dalliance- part 1” tommorow at 10.00 czech republic time. Navaiah 🤍

[deadghosy]

Hiii

Could you write slytherin with plus size reader who is insecure? (Strech marks, belly, big thighs etc)

If you're comfortable writting it if not feel free to ignore 🖤

𝐒𝐋𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐙𝐄!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

A/N: now I’m not plus size, so I hope I wrote this well. And OF COURSE I FEEL COMFORTABLE TO WRITE THIS! I have stretch marks and big thighs myself, and wear them with pride and I hope others can too also! Love all my plus size followers! 🫶🏾

Edit: idk if you meant a single Slytherin boys or you meant them all 😭 so I’m sorry if this isn’t what you want but I included all the Slytherin boys here. 💗 hope you like them anon!

Tom Riddle

Tom honestly loves your stretch marks

So when you feel insecure about them, he will always tell you stories about these beautiful cracks he seen years ago.

He had hope it made you see your own stretch marks as the cracks he has seen in their own beautiful way

He loves you and your body. You are your own person

Mattheo Riddle

Would fight anyone who made you insecure

But if it was you who made yourself insecure. He’s kissing whatever made you insecure. He loves your body! He loves you!

So please, you being insecure is normal. But it makes him sad how you can’t see how beautiful you are in your own way

"You're perfect the way you are."

Draco Malfoy

Well make anyone’s school life in Hogwarts hell so easily if they try to make you feel bad about your body.

Will always compliment you on the days you feel the worse

He will shut down anyone who dares to speak about your body. Not on his watch any so.

Worships your body as if you raised the stars and moon. He loves you so much

"It's not easy to love yourself when the world seems to be constantly telling you that you're not good enough. But I believe in you." He says kissing your lips.

Blaise Zabini

He makes you lay down when you are insecure, he makes sure he is taking care of you.

He can’t have his baby being all down? No he can’t.

He’s literally making you have a self care day.

"You're beautiful and worthy of love, no matter what others may think or say." He says running his fingers through your hair.

Theodore Nott

Just like Mattheo, he’s beating anyone’s ass that makes you make you uncomfortable about your body

But he literally will kiss the floor on what you walk on. He loves you so much, so if you are insecure he’s kissing your belly and telling how unique you are in your way

He really is smooth and careful of his words

He can’t help but love you all🫶🏾

Lorenzo Berkshire

If you insecure out of now where. He’s immediately doing anything to make you happen all over again

He hates how you stare at your thick thighs with a look in your eyes

He can’t help but lay between your legs and say “squash me, pour all of the negativity onto me” so you just laugh. And you did since it was dumb and stupid. But then you watched a movie. He still watched over you carefully.

He is always comfortable with you. So he hopes you get comfortable in your own body. 💗

[choppedbouquetswhisperedsecrets]

~Caught red handed~

[Part two]

Pairing – Theodore Nott x fem!Gryffindor!reader

Summary – y/n acts as cupid for her friend (which means risking her life or worse getting expelled), but what happens when nothing goes according to plan?

Word Count – 3,552

Warnings – (nothing serious) fluff, swearing (if you count idiot), pangs of jealousy, miscommunication

A/N: idk but this part might be a bit confusing cos of the pov shifts (??) but I hope you survive!!

As you stare at Theodore, who’s clearing a doubt of yours, the thought of his girlfriend suddenly hits you. You feel a wave of emotions as your thought process continues: scared, nervous and then strangely, even jealous, as you wonder who his girlfriend could be.

‘Y/n?’ you hear Theo’s voice and snap out of your daydream, realizing you’ve been staring at him. You feel yourself turn red as a cheeky grin appears on Theo’s face. ‘Sorry, I got distracted,’ you lie and promise yourself to pay full attention to your worksheet. ‘It’s ok. What’s on your mind though?’ he asks, resting his head on his palm while looking at you. Facing him has your body temperature rise up and you maintain eye contact.

‘It’s nothing serious, just stray thoughts,’ you say and look to your worksheet. ‘Should we continue?’ you ask, not looking up at Theo, who sits back straight again. ‘I’m bored; let’s take a break,’ he says and you nod, but still don’t look at him. ‘You know, I was thinking we could do this more,’ you hear Theo say and finally look up. ‘You mean study? Don’t you have enough of that already?’ you groan and hear Theo chuckle, making your heart skip a beat. What is wrong with me?

‘No, not study, I mean hang out.’ You frown. ‘Well I don’t know, Nott,’ you shake your head with a shrug. ‘Someone might not like the idea of us “hanging out”.’ You look down at your worksheet. Why did you feel as if a hole opened in your stomach? ‘Oh, the boys wouldn’t mind. They have too much of me anyways,’ Theo smiles as you shake your head. ‘No, not them.’

Theodore frowns. ‘Your friends would mind? I mean, I guess I can swear an oath to them that I won’t do you any harm?’ Theo chuckles but stops when he sees you glaring at him. He wasn’t wrong though; Ginny and Sophie were among other girls that warned you of Theodore Nott. ‘Sorry,’ he mumbles and you sigh. ‘Why are you so head set on trying to hang out together anyways?’ you shake your head and look at Theo, a bit suspicious. ‘Just because. I enjoy your company…the boys, they can be a bit depressing sometimes,’ Theodore chuckles. ‘Well, I can’t say I’m any better,’ you shrug but Theo shakes his head. ‘Trust me, you’re a thousand times better; just don’t tell the boys I told you that,’ he winks and you almost feel blood dripping down your nose, as you nod at him.

‘Sure, we can…hang out,’ you mumble, turning back to your seat. You can’t deny that butterflies are dancing around in your stomach and you’re grinning from ear to ear.

…..

Three weeks have passed by since yours and Theo’s study session at the library but you’re already close enough to be called friends. Of course the flocks of fan girls don’t like this news, but you don’t see yourself as a threat; if anything, the girls should be worried about Theo’s girlfriend. Just like you are. 

You admit you’ve started to grow fond of Theo. Maybe something more than fond; something more of a crush. You cringed at yourself when you realized a few days back you started developing feelings for Theodore. You never meant for it to happen, of course, but he had the humor and he made you comfortable around him. He was the only crush you felt like you didn’t have to impress because he was genuinely a good person, who knew your worth. But you can’t help feel greedy, and maybe a bit jealous of his girlfriend.

When you realized you liked Theo, you swore yourself to secrecy not to tell anyone. Even Ginny and Sophie. Especially Ginny and Sophie. They weren’t very delighted either when you started becoming close to Theodore (Sophie wasn’t so against the idea; you being around Theo meant she could see Mattheo more often). So you knew you couldn’t risk it. For now, it was all hush-hush, and you were the only one who knew you liked Theodore. It can be lonely sometimes.

To prevent your feelings from growing, you’ve started to ignore Theo these past few days. (But when did such a technique ever work?) If he asked to meet at the library, you would say you were tired. If he asked to meet at the tower, you lied that you had assignments. You were sure he wasn’t bothered because he always had people around him anyways (not to mention his girlfriend); he probably doesn’t even give you a thought.

But even though you didn’t notice, Theodore starts to get worried. And not to mention, self-conscious. He’s literally wondering day and night if he did or said anything wrong for you to abruptly give him the cold shoulder. He even goes to the great length of asking his friends for advice (who thought this was a good idea?).

‘She’s probably playing games with you,’ Mattheo tells a heartbroken Theodore lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling. ‘Mattheo’s right,’ Draco is heard saying, glancing at his pathetically-in-love friend. ‘She might be playing hard to get. In my experience, I-’

‘What experience do you have?’ Theodore asks and Riddle laughs at the retort, looking at a fuming Malfoy. Just then, the door opens, revealing Blaise Zabini who’s confused as to why the three are staring at him. ‘What?’ Blaise shrugs and walks over to a table. ‘Did I interrupt something? Don’t mind me; I was just here to grab something to eat. You wouldn’t happen to have something, would you?’ Blaise quickly catches an apple slice Mattheo throws at him. ‘Just one slice?’ He asks sarcastically. ‘A simple “Thank you, Mattheo, I love you Mattheo,” would do,’ Mattheo shrugs before eating a slice impaled on a knife.

Blaise rolls his eyes. ‘Nott’s having problems with his love life,’ Draco abruptly says and receives a pillow thrown at his face. ‘Ow!’ he groans and chuckles as Theodore glares at him. Blaise raises an eyebrow. ‘Isn’t it that Gryffindor girl? Didn’t the two of you become friends?’ he asks with a bite of his apple slice and Theo groans out loud. ‘She’s ignoring him and our poor Theodore doesn’t know why,’ Draco shakes his head, laughing.

‘I suggest you apologize,’ Zabini says, much to the surprise of the three boys. ‘Apologize? Why? Did Nott do something wrong?’ Mattheo looks over at Theodore, who stares deep in thought at Zabini, who shrugs. ‘From what I know, if a girl starts ignoring you, gets upset at you or fights with you even though you did nothing wrong, she always expects an apology,’ Blaise says expertly and Draco laughs. ‘Since when did you become a love expert?’

‘Its basic knowledge, Malfoy; something I fear you don’t have,’ Blaise retorts and Draco fumes once again, with Mattheo laughing. ‘You’re right; I must have done something to upset her.’ Theo sits upright, his face lighting up. ‘I know just what to do. You’re a genius, Blaise,’ he gets up with a happy smile on his face, clutching Zabini’s face with both his hands. ‘Kiss me and I swear I’ll cut out your tongue,’ Blaise threatens when an excited and happy Theo gets too close for his liking. Theodore lets go, but still happy and yapping away like a dog. ‘I’ll get her chocolates, tons of them; she’s a sweet tooth. Do you think she’ll like flowers? Should I write her an apology letter? What should I apologize about?’ Theo kept asking, anxious but excited. The boys can only look on as they see the state of ecstasy their friend is in and the three share a knowing look at each other before chuckling to themselves.

…..

You and Sophie are walking back to your dorm after lunch, ready for a nap. ‘I haven’t seen you and Nott hang out together much; something happen?’ Sophie asks as she clings onto your arm, tiredly. You shake your head. ‘No…we’re just…busy, that’s all,’ you lie and Sophie nods, not looking at you.

‘How’s Mattheo?’ you ask Sophie, who sighs dreamily as she starts walking straight and lets go of your arm. ‘He’s good.’ Mattheo rejected Sophie proposal but agreed to go out with her once, since she’d already made a reservation at a nice restaurant. ‘We’re taking things slow,’ Sophie says, but her eyes look sad. ‘I promised I wouldn’t cry, you know. If Mattheo rejected me, I mean,’ she shrugs. ‘But I can’t help it.’ You hear a sniffle and pat your friend on her shoulder. ‘It’s ok; you’ll find someone who sees how much you’re worth,’ you try your best to comfort and Sophie just nods, her head hanging low.

‘Anyways,’ she says, looking up straight. ‘I don’t want to talk about it; it’s too depr-’ Sophie pauses mid way, and you follow her eyes to see someone familiar in front of you. No matter how much you try to avoid him, your heart still skips a beat when the two of you meet; your stomach is filled with bats and butterflies whenever you’re caught up in those green eyes. And then there’s always that feeling of nervousness, excitement and ecstasy all wrapped in one enveloping you like a blanket. And those sweaty palms, throat running dry, words not coming out of your vocal chords and just staring at each other.

This goes on forever between the two of you, until Sophie interrupts. ‘I’ll leave the two of you alone,’ she says and slowly walks past Nott, heading for the dorm room. Unbeknownst to you, she gives an encouraging smile to Nott, even risking a small thumbs-up. Theodore notices and smiles softly.

It’s only then that you notice the things in his hands. He has a small but pretty bouquet of flowers on one arm and a small box which, according to your knowledge, is from the best chocolate company and, coincidentally, your favorite. ‘Before you say you’re busy again,’ Theo sighs as he looks at you, desperate. ‘I want to talk. Just for a while; I swear I won’t take much of your time.’

You frown lightly. ‘Theo, you-’ You’re about to blurt out that he can take as much as time as he wants; you wouldn’t care, but you stop yourself before sounding like a creep. ‘Sure. I’m free anyways,’ you say as Theo smiles and you glance at the bouquet and chocolates again. You get a sinking feeling as you realize he could have got that for his girlfriend. Your heart is secretly crying inside, but you manage to stay calm outside.

‘What’s bothering you?’ You ask to start the conversation. ‘Before I start-which, I have a long speech to make; be warned-’ Theo chuckles awkwardly. ‘I wanted to give you this.’ He hands you the bouquet and the box of chocolate. You can only gasp softly as your hands reach out to accept those pretty, precious little gifts you know you’ll cherish. ‘F-for me?’ you stutter as you gaze down at the bouquet. How has a bouquet never looked so prettier? You look up at Theo, who nods. He smiles back at you, content as he sees the huge stupid grin on your face. ‘It was always for you, y/n, everything I did,’ Theo says, much to your surprise and shock.

‘Now, for the speech.’ Theo clears his throat and looks down at a paper he holds in his hands. He glances back at you and then at the paper. He smiles and then slowly, crushes the paper and throws it away. ‘I don’t need a paper to begin, y/n,’ he shrugs, with a soft smile. ‘I figured I want to tell you what’s truly in my heart, and that I don’t need a paper to read from to remember those feelings.’

You swallow as you hear his words, excited but nervous. ‘Y/n, the day I asked you to be my friend was the second best day in my life. You’re amazing, genuine, beautiful on the inside and out and you’re worth so much more than I deserve but I don’t want to lose you, y/n,’ Theo’s voice cracks softly and he comes closer to you. ‘If the purpose of my life means to make you happy, I’d get up every day just to do that; Godric, I’d spend the entire night trying to think of ways to make you happy.’ Theo’s lips twist into a sad smile.

‘I would be lying if I said I don’t think of you day and night, that the thought of you doesn’t make me smile. I can’t get my mind off of you, y/n, and I know that isn’t the way you can tell I’m in love-’ Theo pauses and looks you in the eye. ‘-because it isn’t; it’s not because of the fact that I think about you every day that I amin love with you, no. I mean, I think of my assignments all the time,’ Theo gives a nervous chuckle and earns one from you too.

‘It’s because of the scary fact that you could do anything to me, treat me in any way you’d want, good or bad, and I’d still get butterflies dancing in my stomach when our eyes meet. The fact that you could reject me, leave me for good or never talk to me and walk away but I’d still care about you; my mind would still wander to you and my heart would still yearn for you, because you mean the world to me, y/n; the entire universe. I don’t know if you understand how much power you hold over me, if you’ll ever know how much you mean to me. You might have flaws, y/n, but those flaws are what make you perfect, what makes you beautiful to me. And don’t even get me started on your strengths,’ Theo chuckles softly, and you see a ray of sunlight has fallen on the side of his face. You smile back at him.

‘Y-You’re always there to pick me up when I fall and make me smile, y/n, and you do it so perfectly like no one has been able to before. And you make me want to be a better version of myself, trying to be the best I can be. Just so I can be enough to deserve you.’

Your breath is slowly but surely leaving your body as Theo now towers over you. Your grip on the bouquet tightens and you swallow a little as you look ever so gently into those pools of green. ‘Theo…wh-what are you saying?’ you ask, not wanting to believe this is actually happening. From your experience, good things never happened to you, and if they did, they never lasted so long.

‘What I’m saying, y/n,’ Theo gives a sigh as he looks back at you with a soft gaze. ‘Is that I’ve started to realize, I…I really, really, really, really-’ he smiles and you give a soft smile in return. ‘-really like you.’ You can feel the tears pricking your eyes, but you hold back and instead give a coy smile. ‘So you don’t love me?’ you tease and Theo smiles. ‘I do, y/n, very, very much. But I’m afraid just those three words and eight letters are too small to fit in all my love for you because-’ his voice cracks, his eye falter and he swallows as he pauses, catching his breath. ‘Because…I love you,’ Theo whispers those three words so delicately like he’s holding a new born infant. Your heart has skipped so many beats you’re surprise that you’re still alive.

‘Theo…’ you tilt your head, the tears finally rolling down your cheek. To your surprise, Theodore reaches out for the stray tear and wipes it away. ‘I-I’m sorry, y/n. I didn’t mean for you to cry,’ he says with a frown, concern written all over his face. ‘I understand if you don’t feel the same way, but I thought it best to let you know once and for all. And that ever since we stopped hanging out, I haven’t been myself, y/n. I figured I must have done something to make you upset or feel angry, so I want to apologize.’

You look at Theo, a small smile on your face. ‘Theo…you didn’t do anything wrong. I was only…ignoring you because…well,’ you look up at an anticipating Theo, embarrassed. ‘I thought you had a girlfriend.’ Theodore’s face turns into one of shock and he looks like he’s been shot. ‘A g-girlfriend?’ he stutters and you nod slowly, looking down at the flowers. ‘I thought your girlfriend wouldn’t want us to hang out and stuff, so I started to distance myself from you,’ you say, before you remember the real reason why you’ve been ignoring him.

‘Actually,’ you start, standing straight and looking Theo in the eye, trying to gain some confidence for what you’re about to say. ‘I’m tired of lying to myself, to you and to everyone else. The truth is, Theo, I’ve been ignoring you because…I like you,’ you say and see Theo’s face turn red and he suddenly freezes. ‘I mean, I did think you had a girlfriend, but that isn’t the real reason why I avoided you. I was scared that a person like you wouldn’t like a person like me, and I thought avoiding you would make my feelings go away. But things like that never work out, do they?’ you smile softly at Theo, who’s adoringly staring at you with the prettiest eyes and the most loving smile.

‘I feel comfortable to be me around you, Theo. I have this feeling that you understand me like no one else, that you’re able to figure out things I can’t do myself. And even if you don’t know the answer to any of my problems, you’re willing to do anything to help me. I realized I was always that person: sacrificing myself for others. But I met you, and when I saw there was atleast someone who cared for me, I realized-’ you swallow, hard. ‘-I don’t want to lose you too.’ You rest your head on Theo’s shoulder, the two of you close enough to hear each other’s breaths in the silent hallway. You can hear Theo’s fast heartbeats and with your eyes closed, you find yourself smiling.

‘Does that mean-’

‘I love you.’ You gaze up at Theo, who still manages to be choked up by those small words. ‘And I’ll say it a thousand times more. I’ll shout it from the towers and whisper it into the pillows when I sleep at night, I’ll think of you when I eat, sleep and breath. All just for you, Theodore.’ You finish with a smile and suddenly let out a small yelp as Theo hugs you.

‘And I love you too, y/n,’ Theo whispers into your ear as he’s hugging you, taking in your scent that he’s missed so much. ‘I swear I’m going to spoil you rotten, and treat you the way you deserve to be treated.’ Theo smiles and you look at him with blurry eyes. ‘You’re so sensitive, aren’t you?’ Theo asks and you pout as you let go of him. ‘And a bit hot headed,’ he chuckles, before groaning hard as your fist lands on his arms. You didn’t mean to hurt him; you were only playing. But his groans make you rethink if you’re stronger than you think.

‘Theo!’ you say as he bends away, a look of pain on his face. ‘Quick, I think I’m bruised. Maybe a kiss will cure me,’ Theo says and his pained face suddenly turns into a sly one, a smirk playing on his lips. You glare at him and hit him again, with no regret. Theo chuckles and his arms wrap around your waist, while his eyes are gazing into yours. ‘You said meeting me was the second best day in your life. What’s the first?’ you ask Theo, who smiles dearly.

‘Today. The day I found out the girl I like, likes me back. No, scratch that. The girl I love, loves me back,’ Theo says and you smile affectionately. ‘I want to take you out on proper dates. I’m serious about this, y/n. I don’t want this to be a onetime thing; I’m ready for something serious.’ Theo catches your eye, a solemn look in his face.

‘Aren’t you too young to have already found your life partner? Are you so sure?’ you joke but Theo rolls his eyes, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. ‘I’m sure. Very sure,’ Theo says and as your laugh is dying down, Theo glances at your eyes again, and the atmosphere turns serene as he leans down, your face in his hands, and places a kiss on your forehead, then your cheeks, and finally, your lips. A deep and genuine kiss, which sends pigs running wild in your stomach. You swallow as he pulls away and envelops you into a hug. You take in all his scent that you first smelt the first time you met him.

‘That’s how sure I am,’ Theo whispers and you close your eyes with a smile, knowing you have everything you’ve ever wanted in this world.

A/N: I hope y’all liked reading this. I put in all my blood, sweat and tears for this (figuratively) :) I’m coming up with a lot of inspo, but who knows when I’ll write another one? Haha. Anyways, byee, love you lotsss!!  <3

@helendeath

[itz-mfkn-de]

\\ALL ID EVER WANT// T.N

Warnings- ANGST, (DW there’s is comfort), cussing, implied cheating, smoking, Theodore being a jerk in the beginning, ya that’s it

Summary- You thought he was the love of your life, but maybe in the end you were just young and naive.

(Plsplsplsplspls REQUEST. PLEASEEE. But anyways sorry guys I’m not good at writing angst so this is kinda shitty but I js had rlly bad brain rot abt Theo sooo enjoy.)

You sucked in a deep breath and prayed that when you spoke your voice wouldn't  crack.

"I thought—" it cracked, you quickly cleared your throat. "I thought that I might've actually meant something to you, Nott."

"Oh, amore...don't do that." He said breathlessly. He attempted to step closer to you but for  every step he took forward you took one back. He sighed at your bitterness.

"I have the right to call you whatever I want." You said fiercely.

"Why are you being like this? You've given me no explanation for your anger colomba."  He said with an almost neutral facial expression.

"Oh don't pretend to give a shit about how I feel now. I saw you with her," the venom seeped through your teeth and onto your words, burning your throat as you held back tears.

He stiffened at your words, now understanding where your anger had originated from. The blonde girl now resurfacing in his memory.

And suddenly, just as quickly as he had appeared remorseful, his facial expression hardened.

"Mm, so you did."He muttered, refraining from letting any emotion slip into his words.

You were speechless, he seemed to care more about an imaginary stain on his jacket sleeve than your heart crumbling right before his very eyes.

"So I did? Thats all you have to say? What about us? Theodore, you are my everything," you said, completely dropping the idea of hiding your vulnerability.

He seemed to wince at your words, and you could've sword you saw tears well up in his eyes when he glanced up, but he was quick to avert his gaze.

"Was your everything, Columba. Was. Not anymore." He corrected you. "I don't hold any interest in..using you...anymore principessa."

His voice sounded strained, and as hurtful as his words were, his facial expression made it look like it was hurting him more to say them.

"W—what?" You said as the tears overfilled and poured down your cheeks, "but..but you said you loved me." You said while your head slowly started to hang.

You should've listened to your friends. Everyone said not to fall for his charm, the Italian playboys flirtatious ways.

But you couldn't help yourself.

He made you feel special. He made you feel loved. He protected you and cherished the very ground you walked on, yet here he was...treating you as if you were just another body for him to throw out when he got bored.

Nothing made sense, he had spent so long reassuring you that you were his first and only love, the only one that made him feel. He opened up to you as you did him. He told you he wanted to have a family with you. Now all the sudden he was acting like this.

"I did, didn't I? Sorry for leading you on like that, didn't know you'd think I'd actually be in love with some half-blood." He nearly spat as he continued looking at the ground.

"Half-blood? This—this is about my status?" You mumbled in complete shock.

He didn't answer you as he tucked his hands into his jacket pockets,his green tie reflecting the moons brightness.

Green. Slytherin. You forgot how serious that house was about their blood status. You then recalled the first time you saw theo.

It was your second year, you were just trying to get to your next class when all of the sudden, you saw a small group of Slytherin boys surrounding a smaller ravenclaw boy.

"Filthy muggle! You shouldn't be here." Draco malfoy had spit ruthlessly at the boy. All the Slytherin boys around him were laughing and saying other horrible things to the boy. Except for one, he just stood there spaced out.

That one boy had happened to be Theodore nott.

You brought it up to him years later when you two had become friends and he said he never cared for blood status like his other peers seemed too. You had admired his different view,

Little did you know he would become just like his other peers.

You stood out in the garden, tears pouring down your cheeks and anger seething through your veins.

"Okay. Throw me away like I'm fucking nothing, tell me you hate me, tell me you want me leave and I will." You said  as the clouds above you darkened and the roared with thunder.

He looked at you. This was only the second time tonight he had made eye contact, and Everytime he did, you could've sworn you saw something under his dark cloudy eyes. But alas, you yourself were too consumed by your own feeling to see the ones he hid just beneath his rough exterior.

"I want nothing to do with you, y/n."

Your heart shattered.

The very boy who had been your first everything, your first love, your first kiss, your first. Had just told you he wanted nothing to do with you.

Without a second thought you spun on your heel and nearly jogged to the Hufflepuff dormitories.

Your heart raced as your head pounded, what had changed? When had he changed? Nothing made any sense at all.

All you could think about was how badly you wanted to just get home and cry as hard as you could.

You raced through your dorm hall, counting he doors until you reached your own.

You unlocked your dorm in one swift motion and slammed it behind you. You casted a silencing spell just as quickly as you had shut the door.

You screamed.

You screamed so loud you thought your throat was gonna give out. You slowly slid down against the wall you were leaning against as you continued to cry.

Where did you go from here? Everything you had planned for yourself included Theodore. Everything you did included him. You didn't remember a time when you didn't have him by your side at this school.

You started to piece things together, everything starting to become much clearer.

Even though you and him had been together for about six months, he insisted on not wanting to go official because of How people wouldn't approve. How he would ruin your reputation. Ha, funny to think of that now, simply for the fact that he revealed he was embarrassed of you. He didn't want you to ruin his reputation.

You cried at the realization, the screams no longer coming out.

This continued for some time, eventually you cried yourself to sleep. If you could even call it cry, at that point, there were no tears left to cry.

——

The Slytherin common room was quiet, except for the quiet fire crackling in the mere background.

But Theodore couldn't help but zone it all out.

He sat in the love seat with his legs wide open, his leg bouncing up and down quickly.

Your expression after he had crushed your heart into millions of pieces replayed in his mind for the millionth time that night.

He'd always be so quick to hurt anyone who ever made you hurt, but now that he was the one that had caused you such distress, he couldn't help but be filled with self loathe.

Then he remembered the reason. He had to do it. He had no other choice but to break your heart so you'd never love him again.

You shouldn't love a monster like him.

Especially not after his father had told him about his relation with the dark lord. His family was involved with horrible things, he was Involved with horrible things.

He always thought he deserved better, but he held too much love for you to let you go.

Then he realized what his father had been planning for him. What he had for his future.

He couldn't bring you down with him. You had so many things planned for yourself, you had a life to live. He couldn't bear to see you get dragged down by him.

You. His piccola colomba. His principessa. His mondo. He would rather stay loving you from afar than infect you with his disease. His curse.

He felt the tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at the bracelet on his wrist, the one you had the matching half too. He should've thrown in the fireplace, go ahead and get it over with.

But he could never, for it was all he had left of you and him.

His brain went over the argument again, remembering the blonde girl you had referred too.

That was the girl his father had set him up to marry, the one that he expected him too marry.

She was the ideal wife in his father’s eyes; she was pureblood, top of her class, and a fantastic wizard.

Theodore could've given two shots about any of that, because as long as she wasn't you he'd never love her. He'd never love anyone. Not like he loved you. Not like he breathed for you.

No one could replicate how you held his very existence in your gentle hands.

He let the tears slip past his cheeks, not caring anymore. He had last the one thing he wanted. The only thing he'd ever needed.

He could feel his very heart breaking as he clutched his chest and his face twisted in pain; the pain of losing his Amore.

——

Two weeks had passed since that night. The night you left your heart on the concrete out by the garden.

Your friends were so worried for you, forcing you to leave your dorm after the first three days and you still hadn't left. You were completely and utterly broken.

You forced yourself to attended school, your parents would kill you if you failed over just some boy.

Except he wasn't just some boy. He was the love of your life. He'd always hold that spot, even if he didn't want to anymore.

Everyone was just trying to get to their classes, the hallways filled to the brim with people. You numbed shoulder with a few people, offering them nothing more than a quiet "my bad."

Your shoulders hung low. You had tried your best that morning to put yourself together; you wanted to look somewhat presentable, but everyone knew something had happened. Your baggy eyes and solemn look were a clear tell tale sign of your state.

The passing period was only a short 3 minutes, but usually it felt as if you were given thirty seconds to race to your next class. This time however, it felt more like three hours.

Your feet dragged heavily behind you, your mind somewhere off in the distance.  Class seemed to fly by, the professors words muffled by your thoughts, to be more specific, your lack of thoughts.

It was clear to you, and anybody who knew you on first name basis, you were miserable.

——

"You're a fucking idiot." Pansy sat, mouth ajar and eyes wide open as she listened to Theodore nott.

"No, I'm not. I'm protecting her, I can't let myself ruin her."  He said through gritted teeth, the cigarette in his hand nearly crumbling beneath his grip.

He hadn't smoked since he'd gotten with you, you'd made sure of it. Of course he'd listen to his beautiful girl, anything to make you happy. He turned to the only thing he had without you.

"Salazar save me..Theodore. You aren't protecting shit. She's already ruined, and you did that by leaving her." She nearly spat the words, her expression nothing short of sour. "That girl loved you, she told me every chance she could get. I don't know what weird shit you got going on, but I can tell you that she is the only person who would hold your hand through it."

Theodore stared at the ground, his eyes fixated on the wooden flooring.

He knew she was right. He knew she was hurting more than he'd ever intended. He couldn't help but want to punch the wall next to him, but he decided to refrain from violence.

"I," he paused for a moment, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "I'm so fucking stupid.., ho ferito l'unica persona che amavo veramente." He clutched his head in his hands. (I hurt the only person I truly loved.)

"Yeah. You are. " she said with little to no sympathy in her voice. "You are an idiot, an idiot who needs to fix what he fucked up."

He knew exactly what she meant, but he as unsure if you'd want to see him, unsure if you be okay with letting the man who broke your heart into your dorm.

He remembered all the horrible things he said and could barely hold back the pain that wanted to erupt into his heart. He had to make it right. He had to do it for his sweet girl. His columba. His future.

He gave pansy one last glance and then left the room with no more words exchanged between the two.

——

You sat in front of your mirror, picking at any spot that stuck out on your face.

You had just finished your nightly routine, slowly checking off each box form your nightly ritual. All except one; wallow in self pity, which happened to be your recent favorite.

Your hands stopped their ministrations on your face as you heard a knock on the door. Who'd be here at this hour?

You got up and walked to your door, trying to brainstorm on who it could be, maybe your friends asking for there homework answers, or a prefect doing room checks.

You opened the door ready to greet the person with a smile.

Your heart dropped.

Oh. It was him. Theodore was standing at your door, looking disheveled and frantic.

Your words died in your throat as you suddenly felt helpless.

"Hi." He said without breaking eye contact. You just stared at him unable to respond with confidence.

"Why are you here.?" You said with heartbreak lacing your sorrowful tone.

"I...I know I'm probably the last person you want to see," you wrapped you arms around yourself, attempting to comfort yourself. You stopped yourself from interrupting him and let him continue. "But I..just need to tell you the truth."

You stared at him with a confused expression.

"you've told me more than enough, Nott." Your words came out airy, and high pitched.

"No—no. I have not." He stated while staring into your very soul, stripping you bare.

You looked at him through your eyelashes, holding back every hateful thing you had to say.

"Come inside." You said while sighing deeply. Theodore's eyes shot open with shock, eagerly stepping inside your dorm room.

You stood by your closet door, waiting for him to continue, eyes watery and lips quivering.

"I'm— im so sorry... I thought that-that maybe if I ended things I could protect you. Maybe if I broke your heart you would hate my guts and leave." He sputtered out all his words at once while his voice shook and for the first time since you and him had gotten together, you saw Theodore Nott cry.

"Protect me? What could you possibly be protecting me from by leaving me." You wanted to hold him  and console the boy who had shown you nothing but love, but you couldn't let a few tears break you.

He sighed at your words.

"Amore, I was protecting you from me. I don't deserve you, and I can't let myself intoxicate you. You're too...perfect." He nearly whispered as he took a step closer.

"Dont do that," you said softly "don't say all that..., you told me you were just using me." Your eyes overfilled with tears, a few slipping past your cheek bones.

"I know. I know what I said , and if I could beat myself up for hurting you I would. I thought I was doing the right thing by leaving you, but I was so, so wrong." He explained through a strained voice.

You wiped your face, trying to understand what he was saying. "Theodore im confused, i have loved you ever since third year. I gave you my everything, what made you think you could've scared me off now?" You questioned with your brows furrowed.

He took a deep breath in.

"I'm not—I'm not a good person, Bambina. My family Aren't good people. They want to...hurt people and they're taking me down with them. I couldn't let them take you too, not when you mean the most anyone has ever meant to me, Bella Ragazza."

You let out a shaky sigh as your eyes grew a little wider.

It was silent for a while before you finally figured out what you wanted to say.

"First, it doesn't matter what happens, I will always love you, Theo." You looked him in the eyes with tears streaming down your face and hitting the wooden floors gently.

"Second," you closed your eyes for a moment.

"I want to forgive you so bad, I want to hug and kiss you with so much need, but....im still so hurt and confused." You mumbled while rubbing the sides of your arms.

Theodore wanted to stab himself in the heart for making you cry this much.

"I understand that, colomba. Ask me anything and I will give you nothing but the truth." He stated while taking another step towards you.

"That—that girl. You still were with that girl," you muttered "even if you were protecting me."

His eyes widened for a moment before he gained his composure.

"That was Irene, the girl my father had set me up to marry. She had approached me that day in hopes of getting to know me, and I just blew her off." He claimed.

You looked at him, trying to understand the boy you were in love with. Every time you'd thought you knew everything about him, it somehow became more clear that you didn't at all.

"You don't have to forgive me now, but I need you to know that there is no one after you. Sei e sarai il mio primo ed unico more. I will love you until my heart stops beating, and I will never forgive myself for the way I hurt you over these past few weeks." He stated through voice cracks and small hiccups.

You let a sob rip through you once again.

"I thought I was doing the right thing, but I realize now that I was being selfish. And for that I am eternally sorry." He exclaimed with a gruff voice.

You saw the tears slip past his face, the way he stood with defeat and sorrow pulsing through his body. You couldn’t watch anymore.

You took two large strides towards him and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight embrace. He wasted no time in hugging you back, pressing his lips to your head gently.

He missed you more than he could ever explain in words, your scent alone gave him an unhealthy dose of serotonin.

“I’m so sorry.” He sniffled. You both stood there for awhile, allowing yourselves to make up for missed time.

“I’m so, so sorry, Amore.” He said while pulling you back to look in your eyes.

“I know, Theo. I know.” You reassured him with a soft caress through his curly locks.

He slowly brought his own lips to meet your own, bringing you into a hungry yet gentle kiss.

His lips danced with yours the kiss slowly becoming more than just soft pecks. A sudden surge of heat ran through your body as you slowly pushed him towards your bed.

The back of his knees hit your bed causing him to fall backwards on it, and you wasted no time in straddling him.

His hands secured your hips on his laps as he let his lips wander from your mouth. He showered your neck and collarbone in sloppy kisses.

“Theo..” you moaned out, hands making their way into his hair.

“You deserve so much better than me, colomba.” He groaned imbetween his ministrations on your neck.

You gasped as you felt his hands digging into the fat of your ass.

You then felt a wave of doubt hit you. You remembered how his parents had set him up with that girl, how the whole reason he had ended it was because of his parents; how would everything work out now, it’s not like anything had changed.

“Theodore…your father.” You mumbled as you pulled his head from your neck.

“Dont really think my father is my main issue right now,” he gave you a lopsided grin as you felt the hard on he had been trying to hide under you.

You slapped his chest playfully.

“No, I mean.. he doesn’t want us together. How is everything gonna work out if he’s the reason we couldn’t work in the first place.” You questioned doubtfully.

He looked at your with love lacing his already cloudy eyes, his large hand coming up to play with the hair in your face. He knew exactly in this moment what he was missing his entire life, why he felt so incapable of loving someone. It’s because he hadn’t met you yet.

When his mother died and he saw how little his father cared, he had thought that love wasn’t real. That it was simply just a concept, a mere after thought at most.

But you taught him the truth.

You taught him that love wasn’t just some feeling, it was a person. And for him, that person was you.

“I don’t care about what he wants y/n, because I know what I want. I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I know that I want to be your one and only.” He said breathlessly,

“I know that I want you.”

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𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 & 𝘍𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘩 & 𝘚𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺

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[remusslove]

hii, id recently discover your acc and its so pretty omg 😭😭😭💗💗 so if u can mayb can u make a ff (w theodore nott) with this type of characters (i mean the crybaby!reader and a drugdealer!theodore) pls? ty! 🎀🎀

https://www.tumblr.com/ilovehpandprettywomen/704234413784006657/imagine-crybabyreader-with-drugdealermattheo-and

sorry for the disturb honey, love your content!! 💖💖😋

“Please tell me your coming. I’m about to punch Draco in the fucking face.” Theodore said firmly and your already imagining how tightly he’s gripping the phone.

“Just hold on Theo im getting some snacks.” You said slinging your tote bag full of snacks, water of course. Since Theodore had a bit of a problem with his water intake compared to his weed intake.

“Don’t take too long, love you” he said softly but quietly not wanting to hear mattheos mockery about how his voice changes when he talks to you.

“Love you too theo.” You replied with a giggle before hanging up and walking into the slytherin common room.

He grinned seeing the bright smile on your face making his mood suddenly turning around. “Hey my love” Theodore chimed looking at you with his hooded eyes. It makes it obvious that he’s smoked at least one time this night.

You blushed way too much for your liking as you sat down next to him. You messed with the hem of his sweater that you were wearing, a mix of beige and green stripes with his initials in white.

The boys thanked you profusely for the food and water you brought making you look up to them and mumble “its nothing.” Causing Theodore to chuckle and place a kiss on your head.

[fairyberkshire]

just a facemask, and lowkey imagine doing them with Enzo and Theo! Enzo would get so excited about doing a facemask for sure. I think maybe Theo would be hesitant, obviously doing it for you, but once he put it on he's just like "wait..this is kinda nice..." Definitely because something you do with the two of them in weekends 🤭

[slytherinsrule89]

Toxic!ex-bf!theo who seed sweetheart!reader roaming the halls after a party and pops out of nowhere and offers her a warm smile,coaxing you into his dorm where he sets you on his bed and starts slowly eating you out while mattheo pounds on the door then theo cursing anf having to hide you in his closet while mattheo does whatever he needed to doWhen he leaves,theo apologizes and sits you on his bed while undoing his belt,ignoring your please and wants of sleeping and you spend the night while mattheo is at soem girls dorm!

He probs records it too

I really enjoyed writing this one thank you for the request!!

Smut ahead, read at your own risk ⚠️

Your mind was filled with a pleasant buzz as the alcohol you had settled in. You weren’t entirely sure as to where you were but you weren’t too bothered.

Out of nowhere you felt someone standing in front of you and looked up. It was Theo. You two had dated a while ago but things didn’t work out so you didn’t stay together.

“What are you doing here Theo?” Your words sounded almost droopy from being a bit tipsy, or totally drunk, your mind was too out of it to figure out which one it was.

A warm smile made its way to Theos face. The type of smile that could have you doing anything for him. “Oh nothing, are you drunk bella? You should lay down, come on.”

Despite your weak protests he moved you by your waist. His dorm coincidentally is pretty close to where you were already.

A soft sigh left your mouth when your back hit his comfortable mattress. Your face in the sheets and all you could smell was his cologne and shampoo.

You blinked your eyes open when you felt Theo moving between your thighs. “What are you doing now?” You mumbled hazily.

“Shhh just lay back bella, gonna take care of you so well.”

You felt his hands caressing down your body before pushing your dress up above your hips. Soft kisses being left behind on your thighs.

You squirmed at the touch but he held your hips down and slowly slid down your panties, groaning to himself at the sight.

“Absolutely gorgeous amore mio.” Lifting your hips up a bit he dove in.

Licking and sucking all of your sweet juices without a care. Your mind not only filled with a buzz from the alcohol but now a buzz of pleasure as your hips jolt only to make him try deeper.

His tongue slipped into your hole making you moan out. Feeling him dive his tongue into you while playing with your sensitive clit.

A bagging started on the door along with Mattheos voice. “Theo open the door, I need something, come on!” The quick knocking continued while Theo internally panicked.

Once his mind caught up he picked you up and placed you in the closet quickly shutting the door after telling you to stay quiet.

He opened the door for Mattheo while he did what he needed too. It was only a few minutes later that Mattheo finally left after announcing he was staying at some girls' dorm for the night.

Quickly the closet door was opened up and Theo had you right back in his arms. “I’m sorry mia cara, he’s a prick.”

You were placed right back on the bed gently. When Theo hadn’t joined in a minute you frowned and looked over only to see him setting up his phone.

“What’s that for?” You asked curiosity. He simply brushed it off as nothing but hit record and walked over.

Your eyes fell to where he started undoing his belt. Such elegance that his hands didn’t struggle once and kept your gaze glued to the motion.

“Theo, I’m really tired.” You spoke, your eyes were mid-closing as he walked over only in his boxers and a white tank top.

“It’s okay, I’ll take care of you, just stay awake a little longer. He ignored all your muttered pleas to go to sleep and slipped off his boxers, putting himself in front of you on the bed.

Theo teased your entrance with his tip, spreading your wetness around before he pushed in.

Your eyes rolled back as he bottomed out. Slowly Theodore started building up a pace that only started getting quicker.

“Theooo, I wanna sleeep.” You complained but he shushed you again.

It was only after you both came down from your highs that he pulled out and laid you on his chest.

“Good girl, now you can sleep bella.”

Hope you enjoyed :)

[mattyriddlesbitch]

please please write about theodore nott getting caught by the reader touching himself to her. then absolutely wrenching her in the his dorm. overtimulation. squirting. round after round.

This one was a lot longer than I originally planned, oops, lol.

Just One More

Theodore Nott x F!Reader

Warnings: mention of masturbation, oral(female receiving), squirting, overstimulation, forced orgasms, unprotected sex, creampie

18+ Minors DNI

You and Theodore had gotten assigned for a project together for potions and were working on it in his dorm. You had called it for the day, exhausted and ready to rest after the long school day and hours working on this project with Theo.

You weren’t extremely close with the boy, but that didn’t stop his attempts to flirt with you and joke around with you whenever he did see you. And you had to admit, you may have developed a small crush on him. He was hot and flirted with you, what else could you say?

You said ‘goodbye’ and left his dorm, heading to your own. You noticed once you got there that you had left your textbook in his dorm and figured you’d just grab it real quick.

But as you were about to knock on his door, you could hear faint noises inside. After a second of listening, you realized the noises were moans. Did he have a girl over? It was just his moans you could hear so probably not.

“Oh, (Y/N), cara mia. Fuck.” You heard coming from the other side of the door.

‘(Y/N)’ Was he really moaning your name? Holy shit.

Before you even realized it, you were knocking on the door. You could hear a quiet cuss escape his lips and some shuffling with a louder ‘Hold on’ coming from him. After a moment, the door opened, and Theo leaned against the door frame before his eyes widened when he saw it was you, quickly turning his expression into a calm one with a flirty smirk.

“Cara mia. What are you doing here? Didn’t get enough of me?” He asked as he looked you over.

“Uh, I forgot my textbook. Though, it seems like you were the one who didn’t get enough of me.” You said, giving him a sweet, innocent smile.

His smirk fell. “What are you talking about?” He shifted slightly, clearly nervous now.

“I kinda heard you. You moaned my name. I was only gone for a few minutes, it seems like you barely waited after I left to, uh, you know.” You said, tilting your head.

“How long were you outside my door, bella?” He asked.

“Long enough.” You shrugged.

He looked at you for a few seconds, like he was pondering his next move before pulling you into the room and closing the door behind you.

“Seems to me like you were enjoying listening in.” He said as he backed you up to the bed.

“Well, it was more like I was surprised, especially once I heard my name.” Your legs hit the bed and you fell on it.

“So you didn’t like it?” He leaned down, putting his arms on either side of you to trap you on the bed.

“I didn’t say that.”

“If you wanted, I could show you more of those sounds now.” He lowered his head to your ear as he spoke quietly. “I could show you what I was thinking about doing to you that was making me moan like that.”

“Very tempting.” You said back just as quietly as him. “How should we start?”

“How about we start by getting these clothes off?” He said as he leaned back and helped you out of your clothes, a bit quickly and desperately. “Fucking hell, principessa. You’re fucking gorgeous.” He said before leaning back down to pepper kisses along your neck, trailing up before connecting your lips. The kiss was heated and hasty, like he couldn’t get enough. He nestled between your legs, his hands roaming along your skin, feeling everywhere. One hand traveled lower until he made it to your folds, groaning into the kiss when he felt how wet you were. He teased your entrance, enjoying the whine from your throat as he started pushing two fingers in you, swallowing your moans once he started thrusting them in and out of you.

He parted from your lips and went back to your neck, kissing and licking his way down to your chest before giving your nipples some attention. Your moans were loud now that you weren’t being muffled by his lips, your back arching into his mouth as he licked and sucked at one of your nipples before giving the other the same attention.

“Fuck, Theo!” You moaned. Your hands were gripping at the sheets, the neat fabric getting wrinkled in your grasp.

Theo moaned against your nipple in response, flicking his eyes up to your face to watch your reaction. He used his thumb to find your clit, rubbing circles on it as your eyes rolled back from the pleasure. It didn’t take much before your orgasm washed over you, making you cry out his name and have your body trembling.

He moved his body to bring his mouth onto your clit, his fingers never stopping inside you. The pleasure was starting to get overwhelming as you wrapped your fingers in his hair, cries and gasps leaving your mouth as he licked and sucked at your clit.

“Theo, please! ‘S Too much!” You whined, trying to pull away from him. His free hand stopped you, wrapping around your hips to keep you in place. “Shit! Oh my fuck!” You cried out from the overstimulation, the pleasure on the brink of being pain.

He wasn’t stopping, forcing another orgasm out of you as you cried and clawed at his scalp, which only made him hiss. He kept going, though. Any hopes of him slowing down or stopping were gone, all you could do was plead and cry. He worked you to another orgasm, this one nearly making you black out as it hit you.

“Fucking hell, cara mia. That was perfect. I need you to do that again for me.” He said and you raised your head to look at him, noticing the drenched sheets beneath you.

“What?” You asked, still dazed.

“I made you squirt. And you’re gonna do that again for me.” He smiled before leaning back down to lick at your clit again.

You whimpered and clung to his hair again, body fighting on if it wanted more or less from him. His arm around you wouldn’t let you decide anyways since it kept you from squirming further or closer to him. He easily brought you to another orgasm like he already knew your body. He helped you through it, not even minding that you soaked him again in your cum.

He finally let you go, standing up to push down his pants and chuck off his shirt before settling back between your legs, bringing them over his shoulders as he started easing his cock into you. You and him moaned together as he bottomed out, giving you a moment to adjust before beginning to thrust. “You take me so well, cara mia. Holy shit. You feel better than I ever imagined.”

Your mind was already blank from all the previous orgasms, no way you could respond other than with the moans and whimpers that left your mouth from how sensitive you were.

“Just one more for me, bella. Cum on my cock for me and we’ll be done. I just need it. I need to feel it.” He rambled, his hips pounding into yours, desperately trying to get both of you to cum.

With how sensitive you were, your orgasm came quickly, clenching his cock and sobbing. He praised you, wiping your tears as he helped ride out your orgasm.

“Sorry, principessa. Just one more. Please, just one more. I promise that’s it.” He said as he kept slamming into you, overworking your cunt.

“I can’t-I can’t, Theo! I can’t!” You cried.

“Just one more. I promise. Just give me one more. Fuck, you felt so good cumming around me, I just need to feel it one more time.” He said, gently kissing your leg on his shoulder.

He forced you into another orgasm before he finally came, filling your pussy with his cum.

“It’s okay, cara mia. We’re all done. You did so good for me.” He rested your legs on the bed and cupped your face, pressing soft kisses on your face.

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[puffleyia]

Clandestine || Theodore Nott

Theodore Nott x fem!riddle!reader || 2.2k words

Warnings: fingering, blowjobs, in the room of requirement … The request from anon was y/n riddle x theo so this is what i came up withh !

Summary: Mattheo can not seem to place his finger on what exactly you have been keeping from him. He confides in his best friend, Theo, though he ends up cutting the conversation short due to some urgent matters. (aka, you)

Author's notes: Hi lovelies <33 Requests are open! I'm working already on requests, and so sorry if i don't reply to your requests, i'll reply to them with the actual fic once done. please be patient w me, i'm busy as of late <3

You have always hit it off with your brother’s best friend, Theo. Though at first, you really did not think much of him. It started with small talk whenever you two had ran into each other because of Matt, then it became that you both had found out that you had much more in common than you initially thought. You two often went behind his back, as friends, such as studying in the library together or often just hanging out in general.

You both promised you would keep things secret when you two got together because if Matt would find out Theo ever laid a hand on you, he is definitely throwing his own hands. (okay well, just imagine if your best friend dated your sibling?) The two of you knew how he was protective over you. Though things had quickly escalated between you both from generally acceptable, to ‘Mattheo would probably fucking kill me’ really quick.

Theo is far from a weak man, but he is, he really is and only when it comes to you. How could he not make you his girlfriend? 

…

Theo quickly grounds back himself in place, realising he hadn’t been listening to Matt at all. “...I don’t know, man, I just feel like she’s been hiding something from me—” Matt says as he bites his lip in uncertainty, continuing to go on about you. He would actually pay to see the look on Matt’s face when he finds out that he’s the secret you have been hiding. He just nods and occasionally shoots an ‘okay’, pretending as if he’s still following. 

Though Theo has better things to worry about, his mind drifted off once more at the thought of you. He looks down at his watch, he realises something. Five more minutes, he mutters under his breath. In just a few minutes’ time, he would be heading out of the common room, making some half-assed excuse just to meet you in the room of requirement. Ever since you both had found out about it, no doubt you abused the privacy it gave. 

“–Theo? What’s up? You seem distracted,” Matt asks, his tone tinged with suspicion, as he crosses his arms as he sunk into the couch.

“Yeah, uh, no, I’m fine,” Theo stammers, quickly recollecting himself before speaking again. “Maybe she’s just stressed, Matt, you know that she takes her studies seriously.” He lets the lie roll off his tongue smoothly, as if he weren’t going to rock your shit in a few minutes’ time. “Yeah, you’re right, I guess I’ll just ask her,” Matt sighs as he continues. “I just can’t shake the feeling that something’s off.”

“I’m sure she’s fine, Matt. She can handle herself.” Theo reassures Matt, though a slight pang of guilt hits him. It quickly fades away though as he checks the time. Two minutes. “Sorry to cut this short, Matt. But I just remembered I promised Blaise I’d meet him for something. I’ll be back quick.” He makes an excuse off the top of his head, already standing up and ready to leave. 

“Blaise? Since when are you two having meetings?” Matt roused in doubt, as he quirks up an eyebrow. “Nah, you know, things just come up at the last minute.” Theo replies, but Matt is nothing short of sceptical. “Sure thing, Theo.” He says, “I can wait.” Theo does not bother replying anymore, already rushing out the common room and making his way to the seventh floor, left corridor. His thoughts linger on if Matt actually suspected him.

He quickly forgets everything as he spots you, pacing in circles as you wait for him. You do not seem to notice him, as he sneaks up behind you and firmly places his hands on your shoulders as he says a small ‘boo’. You jolt in shock, quickly turning around. “Oh my God, you scared me,” you place a hand on your chest and sigh in relief. 

“Sorry, amore, got caught up in things. Your brother’s growing suspicious of you, you know.” He says, slightly gritting his teeth, pausing briefly before he continues speaking. “He doesn’t know exactly what, but he thinks you’re not telling him something. I’m not sure if he suspects me.” 

“Nevermind it. He always has his detective hat on when it comes to me.” You sigh and shake your head, saying as you both walk past a certain bit of wall three times. You both watch as the door materialises in front of you, as Theo opens the door for you. “Ladies first,” he says flirtatiously, you smile as you tuck a lock of hair behind your ear.  

It reveals a smaller room than you’d imagine, since Theo was the one incharge of doing this sort of stuff, also usually taking up the responsibility of planning, which means letting yourself be surprised. Huh, so it’s going to be like that today. 

The room was fairly empty, the parchment on the walls a dull brown, a double four-poster bed in the middle and with mahogany nightstands on either side. He wastes no time, pushing you as you fall back onto the plush mattress. “We have to make this fast, Matt thinks I just had to do something real quick with Blaise.” He says with a hint of urgency in his voice as he crawls atop you, leaning in.

His face inches from yours, “is this okay, principessa?” He asks, before doing anything. “Please,” you nod. He spits on his fingers before swiftly connecting your lips together, kissing you passionately. He creeps his hands just underneath your skirt, gliding over the hem of your panties. He does not bother pulling them down, instead just sliding his hands into them as he traces the folds of your pussy.

You moan into the kiss, Theo taking the opportunity to glide his tongue into your mouth. Your tongues intertwine, as he swirls his around yours. He slowly slips two fingers into you as he pulls away from your lips, your breath hitching at the sudden action. His lips brush against your ears letting his breath tickle them, before he gently bites your earlobe. “You like that, cara mia?” He husks sultrily, as he begins to move his fingers.

“Y-yes, mhngg, Theo,” you mewl, letting out a breath you didn't even know you were holding. He languidly strokes his fingers, thrusting them in and out your pussy. “Pretty girl, taking my fingers so well.” He rasps in your ear. Then curling his fingers, hitting your sweet spot, causing you to let out a particularly loud moan. You were burning up, all hot and heavy as you moved your hips back down onto his fingers.

He moves his other hand smoothly up your dress shirt, brazenly skimming under your bra as he cups your breast. He kisses you again, locking your lips together once again. The movement of his finger quickens, as he tugs at your nipples. You continue grinding down even more so on his fingers, chasing release. He goes down to ghost his lips over your neck, sucking at the sensitive flesh as you feel his teeth sink into your skin. 

You throw your head back in pleasure, giving him better access to your neck. He leaves red marks, which will definitely not go unnoticed later on. Albeit Theo doing so many things to you at once made your head feel hazy to think any clearly. You feel a warmth coiling in your stomach, as you hold onto his arm, digging your nails into them as you chase your high. “M’gonna cum,” you cried out, as he only made the manoeuvre of his fingers rougher, hitting your sweet spot over and over without fail. 

“Cum for me, principessa,” he remarked firmly, which sounded like more of an order than anything else. Lust clouds your head, as you slowly feel yourself slip away. Your body reacts on its own, doing whatever it takes for you to climax. Muttering incoherently, your hearing goes muffled and unable to comprehend the small praises Theo voices. You feel a sense of euphoria wash over you as you tighten around his fingers, cumming all over them.

“Good girl,” he says, pulling his fingers out of you and lapping at your slick on them. “I think I have to go, amore,” he stands up, giving you a peck on the forehead as he heads for the door. “Wait,” you say abruptly. Catching up to him, stopping in his tracks just as he was about to leave. You bit your lip in contemplation, as you were not used to being so bold. 

“At least let me suck you off,” you say, puffing it out in one breath, nothing short of awkward as you curl up into a ball internally. Theo is caught off guard by that, but he’s more than happy to comply. He smirks slyly, amused that you were eager to please him, too. “Get on your knees, cara mia,” he commands, and you hastily drop down, kneeling as you look up at him. 

Skillfully, you clamp your teeth down on the zip, feeling the cold metal brush against your tongue. Applying gentle pressure, you coax the zipper of his fly down in a slow, rhythmic motion, teasing him. You palm his hard cock through his boxers as he grunts in response. You press your lips on the edge of the soft fabric, guiding the fabric downward. Releasing his dick from its confines, you flinch as it hits your cheek.

Initially, you begin by taking the base in your hand and giving kitten licks on the tip, occasionally kissing it. You look up at him, watching him groan as he shuts his eyes and furrows his eyebrows when you take the tip of his cock into your mouth. “Cazzo, you’re gonna be the death of me,” he mutters, as you slowly sink your mouth on his dick, your lips stretch to accommodate him. 

“Hurry up,” he huffs, as he grasps your hair firmly with both hands and gives it a good tug, causing you to lurch forward. Your mouth stuffed with his cock, you gag and he watches as tears brim at the corners of your eyes due to sudden action. “That’s it,” he utters, drawing out the syllables as he groans gratifyingly. He loved taking things slow and romantic with you, but this was not the time for it, especially since he had told Matt he would be quick. 

All he needed was to cum, and a good quickie was no stranger to the both of you. (You’ll never forget when he fucked you in the broom cupboard in between classes.) He keeps a firm hold on you, his hands tangled in your soft locks as he starts fucking into your mouth. You let out a few muffled words, tears begin streaming down your cheeks and drool down your chin as you choke when you take his dick down your throat. 

“You look so pretty when you cry, cara mia.” 

He husks, as he trails one of his hands to cup your cheek as he continues thrusting into your mouth. He uses his thumb to wipe away your tears, smirking as he ruins you. You dig your fingers onto his hips, using him as a means for support. “Merda,” he utters out a string of both curses and praises, his thrusts growing more erratic. 

He loved watching you come undone, with your tear-stained face, ruffled hair, swollen lips, and your lipstick smearing all over his dick. Feeling his cock twitch in your mouth, Theo’s hips stutter. “I’m gonna cum, principessa,” he groans. His hips jerk up one last time, spilling his seed down your throat as he lets out a guttural moan. Attempting to swallow, his cum overflows out your mouth as it trickles down your chin.

He pulls his dick out of your mouth, humming in satisfaction. He takes care of you and helps you clean up albeit hurriedly before you two part ways. Turns out you promised your friends you would study with them in the library, and you too were sorely running late.

Making his way back into the common room, Mattheo doesn’t fail to notice Theodore. "Well, look who decided to grace us with his presence. How was your urgent ‘meeting’ with Blaise?" He remarked, almost sounding sarcastic. Theo, looking awfully dishevelled, tries to play it cool. "Oh, you know, just some last-minute…business. Nothing too exciting." Theo kept a nonchalant tone, "yeah, you know how it is, Blaise and I are always on the go." 

Matt’s eyes narrow in suspicion. "Funny, Blaise mentioned he hadn't seen you all day." He says, and then Theo suddenly hears another voice speak. "On the go, huh? Didn't realise you were such a busy man, Theo." Blaise said smugly, smirking with his arms crossed as he leaned on a wall behind Theo. 

He immediately looked behind him, his eyes widening as he hadn’t realised Blaise had been standing there all this time. (Blaise had been concealed by the deceptive alignment of the door and the wall. So when Theo entered, Blaise was standing by the wall adjacent to the end of the hall– if that makes sense.) 

"Seems like you're hiding something, Theo. You've been acting a bit off lately." Matt says nearly too confident for it to be sceptical. "Me? Nah, I'm just tired from all the studying. Speaking of which, I should probably get some rest." Theo shrugs, trying to deflect the topic. "Yeah, rest up for all those secret meetings, right?" Blaise says teasingly.

[riddlessecretss]

Train ride with Mattheo Riddle:

• You CANNOT tell me he would not bombard your phone with selfies.🤣

• Your passcode being his birthday>>

• Fucking him in front of his friends because you two don’t care.

Omg the way he looks in this photo is just majestic.

“Y/nn! Hurry up, I don’t know why you brought that suitcase for this year.”

“I’ve got a dorm to myself this year which means I’ve got more storage. And I’m going to use it.”

He chuckled and helped you with pulling the case up from the platform. “Thank you baby.” You thank him with a kiss on the cheek. You start looking for your assigned seats and get the window and middle seat. Opposite you is Theodore and opposite Mattheo is Tom. You guys lost Tom and Theodore a while back while you were smoking and flirting with Mattheo.

You have a seat but sit on Mattheo’s lap so you can cuddle. You are always tense about the train since your older brother left the school and doesn’t go on the tram anymore. But messing around with Mattheo makes it better.

Theo didn’t get enough sleep last night because he had girls over, of course. He fell asleep first so you decided to take a photo.💀

You and Mattheo couldn’t stop laughing at how mad he looked even when he slept. When you got to know Theo you would learn that he’s probably the sweetest Slytherin out there. But he doesn’t like to show it.

But you were too busy still laughing at him to realise Blaise and Enzo had been editing photos of Tom and Draco. You open your phone to the gc to see these.

Tom👺- That is not funny! Just you fucking wait tonight Lorenzo Berkshire.

Enzo🌺- I take it back!!

Tom👺- Too late.

You- BAHAHA🤣

Draco🌝- I CANTT

Blaise🏋️- Draco don’t think your safe💀

Mattheo❤️- Oh shit😭 the first one is baddd buddy.

Draco🌝- My father will hear about this!

You get tired after all the messing about with Mattheo so you decide to take a nap. Which results in another photo added in the gc.

Enzo🌺- Aww

Theo🇮🇹- And they laughed at me for sleeping!

You wake up from the smell of liquor and w33d. Mattheo passes you the joint. “Thank yo-“

“Any snacks for the remaining journey?”

For three years in a row you and Mattheo buy nearly everything and throw it around the carriage to share. You and Mattheo have taken upon yourselves to be the parents of the group whether your responsible or not is not important. You all get high as you arrive to school.

Dumbledore’s greeting speech is always a bore and you have to sit through all the new first years hat sorting ceremony. Mattheo has got his hand on your thigh the entire time.

“Can you stay quiet for me doll?” You nod as he slides his hand up and reaches under your skirt. You try and keep a straight face while Mattheo’s hand is on your pussy. He starts rubbing your clothed cunt and eventually speeds up. Before you get to cum Mattheo moves his hand away. Tease. You take a drink to help you cool down. His hand starts to creep back as the boys share a few sniggers in the new years crying over their hogwarts house.

His hand gets higher than before as he sneaks a finger in and curls up to hit your g-spot. A squeal leaves your mouth as you cover your mouth, luckily no-one heard. Mattheo adds two fingers as he adds, “You can be as loud as you want tonight.” You smirk as you remember your good luck tradition to make the room more welcoming is to fuck on the first night.

You squirm under his touch and it isn’t long until you cum in his hand. He hold eye contact as he licks his fingers.

“We have got a new student joining the 12th year!” Dumbledore announces as you all turn your head. The brunette walks up to the hat and already looks like fun, you wanna be her friend.

“SLYTHERIN!”🗣️🗣️

It’s late because I fell asleep. Enjoy and i will prolly make this a series. If I re log a post go and show them some love because these peoples works are impressive! Tyy for nearly 300 likes on a post! Navaiah💝

[deadghosy]

theo being your yandere best friend?

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𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝.

Warning: toxicity, mentions of self harm, possessiveness a bit, manipulation.

Always getting aggressive when someone he deems to threaten the friendship between you two tries to talk to you…

Always forcing you to give him your attention 24/7. Always making sure you don’t make new friends, even his own friends aren’t allowed to talk to you.

Mumbling things in his native language about heinous acts he would do to force you to be his friend. He knows you can’t really understand him.

Lovebombing is on the table. Showers you with affection and gifts in a friendly manner of course. But if you do something that ticks him off. Except silent treatment, he wants you to suffer internally and think you almost break the friendship.

Will literally murder people who don’t take his warning seriously about how you “can’t have any other friends than him.”

Has poisoned a student once when they tried to drug you during a party. He may be a toxic and possessive friend, but he’s a great savior. So he guilt trips you into thinking he’s the only knight you need.

He will always force you and manipulate you to cancel your plans you had ready with your friends. If you even have any.

Who drags you away from talking to people so easily it’s like a game of chase. Only that it’s not a game. It’s real.

Theodore as your yandere best friend who has threatened to kill himself for you to show up to his dorm as he was just chilling. Acting as if he wasn’t claiming to harm himself over you.

Gaslighting and paying people to leave you alone. Even making fake rumors so you can cry on his shoulder. He’s the only friend you need.

So good luck getting rid of him, cause you can’t. He’s always there ready to cage you in his hands.

[profeyandere]

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