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winterssecrett · 3 months

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SECRET KISSES | PANSY PÁRKINSON

ღ Sighs gasps, and soft moans could be heard from one of the stalls in the girls' bathroom. Y/n had Pansy against one of the walls while she left kisses and licks on the exposed skin of her pale neck, her right hand was lost between the girl's legs, deliciously playing with her needed button.

"Fuck, Y/n," Pansy moaned, throwing her head back

Her legs were spread and her panties were pushed to one side, giving her full access to her girl. Y/n's fingers were doing wonders in her pussy, one playing with her clit while two others moved in and out of her wet hole.

Y/n smiled when she saw her so desperate. "Is this what you needed? You just had to talk love, there was no need to act like a brat all-day”

Hearing her, Pansy whined, although she had been upset all morning by the little attention she had received from the girl, she would never admit it in front of her. They were not girlfriends and no one had any idea what was happening between them, but even so, there was no lack of scenes of jealousy.

Y/n sped up her movements and Pansy let the moans fall freely from her mouth.

“That's it doll, let everyone hear you, that's what you want right? Let everyone know that you are mine”

“Fuck, yes! Don't stop, please don't stop”

Y/n brought their lips together to try and keep her quiet, while she continued fucking her with her fingers. Pansy started to move her hips trying to match her movements and create more friction for herself.

“You close, doll? You're gonna come on my fingers like a needy slut?”

The dirty talk did it for her because right after Y/n finished her sentence the black-haired girl arched her back and gripped tightly Y/n’s body against her. Her legs were shaky and her body felt limp, she was fucking fucked out.

Leaving one last kiss on her lips, Y/n pulled out her fingers from her pussy and brought them close to her mouth.

“Clean them up, love,” she said softly, watching her immediately obey

Once she was finished, Y/n fixed her panties and skirt, trying to make her look presentable before they went out of the bathroom.

“Are you coming tonight?” Pansy asked in almost a whisper

She smiled and caressed her cheek “I will, but we're just sleeping tonight, I have to get up early tomorrow”

The black-haired girl smiled mischievously “Whatever you want, sweets”

Both of them laughed, knowing how much of a lie their conversation was. They weren't gonna sleep at all.

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chocochannie · 10 months

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Pansy Parkinson headcanons

She's like a little sister to the boys

Loves sex pistols and the cure

Compliments every pretty girl she sees

Will always stand up for herself

When a first year gets lost in the castle, she always helps them

Always trying to put make up on her friends, but they always refuse

Pierced her ears in the toilet in third year

Gives the best advice ever

Gossips with Blaise

Parties a lot

She's really misunderstood, she seems like a mean person, but in reality, she's the sweetest

Has many friends

When greeting someone, she hugs them and kisses their cheek

Not the best at school but street smart

Really close to Theo, she tells him about everything

Complaints a lot

Proud to be a slytherin

Every day at breakfast, she makes herself a cup of tea that Draco steals everytime

Smokes occasionally

Gets bored easily

She goes to Hogsmeade very often

Cuts her own hair when it gets too long

Interested in astrology, tells the boys about their zodiac signs and birth charts

Amazing style

Always wanted a black cat, but she fears she won't be able to take good care of it since she can't even take care of herself sometimes

Makes up nicknames for everyone

Hates watching quidditch matches, but does it anyway for Draco

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lizthewriter · 6 months

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tell me we weren't just friends / pansy parkinson

PAIRING fem!gryffindor!reader x pansy parkinson

SUMMARY you and pansy have been dating for a while now, much to the distress of both your and pansy's friends. but while your friends have come to be accepting of your romantic choices, you couldn't say the same about pansy's friends. what happens when pansy tries to break off your relationship when her friends start to interfere?

TAGS fem!gryffindor!reader x pansy parkinson, reader has she/her pronouns, angst, takes place during half-blood prince, death eaters, pansy is secretly a soft lil baby 🥺🥺, implied sexual content, insecurity, assuring, kissing, pansy is 😳😳

QUOTE "all of your friends have been here for too long, / they must be waiting for you to move on," - friends by chase atlantic

WORD COUNT 1.7K

WRITTEN 10.24.2023

You hesitated as your glitter-ridden fingertips hovered over your eyelids. It had been three days since Pansy had broken up with you. She had avoided you every time you tried to find her after classes or corner her after dinner. She was acting so odd. It wasn't like her to just dump you and completely ignore you. Merlin, she couldn't even lay her eyes upon you. It was like she was guilty of something, or at least felt that way.

"I say good riddance." Ginny exited the bathroom in full glam, looking gorgeous as usual, and plopped down on your bed. "Now we can both be hot and single together. No girl troubles. Just you and me, our friends, and the dance floor."

You sighed, brushed the last bit of glitter over your eyelids and siphoning off the leftover residue from your fingers with your wand. You placed your eyeshadow pallette away, grabbing a lipstick and some gloss. "It's not good riddance, Gin. I really liked Pansy. I don't know what's going on with her . . . but I do have my suspicions." You added the final touches to your makeup before responding. "Malfoy. I know he has to with this, I just do."

Hermione snorted from her bed, nose stuck down a book. "Well, you and Harry make a charming duo. Tell me, are we going to make Malfoy the scapegoat to all our problems forever? Just based on simple hunches?"

"Harry's right about him," you responded with a snap, glancing towards Hermione. "He's always up to something . . . I wouldn't be surprised if he really is a Death Eater. Besides, I've seen him hanging around Pansy much more than usual as of late. I don't know . . . it just feels like something's wrong."

Ginny sighed, pushing herself up off of your bed. "Look, we're just looking out for you. I know how hurt you were when it happened . . . it would pain me to see my best friend's heart broken again." She grabbed your hands with a pout. "Come on," she whined. A smirk started to slowly grow on her face as she swayed your arms. "Let's go dancing, grab some drinks . . . have a good time, yeah? I promise you I will turn that frown upside down!"

"For someone who is supposedly so popular, you can be a bit dorky at times, you know that?"

Ginny laughed boisterously, giving your shoulder a playful shove before walking towards the door leading downstairs. "'Mione, you tagging along?"

"Goodness no," Hermione refuted, snuggling further into the warmth of her bed. "I'm afraid that the solace within my bed is far more entertaining then whatever you two plan on doing tonight. Do have fun without me though! And please don't come back to my dorm and regurgitate your dinner all over my bed like last time. If I want to see an odd lump of green paste, I'd help Hagrid feed the flobberworms."

"Will do! Come on, let's go!" Ginny started to pull you out of the dorm. "I'm not going to let you wallow in sadness at your own pity party, no, we are going to forget what happened and have fun! All right?" She didn't wait a beat for you to respond. "All right!"

The room shivered and shook at the might boom of the bass - the music could be felt reverberating through everyone's chest for certain. A large sweaty group of kids were gathered in the middle, plastic red cups help above their heads as they swayed and jumped around. The music, of course, was provided by none other than Pansy's friend Blaise. He had always been kinder to you then her other friends, but even now you had to say that there was something paticularly dry in his eyes that made you think Draco wasn't the only friend whispering into her ears.

As your eyes started to search the room, Ginny's voice jolted you from your train of thought. "No, no, no! No wallowing tonight! What did we just talk about?" She had a disapproving look written all across her face. You sighed and rolled your eyes, but a smile couldn't help but leech into your expression.

"No self pity party," you reiterated with a mock-irritated tone.

"That's right, so let's go grab some punch that has obviously been spiked and dance!" She dragged you off towards the drinks table, pouring you a generous amount of a rather dark green of a drink. Then it was off to the dance floor, Ginny shouting at you about allowing your body to flow with the music. All you could really think about was the stench of sweat hovering in the air and the alcohol from other people's cups being sloshed all around you.

You glanced towards Ginny, who now seemed to be preoccupied with eyeing and flirting a Slytherin girl from across the room. Your eyes took to your surroundings, searching for Pansy until they finally identified her at the top of the dorm steps. All it took was one glance and she dashed back up the stairs, leaving you confused.

You decided to leave Ginny behind and follow Pansy, ignoring the glares from other Slytherin girl as you walked up the steps. You promptly stepped over a couple who was doing things that were best suited to the privacy of their own bedroom, now entering the hall. You walked down, passing one, two, three, four, five doors before landing upon the sixth one.

You didn't even knock - you felt you had a right to get an answer from Pansy and you didn't want to be turned down again.

"What do you want?" Pansy asked harshly, her back to you. She sat at the edge of the bed, gripping the mattress with all her might. Her black bob of hair was tied up in an elaborate hairdo complete with a pin stuck through the bun at rhe top of her head. It gave her a much sharper, more intimidating look then before. Not that you could see it now. "I thought I told you I don't want to see you anymore."

"And I thought that I told you that I don't believe that. Not a single word of it." You sighed, any anger in you immediately gone, now only exasperated and dischiveled. "Pans, please. Did I do something wrong? Or does this . . . does it have to do with Malfoy?"

"Didn't I tell you to go away?" Pansy snapped, suddenly standing up from the mattress and turning around to face you with a nasty expression. She marched on over to you and encouraged you in the direction of the door. "Go on! Leave! I don't want you here -"

You grabbed the hand that she had been wildly gesturing with, your fingers wrapped around her slim wrist. The silver bands on her harm slid down to somewhere near her elbow. "I thought we promised each other - no lies. No deception. I know there's something wrong, I can see it. I know you well enough to know that what you did wasn't of your own accord, Pansy. Tell me what's wrong."

You urged her with your eyes, pleading with her to talk to you. Even with your makeup on, the bags under your eyes were noticeable enough. The desperation in your tone was enough to weaken Pansy, even if just for a moment. Her expression softened, her arm slackened in your grip. You quickly released her hand, which fell down to her side.

"I . . . I can't really talk about it." She bowed her head, her eyes avoiding your own. "I just - I'm involved with something . . . and I can't let you get hurt. I won't let you get hurt."

You furrowed your brows, thinking back to what Harry had told you, Ron, and Hermione. How suspicious Draco had been acting. You glanced down towards her left arm, which was tucked away behind her back as though she didn't even want it within your line of sight.

"You're not . . . Pans, tell me you're not . . ." Pansy shut her eyes tightly, turning away from you. You grabbed her arm and pulled her back towards you. She stumbled into your chest and you wrapped your arms around her. "You can't push me away. I don't care if I get hurt, I care about you."

Pansy sniffled, her arms weakly gripping your waist. "You're not . . . mad at me?"

"I could never be mad at you Pans."

"But I'm - I'm -"

"Just a girl, who was forced into joining something she doesn't agree with. You've done nothing wrong."

Pansy sniffled, her fist pressed against your upper chest to keep herself sturdy. She glanced up at you, searching your eyes for any malicious intent but failing to find any. Her other hand reached up, brushing against your cheek before falling back down to your shoulder. As though debating during a moment's hesitation, Pansy suddenly surged forward to meet your lips, bringing her hand back up to wrape around the name of your neck. The kiss was one of passion and desperation and gratitude. You weren't one to back down and pressed into her equally as hungry, gasping as her teeth met the soft flesh of your bottom lip. You pulled away, utterly breathless, noticing the shy, yet somehow almost sly expression on her face.

She watched her fingers as they trailed across your exposed collarbone, causing you to shiver. "I really am sorry, for pushing you away . . . maybe I can make it up to you?" The tone in her voice made it obvious as to what she was suggesting. You grinned, nearing her face again, your nose brushing against her own.

"Oh really? What did you have in mind?"

Pansy smirked, reaching out and gently pushing you down onto her bed so you were seated. She crawled into your lap, legs swung around either side of your waist. She hummed, pressing a kiss against your neck. "You're about to find out."

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slytherweasley · 1 year

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Mine now (Pansy Parkinson x reader)

Warnings: smut, public teasing & dirty talk, oral female giving/receiving, rimming

Summary: y/n is obsessed with Pansy which intrigues Pansy so she invites y/n to a party in hopes to get to know each other.

You’d zoned out and completely shifted your attention to Pansy who was sitting across the room. Every chance you’d see Pansy you’d always be mesmerised by her. Her radiant confidence and beauty is what attracts you and everyone else to her.

You’d never spoken a word to her and you’re not sure she knows your name.

Pansy turns her head to look over at you and catches you before you could look away but she gives you a quick glance before looking away. You’re sure she knows something is up by the way you’re always looking at her.

After class you meet up with some of your friends you see Pansy walking past with her Slytherin friends. A few of your friends groan when they notice her “She thinks she’s better than everyone” you stay out of the conversation.

Everywhere she walks, people move out of the way for her, most people including you are intimidated.

At lunch you sit at the Ravenclaw table waiting for your friends to arrive when someone sits beside you. You look over to see Daphne Greengrass, Pansy’s friend. You can’t lie you started to panic, did Pansy send her here to tell you to back off?

“There’s going to be a Slytherin party tomorrow night, it’s invite only and you have to have the password to get in so no friends are allowed just you.” Daphne continues to tell you the password and not to mention it to anyone. She gets up and walks away.

You were quite confused, you weren’t friends with any Slytherins which is why it doesn’t make sense you would be invited unless she mistakenly confused you for someone else.

You got ready for the party and lied to your dorm mates and said you were going on a date and not to wait up for you. You assumed Pansy would be there so you dressed up a bit and put on some makeup.

You made your way to the Slytherin common rooms and gave the password. The common room was filled with people everywhere. You walk over to grab a drink and spot Pansy in a circle of friends. You make eye contact and she looks away again.

You skull your drink and pour another one, you didn’t know anyone here well enough to hang out with so you just tried to enjoy yourself. You’d kept your eye on Pansy and finally she was alone. You felt enough confidence partly because the alcohol helped numb your anxiety.

“Hey” you say “Hi” she replies “I’ve wanted to talk to you for months but I can never seem to find you alone” “what do you want?” She asks bluntly.

You take a deep breath in “do you want to dance?” “With you?” “Yes” “then yes.” You take her hand and drag her to where everyone is dancing. You hold onto her hips as she grinds on you.

Her bum moves against your pussy and you feel yourself getting wetter as she grinds on you. Your hands don’t leave her hips until she turns to face you pressing a kiss to your jaw. She slips her hand under your skirt and rubs you over your underwear. You had to keep quiet because it was still crowded and anyone could look over.

“Fuck I can feel how wet you are” she whispers in your ear breathing heavily. Her hand quickly slips into your underwear as she rubs up and down making your legs quiver. You hold onto her tightly as you start whimpering and moaning trying to keep quiet “that’s it, tell me how bad you want me” “so much, I want your mouth and your fingers and your pussy, I want all of you.”

Pansy stops rubbing your pussy and you sneak away from the party to her dorm. She starts stripping as she gets inside and helps you out until you’re both completely naked. She lays you on the bed and starts to kiss you, if felt like a dream, her naked body pressed against yours as you kiss.

“I’ve always dreamt about this” you mumble between kisses “I’m about to make all your dreams come true.”

She pulls away and makes her way between your thighs, she presses soft kisses that turn into more passionate and hungry kisses. Her lips kiss up to your pussy and she begins to eat you out. Her tongue laps up your cunt as she tastes you. “Fuck so good.” you moan.

Pansy positions her pussy on your face as you eat her out she can give the same pleasure. Each lick of her clit, she lets out a small moan against your clit.

Her tongue moves from your pussy to your ass where she places a small kiss and her tongue teases your entrance. Her tongue swirls around rimming your hole. “So pretty” she mutters.

Both of your mouths consistently work at each other until you’re both so close. “Make me cum” Pansy demands.

You both moan against each other’s pussys as you finish. Pansy lays beside you pressing a kiss to your mouth.

“You’re mine now, I don’t do casual I do exclusive relationships” she says looking lovingly into your eyes “perfect because I don’t want anything less than that” you reciprocate the kiss to her lips.

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thatdammchickennugget · 27 days

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That's A Good Girl

pairing - pansy parkinson x fem!reader

warnings - smut, fingering, oral, maturbation, soft!dom!pansy, sub!reader, petnames, 18+! MDNI!

wordcount - 675

“Look at you,” Pansy purrs from where she is stood at the foot of the bed, arms folded over her still clothed chest as her eyes rake up and down your exposed body splayed out in front of her, your thighs spread wide, your arousal clear on display.

“So needy,” she continues, slowly rounding the bed to lean over your face, your eyes following her every move like prey frozen in place, cornered by a predator. “All this just because you didn’t see me for a week?”

She gently grabs your chin with manicured fingers, gently tilting up your chin to meet her eyes directly. “Tell me, pet. Just how much did you miss me?”

You try to swallow around the lump in your throat. Your chest is heaving, a thin sheen of sweat already covering your skin. “I missed you so much. Please…”

“Please what? Come on, use your words, pretty girl,” Pansy says sweetly, her grip on your chin tightening ever so tightly.

“Please touch me,” you plead, a shiver running down your spine as her eyes narrow at your request.

“Do you think you’re ready yet?” she asks, eyes trailing down your exposed chest, only stopping when they fall on your own hand, thumb desperately circling your clit, a finger lazily pushing in and out. A wave of embarrassment washes over you at the squelching sounds of you pleasuring yourself reach your ears. “I don’t think so. Now be a good little pet and add another finger for me, yeah?”

A whine makes it’s way up your throat as you follow her order, spilling from your mouth as her grip on your face vanishes, and her hand makes its way to your breasts instead. The air in the room is freezing, your nipples tight, and you let out a sigh as her warm mouth envelopes one of them, her finger brushing against the other one.

Your own fingers speed up, pressure building up in your abdomen. She pulls away slightly, taking your nipple between her teeth and sucking gently. You bite back a moan, biting your lip as you come undone, the knot in your stomach twisting tighter and tighter before releasing as she looks up at you through lidded eyes.

"You are such a good girl for me, aren't you?" she cooes, her warm breath tickling your exposed skin. "Such an eager slut who's been waiting all week for me."

Her fingers trail further down your torso, caressing your hip bone before finding their way between your legs and rubbing against your clit. Your hips buck uncontrollably, and your breath catches at her touch, the feeling of her hand at your core sending you off like a shot.

You throw your head back on the pillows, your hands coming up to cup your breasts, giving a hard squeeze as you pant, your legs curling. Pansy smirks, continuing to work you as you begin to tremble again. Her fingers trail down to your entrance, teasing the sensitive skin around it as she finally kneels between your legs.

With one smooth movement, she slips two fingers into you, lightly pressing inside you to test if you're ready for her. It doesn't take long for you to start rocking back against her fingers, your nails digging into the sheets beneath you.

Pansy's lips part into a smile as she watches your response to her touch. "Good girl, nice and wet now for me," she teases. "That's my baby."

You mewl at her praise as she finally moves forward, her tongue sweeping across your clit. Her fingers glide in and out of you slowly, never seeming too fast or too slow. Her hot, wet mouth latches onto you and sucks gently, her tongue swirling and sliding along the sensitive area over and over again, her mouth exploring your pussy with practiced ease.

You can't help the groan that slips past your lips as she sucks even harder. Your toes curl in anticipation of your release. "That's a good girl. Come on, give me another one."

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Jealousy | P.P

Pairing: Slytherin Fem Reader X Pansy Parkinson

WC: 1k+

Warnings/Notes: Mild language, kissing, angst, threats…

Summary: Unsure if Pansy likes you, you turn to a Gryffindor in hopes to see if Pansy gets jealous or not.

"Hey, guys." Pansy says, taking a seat with the guys.

She tries to subtly look around for you, but the guys noticed and chuckled. Her cheeks flush red, a scowl working its way on her face. Despite feeling embarrassed, she refused to show these blokes she calls her friends, that she was embarrassed for being caught.

"Looking for y/n/n?" Mattheo teases.

"I still wish I could understand your infatuation with our sister. We are bloody triplets, there is nothing about her infatuating." Tom mutters.

"Hey! That isn't true and you best retract that statement or I'll hex you! There are loads of things that I find infatuating about her." Pansy scolds, her eyes burning with anger.

"Alright, alright, get your panties out of a twist, Parkinson. I'll choose to let that slide this time, but in the future, show some respect or I'll show you why you should fear me." Tom says.

"You bloody bloke, no one fears you." You scoff, sliding in between your brothers.

"That is not true! I'm the one who reminds everyone of our father! I have similar traits to him!" He snaps, his face growing red.

"Right, and that's why his dooming downfall is in the horizon. Until he can ask his most competent and truly cruel child, his doom will be there. Do you know why? Because he's arrogant, sloppy, and cocky. He isn't the leader we need for this war. And if you wish to go run your mouth to him, please do. There is a reason he fears me as well." You say, unfazed.

"Y/n/n, shhh." Mattheo scolds.

"Father doesn't fear you. You're the only daughter, so he's gentle with you." Tom scoffs.

"No. I'm his only child powerful enough to defeat him and he knows that. I remind him too much of our mother, the one we are barred of speaking of in his presence because she was far more powerful and cruel than our father. She is the real leader and he has since made her a stone statue in our home. He'll continue to strive to bend me to his perfect little minion or I'll end up just like mother." You snap harshly.

Tom quiets, trying to reign his temper in. Deep down he knew. He knew you were the most powerful heir of your guys' father. You possessed your guys' mothers cunningness, intelligence, ambition, bravery, and magic. No one had seen anything like your mother's magical abilities, and you were lucky to carry it on.

"Why were you so late this morning?" Theodore asks.

"Oh, it was nothing." You say, a small smile on your lips.

Pansy frowns, noticing it and she studies you as her stomach begins to twist and flip with worries. You were staring at the Gryffindor table and she followed your eyes to Hermione Granger. The rest of the table noticed Pansy's look of surprise and hurt, so they followed her gaze.

"You like Granger?" Mattheo hisses.

"Father will kill you and her. She's a mudblood." Tom scolds.

You roll your eyes, standing as you move to sit with Hermione. She starts to talk with you, the two of your laughing and flirting. Pansy pushed her food away, watching with something she wasn't quite familiar with.

"Figuratively, green doesn't suit you." Tom mutters.

"I've been dropping fucking hints for months, and she goes to her? A mudblood, but even worse—a Gryffindor? What is it she has that I don't?" She snaps.

"Maybe courage to talk to the people she likes rather than dropping almost nonexistent hints." Mattheo suggests.

Pansy glowers at him, enough to make him grumble an apology as the guys try to calm Pansy and suggest way to get your attention with more obvious hints.

"Do you think it's working?" You ask.

"Oh, for sure. She can't stop staring. She looks real upset though." Harry says.

"And pissed." Ron says through a mouthful of food.

"Phase two?" Hermione asks.

"Phase two." You confirm.

The guys shush as they notice Pansy's jaw clench, her green eyes narrowing. They follow her gaze to where you were leaving with Hermione, the two of you holding hands.

"Well shit...I truly wasn't expecting that." Mattheo mutters.

"Something seems off." Tom murmurs, his eyes zoned in on the hand holding.

"Oh shush, you know nothing of relationships you, bloke." Mattheo snickers.

"And you do? You just sleep with the entire female population." Tom snaps back.

Throughout the day, Pansy couldn't keep her eyes off you. The foreign feeling continued to burn in her stomach and chest, a sour taste in her mouth as she watched the two of you flirt. You paid no mind to Pansy—you practically shunned her. On a normal day, you couldn’t get enough of Pansy. You were hooked to her every word, following her lips that would curve to a smile or smirk, and your eyes were constantly on hers.

She was losing her control, so it was no surprise when you were dragged off to a broom closet.

She murmurs "lumos" her wand admitting a bright light that she sat on a shelf before focusing on your face.

"What the hell Pansy? Hermione and I were going to go on a walk." You snap.

"What the hell? What the hell!? Don't you get snappy with me. Watching you with Granger all day has made my blood boil, love! The amount of times I've thought about hexing her or beating her to a bloody pulp should be concerning. Her hands on you...the quiet giggles and shared smiles—bloody hell! I've had it. That should be me! I fucking like you, yet you didn't seem to notice as your with bloody Granger." She snaps, her face flushed red with anger.

You were surprised, not quite expecting that reaction. You expected a reaction for sure, but you weren't prepared for this. No, Pansy Parkinson was angry beyond words and her jealously stained her green.

"I like you too, Pansy...I just wasn't sure. Hermione agreed to help me get a rise out of you—because then it'd confirm whether you liked me too." You admit softly.

She stared at you with a blankness that made you uneasy. She lets a sigh out as a tired look, yet a relieved one washes over her face.

"Well that makes me feel fucking loads better...I still might hex Granger for touching you though." She murmurs, her eyes focused on your lips.

It was silent for several beats, the air becoming thick with desire and tension. It wasn't long before Pansy and you were leaning in, sharing a soft kiss that slowly grew hungrier and more ravishing. She pushes you back against a shelf, her tongue shoving its way past your lips as she trails a hand up your thigh.

"Fuck, I like you a lot, love." She whispers, brushing a piece of hair behind your ear.

"I like you a lot too." You murmur, your cheeks flushed red with need.

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rafesmuse · 2 years

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any possibility of pansy parkinson smut/porn links? no stress if its not something youre comfortable with!!

hii love !! I was actually planning on doing more porn links in the future so I will definitely include girls then <3

here you have some porn links for now so I don’t leave you with nothing 💗

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lionizingheathen · 2 years

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You've Earned It- P.P

Sub!Pansy Parkinson x DomFem!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Mommy Kink, Oral Sex Reader Recieving, Vaginal Fingering, slight D/s dynamic, Praise Kink

Smut under the cut, hope you enjoy

"Taste so good." Pansy gasped, mouth still practically flush with your cunt and you shivered against her, sitting up for a moment. She looked up at you, her hair messy and her gaze frantic. Perfect girl.

"Everyone would be shocked if they knew you were like this, baby... they'd all be begging to take my place." You sighed, leaning back on your elbows as you watched her loop her arms around your legs, pulling back slightly to take a gasping breath before looking up at you, panting.

"Don't want them to... only you." She sighed, and you chuckled, reaching down to push her head back between your thighs, her tongue back against your cunt. You groaned as you felt her take your clit between her lips, whimpering as she sucked it. So pretty. You gasped as you felt her slip her tongue inside you for a moment. She moaned against you, making you tremble as you bit the back of your hand, not wanting to give her too much of an ego.

"Gods, you spoil me." You sighed, and Pansy whimpered against you as you smiled down at her. "The way you worship me, baby... God himself would consider it too much." She lifted her head, her cheeks pinkened, hair a mess... a beautiful disaster.

"You deserve it." Pansy said, and you chuckled and nodded. There was no arguing with that, she was completely correct. You'd earned it as much as she had earned what she was doing. Give and take.

"So sweet..." You tugged her hair, making her moan. "Keep going, okay?" You asked, keeping your tone sickeningly sweet. You saw its effect on her, saw her grow more desperate

"Yes mommy." She began again with renewed fervor, making you gasp as you closed your legs around her head."Your tongue is a godsend..."

"Thank you." She said, and you chuckled breathlessly, letting out a high moan.

"So polite... use your fingers too, love." You sighed, and she whimpered, sliding two fingers inside of you quickly, making you gasp as she curled them, looking up for approval. Gods, she was fucking cute like this.

"Like that?" She asked, and you nodded, chewing on your lip. She was perfect like this. So good, so caring... different from her everyday bitterness.

"Fuck, yes..." You gronaed, grinding your hips against her face as she brutally fucked her fingers in and out of you, making you shiver. It was forcing you closer and closer to the edge as you let out a moan of her name, tangling your fingers in her hair. She always knew how to finish the job.

"I'm getting close, love. Don't stop." Not that that needed to be said. Pansy knew, and she wasn't going to stop, you knew that. The knot tightened in your stomach as you furrowed your brow, chewing on your lip. Gods, she felt so good. Always so good.

"Cumming, baby..." You gasped, jerking your body up to hold her face against your cunt as you ground against her. Not that she needed the prompting as she wrapped her arms around your hips, digging her nails into the skin as she moaned against you, continuing her work happily until you collapsed back against the bed. She dropped warm, wet kisses up your body until she was able to sit across your hips, grinning down at you as she slid her hand up your body to cup your cheek.

"Did I do good?" Yeah. Of course she did. She'd never been bad at giving head, it was something she'd been good at the whole time you'd been dating.

"You did amazing." You insisted, turning your face so you could kiss her palm over and over. She smiled at this, looking proud. Fucking beautiful.

"Really?" She asked, and you nodded. She always did so well, she was perfect for you.

"Mhm, and you've earned a little reward." You said, leaning up to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around your shoulders, holding you close as you slipped a hand between the two of you.

"What is it?" Pansy gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as two of your fingers slipped inside of her. She looked stunning as her mouth opened and her head hung forward. "Oh..." She sighed, and you thrust your fingers, relishing in the wet noise that they made, the signal that Pansy needed this.

"Yeah? Ride 'em." You grunted, and she nodded, moving her hips in time with your thrusts. Good girl.

"Yes mommy." She gasped, her head hanging back as she continued riding your fingers... She'd earned it, after all.

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nadinebrooks · 1 year

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Here is the link to my masterlist.

Pansy Parkinson x Reader: Believe Me Now

Warnings: Just a little language. I think it's just 1 sentence

"You could just talk to her, you know?" Draco suggested to Pansy as he watched her grumpily shove a piece of toast with marmalade on it into her mouth. Pansy chewed slowly for a moment before she decided to respond to her friend.

"And why would I want to talk to her?" Pansy glared at Draco. He opened his mouth to answer her question, but just one look from her told him to keep his mouth shut. And that is exactly what he did.

She tried to keep a calm exterior, but she was absolutely fuming on the inside. She watched (y/n) get up from the Ravenclaw table and gracefully glide over to the Gryffindor table to sit down beside Ginny Weasley.

Pansy had always been curious about Ginny and (y/n)'s relationship. Some people would say that the two of them were extremely good friends, but others thought there might have been something else going on below the surface.

Watching the two of them together made Pansy extremely aggravated. But she wasn't sure why.

When all the frustrated and confused feelings first started happening, Pansy didn't understand where the emotions was coming from. Now she was even more confused than ever.

She watched as (y/n) brushed a piece of hair out of her eyes showing off her beautiful face. Pansy felt nauseous as she watched both (y/n) and Ginny giggling at something one of the Weasley twins said. She took a sip of her water hoping to calm her stomach. The last thing she wanted was for her breakfast to make a reappearance in the Great Hall full of people.

"Honestly Pansy, I think they're just friends." Draco said trying to put Pansy at ease. Even if she didn't know where all the anger came from, he did. He knew the feeling of jealousy very well.

"Friends don't treat each other like that." Pansy pointed out not able to look away from (y/n).

(y/n) and Ginny were easily the two most sought after girls at school. It was only fitting that the two of them ended up together. In Pansy's mind, it made complete sense that the two of them were always with each other.

Ginny had this bright and fiery personality that belonged in Gryffindor while (y/n) was the complete opposite as a cool, calm and collected Ravenclaw. The two of them offset each other in the most perfect way.

Pansy hadn't realized it, but she was staring at (y/n) making these wild hand gestures while telling a story to the youngest Weasley.

In this moment she couldn't help but notice how absolutely stunning (y/n) was. The way that the light was bouncing off her hair giving her this halo effect. In Pansy's eyes (y/n) looked what she thought angels to look like.

She always managed to tear her eyes away from the Ravenclaw when she realized that she had been staring for too long, but this time she couldn't manage to look away quick enough.

When (y/n) noticed that Pansy was looking at her, she flashed her a genuine smile. Pansy rarely got smiles like those.

She wasn't expecting it, so she did nothing but scowl back. (y/n) turned back around to face Ginny, her face burning with embarrassment.

Ginny instantly noticed that something was off with her and Pansy watched her ask what was wrong. (y/n) made a small gesture in Pansy's direction and then went back to her table. Ginny sent a glare Pansy's way before gathering things and heading out of the Great Hall.

(y/n) was in the year below Pansy, so unfortunately for her, she never got to see her in any of her classes. The only time she did was during meals in the Great Hall and sometimes in the library.

Pansy avoided the library because that's where (y/n) typically spent a lot of her time, but she was also in there with Granger.

Pansy thought it would be best to stay away from (y/n) until her feelings subdued. After a couple of days she was really starting to miss seeing (y/n) around the school.

She did not like the way that she was feeling. Nobody had ever made her feel like this. Pansy eventually gave up avoiding (y/n) and decided to head to the library to work on a Muggle Studies assignment.

Pansy knew that (y/n) was muggleborn which is probably why she was so disgusted by her feelings.

Looking at the prompt for the essay, Pansy had absolutely no idea what to write about. She probably should have paid more attention to the lecture instead of thinking about (y/n) the whole class.

She was sitting on the other side of the library curled up with a book. Pansy wanted to ask her for help on her essay since she could help her with the Muggle Studies essay.

The odd thing was, Draco knew that she was muggleborn, but he had never made a negative comment towards her about it.

"You know what would be absolutely hilarious." Draco whispered sliding into the seat across from Pansy in the library.

"What?" The dark hair Slytherin dropped her quill and looked over at Draco's cold pale eyes.

"If the two of us ended up with muggleborns."

"Me with (y/n) and you with who?" Pansy questioned tilting her head to the side as if she was thinking. Draco said nothing. He just sat there smirking waiting on her to figure it out on her own. "Holy shit. You and Granger?"

"Shhh." Draco's eyes flashed dangerously. "I don't need all of Hogwarts to know."

"I cannot believe that you fancy Granger." Pansy giggled. "Well, I can't blame you. She is hot."

"C'mon now." He groaned. "You can't have Granger and (l/n). You have to leave some for the rest of us Pansy."

"I don't even know if (y/n) really swings that way and I'm too afraid to ask."

"She does." The blonde stated very matter of factly.

"And how do you know?" Pansy raised an eyebrow.

"I asked Blaise who asked Theo who asked Hannah who asked Neville who asked Ginny who asked Luna. And she said yes."

"I'll do it if you talk to Granger."

"No way." Draco darkly chuckled. "She hates me. No way I can come back from how I used to treat her."

"You never know." Pansy shrugged.

"Maybe one day." He let out a small sigh and gathered up his things, "I don't want to see you in the common room until you've asked her out."

Pansy sat there staring at the parchment going over all the possible scenarios of what would happen if she just talked to (y/n).

"Are you working on the Muggle Studies essay?" There came a timid voice from beside her. Pansy looked to see (y/n) gesturing to the paper. "I don't mean to intrude but I just got done helping Seamus and Ron with theirs. I can help you if you would like?"

All Pansy could do was give her a short nod so (y/n) took that as an invitation to sit down and start helping Pansy. It took all she could muster not to stare at this girl who was sitting so close to her.

All she wanted was to grab (y/n) and drag her off to the nearest broom closet. Her loose necktie and the couple of top buttons that weren't buttoned wasn't helping at all. It took all her willpower not to lean over and kiss (y/n) until the both of their lips were swollen and bruised. And right before she could do that, Pansy frantically stood up and tried to gather all her belongings.

"I have to go."

"Wait Pansy-" (y/n) reached out and grabbed her hand. "Did I say something wrong, I'm sorry."

"No (y/n). You didn't. It's all me." Pansy snatched her hand away and ran out into the hallway with (y/n) following close behind her.

"Well what's wrong? Maybe I can help?"

"You can't help me (y/n). You're making things worse. You make me feel things that I shouldn't feel." She groaned. (y/n) just looked at Pansy with this sort of amused look on her face as if this is exactly what she wanted to hear. "I know I should be happy for you and Ginny, but I just can't." Pansy stated just trying to test the waters about what Draco said earlier.

"Hold on." (y/n) held up a hand to silence Pansy. "There is absolutely nothing going on with Ginny and I. We're just really good friends."

"And you expect me to believe that? I'm not stupid (y/n). I've seen the way you two act around each other-" And with that, (y/n) closed the distance between Pansy and her.

When her lips touched Pansy's, she was absolutely shocked. But she quickly responded pulling (y/n) in closer to her. All her emotions pouring out. She had been wanting to do this for the longest. Pulling away there was a small smile playing on (y/n)'s lips as she waited for Pansy to recover.

"Do you believe me now Parkinson?"

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incorrectquotesharrypotterv · 7 months

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Draco: [kissing Y/n softly]

Pansy: Weren't you two having an argument earlier?

Draco: Shit, you're right!

Draco: [kissing Y/n aggressively]

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infin1ty-garden · 19 days

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

I've decided to open requests for the slytherin boys and pansy. If you would like to request do so but follow the guidelines I have written. I write headcanons as well and if you have a specific headcanon for a character please write it in the request. Thanks for understanding!

CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR

Mattheo Riddle Theodore Nott Draco Malfoy Lorenzo Berkshire Blaise Zabini Pansy Parkinson

Thanks for reading & requesting!

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avalynlestrange · 9 months

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Pansy Parkinson

Masterlist

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Back to The Library (Main Masterlist) To The Kitchen (WIPs)

Send me an owl post if you have a fic request.

Tone: ♡ Fluff ♥ Angst ❥ Suggestive Themes

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✿ Begin Again | x Neville Longbottom | ♡ Flashfic One-Shot Songfic |

Summary: In which Pansy watches love begin again.

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lizthewriter · 3 months

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pansy parkinson as different romance tropes

〉fake dating fake dating queen!! pansy is doing her best to get over draco but it's not as easy as it seems. he seems to be well aware of the fact and very much a dick about it, doing his best to embarrass her. she refuses to be disrespected, so she comes up with the best idea she can - fake dating. it doesn't matter who you are - her best friend, a background character, however you imagine yourself. you are her best choice and one to shock all. she didn't seem to think this through, however, when you're forced to do many a romantic thing that involves touching, kissing, and being generally adorable, you both start to fall in love. i think the FIRST (that's right, first) love confession would come from you but she wouldn't reciprocate, either because she hasn't gotten over draco or because she's scared to ruin what you guys have. the second love confession would be during that classic scene, where pansy would have to admit you had never been dating all along to dozens of people but that she had developed feelings for you and really wanted to try again. your love would be heartening and wholesome, something many wouldn't expect from the ice queen of slytherin.

〉pen pals to lovers now hear me out, hear me out!! one day, you accidentally leave a little journal note in your library book when you return it, and pansy stumbles across it accidentally. she reads it (for juicy gossip ofc) but then finds something heartfelt and vulnerable instead. in a moment of perhaps insanity, she writes something back and sticks it in the book before she can change your mind. when you realize you lost your journal entry, you go crazy and search everywhere - it takes you almost the whole day to realize you might have left it in your library book. finally, you open the book and find another piece of parchment sitting there. and so it begins. without either of you knowing who the other pen pal is, you write letters to each other multiple times a week and start to bond more and more. bonus points if you're enemies or if you're friends with one-sided pining / one of you is dating another person. when you finally figure out who the other pen pal is, it's not at all some crazy emotion - you feel calm, content, like you always knew you loved pansy. the love confession would definitely be a mind-blowing soft and loving kiss. your love would be sweet, innocent, and honest.

〉mean girl to lover / internalized homophobia okay so ofc we know that pansy was the og mean girl in the books. i feel like, because of how she was raised, she definitely has some internalized homophobia. so put two and two together . . . this works well with an outcast/unpopular!reader. pansy is so gay, like sooooo gay, but she doesn't let anyone know. she dates men to keep up appearances. however, one night at a slytherin party she gets a bit drunk and . . . let's just say you two end up in a very compromising position. after that night, she can't get away from you. she needs you, in whatever way you'll give her. at first you're okay with being treated as a booty call, but then you come to your senses. you refuses to keep meeting her in secret - you want her to stop hiding you away like your relationship was a bad thing. she gets upset, screams at you, and leaves. but she, too, misses you. a lot more than she thought she would. her love confession would come in two forms, both during breakfast in the great hall. either she grabs you by the tie and kisses you in front of everyone OR she stands up on the slytherin table, loudly claims to everyone that she is a lesbian and then procedes to ask you out. your love can be passionate and hot, but most of the time it's flirty, sweet, and fun.

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slytherweasley · 2 years

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Hi! I love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Pansy one (smut or not your choice!) where everyone thinks reader is the hottest, smartest and best witch in their year and all of the slytherin gang wants her but she rejects all of them and says “sorry you just aren’t my type” because she’s really into pansy and not the boys! If it’s confusing or anything or just weird don’t worry about it!!!!

Gorgeous (Pansy Parkinson x reader)

Warnings: smut

You weren’t oblivious to the attention that was constantly placed on you. People stared at you everywhere you walked, however as you got older the attention became unwanted especially from boys. You were used to rejecting them now as it was almost a competition to see who would have you. Except the competition was pointless.

You weren’t interested in a single boy, you had your eye on a girl for a while. One of the prettiest but most intimidating girls at Hogwarts. You wanted to make a move just so everyone would leave you alone but you could barely talk around her. Whenever you were around Pansy Parkinson your knees would go weak, all your confidence would be lost and become tongue tied.

You had embarrassed yourself around her too many times so you tend to stay away from her which is not very possible as you have some of the same friends.

“Hey, what a nice surprise” Draco and his friends approach you at a Slytherin party. “Hi Draco” you say flatly “You look absolutely beautiful tonight as you always do” you don’t say anything just look at him blankly.

“How about you give me a chance, just one night. That’s all I need.” “I don’t want you or any of you, I’m going now” you try to leave but Draco follows you pleading with you. “Draco, she isn’t going to change her mind” you turn to see Pansy standing between you and Draco.

Draco gives up and turns around finding someone else to annoy. “Thanks” you manage “Anytime, they’re a bunch of animals.” Pansy sits on the couch inviting you to join her. You had to finish your drink in order to talk to her. The longer you talked to her the less intimidating she became.

“You’re quite nice” you say “what did you expect me to do?” “You’re intimidating” “I’m intimidated by you. You’re a goddess, your beauty is daunting and your clever and quite exceptional. You’re perfect in every way.” Your cheeks burn bright red “it wasn’t my intention to make you embarrassed” “it’s not your fault I have never heard someone speak about me like that.”

“Why do I not believe that? You have guys chasing after you everyday, I’ve seen it multiple times in a day” “yes but their compliments are shallow, you talk about me like I’m a person not a body.” “I don’t mean to be forward because I know you always get this from the boys here but have you ever been with a girl?” You felt overwhelmed by her inquiry. “No, I haven’t” “you know girls are gentle and loving and know how to please you” you nod “are you interested?” You sit up and look at the people around you.

“Come on gorgeous. Let’s talk in my room” Pansy reaches her hand out to you and you take it as she leads you to her dorm. She shuts the door “now you can say whatever you want without anyone having to hear.” A wave of courage washes over you “Pansy” you say carefully “yes, love?” “I want you terribly it hurts how much I want you.”

Pansy seemed caught off guard but proceeded to kiss you. Her hand grasps at your bum pulling you onto her lap as the two of you start to sensually dry hump each other. Pansy’s tongue slips into your mouth, the kiss becomes wet as the two of you slip your tongues into each other’s mouths.

As you both start to feel lust for each other, Pansy lays you down on the bed and you start to grind on each other your hips begging for more friction. You grab Pansy’s hips pushing her clothed core onto yours as you thrust your hips up with need. You let out a small moan which enables Pansy to take things further she kisses down your neck sucking on some spots. She pulls your top off and grabs your breasts while kissing your lips again.

She slides the bra strap off your shoulder and unclasps the bra from behind you. She takes it off and sucks on your nipple and flicks it with her tongue. You moan as you watch her suck desperately. Your nipples become incredibly sensitive as they’re exposed to the air.

You start to undress Pansy taking off her top revealing her braless breasts. Pansy takes off your pants leaving you in your underwear then takes off her own. You grab her breasts as she sucks on your neck. She lowers her hand to rub your clit through your underwear, you let out small moans.

“So pretty” she compliments pressing a kiss on your forehead. Pansy relaxes your body letting you lie in a comfortable position, she kisses down your stomach and stops before the elastic of your underwear. “Already so wet” she mutters and pulls them off, she spreads your legs wide and devours your pussy, sucking on your clit and using her tongue to stimulate your cunt.

You arch your back letting out loud and needy moans. “Doing so good for me darling” she slips her fingers inside you curling them to find your gspot. You grasp the sheets on the bed as you feel completely content. You reach your orgasm letting out a intense moan. Pansy comes up beside you “Do you want to take these off?” She asks grabbing the waistband of her underwear, you nod.

Your legs feel like jelly and your mind is foggy but you manage to take off her underwear and feel that same feeling as you want her again. “Lay down, I remember w first orgasm with a girl, it doesn’t compare to the guys, does it?” “I wouldn’t know” you answer, the words just slip out of your mouth. “Oh love. This is your first time?” She didn’t seem upset, you nod. “No wonder you’re already so fucked out, it’s okay though” she reassures you “you just have to lay there and I’ll take care of you.”

Pansy moves your legs so that your heat is almost touching hers, the pain and anticipation is unbearable. She finally lets herself down onto your pussy and rocks her hips back and forth slowly gaining speed.

You throw your head back moaning, Pansy brings your face back to look at her as you watch her emotions as she feels so much pleasure and she watches you. You start to gain more confidence in your movements and become in sync with Pansy’s movements. Soon enough you’re both making out and moaning against each other’s lips as you approach your second orgasm.

“You close?” Pansy mumbles against your lips “Yes” “wait for me” Pansy gains momentum and you close your eyes as you feel it coming again. “Fuck” Pansy yells as she finishes still rocking her hips and you are right behind her finishing your second orgasm. Pansy lays beside you as the two of you still in complete bliss catch your breaths.

Pansy cuddles up to you kissing your cheek “how was your first time?” “Perfect, I couldn’t have asked for anything better, I always imagined it with you.” Pansy let’s you stay the night in her dorm, everything you hoped would happen did that night.

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