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sinsirellaxx · 3 days

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I have a request… this is my first one ever so I apologize if it’s not somthing you’d write but I love your ‘toxic’ reader with the toxic Slytherin boys.

Anyways Would you be able to write somthing that is toxic-ish reader with toxic Slytherin boys- inspired by like a boy by Ciara. Maybe the boys are cheating and the reader gets back at them and treats them how the reader was treated?

Thank you so much! I love your writing smmmm! 🩷🩷🩷🩷

Slytherin boys – what would they do if you got back at them for cheating?

Warning: Toxic relationship

A/N: Thank you so much for your kind words and for sending your very first request to me! 🥹 Hope you'll like it!

Mattheo …

… cheated on you one month into your relationship. Why? He couldn’t wait with intimacy that long. He was just a boy with urges after all.

… had rolled his eyes when you had told him to fuck off, knowing you’d be back soon.

… however, was shocked, when he found you sitting in the girl’s lap, he had cheated on you with in the common room, entangled in a make out session.

… had blinked dumbly at you, when you told him that you just wanted to see if the girl was worth cheating with, shrugging as you claimed to have tasted better.

… throws his phone at the wall, when the sixth call that evening goes straight to your mailbox – you had stood him up. With a huff he’d storm out of his room and straight to yours only to be met by the sight of you between another boy’s legs.

… he angrily stormed out when you just smirked at him with an ‘oopsie’, promising himself to get you back.

Theodore …

… would always roll his eyes at you whenever you got jealous.

… would cheat on you with the girl he told you not to worry about.

… is shocked to find you sucking off his best friend. You wouldn’t go down on your boyfriend but him? Theo has the audacity to be offended.

… takes a few days to himself before he tells you that you are even now and to stop with the madness. You just nod innocently at him, which puts his mind at ease.

… the following weeks he’d occasionally catch you flirt with others, even seeing you with another boy in Hogsmeade.

… he’d be furious with you – completely jealous.

… would want to go through your messages or tell you to stop talking to all those boys. When his demands were met with an annoyed you, rolling your eyes at him he was shook.

Lorenzo …

… would throw hands if you cheated on him. He’d immediately pull the other boy away from you and start punching him.

… would gape at you in pure shock when you pulled him away and told him to stop being a freaking hypocrite.

… couldn’t sleep after that – he’d turn into this possessive boyfriend who wanted to be with you 24/7.

… is shocked when you start ghosting him.

… in complete denial – how could you be so cruel to him, when he was nothing but sweet to you? Minus all the times he cheated, stood you up, controlled you etc. – just minor inconveniences, right?

Draco …

… is shocked that a sweet girl such as you could cheat on him? It does not make any sense to him.

… he’d be devastated and tell you that he wasn’t sure if he could forgive you. Honestly, he is the biggest hypocrite.

… he’d be speechless if you just shrugged your shoulders and told him that you hadn’t forgiven him either – so, you were fine with that. Draco would be surprised that he needed to be forgiven for anything?

Blaise …

… would be heartbroken. Yes, he had treated you like that first but how could his princess hurt his fragile heart like that?

… would drown in self-pity if he caught you in bed with the boy you told him not to worry about.

… would forgive you because he knew deep down that he had deserved that.

… would be trapped in a toxic relationship with you and even if he worked on himself – who knew if you would?

Tom …

… would probably be sent to Azkaban if he found out you cheated on him even if you did it first.

… would be livid with you. Because how dare you?

… would call you names, totally ignoring the fact that he started this whole mess.

… would try to gaslight you into apologizing and try to make you feel like the villain but is shocked to find out that you are stronger than he had thought.

… would be twice as possessive as before and if you refused to be controlled, he’d just try to keep everyone else away.

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crvptidgf · 22 hours

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Obsessed

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

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obsessed husband!mattheo who never likes being away from you for too long, always getting anxious when you have to be apart from eachother

obsessed husband!mattheo who has your location at all times in order to calm his nerves. he likes knowing where you are and being able to come help you if needs be

obsessed husband!mattheo who is always asking if he can come hang out with you and your wife buddies even though you have repeatedly told him it’s a girl’s night only

obsessed husband!mattheo who’s favorite activity is sitting in, watching a movie, with you under him and his head on your chest, listening to your heartbeat. it feels like you two are the only people in the world and if he could have it that way he would

obsessed husband!mattheo who had to work on his possessive tendencies when you two got married because he was scared you would leave him. you know he means well but sometimes he takes it too far

obsessed husband!mattheo who will sit between your thighs for hours at a time if it means you get to feel good. he won’t get up until he’s sure you’re satisfied

obsessed husband!mattheo who always needs to be touching you or holding onto you. his favorite is your hand because he gets to play with the wedding band on your finger, knowing that you’re only his and he’s yours

obsessed husband!mattheo who will try not to freak out when you don’t text him throughout the day. he would do anything to make sure you’re safe and well

obsessed husband!mattheo who doesn’t care who it is, he’s fighting whoever dares lay a hand on his precious wife. even if it means taking a beating himself - if it’s for you, he’d do whatever it took

obsessed husband!mattheo who is always thinking of you. he buys you little souvenirs and gifts when he goes out or comes home from work. it can be anything from your favorite chocolates to a lingerie set that he thought you would look good in (but to him you look good in everything)

obsessed husband!mattheo who has already planned renewing your vows one day, hopefully with a mini you as the flower girl/boy

obsessed husband!mattheo who can’t wait to see you carrying your baby. he already knows what the nursery will look like, it’s only a matter of planning the when

obsessed husband!mattheo who finally feels at peace when your healthy child is born. he now knows peace, and knows that you will never leave him now that you have started your family together

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crimsntwlip · 3 months

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study break | theodore nott.

pairing: theodore nott x fem!reader

warnings: short fluff, slight needy!theodore, readers status not mentioned, small google translated italian.

summary: just theodore wanting kisses while you’re busy studying<3

a/n: i apologize for being so ia !! just had the WORST writersblock ever 😣 happy new years, hope this makes it up </3

| posted: 01/15/24 | masterlist

"theo, not now," you whispered, trying to divert his attention elsewhere.

but theodore was persistent. he leaned against the table, trying to catch your gaze. "(y/n), I miss you. can’t you take a tiny break?"

you couldn't help but feel guilty as you continued to concentrate on your work, trying your best to ignore his adorable antics. you could tell he was getting more and more restless with each passing moment.

letting out a heavy sigh, you finally closed your book and looked at him, a soft smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "alright , what is it that you need, amore?”

a mischievous glint sparkled in theodore’s eyes as he leaned even closer, puckering his lips into a playful pout. "i want kisses," he whispered, his voice dripping with desire. "lots and lots of kisses."

you couldn't help but laugh at his sudden need for affection, but you couldn't deny him either. leaning forward, you placed both hands on either side of his face and placed gentle pecks on his forehead, his cheeks, and his nose, leaving a trail of soft kisses.

just as you pulled away and admired the playful kiss marks left on theodores's face, draco & blaise happened to pass by the open door of the study room. their eyes widened with surprise, and muffled snickers escaped their lips.

"what’s going on here, nott?" draco called out, unable to hide the amusement in his voice as blaise snickered aside of him.

theodore’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as he batted away his teasing friends. "its nothing," he stammered, trying to regain his composure. “piss off..” he mumbled, just loud enough for the two boys to hear him.

the two friends burst into laughter, unable to resist the opportunity to tease theodore. they exchanged knowing glances as they continued on their way, leaving your blushing boyfriend to deal with their good-natured taunts.

he turned his attention back towards you, holding your hand in his as he looked at you with puppy eyes. "join me for a quick break mia cara, and we can resume your studies later?"

you couldn't resist his puppy dog eyes, or the thought of spending time with him. with a soft sigh, you agreed, knowing that you were using this study break as an excuse for your sanity.

as you gathered your belongings, you couldn't help but smile at the thought of theodore’s face, adorned with little kisses that only you had planted there.

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malfoyscoffee · 5 months

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call me theo

pairing: theodore nott x ex!reader

warnings: some time skip.

“Friends?”

“Friends.”

That marked the end of your two-year relationship with Theodore. As he said his final word, you turned away, walking down the winding steps of the Astronomy Tower, holding back the emotions until you returned to your dormitory.

The night blurred into a haze of tears, finding comfort in Pansy’s shoulder as both of you nestled on the dorm floor. Hours passed in a cocoon of sadness before Blaise, Mattheo, Lorenzo, and even Draco appeared with snacks and muggle movies, trying to lift your spirits.

Wrapped up in your distress, you didn't think to ask how they found out about your breakup. Unbeknownst to you, amidst his own pain, Theodore asked his friends to comfort you instead of him.

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Three weeks had gone by since the breakup. As promised, you and Theodore went back to being friends, just like before, merely two friends within the same tight-knit circle. But beneath the surface of friendliness, your friends noticed the underlying tension between you and Theodore, silently wishing for a reunion.

It was a random morning in the Great Hall when you announced to your friends that you would be occupied before dinner to take on the extra credit assignment for Herbology. Your friends looked at you strangely, the assignment was unnecessary for someone with such high marks, but inside you wanted a distraction from everything.

Back in the common room, the attention shifted to Theodore, the elephant in the room finally about to be addressed.

“So, what led to the breakup?” Blaise relaxed in his chair while Theodore sighed, looking at the ceiling.

“She didn’t say why, but she mentioned that you initiated the breakup,” Draco said casually, trying to hide his interest for the situation.

“I told her she deserved better.”

Silence.

Suddenly, Lorenzo burst into laughter.

“Salazar, Enzo,” Pansy stood, disregarding Lorenzo's reaction. “So, let me get this straight,” she pointed her finger at Theodore, “You're saying the reason the group has been down is because you decided she deserved someone better?”

Mattheo set aside his cigarette, “Didn’t expect you to be so naive, mate.”

Blaise nodded, “Thinking that's an explanation. (Y/n) adores you, where will you find a girl better than her?”

Theodore’s face paled, “She’ll find someone better and eventually leave me. I couldn’t handle that.”

Draco stayed composed, “So you ended it first. Well done, Theo.”

Theodore buried his face in his hands, letting out an exasperated groan. “You all know she has a promising future after graduation. Why should she stay with me and be held back?”

“Did you talk to her about this, or did your insecurities make the call?” Lorenzo’s words made Theodore freeze, lost in thought.

Pansy packed up, checking the time. “Dinner’s soon. Let’s go.”

The boys followed Pansy, leaving Theodore alone, contemplating if his decision was right for your relationship.

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"I got the job!"

Strolling around Hogsmeade with Blaise and Pansy, you stumbled upon a new place—a wizarding coffee shop. Your liking for muggle coffeehouses sparked your curiosity, pushing you to ask about potential employment.

Excitement bubbled as you shared the news with your friends in the Great Hall.

“We’ve got a place to visit now.” Lorenzo grinned, aware it might bring some joy after a while.

Pansy nudged Draco, "Let’s study there. OWLS are coming up and some muggle coffee might help."

Draco glanced at Theodore, who sat in silence, unsure of what to say. “That sounds like a plan. I could use some muggle coffee.”

They all knew Draco was convincing Theodore to join.

"When do you start?" Mattheo asked between sips of hot chocolate.

You remembered your upcoming schedule, “Next week, Wednesdays and Saturdays? Once I’m trained, next Saturday, I’ll treat you all to some amazing muggle coffee."

The group agreed, planning to meet at your workplace next Saturday.

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“Five cups of regular iced coffee, please.” You operated the muggle machine, engrossed in fulfilling the order.

“Oh, hey, Theodore. Are the others here?” You looked around, causing Theodore’s shoulders to slump slightly.

“They're at the big corner table. Enzo insisted the natural sunlight would help with studying…”

A soft chuckle escaped, “You can go back, I’ll bring the drinks over when ready.” Theodore nodded, returning to the café’s corner.

Blaise grabbed the first cup but stopped when Pansy teased him. “Don’t hog! Share!”

“How does it taste?” you asked, turning to your friends.

“(Y/n), muggle coffee is amazing.” Mattheo praised, soon followed by Blaise signaling he finished his drink.

“I should tell my father about this place,” Draco chimed in, and before you knew it, all the cups were empty.

“I should get back to work, see you at dinner.”

“What time do you finish?” Theodore's sudden interest surprised everyone.

“(Y/n)?”

"I'm done around six," You said while feeling a bit overwhelmed inside.

Theodore nodded, indicating your return to work.

Numerous customers kept you busy. Though you didn’t need money, the experience was enriching.

While your friends left at five, Theodore stayed. He moved to a quiet spot facing the counter where you worked.

Ignoring his shift, you focused on the new customers who walked in.

“(Y/n), it's six, you can leave,” your boss said, offering a pastry.

“Thanks,” grabbing your coat, you started to leave the kitchen.

“Are you done?” Theodore was poised by the counter, waiting for your response.

“Theodore, did you wait?”

Signaling to walk together, he said, “I had a few assignments that I wanted to finish early so I stayed longer.” His nervous fidgeting gave away his lie, his habit you remembered from your past relationship.

You hummed, touched by his waiting.

“I might visit often. I didn't mention earlier, but the coffee’s great.”

Walking back to Hogwarts, feelings for Theodore surfaced since the breakup.

How could you move on when he acted this way?

For two months, Theodore kept his promise, visiting the café every Wednesday and Saturday, bringing schoolwork, and leaving with you.

You felt the emotions returning but you were scared to get hurt. After all, he initiated the breakup, right?

Your friends noticed Theodore’s absence on your workdays, understanding where Theodore was without verbal explanation.

“One large iced coffee, please.” You prepared a cup, “And your name?”

“Theo.”

“Oh,” You looked up at Theodore. “One large iced coffee for Theodore.” You repeated his order and placed the cup down.

“Why don’t you call me Theo anymore?” His disappointment was evident.

Meeting his gaze, you explained, “Because we’re just friends.”

Theodore observed the cup, then you.

“You know what, I think I forgot something at my dorm. I’m going to go.” His tone was sharper than he meant, leaving the café abruptly.

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“Now you're the clueless one. Salazar, why do I have two of them?” Lorenzo dramatized, earning an eye roll from you.

Theodore disappeared after the café meeting. Unaware of his whereabouts, your friends gathered in the common room, waiting for his return.

“I mean, (Y/n), Enzo's right,” Pansy said, sipping the muggle coffee you brewed for the group.

“He ended things months ago. I don’t see why you're all on his side.” Frowning, you didn’t grasp their empathy toward Theodore.

“(Y/n), listen,” Blaise interrupted, “Regardless of who initiated the breakup, Theodore has come to your café twice a week for months, just to be spend time with you.”

Draco echoed Blaise’s sentiments. “OWLS were done a month ago, yet he still visits. Give Theo credit for trying.”

You sighed, “I care for him, but I don’t want to be hurt again. He should just tell me. His actions are misleading if he doesn’t want to reconcile.”

Lost in thought, the warmth of the common room enveloped you, the crackling fire providing a soothing ambiance.

As evening approached, your thoughts circled Theodore’s sudden exit from the café, leaving you unsettled, your mind in disarray.

Unnoticed, the common room door creaked open. Theodore entered, visibly anxious. His eyes met yours, a blend of hesitation and resolve painting his expression.

The room fell silent as Theodore approached you, a mix of emotions playing across his face. Without a word, you got up and led him out of the common room.

The two of you reached the Blake Lake, facing each other, as tension filled the air. Theodore struggled with his thoughts, torn between holding back and speaking up.

“I’m sorry for earlier,” he started, a hint of regret in his tone. “I didn’t mean to leave abruptly. I've been struggling, (Y/n).”

“Struggling? With what, Theodore?”

Gathering his thoughts, he spoke earnestly. “With everything between us. The breakup, it wasn't about not caring about you. I was scared.”

“Scared?” Your voice softened, understanding blooming within.

Theodore nodded, his eyes never leaving yours. “I was scared that you would realize I was holding you back and leave me. So I thought if I let you go, you would be better off.”

Your heart ached, his honesty striking a chord with your own doubts. “But, Theodore, you never gave me a chance to choose. You made that decision for me.”

“I know, and I regret it every day.” Remorse filled his words, his vulnerability evident. “I visited the café because I wanted to be near you. But I understand if it’s been confusing for you.”

Silence hung, emotions swirling like a storm.

“I never stopped loving you,” you whispered, emotions stirring within.

He met your gaze, “I don't want to lose you again, (Y/n). I want us to start over, I'll do everything to make things right.”

“Let's take it slow, Theodore. Start over and let's see where it takes us.”

A soft smile appeared on his face, relief in his eyes. “I promise, I'll do everything.”

"I've missed this," Theodore confessed softly, his eyes reflecting a mixture of emotions.

You gently squeezed his hand, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Me too. I think we both needed this time to figure things out."

Theodore stopped walking, turning to face you with resolve. "I want us to try again, to be together, properly this time.”

Your heart skipped a beat, warmth spreading through you at his words. You looked into his eyes, seeing a depth of sincerity that reassured you more than any words could. "I want that too, Theodore. Let's give us another chance."

With that shared agreement, a sense of relief and joy washed over both of you. Walking hand in hand, Theodore smiled for the first time in months.

“Now, will you call me Theo?”

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multific · 3 months

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In This Together

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Summary: Your period is late.

You tried your best not to panic. You tried your best to keep it together.

You tried... but on the inside, you were panicking over it.

And who wouldn't be?

Your period was late! And you wanted to crawl into a hole and cry all day.

Overdramatic? Possibly, yes.

But you were scared, so in your mind, it all made sense.

You even got to a point on your third day that you avoided Mattheo at all costs.

Which he of course noticed.

He tried to catch you in the halls but you were quicker.

He even debated barging into the girl's restroom at one point.

On the fifth day, he finally caught you and cornered you in the library.

"Why are you avoiding me?" he genuinely looked hurt.

"It's just..." you looked up at him, you knew no one was around you, so you decided to tell him. "I'm late."

"What do you mean? You don't have any classes."

"No..." you wanted to cry and yell but you just let out a sigh. "My period is late." you whispered and he froze in one place.

"But we always used... protection."

"Yes."

"How would it be possible? Did you check with the nurse?"

"I didn't check. My period always came when it should."

"We should go to the nurse."

"I'm scared." you said and you sounded so honest and desperate Mattheo hugged you.

"I'm here, we will figure it out okay? It could be that you are just a bit later than usual. Everything will be fine." he kissed your hair as you hugged him closer.

The next morning, you woke up to a certain pain.

A pain you knew very well.

And indeed, your panic was for nothing. You were simply later than usual.

You felt so relieved.

Someone knocked on your door before barging in.

"Good morning, Beautiful, so, I made a plan. Simple but I think we could do it. So, you stay in school, I drop out. I go and work in a store or at the Ministry, anywhere. I will put all my paychecks to one side and it would be a start. Then, you can give birth and we would have a home, you can decide if you want to go to finish school after or work, but I also have a small inheritance from my father so we can figure it out."

You blinked at your boyfriend.

"You didn't sleep did you?"

"Not a blink! Theo threw pillows at me because I kept mumbling, but I thought my plan was good. What do you say?"

"I really do appreciate you coming up with this, Matty but-"

"We are keeping the baby. I don't think that is up for debate... at least not to me."

"We don't have to keep the baby."

"But I want to! I-I realize we are young but we can do it."

"Matty, I'm not pregnant. You were right, my period was just later than usual."

"Oh." his shoulders slacked. "And I spent all night thinking..."

"I appreciate it, and it is very nice to know you wouldn't just leave."

"Of course, I wouldn't."

"Yes, I get it. You look disappointed."

"I'm not going to lie, I spent probably the last four hours just imagining the cutest kid with your eyes and smile and... I kinda am disappointed. It's okay though, I know your father would have killed me so at least now we can wait until after marriage."

"Yes, what? You want to get married?"

"Don't get me started on that. It was another sleepless night after you told me about your father and his... older views." you smiled and walked over to him.

"I love you." you wanted to say so many things, but you knew this would be simple and enough.

"I love you too." you hugged him and kissed him. "Then, I will get you some chocolate and candy."

"Aww, thank you. Who could have thought you would be such a great boyfriend."

"Well, duh. I'm the best Slytherin."

"That you are."

"And the best boyfriend."

"Exactly." you pulled him in for another kiss.

You really feared that he would just run and be like the guy your friends thought he would be, but it was good to know that he had his own plans, and his future certainly involved you.

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fuckaperioddrama · 24 days

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Française vs. Italianò

Smut | Theodore Nott | French Fem!Reader

Author’s Note: A little silly.

Proofread, but there might be mistakes.

Masterlist

Minors DNI | 18+

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Your knuckles were turning white. Glancing down at the color changing in your skin you couldn't help but drift over to the dark red bottle in your hands. You were gripping it with such force you began to wonder if the glass would break or perhaps you could break it another way. By smashing it over your Italian boyfriend's stupid head.

Theo looked no different from you. His hand was gripping the shelf next to him so harshly you thought he might pull it down. That would sure send the poor older woman up front into a panic. A whole shelf of her wine shattered on the floor as you shatter another bottle over Theo's head.

Theo took a deep breath to calm himself down. You and he had had this same argument many, many times before. On Friday nights you and Theo would go to Hogsmeade, and pick up food, and a bottle of wine before heading back to Hogwarts. The food was always picked up at a neutral location. You and Theo decided to stop eating French and Italian food together after the unfortunate incident of your 7th date.

Theo took you to his favorite Italian restaurant and you made one comment about how the food would have tasted better if they used butter for this certain dish instead of oil because that's what the French do. Theo went ballistic.

You two were broken up for four days, both too stubborn to apologize. It wasn't until Blaise intervened that you finally got over yourselves and made up. After that, you two decided you would probably just get something else next time. Wine, however? Neither you nor Theo were giving up your wine. You were supposed to alternate, one week getting Italian and the other French, but this week there seemed to be some debate on whose turn it was.

Theo let go of the shelf, dropping both hands to his side as he raised his chin and took a deep breath. Once he felt a touch calmer he lowered his eyes to yours, staring at you, and trying to remember why he was with you in the first place. "We're getting the Italian wine."

"No, we got the Italian wine last week. That means we're getting the French wine this week!" Your grip on the bottle narrowed even more and you felt your palm begin to sweat against the glass as heat rose in you.

"Odio i francesi," Theo muttered under his breath as he turned away from you and grabbed a bottle of wine from the shelf. (I hate French people.)

“Je déteste les Italiens. Et je parle italien aussi, idiot,” you fired back, taking a step closer to Theo. You'd sooner drop dead than walk out of the store with an Italian bottle of wine. (I hate Italian people. And I speak Italian too, idiot.)

Theo thought back to those 4 days he spent without you early into your relationship. Those days were long and awful, but could a man really give up his principles for the woman he loves? Would he be willing to sacrifice his livelihood in order to make you happy? Typically, the answer would be yes but there wasn't anything that was going to come between him and the right wine. "What if we get both? I'll get the Italian wine and you get the French wine."

Theo thought this compromise would save the relationship crumbling before him, but you were unmoving. He watched your vision narrow in on the bottle in his hand as your face twisted into disgust. "I'm not bringing Italian wine into my room."

"I'm not bringing French wine into mine," he argued growing both even more angered at this conversation and also growing exhausted by the never-ending problem.

"Fine. Then I'll get me the good wine, you can drink whatever shitty excuse that is and we'll just go our separate ways for the night." You held up your bottle of wine, shaking the contents in Theo's face before making your way to the register. You were tired of the conversation too.

Why did you have to fall in love with an Italian man?

Approaching the register, you forced whatever smile you could onto your face as you approached the sweet woman behind it. She had always been nice to you and Theo. Plus it wasn't her fault you couldn't stand your boyfriend. "Is this all?" she asked.

You nodded your head and just as you placed the bottle down on the counter you felt a force pull you back. "We're still deciding," Theo snapped. You shot the spooked woman an apologetic look as Theo dragged you to the back of the store. You watched as all of the wine on the shelves faded into a blur of white, red, and pink before Theo finally pulled you back into the bathroom and locked the door behind you.

"I'm not changing my mind, Theo, So whatever bullshit you're about to spew out of your dumb mouth just-"

"Shut up," Theo said as he rushed forward, gripping your neck in his hand as the impact of his lips hit yours. The kiss was harsh and frenzied. His mouth moved against your own as the hand around your neck began to softly close in. Theo pulled back from the kiss, holding your neck in place while his other hand gently cupped your face, a contrast to his other that began to apply more force. "Why can't you ever just shut up," Theo muttered, running his thumb over your bottom lip before he tucked his own between his teeth, staring down at you.

Theo removed his hands, placing them on your hips. A new wave of consciousness washed over you as your lungs filled with air. He began to walk forward, pushing you back until you hit the hard surface of the sink behind you. He steadily lowered his head down until his nose was brushing against yours. "Jump."

The argument between you and Theo was long forgotten. Honestly, you didn’t even remember why you were angry anymore. But Theo remembered. He remembered the attitude, the way you looked at him, the way you walked away from him. So when you took a second too long to follow his orders he took matters into his own hands, gripping your hips as he lifted you and placed you on the counter. Theo was out of patience.

You gasped at the sudden movement and Theo swiftly moved to cover it by placing his lips on yours once more. He glided to your pants, popping the button open and you lifted your hips to aid him in taking them off.

“We have to be quiet, Tesoro,” Theo whispered as he pried your thighs open. He moved his lips down to your neck, taking the skin between his teeth before sucking in harshly. You gasped once you felt Theo’s fingers drag across your clothed slit. Theo lifted his other hand up, forcing two fingers into your mouth as he tilted your head to look at him. “I said be quiet.”

“Perché devi sempre mettermi alla prova?” Theo cursed as he swiftly moved your underwear to the side, running his fingertip through your folds. (Why do you always have to test me?)

His finger began to curl against your clit, moving up and down as he shoved his fingers deeper into your mouth. “Lo fai apposta? Vuoi essere trattato così? Come una puttana?” He hummed as his breath pushed against your face. “Suck,” he ordered. (Do you do it on purpose? Do you want to be treated like this? Like a whore?)

Theo’s eyes fixated on your mouth as you began to follow his orders. He quickened his pace on your clit, flicking his fingers against it harshly. You squeezed your eyes shut as a whimper left your mouth. He pressed down, adding pressure as he basked in the sight of you. He watched your eyelashes flutter as your lips wrapped around his index and middle finger, and drool dripped from your chin. Theo felt the fabric of his pants begin to grow tighter and tighter against him, but his mind wouldn't let him focus on himself. Not when he could focus on you instead.

He dropped his fingers down from your now throbbing bud, using the slickness of your folds to help push them inside of you. Your back arched as you began to gag on the fingers he had pressed against your tongue. He removed them from your mouth and you felt your hips begin to jolt, trying to chase your release.

"You seem desperate, cara mia," Theo breathed as he began pumping his fingers in and out of you, going at a relentless pace. "You weren't desperate when you were walking away from me earlier." Theo angled his fingers to the side, feeling the sponginess of your walls push against him as he hit that one spot over and over again.

"Tell me how much you need me, bellisima." Your knees locked as your legs began to quiver, a pressure building in you that needed to be released. "Look at me," Theo said causing you to open your eyes and meet his. The blue of his iris sparkled as he took in your glazed-over stare. "Tell me how much you need me."

"I need you, Theo," you gasped, as he added another finger. Your mind ran quiet, only concerned with the feeling of Theo working you open.

"Tell me how much you love me," he asserted, watching as you came closer and closer to falling apart before him.

"I love you, Theo." Crying out, you finally gave in releasing all over Theo's fingers. Your breath staggered with each feeling of pressure being released.

Theo continued his pace only withdrawing his hand once you finished. You watched him as he lifted his fingers back to your mouth, obediently parting your lips when he pushed his fingers passed. Theo began to undo his belt as you sucked your juices clean from his fingers.

As soon as he was done pulling down his zipper he popped his fingers from your mouth, pressing his lips to yours and moaning as he took in your taste. He eagerly pushed his clothes down his legs, grabbing his cock as be began to pump it in his hand. "Ti amo." (I love you.)

Theo lined himself up with your entrance rubbing his tip through your folds before pushing himself into you. He went gradually, letting himself sink in. Your head rested against his chest, feeling your walls stretch as his hips moved inward.

You both gasped feeling Theo fully enter you, your thighs moving back as his skin pressed against yours. Theo gave you time to adjust, letting you get used to the feeling of him. You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging lightly as you forced his head back and kissed him. He moaned into the kiss and grabbed your legs, taking that as his signal to go.

Theo ground against you, letting his hips roll as he pumped his hard cock in and out of you. Each stroke was slow but grew harder and harder as they continued. He pushed his tongue into your mouth, silencing your moans as he started to go quicker, beginning to brutally sink his cock into your cunt.

You threw your head back and Theo in anticipation placed his palm over your mouth as you cried out in pleasure. His hand that was still wrapped around your thigh lifted your leg, placing it flush against his waist as he angled himself inside you, letting out a low moan as he felt your walls hug his excruciatingly hard cock. "Mi stai prendendo cosi bene," he strangled out before his mouth hung open from the sensation. (You're taking me so well.)

Theo moved his hand from your mouth bringing it to your neck. He gave it a soft squeeze to draw your attention to him. You locked eyes with Theo, seeing the redness of his cheeks that highlighted the beads of sweat running down them. His gaze still held so much frustration, so much anger. Maybe you shouldn’t have walked away from him earlier.

Never wavering your gaze, you wrapped your other leg tightly around him drawing him deeper inside of you and tugging him forward. A soft whimper left Theo’s lips as he felt his sensitive tip push against your cervix. “Oh, fuck,” he staggered out before making a sound that sounded animalistic, the low frequency ringing in your ear. Theo’s grip on your neck compressed using it as leverage when he began to propel his large cock into your cunt.

You choked out a gasp grabbing onto Theo’s wrist as your vision blackened. A fire ran down your abdomen and you felt your body dissolve into static. “Theo I…I.”

Theo skimmed his lips against your ear, setting a soft kiss against your lobe. “Lascia andare, amore mio.” (Let go, my love.)

Tears began to build in your eyes and a wave of electricity went through you. Your mind went fuzzy as you felt your body release. Theo’s breathing began to stagger and his hips began to shake. Your walls tightened each time you covered his cock, milking him to his finish.

Theo let go of your neck, holding onto your waist as he rested his head against your shoulders. Still coming down from your climax, you pushed your face into his neck, catching your breath in his scent. “Never walk away from me again,” Theo whispered.

“I won’t.”

You leaned yourself into him, taking comfort in his presence as he continued pumping into you. Running your hands down his back, you gently pressed a kiss against his neck. “Donne toi à moi,” you encouraged, gently tracing your fingernails along his shirt. (Give yourself to me.)

Theo pushes a couple more times before coming to a stop, his muscles spasming as he ejects himself into you.

“Ti amo.”

“Je t'aime.”

(I love you.)

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The woman behind the register smiled at you and Theo as you approached her. She seemed a little weary due to Theo's prior outburst, but her shoulders visibly relaxed when Theo grinned back. She then brought out the bottle of wine you had previously placed on the counter. "Have we made a decision?" she asked.

Theo intertwined his fingers into yours before placing a different bottle right next to it. "We're going with the Tenuta dell’Ornellaia," he said as he reached for his wallet.

"Italian wine tonight?" she chuckled, grabbing the money from Theo. She was well aware of the constant bickering between the two of you, having witnessed it every week.

"Italian," Theo assured smugly, squeezing your hand in his before looking over at you. "Right?"

You turned to Theo, locking eyes with him before glancing back to the woman before you. "Right."

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finnott · 22 days

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SLYTHERIN BOYS REACT to your ‘best friend’ flirting with them.

CHARACTERS : Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire — READER : gn.reader — GENRE : fluff ig? kinda funny idk — WARNING : uncomfortableness — REQUESTED : nope.

MATTHEO RIDDLE :

he would immediately realize what's happening and would look so disgusted 😭

he would laugh at them for attempting to flirt with him

your friend made the worst mistake because he would insult them into the ground

he would talk so loudly about how much of a shitty friend they are for trying to flirt with their best friends boyfriend

letting people around them hear it

humiliating your friend so hard

and he would not hesitate to tell you about it in front of your friend

letting your friend watch everything

THEODORE NOTT :

he would give them the nastiest side eye lmaooo

would look so uninterested and would not say a single word to them

he’d just look around for you, and if he didn't see you, he’d get up and look for you, ignoring your friend's attempts to call him back.

he’s wait till you're done having fun to tell you what happened

he doesn't want to ruin your night

Would absolutely send death stares to your friend the rest of the night

it’ll be weeks after that all happened and he’d still give your ex friend the dirtiest looks

no one holds grudges as much as this man

LORENZO BERKSHIRE :

would be so confused at first lmaoo

would just stare at them like ??

the second he realizing they're trying to flirt with him he’d bust out laughing 😭

he’d literally won't stop laughing at them

you’d come up to him so confused about wtf he was laughing about

and he’d just straight up tell you while still laughing at your friend that's IN FRONT of y'all 😭😭

king of shit talkers tho cause the next day the whole school would find out what happened

and ur ex-friend's reputation would be in the trash

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cutielando · 2 months

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my lifeline ~ mattheo riddle

Summary: You are Mattheo’s lifeline, his one ray of sunshine in the darkness that is his life. A cute little breakdown of how your relationship to the Slytherin bad boy began.

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Mattheo had always had it rough.

Being the son of the Dark Lord brought enough complications to his life, let alone being at school with people who only made fun of him because of that.

It wasn’t fair. Nothing about his life seemed fair, but he had no choice about it. He couldn’t change who he was, no matter how much he wanted to.

But he could change the way he viewed himself.

And he did.

From the moment you had entered his life.

You transfering to Hogwarts from Beauxbatons had probably been the best thing that had ever happened to him.

Watching you timidly walk towards the Sorting Hat, anxiously waiting for it to speak and tell you which house you would join, seeing the sweet smile you had given the Slytherins once you joined them at their table and just so happened to have been sitting right across from him.

He knew, from the moment you had looked at him with your bright eyes, that he was a goner.

Over the course of your first weeks at the school, Mattheo had been the one to welcome you the best, always offering to show you around the castle, help you study or simply just keep you company while you would do homework together.

Pansy had also become your friend, very eager to have another girl in the friend group.

Pansy was also the first person to find out about your crush on the curly haired bad boy.

It didn’t come as a surprise, really. With the amount of time you had been spending together ever since you came to the school, the countless walks you had been on with him when the both of you had free time, the charming smiles he would give you whenever he would look at you.

He had you mesmerized and he didn’t even realize.

The holidays had proved to be the perfect opportunity for Mattheo to finally tell you what he was feeling, right before you left for home.

“Y/N!” he had called out for you as you were struggling to carry your luggage down the countless pairs of stairs towards the castle entrance.

You turned around, a smile immediately appearing on your kind face. The kind of smile that made the butterflies in Mattheo’s stomach go crazy.

“Hey, Mattheo. I was just about to leave for the train, I didn’t want to be late” you explained, gesturing towards your trunk.

You didn’t know if you should have said anything else, knowing that his father and him probably didn’t want to have anything to do with each other and he had no reason to want to go home for the holidays.

“I know, and I wanted to catch you just before you left. I wanted to tell you something that I’ve been putting off for the entire semester” he said, scratching the back of his neck.

You nodded, signaling that you were listening.

He let out a breath before speaking up once again.

“I like you, a lot. Ever since you transferred here, you’ve been on my mind. I’ve come to look forward to every minute that I get to spend with you, regardless of what we do. I just wanted to know if you would like to go on a date with me once you get back?” he asked, making you smile.

All the daydreams about what it would be like to be with him, to know that he was just yours, they were finally going to happen after so much lost time.

“Your timing really sucks” you joked, making him blush and nod. “But my answer is yes” you added before quickly leaning up to kiss his cheek and left.

Unbeknownst to you, the moment you had turned around and couldn’t see him anymore, he fist-bumped the air and did a little happy dance, being sure that nobody would see him and tarnish his bad boy reputation.

Typical.

During the time you spent away, you guys exchanged several letters, in most of them Mattheo was complaining about how slow the time was passing and how eager he was to see you again and take you out.

Which he did, the hour right after you had got back to Hogwarts.

Your date had been amazing, sipping your favorite warm drinks at the Three Broomsticks, browsing around your favorite shops in Hogsmeade, and then finally ending with a goodnight kiss right at the bottom of the stairs leading to your bedroom.

The news that you had become a couple spread around as quickly as a disease would. Gossip traveled very fast around a school full of teenagers, especially when it involved someone with a reputation like Mattheo.

Being seen together in front of the whole school had been something you were weary of, ever since he had asked you out; mainly because it was no news that your now boyfriend was a very handsome lad, and a good number of the girls from every house had a thing for him.

Imagine now, with him dating you, it had automatically put a big target on your back.

But not to worry, Mattheo was there for you.

“People are staring” you told him on the morning of your first breakfast together as a couple, a day after everyone had got back from holiday.

“So? Let them stare, I don’t care” he said, shrugging his shoulders and pulling you closer to him.

You gulped, noticing more and more girls whispering and looking at you over their shoulders, frantically it was more like glaring deep into your soul.

“Easy for you to say, you don’t have the entire female population of this castle hoping your head would explode so they can take your place” you had meant for it to sound like a joke in order to not worry Mattheo, but he had seen right through it.

Following your gaze, he had noticed just how much attention there was on you that morning. He cleared his throat, glaring at every single girl right back, which then prompted them to blush and turn away from you guys.

“Don’t worry about other people, they know nothing about us and they’re just jealous” he whispered to you, planting a kiss on your temple in comfort.

You knew that he was right, that you just had to drown everyone out and just focus on Mattheo and what you had.

And that was exactly what you did.

Months went by very quickly, making your relationship with Mattheo only blossom more and more with each passing day. The love shared between you was more intense than anything either of you had experienced before.

You two helped each other, motivated and encouraged one another. You helped him deal with his problems, listened to him whenever he needed to unwind and just talk to someone about his home, about what his childhood was like and what being Voldemort’s son had done to him.

You slowly helped him out of his shell, making him open to you more and more each passing day, making sure he was comfortable whenever he was around you and always made sure he was okay, no matter where you were or what the circumstances were.

You became what he needed, his savior.

A lifeline to pull him back to reality when he would need it the most, whenever he would feel like he was about to fall off the edge.

You were his life.

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prettybabybaby · 10 days

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¡ 18+ only ! ¡ minors do not interact !

pairing: theodore nott x reader

content: noncon, intoxication

theodore doesn’t care.

it had been his idea to break up to begin with. you were left with no choice but to accept it. you sobbed in his chest that night, clinging to his t-shirt as he simply sat there and let you. he let you slip away hours later, embarrassed and hot to the touch, nose running and breath uneven. he had even sighed in relief to see you go, envisioning how good the new women would look in his bed, legs spread for him. he was happy to see you go.

until he saw another man’s fingers graze your shoulder, trailing up the slope of your neck before curling around it. theo saw the excitement flash in your irises as he squeezed the sides, hips swaying against yours as the vibration of bass-heavy music shook your frame.

an ugly feeling settled in theo’s stomach when the other man’s lips hovered over yours, extending in what felt like slow motion. theodore glared to no avail, only met with one singular shit-eating grin from the man. theo felt his nails dig into his palm as he curled his fists in an attempt to keep him marching over there and taking back what was rightfully his. you.

seeing you wandering around alone, roaming empty halls of the dungeons with a sway in your steps, unconsciously making your way to theo’s dorm made him unable to resist.

you looked so sweet in your dress, tight and dark red, clung to every curve and dip. theodore would have never let you out in such a short dress, especially when he knew just how disgusting men’s thoughts could be. including his.

you jumped as his heavy hand landed on your shoulder. but a faux sugary sweet tone and charming grin was all it took to get you to follow him inside. leading to where he is now. grunting and tracing his finger down the familiar line of your spine as you lay limp against the edge of his mattress. threats of mattheo pushing past the unlocked door of their shared dorm at any given moment pushed theo to thrust harder, faster.

theo bent over your frame, nuzzling his nose into your hair that smelled more like alcohol than your shampoo. he nosed at your neck, licking the salty sweat-coated skin. his hips moved against yours, pushing his cock inside you until it stretched your walls and prodded at the spot deep inside you. you weakly whined, throwing a hand behind you in a feeble attempt to get your ex-boyfriend off of you.

but theodore couldn’t care less. he relished in the tight and familiar squeeze of your velvet walls around his cock, the warmth of your skin, and the curves of your body melding with his own.

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mxqdii · 3 months

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idk if you do harrry potter headcanons so i’m so sorry if you don’t 😭😭 but would you be able to do a mattheo riddle x adhd!reader one? i just think it’d be so interesting to see your take on it!

headcannons - m.r x adhd gf

pairings: mattheo riddle x reader

summary: headcannons

warning(s): mental health mentions

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now, mattheo doesnt know much about mental health stuff like adhd, but he does notice certain things you do.

the way you cant sit still in class, or the way you can never seem to focus on anything

and sure, he doesnt like to pay attention, but he can, you can never seem to really grasp onto the lesson, or even just concentrate properly

so he asks you about it, not thinking much of it

when you tell him the reason, your worried at first, but honestly. he kinda finds you having adhd weirdly cute

he likes when you're impulsive and nervous, obviously to an extent though

if he sees you picking at your skin, he gently grabs your hands and holds them instead

cant focus? thats fine! mattheo actually starts taking notes in class and concentrating just so he can teach you afterwards (sobbing wtf)

i guess in a way you having adhd helps him too! in the sense that now he does his work for you to then see and stuff

plus he likes being your teacher (in more ways then one ykyk)

he also has mood swings of his own, so he learns exactly how to take care of yours, whether you're sad or mad, he knows how to fix it.

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hydemenot · 4 months

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OFF LIMITS - mattheo r. | pt. 2

➠ A week after the incident, you've been meeting with Mattheo Riddle more than before—with the excuse of being an unsaid member of your revenge against Descamps, the cause of the mentioned incident—and, unbeknownst to each other, feelings began to bloom between the two of you despite the odds (odds being your brother, Theodore Nott).

The revenge takes a turn when things don't go according to the plan. INSPIRED BY MIXTE 1963

before reading: fem!reader, implied innocence (this is the 60s) more on mattheo's pov but it's a bit mixed with the two of yous ! boys fighting, cursing, theo is hated (lovingly), cliffhanger, this chapter feels filler-y but we move

📚: PART 1 | PART 2 | PART XX

Mattheo's mind couldn't focus on anything that's written on the blackboard or the professor's words, which he knew deep down he'd regret later on during the exams. His thoughts were filled with you, and for good reasons—well, some were. Mattheo couldn't shake the first time he saw you on Theo's bed. While you were a bit battered and bruised, somehow it didn't shun your beauty. He saw a bit of resemblance between you and Theo, but he couldn't deny that you were on a whole different level. He believed the rumors were true; Beauxbatons' students were all unbelievably pretty.

It's been a week since the incident, and Theo, who's just as distracted as Mattheo for a different reason, has been more lenient with him meeting you—if lenient was being the epitome of a wall in between the two of you. Planning revenge took three people; you insisted it was, so you were always around when Theo was, giving Mattheo the chance to have a conversation with you as much as he could.

As expected, once the school bell rang, he was quick to catch the colored dress you decided to wear today, accompanied by a jacket that protected you from the cold breeze near the door of their classroom. Mattheo wasted no time collecting his things, but not without Theo practically zooming past him, purposely giving daggers of glare to any of the boys who kept their eyes on you.

Once Mattheo was out of the room, he could hear Theo's lecturing tone already.

"I told you to wait for us by the Great Hall!" He said, his voice raised in an angered whisper, but it didn't go unnoticed by him how Theo purposely covered you with his arm, leaning against the wall. You didn't back down, of course, crossing your arm and reciprocating your brother's irritated expression.

"I looked weird waiting out there, Theo—there were at least five people that asked me if I was lost."

"You couldn't handle the sixth one?" Mattheo chuckled, joining in on the tense conversation. He placed a hand on his friend's back, patting him to calm down. "Don't be so harsh on your sister, Theo. I hope you're not forgetting she's the victim here, right?"

Mattheo laughed as Theo brushed his hand off and watched as he took hold of your wrist, making a beeline up the staircase. During lunch breaks, the three of you decided that it'd be better to talk inside their dorm. The first time you sat next to them caused a bit of an uproar within the guys, especially seniors who knew him and Theo—it caused a lot of misunderstandings about you, ones that the two boys aren't particularly fond of hearing. It also helped gain secrecy about their plan to 'avenge' you.

Theo was called by one of their Latin professors, so Mattheo took the initiative to get the two of you to the dorms first—of course, not without Theo threatening to take not just one but two of Mattheo's heads off if he tried anything funny with you. Mattheo tried to ignore the questioning glance from you along the way.

Once Mattheo threw his bag on his bed and slumped down next to it, you groaned in displeasure at your brother's action (that's what it looked like to him, at least). His eyes followed you up to where you sat next to him, your bag laid on your lap.

"Suffocating, isn't he? Somehow he fills the whole room just by being himself," he started, looking over at you with pity, though his tone was laced with jest.

You rolled your eyes, not being able to contain your smile at his words. "Truly a pleasure to be with."

"Can't believe you handled him for so long and you didn't even have a choice," Mattheo urged for the 'Theo hate train'. It almost felt like talking shit behind your brother's back turned into a bonding moment between you and Mattheo.

"Well, you did, but you still chose him," you said with an amused shrug.

This caused Mattheo to sit up, hands on his chest, in faux-offense. "I beg to differ, sweetheart; that bloke chose me." Your raised eyebrow made him add more. "Not to mention, he insisted on staying with me because, and I quote, the only student he can handle."

You shook your head as you covered your mouth to laugh. "I don't think that's a good thing, Mattheo; I don't know."

You tried to ignore the funny feeling in your stomach at the mention of the nickname, not used to being called such endearments other than from your mother. Spending your first entire week in Mattheo's presence was nothing but bliss. He's the first guy friend you've ever made, and you were glad it was him. Despite his displayed callousness between his friends, Mattheo was sweet and kind to you. But that didn't also mean he looked down on you. You remembered hearing Mattheo, from when you first started waiting for them by their classroom, about how he insisted on letting you get at least a few punches here and there because he knew you could.

Mattheo didn't reply to your teasing, answering with a hearty laugh, causing you to join him. You liked him quite a lot, even though you're sure Theo would put Mattheo's head on a stake if he knew.

Speaking of, Theo finally arrived with a tired huff as he threw his messenger bag against his bed's mattress and began loosening his tie—your eyes curiously looked at Mattheo to see he wasn't wearing one.

"Professor made you show off your smarts again?" Mattheo spoke up. You turned back to face Theo as he sighed again. "In front of investors, I'm guessing."

"That would've been better, but no, it's to show off his teaching skills to the new English teacher," Theo explained with a nonchalant expression.

"Ah, it must've been hard for you." You could just tell from Mattheo's tone that he was far from concerned, making you giggle to yourself. Being in close proximity, Mattheo heard you and tried his best to contain his laughter. You saw your brother's eyes going back and forth between the two of you, full of suspicion. You coughed into your hand to calm yourself.

"So, any news on Descamps?" Mattheo suddenly asked you, trying to change the subject, but you can still see the way he raised his eyebrows that he's still holding back.

You nodded, looking back at Theo, who had his usual serious face that kept you from getting infected by Mattheo's giggle fest beside you. "If I'm not wrong, he spends most of his time after class on the open grounds with his friends."

Mattheo hummed. "That gives us the opportunity to embarrass him then," he said as he made eye contact with Theo too. They were talking again—telepathically, you guessed. Is it a best friends' thing?

"We'll wait for him there. Our class ends 15 minutes earlier than yours, so just go straight to us, okay?"

The plan was for you to wait on Descamps and his friends to fix their things—a signal that they're about to leave—before heading to the open grounds, but it seemed like fate really hated you when the blonde boy suddenly approached you before you could stand up from your table. The professor left first, leaving some of your useless classmates to just stare at the scene.

Descamps' one hand landed on your table while the other held on to the back of your seat, perfectly locking you in. "What do you want?" You said with a glare, a similarity Mattheo once commented on that really reminded him that Theodore Nott was your brother, though it didn't falter the boy's annoying confidence.

"Don't act all cheeky now, Nott. As if you weren't following me around all week with your little heart eyes." His friends laughed while Descamps had that disgusting smirk. Unlike Mattheo's, it only made him look creepy.

You scoffed, tightening your grip on your bag. "You've misunderstood me, Descamps; I don't have heart eyes for boys who kick girls." You retorted loudly enough for the remaining students to hear. They gasped and began whispering to one another, but they stayed where they were, giving no intention of intervening or even just calling back the professor.

You embarrassed him once again, making you smile to yourself. "Now that we've made it all clear, can I leave?" You attempted to stand up, not fearing to go face to face with Descamps, as much as you hated his face, but that all stopped when he grabbed you by your hair. He grabbed a handful from the back of your head, earning a yell from you. You dropped your bag to the floor and used both of your hands to grab his wrist.

"Bitches like you never learn, do you? A bitch who sluts herself out for her seniors shouldn't have so much confidence." He threw you against the cold tiles of your classroom floor, your hair disheveled. You groaned in pain, holding onto your side. Thankfully, your arm managed to catch your head from colliding with the ground, but you still heard ringing from your ears at the impact. Tears began to well up from your eyes, shame running through your entire body of being at the end of the stick again.

You tried to stand up and run away, but before you could lift yourself from the ground, the sounds of chairs roughly scraping against the tiles filled the room. More people gathered by the door as Mattheo practically flung himself against Descamps.

"You fucking piece of shit!" Mattheo yelled as he grabbed Descamps' collar. You watched in fear as he mercilessly pinned the boy to the ground. You weren't used to seeing Mattheo with such anger on his face. He looked like he had no intention to stop unless someone forced him off of Descamps. You felt arms wrapped around you, making you turn to see Theo with the same expression at Mattheo, though he was facing Descamps' friends, who cowardly stood back.

Worry overwhelmed your nerves at the scene. "Theo—"

He grabbed your bag and placed a hand on your head where it was pulled on, causing you to wince. You couldn't tell what expression Theo had when he said, "It's fine; don't worry about him."

As if on cue, three other seniors ran past the forming crowd by the door. Two of them pulled Mattheo by both his arms while the other held down Descamps by his shoulder, keeping him on the ground. From the looks of what Mattheo did, he wouldn't be able to stand up without help anyway. The students watching, which only increased by the second resulted in even the windows being blocked, helped block the teachers making their way towards the scene. Your head ached from the chaos; the only thing you wished for was for all this to end and leave.

"Can we go, Theo? There are too many teachers outside." You looked over the growing crowd and said, "I don't want any of us to get in trouble, especially the two of you." Expulsion was the bare minimum punishment for what happened today, and you didn't want to cause not only your brother's education but also that of Mattheo, who only got involved because he had the misfortune of being Theo's roommate; nothing but guilt flooded your mind at that thought.

Theo nodded once he saw the teachers peaking over the students. "No one's getting in trouble except for that stronzo(asshole)," he replied, pointing over Descamps.

Theo lifted you up from the ground by your good arm, still carrying your bag, and fetched Mattheo from the two seniors by the sleeves of his uniform. Your eyes landed on the boy, instinctively grabbing a hold of his hand. Mattheo's knuckles were covered in blood, most probably mixed with Descamps and his. You knew that this would've happened even if things were to go as planned, but you weren't truly ready to see Mattheo in such a state.

Your chest pounded uncomfortably at every breath you took as Mattheo's calloused fingers intertwined with yours—you're sure it wasn't just the fact that the three of you were running away from the classroom to your brother's dorm.

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sinsirellaxx · 4 days

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Toxic!Slytherin boys when they realize that if they don't make an effort to change, they will never fully win the heart of the person they believe to be the love of their life.

Slytherin Boys – when they realize that they could lose you if they don't make an effort to change

Warnings: toxic boys, being their toxic selves.

Mattheo …

… would struggle so much. He would be in complete denial and think that everyone else was trying to force you apart until you finally broke down in front of him because of something he had said. His eyes had widened when he heard you whimper as you cried. And that was the first time he actually questioned himself.

… was plagued by nightmares that night, when he laid in bed. Nightmares of losing you. In the morning, he had to accept the truth: He was going to lose you if he didn’t change.

… would change slowly, as it proved to be more difficult to let old habits die than he expected. He wouldn’t talk about it or apologize to you in fear of making you realize what big of an asshole he had been to you – he couldn’t risk losing you. He would only apologize and tell you he’d change if you were to fight.

Theodore …

… is confused when you angrily shut the door behind you, standing in the middle of his room, all alone, with his mouth agape.

… would immediately take it back a notch and suppress the urge to control and manipulate you.

… would apologize to you with tears in his beautiful eyes as he lifted your hands to his face to press kisses onto every single finger.

… would not be as cocky and arrogant as usual after being ignored by you for days – because for the first time ever, he was scared of losing you.

… would buy you flowers every day – he would even make the lemon biscotti his late mother used to make him to cheer him up.

“My mother used to make these for me to express her love for me and I hope it conveys the same message to you. I’m so sorry, amore. I was wrong – please forgive me.”

Lorenzo …

… would be dead-serious when he realized you were drifting away.

… would try everything to tighten his grip on you – which backfired at first. While he was trying to pull you closer, he pushed you even further away with his clinginess.

… would have to confide in his friend, for he couldn’t find a balanced way to change but he wouldn’t be satisfied with their feedback.

… in the end he would sit you down and talk to you – heart to heart. He would push aside his pride and talk about his insecurities with you and tell you that he wanted to change.

… had been scared at first – thinking you would laugh into his face. However, it seemed to be the right thing to do as you seemed to melt away at his vulnerability, throwing your arms around him in a warm embrace.

“Thank you, love. I’ll be better, I promise.”

Draco …

… panics.

… is frantic because he does not know what to do. What were you expecting of him?

… would be too proud to ask you.

… asks his mother instead, who is disappointed by her son’s behavior.

… will think about his mother’s words after the hour-long lecture that he had to sit through and will try to apply some of her advice.

… will work really hard to make things right.

“I’m sorry for neglecting your feelings, princess.”

Blaise …

… knew it was coming.

… knew that you were smart and that you would probably be fed up with him if he went too far – which he apparently did.

… he’d be at your door the next morning after the fight, ready to do whatever you asked of him.

“Babe, I truly love you – please forgive me. I know you love me too. So, please … give me another chance.”

Tom …

… refuses to change.

… does not recognize his mistakes or wrong-doings – he thinks you’re being overly sensitive and dramatic.

… is a legilimens and uses his abilities to his advantage – if he finds out that you are too weak to leave him – too in love – he’ll never change.

… however, if he is worried, he’ll entertain your wish for him to change occasionally. Giving into some of your demands once in a while if it works out for him only to go back to his usual ways.

… will have you trapped that way. If you somehow try to leave him, he’ll still have his trusted wand to assist him.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, doll. Now be a good girl and come here – you know I’d never harm you in any way.”

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crvptidgf · 17 days

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Rainy Nights

Mattheo Riddle x Reader (fluff)

➸ summary: cuddling with Mattheo on a rainy day in october

➸ warnings/notes: none

word count: 534

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THE RAIN HAS been non-stop for almost a week now. Orange leaves turned to mush as the ground became wetter and wetter as the days rolled by.

Floating jack-o-lanterns littered the Great Hall, and soft melodies played in the background, seemingly coming from nowhere.

A cheesy halloween movie played in-front of you as you laid on your boyfriend’s chest, his breathing pattern becoming more relaxed as time passed. The soft pitter patter of rain could be heard outside, even all the way down in the Slytherin dungeons. The fish in the Black Lake could be seen outside of the common room window, their normal habitat too cold for them to stay at the shallow end for too long.

Mattheo caressed your bare arm as the movie continued playing, his eyes closed and not focused on the movie at all.

“Hey, you said you’d pay attention to the movie,” you scolded.

He only grinned in response. His annoyingly pearly teeth clashed against his skin as his smile spread, his eyes opening ever so slightly to gaze at you.

“I never said that,” he replied, turning his head to see you better. “I said I’d let you pick the movie, not that I’d watch it.”

You only rolled your eyes at him. Of course he would find a loophole in his own statement. What a cheeky bastard.

“Okay but you love me and you want to make me happy. So watch the movie.”

The vibrations in his chest indicated that he found your sentence funny. Sitting upright, you raised your eyebrows at him.

“Do I?” he mumbled jokingly.

Fine. He wanted to play this game? You could handle that.

“Ohhh,” you said calmly, trying not to let a smile slip out. “You don’t love me? There shouldn’t be a problem if I told you to sleep in your own dorm tonight then?”

Almost immediately, Mattheo’s face fell.

“Did I say ‘do I’? I meant yes I do my beautiful princess.”

You burst out laughing at his antics. Despite his attitude you noticed that he was actually paying attention to the movie now. His eyes glinted in the dark room, the light from your laptop illuminating his features.

He really was gorgeous. And you always envied his long lashes.

“I don’t think I’m convinced. I think I should sleep here alone…” you said, trying to gauge his reaction.

In an instance you were flipped over, your laptop toppling over at the foot of the bed. Soft, wet kisses were left all over your face as Mattheo trapped you under his arms. You giggled at the ticklish feeling.

“You know I love you,” he said, his voice muffled by your cheek as he pressed his lips to it.

Heart fluttering, you answered him. “I know. I love you too.”

He dropped his head on your chest after he adjusted the laptop to face you guys once again. Listening to your heartbeat, his eyes began to droop again.

“So I can stay here tonight?”

It was a mere whisper, but you caught it anyway.

“You can always stay here.”

Leaving a chaste kiss to his forehead, it wasn’t long before sleep overtook you as well, the movie long forgotten.

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crimsntwlip · 5 months

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"i said i love the smiths" | pt. 2

pairing: mattheo riddle x fem!reader

warnings: slow burn, readers status not mentioned, reader is a slytherin

summary: after that little interaction that happened between you and mattheo, he starts to notice you more.

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a few days had passed since the little gathering in slytherin. mattheo was currently sitting in potions class next to theodore, quietly dozing off into his own little world while snape’s monotonous words bore him to death.

his mind drifted to her, thinking back to the little interaction they had during the party and how quickly he wanted to get to know more of her. during those few days that had passed, mattheo was consumed by thoughts of (y/n). he had become more aware of you; previously, he had not even known your name or acknowledged your presence in the classes you both shared, something he had not realized until recently.

he had his eyes fixed on the back of your head without realizing it. snape on the other hand, clearly noticed the distracted gaze mattheo had, quickly calling him out for it.

“mister riddle!” he exclaimed loudly, making him jump slightly in embarrassment as everyone turned their heads towards him, including yours as he immediately looked up at snape as he noticed that you had turned around to face the boy while he was being scolded.

snape deadpanned, "i see you're paying much attention." he scowled, "what negative effects could peppermint potion have?" he gave the instruction, causing mattheo to cast a sidelong glance in theodore’s direction, who appeared amused by the scenario.

he turned his gaze back towards the professor, “uh.. well..” he dragged, clearing his throat before continuing, “that would be uh steam coming from the ears?” he answered which sounded more of a question.

(y/n) noticed the confused tone in his voice, making her snicker quietly but quickly dying down when snape snapped his head towards her, making her feel small as she sunk into her seat. mattheo grinned at her but quickly wiped it off as snape turned back towards him. “correct.” he revealed sternly.

“now if you care to pay attention this time.” he requested, giving mattheo a determined look. theodore nudged him in his rib, smirking as mattheo simply narrowed his eyes at him before turning back towards the lesson, glancing at (y/n) here and there.

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(y/n) felt a small shove, she furrowed her brows as her two bestfriends filled the empty seats next to her at the dining table. "i heard what happened in potions," elenoise commented as she began to load her plate with goods. she glanced at a puzzled (y/n). “what do you mean?” (y/n) asked, recalling back to earlier, you thought nothing particular happened.

“you really don’t know?” elenoise asked as she began stuffing her mouth, (y/n) shook her head at the girl, as she began to grow curious. “a certain slytherin was scolded for staring at you the entire lesson!” augusta chimed in, wiggling her eyebrows at you with a grin. “me?” you asked, you felt a slight blush creep up, the two girls nod at you.

“actually,” augusta muttered, she moved her gaze away and looked across the table, not that far away from you guys was mattheo who sitting with his friends as his attention was fixated towards you. “he’s looking at you right now!” augusta smirked, you follow her gaze, immediately making eye contact with mattheo.

as you made eye contact with him, almost immediately did he look away. his ears turning red from embarrassment of being caught as he tried avoiding your stare, turning his attention back to his friends. your friends start laughing, holding onto your shoulders for support as they held their stomach. you though, stayed quiet as you continue blushing, looking down at your food as your friends continued to tease you about this.

“okay.. thats enough..” you whined, feeling flustered as your friends teased you. you glanced back up at him, revealing once again his gaze on you. you gave him a gentle smile back before turning your attention back to your friends.

thoughts of befriending riddle came across your mind, his small gestures lingering on your mind. maybe, you thought, he isn’t like the others.

mattheo noticed the smile you returned, maybe, just maybe did he have a chance.

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kaciebello · 9 days

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Random texts with bf!Blaise Zabini

Masterlist Social media masterlist ☀ Blaise Zabini x reader Summary: just random texts from Blaise Warnings: none Authors note: Haiya! I always wanted to try this type of thing so here is my attempt. I will definitely do one like this for all the boys, but if you have any prompt you wanna see all of them react to, don't hesitate and ask! Hope you like this a little bit! ‪♡

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multific · 10 months

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Black Quill

Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Summary: You never liked Umbridge, but who did? The woman was miserable and cruel. Her power in the school grew day after day.

You knew about her pen, you heard the tales from other students long before you entered detention.

Seeing the smirk on her face, the power-hungry bitch handed you a piece of paper.

"Now, Miss Y/L/N, today we are going to learn a really important lesson."

You felt a shiver run down your spine, now you didn't feel so confident.

Earlier that day, you were late for her class, and on top of all of that, you even said that her dress as ugly, detention was a given at that point. But you didn’t care.

However, what she made you write was something way more sinister.

You were prepared for a 'I must not be late' or 'I have to respect my teachers' but not this.

You only felt a tear escape your eyes when you left the room, you weren't ready to give her the satisfaction of seeing you cry.

You headed back to your room, not wanting to see anyone but of course your friends had another idea. You ran into all of them in the corridor. You assumed they have been waiting for you.

"Ah! Y/N! Finished with detention are you?" Asked Theodore as he was the one to first see you. Mattheo, Pansy, Theodore and Draco were all there, just chatting.

"She made you write with that pen?" Pansy asked and you could only nod.

"I cannot believe they are letting her do this! It is torture!" spoke up Draco.

You stood next to your boyfriend who offered you a warm smile, you smiled back but you could tell he was worried. He moved his arm around you as he smoked and you leaned into him, smelling him and just having him there did help you calm your nerves.

Soon, all of you decided to head back to your dorms to sleep but Mattheo followed you into your common room.

"What did she make you write?" he asked and you turned around to look at him, you opened your mouth to say something but couldn't. "I always know when something is off, and you have been hiding your hand. If it was something simple, you wouldn't hide it in front of me and your friends."

You let out a long sigh before moving your sleeve and showing him your hand.

You watched him closely, you watched his face as sadness turned into anger.

Pure rage.

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"What?" you asked Umbrige, looking at her in disbelief with the quill in your hand you looked up at her..

"You heard me Miss Y/L/N, start writing." she said as she took a seat at her desk.

"But I-I am here because I was late to class, not b-"

"Stop it. Start writing," she said as she started to sip her tea looking at you with a disgusting smile on her face.

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"I will kill her."

"Mattheo please." you grabbed his arm as he tried to leave, turning him back to look at you, he was angry, you have never seen him this angry before. "I don't want to be alone." you said, voice barely above a whisper and you knew, this would work, he would stay and hug you.

And that is exactly what he did.

You felt so safe in his arms, not even the burning of your skin and the words on your skin could distract you.

'I must not love a Riddle.'

But you did. You loved Mattheo and nothing will change your mind, not the pain, and not Umbridge.

You knew this wasn't the end. You knew Mattheo more than anyone.

After all, when you two started dating almost two years ago, he promised to you and to himself that he will never let his last name be a burden to you.

He will have his revenge.

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