#soft theodore nott
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Tired
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pairing: theodore nott x female reader
warning: somewhat angst to fluff, kissing, cursing, jealousy, best friends to lovers, protectiveness, c*rmac mcl*ggen
summary: you were theo's childhood best friend and he waits for a time when you will love him back
a/n: hello lovely people! i am alive and well! i sincerely apologize for not writing in awhile, i just haven't had any motivation to write lmao (this isn't proof read because its really late and i'm tired, so i apologize for any mistakes) (i chose the song below because i've been singing it for weeks and it somewhat relates to theo in this)
song: i'm just ken - ryan gosling
Theodore Nott was tired.
And in love.
With his best friend, nonetheless.
You may be wondering why he was tired. Well, he was tired of feeling upset whenever you called him your best friend. He was tired of hiding how he felt towards you since he was a thirteen-year-old. He was tired of the jealousy that took over him whenever someone flirted or went out with you.
Theodore was tired of many things.
At the moment, he was sat in the Great Hall as Draco complained about his classes. He wasn't listening, though, no he was staring at you as you happily talked with your friends in Hufflepuff.
Someone then sits in the empty spot next to him and pats his shoulder. He tenses slightly and Draco stops talking. They both turn and look at Cormac Mclaggen.
The two Slytherins practically have to hold in their vomit at the mere sight of the Gryffindor.
"Can I help you, Gryffindor?" Theo's eyes narrowed at the hand on his shoulder.
Cormac awkwardly removes his hand and sucks in a breath, a smirk making its way to his face. "You can't, but she can." He tilts his head and his eyes land on you.
Draco and Theo's eyes follow his line of vision and Theo clenches his jaw. "What do you want?"
"I want that friend of yours. And for you to set us up," he shrugs.
Draco glances back and forth between the two boys. He knows how protective Theo is of you, and that this isn't likely going to end well.
"Let me get this straight... you want me to set you up with y/n?" Theodore says with disdain.
"Exactly. Something about her just has me wishing to be in her bed, you know?"
Theo slams his hands on the table, causing some people nearby to look over. He glares at the boy and speaks lowly, "The fuck did you just say?"
"Don't tell me you aren't friends with her to get in her-"
Draco cuts him off before his could finish. "I suggest you don't finish that fucking sentence, Mclaggen."
"I'll take that as my sign to leave. Just let me know whenever you're done with her, I'll be waiting with open arms... and legs," he laughs as he walks out of the Hall.
"Fucking disgusting asshole," Theodore mumbles.
"I can hex him if you want," Draco says. "Maybe get Snape to take points from Gryffindor."
"Both sound good to me."
His eyes make their way back to you and he sees your eyes already on him. You smile brightly at him and he grins back. You turn around so he doesn't see your face warm.
One of your friends, Hannah Abbot, giggles and pokes your cheek. "Someone's blushing."
"Am not!"
"Yes you are. Don't lie," she leans in, "you have feelings for Nott."
"I don't know what you are talking about. We're just friends."
"Mhm." Hannah looks at you with an incredulous face, "I'm pretty sure that friends don't make heart eyes at one another."
You gasp, "Theo and I do not make heart eyes at each other."
Hannah whispers, "I know that you know that you like him. I hope that you believe me when I tell you that he looks at you like he's about to get down on one knee-"
You gently place your hand on her mouth and look at her with wide eyes. "That's enough." You remove your hand but chew on your lip for a second. "Does he look at me like that?"
"Yes! And for the record, I think your children-"
"Merlin! I can't do this today," you drop your head into your hands as Hannah rants about how beautiful your family would be.
It's been two weeks since then and whenever you hung out with Theo, you tried to decipher if he was looking at you the way Hannah has claimed he was.
Theo, however, noticed how you seemed more bright than usual. What had happened that made you more smiley and happy? Did you find someone?
He runs his hands over his face and sighs.
"Theo? Are you alright?"
He sits straighter at the sound of your warm voice. "Yes, love. I was just lost in thought."
"Oh? And what thought has you frowning like a kicked puppy?"
You lean back against the tree behind you and put your legs out straight, crossing your ankles. You pat your lap and Theo places his head down. Your hands start to play with his hair, like muscle memory.
"Nothing your pretty head should worry about," he says quietly as he stares up at the stars. It was past curfew, and you weren't one to break any rules, but how could you say no to your favorite person? Especially when the note was attached to your favorite flower.
"Hm, well I don't like it when you frown. I much prefer to look at your gorgeous smile," you chew the inside of your cheek and start to braid some strands of his hair.
His cheeks turn a light pink and his eyes meet yours. "Gorgeous smile?" He feels a flicker of hope that there's a slight chance you reciprocate his feelings.
"Yeah," you mumble with a light laugh.
He smiles and before he could say anything else, something clicks above him.
You grin as you hold your polaroid camera above his head. "Gotcha."
He fake pouts and tickles your stomach. You burst out laughing and the camera falls to your side, "Theo! Stop, please!" You beg and squirm.
"Okay, since you asked nicely."
"You know, I think I can be tickled to death. I don't know about you, but personally I can't really breathe when I'm being tickled."
He lets out a breath, "I don't know if I can, I haven't been tickled before." He sits up a tiny bit and leans on his elbows.
You huff, "I suppose we'll just have to find out, won't we." You quickly move so that you're next to him and tickling his stomach. His head falls back as he laughs. You smile and he grabs your waist and rolls the two of you over so that he's now on top of you.
Theo gazes down at you. He sucked in a breath at your closeness and couldn't stop his eyes from dropping down to your smiling lips. 'So pretty,' he thinks to himself.
His arms are on both sides of your head and he leans down a bit so that if either of you were to move just an inch, your lips would touch.
"Theo," you whisper breathlessly.
"I really fucking want to kiss you right now," he says quietly.
You look at his lips, "So do it."
Without another word, he connects his lips to yours and both of your eyes flutter shut.
He feels a burst of butterflies fill his stomach. As childish as that may sound, he's had countless scenarios of kissing you. But never would he have expected it to be so perfect as it was.
Your lips were soft and warm. His were too. He slides his tongue across your bottom lip, and you open your mouth happily.
His tongue wanders your mouth and your hands go up and comb through his hair. He lets out a content sigh against your mouth and pulls away the tiniest bit. He gives a shorter and sweet kiss before his tongue is against yours again.
You taste of strawberries and cherries. That was because you ate the two fruits almost every night for dessert.
He tastes like slight cigarette smoke and vanilla, as odd as that may seem.
The two of you could drown in the taste of each other.
Theo pulls away places a gentle kiss on your forehead as he sits up and pulls you against his chest.
He rests his head on your shoulder and kisses your neck. "I love you," he whispers.
You furrow your eyebrows. You've said the three words to one another before, but you hoped he meant it another way. Which you were almost sure of after the kiss. "I love you more."
"No," he shakes his head against your neck. "I'm in love with you."
You feel your heart rate increase and the largest smile is now on your face. "You are?"
"Of course I am. I've been in love with you for years. You don't have to say-"
You turn and face him. "I'm," you kiss his cheek, "in," you kiss the other, "love," you kiss his forehead, "with," you kiss his nose, "you," you finally kiss his lips and Theo melts.
You pull back and look at his blushing face. "Oh!" You just remember your camera and reach over to grab it.
You pull the printed picture from the top and look at the developed photograph. "Look how beautiful you are," you turn the picture to him.
He takes it from your hands and brings it closer to his face. Even he could see the lovestruck look on his face as he admires you from your lap.
"Lets caption it," you say.
"I think you should write, 'first kiss and love confessions'," Theo tilts his head.
"That's perfect," you smile.
"Not as perfect as you, darling," he winks.
You playfully push his shoulder, "I never took you as a sappy one."
He dramatically places a hand over his heart, "Oh how you wound me."
"Will a kiss make you better?" you ask with a glint in your eyes.
"I believe it will, sweetheart."
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Theodore nott x Gryffindor fem! Reader fluff and soft smut she’s reading in his lap while he’s leaning against the bedpost reading with her holding the book and Turing the pages while she keeps reading it and it’s super smutty (maybe the actors spin-off book abt nesta and cassian-) and she just traces his arm veins while they read (and if you decide to make it smutty pls make the reader LOVE LOVE LOVE his hands, abs, arm viens-)
a l l u r i n g
fandom- Harry Potter
pairing(s)- theodore nott
a/n: hullo, I have my midterm math exam on Monday so its all rushed and i barely have time to post but this has me screaming and crying all at once.
i could not find any hardcore smut from a court of silver flames , I couldn't find any hardcore smut from court of silver flames, I'm so sorry abt that. the scene you're reading out loud is written by none other than @lustingbones, featuring Dick Grayson. I've written her fanfic in cursive so as to not get confused. she has single handedly created an obsession for nightwing in me.
here's the link to the inspiration :)
requests are forever open,
luv,
teddy
requested- yes
warnings- mf this is an advanced apology, i've never written smut. i've never even held someone's hand romantically, hell, i can't even keep eye contact, soft smut, fluffy, vulgar language, they both are minors, no protection is mentioned, it might make you uncomfortable, the reading of smut, the writing of smut
The sleeves of your black satin shirt had already fallen down your arms, the shirt itself was only being held up by two thin chains over your shoulder. it was basically as good as transparent, there wasn't a thing you couldn't see through it.
Theodore had leaned himself on his bedpost, his shirt was long gone. You were reading to him, your legs were on either side of his hips, your ass was cupped by his hand as he found utter joy in this situation. Your breasts were Infront of his face as he struggled not to get hard under you so quickly. Theo was never this grateful for being taller than you, he could just look down at you and get a perfect view. he wanted nothing more than to hold them in his hands and squeeze it or just rip the shirt off at this point.
"He moaned softly at the squelch of your cunt swallowing him, a creamy white ring surrounding the base of his cock every moment he pulled out."
your flingers grazed the hoops of his trousers, hooking them absentmindedly. sometimes they paused and was placed next to his hips.
“D-Dick, p-please baby-” a hitch in your voice. you could feel your pussy, but more than that, you could feel a lump in his pants.
"its so attractive when you say baby like that, but when i fuck you, its gonna be theo" he mumbled by leaning closer to your ear.
all you could do is nod as he signaled for you to continue.
“Gotta breed you baby.. Show all these fuckers that you’re mine and get you pregnant. You’d like that huh? All full with my baby, my cum deep inside this needy lil’ pussy, hm? You want that princess?” You felt him smirk against your skin as he never faltered, his cock reaching so deep inside you–fuck this man would be the end of you."
Theo's eyes were fixated on you. the way your voice was wavering, the way you squeezed your thighs, how a blush crept to your face. he loved how you got so shy with the pregnancy kink. it made him wonder if she had one herself.
"you're into that? why read about it when i can give you the full experience in 6D?"
you tried to waver him off, this was the last thing you needed in this situation
" "All I do is treat you so fuckin’ well, don’t I?” Dick mumbled as his fingers started to toy with your clit, his middle finger rubbing the sensitive nub in circles as he continued his brutal pace on your weeping cunt. “F-fuck..” he whined as he pulled away for a moment to look down at where the two of you were connected, his cum from earlier rounds already starting to pool onto the bedsheets and trailing down your thighs. “S’good to me, ya know that? Such a good girl..” Fuck it was starting to become too much for him, but it felt so fucking good.."
you could feel your own pussy throbbing. If you were being honest to yourself, you were thinking about you and Theodore. your head keeps going to the idea of him saying this to you, doing this to you and feeling him so hard just got you more turned on.
“G-Gonna come, Dee–fuck!” you whimpered as you fell back into the sheets with your face squished against the pillows, gripping the blanket into your hands tightly."
your palm grazed his veiny arms, has he been working out? they've gotten so big..
“F-fuckin’ come baby, come all over this cock..” He coos through clenched teeth, his nails lightly digging into your plush skin as his thrusts sped up."
from palms to fingernails, they slowly trail up his forearm and roamed around his chest.
"Whiney breaths leave your throat as your climax starts building, before the coil in your tummy finally snaps, your juices gushing around him as he let out a whine and threw his head back."
you find yourself adjusting to place your pussy right above his cock. you could see his face trying to not to show any signs of satisfaction. that was all you needed.
“C-Come inside me, Dick–please!” you squeal with your face squished into the pillow to muffle your needy whines as his cock twitched inside you."
all he could concentrate about is trying not to break character. his eyes fixated on the elegant curve of your back beneath the clear fabric. her rough voice ran through his head in circles. he lifted an arm from his side, letting it play with the bottom buttons, almost only leaving one left. The only thing covering you up.
“I know baby, I know–fuckk!” he groaned as you felt him release inside you, thick ropes of his cum painting your walls a creamy white, giving a few shallow thrusts before stilling inside you, pants and heavy breathing leaving both of your lips as you sat in silence."
you ran your arms down his abs, he loved your not so secret fixation you had for them. but you loved it more.
"You whine as you try to crawl away from his needy hands before he grabs you by the waist and pulls you back to flip you onto your back, a few pieces of his hair stuck to his forehead as he looks down at you with a grin painting his plush lips. Gosh it’s like he was trying to kill you."
“Said ya’ wanted to help me..” he cooed as he leant down with his lips ghosting over yours. "
“So, help me..”
Theodore was done. He gently picked the book from your hand and placed it on his nightstand. both his hands went under your thighs as to place you on the bed so he could tower over you, his chain dangling Infront of your eyes.
"hi handsome" you said peering up to him. you pulled his arm to examine it. his veins looked so hot, just absolutley lovley to have around you.
"hey beautiful"
you take his hand, a quiet smile made way too your face as you rest it on your breasts
Theodore felt your hands as it unzipped his trousers leaving him in boxers. your hand slid up and down his dick in slow strokes, just to drive him mad.
he takes her into my arms still kneeling, hitching your leg around his torso before pulling you as close as possible. The kisses you shared were soft, unbothered needy but never rushed.
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Theodore nott x fem!reader
Smut (18+ but yk I cant control what u read)
-choking? It’s mentioned once, finishing inside, barely any plot lols
Theodore was sitting in his dorm room, it was Christmas and his dorm was empty; just him.
He was supposed to go back home that day, but his parents would be a couple days late.
He was bored out of his mind, all his friends were gone, and the only people here were the people he never talked to; nor wanted to.
A knock on the door shook him out of his thoughts, confused he shouted “come in”. The door opened and yn came in, “I thought you left?” Theo asked, sitting up straight on his bed.
“Parents are gonna be late, assuming yours are too?” She asked and closed the door behind her and walked over to his bed. “Yeah, I don’t understand why they’ll be late— it’s not like they have any other shit going on” theo scoffed and laid his head back again, yn got on the other side of the bed, and laughed slightly, “always so dramatic, the weather is horrid— it’s kinda understandable they’ll be late, y’know?” Yn said as she fixed her sweatshirt, laying on his bed, facing him, closing her eyes.
Theo sighed and shrugged “I guess, it's still stupid though”, he turned his body and stared at her, she opened her eyes, staring back at him. Their eyes on each other's faces. Neither of them said a word; just looking, theo closed his eyes.
“C’mere”
He whispered, then opened his eyes. Yn scooted closer to theo, he stared at her some more “it’s been too long, and it’ll probably be our last— I need you Yn” he whispered. Yn blushed and shook her head “you're something else nott,” she murmured.
“What do you need?”
.
Yn was a whining mess as theo worked his fingers in and out of her, “pleasepleaseplease” she whimpered, back arching a bit, her sweater lifted up her body showing her breasts.
Theo stared at her smirking, slowly stroking himself; “what do you need?” He cooed.
“In me-ah!— want you in me! Please wanna make you feel— feel good” Yn stuttered out.
Theo moved in between her legs, then smirked as she looked at him, need in her eyes.
“Oh how could I ever turn my girl down? Want me that bad— how pathetic” he said, rubbing his tip over her slit. “Please” she whimpered out again, he shoved into her; she gasped, the gasp turning into breathless moans and pleads.
“Taking me so— fuck!- so well, good girl” he moaned, letting one of his hands go to her throat, lightly adding pressure; making her tighten even more. “Fuck— yn.. honey” he whined into her ear.
He was noisy, he couldn’t help himself; it was too much, it’s been too long since he’s felt her. He couldn’t stop the movement of his hips, going fast then slow, his movements jagged.
“M’so close sh-shit Yn— fuck” he whimpered breathlessly, his head in the curve of her neck.
Her arms were wrapped lazily around his neck, her legs around his waist; begging him to finish in her.
“Please theo— please need it so ba-agh!— bad please fuck.. wanna be full of you”
He was losing it, her moans and begging were getting to him. He grunted into her neck “keep begging— c’mon baby—fuck- beg for me, beg for my cum” he murmured, yn whimpered “please theo— need it so bad.. I wanna feel you! Please theo!” She whined; arching her back even more.
Yn came undone, her moans louder.
Theo groaned into her neck, finishing in her; letting his thrusts slow down. He slowly pulled out, watching how his cum slowly slipped out, “so pretty” her murmured staring at her body then her face, seeing how her face was flushed, how her breathing slowed.
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summary: Theo and Draco found you ‘flirting’ with some boy at a party and they decide to show you who you belong to, but Draco has a soft spot for you, saving you from punishment. (2k)
WARNING: smut, edging, jealousy, rough (at first), daddy kink. (the pictures shown are not meant to be what the reader (or Draco and Theo) looks like, just the vibe of the story!!)
PAIRING: soft!Draco Malfoy x Theodore nott x Fem!reader
Stephen Wiles came up to me giving me a pleasant smile, i gave one back. I had a few classes with him, but he was never really in my attention.
“Hello, what is someone like you doing here?” he asks, i raise an eyebrow.
“excuse me?” i ask, he holds up a hand.
“My apologies, i was just wondering why such a pretty girl like you is at a party alone.” he said, i had no idea why he only just randomly came up to me now.
“Um… i’m here with my boyfriends” i say warily, he gave a weird look.
“Oh so you like to be shared” he grinned, i scoff. What an idiot.
“By my boyfriends yes.” i say glaring at him, he gave me a pained look. Before i could say anything else i heard Draco call out to me.
“Y/n!” he called, i turn around and smile which he returned.
“Who are you?” he says nodding at Stephen, and Stephen did not seem to enjoy this he looked absolutely terrified.
“Um, Stephen Wiles…” he replied hesitantly, Draco gave Stephen an up and down glare before taking me away.
“Draco!,” i hissed “that was rude!” i say, Draco didn’t speak but when i saw Theo ahead i knew something was coming, literally.
But when i saw him head towards the dorms i knew i was DONE for. Draco had a tight grip on my wrist as he followed Theo but it was nothing too intense.
Theo disappeared into Draco’s dorm up ahead and when me and Draco came to the door he pushed me in. Theo looked pissed and Draco- well Draco always had a soft spot for me.
Theo was the one to now grab me pushing me to Draco’s bed, luckily Draco had not shared a room with anyone.
“Theo-“ i got cut of when he pushed me onto the bed making me yelp.
“Wanna tell us why you were talking to Wiles?” Theo said climbing onto the bed after me, my breath hitched.
“Not really” i say, well shit i’m fucking stupid.
“Hm,” Theo hummed, a small smirk appearing on his lips.
“Do you need a reminder of who you belong to? is that the problem here Y/n?” Theo asked, i heard Draco to my right and looked over at him with soft eyes. Theo gripped my chin turning my head to look at him, he knew what i was doing.
“Don’t look at him. i’m talking to you Y/n.” Theo said, i whine.
“huh, that must mean yes.” Theo said, i go wide eyed. Where’s Draco’s voice, why isn’t he talking.
He grabbed my wrists pulling them above my head and charming them to stay there, i glare at him, he knew i hated this.
“Bad girls don’t get to touch, understood?” he said when he noticed my look. My jaw goes slack and i contemplated is i should make this more hard on myself.
“Yes.” i whisper, i might as well listen.
Theo looked like he could devour me with his eyes, he settled between my legs and before i could comprehend it my clothes were gone. I groan as the cold air hits my hot and wet pussy.
“Should have known this would be getting you wet.” Theo mumbled shaking his head as he whispered a small ‘pathetic’.
Theo rubbed his warm hands up my body, one thing i adored about my boys was that they seemed to always have such warm hands. He leaned down taking no time in teasing my nipple, i whimper my back arching. Theo pulled my nipple with his teeth, letting go and smoothing over it with his hot tongue and then blowing onto it making me shudder. He moved to the next one, his index finger and thumb playing with my other one. Why was he so good at this?
He pulled back to observe me, he leaned back down kissing down my stomach. Oral? oh god. He left open mouthed kisses on my inner thighs i whined bucking my hips up, he chuckled harshly pushing my thighs down.
“remember, this is punishment love. Not a reward.” he said, it makes my stomach do flips. I knew Draco was next to me somewhere but i was too focused on Theo as he started to make out with my pussy.
My head threw back onto the pillow moaning, he showed no mercy as he sucked and bit on me. His tongue started plunging into my hole making me moan louder and my hips push down into his face.
His nose hit on my clit repeatedly and i began to feel the hot steam fill my stomach, i began to take in sharp breaths and my body began to lock up but he pulled away. I should have known, he knew my body way to well and he definitely wouldn’t let me cum so easily if he was ‘punishing’ me.
“Theo!” i whine, he grinned plunging two fingers into me making me cry. He enjoyed this way too much, and i knew it.
He leaned down to my neck kissing on it, licked a stripe up to right below my ear.
“Do you regret your actions princess?” he whispered next to my ear, sending shivers down my spine at the tone of his voice.
“Theo, please” i say in a broken whisper, he hums.
I feel my high approaching again and i try to conceal it so i can get it, but he knew of course.
“Don’t do that you slut.” he said aggressively, i whine when he took out his fingers roughly.
“Please! i wasn’t doing anything, i- i promise” i mumble, he shook his head giving a low dangerous laugh.
“You poor thing” he said, i whimper when he slaps my clit.
Before i could comprehend anything i felt a vibrator push down onto my pussy making me gasp and buck my hips.
“No no no, i- i can’t… please Theo i can’t keep going i need-“ my words get cut off short as i choke on a sob. Theo acted as though he didn’t even hear me.
He pushed it down harder onto my clit, i sob my back arching as tears roll down to my ears. And right as i thought he would let me he pulled away, i cry, i finally take a chance at looking over at Draco. He was seated on an arm chair that he must have brought from over by his couches. When he noticed my stare his eyes softened, i give him a sad face mouthing ‘please’ he gave me a stern look before i saw him stand from his chair. When i thought he was going to tell Theo i panicked but he didn’t.
“Alright Theo, i think she’s got the idea” Draco said, Theo looked up at me and glared. He leaned to next to my ear.
“Look who’s come to save you, be a good girl for him, yeah?” he said, i nod furiously making Theo smirk. He pulled back taking a look at my wrecked body.
“she’s all yours” Theo said before standing up and taking Draco’s seat on the chair, my breath hitched and my pupils dilated as Draco came onto the bed.
His clothes were vanished away, and he settled between my legs. He looked up at me and he gave me a sweet smile. He leaned forward kissing me, then kissing away my tears.
“Hello my pretty girl,” he whispered, i sob moving my hands that were still charmed above my head.
He looked up and my wrists were released, he took them in his hands placing gentle kisses to them and rubbing soft circles into the flesh. He placed them back down rubbing down my body.
I gasp when i feel his fingers slid up my folds, he kissed on my neck making my breath shudder.
“Draco…” i whisper, he hummed in acknowledgment.
“i know love, i know. i’ve got you” he whispered, Draco had loved being the one to finally let me release after a punishment, i thought it was because he liked to be favored but i could honestly care less in the heat of the moment.
He pumped himself a few times before i felt his tip at my entrance, he slowly sinked into me making me let out a brutal moan.
“Please please please” i rant out as he rubbed up my body, caressing it.
“Hey,” he whispered, i look into his eyes “it’s over, you’re okay, yeah? i’m gonna help you cum now alright” he said, i let out a sigh nodding.
He soon pulled out then rocked back into me making me flutter around him, he moaned at how wet and tight i was. He pulled at my hips and i wrapped my arms around his neck pulling him down to me.
“Shhh, be a good girl for me alright?” he whispered into my ear making me cry. His pace started to speed up making me groan, but his touch stayed as gentle as an angel.
His hands trailed up my body curling into my hair as he left soft kisses on my neck. He was now being brutal, his pace, his cock hitting so hard and deep inside me. More tears form in my eyes as i relish in the feeling of finally feeling so full, and how calm i felt knowing i was getting what i wanted.
“There we go, are you going to cum for me? hm? are you going to cum for daddy?” he asked, i whine letting out a small ‘yes’.
The familiar build in my stomach making my clit throb, he knew i was close and i knew he knew.
“look at my pretty girl, all wrecked for her daddy” he mumbled, i let out a cry.
And as i felt my self getting closer to the edge i also felt his thumb press down on my clit and his mouth bite on the one spot he knew made me tremble. I screamed out his name as my orgasm crashed down onto me.
“Ah fuck” he groaned, his pace getting faster before i felt his cum shooting into me making me moan.
“There we go” he whispered kissing my shoulder up to my lips, he smiled into it.
“Better?” he asked, i hum my mind still hazy. He rubbed my body his shirt nails scraping across my skin every now and then making me shiver. I felt another pair of lips on my forehead making me sigh.
“You did good love” Theo’s voice said, breaking through the silence in the room.
“You want a bath?” Draco asked, i shook my head.
“m’ too tired” i whisper, i felt him pull out of me making me whimper as his cum started dripping out of me. He casted cleaning charms for us, i felt Theo get onto the bed, he kissed me then kissing the back of Draco’s head that was nuzzled into my neck.
“Lesson learned” i mumble, both boys let out a small laugh.
“i’d hope so” Theo said, settling into the bed the lights in the room going off, he rested his head atop my head kissing it and his arm was thrown across mine and Draco’s piled body’s.
“Goodnight, love you guys” Theo whispered, me and Draco sleepily said it back.
We all drifted off to sleep i had never slept so peacefully in my entire life, i couldn’t have wished for better. They were perfect for me, they were all i needed in life.
AN: AHHHH ok so this is my first poly writing but i am absolutely OBSESSED with Draco Theo and Y/n. They make my heart explode.
edit: i have no idea what happened to this😭 it glitched and now all the words and paragraphs are duplicated it’s honestly so frustrating idk what happened so please ignore that
I got this dynamic of Draco being soft from @n0agranger and i wanted to make a little one shot about it! i absolutely loved how this turned out, and i’m so proud of it hopefully you guys will like it also!
#draco lucius malfoy#draco imagine#soft!draco malfoy#theodore nott#smut#fluff#soft sex#punishment#dragonott#polysexual#poly relationship#theo x y/n x draco
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a little bit of rain and an empty common room // a dreo drabble for hp cocktober 2023
Draco sighed happily as he leaned back against Theo on the couch. Days like this were his favorite – no classes, no Quidditch practice, a little bit of rain, and an empty Common Room. He sipped at the tea Theo made and considered himself lucky.
day 3; hand job
words; 838
rated e; nsfw content, hogwarts eighth year, mind the tags
click here to read on ao3
#dreo#dreo drabble#draco malfoy#theodore nott#draco x theo#theo x draco#theo nott#eighth year#soft#ohthedrarry ao3
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Theodore Nott x reader
Soft, fluff.
It's Yule, and war is nearing. Only you and Theodore stayed in Slytherin.
I Noticed (Part 1)
It was dim as always, a little green and a little cold but it was comforting, knowing there wasn't the chaos of the castle in here... at least in the holidays.
You weren't sure what time it was, you couldn't be bothered to check but you'd woken up awake which probably meant it was early, despite that sounding strange.
Fire was roaring green in one grate and the Yule log sat burning in another, you rubbed you eyes with your pyjama sleeve whilst your other hand gripped your sketchbook. Tucking your feet under you sit by the fire and flip it open, not remembering where you stopped last night and just starting something new.
There was a soft rustle after a little while and you glance a little over your shoulder, Nott headed over to the Yule log grate, a small pile of presents floating behind him. He was in your year and like you usually had your nose in a sketchbook, he had his in a novel or any sort of book really. He gave Granger and run for her money and she read a lot.
"Hey." His voice was a little sleepy and quiet but it caught your attention anyways. "You mind if I put some music on?" He held up a record player and you shook your head.
"Go ahead." He nodded and you hesitated before turning back to the page. You two always stayed for Yule but it was the first time there wasn't someone else. Voldemort's war creeping nearer meant people felt safer at home behind familial wards or in the arms of their parents.
After a little while of hearing instrumental tunes drift through the common room and a rustle of paper a shadow edged your sketchbook. Nott stood beside you, hand holding a small wrapped box stretched out towards you.
"Happy Yule."
"Oh um, Happy Yule."
"You can have it." He waved it a little sitting down on the other end of the sofa, pulling his own knees up to his chest. "It's Draco's tag gift for me so its probably not very interesting but you can have it." You eye him for a moment but set your sketchbook on the table before facing him and crossing your legs, your foot a little numb with pins and needles from sitting on it. Taking it gently you look at him before doing anything else with it.
"Why are you giving me this?"
"You never have any to open, I wanted to... share."
"You didn't have any in our first two years either." He crossed his arms on top of his knees and rested his head on them.
"You remember that?"
"There's never very many of us here and we were the only ones without." You looked down at the black and silver marble effect wrapping paper.
"I made friends." Nott said as explanation for his appearance of presents, you had noticed.
"I didn't." You smile, you had people you spoke to and sat beside in class but you went to Hogsmeade alone and walked alone, no one really bothered either so it was a bonus as a Slytherin.
"I noticed." You pulled the silver ribbon and paper undid in your hands producing a box of Honeydukes salted fudge, one of their more usual or maybe Muggle flavours.
"Thank you, Nott." You flipped the box open and held it out to Nott.
"Call me Theo."
"Then you can call me, y/n" You both share a soft smile, a barely there twist of the lips a crinkle at the edge of you eyes.
~~{ Wixafix [Wixabear] }~~
#fluff#soft#hp universe#alternative universe#comfort#slytherin#theodore nott#theo nott x reader#theodore nott x reader#slytherin!reader#theo nott x you#slytherin common room#I think there is more to this.#for sure
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@a-loveunlaced made this gorgeous art featuring my sweet, soft boys for my story. ❤️ I have a huge soft spot for NottPott and Ada captured them perfectly.
#harry potter#harry potter fanfiction#nottpott#theodore nott#soft boys#rarepair#harry potter fandom#harry potter fanart
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🟫 We were together- send me this emoji and a scenario or aesthetics or a trope (for ex- best friends to lovers with Harry, dark academia, light academia, etc.) I'll make a moodboard out of it.
Beat friends older brother with Theo Nott or Soft girl Bad boy with Theo Nott
#may's moodboards#theodore nott icons#theodore nott x reader#theodore nott imagine#theodore nott#theodore nott blurb#theodore nott x fem!reader#aesthetics#dark aesthetics#romantic aesthetic#couple aesthetic#bad boy aesthetic#soft girl aesthetic
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=> Originally written for and published in House of Nott (HoN) server, 04/16/2021
True loneliness holds
Neither a mother's embrace,
Nor a father's love.
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Broom Cupboard Activities
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pairing: theodore nott x female reader
warnings: smut, fluff, cursing
summary: you and theo abandon a slytherin party and sneak into a nearby broom cupboard, a makeout session leads to more ;) - requested by anon
a/n: thank you for this request, i love writing for theo sm, i hope you enjoy xx!
song: sex, drugs, etc. - beach weather
You and Theodore were dancing together at another Slytherin party. They had just won a Quidditch match against Gryffindor.
You had on a tight, short silk dark green dress. Theo had worn a black suit and a green tie to match you.
The music was loud and you had to ask Theo to repeat what he said, since you could hardly hear.
"Want to sneak away, love?"
"Of course," you smile at him. He takes your hand in his and you squeeze past all of the students in the common room.
You guys finally make it past everyone and speed walk in the corridor, giggling like little children.
Theo spots a broom cupboard and pulls you in with him.
The doors shut behind him and he pushes you against them.
"I love you," he whispers and connects his soft lips to yours.
One hand of his is on the door, next to your head, the other he uses to wrap around your waist and pull you towards him.
His tongue slides against your lip and you open your mouth for him.
You bring your arms up onto his shoulders and run your fingers through his soft and fluffy hair.
"I love you too," you pull back to whisper before connect your mouths again. You feel him smile into the kiss, bringing a smile onto yours as well.
He groans when you tug on the ends of his hair. You push him back and move him so that he is now pushed against the wall.
You two had limited space because of the size of the cupboard, and you couldn't see much since it was so dark.
You start kissing his neck and jaw. Continuing your kisses, you take off the top of his suit, followed by his shirt.
You suck on his neck and collar, leaving hickeys to form.
His breathing picks up as you trail your kisses down his chest, running your fingers along his toned stomach.
You drop to your knees, and Theo looks down at you. He mutters a spell to make the floor feel softer for your knees. You smile up at him in thanks and start to undo his belt.
You get it off and pull his trousers down. You start palming him and he lets out a low groan as hit eyes flutter shut. You grin seeing how hard he is.
"Please, my love"
You then slide his boxers down, and take him in your hand. You slowly start pumping him and he releases a moan.
"Shh, love, you don't want us do get caught do you?"
He shakes his head and bits his lip to conceal any noises threatening to leave him. You whisper a silencing spell while hes distracted by your hand just in case.
"Fuck, sweetheart, I n-need your m-mouth"
You nod your head and kiss his tip and his head drops back onto the wall.
You lick him a few times, just to tease him.
"Darling, please," he begs.
"Okay," you whisper.
You take him in your mouth. Perks of having no gag reflex. He accidentally lets a loud moan slip. He prays to Merlin there isn't anyone by, still unbeknownst to the fact that you silenced the cupboard.
He brings his hands to your hair as you bob your head, sucking him off. You pull back and blow on his hard cock, he shudders and whimpers when you swirl your tongue on is tip.
You take him back in your mouth and run your fingers up and down his thigh.
"Oh my fuck, you look so pretty like this," he groans.
He bites so hard on his lips as you work your talented, talented mouth.
"Shit, I-I'm going t-to c-cum," he whimpers.
You don't stop, only here and there for about two seconds so you can breathe.
"Ah, shit, darling, I-I"m cu-" he start but a moan is released from him as he releases in your mouth.
He watches as you swallow all of it, his breathe are ragged and you lick his tip, cleaning any cum left on him.
You stand up and lip your lips, he almost moans at the sight.
He brings his hand to your neck and pulls you into a sweet kiss as a way of thanking you without speaking words.
"Your mouth does wonders," he grins breathlessly.
"Why thank you, Mr. Nott"
"I'll pay you back for that later," he winks.
"I'll hold you to that," you kiss his cheek.
He puts his clothes back on and you say a spell to make yourselves look like you both haven't done anything.
"You know, I used a silencing spell," you inform him, stepping out of the closet.
He grabs your hand and follows you.
"You cruel, cruel woman"
You laugh and drag him back to the party.
Once you successfully make your way back in, you see Blaise walk up to the two of you.
"You guys are disgusting," he fake throws up and points his finger back and forth between the two of you.
"Oh shove off, mate," Theo smacks his head.
He shakes his head and holds up his hand as he walks away.
"So, dance with me again?"
You smile and take his hand that he held out to you. He brings you back to where people were dancing and you too let loose as you just enjoy each other's presence.
#nina writes 🤭💗#smut#theodore nott#theodore nott x you#theodore nott smut#theodore nott x reader#fluffy smut#slytherin#theodore nott fluff#soft theodore nott#harry potter oneshot#harry potter smut#harry potter imagine#theodore nott fanfiction#hogwarts#hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry#harry potter#harry potter fanfiction#theo nott#blowjov
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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐚 — 𝐝.𝐦.
summary ; after a long day of studying, you and draco sneak off to make hot cocoa and are finally able to get cozy by the fireside !!
pairing ; draco malfoy x slytherin!reader
notes ; non-canon / soft draco… fluffff, kisses, christmas / winter, cuddling, sneaking out
a/n ; apologies for my hiatus and the fact that this sucks & is short cs it’s been soo long. also my writing style might’ve changed? i apologize again 😓
glancing at the clock above the entrance of the library, you let out a quiet sigh as your gaze wandered its way back towards the book that sat flat in front of you. the clock read 9:47 and you had to be back in the common room before 10:00 pm. merlin, time really did fly when your head was deep into the books, didn’t it? you had been sitting in this same chair since 5:30 sharp.
4 hours and almost 20 minutes of constant reading and writing boring shit.
you shut the book, shoving the highlighters and pencils back into the pockets of your bag. you stretched out your arms and back before slinging your bag over your shoulder. giving a small smile and polite wave to the librarian, you walked out and made your way to the slytherin common room.
it had been such a long day. with all the classes, all the studying, all you really longed for was to be cuddled up with your blonde haired boyfriend.
the halls were quite hushed. only few were usually seen strolling through the cold, dark corridors at this time of night. some prefects, others to be the ones who didn’t care about the rules of the castle.
once you had finally found the familiar entrance to the slytherin common, you murmured the password and walked in. looking around, you noticed that people were spread around in their little groups per usual. you scanned the room looking for a certain boy; eyes glistening when they locked with a pair of comforting gray eyes.
you smiled and ran to draco who was sat on the black leather couch besides the huge fireplace, his arms wide open ready to hug you. you wrapped your arms around his neck as his own slithered around your waist, bringing you closer to sit on his lap. you took a deep breath into the right side of his neck, inhaling his aroma that smelt of a mix of wood and cologne.
“how’s my girl?” draco asked as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. “haven’t seen you all day.”
you smiled against his skin. “i’m fine. tired, though.”
draco rubbed his warm hands against your back slowly as he nodded along to what you were saying. “yeah? i could tell. what were you up to anyways?”
“mm you know, studying, reading, all the boring shit.” you giggled quietly. draco nodded again and averted his gaze back to the crackling fire.
the two of you sat there in a comfortable silence for a moment before you shifted on his lap to face the fireplace. it had deep emerald colored stockings hanging on its mantle, followed by beautiful greenery mixed with golden berries and ornaments.
draco placed his chin on your shoulder, pressing a quick peck to your cheek. you stared intently into the fire. they were pretty, the flames—the perfect mix of orange and yellow, not too bright, not too dark. plus they emitted just the right amount of heat— and in a sense i guess you could say they reminded you of a certain someone. fiery comebacks and hot tempered, but yet still so beautiful and mesmerizing. you could never look away.
time passed by and the small groups of people began to disappear from the common room bit by bit. the quiet chatter slowly turned itself into quiet wind and wood being scorched. soon enough it was just the two of you besides the flaming fireplace.
the only thing that would complete this moment would some hot cocoa topped with marshmallows—and almost like he could read your mind, you felt draco tug on your sleeve, a gentle smirk on his face when you looked up at him.
“wanna hit the kitchens?” he asked as it were to be the easiest task in the world.
your brows furrowed. how the hell would you ‘hit the kitchens?’. your lips pursed before responding, “we don’t even know where the kitchens are?”
“who’s we?” draco chuckled quietly, “must i remind you that i, sweetheart, am a prefect?” he flaunted his prefect badge that his ego never allowed him to be rid of. he slapped it onto whatever piece of clothing he wore.
you rolled your eyes, shrugging. draco gave your sweater another tug with puppy eyes. wow, never thought you’d live to see the day where draco malfoy was giving you puppy eyes.
with a sigh escaping through your smile, you gave in.
draco was quick to lift you off his lap and grab your wrist to drag you out of the common room. you glanced around the empty halls cautiously in case a certain professor so happened to pop out of no where. meanwhile draco on the other hand held onto your wrist, a smile plastered across his face as he pulled you along the corridors.
he turned his head to look back at you. “scared?”
“me? never.” you shook your head, grinning. you noticed the way the corner of his eyes crinkled up and that alone made your heart tickle.
by the time you had reached what seemed to be a normal painting, the thoughts of snape catching the both of you in the halls were long gone and all you could think about was how good that hot cocoa was going to be.
draco clicked his tongue before listing a weird combination of ingredients to the painting in front of him. the painting pushed itself backwards opening just as a normal door would. with a conceited expression on his face, draco strutted his way into the room with you right behind him.
you observed the large room full of wooden tables and cooking equipment. the sound of the portrait closing was quickly interrupted by draco’s deep voice. “cool, isn’t it?”
“definitely. where’s the hot cocoa powder?” you questioned as you pulled open a cabinet that only revealed a few cups and plates. draco shrugged when you looked behind your shoulder at him.
you now sat on the countertop with a warm mug in hand. you were busy taking a sip of the chocolate when strong arms wrapped themselves around your waist and you felt a body force itself in between your legs. you tilted the mug down and smiled at draco.
“want some?” you offered, holding out the glass. he shook his head.
“no, i think ill just…” as dracos voice trailed off, he pulled you closer by the waist, a sparkle in his eyes. he brought you in for a soft kiss, his tongue stealing a taste of chocolate that lingered on yours. with a smirk he pulled away.
your lips were left parted and all you did was stare at him. merlin, how you loved this boy.
you finished up your late night drink and made your way back to the common room, making sure to keep quiet. the beautiful fire welcomed you back as you settled back down onto the couch, positioning yourselves just as you were before.
it was always going to be those small intimate moments you loved the most. like the time he snuck into madam pomfreys office to get you medicine when you were sick and ditched quidditch practice to stay and take care of you, or when he found you asleep in the library so he carried you back to the dorms.
“dray,” you whispered as you tilted your head up to meet his eyes. “i love you.”
draco looked down at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “do you now?”
“mhmm.”
he nodded. “nice to know.”
your brows furrowed and your lips turned into a small pout. “hey, tell me you love me back!” you whined as you tugged on the sleeve of his green sweater.
a small chuckle escaped from your boyfriend’s lips. he glanced at you before looking back at the fire. this made you whine again. “dracoo.”
you watched as he rolled his eyes in a playful manner. “give me a kiss.”
“you don’t deserve one! tell me you love me.”
he sighed softly. “you know i love you so why do i have to tell you?”
you stayed quiet for a moment. the sounds of the crackling fire and soft background talking filled the atmosphere. you shrugged. there wasn’t really a reason.
“because i like to hear it?” you shifted on his lap.
he let out a deep groan into your ear before falling backwards, letting his back hit the rest of the couch, pulling you down with him. “i love you.”
grinning sweetly, you placed a soft kiss onto his jaw before nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. “good.”
draco smiled. he casted a nonverbal spell to summon a fuzzy blanket. he carefully wrapped it around the two of you and then smothered your hair down to place a kiss on the top of your head.
you cuddled up closer to him and let your eyes flutter shut. sleeping in the common room didn’t seem so bad. draco tightened his arms around you, leaning his head against yours. oh how you could stay like this all day. it didn’t matter how many times you guys cuddled up together, it always felt better and longer than the previous.
though this time you were a bit cold, regardless of the heat in front of you and the blanket that was draped over you. you wiggled around, trying to hog more of the blanket.
“not comfortable, love?” he asked as you squirmed to find what he assumed was a cozier position. he did nothing but watch you quietly when you didn’t answer his question. he cocked a brow when you successfully took more than half the blanket for yourself. “seriously?”
you giggled to yourself and cuddled back up against his chest. draco rolled his eyes knowing if he were to put up a fight he’d lose to you. he almost always did.
“going to sleep are you?” he murmured when he noticed that your pretty iris’ were now hidden behind your eyelids.
you nodded your head lazily. draco hummed, beginning to rub small circles on your hip softly with the pad of his thumb. just when he thought you were fully asleep, your soft voice popped into the air.
“i hope i see you in my dreams.”
“ew,” draco let out a breathy chuckle. “stop being so corny.”
“mmm, but you love itt.” you teased, poking at his cheek.
draco sucked his teeth, a smile still on his face. “i do not. now go to bed, love.”
you laughed. he always tried to play these things off. you grabbed his chin and leaned in for a kiss. draco cupped your cheeks, smirking against your lips before pulling away slowly. he looked into your half lidded eyes, holding back a laugh as you tried to peck at his lips again.
he shook his head in denial, “sleep.”
you let out a whiny ‘nooo’ and caught his lips for a split second before he dodged away. after some quiet bickering you finally gave up, too tired to continue. you let out a huff and pressed your cheek against his chest.
“i’ll see you in my dreams, love.”
guess who’s back 🤗🤗!! that was so short and horrible but i swear ill try harder. i honestly have no idea how to go back to my old style because that was like so damn long ago but uhm yeah.. i just wanted to write for someone different.
but yeah, thanks for reading my hearts !!
EDITT !! ┊ i added in the part where they went to the kitchen because i felt like i didn’t give you guys enough writing so hopefully that’s good?
— enjoy whatever time it is!! 🫶
#fluff#strstab#kissing#draco malfoy#draco x reader#draco lucius malfoy#draco fluff#cuddling & snuggling#fem reader#slytherin#harry potter#mattheo riddle fluff#theodore nott x reader#draco malfoy x reader#soft!draco malfoy
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theo nott x reader
Smut..lowkey..not lowkey but yk
"Shit," she whimpered. "Shhh~ they're going to hear you," Theo responded, leaving the spot between her legs. She whined, "I can't.”
He was pleasuring her with his mouth, and she let out a moan. "Ahh~" she gasped as he suddenly stopped. "God, you can't keep quiet, can you?" he hissed. He then leaned closer to her face and kissed her, using his fingers to tease her at the same time. She moaned into the kiss, her voice muffled by his lips. He then pushed two fingers inside her, causing her to clench her hands into fists. Though she tried to focus on kissing him back, his fingers felt too good and all she could do was moan in pleasure.
Theo continued to pleasure her, his fingers moving in and out of her while his other hand explored her body. She felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her breaths coming in short gasps. Suddenly, he stopped again, and she whimpered in frustration. "Not yet," he whispered, grinning up at her. She pouted, but he simply leaned down and resumed his ministrations, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy once again.
"So close," she whined as he stopped again. "Please, Theo!" she whimpered. He unbuckled his belt, trying to get his pants off quickly.
She watched as he took off his pants, revealing his hard length. He positioned himself between her legs and slowly pushed inside her, making her gasp. He began moving slowly at first, but soon picked up the pace, causing her to moan with each thrust.
"Baby-Shit! Be quiet!" His hand made its way to her throat, choking her while his thrusts became harder and faster.
She struggled to breathe, but it only made the sensation more intense. She felt herself getting closer to the edge again, despite the lack of air. As he continued to thrust into her, she felt the pleasure building inside her until she couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud cry, she came, her body shaking with the force of the orgasm.
He grunted and let go of her neck, instead placing his hands on her hips and thrusting harder. She whined at the overstimulation, but he continued on. "Baby, please be quiet. I don't want to stop... not yet," he said. She covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes rolling back in pleasure.
As they continued, the pleasure became too much for her to handle, and she felt herself building towards another orgasm. She knew she wouldn't be able to stay quiet, but she couldn't bring herself to care. With a loud moan, she came again, her body shaking with the force of it. Theo continued to thrust into her, his movements becoming more erratic as he approached his own climax. Finally, with a low groan, he came inside her, collapsing on top of her in exhaustion.
The only sound that could be heard was heavy breathing. "Your parents definitely heard, honey," he whispered. But she couldn't care less. "So?" she laughed. "So... they're going to kill us both," he laughed along with her.
After a few minutes, they both got dressed and walked out of the room, wondering if they would be met with angry parents. Surprisingly, they found no one waiting for them.
"They left, I guess," she shrugged. Then, she smirked and looked at him. "Wanna do it again?" He looked at her, surprised.
He grinned and pulled her towards him, kissing her deeply. "Of course I do," he said, his hands already moving to undress her once again.
#theo nott#theodore nott#smut#hogwarts#harry potter#soft theo nott#slytherin#fluffy smut#theodore nott smut#harry potter oneshot#harry potter smut
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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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In a world full of boys, he's a gentleman <3
Synopsis: the Slytherin boys and the 'gentleman' things they do
Warnings: None :)
Characters: Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Tom Riddle, Blaise Zabini, Jasper Rowle
This is Part 1 :)
Mattheo Riddle: opening doors for you
"Hey there, my love," Mattheo greeted, flashing a grin as he held the door open for you. You rolled your eyes playfully at the endearment, a fond smile tugging at your lips as you looked up at your boyfriend.
"Always the gentleman, huh?" you teased, stepping through the door of the Slytherin common room as he held open with a light chuckle.
"Hey, gotta treat my girl right," he replied, trailing behind and falling into step beside you. He nudged you gently with his elbow, his laid-back demeanor effortlessly charming.
He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the side of your head. His lips lingered for a moment, and you couldn't help but blush at the tenderness of the gesture. "You're my everything," he whispered, his voice filled with genuine adoration.
Whether they were heading to class, grabbing a bite to eat, or just strolling through the castle halls, Mattheo made it a point to hold doors open for you. It wasn't a grand gesture, just a simple act of courtesy, but it spoke volumes about his thoughtfulness.
"You spoil me too much, you know that?" you remarked with a grin, as Mattheo held the door of his dorm for you.
He chuckled, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Can't help it. You deserve the world," he shrugged, following you inside. He wrapped his arms around your waist, playfully throwing you on the bed before snuggling up next to you, holding you tightly against his chest.
Their laughter filled the air as they chatted about anything and everything, discussing everything from stupid things their friends had done recently to their favourite movies. Mattheo listened intently, his eyes lighting up as they shared their stories.
Theodore Nott: Holds your face with both hands when kissing you
"Hey," Theodore greeted softly, his fingers trailing gently along your jawline before cupping your face tenderly, drawing you into a sweet kiss. His touch was always gentle, his palms cradling your cheeks as if you were the most precious thing in his world.
"Hi," you whispered against his lips, smiling as he leaned in to press another soft kiss, his touch grounding and comforting.
"Did you have a good day?" Theodore asked, his thumb brushing lightly over your cheek as he held your face in his hands.
"Mmm, it was alright. Nothing compared to this though," you replied, your voice softening as he leaned in for another kiss, his touch sending a shiver down your spine.
He pulled back slightly, his hands still cupping your face, his eyes filled with warmth as he gazed at you. "You always make everything better."
"You too," you said, feeling a surge of affection as his touch lingered, his fingers tracing delicate patterns along your skin.
"Can I just kiss you forever?" he murmured, his forehead resting against yours, his touch never leaving your face.
"That sounds like a plan," you chuckled, enjoying the feeling of his hands on your cheeks, grounding you in the moment.
As he leaned in for another kiss, his hands framed your face once more, holding you gently but firmly, his touch sending a rush of warmth through you. Each kiss felt like a silent declaration of his love and care, his hands a constant reassurance that you were cherished.
"Promise me something," he said softly, his gaze intense as he held your face in his hands, his touch so tender it made your heart flutter.
"Anything," you replied, feeling a rush of emotion at the sincerity in his eyes.
"Promise you'll never forget how much you mean to me," he whispered, his hands trembling ever so slightly against your skin.
"I promise," you said, your voice barely above a whisper, overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings.
Theodore smiled, his touch becoming even more gentle, as if he was memorizing every contour of your face. "I love you," he murmured, his lips brushing against yours in a feather-light kiss.
"I love you too," you replied, feeling a surge of emotion as his hands cradled your face.
Tom Riddle: Subtle things to make sure you don't get hurt
In the midst of a quiet classroom, Tom and you sat side by side, the ambiance filled with the hushed tones of a lecture. You were unconsciously fiddling with your quill as your tired eyes lingered on the teacher, doing your best to listen to whatever he was saying.
A small sigh slipt from your lips as your dropped your quill, the small object rolling under your desk. As you leaned down to retrieve your quill, Tom subtly shifted, his hand discreetly finding its place at the edge of the desk, ensuring you wouldn't hit your head upon rising.
"Thanks love," you whispered, meeting his eyes for a fleeting moment, noticing the faint blush that graced his cheeks as he quickly looked away.
"Wouldn't want you getting hurt," he murmured, his voice barely audible, trying to cloak his concern with an air of indifference as his eyes went back to the teacher.
"I appreciate it," you replied softly, a small smile playing on your lips, acknowledging his unspoken worry.
Throughout the class, the subtle ways Tom looked out for you were apparent. Whether adjusting his posture to prevent you from bumping elbows or discreetly sliding a book closer to your reach, his actions spoke louder than his reserved words.
As the lesson progressed, you dropped a parchment, and before you could react, Tom swiftly picked it up without a word, his gaze briefly meeting yours with a hint of concern before retreating into his usual stoic demeanor.
"Thanks," you said, your voice warm with gratitude, feeling the corners of his lips twitch into the faintest hint of a smile before he composed himself.
"Merlin you're an idiot," he mumbled under his breath, a small smile twitching on the corner of his lips. He loved you, and he did his best to show it. To some, these may just seem like small gestures, but to you, these acts meant everything.
Blaise Zabini: Looking after you while you are sick
"Blaise, I think I'm dying," you groaned, your voice muffled by the mountain of blankets you'd buried yourself under. The room echoed with your misery, and you could practically feel Blaise's amused gaze on you.
"Quite the melodrama you've got going on there," he chuckled, entering the room with a tray in hand.
You peeked out from under the blankets, giving him a weak glare. "This is not melodrama. I'm genuinely dying. I might need to write my will."
He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Last I checked, you're broke. And if you're going to die, at least wait until you've cleaned up the mess in the bathroom."
You shot him a scowl before returning to your cocoon of misery. "I'll have you know that this is a serious illness. I even got Pansy to get me a book from the library so I can read about my symptoms."
He set the tray on the bedside table, glancing at you with a mix of amusement and skepticism. "And let me guess, according to Dr. know it all, you have a rare tropical disease only found in the depths of the Amazon rainforest?"
"No, it says I have a severe case of man flu," you deadpanned, voice muffled by the blankets.
Blaise burst into laughter. "Man flu? Really?"
You shot him a glare from under the covers.
He shook his head, still chuckling. "Ok, ok. I come bearing gifts to nurse you back to health."
He lifted the tray to reveal a steaming bowl of soup and a cup of hot tea. Your eyes lit up, and you managed to sit up, sniffling pathetically.
"Ah, the healing powers of chicken soup," he declared dramatically, handing you the bowl.
You took it gratefully, inhaling the comforting aroma. "You're the best, you know that?"
"I try," he said with a wink, settling onto the bed beside you. "Now, eat up. We can't have you wasting away on my watch."
As you sipped the soup, Blaise watched you with a soft smile. "Feeling a bit better already?"
You nodded, the warmth of the soup soothing both your throat and your mood. "Maybe I won't die today after all."
He chuckled, running a hand through your hair. "Good to know. I was planning on having a quiet night in, not attending a funeral."
You swatted him playfully, earning a smirk from Blaise. "You're lucky I'm too weak to defend myself properly."
"Consider it a mercy on my part," he teased, taking a sip of his own tea.
As the night wore on, Blaise stayed by your side, occasionally offering more soup, fetching tissues, and regaling you with stories to keep your mind off your misery.
"You're surprisingly good at this whole nurse thing," you admitted, snuggling into the blankets.
He grinned, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. "Well, when the patient is you, it's almost enjoyable."
You rolled your eyes, but a small smile played on your lips. "I must be really sick for you to admit that."
He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you. "Maybe you're just bringing out my softer side."
You sighed dramatically. "I never signed up for a softer Blaise Zabini."
"Too late now," he replied with a smirk, holding you a little tighter. "You're stuck with me, even if I have to nurse you back to health every now and then."
You leaned into his embrace, feeling grateful for the care and comfort he provided. "I suppose I can live with that."
And as you drifted off to sleep, wrapped in blankets and the warmth of Blaise's presence, you couldn't help but feel that maybe being sick wasn't so bad after all, especially when you had someone like him to take care of you.
(This is my favourite for sure)
Jasper Rowle: Doing your shoelaces
The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a soft golden glow into the room as you and Jasper sat comfortably on a bench in Hogsmede just of to the side of Zonko's, enjoying a leisurely stroll that had turned into a serene moment of shared silence.
"Oops," you pouted, looking down at your untied shoelaces, a small sigh falling from your lips as you went to go and tie your laces.
"I've got it darlin'," Jasper said with a gentle smile, bending down on one knee before her.
"Jasper, you really don't have to," you protested, a faint blush gracing your cheeks at the unexpected gesture.
He shook his head with a grin, his fingers deftly working on your shoelaces. "I've got it, can't have my girl tripping on her own shoelaces, can I?"
You chuckled softly, unable to hide your affectionate smile as you watched him tie the laces with care. "You're too good to me, you know that?"
He glanced up at her with a warm smile. "'Just don't want you getting hurt."
As he finished, he ran his thumb over your knee softly a few times before standing up and placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head, causing your heart to flutter. The simple act filled you with warmth and adoration.
"Thank you," you murmured, touched by his gesture.
"Anytime, my love."
Their fingers intertwined as they resumed their stroll through Hogsmede, the cool breeze carrying the faint scent of baked goods, more than likely from a stall near by. The world seemed to slow down around them as they walked hand in hand, enjoying each other's company.
Hi all! This is my first post, hope you enjoyed it :) I take requests for many different fandoms and characters <3
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Oh Bella
Italian!Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader
synopsis - 3 times the reader teases Theo’s Italian roots + 1 time she celebrates them
cute, lazy fluff, no angst just happy vibes for a happy christmas :)
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warning - internet translated Italian
(got these ideas from Ben and Fabio on instagram they’re so funny)
It wasn’t easy to date Theodore Nott. It was always rewarding but it wasn’t always easy.
For starters, Theo grew up in Italy and has one of the thickest Italian accents you’ve ever heard. There were a few times over the course of your relationship that you had to ask him to repeat himself a few times. Like when he was trying to tell you that Draco had invited you out on a double date with himself and Hermione.
You had just woken up from a nap when Theo walked into the Slytherin common room after quidditch practice. He flashed you a breath taking smile and all but skipped up to you as you rubbed your tired eyes. You felt your heart melting in your chest at the sight of your adorable boyfriend.
“Buongiorno Bella.” (good morning beautiful) Theo swooped down and delivered a soft kiss to the side of your face before plopping down next to you on the couch. “Guess what?” You hummed in response as you snuggled deep into his side.
“What’s up Theo?”
“At quidditch practice today, Draco says that you and I, we can go out double with them.”
In your tired brain, Theo’s words made even less sense. You sat up from his side and stared at him with your brows furrowed. “Huh?” Theo stared blankly back at you. He brushed a piece of your hair away from your face.
“Still asleep, Bella?”
You shook your head lightly but it didn’t convince either of you entirely. A chuckle rumbled through Theo and his chest vibrated in laughter.
“Draco says we can go double out with Herminone.”
Now it was your turn to laugh at the way Theo pronounced Hermione’s name. You’d all been friends for about two years now since she and Draco had started dating, but he still couldn’t quite pronounce her name correctly.
Finally deciphering his thick accent and slightly broken, but still cute English, realization dawned upon you. You tried to smother a smile as you stared at your boyfriend in pure adoration. “You mean he invited us to double date with them?”
Theo looked at you for a few seconds before standing up and sighing a little dramatically.
“Mio dio Bella, that’s what I said”
“Mmm of course, Theo.”
So, dating Theodore Nott was not without its challenges. But it also wasn’t without its fun.
1.
It was Mattheo’s birthday so of course the Slytherin common room was filled to the brim with drugs, alcohol, and probably the sluttiest girls in all of Hogwarts. Theo was sitting at a table off in the corner with both of your guys’ drinks and was noticeably uncomfortable in such an environment.
You’d gone to get ice for your sex on the beach when you had a mischevious idea. You scooped a little more ice into the cup and started making your way back to Theo.
You caught sight of Mattheo what was sitting on one of the large couches dead center in the room. He had three girls all over him right now and Lorenzo was giggling uncontrollably as he passed him a joint. Mattheo caught your eye and winked playfully. He liked to flirt with you to rile Theo up a little bit every once in a while.
You finally made it back to your table where Theo was swirling a deep red wine in a glass. His lips quirked up in a small smile as you took your seat next to him. Without speaking, he reached out and pulled your chair impossibly closer to his before throwing an arm around your shoulders.
“Ciao Bella.”
Your entire body bloomed at the sound of his thick accent over his husky voice. Warmth settled over you like a fluffy blanket on a snowy morning.
“Ciao Theo.”
The surprise on Theo’s face was more than enough to make you happy that you’d taken up Italian recently. You practiced with Lorenzo in some of your free time and he was a pretty good teacher. You made eye contact with Theo and winked before settling into his side.
Theo immediately became suspicious as you were known for your antics.
“What are you up to Il mio piccolo piantagrane, hm?” (my little troublemaker)
“Nothing Theo, relax.”
He stared at you suspiciously for a few seconds before his body finally loosened.
The opportunity was too great to miss.
You leaned over both of your drinks and dumped ice into your sex on the beach before then dropping a few ice cubes into Theo’s wine.
His reaction was nearly instantaneous.
“Oh! Bella, no! No, no, no!” His lips turned up in disgust and multiple muted expressions left his mouth in what you assumed were Italian swears.
“Che diavolo? Ghiaccio nel vino? No! Il vino è sacro.”
(what the hell? ice in wine? no! wine is sacred.)
A large hand came and ran through his messy curls and the laugh you’d been surprising burst suddenly from your chest. Theo’s eyes snapped to yours and you recognized the mischievous glint.
A squeal left your mouth as you leapt up from your seat and took off around the common room with him hot on your tail.
2.
The second time that you decided to make your poor sweet Italian boyfriend question all decisions to be with you was at dinner one night. You weren’t intentionally teasing him at first as you stared down at your empty plate trying to think of what you wanted.
You glanced over to Theo’s plate next to you and saw a mouthwatering pasta that he’d conjured. You tugged gently on the sleeve of his green sweater and his attention found yours immediately.
“What’s wrong, bellissima?”
“Can you get me some of that, please Theo?”
“Of course.”
He took your plate in his hands and after a few seconds his dish was sitting in front of you. You noted how he made sure there were no tomatoes in yours like there were in his. Theo knew you hated tomatoes. It was so sweet it almost made you feel bad for what you were about to do to his little Italian heart.
Almost.
Theo picked up his fork and started to dig into his food before he stopped abruptly. Lorenzo too stopped eating his own food and the pair stared at you incredulously as you shoveled the pasta into your mouth.
“Oh Bella.”
He seemed more horrified than anything else. You loaded more food into your mouth being careful to eat as much as a lady as you could.
“No.” You stared at him blankly with a sheepish look before resuming your meal. “Bella, no. Twirl. Like this,” Theo picked up his fork and expertly swirled the noodles around before bringing it up to his mouth.
You offered him a gentle grin before promptly resuming what you were doing before. From across the table Lorenzo started whisper screaming at Theo in Italian.
“Theo, Cosa c'è che non va nella tua ragazza? Lei mangia la pasta come una bambina!” (what’s wrong with your girlfriend? she eats pasta like a child!)
Theo stared at you astounded as redness crept up his face. Then it finally dawned on him that you were teasing.
“Bella per favoreee.” He dragged out his words with a small smile on his face at your teasing. You both knew that you knew the proper way to eat pasta.
“No more teasing love.” You nodded through your giggles and Theo wrapped a thick arm around your waist and pulled you into his side.
3.
So, you knew that you promised Theo no more teasing last week but when you overheard him and Lorenzo complaining earlier in the most adorable stuttered English you couldn’t help yourself. You were walking down towards the common room to get lunch with the boys.
Theo, Lorenzo, and Mattheo were sitting in the common room all having a discussion. Suddenly you heard your boyfriend’s sweet Italian symphony of a voice shift into one of astonishment. You peeked around the corner and saw both him and Lorenzo staring at Mattheo like he’d just said the most offensive thing ever.
“What do you mean you have the cappuccino in the afternoon, huh?” His fingers came to rub at his temples and you had to stifle your laugh behind your hand. “Puah! cappuccino è solo per la mattina.” (Cappuccino is only for the morning).
Mattheo stared blankly at the two. Finally you decided to step in before the vein in Theo’s forehead burst.
“Theo? I’m ready.”
By the time that you made it to the Great Hall, the boys seemed to have forgotten about their earlier conversation. Mattheo walked quietly in step next to you while Theo and Lorenzo conversed in Italian so quickly your head was spinning.
“Psst. Y/n I have an idea on how to make that little Italian boy of yours blow a fuse.”
(“Maledizione Lorenzo, non credi che se sapessi cosa regalarle non andrei fuori di testa?”)
You cursed yourself that you couldn’t understand what they were saying. After staring at the side of Theo’s handsome face for a few moments longer you let out a disgruntled noise and turned to Mattheo.
“Fine! What?”
And that was how you found yourself in this situation.
Trying your absolute hardest to keep a straight face without looking at Theo at all while you sipped on your cappuccino that you’d conjured in your cup.
“Oh Bella.”
Theo’s familiar distressed tone rang out from next to you. “You cannot be series, amore mio.”
“Do you mean serious, Theo?” Mattheo chimed in with an amused smirk.
Theo made a dismissive Italian noise and waved Mattheo off. He swore under his breath before grabbing the side of your face and turning it to him. “Bellissima, it is too late for a cappuccino!”
You smirked up at your distraught boyfriend and pressed a quick kiss to the softness of his cheek. “I know, amore.”
Theo stared at you before throwing his hands up in the air and turning back towards his lunch. Mattheo’s deep laugh burst out and you couldn’t help yourself but to laugh along with him.
You were so busy laughing you hadn’t noticed that Theo was staring at you with a smile. He was so very in love with you.
+ one time you celebrated Theo’s Italian roots
April 25th was meant to be celebratory. La Festa della Resistenza. And Theodore Nott was stuck at quidditch practice.
Meanwhile, you were scurrying around the common room with Lorenzo trying to set up the perfect surprise for Theo. With Italy’s Liberation Day approaching, you’d noticed Theo had been a little down lately. You knew that it was because he was missing his family.
Normally, his mother would prepare a big feast and the family would sing the song of the resistance, Bella Ciao. You’d taken a floo to his home in Italy and gotten some recipes from his mother directly, all his favorites. And now, you were trying desperately to teach a group of first year Slytherins how to sing the song that you’d been practicing for weeks.
You sighed deeply as you realized the little buggers you bribed with a few galleons each were not at all going to get the song down in time. You conjured your purse and shelled out a few galleons to each child before shooing them out of the common room.
By the time Theo got back from quidditch practice, everything was perfect. You were standing in the center of the room in a deep red dress that you knew was his favorite. When he saw the spread, Theo thought his heart might stop. You looked nothing short of stunning.
“Oh Bella.”
It didn’t hold any of the distress that it normally did. This time his tone was thick with adoration. Theo felt a lump moving up his throat that caught tears behind his eyes. His heart clenched in his chest. This was one of the most thoughtful things that anyone had ever done for him.
Just when he was certain you couldn’t get anymore perfect, your sweet voice rang out in an impossibly beautiful symphony that rivaled Pavarotti.
“Una mattina mi sono alzato
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
Una mattina mi sono alzato
E ho trovato l'invasor.”
Theo held you closer to his chest and pressed his forehead against yours as he joined for the next verse.
“O partigiano, portami via
O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao
O partigiano, portami via
Che mi sento di morir.”
The two of you swayed as Lorenzo joined and the three of you sang the rest of the song together. When you finished, you all made plates and sat down in the common room.
“When did you learn all of this, Bella?”
You smiled gently at Theo while he stared at you like you were the most perfect being in the world.
“I took a trip to Italy to see your mother a little bit ago. She told me about La Festa della Resistenza the Celebration of the Resistance. She talked about how important it was to Italy’s history and that it marked the Resistance victory in the Italian Civil War. Then when I saw how sad you were to be away from home at this time I knew I had to do something.”
In that moment, Theo knew that there wasn’t anybody he’d ever loved as much as he loved you. He took your face in both of his hands and pressed a deep kiss to your lips.
“This is perfect, bellissima, thank you so much.”
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