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Lumberjack Tales masterlist

Summary: Welcome to the woods. Choose your player...I mean lumberjack.

Pairings: different pairing in every chapter

Warnings: angst, language, smut, unprotected sex, protected sex, creampie, blowjobs, voyeurism, public sex

A/N: This is a multi-fandom series. Every chapter is a separate story with a different reader.

Please consider that this is a not regularly updated collection.

The Hairy Bear - Lumberjack!Ari Levinson

The big hammer (1) - Lumberjack!Thor Odinson

The big hammer (2) - Lumberjack!Thor Odinson

The grump - Lumberjack!Bucky Barnes

The blue-eyed devil - Lumberjack!Steve Rogers

The billionaire in disguise - Lumberjack!Tony Stark

The spoiled brat - Lumberjack!Ransom Drysdale

The green-eyed savior - Lumberjack!Dean Winchester

The tall ax - Lumberjack!Sam Winchester

TBA - Lumberjack!Walter Marshall

TBA - Lumberjack!August Walker

TBA - Lumberjack!Clark Kent

more to be added...

Find more special stories/events here: Special Events & Posts Masterlist

Main Masterlist-Mafia & Biker AUs

Neighborly Behavior

The only gift he wants

The Morning After

And then there were none

It all belongs to you

Better than Work

Show Me How to Ride

Coming Home to You

A Party For Two

Parking Lot Fun

Wrapped Around Me

And He's Feeling Good

Just One Taste

Three Whole Days: The Night Before

Three Whole Days

Lemonade Stand

I'm the lucky one

Just Say Yes: Coming Soon

Don't Make Me Wait

A Love Like Ours coming soon

Unbreakable, Shattered

I'll Wait For You

Paper Rings

Drabbles:

Dad!Bucky

Mrs Smith and the house key

Mrs. Smith

Reasons Why Bucky is a great boyfriend

Road Trip Drabble

Teasing Bucky Drabble

Teasing Bucky Drabble: Aftermath of the Spaghetti incident

Teasing Bucky: The Panty Incident

Consent is Everything to Bucky

The Suit and The Grey Sweatpants

A Bad Day

Mark The ex boyfriend

His favorite girls

A kiss like no other

Don't Look, Don't Touch

Take a Seat

Drunk Bucky

A forgotten pair

Morning routines

Sweatpants

Insatiable

Thin Ice

Coffee. Emergency. Thighs.

Period Comforts

What if: Nipple Piercing

Sundress Fun

Every time

More than Words

On the tip of his tongue

Worthy of You

Been Broken Before

Forever in Your Eyes

Biker Ari: Get to know him

BikerAri: What If

Biker!Ari Drabble

Cuddling

Teasing Ari

His bike

Overstimulation kink drabble

Vacation Days

Search Biker!Ari for more asks and small drabbles.

A Few Good Reasons

Fear of Falling

Now or Never

What Hurts The Most

That Love of Mine

Drabbles:

Dove's Ripped Shorts

Not A Lot Fun in the Parking Lot

Steve's Kinks

Dreaming of you

Giving Steve a chance

What he wants

Bookstore Boost

Bad Day

Only one

New clothes

Teasing Dove

Biker Asks: Features more than one pairing.

Who you can call

Tattoos

Weekend Plans

Club Roles

Daemon punishes his wife by paying a bunch of male whores to bang her at the same time while he fists himself.

AN: Hi, I hope you like it x

NSFW

“I wasn’t flirting with them…” You tried to babble out as you locked eyes with your husband from across the room. Your dress had been ripped off with ease as the three men your husband had paid moved closer to you. There was silence from Daemon as you whimpered out; the unnamed whore jackhammering his cock into your weeping pussy.

Your locks had fallen easily from your ties as another wrapped his hand in it; pulling your face. Gods, you should not like this at all. The smirk on Daemon’s face told you he knew; he knew you so well. Your eyes were wide and locked onto his cock as he began to fist himself; cream already moving down.

You softly whimpered out; your lips parting as the cock inside you pushed against your soft spot. “Only the best for my wife.” Daemon had ordered and you were not disappointed. You wondered how this was a punishment as you began to shake around the man behind you. Your arse bouncing as you rode his cock.

Your stomach was tightening easily in pleasure as you whimpered absolute nonsense. Your hand moved into his hair as you leaned back. “So close..” You babbled out; your soft ample breasts bouncing. Daemon’s dark chuckle had your attention as you whimpered; your head moving up to lock eyes with him.

Your eyes were beginning to roll back when the man behind you began to slow his thrusts; the high you were about to achieve fell from your grip. “No..no, please..I was so close.” You began to babble out. Daemon’s chuckles only grew louder as he slowed his own fisting; his fingers brushing over his weeping head.

“You did not think I would allow you to cum, did you?” Daemon teased you; taunted you from his chair. “Please, Daemon..I’ll do anything.” You babbled out breathlessly as the leisurely thrusts continued. He only raised an eyebrow, “You already are.” The rogue Prince purred out and watched as a hard cock was pushed inside your hot mouth.

You whined as the man’s hips jerked instantly; fucking your face as his fingers moved into your locks. A part of you wondered if the men would survive the night now they had you..you wondered if they knew that danger. Those thoughts fell from your mind as the cock inside you began to move.

Your eyes still stayed on the erotic sight of your husband. His stroking of his own cock quickened as he watched you. You moaned and began to bob your head; taking the man completely. Your eyes never left Daemon as your tongue eagerly ran down the man’s length again and again.

A soft gasp escaped you as you began to moan against his cock whilst your body began to bounce once more. Your climax starts all over again as shivers of pleasure move through your body. Your soft, ample breasts easily bounced with you and caused Daemon to watch you with hardly concealed desire.

Your head continued to bob down, taking more of his cock as you moaned around him. The vibrations had the man groaning out. His hand moved up your soft body before palming at your bouncing breasts. Daemon’s eyes as ever watching your every move and you could see his own release building.

“Daemon…please..” You whimpered out as your hands moved to stroke the twitching cock in front of you. Soon, he was flooding your hot mouth with his own release. You easily took all he gave before you were tugged against the chest behind you. The new position had his cock pushing deeper inside you, stroking your spots perfectly.

Your head fell back with pleasure as your eyes rolled. Your hips began to rock; spelling out Daemon’s name. Your hands moved to the back of the man’s head as you bounced harder on his cock. Your breasts bouncing with you as the third man came in front of you. He gently lifted you and you wrapped your legs around him.

You still locked eyes with Daemon's, whose fisting had slowed down once more but his smirk was still in place. You whined and hid into the man’s neck as his own hard cock began to brush against your weeping pussy. Your clit was so sensitive as you flinched with each hit of his fat head.

Your lips parted as whines of pleasure fell from them. Your heart racing with each passing moment. Your mind was softening as your stomach began to tighten with pleasure some more. Gods, you were so close. Your begging began up again as you loudly cried out his name. Your body is shaking as ever.

“Please, Daemon…I need to cum..” You babbled out with your eyes locked onto him before they widened. The man’s cock pushed into your already filled pussy. “Oh gods…no..” Your eyes welled up with the pain and pleasure as he slowly moved inside you until he bottomed out. Your body shook with intense pleasure.

He only chuckled as he slowly moved to stand. His cock leaking as he finally stopped stroking it. “Such a whore for a wife I have…how disappointing.” Daemon whispered cruelty; his smirk only widening. He brought his cum covered fingers into your hot mouth and shoved them down your throat.

You moaned and began to suck on them. Your eyes never left his own as you began to bob your head. He pressed against your tongue before adding another finger. “Cum for me. Show me what a little whore you are.” Daemon hummed; leaning closer as he watched you so easily fall apart.

You squirted around their cocks whilst they continued to thrust inside you. It was all becoming too much as your climax was prolonged. You moaned around his fingers still; drooling over them as he thrust them inside you. Your head fell back as your second orgasm was easily building inside you.

“Leave her.” You hardly heard those words as the men gently removed themselves from you. Before you knew it, Daemon harshly thrust inside you. “Oh, oh gods” You cried out as you clutched to his hair. Your eyes locking onto his own. Your arms looped around his neck before his lips crashed onto your own.

You moaned against him; completely forgetting about everyone else in the room. He pushed you against the wall as your legs locked around him. His hands harshly palmed at your arse as he burrowed into your neck. His cum quickly began to fill you up as your climax was easily set off once more.

Flowers | mini hiatus

Summary | In a world where the dragons do not dance it's time for Jacaerys Velaryon to choose a wife as the heir to the iron throne. When House Targaryen invites all the eligible ladies in the seven kingdoms to meet the prince, chaos follows. In comes you, a lady from a minor house who makes an impression on a certain prince.

Pairing | Jacaerys Velaryon x Fem!Reader

Taglist (Open)

Chapter One: Introductions

Summary: As a lady from a very minor house you are very displeased to be journeying so far away from home for a boring trip. but your first morning tells you this trip is going to much more interesting than you thought.

Chapter Two: Aftermath

Summary: After the first morning of the event emotions run high for both parties. A calm before the storm of sorts occurs.

Chapter Three: The Garden

Summary: You come to find it's hard to avoid someone when the one person they want to talk to just so happens to be you. especially when that someone just so happens to be the prince this whole event is for.

Chapter Four: Worries, Worries and Worries

Summary :After a brief yet meaningful conversation with daemon, jacaerys has only one goal in mind. You.

Chapter Five: The Opening Feast

Summary: The opening feast is a wonderful event, though you are feeling a little miserable, a certain person helps make the event a little more bearable. Though it is not who you thought it would be.

Chapter Six: Odd....

Summary: You have a very... Odd? Second morning. You didnt think it was possible to get anymore unbelievable than yesterday. But it had.

Chapter Seven: Oh.

Summary: Jacaerys reflects, is annoyed by his family and learns some troubling news.

Chapter Eight: Fight it out.

Summary: Many things happen at the training grounds, many unexpected things.

Chapter Nine: Truce? Truce.

Summary: what could joffery possibly mean by a truce ? and what does rhaenrya targaryen, the queen, want with you ?

Chapter ten: Afternoon tea

Summary: Queen Rhaenrya invites you to have tea with her but your mind is still running wild. Your conversation ends up being more important to you than you thought.

Chapter Eleven: A challenge

Summary: prince jacaerys has a very terrible day and makes some rushed and quiet frankly stupid decisions.

Chapter Twelve: The question.

Summary: The prince has shown up at your doorstep! what could he possibly want?

Chapter Thirteen: The Grand tourney!

Summary: its finally time for the grand tourney! but you happen to be stuck in your head

Chapter Fourteen: Calm before the storm

Summary: it is the aftermath of the tourney and the surprises that come with it

Chapter Fifteen: The final dance

Summary: there is a week grace period between the final big ball and the tourney were you and jacaerys begin to spend a lot more time together. all seems to be going well, a little too well, maybe there is something bad coming on the horizon

Chapter Sixteen: Homecoming

Summary: Heartbroken, you return home and attempt to take your mind off your time at the keep, you have some unexpected visitors, and it seems the prince is also not in high spirits also.

Chapter Seventeen: Surprise!

Summary: You receive even more unexpected visitors and receive some upsetting news that you are not looking forward to.

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Dealer!Rafe Masterlist 🔫🤑

First Night Meeting Dealer!Rafe

You Show Up At His House Unexpectedly After Meeting Him

How I Imagine Dealer!Rafe

Every Freakin Day

You Are A Squirter

Dealer!Rafe Fucks You In His Ski Mask For The First Time

Dealer!Rafe Makes You Squirt For First Time

Taking A Picture MidFuck Because You Are Pretty

He Puts His Ski Mask On You

Dealer!Rafe Tells You Not To Worry About It

Dealer!Rafe Pays For Your Lash Extensions

Bank Runs

Dealer!Rafe Flys You Out The Country

Pregnant With Dealer!Rafe’s Baby

Dealer!Rafe Gets Out Of Jail

You Wear His Chain While Riding Him

Pregnancy Sex With Dealer!Rafe

His Chain Dangles In Your Face While He Fucks You

JIN IS BACK 🥹

𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘’𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 🦇: E d d i e

obey your master(list)

welcome to my eddie munson masterlist. all these works are 18+. minors DNI

fics

CALL ME WHAT YOU WANT

You need money fast. After getting kicked out by your brother, you have no other choice but to take off your big girl pants and add stripper to your resume. Desperate to pay the bills and support your little sister, are you willing to accept the risks that come with such a perilous profession? With the stage name ‘Shy Girl’, you take the leap of faith, weaponizing your divine femininity to steal the hearts of all the bachelors in Hawkins — including Eddie Munson’s, the owner of Hellfire Gentlemen’s Club.

CALL ME WHAT YOU WANT ✨ extras ✨

one shots, deleted/bonus scenes, extra content from CMWYW

one shots

SCENIC ROUTE

nature/hike sex with eddie [wc: 421 words]

PASS THE SALT

older!dad’s best friend!eddie x fem!reader [wc: hella words]

THE CRAWL

rockstar!eddie x housewife!reader [wc: 686 words]

DON’T TRUST EDDIE WITH THE REMOTE TO YOUR VIBRATOR

aaand he’s got the remote to your vibrator

WILL YOU SWAY WITH ME?

a slow-dancing, comfort one shot 🩶 bartender!eddie x billy’s girlfriend!reader | warning: established physical abuse between reader & billy [wc: 1.4K words]

ALONG FOR THE RIDE

eddie gets turned on when he watches you ride a mechanical bull | a collab! [wc: 2.0k words]

CASUAL (pt. 1): i’m just a girl you bang on your couch

just when you think you got a good one, you realize your boyfriend is just like the rest. | [wc: 1.3k words] asshole!eddie au

CASUAL (pt. 2): peace, love, and harmony

eddie and his incel friends realize you overheard everything they said (and they’re shaking in their boots) [wc: 1.1k words] asshole!eddie au

QUICKIE WITH EX!HUSBAND EDDIE

you have a date tonight. your ex husband, and father of your children, eddie doesn’t like it one bit. SMUT SMUT SMUT

headcannons

don’t answer the door for anybody 💀

eddie guest-starring on unsolved mysteries 🎥⭐️

EX-HUSBAND!EDDIE HEADCANNONS

universes

EX-HUSBAND!EDDIE

Pervy!Roommate!König

Pairing: Pervy!Roommate!Könif x fem!reader

Cw: DUB-CON/NON-CON, DARKFIC, smut, creampie, somnophilia, panty sniffing, panty stealing, peeking, stalking, rough sex, scent/musk kink, possessive behaviour, handjob, erotic fantasy, more to be added.

Parts:

New roommate

Deep sleep

Baby

Camera

Extra:

Lotion

Friend

Tits

Due Rent [male!reader]

BOXER KÖNIG — the collection 🥊

the following content contains: blood, injury, a probably inaccurate portrayal of boxing culture, strong language and explicit smut. be sure to consider trigger warnings and proceed with discretion. your media consumption is your responsibility.

stoner collection, call girl collection, main masterlist

just thots !! 🥊

more thots 😖🥊

how boxer!könig met his wife, and how he treats her in bed :3 🥊

boxer!könig collapsing onto you since he’s so drained and exhausted :(( 🥊

taking care of him when he’s too tired to fuck you after a fight <3 🥊

you cheer him on whilst he defeats an old rival !! 🥊

he takes his anger out on you after losing to a rigged opponent :(( 🥊

getting brutally fucked on your kitchen table after taking such good care of him :33 🥊

könig packs on the pda with you for all to see <33 🥊

he fucks you until you squirt out of jealousy </3 🥊

könig and wwe!wrestler hate-fucking in his dressing room :3 🥊

könig agreeing to teach you how to box :3 🥊

boxer!könig as a girl dad <3 🥊

he gets caught fucking you before a fight !! 🥊

it’s official: boxer!könig is golden retriever coded :3 🥊

request more boxer!könig here.

reply under this masterlist to receive a tag in this content .

you made it to my masterlist, everything you could ever dream of is here :p

if it’s not? send me an ask & i’ll make ur dreams come true >:)

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𝐣𝐣𝐤 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

GOJO:

ᑉ³ cocky gojo x reader

ᑉ³ gojo w a mommy kink

ᑉ³ pussy inspector gojo

ᑉ³ sensitive gojo

ᑉ³ riding gojo’s abs

ᑉ³ ruining gojo’s org*am (nnn)

ᑉ³ gojo c*mming in his pants

ᑉ³ virgin!gojo being surprisingly good in bed

ᑉ³ gojo playing w ur hair before he throat fucks u

ᑉ³ aphrodisiac chocolates w gojo

ᑉ³ perv!gojo obsessed with your freckles

ᑉ³ toys and overstim w jealous boyfie gojo

ᑉ³ road head w gojo

ᑉ³ gojo teaching you how to masturbate on an orange pt.2 pt.3

ᑉ³ sending gojo nudes + phone sex

ᑉ³ head+restraints+blindfolded gojo

ᑉ³ body swap w gojo pt.2

ᑉ³ making out to avoid getting caught troupe w gojo

ᑉ³ making gojo squirt + overstimulation

ᑉ³ throat training w/ gojo

ᑉ³ somno w/ gojo

ᑉ³ bath time w/ gojo

ᑉ³ gojo’s first time fucking you raw

ᑉ³ oral w/ husband & father jealous gojo

GETO:

ᑉ³ perv!geto

ᑉ³ perv!geto ‘pt.2’

ᑉ³ perv!geto catches you using the shower head

ᑉ³ mutual masturbation with geto

ᑉ³ geto begging to put it in

ᑉ³ Perv!Geto takes you out :3

ᑉ³ perv!geto taking care of you while you’re sick (smut)

ᑉ³ hate sex with geto

ᑉ³ geto begging u to spit in his mouth

ᑉ³ period sex w geto

SATOSUGU:

ᑉ³ caught watching porn w/ satosugu

ᑉ³ eifel tower w the boys

ᑉ³ pt 2 ^

ᑉ³ nurse geto & doctor gojo x reader

ᑉ³ milking gojo’s prostate w/ geto on the phone

ᑉ³ satosugu eating you out

NANAMI:

ᑉ³ nanamin “teaching” ino how to touch his girlfriend

ᑉ³ one bed troupe w/ nanami

ᑉ³ riding nanami’s thigh

ᑉ³ supporting nanami under his desk

ᑉ³ cockwarming husband nanami

ᑉ³ giving virgin nanami head

ᑉ³ househusband nanami

ᑉ³ office sex with nanami

TOJI:

ᑉ³ toji talking you through it

ᑉ³ trying to get toji to sub

ᑉ³ toji teaching you how to give him head

ᑉ³ dry humping w toji

ᑉ³ MMA! Toji + leaked sex tape pt.2

ᑉ³ entering the zenin clan as toji’s pretty wife

ᑉ³ bodygaurd + brat tamer toji

ᑉ³ toji’s panty kink

CHOSO:

ᑉ³ choso giving head +praise kink

ᑉ³ catching choso masturbating

ᑉ³ choso getting head for the first time

ᑉ³ choso w/ a tongue piercing

ᑉ³ choso loves ur moans + breeding kink

ᑉ³ teaching choso how to give head (m!reader)

ᑉ³ exhibitionism w/ choso

ᑉ³ giving Choso a boobjob

ᑉ³ pussyjob with choso

ᑉ³ soft sex with virgin!choso

SUKUNA

ᑉ³ rough sex with true form sukuna

ᑉ³ true form sukuna eating u out w/ his stomach mouth

ᑉ³ edging + sex toys + mirror w/ sukuna

ᑉ³ sukuna getting worked up from a fight (solo)

ᑉ³ virgin sukuna drabble

HIGURUMA

ᑉ³ face sitting w/ hiromi

YUKI

ᑉ³ whipped roommate yuki gives u the strap

ᑉ³ yuki making you squirt

MULTI

ᑉ³ jjk mens reactions to you starting your period during sex

ᑉ³ crack smut

ᑉ³ fav cuddling positions

ᑉ³ are the jjk men into getting their nipples played with?

ᑉ³ jjk men & thicc women

ᑉ³ new year kisses

ᑉ³ passing out in the middle of sex

ᑉ³ my texts convos as jjk men

ᑉ³ using your safe word

ᑉ³ faking an orgasm

𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

ᑉ³ strong nanami

ᑉ³ nanami pulls your hair

ᑉ³ mean nanami

ᑉ³ sugurus hair

ᑉ³ kenjaku x jin itadori

ᑉ³ choking gojo

ᑉ³ PervRoommate!Geto scenarios

ᑉ³ satosugu angst (nsfw)

ᑉ³ todo fucking his idol (you)

ᑉ³ kirara & hakari x reader threesome

ᑉ³ horny uraume drabble

ᑉ³ fucking mtf kirara

twt: nanaslvtt

Deranged Marriage masterlist

Summary: Your father wants you to choose a husband. Your chosen one doesn’t like the idea one bit.

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: arranged marriage, language, unwilling groom, angst, Bucky being an ass, sadnes, banter, sexual tension, arguments, bratty/strong reader, more to be added in separate chapters

Deranged Marriage (1) - Let it go 

Deranged Marriage (2) - No more

Deranged Marriage (3) - Like hell

Deranged Marriage (4) – Sticks and stones break my bones

Deranged Marriage (5) - Drinks are on me

Deranged Marriage (6) - Don’t play with fire (if you can’t take the heat)

Deranged Marriage (7) - Mutual Interest

Deranged Marriage (8) - Only the devil can tame her

Deranged Marriage (9) – Two tidalwaves

Deranged Marriage (10) – Broken resolve

Deranged Marriage (11) - For whom the bell tolls

Deranged Marriage (12) - Back to square one

Deranged Marriage (13) - Wedding bells - FIN

Keep reading

older!dilf!eddie munson x reader masterlist

series:

yayo |part 1|

what is and what should never be |part 2|

clandestine meetings |part 3|

ain't no sunshine |part 4|

don't be cruel |part 5|

you make me feel so young |part 6|

don't feel the reaper |part 7|

under pressure |part 8|

you make loving fun |part 9|

everybody loves somebody |part 10|

take it to the end of the line |part 11|

like we've been before |part 12|

remastered series:

yayo (remastered) |part 1|

what is and what should never be (remastered) |part 2|

other works and extras:

bunny blurb

baby, i'm yours

funny bunny

rabbit food

what used to be mine

can't hurry love

blue christmas (munny's merriest work)

a roo and a boo (munny's spooky stories work)

older!eddie moodboard

bunny's moodboard

all lore and extras can be found here :)

(SMUT/NSFW +18 - Minors DNI!)

𑣿 DJ! Choso who's animating the party you're attending. He's constantly focused on his set, barely minding the simmering crowds surrounding him. All the merged noises, laughs, loud voices and endless flashing lights seem to do little to phase him. Baggy yet enticing eyes only glued to the equipement under him, his skilled fingers push and pull on the different keys and buttons, making the perfect combinations of the newest hits, and driving the crowds crazier by the minute.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who you couldn't quite dart your glance away from. He was the calmest yet most charming, silent yet most graceful of all people who were around you.

And mayhaps it was just your imagination, or your bored self being already mentally checked out of the party, and wanting just to have a heated moment with him all on your own. But you could've sworn his dark irises often locked with yours, in less than a random way.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who has just finished animating his part of the night, briefly thanking the crowd and wishing everyone a pleasant rest of the night before making his way out of your sight.

and it was rather time for you to leave too. You felt quite dazed by the whole ambiance, having some growing headaches along the way. You looked for your jacket and put your handbag on, exiting the club in your glamorous dress and glittery makeup.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who was dressed in his teddy black hoodie. his meaty fingers wrapped around a freshly lit cigarette, eyes looking into the dim roadlights. You run into him just stepping out the building, making your glances lock for another time, only a bit longer, and deeper.

He took a final puff from his cigarette before stomping the flame down, letting a deep 'Hey' escape his lips.

You snapped out of it, just realizing you may have stared a bit too long. And thus you pushed a shy 'Hey' as well, almost dying of embarassment.

'Pretty'. He said as he inched closer, eyes boldly brushing over your thick thighs and puffy breasts, hugged by the fabric of your tiny dress.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who has you chilling in the back of his mc Laren, his arms wrapped tight around your waist seemed to distract you from your warm, cosy conversation. Though you weren't even complaining, his deep tone had your kitty throb, and the irresistible smokey scent of his clothes made you feel even more vulnerable.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who's suckling on your neck, squeezing the flesh of your butt into his large palms. Your poor dress is fully undone, nipples almost spilling from your collar and clavicles already sore from his plump lips on your skin.

'mmh...Sorry for leaving hickeys, 's bad habit of mine...'

you could feel how sticky your thong got. And his leg fevershly rubbing your pussy lips wasn't exacty helping, having you choke on your moans.

He unclasped your bra and fondled your breasts, tugging on your nips and nibbling till they're sore and raw. He leaned back against the backseat and folded his arms behind his head

'Wanna ride me?' A lazy smirk curled his lips upwards, staring adoringly at the way you struggled to balance yourself on top of him.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who's bouncing you up and down his big cock, his knitted brows and gritted teeth somehow made him even hotter. You fucked your little pussy on his dick till you almost passed out, hearing an adorable chuckle with a 'Aww, pretty babe's tired ain't she?'

He gripped your asscheeks tight and took full charge, thrusting inside you at the pace of someone who hated your guts.

'Ahh, Chosoo! I-I can't a-anymore! fuck!'

'Shhh...you're a big girl now arent'cha? know you can take me...Trust me'

He hugged you and pushed in deeper, his groans vibrated against your neck as you braced your pretty acrylic nails on his large chest with all power you had left.

'Aww poor babe, cock feels so damn good doesn't it, huh?'

𑣿 DJ! Choso who has you seeing stars, screaming your head out as you squirted on his abs.

'Come on, gorgeous, make a mess for me. cum till you cry on this cock.'

He pulled you in for the sloppiest kiss, whispering how proud he is of you cumming so good for him. You could barely string a few words together. Braindead from how good he fucked your tiny pussy.

𑣿 DJ! Choso who drove you back to your place and softly layed you on your bed...

.. You woke up the next day realizing that he kept your soiled thong as a little souvenir, leaving you a handwritten note with his number on in exchange..

Some night Daemons daughter will bring all three of her boys into her bed at the same time.

She’s Daemon’s daughter and loves chaos. She wouldn’t tell any of them that she wanted to have them all at the same time. She’d invite Aegon to her room first and have him eat her out and as she’s in the middle of her first orgasm of the night Aemond would walk into the room. He wouldn’t know what to do. He wants to storm out and choke Aegon at the same time, but before he can decide she waves him over and before he knows it his cock is out and in her mouth.

When Jace arrives she’s bouncing on Aemond’s cock as Aegon thrusts his cock in between her soft tits. Jace is too stunned to say anything but she just turns her head and smiles at him and says, “well, come on and join us.”

my favourite part of the Wayne Kids being, you know, the Waynes, and popular celebrities is the fact that these are teenagers and young adults who are given ... celebrity powers. and i know they're stupidly petty with them. every time you log onto twitter you'd see 3 of them engaged in a sibling argument, completely uncaring that it's being broadcasted to thousands of people

Dick, tweeting: Tim stole my sandwich today, hey siri how do i un-adopt a sibling?

Tim: ??? I didn't steal your sandwich??

Dick: Then who did??? It was there this morning and you were the only one in the manor the entire morning??

Tim: Dick, my unfortunately kind of favourite brother, I was not in the manor today

Dick: YOU WEREN'T?!?!?

Tim: no, I've been in my apartment all week. did you hallucinate me?? LMFAO

Cass: I was there this morning.

Dick: Oh. No wonder then??? You 2 look too similar, one of you needs to cut your hair

Tim: Not it

Cass: . . .

Tim: on second thought, maybe it's time for a haircut

Cass: :D <3

Tim: Love you too, Cass

Random Twitter User, quote tweeting the last tweet: So did you ever find out who took Dick's sandwich????

Cass: Jay did.

Dick: JAY DID?!?!?

Cass: Oh. Did you not know?

Dick: NO?!????

Cass: Oh. @/jason start running. Sorry.

Steph: Guys Jason might deadass die again Dick is ONTO him

Random Twitter User: ... Again?

Steph: hardly the point rn, jared

Babs: Why did Jason just climb in my window asking me to hide him

Tim: he's running from Dick, lol

Babs: Oh, why?

Tim: he ate his sandwich

Babs: Got it, he's hiding behind my couch now, screeching about Cass betraying him.

Dick: BABS DON'T MOVE. DON'T LET HIM LEAVE.

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

The Cat Chronicles

(Or five times Theodore Nott *accidentally* stole your cat)

Theodore Nott x reader

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1

The first time your cat went missing, you didn’t think entirely too much of it. You knew many of the Hogwarts cats liked to gather behind the herbology greenhouse where a particularly plentiful patch of catnip grew. However, Gladys was never one to miss meal time, and when the time came to 30 minutes after her usual feeding time, you knew something was amiss. With a sigh, you made your way out to your common room where you saw Cho sitting by the fireplace with several other of your class mates.

“Has anyone seen Gladys wandering about? She missed feeding time and I haven’t seen her much today,” you say as you approach the group.

“I haven’t, sorry y/n. We’ll keep a look out for her though,” Cho tells you.

You let out a small sigh of disappointment.

“Thanks Cho,” you say before heading out to wander the halls of the castle, hoping to find your elusive, black cat.

You start out by the greenhouse where you see a whole gaggle of cats, but none with the sleek black coat that identified your furry friend. You then walked around the grounds a bit more with no luck, before moving on to the kitchens where several of the house elves promised to keep an eye out for the small black cat. You even checked several empty class rooms before coming to a stop outside the library. It wouldn’t hurt to check. Twenty minutes later, you were still completely out of luck. Tired and frustrated, you were about to call it a night when a loud chorus of voices turn down the hall. You look to see who it was and find a hoard of Slytherin boys making their way towards you. You recognized them of course, but didn’t exactly know them. What you did know however, was the mop of black fur one of the taller boys in the back of the group was holding.

“Gladys!” You exclaim, rushing towards the group of boys.

Their eyes all turn towards you and at the sound of her name, the fiesty black cat springs from the arms of the boy and runs towards you.

With a large grin of relief, you scoop the cat up into your arms, feeling her light purr as you scratch behind her ears. Feeling several pairs of eyes on you, you look up to see the group of boys still staring at you and your cat.

“Um, thanks, for finding my cat,” you say awkwardly, squeezing the cat to your chest lightly. The tall, brunette boy who had just been holding your cat only nods silently before turning and walking off, the rest of the group following, except one.

“Hey, sorry about Theo. He means well, really. Man really likes cats, but doesn’t have one of his own, so he sometimes makes friends with cats wandering the halls. We’ve all told him that he should probably stop, ah, borrowing, people’s cats, but he can’t seem to resist. Names Enzo by the way,” the boy says with a friendly smile, extending his hand out.

You take his hand, shaking it cautiously before a smile creeps it’s way onto your face.

“Thank you, Enzo.” You say, hesitating a moment before adding, “You know, Gladys is a picky bitch. Theo must be a pretty okay person if she let him carry her around.” You tell him before disappearing with your cat.

2

The second time your cat went missing, you honestly didn't realize she was missing at all. Theo had found his way down to the kitchens about a week after the original cat incident. That's how he thought of it anyway. The kitchens were one of his favorite places to lurk as not many students knew of the secret entrance behind one particular painting of a fruit bowl. The real attraction that often drew the brunette boy to the hidden sanctuary however, was the constant stream of cats that often visited the house elves who happily offered up dishes of cream and other treats. Plopping himself down on the floor next to a particularly populated bowl of milk, Theo's eyes were immediately drawn to a familiar set of glowing yellow orbs.

"Hello there, Gladys," he said hesitantly, decently sure that was the name called out by the pretty Ravenclaw girl who had stolen the cat from him a few nights ago.

Well, stolen in this case was rather relative, as the cat was technically hers, he supposed. Hearing her name however, the little black cat pranced over, nuzzling her head affectionately against his leg with a soft purr. Picking the sweet creature up into his arms, Theo stroked her soft fur, thinking back to his encounter with her owner, a grimace reaching his face.

He had been a downright bloody idiot. That was for certain. Theo was not usually one to be rendered incompetent by the mere presence of a pretty girl. No. That was meant more for Enzo. Or even Draco sometimes. But never Theodore. In fact, Theo had quite the reputation for his tendency to sleep around which made the idea of his mind completely blanking at the sight of this cat's owner all the more embarrassing. Matteo had made fun of him ruthlessly later that night. What had he said again? Right. Absolutely nothing. Just nodded like a right dunce.

The only solace Theo had gotten from that night was when Enzo pulled him aside quietly and told him what the pretty girl from earlier had said about him. "He must be pretty okay." It was hardly a compliment, but after the fool he'd made of himself, it really was the best Theo could hope for. Shaking the thoughts from his mind, Theo once again focused on the little beast snuggling contentedly in his arms, carefully scratching behind the ears, a spot he'd found the cat quite liked.

The sound of the entrance painting swinging open startled Theo; and he honestly wasn't sure if he was elated, or absolutely mortified that the very girl who had been previously plaguing his thoughts was stepping through into the kitchens.

You honestly weren't entirely surprised to see the boy from a few nights ago sitting on the floor, cradling your cat, when you entered the kitchens. After Enzo had admitted to you that the handsome brunette had a soft spot for the castle's feline population, you figured it was only a matter of time until you bumped into him here considering it was a hot spot for the four legged beasts.

"Hello. See you've managed to find my cat again," you say, offering a small smile to the boy in front of you. After your encounter with that particular group of Slytherins, you did a bit of asking around, finding that Theodore Nott, while a bit known for his escapades with the female population, was actually one of the more talented wizards of your year. And one of the more level headed. (But in comparison to Draco and Matteo, you weren't exactly sure how much credit to give him there.)

The boy blinks up at you once before seeming to find his voice.

"She's a sweet little thing," he says finally, clearing his throat and looking anywhere but you.

You cautiously move forward, more worried about spooking the boy in front of you than the cats. Sitting down, you allow a pretty little Siamese kitten to wander into your lap. Gladys hisses with jealousy, but remains snuggled in the arms of the boy.

"She really seems to like you. Bit surprising. She's really not much of a people person," you tell him.

Theo nods at you, an action you found yourself growing familiar with.

"Enzo told me." He replies curtly.

You open your mouth to respond, but don't quite know how, so you let an awkward silence roll over the two of you.

"Well, I find that Gladys is a very good judge of character," you say finally.

Theo lets out a small smile at this, continuing to stroke your cat's soft fur. After that, the two of you fall into a comfortable silence with Theodore continuing to shower your cat with affection while you distract the many other felines, crowding the kitchen floor.

"Theo?" you wonder finally, the question burning away at you. The boy looks up, and you find yourself getting lost in the surprisingly soft brown eyes staring back at you. Breaking from the trance with a small shiver, you ask, "If you like cats so much, why don't you have one of your own?"

Theo's eyes immediately fall, and his hand freezes mid pet, much to Gladys' dismay. A pang of guilt washes through you.

"My father isn't much of an animal person," He replies stiffly.

You give him a small nod in response before rising from the floor.

"It's getting pretty late, I should get going," you say softly. "Gladys can find her way back to the tower on her own just fine," you add when you see Theo make no move to release the cat.

Without another word, you move to open the portrait door. You enter the hall with a small smile gracing your lips as you hear his voice quietly as the door closes.

"Thank you, y/n."

He knew your name.

3

The next time Theo met Gladys was much sooner than he expected. He had left the kitchens several hours ago and was now laying in bed. The clock sitting on his bed side now read 1am. The deafening silence was about to finally lull him to sleep when an insistent scratching at the door caused his eyes to fly open. Sitting up, Theo glanced at the door warily before finally deciding to cross the room to find out what was causing the noise.

As soon as the door opened, a black shadow darted through, making a beeline for his bed. How it seemed to know exactly where it was going, Theo had no clue. Making his way silently back to his bed, careful not to wake either of his roommates, Theo was finally able to make out the dark shape of an ever familiar black cat.

"Hi there, principessa," he whispered, gently stroking the cat's ears before crawling into the bed next to it. Gladys seemed to take this as an invitation to curl up in the nook of his arm, and Theo wasn't about to object. The last thought he remembered before drifting off was how nice it would be if Gladys' pretty owner was there too.

"Theo, what the fuck."

Theo woke with a start, to the loud voice of Lorenzo Berkshire ringing out above him. His eyes opened to see the other boy hovering over his bed, a look of shocked confusion apparent on his face.

"Is that y/n's cat?" he asks, leaning down as if to get a closer look at the fluff ball still snuggled in Theo's arms.

"No way," Matteo laughs from the other side of the room. "You stole her cat again? What, is this some sick and twisted new way for you to lure girls into your bed?"

Theo launches a pillow at Matteo's head. He doesn't miss.

"You better go return that thing before y/n starts to worry," Enzo advises, going back to his own side of the room. "And maybe just ask her out while you're at it hmm?" He adds, quickly ducking behind his fourposter before Theo has the chance to send another pillow flying his way.

With a heavy sigh, Theo comes to a stop outside of what he's pretty sure is the Ravenclaw common room. He's about to raise his hand to knock, when the golden eagle head mounted to the door springs to life.

"What gets broken, without being held?" The eagle asks, blinking at him slowly.

Right. Theo knew about this. The most annoying of the common room doors because instead of a password, the bloody door required you to answer a riddle. Theo was about to turn on his heel to leave when he felt a light presence behind him.

"Hello Theo. Hello Gladys." The platinum blonde haired girl said, giving the two of them an airy nod, before turning her attention to the door. "Would it perhaps be, a promise?" she asks.

The door swings open and Theo quickly hurries after the girl, making his way up the staircase. He'd never actually been inside the Ravenclaw common room, and his breath hitched when they reached the top of the stairs. The main room really was magnificent, nothing like the dark, eerie dungeons of the Slytherin common room. Theo eyed the shelves of books lining the wall longingly.

"Her room is just there, up and to the left," the blonde girl he'd followed in says, breaking him from his thoughts.

"Huh?"

"Y/n? Her room is just there," the girl repeats, gesturing to a door at the top of another small flight of stairs.

"Oh. thanks," Theo makes out, giving the girl a nod of gratitude.

"Name's Luna by the way. Luna Lovegood." She says whimsically before floating off.

With a deep inhale to calm his nerves, Theo makes his way up the stairs and knocks gently on the door. Gladys lets out a meow of protest. Absolutely nothing could have prepared Theo for what was on the other side of the door. He felt his throat go completely dry as the door swung open and you stood in front of him in what was probably the shortest, skimpiest set of clothing that could possibly be considered pajamas. Theo tried not to stare, he really did, but he was only a man. A very weak and smitten man.

"Oh! There you are Gladys. I wondered where you wandered off to last night!" you say looking at your cat and then back up at Theo, and then again at your cat before looking back up at Theo expectantly. "Um. May I have my cat back?"

Theo jolts back to life, realizing he'd been staring and looks at you sheepishly.

"Sorry, don't know how this little one found me. Snuck her way into the Slytherin common room and then into my dorm. Didn't want to leave her in the halls alone, so I let her stay the night," he tells you.

You stare at the boy in shock, realizing that was the longest string of words you'd ever heard out of him.

"Wow Theodore, I'm impressed. I think that's the most I've ever heard you talk. And here I was thinking you were secretly illiterate," you say with a playful grin.

"Please," the boy scoffs. "I'm the picture of eloquence."

Interested in where this sudden burst of confidence that you didn't normally see from him had come from, you take a step back, inviting him into your room. He hesitantly accepts your invitation, bringing Gladys along with him.

"No roommates?" he asks, perching on the edge of your bed as Gladys purrs softly on his lap. At the moment, you found nothing more attractive than this man absolutely pampering your beloved pet.

"Not many Ravenclaw girls in our year, we had the option to share, but most of us opted for solo rooms. Wanted the extra privacy, I suppose," you tell him, leaning on one of the posts at the end of your bed.

Theo nods his head at this.

"I have two roommates," he shares.

"One of them happen to be Enzo Berkshire?"

Theo nods again. "And Matteo. Riddle" he adds.

You cock your head at that with a grin.

"Interesting pairing," you comment, imagining the chaos those two must bring with them.

"It never gets boring," Theo responds.

A moment of silence passes.

"I was wondering if you wanted to study together sometime. I hear you're exceptionally talented at potions. And Charms. And everything really." Theo lets out finally.

You raise an eyebrow at the boy, internally screaming.

Trying to keep your cool, you tilt your head, "I hear you are too."

It's like a switch flips inside Theo.

"Well, we're obviously perfect for each other than," He replies easily, a cocky grin beginning to spread across his face. "Meet you in the library tomorrow at 7? And bring the cat."

You let out a laugh as Theo rises from the bed, gently placing Gladys down on the pillow, before going to make his way out of your dorm.

"You only like me for my cat," you joke, shifting to watch as he crosses the room to the door.

"Not just for your cat," he assures you, "I love the outfit, wear it for me more often, hmm?" he says slyly before the door thuds shut behind him.

You look down at your outfit, jaw dropping open and heat rushing to your cheeks.

4

Theo's head was pounding. Music pumped through the Slytherin common room and Theo could barely see through the crowds of people around him as he pushed his way to the circle of sofas occupied by his friends. Collapsing into a spot next to Matteo, the boy offered him another shot of who-knew-what which he quickly knocked back.

"When's that pretty little thing that's been occupying all your time gonna join us at one of our little gathering?" Matteo slurs out, gesturing to the large crowd around them.

Over the past several weeks, you and Theo had grown significantly closer; your first study date quickly becoming a daily occurrence as you found that you each were able to easily keep up with one another. Something about having a partner who was actually able to challenge you was exhilarating. From there, you found yourselves often seeking each other out simply for the sake of good company, Gladys largely increasing the number of these meetings.

"Don't know that Gladys would like it. Cat's aren't supposed to ingest alcohol," Theo responded, not quite drunk enough to fall for his friend's taunting.

Enzo places another shot in his hand, and Theo raises a brow at him, before knocking that one back as well.

"Did you ever ask y/n why in Salazar's name, she choose to name her cat Gladys?" Matteo asks. "If my name were Gladys, I'd being running off constantly too."

Theo thumps Matteo on the back of the head.

"You leave our cat out of this, she ain't do nothin wrong," he says, glaring at his friend.

"So now she's our cat is she?" Enzo asks, a smirk growing on his face. "Didn't know you and y/n were so serious."

"It's our cat damnit! If marrying y/n is what it takes to finally have a cat of my own, so be it," Theo says decidedly.

Enzo snorts at his clearly, very drunk friend. "Careful, or one might think you're only into her for her cat. And not the cunty kind."

Theo scowls at this. "Y/n says that all the time, but have you seen that ass? And the way she mopped the floor with Draco in potions the other day? She's perfect."

"Yeah? Why don't you go tell her that then?" Matteo says, wanting nothing more than to see a drunk Theo try to make his way to Ravenclaw Tower.

"You know what? I will. And I'll pet Gladys too." Theo states. A look of pure, intoxicated determination set on his face.

Lorenzo eyes his friend warily. While not exactly sober himself, he didn’t particularly like the look his friend was giving them.

“Aw c’mon Enz, don’t you try and be the voice of reason now,” Matteo drawls, sensing the hesitation coming from his friend. “Don’t you want to meet the lil thing our beloved Theodore has been obsessing over for weeks now?”

“I’m not obsessing,” Theo snaps, taking a sip straight out of a random bottle he’d picked up from the table.

“Let’s go. I’m gonna steal her cat. For real this time.”

With a wide grin, Matteo jumps up, ready to follow his friend wherever the night took him. With a low groan, Enzo followed suit, knowing that his pair of roommates would need some sort of guidance to prevent them from walking themselves straight of the edge of the astronomy tower.

You didn’t have a lot of expectations for the quiet Friday night that you were spending curled up with a book and your cat. It was late, and after a long and stressful week, the time alone with Gladys was just what you needed to really recharge. You had spent most of your day lounging out on the lawn next to the Black Lake with Theodore, studying with and harassing the boy. A small smile crept onto your face, remembering the way his brown curls had floated about in the soft breeze.

You really hadn’t expected for the two of you to become so close, so quickly, but you weren’t complaining. You’d grown quite fond of the boy, especially once he started opening up a bit more. You’d initially thought that he was a man of very few words, but quickly learned he was in fact very sharp witted and even a bit snarky at times. Time spent with him had easily become your favorite part of the day and was something you were constantly looking forward to.

A sharp knock jolted you from your thoughts, causing you to jump a bit where you were sitting, Gladys letting out a yowl of protest.

You quickly cross the room and open the door to find a very miffed looking Cho, a frown imbedded on her face.

“Sorry to bother, but could you please come get your boy under control? He’s upsetting the portraits.” She says.

You blink once. Then again.

“Sorry?”

“Your Slytherin fellow? He’s out in the corridor with two of his friends harassing the door,” she explains, turning to lead you down the spiral staircase.

You’re not even halfway down when you begin to hear the voices.

“Who in the bloody hell would want to be in Ravenclaw with this blast-ended skewt ass looking-“

“Matteo you can’t curse out the door.”

“I’ll curse at the bloody door if I want to bloody curse at it.”

You grimace, looking at Cho who looks back with a similarly displeased facial expression.

“Sorry bout them. I’ll take it from here,” you tell her when you reach the bottom.

With a slight nod, she turns to retreat back up the stairs. With a sigh, you push the door open, almost taking out Matteo who had been leaning on it for support.

“Hi amore, fancy seeing you here,” Theo slurs, a grin taking over his face at the sight of you.

Enzo leans against a pillar, face in hands, looking like he wanted to disappear. You could smell the alcohol on all of them.

“Hi Theodore. Are you sober?” You ask, already knowing the answer.

“I’m moderately functional,” he replies with a lopsided smile.

“I’m taking that as a no,” you say, glancing worriedly at Matteo who was currently laying spread eagle on the floor. “Let’s get you boys back to your common room.”

“I wouldn’t. Party’s not gonna end any time soon. They’ll just get more hammered and start wandering off again,” Enzo advises, head still in hands. “Like herding hippogriffs with those two.”

“And Theo hasn’t proclaimed his undying love for y/n yet!” Matteo adds.

You feel heat rise to your cheeks and Theo glowers at his friend.

“It’s okay Theo, I know he’s drunk,” you say, not certain if you were saying it more to comfort him or yourself.

Theo ignores you however, turning his attention back to the door.

“Let us in, I just want to pet the cat,” he tells the door, swaying ever so slightly.

For Salazar’s sake. Man gets absolutely wasted and just wants to pet your cat. You go to grab onto Theo to steady him, but he has other plans. Immediately, he wraps his arms around you, nuzzling his face into your hair.

“Hi,” he mumbles, picking you up just enough that your toes barely touch the ground. “I missed you. Can we see the cat now?”

Not knowing what else to do, you glance helplessly at Enzo.

“Would you be able to get Matteo up the stairs?” You ask.

“I can try. He’s a stubborn bastard though.”

You turn back to the door, knocking once. The eagle once again moves to life, glaring at the scene in front of it.

“If the day before yesterday was the 23rd, what is the day after tomorrow?” It asks crankily.

“We’re too fucking wasted for this bloody bullshit,” Matteo moans from the floor.

You try to ignore Theo’s tight grasp on your waist and Enzo prodding at Matteo with his foot before answering. “The 27th.”

The door swings open and you try your best to haul Theo through, Enzo following closely behind with a very disgruntled Matteo. Dragging the boys up the staircase feels like the most difficult task of your life as you constantly tell Matteo to lower his voice and mind his mouth while also trying to ignore the very minimal distance between yourself and Theodore. When you finally make it to the top, you rush to herd the boys into your room before slamming the door shut behind you with relief. Theo immediately stumbles over to your bed, collapsing face first in the middle and snatching Gladys into his arms.

“No roommates?” Enzo asks, looking around the room and seeing the single empty bed that you had pushed into the corner at the beginning of the year.

“No, thank Rowena. I would not want to have to explain whatever this is.” You reply, motioning to Theo and Matteo who was now wandering about the room.

“Room’s a mess. Coulda at least cleaned up a bit,” he says, poking at the various books and blank scrolls lying about.

“Had I known I would be having guests at,” you glance at the clock, “almost 2 in the morning, I’m sure I would have.” You say dryly.

Retrieving your wand from your desk, you point it at the spare bed. “Engorgio.” The wooden frame creaks as it expands until it can comfortably fit 2 people. You look at Enzo.

“Good luck with that one,” you say, almost feeling sorry for the boy as Matteo flops onto the bed with a groan.

“Looks like you’re gonna need it more than me,” he replies, gesturing to Theo who was out cold, Gladys trapped and bug eyed in his grasp. With a sigh you and Enzo each resign yourselves to your respective charge.

“Theodore,” you whisper, giving the boy a light shove. No sign of life. You give him a slightly harder shove, allowing Gladys is wriggle out of her prison. Frowning, you sit down on the edge of the bed, using most of your body weight to shove Theo to one side of the bed before sliding under the covers. Now deeming it safe, Gladys hops back into the bed, nestling into your arms happily. You’re about to close your eyes when you feel arms snaking around your waste, pulling you into the very warm chest of Theodore Nott. You freeze, holding your breath, not sure if the boy is asleep or not.

“Goodnight mi amore,” he whispers into your neck, causing the hairs to prickle.

Definitely not asleep.

“Goodnight Theodore.”

You hadn’t had any expectations for the night really, but you definitely had not expected to have multiple overnight guests who were trying to steal your cat. And you most certainly did not expect to drift off in the arms of Theodore Nott.

5

The next morning you wake up missing the usual lump of fur weighing down on your chest. Immediately you bolt upright, eyes shooting around for any sign of your furry companion before the events of last night wash over you. Enzo and Matteo are both still out cold and when you look down, your jaw drops open. Theo is fast asleep, back facing you, Gladys snoozing contentedly while cradled in his arms. Even in his sleep this absolute tosser had managed to steal your damn cat.

Careful not to wake the boys, or Gladys, you silently sneak across the room and disappear out the door. Once you’re safely out of hearing distance, you make your way quickly down the kitchens. A little known fact about the Hogwarts house elves was that many had once served in the homes of different wizarding families at one time or another. This meant that many of the elves were all too familiar with the valuable hangover potion that you sought.

Ducking in through the portrait hole, it wasn’t difficult to persuade the elves into handing over 3 glistening blue vials. You had always been kind to them, often chatting with them during your visits with the cats.

Your task complete, you made your way back to Ravenclaw tower, taking your time as you didn’t expect the boys to be up any time soon. They really had been plastered. Not even Enzo had been completely sober you recalled.

You’re just passing the entrance to the dungeons when a voice calls out.

“Hey! You!”

You’re ready to continue on your way before noticing that there was no one else in the corridor they could be referring to. You turn to see two girls you recognized as the Greengrass sisters hurrying towards you.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to startle you,” the shorter blonde girl says when they get closer. You’re pretty sure that one is Astoria. “You’re the girl Theo has been seeing right?”

You nod your head cautiously. You knew Theo had a reputation for getting around, so if that’s what this was about, things were about to become quite awkward.

“You haven’t happened to see him or Matteo or Lorenzo, have you?” The other girl, Daphne, asks.

“Draco said he saw the three of them leave the party together last night, but no one saw them come back,” Astoria explains.

You feel yourself immediately relax. Good. At least this was something you could help with.

“You two are lucky you found me then I suppose,” you tell them, gesturing for them to follow. “The three of them tried breaking into Ravenclaw tower last night, so I let them crash in my dorm.”

“Oh Salazar. Were they trying to steal your cat? I’m so sorry. When Matteo gets drunk he has a tendency to try and egg Theo on,” Astoria frets.

You give the girls a strange look. “You know about my cat?” You ask, surprised.

“Oh sure,” Daphne replies. “Whole group does really. Boys came back one night going on about how Theo was just smitten with some Ravenclaw with a cute cat. And I can see why. You’re gorgeous by the way.”

You blush at her statement, diverting the subject away.

“The boys should probably still be asleep. I just ran down to the kitchens to get these,” you tell them, brandishing the potions you had gathered. “Once they’ve downed these, they’re all yours.”

Astoria eyes the potions with jealousy and you realize the two girls were probably decently hung over as well.

“Oh you can keep Theo, we were really just looking to collect Enzo and Matt,” Daphne laughs, giving you a sly look. You open your mouth to reply, but stop realizing you had reached your common room door.

After a few attempts, you’re finally able to solve the blasted riddle and the door swings open.

“I don’t think we’ve ever had this many Slytherins in our common room before,” you joke, leading the girls up to your room.

Pushing the door open, you’re unsurprised to see the boys still passed out.

“This must be the infamous Gladys,” Daphne whispers, quietly approaching Theo who was still clutching onto Gladys as if his life depended on it. Again you’re surprised that these girls apparently even knew the name of your cat.

The two coo at the sight of your cat, coming to the conclusion that she was indeed worthy of warranting cat theft before Astoria finally decided it was time for them to get the boys out of your hair. They migrated over to the other side of the room where Enzo and Matteo were sound asleep, leaving you to deal with Theo.

You decide the easiest route, may just be to lure Gladys away, so you fetch her food dish before accio-ing her kibble container. At the sound of her food, Gladys was up and running, darting over for her morning feast. At the sudden loss of fluffy heat, Theo groaned, rolling over, face down into the pillows. After giving Gladys her food, you move back to Theo, giving him a rough shake.

“Come back to bed principessa,” he grumbles, reaching out and flailing his arm in your general direction.

“It’s time to get up Theodore. Come on, I got you three hangover potions,” you say, waving one over his head.

“Did someone say hangover potion? Give,” Matteo demands from the other side of the room. You look over to see Daphne and Astoria sitting on the side of the bed while Matteo and Enzo were groggily waking up.

Pulling out her wand, Daphne gestured for you to toss her the potions which her magic catches easily, levitating the vials over to the other two boys. Matteo snatches one out of the air, quickly downing half before offering the other half to Astoria. Enzo does the same, giving the second half to Daphne who graciously accepts. After a moment, the four of them are looking much more awake.

“Thanks for making sure these three didn’t drown themselves in the lake,” Astoria says, once the potion had really kicked. “And sorry you’re not having more luck with that one. He’s always been a late riser.”

“You’ll be lucky to get him up in the next hour,” Enzo agrees, rising from the bed. “Thanks again y/n.”

The four of them shuffle out of your dorm, a chorus is thanks and apologies strung along until they reached the door. Even Matteo gave you a nod of gratitude. Once they were all gone, you collapse once more onto your bed.

“They finally gone?” You hear Theo ask, as he rolls over to look at you. You nod, faces so close that your noses are practically touching and you can feel small puffs of air as he exhales. “Thanks for last night. I’m sorry for trying to steal your cat.”

You let out a snort at that. “Did you know when I woke up this morning, you had turned away from me completely, and stolen my cat away from me in your sleep?” You ask with a laugh.

Theo at least has the decency to look embarrassed as Gladys joins the two of you once more.

“I should do this more often,” Theo says finally, reaching out to stroke Gladys’s fur.

“What? Get downright plastered and break into my room, or steal my cat?” You scoff.

“Sleep in your bed with you.”

You freeze, looking up to see if the boy was being serious. His eyes blink back at you unwavering.

“You can come back any time,” you tell him, snuggling your way into his chest, ready to fall back asleep in the boy’s arms.

“Will Gladys be here?”

“Oh my god, yes she will be here,” you say dramatically throwing your head back.

Theo grins down at you, leaning in and pressing his lips softly against yours.

“I’m only joking amore,” he says, pressing another kiss to the top of your nose.

“Of course Gladys would be here, she adores me.”

“Get out of my bed.”

A/N

My biggest regret in life, is being highly allergic to cats </3

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.”

SO SCARLET (IT WAS MAROON)

two years ago, eddie munson got everything he’d ever wanted - except you. when fate brings the two of you back together, can he get the answers to all the questions you left him with?

☆ tropes: second chance romance, exes to lovers, modern au

☆ warnings: strong language, angst, alcohol/drug consumption, eventual smut, minors dni

☆ pairings: rockstar!eddie munson x fem!reader

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MASTERLIST:

PROLOGUE (the original 'one shot')*

CHAPTER ONE: CLOSURE

CHAPTER TWO: DON’T YOU

CHAPTER THREE: ALL TOO WELL

CHAPTER FOUR: CASTLES CRUMBLING

CHAPTER FIVE: HOLY GROUND

CHAPTER SIX: IS IT OVER NOW?

CHAPTER SEVEN: QUESTION...?

CHAPTER EIGHT: LOML*

more coming soon!

chapters with smut/sexual themes marked with *

What is worse than falling in love while the world tries to tell your story for you? You're just another female popstar, ruined by the media's narrative, trying to make it through each day with none other than Corroded Coffin's Eddie Munson. Will you ever be out of the woods? Will you ever been in the clear? In a world full of cages, boxes, and guns...will you run? Or must you fight to defy the impact of their sticks and stones? And if given the chance, will you stay?

Pairing: modern!rockstar!Eddie x popstar!fem!reader (bisexual!reader, curvy!reader)

Contains: boyfriend!Eddie, body shaming, slut shaming, a shit ton of Taylor Swift easter eggs, forever bisexual!Eddie, equal parts hurt and comfort, (reader is NOT modeled after Taylor Swift, the story is centered around her storytelling in 1989, rep, and Lover), the rumors are terrible and cruel, but honey most of them are true

Easter egg count so far: 204

Chapter 1: (Self-Titled)

Chapter 2: Miss Heartbreak

Chapter 3: The Room Burned Down

Chapter 4: A Delicate Need

Chapter 5: And All At Once

Chapter 6: Island Breeze in the Dead of Night

Chapter 7: Monsters in the Darkest Dark

Chapter 8: Follow the Fever Dream

Chapter 9: This Love is a Shrouded Mystery

Chapter 10: Right Here, Right Now

Chapter 10 - Chapter 13 TBA

rockstar!eddie munson x reader masterlist

rockstar!eddie munson x nepo baby!reader works:

treat me rough

sinister play

pieces of you and me

girls on film

linger

super trouper

dark shadows

light my morning sky

extras:

gone fishin' (munny's summer writing work)

time warp (munny's spooky stories work)

it's tricky (munny's spooky stories work)

rockstar!eddie and nb!reader's timeline

rockstar!eddie moodboard

nepo baby's moodboard

all the lore and asks and extras can be found here :)

rockstar!eddie munson x groupie!reader:

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