DO YOU GUYS WANT THE MATTHEO RIDDLE X READER FIC TONIGHT??

DO YOU GUYS WANT THE MATTHEO RIDDLE X READER FIC TONIGHT??

not me forgetting to post day eleven because i'm too occupied writing a mattheo x reader fic lmao, this is truly embarrassing 🤡

thank you!! yes, enzo definitely was doomed that night 🥲❤️

heyyy, I just saw your appeal for theodore nott requests, but I also saw in one of your posts that you have a lot to do lately and I don't want to annoy you or something, take your time ♡

My idea for something with theo would be detention with Umbridge (I know it's cliche, but let's ignore this fact) and the reader (fem!reader would be great, but you can choose) has to write something that really insults her and hurts her pride like "I must not open my filthy mouth" or "Nobody wants to be bothered by me" (wow that sounds a bit depressing but let's ignore this too). And maybe theo is in Umbridge's little investigation team but changes when he sees the cuts on reader's hand (does this even make sense?). And maybe a little bit of angst which ends in fluff?

But please don't stress yourself ♡

you are in love

pairing: theo nott x reader

summary: after a lovely visit with umbridge, theo must prove that the words carved into her ask are the opposite of the truth

warnings: mentions of blood and a wound, a little graphic

note:

i initially didn't want this to get all like 'who did this to you?' but i just threw my principles out of the window in the middle of writing lol

i hope this is something in the direction of what you wished for!!

also: i'm living for enzo, just thirdwheeling and living his best life lmao

you knew you didn't like the woman the moment she had entered the halls of the castle. but now your hate was as evident as ever. she was sitting across from your, sipping on her tea, while reading the papers and you had a single task to fulfill.

you had much rather used the quill to cut out her eyes-

"go on, dear" she smiled and you had the sudden need to throw up "start writing"

"i don't think-"

"that wasn't a question!" you looked down at the paper, reading the sentence you were supposed to write ten times. it didn't even make sense to you what kind of punishment this should be. but what you read hurt you and maybe that was just the punishment she was so proud of.

you raised the quill, tapping it into the ink. the quill flew out of your hand after the first word. pain flodded through your body. "what?" you whispered to yourself, as you noticed the first word of the sentence carving into your skin slowly. the blood escaped the wound and dripped down your finger.

"continue" umbridge said and you did as you were told.

whatever she had done to you in that room, was the worst kind of torture, especially because you were doing it to yourself, with no escape. you read the sentence on your hand over and over again, scrunching your eyes closed in the hope that it would disappear, but it didn't.

atleast it was in the palm, which didn't make it any less hurtful, but atleast you could hide it better that way.

"there you are!" theo said the moment you entered the common room

"hi y/n!" enzo waved from one of the couches

"hey" you said tiredly, making a beeline to your dorm.

"woah" theo stepped into your way "no chess?"

"not tonight, theo" you tried to escape his eyes

"is something wrong?" theo asked concerned "did something happen?"

"i'm just tried okay? i just want to sleep" you clenched your hand together, trying to upkeep the lie. but you had unintentionally clenched your wounded hand. you winced in pain and a drop of blood hit the floor.

it was like slowmotion as theo, enzo and you all looked down.

"what the fuck" enzo stood up "is that blood?"

theo reached for your hand, but you pulled it back, causing more blood to drip.

"fuck, y/n" theo said "show me your hand"

"yeah" enzo agreed "whatever that is can't be normal" he leaned in to whisper at theo, but did it loud enough for your to hear as well "girls don't normally do that right?"

theo turned his head at enzo, send him a look with raised eyebrows and then slowly shook his head. enzo nodded, turning back to you "show him, y/n"

you sighed, understanding that you couldn't escape them even if you tried. theo gently took your offered hand, rolling the cloak up and opening your hand. he was met with nothing short of a sea of blood, which flodded your whole hand, making it impossible to see any skin underneath.

theo was staring at your hand. "get me a towel or something, quick" he instructed enzo, who just gulped and nodded, looking like he was going to throw up, but he hurried off right away.

theo guided you to sit down.

"what happened?" he asked, but you didn't answer "i asked you something"

"i fell over" you said. you knew that if you said it was umbridge, theo might never believe you. there was no use in fighting a teacher. especially not when theo was working for her and definitely not if this was your punishment after simply talking during class.

"the fuck you did" theo shook his head. before you could argue, enzo reentered the room, with a towel and a whole roll of toilet paper in hand.

theo wrapped the towel around your hand. it quickly soaked up the blood. he opened it back up, to softly pat some toilet paper on your wound. you winced in pain.

you watched theo closely and you knew what question he would repeat any moment now. he opened his mouth, but before anything could come out, he halted.

"are those words?" he asked calmly. too calm.

you tried to drag your hand away, embarrassed what exact words had been carved into your skin, but theo was quicker.

"hold her arm" he instructed enzo. enzo took your arm with one hand, while he clasped the other over both mouth and nose.

"what are you doing?" theo asked irritated

"it smells so bad" enzo said disgusted, while looking anywhere but your hand "and i don't want to throw up on her, then she'd be full of blood and puke"

"very wise decision making" you nodded "can't you just put a plaster on that and call it a day?" you asked theo. he shook his head, taking a new piece of the toilet paper and soaking up the rest of the blood. the wound was mostly dried now. the blood had been moved all around your hand and arm, but it was all dry aswell.

theo took off the toilet paper and his eyes flew over the words on your palm.

enzo, incapable of reading it quietly announced the words loudly "i will never be loved" he turned his head to look at you, eyes big. you kept your eyes on theo, waiting for his reaction.

theo just kept staring at your hand and you were more anxious than ever before. "theo?" enzo asked "what are we gonna do about it?"

"what are you gonna do?" you repeated "nothing! obviously. none of you will do anything, you hear me?"

"fuck that" theo said, making both enzo and you look at him.

"what?" you asked

"tell me the name"

"no" theo was still keeping a close eye on your hand, before he looked up at you answer suddenly.

"tell me the name, y/n" he repeated "enzo and i will deal with it."

"yeah" enzo agreed "we're on the inquisitorial squad. we can at least take points from them"

theo noticed how you looked at your hand at that. a very obvious tell you should've hidden better. but theo was usually too smart for you to trick anyway.

"oh" he said, understanding what had happened "umbridge did it, didn't she?"

"umbridge?" enzo repeated confused "what did she do?"

"sometimes, you're so slow" theo rolled his eyes at enzo "umbridge hurt out girl" he turned back to you "she did that to you"

your lack of an answer was enough for him. "take her to madam pomfrey, enzo" theo stood up

"where are you going?" you asked

"i have to take care of something"

you watched him leave the common room. enzo just shrugged. "come on"

madam pomfrey had quickly wrapped your wound in some bandages, but not before putting on a special treatment, that would help to heal it faster.

you were staring at the ceiling, bored to death, when there was a sudden sound. "theo" you said surprised. "where is your badge?" you asked, noticing it missing on his robe

"i gave it back" he sat down on your bed

"you did what?" you tried to sit up, but accidently put your weight on your hurt hand, wincing in pain .

theos eyes softened "i don't want to join some club that is fine with hurting the people i love"

"you didn't have to do that" your argued.

"yes i had" he insisted "simply because what she made you write isn't true. but i know that you questioned if it was. i won't let you think that"

"theo" you said softly.

"i spoke with potter and told him what happened. he has something going on as well. i know i can't do much, but he said he had a plan"

"you did all of that because of me?"

"are you kidding?" theo asked "of course i did. because i love you"

a tear slipped over your cheek. "thank you" you whispered "i love you too" theo softly kissed your forehead.

"i hope you get out of here soon"

"it will just be tonight"

"good" theo smiled "did enzo, the coward, really leave you here on your own?"

you shook your head, smiling, before you leaned over theo, dragging the curtain behind him to the side. there in the bed was laying enzo.

"he passed out, just after she took out the first syringe" you laughed "she gave him some sedatives and he's been out ever since"

theo shook his head, laughing, before he drew the curtain close again "at least then he can't see me do this" and with that, he kissed you.

thank you!! 😍🫶🏻

DAY 12: SNOWMAN

pairing: george karim x fem!reader

summary: a situation in which you are trapped, causes george and you to confess

warnings: none

you were sitting down in the kitchen, sipping your tea. lucy and lockwood were out, trying to get information about the new case, while george was in the archives and you were already trying to note down anything you had found in the books of lockwoods own library.

“stupid bobby” the front door shut loudly “stupid fittes team”

“woah” you said, standing from your seat and holding up your hands at george, trying to calm him down a bit. "what happened?"

"nothing" he sat down in his usual seat, defeated.

"that can't be true" you smiled, shaking your head

"fine" he said, standing up and filling the kettle with water "bobby said a few things about you"

"he did?" you wondered, as your eyes followed him around the kitchen.

"yeah" he put the kettle on the stove "said you two were pretty close and that he would ask you on a date these days"

"huh" you nodded "i suppose we talk now and then, but close..?" you left the rest of the sentence unfinished, trying to think about a situation which would assume that bobby and you had indeed something going on.

"are you going to say yes?" george had reached for your mug to fill it up with the fresh tea.

"thank you" you smiled as he put it down in front of you "to what?"

"to the date" george sat down across from you.

"hm.. no" you shook your head "i don't like bobby like that"

"kipps said something else"

"kipps?" you repeated baffled "how is everyone suddenly involved in this?"

george just shrugged.

you sighed. "what did kipps say?"

"he said that you were always looking at bobby as if you were in love with him"

your eyes widened and you leaned forward "i'm looking at bobby as if i was in love with him?" you repeated.

george thought you had asked him and shook his head "not that i noticed, and that's exactly what i said. i told them to stop talking rubbish and focus on their own personal affairs"

"thank you" you nodded, before you suddenly remembered, why anyone would think that "oh"

"what is it?" george asked confused.

"i think i now why they thought this"

"you do?" george scrunched his eyesbrows together and seemed less relaxed than before.

"yeah, i do quite often look at bobby" you were smiling now, amused "but not because i'm in love with him"

"no?"

"no" you shook your head, laughing "i think he does look awfully lot like that boy who plays spider-man"

"huh" george leaned back in his seat, thinking about what you had just said, then he began to smile as well "you're right" his hand rushed forward to high-five you, but his elbow accidently hit his mug, which caused the tea to spill all over the table and your jeans

"oh shit" george had quickly stumbled onto his feet, turning around to the counter, to grab some paper towels, but there weren't any left.

"seems like lockwood forgot to fill them again" you sighed, standing up "i'll grab some"

you walked down to the basement, george hot on your heels. "you shouldn't have to get them" he said guilty "it was my fault, you should've stayed upstairs"

"don't worry" you smiled, handing him the padlock of the high security room, where you now also stored things for the kitchen occassionally.

"no, i'm sorry. those are your favorite jeans, and i ruined them" while you were searching through the stuff from your last shopping trip, george put the padlock into the door, so he could help you.

"they should be in the yellow bag" he said from next to you

"yes!" you smiled as you took them out "lockwood really didn't put away anything from when he went shopping"

"typical" george shook his head.

you walked back to the door, but stopped in your tracks when you noticed it was locked.

"what is it?" george asked from behind you, unsure why you stopped before leaving the room-

"the door is locked" you replied, without turning around, while you inspected it closer "i think the padlock must've accidently closed"

"shit" george said for the second time in twenty minutes "now we have to wait for lockwood and lucy to pass the key through"

"don't you have one?"

george shook his head "lockwood took it to bring the groceries down here"

"amazing" you smiled sarcastically, before you grabbed an old blanket and put it on the ground for george and you to sit on. you both leaned against the wall enjoying the comfortable silence.

"when do you think--"

"i have to tell you--"

you both started to speak at the same time. "sorry" both of you muttered apologetically.

"what did you want to say?" george asked, but you shook your head.

"you go first" you smiled "what you had to say sounded much more interesting"

"hmm" george hummed, not quiet sure if he still wanted to say what he did a second before. he then decided to be brave "i wanted to tell you for a long time now, but i like you, like like you. more than a friend" he winced, quickly closing his eyes, so he didn't have to look at how you reacted to his statement.

"george" you said and he opened his eyes. the smile on your face almost made him want to close them again. now came probably the time you would love at him and he could even escape your mockery. "are you kidding?" you asked instead of laughing and he looked up in surprise "are you really scared of how i would react? i thought i made it pretty clear that i like you more than a friend too"

"you do?"

"of course, silly" you laughed and he breathed a sigh of relief

"thank god" he smiled "that could've gone so south, considering we live in the same house and are currently locked in a room together"

"true" you pecked his lips like it was the most natural thing to do and his eyes widened. then you got up from the ground.

"what are you doing?" he was close behind you

"don't you hear that?" you pointed to the ceiling and really, george could faintly make out lockwoods talking.

"they're back" he said and you nodded

"how about you accompany me to my room and we continue our conversation as soon as lockwoods hears our calling"

"i'd love to" george said smiling and you both starting banging on the door.

taglist: @twistedhistory @bakingintheshire @mqstermindswift @taygrls @athenalikethegoddess @helpimhopelesslyinlove

DAY 14: DECK THE HALLS

pairing: platonic!lockwood and co x reader

summary: decorating cookies at portland row

warnings: none

the light in the hallway was dim as you walked into portland row. you had a bag slung over your shoulder and gently pulled it off before you closed the door.

"guys?" you called, walking into hallway. you took off your shoes and put down your jacket, before you brought the big plastic bag filled with the contents of your shopping trip into the kitchen.

"hey" george and lucy, who had heard you calling, walked into the kitchen behind you. you turned around, smiling at them.

“look what i bought” you pointed to the bag and george emptied it across the table. it was filled with food colouring, sprinkles and other necessities for decorating along a few stance forms for cookies.

george and lucy smiled at it. “baking cookies huh?” lucy asked

“i thought we could all do it together” you nodded “it’s just fun, especially when you’re not alone”

“sure” george wasn’t really convinced

"where is lockwood?" you wondered. it wasn't normal to not see him when you came home, especially if you had went shopping. he was always eager to help.

"he's training" lucy pointed to the basement door

"alright" you walked down the steps and leaned against the wall, just waiting for lockwood to see you

"jeez! y/n" he exclaimed shocked, a hand pressing down on his heart "what are you doing here?"

"was trying to get you upstairs" you smiled "we're gonna bake and decorate cookies, thought you might want to join us"

"yeah" lockwood smiled and let the rapier fall into the holder. "of course" he followed you up the stairs.

lucy and george were already busy, taking out the dough of the fridge. you had made it yesterday evening, so all of you could decorate it now.

you and lockwood literred the table in pads, so you could roll the dough on that. then the four of you got to work. each one of you picked out a cookie stance. lucy had the mitten, george took the reindeeir, lockwood had the christmas tree and you took the angel, like always.

you worked in silence, while christmas music was playing from the radio. after you had finished the dough, lockwood and george put them into the oven.

"we need some of that" you pointed to the powdered sugar "and some of that" george grabbed milk and melted butter for you. then you started making the icing, while your friends watched how you did that easily, without a recipe. you just added whatever you thought was necessary and mixed it.

lucy took out a few bowls and you seperated the icing into them, so each one of you could color it.

lucy decided on blue, lockwood took red, which turned a bit pink and george picked yellow. you decided on a mix between blue and red, giving you a beautiful purple color.

after the cookies had finished baking, you took them out of the oven and got back to decorating. each of you glassed them in the icing, before you let the sprinkles fall over them, decorating them beautifully.

you smiled proudly when all of you were done. you let the cookies dry and finished cleaning the kitchen, before each of you sat down, a cookie in hand.

"delicious" complimented george and you looked at him in surprise "i might be the best cook, but you'll always be the best baker" he grinned and you shook his hand smiling.

"i agree" lockwood mumbled, a bit of crumbles falling out of his mouth.

"best cookies ever" lucy giggled.

you looked from one friend to the other and smiled brightly "merry christmas"

it was indeed, a very merry christmas.

such a cool idea!! 🫶🏻

Day 12 of the Lockwood and Co Advent Calendar

Hello! Today is the 17th, meaning only one week is left until Christmas Day! For the 12th and last day (the 24th) I wanted to do something special and somewhat more personal.

Which means I'm gonna do a little personalised blurb as a little Christmas present for anyone who wants one!

How it works:

Here is a prompt list with the categories Fluff, Angst, Funny, and Other. You can choose up to three prompts off that list (or think of some yourself).

Then you send me an ask with the prompts you picked + the Lockwood & Co character you want + any special requests if you have them (for example who the prompt should be used for, etc.)

You can choose how personalised you want it to be, just include your pronouns, your name, parts of your appearance, etc. in the ask and I will try to use everything you included (this is optional)

You can send them in until Friday, the 22nd

Depending on how many I get, they will be posted over the course of the 24th and 25th and maybe the days after that

Tagging everyone I can think of to spread the word (I'm so sorry you must be so sick of me by now I promise you this is over in a week): @maraschinomerry @tangledinlove @wellgoslowly @givemea-dam-break @waitingforthesunrise @quillkippsisalilbitchandilovehim @oblivious-idiot @locklylemybeloved @demigoddess-of-ghosts @jesslockwood @losticaruss @smol-being-of-light @strawberrycowgirly @strawberryloveyyy @avdiobliss @mentallyillsodapop @lewkwoodnco @wordsarelife