#𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚: ༝༚༝༚

[iamgonnagetyouback]

back with another request for your 1k 🙈

this time, i’d like to request some frostbite ☃️🥶 preferably with theodore nott and the prompt: "Just stay with me a little longer… please?" "A little longer isn't going to make this hurt any less."

i can never have enough angst and hurt/comfort *sigh* 😌

Thank you so much for requesting, Leona! Also I made it pretty similar to this , so you can check it out if you need more angst <33

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ THEODORE NOTT #5: "Just stay with me a little longer… please?" "A little longer isn't going to make this hurt any less."

You find him there, in the half-light of a moonless night, hidden in the shadowed corner of the empty classroom. The tension is so thick it hangs like smoke, swirling around his silhouette as he keeps his gaze down. The weight of what has just happened is crushing you both, filling the air with a silence that begs to be broken.

Theodore stands as you approach, a wretched, distant look in his eyes. He looks like he’s halfway out the door already, but then, maybe he always has been. He’s always been good at putting walls between himself and the world—between himself and you, especially, no matter how close he’s let you get.

And you can’t take it anymore. “You’re just going to walk away? After everything?”

He runs a hand through his hair, looking at you with that heartbreaking hesitation. He almost opens his mouth to say something—an apology, an excuse—but you cut him off, voice wavering as you step closer.

“Just stay with me a little longer… please?”

The words linger, fragile, begging him to stay in a way you’d never wanted to show. He swallows, hands clenching at his sides, and you can see him fighting to keep his distance. He’s so close, but he might as well be miles away.

The silence between you is thick, heavy with all the things left unsaid. Theodore’s gaze softens, and he takes a shaky breath before whispering, “A little longer isn't going to make this hurt any less.”

You swallow, your voice trembling as you step forward. “I don’t care if it hurts,” you say, every syllable laced with desperation. “I’d rather take every ounce of pain, every ache, if it means I get to keep you for just one more moment.”

His jaw tightens, and you can see the strain in his posture as he resists the urge to close the distance between you. He’s always been good at keeping people at arm’s length, at not letting anyone in, but there’s a flicker of something in his eyes—something that makes you think he wants to stay, to give in just this once.

“Theo,” you say softly, and the sound of his name on your lips nearly undoes him. “Please.”

And just like that, the walls he’s put up begin to crack. His shoulders drop, and he takes a shuddering breath, finally letting himself look at you, really look at you, as if he’s seeing you for the last time.

Slowly, tentatively, he steps forward and wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. You sink into him, burying your face in his shoulder as his hands settle on your back, holding you in a way that feels like a goodbye. His touch is gentle, almost reverent, as though he’s memorizing every part of you.

The warmth of his embrace, the way his fingers trace circles on your back, feels so achingly familiar, and yet there’s a fragility to it that breaks your heart all over again. You want to say something—to beg him to stay, to promise that you can make this work—but you know that words will only push him further away. So instead, you cling to him in silence, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he’ll change his mind.

For a few moments, you stand there in the dimly lit room, wrapped up in each other as though the rest of the world has disappeared. His heart beats against your ear, steady but hesitant, and you close your eyes, savoring the feeling of being held by him one last time.

“I wish things were different,” he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper against your hair.

You pull back slightly, just enough to look up at him. His eyes are filled with a sadness you’ve never seen before, and it’s like looking into a mirror—seeing your own heartbreak reflected back at you.

“They could be different, Theo,” you say, voice barely audible. “We could make this work. We just have to try.”

He shakes his head, his expression pained. “You don’t understand. There are things I can’t change, things that are out of my control.” His gaze drops, and for a moment, he looks like he’s on the verge of saying something more, of telling you the truth behind his walls, but then he swallows it down, retreating once again.

And you’re left standing there, holding onto a love that’s slipping through your fingers, watching as he turns away.

“Please,” you say again, voice choked with emotion. “Just… one more moment.”

He stops, his back to you, and for a second, you think he might turn around, might come back to you. But when he speaks, his voice is barely a whisper, and you know it’s the last thing he’ll ever say to you.

“Goodbye.”

[iamgonnagetyouback]

Leona!! Congrats on 1k!! ✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ )و✧*｡

You deserve every bit of it, and I’ll definitely be flooding you with requests—prepare yourself! (૭ ｡•̀ ᵕ •́｡ )૭

Here's to many more milestones! 🥂🧁🥂

LEONA-HAWTHORNE’S 1K CELEBRATION

hi my loves! last month, i hit 1k followers on here!! and that was a complete shock because i truly never expected this blog to really go anywhere, so i’m extremely grateful for all of the support i’ve received in the past couple months. i wanted to have a fun little celebration to celebrate this milestone because why not?

again, thank you to anyone who has ever read my work, enjoyed, commented, reblogged, showed support. i appreciate you more than you know. you’re what keeps me motivated to keep writing 🤍🥹💋

with all that being said, welcome to my 1k celebration!!

link for book browsing

RULES:

anyone can participate, and i mean anyone. followers, mutuals, non-followers, etc. you can be an anon as well

you may ask for as many things as you like but i’d appreciate if you sent them in separate asks

asks for drabbles can be as spicy, fluffy, angsty as you’d like, but please be sure to check my request rules first <3

be patient with me please :)

tagging some of my mutuals who have shown me support 💋

@pizzaapeteer @iamgonnagetyouback @nottswitch @2dloveshp @nottsangel @redeemingvillains @sp7-mr @iris-qt @amongemeraldclouds @evaslytherpuff @allurearia @riddleriddles @rafesthroatbaby @slytherinslut0 @finalgirllx @girllblogging777 @doremimosasol @sylviaonyx @ahqkas @anawritez-posts @torturedserpentine @avrizl @artytaeh @theeslutintheroom @annaisabookworm @eternalbuckley @eternalbuckley @blondwhxrewrites @0luv9 @westcanaan82 @weasleyreidstyles @musingsofahufflepuff @moonpascal @papercorgiworld @urfavfrenchgrl

[dollwrites]

— ⟡ 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 !!

favorite character

floyd leech

favorite character(s) to write for

azul ashengrotto, leona kingscholar, idia shroud, rook hunt

↻ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 // minors dni. never repost or translate. reblog if you like it, please don’t spam like. thanks for reading < 3

𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨

on the dotted line

𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡

after party

𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝

before the possibilities came true ( i took all possibility from you )

𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

marking blurb

𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚

tender during brutal sex blurb

𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭

bring me a dream ( one two three )

𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫

playing dress up

𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭

mean dom blurb

[daisystwistedgarden]

𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒘 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

✿ 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

lazy makeouts with leona

✿ 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥

nothing here yet...

✿ 𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢

lazy makeouts with ruggie

𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ❀ 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒖𝒊𝒅𝒆

[roseyrays]

❥ 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐚𝐥𝐥

headcanons

drabbles

scenarios

🦁 - 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

headcanons

dorm leaders with a little girl/memory!reader from idv

drabbles

scenarios

🍩 - 𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢

headcanons

their s/o gets very clingy when sick

with clumsy s/o

drabbles

scenarios

🐺 - 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐥

headcanons

moments that happened when he had a crush on you

drabbles

scenarios

[iamgonnagetyouback]

LEONA!!! AHHH, thank you soooo much!! ( ≧ᗜ≦) You’re the sweetest, and your support means the world to me!! EEEK, I’m so beyond grateful and excited for all of this—it honestly still feels like a dream come true (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

I can’t WAIT to dive into your requests!! Your ideas are always amazing, so get ready for lots of fun fics coming your way soon! ✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ )و✧*｡ Thank you for being such an amazing part of this milestone, lovely!! EEE!! (ฅ́ ˘ฅ̀)♡

ɪᴠʏ'ꜱ 1ᴋ ᴄᴇʟᴇʙʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

Oh my goodness, everyone. I’m honestly in shock—I just hit 1k followers today, and I feel so incredibly grateful for each and every one of you. I never could have imagined that my little corner here would turn into such a warm, welcoming space, filled with the most amazing people. Thank you for being here, for your kindness, for sharing in my fics, my ramblings, and every small joy and moment in between. It’s a dream come true, and I feel so lucky to have all of you here with me.

To celebrate, I’ve decided we should do something special because this truly feels like such a big milestone. Whether you’ve been here since the beginning or just joined, you’ve made this space a little brighter, and I’ll forever be grateful for that. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for making this journey so memorable.

Here’s to many more memories together. 🥂

ꜱɴᴏᴡᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ⛄️

Tell me a bit about yourself—your likes, dislikes, favourite movie/book, and ideal winter date—and I’ll match you with a character from my favourite fandoms.

ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱʜᴇʟʟ 🦪

Tell me your favorite trope, character, and song, and I’ll write a short drabble based on it!

ꜰʀᴏꜱᴛ ʙɪᴛᴇ ❄️

Choose a prompt from the list and a character, and I’ll write a little drabble for you based on it!

ꜱᴜʀꜰ ʙᴏᴀʀᴅꜱ 🏄🏻‍♀️

Think of a character and a situation, and I’ll create a moodboard to capture the vibe.

ᴛɪᴅᴀʟ ꜰᴀᴠᴇꜱ 🌊

Pick a character and a trope, and I’ll suggest some fics for it—either my own or by some of my favourite writers.

ɢᴜɪᴅᴇʟɪɴᴇꜱ

⋆ Everyone is welcome to join in, and I’m excited to see your requests!

⋆ Please send different requests in separate messages to help me keep track.

⋆ Taking a quick look at these will help things go smoothly for us both.

⋆ I see and appreciate each message—sending requests multiple times can slow things down.

⋆ I’ll be getting to everyone, but I also have responsibilities outside of Tumblr. Your patience means the world.

Thank you all for being part of this! Your support truly makes this celebration special.

[dreamofjoys]

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟕 ‒ 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 , 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

scenario: leona decides to try out new things with you. controlling your orgasm seems to be his to-do list today.

tw: orgasm control (kinda? not sure lmao)

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"leo, pl-please let me release already!" you begged your boyfriend, but he only hushes you, lustful green eyes staring at you while he fist his dick with his hands. seconds later, white rope of cum shoots out from his dick, landing on your stomach and thighs. leona groans, feeling satisfied from being able to release his tight balls.

however, you left on a crying mess as your cunt pulses over nothing. just as you were about to feel the tight knot in your stomach snapping, leona pulled out immediately, breaking whatever that has been building up in you.

he has been doing this for sometime now, and it honestly frustrates you to the point that you had resorted to crying, hoping that your boyfriend would at least take pity on you and let you reach your high just once. "please leo, need you inside me. please fuck me harder. please don't leave me hanging." you wrap your legs around his hips, pulling his dick closer to your pussy so that you could feel him inside you again.

leona sinks into you gracefully. he has returned back to his usual pace on fucking you hard, aiming to hit this particular spongy spot inside of you that just had your toes curling and seeing stars.

when you could finally feel the knot tightening in your stomach again, you tighten your legs around leona's hips as you pull him down for a kiss. with the way your little hole is spasming around him, he knows that you are dangerously close. this time, he increases his pace and fucks you hard on that spot, letting you release that tight knot inside you as you orgasmed hard. he fucks you through your way, not giving your cunt any rest.

it wasn't until you felt another build up, then leona pulls away, again. he breaks the kiss with you, watching your flushed face pant under him while he rubs his dick on your folds.

"well, you came rather fast on that spot. im going to explore and try other areas in your cunt right now. i just want to find your most vulnerable spot."

[dreamofjoys]

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟔 ‒ 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 , 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

scenario: just because leona respects women, it doesn't mean that he is able to tolerate them. in his eyes, brats like you deserve to be punished.

tw: spanking, he slaps your pussyyy, fingering, brat taming (kinda)

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"the audacity of you to take advantage of my kindness and then treat me like shit?" leona's rough calloused hand came flying down to your ass, spanking the ball of fats as you wailed, mumbling apologies to the beastman, promising that you won't do it again.

"tsk, that's what you said the last time. one time is enough, i don't give second chances." another smack, causing you to cry even louder. all of these happened because you told everyone around you that leona is weak to girls. you meant for it be just a joke, but you haven't thought about how other people tease him for it. he barged into your room, locking the door while bending you over his lap with your skirt pulled down. and that's how he ended up reprimanding you and abusing your ass cheeks.

"seriously? you are getting wet over this?" leona spots a wet spot on your panties, and his questions were answered when you were indeed, leaking on his lap with your slick. he inserts a finger in, and immediately, your walls started clamping down onto his finger. leona could feel your breath hitching and what sounded to be like a moan coming out from your mouth.

he retracts his finger, giving your pussy a slap as your whole body jolt up from the impact. "hebivore, i am not going to give you what you want." his arm presses down on your body, holding you still as he continues his assault.

"now count the amount of times i had spanked you. make sure to do it as loud as possible. broadcast your screams like how you did to everyone about me."

[iamgonnagetyouback]

Aww, cats have that magic, don't they? It's like they just know how to melt your heart with their fluffy cuteness and judgy little stares.

I'm doing great too, just sitting here, imagining a world where cats rule everything… which, let's be honest, they already do!

HELLOOO LEONA!

Just popping in to ask the most important questions of the day: How are you doing? Have you stayed hydrated today? Because you’re 70% water and 100% amazing, and I care about both percentages equally! 💖

THE CAT IM CRYING I LOVE KITTIES SO MUCH

this is so cute, i’m doing very well today, how about you? 🥰

[dreamofjoys]

𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗 ‒ 𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 , 𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫

scenario: as the king of beast man, leona is known to be cold hearted and unforgiving. it's not a secret that the king loves to keep you, his mate, close to him at all times. leona cherishes you like a gem, but that comes with a price. he just love, love to see you cry.

tw: implied yandere, darcyphilia, dubcon, hair pulling, scratching, unprotected sex

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"i smell another beastman's scent on you." leona growls into your ear while slamming his dick back into your pussy. you threw your head back and screamed, feeling the painful yet pleasurable sensation of leona fucking your dry sex with his thick cock. leona did not even bother prepping you. right after the ball, he drags you back to your shared chamber before throwing you onto the bed, ripping your clothes off and inserting his dick into your sex.

your apologies were fallen into death ears as leona yanks your hair, making you look up at him. "are you actually feeling sorry? it's nice knowing that, but too bad for you, i don't care." his grip on your hair tightens, sending waves of pain to your hair roots. beads of tears started forming on your eyes, a few of them sliding down your cheeks as leona grins at the sight of you crying.

"that's right, my herbivore, cry for me, and i will forgive you."

the hand that was gripping onto your hair was released as it travels down to play with your right breast. his other hand plays with your left breast, both of his elbows propped beside you while he fucks you roughly from behind.

it would have been pleasurable -in fact it is- but leona decides to pinch your nipples so hard, its painful. every time he plays with your breast, the tip of his claws are harshly grazing onto your skin, leaving red and bloody marks on it. and with the way leona is pounding you from behind? it had you gripping onto the sheets tightly while you wailed.

whether was it from the pain that he had inflicted on your breast or the immense pleasure that his cock is giving you, you don't really know.

leona laughs when he sees you crying. your tears always ignite this fire inside him, a desire to destroy you by fucking you dumb. your pussy flutters around his cock continuously which sends him a wave of dizziness. his high on your pussy, and your tears just makes him even more obsessed.

[iamgonnagetyouback]

AHHH LEONA!!! .o(≧∀≦)o THIS HAS ME FULLY GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET LIKE I’M IN A ROM-COM!!! YOU JUST MADE MY ENTIRE WEEK, OKAY?!?

I’m literally BLUSHING so hard right now—like, how do I even respond to this?! I’m just sitting here screaming because YOU GET IT. Every little detail I put in, you felt it, and that’s all I ever wanted! ヾ(｡✪ω✪｡)ｼ

Let me collect my thoughts (if I even can because my brain is just SNFKSFKJ!!?!?!??!) and respond properly:

First of all—I swear you just got what I was going for so perfectly.

And UGH, yes, the begging (╥﹏╥). Her desperation to hold onto him just a little longer. I’M SCREAMING!!!

“I wish things were different” 😭😭😭 I can’t even begin to tell you how much this line broke me too while writing it.

UGH, you’ve literally made me want to write five more angst fics on the spot just so I can get more feedback like this because you’ve left me BLUSHY, GIDDY, and on the verge of happy tears. THANK YOU for trusting me with your request, and for leaving me this masterpiece of a review!!! You are THE BEST!!! ヾ(｡✪ω✪｡)ｼ

back with another request for your 1k 🙈

this time, i’d like to request some frostbite ☃️🥶 preferably with theodore nott and the prompt: "Just stay with me a little longer… please?" "A little longer isn't going to make this hurt any less."

i can never have enough angst and hurt/comfort *sigh* 😌

Thank you so much for requesting, Leona! Also I made it pretty similar to this , so you can check it out if you need more angst <33

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ˋ°•*⁀➷ THEODORE NOTT #5: "Just stay with me a little longer… please?" "A little longer isn't going to make this hurt any less."

You find him there, in the half-light of a moonless night, hidden in the shadowed corner of the empty classroom. The tension is so thick it hangs like smoke, swirling around his silhouette as he keeps his gaze down. The weight of what has just happened is crushing you both, filling the air with a silence that begs to be broken.

Theodore stands as you approach, a wretched, distant look in his eyes. He looks like he’s halfway out the door already, but then, maybe he always has been. He’s always been good at putting walls between himself and the world—between himself and you, especially, no matter how close he’s let you get.

And you can’t take it anymore. “You’re just going to walk away? After everything?”

He runs a hand through his hair, looking at you with that heartbreaking hesitation. He almost opens his mouth to say something—an apology, an excuse—but you cut him off, voice wavering as you step closer.

“Just stay with me a little longer… please?”

The words linger, fragile, begging him to stay in a way you’d never wanted to show. He swallows, hands clenching at his sides, and you can see him fighting to keep his distance. He’s so close, but he might as well be miles away.

The silence between you is thick, heavy with all the things left unsaid. Theodore’s gaze softens, and he takes a shaky breath before whispering, “A little longer isn't going to make this hurt any less.”

You swallow, your voice trembling as you step forward. “I don’t care if it hurts,” you say, every syllable laced with desperation. “I’d rather take every ounce of pain, every ache, if it means I get to keep you for just one more moment.”

His jaw tightens, and you can see the strain in his posture as he resists the urge to close the distance between you. He’s always been good at keeping people at arm’s length, at not letting anyone in, but there’s a flicker of something in his eyes—something that makes you think he wants to stay, to give in just this once.

“Theo,” you say softly, and the sound of his name on your lips nearly undoes him. “Please.”

And just like that, the walls he’s put up begin to crack. His shoulders drop, and he takes a shuddering breath, finally letting himself look at you, really look at you, as if he’s seeing you for the last time.

Slowly, tentatively, he steps forward and wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. You sink into him, burying your face in his shoulder as his hands settle on your back, holding you in a way that feels like a goodbye. His touch is gentle, almost reverent, as though he’s memorizing every part of you.

The warmth of his embrace, the way his fingers trace circles on your back, feels so achingly familiar, and yet there’s a fragility to it that breaks your heart all over again. You want to say something—to beg him to stay, to promise that you can make this work—but you know that words will only push him further away. So instead, you cling to him in silence, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he’ll change his mind.

For a few moments, you stand there in the dimly lit room, wrapped up in each other as though the rest of the world has disappeared. His heart beats against your ear, steady but hesitant, and you close your eyes, savoring the feeling of being held by him one last time.

“I wish things were different,” he murmurs, his voice barely a whisper against your hair.

You pull back slightly, just enough to look up at him. His eyes are filled with a sadness you’ve never seen before, and it’s like looking into a mirror—seeing your own heartbreak reflected back at you.

“They could be different, Theo,” you say, voice barely audible. “We could make this work. We just have to try.”

He shakes his head, his expression pained. “You don’t understand. There are things I can’t change, things that are out of my control.” His gaze drops, and for a moment, he looks like he’s on the verge of saying something more, of telling you the truth behind his walls, but then he swallows it down, retreating once again.

And you’re left standing there, holding onto a love that’s slipping through your fingers, watching as he turns away.

“Please,” you say again, voice choked with emotion. “Just… one more moment.”

He stops, his back to you, and for a second, you think he might turn around, might come back to you. But when he speaks, his voice is barely a whisper, and you know it’s the last thing he’ll ever say to you.

“Goodbye.”