#AND. .KNOWING PRONOUNS MAGICALLY IS LITERALLY EXPLAINED AWAY SO NO ONE NECESSARILY HAS TO /ASK/ FOR THEM AFTER LIKE CH2?
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okay deliriously mad about this specific bit in an f/oa review. YOU HAVE JUST PLAYED. A GAME. ABOUT FOUND FAMILY. where hermes in multiple instances expresses the fact he feels more at home in the underworld, doesn't have a good relationship with his father anymore and feels as though he is always playing a role on olympus. if you fucking choose to stay on olympus despite building a relationship with the wider cast and hermes, OF COURSE he is going to reject any advances and break off a budding relationship. BECAUSE THE PC HAS JUST PROVED TO HIM THAT THEY HAVE NOT LISTENED OR TAKEN TO HEART ANY OF THE THINGS HE'S BEEN WORRIED ABOUT. the pc chooses to rejoin a community that ostracizes the people he cares most about and essentially does what hera does, use the underworld as a getaway from olympus when it suits them, without caring deeply about the underworld itself. like cmon. some criticism i can get but this one.. KEEP MY WIFE'S NAME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!
#do not mind me looking at the reviews on steam i love this game so stupid dearly#also sort of hermes meta on my part but this actually made me so wildly mad LOL#THERE IS AN ARC FOR HIM IN F/OA. LOOK CLOSER. OH MY GOD!#personal#so sorry to the op if you are on tumblr and you see this . actually nvm idc . in your review you also said. let me go see#'Pronouns are another part of the wish-fulfillment thing' 'everyone is extremely concerned about using pronouns carefully'#which is deranged. pronouns are mentioned once and not a topic of discussion just an option and declaration of who uses what.#why are you pressed about pronouns being so unrealistic . the titans shoot lasers at you in this game btw#AND. .KNOWING PRONOUNS MAGICALLY IS LITERALLY EXPLAINED AWAY SO NO ONE NECESSARILY HAS TO /ASK/ FOR THEM AFTER LIKE CH2?#erebus is literally doing it for you! so its not like someone goes 'you there. they them. why are you nonbinary' its just . like#someone is just letting the pc know their pronouns when they first meet them. god okay. must stop talking#sure perhaps i am f/oa's greatest d1 glazer . but i adore it . so there#edit: breaking up f.oa just to keep it outta tags sorry. wank for ts i guess
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Just a Touch Away
Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Reader
Pronouns: She/Her
Word Count: 4k
Request: Not necessarily?? A few people did ask for this though and who am I to deny you of that?
Summary: Part two of Just a Flight Away
Warnings: Sex, just sex. Thereâs fluff too, a good lil 50/50.
A/N: The fact that this is longer than the original makes me fucking laugh cause how tf did that even happen?? Hope I didnât disappoint. I also got lazy half way through editing so only like the first 2k words are edited.
Neville was beyond ecstatic to be walking hand in hand with his girlfriend. It was better than anytime his mind would wander to it during the day and anytime itâd lull him to sleep at night. He looked down at her, watching as her eyes looked at everything in amazement. It reminded him of his first year at Hogwarts, wide eyed and full of curiosity of all there was to be explored. (Y/n) seemed to be soaking it all in as if she took even the smallest of blinks, everything would vanish before her eyes.
âItâs a pretty place, isnât it?â He started off, catching the girlâs attention. She looked up at the tall lanky Gryffindor smiling at him. God he couldnât believe that such a doll was his. This was his girlfriend.
âYeah! Itâs amazing! I love how tall the ceilings are and all the intricacies such as the carvings around the walls and floors, the big open windows, itâs all to die for!â She exclaimed, bouncing up and down a bit. How could one girl be so cute? Neville knew that if she asked, heâd do absolutely anything she wanted without a second thought. Anything she wanted and needed he would give to her at the drop of a hat.
âYeah, thatâs not even the most magical part. No matter where you go in the castle, you can find something new almost every time. Be it a hallway, room, whatever.â he stated, smiling as the girl gasped in amazement.
âWe have to explore then some time while Iâm here! However, today I wanna spend time with you doing you know,â she started, looking away as she was overcome with shyness, âDoing couple things.â Neville felt his heart swell at her words, trying his best not to drown her in all of his affection.
âOf course, petal. We can do whatever you want today! How bout I take you to Honeydukes and then we end the day off with the greenhouse? I know you wanted to see that first but trust me when I say itâs even more of a beauty during the evening than it is at this time.â He said, reaching down to push a bit of her hair out of her face. He laughed some as her eyes lit up at the mention of the sweets shop. When Neville and (Y/n) would send each other things, Neville would send her treats as much as possible. He had learned early on about the girlâs large sweet tooth and second stomach for dessert.
âThat sounds amazing! You know how much I love treats!â she said, clapping her hands as she began to jump more. Neville looked at her fondly as he watched her fit of excitement but quickly stopped as he noticed her frown. âI donât have the right currency to buy things yet though. I still only have dragots. Thatâs okay, we can j-â
âDid you really think I was going to make you pay, flower? What kind of man would I be to invite you out and not pay? I insist, shop to your heart's content today.â He said, reaching down to stroke her cheek. She leaned into his touch, smiling up at him.
âI love you, Nev.â she mumbled, closing her eyes in content from the warmth that radiated from his hand. Neville felt his breath hitch as he looked down at her, face flushing a bright red. It wasnât the first time they had said it to each other. Sure, they ended their letters with it more often than not but to hear it from her voice? A voice that was so beautiful, so full of love, aimed towards him? She was making it really hard for him not to just have his way with her right then and there.
âOh angel, I love you more. Come here.â He pulled her closer, bending down to rest his forehead on hers, smiling as he leaned in to kiss her. The (h/c) haired girl met him halfway, smiling into the kiss as she wrapped her arms around her neck. He continued to kiss her, deepening the kiss before remembering that they were quite literally in the middle of the hallway. He pulled away, placing a quick chaste kiss on her lips. Confusion took over (Y/n)âs face as she looked around them. In different parts of the hallway, a few guys were looking in their direction. âWhat is it, darling?â he questioned, grabbing her hand as he continued to walk. She simply dismissed his question, offering him a soft smile as he guided her towards the nearest castle exit. Thatâs when he started to hear it. It wasnât loud, but it was loud enough for him to hear.
âGod sheâs a right fitty, isnât she?â
âYeah I mean look at the ass on her. Sheâs one of those Ilvermorny girls.â
âCouldâve fooled me. Looks straight outta Beauxbaton.â
âLongbottomâs a fool, I wouldâve had my way with her as soon as she stepped out the train.â
Neville felt his jaw clench, trying to calm himself down. He had to get them out of here before (Y/n) heard, because if she had? Those guys would see exactly why he was put in Gryffindor in the first damn place. âPetal, do you want a piggyback ride? I know you mentioned wanting one in a few of your letters. Come on, hop on.â he said, bending down some so she could get on. (Y/n) felt her eyes light up at the idea. She took a large running start before jumping on the boyâs back, squealing as he lifted her up. Neville secured her on his back, biting his lip at the feeling of her plush thighs filtering between his fingers. They felt heavenly, he couldnât help but let his thoughts wander to what theyâd feel like wrapped around his- they had places to be. He didnât want his precious girl to hear anything that those twits were saying about her so quickly he took off down the hallway, smiling as the girl laughed, tightening her arms around his neck.
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(Y/n) gasped as her eyes zoomed in various places all around Honeydukes. It was unlike anything she had ever seen before. She ran to various different snacks, reading the packages of them. âLook Nev, look! These look sooo good. Theyâre strawberry flavored! I love strawberry.â she said, holding up the box of snack cakes in his face. Neville laughed at the girlâs enthusiasm for sweets.
âIâve had those before. Theyâre quite good! I think youâll enjoy them âspecially since you like strawberry so much. Do you wanna get them?â he questioned. (Y/n) pondered, humming slightly before nodding, setting them in his hands. She wondered how he could contain himself, especially when there were so many sweets around! Who wouldnât wanna buy practically the whole store?Â
As they walked around the store, (Y/n) would occasionally find something else that piqued her interest, ask Nevilleâs opinion on it, and then throw it in his arms. She did this numerous times until she realized how full his arms were. The tower of sweets and treats almost covered his face. However, she couldnât help to admire how his arms flexed and tensed under his shirt only imagining how nice theyâd feel-
âAre you done, petal? Itâs okay if youâre not! You can get a few more things, I just wanna get back to the greenhouse before it gets too dark.â he explained, turning to the side so he could see her face.
âYeah, Iâm done! Are you sure this is okay? This is a lot of stuff Nev.â she questioned, biting the inside of her cheek guilty.
âNonsense! Nothing is too much for you, flower. Letâs get going, Iâve got a few plants that I need to water in about,â he set the treats down on the counter before looking at his watch, â30 minutes. Perhaps you can help me?âÂ
âIâd love to! You know thatâs my favorite part of growing plants is the watering part. Itâs almost like you can see them do a little happy dance when you do! Well, some of the more animated plants quite literally do but you get what I mean!â she rambled on, quickly latching onto his arm once more. Neville listened to her, grabbing the bags as they began to walk out of the door only for him to bump into Malfoy himself. Great.
âAh I see, loneliness has stricken you again huh Longbottom? I donât know what all those treats will do for that!â He snickered out, high fiving Crabbe and Goyle. Neville rolled his eyes, frankly quite done with the bloke. He didnât give him that same sense of fear as when he was younger. In fact, now he found him to be quite annoying.Â
âActually they arenât for him, theyâre mainly all for me! Nevilleâs personal pick is just this little box right here.â she said, holding up the small box before placing it back in the bag. (Y/n) had to stop herself from letting out an audible gag as the blondeâs eyes traveled up and down her frame.
âYou must be Nevilleâs American cousin, right? I-â
âDidnât ask. Come on babe, letâs go.â The small girl said, dragging her boyfriend along with her. Draco stood there in shock as the two walked off still in amazement in how Neville had such a hot American girlfriend already.
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âWoah! Iâve read about this plant actually. Even had a small personal one of my own.â The (h/c) haired girl said, positioning the magnifying glass up and down around the leaves to view it better. Neville whipped his head towards her in excitement.
âReally? Wait, had?â he asked, watching as the girl shrugged sheepishly.
âYeah, turns out it wasnât really suited for the climate in America. Such a shame though! She was a real beauty.â She said, still not looking up at the plant. Neville smiled at her fondly, walking closer to her as he stood behind her.
âYeah, she is.â he muttered, wrapping his arms around her waist as he turned her around.
âSomething tells me weâre no longer discussing plants.â she joked, wrapping an arm around his neck as she brought the other to stroke his cheek. He leaned down hovering his lips above hers.
âIâm afraid we arenât.â he closed the gap between them, kissing her with all the anger, all the passion that had built up over the day. He was tired of it, tired of men speaking about her like he wasnât right fucking there. Obviously that wasnât his sweet flowerâs fault but god was he furious. He took one of his hands, trailing it from her waist to the underside of her skirt. With one hand he flipped it up and with the other he began to grip and prod at one of her cheeks harshly. He trailed his free hand up to her jaw, holding it tightly as he pulled away from the kiss leaving a trail of saliva in its path. âDo you want to-â
âYes.â she cut him off, taking one of his hands and leading it under her shirt. He moved his large freckled hand up her torso until he reached her breast. His eyes widened as he felt the lack of bra.
âYou little minx.â he sneered, gripping her ass in both of his hands as he sat her on top of the working table. He pushed her shirt above her breast, watching as her nipples began to harden from the cool air. Neville got on his knees pulling the girl to the edge of the table. He couldnât help but pause and admire how beautiful she was. The setting sun reflected off of her sweaty (s/c) skin making it appear as if she was glowing. The shadows and light hit the parts of her soaking panties, revealing just how wet her cunny was. Neville let out an audible groan at the sight, adjusting his tightening pants. âGod youâre bloody gorgeous. Look at you baby, all soaked just for me?â He ran a finger over her cloth covered slick, smirking as the girl jumped a bit letting out a soft whimper. âLet me treat you, yeah?â he whispered against her clothed cunt before ripping her panties down and stuffing them in her back pocket (He certainly was not giving those back).Â
His eyes were glued to the sight in front of him. It was more beautiful than any photograph that she had sent. No matter how many times she had written to him about how wet she was, nothing could prepare him for the true extent to what it was. The entirety of her pussy was covered in slick, running down her folds and now onto the table. He watched as her pretty little hole clenched and unclenched around nothing practically begging to be filled. But he couldnât just yet, he had to do what he had been dreaming of for years. He moved a steady hand forward rubbing her clit in circular motions before licking a fat strip across her slit as he began to suck on her clit. (Y/n) gasped, bringing a shaky hand down to his head pushing him in forward and, who was Neville to deny her? Sure, Neville lacked experience severely. They both did. But heâd be damned if he came up from between her legs without giving her an orgasm first.
Neville took his middle finger, gathering a bit of her juices on it before slowly sinking it inside of her. He began to pump it in and out, making sure to be gentle and slow while maintaining a steady pace. (Y/n) threw her head back, letting out a cross between a whimper and a moan. It wasnât like she hadnât pleasured herself before, she had...numerous times. Sometimes even multiple times a day. But god his fingers? They were so much thicker than hers, so much longer touching and hitting spots she didnât know were possible. âA-another please.â she whimpered, bucking her hips onto his face. Neville looked up at her, humming around her clit in agreement before he slid in another digit into her tight hole. He felt his dick strain against his pants more at the sound of her moans but he could ignore it. This wasnât about him right now, it was all about him pleasuring his perfect girl.
âDo you like that, pretty? Hm? Like when I get my fingers covered in you.â He muttered against her, groaning as she clenched around his fingers. He drove them deeper keeping with his slow pace. Neville didnât want to rush this, he wanted to appreciate the girl who he loved, the girl who kept him up late into the night as he stroked one out. He knew they would share many intimate moments in the months to come but he definitely wanted their first to be the most memorable.
 He continued to lick and suck on her bud, pulling away every so often to lick at the stray juices that ran down her folds. âJust one more, pretty. Iâve gotta make sure youâre nice and stretched out for me.â she nodded lazily at his words, feeling herself growing closer and closer by the second. (Y/n) was in such a state of euphoria, never wanting it to end. She let out another strangled moan as Neville slid in a third finger, scissoring them a bit before beginning to make a come hither motion within her. The tips of his fingers rubbed against her spot sending her into a fit of nonsense phrases and words, the most recognizable of them being âplease, please. Yes, yes, yes!â which only encouraged him further. With more force he repeatedly began to jab at her g-spot growling as the girl came apart above him. (Y/n) gasped, falling back onto the table as her body grew tense, releasing all over Neville fingers. She continued to moan as her arousal slipped past his fingers running down the table as the boy fingered her through her high. Neville pulled his fingers out, stretching them apart as he stared at the arousal that was connected between the spaces. He stuck his fingers in his mouth, letting out a soft moan at her taste. Just as sweet as he had pictured it.Â
After a few moments of heavy panting, (Y/n) felt a bit better and decided to sit up. Her (e/c) eyes trailed down her loverâs body as they reached the bulge in his pants. âIf itâs that big through his pants, I donât even want to imagine how big it is out of them!â she found herself thinking. No wonder he had used three fingers, she wasnât even sure that that was enough. She reached both her hands out, beginning to unfasten his belt pulling down his pants before freeing his member. She held back a gasp as she watched it slap up against his lower abdomen. Nevilleâs cock was a shade darker than him, it had no curve to it but it didnât matter. He made up for a lack of curve with the sheer girth of his cock alongside the length (which was most definitely half of her forearm, if not more). She took a deep breath before hopping off of the table and kneeling before him.
âWhatâre you doing, love?â he asked, reaching a hand down to stroke her cheek.
âReturning the favor?â she replied as she reached a hand forward to grasp him. She looked at him confused as he lifted her back up, setting her back on top of the table.
âYou can do that some other time. Right now is about pleasuring you.â he said, moving his lips to her neck as he began to suck and kiss along it leaving a trail of marks in its wake.
âA-are you sure? What about you? Iâd feel bad that Iâm not pleasing you in return.â a soft frown took over her face. Neville grabbed her face softly, tilting it towards his own.
âOh darling, taking care of you brings me a greater pleasure than anything you could give me. Tonight is about you so let me just take care of you, yeah?â he asked, looking into her eyes full of love and a deep amount of arousal. She sat there unsure before nodding, leaning up to capture his lips. Neville returned the kiss, trailing the hand that was against her face to wrap gently around her neck. He pulled away, tugging her lip with him. âIâm gonna put it in now. Are you ready?â he asked, lubing himself up with the reminisce of her first orgasm.
âPlease be gentle.â she whispered, hiding her face in his neck as he pushed his tip against her entrance.
ââCourse love. Iâll do my best.â he placed a kiss on the top of her head before beginning to sink into her. He let out a hiss at the tight heat of her velvety walls. When he was in enough, he brought both his hands up to embrace her, whispering soft phrases of encouragement as he slid into her tight hole. He couldnât help but feel guilty at the sound of her whimpers and cries, feeling awful that he was the cause of it. After what felt like ages, his pelvic region finally met with her mound. He pulled back gazing at the sight as he let out a soft moan.
âY-you can move now. Feels good.â she stuttered out, gasping as he pulled out some. Neville thrusted into her deeply to test the waters, watching her facial expressions. He felt himself grow relieved when he saw how deep in pleasure she was. Her eyes were clenched shut, chest rising and falling quickly. He took that as a sign to continue, thrusting into her deep and slow. He gripped her hips tightly, deepening the intensity of his thrusts. The boy was absolutely enamored. How could she be so cute in such a filthy state? Tongue lulled out the side of her mouth, hair tousled messily as sweat covered her delicate skin. Seeing her in such bliss only fueled his need to please her, to see her come undone beneath him. He continued to pound into her, every thrust filled with passion.Â
âYouâre so fucking pretty, angel,â he growled out leaning down to capture her breast in his mouth. He swirled his tongue around her nipple, nibbling softly before pulling away and doing the same to the other one. (Y/n) continued to let out a string of moans, tightening her grip on the Gryffindor's back. She couldnât help but dig her fingers into the flesh of his back, trying to ground herself as her lower region received immense amounts of pleasure. She let out a cry of gratification as he began to rub at her clit with circular motions, digging her heels into his lower back. âGod just look at you. You feel so fucking good wrapped around my cock. Whoâs making you feel this good?â
âY-you Nev! S-so good. Itâs so deep, so big.â she whimpered as she began to feel hot tears form in her eyes. âLove you so much, I love you!â she sobbed, resting her head on her chest. It was all too much, too good for her to handle. Neville cooed at her adoringly continuing to thrust into her. âC-closeâŚ.â
âHold it for just one second of love. Letâs cum together.â He grunted. After a few moments, he felt a familiar pit in his stomach signaling his release. His thrust began to grow sloppy, hips stuttering but as he went to pull out, the girl stopped him.
âPlease donât. Iâm on birth control. Want you to cum inside of me, want you to fill me up.â Neville gripped at her hips harder, pistoning them with an animalistic amount of pace. The moans of them both echoed off the greenhouse walls as they both released, collapsing against one another. (Y/n) shuddered, whimpering at the feeling of his thick seed spilling inside of her. It seemed nonstop, pouring and pouring deeper inside of her, dribbling out past him and onto the table.
Neville let out a breathless chuckle at the sight, feeling a sense of pride at the fact that it was his seed dripping out of her. No one else. Not Malfoy, not his idiot friends, and certainly not those morons from in the hallway earlier. He stroked her skin gentle, watching as she shuddered at his touch. âSorry love, it seems I left quite the mark on your neck.â he mumbled, brushing his fingertips along the healing mark he had left. It was a big purple hickey, the same shade as the bruises on her hips.
âSâokay. Iâll have something that reminds me of you. I think I accidentally gave you one too when I came. I couldnât help myself.â Neville viewed his reflection in the small hanging mirror across the room. Moving his long shaggy hair to the side, he saw a small reddish bruise, the indent from her teeth still visible.Â
âItâs a shame that I didnât get to show you the rest of the plants you wanted.â he frowned. He had totally forgotten that was the entire reason they had come to the greenhouse today. Neville wanted his girlâs first day at Hogwarts to be absolutely perfect in every way and he had ruined it in his own fit of selfish greed.
âAre you kidding me?â she asked, sitting up. She winced slightly but continued on. âThis was way better than any sort of plant! Nothing says âwelcome to Hogwartsâ like what we just had.â Neville let out a breath that he wasnât even aware he had been holding.
Even though this was the first day of them meeting in person, he knew this was the girl for him. As the sun set and they both held each other in their arms, the pair couldnât help but wonder what was in store for them. What adventures lie ahead? Only time could tell. But luckily they didnât have to spend another minute apart. (Y/n) was no longer just a flight away, but a mere inches apart.
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