#Theo nott x reader moodboard

[mommynott]

Dealer!Theo moodboards 💋

I’ve been obsessing over dealer!theo and wanted to make my own moodboards, @nottsangel is fucking killing it and she knows the love I have for him, go check out her work on him…you will not regret it🥵😭

So this is my take on not only dealer!theo but the reader as well💋

Dealer Theo

Reader

This is just how I see them, but ugh I love the way the came out! I hope you like them 🖤

[nottsangel]

— new girl au ੈ♡˳ …in which you live with theodore, mattheo and lorenzo

new girl au . more

[motherearthlovesus]

theo nott surprises you in the prefect bathroom 🛁

ft. mattheo riddle | warning: bad italian | fluffy smut

You had the prefects' bathroom all to yourself—finally a moment of peace after a long, exhausting day. The warm water and lavender bubbles gave you the perfect escape. It had you sinking down into the bath, closing your eyes and letting the heat relax your muscles. You rubbed the water over your skin, lightly massaging your muscles wherever they begged for attention.

You were so heavily shrouded in bubbles and so utterly content that it did not occur to you to open your eyes. Even when the door creaked open. You didn’t open them despite the shuffling shoes and the clothes hitting the floor. It wasn’t until you heard the soft splash of legs climbing down into water that your eyes fluttered open.

“Didn’t mean to disturb you dormigliona sleepy” a husky voiced teased.

You could’ve picked out that voice in a hall full of people. Theodore. You were surprised and confused as to why he was here, talking to you.

You attempted to casually open your eyes, not quite sure how believable it was.

“You shouldn’t be here Theo” You gathered even more bubbles around you, struggling to avert his gaze.

“You don’t have to cover up on my account, you seemed so relaxed when I arrived”

"Theo," you snapped, mustering up the courage to look in his eyes. “Get out. Now."

"Come on, I need to bathe too” His voice was full of amusement, and his eyes raked over you shamelessly.

You huffed, annoyed at his audacity. "This bathroom is for prefects only, and last time I checked, you’re not one."

Theo started to walk across the monstrous bath.

"You always act so proper," he murmured, his voice dropping to a near whisper, "but I know you’re curious."

His fingers tapped the surface of the water, creating small waves that caused the bubbles keeping you covered to start waving.

You swallowed hard, trying to keep your composure as his words hung in the air. Theo’s presence was magnetic, and no matter how many times you told yourself to stay calm, the irregular rhythm of your heartbeat seemed to betray you.

“I’m not curious,” you lied, eyes narrowing as he inched closer.

You pressed your back against the edge of the tub, trying to cool yourself down. "You really should leave Theo, you’ll get in trouble."

“That’s what makes it fun, principessa”

You huffed, turning your head away to hide the way your cheeks flushed at his words. “This isn’t a game, Theo. What if someone walks in?”

“Then we’ll just have to make it worth their while,” he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You could see the challenge dancing in his eyes, urging you to give in. “Theo—” you started, but the protest faltered.

You told yourself that the heat must’ve gone to your head because each step he took towards you had your legs opening up just a little bit more.

His hand dipped into the water, breaking the surface tension, and your breath hitched as his fingers grazed your knee. His fingers were slowly trailing up your thigh. The higher he went the redder you felt your face get. A moan slipped out just as his thumb had just reached the top of your thigh. As you tipped your head back, bracing yourself for whatever came next, the sound of footsteps echoed through the room. In a panic you squealed and pushed Theo away causing the water around you to slosh everywhere.

“Well, what do we have here?” Mattheo teased, leaning casually against the doorframe, arms crossed with that trademark smirk of his. “Didn’t expect to find this in the prefects’ bathroom. Mind if I join?”

“You shouldn’t have expected anything in here; you’re not a prefect,” you shot back, trying to maintain your composure.

“Well then what is he doing here?” Mattheo nodded his head towards Theo.

“I-“ The ridiculous situation you found yourself in had you at a loss for words.

Theo narrowed his eyes, stepping protectively in front of you. “Why don’t you take your charming self elsewhere, Mattheo?”

“Relax, Theo,” he said with a playful roll of his eyes. “I’m just trying to make new friends. Right, love?” He turned to you, winking.

Theo grabbed a towel from the edge of the bath and wrapped it around himself as he stepped out of the bath to stand in front of Mattheo. Theo grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.

“C’mon, man. Let’s leave the lady to her bath,” Theo said, giving Mattheo a pointed look before turning back to you “I’m sure she will find a way to finish what I started”.

--------------

reblogs are greatly appreciated

literally been so tired i wrote this in a haze maybe thats why i've been thinking about baths also why do i title my works like pornos?

[theosbaby]

❥ theo as his love language: words of affirmation

— boyfriend!theo who is always talking about his girlfriend like she's one of the world's seven wonders, loves to compliment her and wants to make her feel like she's the most gorgeous girl in the whole universe, 'cause she is to him.

[sureallavnder]

stupid parties - Theodore Nott

p : gentle!theodore nott x anxious!fem!reader

s : slytherin always throw the noisiest, stupidest parties and even though you were sorted into said house you cant normally handle them as things get intense

w : fluff, shaking, google translated italian, theo being a softie, not proofread

a/n : just a softie theo moment don’t ask me how i got this out but not my 200 follower fic

prompt : person b holding person a’s hand while shaking

You were dreading tonight.

As per usual for the slytherin quidditch team they decided to throw a massive party to celebrate their 5th win of the season.

Something you always struggled with was crowds and noise and lucky for you, you got sorted into the house who throws the loudest, craziest, most unhelpful (in your words) parties.

Theo knew this and always made sure to keep you calm and safe even when he sometimes wished he was partying as it was one of his favourite hobbies.

You and Theo had been dating since he asked you to the Yule Ball in 4th year. But as most, you had crushes on each other since 3rd, and maybe just maybe there was some kind of connection from when you first met. Although you didn’t get close until Christmas break of your 2nd year when you both stayed behind at Hogwarts.

Your family had decided it was best for you to stay in school and focus on furthering your education a little bit, but you always wondered if it was because they liked not having you around.

As for Theo, he never really liked going home. He’d lost his mum when he was young and his dad wasn’t the best of people, a death eater. So it was typical of him to stay at Hogwarts for the holidays.

Theodore Nott. You’re boyfriend of 2 years. He would always spend the party cuddling you and cradling you on his bed, he had absolutely no alternate intentions. He loved looking after you. This time was no different.

It was about 10 minutes before people would normally start to pile into the slytherin common room and just on time Theo came into your dorm room, scooped you up, and carried you to his bed, setting you down. He went and picked out one of his baggiest hoodies and helped you put it on. Guiding your arms through and pulling it over your head making sure you didn’t get stuck. He swooped you into a massive cuddle singing softly into your ear. Arms wrapped tightly around you.

About 20 minutes had passed and you could tell this time felt different. The noise seemed so much more intense and it scared you. That’s when the shaking started. It wasn’t intense, but just a little. It was noticeable to you and Theo.

Theo immediately sat up and turned you so you were facing each other. He held your soft face in his hands. He spoke in italian knowing it calmed you down the quickest.

“tesoro, va bene, starai bene, sono qui” he muttered desperately trying to help

baby girl, it’s okay, you’ll be okay, i’m here

He gave you a gentle kiss on the forehead knowing it’s your favourite. You smile lightly trying to appreciate the help he was giving.

Theo then held your shaking hands and traced his thumb over them to soothe you. You turn around so your back is against his chest, not letting your hands separate.

He places a kiss on the top of your head. Thankfully this calms you down enough to block out the noise of the party on the other side of the door.

Before you knew it, it was the next morning, you had drifted off to sleep in Theodore’s arms. He had layed you down in bed and wrapped himself around you. He didn’t let you go all night.

masterlist

[bunny-1111]

Dating Theodore Nott - Moodboard

[bluefaine]

— 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑 ღ 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑 ღ

[nottswitch]

— sister’s bf!theo

sister’s bf!theo – your sister’s annoying, cocky and, fuck him, impossibly hot boyfriend who always overstays his welcome in the apartment you share with your sis. the king of grey sweatpants and going commando. seems to be obsessed with your sister, but… wait. why do his eyes seem to be burning a hole in your ass every time you strut around the living room in tiny little shorts? does he leave the bathroom door unlocked as he showers after yet another sleepover on purpose? wouldn’t you like to know…

⟡ navigation ; m.lists ; theo m.list ; sister’s bf!theo

[veryberryjelly]

OH MY GOD I LOVE THESE PROMPTS WTF CAN I REQUEST MORE THAN ONE!!!!! if not, still i would like to order a martini 🍸🌟 with a prompt number 103 for mr theodore nott my beloved

theo nott x reader

prompts ; ' kissing someone off their face '

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

if you weren't to be married in four days, you were sure your hen party would've been the highlight of your week.

your friends had opted to take you out to a local bar and then go out dancing and in the midst of darkness with the occasional flash of neon lights, you had all downed what your sober friend had calculated as 18 units of alcohol.

each.

so by the time you stumbled in through the door of your flat you were truly struggling to stand up straight, even with the aid of pansy under your arm.

" okay, sweetheart, let's get you into bed " she said, leading you towards the bedroom.

but it seemed you had other plans.

" nooo, i can't go to bed without teddy "

your whining elicited a laugh from the girl under your arm.

" i know, but he'll be home soon. enzo said they were leaving the club 15 minutes ago, so let's get you to bed and-"

" baby! you here ?"

the familiar timber of theo's voice flooded your flat and your smile grew.

pansy couldnt stop you from turning around and heading back to the door to find theo.

" teddy! "

and you found him with two boys with blurry faces flanking his sides.

all your drunk mind could focus on was theo in the middle of them and it seemed your feelings were reciprocated as he pushed the two boys off of him and stumbled straight towards you.

his arms wrapped around your neck and your looped around his torso, both of you swaying slightly where you stood.

you pulled back to look up at him but before either of your eyes could focus on the boy infront of you, a pair of lips were on yours and who were you to deny your beautiful fiancee.

the kiss was definitely sloppier than usual, but to both of you in your vodka fuelled minds, it was perfect.

" you can tap out, boys. i got this. i'm staying in their guest room tonight "

the next thing you heard was the sound of your front door closing.

" okay lovebirds, you've got your whole lives to do this but lets get you to bed "

you separated from theo but neither of you could wipe the shit eating grins from your drunk faces.

pansy lead the two of you through to your bedroom where you both promptly fell against the mattress in a pile of giggles.

when you felt a pair of hands pulling you from a mattress you whined softly, instinctively reaching for the boy still on the bed.

" once we get your makeup off, you can jump back in bed, but i won't be responsible for you having a pimple on your wedding day "

even in your drunk haze you knew she was right.

you didnt want a pimple on your face on the day of your wedding.

so you let her sit you on the closed toilet and wipe the makeup from your face before applying a few products you were too drunk to identify.

but when you were finally done, she lead you back out to your bed and let you collapse down on the mattress.

like a pair of magnets, both you and theo gravitated towards eachother in the centre of the mattress, your head dropping to his chest and his arms winding around you.

the only other sound aside from the rustling of the sheets beneath you was the bedroom door closing as pansy left.

and after that there was silence for a little while.

the last thing you heard before you fell into a slumber was theo.

" i love you, beautiful girl. "

[theostrophywife]

— bf! theo and his playboy bunny! gf ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

NAVIGATION // masterlist. playboy bunny! gf au. (coming soon)

interviewer: how do you feel about y/n winning playmate of the year? theo nott: i'm so proud of her. she deserves it. i'm a lucky man. y/n: aw, baby, you're too sweet. i'm the lucky one.

[iamgonnagetyouback]

theodore nott x hufflepuff!reader

when slughorn pairs you, theodore nott, and lorenzo berkshire for a year-long potions project, drama ensues. you’re sweet, a bit dramatic, and full of energy, while theodore calls you italian endearments disguised as insults. lorenzo just smirks, stirring the pot. it’s a mess, but maybe this year long project will result in something more brewing.

navigation┆theodore nott masterlist┆request here 𝜗𝜚

MASTERLIST

☆ theodore nott x hufflepuff!reader who gets him for the secret santa ☆ theodore nott x reader with a guide of how to survive a year-long project with him

MORE HUFFLEPUFF!READER FICS

☆ headcannons for theodore nott x hufflepuff!reader ☆ theodore nott x reader who is too sunshine-y for him to understand

ˋ°•*⁀➷ comment if you wanna be added to the taglist

[nottsangel]

— the purge au ੈ♡˳

the purge au . more

[motherearthlovesus]

theo nott is a dick to you - but this time it’s on a yacht!

pairings: theo nott x reader, draco x pansy, mattheo x everyone, tom riddle x reader

warnings: 18+, asshole theo

moodboard: link

summary: forced to attend blaise's yacht party, you expected boredom - not a soaked dress, lost cigarettes, and theo nott's infuriating smirk.

Pansy had dragged you along to yet another one of Blaise’s yacht parties. You had been resistant when she first suggested attending the party that morning, but she wore you down over the day. She picked out a dress for you and promised to pay for the uber there and back, so you finally relented. The whole ordeal was more trouble than it was worth, especially for a party that Blaise seemingly throws every other week, but as you stepped onto the yacht, the warm salty sunset wrapped around you like a protective cloak and the rhythmic lapping of water against the hull quietened the buzzing in your mind.

You watched as Pansy’s eyes locked with Draco’s. She turned to you, widened her eyes in excitement and gave your hand a firm squeeze before walking away to Draco, who was patting his lap. They became immediately immersed in their usual banter, their voices low and teasing, filled with electric tension that crackled like the distant murmurs of cicadas on shore.

The boat’s deck was illuminated by the sunset and soft lights, together they casted a glow on the partygoers, making their laughter and flirting seem almost magical. Enzo and his effortless charm were the centre of attention as he mixed cocktails. His movements were smooth and confident, each shake of the cocktail shaker accompanied by a breezy smile that made the giggling girls surrounding him, lean in closer. At the other end of the deck, Blaise and Mattheo lounged on long couches. Despite having a girl under each arm but Mattheo, seemed to disregard their presence as his gaze wandered over the crowd, his smirk was twisted in amusement as he eyed the other girls with a calculating glint, clearly only interested in finding his next conquest. On the couch opposite him, Blaise traced idle circles on the leg of a girl sitting next to him, his attention seemingly elsewhere. Perhaps on how hard his mother will kick his ass when she see’s her yacht is missing, once again.

A cool breeze whipped your cheek and quickly reminded you that you were currently standing alone in the middle of a party. You quickly grabbed a champagne glass off a passing server and walked over to the boat’s railing. The coast was just a glitter of golden lights at this distance. You couldn’t help but think how much more you would enjoy this if the air wasn’t sweltering with so much horniness. You turned from the view to pull a cigarette out from your handbag, watching as Mattheo made-out with yet another person, the second one you’d seen since you arrived.

“Poor girl” You shook your head as you struggled to light your cigarette in the wind.

Theo Nott, who you had not noticed but had been watching you since you stepped aboard, strutted over to you.

“Those things will kill you, you know,” he remarked with an air of superiority.

“You’re one to talk,” you shot back, arching an eyebrow. “Didn’t you get suspended in fourth year for smoking behind the Quidditch stands?”

Theo grabbed the cigarette and lighter from your hand, lit the cigarette in one smooth motion, took a couple of puffs, and then handed it back to you. “That’s none of your business, ficcanaso” he said with a smirk.

Theo reclined against the rail with a glass of whiskey in hand, he was observing every glance and every subtle movement you made. His eyes, dark and intense, lingered on you as you turned to smoke your cigarette over the edge of the boat.

“Thinking of taking a dip?” he asked, his tone low and almost seductive.

You turned to face him, catching the glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you” you mock.

Theodore’s eyes sparkled with amusement as he took a step closer.

“Oh, I would” And without a hint of hesitation, Theo stepped closer, his movements fluid and purposeful. He gave you a firm, playful shove, sending you tumbling over the railing and into the water with a splash.

As you surfaced, coughing and sputtering, Theo dived in, effortlessly cutting through the water. When he emerged next to you, his expression was brimming with smug satisfaction. He casually pushed his wet hair back, his movements smooth and deliberate, clearly savoring the moment.

“My cigarettes! You fucking idiot!”

“Don’t be so grumpy principessa, I can buy you as many cartons as you want”

You started pushing waves of water in his direction, violently and repeatedly. Theo avoided your splashes at first, but as you struggled to stay afloat and aim your punches, your movements grew more erratic. In your frustration, your legs absentmindedly wrapped around Theo’s waist, trying to stabilise yourself to hit harder and cleaner. Theo looked down at you, his smirk widening with a blend of amusement and arrogance. You glanced down, suddenly aware of how your legs were wrapped around his waist.

“Careful,” he murmured.

You glared at him, pushing yourself away. As you swam back toward the boat, you mourned the remnants of your cigarettes that were drifting away. As you climbed the ladder, you could feel his eyes on your body, on your wet dress clinging to your waist and hips. You started to feel your dress creep higher up your thighs with each wrung. His voice called out from the water, dripping with a mix of admiration and cocky charm.

“Nice view from down here. Could get used to seeing you like this.”

Only now did you remember the g-string you wore so that no underwear lines ruined the dress.

“Shut up, Theo.” You spat sharply down at him.

His smirk remained, eyes tracking your every move.

After climbing back onto the boat, you stood there, shivering and looking around for anyone who might know a drying charm. As you scanned the deck, Tom caught sight of you and strode over. As he approached you his gaze lowered and he shook his head amusedly.

“You look nice tonight” he taunted.

Without waiting for a reply, he waved his wand with a practiced flick. A warm, tingling sensation spread over your dress and hair as he dried you off. While waiting for Tom to finish, your gaze drifted back to the water’s edge just as a dripping wet and shirtless Theo climbed back onto the boat. His eyes met yours and his smirk grew. You silently vowed that this would be the last of these stupid boat parties.

eeee didn't mean for it to be so long, let me know what u think!

comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

[giuliasw]

why is he so fine?

[moonsbypadfoot]

theo nott random headcanons 🩶

(excuse my lack of knowing how to spell things)

@coneyislandbabysworld

Theo is the type of guy that acts like he doesn't care, but truly, he does and he gives off 'I do not give a f' but then the next day he'll buy you a necklace from Pandora.

Theo is the type of guy who acts tough and strong but late at night he'll beg you to cuddle with him and his perfume smells un-characteristically sweet.

Theo is the type of guy who gets embarrassed when he says something wrong in English (cause I believe that he's Italian) and sometimes will mix up Italian and English words.

Theo is the type of guy to defend you in front of others when youre not there.

Theo compliments you in Italian, and so you barely understand it.

Theo has a soft spot for those who are close to him, especially you 🖤

Theo has anxiety, but hides it very well, and was embarrassed when you found out.

He hated being called 'nott', cause despite of the words that came out of his mouth, he thinks muggleborns deserve a little bit better, and that his family is taking it too far.

Theo is not math smart, he is English-literature smart.

Theo loves when you mess his hair despite what he says cause he thinks 'it looks better'

Cold, but actually a soft, and caring person.

[deadghosy]

𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘!𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃