#slytherin x hufflepuff headcanon

[xeyesofstardust]

This is how I imagine a conversation between a Hufflepuff and 2 Slytherins when an apology is needed

Hufflepuff: You two need to calm down and apologize. Slytherin #1: Apolo...gize? Slytherin #2: What is this Apologize? (It's unclear if slytherins are just saying this so Hufflepuff won't be mad or if they are genuine about it.) Hufflepuff: (snaps) Stop it! Apologize on the cout 3. 1... 2... 3... Slytherin #1: Slytherin #2: Hufflepuff: Oh Merlin, forgive me! What is wrong with you two? Slytherin 1 & 2: I don't know. Hufflepuff: So you admit it... you have a problem? Slytherin 1 & 2: No.

[kaciebello]

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Theodore Nott

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[iamgonnagetyouback]

theodore nott x hufflepuff reader ⭑.ᐟ

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.

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[deadghosy]

I’m so sorry if you don’t take requests, but do you think you could possibly do the Slytherin boys with a Hufflepuff reader?

𝐒𝐋𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐇𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐅𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

A/N: sorry it took so long to get to your request. Here you go!

Tom Riddle

He says you’re “too” nice for him when he secretly likes how you take care of him.

He finds your presence endearing and comfortable. He may say that you are his home.

He will always protect you in his heart and mind.

And maybe he wants to be in your soul indeed.

Mattheo Riddle

Teases you for being nice. But will immediately defend you for being nice if someone tries to take advantage of your kindness.

He doesn’t play about you. Tell that to the people he sent to meet madam pomfrey

Either way it’s like a Doberman + golden retriever 💗

He’s your loyal protector

Theodore Nott

His stoic demeanor cracks so bad when you smile at him. He just loves you.

Even if you two are polar opposites, you are stuck like magnets to each other

He loves his badger, and you love your snake.

Every Slytherin needs their Hufflepuff support 🫶🏾🥹

Lorenzo Berkshire

Literally the most cutest slytherpuff/hufflerin couple ever

Sometimes you two are so sweet with pda that mattheo or Tom would walk back gagging. Mentally for Tom, but Mattheo is just built to just gag and be a hater fr 😭

But honestly you two are a healthy relationship!

10/10 good choice with being with Lorenzo

[slytherinsprincesss]

**MC staring longingly at Sebastian across the room being idiotic**

Poppy: So why aren’t you and Sebastian dating again?

MC: Because I’d destroy him…

Ominis: Trust me, he’d definitely be into that.

[wordsarelife]

—starlight

pairing: soft!mattheo riddle x fem!reader

summary: mattheo had been liking you for years and when you loose your cat, it's finally his time to prove how good of a boyfriend he would be

warnings: really small mention of a loved one dying

notes: y/n is a bit luna lovegood coded

the morning was hotter than the days before, even though it was slowly becoming fall. mattheo and his friends had decided to stay inside for the first time in weeks and were now sitting in the Iibrary, busy understanding their potions homework.

"so" enzo mumbled, the words a bit harder to recognize, because he had the tip of his quill between his lips "what is the answer to number eight?"

"if i tell you, you won't learn anything" theo, the only one who was really understanding the task at hand, groaned.

"yeah, but we would stop wasting our time" mattheo mumbled just silent enough so theo wouldn't hear. blaise, who sat next to him, laughed.

"come on, mate" draco started pleading "you know i normally get these, but it's so hot outside, i'd rather swim in the lake"

"well, you have to earn that first" theo was not budging under the pleading of his friends. blaise, draco, enzo and mattheo groaned simultaneously

"where is pansy? shouldn't she sit here with us and be annoyed at you?" blaise asked, while his eyes wandered to the empty spot next to draco, that was normally occupied by the girl.

"she's got detention with mcgonagall, i'm copying the answers for her" draco answered

"well, now that's unfair" mattheo shook his head "why don't you say anything about that, theo?"

it seemed like theo hadn't even listened to what his friends were talking about. he was busy reading the next number and looked up confused. "what?"

"forget it" mattheo hid his face in his hands, while blaise and enzo exchanged a look, rolling their eyes

"woah" blaise suddenly made next to him "isn't that y/n?"

mattheos head turned, so did the rest of his friend's.

it was indeed you. the slytherins watched in confusion how you climbed the ladder leaning against the shelf. their confusion only grew when you didn't stop climbing at the highest shelf, but used your arms to pull you up on top of the shelf.

"what is she doing?" enzo mumbled

“i have no clue” mattheo watched you closely, following your every move.

he had been kind of in love with you since the third grade. his friends found his crush on you quite interesting, considering you were a bit curious and weird, but somehow all of them agreed that it was in a cute way, a bit too stubborn, a bit too much in your own world.

maybe the carelessness and constant happy mood you were spotted with only added to their confusion. mattheo wasn’t normally the guy to go for girls like you. and it was out of the ordinary to see him as nervous as he was around you. girls normally didn't make him nervous, but you did.

they all gasped simultaneously, as one of your hands hit the shelf a bit too far left and almost made you fall down.

“oh” you said, both at your close call and their presence, you had only noticed them now. “hi” you used the hand that had almost caused you to fall to wave at them

“hey, y/n!” theo raised his hand, copying your greeting, while his eyes were still fixated on the potions book on the table in front of him. he was the only one of his friends who was also friends with you, a result of your similar interest in astronomy.

mattheo watched you closely. he had stood up to catch you, in case there was another close call. him and the rest of his friends watched you as you crawled along the shelf.

“what are you doing?” enzo asked, louder than he had planned which resulted in madam pince shushing him. "sorry" enzo cringed, but it was already too late.

his voice had been so loud and sudden, that it had made you shriek. like mattheo had predicted, you lost your balance and fell down the shelf. luckily, he caught you before you could hit the ground.

“thanks” you smiled, patting his chest and climbing out of his arms.

mattheo was stunned at how relaxed you still were after almost falling to your death. well, maybe not death but you still could've gotten hurt really bad.

“i was looking for my cat” you smiled as if it was the most logical explanation, answering enzo’s question, without any hard feeling about him causing you to fall. “but she isn’t up there”

“ahh, alright” enzo nodded, acting like he understood what you were talking about, but he looked as lost as mattheo felt.

“see you later” you waved your hand at the boys before you turned around and left the library.

mattheo quickly grabbed his potions book, ready to follow you.

“what are you doing?” theo looked at him with narrowed eyes, almost sounding offended “we haven’t finished number nine yet”

“i was trying to..” mattheo trailed off, pointing at where you had last stood

“go” draco directed, pushing theo, who was ready to get up and discuss things with mattheo, back down in his seat.

blaise plastered a hand over theo’s mouth as he started protesting. mattheo nodded at his friends, silently thanking them, before he ran out of the library, hoping to still catch you.

to his luck, you had enough time on you to walk through the halls slowly.

“hey” mattheo breathed, matching your step “do you need help looking for your cat?”

“sure” you seemed happy enough about his suggestion “her name is starlight, but she doesn’t really answer to that, so there’s no point in calling her”

“okay” mattheo nodded “and she normally spends her time on top of the library shelves?”

“sometimes” you shrugged “she mostly spends her time all over the castle”

“do you often do things like that?”

“what?” you smiled “climb on top of shelves and let pretty boys catch me? not really, no” you shook your head laughing, while mattheo was still stuck on what you had described him as.

“how does starlight look like?” he tried a different approach as he followed you through the halls, almost sure you were heading to the astronomy tower.

“she’s a ginger cat”

“well, that’s explains a lot” mattheo laughed and you joined in “why doesn’t she answer to her name?”

“she belonged to my grandfather, she would only ever answer his calling, or react to his voice in general” you explained “he died a few months ago and my parents thought about giving her away, so she's now staying with me”

“that’s sad” mattheo frowned “i’m sorry about your loss”

“don’t be” you smiled up at him with big eyes and he almost missed a step on the way up. “he wasn’t the nicest, i don’t think he even liked anyone apart from his cat, but she’s nice enough most of the time”

“i get it” mattheo nodded understandingly “so where would she normally hide?” he looked around the room, trying to spot the orange fur of your cat. now that he thought about it, he remembered you chasing her around the halls a few times.

“you mind helping me up?” you pointed at the wooden beam over both of your heads

“seems like she prefers the higher spots, huh?” mattheo asked sarcastically, before he picked you up without another word of protest

you climbed on top of the beam, turning your head, before you finally shook it and mattheo helped you back down.

“where could she be if she isn’t here either?”

“i have one last spot in mind” you nodded, thinking “if she isn’t there, then i don’t know where she could still be”

“well, hopefully she is”

“as long as she’s fine” you smiled

mattheo followed you back down the steps of the tower, pending what he could still ask you. he wouldn’t waste any time he could spend with you, he would make the most of it.

his mind was racing, trying to come up with something, but the only thing he could remember was the list of thirty six questions blaise had shown him the day before, swearing that those were the best icebreakers at a first date.

well, this was far from a first date, but it did not hurt to try

“given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest?” he muttered, recalling the first question.

your face lit up at his sudden question. “that’s a fun question” you smiled “let me think about it. does the person have to be alive?”

mattheo shook his head

“well then i would pick my grandmother, i think” you smiled, deep in thought “she was a great woman. i remember my grandfather being a decent person back when she was alive. she used to make these crocheted hats for me. i have them in almost every color”

“that sounds nice” mattheo smiled as he noticed how your features lit up while talking about your grandma. he followed you into the great hall, not even questioning it.

“what about you?” you asked him, taking a quick turn and walking up the steps around the wall of the entryway.

“what about me?” mattheo repeated confused

“yeah” you laughed at his forgetfulness “who would you have dinner with?”

“i don’t know” mattheo shrugged

“i don’t accept that answer” you shook your head “i can't believe that no one comes to mind at that”

there was someone coming to mattheo’s mind. but he couldn’t tell you. right now, he only wanted to have dinner with one person and that person was you, and maybe your cat, because not finding her would probably mean that you would be sad otherwise.

“merlin” mattheo answered quickly and you raised your eyebrows

“fan?”

“the biggest” mattheo grinned and cringed the moment your eyes left his face. he was ready to turn around and run away, but your sudden calling kept him from it.

“starlight!” you laughed, holding out your arms and catching the orange cat that had been about to fall from the highest shelf.

“hey” mattheo cooed, softly stroking the cat’s head. the cat hissed at him and he quickly pulled his hand back.

“she likes you” you smiled brightly despite starlight proving the opposite.

“you really think so?” mattheo asked unsurely.

“of course” you were pulling the cat close to your chest “she’s smiling at you”

mattheo wasn’t so sure about that. starlight looked like she was ready to claw his eyes out if left unattended in the same room.

starlight settled on top of your shoulder as you began to walk back down the stairs. mattheo was ready to follow, but starlight hissed at him over you shoulder and it took him a second longer to catch up to you.

despite anything you had previously said, he was sure that that cat absolutely loved you, even if she often spend her time sleeping in the most ridiculous places and making you search for her. he was sure you loved her just as much, even you had so casually talked about the cat's situation he had noticed that you couldn't have endured your parents just giving her away. he had also noticed the worry in your eyes when stalright hadn't been in the astronomy tower.

additional to that, he was also sure she already hated him. maybe she could sense the inappropriate thoughts he sometimes had about you.

“thank you for your help” you had walked mattheo back to the doors of the library, after he had claimed that his friends would probably appreciate his return to finish the homework.

“no problem” he smiled and he had almost sighed at how pretty you were, just simply standing in front of him “i’d do anything” he mumbled under his breath.

“what?” you laughed, not having understood a sound of what he had mumbled. starlight was busy playing with a strand of your hair. mattheo had to smile at that and you mirrored his expression.

“doesn’t matter” mattheo shrugged and his smile grew brighter as he watched you laugh at him.

you softly held a hand in front of starlight's eyes, before you stood on your tiptoes, softly kissing mattheo's cheek. “thank you, maybe we could have dinner some day” you said, before you waved him a final goodbye “say goodbye starlight” the cat hissed at him once again and you smiled pleased, before you turned around and walked back in the direction of your dorm.

“i’d do anything” mattheo repeated his earlier words when you were far enough away. his cheeks were red and his hand touched the spot on which your lips had rested a few seconds ago. “anything”

[deadsnakey]

𝐒𝐋𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 —> 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄˚ᡴꪫ

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જ⁀➴ remembers all of your orders and all your favorite snacks, drinks, food, etc. he wants to make sure to always make you happy.

જ⁀➴ main love language being acts of service and quality time. Loves soaking up your presence and just being near you. He doesn't mind doing things for you either.

જ⁀➴ always speaks Italian when upset, angry, yelling. Probably teaches you a good amount of Italian so y'all can say wtvr and shit talk abt someone right in front of them.

જ⁀➴ smoking sessions together unless you dont smoke; won't smoke around you if you have asthma, etc.

જ⁀➴ a lot of forehead kisses.

જ⁀➴ loves buying you stuff he thinks you'd like or know you'd like.

જ⁀➴ tbh he loves seeing you happy so gifting you things is something he's more then happy to do so don't worry about doing anything in return, he's not expecting anything in return.

જ⁀➴ loves it if you get your nails done, thinks they're also so gorgeous on you and will gladly send you money for it.

જ⁀➴ matching bracelets because you wanted too.

જ⁀➴ he's so whipped for you, same with mattheo, you have to know him in order for him to open up to you and genuinely see he's such a sweet guy and has good intentions.

જ⁀➴ very soft for you, huge soft spot only for you tbh and will admit it when his friends tease him about it, he ain't ashamed of loving his girl.

જ⁀➴ if he hears you complaining that you're running out on something or noticed you are, he'll casually just get you more of it and hand it to you like it was nothing.

જ⁀➴ like bae....that perfume was limited addition and $689 wdym?!?

જ⁀➴ will bake for you!!!! loves taking care of you and helping you, really. it makes him feel wanted especially when you come to him first.

જ⁀➴ shares his things with you, he doesn't mind sharing with you, only you. belongings or food.

A/n the most I could do considering I have very little motivation rn.

[ambitiouspotions]

GOING STEADY | FRED WEASLEY | HEADCANONS

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he’s a complete flirt, but fumbled over his words when asking you to be his girlfriend/boyfriend/partner

is a master hustler and gambler; uses his winnings to add charms to a charm bracelet he had previously purchased

mildly annoying antics just so you pay attention to him while you study; hiding your quills, crumpling just the edges of the parchment, putting your school back just out of reach

kissing your temple when he is in a rush to get somewhere

much more of a savory lover than sweets; always gives over his dessert at lunch and dinner

hates doing laundry to the point where he will attempt to fit in your clothes

doesn’t see the point in getting you flowers because they die

the first one to always apologize after an argument

constant bear hugs and lifting you to hug tighter

secret hand signals and code language that even george can’t figure out so only he can communicate with you

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pictures found on pinterest, edits made by AMBITIOUSPOTIONS are mushed together on canva

[rottenherbs]

Time For Me? // F.W x reader

Summary: Fred is jealous is over your several hobbies and tries you pull you away for some alone time

Word count: 605

Authors note: a shorty! My requests are open for any little quips or ideas you want or imagine for yourself. <3

[masterlist]

Much love, Saige

Fred loved how involved you were in school and honestly anything that caught your eye. He could listen to you talk for hours on anything you were currently interested in. Whether it was a new book, a new club, a new hobby, or even just a new recipe that the house elf’s seemed to try out that morning for breakfast. You noticed the little things that others overlooked and it made his heart swell.

It was only until he felt as if your time together was distracted by outside projects, that he selfishly felt he wanted to intervene.

“Darling?” Fred mumbled announcing his presence. He walked up behind you and placed his hands on the top of your shoulders, rubbing them lovingly.

“Hmmmm” You replied lazily. Your focus was on the sheet in front of you. A pile of books and scrap information surrounded the table haphazardly. The sight was one to behold, but Fred had no issue waiting patiently for you to finish before interrupting your train of thought again.

You read for a second more before setting the paper down and leaning back into Fred's body, sighing loudly as you relished in his touch. He bent down and kissed the top of your head, not stopping his hands from massaging the tension from your body. He could feel the knots in your back, realizing that you had to have been sitting there for hours.

“Hi my love.. I'm sorry.” You turned to face him, his smile small yet still soft as he tried to decipher what you were reading. You followed his eyes to the work on the table and smiled. “Professor Mcgonagal had given me some works on Obscurials.” You paused, handing Fred the paper you held. ”It's quite sad honestly, but deeply fascinating.”

You watched his eyes trace over the paragraphs, skimming and bouncing around trying to take in everything quickly.

”It’s…” Fred started, trying to find the right words so as not to offend, but truthfully he was bored and would rather be hanging out with you, talking about something more frivolous.

”It’s a lot.” He moaned, handing the paper back to you. You nodded in agreement, able to notice the discontent on his face. You set the paper down and turned your body to face him entirely, grabbing his hands and holding them in your own.

“So.. What's going on in Freds mind.” You quipped, looking up at the boy hoping to figure out what he was up to.

“Just you..” He smiled, happy to have your undivided attention.

”How about we get out of here.” He tugged on your hands, urging you to stand from the stiff desk. “Let’s get outside. Let's go on an adventure.” He whined further, his small smirk turning into a forced pout.

”I suppose I could read more later…” You trailed, looking back at the pile of papers, almost tugging your attention between it and Fred.

“Come onnn. You deserve a break.” He whined, leaning down and kissing your hands, his warm lips almost levitating you from your seat. “Make some time for little ol me?” He smirked, seeing his charm work almost instantly.

“How can I say no to that face eh?” You giggled, following his movements out of the room. His hand was tightly engulfed in yours, laughing and twirling you around the room.

It only took a second, but before you knew it, you couldn’t remember what you were reading about. Only the sight of the red head boy leading you through the halls immersed your senses, bringing you back to childlike wonder and the simple pleasures of the castle.

[syymplypotter]

၄⋆၃ harry potter as your boyfriend

pairings: harry james potter x fem!reader

a/n: this is my first time writing things like this so if it’s bad or not long enough then i’m sorry, i’m not used to writing things like this.

ꕥ• his love language is definitely acts of service. whether it’s getting you breakfast in the morning or helping you with homework, he needs to make sure you never have to worry about silly like errands.

ꕥ• his favourite body part of your is definitely your hair. his favourite thing to do is play with your hair when you’re freshly out the shower. he just loves the smell of you shampoo and the feeling of your silky hair under his rough skin

ꕥ• he doesn’t get jealous easily but when it does it’s horrifying. he doesn’t physically do anything in the moment, instead he death stares everyone. he doesn’t care who it is. no one dares to go near him and this shows just how scary he looks.

ꕥ• he loves to buy you flowers, he thinks his pretty girl deserves something just as gorgeous as her. he knows your favourite flowers and buys them from the best florists in Hogwarts. He always keeps a flower for himself so he knows when to buy you new ones.

ꕥ• he’s memorised your entire schedule just so he can wait outside of your class and walk you to your next one.

ꕥ• loves to take you out of dates. Some days the two of you just go out on walks, enjoying each other’s company and enjoying the fresh air. Other days harry would surprise you with a date to your favourite fancy restaurant to enjoy dinner and some wine together.

ꕥ• harry loves you. he think you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him and he can never ask for a better partner than you.

thank you sm for reading <3

comments are reblogs are appreciated

[writing-wh0re]

“Read it to me, darling.”

♥ pairing: george weasley x fem!reader

♥ summary: Based on this ask “you're reading a book and its so good, you dont notice george back from pratice. So he wants to test how much you love the book. ”

♥ warnings: smut 18+, oral, male performing oral, smut book (?), fingering, pussy eating, smut with little to zero plot.

♥ wc: 1090

♥ masterlist & taglist

You were surprised how quickly you were getting through this book. Determined and excited to start the third instalment in the series. 

George had been out for hours, you had noticed the rain softly washing against the window, wondering when he would pop back in to see you again. Although it wouldn’t surprise you if he kept practising in the rain. 

You eyes skim over the words, a small smile on your face as Archer and Astrid, the two main characters finally shared their first kiss. You continue to read ahead, pulling the strawberry lollipop from your lips as you turn the page, excitement filling your body. You place the sweet back in your mouth, sinking down into the bed a little bit more, knowing your coming up to the juicy part of the novel. Small butterflies fill your stomach as Archer and Astrid pine over each other, both taking their relationship to the next level, solidifying their love. 

“Love?”

“Sweetheart?”

Your book falls into your lap, your face a slight tint of pink, eyes adjusting to the man in front of you. Slightly wet with rain and sweat, his shirt off and on the end of the bed. Your eyes rake over his body, your mind wandering back to your book as you rub your thighs together, which doesn’t go as unnoticed as you thought. 

“Sorry.” You shake your head, pulling the blanket up your body, feeling a slight shame for being caught with smut. 

George smirks, taking the lollipop from between your lips, slightly glossy with sticky strawberry residue and spit. He places the sweet in his mouth, his hand under your chin. Tilting your face to look up at him. 

“Love, don't tell me I’m losing you to your book boyfriend.” 

You pout slightly, before you can speak the lollipop is back against your lips. You frown, swirling your tongue around the sweet, watching George’s eyes lock onto your actions as the bed dips under his weight, him resting on his knees in front of you. 

“Please keep reading.” He insists, a swift wink sent your way. Moving the blanket off your legs. 

A gasp falls past your lips, your fingers gripping the stem of the lollipop to ensure its safety. 

“George, I don’t-”

He places his hand around your throat, his face inches from yours, the sweet smell of strawberry wafting between you. 

“Shh, darling, I simply can’t take you away from this book, I’ll occupy myself.” 

George grabs the book from your lap, his eyes quickly skimming the words, a small smirk on his lips. He tuts, shaking his head before, his fingers tracing down the top of your thighs, slipping between your legs, tracing the outside of your panties. 

“Ah, no wonder your panties are wet.” 

Blush creeps across your face, your eyes slightly wide as the embarrassment of him reading the smut washes over you. You bury your head in the book, wishing it would swallow you and help you escape this shame. 

George chuckles, laying down on his stomach, his lips kissing up your thighs, biting the soft skin with every second kiss. 

“I want to know who you prefer by the end.”

His fingers hook inside your panties, pulling them down your legs. 

“Me or your fictional man.” 

You roll your eyes, your heart hammering in your chest. 

“Don’t be like that.” You mumble, his warm breath fanning against your folds. 

“If you stop, I stop.” His tongue softly licks up and down your slit, an eruption of butterflies soars through your stomach. 

“George.” You whisper moan, heat filling your body. 

“Don’t stop love, I'm enjoying this.” 

You sigh, picking the book up and resuming where you left off. George kisses your folds, his tongue slipping back between them, circling your clit while you re-read the same sentence. 

Fuck, this is harder than it seems. 

“Yes.” You moan, your grip on the book tightening, your hips rocking slightly. 

“Read it to me, darling.” 

“Uh.” The sound falls from your lips as his wraps around your clit, sucking on the sensitive bud. Your eyes lock with his as he softly drags his tongue up your slit. 

“Enlighten me, I won’t ask again.” 

You nod, quickly picking the book back up and finding where you left off while George continues to play with your pussy. You clear your throat before reading aloud to him. 

“Archer gripped Astrid's hair, his hand pulling the strands around his palm. He liked the contrast between her red locks and his skin. He continued to thrust into her with heated passion- Fuck George uh.”

George chuckles against your clit, his fingers now slowly pulling in and out of you. 

“Astrid moaned something that caused Archer to slow his thrusts, wanting to hear- fuck just like that - wanting to hear more of what she could offer him. He knew if he kept it at this pace she would beg, a situation Archer only dreamt of. Astrid rocked her hips back, Archer's grip tightening on the strands of hair, pulling her back against his chest, his hands falling from her fiery red locks and groping - George Oh- her bo- Yes, Yes, uhh - her boobs.” 

Your head tilts back, George's pace picking up both his fingers and his tongue. The book falls on your chest, your finger tangling in his hair, chasing your hair. You rock your hips against his lips, his hands slipping under you and squeezing your ass, helping to support your slightly elevated angle. 

“I’m close.” 

George simply responds by humming against your clit, his fingers curling inside of you. Your back arches off the bed, your book falling off your chest and onto the floor with a small thud. 

“C-cumming” You moan, your vision blurry as you squeeze your eyes shut.Your teeth biting against the strawberry lollipop as it shatters in your mouth. George slows his actions, small aftershocks shooting through your body, your legs twitching. You release a deep sigh as George pulls his fingers out of your pussy, his lips glistening with a mix of your wetness and cum. 

He reaches for the lollipop stick between your teeth. You simply open your mouth showing him the shattered remnants as he smirks, leaning forward and capturing your tongue in his mouth. Intertwining his with yours and savouring the strawberry flavour before pulling away with a lick of his lips. 

“You should read to me more often.” 

You simply blush, hiding your face in your hands and pulling the blanket back up over your legs. 

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[lidiasloca]

Hii how are you? I like your blog<33 Can I make a request about George Weasley? The reader is a Slytherin. There is a romantic attraction between George and the reader; they may even become lovers. One day, while the two are talking, George asks her why the Sorting Hat thought about her for so long in the past. The other house the Sorting Hat had in mind for her was Gryffindor. She has always kept it a secret because of her family, but finally decides to tell George about it.~

george's slytherin girl

george weasley x you

fluff

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“Just tell me,” George urged for the fifth time that afternoon. It didn’t help that he was hugging you around the waist as you lay on the sofa, his sweet caresses further coercing you.

“No,” you laughed, feeling helpless against his curiosity. “It’s embarrassing.”

“Ugh,” he groaned in feigned frustration. “That just makes me want to know even more.” He squeezed your waist, making you giggle. “Tell me why the Sorting Hat took so long with you.”

You pressed your lips together, pondering whether to finally give in and confess. It had all happened such a long time ago—yet George still remembered that ridiculous Sorting Hat perched on your head. Maybe you could tell him after all.

“Alright,” you mumbled, feeling defeated.

He let out a childish giggle of pure joy, clapping his hands together like an overexcited child—although he was far from it.

“Well, do you remember we had already seen each other before the Sorting?” You waited for him to nod. “And do you recall how I went red immediately? How I tried to hide from you?”

“I didn’t think you were trying to hide from me. Was I that hideous?” he asked, grinning like a fool.

You pointedly ignored him. “Well, I was very timid back then. Very.” You took a breath. “And I kind of liked you—very much.”

His grin morphed into a cocky smirk. “Did you, now?”

“Oh, shut up.” He pretended to zip his lips. “And then it was the ceremony. You got sorted into Gryffindor, and when the Sorting Hat was on my head, I prayed it wouldn’t put me in the same house as you. I knew I’d live with the constant fear and hope of finding you around every corner. So, I begged. The Sorting Hat’s first guess was to put me in Gryffindor, but after hearing my prayer, it kindly placed me in Slytherin.”

You feared you had rushed through the story when you saw the surprised look on George’s face.

“Say something,” you said, a hint of desperation creeping into your voice.

“Sweetheart…” he breathed.

“What?” you asked, nerves bubbling up inside you.

Then he burst out laughing. He laughed and laughed at your serious face. At last, catching his breath, he said, “You are so adorable, Y/N. You got into Slytherin because you had a crush on me—shouldn’t that be in Hogwarts history books?”

“Oh, shut up.”

“No, really. It’s actually a pity we aren’t in the same house.”

“No, it’s not. I couldn’t have borne more than a few minutes in your presence.”

“Liar,” he replied lovingly, still sporting that smirk.

“Besides,” you continued, “I love Slytherin.”

“Alright, that’s true. But still, if you were in Gryffindor, we wouldn’t have to fight anyone who finds us in the common room,” he remarked, raising an eyebrow.

“And that’s exactly why I know I’m perfectly suited for Slytherin. I love a good quarrel.” He chuckled at the sight of your mischievous smirk. 

“My Slytherin girl.”

-Characters by J K Rowling

a/n: maybe not the sort of mistery fic you asked for, anon. hope you enjoyed it nonethelss. i really liked the idea 💞

[kaciebello]

Pictures I posted...

Mattheo Riddle

Masterlist Social media masterlist ☀ synopsis: in which the boys do their own take on a trend that shows how he tried to confess to his crush over various Instagram stories genre: one shot smau, fake texts, fluff, warnings: fem pronouns, fluff everywhere

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[radical-ghostface]

His hair is a little messy today.

[deadghosy]

how do you think Ominis would react to reader being in hufflepuff!! Like they’re together romantically 🙏

OMINIS REACTING TO HAVING A HUFFLEPUFF LOVER

I think he would be surprised a hufflepuff like you would be his lover.

You’re too kind for this world, you’re too kind for him.

When you confessed your love to him, he thought maybe you were just playing with him. But the more he sensed the truth in your heart beat. His face bursted into a flames and he accepted.

That’s how you became his partner.

You two are the most adorable couple in 5th year.

He loves you never less, you’re his other half surprisingly.

He’d honestly want you away from his family and keep you a secret from them. He can’t risk you getting hurt.

Locking pinkies or just arms to show subtle affection.

Oddly he likes how you help him fix his hair and clothing if he messes up a bit.

I feel like his reaction to when it sets in that you two are actually together. He would slowly smile. Just happy to have someone to love mostly.

Plus, every Slytherin need their emotional support hufflepuff 🫶🏾💗

[xeyesofstardust]

How I imagine an encounter between a Hufflepuff and a Slytherin would go when the Hufflepuff had been out sick for a long period of time.

*Hufflepuff walks into class, but is promptly blocked*

Slytherin: * stares intensely * You were gone! Hufflepuff: Oh yes, I was sick. Sytherin: * without blinking * You were gone. Hufflepuff: What about it? Slytherine: You were gone, and I... noticed. Hufflepuff: Uh– Slytherin: You were gone and I bloody noticed.