#soft!mattheo riddle

[eternalbuckley]

just thinking about soft!mattheo that only you can experience <33 you’re his soft spot and safe place. you‘ve got him completely wrapped around your finger and he‘d do anything for you as long as it keeps you happy, you can’t change my mind.

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[actually-mentally-ill]

[leona-hawthorne]

so many people write mattheo to be a cold-hearted, womanizing bastard and while i absolutely love reading that mattheo (🙈), i am a firm believer that he’d be the biggest sweetheart when you’re dating him.

don’t get me wrong, he would absolutely be a cold hearted womanizing bastard… at first. after meeting you, he’d still be reserved, arrogant, rude. but somehow, you manage to sneak past the steel barriers he has surrounding his heart.

and when he realizes this, he’d push you away in every way possible. you offer him your notes when he misses class? “fuck off, i don’t need them. trust me, i’ve got a hundred other lap dogs doing that shit for me.”

and his heart would break a little when he’d see your confused frown, but he’d push the guilt down. love is vulnerability. vulnerability is weakness. that’s what he was taught and that’s what he lived by.

but oh, you’re just too perfect. your pretty little face, your sweet voice, the way your eyes light up when you’re talking about muggle studies or baby rabbits, the way you refuse to leave your dorm without your lucky jewlery. it melted the ice around his heart. he never stood a chance.

so he’d give into your affections at some point. and yes, he’d be the scary, possessive boyfriend everyone expects. he’d throw a punch at anyone who dared to touch you wrong or even look at you wrong. but that’s just the mattheo everyone knows. the mattheo you know is a sweetheart. never allowing you to open your own door or pull out your own chair, braiding your hair for you or helping you put it up at night, spoiling you with every candy, piece of clothing, and stuffed animal you want, tying your shoelaces for you, calling you princess.

and let me tell you, this man is the biggest whore for cuddles. he tells you that sleeping in your presence keeps the nightmares at bay and while that’s true, the real reason why he won’t sleep without cuddles is because he simply needs to feel you as close as possible. he needs your hands playing with his hair or your nails scratching his back. and you can’t even try stopping the movements of your hands because trust me, he is an incredibly annoying whiner. “babyyyy keep going.”

skin-to-skin cuddling is even better. he’ll take his shirt off and force you to do the same, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling your back into his chest. it’s not sexual; he just needs to feel you as close to him as possible, and your bare skin against his just happens to be the closest thing he has to crawling inside your skin and living there.

my point here is basically that mattheo riddle is a soft boy when he’s in love and i will die on this hill!

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[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”

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SOFT CRYBABY! MATTHEO X READER

A/N: I did this for fun because of the pictures I found on Pinterest🤭

Crybaby mattheo! who only cries when he’s overstimulated towards you. He hates keeping the bad boy persona up. But when it’s you, he can crack down.

Crybaby mattheo! who always whines about how he hates being the son of the dark lord. Rubbing his head in your neck

Crybaby mattheo! who finds comfort in your presence

Crybaby mattheo! who cries to you about those darkening nightmares he would have. He just wants them to stop.

Crybaby mattheo! who’s eyes tear up when you cup his face.

Crybaby mattheo! who would absolutely hide his face when crying also. Hating how his eyes get puffy afterwards.

Crybaby mattheo! who’s jaw tightens. His throat and mouth feels dry when trying to express his feelings

Crybaby mattheo! who just wants you to hold him

Crybaby mattheo! who feels his throat tightening when you console him. He wants you to console him more that he’s enough.

Crybaby mattheo! who sometimes just stays quiet when looking at you with those puppy eyes. Tears slowly dropping to his chin.

Crybaby mattheo! who would close his eyes when you comb through his hair with your hand.

Crybaby mattheo! who hates when you try to baby him. Even though he’s your sweet boy behind the curtains.

Crybaby mattheo! who looks up with those beautiful teary eyelashes. Poor baby doesn’t want to seem weak, but you bring this side out of him.

Crybaby mattheo! who wants to be your only crybaby in secret. He loves you too much to even let you go.

[apparentlytheproblem]

Theodore nott x Gryffindor fem! Reader fluff and soft smut she’s reading in his lap while he’s leaning against the bedpost reading with her holding the book and Turing the pages while she keeps reading it and it’s super smutty (maybe the actors spin-off book abt nesta and cassian-) and she just traces his arm veins while they read (and if you decide to make it smutty pls make the reader LOVE LOVE LOVE his hands, abs, arm viens-)

a l l u r i n g

fandom- Harry Potter

pairing(s)- theodore nott

a/n: hullo, I have my midterm math exam on Monday so its all rushed and i barely have time to post but this has me screaming and crying all at once. i could not find any hardcore smut from a court of silver flames , I couldn't find any hardcore smut from court of silver flames, I'm so sorry abt that. the scene you're reading out loud is written by none other than @lustingbones, featuring Dick Grayson. I've written her fanfic in cursive so as to not get confused. she has single handedly created an obsession for nightwing in me. here's the link to the inspiration :) requests are forever open, luv, teddy

requested- yes

warnings- mf this is an advanced apology, i've never written smut. i've never even held someone's hand romantically, hell, i can't even keep eye contact, soft smut, fluffy, vulgar language, they both are minors, no protection is mentioned, it might make you uncomfortable, the reading of smut, the writing of smut

The sleeves of your black satin shirt had already fallen down your arms, the shirt itself was only being held up by two thin chains over your shoulder. it was basically as good as transparent, there wasn't a thing you couldn't see through it.

Theodore had leaned himself on his bedpost, his shirt was long gone. You were reading to him, your legs were on either side of his hips, your ass was cupped by his hand as he found utter joy in this situation. Your breasts were Infront of his face as he struggled not to get hard under you so quickly. Theo was never this grateful for being taller than you, he could just look down at you and get a perfect view. he wanted nothing more than to hold them in his hands and squeeze it or just rip the shirt off at this point.

"He moaned softly at the squelch of your cunt swallowing him, a creamy white ring surrounding the base of his cock every moment he pulled out."

your flingers grazed the hoops of his trousers, hooking them absentmindedly. sometimes they paused and was placed next to his hips.

“D-Dick, p-please baby-” a hitch in your voice. you could feel your pussy, but more than that, you could feel a lump in his pants.

"its so attractive when you say baby like that, but when i fuck you, its gonna be theo" he mumbled by leaning closer to your ear.

all you could do is nod as he signaled for you to continue.

“Gotta breed you baby.. Show all these fuckers that you’re mine and get you pregnant. You’d like that huh? All full with my baby, my cum deep inside this needy lil’ pussy, hm? You want that princess?” You felt him smirk against your skin as he never faltered, his cock reaching so deep inside you–fuck this man would be the end of you."

Theo's eyes were fixated on you. the way your voice was wavering, the way you squeezed your thighs, how a blush crept to your face. he loved how you got so shy with the pregnancy kink. it made him wonder if she had one herself.

"you're into that? why read about it when i can give you the full experience in 6D?"

you tried to waver him off, this was the last thing you needed in this situation

" "All I do is treat you so fuckin’ well, don’t I?” Dick mumbled as his fingers started to toy with your clit, his middle finger rubbing the sensitive nub in circles as he continued his brutal pace on your weeping cunt. “F-fuck..” he whined as he pulled away for a moment to look down at where the two of you were connected, his cum from earlier rounds already starting to pool onto the bedsheets and trailing down your thighs. “S’good to me, ya know that? Such a good girl..” Fuck it was starting to become too much for him, but it felt so fucking good.."

you could feel your own pussy throbbing. If you were being honest to yourself, you were thinking about you and Theodore. your head keeps going to the idea of him saying this to you, doing this to you and feeling him so hard just got you more turned on.

“G-Gonna come, Dee–fuck!” you whimpered as you fell back into the sheets with your face squished against the pillows, gripping the blanket into your hands tightly."

your palm grazed his veiny arms, has he been working out? they've gotten so big..

“F-fuckin’ come baby, come all over this cock..” He coos through clenched teeth, his nails lightly digging into your plush skin as his thrusts sped up."

from palms to fingernails, they slowly trail up his forearm and roamed around his chest.

"Whiney breaths leave your throat as your climax starts building, before the coil in your tummy finally snaps, your juices gushing around him as he let out a whine and threw his head back."

you find yourself adjusting to place your pussy right above his cock. you could see his face trying to not to show any signs of satisfaction. that was all you needed.

“C-Come inside me, Dick–please!” you squeal with your face squished into the pillow to muffle your needy whines as his cock twitched inside you." 

all he could concentrate about is trying not to break character. his eyes fixated on the elegant curve of your back beneath the clear fabric. her rough voice ran through his head in circles. he lifted an arm from his side, letting it play with the bottom buttons, almost only leaving one left. The only thing covering you up.

“I know baby, I know–fuckk!” he groaned as you felt him release inside you, thick ropes of his cum painting your walls a creamy white, giving a few shallow thrusts before stilling inside you, pants and heavy breathing leaving both of your lips as you sat in silence."

you ran your arms down his abs, he loved your not so secret fixation you had for them. but you loved it more.

"You whine as you try to crawl away from his needy hands before he grabs you by the waist and pulls you back to flip you onto your back, a few pieces of his hair stuck to his forehead as he looks down at you with a grin painting his plush lips. Gosh it’s like he was trying to kill you."

“Said ya’ wanted to help me..” he cooed as he leant down with his lips ghosting over yours. "

“So, help me..”

Theodore was done. He gently picked the book from your hand and placed it on his nightstand. both his hands went under your thighs as to place you on the bed so he could tower over you, his chain dangling Infront of your eyes.

"hi handsome" you said peering up to him. you pulled his arm to examine it. his veins looked so hot, just absolutley lovley to have around you.

"hey beautiful"

you take his hand, a quiet smile made way too your face as you rest it on your breasts

Theodore felt your hands as it unzipped his trousers leaving him in boxers. your hand slid up and down his dick in slow strokes, just to drive him mad.

he takes her into my arms still kneeling, hitching your leg around his torso before pulling you as close as possible. The kisses you shared were soft, unbothered needy but never rushed.

[theodorenmyth]

Mattheo and Enzo sharing a lover who kinda sleeps very deeply to the point mattheo may joke that reader is dead in their sleep. Probably so Enzo is like “don’t say that!” Because it’s an actual thing. So now when ever reader deeply sleep Enzo and mattheo have to check their breathing

Dreams and Reality

Pairings : Mattheo Riddle x GN! Reader x Lorenzo Berkshire

Summary : Nestled between Mattheo Riddle and Lorenzo Berkshire, you find comfort in their warmth and presence. However, your deep sleep becomes a point of concern for them, leading to a mix of playful jokes and genuine worry. Mattheo's dark humor and Enzo's protective nature bring light to the love and care they both have for you. Through heartfelt conversations and shared moments, you come to understand the depth of their concern and the strength of your bond. No matter how deeply you sleep, Mattheo and Enzo's unwavering presence ensures your safety and comfort, reminding you that you are cherished and protected in their arms.

A/n : Enjoy (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

Warnings) : nothing

Word count : 1.1k+

The heavy curtains are drawn, allowing only a sliver of moonlight to pierce the darkness of the room. You lie nestled between Mattheo Riddle and Lorenzo Berkshire, their bodies a comforting presence on either side of you. The soft, rhythmic sounds of their breathing create a lullaby that almost sends you deeper into your already profound sleep.

Mattheo's hand rests lightly on your shoulder, his fingers occasionally twitching as if to reassure himself of your presence. Lorenzo, or Enzo as you affectionately call him, has an arm draped protectively over your waist, his face buried in the crook of your neck. The warmth of their bodies is an anchor in the night, grounding you in this shared space of intimacy.

It's in moments like these that Mattheo's dark humor surfaces, a defense mechanism against the vulnerability he rarely allows himself to show. His voice is a soft murmur in the stillness, "You know, sometimes I think you're dead when you sleep this deeply."

Enzo's head snaps up, eyes wide and glinting with a mix of annoyance and genuine concern. "Don’t say that, Mattheo! It's not funny."

You stir slightly at the sound of their voices but remain blissfully unaware of the conversation happening around you. Mattheo rolls his eyes, though there's a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Relax, Enzo. I’m just joking. But seriously, they sleep like the dead."

Enzo's grip on you tightens almost imperceptibly. "Jokes like that aren’t funny when it's actually a thing, Mattheo. You know how worried I get."

Mattheo's expression softens, and he reaches over to brush a strand of hair from your face. "I know. I’m sorry. It's just... they seem so peaceful when they sleep. Like nothing can touch them."

Enzo sighs, his features relaxing a bit. "I get it. But still, I wish you wouldn’t joke about it. We should check their breathing."

You feel a slight shift as Enzo moves, his fingers gently pressing against the pulse point on your neck. He holds his breath, counting the steady beats beneath his fingertips. Satisfied, he relaxes back into the bed, his body curling protectively around yours once more.

"They’re fine," he murmurs, mostly to himself.

Mattheo's hand joins Enzo's, resting lightly on your chest to feel the slow rise and fall of your breathing. "Yeah, they’re fine," he echoes, more for Enzo's reassurance than his own.

In the morning, the sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. You stretch, feeling the comforting weight of both Mattheo and Enzo beside you. They’re already awake, watching you with a mix of affection and something else you can't quite place.

"Good morning," you say, your voice thick with sleep.

"Morning," they reply in unison, their voices a harmonious blend of relief and warmth.

You notice the way they exchange a glance, a silent conversation passing between them. "What’s up with you two?" you ask, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Mattheo chuckles, shaking his head. "Nothing. Just making sure you're still with us."

Enzo nudges him with his elbow. "Don’t mind him. He’s just being dramatic."

You raise an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "Okay, now you have to tell me."

Enzo sighs, his hand finding yours beneath the covers. "It's just... you sleep so deeply sometimes. It worries us."

Mattheo nods, his expression more serious now. "Yeah. We just... want to make sure you're okay."

You feel a warmth spread through you at their concern, your heart swelling with affection for these two men who care so deeply. "I’m fine, really. Just a heavy sleeper."

Enzo's thumb strokes the back of your hand. "We know. But humor us, okay? Let us check every now and then."

You nod, understanding the need behind their request. "Okay. If it makes you feel better."

Mattheo's usual smirk returns, and he leans in to press a kiss to your forehead. "It does."

The day passes in a blur of activities and laughter. The three of you navigate your shared life with ease, the bond between you growing stronger with each passing moment. The deep connection you share is evident in the way you move around each other, an unspoken understanding that requires no words.

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Later that evening, the three of you find yourselves sprawled across the couch in the common room. The warmth of the fireplace and the comfort of their presence create a cozy atmosphere. You rest your head on Enzo's lap while Mattheo occupies the other end of the couch, his legs stretched out and resting comfortably over Enzo's.

"So, what’s the plan for tonight?" Mattheo asks, a hint of mischief in his voice.

Enzo glances down at you, a soft smile playing on his lips as he brushes a strand of hair from your face. "I was thinking we could watch a movie. Something light, maybe?"

You perk up at the suggestion, your eyes bright with interest. "How about a classic? Something we all love?"

Mattheo grins, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "Stranger Things marathon?"

Enzo chuckles, nodding in agreement. "Sounds perfect."

You snuggle deeper into Enzo's lap as Mattheo grabs the remote and starts the first movie. The familiar music fills the room, and you feel a sense of nostalgia wash over you. As the movie plays, you find yourself drifting off again, the combination of their warmth and the comfort of the setting lulling you into a peaceful slumber.

"Are they asleep already?" Mattheo whispers, glancing over at you.

Enzo smiles, his fingers gently stroking your hair. "Yeah. They must be really tired."

Mattheo’s expression softens as he watches you. "You know, I was thinking... maybe we should talk to them about this. Make sure they know how much we care."

Enzo nods thoughtfully. "I think that’s a good idea. We should have an open conversation about it."

As the night wears on, you shift slightly in your sleep, a soft sigh escaping your lips. Mattheo and Enzo exchange a glance, their silent agreement clear. They care deeply for you, and your well-being is their priority.

When you wake up the next morning, the sun is just beginning to rise, casting a golden hue across the room. You find yourself in bed again, nestled between Mattheo and Enzo. They’re both awake, their eyes filled with a mixture of love and concern.

"Morning," you say softly, your voice still heavy with sleep.

"Morning," they reply in unison, their voices warm and reassuring.

You stretch, feeling the comforting weight of their presence. "Did I fall asleep during the movie?"

Enzo chuckles, his hand gently caressing your cheek. "Yeah, you did. We carried you to bed."

You smile, a sense of gratitude filling your heart. "Thank you."

Mattheo’s expression grows serious, and he reaches for your hand. "We need to talk to you about something."

You nod, sensing the importance of the conversation. "Okay."

Enzo takes a deep breath, his eyes meeting yours. "We’ve noticed that you sleep very deeply, and it worries us sometimes. We just want to make sure you're okay."

Mattheo squeezes your hand gently. "We care about you so much, and we want to make sure you know that. If there’s anything we can do to help, please let us know."

You feel a wave of emotion wash over you, your heart swelling with love for these two wonderful men. "I appreciate that, really. I’m fine, though. Just a heavy sleeper. But if it helps you both, we can come up with a plan to check in on me."

Enzo smiles, relief evident in his eyes. "That would mean a lot to us."

Mattheo nods, his expression softening. "Thank you. We just want to make sure you're safe."

You lean in, pressing a gentle kiss to each of their cheeks. "I know. And I love you both for it."

─ ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──── ♡ ─── ⋅ ⋅ ⋅ ──

The rest of the day is filled with laughter and light-hearted moments, the bond between you growing stronger with each passing hour. As evening approaches, you find yourselves once again curled up in bed, the familiar sense of comfort and security enveloping you.

"Goodnight, love," Mattheo murmurs, his voice a soft caress in the darkness.

"Sleep well," Enzo whispers, his arm wrapped protectively around your waist.

As you drift off to sleep, their presence is a constant reassurance, a reminder that you are cherished and protected. The last thing you hear before you succumb to the depths of slumber is Mattheo’s voice, soft and teasing, "Don’t sleep too deeply now."

You smile, your heart filled with love and gratitude for these two wonderful men. And as you sleep, you know that no matter how deeply you dream, you’ll always be safe in their arms.

[indigohbu23]

Mattheo Riddle x Reader (first time)

Warnings: Low level smut, First times, Dry humping orgasm, soft!Mattheo, mentions something slightly corruption kinky-sh? (first time writing smut so hit me with it if i have missed anything :) )

You had kissed Mattheo gently, pulling away after just a few seconds, much to Mattheos despair.

He closed his eyes as he felt your lips touch his. The sensation of your lips on his, no matter how gentle, sent a wave of electricity throughout his body. He almost felt a pang of disappointment as you pulled away and ruffled his hair.

He looked at you with a slightly frustrated expression.

”Hey… why’d you stop..? You blushed lightly, looking down at the bed covers.

"I'm nervous Mattheo, I've never done anything like this before" I admitted.

He softened at the sight of your nervous expression. He knew all too well how nerve racking things were right now due to the new and blossoming nature of your relationship. He reached out and placed a hand on your cheek, silently trying to comfort you

“I know… but don’t worry..” He whispered as he tilted your face up to look at him “I’ll take care of you” You leaned forward, kissing him softly again. The passion of the kiss crept up on you. Mattheo felt the passion behind your kiss this time and it took him by slight surprise at first. But he quickly melted into the kiss, pulling you closer against him and his hands travelled down your body. His hands settled on your waist, holding you against him as he deepened the kiss more. Mattheo lips parted in a soft gasp as you bit on his lip, and you immediately took the opportunity to get more access. He groaned softly as he felt your tongue move inside his mouth. His hands roamed up and down your body, occasionally gripping onto your hips as your tongue explored his warm mouth. This was all a totally new feeling to you, you had never known kissing could feel this good. You tested the waters, climbing so you straddled Mattheos lap. He let out a soft moan as you did, instantly feeling himself becoming aroused when you began grinding against him. He moved his head back slightly, giving you more access to his hair, as he held you down onto him with his hands placed on your hips

“Careful sweetheart... you’re gonna drive me mad like this” he whispered breathlessly. Your knees went weak, his voice having such an incredible effect on your body. "Is that such a bad thing?" you said in a breathless tone, using all of the courage you had mustered up. He gripped your hips even harder at the sound of your sultry voice, unable to control himself as a small moan escaped his lips

“Fuck.. no it’s not a bad thing..” He practically growled out, his hands holding your hips impossibly tight as you continued to move against him. ''A-am I doing this right? Like, does it feel okay?" you whimpered out, the friction was almost too much for you.

Mattheo could feel his breathing getting more and more heavy with each kiss, the friction between the two of you driving him insane as he let out breathy noises in between kisses

“You’re.. doing perfect” He reassured you, his voice was low, and raspy, and he gently moved your hips, showing you how to move against him. The pace of the grinding had becoming more sloppy, and the friction was building a familiar feeling in your stomach. "Fuck- ugh, Mat-theo, I think I'm gonn-fuck" you mustered out between breaths, burying your face into his neck.

He could feel your body begin to tense, he could see and hear how close you were, and it was driving him crazy. He held you tightly against his body, groaning softly as you buried your head into his shoulder

“Yeah.. yeah baby, I know.. let go-” He growled out, his hands holding your body close to his. His voice pushed you, you had began to convulse on top of him, a spew of whimpers leaving your mouth as you shuddered. Mattheo held onto you tightly as your body shuddered on top of him, he groaned as he felt it, the feeling of you falling apart on top of him was enough to almost put him over the edge.

“God.. you sound so good, babe” He gritted out, his head buried in your shoulder, his hands holding onto your hips for dear life. Something had crossed your mind, and the words were falling out your mouth in short bursts as you rode out your high. "Matty, are you able to finish like this? Do you need mo-" You were cut off.

Mattheo's breathing was heavy, and he was trying to hold himself back from coming, but as the words came out your mouth, the feeling of your body on top of him already sent him over the edge. His head fell back into the pillow, his whole body was shuddering as he groaned out

“God.. no.. I’m.. I’m okay like this..” *He panted out between breaths, his hand squeezing onto your hip, almost too tight as he orgasmed, the sensations he was feeling right now were heavenly. The innocence in your voice, throwing him off. Your legs gave out as you collapsed onto Mattheo. You could feel his heart beat as you lay on his chest. He lay in your bed, panting heavily, his whole body shaking slightly, trying to catch his breath. He felt you lay down on top of him, your body against his, the whole experience he’d just had with you was beyond anything he’d dream of.

“You.. you did so good, sweetheart..” He whispered, his voice was still breathless and raspy as he held you to him. "Thank you... That was amazing" you breathed out, getting comfy on his chest. "We gotta go shower" I mentioned "Only if you join me, babe"

[musingsofahufflepuff]

he’s so precious, that’s my baby right there 🥹🫶

[cruxxio]

"That's the 5th jersey you stole..." "Well what's yours is mine now." 😈

[eternalbuckley]

hi, how are u? i hope ur doing well! is it okay if i ask for ur thoughts on mattheo riddle? and do u think hes a type of person to fall in love (methinks) 🤔

hi sweetie! i'm doing okay, i can finally have some time off as i'm done with all my exams. i hope you're doing well as well. YES YES YES you can always ask me about him or any other character everytime time you want! i'd be happy to hear about your thoughts!

for me personally, i think he's the type of person that falls in love. since i'm a sucker for soft!mattheo, i think he falls in love with you somehow, in his own ways. i imagine that he doesn't want to believe it at first and thinks he's not worth the love, so he tries to ignore it in the beginning. especially he'd ignore you as much as he's able to until he can't anymore. he'd feel conflicted about it and helpless in a way? i think it would have a lot to do with how he looks at love. his parents weren't very much showing love, especially towards each other. i imagine that he's afraid of it in a way? i don't know how to explain.

but once he accepts his feelings and knows that he can trust you with it, he will be a total loverboy. always trying to make you feel the best and showing you his love. he'd always have his hads on you, no matter where. holding hands, his hand on your back, and everything else. he wants to do it differently than his parents. he wants to be better and show you that he isn't like his parents or family in general, despite all the opinions all the other people might have on him.

[the-devils-angel]

I've discovered I'm not (100%) a masochist but a sadist?????

I want to see men in pain. Whimpering, begging, bleeding... *insert Matt Murdock*

Yeah, dom fictional men are cool. But you know what else is cool? A man being so dependent on you for pleasure that it's almost pitiable… almost.

And that's on trauma induced by men who have sexually preyed on me :D

(And with basically any other gender… do what you want with me. I will submit or dominate😩)

The power of ✨t a t a s✨

[rotthepoet]

ILOVE YOU MATHEO FANFICS!!! And your Theo ones omg they're so cute and make me smile every time I see them!! Could you do something like this? If you want to of course!

It's like in Brookline nine nine where Jake and Amy have that bet where whoever gets the most arrests by the end of the year get to make the other do whatever they want.

• what if Matty boy or Theo (ether is good Matty would be my pick tho! Or if you like the prompt you could do one for each <3 ) and the reader had a bet about who could get the best marks on a test or something like that.

• And he wins and they make you go on "the worst date ever"

• like Jake made Amy in BNN. But like Jake that's when he realize his feelings for the reader.

Supper fluffy and cute!! Rivals/friends to lovers !

Love ya!!

HAHAHHA LMAOOO I’VE ACTUALLY STARTED WATCHING BROOKLYN 99 AGAIN AND THIS MADE ME CACKLLEEE

Because it was a complete and total shock when Mattheo made a better grade than you on your latest potions exam. He doesnt even show up to class half the time? Where the fuck does he get the time to study between all the ciggies hes smoking??

So fuck your life, because outside your door is Mattheo in a suit, holding a bouquet of flowers he knows you hate. He doesnt give them to you, tossing them out after you roll your eyes and nag at him.

Then onwards he takes you, an arm around your waist, walking you aorund Hogsmeade, and oddly enough the date doesn’t suck? He just keeps referring to you as his girlfriend, or his in general. He seems way too into this, to be honest.

He takes you out for a nice dinner, pays for everything, and honestly anxiety is chewing away at your stomach because its actually been a really pleasant night? When is the “worst part coming”

You actually stop him as he drops you off at your dorm, holding his arm. “You said this was going to be the worst date of my life?” “Was it not?” “No?” “Then since you enjoyed it so much, we should do it again sometime.” And he winks at you with all his skibity rizz.

And shit your heart is RACING on top of the blush spreading across your cheeks.

[dontsearchformyaccount]

What is this Boop thing on tumblr ?! I am confused

[leona-hawthorne]

would anyone be interested in a mattheo x reader fic based on the song lunch by billie eilish (it’s already been written 🌚)

[strstab]

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐚 — 𝐝.𝐦.

summary ; after a long day of studying, you and draco sneak off to make hot cocoa and are finally able to get cozy by the fireside !!

pairing ; draco malfoy x slytherin!reader

notes ; non-canon / soft draco… fluffff, kisses, christmas / winter, cuddling, sneaking out

a/n ; apologies for my hiatus and the fact that this sucks & is short cs it’s been soo long. also my writing style might’ve changed? i apologize again 😓

glancing at the clock above the entrance of the library, you let out a quiet sigh as your gaze wandered its way back towards the book that sat flat in front of you. the clock read 9:47 and you had to be back in the common room before 10:00 pm. merlin, time really did fly when your head was deep into the books, didn’t it? you had been sitting in this same chair since 5:30 sharp.

4 hours and almost 20 minutes of constant reading and writing boring shit.

you shut the book, shoving the highlighters and pencils back into the pockets of your bag. you stretched out your arms and back before slinging your bag over your shoulder. giving a small smile and polite wave to the librarian, you walked out and made your way to the slytherin common room.

it had been such a long day. with all the classes, all the studying, all you really longed for was to be cuddled up with your blonde haired boyfriend.

the halls were quite hushed. only few were usually seen strolling through the cold, dark corridors at this time of night. some prefects, others to be the ones who didn’t care about the rules of the castle.

once you had finally found the familiar entrance to the slytherin common, you murmured the password and walked in. looking around, you noticed that people were spread around in their little groups per usual. you scanned the room looking for a certain boy; eyes glistening when they locked with a pair of comforting gray eyes.

you smiled and ran to draco who was sat on the black leather couch besides the huge fireplace, his arms wide open ready to hug you. you wrapped your arms around his neck as his own slithered around your waist, bringing you closer to sit on his lap. you took a deep breath into the right side of his neck, inhaling his aroma that smelt of a mix of wood and cologne.

“how’s my girl?” draco asked as he tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear. “haven’t seen you all day.”

you smiled against his skin. “i’m fine. tired, though.”

draco rubbed his warm hands against your back slowly as he nodded along to what you were saying. “yeah? i could tell. what were you up to anyways?”

“mm you know, studying, reading, all the boring shit.” you giggled quietly. draco nodded again and averted his gaze back to the crackling fire.

the two of you sat there in a comfortable silence for a moment before you shifted on his lap to face the fireplace. it had deep emerald colored stockings hanging on its mantle, followed by beautiful greenery mixed with golden berries and ornaments.

draco placed his chin on your shoulder, pressing a quick peck to your cheek. you stared intently into the fire. they were pretty, the flames—the perfect mix of orange and yellow, not too bright, not too dark. plus they emitted just the right amount of heat— and in a sense i guess you could say they reminded you of a certain someone. fiery comebacks and hot tempered, but yet still so beautiful and mesmerizing. you could never look away.

time passed by and the small groups of people began to disappear from the common room bit by bit. the quiet chatter slowly turned itself into quiet wind and wood being scorched. soon enough it was just the two of you besides the flaming fireplace.

the only thing that would complete this moment would some hot cocoa topped with marshmallows—and almost like he could read your mind, you felt draco tug on your sleeve, a gentle smirk on his face when you looked up at him.

“wanna hit the kitchens?” he asked as it were to be the easiest task in the world.

your brows furrowed. how the hell would you ‘hit the kitchens?’. your lips pursed before responding, “we don’t even know where the kitchens are?”

“who’s we?” draco chuckled quietly, “must i remind you that i, sweetheart, am a prefect?” he flaunted his prefect badge that his ego never allowed him to be rid of. he slapped it onto whatever piece of clothing he wore.

you rolled your eyes, shrugging. draco gave your sweater another tug with puppy eyes. wow, never thought you’d live to see the day where draco malfoy was giving you puppy eyes.

with a sigh escaping through your smile, you gave in.

draco was quick to lift you off his lap and grab your wrist to drag you out of the common room. you glanced around the empty halls cautiously in case a certain professor so happened to pop out of no where. meanwhile draco on the other hand held onto your wrist, a smile plastered across his face as he pulled you along the corridors.

he turned his head to look back at you. “scared?”

“me? never.” you shook your head, grinning. you noticed the way the corner of his eyes crinkled up and that alone made your heart tickle.

by the time you had reached what seemed to be a normal painting, the thoughts of snape catching the both of you in the halls were long gone and all you could think about was how good that hot cocoa was going to be.

draco clicked his tongue before listing a weird combination of ingredients to the painting in front of him. the painting pushed itself backwards opening just as a normal door would. with a conceited expression on his face, draco strutted his way into the room with you right behind him.

you observed the large room full of wooden tables and cooking equipment. the sound of the portrait closing was quickly interrupted by draco’s deep voice. “cool, isn’t it?”

“definitely. where’s the hot cocoa powder?” you questioned as you pulled open a cabinet that only revealed a few cups and plates. draco shrugged when you looked behind your shoulder at him.

you now sat on the countertop with a warm mug in hand. you were busy taking a sip of the chocolate when strong arms wrapped themselves around your waist and you felt a body force itself in between your legs. you tilted the mug down and smiled at draco.

“want some?” you offered, holding out the glass. he shook his head.

“no, i think ill just…” as dracos voice trailed off, he pulled you closer by the waist, a sparkle in his eyes. he brought you in for a soft kiss, his tongue stealing a taste of chocolate that lingered on yours. with a smirk he pulled away.

your lips were left parted and all you did was stare at him. merlin, how you loved this boy.

you finished up your late night drink and made your way back to the common room, making sure to keep quiet. the beautiful fire welcomed you back as you settled back down onto the couch, positioning yourselves just as you were before.

it was always going to be those small intimate moments you loved the most. like the time he snuck into madam pomfreys office to get you medicine when you were sick and ditched quidditch practice to stay and take care of you, or when he found you asleep in the library so he carried you back to the dorms.

“dray,” you whispered as you tilted your head up to meet his eyes. “i love you.”

draco looked down at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “do you now?”

“mhmm.”

he nodded. “nice to know.”

your brows furrowed and your lips turned into a small pout. “hey, tell me you love me back!” you whined as you tugged on the sleeve of his green sweater.

a small chuckle escaped from your boyfriend’s lips. he glanced at you before looking back at the fire. this made you whine again. “dracoo.”

you watched as he rolled his eyes in a playful manner. “give me a kiss.”

“you don’t deserve one! tell me you love me.”

he sighed softly. “you know i love you so why do i have to tell you?”

you stayed quiet for a moment. the sounds of the crackling fire and soft background talking filled the atmosphere. you shrugged. there wasn’t really a reason.

“because i like to hear it?” you shifted on his lap.

he let out a deep groan into your ear before falling backwards, letting his back hit the rest of the couch, pulling you down with him. “i love you.”

grinning sweetly, you placed a soft kiss onto his jaw before nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. “good.”

draco smiled. he casted a nonverbal spell to summon a fuzzy blanket. he carefully wrapped it around the two of you and then smothered your hair down to place a kiss on the top of your head.

you cuddled up closer to him and let your eyes flutter shut. sleeping in the common room didn’t seem so bad. draco tightened his arms around you, leaning his head against yours. oh how you could stay like this all day. it didn’t matter how many times you guys cuddled up together, it always felt better and longer than the previous.

though this time you were a bit cold, regardless of the heat in front of you and the blanket that was draped over you. you wiggled around, trying to hog more of the blanket.

“not comfortable, love?” he asked as you squirmed to find what he assumed was a cozier position. he did nothing but watch you quietly when you didn’t answer his question. he cocked a brow when you successfully took more than half the blanket for yourself. “seriously?”

you giggled to yourself and cuddled back up against his chest. draco rolled his eyes knowing if he were to put up a fight he’d lose to you. he almost always did.

“going to sleep are you?” he murmured when he noticed that your pretty iris’ were now hidden behind your eyelids.

you nodded your head lazily. draco hummed, beginning to rub small circles on your hip softly with the pad of his thumb. just when he thought you were fully asleep, your soft voice popped into the air.

“i hope i see you in my dreams.”

“ew,” draco let out a breathy chuckle. “stop being so corny.”

“mmm, but you love itt.” you teased, poking at his cheek.

draco sucked his teeth, a smile still on his face. “i do not. now go to bed, love.”

you laughed. he always tried to play these things off. you grabbed his chin and leaned in for a kiss. draco cupped your cheeks, smirking against your lips before pulling away slowly. he looked into your half lidded eyes, holding back a laugh as you tried to peck at his lips again.

he shook his head in denial, “sleep.”

you let out a whiny ‘nooo’ and caught his lips for a split second before he dodged away. after some quiet bickering you finally gave up, too tired to continue. you let out a huff and pressed your cheek against his chest.

“i’ll see you in my dreams, love.”

guess who’s back 🤗🤗!! that was so short and horrible but i swear ill try harder. i honestly have no idea how to go back to my old style because that was like so damn long ago but uhm yeah.. i just wanted to write for someone different.

but yeah, thanks for reading my hearts !!

EDITT !! ┊ i added in the part where they went to the kitchen because i felt like i didn’t give you guys enough writing so hopefully that’s good?

— enjoy whatever time it is!! 🫶