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hi guys, sorry for being inactive. i’m battling some unknown sickness that i’ve had for about a month, on top of a messy breakup. i’ll be back soon!

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smut will be in another part guys

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first time || n.l.

warnings: smut!

neville and y/n had been dating for about a year at that point, nothing crazy. they’d shared little kisses and hugs, maybe a tiny make out sesh a couple times. the little bit of tongue, heavy breathing kind that every guy dreamed about having with his crush.

but she wasn’t his crush. she was his girlfriend. he loved her. and she loved him. it was simple like that. they’d never tried anything further than kissing because they didn’t need to.

neville tried to be the respectful gentleman y/n deserved, but a nagging problem was starting to arise.

every time they kissed for longer than three seconds, shared a close hug(the kind that had her boobs pressed against his chest), or even if y/n cracked a dirty joke to pull a laugh out from their friends, he had a boner. it was hard to hide and hard to make it go away. neville was a virgin and had no clue what to do.

and then there were the dreams. dreams about his girlfriend. dreams where she was kissing him, touching him, speaking to him in a hushed whisper, neville we have to be quiet. neville we’re gonna be caught. neville do you want me? neville wake up.

and wake up he would. every morning. sometimes he’d wake up to a tent in his pants. other times it would be a sticky mess he had to clean before starting the day.

worst of all was the guilt. godric, the guilt. thinking all of these foul things about someone who had no part in causing it felt criminal. it made him feel gross and pervy. he knew he had to tell you.

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“uh.. y/n?” he forced out. “i..uh. i have to tell you something,”

this was it. the moment she would dump him. poor little neville who had finally gotten a girlfriend was going to be dumped. his heart was racing, palms clammy and shiny with sweat.

y/n followed him into his dorm, taking a seat on the bed like he gestured her to do. she was confused. so confused. was he gonna dump her, did he cheat?

“so what was it you wanted to tell me?” y/n asked, eyes glued to her feet.

“well,” neville started. “i’ve, i’ve been having these thoughts. and they’re gross and about you. and i dunno, i just had to tell you because ikeephavingdirtydreamsaboutyouandimsorry,”

“what?”

neville looked at the girl in confusion. like she couldn’t have possibly not heard him and he didn’t wanna say it again.

“i keep having dirty dreams about you. and im sorry,” he repeated.

a sharp silence overtook the room. she hated him now. she had to. he had confessed his disgusting thoughts to her. he was done for. would she tell a Professor? Snape or McGonagall maybe? would he be expelled for repulsive behavior? or would he just be laughed at by all her friends?

a painful minute of silence rushed through the room, ended only by a sharp cry of laughter. she was laughing! neville didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing but he soon joined in and began chuckling himself.

“oh my god,” y/n started. “i can’t breathe! i cant, i cant,”

after a good four or five minutes y/n finally looked up from her laughing position and looked at her boyfriend. “that’s normal, nev,” she said.

“what?” neville squeezed out.

“to have dreams like that, it’s normal. i’d be concerned if you didn’t have those dreams,”

neville was very confused to say the least. his thoughts were gross… and here she was saying it’s okay.

“and like,” neville started, “every time we like, kiss and stuff, i get a- erm..”

“a what, love?”

neville vaguely gestured to his crotch, hoping she’d get what he meant.

“ohhhhhh. yeah… that’s normal too i think,”she said. neville was relieved to say the least.

it was nearing dinner time, and y/n had promised to sit with hermione and ginny during the meal. she pecked neville on the cheek and started towards the door. she was almost out when she heard a soft voice call out to her.

“y/n?”

“yeah, baby?”

“could you… maybe stay?”

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i love this

Wasteland, Baby!

Neville Longbottom started every year at Hogwarts the same way, with a fresh set of quills and a chocolate frog. This year was no different than the others... well, except for the fact that over the summer he had come to a disastrous realisation. He was falling in love with Seamus Finnegan's twin sister.

Chapter List:

📼

[Prologue]

[Chapter One]

[Chapter Two]

[Chapter Three]

More coming soon....

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guys ik i’ve been slacking i promise i will finish the smut soon

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he’s so baby

Harry Potter And The Order Of The Phoenix: Portraits (2007)

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okay it’s in progress now 🤓

AHHH i kinda wanna write a little smut oneshot should i do it

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AHHH i kinda wanna write a little smut oneshot should i do it

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can you do something with peeta pretty please 🫶🫶🙁

of course anon!

Bitter Goodbye || p.m.

Almost a month of anxiety, fear, and non stop checking the little t.v. in your living room, especially at night. the slightest bit of hope clung within you everytime you narrowly missed the evening’s recap. hope that maybe, just maybe he was still alive.

you thought of what it would be like with him here. he’d be sitting next to you on your rugged, dusty little couch, maybe having you turn so he could rub your back. your mother had been trying to keep you calm, tea and tessera grain crackers, stories before bed to relax you like you were six.

at this point in the games, you’d stopped checking the tv. it was too painful, especially since the last time you turned it on there was only four people left. peeta and katniss, a strong boy with a piggish nose and spiky blond hair, and a girl with orange hair that sparkled in the sunlight. you didn’t want to take the chance of seeing something actually happen to peeta, so the tv stayed off. you just had to rely on your family to break the news gently when time.

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you laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. it was nearing three p.m. but you couldn’t bring yourself to leave. you weren’t ill. there was simply an aching sensation in your heart, speeding it up tenfold and laboring your breathing. there was a feeling something was wrong. no actual proof to back it up, but your heart knew, deep down that something wasn’t right. you shoved off the thought that it could be about peeta, but the tears pricking at the corner of your eyes and small, choked sound coming from your throat proved it wasn’t working.

the doorknob turned and the floorboards croaked. your mother stood at the doorframe with a solemn look on her face. no words needed to be spoken. you already knew. he had gone. you didn’t want to know when or how or how long did it take or did he suffer or what do i do now. you just wanted to scream and cry.

he left you. just as he promised he wouldn’t do. he left. the tears flowed out of your eyes. hot and salty as they fall into your mouth. snot poured out of your nose. your shirt was wet and you couldn’t breathe.

it felt like you were all alone in the world for the first time since second grade.

#imagines #peeta mellark #the hunger games peeta #katniss and peeta #thg peeta #peeta x reader #team peeta #the hunger games #thg series #thg

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i hate when

1.) ppl with “minors dni” in their bio interact with minors

2.) ppl write smut about underage characters and then tell minors not to interact like

🤓uapedophile

3.) when ppl make my sweet characters rough and commanding and mean like i love him cuz he’s sweet :(

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right like wym im not 13 pretending im 16 while reading outsiders fanfiction :(

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

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when the slow burn is so slow that they don’t say i love you until chapter 31

#IM TWEAKIN #the fic is so good idc

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i need to work on my wattpad fic >_<

#idk what i’m doing help #i have like ZERO IDEASSSSS

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christmas break confession || N.L.

pt. 1

neville and y/n had always been friends. from the very moment they met, the two were attached at the hip. to put it plainly, they just………got each other. in a way no one else could. it was like they could read each others mind. she had a knack for keeping the troubled boy calm, and he was the only one who could read her like a book.

eventually, years of quiet study sessions and shared giggles blossomed into late-night hangouts and stolen glances in class. a gentle hug here and there, maybe a kiss on the cheek. if you’d ask them what they were, they’d say friends. blush a bit and laugh, playful innocence that was clearly a facade. maybe even act insulted that you insinuated anything but.

but everyone knew their answer was wrong. anyone with eyes could see that there was something there. something under the surface, cooked low and slow for so long that it was bubbling and threatening to come up. to spill.

neville had had enough.

he was sick. so sick and tired of pretending. the one person who knew him best had no clue of the shameful secret he was hiding. he loved y/n. he loved her like the flowers love dew. like the soil loves fertilizer. like he wished she’d love him.

he couldn’t tell anyone, though. dean or seamus, they wouldn’t understand. ron would laugh at him. and harry, well.. harry wouldn’t be much help. he couldn’t talk to y/n’s friends. no, no. they’d snitch. and then it would all be over. how pitiful would it be to have a love story that ends even before it could begin?

and so the poor thing stayed quiet. as much as it pained him, he valued having you in his life more than his own feelings. he’d rather live a life without your love then live one without you at all.

but he had a plan. he just didn’t know if he was man enough to carry it out.

#neville longbottom fluff #neville longbottom fic #neville longbottom #neville longbottom x reader #harry potter

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do you do other fandoms and stuff if so what ones do you do ?

hmm i don’t have any limits that i know of, just no smut! so lmk what characters you’d like!

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MASTERLIST🩷

Wizarding World🪄

neville longbottom

•sick!Neville x reader

•Christmas Confession

—part 1

The Hunger Games🥖

peeta mellark

Bitter Goodbye

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sick!Neville x reader

poor neville had contracted the flu. there was a bout of it going around the school, and it had caught up to him. 3 days in the infirmary and the sickness hadn’t budged. he missed his friends, he missed his toad, but most of all, he missed you.

neville focused his eyes on the ceiling and let a long sigh out of his one open nostril. he was bored. being cooped up in the firm, springy bed had done wonders for his back. “wonders” as in “made it hurt like nothing else”. he just wanted to get better already.

his thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the infirmary door. madame pomfrey had stepped out, so it could be her, but he had a feeling it wasn’t.

“nev? you in here?”

there it was! your voice! it sounded labored but he didn’t care. the corners of his mouth pulled apart, evidence of the joy pulsing through his body.

he didn’t have time for a response before you pulled back the curtain to his bed. your hair was messed up, beads of sweat coated your forehead and you were breathing heavily.

“i..*gasp*.. ran here *gasp*.. all the way*gasp* from-“

“i get the gist,” neville said, amused that you wanted to see him so bad.

“are you okay? when can you get out of here? i brought your work. and a snack. well it’s for me but-“

“stop, love. i’m okay,” he grasped your arm and tugged it in a motion that said sit. and you did. right beside him. his eyelids were heavy and his hair was covered in sweat. he was not okay. but you let him think he was. arguing with a sick neville got you nowhere.

instead of saying something back, you kept quiet. putting your legs up on the bed, he opened his covers and welcomed you in. and you two stayed like that. enjoying each others company in the quiet of the empty room.

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a/n omg my first blurb/one shot / idk what it’s called it was so bad but i promise ill get better over time kk i love you!

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