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cookingmamatwo-dinnerwithfriends · 9 months

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before you meet || theodore nott x reader

a/n: ur a girl sorry. also this is a big fat fucking nothing-burger im just. building lore for myself

the two girls were sitting on the edge of the transfiguration courtyard, (y/n) (l/n) and luna lovegood. both are seen as rather strange by their peers, but the girls find solace in each others company. (y/n) pulls out a piece of parchment and quickly scribbles something on it. she steals a glance at the slytherin boy across the courtyard before beginning to fold the paper.

theodore nott sits with his friends, noticing one of the two girls sitting on the grass, (y/n), looking at him. he meets her gaze and smirks before she quickly whips her head back down to the paper she's folding. his friend, draco malfoy, nudges him with his elbow.

"who are you looking at like that mate?" draco asks, following theodore's line of sight over to the two girls. "ahhh, are you looking at loony lovegood? or the mudblood?" he asks slyly, looking for a reaction from his friend.

"fuck off malfoy," theodore muttered, irritated at malfoy's use of the word. he watches as the girl continues to fold the parchment. she picks it up and shows the finished product to luna. its a paper crane.

he continues to watch as she waves her wand over the paper bird and it springs to life. flying off her hand and high above the courtyard. he watches it fly and he hears her laugh loudly as it soars. he looks back at her and sees her watching it with the biggest smile on her face, as if she wasn't expecting it to actually fly. theodore found himself smiling at her amusement.

"should i shoot it down?" malfoy whispered in theodore's ear, a shit-eating grin on his face. malfoy readied his wand, but not before theodore muttered a quiet "expelliarmus." causing malfoy's wand flying into the fountain.

theodore smirked as malfoy watched his wand arc into the water with a stupid look on his face. he then looked back to (y/n) who was gathering her things and getting ready to leave, along with luna. he watched as she glanced at him one last time, but instead of looking away quickly, she held eye contact with him and offered a small smile. he smiled back and gave her a small wave, and at that she blushed, looked down at her feet. she made her way into the defense against the dark arts tower arm in arm with luna, whispering something to the latter.

theodore looks back up at the paper bird circling the courtyard. "accio," he pointed his wand at the bird, which was immediately pulled towards him as he grabbed it. the charm she put on the paper died as he began unfolding the note. when he opened it he saw a doodle of a poorly-drawn mandrake, bawling. he smiled at the small drawing before him.

"are you blushing nott?" malfoy asked incredulously, holding his wand once again, his entire left sleeve soaked from digging around in the fountain.

#it is so crazy how this character was mentioned maybe five times and im still writing fanfic #harry potter x reader #harry potter #theodore nott #theo nott #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott x y/n #theo nott x reader #theo nott x y/n #brainrot #lorenzo zurzolo!theodore nott

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blackvelvetcorvid · 12 days

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My thoughts on this week's episode

#I make one of these almost every week #But this one was funny #nevermore #nevermore webtoon #annabel lee nevermore #nevermore webcomic #annabel lee whitlock #lenore nevermore #lenore vandernacht #white raven #lennabel #the gays are gaying #Look at them go #She's gonna say 'what??' Next ep #This was maybe one of my favorite episodes so far #Ep 105 #Also there was the Theo mention which was 👍

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lesbiradshaw · 2 years

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thiam as some of my favorite ship tropes <3

#maybe the trope gifsets are overdone but idgaf i love them #ITS MY TURN #thiam #theo raeken/liam dunbar #theo raeken x liam dunbar #theo x liam #theo/liam #theo raeken #liam dunbar #teen wolf #once again im too lazy to tag all the eps in this #me with every post i make: what if i did a thiam version AND a stevebucky version AND a buddie version AND a-

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foursaints · 2 months

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Based on your last ask,

I need (desperately) to know every single fact you have about your ocs.

of course!! the main thing is that my silly angel & demon are husbands & they’re both complete cunts

okay i will put a little more lore under the cut… i draw them a lot but sharing makes me shy. the plot might be cringy because me and @wyorians made them as a teen but… they’re my everything

1) theodore (theo) is a lonely antisocial art student who became divinely protected after his guardian angel fell in love with him. it’s unrequited bc he’s completely unaware. he’s kind of a depressed degenerate pervert but he has a good & pure & beautiful heart that nobody knows about except his angel. he’s from quebec, CA

2) friedrich (freddie) is an insane ivy league nepo baby who has been selling slivers of his soul to the devil in increments. his parents named him after nietzsche. he is very type-a about these deals and believes he will defeat the devil with the power of spreadsheets & cunt. he has ~70% of his soul left. he’s from acapulco, MX

they keep meeting by chance. they’re friends with benefits who ravage each others bodies in a manner that is genuinely psychologically concerning… whore4whore pairing. & sickeningly in love but that’s secret.

#i was so so shocked at the response that last post got! and touched honestly…#i’ll post my original stuff on here too now :~) it was just rotting in procreate before #IT FELT WRONG POSTING THEO WITHOUT his counterpart #anyway. my little demon twink (freddie) has always been my absolute favorite character design to draw. he is just So #these two are rosekiller spiritual predecessors in my eyes #foursaints art tag #saintsocs #freddie & theo #<- maybe i’ll just give them their own tag #i feel so free #i always forget that this is technically my blog and nobody is going to shoot me if i don’t post Content 😭

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words-etched-in-her-skin · 4 months

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HI, SO.. PERIOD HORNIES STRIKE AGAIN..

This little snippet was absolutely, definitely not inspired by anything irl 👀 Ahem, nope.

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"Uh uh.. not yet, draga."

You let out an arousingly needy whimper. The Lady's voice soft and warm - smooth like whiskey - with such a subtle tone to it that somebody else might have missed the absolute demand behind it. Though, the fact that it cracked ever so slightly when she got to your pet name, only proved that she was just as worked up as you were. But you also knew that Alcina's reserve could far out last yours if she wanted it to.

Another thrust into your aching core and you whimpered again, this time digging your nails into the sheets. The Countess had been edging you for what seemed like hours. A constant ebb and flow of pleasure that had your body absolutely trembling with need.

"P-please."

"Mh.. and deny yourself the honor of coming with your Mistress?"

Alcina smirked as she drove herself into you again, roughly.

"Ah-!" You cried, before letting out a soft sob half whimper. "I'll.. but I can c-come again for you, my lady."

The Countess chuckled at your plea before leaning down, her large frame casting you in a dark shadow.

"You could..." Her breath warm across your ear, a slight hiss to the next words that she gave you. ".. but I told you to wait."

You cursed under your breath and nodded. "Y-yes, Mistress."

"Mh.. that's better."

The large woman hummed in satisfaction before rising to her full height, a flash of crimson and two golden spheres staring down at you. A deliciously wet sound as the length of her cock slowly slid out of you, stretching you around the width of her before it stopped just short, reaching the tip.

"Now..." Her tone almost as dark as the curl across her lips as she readied your hips for impact, the head of her cock throbbing inside your entrance. "Shall we see just how many times I can get you to come for me... my needy little slut."

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OKAY, THAT IS ALL. THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY THIRST TALK ♡

#theo writes #resident evil village #lady alcina dimitrescu #alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu x reader #now i kinda wanna elaborate on this 👀#maybe 👀👀👀#gods this period thirst is brutal rn 😂#ahem #yeah #short but sweet #👀👀👀#re8 fanfiction

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linkbetweenlinksau · 3 months

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The mark- part 2

Part 1||

#legend of zelda au #zelda au #legend of zelda #lbl warriors #sorry if you were expecting more sky #anyways reblogs are greatly appreciated!#idk what to name the captain #Theo?#maybe?#I’m kinda leaning towards that?#not very visually impressive but it’s fine #lbl Theo

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mattodore · 5 months

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he's waiting on a call he's planning to send straight to voicemail

#sorry matthias </3 maybe he'll pick up the next time you try calling............ <- me when i lie #river dipping #ts4 #ts4 edit #gifs #theodore doe #echthroi #hi friends and lovers hope everyone's doing well <3 #i got my old laptop to work so i have a laptop again even if the battery on it is messed up #but still #i haven't been online much bc i've started getting dizzy from staring at computer/phone screens for too long #and in particular the act of scrolling either on mobile or desktop makes my head spin and my eyes hurt :/#but i powered through it yesterday so i could get in game with theo (and matthias) since i missed him really bad... oc plague be upon ye #i took... well. like five hundred screenshots and forty videos... i was in the soup. the mattodore soup. what can i say?#i don't like posting too much on here bc. i'm crazy (<- has avpd) so i probably won't post much from yesterday's fun here #but i'll post whatever i want on pillowfort <3 pic of jerma holding out his hand captioned let's take mattodore together #what else should i say before leaving... right my inbox... well i'll get to it eventually <- have been saying this since october sorry #but okay i've been staring at my screen too long so i need to go lay down for a bit #enjoy theo in motion!! if you’re a theo-head like myself #theodite à la jermamite? hm. its in the works. i’m workshopping.#mentioning jerma twice in these tags… busting a cyanide pill onto my tongue i’ve said too much #i have to go now mwah mwah mwah bye warmth and love to you mwah

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keishara-korianthil · 4 months

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Multifandom Ships #6

A lot of ship wars would end if people just made the characters bisexual and poly.

Change my mind.

Why fight for a ship being canon if you can make the two (or three or more) ships canon at the same time?

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corynation · 4 months

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theo nott x reader

tags : angst, sadness, i love him i promise

His owl to meet him at the astronomy tower wasn’t a worrying moment. His usual “amore mio dolce” greeting melting your heart instantly. Without any fail each time you saw it the same fuzzy feeling in your chest accompanied by the burning of your cheeks arose. His heart at the bottom of the letter sending flutters that coursed throughout your body, pure bliss consuming your brain, leading you to rush to get ready. Throwing on your favorite sweater of his and some leggings you headed out quick, not wanting to keep him waiting for long. Your body perfectly magnetic to him, aching to attach to him, tugging you further and further through the castle as fast as you could.

Theo stood against the railing, looking out amongst the lake. The moonlight casting down on him perfectly. Messy soft curls shining, skin glowing against his white button up. He turned around at the sound of your footsteps, his eyebrows knitting as if he wasn’t expecting company, demeanor instantly softening the moment he saw your smile.

“You sure don’t waste much time.” He grinned, walking towards you and grasping your waist.

“I missed you.” You whispered, arms wrapping around his neck. “Haven’t seen you in a few days.”

“I know,” He began, his voice softening in remorse. “I’m sorry cara, my father called me home.”

Your chest tightened. His father didn’t often call him home, and when he did, well it wasn’t for any reason out of love to say the least. A hand fell from his neck to his chest, gently rubbing comforting circles, instinctively knowing he needed it.

“Is everything okay?” Your question was softly asked, not knowing if this was territory that should be touched.

“Of course,” He smiled warmly as his hand caressed your cheek, trying to ease your concerns. But, as always, you saw past the smile, his eyes telling you everything you needed to know. They had been still and cold, sunken into his skin with a purple tinge, his eyelashes stuck together like they had recently been wet. “just some family business. Nothing to worry about.”

“Theo,” You began, trying to push him.

“Hey, don’t worry about it alright? Everything is okay.” He placed a gentle kiss to your lips, holding you so close to him like you were the only thing allowing him to live. Kissing you so deeply as if you were his air. It was intoxicating. Wiping your brain clear, your body becoming warm and tingly.

He pulled away from you slowly, resting his forehead on yours, breathing you in as much as he could. Perfume invading his senses driving him half insane. He held you as close as possible, needing this moment with you needing you.

“I missed you so much.” Theo sighed against your lips. His soul finally able to rest around you.

“I missed you too.” You smiled, grabbing his forearms to pull his hands away from your face.

The further you pushed his arms away the further his cuff fell loose, slowly snaking down his arm. A flash of black on his skin caught your eye, your eyebrows furrowing tightly. Theo hadn’t mentioned a new tattoo, but then again he had been with his father so it very well could’ve been anything other.

“Theo what is-“ A gasp fell from your lips, your grip on his arm collapsing as you got a better look at the mystery ink. Your chest tightened as your heart sped up, basically pounding out of your chest. His eyes met yours with nothing but fear, his body freezing in the moment. The both of you staring at each other like statues across the museum galley from one another, time standing still, the world becoming silent around you.

Theo tugged his shirt cuff down, his hand finding your shoulder with a tight grip. “Y/n its not what you think please.” He pleaded, his eyes beginning to swell.

“Thats a dark mark Theo.” As if it wasn’t obvious. But it was all you could say. Your brain only comprehending the fact of what it was, not what it meant. You couldn’t see past the object, past it being on his skin. Theo’s dark mark. Theo’s dark mark.

You’d never seen one in person before. Never even come near to someone who had been a part of that. Sure you’d come to terms with knowing you were soon to run into one, probably having to fight for yourself. But never in a million of those thoughts did you think the person who you saw the most would have one. The one person who despised the look of it the most.

The sting in your stomach wasn’t from the fact of, but for Theo. God knows how often he thought about the inevitable moment his father would force him to do it. How in the few moments of vulnerability he’d breakdown in your arms, worrying he’d turn out like one of them. That he’d be one of them.

It was one of his biggest fears. Oftenly keeping him up at night, instinctively making him claw at his own skin like a rabid animal. Feeling as if he didn’t belong in the flesh that oh so closely resembled those of who he feared the most. He never wanted to turn out like them. Like his family.

Like his dad.

“I had no choice. I had to do it.” He choked out, his voice thick. His gaze fell from yours. Cheeks scrunching and eyes narrowing in attempt to hold back tears.

“Oh Theo,” Your voice was barely a whisper as you threw yourself against his chest, holding his head down into your neck. His arms wrapped around you tightly, chest heaving sporadicly. You felt the tears fall onto your skin, his walls breaking down faster than he was prepared for.

But he wasn’t prepared for any of this.

“I had no choice, I’m so sorry.” He kept repeating through sobs, barely able to catch his own breath. His grip around you never wavering once. You held him close, rubbing his back gently and stroking his hair to try and stabilize him.

“I know love I know. I am so sorry they made you do that.” You whispered in his ear. Peppering kisses where you could without moving his face from your shoulder.

“I don’t want to be this person. I don’t want to be like them.” His voice is what broke you most. Never had you heard it so coarse, his throat raw from the choked sobs leaving him. “I didn’t want this. I didn’t want any of this.” He continued, his voice weaker. His voice was giving up. He was giving up.

You let the silence around you two swallow you. The words that should be said not coming to mind, hoping your touch was enough to replace them.

What does one even say in a moment like this?

Theo’s grasp on you loosened, his hands falling to your sides as he backed away from your embrace. Concern consuming you as you watched his face tighten, the facade of a cold and distant Theo appearing.

It felt like a dagger was stabbed in your stomach.

It all felt like a dagger to your stomach.

But this, this part of him returning after spending so long trying to break him free of it whilst around you. That is what brought you to your breaking point.

Anger and hatred coursed through your veins, your blood boiling at the mere thought of what you wanted to do to Theo’s dad.

“You need to leave me.” Theo’s voice was cold. Direct. His fingers digging into your skin, holding you so tight, not wanting to let you go despite his words.

He didn’t want any of this.

“No, don’t you say that.” The dagger was turning, your body screaming in pain.

“It’s better for you.”

“You don’t really believe that.”

“You aren’t safe with me!” His voice raised, his anger about the whole situation finally coming out. His face softened as your body grew frigid, apologetic hands holding your face. “This, this changes everything. You know what they do, what they go through. I can’t put you in that danger.”

“You aren’t going through it alone Theo. I’ll be fine okay? I can hold for my own. We’re going to figure this all out together.” Your hands found their place above his, fingers interlocking.

“I won’t sacrifice your safety. I love you too much to let this affect you in any way.”

“And I love you too much to let you do this.” His eyes searched yours, trying to find something to tell of the future.

“Y/n please.”

“Theo! Listen to me! Im not giving up on us over this! Some part of us knew this would happen at some point. I understood it when I went all in. And Im all in! I’m with you in this! Let me be with you through this!”

“You’re going to end up hurt.” A stray tear fell down his cheek, eyes pleading to you.

“And I’m willing to take that risk. I’d crush my soul over and over again if it meant I’d get to have my happiest days with you. I will sacrifice my being for you to be the one I take my last breathe seeing.”

Theos eyes scanned your features, uncertainty washing over his face. He took a deep breath before pulling you close, lips smashing into yours. The kiss was hungry, passion filling you both whole. His touch burning into you, souls intertwining like the stars within a galaxy, dancing with each other under the moonlight. He pulled his lips away, just barely brushing over yours as he spoke.

“I’m so sorry ciccina.” And he was off. His gaze straight, never turning back to you as he walked into the tower, the door closing behind him with a loud bang.

You stood frozen, eyes blurring and legs weakening. Your mind completely blank of any thoughts just knowing you were hurt. So deeply indescribably hurt. A piece of your heart off and away without any hesitation.

Theodore Nott, the reason for your hearts beating, breaking it away from you, his grasp on it tight. That piece always belonging to him. Haunting him of the memory of you. His two demons interacting within the same night, both forever stuck with him until his last breath.

gonna be honest this once had a happy ending but then i got stuck and was like nah

ANYWAY FIRST HARRY POTTER FIC LETS GOOO

#theodore nott x reader #theo nott #no happiness #harry potter #thoughts #im sorry #x reader #maybe part 2 #theo is literally my husband im sorry #first harry potter fic #do we like

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