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actingicons · 1 year

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benjamin wadsworth as marcus lopez arguello in deadly class

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ecnmatic · 1 year

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shitedits · 2 years

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trashedits · 1 year

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marcus lopez

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bat-rot · 2 years

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blackthunder137 · 2 years

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Hell of a ride (M.R. x reader)

Pairings- Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader

Summary- Dancing with Berkshire fumes Mattheo with rage and he takes revenge in his own way.

Warnings- smut, drugs, smoking, degrading, dom!mattheo, sub!reader, fingering, unprotected sex, dark themes.

Writer’s Note- yeah…bye and thank you @nottluvr for proofreading this <33

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He felt you were a little too close to Lorenzo. Lorenzo's hands were directly over your ass and the way your hips moved to each beat. Oh, how he wished to be the one whose hands were all over you, touching every part of your body. The one he desired.

But you were dancing with fucking Berkshire simply because he asked you to.

You two attended the Ravenclaw party, which the Ravenclaws had every month. There are drinks, drugs, lovers making out, and cigarettes everywhere. Everything was fine until Berkshire requested you to dance with him. You gave Mattheo a quick sidelong glance but still went dancing with him.

He just couldn’t stand the sight. He wanted to just go out there and punch this man and take his girl with him. His face was heating up and his anger engulfed him. He clenched his fists.

"Dude, look your girl's dancing with Berkshire," said Blaise from behind.

"Shut up," Mattheo shouted, trying not to lose it.

"No wonder she doesn't want to dance with you," Blaise smirked as he looked at the two of you and then back at Mattheo.

"SHUT UP!" he yelled, slamming a table against the wall, causing Blaise to recoil and take a step back. Everyone turned their attention to the two of them, and Mattheo simply left the party.

You noticed him leaving the party and followed him. You called his name several times in an attempt to catch up with him and catch his attention.

You locked the door behind you as you entered his dorm.

"What the fuck is going on?" you exclaimed, astounded by what had recently occurred at the party.

"You have no idea now, do you?" he said sarcastically.

"What do you mean?" you inquired, confused.

Mattheo approached you, towering over you. "Oh, you dancing with that fucking Berkshire," he said, his voice husky.

You smirked and continued, "You weren't jealous, were you?" moving towards him. Your faces are close as ever, breathing heavily and deeply while staring into one another's eyes.

“And what are you gonna do about that?” he asked, sending shivers down your spine.

You were turned on. You just wanted to feel him inside you now. Oh god, his voice was so attractive.

Mattheo grabbed your throat and shoved you against the wall. You winced in pain as your skin made contact with the wall.

He began kissing you, biting your lip and moving his lips to your neck. He started sucking your skin, causing you to moan. You put your hands in his hair, but he drew them away from your neck and placed them over your head.

"You can't do anything until I tell you to, slut," he commanded. You whined in response.

He carried out what he needed to finish sucking into your neck, making you moan louder and louder.

He pulled away from your neck, finding you covered in purple hickeys he made for his girl.

"Take off your dress," he ordered, letting go of your hands. You did exactly what he said.

You undressed in front of him. He became wet just by looking at you in your bra and panties. He was eager to get his hands on areas you couldn't even imagine.

"Go lie down," he said, motioning to the bed, and you did.

He then walked inside to get something. Oh, the things he'd do to you now. He was enraged and envious that you had accepted to dance with Lorenzo when your boyfriend was standing in front of you, watching.

But you couldn't deny that a part of you wanted this. The deepest, darkest part of you yearned to be fucked by him. A part of you wanted him to hurt you and wanted your legs to start shaking.

He returned with a rope and tied you to the headboard of the bed, examining every inch of your body. His lips formed a sneer as he imagined you begging for him to stop.

You had no idea what you had gotten yourself into.

He then removed his shirt and you were mesmerised by his toned body. You bit your lip at how hot he looked.

"Fuck me, Matheo." to avoid sounding desperate, you exhaled.

"You're already wet for me, you little slut." He smirked as he ripped off your panties and gripped your thighs tightly, sucking into your sweet spots. You moaned in pleasure as a few tears trickled down your cheeks with each inch he got closer and closer to your orgasm. He stroked your clit and pounded his two fingers within you, in and out. He quickened his pace, and you were on the verge of having an orgasm when he removed his fingers, preventing you from cumming.

"Mattheo," you wailed as you were this close to your orgasm.

"This is what you get for dancing with him. You should be treated like a slut."

You couldn't handle it any longer. You wanted him to be inside of you. You tried to edge him by pushing your hips against his clothed dick, but he quickly reverted.

"You're such a needy little slut. Do you think you deserve this after what you did?"

"m’sorry, Mattheo... This will not happen again... I want you. Please...fuck me." you cried.

At that he sighed and removed his pants, leaving him only in his boxers. You could see his bludge.

He slid his boxers down and thrust himself inside you, taking you by surprise. His pace quickens with each passing minute. He was pounding in and out of you. There was a cacophony of moans and groans.

"M-mattheo... so-slow down..." you managed to speak out in between his thrusting in and out of you.

He did not listen to you and instead raised his pace, even more, to punish you for dancing with Lorenzo. You made an effort to speak, but you were unable to do so.

He loved to see the sight of you begging and crying for him to allow you to come. Your tits move up and down with every thrust, and that is what he wanted. He wanted to show you how dominant and possessive he can be over something that is his and only his.

You were getting closer to your orgasm with each increase in speed, constantly hitting your g-spot.

"m'going to cum," you moaned.

"Say you're mine," he said, bucking his hands to your hip and speeding up.

"I-I'm yours," you cried out.

He was full of your cum when you eventually let some out. You were overcome with euphoria and contentment. You sighed, and Mattheo kissed you violently simultaneously, removing the rope, and your hands finally felt free as you held and kissed him back.

You both drew back for air, panting for breath after having the time of your lives.

After a while, you could feel your legs shaking and tried to move them, but you couldn't. He did not lie when he said that he will fuck you hard.

Well, it was a hell of a ride.

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saintlopezlov3r · 1 year

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#icons #9 #header #deadly class #tv show #season one #saya kuroki #marcus lopez arguello #maria salazar #petra #brandy lynn #billy bennett #Chico #lex Miller

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lifeofamarauder · 2 years

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The Dark Prince 1

Mattheo Riddle x Odette

Part 1 <3 (it gets more spicy as we go but you first need to SUFFER)

Word count- 1,313 words

I wrote this not from Y/n perspective but let me know if you want me to post that version as well if you prefer it! I tried not to use too many descriptors for Odette, other than her house and family names.

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Intro: I had a few quiet first years at Hogwarts. I explored the castle, read books in the library, and even brought a black cat to join me my in fourth year. It was all so quiet and nice. Until he came along.

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I'm officially fifteen.

I'm officially fifteen and I have planned absolutely nothing for today. If my mum were here she would be scolding me about not having planned some grand party in the astronomy tower or at the very least invited my friends to Hogsmeade then getting drunk off of butterbeer and pumpkin ale. I couldn't tell her how impossible this was seeing as the only person who knew and cared about my birthday was Luna, a fourth year who would join me and jinx (my adorable kitten I brought with me last year) reading together or playing wizards chess. I also could never tell her how horrible I was at wizards chess and that miss Luna Lovegood beat me every time. I value my life too much for that, though I don't mind either of these things myself. But I am truly the antithesis of her.

My mother is a kind woman, as long as you are one of her party guests or my older brother, Silas. Two years older than me and more perfect than any other Ravenclaw Purebred around, Silas may as well be a Prince according to my mother. He even became Prefect this year. We're all so very thrilled (or so I'm told).

But today, I get to do whatever I want, and I don't need to tell anyone else about it. Today is the one day of the year I can be completely selfish and introverted. I only take this one day to myself, as my mother and my brother take control of my other 364.

I pet Jinx and move her off my chest before I set out some toys for her to entertain herself while I'm gone. Even though I know she will just end up sitting at the window watching ravens fly by the tower, I want to make sure she has anything she might need. I've never met a more spoiled cat and honestly? She deserves it.

I manage to make it all the way to the library without running in to Silas or his Quidditch buddies who would immediately notify him about my whereabouts. I'll count that as my first birthday gift of the day. I'm all prepared to sit in my favorite nook debating for around 30 minutes over which book to read first (I brought 3 just in case) when I notice someone in my spot.

Now, I didn't pick this spot my first year for its comfortable sitting or bright lighting, I picked it solely for it's purpose that it would be the very last place someone else would try to sit.

If this were any other day, I would walk away and decide to read in the astronomy tower or the empty corridor by the DADA classroom, which will most certainly be empty on a Saturday, but today is MY day. So I suck it up and decide to ask him to kindly leave him. I stand there awkwardly looking at his back and impulsively choose to poke him to get his attention.

His dark eyes immediately look up and I take a moment to fully look at his face now. He has a scar forming on his nose and another on his cheek that looks like it's been there a few years now. My breath catches when we make eye contact and I'm struck by how dark and deep his eyes are as they bore into mine.

I realize I'd been standing there staring at him for longer than I should, and shake my head a little to clear my thoughts before I force myself to continue.

"Can you move?"

Smooth.

He just keeps staring at me, his dark curls falling in his face, so I gather what's left of my courage and force out another sentence, slightly stronger this time.

"I need this seat. Can you please move to somewhere else?"

He, again, doesn't say anything, but this time his eyes darken slightly and he has the faintest hint of a smile.

I force myself not to smile back but unfortunately I cannot hide the blush escaping. I open my mouth to elaborate once more when he finally says something.

"What's your name Princess?"

I'm taken aback by the unexpected pet name. Princess? I just met this guys and he thinks its ok to call me Princess? He just keeps sitting in my seat, not acknowledging my request and SMIRKING at me. My desire to smile at him is gone, now taken over by annoyance. Who does he think he is?

"Apologies your highness, you must not have heard me. Honestly." I roll my eyes to give full effect of my annoyance. "I just want-"

"I mean I'm more than happy to keep calling you 'Princess', Princess, I just thought your name might be more favorable to you." he interrupts me while turning back to his book. And wouldn't you know, he's STILL smirking. I'm starting to lose it.

"You most certainly may not keep calling me Princess, my name is Odette and it's my birthday and all I want for this one day is to read in my spot where no one will bother me and maybe if I'm feeling adventurous I'll steal some hot chocolate up to my room and read THERE until I fall asleep and have to wake up and then once again do everything else for everyone else until I can't take it anymore!!!"

I realized my voice was rising and I had begun gesturing quite frantically but I kept eye contact with him. A small win. His smirk was still there, but this time his mouth was more agape and he looked like he was slightly shocked by my sudden outburst. And maybe impressed? I can't tell. I'm too shocked myself at my outburst that I can barely register anything else. I take deep breaths and try to calm my heart.

He slowly closes his book and stands up. I hide my head in embarrassment until I see his feet come almost in contact with mine as he backs me up into the bookshelf. My eyes shoot up and lock instantly with his which does nothing to calm my heart. I swear his face gets closer and I can feel his breath tickling my face but I'm unable to look away. He pulls in close to my ear and whispers, "My name's Mattheo but by all means, please keep calling me 'your highness'."

He pulls back only slightly to look at me, my face flaming by this point. The corners of his mouth lift up once more and he looks down to where I'm clutching my books in my hands. His hand reaches out and I think maybe he's coming in closer and I instinctively flutter my eyes closed. Instead, I feel one of the three books I'd long forgotten being pulled out of my hands. Mattheo steps slightly away from me, making the space he left suddenly feel cold.

He inspects the cover and looks back up at me before simply saying, "This is one of my favorites." He sets the book down on our table and he starts to walk off. I shake my head once more trying to clear it of whatever just happened.

"Happy birthday, Princess!" he calls over his shoulder.

I begin to call after him, feigning annoyance, to say that is not my name once more but he's already vanished.

I look back to the spot I just won back expecting to feel more victorious, though it suddenly looks much less enticing then it did minutes ago.

I sit down across from the book he laid on the table and attempt to pick through the two that he didn't touch but I tell myself I'm only curious as I pick through the one he claimed was his favorite.

I become fully immersed in the story and fail to notice the jealous eyes that had been peaking out at me from behind the shelves.

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disappearer-exe · 2 years

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argentangelhelps · 1 year

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364 ICONS OF LIAM JAMES IN DEADLY CLASS

all icons are free to use with credit to @argentangelhelps !

you may edit to your liking (add borders, psds, textures ect)

do not use for : celebrity/real person rps or paid commissions, everything else is up to user discretion. (don’t make me change this rule)

they are edited (sharpened) in ps, however they are meant to be used under the psd of your choice! if you choose to use them as they are they should work just fine! they are 75x75 and do not come with any borders.

all screencaps used come from https://screencapped.net/ i did not make them, i just cropped them into icons.

FACECLAIM INFO : liam is white

TRIGGER WARNINGS : blood, drinking, smoking, kissing/implied intimacy, injury

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ordinariums-a · 10 months

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pausing using icons with my Harry OC, will be looking in to find a new faceclaim. actor's problematic. woo.

#out of webs / ooc #blehhh i felt real good about this one too #until I saw otherwise.#so much for iconing deadly class

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axellqq · 2 years

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blackthunder137 · 2 years

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Kiss her you fool (Mattheo Riddle x reader)

Pairings- Mattheo Riddle x fem!reader

Summary- Mattheo has something on his mind and he desperately tries to tell you but the voices inside his head prevent him from doing so. What will he do?

Warnings- Cursing; making-out; hooking up (idk if that's a warning 💀)

Writer’s Note- First time writing for Mattheo, so please be easy on me. Again, this is not well written so just be sure of that. This fic is loosely based on the song ‘Kiss Her You Fool’ by Kids That Fly. Enjoy!

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Mattheo had never expected to be apprehensive in the presence of others, let alone girls. However, the instant he was around you, he was nervous and had an uneasy feeling.

He was renowned for being arrogant and obnoxious, yet when you were around him, he felt things he never expected to feel. He tried to brush it off, but he couldn't help but feel vulnerable whenever he saw you.

He has only one chance. He had to make the first move. But what if she isn't looking at him the same way he is? Something more than just a friend. His stomach turns just thinking about it. He decided to call you and ask you to meet him at the Room of Requirements.

How in the hell was he going to do that?

He mustered all the courage to pull out his phone and dial your number. Oh, the number of times he'd cut the call after the first ring, just for you to pick it up after a few failed attempts. He was baffled and stuttered over his words.

Somehow, he managed to ask you to come to the room of requirements. His thoughts were revolting against him.

"What if she doesn’t like me back?"

"What would I do then?"

That night, he couldn't sleep. He decided to stroll up to the Astronomy Tower to smoke after moving from one side to the other side of the bed. He sighed and made his way up the Astronomy Tower.

He stood there gazing at the skies. It appeared to be lovely. He lit his cigarette and inhaled the smoke as he thought about you. He still remembers how the two of you sneaked in here and watched the stars with snacks, just the two of you. Something you two did all the time.

His mind wandered to what he would say if the two of you met in the Room of Requirements.

He had never experienced anything like this before. He used to attract women just because he was handsome and appealing. He never had to work to attract girls, and his relationship with them was limited to sleeping with them.

He vividly remembers the first time he saw you. even though he was initially uninterested in you. He discovered how great and awesome you are when you two started talking to each other.

You were the only one who drew his attention. You were different. Every time he saw you, he would think to himself, "Perfect for me."

You have both been friends for a long time. He was falling more and more in love with you every day. He never imagined a guy like him falling in love with you.

Blaise would constantly say that Mattheo loved her because of the way he looked at her. It was easy to figure out that he had feelings for you because it was so evident. He was always attentive when you needed to say something, and he was always willing to help you, which most people found amusing.

But here he was, desperately in love with you and want to express his feelings for you.

The next day went by pretty fast, and in no time you had to meet him in the Room of Requirements. He arrived at the Room of Requirements pretty early. He was now thinking of what he would say to you.

He was pacing around the room, his palms sweaty and his heart racing. He ruffled his hair with his hands. He was now debating whether or not he should inform you, or if he should just flee. This was far more difficult than he had imagined.

Someone had made a disturbance at the entrance, and Mattheo turned around to investigate. You were there, as gorgeous as ever. He was stunned. You smiled as you approached him, amazed that he had been invited to such a place. If you ever met, it used to be in places like The Black Lake or Astronomy, rather than an improbable setting like The Room of Requirements.

You remarked, "Hey," as you approached him. "Why did you call me?" you said, your tone tinged with inquisitiveness.

"Hey, I think you're incredibly cool," he blurted out, realising what he had just said. He would have taken the opportunity to disappear if it had been offered to him.

"What?" you inquired, amused by what he had just stated. "I called because you have one of my books and I'd like it back."

"What the heck am I even saying?" he wondered aloud.

"Uh... okay, I'll return it to you." You responded, fully oblivious to the situation.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, you questioned, "Is that what you called me for?"

"Yeah... wait-no!" he responded.

"You're acting strange." "Are you all right, Theo?" You inquired, perplexed as to what was going on.

Mattheo was deep in thought at this point. They seemed to have gained control of him. "What if she merely breaks their friendship after his confession?" said a chorus of voices within his head.

"I hope she feels the same way I do," the other voice said.

He jolted back to reality to find you staring at him blankly. "I am. Yes, I'm alright," he answered, shifting his gaze back and forth between you and your lips.

He had this sudden desire to kiss you. Isn't that the best solution? I mean, if he couldn't say anything, he could just kiss her. After all, his lips would tell her how much he craves and loves her. Maybe then everything will turn out fine.

"I'm getting ready to leave." You said, "I have some work to do." You were going to leave when your wrist was grabbed.

He exclaimed, "Wait!"

When you turned around, you saw him lost in meditation.

He just had one more chance to make things right. Something had to be done. His thoughts were revolting, and he had a lot going on in his head.

"Kiss her!" says the narrator. Just go for it! "

"You idiot, kiss her." This is the moment you've been waiting for your whole life.

"Kiss her!" said the voices inside his head.

He muttered under his breath, "Fuck it," and then quickly joined his lips to yours, luring you into a deep, passionate kiss.

That was something you didn't expect. Today is not one of those days. Even though the kiss had taken you by surprise, you reciprocated the kiss. His hair was gripped by his hands. You drew yourself closer to Mattheo, his hands slowly making their way to your waist, pulling you in deeper, your bodies almost colliding.

His tongue explored your mouth as it made its way towards it. Your tongue is entangled in each other. His grunts and your moans filled the room. "You two pulled away for air."

You always liked Mattheo, and the fact that he too had the same feelings made you have butterflies in your stomach.

"You have no idea how much I wanted to do that," he said, looking at you. You nodded in response and chuckled, and the both of you indulged in yet another passionate and steamy kiss.

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