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rainydayathogwarts · 7 months

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neville longbottom smut

reader makes Neville cum in his pants at a party. warnings: dry humping, whimpering, public sex(?), swearing wc: around 0.9k

Your body sways to the music, the plastic cup in your hand spilling some of your drink onto your hand, but it only blends in with the shimmering glint of sweat on your skin. You're dancing with some girl you don't recognise, singing the words to a song at the top of your lungs. You look around, trying to spot your boyfriend in the crowd, to make sure he's not doing anything he shouldn't be, only to notice him sitting on an armchair next to the fireplace, his eyes already on you.

He meets your gaze and your body suddenly goes hot, despite the warmth from the alcohol that had already settled in. He was keeping an eye on you, butterbeer in hand, not focused on anything else. You grin, pushing your way through the dance floor until you finally stumble away from the crowd of sweaty bodies and into the more dispersed area of the busy common room. You giggle when you approach Neville, watching as his eyes run along you figure. You down the rest of your drink, putting the now empty cut next to what you assumed was the empty bottle butter beer Neville had already had. "You okay sweetheart?" He asks and you nod, shifting to stand between his legs.

He sits up straight to put his hands on the back of your thighs, pulling you slightly closer to him; the most affection he'd giving you tonight. He offers you a sip of butterbeer but you decline, watching as he brings his lips to the bottle, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallows, before putting the bottle aside. You bring a hand up to play with his hair as your hips start moving again, the other arm on his shoulder. You look down at the boy below you and sigh in pleasure as his hands start moving up and down your thighs.

His head leans on your lower stomach, his attention caught by the dancing bodies. You furrow your eyebrows, glancing over at the dance floor to look at all the girls in their tight dresses. You huff. The hand you have in his hair closes moderately into a fist and you tug it backwards slightly, making Neville look up at you, only to be met by your lips slamming down onto his. He moans loudly, his hands on your thighs moving so his arms can wrap around you.

His mouth immediately opens to welcome your tongue in and you put your weight onto him, pushing him back into the armchair as you climb onto him, your legs coming on either side of his thighs as you straddle him. Neville whimpers, the sound drowned by the music, his arms tightly wrapping themselves around your waist to pull you impossibly closer. And he does, dragging you across his lap so your panty-clad cunt grinds against his fully clothed dick.

You both moan into each other, and you feel your boyfriend's usually gentle hands travel down to your ass, roughly gripping it. You grind against Neville once more to see how comfortable he is with this, and he separates from the kiss to gasp for air, his mouth open in a silent moan. Your eyes scan the room, checking to see if you had attracted anyone's unwanted eyes, but your attention is brought back to Neville, who tugs your dress further down your thighs, having ridden up when you straddled him.

When you make eye contact with him again, his eyes are begging you to continue your movements and so is the tent in his pants. You push your hips down onto his and moan quietly, biting your lip. Neville's eyes widen and he looks around for a second before turning his attention back to you, a hand coming behind your neck to pull you into a kiss, the other one pushing your hips into his.

He gently humps his hips up into yours to encourage your movements, grunting as though he has never had your legs spread for him, and you dig your face into the crook of his neck, letting out a breathy moan. Your hot breath on his neck sends shivers down Neville's spine and he pants, leaning his head on your shoulder and looking down through the top of your dress. He whines, eyes widening at the sight of your tits, his hands immediately coming up to grope them. You let out a high pitched moan when he squeezes one of your perky nipple, hips bucking into his desperately, so that your pussy grinds right against the tent in his jeans, feeling the imprint of his cock against you.

Neville bites your shoulder to cover the loud whimpers that come out of him, hands gripping your thighs as he roughly bucks his hips into yours. That's when you feel the wetness on his jeans, this time not coming from you, and you grin proudly, pulling Neville into a kiss. He returns the kiss, still panting, his hands now softly caressing your sides. When you both separate from the kiss and Neville finally catches his breath, he says "How about we go upstairs and I can finish you off?"

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tas01 · 1 year

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Useful Tool I use to Revise Instantly

A useful tool I use to change the old story and manifest a new story. I picture myself holding onto the memory stick from Men In Black. If you're not familiar with this movie. They pulled out this stick to erase people's memories and fill them with a different story. It's an easier way for me to revise a story right on the spot. I know I've been there where I wished I never said that or I wished that never happened. Something that I was so embarrassed about that I wanted to crawl up into a little rock and never come out. Until I discovered the law of assumption. Revision is my favorite thing to do.

My Affirmations

* That Never Happened.

* Nope I never said that. I said this...

* I can change people instantly.

* I'm so good at revision.

* I don't remember what happened.

* Nothing Happen.

* They didn't hear that. They heard this...

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sirensplayhouse · 2 years

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Abdullah told Neville, “don’t talk about going to Barbados, because you are already in Barbados, when you go to sleep tonight you’re not going to sleep in New York , you’re going to sleep in Barbados”

you want to wake up in your dream reality or to your dream appearance? you already have it

when you go to sleep tonight you’re gonna go to sleep as if you’re sleeping in your dream reality or sleeping with your desired appearance.

nothing more and nothing less.

persist and assume that when you wake up you’ll be waking up in the reality where you have all of your desires, and you will be. your subconscious hears your desires and exists to carry out exactly what you want.

the moment you open your eyes you will have exactly want you desire simply because you told your subconscious you wish to have it and since you wish to have it, it is yours.

“Have faith in your imagination act and watch it become reality”

ask yourself how would you feel if you woke up and had it all; some might feel free, joyful, ecstatic, too stunned to speak, etc. however you would feel to wake up to all of your desires being fulfilled, go to sleep in that feeling or feeling(s) because it’s already yours and watch your 3D conform instantly. (side note; emotions do not manifest and again all of this is my personal opinion)

don’t worry about the how it’s going to happen, just know it’s going to happen because you wished for it to happen. manifesting is instant nothing stops your manifestations from taking form. you have to put in the work to feed your subconscious the emotions and the thoughts that the person you want to be would.

for example;

you wanna wake up a multibillionaire. trust and believe Jeff Bezos is not sitting around complaining or thinking about how much money he’s spending, or that he needs to cut back on spending money or he doesn’t have it.

shift your mindset to the person that has billions of dollars in their account, you don’t ever have to worry about money because whatever you spend you get it back x 1000 , never think that you have a lack of money because you’re literally a walking ,talking , breathing multibillionaire who never has to worry about money because it flows to you so easily and effortlessly.

your manifesting your desired appearance? you’re beautiful, the baddest thing walking on two feet on this earth, men/women want to fall at your feet just by looking at you, your features are god/goddess like, nobody can resist your beauty and that’s a stone cold hard fact.

literally you can have all of your desires as soon as you think about them or as soon as you wake up the next morning all because you said so.

okkkkk I’m done with my rant, I just had to get that off my chest😌just know you’re a powerful ass god/goddess and nothing can stop your desires from manifesting instantly and easily not even you.

now I look forward to hearing how y’all read this and woke up with your desires or instantly manifested something just by thinking about it🤭

𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦，

𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑛

🧜🏾‍♀️

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v1olentdelights · 10 months

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Everything has changed.

Do you name headcanons? Anyway, I am also going to be naming this one because I want to :) --requested--

Neville would never have imagined he would meet someone else who is like him. You were someone who appreciated the small things in life.

It started as a friendship, really. In your first year, you had been assigned as his table partner in charms class, the one he struggled in the most.

You excelled in it (he would find out later that you were actually quite average, but studied in the library so you could help him more). And things only grew from there.

When the second year rolled around, he was excited to see you again! You had kept in contact over the summer, constantly talking about mundane things. But he looked forward to every letter, as did you.

He was worried for you when the issue of the chamber of secrets circulated through the student population.

You both would spend some extra time together. Studying or lounging in the quart yard.

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In his 3rd year, he struggled a lot. Things with his parents had taken a toll on him. He was beginning to realize that they wouldn’t be returning to a normal state.

He had asked you to meet him in the astronomy tower one night. It wasn’t something he had ever done before. Of course you had spent evenings together, he would sit next to you at dinner. And he would walk you to your common room, bidding you goodnight.

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When you found him up there, his feet were dangling off the edge. It was then that you knew something was really wrong. Neville didn’t like standing on the edge of the balcony to use the telescope, and now he was hanging his feet off the edge?

“Nev, are you okay?” Your voice was soft and caring. It made him want to cry even more. When he looked back at you, he saw the concern written all over your face.

“I-“ his voice gave out, quickly wiping his tears and clear his throat he tried again. “I need to talk to you about something, please.”

“Of course! What can I do?” Making your way over to him, you grabbed his hand and pulled it in your lap.

“My parents. They have been in St. Mungo’s for the past 11 years. And they haven’t gotten any better.” He began to tremble at the thought of his parents.

“I don’t know what to say, Nev. I’m sorry, it is not enough, but that’s all I can think to say. I’m. here for you.” Gripping his hand a bit tighter, you pulled him into you. His head rested on your shoulder as he began to sob.

“I don’t know what to do without them. I thought they would get better. I thought I’d have parents again.” It was hard to catch most of what he was saying through his cries and hoarse voice.

“They will always be your parents. You have to know that. And they will always be there for you.” It was something you couldn’t stress enough.

It was then that Neville understood you were no ordinary friend. You were something special.

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By the 4th year, things began to change. You wouldn’t meet his eyes as much anymore, He got panicky at the thought of being alone with you.

There had even been a few times where you caught yourself writing your first name next to his last. But you quickly throw the journal into the bottom drawer of the desk in your room.

Despite the anxious feeling you had at the thought of being around Neville, you often spent time with him by the lake. He had been trying to find some kind of water plant…

You were sure he had told you about it at some point, but you weren’t focused on the words he was saying.

At some point, Harry Potter decided to join you both. He said he wasn’t speaking to Hermione and wasn’t on good terms with Ron.

Of course, both you and Neville invited him to join you. But it actually made Neville feel something. A sick but upset feeling in his stomach.

You began to talk to Harry about quidditch and the tournament trials. You found yourself actually enjoying the conversation simply because the great and mighty chosen one was really just a simple 15 year old who had a somewhat normal life.

But that meant you weren’t talking to Neville about the book you were reading. And you weren’t telling him about how you wanted to travel the world, alongside Neville, before settling down.

Neville would never admit to it, but in this moment, he was jealous of Harry Potter. Not because he was the focus of everyone, not because he was the hero, and especially not because he had defeated Voldemort, (well half of him?) at the age of 11. No, he was jealous of Harry Potter because he had your attention.

Soon, dance lessons began. Most people thought it was hilarious and made a joke of it. But not you, in fact you enjoyed it. Thankfully, you were partnered up with a girl friend, there was no awkwardness of a boy. Yet.

Neville had practiced and practiced. He even devoted extra time he would have spent helping some of the first years with homework to practicing a waltz he knew you were particularly fond of.

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However, something happened. Well, he only witnessed the first half of it, but he could feel that sickening feeling of jealousy burn again…

Harry Potter had sent a paper butterfly fluttering towards you. Inside was the question Nev had dreaded.

Would you do me the great honor of going to the Yule Ball with me? Meet me out in the viaduct courtyard after class.

You blushed at the thought that someone had asked you to the ball. But your thoughts were interrupted by Neville quickly excusing himself and rushing out of the hall.

Thankfully, the study period and the school day ended soon after. You found Harry waiting for you by the stairs.

“So, what do you think?” He was smiling brightly and holding a hand out for you as you took a rather large step down onto the bridge to the courtyard.

“Harry, I am honored that you asked me, trust me. Getting asked to the ball is something I never thought would happen.” As you turned to him you could see a small smile.

“But…” With a light chuckle, you nudged him in the shoulder.

“But I am actually hoping someone else will ask me. Don’t take it the wrong way, I just… I really like this boy, and I think he likes me as well, and I really really want to go with him.” Your face felt warm again at the thought of going to the ball with Neville.

“Well why don’t you ask this mysterious person?” He nudged you back. “Actually part of the reason I asked you is to possibly push either of you to ask the other out. Come on. It is obvious that you love each other.” Your jaw dropped.

“You asked me, knowing I would say no? Did you just use my rejection against me?!” You found it hilarious, but also there was a small, very small part of you that was hurt that he would do such a thing.

“Yes, I mean if you had accepted it, I would totally have taken you to the ball. But I knew you would say no.” Both of you stopped outside the entrance to the central hall. He now looked at you straight on with a serious-ish face. “Now go get your lover boy.”

Later that evening, you found him sitting in the herbology wing. He sat by the pond watching the fish swim around. They had no problems, no worries about asking someone to the ball, and Neville envied that.

“Neville?” You had finally found him. You had also cursed the founders for making the school so big that you scoured the entire school for him. “Nev, can we talk?”

He simply gestured for you to sit next to him on the bench.

“Did you leave because of Harry?” The huff he let out was an answer of its own.

“Maybe. Why does it matter? Did you just come here to gossip about it?” He almost sounded mad.

“No.” It came out defensively. “Why would I do that? I came to let you know that I turned down his offer.”

“Why would you do that? He is the perfect stand-up boy.” Why was he acting like this? Your sweet Neville.

“Because I want you to ask me. I’ve been waiting, I thought you felt the same way. I must have read the signs wrong.” You got up and began to walk away, but he grabbed your wrist to stop you.

“You didn’t. You didn’t read the signs wrong. I just didn’t know if you wanted to go with me. I had this whole plan for this evening, and then he asked you, and I thought you would just go with him.” He slipped his hand into yours, slotting your fingers together.

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That is what led you to this moment. All the dancing at the ball, it made you feel like royalty, like you were the most beautiful person in the room. After quite some time of jumping around and dancing, you and Neville escaped to a balcony.

He spun you once on your way out. You let out a little laugh, a sound he wished he could bottle up and listen to over and over again.

Then it all came crashing in. Everything had changed. You were more than friends, something you couldn’t quite place yet.

It could only be described as a moment from a muggle movie. He brought his hand up to your cheek, his thumb ever so gently brushing against your face. As he looked all over your face, they finally landed on your eyes.

“All I know since yesterday is everything has changed” a moment of silence before he was leaning in.

And you realized that you were completely okay with this new change.

#grace writes #neville fluff #neville longbotton x reader #harry potter #neville x reader #neville longbottom x you #neville longbottom #harry potter fanfic #harry potter fanfiction #neville blurb #neville imagine #neville longbottom thoughts #neville headcanon #neville longbottom headcanon

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vilentia · 8 months

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Love's Bloom

Neville Longbottom x reader

Summary: In the Hogwarts greenhouse, a heartfelt connection blossomed.

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Neville stood amidst the vibrant flora of the Hogwarts greenhouse, his hands carefully tending to a delicate Mandrake leaf. He was always at peace here, surrounded by the beauty and serenity of the magical plants he loved so dearly. But today, his heart fluttered with a different kind of magic.

As he lost himself in the rhythmic dance of leaves and petals, the soft footsteps of someone approaching caught his attention. He turned, his eyes meeting yours, and a warm smile blossomed across his face. There you were, the person who made his heart race faster than a Golden Snitch.

"Hey, Neville," you greeted him, your voice as sweet as a melody. The gentle hum of the Hogwarts castle in the background seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your own little world.

"Hello," he replied, his cheeks tinted with a soft blush that matched the vibrant hues of the flowers around you. "I didn't expect to see you here today."

You stepped closer, the delicate scent of blooming petals filling the air. "I wanted to find you," you admitted, your eyes locking onto his. "There's something I've been meaning to say."

Neville's heart skipped a beat, and he gently set aside the Mandrake leaf he'd been tending to. "What is it?" he asked, his voice laced with anticipation.

Your fingers reached out, lightly brushing against his as you closed the distance between you. "Neville, you're perfect to me," you whispered, your eyes shimmering with sincerity. "Everything about you, your kindness, your strength, your passion for magical plants—it all makes you perfect in my eyes."

Neville's heart swelled with emotion, and he took your hand in his, his touch as tender as the caress of a petal. "And you," he began, his gaze unwavering, "you're the magic in my world, the melody in my heart. You're perfect to me too."

In that moment, surrounded by the enchanting beauty of the greenhouse, you and Neville shared a love that was as timeless and enduring as the most resilient of magical plants. It was a love that, much like the song of a heart, would forever echo its sweet, perfect tune.

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heaven4lostgirls · 1 year

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Good evening,

Could I request a Neville Longbottom x reader where she has a nightmare, so she goes to the common room to calm down, but she runs into Neville there (also had a nightmare), and they comfort each other.

(That was the longest, most incoherent sentence I've ever written. Holy cow.)

Have a lovely night,

-V

blossoming love in the dead of winter

neville longbottom x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of panic and fear, nightmare

a/n: this was so cute and i loved writing it thank you so much for requesting!

you were drowning, at least that’s what it felt like when you woke up gasping for air in the middle of the night. your throat closed up and your palms sweating as you grasped at anything for you to calm yourself down. you hadn’t had a nightmare in months however now they seemed to be coming back in waves, why? you had no idea.

you knew trying to get back to sleep would be fruitless so instead you shakily climb out of bed and slip on your shoes to make your way down to the common room to do some light reading in order to calm yourself down.

you can’t stop your breath from coming out panicky and neither can you stop the tears from cascading down your face, it all felt so real, too real.

as you reach the bottom of the stairs another shivering figure is sitting on the couch, a tall and sad neville longbottom, you both had spoken in passing and when put together for assignments but you would not class yourselves as friends in the slightest.

you wordlessly make your way next to him and softly sit down not to scare him and he lifts his gaze up to yours where he can clearly make out your tear stricken face and he frowns almost comically if not for the fact that his nose is red and his eyes rimmed the same.

your hand softly reaches out in comfort to place over his and he almost retracts his before finding comfort in your warm gaze and softly moving to lay his head on your lap.

words aren’t exchanged between the two of you as you softly show him your book in question and he nods in favor of you reading it softly as the fire illuminates your flushed face.

your left hand holds your book as your softly read through the passages whilst your right simultaneously runs through neville’s hair and flips through the pages.

after a while neville begins to notice your eyes dropping ever so slightly because his main attention is rather on your face than whatever book you’re reading and he tugs your wrist urging you to lay beside him on the small couch.

you know you won’t be able to fit and you softly tell him so and he frowns not wanting to be away from you.

his eyes light up slowly and he urges you to lay down before grabbing a blanket and laying down on your chest.

the position is surprisingly comfortable and you both slowly begin to doze off, not before neville brings your hand up to place back on his head silently asking you to play with his hair again and who are you to deny him the simple pleasure.

#juliwrites #harry potter #neville imagine #neville longbottom #neville longbottom x reader #neville longbottom x fem!reader #neville longbottom x you

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bookloover35 · 10 months

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Neville Longbottom x fem slytherin reader- Flowers.

YNS POV:

YN: Ugh finally the potions class is over.

What's the next lesson Hermione?

Hermione:Let me check out my schedule.

Hermione took up the schedule and it said that we both have Herbology.

Hermione: We have Herbology.

Yes Herbology it's my favorite lesson you can call me a flower and plant freak. I really love doing flowers and plants.

Hermione:I see that someone is happy. Geez YN not even I'm so happy when it's my favorite lessons, and I'm called Hogwarts biggest study horse.

YN: What can I say I'm a plant freak. Hi, we meet there I have to go to the Slytherin common room and pick up my notebook.

She said okay then we went our way and I know what you think. Hello, are you not in Slytherin, why are you hanging out with a Gryffindor, are you not enemies with each other. You must hate each other.

Yes Gryffindor and Slytherins do not like each other. But I actually like hanging out with people who are in Gryffindor or those in the other Hogwarts houses. I do not want to be the typical stereotype Slytherin who hates everyone else.

Hermione is actually one of my very best friends. Yes, I sometimes hang out with Harry and Ron too, but Hermione is something I can tell everything about.

I walked so fast that I happened to walk into someone so I fell, when I looked up I saw that it was Neville.

Neville:Oops sorry YN.

Oh, I forgot to mention that I'm a little in love with him. I smiled at him and held out my hand so he could help me up, then I said.

YN: Neville, I'm the one to apologize to you. It was I who went into you, not the other way around.

He blushed and smiled back then he took my hand and helped me up.

Neville: Where are you in such a hurry?

YN:I have to go to my room and get my notebook. We have Herbology as the next lesson.

Neville: Okay, you want me to come with you?

oh god he can not get any cuter. I wish more people could see how wonderful he is.

YN: No it's okay but thanks anyway. But see you later in Herbology.

Neville:Okay, see you there.

Then I did something I would not have dared to do before. I stood on my toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him.

YN:You are always so kind. Please never change it, and that's one of the reasons why I like you.

Then I ran away with a smile on my face. I just told the guy I like that I like him.

(Jumpskip).

Under class.

Professor Sprout: Today children we are going to learn about healing plants. Look up page 35 in the books please.

I picked up the book and looked up at Neville. He starts to blush when he sees that I'm looking at him. I started to smile he's so cute when he does that. Hermione saw and started giggling at me.

I pushed her a little lightly and then we started laughing louder. Everyone in the greenhouse was watching us but we did not care. But we stopped when Professor Sprout asked us to calm down.

We both said sorry but Professor Sprout just laughed. She's really my favorite teacher at Hogwarts. Then I whispered to Hermione and told her I had kissed Neville on the cheek and told him I liked him.

She starts giggling even more and then she looked at Neville and whispered to me.

Hermione:I can see he likes you too.

I smiled and thought.

" I hope you're right Hermione."

(Jumpskip A couple of minutes later.)

Neville: Um Hey YN.

I looked up from my work and saw Neville with a flower in his hand and on the flower sat a note.

YN: Hi Neville, who's the flower for?

I said a little nervous think if he does not like me that way. What if he likes someone else?

Neville: It's actually for you, I know how much you love red roses.

I started blushing and giggling. I really love red roses. He gave me the flower and then he kissed me on the cheek and whispered.

Neville: Read the note.

On the note.

"YN You are as beautiful as this rose even more beautiful. I like you too, I've been doing that for a very long time. So I have a question for you, do you want to go on a date with me on Saturday?

I looked up from the note and smiled then I nodded and said yes. He smiled back at me then went back to his place. I can not understand he likes me too. God what I long for until Saturday, I'm going on a date with my dream guy.

The End.

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jmanifest · 2 years

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Aug 24 Reminder

To walk through door of unlimited possibility, we need to leave behind the story we tell about our past.

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l8atnite · 2 years

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Neville Longbottom

#harry potter fancast #fancast #neville imagine #neville longbottom #logan lerman #aesthetic #gryffindor

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nevlogbottom · 1 year

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HELLO! I finally got around to writing about Neville and I'm so excited. my original language is not english so sorry if you don't fully understand (i'm using a translator)

#neville longbottom smut #neville longbottom #neville longbotton x reader #harry potter #neville imagine #neville x reader #y/n #female reader #imagines #neville longbottom x you #smut #hp imagines #neville longbottom x y/n #romance #neville longbottom imagines

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nevsdoll · 11 months

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Neville x slytherin reader pls 💖💖💖

Where maybe he is her tutor in herbology , I need it so bad!! ✨✨

herbology for dummies | neville longbottom

neville longbottom x fem!reader

summary! ↑ the request! (⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠)

warnings; NSFW +18 SMUT ! underage + unprotected sex, slightly public! sort of hate-sex (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠) . . . (lmk if i missed any)

a/n: i always make these generic house reader so everyone feels connected but i'll try my best to make a slytherin character without being too stereotypical lmaoo !! ♡ (i couldn't find a gif i liked but i don't like this pic either)

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"i can't believe that bitch sprout gave me a tutor..." you said while walking towards the library, where you would meet your new tutor.

"no, that's believable, sweety. what's unbelievable is that your tutor is going to be that longbottom dork!" pansy said while laughing.

"oh, shut up... he is probably so sweet" you responded annoyed at your friend's mean words. "i'll see you later"

you entered the library and scanned the place looking for that gryffindor boy. he was sitting all the way in the back, where you could barely see him. you approached him, "why are we sitting here?" you asked.

neville looked up at you, "oh, hey" he thought for a second before answering to your question, "i don't know, i just felt like sitting here, i guess" you nodded and sat beside him as you watched him open the herbology book. "so, why are you particularly struggling with?"

"umm... i don't know, i don't really pay attention in class" you looked around the table which was filled with books that neville picked up. "why do we need all these books for?" you picked a random one, reading the title out loud, "'the enchanting world of magical plants: a guide to botanical mysticism', what the fuck is this? does this even enter on the test?"

"no... i just thought it might help..." he said, somehow embarrassed.

you grabbed another book, "'herbology for dummies', excuse me? are you mocking me, longbottom?" you looked at him angrily.

"what? that's just how it's called, it's not my fault! it's a good book i read it!" he said while taking the book from your hands and putting it away. "let's just get into studying" you sighed, already angry at him —not for a good reason—. basically, your first actual impression of neville longbottom was ruined.

you only knew about him because you saw him sometimes in class and at the corridors, but mostly you just knew what draco malfoy and his friends used to say about him. at that time, you thought they might have been right.

you were drawn away from your thoughts by the guy's voice, "i think these are the only topics that are gonna be on the test... i don't think mrs. sprout will ask anything about the water plants because we just started it..."

"i should just use a cheat sheet or something..."

"i mean, you could but i think sprout is going to do an anti-cheat spell, you know? because it's the end of the semester and all" neville looked at you with a small smirk.

you covered your face with your hands annoyed, "shit, you're right..." you let out a small breath, "okay, just teach me the most important so i can go, i want to go see the slytherin quidditch practice after this."

"slytherin is practicing today? i thought oliver booked the field..." he spoke, thinking out loud.

"that's the thing with you gryffindors, you think the world revolves around you." you said.

"how is that thinking the world revolves around us?" he rolled his eyes. "and that's really bold coming from someone who is friends with malfoy" he laughed annoyed.

you gasped, "okay, first of all, i'm not friends with draco; second of all, YOU are a friend of THE harry potter so of course you wouldn't notice the harry potter syndrome you all gryffindors fall into... and third of all, you are my tutor, you shouldn't say such things"

"i'm sorry, what?!" he opened his eyes in shock, completely offended. "how could you say that? you were the one who started this!"

"oh, real mature, longbottom" you looked away, trying to ignore him.

"also, what the hell is the harry potter syndrome?!" he asked with his eyebrows making a frown.

"exactly!" you said as neville just tsked at your response. "just teach me whatever you have to teach me" you added still looking away.

neville sighed and started going through the book, explaining every topic best way he could because due to your lack of response he couldn't know what you struggled most with.

this went on for quite some time, you had been swimming inside your deepest weirdest thoughts, not paying attention to anything neville had to say. at one point you even felt bad, it felt like you had these little cartoony versions of yourself on each shoulder saying "he is trying to help you!" and the other one saying "whatever, he is probably already used to being ignored. he was being rude". the boredom was just starting to get more vivid and you let out a yawn.

"you could at least pretend like you are listening!" he said. "i'm doing this for you, you know? i don't want to be here either."

"then leave! i'm not asking you to do anything! i just stayed here in case you were going to tell on me to sprout like the nerd loser you are!" you got up from the chair and closed the book. the only reason why you weren't screaming at each other was the fact that you were still at the library.

"what?!" he looked at you shocked. you looked at him in his eyes, you could sense he was somehow hurt. you stayed looking at each others eyes for a few seconds right before throwing yourselves into each others mouths.

you didn't even know how was it that the situation took this turn but now neville longbottom was sitting you on a table, throwing everywhere the herbology books he picked up while kissing you roughly with his hands grabbing your ass. —and he was honestly such a good kisser too, he knew exactly what to do and how to do it.

you quickly unbottoned your jeans needing more of his touch. he looked down at your movements and smirked, "shit, you wanna do it with a nerd loser, y/n?" he laughed.

"shut up" you unbuckled his belt, throwing it behind the books that were still on the table. neville laughed, absolutely forgetting about his shy and kind persona. he brought you closer and lowered your jeans, rapidly slipping his hand on your panties and caressing your bare cunt. "just do it, longbottom" he smiled and kissed your lips once more while lowering your panties and finally taking his erection out of his clothes. neville shoved his dick inside of you making you bite your lip to silence your scream. your body layed down on the table trying to adjust to his already rapid movements. your back already arching and hands begging for something to grab and hold on to. "neville, your cock feels so good..." you whispered.

neville bit his lip while increasing the pace. his hands ran through the inside of your shirt until finally meeting your breasts. he played with your nipples mercilessly as you moaned covering your mouth with your hand. "what has gotten you so excited?" he teased.

"you are lucky you are fucking me so good, if not, i would have left." you responded between gasps and moans. "i thought you were a virgin... how many girls have you fucked?"

"you are the only slytherin i had left" he said with that smirk on his face again.

"fuck you, longbottom." you sensed you were close, you wouldn't hold it for much longer.

"you are guilty of that." he laughed at the same time you finally released. cumming all over his cock and leaving cum leaking on the table. "damn, y/n... that was hot"

you breath out and dressed up. "thank you, tutor, i'm going to the quidditch practice. i'll see you tomorrow for another tutoring session!"

#neville imagine #neville longbottom smut #neville longbottom x reader #neville longbottom x y/n #harry potter fanfiction #neville longbottom x you

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rainydayathogwarts · 29 days

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something cute with neville please? like an awkward crush moment in class?

Kiss and Tell - Neville Longbottom Also I didn't make this an in class thing but it's only elevated this piece... Gryffindor!Reader

You knew Neville liked you. So did all your friends. In fact, pretty much everyone who crossed paths with you or Neville knew he liked you. But for his sake, such as your own, you never mentioned it, instead enjoying the attention he gave you and giving him soft smiles before quickly turning away from him so he couldn't see you internally panic, all your blood rushing to your face.

Despite both being Gryffindors though, you almost never encountered each other in the common room, often being separated by your different friend groups, or spending the night differently. It just so happened that on nights you had Quidditch practice, Neville would be in the common room, but when you were free, he was no where in sight. Thus, when you stumbled down to the common room late at night to finish your herbology essay, you were shocked to see Neville, sitting by the fireplace with his friends.

Other than the group of dorm mates laughing quietly, the common room was mostly empty, excluding a few 7th year students who widely intimidated you. You rushed to the long table next to the bookshelves, searching for the herbology book you'd purposefully left there the night before in hopes of encouraging you to get your work done. You had been unsuccessful. Finally laying your eyes on the thick textbook, you sighed, slumping down on one of the heavy, uncomfortable, wooden chairs at the very corner of the table.

Rubbing at your temples, you predicted how the night would go; you'd sloppily write one paragraph before your eyes would start to wander around, another hour passing by before you'd realise that you hadn't written enough for a full essay, but would half-ass a conclusion anyway so you could at least submit something. Oh, well. You scoffed at yourself, picking up your quill. This is unsurprising. After writing about a paragraph and a half, you're essentially copying down the words from the textbook blindly, leaning your head on your free hand.

"Y/N?" Your head snaps up and you inhale deeply, realising you'd zoned out as Neville begins to apologise for disturbing you. "No, no- Neville it's fine, really." You watch as he pulls a chair out at the head of the table and he catches your eye, pausing his movements. "I'm sorry, I didn't ask. Do you mind? If I sit?" His cheeks are rosy and you try to stop yourself from smiling, but you feel the tug at the corner of your lips nonetheless. "No, sit, Neville. Please." As he sits, you can't help but glance back at where he was sat with his friends, and notice them all staring straight at you. They definitely put Neville up to this, you register, as they all abruptly turn away from you, realising you'd caught them.

"Herbology?" Your head snaps back at Neville, nodding at his words. "Do you- well, do you need help?" You shake your head at him, pushing the paper aside. "No. I'm done with herbology for the night. Forever, actually." You both laugh at your words, and duck your heads away from each other, avoiding eye contact. You reach for your open ink bottle at the same time Neville does, pushing it towards you. You're too busy staring at where your fingers touch to grasp the fact that some of the ink has splattered out.

And suddenly, Neville's hand is pulling away from yours and he's panicking, and he's apologising and trying to find napkins. You're sat still during all of this, only perking up when Neville scurries back with tissues, leaning over you to wipe the ink off the table in front of you. He's close to you. So close you can smell his cologne. One of his hands grasps the back of your chair as he bends over slightly to clean the dark wood. You look up at him, admiring the way his usually neat hair falls into his face, mustering the courage to place your hand over his, immediately putting a halt to his movements.

"Neville. It's okay." You begin to stand, and he steps back so you're free to do so. When he tries stepping back further to give you space, you reach your hands out to grab the hem of the sleeves of his navy jumper. You step closer to him so your chests are nearly touching and lean in slightly. You hesitate, giving him enough time to pull away if he wanted to, but he doesn't. Moving one of your hands up to his shoulder, you lean in close enough to graze your lips against his lightly before fully pressing them against his.

The kiss is short. You pull away to watch his reaction, but don't get to take a glimpse at his face because he's grabbing you by the hips and tugging so you're completely pressed up against his body, your lips meeting his once more. This kiss is longer. Both your arms come up to his shoulders this time, one hand playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. You feel his goosebumps on your fingertips, letting him pull away from you, panting heavily. You smile, one of your hands coming back to your face to wipe some saliva off your bottom lip.

Neville is smiling broadly, his face nearly as red as his dorm mate's hair. He makes eye contact with you, but you can see him struggle to maintain it. Your hand snakes into his, and only then do you hear the cheers from beside the fireplace coming from his friends. "Um, I - Go out with me?" Even though he's staring at his shoes now, you giggle, leaning over one last time to kiss him on the cheek. Whilst still close to him, you whisper "I'd love to." Before releasing your hand from his and beginning to leave, only to remember your things on the table.

You're too giddy to feel embarrassed about having to turn back around to grab your stuff, running up to your dorm once you're done, and slamming the door behind you. You freeze, afraid to have woken up your dorm mates, but when three heads poke out from the curtains around Lavender's bed, you realise the only thing you interrupted was a gossip session.

Throwing your books on your bed, you trip over your feet running to join them, a story of your own to tell.

A/N: To everyone reading this fic who follows me, I'm so sorry I haven't posted in FOREVER. I have been so busy with everything, but I'm on holiday and will write as many things as I can. Love from mina xx

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tas01 · 1 year

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I wanted to share some things I've manifested. There's more I've done. So there will be part 2 in my future posts.

Manifesting men into my life.

Finding random love letters on my car. Just from walking by men or being in a store.

My affirmations

All men are instantly attracted to me.

That guy right there likes me and wants to date me.

That guy wants my number, he's going to give me his number.

That guy thinks I'm so beautiful.

All men want to date me

I'm so beautiful and the prettiest.

Manifest my desired phone. (Samsung Ultra 22)

I ended up trading my old phone in for my desired phone. And out of nowhere, there was a sale going on that day. I ended up paying nothing for it. And my phone company upgraded my phone plan at no charge.

My affirmations

Yep, it's mine.

I can afford it.

I love my new phone.

I have my new phone

It's the prettiest phone I've ever owned.

Another thing I did is I kept looking at the website and pretended I was shopping for it. And I put it in my cart and pretended I purchased it.

Desired Body

I lost 15 lbs in less than a week. With no change in diet or my exercise routine.

I did drink more water as a placebo effect. (Diet loss tool) I believed it worked because I already have this as my dominant thought. My thought of drinking tons of water will help me show quicker results.

I kept looking into my mirror by saying these

Affirmations

Omg I am so freaking skinny.

I am losing so much weight.

I can't believe how amazing I look.

I look so happy and healthy.

My SP

I've been feeling super closer and building a stronger and closer relationship with my Sp.

Affirmations

My sp loves being my best friend.

I love being my sp best friend.

My sp loves sharing everything with me.

I love sharing everything with my sp.

My sp loves talking to me everyday.

I love talking to my sp everyday.

My sp thinks about me all the time.

I think about my sp all the time.

My sp is comfortable around me

My sp says I am the only woman he wants to be with for the rest of his life.

My desired job

They hired me with no experience or a degree in this field. I'm a patient at this place and they said they were looking for someone to fill in and if I was interested. I said YES! PLEASE!

Affirmations

I don't remember affirming. But I just knew that I would be working there and feeling how amazing it would be to work here. I guess I was living in the end. As if I was already working there. 🥰

Manifested today a free coffee from Starbucks. I Affirmed today hm I wonder if I can manifest a free coffee. The lady said to me as I was purchasing a bag of coffee and I was also going to pay for a coffee to stay here so I can blog this post. She said you know I can just use your coffee out of this bag so you won't need to pay for the vente 👏😁 There are no big or small manifestations. There's no time limit. Everything you want is yours. 💋

Life is easy, life is simple. As soon as I say something I want, I instantly can have it.

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