hii i'm michelle! she/her, infp, ravenclaw, and i love harry potter (。•̀ᴗ-)و ̑̑✧
i like listening to music, watching films, baking, going on walks, eating, getting fun drinks with my friends & family, literature, f1, helping teachers with work, and blogging on tumblr!
a few of my favorite artists are adéla, suki waterhouse, lana del ray, cocteau twins, and taylor swift! my top 4 on letterboxd are: uptown girls, harry potter and the goblet of fire, the drama, and priscilla (⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷ᴗᵒ̴̶̷ꕤ) i love robert pattinson, emma watson, katie leung, cailee spaeny, elle fanning, and zendaya (there's probably just more but i added my favs from the top of my head!)
come into my inbox, comment on posts, i love interacting on tumblr and talking to people!! 🐶🤍🦉
seeing enhypen tomorrow 🥲 i'm so grateful that i get to go but i'm sad i'm not as excited as the last time i went, mainly because i don't really stan them anymore. i've spent so much money on them i don't know what to do!!!
warning/s: kissing, fem!reader, antinous being annoying, wrote this in 20 minutes and it shows.
a/n: just watched the odyssey a couple hours ago, and I love robert pattinson.
"Well hello there my lady," Antinous' voice cut through the air as you arranged the myriad of the Queen's colored threads. You simply rolled your eyes at the sound, he always did this, and you knew exactly what he wanted.
"Not now, Antinous, I'm working," you said, not even turning to look at him, finally getting the red threads in a neat line before moving on to the orange.
"Always working," he whined, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close to his chest so he could whisper in your ear.
"What about me?" He asked, placing a kiss to the shell of your ear, making you almost shiver.
"Don't you have a beggar to insult," you said, not wanting to give in to him just yet.
"I told you, I'm sorry about that," he sighed, throwing his head back dramatically before resting his chin on your shoulder as you moved on to sort the yellow threads.
"I was too deep in drink," he said against you, now placing a kiss on your neck which you still ignored.
"That seems to be the case all the time," you snapped once more, yet you didn't even try to escape his hold.
"Are you still cross with me about that?" He asked, nuzzling deeper into the side of your neck.
"I'm cross with you all the time," you said.
"That is true," he relented, kissing your neck again before letting his teeth sink into your flesh ever so slightly, the action making you gasp.
"Well, I guess maybe not all the time," he chuckled as you slapped one of his hands that rested upon your waist.
"I'm working Antinous," you said again, this time finally leaning into his touch.
"You know you like it," he teased, and you slapped his hand once more.
"What about a little kiss?" He tried.
"No," you said, moving on to sort the green threads.
"I'll stop bothering you after," he offered.
"I doubt that."
"Please, my love," he now begged, using the tone he knew made you melt. It was softer than usual, more boyish in comparison to the front he put up amongst the other men in the palace. And it was reserved only for you.
You let out a sigh. "You promise to leave me to work?"
"Soldier's honor," he promised, a grin on his face, knowing that he had won.
"We both know you're no soldier Antinous," you rolled your eyes, yet still turning around and reaching out to cup his cheek.
"So handsome though," you admitted, taking in his sharp features that almost softened at your touch.
"Was that a compliment?" He asked, raising a teasing brow that matched his equally teasing grin.
"Maybe," you said, leaning into him, finally closing the gap between you in a kiss.
It was quick, just a peck, and you were already pulling away, but he pulled you toward him again by the waist.
"Antinous," you let out a gasp that turned into a chuckle as you saw his face. The so-called soldier was pouting, and as always it got to you more than you cared to admit.
"That was no kiss my lady," he said, almost whining, and before he could do so even more you rolled your eyes again and pulled him in again by his cloak, giving him a searing kiss.
Your hand had found his hair, making a mess of the curls at the base of his neck, and his arm wrapped tighter around your waist making you cave into him.
His free hand made its way to your cheek, his thumb rubbing soft circles on your now burning skin.
The kiss was a long one, one that made a mess of both your clothes, with some of the elaborately placed pins in your hair also beginning to come loose.
Yet you both continued on, pulling away every few seconds, your hot breath fanning each other's lips before you both leaned in again.
It was when he hiked your leg up to his waist you realized you had lost yourself.
You pulled away quickly, placing your hand on his chest and pushing him away, the action was met with another pout.
"That is quite enough," you said, beginning to fix your clothes, and despite his disappointment, Antinous helped you.
He straightened out the strap of your dress that now hung lower on your shoulder than intended, and gently tucked the hair that stuck to your cheeks behind your ear.
"Beautiful," he whispered, not intending for you to hear, but the proximity failed him.
"Flattery will get you nowhere," you said simply, now satisfied with your appearance.
"I must now get to work," you said, giving his chest another push so you could squeeze past him, holding up your dress so you could sprint away back to do another task.
Leaving Antinous with quite the tight strain in his trousers.
🧁🧁🤍 cedric diggory as your boyfriend who bugs you about spending the afternoon roaming hogsmaede with no specific plan. he lets you drag him into every little corner shop you find, carrying your bags without you having to ask. then he'll smile to himself while you're pointing at silly trinkets in the windows. he doesn't even realize he's staring until you look at him with a small "...what?" and he just shakes his head. because it's nothing, you're just really pretty 🐶🤍
cedric who's so naturally warm that the second the weather gets the slightest bit cold, you're already attached to him like a magnet! your fingers are freezing, your nose is pink, and before you can complain he's already shrugging off his scarf to wrap around you instead. "you're going to be cold now, ced!", he only laughs and says "that's what my arms are for, isn't it?" and now you're tucked against his side with one of his arms draped around you shoulders for the rest of the walk.
cedric gets so distracted listening to you talk that he'll accidentally miss where he's walking! you'll be halfway through telling him about something from transfiguration when he almost bumps into a signpost because he's looking at you instead of the path ahead of you two. he laughs it off sheepishly, his cheeks turning pink as you tease. yet you're the one who ends up apologizing because he's looking at you with that ridiculously sweet smile!
don't even get me started on hugs!!! you'll say something completely stupid, talking your head off about random scenarios, and you start laughing before saying what you were supposed to say. laughing to the point where you can't stand properly! so you can only hide your face against his chest, giggling into his coat while your shoulders shake. cedric just stands there, a grin written in big fat bold letters all over his face. both of his arms were immediately wrapped around you holding you close so it's becomes where you belong. merlin, he could stay like this forever. his nose disappearing into your hair with a soft sigh. he doesn't rush you to stop either, just smiling into your hair like a little boy who bought his favorite sweets!
cedric who blushes so easily around you.. it's unfair! you'll be absentmindedly reaching up to fix his scarf because it came loose from the wind and suddenly this 6-foot-something quidditch captain is standing in front of you completely flustered. you didn't notice it at first, continuting to fix the knot like it's the most normal thing in the world. that is until you look up to tell him it's fixed, finding him looking anywhere but your eyes because he knows if he does, his face will get even redder than it already is!
i wanna sit in someones lap but like in a dom way, the slight elevation forcing them to look up at me (preferably with reverence and worship), lightly playing with their hair and giving it a loving yank every once and a while, their head in the crook of my neck as they murmur obsessive worship between kisses
