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@i-await
anonymously make an assumption about me and i'll confirm/deny it
i’m… i’m sorry… WHAT! YOUR HONOR, WHAT!!!!!!!! the slutty overalls, the pose, the white tee!?! the BOOK IN HIS HAND!!!!
waittttt why’s he so hot 😅😝
The truth is, he will inevitably find himself torn somewhere between light and dark, good and evil—never in-between, never quite somewhere at once.
@theladyriddle
"Tonight, I'm in the hands of fate I hand myself over on a plate now / Come, pull my strings, watch me move I'd do anything, please (I'm yours to keep)." —Behind The Wheel - Depeche Mode
The red glow of your bedroom lights illuminates Mattheo's sharp features as he grins at you beneath the crimson hues.
(You'd insisted they're romantic. His mouth had been too busy to disagree.)
The relationship between you is still new; the giddiness of falling for someone lingers over your every interaction. His kisses sprout butterflies in your stomach. His smile knocks the breath straight from your lungs.
It's that very same smile that has your heart thudding with a nervous beat as his hand snakes around your neck and glides under your hair like it belongs. His thumb, left free, rubs circles into the side of your throat. His grip is firm; it makes you feel safe and secure in a way you never before knew anyone could.
Mattheo pulls you into a kiss, your lips brushing together—once, twice, more; so chaste it makes your heart melt. When he finally pulls back, his dark eyes are sparkling with playful joy, ruby-red from the luminance.
It's the most gorgeous sight you've ever seen.
"You know," he murmurs, swiping his thumb up and down your neck, "I keep thinking how pretty you would look covered in hickeys." His grin turns predatory as he leans in at an angle and turns your neck in the direction of his hand, leaving your throat exposed to him. He begins to press firm kisses on the skin, each one slow and deliberate.
"Don't you dare," you breathe out in warning, even as goosebumps rise on your skin from the sensation. Damn him, and his soft lips, and his sultry grin, and absolutely everything else about him.
He sucks on the tough skin, his lips light enough to create a vacuum but not quite rough enough to leave marks. "I won't, pretty girl, don't worry," he hums in reassurance, though he's already found a new spot to worship with his attention. He licks a stripe up your neck, his tongue hot and wet. "But maybe one day..." His teeth graze on your skin, nip teasingly to wind you up as he continues, "One day, when we're all alone and no one's around to see..."
Your breath hitches in your throat, and your mind grows hazy from lust at even these simple gestures. He sucks a little bit harder, enough to leave a red mark that would fade by the next morning. You gasp quietly as he continues, "One day, like maybe on our honeymoon..." He punctuates the statement with another nip, but you barely notice it.
Honeymoon? He was already thinking about a honeymoon? You freeze, swallowing the lump in your throat as you listen to his seductive drawl.
"One day," he repeats, "I'll cover every inch of your body with my marks, until you're red and purple everywhere I can reach. Then, finally, everyone who ever looks at you will know that you're mine."
It's a hauntingly possessive statement for a relatively new relationship, but you can't hide the heated shiver it sends down your back. And you definitely can't hide your quiet moan when he goes ahead and sucks a love bite into your neck anyway.
At least he had the decency to do it where you can hide it with your hair, you manage to think before you kiss him senseless.
p.s.—welp, my first post. big thank you to @puddlesoffrogs for the beta read, as well as my irl editor E. and huge thank you to everyone who put up with all my stubbornness in the pursuit of peer pressuring me to post my first fic/drabble, lol. love you all <3
WOOP WOOP you did it! Proud of you and happy to have helped 🫶👏 this was deliciousssss — mattheos possessiveness sneaking out, his hold on us mentally and psychically HANDS ON OHR THROAT, LIPS ON OUR NECKS, HIS VOICEEEE
"You know," he murmurs, swiping his thumb up and down your neck, "I keep thinking how pretty you would look covered in hickeys." His grin turns predatory as he leans in at an angle and turns your neck in the direction of his hand, leaving your throat exposed to him. He begins to press firm kisses on the skin, each one slow and deliberate.
Honeymoon? He was already thinking about a honeymoon?
bahahah I love the way he’s so deranged in the sexiest way, like he’s just a yearner at heart realllly. what it’s only a new relationship pssssh he’s looking forwards a real planner 😍 that’s bf material !
pizzaaaaaaaaa as if reading it for me TWICE wasn't enough 😭🩷 I'm cackling fhekrjrjfh biggest whore that side of the Atlantic fr
you're so right, the light was actually green bc of all the green flags he's omitting!!!!! soooo dedicated, so future oriented, he's the perfect husband 👀👀👀
sometimes i be saying im gonna go to bed and then i dont go to bed. frequently in fact. this is because i have the heart of an optimist and the soul of a liar
@i-await @theladyriddle @catching-fire-in-the-wind
Hoping to have a surprise out tonight for my birthday :3
ok so. I COULD do that. Or. I could chicken out :)
No genuinely y'all I had it ready, was about to press post, and then I suddenly pussied out and decided to rewrite the whole thing....
Hoping to have a surprise out tonight for my birthday :3
ok so. I COULD do that. Or. I could chicken out :)
Hoping to have a surprise out tonight for my birthday :3
New ask game:
Reblog if you want your followers to tell you what your trademark ™️ is. Like, what’s that thing that really identifies you.
Alder Tree
Mattheo Riddle x Gryffindor!Reader
Summary: Birthdays are supposed to be special but what happens when everyone forgets except for one person?
Tags: hurt/comfort, it's reader's bday, Golden Trio slander, Ron being Ron, Mattheo to the rescue, happy ending, not really proofread, I can barely keep my eyes open so we'll blame that lol
A/n: Happy Birthday @theladyriddle 🥳 Surprise! I know you wanted me to come over to the dark side so here I am and I brought you cake🎂. I hope you like it and well if you don't😅 just forget about this story all together. Happy birthday so much and I love you! Ps: I'm sorry for lying to you when I asked for help with that one story😬
Today was an ordinary day. A day just like yesterday, tomorrow, and the day after that. A day in a week with your elbows buried deep in parchment paper and textbooks. Two assignments due in Charms, one in History of Magic, and a group project in potions.
Just an ordinary day.
It also was your birthday.
LOOK WHAT MY BABY WROTE ME. MY WIFE. THATS MY WIFE!!!!
For the ask game: 10 and 26 :)
Hey!
10. Dream pet? Ok, I wouldn't actually keep one as a pet, but if I could I would have a baby (that would then get big obviously) tiger. Tigers have been my favorite animal for so long. Jasmine is my favorite Disney princess, and I always found myself a little jealous that she had a pet tiger (Rajah my beloved). Though, if I had to choose another one, I would choose a penguin because before tigers, penguins were my favorite (and they still are). Oh and lastly I want a bird (like yours!) I saw one a few months ago at the pet store when my mom and I had to stop there for something, and he or she was so sweety baby <3
Ok enough rambling on that question haha!
26. Share one outlook you have on life: I'm not entirely sure this is an outlook (maybe it is) but life is really about the little things. Sounds cliche, but if you wait around for only big, grand things to happen, and view those things as "things that make life worth living" then you will miss out on a lot.
Thank you for sending me these Fawn :)
Jasmine's your favorite princess, you say?
I LOVE COLLABORATIVE SOTRYTELLING I LOVE CREATING THINGS TOGETHER I LOVE "YES AND"ING WITH OTHERS I LOVE "NO BUT WHAT ABOUT-"S I LOVE HEARIJG MY FRIENDS' IDEAS I LOVE BOUNDING OFF OF THEM I LOVE ART I LOVE STORIES I LOVE ALL THE DIFFERENT PASSIONS AND SKILLS REQUIRED I LOVE ALL THE DIFFERENT MEDIA IT TAKES I LOVE I LOVE I LOVE
I am a PASSIONATE commenter on fanfiction, but sometimes it slows down my reading because I don't want to read if I don't have the mental energy to leave the long comments I want to
Still, as an author, I know even a short note can mean the world.
So, I put together a little guide with different “levels” of comments, so it’s easier to leave something without overthinking!
Hopefully this helps someone else too!
listen to me. this is my final message to you. when you are at your lowest a fictional guy will come to you and when that happens you must start putting them in situations. this is the meaning of life.
you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.
Guys. Guys. The current count of fics is at like 40+. The current count of total works including drabbles and headcanons is over 80. I know I'm taking a while but dear lord grant me leniency pls