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HAPPY VALENTINE'S TO EVERYONE AND TO MY DARLING FRIENDS ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Thank you to @sophiaurora for letting me use this Pinterest Board idea for Valentine's! I didn't have a plan on what I was going to make today, until I saw your post and I thought it was an amazing idea!

VALENTINE'S PINTEREST BOARD TO MY LOVELIES ˎˊ˗

Lovelies ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ @pearlescenthoney @viperify @puddlesoffrogs @aapricus @govnder @dhazefawn @coffeelovingreader @nottendo @leeny-leens @nottsnymph @killa-mermaid

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need mattheo clingy like this

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Blaise being such a good listener that he will let you yap his ear off any fucking time of the day. Even to the point your multitasking riding his dick while getting your daily yarn in - that boy loves you for real

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the time has come to scrap every wip and write the 10 things I hate about you idea 😤 because Mattheo is Patrick I said what I said

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because Mattheo and Patrick are one in the same!!!!

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UM ALYSSA HELLO ?!?! bub wth you’re so sweet thank you!!! I LOVE U AND I MISS U 🖤🤍

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I took a bunch of prompts from all mostly Pinterest, tv shows, a few from Tumblr and some I made up. Feel free to mix and match a couple, the sections are kind of interlinked so don’t have to be restricted to their lists. (eg: a fluff prompt could actually be a smut one).

Also feel free to add in any other details as a normal request would, i.e. specific house, location, kind of trope vibe, smut/fluff/angst. Though note I don’t write for specific descriptions of the reader to make it readable for more people. The aim is to have all prompts be around 1k or less.

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Smut implied prompts 18+ NSFW

“Forget the bed...Lets do it right here”

“Well good morning to you too”

“You, uhm have - kinda touched - my- uh”

“everyone knows you want to fuck me.”

“you must be so lonely.”

“I'm not as innocent as I look”

Person A: “Admit you, like me.” Person B: “No i’m with { }.” Person A: “Yeah but when your with them you’re thinking bout me, aren't you.”

“behave yourself, or i'm warning you…”

“you think about the image a lot huh?”

“We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

Person A: “There's people here!” Person B: “i know. Try to stay quiet, understand?”

Action/location inspired

Getting distracted during a spell or task

Tight hugs that linger for longer than they should

Holding hands under the table

Being the first to look at each other after interesting news 

Snow related

Finding the other wearing a piece of your clothing

Taking a bath together

Hugs from behind

Geeking out over something

Falling accidentally in their lap on the train

Running into each other where your both not supposed to be. Finger pointing at each other.

Fluff/cute

“If you steal the blankets, I'm going to put my cold feet on you”

“Don't be silly. I want to stay up with you.”

Person A amazed by something: “Did you see that?!” Person B starring at them not what they did/or saw. “Yeah that was really adorable."

Person A laying in the arms of Person B reading a book while Person A tries to annoy them. “Annoying you is what I’m best at.”

“I couldn’t kiss you all day! I have so much to make up to you!”

“I crave your affection, but I crave your silence even more - shut up!”

Person A: “I’m busy. Studying...Naked!” Person B: “Is that supposed to keep me away?”

“I’ve never noticed [certain feature] before, its cute.”

Kissing the other person’s shoulder blades while spooning

“You talk in your sleep..”

Rival to lovers trope inspired

Bewildered person A “You know that almost hit me?” Disappointed person B “Yeah that was the point”

“Are you following me?” “I take this class too, remember.”

“Don’t think I'm doing this for you, it's clearly for [your pet]/ or “Ya know I only like you because of [your pet], not for any other reason of course. 

Person A shocked: “How’d you know I was gonna do that?” Person B nonchalant: “What can I say.. I get bored” Person A: “So you’ve been spying on me in your spare time? Person B: “More like admiringly from a very very far away”

“Watch out those things breathe literal fire you know’

“You're not seriously afraid of that are you?”

[Laughing] “I’ve never seen you that mad before.”

“I’m not jealous, I’m being absolutely reasonable.”

you don't exactly exude trustworthiness.

“Why are you doing this?” “You asked?” “Oh- didn’t realise you listened”

Random

“Shit. Shit, Shit c’mere”

“Gimme a second... I'm not drunk enough to listen to this”

“Let me guess. You caused it?

“Of course it meant something!”

“You’re waiting now to tell me this?” (bad timing confessions)

Person A: “I didn't think you'd keep that.” Person B: “of course i kept it. it reminds me of you.”

that thing you just stepped on? yeah, that was my foot.

“What? They looked at you funny”

“Clever isn’t it, I came up with it myself.”

“While you're here, mind giving me a hand?”

“Your a shitty friend!” “That’s becusse I want to date you!!”

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I also wanna boop his snoot

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august ౨ৎ m. riddle

౨ৎ mattheo riddle x fem!reader

౨ৎ fluff/angst

౨ৎ a whirlwind summer with mattheo leaves your head spinning and craving more, but when he chooses to ignore you at school, you know there has to be something going on. you just didn’t expect it to crush you so much

౨ৎ sex references, mentioned loss of virginity, cheating, slight toxicity, no war au

౨ৎ 2.2k words

౨ৎ I LOVE FOLKLORE i honestly might make this a little series and make a oneshot based on every song from the folkmore sister albums because it’s so fun lmao!!

mattheo riddle. a concoction of every terrible, addictive thing you could think of. a drug to your susceptible mind. the one person who ruined everything by giving you such happiness.

it all started back in the summer before 7th year. of course, most teenagers flee to the coast during the warmer summer months, a desperate attempt to absorb as much sun as possible before having to return to scotland's less than scorching weather for yet another year of classes at hogwarts. you were no different, and it seemed mattheo wasn't, either.

—

salty ocean air filled your nose as his lips met yours, a desperate action to be close to each other. he blindly searched for the rusty door handle of his hotel room behind you, wanting to get you out of the hall and into his bed as quickly as possible. sure, you’d had a couple of heated make-outs before, but nothing like this. it had never gotten to this point.

quickly pulling you down onto his sheets, he let his hand wander, beelining towards the plush of your ass, your hands searching through the chocolate curls atop his head.

“you sure you want this?” he whispered into your ear, planting sloppy kisses along your neck, his breath loud and heavy next to you, “i mean it. are you sure?”

you let your head fall back into the pale pillow, a place to rest whilst you tried to understand all of the new sensations pumping through you like blood from your heart, giving yourself a second to think.

“i’ve never done this before, matty,” you replied, your tone timid and weak compared to the rough husking of his voice swirling around your head, a constant memory of the boy you knew you’d never get over.

“it’s fine. you trust me, yeah?” mattheo pulled away for a moment, wanting to check before going any further with you.

“i want this,” you nodded, giving him all the reassurance he needed, prompting him to continue his journey down your body with the knowledge that you wanted to do this with him. you trusted him with something as fragile as your purity. that made him feel fucking insane.

his dark eyes took in the sight of you sprawled out across the white hotel bed, your soft lips and innocent eyes, your hair forming a halo around your head. his angel.

—

“red or white?” you smiled up at mattheo, your eyes darting to the bottle of wine in his hands as he handed it to you with a small shrug.

the two of you had decided to have a little picnic by the beach, a day to relax together as if that wasn’t what you did every day, anyway.

“not a clue,” he huffed, sitting down on the blanket you had set out on the sand, his hand instantly going for some cheese and crackers.

you slapped his hand away, a small pout on your face as he met your gaze, having absolutely no clue what you were stopping him for.

“wow, this looks fantastic! this is so good! thank you so much for getting all the food!” you mocked quietly, rolling your eyes. no matter how hard you tried to appear annoyed, you couldn’t hide the small smirk that crept its way onto your lips.

“oh, shut up,” he chuckled, tugging his shirt off and tossing it to the side, shaking his head, “thank you for putting it together. it looks really nice. you’re really nice, angel,” he added, his words playful, yet still a genuine thank you.

you poured each of you a glass of wine, laying down next to him, both of you on your stomachs, as he began to absolutely demolish the small buffet on the picnic blanket, your fingers lightly ghosting over his back. you couldn’t help but trace your own name, an invisible claim on the boy you adored more than anything.

“what are you doing?” he huffed quietly, turning his head to look directly at you and the way that a pink blush quickly spread across your cheeks as you got caught, your fingers pulling away, “i didn’t tell you to stop. i asked you what you were doing.”

“just… enjoying the moment,” you shrugged, shuffling close to him in an attempt to brush off the way you got flustered at his words.

his arm snuck around you almost instinctively, his lips planting a small kiss buried deep in your hair. a secret. a mark so important to you, but invisible to everyone else.

“i’m enjoying it, too,” he mumbled in reply, his free hand covering his mouth to hide all the food he’d shoved in it.

—

mattheo walked along the side of the road, watching the white-rimmed waves roll over on each other, bored of having nobody to speak to when you weren’t there.

he looked to the left as a car rolled around the corner, his head tilted slightly. he knew those sunglasses.

“no way,” he huffed, his jaw dropping as the car stopped next to him, “no fucking way. you passed?”

you looked up at him with a wide grin, absolutely ecstatic that you had not only taken your driving test whilst on holiday, but had passed, meaning you could drive anywhere you wanted. mattheo had already passed his a couple months before, so you’d been using him as your personal chauffeur for your time together, but you could finally go wherever you wanted on your own.

“get in, then,” you rolled your eyes playfully, nodding to the passenger seat of the convertible as he quickly made his way around to the other side, seeming just as excited as you were.

mattheo’s arms wrapped around you, pulling your head close to his chest as he smiled down at you.

“i’m so fucking proud of you, angel,” he muttered, planting wet kisses on your cheek, holding you tighter than ever before, “we should go out to celebrate. that italian behind the mall that you like? i’ll pay.”

you nodded, not wanting to turn down an opportunity to do anything with him, especially when you were already in such a good mood.

you drove to the restaurant, a regular place the pair of you went together since it was so small and intimate, yet never felt overcrowded.

—

you both got your meals and began eating, laughing and joking as normal, casually celebrating you passing your test.

“mattheo?” a girl’s voice came from behind you, his eyes immediately hardening as he glared up at whoever it was, “where’s-”

“don’t,” mattheo cut her off with a warning, your head craning around to see who it was.

pansy parkinson.

pansy was a fellow slytherin girl in your year; you knew her a little due to sharing some classes, but you were nowhere near being friends.

pansy just glanced between the two of you, her jaw slightly dropping further and further until she caught herself, pulling her phone out of her pocket.

“you’re fucked up, mattheo riddle,” she hissed as she walked past your table and out of the door, seeming not only shocked, but angry.

you turned your head back to the boy, your brows furrowing in confusion. it seemed that mattheo and pansy had a silent understanding of whatever it was they were talking about, and you were not part of it.

“what was she talking about?” you asked, but he completely ignored you, slamming his drink onto the table and walking out of the restaurant, leaving you even more bewildered.

you watched through the front window of the restaurant, watched them argue and shout at each other about something. it seemed as if pansy was calling him out for something, but you couldn’t think of what he could’ve done. sure, he was a bit of a troublemaker, but why would it affect pansy?

after a couple minutes, mattheo walked back into the restaurant, seeking incredibly annoyed about whatever the situation was.

“what was she talking about?” you repeated, your head tilting with not only confusion but concern.

“nothing, oh my fucking god,” he spat back, before checking himself on the way he was speaking to you, “sorry. it’s just… it’s nothing. it’s not going to ruin today. this is about celebrating you, not wasting time on whatever pansy parkinson has to say.”

you nodded and continued with your meal, though couldn’t help but feel there was more to it than he was letting on.

—

after the summer, you returned to hogwarts for your final year, everyone talking about their breaks incessantly. the issue was that mattheo had told you not to tell anyone about your involvement with him.

“let’s keep this as much of a secret as we possibly can, okay?” he’d muttered to you as you laid next to each other in bed, your head on his stomach and your body between his legs.

“why?” you’d asked, completely oblivious to why he wouldn’t want to share your feelings for each other with your friends and be happy in public, but he’d just shut you down every time it came up.

“i wanna keep this private, angel. there’s no need to have everyone else involved in whatever it is that we’re doing.”

if only you knew.

you’d spent the first week confined to your dorm, cancelling every plan anyone tried to make with you to wait for a single call or text from him, but nothing ever came. the second you got back to school, mattheo ghosted you.

—

you were sitting in your defence against the dark arts class, occasionally catching mattheo’s gaze every now and then. you’d always give him a small smile, but he would just look away or glance at you with a vague, unidentifiable expression. he showed no hint of compassion or knowledge of you in public past the odd conversation about the work you were doing in class when one of you were a bit lost and nobody else was willing to help. that had only happened once or twice. it was frustrating.

a small tap on the shoulder caused you to turn around, a girl sitting behind you with a sour expression on her face.

“did you fuck daphne’s boyfriend?” she spat, glaring at you with a look that could kill.

your cheeks instantly grew a little red. you’d only ever done anything with mattheo. who was daphne’s boyfriend?

“who?” you replied, your brows furrowing in pure confusion.

“don’t be fucking stupid,” the girl hissed, rolling her eyes, “mattheo riddle, daphne’s boyfriend.”

that one comment, that one single question seemed to bring the whole world to a stop.

you quickly asked your professor if you could go to toilet, a chance to escape the room that seemed to be clawing at your skin, ripping it raw. your eyes began to burn, a dangerous waterfall of tears threatening to spill down your face.

quickly rushing off, you brought a little attention to yourself, though it wouldn’t surprise you if everyone knew what it was about. pansy must’ve told them. it hurt more that he didn’t tell you.

it seemed that mattheo noticed, because, only seconds after you entered the prefect bathroom, he came rushing in after you, immediately trying to pull you into his chest, but you resisted.

“how could you do this to me?” you whispered, unable to stop yourself from crying as you looked up at him, “how could you do that to her? you’re… god, i should’ve listened when people said that you were out of control. this isn’t right, mattheo. you lied to me!”

he just stood there, seeming completely and utterly unbothered by your meltdown and rambling, his head tilting slightly.

“out of control? who told you that?” he scoffed quietly, rolling his eyes. it shocked you that the one comment he chose to pay any attention to was the one that was purely about him as a person, and not your words about how he affected everyone else.

“everyone, mattheo, everyone says it,” you huffed out, letting out a breath of shock at how he brushed it all off, “everyone always talks about the troublemaker that can’t keep himself away from a fight and can’t be nice to people. god, i thought they were so wrong. i thought that i had been the way to find a good side of you, but it wasn’t even real.”

he screwed up his face slightly at your words, but didn’t say anything, leaning against the wall as he mindlessly picking at his nails and giving you no attention whatsoever.

“i was so scared, y’know that?” you whispered, your voice quiet and soft now, your eyes pleading, begging with him to hear you out, “you were ignoring me. i thought i’d lost you and it turns out that you weren’t even mine to lose. do you even know how much that hurts? you could’ve told me, at least. yeah, i would’ve been upset, but at least you would’ve been honest,” you continued, watching his eyes flick up to you.

“it was just a summer fling, angel,” he muttered, realising that you weren’t going to stop crying. with that, he walked out of the bathroom, leaving you stranded with your own thoughts. your own reflection.

it was just a summer fling.

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Omgofmfofmf my heart 😭 this was so good and I am in pain 💔😫

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screaming bawling sobbing omg georgia read and reblogged my fic 😭😭😭 thank you so so so much ahh!!

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Stooooop leah, imma sob now 😭🥰 you’re so sweet and I can’t believe it took me so longggg I’m so sorryyyy

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No context... just hugs!

Muahhh I love just straight up huggsss!! 🫂🥰 so nice of you to pop in 💛 here’s a little Benny boy pic for you - he looks so good in red and I love his hair here 😫🤤

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He looks like such a baby in this one… too adorable to be Mattheo Riddle in this picture. If Mattheo’s friends walked in on him looking this cute he would immediately ruffle his hair and try to act tough, making you laugh at how silly your boyfriend is.

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Yes this is giving soft matty just for you 🥰

He watches you from the end of the bed, his eyes light with fondness and a loving nature. He can never take his eyes off you, no matter what your doing. He’s a little too caught up in his tender gaze and is startled when his friends enter his dorm and tear him apart playfully for his love stricken look.

A quick scowl replaces his once gentle expression, eyes narrowing as he runs a hand through his hair messing it up. His eyes catch yours though, and a small smile slips through at how you spur into a fit of giggles at his act to be tough. Rolling his eyes at your teasing, he can’t help but love the soft boy (the baby) you bring out of him.

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so since we seem to have hc mattheo as a beater which i think is sooo fitting. When reading 'Quidditch through the ages' for my hidden strengths fic all I could think was we gotta hc that his quidditch team is The Falmouth Falcons.

The falcons are known for hard play, a reputation consolidation by their world-famous Beaters, Kevin and Karl Broadmoor, with their motto 'Let us win, but if we cannot win, let us break a few heads.' *Quidditch through the ages

@mattyriddlesbitch plsssss tell me if you agree with this ?!??! like out of all the teams mentioned this one stood out the most, and I've never considered who the boys would like support!!!! like just another reason for houses rivary!!

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need me a sleepy Mattheo who’s struggling to hold his head during dinner, barely paying attention except for to the soft caresses you make on his thigh. looking over with sweet droopy eyes as you tell him how you’ll run him a bath, and take care of him in his exhausted state. feeling grateful to have you and your help as he offers a small smile.

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Mattheo seeking advice from Theo, venting with frustration, and always walks away feeling calmer and with all the answers without Theo even having to say a word.

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Masterlist

Artwork from Pinterest a & b Special thanks to @cafekitsune for creating the banner

Slytherin Boys Fics Mattheo Riddle

FU in my head - implied smut Bound - smut

FU in my head part 2 - work in progress

Theodore Nott

Fallen - blurb where Theo realized he loves you

Framed - work in progress

Don’t get mad, get even (series) - work in progress

Enzo Berkshire

Jealous - work in progress

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wow I got nosey and had a look at these past reblogs and I low-key think it’s so cool to see the growth. not only in fics, but creativity and aesthetics!! just shows that everyone kind of starts small and finds their path to what they like ☺️ I’m so thankful for you all to be where I am today, I just love being in the community 💚🤍 love you all!!

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every time would’ve been you plays I want to cry thinking about Mattheo because it’s him telling reader on his deathbed, at the battle of Hogwarts once he’s been pushed and used to much by his fathers plans and greed, that he’s completely broken to the bone, thinking about how he should have taken your words seriously about running away even tho it wouldn’t have done anything because you can’t save someone who can’t be saved but it should of been you, it could have been you

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imagine a dripping wet Mattheo pulling his toned body from the wooden platform of the black lake, muscles straining, v line prominent walking towards you as he shakes his wet wild curls with his perfectly charmed smirk…