#tonks x reader

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NEEDA tonks hc on dating herrr!!!!!! 🐅🐅🐅

Ofc! I initially was going to do one but no one pays much attention to my posts about her so that was kinda pushed to the back of all my other works, but I always put requests first so here ya go!

Dating Nymphadora Tonks💕

Always hugging you, she has to have her arms around you 24/7.

Gift giving is her love language, she's always going to have a gift for you from something small like a ladybug to something huge like a antique piano.

Takes pictures of you constantly with a old Polaroid camera she found, she sticks them everywhere all over the walls, she'll frame them, she has a box filled with pictures of you.

Loves wrapping her arms around your waist, while you talk to someone.

Doesn't get jealous easily but can be possessive especially if someone is flirting with you, she'll go up to you and wrap her arms around your waist or put her hand on your hip.

Loves picking flowers for you, anytime she sees a flower that's pretty she'll pick it for you.

Always buys you sweets that she usually ends up eating herself.

Tries to write you cutesy love letters but they end up being her listing everything she loves about you.

She'll put frogs on top of the counter of y'alls kitchen for no reason

Then she gets upset when she can't keep it.

Has a locket with a picture of you in it that she wears everywhere.

Paints her nails with acrylic paint instead of nail polish and tries to do the same to you and gets pouty when you refuse.

If you don't want to make breakfast she'll make it, she only really knows how to make eggs and toast though, sometimes she'll try to make bacon too.

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Is there any way we can Male Y/N and Tonks (Harry Potter) celebrating Christmas while both attending Hogwarts?

Y/n and Tonks sway to the music…

Tonks: you got two left feet (giggles)

Y/N: Tonks please undo the spell. It’s hard to stand up.

Tonks: oh but I love it

Y/N kisses her nose…

Tonks: fine I’ll undo it

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Dating Tonks (fem!reader) ◼ HEADCANONS

Requested: Yes ("Hi, could you maybe do dating Nymphadora Tonks headcanons? No pressure of course! I can give you a more specific prompt if you would like. Thank you! 🫶🫶🫶"/ "I would prefer a female reader. Thank you!" 💙💙💙" - @t0nks-f4n-gir1)

Characters: Nymparodra Tonks (+fem!y/n)

Warnings: English is not my first language

A/N: Thank you, and sorry for the delay! SORRY FOR THE TYPOS. Comments and feedback are always appreciated. Enjoy! ^^

You’d meet either at Hogwarts or because you’re both members of the Orders

During missions she’s a total flirt and constantly makes you blush

Even when you two are officially in a relationship

She often teases you, but you know she never means to insult you

Her love language is act of service and gift giving

She likes to cook for you, and also to cuddle

You find her clumsiness adorable

She couldn’t care less about your blood status

She loves meeting your family (if you’re close to them/comfortable with that) 

Her parents like you too

If someone is messing with you, they’re messing with her too

She always tries to make you smile/laugh, especially with her magic ability to change her appearance 

She likes to read to you before sleeping

If you’re Muggle-born or half-blood with a Muggle parent, she loves hearing about the Muggle world

You two have matching rings and necklaces

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Could you maybe write Nymphadora Tonks period comfort (comfort for reader) please? And maybe make the reader chubby if that’s okay! It’s okay if not since she’s not one of the main characters. 💙💙💙 Thank you!

“Lessons From The Past” • Period Comfort

pairing(s): Nymphadora Tonks/GnReader

— summary: Dora helps you deal with your period cramps

— no y/n use, no pronouns, 2 person pov, reader is explicitly assigned female at birth and has a period but is not given a gender, reader can be read as chubby, muggle reader, Nymphadora Tonks x reader, discussion of periods/menstruations, post-war, Remus and Tonks live in this au, implied divorced Remadora, painkiller use, unrelated but necessary: the author hates JKR

— Hey Anon! I was very happy to get this request so thank you!! I assumed the reader and Tonks were romantically involved, though I apologise if that's not what you intended. I also don't know the fandom hcs or anything for her so yall are getting a character scrapped out of faint memories and brief research.

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An ache ran through your lower stomach, and you found yourself twisting yet again on the couch. You curled around your hot water bottle, almost forming a protective coil around it. Frustration seized you as you pushed it further into your belly, only to realise it had run much too cold for it to be any substantial help.

You only pushed in on yourself harder, hoping the pressure would be enough to subside your pain.

Periods weren't supposed to hurt this bad, you thought, frowning.

Behind you, the front door creaked loudly—you had the passing thought that if a robber managed to time their heist for when you felt like dying, they deserved to get away with the kill.

"Hey! I brought dinner!" Your girlfriend called out from the front door. Despite yourself, you turned around, finding her shucking off her boots. Her hair sat short as ever, though it was a "sensible brown," as she called it. It was a colour she'd taken to wearing out more often after the war. "Thought you wouldn't feel like cooking—you seemed out of it this morning."

As she spoke, bubblegum pink sprouted from her roots until she sported a vibrant head of hair. "And frankly, I'm going to burn down the kitchen if I cook while I'm so—" A plastic takeout bag swung around in her hand as she spun around, leading herself into the living room.

You pursed your lips, murmuring. "Hey, Dora."

She paused, mouth still a tad open, before frowning, "Oh, well, that doesn't look so fun." She tilted her head, taking in your position and the faint sadness that topped it off. "Bad day?"

You hummed in response, adjusting yourself to sit as she approached. "Not great."

"I think I have a spare pepper-up," she mumbled, already parsing through the bag on her hip. "You already take painkillers?"

“An hour ago.” You pouted, slumping back. “Hasn’t really worked.”

She nodded before moving to sit, a vial of pepper-up potion in hand. “Might have to wait a little while then. Don’t want to mix medicine.” There was a muscle memory in her movements as she lifted your legs and slid into the space they occupied. “When I was at Hogwarts, our potions professor—" you grinned at the formality of calling wizard teachers ‘professors.’ “—Snape always made it clear how much of a disaster that could be.”

You gave her a soft smile. "He sounds nice."

"That couldn't be farther from the truth." She grinned in response, "A brave hero and a great prof, but Merlin, that man was a prick." Her emphasis pulled a soft chuckle out of you— Dora always had quite the way with words.

She leaned in, hand trailing up your soft thighs to where the hot water bottle sat on your stomach. "Surely, that is not helping you." She raised an eyebrow, her voice teasing.

"I don't want to refill it. It's always too hot at first, and then it goes cold really quick." You scoffed lightly, picking up the soft bottle. "I don't see the point."

She sensed your frustration, if her empathetic expression was anything to go by. "Here," Taking the water bottle, she dropped it onto the floor next to the couch. "Let me help, yeah?"

Her hands moved once again, finding rest right beneath your abdomen. You squirmed just a bit under her cold touch. "Remember when Teddy had those really bad migraines? Back when he was starting to learn how to use his metamorphmagus abilities?"

You nodded softly, reminded of her son when he was a couple of years younger and only just getting used to your presence in his life.

You remembered finding out about his migraines for the first time. You didn't know what to do. You'd found the boy in a pale, sweaty coil. He laid tight in bed, clearly distraught. It had been terrifying, though it had also been one of the first times Teddy had trusted you for comfort. Distantly, you remember the feeling of him clinging to you that night.

"Well, we found that heat helped—" Her hands felt irregularly warm, "—something about blood flow or muscle tensions, I dunno." She shrugged. "And well, we didn't have any heating stuff lying around."

"Tell me when it gets hot enough?" She asked, her voice gentle. "So I'd done some quick research into, y'know, biology and all that stuff that I'm bloody grateful I didn't have to learn past primary school."

One of her hands seized the plush of your stomach playfully, and you swatted at it. At the motion, she smirked, letting her hand lie flat again. "Turns out, I can generate concentrated heat in part of my body."

Eventually, her hands reached a comfortable, helpful warmth. "You can leave it there." You told her softly, "Thanks, Dora."

"Don't even mention it." Her eyes crinkled at the edges. "Pass me the re—" She halted, her eyes flicking to the telly and then her hands. "Actually, can you turn something on?"

"Sure, but I'm not watching another reality show." You stuck your tongue out, ignoring her pout as you began to flick through the channels. You settled on an older movie before relaxing back. You watched as Dora's attention shifted and let the comfort of her presence soak over you. You sighed contentedly—God, this was perfect.

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Star's Final Notes:

— No one ask me the science- I don't know. Shhhhhh.

— Moving on... I don't know how I feel about this piece but I really do hope that yall like it. It had me a little stumped cause of the character but I think I got it. Hopefully, I didn't get any small details wrong. Ofc, I had to take a few creative liberties and I made up the Teddy stuff but it all should work fine.

— Also, this is slightly rushed, since I'm travelling soon so it is not proofread and I'm really just praying its coherent.

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I’m the Fool • N.T

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Request: I really love your writing. Could you do a pining after tonks while she loves Remus and it just overall being very angsty? If not totally chill but just wanted to say I love your writing too — anon

Summary: Seeing your longtime crush with someone else leaves your mind spiraling

Warnings: fem!reader (no pronouns used), internalized homophobia (?), Remus x Tonks, kinda panic attack descriptions, a little bit of canon divergence

Word Count: 690

A.N: yes I was thinking about Good Luck, Babe! while writing this lmao, hope you guys enjoy!

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You’re really trying not to be obvious. Your eyes have been stuck on her figure across the wooden dining table the entire meeting, but honestly how could you not stare? How could you not admire her beauty, especially when it’s right in front of you, nestled underneath Remus Lupin’s arm?

You glance down, fingernails picking at the polished wood as Moody drones on about the Deatheater spies infiltrating the Ministry. Biting your lip you know you should be paying attention; the fate of the the British Wizarding World was much more important than your feelings for your best friend.

And yet, as per usual, she captures your attention.

You had hoped that this infatuation with your best friend would have ended when the two of you graduated from Hogwarts, but when you saw her on the first day of Auror training a few months afterward, you knew you were fucked. Tonks always handled her wand gracefully and the way she effortlessly dueled the other trainees was mesmerizing. Her spells were always well calculated and her flicks of the wrist always confident. The way strands of her colored hair fell perfectly over her face made you just want to brush them away gently.

But you were too scared then, unknowingly throwing away any chance of confessing to her.

Remus had her in the exact way you wanted her.

Your eyes drift back up to the pair, watching the way Remus’ thumb traced circles on her shoulder and how she would occasionally lean her head back in the crook of his neck.

Moody, Snape, and Sirius argue about something but it’s all muffled in the back of your mind. You try your hardest to focus on their voices, but it’s so hard to with your heart beating wildly in your chest.

Haphazardly, you rise from your seat, ripping your eyes away from your friend, instead focusing on the tips of your shoes. “Excuse me,” you mutter, leaving the dining room to hurriedly rush to somewhere less overwhelming. You feel her gaze on the back of your head until the door finally separates the two of you.

Lightly shutting and locking the door to the second floor bathroom you pause to stare at yourself in the mirror, hand over your heart. You will yourself to take deep breaths, to just calm down.

Your clothes feel too tight and your skin itches and all you want to do is forget about this stupid crush on Nymphadora Tonks. These unreciprocated feelings bubble beneath your skin making it harder to catch your breath.

“(Y/N)?” There are light taps at the door, making you grow quiet. “Are you alright, mate?”

The fact that Tonks is just outside checking up on you has your stomach twisting and your mind drawing up blanks.

You could tell her. You could tell her right now and get it over with. Maybe she’d shun you out of her life, you think, being so uncomfortable around you that she’d never want to see your face again.

The little morsel of hope hidden in your thoughts makes you think of the possibility of her kissing you the moment your confession leaves your lips, and she would break up with Remus and the two of you could fly out of England to be together and forget all this war nonsense.

You wish it could be that simple.

“(Y/N)?” Tonks asks again, snapping you out of your thoughts. “If you don’t respond, I’m kicking this bloody door down.”

You snort at that, making sure you look presentable before unlocking and opening the door.

Your friend’s features are scrunched in worry, her eyes darting around your figure searching for any physical explanation as to why you ran out from the meeting.

“Are you ok?”

You swallow down whatever it is you thought of saying only moments before. “Yeah, I was just coming back down.”

“Oh good!” She smiles, lifting your arm up to place it around her shoulders as the two of you descend the staircase.

And from the second floor bathroom to the dining room table, you know what it feels like to be Remus Lupin.

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On your first day in Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry you saw her, her hair bubblegum pink, a Hufflepuff Uniform and a beautiful smile you were intrigued to say the least, you begged the hat to put you in Hufflepuff and when it did you went to the table and smiled shyly at her as she clapped with all the other Hufflepuffs. At the end of the feast you followed the prefect to the common room and you were very impressed it was huge but it still managed to feel comfortable and cozy, the entrance opened again and your head of house Professor Sprout came in and introduced herself and explained the Hufflepuff house rules.

Then she showed you to your dorms and told every student personally that if they ever have a problem they could come to her.

In the morning you woke up early and went to the great hall for breakfast, you were surprised to see the girl with the bubblegum pink hair again she went up to you and said

„Wotcher, firstie I'm Tonks I know I'm only a year older than you but it is so nice not to be the youngest anymore.“ She smiled warmly at you „So what's your name?“

You blushed and stuttered „Oh umm I'm uh Y/N Y/L/N, so um if you don't mind me asking is Tonks your first name?“ She laughed and you felt stupid, she must have seen that you were uncomfortable and quickly said "Don't feel bad I get asked that a lot. No it's my last name, my first name is Nymphadora but never call me that I hate that name and never tell anyone understood?" You nodded „Why do you hate your name? I think it is beautiful it's like the nature spirits from greek mythology nymphs they are said to be very beautiful and I think it fits you.“ You said blushing again and getting ready to run when she would inevitably make fun of you for your knowledge of Greek mythology. You looked up at her and saw that she was looking baffled at you. You looked away again embarrassed when you heard her say „Wow that is the most beautiful reaction to my name I ever got every other person laughed at me that is why I'm so defensive when I tell people my name. I like you, please tell me more about this greek mythology thing:“

From that day on you two were inseparable and you were there for Tonks when she had a bad date with someone who only wanted her as the chance to date someone they fantasized about and she was there for you when you realized you liked girls. You had one secret you never told her, you were hopelessly in love with her, you on the other hand also didn’t know that Tonks had developed a crush on you during her fifth year.

On a Wednesday in early April during your fifth year she gathered her courage and went looking for you in the library, where you were studying for your O.W.L’s. When she found you in the farthest corner of the library buried in your transfiguration notes she stared at you for a minute mesmerised by the picture before her. She thought that you looked very cute, then to get your attention she cleared her throat. You looked up slightly startled but calmed down once you saw Tonks standing before you and said „Hi, Nym what’s up?“ „You know I don’t know why you insist on studying so early you still have two months before you first OWL exam. But this isn’t why I’m here, I wanted to ask you something. So Y/N I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me next weekend.“ Tonks said blushing a bit. You couldn’t believe it your best friend and long time crush had just asked you out, just to be sure you asked „You mean like a date?“ She froze, obviously misunderstanding your tone and said „You’re right it’s stupid forget I asked!“ she turned away but you jumped up, books clattering everywhere and said loudly „Wait Nym, of course I want to go to Hogsmeade with you.“ She turned back around looking at you incredulous and asked “You want to go with me on a date?” “Of couse silly, I’ve had a crush on you since second year. But I have one condition for this date want you to shift…” when Tonks heard you say that you wanted her to shift she felt like she was stabbed but because she didn’t want to loose you she forced her face to smile at you determined to do anything to make you accept her even if it meant that she had to be someone else. “… first into your natural form because I want to go on a date with the real you but if you don’t feel comfortable with you natural form I’d like you to shift into the form you feel the most comfortable in”

Tonks slumped in relief „When you said you wanted me to shift I thought the worst but I really like you so would have done anything you asked“ she told you. „Did I ever do anything that would suggest that I would date you for your gift“ you asked slightly offended but you also understood where she was coming from as you had comforted her after many bad dates. Tonks blushed and shook her head in shame „Nym, I promise you that I will never ask you to change your body, well maybe except when we get intimate because I may or may not want you to fuck me with a dick. When and if we ever get to that stage“ you said to her and she hugged you and said "Thanks, Y/N/N, I may or may not be open to that suggestion when we get there."

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