Walk In (Five X Reader Imagine)

Walk in (Five x reader imagine)

A/N: these ideas are just freaking attacking me like seagulls bro, anyway hope yall enjoy

Warning: yall know the drill

Plot: you and five are longtime friends with each other, you runs run into an awkward encounter

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"You get the limo out front ooh wah ooh!" You sing along. Ahh yes, nothing like a Saturday morning listening to you favorite throwback bops. Although you and five usually listened to rock or pop together, this was the one side he has yet to see. Despite your comfort around him due to many years of friendship, this version of you was never exposed to him. This was your personal side, your alone side, and it just never came to your mind to act this loosely around your cru- best friend.

"YOU GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS-" you practically scream. Instead of putting on your shirt like a normal person you got distracted. You start dancing. Yes get it girl! Millie rock, the woah, you had no idea what you were doing but you were so careless so free. You then busted out this one move that probably doesnt have a name, but it was between twerking and swaying your hips. It was like the churning the butter move but with your booty, on crack.

"YOU GET THE BE-EHHHHAHHH!" You scream as Five appears in your room. Still shirtless, you quickly hold your shirt to your chest.

Oh my gouda.

This cant be happening.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, fives smiles turns into a laugh. It was funny to him seeing you so goofy, but it was also nice to see you so care free. You guys usually played chess, watched movies, talked about deep topics and memories of the past. All which involved you being serious, or holding some type of concentration. This situation was different.

"Oh shut up!" You blushed, quickly putting on your shirt.

"What?" You wake up five from his trance. Was he...staring at you? He clears his throat, avoiding eye contact.

"Yeah uh um," he stuttered. Diego part two. "Luther got stuck in the door way at the grocery store, and it was really funny. I wanted to show you."

Oh wow. You smile and playfully roll your eyes.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming." Five made his way out your door. You looked at him confused.

"Arent we gonna jump there?"

"Nah I was think we could drive. I'm a little drained from time jumping all day." Drained MY ASS. You know dang well for a fact five never gets tired from traveling small distance.

"Knowing that oaf, he'll still be stuck by the time we get there." He reassured. Little did you know he wanted more time with you. More time to tease you, yes, but still. Just the two of you.

"Killer dance moves by the way," he pokes fun at you as you guys walk down the hall.

"Really five?" You blush, faking annoyance.

"And floral print looks good on you."

You roll your eyes.

"You know I swear I saw Mickey mouse printed on there too. Can I double check?" Your shade of red darkened, if even possible. You lightly push his shoulder."Shut it will you..."

Knowing five, he will probably be teasing you about this for weeks.

but those two hate each other (t.m.r.)

malfoy: i dee heru

nott: what?

malfoy: i seer herj

nott: english malfoy

malfoy: I SAID I SEE HER

incoming call from nott

abraxas huffed in annoyance and accepted the call. he balanced the phone between his shoulder and ear, immediately bringing both hands back to the broom handle.

“yes?!”

“me-oww someone is in a feisty mood.” the blonde rolled his eyes.

“well it’s kind of hard texting while flying 300 feet in the sky!”

“tsk tsk,” nott tutted, “well, what do you see?”

“umm…” malfoy levitated the binoculars to his eyes. “I see (y/n)….and….AND RIDDLE!” he screamed, nearly dropping both devices.

“what?!” not said equally surprised.

“wait is that malfoy?” lestrange sounded from the background. “didn’t i tell you guys to leave (y/n) alone? if she doesn’t want to study with us she doesn’t want to study with us.”

“so sneaking around with tom riddle is better than hanging out with us?”

“what?! those two hate each other—put the phone on speaker.” lestrange instructs.

“are they dueling or fighting, malfoy? because i will hex that curly headed f…”

but abraxas wasn’t listening. he was too intrigued by the sight of tom and his friend being in the same room not trying to tear each other’s heads off.

“they’re talking…civilly…” he says to himself, squinting into the binoculars. (y/n) said something, and tom seemed to disagree, crossing his arms over his chest.

“talking?” nott asked in confusion, snapping the broom flyer out of his trance.

the (h/c) girl turned away, only for riddle to grab your arm and pull you toward him, connecting your guy’s lips.

“OH MY MERLIN THEYRE KISSING!”

“WHAT?!” but there was no time to elaborate.

an odd sound flew past abraxas’ right ear. then it flew the opposite direction past his left ear. it was the sound of flapping.

it was a bat.

“they’re kissing??!!” his friends exclaimed.

“whaa-“ he swerved on his broom, swatting the animal away. his binoculars dropping in the process making him curse.

“abraxas what is happening?” reinhard asked.

“its…it’s…a bat!” he said in between swats.

the two boys on the other end heard the creatures shrieking, and their friend’s too as a matter of fact.

“it’s pecking at me now!” the boy squealed, trying to sneak a squint at the window again only to find them gone.

“it’s probably the pumpkin pasties in your pocket!” nott spoke loudly over the commotion.

“what?!”

“i put them in your pocket in case you got hungry after practice!” he explained, earning a judgmental look from reinhard.

after what seemed like hours of wrestling, malfoy was finally able to retrieve the pastry and throw it like a frisbee, the bat chasing it like an obedient dog.

letting out a sign in relief, which only lasted for a second, his hand slipped forward causing him to lose balance.

caught off guard, abraxas screamed his way down the 300 feet. his friends on the other end hearing his cry get quieter and louder. quieter and louder, as him and the phone fell in and out of sync. the slytherin began to say his final prayers.

“dear merlin, or sky, or constellations, or whatever my grandparents believe in. i’m sorry i put hair dissolve in avery’s shampoo and for being a shitty quidditch player. please let my parents know i-“

by miracle, malfoys body came to a half before his face could meet the earth. his body levitating inches above the ground.

when he looked up to thank his savior, he was met with an expressionless tom holding his wand out and a disappointed (y/n).

“well hello, tom. come here often?” he grinned, before his body hit the ground with a thud.

Can you do a five x reader where they go to hogwarts? Every one is in the third year an five and the reader are sorted into slytherin? If you have Time I would love to read that

yes I can ;D (I hope lol) its been two years since my last imagine. ill work on it between classes and hopefully won't disappoint <3

okay first off i wanna say i’m sorry it’s been six months since you’re request. and second, homie i tried but im having a hard time writing five again. i’m not sure why??? forgive me love 🧎🏻‍♀️😩✋🏽

Can you do a five x reader where they go to hogwarts? Every one is in the third year an five and the reader are sorted into slytherin? If you have Time I would love to read that

yes I can ;D (I hope lol) its been two years since my last imagine. ill work on it between classes and hopefully won't disappoint <3

nice try, now move aside malfoy (t.m.r.)

warning: mentions of anxiety

walburga placed the glass of water she got for you on your bed side table. the gentle clink making you open your eyes.

“thank you,” you say quietly, giving her a thankful smile. your roommate gave a nod. a small response, but it was how the Black heiress showed her reserved affections.

wrapping the blanket around you, you turned onto your other side, back facing the door. the coolness of the previously unoccupied side of the bed satisfying your warm body.

meanwhile on the other side of the wall, your other friends worried about you.

“bad day,” lestrange tossed the paper ball up, “it happens,” he shrugged, catching it mid air. avery sat against the opposite wall fiddling with his fingers, wanting to believe his friends calm reassurance. malfoy on the other hand was pacing up and corridor outside your room, guilt bubbling in his chest.

“i don’t know mate, maybe it was my fault. it was me that pushed her to try out for the team, even though she didn’t want to.” he said with furrowed brows. the scene of her running off the field mid game replaying in his mind.

“nah, wasn’t your fault. (y/n) is extraordinary on the broom, she makes an exceptional quidditch player,” nott cut in, dropping the pencil he was using as a mustache from his upper lip. “it was rosier that yelled at her even though she was doing exactly what he said.”

“rosier did what?” all four heads whipped to the new guest to their worry party. rip rosier ayyy.

“riddle,” lestrange greeted, catching the paper ball and tossing it beside him. tom gave a curt nod.

“lestrange,” he acknowledged in return, “nott, malfoy, avery.” avery looked at his peers nervously.

“what brings you here at this fine hour?” nott asks.

“i should be asking you the same thing nott,” the salazar descendant lifts an eyebrow, “in fact, why are you four outside of my girlfriend’s dormitory? was there a sleepover i was not invited to?”

it took a long minute for the rest of the slytherins to realize the joke.

tom riddle made a joke.

a nervous laugh reputed from avery, the rest following him, hoping that riddle had only wanted to make them laugh then leave. now that’s funny.

“speaking of which, i would like to see her-“ immediately abraxas grabs onto the door knob, preventing the boy inches taller than him from twisting it.

don’t let him see me like this, you specifically told them.

“what is the meaning of this?”

“(y/n) is not available for the time being,” reinhard pulls the attention away from malfoy.

“and why is that?” suspicion rises in toms voice as he straightens up his back to look down on the boys.

“menstruation.”

“diarrhea.” avery and nott say at the same time. they look at each other.

“diarrhea.”

“menstruation.”

tom looks between the two expressionless, giving reinhard and abraxas one more look over before turning back to his main purpose.

“nice try, now move aside malfoy.” he gracefully pushes the blonde aside and opens the door, making him cringe at his failure. lestrange shakes his head in disappointment as avery and nott begin to argue like children.

“diarrhea really?”

“it was the first thing that came to mind because of last nights chicken.”

the sound of the door creaking and footsteps ascending made you roll over.

“avery i said- tom!” you screamed in surprise, rolling back and away from his sight quickly, only to have you falling onto the wooden floor.

“my dear, are you alright?” suddenly he was by your side, lifting your chin and checking for any injuries.

“yes, just a light fall.” you reassure, sitting up properly. toms hands never leaving your face.

“now why have you been hiding in your room all afternoon?” the question you dreaded falling from his full lips. the memories coming flooding back cause you to groan into your hands, negative thoughts attacking your mind at once.

what will he think of you? weak? sensitive? getting overwhelmed by the heavy stares of all the other experienced players, watching your every move. no one feels the need to isolate after something like that, right?

“hey, hey we don’t have to talk about it, love. it’s alright.” he comforts. taking in a deep breath, you remove your hands from your face and stare into his beautiful brown eyes.

it’ll be okay

it was finally time to let the wall down.

tom has been supportive in every way. he may not always show emotion or how he’s feeling, but he always made you feel safe. with your challenges shouldn’t be any different.

“i know, but i’d like to.”

he smiles at your response looking at you proudly, bringing your head forward for a kiss at the root of your hair.

❤️ my sexies that struggle with mental health i see you and love you keep going! ❤️

full vid creds to owner.

<< dad/husband tom

I have a request, if they’re open ofc.

Reader coming home after a day of work to find Tom in a princess dress with a tiara having a tea party with their daughter

that is very cute ( also @pearlstiare I'll be adding your request to this since it's quite similar to what you want. )

𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲.

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➡ pairing : tom riddle x afab! reader.

➡ genre : fluff, humour, gen.

➡ request : Hello my darling girl i don’t know if you have u request open but if is not u can ignore this or save it for later, anyways i was wondering if u could write something about Tom Riddle x Wife Reader and they life and maybe them having kid, just some fluff in general I’m a sucker for happy endings 🤍 that all And I’m sorry if I misspelled something English is not my first language 💌

➡ content/warning(s) : wife! reader, implications of divorce? afab! daughter.

➡ summary : work was tiring but going home happened to have an energising reward you didn't know of.

➡ masterlist.

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you leaned back in your seat at your desk watching as the paperwork decreased at a snails pace, the entire process today felt more tiring than ever; especially since you hadn't had a winks sleep in about 3 days. though you were determined to finish the whole thing by today, you decided it would be better to take it with you and finish it in the comfort of your home.

you checked the time and sighed at the fact that probably everyone at the ministry were off hours and your were one of the few that remained, which was normal since you'd done it often in the past but you'd promised yourself that you'd spend more time with your beloved family and so you picked up your work, placed it in a bag and apparated home.

opening the door to your house, you didn't expect to see your daughter awake but the sight you were met with as you reached her room was something that had you summoning a camera.

you'd never thought in your life that you'd see the great, intimidating, 6'4 tom riddle sitting all squashed on a child's chair, tiara sitting perfectly ontop of his head with a bejeweled teacup sitting in his hand, pinky up with alot of plushies contrasting his colour palette which happened to be all black. an adoring smile was placed on his face as he watched your 2 year old babble on about something that you didn't have a clue on. you quickly snapped a picture for the memories before putting it away and joining them, long forgetting about your small pile of paperwork.

"you're having a tea party without your mummy?" you asked as you picked the girl up from her seat and she squealed happily as you tickled her and peppered her face with kisses.

"don't tell me you're picking favorites." you tried to hold a stern face as you looked at her but failed when she gave you a smile, her baby fat cheeks glowing in the glowing lights set in the room.

"you're lucky you're cute." you pinched her cheek as you propped her on your hip.

"and you mr. riddle." you called upon the man who had started to tip toe away and had reached the door as you were cooing over your pretty daughter "where do you think you're going?"

he halted in his movements and turned around slowly with a sarcastic smile on his face "nowhere at all, just closing the door because of a cold draft I got." giggling erupted in the room as you now took a good look at your husband who tried to look cool with overly blushed cheeks and a tiara.

"you know tom," you say as you take a seat on the chair your little girl was previously sitting on and placing her on your lap as she played with your hair "I always thought you were a prince or something but I think a princess would be more befitting."

"you do know I'm always capable of getting a new wife right?" he asked as he tucked his hands into his pocket and walked over to take a seat in front of you.

"with those looks? yes." you responded "but with that bitter personality of yours? good luck finding one that stays."

tom shook his head and picked up his teacup and started sipping on it not without forgetting to raise his pinky up in the air which caused you to erupt into another fit of laughter along with your daughter.

"we should do this more often, tom, you really seem to be within your element, doesn't he bub?" your daughter nodded and left your lap, waddling towards her father who picked her up and placed her on his, the girl cupped his face and muttered "very pretty."

"indeed he is."

a small smile could be found on tom's face which he hid by holding his little girl closer to his visage "how was work for you?" he asked as you munched on a slice of the cake infront of you.

"same old, though I brought some paperwork with me to finish today." you sighed at the thought of facing those papers and tom took notice of it

"do you want to go to sleep princess?" tom asked the girl who was leaning against his shoulder and playing with the collars of his shirt. she nodded tiredly as she rubbed her eyes cutely causing riddle to ruffle her hair.

"I'll put her to bed and you go take a shower." tom ordered as he set away the table and tidied up the room, picking up your daughter with one arm and the other one offering you support to hold onto.

"fine but did you have dinner?"

"I'm not incompetent."

"well obviously, if you were I wouldn't have married you." you chuckled as you walked towards the bathroom.

the shower soothed your aching muscles and when you left it you felt all refreshed and so; once you got into your room, you were about to finish the rest of your work when tom handed you your little two year old.

"she didn't want to sleep in her room so, she's going to sleep with us." he stated and dragged you to to your shared bed "you can complete your work tomorrow."

you were about to protest when you heard the whines of your daughter as she wrapped her hands around your neck and fixed herself in your arms "you set her up for this didn't you?" tom shrugged as he pulled up the duvet and set himself on the bed.

"come on, it's past her bed time." you rolled your eyes as you carefully set her drowsy body in the middle of the bed and then got on after her, the little girl curled up to your side before tom pulled the two you closer so that you were now cuddling into your child who fell into dreamland quickly due to the warmth and comfort provided by her parents.

"good night, dear."

"good night, love."

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