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The biggest buzz at this party was because Rita Sketter found out that Neville Longbottom gave Pansy this dress as a gift. Why did he give her this dress? How long have they been friends? Are they together?

I have no idea but she looks beautiful, doesn't she?

Neville and Pansy

Neville and Pansy just being cute. A moment of silence for the elbow patch please.

A New Life

A small Panville sketch page because I just love them. The recurring theme of second chances, forgiveness, I could gush about them forever.

Maybe mildly influenced by the first chapter of Dirty Flirty and Vindictive coming out.

Imagine people only remembering you based on the haircut you had as a pre-teen/teenager. Basically, what I'm saying is, Pansy if you grew your hair out I would support it.

“I like taking care of things.” - Neville, BSP by Whatmurdah

These two in this fic literally rewrote my brain chemistry. I need every detail of their lives ever tysm.

Bloody, Slutty and Pathetic by WhatMurdah

My version of plant daddy Neville and the death eater b*tch, Pansy <3

ART POLICY

Please DO NOT re-post/re-share my art unless given explicit permission and appropriate credit is given.

No profit should be made from my art. DO NOT re-sell my art.

Please do not alter/remove my signature.

Use for PERSONAL binds is allowed, but only with permission and credit.

Happiest (late) Birthday to a fellow Snuna lover AND one of the best Snape and Panville fandom authors, @frenchpresswriter 🫶💖

Pansy was tired.

She was tired of the constant game of cat and mouse. She was tired of bashful smiles and hazel eyes that reminded her of sun-dappled forest floors. She was tired of drawing close only to be shoved back into her neat little box of "friend," the label chafing against her skin like an ill-fitting garment.

Pansy was tired of wanting Neville fucking Longbottom.

For weeks, she had waited for him to make the first move, her patience worn thin as parchment. There were times when his gaze would linger, dropping to her lips as they worked beneath the August sun that beat down mercilessly on their backs, sweat beading along her collarbone,their fingers stained with soil. He would lean in, voice dropping to a purring octave that sent shivers racing down her spine as they debated the best way to harvest Appennine Primula, and Pansy would think, this is it.

This was the moment when the feelings boil over, like a cauldron left too long on the flame. But as soon as the moment began, it ended. It was as though Neville remembered who she was, where they were, and he'd remember himself, pulling away with a reluctance so tangible she could almost taste the bitter disappointment on her tongue.

It didn't matter that they'd been assigned here for months, sharing a small flat with creaking floorboards and too many windows that let in the heady scent of cypress trees while researching the Crocus Etruscus in central Tuscany. It didn't matter that the risk of any sort of romantic mingling could potentially complicate things as they worked to ensure the survival of the medicinal plant. After all, Pansy had never been one for patience, had never learned to subdue the hunger that gnawed at her insides.

She slipped the cotton button up from her shoulders, dropping it onto her duvet with practiced carelessness.

No.

Pansy had always been one for success, for capturing her heart's desire—even if, only for a moment. A small smirk curved the corner of her mouth as she passed the front door, dropping her white lace bra in front of the entry. A greeting. Her invitation. Pansy’s green eyes glittered with anticipation like polished malachite as she turned, wearing nothing but a pair of Muggle denims that hugged her hips, making her way towards their shared kitchen. Her footfalls were silent against the wooden floorboards, the cool air kissing her bare skin, pulling her rosy nipples taut. Reaching a slender arm towards the cabinet, Pansy pulled her kettle from the shelf as she waited for the sound of his key in the lock.

The Sword of Gryffindor

The biggest buzz at this party was because Rita Sketter found out that Neville Longbottom gave Pansy this dress as a gift. Why did he give her this dress? How long have they been friends? Are they together?

I have no idea but she looks beautiful, doesn't she?

Bloody, Slutty and Pathetic by WhatMurdah

My version of plant daddy Neville and the death eater b*tch, Pansy <3

ART POLICY

Please DO NOT re-post/re-share my art unless given explicit permission and appropriate credit is given.

No profit should be made from my art. DO NOT re-sell my art.

Please do not alter/remove my signature.

Use for PERSONAL binds is allowed, but only with permission and credit.

help! I'm obsessed with Parkbottom 😭who knew Pansy and Neville would be my favorite thing ever....??? like the flower and the gardener??? if there are fics send them to me pleaseeee

Expecto patronum!

art by @gotoemopunk

Neville and Pansy in the Greenhouse

I was able to draw two romantic pieces of Neville and Pansy. I like it when people commission things I have never drawn or wouldn't soon draw for myself. It makes it interesting. I have to do my research, and step into the world of these characters. It's lovely, I love it. I love my job and I love all of you. These are for Dr Pansy Parkinson on Ao3 and Parks and Fiction on A03. Thank you so much guys <3 And to the rest of you: go check out their stories :)

Have a lovely weekend everyone! <3

My Panville Commission

Art by @aplthree

my Pansy commission

She is gorgeous!! Art by @gotoemopunk

Panville Wedding! ❤️ First dance 💕

Pansy Parkinson ** Moodboard

Guys I’m switching up on u I’m sorry 😭😭 but I’ve started imaging Natasha Liu Bordizzo as Pansy Parkinson and I can’t go back 😭😭

Pansy x Neville against the w̷o̷r̷l̷d̷ Zombies

If you stumbled upon this box then congratulations. 

Inside you will find a collection of diary entries, journals, illustrations, and memories by Pansy Parkinson from the Great 2000 Zombie Invasion. Enjoy. 

Written, illustrated and Pensieved by. Pansy Parkinson (the pensieve is behind the bookcase. If you're a muggle and have no idea what a pensieve is, the illustrations are all you have then) 

August 10 2000

Dear diary, 

Holy FUCK. If Harry Potter is The-Boy-Who-Lived, then I, Pansy Parkinson, is The-Girl-Who-Need-To-Suffer-The-Consequences. Because how did The-Boy-Who-Lived survive not once, twice but THRICE. That makes it THREE deadly encounters. And not only that, he now has some kind of power over me (that might be an overstatement but you know what I mean). 

Maybe I should rewind a little. If you know about the great wizarding war of 1998 and thought it was bad then you must know about the ABSOLUTELY WORSE 2000 Zombie Invasion. What do you mean inferi can turn a living human into another inferi?! Or so I thought. Spoiler alert they WERE NOT inferis. 

4 months ago. Hey Wizards! Meet the Muggles. After the whole war about pureblood, muggleborn, half-blood horseshit, who knew that we eventually needed to merge with muggles anyway? But yes we did. The wizards were superior, of course, we had magic to fight these abominations. But after the war, our population decreased too much and my brother in Merlin, we were greatly outnumbered. 

I wish you could see Diagon Alley now, or shall I say Die-Gone Alley. Many wizards are turning into what the muggle refers to as the zombies. We had no idea who was the first wizard to get infected. Can't be a Gryffindor though, because apparently zombies like brains and we know if the Gryffindors have one thing it is not that (exhibit one. Weasleys are still alive. Yes. ALL of them. With the exception of. oh well RIP George Weasley or was it Fred?) 

After that we have to run to any place we could find to seek safety. Which! You guessed it! The muggle world! The only thing I can be thankful of is that those zombies can't cast magic even if they were wizards before. Because can you imagine?! Magic wielding zombies? I might avada myself honestly. 

I have to go now. I might avada myself honestly the second time. The-Boy-Who-Lived-Thrice is calling. Apparently because he defied death thrice, he is suited to be our leader. Our Lisan al Gaib (yes. I did end up reading muggle literature, there aren't many things to do here). I'll see you again my dear Diary. You are my only hope of sanity in this cruel cruel world. 

Fuck you Harry Potter

Signed with love, 

Pansy

Pansy Parkinson

Hello I draw Pansy wearing this:

I just change the flowers to Pansy (photo was orchid) then to color blue 💙

I     Loved     You     𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒍𝒚

More     Than     The     Air     i     Breathe

❀ﹾ𓈒🕸ㅤฺฺ໋▒ when you know, you know'ৣ ♟️᭢᭱

full thing posted HERE

Panville 💕

Cause my love is mine, all mine

I love mine, mine, mine

Nothing in the world belongs to me

But my love mine, all mine, all mine 💕

The Slytherin gang

Hot Nev agenda.

pansy parkinson as different romance tropes

〉fake dating  fake dating queen!! pansy is doing her best to get over draco but it's not as easy as it seems. he seems to be well aware of the fact and very much a dick about it, doing his best to embarrass her. she refuses to be disrespected, so she comes up with the best idea she can - fake dating. it doesn't matter who you are - her best friend, a background character, however you imagine yourself. you are her best choice and one to shock all. she didn't seem to think this through, however, when you're forced to do many a romantic thing that involves touching, kissing, and being generally adorable, you both start to fall in love. i think the FIRST (that's right, first) love confession would come from you but she wouldn't reciprocate, either because she hasn't gotten over draco or because she's scared to ruin what you guys have. the second love confession would be during that classic scene, where pansy would have to admit you had never been dating all along to dozens of people but that she had developed feelings for you and really wanted to try again. your love would be heartening and wholesome, something many wouldn't expect from the ice queen of slytherin.

〉pen pals to lovers  now hear me out, hear me out!! one day, you accidentally leave a little journal note in your library book when you return it, and pansy stumbles across it accidentally. she reads it (for juicy gossip ofc) but then finds something heartfelt and vulnerable instead. in a moment of perhaps insanity, she writes something back and sticks it in the book before she can change your mind. when you realize you lost your journal entry, you go crazy and search everywhere - it takes you almost the whole day to realize you might have left it in your library book. finally, you open the book and find another piece of parchment sitting there. and so it begins. without either of you knowing who the other pen pal is, you write letters to each other multiple times a week and start to bond more and more. bonus points if you're enemies or if you're friends with one-sided pining / one of you is dating another person. when you finally figure out who the other pen pal is, it's not at all some crazy emotion - you feel calm, content, like you always knew you loved pansy. the love confession would definitely be a mind-blowing soft and loving kiss. your love would be sweet, innocent, and honest.

〉mean girl to lover  / internalized homophobia  okay so ofc we know that pansy was the og mean girl in the books. i feel like, because of how she was raised, she definitely has some internalized homophobia. so put two and two together . . . this works well with an outcast/unpopular!reader. pansy is so gay, like sooooo gay, but she doesn't let anyone know. she dates men to keep up appearances. however, one night at a slytherin party she gets a bit drunk and . . . let's just say you two end up in a very compromising position. after that night, she can't get away from you. she needs you, in whatever way you'll give her. at first you're okay with being treated as a booty call, but then you come to your senses. you refuses to keep meeting her in secret - you want her to stop hiding you away like your relationship was a bad thing. she gets upset, screams at you, and leaves. but she, too, misses you. a lot more than she thought she would. her love confession would come in two forms, both during breakfast in the great hall. either she grabs you by the tie and kisses you in front of everyone OR she stands up on the slytherin table, loudly claims to everyone that she is a lesbian and then procedes to ask you out. your love can be passionate and hot, but most of the time it's flirty, sweet, and fun.

[movie recs: dash and lily (netflix)]

1/365 Pansy my love <3

#365daysofartchallenge #dailysketch #sketchart #sketchartist #procreateart #artofcrumbs #pansyparkinson #hpart

I’m pretty sure an adult Neville with botanical tattoos is like, actual cannon right? I think so. Totally. 

This was inspired by a post from boyswithplants on instagram; honestly, basically all their posts make me think ‘this guy would make a great Neville Longbottom’

Pansy Parkinson from fanfic "Номура" by ahaironmylip 🐍🐍🐍