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peripeteia ~ chapter eleven ・❥・
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“I want,” Riddle leaned down towards her, so that his breath ghosted Hermione’s ear. “-to know why you’ve been stalking me.”
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charmoly-pi · 4 months
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peripeteia ~ chapter ten ・❥・
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Hermione would later reflect on this night, storing the image of his name alongside other incredulous topics like divining one’s future from tea leaves and the entire study of astrology. However, as she danced and spun with Ginny to the music, under the influence of several flutes of Hazelmead, Hermione almost thinks that she sees him watching her. Riddle is barely visible through the darkness and alcoholic haze, but the firelight catches on his cheekbones and heats his dark eyes. Something within them burned, white hot and scalding, and she thought that if she touched him, she might be set alight.
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charmoly-pi · 5 months
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Sin Bin by @seollem-tm on AO3
Another slight NSFW (suggestive) art here, minors DO NOT INTERACT
(do not interact and follow me in general if you are a minor. I do not have the time to check everyone, but please be honest)
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charmoly-pi · 6 months
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tom riddle in the library - alternate versions
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peripeteia ~ chapter nine ・❥・
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Tom had considered several means to achieving his rightful place in the wizarding world, and it was utterly vexing that none had yet come to fruition. He had read somewhere that patience was a virtue, but whoever came up with that insipid saying had evidently never had the enlightening experience of being stuck in a liminal space for fifty years. He had been rather interested in a ritual that allowed one to raise an army of the dead, but after learning that the other Voldemort had already utilised it, scratched it from his list. Tom was not, and never would be, a copycat. Imitation, inspiration, pastiche, whatever one wanted to call it, they all amounted to indications of a simpleton in Tom’s mind. He would do it first or he simply wouldn’t do it at all. In hindsight, it was no wonder that the matrons at Wool’s labelled him a stubborn, insolent boy.
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charmoly-pi · 7 months
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tom riddle sits for his school photo
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charmoly-pi · 7 months
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Tom Riddle Jr, 1942.
*This was AI-generated.
It is important to acknowledge what images are AI-generated and what aren't. I have some qualms about people who profit off AI-generated work; here, my only intention is to share images, like a mood board offering.
There are some ethical issues about AI artwork but a common misconception is that AI is simply splicing together original artwork. It's a bit more complicated than that. AI doesn't store the original art as images which it makes a collage out of, the data that it stores relates to how space and colour relate to one another, lighting, perspective, etc. It copies 'style' - and as we know, that's what we humans do too. As I said, I'm not pro-AI or anti-AI, but I think I needed to put this footnote to show that I have thought about it as I continue to post AI images (mainly of Tom Riddle - guilty as charged).
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charmoly-pi · 7 months
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Don't mind me, I have a whole folder of these that I feel must be seen :P Tom Riddle Jr & Hermione Granger
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peripeteia ~ chapter eight ・❥・
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“You could try being polite, you know.” “Someone like you isn’t worth the bother,” he responded, glaring down at her with eyes of onyx. Hermione wished that she knew occlumency, because it felt as if he could see straight through to her soul. His expression wasn’t one of hatred; she wasn’t even afforded that. It was nothingness, high cheekbones and carved jaw wasted on an unfeeling, dispassionate being.  She thought that if she touched him, his skin would be ice cold; flesh wrapped around a black marble heart. 
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charmoly-pi · 7 months
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Interlude IV: The Grangers
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“Already planning the wedding?” she teased him with a nudge.
“Absolutely not. But Tom does seem smitten with Hermione, and you know how young, idealistic people are. If things get serious and he runs off to California with her…” he trails off uncomfortably. “I simply want to make sure she’s in good hands.”
“He does have very nice hands.” Flip.
Read it here.
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charmoly-pi · 7 months
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Idk if I will ever move on, drarry is my comfort blanket in any times
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charmoly-pi · 7 months
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peripeteia ~ chapter seven ・❥・
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Riddle was dressed in plain black robes, his tall frame casting a shadow over her. In the dim light, he could almost be mistaken for a dark haired Dorian Gray, stolen from the pages of the novel and projected in front of Hermione with undeniable breathtaking beauty. “Doing some alchemy research?” He asked in a cool, emotionless voice, so different from the polite and engaged tone he used when speaking to their professors. “That’s a rather introductory book, it seems you’ve got some catching up to do.”
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charmoly-pi · 9 months
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tom is very pleased with this turn of events
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charmoly-pi · 9 months
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au where 6 year old harry accidentally apparates from the dursleys to a newly freed sirius
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