#ex! tom riddle x you

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Old Flame - (tom riddle x reader)

Summary: Years have passed since your time in Hogwarts and when you attend a ball, you cannot seem to look away from your old lover. Perhaps it is time for the old flames to reunite again.

Warnings: none.

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Your dress trailed on the floor behind you as you strode around the grand ballroom of the Avery Manor. The annual ball they held was spectacularly decorated and included a guest list of only people with the highest rank in the wizarding society.

You sighed, sipping your champagne slowly as your gaze trailed over the people interacting with each other with forced politeness. A humorous scoff left your lips.

You decided to find a corner to settle in so you would not be forced into small talk with your former classmates, however, a shrill shriek of your name pulled you away from your plan, and you plastered on a smile before lightly turning around to greet the newcomer.

"Oh, it has been so long since I last saw you!" Greengrass exclaimed cheerfully.

"It has only been a month," You replied, confused. When you last saw her a month ago, she had a ball thrown to celebrate her engagement with Lestrange.

"Exactly my point!" She nodded enthusiastically, completely missing your point. Her eyes dropped down to your left hand wrapped around a champagne flute, and she tutted disapprovingly. "I do not see an engagement ring. It is time you find a husband!"

You laughed dryly. "I'd rather drop dead. Unlike some, marriage is not the only thing consuming my mind, Greengrass."

She chuckled, ignoring the jibe. "Do not fret. I will help you find an eligible bachelor." With a wink, she locked your arms and turned you so you would face the dancing couples. "Oh, look! Avery himself is a very fine match. I can imagine you hosting the annual balls, what a dream!"

"He is rather too crude for me."

"What about Malfoy?" She nudged you playfully. "You would have the wealthiest man if you were to choose him."

"Too narcissistic."

"Alphard Black?"

"Too g—"

"Tom Riddle!" She whisper yelled, tilting your face with her finger until you saw him.

And for him, you could not find any imperfections. He had many, that you knew, but that man had a magnetic air around him that drew you in until you were consumed by him. You knew that, for you had been with him for a period of time during your Hogwarts years. Flashes of memories came back to you in a blur as you continued to stare at the now grown man, a sense of longing forming at the pit of your heart.

As if sensing your gaze, Tom slightly turned his head to meet your gaze, rooting you to your spot as soon as his eyes held yours. You took in the sinfully attractive sight of him, the perfect curls framing his face and the fitted robes clinging to his body elegantly. Suddenly, all the air left the room. Greengrass, squeezed your arm in excitement. "Oh, my! Would you look at that! He is staring at you."

But you did not reply to her quip. Tom quickly dismissed the person he was previously engaged in a conversation with, and began striding towards you, not breaking the eye contact even for a brief second.

"He is coming here." The girl next to you whispered and this time, you did not resist the urge to roll your eyes at her.

"Thank you for voicing out the obvious, Greengrass."

She scoffed, but continued to cling your arm until Tom stood in front of you, his own flute half empty in his hand. He briefly registered the presence of your old friend, before speaking. "Leave us." No greetings, no pleasantries. Only a simple command.

Greengrass seemed reluctant to part from the scene, no doubt eager to witness the reunion between you. But with a pointed stare from both you, and Riddle, she sighed in defeat before departing.

"I have noticed the way you look at me." He broke the tense silence between you, daring to take a step closer to crowd your personal space.

"I was simply observing everyone." You defended weakly. "It has been a while since I have seen anyone from Hogwarts."

He only smirked lightly, raising his glass to take a sip from his champagne, and you followed the sight of his lips wrapping around the brim—

Stop. You berated yourself.

"You have changed." He commented, his gaze casting down and back up your body in what you assumed was appreciation, perhaps even wonder. His eyes darkened when they settled on your face once again.

"So have you."

"Do you wish to dance?"

It was your turn to raise your eyebrows. "You hate dancing."

Tom smiled at that. "So you remember."

"Of course I remember." A pause. You both understood the hidden meaning behind your words. The small fact was not the only thing you remembered. You remembered everything that had happened between you. Then hesitantly, you asked. "Do you?"

"It is all I can think about sometimes."

It took that one sentence for the feelings that you had kept bottled up and stored away in the depth of your heart to come rushing back at you full force.

You cast your eyes down, hoping to conceal the hurl of emotions steering in your eyes. Tom was a perceptive man, he always had been, and you did not doubt he could read you like the back of his hand.

You felt fingers grabbing your chin, tilting it up so you would be met with his piercing gaze again. There was a smirk dancing on his lips, and your insides churned at the familiarity of it all.

"You still want me," He said lowly, voice only just above a whisper. There was a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes, one you remembered all too well.

"Do not act as if you do not."

He only hummed in reply. You watched with bated breath as he tilted his head down towards you, a single curl falling on his forehead, and he stilled. Standing just a breath away from you, he waited.

"And what if I do?"

Merlin. He was bad for your health. How could you answer that? How could you stand there, yearning for him, and resist the urge to touch your lips upon his own?

"I would ask you to show me." Came your breathless reply. "Show me how much you want me."

"And after that?"

"And only then I might consider coming back to you."

Tom threw his head back to let out a chuckle, clearly amused with your tactics. He knew very well you would not have the power to refuse him after this encounter, and yet he still played your game. "Very well, darling. How about the library? It will be just like the old times."

The reminder of your little rendezvous in the Hogwarts library brought a blush to your cheeks. The days of you sneaking around past curfew just to have a taste of each other was something you could never forget.

"Well, are you going to just stand there or do something?"

Tom's smirk widened as he allowed his eyes drop to your lips. "Perhaps you have not changed at all, little vixen."

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Cheated - Tom Riddle x Reader- Oneshot

Very late valentines day fic-enjoy! also attempting to write here on tumblr instead of on my word doc-lets see if that helps

"warning"; smut. i havent written it in a minute so sorry if its bad

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Tom Riddle sits on the steps that lead into Hogwarts castle, a pile of roses at his feet, meant for his girlfriend of two years.

But she never arrived for their date at the new restaurant in Hogsmeade. He had given her time, and allowed her some grace just in case she was running late or getting ready with her friends, since it was their anniversary, and Valentines day, and girls got excited about that thing.

But then 10 minutes turned to 30…then an hour, then two. Then he had to leave the restaurant since he was sitting alone for a two-person reservation and they couldn’t hold his table forever. He’d felt so stupid walking back from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts, wondering what the hell had made his girlfriend get so caught up that she was more than two hours late to their anniversary date!

And then he saw it, heard it first, her giggling with another boy, the two standing too close under an archway. He felt sick to his stomach-really? Really???

Then they kissed and he turned away, going the long way around to get back into the castle.

Two years. Two fucking years he spent on this girl, he had opened up, let her in, went against what he had taught himself to be for her and she fucking cheated on him.

That’s how he ended up here on the steps of the main courtyard, he didn’t want to see that bitch again for a while.

“You too eh?” Tom looked up at the sudden voice, seeing a fellow Hogwarts student standing in front of him, looking dressed for a date-much like he was-but also very disappointed and tired. He blinked at her, he had the same look In her eyes that he felt in his chest, betrayal.

“Got cheated on?” Tom asked dryly and the girl nodded, moving to sit next to him and sulk on the steps, kicking off her heels. The two sit there in awkward silence as the late winter breeze flows between them, the sun is already beginning to set and with it the night chill sets in.

The girl eventually hands her box of chocolates meant for her shitty boyfriend to Tom and he stares at them for a long moment, glancing at the girl. "Happy shitty valentines Day," she mutters and he takes the chocolates, hesitating for a moment before picking up the roses at his feet and handing them to her.

"Happy shitty valentines day," he says back quietly and she smiles sadly as she takes the roses he had picked out for his, now soon to be ex, girlfriend. The two sit there for a few minutes longer and the sun sets quickly, Tom gets to his feet and so does the girl, who has yet to introduce herself but Tom didn't feel like socializing right now, and it seems she didn't either.

But they walked back into the castle together anyway, her holding the roses meant for Lilith-his soon to be ex-and him holding the chocolates meant for her, soon to be ex, boyfriend. The halls were filled with happy couples, there were a few others that looked brokenhearted or were single and happy, but the sight simply made Tom's sadness turn to white-hot rage, his fist clenching at his side, the box of chocolates in his hand crumpling a bit as he and the girl walked down the hall.

They hadn't meant to, but they had walked side by side all the way back to the Slytherin common room-as they were both of that house. "Pureblood." Tom snapped out and the door opened and he stepped inside, beelining it to his room, not even saying goodbye to the girl as she went over to her friends, who went straight to comforting her as they saw her expression.

Tom slammed the door of his dorm room closed, ripping off his tie and blazer, breathing through his teeth as he thought back to the time he had foolishly waited for Lilith to arrive at their date, sitting there alone with roses at a table for two, pathetically waiting and waiting as looks of pity came from the restaurant staff.

He was so humiliated, two years, two fucking years. all to be wasted by the girl he had let himself open up to. He felt humiliated, betrayed, and angry. He wanted to break something-he really did. Lilith had been his first girlfriend, she had been determined and stubborn to try and be his girl and eventually, he let her in, having been impressed by her determination.

And now? Now she had just-cheated on him, for who knows how long?!

He let out an angry yell and threw his pillow across the room, pacing around as he pressed his palms to his eyes, rage building in his chest the longer he thought about the last two years. How much of it was a lie? How long had she been tricking him?? Him! Tom Marvolo Riddle! he was the heir of Slytherin, he prided himself on his control and ability to pick out lies from other people and manipulate them into revealing their true selves.

He had let his guard down with Lilith, and now he paid the price-he had gotten hurt and he wanted to hurt her back. He wanted to rip out her heart and crush it before her eyes, get revenge on the bitch who got him to trust her, and then crushed that trust to pieces.

He stews in his anger as he changes out of the stupid suit he had worn for the stupid date, he skips dinner that night, thinking of ways to get his revenge on Lilith-he would make her hurt, hurt just as much as she hurt him-make her feel used and pathetic like he felt now.

Oh yes. Lilith would regret cheating on him, there was no doubt about that.

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He stared her down the next day as she walked up to him while he sat at the Slytherin table at breakfast, his eyes cold while he looked upon his sheepish soon be ex-girlfriend. "I’m soooo sorry Tom," she began, and Tom let her make a fool of herself in front of him as she attempted to apologize for 'forgetting' about their date. "My friend's boyfriend stood her up on their date and I just couldn't leave her, i totally forgot about our anniversary date last night and I’m soooo sorry darling,"

Tom clicked his jaw, staring daggers into Lilith who attempted to smooth her way back into the spot beside him but he stood up, glaring down at her-almost baring his teeth. "How fucking dare you?" he hissed out, Lilith going wide-eyed as he cursed at her, usually he talked formally so to hear him curse was surprising. "How dare you lie to me, for who knows how long?!"

This caught the attention of everyone in the great hall, all watching the fight unfolding between Tom Riddle-the boy who held the heart of almost every girl in Hogwarts, and Lilith Castee-the girl who was the envy of Tom's fangirls, since she had 'won' him; but it seemed now she had lost him.

"Tom," Lilith chuckled out nervously, holding up her hands as she stood up again to face him. "what-what are you talking about?" Tom screwed his face into a snarl, his eyes burning with rage.

"What's his name eh?? Who was so damn important that you cheated on me!? On our two-year anniversary!!?" the whole hall gasped in shock-she cheated on him?! what??? Who the hell would cheat on Tom freaking Riddle!? The hottest guy in school???

Lilith stumbled for her words, her eyes flickering about as she felt everyone's gaze on her now. "i-i-i don't-i don't know what you're talking about darling-" Tom clicked his jaw, shaking his head, slamming his fist on the table.

"Don't lie to me! I saw you! last night! you left me sitting at that bloody restaurant for hours and when I came back-i see you making out with some guy! " Tom yells, his face starting to burn with anger, looking down at the girl he wasted two years on, who looked so humiliated and pathetic as she cowered before him, everyone watching the confrontation unfold.

Lilith stutters and he huffs down at her, hissing through his teeth. "I can't believe I actually trusted you, what a fucking mistake." he hisses out and pushes past her, Lilith chasing after him as the great hall burst into gossip.

-

Word that Tom Riddle was single again spread like wildfire, many of his fangirls prettying themselves up to be his rebound and possible new girlfriend, but that was the last thing on his mind. He was angry, humiliated, upset, and most of all; betrayed.

Getting a new girlfriend was easily the last thing he wanted right now, the wound of Lilith's betrayal too fresh on his heart and mind, there was no way he could even think of another girl right now, it had taken a year for Lilith to gain his trust enough to try and date her, and now that trust was shattered.

If someone could spend so much time gaining his trust only to break it-how could he trust any other girl to not to the same??

He ignored every love note he got and every box of chocolate he got in the daily mail; he threw them out-the only box of chocolates he had accepted had been from the girl from before, which he had eaten already-they were good chocolates.

Lilith keeps attempting to get back into his good graces but he refuses to let her back in, and no amount of blubbering or bullshit apologies will make up for it. 'i was drunk!' yeah fucking right. 'he slipped me a love potion!' Tom could smell that lie coming from a mile away. 'it was mistake.' damn right, but like hell he was going to accept that as any sort of apology.

She had broken his trust in her, and she would never have it again.

-

For all of Lilith's blubbering, it doesn't stop her from continuing to snog that boy she had cheated on him with, and when he sees them together; he’s angry. Jealous? No. pissed? Yes. it's at that same time he learns that the boy, had also been that girl's ex-BF that cheated on her.

The girl's name is (y/n), and he finds that important because they will get revenge on their exes together. He crafts a plan when he overhears the boy complaining about his ex, (y/n), about how she's upset that he cheated but it was 'her fault' because she never 'put out' and 'a man has needs!'

Tom has never wanted to call someone a mother fucking bitch more than at that moment.

But he has a feeling (y/n) is feeling just as angry as he is, and what better way to get back at their cheating exes... than to start dating each other while their exes whine and beg? it's a cruel plan, and he knows he's pretty much just using (y/n) to make Lilith squirm but hey, in his mind; she's also getting something out of his plan-dating him and making her ex jealous.

He goes up to (y/n) one day during study period, sliding into the seat next to her, eyes automatically going to the two as Tom Riddle, once again Hogwarts hottest bachelor, sits next to (y/n). she looked up at him from her book and note parchment, raising her brow.

"I have a plan," Tom began, not bothering to introduce himself-she knew who he was. (y/n) blinked at him and slowly sat up straight, giving him her full attention. "I was thinking, our exes cheated on us with each other, yes?" (y/n) nodded, a flicker of anger in her eyes and Tom smirked, yes-that was what he was looking for. "how would you like to get some, petty revenge?"

Now he had her full attention. hook, line, and sinker.

(y/n) agrees to, well, start dating him to have some petty revenge on their exes, and Tom revels in the look of jealousy on their faces when they go to dinner that night and sit together, (y/n) now in the spot where Lilith once sat, tucked neatly into Tom's side with his arm around her; resting on her hip.

Tom hides his petty smirk behind his goblet and (y/n) can't help but grin as her ex seethes at the sight of her in Tom Riddle's arms. Tom was easily a 10, while her ex Trevor was barely a 7, and now she was quite glad she never let him 'hit it' as the boys said.

Tom sells the bit of a charming boyfriend, walking her to and from classes and kissing her hand when he had to leave her side to go to his own class or do head boy duties. It was all very nice, even If (y/n) knew this was just as revenge for their cheating exes, it was...well nice to have a boyfriend who actually was a boyfriend, even if he was pretty emotionally reserved.

Trevor, her ex, was never...good at the boyfriend thing. Now, weeks after the fact, she didn't even know why she started dating him, he had ignored her half the time and complained every time she wouldn't let him have sex with her, something inside her had told her not to let him touch her that way and it seemed her warning signs had all been right-since he, instead of waiting for her like a good boyfriend, decided to just cheat on her with another, with Tom Riddles girlfriend nonetheless.

Honestly, how Tom just straight up hadn't cursed them to high heaven was a mystery, because she knew she wanted to.

Meanwhile, while (y/n) knew(thought) this was all just a revenge plan and her dating Tom Riddle would most likely end at some point, Tom was feeling...otherwise.

(y/n) was cute, adorable even, sexy too, he found himself staring at her a lot once they started petty dating, his eyes drawn to her hair as it curled over her ear, or to her thighs as she would sit on the couch and it would ride up on her thighs. He found it easy to listen to her, her voice was very nice, and she always had interesting things to say. and she listened to him, even when it seemed like she wasn't, she remembered things about him that he offhandedly mentioned once-like how he liked lemon bars, and then made him some a few days later.

"How'd you know?" Tom asked, bewildered, not even remembering he had mentioned he liked them. (y/n) just shrugged. "You said you liked them." She had said with a smile before going back to her potions essay. She also remembered other things, even when he didn't mention them-like how he liked his books in a certain order and she had helped him pack his bag while in a rush and he realized she had packed it in the particular way he liked; or how he didn't like the school supplied ink and got him a fresh inkwell of premium ink from the Hogsmeade store one weekend after he had offhandedly mentioned how he didn't like the school supplied ink after having to use it one day in class.

She noticed things about him, and remembered them...Lilith had never done that.

He was getting confused, he had done this for revenge on his cheating ex-he knew that, but...was he...starting to like (y/n)?

He thinks he was. She was nice but not in a pushover way, she was sweet but not in an overwhelming way, she was funny but knew when to be serious, she was pretty(beautiful actually) but didn't flaunt it, affectionate but didn't demand it 24/7.

He stared at her while they sat across from each other during a study period, watching her fiddle with her quill and tap the tip against her notebook, his eyes drawing to her lip as she nibbled at it in thought.

"Fuck." Tom muttered to himself, feeling the heart he had locked up upon learning of Lilith's betrayal try to burst out of its cage. His chest filled with warmth and his face began to warm with blush as he just watched (y/n) do her school work, and that was strangely so attractive.

Maybe more would come out of this petty revenge than making Lilith and Trevor jealous.

-

(y/n) flipped the page of her book as she sat on the couch, her back against Tom's side as his arm lay back on the couch, his fingers grazing her hair every few seconds, which (y/n) had gotten used to after the first few times and had relaxed into the feeling, it was quite nice. Tom gazed down at her even as he talked to his friends, who either talked about the recent Hogwarts gossip or about some sort of snooty party coming up that they had to go to because their pureblood parents were making them.

His gaze was torn away from (y/n) as his friends go almost silent, one making an 'oooh' sound as he sees Lilith walking up to him, her face set into a pathetic pout, her hands tugging at her skirt as she comes to a stop next to the couch. "Tommy," Lilith starts but Tom glares at her.

"Do not call me that." he hisses out and his friends chuckle and make faces at Lilith behind her back as Tom's hand goes down to (y/n)'s shoulder and he squeezes it, feeling himself calm just a little bit as (y/n) shuffled against his side.

Lilith clears her throat awkwardly, shuffling on her feet. "Tom, I just-wanted to apologize, i did something stupid and it was a great mistake, i regret what I did to you every day and I hope-i hope you could give me another chance." Tom stares at her, his jaw clicking. he stands, his hand drawing from (y/n)'s shoulder to rest on the other.

"Another chance?" Tom asks quietly, staring into Lilith's soul like she was the devil. Lilith nods, smiling weakly. "I love you Tom, I was foolish to forget that for some silly one-night stand." Lilith says, attempting to step closer but Tom glares and she steps back.

"One night stand? You love me? Merlin, you must be even stupider than I thought-if you loved me, you never would've even thought about another man, if you loved me, you never would've stood me up on our two-year anniversary, you would've never cheated on me, with another girl's boyfriend nonetheless." Tom hisses out, gesturing back to (y/n) who seemed she would rather be left out of the conversation but Tom was making a point.

"And one night stand???" Tom continues, seething. "Please. I see you two still snogging in the damn hallways when I try to do my head boy duties, you still sit with each other during meals, you practically fuck in plain sight! Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think me to be foolish enough to let myself fall for another one of your lies?!" Tom hisses out, clenching his fist at his side as everyone else in the room stares at the confrontation between the two exes.

Lilith opens and closes her mouth like a fish out of water and Tom hisses through his teeth. "Hell will freeze over the day I even think about forgiving you, let alone give you another chance. Besides, I have someone else now, and she's far better than you ever were." Tom says, gesturing back to (y/n) again and she blushes, hiding behind her book. Lilith glares at him and (y/n) and she runs off, humiliated once again as whispers begin to echo in the room.

Tom huffs and sits back down, glaring at his lap as (y/n) peeks at him over her book. With one look to the other surrounding them, they're left alone to talk, as Tom could tell that (y/n) wanted to talk. "soooo," she started, closing her book and setting it on the coffee table in front of the couch-looking back at Tom.

He looks back at her, his shoulders relaxing a bit as she shifts to face him, sitting back on her heels. "We got together to get revenge on them, right?" (y/n) asks and Tom slowly nods. (y/n) thinks about what she wants to say and how she should say it. It had been about three months now since they had gotten together to get petty revenge on their exes, now that Tom had spoken his mind to Lilith; and a few days earlier she had cursed off Trevor for trying to get her back with weak apologies and candies she didn't even like, did they need to keep up the act?

"Yes, but-" Tom speaks before she can speak her mind and she sees him shift in his seat, looking awkward-Tom Riddle never looked awkward. he was always confident, always sure of himself. Seeing him unsure of himself was...odd. "I...I'm not good at feelings, I'm sure you've figured that out by now." (y/n) nods, tilting her head at Tom. "Lilith pursued me for a whole year before I began to date her, and even after all that, she still cheated on me, and I wanted revenge on her. You were the perfect one to get that revenge with because she cheated on me with your ex." (y/n) nods again, wondering where this is going.

Tom sighs, running his hand through his hair, messing it up a bit. "I...At first, this thing between us was just to get back at them, as I'm sure it has been for you." (y/n) slowly nods, narrowing her eyes as her heart begins to beat faster in her chest, butterflies in her chest-was he...doing what she thought he was doing? Tom huffs, his leg starting to bounce as he looked at her, but avoided her gaze. "But-these last three months I've...I never felt...this way with Lilith, she...she didn't listen to me, not really, looking back I don't know why I stayed with her-first girlfriend attachment I suppose."

(y/n) is red in the face now, 'felt this way'....What did he mean by that?!

Tom bites the inside of his lip, making eye contact with her now, his pupils dilating as he looks at her. "I don't know how, or why but you...you've stolen me, heart and soul, in only three months, you listen to me, you make me...feel-and I don't know how to handle it, you've accomplished what Lilith tried to do in two years in less than three months and...i don't know if you want to continue this relationship, but...I do. I want to be with you, for real, and not just to get back at our exes." Tom confesses, looking away from her once more, anxiously picking at his thumb as (y/n) stares at him in shock, her jaw drops open as she blinks rapidly.

He...he likes her...he actually really liked her-he wanted to continue their relationship, he wanted them to be together for real, with no ulterior motive.

She had utterly no idea what to say-no idea what to tell him-so she settled for not saying anything and instead grabbing his tie and pulling him into a kiss.

Because she felt the same way.

Tom let out a sound of surprise before he grabbed her face and kissed her back, shifting his leg so he was leaning over her, moving his lips against hers in an almost desperate passion. (y/n) melted as he kissed her, his lips warm, soft, and hungry, like he had been starved for proper, real, affection.

She's being pushed down onto the couch with him above her, his hands still on her face, tangling in her hair as his body hovers above her, his knee between her legs as he climbs on top of her. Her breath hitches as their mouths open and his tongue presses against hers and almost goes into her mouth, her hands clutching his shoulders as he makes a groaning sound that sends shivers down her spine.

"What the fuck?!" Tom pops up at the sudden voice, practically baring his teeth at Lilith and Trevor as they had returned for one reason or another, Trevor looking utterly miffed to see his ex snogging Lilith's ex.

"So you'll never let me even touch you after a whole year but three months and you'll let him stick his tongue down your throat?!" Trevor practically yells at (y/n) and she glares back, her lips starting to swell from Tom's kiss.

Tom doesn't give either of them a chance to talk further as he scoops (y/n) up and carries her to his private dorm room(perks of being head boy). "Honestly I don't know why I even dated him," (y/n) says into his shoulder as he kicks his door closed and then tosses (y/n) on her bed, smirking as she squeals at the sudden action.

"first boyfriend attachment?" Tom guessed, as that was likely why he stayed with Lilith even though, now, he was pretty sure he never actually liked her. (y/n) tilted her head in thought then nodded.

"I...yeah I mean, he was the first guy to ask me out and I wanted to give it a chance, never left because... I dunno, thought no one else would want to," (y/n) mumbled, Tom stepping closer to her and then claiming on top of her again, kissing her deeply. 'guess I was wrong' (y/n) thought, kissing Tom back and pushing her head into the kiss as his hands grabbed her sides as he hovered over her.

Heat rises between them, their tongues push together and his hands are in her hair again, his palms on her cheeks as she grips at his neck and shoulders, her legs rising to slowly wrap around his hips.

She and Trevor had never gone this far, hell she had maybe only kissed him a few times, she supposed that meant she never actually liked him because she was really enjoying this with Tom, she liked kissing him, and she loved the heat growing between them.

Tom felt the same way, for his whole 2 years with Lilith he almost thought he was broken because he never really felt anything towards his ex, even when she tried to initiate things between them, but here, on his bed, kissing (y/n), he feels the heat and the passion and the want for her and he's not broken-he just needed to find the right girl.

"Too fast?" Tom breathes against her cheek as he pulls away from the kiss to press his lips to her jaw and go lower. (y/n) shakes her head, tugging at his robe and he takes his hands off her face to shrug it off. "Not at all," (y/n) whispers back and he chuckles against her chin as he kisses down to her neck.

(y/n) lets out a shuddering breath as his hands find her hips again and his thumb rubs into her sides, his lips on her neck-her breath coming out in short pants as he licks at her skin; she lets out a quiet sound that makes Tom lick her neck again and she can feel the smirk on his lips as he peppers sensual kisses all along her neck.

She gasps out his name as he finds her sweet spot, which she didn't know she had, and begins to nibble at it, leaving a red mark on her once unblemished skin. "I've never..." (y/n) starts but Tom just kisses her again, looking into his eyes-his pupils blown wide with lust.

"Neither have I," he whispers back and she kisses him, pulling him down by his neck as his hands go down to her skirt and unbuttons it before tugging it off, his belt following and then soon the rest of their clothes follow suit.

She gazes at his body and her body shudders with want, her face flushed with heat as she looks upon his pale and lean body, he certainly wasn't a quidditch player but he wasn't skinny either, he looked just right. he admired her body just the same, his eyes gazing over her breasts, her tummy pouch, her thighs, and hip dips; his mouth watering for a taste of her untouched skin.

(y/n) gasps as his mouth descends on her skin, licking at her breasts and nipples, catching one on his tongue and drawing the nipple into his mouth, sucking gently, and (y/n) sighs out his name, pushing her chest towards his mouth as his hands travel across the rest of her body, her hands practically glued to his shoulders to ground herself as she felt his tongue on her breasts-which she hadn't known were sensitive till now.

"Fuck-" Tom curses under his breath as his hand dips between her thighs and feels her pussy, her arousal quickly coating his fingers as he felt her clit, his fingers dipping into her entrance which has her gasping and grabbing his wrist as his finger pumps into her cunt, watching as her face twists in pleasure and her breath caught in her chest.

"Tom," she breathes out and he kisses her again, his other hand on her neck and then trailing down to her breasts, kneading the soft flesh, thumbing her pert nipple as he fights the groan in his throat.

She wraps her hands around the back of his head as she pants and moans into the kiss, her face burning with heat as his fingers push in and out of her pussy, the slick sound of it making her face burn even more.

Tom watches it all with a dark gaze, his mouth slightly open as he watches every reaction, listens to each sound she makes, his cock hard as it aches to be inside her. "Fuck," he groaned again, pulling his fingers out and slicking his cock up with her arousal that was on his fingers and palm, pressing the red-tipped head of his cock to her pussy, holding her hand above her head as he leans over her. "might hurt," he whispers out, having done his research on sex after all, and guides his cock into (y/n)'s virgin pussy.

Tears burn in her eyes for a moment as she feels the head of his cock enter her, pushing past her entrance-a strong pinching feeling coming from below her navel as Tom takes her virginity, and she takes his. He eases into her, taking deep breathes as shivers run up his spine; (y/n)'s tight, wet, and hot, surrounding his cock which makes him want to fuck her into the mattress-but he eases in, soon flush against her pelvis and he waits, clutching her hip and her hand tightly as his bangs hang in his eyes.

"Fuck." he groans, his mouth open as he pants.

(y/n) whines and moves her hips against his, his cock sliding in and out just enough to snap Tom's control and he begins to thrust, groaning as (y/n) writhes under him, her legs hooking around his hips and her free hand grabbing at his neck, moaning out his name loudly as his hips smacked against her thighs-his cock fucking deep inside her.

"Tom!" she cried out and Tom groaned out her name in turn, his vision blurry from pleasure as he leaned back and gripped her hips, fucking into her rough and quick as her back arched, almost screaming out his name as she twisted the sheets in her fists-her body spasaming as she came, Tom following suit a few moments later, gasping as he came inside her, his hips stuttering at the feeling before he practically collapsed on top of her.

They breathed heavily before Tom spoke weakly in her ear. "I get why everyone's obsessed with sex now," he grumbled and (y/n) giggled, feeling him smile against her cheek as he rolled them over, her now laying on his chest.

-

(y/n) hides her smile into Tom's shoulder when Trevor practically blows a fuse when he sees the marks on her neck at dinner, along with the fact that the two of them very much look like they had sex, hair still a bit messy and their eyes glinting with that satisfaction.

Tom sneers a fake smile at Lilith and kisses (y/n)'s forehead as she giggles against him.

-end-

I ACTUALLY FINISHED WRITING SOMETHING AHHH

#tom riddle x reader #tom riddle #tom riddle imagine #fluff fic #smut fic #Ooc Tom sorry #soft Tom #i dont even remember when i started writing this?? #i think just after valentines day idk #but enjoy????

[mrsriddles-blog]

Get Him Back | D.M

Pairing: Slytherin Fem Reader X Ex-Draco Malfoy X Theodore Nott

WC: 4k+

Warnings/Notes: Bullying, mild language, heartbreak, angst…

Summary: In which, you and Draco ended on a bad note and you’ve decided to seek out revenge…but unexpectedly you fall in love.

Authors Notes: Honestly, not my best piece… :/ I know I could’ve done better, but I kinda just went with it on this. Theodore was unplanned lol

One, two, three

Wait, is the song with the drums?

“Draco, I understand that Miss. Y/n Riddle is quite pretty, but I would like for you to pay attention to my lesson.” Professor McGonagall says.

The class laughs and you refuse to turn around to give Draco that attention after everything you had been through with him. Pansy smiles sadly at you, seeing exactly how much this hurt you.

You knew Draco from around Hogwarts, but you both had gotten together over the summer after getting closer once your families came to know each other. Everything was perfect in the beginning, but it all came crashing down eventually.

Draco is quite good at hiding his true colors, especially at the beginning of a relationship. You learned that he hid those true colors for so long in hopes it would be harder for you to leave…that you would learn to deal with it like it was normal.

You’ve told Pansy that somewhere in his delusional mind that he must’ve forgotten you're a Riddle and you don’t put up with anyones bullshit. You don’t tolerate anyone's disrespect though…maybe a bad trait you picked up from your father, but it’s okay.

Draco was a sweet guy, but then it turned out he had a big ego and he was a narcissistic liar. He was the most fun guy you knew and he had weird friends like Crabbe and Goyle. They were funny too. He used his name and money to get you both into the coolest parties, nights that you felt like would never end.

But, then he started to show more of his true colors. He learned when he began to say things wrong or his lies somehow got twisted back on himself, that he could just take you to a place you dreamed of or to buy you a “sentimental” gift. You found yourself missing him on nights you felt really sad or alone, but your feelings for him were up and down. You knew you wanted to get him back for what he did to you. You want him to hurt the way he hurt you.

I met a guy in the summer and I left him in the spring

He argued with me about everything

He had an ego and a temper and a wandering eye

He said he’s six-foot-two, and I’m like, “Dude, nice try”

But he was so much fun and he had such weird friends

And he would take us out to parties and the night would never end

Another song, another club, another bar, another dance

And when he said something wrong, he’d just fly me to France

So I miss him some nights when I’m feeling depressed

‘Til I remember every time he made a pass on my friend

Do I love him? Do I hate him? I guess it’s up and down

If I had to choose, I would say right now

Pansy was dressed as an angel for the Halloween party and you were dressed as a devil. You wore a tight black mini-dress, and Pansy wore a tight white mini-dress. She had angel wings and a halo while you had devil horns and a tail. She wore white heels while you wore black. You stood in the corner with Tom, Mattheo, Theodore, Enzo and Blaise as you watched Pansy go get you both drinks.

She was on her way back when Draco approached her. You watch his flirty smile as he trails his hand up her arm to her face. You watch as that flirty smile dropped and his face twisted to one of pain as he crouched down to grab himself. You smirk as Pansy strides to you and hands you a green solo cup.

“Can you believe him? He just tried to make a pass on me? After the shit he did to you, he thought he had a chance with your bestie? He truly is a delusional fuck.” She snorts.

“He did that a lot when we were dating. He always had a wandering eye…I just thought I was being over-sensitive or something.” You say, glancing over at Draco who was now sulking at the bar.

“Hey, don’t let that dumb fuck make you sad. He is nothing to you.” She says sternly.

You smile, unconvinced as you down the drink in your cup. Mattheo and Tom watch with frowns, knowing very well you weren’t over Draco. They looked at each other before making their way over to the bar. You and Pansy moved out to the dance floor, dancing as Enzo and Theodore kept watch over you both.

You both stopped dancing like everyone else as you heard a commotion. You follow the shouting and see your brothers beating the fuck out of Draco. You push through the crowd, trying to diffuse the fight when Theodore wraps an arm around your waist.

“He deserves it fiore, just let it go.” He murmurs in your ear.

“But, if we don’t break this up…Tom and Mattheo could potentially get caught. If Snape hears this, he will be so mad. If they get in trouble and our dad finds out…they’ll get in so much trouble.” You say.

“Trust me, they won’t get in trouble. Your father has requested this to happen.” He murmurs.

You were at a loss for words as Mattheo and Tom stepped back, leaving Draco on the floor. He barely lifts his head, his eyes locking with yours before Mattheo throws another punch at his face, cursing him for even daring to look at you. You struggle against Theodore, but you manage to reach forward and put a hand on Mattheo’s shoulder.

“Matty, please.” You plead.

“This fucker deserves this and more for everything he did to you.” He snaps.

You flinch, not use to that tone from Mattheo. Growing up with the father you had, you three were always together. Granted, you three had a strange bond for being triplets, but your brothers had shown you a side they never showed anyone. Mattheo tensed as Tom sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as he glares at Mattheo.

You take your hand off his shoulder, pulling away from Theodore before storming through the crowd before hearing a random girl laugh about you being sensitive. You turn, throwing a punch at her nose, hearing the satisfying crack as she falls backwards, unconscious.

You turn, continuing your trek to your dorm where you slam the door, locking it before lying on your bed. You grab the jumper that was Draco’s. You had stolen it from him, it was his favorite. You throw it in the fireplace, watching it burn with a sick satisfaction growing in the pit of your stomach.

I wanna get him back

I wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad

Oh, I wanna get him back

‘Cause then again, I really miss him, and it makes me real sad

Oh, I want sweet revenge

And I want him again

I want to get him back, back, back

“You can’t ignore me forever.” Mattheo sighs as he follows you to the Great Hall.

“She can, and she probably will.” Tom says, following as well, his hands stuffed into his pockets.

“She is ignoring you too dipshit.” He snaps.

Draco walks up to you, glancing at your brothers fearfully and you tilt your head at him, a small smirk on your face.

“Y/n/n, can we talk?” He asks.

“No.” You say.

“I want…I want to apologize…I messed up, royally and I just…I really miss you.” He says.

“Hey, fiore.” Theodore says, coming up beside you.

He wraps an arm around your waist, leaning down to kiss your head. You look up at him and smile. He smiled back, your brothers gaping at you both from behind you guys.

“You’ve…moved on with the guy I was worried about you cheating on me with?” He asks in disbelief.

“Malfoy…if I were you, I’d get out of my fucking face. If you truly knew Y/n, you would know you wouldn’t have to worry about her cheating. When she gives you the chance to love her as she does you, you take that fucking chance and hold onto it fucking tight.” Theodore says, splaying a hand on your back and stomach as he angles himself between you and Draco.

Draco scoffs, looking you over once before storming out of the Great Hall. You look up at Theodore and smile.

“Couldn’t have had better timing.” You say and he grins.

“Oh, I know.” He says.

“Um, excuse me. When the fuck did this happen?” Mattheo asks, stepping between you two, Theodore’s hands leaving you.

“We are fake dating in order to get Draco back. I wanted revenge and I decided to hit him where it hurts.” You explain.

“Fake dating…right.” He murmurs, looking at Theodore.

“Come on, fiore.” Theodore says, walking you to the table.

“Awww, I broke my streak of ignoring them.” You grumble.

“I think you ignored them long enough, fiore. They’ve apologized more than I’ve witnessed them fight…and they fight a lot.” He says, chuckling as your brothers take a seat at the table.

“So, what are the rules for this…fake dating?” Mattheo asks.

“No falling in love.” You say, picking at your plate of food.

“Like that ever works.” Mattheo mumbles, Tom the only one able to hear him.

Theodore wraps his arm around your waist, looking over at you for a moment. You glance down the table to see Draco glaring at Theodore. You felt a tinge of pride before you felt guilty for the fake-dating thing with Theodore. You knew he always had feelings for you, but you hoped that he’d get over it. But, by how easily he agreed to this plan of yours…you were pretty sure there were some underlying feelings there still.

So I write him all these letters and I throw them in the trash

‘Cause I miss the way he kisses me and the way he made me laugh

Yeah, I pour my little heart out, but as I’m hitting “Send”

I picture all the faces of my disappointed friends

Because everyone knew all of the shit that he’d do

He said I was the only girl but that just wasn’t the truth

And when I told him how he hurt me, he’d tell me I was trippin’

But I am my father’s daughter, so maybe I could fix him

“Theodore, are you ready?” You groan impatiently.

“Almost, fiore.” He calls from the bathroom.

You walk over to the mirror in his dorm, smoothing out the skin-tight dark green dress. You fix your hair, before looking yourself over in the mirror once more. You nod just as Theodore walks out. You look over to see him dressed in black dress pants, a white button up shirt that wasn’t buttoned all the way. Some of his sculpted chest was on show. His hair was a fluffy mess as usual.

“You look beautiful, fiore.” He murmurs.

Your cheeks flush red, smiling shyly at him as you nod. He chuckles, one that went straight to your core. You guys walk out and decide to immediately go to dance. As you're dancing, his eyes flicker over your shoulder as they harden.

He pulls you closer to him, his hand wandering down your ass and grabbing it roughly. You gasp, looking up at him to see him look down at you. He leans down and kisses you, one that is deep and passionate. Your hands get lost in his hair and you realize that somewhere along the way, you broke the number one rule: don't fall in love.

Somewhere along the way, you fell for his tender love and care. Not to mention how sweet and gentle he was with you. He treated you as if you were royalty and it was sweet. You found yourself loving the way he laughs and the way he grabs your ass. You pull back, only to pull him back into a kiss.

“I think I broke our rule.” You whisper against his lips.

“You didn’t say anything about already being in love, so I technically didn’t break it. I just hoped that maybe you’d realized how much you mean to me.” He murmurs.

“I’m sorry, Theo…I should’ve realized sooner.” You admit quietly.

“Don’t apologize. I have you now and that is all that matters. However, I know you've been wanting to get Malfoy back and I don’t blame you.” He says, swaying with you to the sensual song.

“No, no, enough of this getting Malfoy back. Malfoy had his chance. Yes, he fucked up…but I can’t keep letting that hold me back. I’ve been sulking over a relationship that didn’t work out for obvious reasons and all along…I should’ve been with the person who was standing right in front of me.” You mumble.

“We’ll get him back together. But, as an official girlfriend and boyfriend duo. Maybe next time he’ll think before breaking a good girl's heart.” He murmurs.

“Nott, I get that you both are confessing your love right now, but please get your hand off my sister's ass.” Mattheo calls.

Theodore chuckles, looking down at you, squeezing your ass once more before moving his hand back to your hip. Your cheeks flush red as you shake your head in amusement.

I wanna get him back

I wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad

Oh, I wanna get him back

‘Cause then again, I really miss him, and it makes me real sad

Oh, I want sweet revenge

And I want him again

I want to get him back (and then? And then)

I want to get him back, back, back

You were in detention with Theodore, Mattheo, Tom and Draco. Mattheo and Tom got to sit together while you and Theodore got to sit together. Draco was sulking in the front of the room. You and Theodore were cuddled up together, whispering and laughing quietly.

“Okay, I get it. You are all happy, but will tone it the fuck down.” Draco seethes.

“Malfoy, I get it. You are throwing yourself a pity party because you let the best girl in this world slip through your fingers. But, that was your fucking fault. Just because you're pissed doesn’t mean you can take away her happiness. I’ll beat the fuck out of you before letting that happen again.” Theodore warns.

“I’ll help.” Mattheo chirps, grinning at Draco.

“So will I…I’m sure you remember that my methods are a bit more practical…like my fathers.” Tom says, looking at Draco unamused.

“Whatever.” Draco mumbles.

“Let’s get out of here. I have an idea.” You whisper to Theodore.

“Bet.” He murmurs.

You both were quick to leave, laughing quietly as you both snuck back to the Common Room. You grab his hand, dragging him along to the boys dormitories.

“Fiore, where are we going?” Theodore murmurs confused as you both passed his dorm.

“I figured out a way to get Malfoy back. We do it and get back to detention before Snape notices.” You murmur, excitement dancing across your features.

“Take it away, fiore.” He murmurs.

You continue to lead Theodore down the hall until you reach Draco’s dorm. You use a spell, unlocking his door before you both slip in. You see his broom in the corner of the room and grin. You pull the key to your dorm out before you start to completely ruin his broom. Theodore was quietly laughing from where he stood as you continued your handiwork. You stand, the both of you giggling as you both hurry back to detention.

“Where did you lovebirds sneak off to?” Mattheo asks.

“I got hungry.” You say simply.

“And I follow her wherever she goes. I’m simply only allowed a chains length away. She’s got me on a tight leash.” Theodore teases.

“Oh shush, I do not.” You say, your cheeks flushing red.

���Mhm, right.” He teases with his perfect small smile.

I wanna key his car (I want to get him back)

I wanna make him lunch (but then I, I want to get him back)

I wanna break his heart (but then I, I want to get him back)

And be the one to stitch it up (but then I, I want to get him back)

Wanna kiss his face (but then I, I want to get him back)

With an uppercut (but then I, I want to get him back)

I wanna meet his mom (but then I, I want to get him back)

Just to tell her her son sucks (but then I, I want to get him back)

“Who did it?” Draco demands, storming into the Common Room with his destroyed broom.

You look over, fighting the smirk that wanted to appear on your face. Your handiwork looked quite brilliant if you say so for yourself. So, this is what sweet revenge feels like? Theodore continues to rub your legs that were draped across his lap.

“Was it you?” He asks, storming towards you.

Theodore jumps up, standing in front of you as your brothers flank Theodore’s side. You stand up, only for Theodore to push you back on the couch. With one warning look from him, your ass was planted on the couch.

“You don’t get to come in here demanding stuff, Malfoy. Especially from my girl. If you ever come at her like that again, you’ll be in for a rude awakening.” Theodore warns.

“She has literally been striving to ruin my life because she can’t handle a summer fling.” He snaps.

“No, she hasn’t strived to do anything you idiot. You know it wasn’t a summer fling. It was a relationship that you messed up.” Mattheo snaps.

You push past Theodore, ignoring his stern scolding. You look Draco dead in the eye, before taking another step forward.

“If I’ve wanted to ruin your life, trust me, it would be in shambles by now. I’m far more capable and far more cruel than my brothers and father. There is a reason our mother isn’t named and trust me, I’m far too much like her.” You warn.

“Just admit it! This was you! My father will kill me if he finds out my new broom is ruined! You should know better than anyone!” He snaps.

“You're scared of your father? You're scared of what he might do? Well clearly you haven’t met my father.” You laugh coldly, shaking your head.

“Y/n…just admit it. Please.” He pleads.

“Admit to something that I had no hand in? I think you forget that you’ve got far too many enemies on your plate. Keep it up and I will give you something to worry about.” You murmur quietly, so only he could hear you.

He shakes his head, turning and leaving. You turn and look up at Theodore who was looking down at you with a stern look.

“Oh, come on. I handled that very well.” You sigh.

“Maybe. Maybe not. You should’ve stayed behind me and let us handle it. God knows what Malfoy would be willing to do to you.” He says, a frown evident on his face.

“But, I can handle my own problems.” You mumble.

“I know, but I’m here to help you.” He sighs, running a hand over his face.

You plop onto the couch, ignoring him as you felt both guilty and upset. You wanted to let him be happy with helping you, but you also wanted to be able to defend yourself. Theodore sighs, lifting your legs as he sits down next you, putting your legs on his lap.

“I know you can take care of yourself, but I want to be able to protect you. That summer…I could tell how much you loved and cared for Malfoy and he couldn’t even reciprocate that and he strived off hurting you. It hurt me to see you hurting…to see you with him when I wanted to be with you. I wanted to take care of you and to protect you…I wanted to show you what love could really be.” He says.

“I understand that, Theo…I do, but you can’t shield me from the world. There are some battles that are mine to fight. But, I’m not saying I don’t need you there with me. You’re my rock.” You explain.

Oh, I wanna key his car (I want to get him back)

I wanna make him lunch

I wanna break his heart (but then I, I want to get him back)

Stitch it right back up

I wanna kiss his face (I want to get him back)

With an uppercut

I wanna meet his mom (but then I, I want to get him back)

And tell her her son sucks, yeah

“Alright, are we done with this Malfoy revenge thing? Because as far as I know…you’ve made him jealous of you and Theodore…fake dating that led to real dating…ruining his broom…what else?” Mattheo murmurs.

“And there!” You exclaim as his pumpkin juice ends up all over his face and the front of his shirt.

“Is that it?” He asks, raising an eyebrow at you.

You shrug, unsure. You felt like there was one more thing you needed to do to ensure your revenge. You knew it wasn’t the brightest thing to keep doing this to Draco. Some would view that you had done enough. But, you weren’t so sure. Draco hurt you in ways you didn’t think was possible. You always thought of yourself as stronger than that.

“Draco has been talking about you.” Pansy says, taking a seat across from you after pushing Mattheo down the bench.

“Rude.” He grumbles.

“Oh, what has he been saying?” You ask curiously.

“That he misses you…that he feels bad…he might’ve said something about Theo, but I’m not sure if it’s true or not.” She says.

“What did he say about Theo?” You ask.

“That he’s been seeing other girls behind your back.” She mumbles.

“No, no, that’s not true. Theo wouldn’t ever do that.” You say, shaking your head.

“He has a track record.” Pansy mumbles.

You stay quiet, looking down at Draco before grabbing your bag and pulling out a truth potion. You pour it into your cup of pumpkin juice before switching yours and Theodore’s cups.

“Should I be concerned that you just have those on you?” Tom asks.

“It’s for good reason.” You mutter, tucking your bag away as Theodore walks in.

He sits, taking a drink of his pumpkin juice before looking around the table confused as they were all glancing at each other.

“So…my father has asked me to question you…in order for us to protect Y/n/n from getting hurt anymore.” Tom says.

“Ask away.” Theodore says.

“Are you being true to my sister?” He asks.

“Yes.” He murmurs.

“Is Y/n the only girl or do you have other side pieces?” He asks.

“Y/n is the only girl.” He says, his hand grabbing yours under the table.

“Do you love her?” He asks.

“Yes.” He says.

“What are your intentions with her?” He asks.

“To love her…to protect her… to cherish her and give her the world. I want to shield her from anymore hurt. Trust me, I never want to see her hurting again.” He says.

I wanna get him back

I wanna make him really jealous, wanna make him feel bad

Oh, I wanna get him back

‘Cause then again I really miss him, and it makes me real sad

Oh, I want sweet revenege

And I want him again

I want to get him back (and then? And then)

I want to get him back, back, back, back

“My lord, I-I’m sorry.” Draco stutters.

You were being held by Theodore. He had an arm around your waist, keeping you pulled back against him. He had a hand over your mouth so that your father wouldn’t be angry with you for trying to protect Draco. Despite everything Draco did to you, you knew even this was too far.

“You hurt my daughter. Do you know how much she means to me? She means the world to me and no one is allowed to hurt her.” Voldemort snarls.

Except you, you think.

“I’m s-sorry my lord! I’m so sorry! Please, please, I’ll do anything! Just make this stop, my lord! Please!” He pleads.

“You’ll be daunted with extra tasks and knowing that if you don’t finish them, the death of your father and mother before your eyes will be your fault before I kill you myself. Stay away from Y/n or I’ll ruin you myself, Malfoy.” He warns.

He let Draco up who left quickly, not sparing a glance back. Theodore uncovered your mouth before your father could see. He wipes the stray tear off your cheek right before your father turned to you.

“He’ll stay away from you now, princess.” Voldemort murmurs, stepping forward and cupping your cheek.

“T-Thank you father.” You whisper.

“Of course. Now go on.” He murmurs.

I’ll get him, I’ll get him, I’ll get him, I’ll get him back

Get him back, come on, come on

I’m gonna get him so good, he won’t even know what hit him

He’s gonna love me and hate me at the same time

Get him back, girl, you better get him back

I don’t know I got him good, I got him really good

#harry potter universe #hp fandom #slytherin #theodore nott #pansy parkinson #slytherin x reader #theodore nott x reader #angst #heartbreak #draco malfoy x reader #riddle reader #tom riddle #matteo riddle #song fic #Spotify

[bonniesfamiliar]

Imma be honest. I'm a multi-shipper. I ship multiple people together. Especially in the HP fandom. One of these ships happens to occasionally be Tom x Harry. Re-read. TOM x Harry (not noseless voldy moldy) NO. I Love time travel fics where Harry travels back and behold it is the hottest guy around: TOM RIDDLE. It's either student Tom Riddle or Minister of Magic Tom Riddle or Shopkeeper Tom Riddle at Burkes.

I LOVE THOSE FICS DON'T GET ME WRONG.

I just don't get why no one talks about Hagrid.

Everyone thinks of Hagrid as someone who can't keep secrets because of the way he's portrayed babbling when someone takes the time to talk to him (ex Nicholas Flamel). Nobody every thkns about how HE went to school with Tom Riddle. He knew Tom Riddle. He was framed by Tom Riddle. He watched Tom Riddle turn evl. He was the first piece of Tom Riddle's collateral damage. Hagrid knew the entire time that "you know who" was Tom, the guy who got his wand snapped as a TEENAGER. He knew who Voldemort was. Tom obviously would remember him.

WHY DOES NO ONE TALK ABOUT HAGRID IN FICS ANYMORE??

#harry potter #harry james potter #hp universe #hp time travel #harry potter universe #tomarry #harry x tom #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #rubeus hagrid #hp #how do i tag?

[evenstar0600]

greetings name twin! loved your Tom riddle fic. it was super good :) could I humbly request some headcanons for how different doctor who characters would react to you cupping their face??? thank you :)))))

hello, my lovely. and fellow Jace. thank you for your kind words!

PLOT: the request

PAIRING: various!doctor who characters x gender neutral!reader

WARNINGS: biting, the master (they are a warning by themself), mentions of the time war, angst, fluff etc

AUTHOR'S NOTES: reader is female in bill's part and is half time-lord btw. and reader is female in yaz's part.

THE NINTH DOCTOR

mans is shocked

like 100% will freeze and just awkwardly stand there

he'll eventually melt into your touch

since the time war, he's closed off his emotions

upon cupping his face, he'll become emotionally vulnerable around you

ngl, he'd probably say 'fantastic!' or something like that.

THE TENTH DOCTOR

bless this sweet baby's hearts

since he's the polar opposite of his previous incarnation, he'll be all for it

i can picture him blushing and smiling (like in the gif)

you'd have him twirling his hair and kicking his feet

100% would give you forehead kisses and cuddles

would be a bit confused as he's got a thing with rose but y'know, for the sake of fanfic they're not together

THE ELEVENTH DOCTOR

baby. baby boy.

he'd be all smiles and shit like that

he loves you to the edge of the universe and back

in turn, he'd cup both your cheeks too

100% would catch feelings for you after this

deffo would snog you

amy ships it

river, who knows what happens in the future, just smiles contentedly and knowingly

THE TWELFTH DOCTOR

"what the hell are you doing?"

i can picture him saying that

like nine, he'd be frozen solid

for at least a minute or two

he melts into your touch

he comes off as a grumpy old man but he yearns for affection

he'll even kiss your palm softly and brush his nose against your thumb

like with clara in face the raven, he'd retract your hand and softly kiss it

THE THIRTEENTH DOCTOR

she's gonna say shit like "brilliant".

also, since she's fruity asf she'll blush

much like her previous incarnations, she'll blush

and smile

this bby is made of sunshine and rainbows

i love her sm

might pull a chris chibbers and not kiss you (# we were deprived of a thasmin kiss)

SIMM!MASTER

would bite your hand

like 10000000% would bite your hand

depends on his mood

he'll either nip your hand or maybe its a full-on chomp

we've seen him in "the end of time", he ate two whole ass people that episode

he's either biting you or straight-up killing you.

there is no middle ground

MISSY/GOMEZ!MASTER

it depends which part of capaldi's era

if it's in series 9, then she'll do to you what she did to osgood.

dead

deadeth

unaliven't

if its in series 10, she'll freeze.

she might cry

will need cheering up

so cuddles

she might shrug you off but then a couple hours later, she might cuddle with you.

either way, its death or cuddles.

your choice

DHAWAN!MASTER

crazy ass fucker

like simm, he gives bitey vibes

instead of having half a mind to eat you or some shit, he'll nip your hand

or he'd scoff at your and push you away

third case scenario, if he's feeling vulnerable, he'll demand a hug

and god, if anyone hears about it, they're dead

canon, i'm his eyebrow

ROSE TYLER

she's so pretty <33333

given the era she's from, she'd probs say "i'm not gay"

for the sake of fanfic, i reckon she'd smile and give you a hug

i can imagine her giving really good hugs

will take you out for chips after

MARTHA JONES

she's stunning <33333

would be a bit awkward given her crush on the doctor

for the sake of the fic, she doesn't fancy the doctor

she might cry

but its happy tears

melts into your touch

would probably develop feelings for you

DONNA NOBLE

"wot"

^what she's realistically say

given that her ex-fiancee tried to kill her or something, she's a bit wary

would probably say something like "you wot mate?" or "not my type, sunshine" idk

the doctor is probably standing in the background like "miss girl what is going on here"

wilf might smile or something. (love wilf sm)

RORY WILLIAMS

would be so awkward it's cute

he's so sexy in the roman uniform

given he's married to amy, he'd be like "no thanks"

or he'd say like "i'm flattered but i'm happily- moderately- i'm married"

(again for the sake of fanfic, he and amy aren't together)

he'd 100% blush

river is, once again, smiling the background

RIVER SONG

she knows all

when you first met the infamous river song, she told you that both of you were, quote on quote, "close" in the future

after the ordeal with the weeping angels, you were terrified.

she comforts you and you cup her cheek

she smiles, knowing that this is the start of something brilliant

would maybe cry a little but would kiss your forehead

years down the line, you'd both reflect on how that was the starting point of your marriage

AMY POND

100% would flirt with you

like i'm not even kidding

rory would be like "wtf" in the background"

theres an episode where she started flirting with herself so i'm not even suprised

maybe, just maybe, would give you a smooch

CLARA OSWALD

your impossible girl

would be a tad shocked but would smile

bisexual queen

kisses your hand

then kisses you

no middle ground

melts into your touch 100%

BILL POTTS

bill is a sweetheart and one of my favourite companions

if you cupped her face after a stressful adventure, she'd pause

time would literally stop for her

she'd smile

since loosing heather to the sentient oil, love had been off her mind

then she met you: the doctor's great-granddaughter, the daughter of susan foreman.

might, just might, end up in a kiss.

the doctor smiles, missy deffo takes a picture and nardole cheers.

YASMIN "YAZ" KHAN

yaz is SO pretty and you can't tell me otherwise

sapphic queen

if you cupped her cheek, she'd hesitate before metling into your touch

her face would heat up and her heart would beat at a million beats a minute

might develop budding feelings for you

sapphic queen (#we were deprived of a thasmin kiss)

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[snowyslytherinowl]

Most Crushed on Male Harry Potter Characters: A Study (Version 1)

I was wondering what male characters from Harry Potter (including Hogwarts Legacy and Fantastic Beasts) are the most crushed on. When I couldn’t find anything online that answered my question, I decided to take it into my own hands and research it for myself. I looked at reader-insert fanfics and thirst trap videos on 4 websites (AO3, Tumblr, Wattpad, and TikTok) since I think it’s the most effective way of seeing how many people want to be the focus of a Harry Potter boy’s affection. Here are the results as of August 6, 2023! 

Note: I researched other characters (ex. Matteo Riddle, Charlie Weasley) that weren’t listed here, but some of them didn’t make the cut on any website. I’ve also never seen Fantastic Beasts or played/watched videos of Hogwarts Legacy, so it’s possible that I missed loved characters from those parts of the Harry Potter universe. 

The second version of this study is now out! You can find it here!

*GIF isn't mine

AO3

What I did: I researched how many works are under “(male character)/reader” and “(male character)/you.” The number of works under these tags differed, so the number in parentheses is the higher number of works between those 2 tags. I only counted pairings with at least 300 works.

Results:

Draco Malfoy (1,414 works)

Severus Snape (1,013 works) 

Sirius Black (890 works)

Remus Lupin (817 works) 

Sebastian Sallow (710 works) 

Fred Weasley (698 works) 

George Weasley (627 works)

Harry Potter (401 works) 

James Potter (332 works) 

Newt Scamander (326 works) 

Tom Riddle/Voldemort (316 works) 

Ominis Gaunt (310 works)

Potential problems: I think the AO3 results are the most accurate since for the most part, all reader-insert works are under only 1 name of the character, not something like “Snape/reader” and then “Severus Snape/reader.” However, I did notice that there were sometimes works with 2 characters where 1 character had a relationship with the character, while the other character was in a loveless arranged marriage or some sort of non-con relationship that the author didn’t mean to romanticize. 

TUMBLR

What I did: I researched “(male character) x reader,” “(male character) x you,” and “(male character) x y/n.” The number of followers under these tags sometimes differed, so I recorded the highest number of followers between the 3 tags. I only counted characters that had a reader-insert tag with at least 2k followers. Some characters are tied because Tumblr only shows followers in thousands, not the specific number. 

Results:

Draco Malfoy (13k followers) 

Sirius Black and Remus Lupin (11k followers)

Fred Weasley and James Potter (8k followers)

Newt Scamander and George Weasley (6k followers)

Regulus Black and Tom Riddle (5k followers)

Cedric Diggory and Severus Snape (4k followers)

Theodore Nott and Sebastian Sallow (3k followers)

Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, and Ominis Gaunt (2k followers)

Potential problems: Because Tumblr doesn’t have a set tag for reader-insert works, I had to look up characters under multiple names, like “Remus Lupin x reader” and “Lupin x reader.” I had to exclude Harry’s tags because a lot of the works under those tags were mixed with reader-inserts or other characters. Also, there are probably some thirst photos/GIFs on Tumblr for male characters that aren’t tagged as a reader-insert. 

WATTPAD

What I did: I researched “(male character) x reader,” (male character) x you, and (male character) x y/n. The number of results under these tags sometimes differed, so I recorded the highest number of results between the 3 tags. I only counted characters that had a reader-insert tag with at least 10k results. Some characters are tied because Wattpad doesn’t show the exact number of results. 

Results:

Draco Malfoy (68.5k results) 

Neville Longbottom (53.4k results)

Newt Scamander (50.9k results)

Cedric Diggory (49.3k results) 

Ominis Gaunt (37.5k results) 

Ron Weasley (26.3k results) 

Remus Lupin (19.4k results) 

Sirius Black and James Potter (18.9k results) 

Severus Snape (18.4k results) 

Fred Weasley (15.9k results)

George Weasley (12.8k results)

Theodore Nott (11k results) 

Tom Riddle (10.7k results)

Potential problems: I don’t think these results are very accurate. Because Tumblr doesn’t have a set tag for reader-insert works, I had to look up characters under multiple names, like Remus Lupin x reader and Lupin x reader. I had to exclude Harry again because his results pulled up results for other characters. Similarly, searches for other characters pulled up reader-insert stories written only for a different character. 

TIKTOK

What I did: I looked up “(male character) thirst” on TikTok and filtered the results to show videos in order of highest number of likes to least number of likes. The first video wasn’t necessarily a thirst video of that character, so I had to manually search for the thirst video with the highest number of likes. I only recorded characters where their thirst video with the highest number of likes had at least 10k likes. Some are tied because the same video covered multiple characters. 

Results:

Harry Potter (3m likes)

Newt Scamander (447.6k likes)

Neville Longbottom (295.4k likes)

Dean Thomas (206.9k likes)

Cedric Diggory (131.6k likes)

Fred, Ron, George, and Bill Weasley (123.8k likes)

Draco Malfoy (91.6k likes)

Severus Snape (57.5k likes)

Remus Lupin (21.4k likes )

Lucius Malfoy (21k likes)

Sirius Black and James Potter (17.6k likes)

Potential problems: There were so many problems with finding videos on TikTok that romanticized the character, so I would take the TikTok results with a grain of salt. It was really frustrating to research on TikTok LMAO. I originally just looked up videos with the name of the character, but it took forever to find a thirst video and it was sometimes difficult to tell if it was an actual thirst. For example, there were some edits of Snape that showed him as a kid and a grown-up and it wasn’t clear if the creator was romanticizing him. For this reason, I know that the rankings I listed are most likely inaccurate because there are definitely thirst videos of characters that weren’t labeled as thirst videos. Also, for the results I gave for Harry, I looked up “Harry Potter thirst” and chose the video that @miwallbank duetted and had the most likes. 

COMBINING THE NUMBERS 

For accuracy reasons, I left out the numbers of results from TikTok because I think that my research was inaccurate for the most part. 

Draco Malfoy (approximately 82,914 admirers)

Newt Scamander (approximately 57,226 admirers)

Neville Longbottom (approximately 55,400 admirers)

Cedric Diggory (approximately 53,300 admirers)

Ominis Gaunt (approximately 39,810 admirers)

Remus Lupin (approximately 31,217 admirers)

Sirius Black (approximately 30,790 admirers)

Ron Weasley (approximately 28,300 admirers)

James Potter (approximately 27,232 admirers)

Fred Weasley (approximately 24,598 admirers)

Severus Snape (approximately 23,413 admirers)

George Weasley (approximately 19,427 admirers)

Theodore Nott (approximately 14,000 admirers)

Tom Riddle (approximately 5,316 admirers)

Regulus Black (approximately 5,000 admirers)

Sebastian Sallow (approximately 3,710 admirers)

Do I think these final results are accurate? Most likely not, so take the final results with a grain of salt. Also, these results aren’t necessarily indicative of how much a character is crushed on since there are probably plenty of people who don’t write fanfiction or follow tags on their loved character. I might do this again, but this is what I have for now. Thanks for reading!

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x reader #severus snape #severus snape x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow x you #fantastic beasts #hogwarts legacy #crush #fred weasley #fred weasley x reader #george weasley #george weasley x reader #james potter #james potter x reader #newt scamander #newt scamander x reader #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x reader #sirius black #sirius black x reader #regulus black #regulus black x reader #cedric diggory

[lucciolaaaa]

Under the stars

Lorenzo Berkshire x reader

A/n: Hiiii! I havent written anything in so long and this came to me after my ex drunk texted me :/

Summary: Enzo and Y/N finally have a conversation after ending their year long relationship

Warnings: Tom Riddle is the fanon character, discussing past love, ambiguous ending, extremelyyyyyy short, i think thats itttt

“Do you think you ever truly loved me?” You asked looking at the stars, the idea of looking at him felt like it would destroy all the walls you’ve been putting up. 

“I think it’s impossible not to love you” Lorenzo said while looking at you, the idea of looking straight at the stars made him feel like he wasn’t being honest enough. “I don’t know if it’s going to be possible to stop loving you”. 

“You better not” You said, cracking a joke always brought a feeling of safety, lighting up the environment as much as it could be. A small chuckle left both of your mouths before silence fell on top like a heavy fog. You had words on the tip of your tongue and he definitely knew, looking at you with expectation but they were grasping at anything to be kept in. After a while you were finally able to fight them “I will never forget how it feels to love you, its unlike anything I’ve ever felt”. 

Enzo smiled, bittersweet feelings resurfacing. “Do you think we’ll find something like this again?” He paused for a moment, contemplating how to continue “because I don’t know if I want to. I don’t know if I want to be that happy again or keep those feelings locked away just for you” He was able to get you to look at him, proving your point. Looking into those same eyes that looked at you with love, lust, sadness, trust and so much more for years truly is difficult. 

“I don’t think I want to have something like this every again. I don’t want to be dramatic but I’d rather never experience this again than replacing it with someone else” A small smile grew on your face, thinking of what you were able to have with him and how grateful you were for those five years. 

He moved the hand resting on his thigh so that it was facing up, a sign that you had become accustomed to after many years. Your hand gravitated towards his, a force pulling you towards it. As soon as your hands touched there was a feeling of familiarity, like finally jumping into bed during a cold day. 

“Maybe we are being dramatic, but I think we have an excuse for it” Enzo smiled, truly smiled, like you hand seen in a while and it brought a warmth that you had missed. 

“I think Tom would agree and he'd probably add that we are always the most dramatic in the room” The same smile grew on your face after being lost for a long time. No matter what happened Enzo was the only one that always managed to help it find its way back. 

#hp #hp fanfiction #fanfiction #harry potter #Harry Potter fanfiction #lorenzo berkshire #Lorenzo Berkshire x reader #enzo berkshire #enzo berkshire x reader #enzo berkshire x y/n #Lorenzo Berkshire x you #Slytherin boys #fanon harry potter

[acourtofchaos]

Currently having so many ideas and thanks to them all whirring about in my brain, I can't decide what to actually sit down and write first, so I'm gonna write a little description of each (apologies because I absolutely suck at summaries) and then leave it up to a poll because why not 🤷‍♀️

IDEA #1

Mattheo Riddle x F!Reader / Tom Riddle x F!Reader. Set a little while after the war when the world seems to be returning back to normal. But peace doesn't last and the Riddle brothers have been keeping secrets from you about rumours that are swirling to do with Voldemort's followers not entirely being gone. It all comes to light in the worst possible way when the three of you are attacked and Mattheo sacrifices himself to save you and his brother. As months go by and you remain drowning in your grief whilst Tom grows utterly possessed by grief and revenge, the only solace you find is with each other which eventually leads to something neither of you could have ever expected and complicates everything when your investigations into the rogue ex death eaters lead you to a shocking discovery. Mattheo is still alive.

IDEA #2

Mattheo Riddle x F!Reader. When you are asked by the order to spy on Mattheo and he is told to spy on you by his father, the two of you forced to put aside your hatred for each other in order to fulfill your tasks. But just how close are the two of you willing to get to the other in order to be successful and will the fragile feelings that begin to bloom, despite convincing yourselves its still all fake, be able to survive when the lies you've built them on come to light?

IDEA #3

Theodore Nott x Lestrange!Reader. Rivals since you were kids, you and Theo have never been capable of doing anything except butt heads. But times are changing and the world is growing dark, on the very precipice of a war that neither of you want to be part of but you've been signed up to since you were born. When the pressure to become the perfect soldiers your parents expect you to be will you both break and lose yourselves or will you find salvation and the will to fight back in the very person who had always prayed to see your downfall?

IDEA #4

Lorenzo Berkshire x F!Reader. This one is mainly vibes atm but best friends to lovers with a shit ton of pining, drunken kisses that they insist mean nothing (lies), a first love confession that goes horrifically wrong and some angst and miscommunication before they get the second confession perfectly right.

IDEA #5

Tom Riddle x F!Reader. Smut smut smut. I basically got inspired by the song sucker for pain and imagined a scenario where you and Tom are in a relationship where you deliberately piss each other off and make each other jealous just so the other one will ruin them. Like imagine Tom thinking he has the upper hand in this scenario constantly because if you piss him off he gets to ruin you and if he pisses you off he still gets to ruin you because there's no way you'll be able to ruin him right? You won't be able to make beg. There's no way you won't break first and end up begging him to fuck you because no matter what you do, the man has immaculate restraint and he would never lower himself to begging anyone for anything. Even you.

Oh how wrong he is.

IDEA #6

Mattheo Riddle x F!Reader. Smut smut smut. Despite breaking up, you and Mattheo just can't seem to stay away from each other.

Inspired by maroon 5's animals

IDEA #7

Mattheo Riddle x F!Reader. Smut smut smut. Best friend Mattheo being jealous as fuck of the guys you keep wasting your time with and being determined to prove to you that he knows you better and could treat you way better than any of them ever could.

#wip ideas #relying on polls because im an indecisive bitch #tom riddle #mattheo riddle #enzo berkshire #theodore nott #tom riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x reader #theodore nott x reader #lorenzo berkshire x reader

[cbncb0280]

Deep Sensations (Tom Riddle X Reader - Smut)

Hello! Thank you for picking this out. I am an ex-fangirl of Tom Riddle so I wrote some smut of him and you instead. Don't worry, no kinky or absolutely revolting or highly detailed stuff will be included. I think I wanna start a Tom Riddle X Reader story soon on Quotev, but this'll be my first ever proper smut.

Btw, the reader is a Ravenclaw in this.

Warnings: 13+ smut, oral sex, and a lot of rlly rlly nice chunk, all rights reserved

Welp, my first ever proper smut, and I'm still up writing this around 1am and 2am! Enjoy!

You were in your common room feeling really upset. Your life was ruined. No one could ever love you as you were such a weirdo and you were unable to fit in.

There was only one person who could ever love you. And that person was the boy you fell in love with.

You were in your fifth year and all your friends had dumped you because you were perceived as 'different' to them and they were highly judgemental and gossipy people.

Tom hated them just as much as you did. You were both secretly together after all, but he had a secret he was going to tell you soon...

Boty of you were so much alike. Different, separate, smart people who were more interested in more useful things in life rather than a whole load of bullshit you tended to hear from your 'friends'.

But Tom was a Slytherin and you were a Ravenclaw. A nerdy Ravenclaw trapped in their own thoughts and world. That's what attracted Tom to you. You were different.

There was also something deep inside of you that lusted for something, but what?

Suddenly, you heard a knock at your bedroom door. Thankfully, you somehow had a whole room to yourself since your 5th year, now you were in your 6th year.

"Come in," you said.

The door opened and it was Tom. He looked at you with wide, lustful eyes. He felt so ready to do something to you which kinda freaked you out a little.

"Tom, what's wrong?" You asked him.

Suddenly, his eyes strangely softened. He loved looking at you. You were so beautiful. Your whole body was made just for him to make out with. This reminded him of your first kiss and how he made you moan so damn hardly.

Now this time had come. He was going to make you moan, cum and do all sorts of things with you.

"Y/N," Tom began, "I was just wondering if you, erm..."

This was unusual for someone like him. He sounded so soft and gentle compared to what he was before. Overall, you knew that he was a cruel and vindictive boy who opened the Chamber of Secrets, but you still loved him for goodness knows why.

Perhaps because of his amazing handsomeness and intelligence? After all, he was a model student who got top grades in absolutely everything and everyone simply adored him, making you envious of him.

"What do you want, Tom?"

"I- the time has come Y/N. I know you've been so desperate to have this, just like me. Let's do it, today."

You automatically nodded and went over to him to put your arms around him. Your lips smashed onto each others' and it turned into an exceedingly passionate kiss.

Tom lifted you up onto the bed, getting ready to pull all your clothes off and make you moan and cum.

"Tom..." you moaned while kissing him hardly.

His lips trailed from your lips to your jawline and neck, where he gave loads of kisses and licks and sucks that you had hickeys everywhere.

Suddenly, his hand went up your tights and he began to rub your soft spot through your pants. You immediately cummed and moaned, needing him and only him more than ever.

"Alright, time for an amazing night, my precious Y/N."

And that was it. He ripped your skirt, tights and underwead off, as well as your robes and shirt, then lastly your bra which made you blush deeply in extreme excitement.

"Hmmm, now what do we have here?" Tom whispered as he looked at those two perfectly shaped breasts ready to have their main purpose fulfilled.

Tom, while rubbing your absolutely soaking wet clit and putting his finger slowly up your best part began to suck those two desperate breasts and lick them as well. It felt super good for you to finally feel this waiting and longing sensation and now it had finally arrived.

He continued making you moan while he played with those two breasts made for him to do his dirty works with. Then he began to kiss your stomach and chest until he was just about to do the best part when you stopped him.

"Your clothes, Tom," you began.

Then Tom just remembered and you began to remove his shirt and robes as he took off his trousers, socks and finally the best part.

Then that's when the next time came. Slowly and steadily, he began to lick that wet and desperate part of you all around for at least a good thirty seconds or so. You couldn't help but feel totally wet afterwards.

You loved it and he continued to do it for a little while to see how amazing you tasted, until he stopped.

After resting on top of you and before it was time for the big thing, you slowly put your hand around his thingy and rubbed it a little to get a taste of him for a little. Until...

You stopped and he began to thrust inside of you. You both moaned while he did so and he kissed your neck and lips hardly while doing so.

Unfortunately, after putting his entire thingy through you, you felt a horrible pain.

"It'll be okay, Y/N. It won't last for long."

And Tom was right. You were the wettest person one could ever make out with and your private part was perfectly and just made for this. He felt very good around you and all those high extra sensitive nerves inside of you reacted hardly to it.

He played with your private part as he kept thrusting in and out of you, but always making sure he kept inside of you. You released lots and lots of orgasms and he released all those amazing chemicals into you onto those highly sensitive and super lovely nerves for you.

He carried on kissing and snogging your neck as you licked and kissed the left side of his. He carried on cumming inside of you for a nice while, until he was ready to pull out and to taste all those amazing chemicals you had released everywhere! Wow, what a mess there was!

Before he was about to do that, you both kissed each other on your lips passionately for a good minute and your tongues certainly met.

"Tom, that was amazing. Please, I need it again," you whispered to him then he put his finger on your lips and kissed them again.

"If you promise me one thing, Y/N."

"Anything Tom, my true love. What is it?"

"That we'll rule the world together."

Squealing with delight, you kissed him hardly again and agreed to him.

He needed to lick you first before you could enjoy another new precious smut. Goodness me, you felt super good and highly wet around him.

You had a fab great time as he licked you for a little bit everywhere again and he took your hands in his.

Suddenly, you both got prepared and ready as you rocked around each other and you began to kiss his neck and jawline, licking it that it made him moan hardly.

"Y/N..." he moaned, then you kissed his stomach for a little before licking and sucking his best thing on him for a little.

He rubbed your inside, putting a couple of his fingers through it while he enjoyed the fantastic sensation you gave him until the next smut took place and you both rocked around everywhere, kissing each other hardly on the lips, releasing chemicals and your highly sensitive nerves having such a great time with him inside of you.

From several weeks onwards, you did this at least twice a week during all those weeks and you did even more stuff with each other. You both never got bored and the more you did it, the more you needed it every time. All your worries went away as all this occured which is partly why you two did this.

Your nerves also got more and more sensitive to the feeling every time he kissed you on the lips and other places all over your body and as he did these amazing oral licks on your best part and thrusted inside of you every time.

But unfortunately, the time came when you both had to stop and got caught and in huge trouble with the school and your peers...

He made you pregnant...

A/N: AHHHHHH, CRAP HELL! IDK WHETHER TO REGRET WRITING DIS OR NOT! IT'S MY FIRST EVER PROPER SMUT AND IT'S PRETTY DETAILED, AHHHHHH!

I need to get sleep now. It's after 2am now and I wrote this for over an hour. I hope u enjoyed but I feel kinda creeped out by all this...

#Tom riddle #Tom riddle smut #Tom riddle x reader #Tom riddle x ravenclaw reader #Tom marvolo riddle #Voldemort x reader #13+ smut

[little-diable]

When the clock strikes twelve the blade pierces her heart - Tom Riddle (smut)

This is dark, like, really dark. But, I gotta admit, I truly love writing dark Tom Riddle. Please remember my number one rule: Don't like it, don't read it. I won't accept any hate coming my way because you decided to ignore warnings and read something you aren't comfortable with. Also don't copy this to Wattpad. Thank you to @earlgreydream for pushing me onto the right track with this. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Tom Riddle, a schizophrenic serial killer with a cluster a schizotypal personality disorder, meets his new asylum psychiatrist, the reader. But she has a few dark secrets herself, secrets the man - who is convinced of his magical abilities - knows before she has even met him.

Warnings: 18+, heavy dubcon, smut, unprotected sex, knife play, choking, spitting, mentions schizophrenia, personality disorder, murder, blood, abusive ex husband, asylum situation, Tom being Tom

Pairing: Tom Riddle x psychiatrist!fem!reader (4k words)

“(Y/n), he’s here.” With her eyes finding John’s, she rose from her chair, reaching for her IPad. Wordlessly she followed him out into the hallway, leading them to the open space she had carefully chosen to meet him.

(Y/n) could feel him before she saw him, she could hear every sharp intake of breath that filled his lungs like poison flushing through his veins. Tom Riddle was sitting on a white chair with his wrists and ankles cuffed together, a desperate try to keep the man from attacking the female therapist. 

“Mister Riddle, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m (y/n), your new therapist.” John, her guard, took a few steps back, giving the two some privacy to talk through their upcoming sessions. Tom didn’t reply, he kept staring at her with his eyes piercing into her skin, it seemed as if he was trying to burn her alive, to set her body ablaze. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, but your magic won’t help you in here.” 

Tom Riddle, a schizophrenic serial killer with a cluster a schizotypal personality disorder. The man was convinced of being a wizard, he had started killing women years ago, thinking that he could use their bodies to hide parts of his soul in them. For the past month (y/n) had tried to understand the man, his upbringing and the parents that had disowned him at a young age. She was fascinated by him, by his strong belief in his imaginary abilities. 

She tried to take him all in, every part of his handsome features, his twinkling eyes that reminded her of a snake, so dark and sinister that even death would shrink away in fright. His raven black hair had a warm touch to it, though not strong enough to melt the ice that had formed around his heart, turning him into a ruthless killer. 

“I’d like to ask you a few questions about your family, is that alright?” Tom didn’t break eye contact once, not as she leaned a bit closer, not as she started scribbling down notes he couldn’t decipher. He kept quiet, lips pressed together as if somebody had sewn them shut. (Y/n) gave him a handful of seconds to speak up, but he didn’t, all he did was stare at her as if she was a window to the world outside, allowing him to study bystanders, families, friends – people he no longer knew. 

“Why don’t we talk about your sister, Mary Jade?” The man seemingly froze at the mention of his dead sister, but that’s all she got from him, not one single word was spoken by Tom. “I can’t even imagine what you’ve lived through, the pain, the confusion. Losing a sibling at a young age is awfully traumatizing, and I,” a humorless chuckle bubbled out of Tom, cutting her monologue short. 

“Tell me, (y/n), what would you know about trauma?” Tom’s voice was sharper than she had expected, making her feel as if he had forced his fist straight into her stomach, bile rising in her throat. “Oh, that’s right  – do you still dream about your dead husband? It must have been quite exhausting to bury him on your own. Remind me, where did you hide his body again?” 

She had been preparing herself for it all, for snarky remarks, silence and taunting words he’d speak. But the words that had just bled from his lips had been anything but anticipated. Her fingers trembled as she rose from her seat, there was no way he could know about the darkest chapter of her life, there was no way he could know about her dead husband. He must play a trick on her, a lucky guess that had hit home. 

“I’ll see you next week, (y/n).” Tom’s smirk began to widen as she stumbled out of the room, followed by a frowning John. 

—--

Thunder roared through the night, lighting was flickering across the dark sky like thousands of comets shooting across the horizon. Rain kept pouring down onto the ground, drops falling like corpses shoved into a grave. It had been a week since she had crossed paths with Tom Riddle, a week full of paranoia, confusion and panic attacks. (Y/n) had tried to figure out how Tom could know about her husband, the man she had killed with her two hands. The man she had buried in her backyard, beneath the big oak tree. 

But she hadn’t found any clues nor answers to solve the riddle she was facing. 

She had her eyes focused on Tom’s file, by now she knew it by heart, every word, every date – she had burnt it all into her mind. It was clear that she was pushing herself into an obsession, but she couldn’t stop reading about him, about the people he had killed, the women he had lured into his bed, only to slice their throats. He had cut out pieces of their bodies, leaving behind holes that could be filled with drops of his soul, a sick and twisted act he had repeated numerous times. 

The clock was about to strike twelve, (y/n) should have left hours ago, but as the rain kept dancing on as she found shelter in her warm office. “Mary Jade, drowned at the age of twelve, there were clear signs of struggling, she had been drowned around 4 pm.” (Y/n) kept reading the words out loud, hoping to find clues in the reports, anything she could use to lure Tom out of his hiding. “Tom, Mary Jade’s younger brother, had been at the scene, but the boy hadn’t spoken a word.”

“It’s not true, you know.” Her head shot up, eyes wide as she found Tom leaning against the door of her office. He wasn’t wearing his handcuffs, wasn’t even wearing the blue jumpsuit he had been forced into, dressed in black suit trousers and a white shirt. ”I was the one that called for help, but they didn’t listen to me, thinking I was just messing with them.” 

“John?” (Y/n)’s panicked voice echoed through the hallways, she was met with nothing but silence. Goosebumps covered her body, forcing her to breathe faster, with her heart accelerating its beat like soldiers running through a dark forest, not knowing when and where they’d stumble upon their enemies. Blind and helpless. Anticipation thumped through her, enlarging her veins. 

“John’s in block C, I’d say he’s fast asleep by now.” Tom entered her office with his shoes pounding against the ground, she was staring at Satan himself, he had crawled from hell to punish her for freeing herself, for killing the man that had abused her for years. All she could do was watch him move closer, he plopped down on the chair vis-a-vis hers, making himself comfortable.

“How did you get out? You were put in an ad seg.” Her voice wasn’t strong, it didn’t carry any warnings. It was clear as the tide rolling closer that he had her trapped, only a week after meeting the psychiatrist for the first time.  

“Don’t be so shocked, (y/n). You knew I could easily free myself, it didn’t take much to bribe the guards.” Tom reached for his file as she was reaching for her phone, hoping that she’d be able to get in touch with one of the guards. “Put your phone down, (y/n). Don’t mess with our fun, we’re just getting started.” 

With his jaw muscles ticking in anger, Tom waited for her to put down the phone, only then did he allow his gaze to wander back to his file. Perhaps she could run, perhaps she could make it out of the room but her chances were slim, she had to find the right moment, and had to distract him. 

“Do you want to tell me about Mary Jade?” His chuckles wrapped themselves around her, forcing her to sit straighter. She was playing a dangerous game, a game that could either end with her throat sliced and her body hacked to death or with Tom back in his cell. She had to take her chances. 

“How about I tell you about my sister if you tell me about your dead husband?” Making deals with the devil had never ended in success, but if this was her only chance at making it out of her office alive, (y/n) would cling to it like a wooden raft that could guide her to safety. She nodded her head, patiently waiting for Tom to find the right words. 

“She forced me to play with her that day, it was warm out, perfect for a swim in the river. I didn’t want to go, but she threatened to call our parents on me for destroying her doll the other day, I couldn’t afford to piss them off again. And when we walked down the trail to the river I felt something I’ve never paid attention to before.” His tongue kissed his teeth as a sickenly proud smirk found its way to his lips. “It was exciting, a thought I had been chasing for months, a mere dream that could finally turn real.”

“What was it?” Her whispers coaxed a chuckle out of Tom, his eyes grew darker, he was about to attack, was about to force her to her knees. 

“The lust to kill. I can still hear her screams, you know. She had been stronger than I had thought she was, she put up a fight, but it didn’t stop me from pushing her underwater. It didn’t take long for her to pass out. Feeling the power of death over life, an addiction I’ve been chasing ever since. I’m sure you’ve felt it too, haven’t you?” 

“No.” Her throat kept tightening up, she had struggles swallowing, eyes filled with tears that threatened to break free. “I hate myself for doing it, I won’t be able to forgive myself for it, even if he was a bad man.” 

„So pathetic. You don’t need to lie, (y/n). I know what killing does to you, it’s exciting, it’s addicting.” Tom stared her down like an executioner watching his next victim beg for mercy. But there was no mercy swimming in his pupils, nothing could save her from him. 

“Was that him?” He rose from his chair, walked up to the pictures she had hung up on the other side of the room. This was her chance, her only try at ripping herself free from this situation. She bolted out of her chair and started running. But (y/n) didn’t get far, not with Tom running after her, he reached her before she could even try to open the door. With his arm wrapped around her body and his hand forcefully grasping her cheeks, he pulled her into his chest. 

“Oh, pet. You shouldn’t have done that.” The sound of Tom clicking his tongue shot shudders down her spine, forcing her to tremble in his grasp. He pulled her back to her table and pushed her down onto the dark wood, with him standing between her legs. “When the clock strikes ten, the blade is pushed into his grasp; when the clock strikes eleven, they grow closer; when the clock strikes twelve, the blade pierces her heart. Seems like you’re coming out of here alive today.” Both their eyes found the clock, 12:25 am. “I will see you tomorrow for our session, (y/n).” 

Before she could take another breath, Tom had his lips pressed to the corner of her mouth. 

—

(Y/n) didn’t turn up at work the following day, she was hiding away at home, not wanting to see Tom again. Her heart was still racing at the thought of his darkening eyes and the taunting words he had spoken. She had given into the game of a serial killer, a man no sane human being would want to cross paths with.

She had been stupid, a foolish mistake she’d have to pay her price for. 

But (y/n) also should have known that missing out on their session meant provoking the short-tempered man. Her phone rang fifteen minutes after their session should have started, forcing the exhausted woman out of bed, “Hello?” 

“(Y/n), you need to come here.” John’s panicked voice echoed through the phone, instantly waking her from her drowsy state. “He’s holding Janet hostage, saying he’ll only let her go if you come see him.” She hung up the call with a “fuck” spilling from her lips, (y/n) rushed out of her house, to her car, set on giving into Tom’s tricks once again. 

The man was a sick serial killer, twisted, and satanic, he’d ruin her if she wouldn’t free herself and that’s exactly what she’d do.

She ran through the hallways, wanting to reach the cell as fast as possible, knowing that he’d grow impatient soon. John and a few other guards were standing outside Tom’s cell, eyes set on the crying lady in his grasp, “I’m here, Tom. Let her go.” 

(Y/n) pushed herself past the guards, eyes not leaving Tom’s once. His smile grew as he loosened his grip, allowing (y/n) to pull the woman free and out of the cell. “I was waiting for you, but you didn’t turn up.” Like a child about to throw a temper tantrum, Tom stared at her. He’d snap any moment now and (y/n) had to make it out of the cell before she’d be the one with the knife pressed to her throat. 

“You won’t see me again, Tom.” She couldn’t work with him, he knew too much, forcing her to have a biased view on the man she was supposed to help. (Y/n) should have expected Tom to fight against her threats, should have expected him to beg her to stay. But he didn’t. 

Tom kept quiet, waiting for her to continue. 

“You will be brought to Block C, doctor Jones will take on your case.” (Y/n) turned towards his door, and with one last glance thrown Tom’s way, she disappeared from his cell. 

—--

The big oak tree was swaying from left to right as the wind picked up its speed. She was still plagued by the thought of Tom, not understanding how he could know about her dead husband and the body she had buried in the cold soil. The thought was eating her alive like the parasites that had bit themselves into her husband’s corpse, feasting from his soul to keep themselves alive. 

But the thought of never having to cross paths with Tom again gave her a feel of some kind of false safety, allowing her to sleep at night without having to worry about upcoming sessions. No longer was the man her problem, ripped from her grasp by her own strength. An action she found pride in. 

It was a few minutes after 11pm as (y/n) fell asleep on her couch, tugged away by sleep’s warm embrace, keeping her safe as she dreamt of better days. A dream so sweet she hoped that she’d forever be caught up in it. Before she could chase this very thought, (y/n) was ripped from her sleep by an unfamiliar feeling, forcing her body to wake from its state.

“Good morning, love. I was wondering when you’d wake up.” Tom Riddle was hovering above her, blood clung to his shirt and hands, the mere sight coaxed a cry from her lips. Her scream was drowned out by Tom’s hand finding its way to her mouth, silencing the trembling woman. “Now, there’s no need to scream. You know I wouldn't harm you, don’t you? I would never waste a smart brain like yours. Will you be a good girl for me?” 

She nodded her head, hoping that he’d let go of her. Slowly - almost too slow - Tom pulled away from her, eyes set on her features in order to react to her every movement. (Y/n) didn’t dare speak, her senses were heightened, picking up every sound, every scent. She should have felt scared, should have feared for her life, but she didn’t, (y/n) felt strangely calm in his presence. 

“How did you make it out? Seems like we need to add more guards to the nightshift.” His lips twitched, formed into a grin as he shrugged out of his coat, exposing more of his blood-covered shirt to her dilated pupils. “Guess that answers my question.” 

“It was easy, too easy for me to make it out. But I needed to get here, I knew you’d understand me, you see the true version of me.” Tom’s eyes pierced into her soul, silently communicating with (y/n). He would uncover every lie flooding from her lips, spoken out loud to save herself. “I hated watching you leave, it broke my heart, darling.” 

She could only sit still and force herself to keep on breathing as Tom’s hand found its way to her cheek, this thumb stroked her skin, wondering if she’d pull away. But she didn’t, allowing the man to press his lips against hers. (Y/n) should have pulled away, should have run to set herself free, a stupid mistake of a woman that wanted to understand the mind of serial killer. A once in a lifetime chance. 

The kiss wasn’t rushed, nor did they use much pressure to link their lips together, hoping that the moment would guide them. 

(Y/n) found herself pressed against her sofa, forced back to the position she had woken up in. They didn’t break the kiss once, not as Tom’s hand disappeared beneath her shirt, not as she tugged on his raven black roots. For a fraction of a second (y/n) wondered if she should use his distraction, if she should push the man off her, but the feeling of his cold hand reaching her bare chest, ripped her back into her pleasure driven state. 

The Greek boats on the way to Troy hadn’t trembled as much as those two did, urged on by the arousal thumping through their veins, caught up in a storm of emotions. Night would fall upon them, with barely any light guiding them down from the high they’d live through and when morning would rise above the horizon, they would emerge from the warmest clouds, clashing to the ground like drops of rain. 

A moan threatened to claw through her like the sharp teeth of the nemean lion, set on leaving scars on her soul. The sound wrapped itself around the two, keeping them bound together as their bodies kept moving on. 

Her shirt found its way to the ground, the mere sight managed to coax a groan out of Tom, eyes focused on her breasts. His hot mouth kissed its way to her nipples, showing each of them some attention before he allowed (y/n) to pull him out of his own shirt. Waves of ecstasy were flushing through the two, forcing them to uncover one another’s body like archeologists exploring a new part of an ancient city. 

“Will you let me taste you?” Her whimpers left him smirking, fingers ghosting over the fabric of her damp panties. “So responsive. I wonder how a sweet thing like you managed to kill her husband.” 

The words had their effect on her, she gasped for air, eyes ripped open. He had managed to tame the fire burning inside her chest, feeling as if he had dumped a bucket of ice water over her. 

“Don’t mention my husband, you have no right-” (y/n) froze as she felt Tom press something cold against her throat. Her words hung in the air, no longer connected to her burning lips and tongue. The blade of his knife twinkled in the faint light, it was clean, no longer covered in blood, nevertheless (y/n) couldn’t help but wonder who he had killed with it. 

“You don’t make the rules, love. This is my game and you will be a good girl and listen to me. Do you understand?” A whimper followed the nod of her head, eyes not daring to flicker down to the knife. 

Tom traced the tip of the blade along her skin, down to her chest where he pressed the blade flat against her hard nipples. Goosebumps covered her body, rising with every unexpected movement of his cold hands. His other hand found its way back to her heat, panties pushed aside for him to reach her clit. 

She was trembling in his grasp, buried beneath the serial killer with her lips parted and her eyes closed. (Y/n) couldn’t fight against the emotions that were swimming through her body, hoping to find their way out of her flesh cage. The blade kept on moving, just like Tom’s fingers, set on pushing her over the edge. 

“Oh fuck, I’m close. Don’t stop, Tom.” Her moans grew higher, the knife fell from Tom’s grasp and his mouth found its way to her clit. With a few brushes of his tongue he managed to push her into her orgasm, trembling, shaking and panting. All for the man with a wicked grin and twinkling eyes. He had been her nemesis, the man one would run away from with anxiety bubbling in one’s system. And now he had explored her body, but he was only just getting started. 

Tom rose from his position to shrug out of his clothes, cock twitching in his grasp, begging to feel her. She was getting dizzy, losing her grip on reality as the guardian of hell was guiding her to her very end. 

With their eyes connected and their lips finding their way back to one another, Tom pushed into her. His tightness engulfed him, forcing him to still for a few seconds, allowing her to adjust. She was sleeping with her executor, was sleeping with the devil himself, and yet she found herself drawn to him. To every part of his dark and twisted self. 

Tom fucked her with ferocious thrusts, set on burning his marks into her skin, a reminder for weeks to come. A reminder that would keep her from showing up at work, very well knowing that she no longer could follow the path of her profession. But at that moment (y/n) didn’t seem to care much about that, all she cared about was Tom, his touch and the waves of arousal that swallowed her whole. 

The feeling of Tom’s hand coming to rest on her throat forced (y/n) to deeply inhale, not knowing what he’d do next. He started squeezing, cutting off her airstream to listen to her racing heart beat. And with his lips tugged into a smirk, Tom murmured, “Open your mouth.” 

He spat onto her tongue, waiting till she swallowed to release his grip on her throat. Tom didn’t move his hand, let it rest there as he forced her tightness to wrap itself around his twitching cock. Only now did she seem to pay attention to the specks of blood that lingered on his hands, blood that would forever stick to his skin, metaphorically at least. 

“Can feel you clenching my cock, are you that desperate? Did you not have enough yet, you greedy slut?” The words left her moaning, eyes rolling back as she felt her second orgasm of the night climbing higher up her body. 

“Please let me cum, fuck, I need it. Tom, please.” He stared down on her without any emotion swimming in his pupils. But the loud “cum” that clawed through him was all she needed. (Y/n) came with his name rolling off her tongue, spoken out into the night that was still protecting the two lovers. 

Tom pulled out of her seconds before he clashed down the edge, cum painting her stomach, imprinting himself on her. Both were panting, still high on the feeling, needing a few seconds to calm down. But the moment was cut short by the ringing of her phone, forcing (y/n) to push Tom off her. 

“(Y/n), he’s on the run, he killed three of our guards. Are you safe? He may try to find you.” The panicked words coaxed a raspy chuckle out of Tom, eyes studying every expression that tugged on her features.

“Don’t worry, I won’t let him find me.” Perhaps she was just as twisted as Tom, a ruthless killer. And when the clock would strike twelve, the knife would try to pierce her heart, a desperate try to set himself free from her dark soul.

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Hi, i’m ace. I got really bored and i need an excuse to procrastinate on my personal writing projects so i decided to start an account dedicated to just writing. So like, you can request almost anything (limits below) like if you want like a platonic fic just ask! If you want the reader to be the kid or sibling of the character, i’ll do it! You can be as specific or as vague as you want, eventually i’ll get some prompts for help but for now, you gotta wing it. Also I’ll write for like any fandom even if i dont know it, i’ll try my hardest but i’d prefer if you stuck to the list below. Anyways yeah.  (also pfp is nyurei on picrew)

So basic rules, 

If youre an nsfw account dni, also i will not write smut regardless of age given i’m a minor

No incest 

I’m currently only doing x readers, that might change in the future but for now no ocs or ships

I’d prefer if you didn’t request x reader with an actual person, (ex. Instead of asking for a Maya Hawke x reader, ask for a Robin Buckley x reader)

If you know a character’s sexuality and you dont fit, dont ask (ex. Nico is gay, I will not write Nico x fem! reader)

Please specify pronouns when requesting 

Please keep in mind i’m not a professional writer 

Please use common sense and dont do something that makes me have to update the rules

Anyways, so fandoms i’ll write for

It 2017/2019: Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Ben Hanscom, Mike Hanlon (specify if you want 2017 or 2019)

Percy Jackson: Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Grover Underwood, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Connor Stoll, Travis Stoll, Nico Di Angelo, Will Solace

Harry Potter: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Fred Wealey, George Weasley, Tom Riddle

Supernatural: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Gabriel, Lucifer, Kevin Tran, Crowley, Charlie Bradbury, Rowena (does girly have a last name 💀), Jack Kline (platonic only)

South park (platonic only for everyone, they’re children): Kyle Broflovski, Stan Marsh, Eric Cartman, Kenny McCormick, Butters Scotch, Tolkien Black (or is it Token? I swear its always spelled different), Timmy, Craig Tucker, Tweek Tweak, Jimmy Valmer, Wendy Testaburger 

Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous: Darius Bowman (i’d prefer if we kept it platonic with him but romance is ok i guess), Kenji Kon, Brooklyn, Yasmina Fadoula, Sammy Guiterrez, Ben Pincus, 

Marvel: Tony Stark (platonic only, so sorry) Steve Rodger, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Peter, Ned Leeds, M.J, Harley Keener, Thor Odinson, Loki Odinson, Shuri, T'Challa, Okoye

The Owl House: Luz Noceda, Willow Park, Amity Blight, Edric Blight, Emira Blight, Gus Porter, Eda Clawthorne, Lilith Clawthorn, Hooty (platonic preferred, but if you freaky like that go ahead and ask for romance, see what happens), Raine Whispers

The Umbrella Academy: Luther, Diego, Alison, Klaus, Five (would he date a kid or an adult cause-), Ben (he can be alive or yall could be ghosts), Vanya 

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the loch ness monster | tom riddle x reader

song; the loch ness monster [matilda mann] pairing; tom riddle x gender neutral!reader genre; angst, ex-lovers word count; 1,3k timeline; around harry potter's birth warnings; swearing, implied abusive relationship, implied depression, suicidal thoughts summary; y/n had watched their lover become a despicable man capable of no good, and it pained them that he still had a hold over them

masterlist

"we all started to stray, nothing lasts anyway."

———————————

« I'm just swimming in lakes in my mind »

I have been swimming in the deep, gloomy lakes in my mind for what feels like eternity; each time I reach out for what appears to be a rescue line, it disappears into the inky blackness of my memories. My dark memories. They weren't always dark, though, they used to be bright and shined crystal clear like the sun on a warm Summer's day. It's Summer right now, but not for me.

« Don't make me get out and comply »

My mother tried suggesting therapy for me, to help me get out of my mental abyss, but I don't want to leave. If I leave, I have to come to terms with and accept everything that evil man did to me over the war. Me. His ally. His friend.

His lover.

« And my coy little smile will defend me awhile »

I smile it off to people like I always do; a small grin can go a long way if your eyes are convincing enough. After only a couple weeks, people stopped asking me how I was doing, under the false idea that I was over the relationship long before he fully succumbed to the dark side.

« So I'll stay with the lakes in my mind »

My intricately crafted lakes of each and every emotion and memory I have ever experienced; some more inaccessible than others, buried deep amongst the sand thousands of metres down. The memories of Tom are near the surface, however, since they are fresh wounds carved into my brain. I don't need to hold my breath to relive those events and feelings, they are right at my fingertips.

« Don't you dare think that here you can hide »

Young, calm, charming Tom. He still lives in my mind. I have to submerge a little in order to find him, but he is there nonetheless, acting like nothing bad ever happened. Every day, charming Tom sinks deeper, though, as he is fading in my mind. Was that version of him even real? Even I don't know anymore.

« We all started to stray, nothing lasts anyway »

I lost him- the original him- a very long time ago, when he began drifting towards more and more sinister views and methods, and thus straying away from me. Not only me, but also his friends: if he ever considered us his friends. I can't remember when it was that we all collectively accepted that Tom was too far gone.

« So I'll stay with the lakes in my mind »

These lakes are simultaneously my grasp on reality and the reason I'm losing touch. There is something so human about them, yet something so dangerous and consuming. I can't get out of the lakes (not that I've tried very hard) as I can feel the tugs underwater, beckoning me to venture further into my memories.

« And now you've faded with no traces »

Sometimes I feel like I'm forgetting who Tom was, and even is. Everything that happened between us was so incredibly surreal I question its authenticity every day. Nobody mentions him by that name anymore, it's like he never existed in the realms of our minds. Well, at least not mine. He moves around in the water like it's his second home, in many different versions of himself at once.

« So, who could ever tell? »

I struggle to tell the differences between the versions sometimes. They're all submerging into one gloomy memory.

« What you've taken's been misplaced »

Tom is only ever mentioned anymore by his new sinister name, or by the name that cowards created for him. His alias of Lord Voldemort holds an unreasonable amount of power; no wonder he went insane when he decided upon it. So much so that those afraid of him refer to him as either You-Know-Who or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

« But your name doesn't ring any bells »

Who was Tom, really?

« Since the day that they took you to hell »

Whoever he was, he now surrounds himself with only evil. He has many followers, called death eaters, but no real friends. Not that he deserves any.

« I'm just swimming in lakes in my mind »

I can hear the echoes of my friends calling me back to reality, but I push my head under the water to muffle the sound further. It isn't safe out there, but it's safe in here, with everything I've ever known and no surprises. Reality could hold a million new blows to the gut that could completely break down my already fragile state.

« Too afraid to get out and deny »

Tom was my rock for so long. I never would have imagined that he would no longer be by my side; I thought it was a for-life thing.

« And my coy little smile will defend me awhile »

My limbs are numb as the coldness of the lake consumes my shivering body, and I wish for my brain to go numb as well. It's all become too much for me to take, so I just don't want to feel.

« So I'll stay with the lakes in my mind »

The hooded form of Tom conjures beside me, his arms wrapping around my figure and pulling me to the surface. I stare at him absently as he removes his hood, sighing when I see the evil grin that belongs to the Dark Lord - not my Tom.

« And now you've faded with no traces »

Where is my Tom?

« So, who could ever tell? »

No one can explain to me what happened to him in more detail than "his desire consumed him". What does that even mean?

« What you've taken's been misplaced »

He took my heart, and now I can't find it.

« But your name doesn't ring any bells »

Tom. Tom. Tom. His name has been said so many times in my mind it's become meaningless. But at the same time, it's the word that holds more meaning to me than any other.

« Since the day that they took you to hell »

"How have you been, sweetheart?" the eery memory of Voldemort speaks, "How come you haven't been to any meetings?"

« What's it like there in hell? »

"You know what you did," I reply shakily, "You betrayed me and everyone who loved you."

"I didn't betray anyone."

I scoffed, "What's it like being hell itself?"

« Glad they left you in hell »

"Lonely. I miss you."

"No you don't," I seethe, "I'm glad I left you."

« Stay right down there in hell »

"You don't mean that, darling."

"Yes I do. Stay away from me."

"I can't do that. I'm your conjuration, your memory, a part of you."

His lips curved into a smirk.

"I'll be with you in here until you die."

"Why?" The cracking of my voice remained evident.

"Because I'm a ghost of every version of Tom Riddle you've ever known, and my duty is to haunt you."

« So I'll stay with the lakes in my mind »

"This is my mind, and I don't want you here."

"Why don't you leave? Go back to your friends out there, re-become the Y/N you always were."

"You destroyed them."

"Maybe so, but you're the one choosing not to rebuild."

"It's not fucking easy, Tom."

He let out a laugh, "I have to go now, darling, but don't forget me- it's not like you can."

"Fuck you."

"Oh, and one more thing," he spoke as he began to fade.

"What?"

"Don't you dare think that here you can hide."

« Don't you dare think that here you can hide »

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masterlist

written; 04/10/2021 —> 18/06/2022 published; 18/06/2022 edited; —/—/——

#tom riddle #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle x y/n #voldemort #lord voldemort #the dark lord #he who must not be named #you know who #hp fanfic #hp oneshots

[underburningstars]

My HPFC Holiday Bingo

winter hearts

wolfstar ft. baby Teddy

G, No warnings

Sirius gets the best Christmas present in the form of a lost kid and his father

entangled

james sirius potter x scorpius malfoy

G, No warnings

After a tiring day at work, the only thing Scorpius wanted was to fall asleep in his boyfriend's arms. Now he just had to get said boyfriend out of the mess of fairy lights to do that.

fall from grace, just to touch your face

jegulus ft. death eater James

T, No warnings

Right in front of him was someone he never thought he'd see ever again.

The reason he became a part of this madness. The one he so desperately wanted to protect.

James – Fucking – Potter.

niveus

wolfstar exes to lovers ft. background jegulus and pandalily

G, No warnings

As much as Remus enjoyed his days in Spain, he had missed London a lot. The grey skies, the busy roads, the chill of winter, his friends. He missed everything about London. He even missed the reason he left for Spain in the first place.

Sirius Black.

Aka his ex.

histoire sans fin

drarry

G, No warnings

He doesn’t mind most things these days, actually–the world is tinted a little more pink now, and he’s pretty sure that it’s because of–

“Draco!”

you are my home, my home for all seasons

dragontamer (draco x charlie)

E, No other warning

The door opens and the one who enters is the absolute last person Charlie expected to see. What the hell is Draco - sodding - Malfoy doing in a Dragon Sanctuary?

sweetest kind of evil

Regulus Black x Tom Riddle

E, Minor Character Death

He is a good kisser, a very good kisser. The kiss is deep and heated with just the perfect amount of teeth and tongue curling around his in such a way that makes him go weak in the knees. The kisses trail down to his neck and the man sucks and bites on all the perfect spots.

It's really unfortunate that he has to die.

obsessively, you

Jegulus

M, Minor Character Death

He could've been in bed with Regulus if it wasn't for this arsehole. He thought he'd be able to avoid getting his hands bloody at least on his honeymoon–he already has enough of that in London. But no, this piece of shit – now literally – just had to mess it up.

#wolfstar #james sirius x scorpius #jegulus #drarry #draco x charlie #regulus x tom riddle #hpfc holiday bingo #hp fandom #hp marauders #sirius orion black #sirius black #remus john lupin #remus lupin #james sirius potter #scorpius hyperion malfoy #scorpius malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy #harry james potter #harry potter #charlie weasley #regulus arcturus black #regulus black #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle

[findroleplay]

Badabing, badaboom- 18+ Australian looking for a roleplay partner😎

Fandom: Harry Potter (golden trio era)

Pairing: M/OC x Draco Malfoy.

Genre: Romance, Rivals -> lovers

Movie(s): Goblet of fire / Order of the phoenix

I can act as whoever, as long as they’re from golden trio era. I won’t do student x teacher, I’ll do student x student or teacher x teacher, I will NOT act as Lucius and Tom Riddle/Voldemort unless they are a background character or they’re important to the plot (ex: Voldemort attacking y/oc or something)

I’m okay with swearing, a small tinge of violence. I don’t do smut (that includes kinks), would rather skip over it but I don’t mind hinting at it or mentioning it in passing, but I prefer to keep the details to a minimum (ex: “did you hear the two spent the night together?” Kinda deal)

Things like R-pe, SA, SH, Ab-se etc. will not be tolerated, will result in an immediate block if there’s an attempt at adding them in unless they tie in with plot (ex: comforting after a traumatic memory) and or backstory.

I’m okay with doing doubles, I strictly roleplay in tumblr DMs. I’m okay with talking ooc, just as long as you use brackets. I use quotation marks to signal talking, I don’t use asterisks to signal actions.

I can do 2-4 paragraphs depending on how I’m feeling, detailing may vary but I’ll still try my best. I’d appreciate it if you could somewhat do the same, if not that’s okay. Just as long as it’s more than 1 paragraph and it’s semi-detailed, I’ll be fine.

Yeah. I’ll try my best to respond, my life’s kinda messy so my responses may be here and there- I won’t take months to respond though. Sorry if seem really strict or picky, I’ve just had trouble finding a good partner and my last, good HP rp was like, months ago :(

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#roleplay #rp #harry potter rp #oc rp

[bobfloydluvsblackwomen]

MASTERLIST AND RULES*°࿐ 💟

TOP GUN: MAVERICK ꒰✈️꒱

robert “bob” floyd

- coming soon!

bradley “rooster” bradshaw

- coming soon!

jake “hangman” seresin

- coming soon!

MARAUDER’S ERA ꒰🪄꒱

james potter

- coming soon!

sirius black

- coming soon!

remus lupin

- coming soon!

lily evans

- coming soon!

mary macdonald

- coming soon!

dorcas meadowes

- coming soon!

marlene mckinnon

- coming soon!

LIGHTNING / GOLDEN ERA ꒰🪄꒱

harry potter

- coming soon!

ron weasley

- coming soon!

hermione granger

- coming soon!

luna lovegood

- coming soon!

neville longbottom

- coming soon!

george weasley

- coming soon!

fred weasley

- coming soon!

cedric diggory

- coming soon!

stranger things ꒰🎧꒱

jonathan byers

do overs

steve harrington

perfume

eddie munson

exes to lovers

robin buckley

high school crush

mike wheeler

i wish i knew

max mayfield

dating modern!max mayfield

lucas sinclair

- coming soon!

dustin henderson

- coming soon!

eleven / jane hopper

- coming soon!

platonic!will byers

- coming soon!

WHO I WILL NOT WRITE FOR:

draco malfoy, vecna/henry creel/001, billy hagrove, celebrities, severus snape, lucius malfoy, bellatrix lestrange, voldemort/tom riddle…

you can request anyone, even if they’re not on this list, just as long as it’s not: them ^, someone who is racist, homophobic; any of it the -ists and -phobics!! nsfw asks are allowed, they will be aged up most likely! i will not be writing any kind of romantic plot for will byers or any canonically gay male as i only do x fem!readers and will byers is a canonically/ heavily implied gay character! most of my writing will be for black!fem!readers but everyone is welcome to read!!

#masterlist #stranger things #harry potter #marauders era #golden era #top gun maverick #rules #black!fem!reader #black!reader