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purplekissinger · 4 months
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Y/N's been acting strange lately. She may contain the urge to run away, but Tom holds her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks.
🎵alt-J - Breezeblocks🎵
TW: manipulation, mental disorder themes. This is a full blown angst.
The cover: smooth, soft, fine leather. It feels nice to run your hand over it and you do it from time to time. Sometimes it feels warm. The corners: gold, darkened with age. They taste slightly salty (yes, you chewed them at some point, let's not talk about that). The paper: rough, thick, slightly yellow, clean pages like muddy water (there should be a bottom somewhere, but it’s not visible). Tom: soothing, gentle, funny, sympathetic, loving, the best, scary, all-knowing, affectionate, scary, witty, did I mention ‘scary’?
“Nothing special happened today,” you wrote and paused, thinking about your next sentence. He will know if you lie, he has proven it too many times. It's better to  switch the topic quickly. “There is a small problem with the task on potions, maybe you can help me?..”.
Sometimes you use ellipses when talking to him. Poke, poke, poke. Writing lacks the timid intonation so you draw it with dots.
Tom doesn't buy it.
“And what was not special that happened today?”
You began to sleep worse and eat less.
‘Y/N, are you okay?’ - asks someone to your right. It takes you a second to realize that you are sitting at a table in the Great Hall and it’s unbearably noisy here. It takes two more seconds to turn your unseeing gaze to the girl on the right (is that Mary? Mary what’shername? Mary MacDonald? Do we know each other? Why is she talking to me? How did I end up here?).
“Yes, everything is great,” you smile weakly. “I’ll just grab something to eat and it will be even better.”
The plate in front of you is empty. Mary's face is distorted by some kind of emotion, and it takes you another three seconds to recognize pity and disgust in it.
“Molly Prewett said I've been weird lately.”
Molly Prewett said she's already seen you in that shirt for several days in a row. Molly Prewett said your eye is twitching. Molly Prewett said you scream at night.
“Molly Prewett? That fat red-haired girl?” - you can almost see his mocking smile through the pages, and you immediately feel better, as if the invisible fingers squeezing your throat have slightly loosened their grip. “Y/N, dear, please don’t say that she actually managed to hurt your feelings. You do realize why she says that, right? You are the most beautiful and the smartest girl in Hogwarts, and this ugly bitch is simply dying of envy. Damn, I'm dying of self-envy. I’m the luckiest bastard ever to know you. It's a pleasure talking with you. You yourself are a pleasure. Of course, she is jealous, the whole of Hogwarts is crazy about you, otherwise they are just blind. Do you have a mirror in your room right now? Come on, look in it. There’s a princess living in your mirror, go check yourself!”
In your mirror lives a princess who has lain in a coffin for a hundred years. Hair tangled, eyes dull, sweater inside out.
You walk along the corridor,  moving your feet mechanically. You won't be able to remember what lesson is next on the schedule even if your life depends on it. Your peripheral vision has gone and all sounds seem to be distant as if there were cotton wool in your ears. Step. Step. Step. Step.
“Tom, this is just wonderful! I struggled over this essay for two hours, and you sorted it out in no time. Wait, don’t remove the solution yet, I’ll copy it…”
“Take your time, honey. I want my best girl to study well.”
Last week, for the first time in your life, you got a Troll in Transfiguration, which you used to love. You simply went to the pulpit and stood there with an absent look for two minutes. After class, professor McGonagall touches your elbow gently.
“Miss L/N, if you feel like you need to talk, I’m always ready to listen to you,” she says almost in a whisper. It's the warmest tone she can muster, but you already have someone always ready to listen.
“y/n sunshine my beloved dear y/n y/n y/n y/n i love you so please don’t go y/n y/n y/n if you have a heart you won’t leave me you're such a kind girl y/n you won't leave me here you'll help me you'll talk to me you'll love me you'll help me i believe y/n y/n y/n you're the best in the world if i find out that you told someone you’re dead dead dead dead dead dead you don’t know what i can do what i’m capable of you can’t escape me you’ll rot in azkaban forever if you tell anyone y/n don’t even think of that y/n you’re my sunshine you open the diary and i can breathe again i breathe you i live by you i will die without you don’t leave me help me i’m begging you i love you so i love you so”.
Choking with sobs, you look at the jumping lines. The pages are wet from your tears.
“What do you want me to do, Tom?”
It’s 3 a.m. You haven't slept for two days. How are you still able to write? How are you still able to think?
“The toilet is on the third floor. Write me when you get there.”
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enigmaf009 · 12 days
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The diary is my faithful companion, my silent witness. Every day I find solace in recording my thoughts, plans and feelings in its pages. When the pen touches the paper, the words flow from my fingers like magic.In every ink drop, in every curved syllable, lies the strength of my will, my quest for greatness. The diary is not just a notebook, it is my path to immortality, my way of leaving my mark on the history of the wizarding world.And I, Tom Riddle, doomed to greatness, will continue to write my legend every day."
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roselilies · 17 days
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chiocchi · 5 months
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"Harry couldn’t explain, even to himself, why he didn’t just throw Riddle’s diary away. The fact was that even though he knew the diary was blank, he kept absentmindedly picking it up and turning the pages, as though it were a story he wanted to finish. And while Harry was sure he had never heard the name T. M. Riddle before, it still seemed to mean something to him, almost as though Riddle was a friend he’d had when he was very small, and had half-forgotten."
-Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.
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Tomarry AU time travel but with a twist
— where Tom and Harry are best friends but Harry ends up falling for Tom — and Tom? He rejects him. Because Tom isn't ready. Because he thinks relationships are a waste of time — and believes what he and Harry has is better. And, Harry? Though hurt, accepts his answer. Though there is some residual awkwardness — they go back to being friends.
But— now, Tom is more aware of Harry. Now, that he knows Harry is okay with having a romantic relationship with him, he starts noticing things that he hasn't before. He starts thinking about Harry more than he did before (which basically means he thought about him every second now, back then it was one thought per ten seconds but anyways—) and having realizations about himself that he has been ignoring before due to always thinking about the future. After all he is a busy man with a grand plan — he was just too busy to have time for something mundane like introspection, am I right?
Unfortunately, though before Tom could do something about his emotions derailing his plans — Harry dies. For him. To save him
Tom being Tom, through his all consuming grief and regrets — breaks time conventions to save Harry and ends up travelling back on the day Harry came to Hogwarts. And as Tom tries to make amends for his mistakes by trying to befriend Harry, who is the new transfer student earlier than before, he realizes how strange Harry used to be.
How he would act skittish around Tom or glare at him with so much hatred that would make him stumble. Because Harry never did that, or did he? That didn't matter though, because Tom would win him over anyways — because he is the one whom Harry loves loved. So, he is one who would end up winning him anyways — not Black or Longbottom for that matter.
So this au is basically time travelling harry and time travelling tom but both of them from different points of time, trying to do their best — trying to save the world (for Tom, it's Harry and is that my way of implying Harry was his world? Yes.)
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mrsmikaelsxn · 1 year
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bythepen98 · 7 months
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Doodles || 🐍🦁💚
Since I'm not done with the tomarry digital art thing yet, here's a few doodles I've made [of them] at work although not on my sticky notes this time. I happen to have a small green colored stack of paper which were supposed to be for my notes but ended up becoming a makeshift sketchpad. Gotta make use of whatever's available.
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could riddle actually have come out of the diary? if he could what would og voldemort have thought if he returned and met his other self?
I mean, we'll never know, he never got far enough.
He seemed to think so and he was at least projecting some kind of image and draining Ginny's life force. But this is one of those "your guess is as good as mine, we don't know enough about horcruxes".
As for what OG Voldemort would think? I imagine he'd think "Fuck" as well as "ugh" as he now as his stupid sixteen-year-old dramatic-cringe-self running around wanting to be emperor and getting very pissy with him for having been blown up by a baby and thinking he should totally be Lord Voldemort instead.
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hptheboywholived · 9 months
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Horcruxes - by Skarlessa
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lostinwoods · 9 months
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*Missing scenes from Cos*
Ginny: Do you perhaps think that Harry and Draco Malfoy have a thing for each other?
Tom: Who?
Ginny: Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy?
Tom: Have you told Harry about the white peacocks?
Ginny: Pea...peacocks?
Tom: Yes...Malfoys have them... a total of 50.
Tom: I once told Walburga about them and the next day her fiancee had changed from Abraxas to Orion.
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murasaki-cha · 4 months
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I just know Tom Riddle would hate me if I had his diary
Because I wouldn't even talk about irl crushes I'd just be talking about my fictional crushes
Me: *writing down* so I cried over a book boy again today
Tom: merlin's beard, who now?
Me: Wes Bennett
Tom: Seriously you cried over him 2 days ago!!
Me: no that was Alberu Crossman. Come on Tom their names don't even rhyme
Tom: You cry over 5 people a day I can't keep up! Please do you even like someone real??
Me:....yes
Tom: Seriously? Blody hell who!?
Me: .....Aushen Ride
Tom: .....the biker
Me: yea-
Tom: shut the diary now
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coldemergency · 9 months
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Harry: If I pit Tom and Voldemort against each other then I won’t have to worry about anything! I’ll be free! They will destroy each other
Diary Tom: Bold of you to assume I’m not self absorbed enough to make this into a twisted “enemies to lovers” plot line
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youknowmevj · 3 months
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Sometimes, Tom pops out of his diary and hangs with Harry while he's reading the said book. Tom throws on Harry's clothes, even if they're a tad tight, enjoying how his arms grab Harry's attention, sipping at his blood coffee <3
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roselilies · 20 days
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There is no stronger force than that of a girl’s desperation to write about her male hyperfixation.
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do you have thoughts on the diary horcrux and why it seems to have been so much more sentient than the other horcuxes? (also do u think riddle could really have come out of the diary?). thank you for all your incredible meta.
Thank you for your compliments! 😊
So, I kinda have thoughts about anything Harry Potter related, so, yeah.
Okay, I'll start with the second part, actually. Tom Riddle in the diary definitely thought he could come out of the diary, and he seemed to be correct. By taking Ginny's life force he was able to appear outside of the diary. And according to Harry, he got more solid as he took more of her life:
but the longer Riddle stood there, the more life was dwindling out of Ginny . . . and in the meantime, Harry noticed suddenly, Riddle’s outline was becoming clearer, more solid. . . . If it had to be a fight between him and Riddle, better sooner than later
(CoS, page 292)
As for the magical theory of why it worked, I already mentioned here that in Alchemy, everything is alive. Everything that is alive is made up of three components:
1. Soul (Sulfur)
2. Body (Salt)
3. Life (Mercury)
So what Tom is doing is stealing Ginny's mercury — her life — he says as much:
But there isn’t much life left in her [Ginny]. . . . She put too much into the diary, into me.
(CoS, page 289)
Now a life can only be used to create something equal to it — another life. If you want to bring someone who isn't alive (dead or unliving, like the diary) to life, you'll need another life to do it. It's a life-for-a-life scenario since in Alchemy everything works according to the law of equivalent exchange.
This law means all energy or components can only transform into something equal to it. If you want to cast a spell, you'll need to put magical energy in it equal to the effect you want to cause.
It's the same here. He kills Ginny and gets his own life in exchange for hers.
What somewhat bothers me about it is that he seems to have a body get created as well. Like, his current body (salt) is the diary itself, hence why when Harry stabbed it he died, but he was making himself a new one. The only way to do that, is to extert something of equal energy. In this case, I believe it was Ginny's magic. He wasn't just pulling out her life to create a life for himself he was pulling her magic to make him a body:
But there isn’t much life left in her. . . . She put too much into the diary, into me. Enough to let me leave its pages at last. . . .
(CoS, page 289)
He says she put too much into the diary, not just life. I believe he was feeding on her magic too, which leads into the first part of your question.
I don't think he's necessarily more sentient. Like, I think all Horcruxes could be as sentient as the diary. And we see the locket become more sentient as the trio wears it. And I think that's the crux of it.
The Horcruxes seem to steal magic from their surroundings, which makes them more powerful and more sentient as a result. The diary spent years in Lucius Malfoy’s office, sucking up bits of magic from him and anyone else who visited that office. Then he had a whole year of Ginny (and Harry for a bit) writing to him. This all means he has plenty of magic to make him sentient.
The other Horcruxes, in contrast, didn't really have any human interaction until their destruction. Besides the locket, which we do see growing in sentience:
“There was a locket.” “What?” said Harry and Ron together. “In the cabinet in the drawing room. Nobody could open it...”
(DH, page 166)
No sentience in OoTP, nothing felt magical about the locket.
“Can you feel it, though?” Ron asked in a hushed voice, as he held it tight in his clenched fist. “What d’you mean?” Ron passed the Horcrux to Harry. After a moment or two, Harry thought he knew what Ron meant. Was it his own blood pulsing through his veins that he could feel, or was it something beating inside the locket, like a tiny metal heart?
(DH, page 239)
After Umbridge wore it for a bit, it had more sentience. It has a heartbeat, it feels alive like it didn't before. Hermione doesn't mention this sense existing the first time, and that's because this pulse wasn't there.
She held out her hands, and Harry lifted the golden chain over his head. The moment it parted contact with Harry’s skin he felt free and oddly light. He had not even realized that he was clammy or that there was a heavy weight pressing on his stomach until both sensations lifted. “Better?” asked Hermione. “Yeah, loads better!”
(DH, page 249)
And the longer they wear it, the more effect the locket has. The more magic it has to become more sentient and influence the trio. Throughout Deathly Hollwos, the Horcrux becomes more powerful the longer they wear it:
Then something closed tight around his neck. He thought of water weeds, though nothing had brushed him as he dived, and raised his empty hand to free himself. It was not weed: The chain of the Horcrux had tightened and was slowly constricting his windpipe.
(DH, page 321)
The Horcrux was still swinging from Ron’s hand. The locket was twitching slightly. Harry knew that the ting inside it was agitated again. It had sensed the presence of the sword and had tried to kill Harry rather than let him possess it.
(DH, page 321)
Then a voice hissed out from the Horcrux. “I have seen your heart, and it is mine.” “Don’t listen to it!” Harry said harshly. “Stab it!” “I have seen your dreams, Ronald Weasley, and I have seen your fears. All you desire is possible, but all that you dread is also possible. . . . ”
(DH, page 325)
So, I think it's all a matter of how much magic you feed the Horcrux.
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somnirous · 1 year
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I bury myself in books,
to search for answers
to find comfort that I belong
to escape these thoughts of unexpected ends.
I bury myself,
with books, to run away from,
those cold hands of death.
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