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#Tom Marvolo Riddle
coldemergency · 1 day
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Harry: Why does this potion smell like sociopath
Hermione: Harry… that’s Amortentia
Ron: Wtf does ‘sociopath’ even smell like??
Harry: It sort of smells like Voldemort
Hermione:
Ron:
Harry: OH
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semina-art · 1 day
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Well, another WIP))) Tom inspired by Peremo. I saw this fic mentioned by ObsidianPen and decided to give it a try, and oh myyy gooood this Riddle is goooorgeous, I'm obsessed 🥵
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sailorgoon13 · 3 days
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Mattheo Riddle
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Basics:
Full Name: Mattheo Riddle
Nickname: Matt, Matty
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: 31 December, 1979
Heritage: English
Blood Status: Half- Blood
Wand: Yew, Dragon Heartstring, 13", Flexible
Appearance:
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark brown, almost black in some lighting
Skin Tone: Fair. Porcelain like
Height: 6'2"
Body Type: Lean, Athletic
Style: Mix of sophisticated and modern comfort. Tailored joggers, designer hoodies, and sleek leather jackets for a look that's both stylish and comfortable. His wardrobe is filled with premium basics like fitted T-shirts, cashmere sweaters, and designer sneakers.
Features: Intense gaze, Chiseled Jawline, Athletic build, Confident demeanor, Dark Aura, Magnetic Charm, Style, Always smoking a cigarette
Personality:
Traits: Ambitious, Intelligence, Charisma, Protective, Independant
Likes: Reading, Hanging out with friends, Causing Mischief,
Dislikes: Incompetence, Weakness, Conformity, Modesty
Hobbies: Quidditch, Dueling, Learning thing outside of the school curriculum, drawing
Fears: His father, Failure, Loss of control, Betrayal
Family and Friends:
Father: Tom Riddle Jr.
Known as Voldemort/ Dark Lord
Imprisoned on maximum security in Azkaban
Mother: Unknown
Was a follower of the Dark Lords
Died in childbirth
Friends: Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, Enzo Berkshire
Magic:
Special Abilities: Natural aptitude to the Dark Arts, Parseltongue
Boggart: A dark version of himself
Patronus: Raven
Polyjuice: It might appear as a deep shade of burgundy or midnight blue. It would have a complex taste of rich spices like cinnamon and clove with a bitterness of black coffee
Amortentia: Old books, fresh pine and smoke
Backstory:
Mattheo Riddle was born on a cold winter's night in December 1979, the only child of Tom Riddle Jr., better known as the infamous Dark Lord Voldemort, and an unnamed witch who was a devoted follower of the Dark Arts. Mattheo's mother died in childbirth, leaving him orphaned from the moment he drew his first breath. Raised by other followers of his father, Mattheo grew up surrounded by darkness and secrecy, his childhood steeped in the shadows of his family's dark legacy.
From a young age, Mattheo exhibited a keen intellect and a thirst for knowledge that surpassed his years. Despite his upbringing among dark wizards and witches, he was drawn to the complexities of magic and the mysteries of the wizarding world. He devoured books on ancient spells, studied the intricacies of potion-making, and honed his magical skills with a diligence and determination that belied his tender age.
As Mattheo grew older, he began to chafe against the constraints of his family's legacy, yearning to carve out his own path in the world beyond the shadows of his father's name. When he received his letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at the age of eleven, it was both a moment of triumph and trepidation. He knew that Hogwarts would be his chance to escape the dark influences that had surrounded him since birth, but he also feared the expectations that would follow him wherever he went.
At Hogwarts, Mattheo quickly distinguished himself as a student of exceptional talent and ambition. He excelled in his studies, earning top marks in every subject and mastering spells that left even his professors in awe. He became known for his sharp wit, his confident demeanor, and his ability to effortlessly navigate the complexities of wizarding society. Despite his aloof exterior, he formed close bonds with a select group of friends, including Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini, and Enzo Berkshire, forming a tight-knit circle that would become the envy of the school.
Outside of the classroom, Mattheo's reputation as a Quidditch prodigy preceded him. He was a natural on the broomstick, with a skill and agility that made him a formidable opponent on the Quidditch pitch. He led the Slytherin Quidditch team to victory after victory, earning accolades and admiration from his peers and cementing his status as one of Hogwarts' most celebrated athletes.
Despite his success and popularity, Mattheo struggled with the weight of his family's legacy and the expectations that came with bearing the name of Voldemort. He grappled with questions of identity and morality, torn between the darkness of his heritage and the light that flickered within him. He yearned to break free from the shadows that had haunted him since birth, but he knew that the legacy of his father would always loom large over his life.
As he approached his final year at Hogwarts, Mattheo stood at a crossroads, torn between the past that defined him and the future that beckoned with promise. With graduation looming on the horizon, he knew that he would soon have to make a choice that would shape the course of his destiny. But for now, he would continue to walk the fine line between light and darkness, navigating the complexities of his heritage with courage and conviction, determined to forge his own path in a world that sought to define him by the sins of his father.
Academics:
Best Subject: DADA
Favorite Subject: Potions
Favorite Professor: Snape
Worst Subject: Muggle Studies
Least Favorite Subject: History of Magic
Least Favorite Professor: Binns
Student Life:
A mix of academic excellence, social prominence, and a constant struggle to define his own identity in the shadow of his father
Stood out as one of the brightest students, excelling and mastering more than just the curriculum
Popular, despite his challenges.
Is at every Slytherin event
Slytherin beater on the Quidditch team
Walks a fine line of light and dark, wrestling with his demons from his past
Is really just a puppy-eyed boy behind his tough exterior
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BEYOND THE MASK// MATTHEO RIDDLE
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Tom: Harry, who are you going to believe? Me or that concrete solid evidence?
Harry:
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enigmaf009 · 2 days
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On the shore
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Tom Riddle was NOT a wattpad sugar daddy
WARNING: This post is just for funsies okay, do not take anything I say too seriously 💞💞
I HATE when people mischaracterise Tom Riddle.
He was a poor orphan living through the second world war. No, he would not spoil you.
He was a grass and a complete nerd, no matter how much anyone wants to deny it.
I personally love the idea of Tom being a cold, harsh, mysterious, enigma. But seriously? Do you think he'd allow people to see the bad side of him, wouldn't it threaten his reputation.
Also, this is an unpopular opinion, but I don't think he'd sleep around or date anyone, and if he did it'd only be to seem more normal and fit in better.
He is one of my favourite villains and constantly misrepresented like pookie was not openly a weirdo until he knew he could get away with it. 😔
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lushaletta · 1 day
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love and its lethal consequences / tom riddle
pairing: tom riddle x fem!reader
content: muggleborn!reader, dark!tom, mild swearing, violence
summary: tom grapples between his dark desires and his unlikely affection for you. it’s deadly.
a/n: part 3 to this lil series :> pls lmk if u guys r enjoying so far!! idk how long i want this to be but we shall see where it goes
read the previous parts: one two
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⋆ ࣪.  ⁺⑅ ⋰˚ *.゚ .˳⁺⁎˚ ˚⁎⁺˳ . ༺ ˖࣪ ˖࣪ ∗
Tom has decided. And once Tom decides something, nothing will get in his way.
You are to be his.
The murder would be the easiest part of all. Twice, now, he’s done it. First with that disgusting, grumbling Myrtle and second with his nasty father he can’t even be bothered to think about.
Third time is always the charm. He has it all figured out.
“Tommy!” you beam, following the daily routine. You slide over a treacle tart. “You liked these ones last time.”
He accepts the dessert wordlessly. He’s too deep in thought. You grin.
A few more moments of silence pass and you begin to be irritated by the lack of noise. You have to fill the air up somehow. “Have I told you about Murph yet?”
He’s almost sickened by the name itself. So much so that he can’t stomach the lovely tart your mother has made for him. You’re on a nickname basis now? “You have not.”
You haven’t told him anything about this boy, but he already knows everything. He won’t have to worry about this foul beast for much longer, so he’ll tolerate the giddiness in your eyes for now.
“We’ve just gone on a date. I think it went well, you know? He’s sweet. Opens the door for me, matches pace. That type of thing.”
Tom could do that too if that’s what you really wanted. “How wonderful,” he deadpans.
You’d be a fool not to notice the way his eye twitched when you said the word “date” or the poorly hidden sarcasm he laced in his speech.
“I think our next one is this Wednesday,” you continue.
He’s absolutely fucking repulsed. If he didn’t know any better, he’d march on over to that moron’s room and take care of it himself. But there’s a plan, procedure to be followed. And Tom is nothing if not methodical.
“I can’t believe it! The both of us have dates this week. What even are our lives now?” Camilla cheers, leaning back in her seat.
“I don’t think Tom is very happy about mine.”
She raises a brow. “That’s because Murphy isn’t pure. I’m telling you, Riddle’s lot is psychotic.”
“Okay, I’m not a fan of them either, but Tom knows I’m not pure. He’s been perfectly pleasant.”
“He hardly speaks!” she retorts.
You roll your eyes and urge her to continue reading her book. She complies. Camilla’s never been very argumentative.
As she settles in the pages, all entranced by the words, you lean back in your chair. It is a strange twist of fate that you’re now friends with Tom, but despite Camilla’s warnings, you can’t get yourself to leave. It’s a comfortable trap.
“Hello,” Tom says from behind you as you swing your feet on the railings.
You don’t skip a beat. “Hi!”
Tom knows by now that he can’t surprise you.
The echoing chambers of Hogwarts are bathed in soft moonlight, and no one else is around. Tom is usually by himself at this time. You only steal each other’s afternoons.
“You know,” you muse, breaking the comfortable quiet that settled between you. “You’re very important to me.”
Tom clears his throat. He’s never really been important to anyone. He swallows. “Likewise.”
He’s avoiding your gaze. You think it’s cute. His lips quirk into a faint smile, a rare glint of amusement dancing in his dark eyes, but it’s gone as soon as it comes.
Suddenly, you study his face, trying to unravel the mysteries hidden within. He’s more withdrawn recently. Even quieter, if that’s possible. You suppose it has something to do with Murph but you never can be too sure when it comes to him.
“You’re staring,” he says.
“I like the view.” He sighs.
Tom is not a good person. Far from it. Your friend realises it but you don’t. You’re a glimmer of hope in the darkness that threatens to consume him, that’s already consumed him. You’re both refuge from his despair and a constant reminder. He finds solace in your company and he hates it but now he has no choice. He can’t bring himself to kill you. He knows he never will and so it has to be this way.
It will hurt you, undoubtedly. It will make him more terrible than he already is.
Time is creeping up on him. You’re growing closer with that wretched Ravenclaw and the longer he waits, the more you will be affected.
“Murphy Atthill.”
He turns around at the call of his name and can’t help but feel uneasy. Tom’s presence tends to do that. “Riddle? What can I do for you?” he asks politely. He isn’t very good at masking his anxiety.
Tom casts the Killing Curse and he feels the unmistakable split of his soul as he recites haunting Latin incantations. He knows there’s no going back.
A chilling sense of finality looms over him and yet it weighs light on his conscience. All for the better, this is. In fact, it’s a twisted sense of satisfaction that he feels knowing that the deed is done. He knows he’s crossed a line with you from which there is no return,
But Murphy’s eyes lifeless are much prettier that way.
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delulustoryteller · 11 hours
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Furthering the Fem!Tom Riddle Agenda
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Sorry I have to rec these two fics again because their both such good fem!tomarry fics T-T
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toqliss · 15 hours
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When your friend is so handsome that his face is shining like a sun
it's actually your glasses's fault
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Hey I have a question for you. What's your theory/headcanon about how and where and why Tom got his diary?
Hi!
I don't think the story of how Tom got the diary is a particularly interesting one.
Harry turned to the back cover of the book and saw the printed name of a variety store on Vauxhall Road, London. “He must’ve been Muggle-born,” said Harry thoughtfully. “To have bought a diary from Vauxhall Road. . . .”
(CoS, 216)
So, Tom got the diary in a muggle store on Vauxhall Road, which is a street in London (irl the closest is Vauxhall Bridge Road from what I saw). We know he bought it in the summer of 1942 (the summer before his 5th year) or earlier since he turns it into a Horcrux in June 1943 and doesn't return to the Orphanage at Christmas (I explain the timeline here).
The most interesting aspect of this is where Tom got the money? He's a poor, orphan, who we're led to believe wouldn't have money for anything extra (assuming he receives money for his Hogwarts stuff). And I don't see Tom asking his rich pure-blood housemates for money.
So, there are a few possibilities:
He saved up some spare change on the side to buy it for himself (considering the depression, the war, and the rations I don't see why he'd spend money on a notebook and not, idk, food? Magical books and items he wants?).
He stole it from the store (which I'm sure is what Dumbledore believes).
With the bombings that hit London throughout these years Tom was at Hogwarts, it's possible he just picked it up. There was chaos and mess and he might've lived on the streets for a certain period during his summers in London (some historical context is discussed in this reblog chain). So, it's very much possible he didn't buy it or take it from the store but just found it, without intentionally stealing it from anyone. In that way, the diary could be more sentimental and meaningful to turn into a Horcrux. Since it's a notebook that survived the bombs. The diary is a sign of survival — it survived like Tom did. So, I think he'd get even more attached to it if this was its story. Also, an item symbolizing survival is all the more meaningful to turn into a Horcrux.
(I decided option 3 is my headcanon as I wrote it)
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coldemergency · 2 days
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Harry: Would you rather kill all your friends, or all your family?
Tom: Why not both
Harry:
Harry: I forgot who I was talking to for a second
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Little Tom Riddle sits on his orphanage bed and plots to destroy the world
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cisusnar · 5 months
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He is a silly guy 🥰
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plummarvelous · 3 months
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a bloody psychopath & tom riddle
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save death eaters PLEASE
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enigmaf009 · 2 days
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belphi · 3 months
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Harry remembers how nice it was to receive a sweater knitted by Mrs. Weasley as a gift, and decided to please Tom the same way on his birthday ✨
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