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#tom riddle crack
patrophthia · 6 months
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Hello! Could I request tom being soft and clingy. Thank you and Your stories are awesome!
hi! thank you for reading my work!!!
magic word | tom riddle
pairing: tom riddle x reader
genre: fluff, slight jealousy, humor, established relationships, OOC tom
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Contrary to popular belief Tom Riddle loves physical touch —only if he’s the one insisting it of course. And, especially when he’s just tiniest bit jealous. 
“Tom?” You ask, feeling him lazily wrap himself over you tighter. “I need to use the bathroom.” 
“No you don’t,” he murmur, tone annoyed. 
“Yes I do,” you tell him, watching as he kept his eyes on the book in his hand. “I need to go.” 
“You wouldn’t be needing to go if you were with Creevey,” he snickers, not releasing his grip on you. 
You bite back a laugh at his words. “This again?”
Two days back, Creevey had made the mistake of asking you out on a date with Tom just a few feet behind him. And though the two of you weren’t exactly public about your relationship, most of Hogswart knew to not try anything on either of you. 
Poor Creevey who build up the courage to finally ask you out after five (or was it six?) months of fancying you, only to be flat out rejected not by you, but by your boyfriend.
Who —for the first time ever— kissed you in front of everyone before turning to ask him, quite charmingly you might add. “Did you need something, Creevey?” 
You could only hope that he’s handling his heartbreak well. Because, your boyfriend was taking it worse than him (probably) by clinging onto you and bringing him up any possible chance. 
“Whether I’m with you or Creevey, I’ll still need to pee,” you sigh, “It’s human nature.” 
“So you admire you’ve thought about being with, Creevey.” Tom eyes Nagini, their eyes meeting with a sly understanding. “Is he going to be a problem?” 
“What are you going to do? Hurt him?” It’s quiet, Tom’s eyes meeting you as if he was asking whether you were testing him. “If you hurt him, I’ll bite you.” 
“And if I liked to be bitten?” 
You huff, squirming under his arms. “I’ll fight you.” 
He moves away from you slightly, long limbs still wrapped around your frame. “I can take you.” 
“Please,” you huff again, this time pouting as you try to ease him off of you but to no avail. “I really have to go, Tom.” 
His arm loosens its grip on you, still tight enough to cage you into his chest. “Say the magic word.” 
“Please?”
“You’re so close, my love,” he tells you, shaking his head as he prompted you on, “try again.” 
“I love you?”
A low chuckle vibrates from his chest. “I love you too,” he says, “but no, how about adding something to your first try?” 
“Please, my love?”A firm head shake, dark hair flailing against your pillow. 
“Please, baby?”
You learn then that even the head boy likes to be babied from time to time, pressing a quick kiss before releasing you from his arms and legs. You shuffle out of bed, yelling back at him. “Since when did you like being called baby?” 
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iamnmbr3 · 10 days
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i love how harry has escaped voldemort so many times that by book 7 it's like:
Voldemort: Avada Kedavra!
Harry: ...
Voldemort: ...
Bellatrix: You did it! You finally killed him.
Voldemort: ....
Voldemort: Someone go poke him with a stick to check.
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Give me a tomarry/harrymort au where Voldemort loses his memories and tries to kill Harry, with whom he is in an established relationship by then. Give me the angst, give me the fear, the agony of having to run away from the person you love— the burning anger as one wakes up beside his enemy. And then comes the earth shattering horror as the memories hits. Give me the all consuming regret and the crippling grief after Voldemort remembers what he has done or nearly did, but by then Harry is already gone.
Giving me the scene where Harry is smiling at Voldemort and Voldemort is befuddled. The scene where Voldemort sends his first crucio at Harry, who for some reason is looking at him, his mortal enemy with utter trust. The part where Harry looks at him with grief and confusion and V feels something break in him— a part that gets dwarfed by the seething rage, for he thinks Harry is playing with him, he thinks this is some elaborate scheme and so, he attacks, and for the first time in years Harry runs for him because he doesn't want hurt Voldemort.
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delineate-creates · 6 months
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Day 31: Fire
Tom looked to Harry, grinning, wanting him to share in the fun.
Then paused, amazed.
Harry was on fire.
Red and gold flames encased his entire body, licking harmlessly up his legs, his chest, his face. The fire was soft and friendly, the kind that danced behind the grate in the cottage, or kept travellers warm from inside a circle of logs. It was his soul, and unlike Tom’s, it was whole; as perfect as it had been on the day he was born.
From chapter 25 of @cybrid’s A Dangerous Game
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ggadtomarry · 1 year
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Blorbos Barbie
Well, I warned you.
If no one will make them... I will.
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And now because the Barbie generator made something genius, bonus Tom!
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deasinclair · 28 days
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Tom Riddle pictures generated by AI
I found moemate.io last night and played around with the image generator, typing in things like /image prompt: realistic Tom Riddle as depicted in the movies (Christian Coulson) etc.
AND I AM SHOOK. Take a look:
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Like 70% of the pictures looked weird, but you can always regenerate your prompt. I don‘t know why I‘m so shocked, but I guess I didn‘t expect everything to look so good. AI is absolutely crazy. No wonder people are afraid it‘ll replace us someday.
I also typed in some stupid prompts just for shits & giggles:
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“Hogwarts during Easter“
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“Berlin during World War 2“
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“Mafia boss wattpad cover“
“Claude Monet painting“
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“Snape and Voldemort arguing about hair products“ (this one is a bit cursed lmao, Voldy is suddenly Snape)
I mean, obviously it had some problems with limbs, heads and the like, but other than that, it‘s pretty good.
Let me know what you think!
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overlord-of-fantasy · 29 days
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How Peter joined Voldemort
Peter: I’m here for the cult stuff. Voldemort: How did you find us? Peter: I saw your ad in the Daily Prophet. It had an address.
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one of the joys of dumping tom marvolo riddle into 1990s london is the knowledge that he has no choice but to encounter the spice girls
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xodahafez · 6 months
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roadman! tom riddle coerces harry to go on a date with him pt 3
part two here
tom, to the mandem: ayo bredrin i’m taking my b out for a date uno i’m in need of some quick p [galleons]
the mandem: huh????
tom: less you wanna get crucio’d????? pattern up cmon go dash and get me some bread
abraxas, to the rest of the mandem: i think he means he wants us to go to the kitchens?
orion: but why would he bring bread to his date with potter????
@ 3 broomsticks:
tom, to harry when he sees him: oushhh mans looking leng styll
harry: ?????
tom, to the waiter: bossman grab us another chippy and butterbeer would ya
tom: anyways i been trynna move to you yeah, ever since i saw you in defence. your magics is really something uno
harry, sputtering: i— ???
tom: so what ends are you from? never seen you round here
harry: ends… ?
tom: yeah uno ends??? like where you from innit, why’d you come to hoggies so late
harry: like i would tell you. you threatened to kill another student if i didn’t come here today
tom: tsk, simmer down fam why you looking for a tussle cmon
harry: i don’t like you
tom, incensed: don’t be rude yeah, i’ll bang you out
harry: *horrified*
@ honeydukes
tom, handing harry sugar quills: sweet ones for a sweet one
harry: *reluctantly accepts with a blush*
tom, triumphantly smirking: are you blushing?? look at yewww
harry: *walks off*
tom: where you going cmon why you being like that sweet’art
harry walks into the great hall the next day for brekky:
tom: *absentmindedly checking harry out* mans got a big bunda uno
the mandem: *awkward confused chuckles*
the mandem: my lord, how was your date?
tom, smug: best start planning the wedding your lords got himself a mans
[he, in fact, does not have a mans]
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satineainsel · 10 months
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How to Meddle with Time (and Get Away With It)
When their wands connect during the Battle of Hogwarts, Voldemort and Harry accidentally time travel back to 1981 right after Voldemort's defeat in the Potter cottage. They decide to get Voldemort’s old face back, raise baby Harry, and gaslight Dumbledore.
Because the nice professor can't possibly be the Dark Lord, can he?
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fabulous-fic-quotes · 3 months
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He calmly followed the screams and lights to their source. Oh good, Riddle already had it taken care of. He leaned against a crumbled wall to eat his cone and watch as Riddle wiped the floor with his attackers. Riddle could have ended this fight at any moment but the man had a flair for dramatics and liked to play with his enemies like a well-fed cat that was bored at home. Harry thought it was overall good for Riddle to take out his aggression once in a while. If only to prevent the pot from overfilling.
Too Old to be This Young - Nadia_Castillo
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patrophthia · 8 months
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congrats on 1k!!! could i pls request tom riddle and making him genuinely laugh for the first time? i love ooc soft tom😍
thank u!! we love OOC soft tom in this household!!
it’s not funny, riddle | tom riddle
pairing: tom riddle X reader
genre: OOC SOFT TOM RIDDLE!!!! BC ME AND ANON LOVE HIM!!! prefect!reader
part of my 1k celebration event !
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On the rare occasions where Tom was spotted with a real and genuine laugh, it had always been when there was something involving you. 
It's almost second nature by now, a lore of some sorts within the students (and Professors) of Hogswart to expect to find you doing something absolutely embarrassing —or ridiculous— if they were to ever hear a very specific laughter echoing down the hall. 
It's full and warm, a sound coming straight from the chest and it's as infectious as it comes. A smile is barely containable whenever you hear it and it so so so unlike his normal laugh —one so charming no one dared pointed out that it was clearly faked, perfected in a way where he seemed poised and well put together. 
He's not falling apart when he laughs then and he's as handsome as he always is. But when he's really laughing, his head falls back, his eyes squints shut as his nose crinkles, dark hair caressing against his hurting cheeks. When he opens his eyes back up, they're glinting under the light and he's practically shining when he looks at you. 
And you remember that look well, so so well, ever since it first happened. 
It's the first snow of the year when it happened, you're patrolling the halls with Tom when you first spotted it. And through your excitement, you eagerly ran out of the door not realizing just how ill prepared you were for it. 
Your shoes where the flimsiest pair of slippers one could find —and in your defense, it was because someone (you won't call out who exactly) had set for you to patrol the halls at five A.M in the morning and you hadn't exactly think to put anything proper on save for your school robes. 
So, with you in your pajamas and slippers —your Hogswart robes over them— you ran into the snow, too excited to remember that you're endangering yourself by doing so. And once you finally realize it, it's far too late seeing as you're already halfway down. 
You butt lands on the snow first, the rest of your body just seconds after it. And right before you could fully process everything that happened mere seconds ago, a loud infectious laugh breaks out through the morning air. 
You ease yourself up onto your arms, searching for the source of laughter only to find the Headboy —and your patrol partner, hunched over by the corridor's many openings as his arm covers his mouth, muffling his laughs; eyes shining at you. 
"It's not funny, Riddle," you say first, practically huffing at him as you try to bring yourself back up only to lose your balance once more. Tom doubling over with laughter at your actions. "Help me!" 
He tries to stop himself, he really did; but the sight of you on your ass, shivering against the white snow with your pajamas pants peaking through your robes where too amusing for him. He composes himself, mouth shut as he makes his way over to you. "You're ridiculous." He snickers with a smile. "Absolute idiot." 
He offers you a hand, and though you understand he was only merely teasing you with his remarks. You can't help but take the opportunity to pull him down with you, his face falling straight into the cold snow as you did so. 
You're the one laughing now, watching as he push himself up, his cheeks flushed from the cold snow as he scowls at you. You only giggle harder at his expression. "You're so cute like this." 
He doesn't take it well, a hand grabbing at the snow underneath him before it lands right above your chest. Your eyes widened at the sudden hit, hands moving quicker than your mind did. 
Safe to say Professor Mcgonagall wasn't too happy to find the two people she trusted to keep students in check in the early mornings in a snow ball fight. 
Especially when one of them is in their pajamas and the other in their school uniforms.
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— from bee: OOC tom you’ll always be iconic
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iamnmbr3 · 1 month
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Diary Tom Riddle: I shall now kill you with this giant snake that only I can control because only I speak-
Harry in Parseltongue: Guess what I can do?
Diary Tom Riddle: Even if you speak Parseltongue only I contain part of the soul of Lord Voldemort, the true Heir of Slytherin.
Harry: You're never going to believe this, but guess what?
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A Tomarry AU where Harry and Tom didn't know/care that the other exist. They are busy living their lives until — Gellert Grindelwald kidnaps them.
Maybe, he does it to recruit them, maybe it was because of the rumour going around that Tom is Dumbledore's unwanted son (due to the sheer amount of awkwardness and no kind smiles from albus to Tom)/Harry is Dumbledore's son due to them having such a close relationship (outsider's pov)? Or maybe it was because he wanted to recruit them as they both fought his followers and survived (Harry bc he's harry I can't just run away Potter and Tom because bro got caught in the middle of the battle). OR WHATEVER it is I just think it would so funny.
Poor Tom, all he wanted to do was peacefully plan on how to take over the world and poor Harry, all he wanted to do was fly around on his broom and play quidditch damn it—
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purplemineralwater · 4 months
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anyway i posted another crack fic and the thought just occurred to me that this could be a prequel to good night, darling lmaoo
summary:
>>> In which Harry attempts to persuade Voldemort not to kill him.
Explicit; 2k words.
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hp-shippy-prompts · 8 months
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Prompt:
When Harry becomes the Master of Death, it doesn’t make him immortal, it just means his soul can’t cross over when he dies. Because of this, he will end up reincarnating until he can find a way to break this cycle. And as death can reach beyond and in all time, Harry can reincarnate into any being with a human soul at any point in history, past, present, or future.
Harry doesn’t know this at first though, nor does he remember later. But Death shows him this truth.
For a very brief period, Harry is able to look at anyone and see their past lives, so see how far back their souls go.
He’s surprised to see that everyone has been reincarnated. He can look at a person and see so far back, but he’d thought reincarnation was rare. But then when glancing at someone’s past life, he sees another person he recognises, as if they had once been that person before living however many future and past lives before becoming who they were now. In fact, now he was looking for it, lots of people seemed to share a soul-lineage. So he looks back to see that person’s first life….
And sees himself.
In fact, everyone he looks at, muggle or magical, he is their first life.
He has been/will be trapped, reincarnating, unable to move on for so long, that everyone that has been born was born with his soul. It’s not until he destroys himself in his cycle as Tom Riddle that he’s finally free.
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