pleiades-7
Pleiades⭐️Seven
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Here to post my edits. Which are occasionally accompanied by character analysis/rants. Please forgive the quality. Voldemort on the brain, 24/7.
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pleiades-7 · 2 days ago
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Long intro, but the transitions in this edit are fun.
The hooded cloak was iconic. Wish we got to see that a bit more.
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pleiades-7 · 3 days ago
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He’s ridiculous. Love him for it though.
Fought with myself forever over this edit. It’s not even that serious but I kept going back and forth on the text, and the ending. I have different 5 versions in my camera roll. This one ended up being the winner.
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pleiades-7 · 5 days ago
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They’re so special to me. She was ride or die 1000% all of the time. I don’t ship them, I find their relationship even more special without romantic attraction or subtext. (Though if you want to view this edit that way, by all means 🫶) I just love that they always had each other’s backs. She was with him all the way. And he was there for her when no one else was.
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pleiades-7 · 7 days ago
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This is silly 😭 I’m sorry. I had too much fun making it not to post it.
🤭 Listen- If you get it, you get it.
This’ll be my last little edit for now, before I get back to posting more serious projects.
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pleiades-7 · 8 days ago
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Made their breakup everyone else’s problem 😒
“Do you think I care for you so little, that betraying me would make a difference?”
That doctor who snippet hurts. Youch.
Mads Mikkelsen 🙏 He kills it every time. Missing Hannibal rn. Please, please season 4. I won’t give up hope 😭
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pleiades-7 · 9 days ago
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More chamber of secrets Tom.
Another quick edit. Gotta get through these before I start posting my heavier edits.
I’ve got some in the drafts, and the edits themselves are mostly? finished, but getting all my thoughts out is taking forever 🫠
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pleiades-7 · 11 days ago
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Wanted to post it again, I fixed the quality. 🫠 Took me half an hour to put everything together. I had all my clips mish-mashed in the overlay. I made this before I learned not to do that. Lmao.
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pleiades-7 · 11 days ago
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I like the text more than I like the edit itself, whoops.
I don’t love Bellatrix but you know what? I get it. Cause me too girl 😭
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He’s so fine 😩 LUCIUSSSS MOOOOOVEEEE THAT SHOULD BE ME FRRRR 😔😒
It’s Monday y’all please be patient. I’m losing it. I swear I’ll post more thematic edits soon.
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pleiades-7 · 12 days ago
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Uncensored version + quality improvement 🥳
This is still one of my favorite edits I’ve made.
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pleiades-7 · 13 days ago
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Another quick, fun edit!
Chamber of Secrets Tom Riddle is very classically handsome, as he’s meant to be. But there’s not enough love for post-Goblet of Fire Voldemort. I have to speak my truth 😩 He’s hot.
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Guys please-
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pleiades-7 · 14 days ago
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Quick Tom edit 💚
Bit of a break from my other editing style. Edits that tell a story are my favorite, to watch and to create, but these short fun edits are good too.
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pleiades-7 · 15 days ago
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I knew which clips I wanted use for the middle of this edit, so I ended up going from there and working my way out.
I might’ve even gotten the quality to behave? We’ll see.
This isn’t a unique take, but I think a lot of the reason Tom Riddle went on to become Lord Voldemort, isn’t that he hated muggle-borns. I don’t think he hated half-bloods. Or rather, he hated them equally, and less than he grew to hate pure-bloods.
He’s far too intelligent to be blinded by the pure-blood inbred rhetoric. Perhaps before seeing the Gaunts, with the Black madness as the only example of the issues that inbreeding causes, he might’ve wanted to think himself the exception to the rule. He probably wanted to believe the evidence didn’t point to inbreeding being the cause of such drastic issues, in order to cling to some aspect of his heritage. To carry on the ideals of the only ancestor he could respect.
However, after seeing the Gaunts, and learning his father was a muggle, I can’t believe he would subscribe to the concept of blood purity. Especially as the first wizarding war came to be. Snape was a half-blood and he was the most talented, most valuable, death eater of the bunch.
I think it’s more likely that he was using pure-blood fanaticism to get what he wanted.
Which I’m going to assume, wasn’t just power. He could have always had power. He didn’t need any followers for that. It wasn’t influence he was after either. He could’ve been minister if he’d taken the long route as Tom Riddle, and he could’ve done it through brute force later in the second war. I think his real goal was to burn it all down. Everything. Everyone.
I think Tom Riddle was furious. He was orphaned, his mother too weak to survive long after giving birth to him. Something I’m sure he would go on to, in part, blame the Gaunts for. After realizing the reality they subjected her to. I think he felt robbed. Robbed of a mother, who might’ve survived if she was a little more talented. A little more beautiful. If she’d had the opportunity to learn a little more. If anyone had bothered to help her. I think he felt robbed of a heritage, absolutely disgusted with the Gaunts, and enraged with his muggle father. He believed he was superior to everyone else. For his magical ability, his magical reserves, his brilliant mind, his charm and finely honed manipulation tactics. And yet, he found himself surrounded by ruin.
Other pure-bloods, the Malfoys and the Blacks, had rich family histories. Vaults of books and knowledge and heirlooms and wealth, which the Gaunts had all squandered away. All these pure-blooded fools, less dedicated, less ambitious, less capable, less deserving, got what should have been his.
I think from the start it was always about tearing these families apart, one member at a time. I think he delighted in having them bow at his feet, the irony of his status as a half-blood is very in character for his unique sense of humor.
The families closest to him, the Malfoys, the Blacks, the Lestranges, suffer the worst consequences, continually. He had no qualms killing any pure-blood family, and so he gave them a war. He let his followers imagine they were soldiers. He could actively torture those with the mark, and kill those without. Either way, it was their destruction he was after.
He knew what a muggle war looked like. He had lived through one. The sound of bombs and the fear of everything exploding, actively drove him to create his first horcrux. And still, he never subjected the wizarding world to that. For many reasons. He didn’t need muggle weapons to get what he wanted, he was above the use of such indiscriminate methods of annihilation, and he didn’t want the whole magical community extinguished. He loved magic. He coveted magic.
Magic was the very first thing that ever brought him joy, and probably what brought him the most intense amount of joy. It was what solidified his belief in his sense of superiority. He traveled the world, to learn. To put spells and skills in his repertoire. He would’ve taught at Hogwarts if he’d been given the chance. Not because he’d enjoy teaching, but because he is a collector. Those with talent and ability, he could’ve encouraged, to his own means of course. He would’ve been surrounded by magic and potential, and he would’ve been home. The primary draw to obtaining a position as a professor, was to settle himself. To finally find that connection, if only to a place.
Hogwarts was the second thing that brought him joy. I think that using the founders heirlooms to create his horcruxes, was an action driven by the same desperation that drove an eleven year old Tom Riddle to hoard the other children’s toys. If he could not have any of his own, he would take what he imagined he was owed, what he deserved. He dug his claws into that school and had to be pried from it. After finding that he was related to a founder of the school, the belief that he had a right to it was cemented.
I think in the end, he was furious, and a lot of his actions were motivated by that rage. So many of his actions were governed by the fear he tried so hard to escape, to run from. So many of his actions came from the gnawing cavern in his chest, that demanded to be filled.
He had this need to be seen, to be unforgettable. Nothing would have ever enough.
He was seeking something he never got.
He’s so interesting. 🫠 I hope this doesn’t mischaracterize him, all discussion is welcome! Just be kind :)
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pleiades-7 · 16 days ago
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Quick Nagini 🐍 edit! Heard this song for the first time and immediately got to work. I love her.
It’s not perfect, but I was so excited to have it finished, that I’m calling it done.
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pleiades-7 · 17 days ago
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Trigger warning - this edit does include the scene in which Hermione is bleeding on the floor of Malfoy manor.
Golden trio/Deathly Hallows angst. This is probably my most cohesive edit.
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pleiades-7 · 17 days ago
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So they break my heart. Continuously. Their parallels. Come on 😭
The way they both died on the grounds of the very first place they felt they could belong. I hurt myself making this edit.
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pleiades-7 · 18 days ago
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This edit was meant to be silly but it took me forever. I censored it and can’t be bothered to undo it. It was my first time making an edit loop, which I was pretty thrilled about.
Please ignore the quality 😭 tumblr puts it through the wringer
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pleiades-7 · 19 days ago
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Rip Tom Riddle 😔 You would’ve loved Ethel Cain. He’s so family tree (intro) coded.
He was so obsessed with heritage, with receiving what he imagined he was owed. He spent years imagining his father to be the magical parent. He placed what little hope he might’ve had, or rather, a certain amount of belief, in this false truth. To eventually find out the reality, by tracking down the Gaunts. Who were insignificant, pathetic worms. The dirt beneath his feet. He found his muggle father living in luxury, in a mansion at the top of a hill. He learned that his father left his mother, that his father had known all these years that he was out there. No repentance would have been enough. It was an unforgivable offense. And so he struck. He took his father’s life and it still did not cure the aching yearning chasm now poisoned by a vicious rage. It was his mother. His fragile, abused, very nearly squib, mother. The magic he so revered was a product of the magic that had flowed through her veins. Her cursed veins. The great serpent, the only object of his birthright, would have been hers too. The language he speaks that so many fear, she would’ve spoken. It was his mother. His mother who had left him in a muggle orphanage. Which he, at 16, might’ve now understood. How could she leave him with the Gaunts? She could never, she would never have done so. She imagined she was doing the best she could, by placing him in the muggle world. Where his father might find him, should the desire ever occur. His mother who died.
He cannot escape the qualities of the Gaunts with their impulsivity. Their belief that in their grandiosity, nothing can overcome them. A penchant for violence.
Listen- he had daddy issues. Really very bad. But I think you could argue that his mommy issues are worse 😭
Ignore the quality please 🙏 tumblr butchers it
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