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Hades!Sebastian and Persephone!MC AU🔥🌸

i believe someone've already done something like that. that's just my version (and ofc without the kidnapping part...) ALSO I TRIED TO MAKE ALEX’S HAIR LONGER SHE’S SO–

slytherin x hufflepuff itself has somewhat hades x persephone vibe lol. these two are my own personification of it🥰🥰

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one funny moment from the new chapter. i don't know if anyone's ever made a joke like that before, but i think it suits the situation perfectly🐍🦡

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i also refreshed the first chapter as i had completely forgotten about describing the hl characters while working on it months ago…🫠🫠 (obviously for people who don't know how they look like. nothing fundamental, but still important, i believe. i wish to get better at writing. some parts of the process are just too difficult to keep track of. also ao3 keeps lagging so there might be some problems with the text, but I’m working on it!!!)

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...He was standing before a painting that depicted the burning of a young witch - an event which for wizards and witches held no pain or trace thereof. The woman on the canvas joyfully gazed up, her arms were outstretched to the sky like she was riding a merry-go-round. Yet what drew Sallow's attention wasn't this macabre merriment but the fire itself. Its flames danced between hues of red and blue, consuming nearly every inch of the picture frame. It was a kind of living being who was forced to take someone's life...

second chapter finally... ao3 link

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💚💛already working on the third one. sorry, only ao3 and fanfiction net links are available, others coming soon🐍🦡

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my girlie finally cooked guys🔥🔥🔥

The Mirror of Erised can talk?! (18+)

Summary: AU Tom Riddle and Harry Potter attended Hogwarts at the same time, and both became professors after graduation. The two had always been quite close. Their rivalry didn't end in their school days and while Tom seemed to continue to see Harry as a mate and colleague, Potter had long since looked at Tom in a completely different way. In the middle of the year, the young teachers were given the task of replacing the Mirror of Erised to the basements of Hogwarts, and Harry had no way of expecting that his deepest desire would turn out to be like that...

Pairing: Tom Riddle × Harry Potter

Tags: Tom Riddle is Not Voldemort, Bottom Harry Potter, Professor Harry Potter, Top Tom Riddle, Professor Tom Riddle, Alternate Universe - Professors, Mirror Sex, Mirror of Erised (Harry Potter), Hand Jobs

Words: 1, 498

The halls of Hogwarts were deserted and lonely. Darkness thickened around as the two wizards slowly moved further into the depths, their footsteps echoing through the corridors. Right in the center of the procession, something elongated and large was moving like a beacon.

“Remind me again why are we doing this?” Harry puffed tiredly, tugging with both hands the edge of this object – a huge carved mirror. Tom walked ahead of him, his long professor’s robe was shining with luxury and magnificence.

“The students shouldn’t see the Mirror of Erised. We're taking it to the Hogwarts basements to hide it there,” Tom explained calmly. Surprisingly, he didn't sound out of breath at all, and it wasn't until a couple of minutes later that Harry realized he'd been using magic to move the mirror! Potter felt like a complete idiot. Dragging with his muscles was such a Muggle way of carrying anything that it was a wonder how Tom's face hadn't already gone white with disgust. Quickly orientating himself, Harry whispered a spell too, holding up his edge of the mirror.

“I see.” Harry sighed. He had dealt with the Mirror of Erised before when he was a student. Back then, the mirror had shown him surrounded by his family.... A lot of time had passed since then, and now Harry found himself curious once again of what the mirror might show him. However, there was no way to look – the dense canopy was safely covering the mirror’s surface.

They stopped in one of the cellars Tom had brought them to. Professors lowered the mirror to the floor and Harry was finally able to catch his breath.

“Shall we look into it one last time?” Tom grinned slightly, shifting his gaze to Potter. “I like this mirror. It's useless, but as a nice little trinket, it's charming in its own way.

“Have you looked in it yet?” Harry nodded, helping to remove the long canopy covering the mirror.

“Of course, I have.”

“And... What's in your reflection?”

They froze. Tom shifted his gaze to the mirror and smiled. He adjusted his robe and primped himself. Harry wasn't looking in the mirror, but at Riddle, eager to know what the other man was seeing. Tom thought for a moment, adorning himself in front of the mirror.

“Oh, I see myself as the greatest sorcerer of our time. An incredibly powerful Headmaster of Hogwarts and British Minister for Magic in one person.” Tom chuckled happily, and Harry's heart skipped a beat involuntarily. Well, he had expected this. Riddle had always been ambitious, what the mirror showed wasn't just the ‘most desperate desire’ that the Mirror of Erised always shows, it was something he had strived hard for all his life.

“No wonder you like the mirror.” Harry hummed, giving Tom a friendly little poke in the arm.

“What do you see, Harry?” The man squinted with interest. His red eyes flashed with fire, and Harry dared to shift his gaze to the mirror.

Almost nothing had changed there.

Harry pursed his lips together slightly, taking a closer look. He and Tom were standing quite close when Harry noticed movement in the mirror. Tom slowly stepped behind him. His hands gently travelled upwards, touching Harry's chin, trailing along his lower jaw...

“Well?”

Harry blushed and shuddered. There were no hands on his body. Tom was standing beside him, just as he had been a moment earlier. However, the mirror showed something completely different, and Harry quickly looked away.

“Ah, I seem to be a lot happier nowadays… I saw myself with a plate of treacle tart.” Dumbledore had fooled him in a similar way once before, but he was definitely more talented at it than Harry. “That's it.”

“That's it?” Tom snorted. It was unclear on his face whether he believed it or not. – How adorable. As far as I know, they serve pies like this at Hogwarts on Sundays and Wednesdays. Tomorrow is Sunday, your deepest wish is about to come true.” He patted Harry's shoulder gently as he walked past. “Shall we go?”

“Y-yeah... Let's go.” With a nod, Harry moved as well. The two covered the mirror back up with the cloth and headed back upstairs.

The night greeted Harry with restlessness. He couldn't sleep. As a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, he had his own room at Hogwarts, so he didn't have to be quiet to avoid waking his neighbours, and as a teacher, he could hang around the corridors after curfew as much as he liked. He could also scold the students if they wanted to do the same. Therefore, it wasn't long before Harry got dressed and left the room.

He was worried about the Mirror of Erised. What he'd seen in it today... It was embarrassingly awkward and almost unthinkable. Harry couldn't believe it. Maybe it had something to do with Riddle who was standing next to him? Was that the reason why that mirror had reacted the way it did? Harry was obliged to look into it again alone, for the purity of the experiment. Just for the sake of it, he convinced himself.

“Lumos.”

The basement, completely black, lit up with a spark of light from his wand. Harry looked around and approached the mirror. The canopy had been torn away with a determined gesture, and now Harry was looking at himself again through the reflective surface. He squinted.

There was nothing.

The door creaked open. Harry immediately turned round at the noise, but there was no one behind him either. Looking into the Mirror of Erised again, however, Harry saw him. Standing behind him was Tom Marvolo Riddle. Harry turned around again, then again and again. He felt a slight twinge of panic and madness. No, he wasn't imagining it. Tom was only in the mirror, but so real that Harry looked back every time, only to see nothing. Meanwhile, in the mirror, Tom slowly came closer.

“Stop spinning your head around like an owl.” A quiet voice, unmistakably Tom's, rustled the air near his ear. Harry froze. In the mirror, Riddle was standing right up close to him, pressed up against him from behind and whispering all this stuff, but in reality, there was only emptiness beside him.

“Tom...?” Harry wasn't sure if the mirror could talk to him, however that was exactly what was happening right now before his eyes.

Tom didn't answer. His hands traced the line of Harry's chin, a gesture that he had seen and felt during the first time. Now the touch seemed more real, Harry shuddered, gripping his wand with ‘Lumos’ incantation still glowing from it so he could see Tom's face better. Riddle was smiling slightly from the mirror, wrapping his arms around Harry's waist and kissing his neck seductively a few times. There was no one else around, but Harry felt his lips on his neck so real, like everything was genuinely happening right now. He involuntarily melted, relaxing and allowing the mirror to take him into a world of passion and secret hidden desires.

Tom was extremely gentle and careful. His fingers made their way into Harry's trousers to fumble for his member. With his other hand he pulled up his shirt and groped his nipples, pinching them lightly. Harry was afraid to close his eyes even for a second, he moaned in shock as he watched Tom fondle him. It was quiet, gentle and incredibly hot, Harry was melting. He tried to remind himself that it was all an illusion, but the arousal was speaking for him, he moaned and he felt how Tom's fingers were holding his cock in their sweaty warmth right now.

A low sigh escaped Harry's lips. Seeing someone he was secretly in love with in the mirror giving him pleasure was too maddening. Harry himself didn't remember how the arousal became unbearable. He came – so shamefully fast, his body slowly collapsing in other one’s arms, and he didn't want to think about anything else.

“Liked it”?

Harry shuddered. Wait a minute. In other one’s arms? He was most definitely being held firmly upright by someone, even though Harry blurred into an exhausted puddle from his climax. Potter shifted his gaze to the mirror. Tom was there, supporting him, and next to him, and in reality.... It was unmistakably someone else's invisible hands. Harry's insides went cold. It couldn't be...?

Suddenly, something twitched right next to his face, and when Harry turned around, he saw Tom's face. Real, not reflected. The man chuckled slightly. He was wearing an invisibility cloak.

“Aaaah!!!”

Harry's scream echoed throughout the corridor before Tom quickly covered his mouth.

“Oh shut up, stop yelling…”

“What in Merlin’s name are you doing here?!” Harry was absolutely terrified, questions swarming through his head.

“I'll explain later.” Tom chuckled, quickly putting a finger to his lips. “I'm sorry, I couldn't help but tease you.... It's just that you've so sweetly forgotten that I'm a Legilimens…”

ty for reading! this work originally written in Russian, but I want to thank my pookies Sasha, who translated it into English, and Olya, who edited it. It wouldn't have happened without them, although they both like to bully me for my talents as a translator. Fuck them.

P. S. SASHA @sashimj DOES A LOT FOR THIS WORK SO SUBSCRIBE HER AND LOVE HER ARTS AND FICS

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i have the best friends ever. A CHRISTMAS PRESENT FROM MY POOKIE

LOOK (i’ve already eaten all of the candies, bye-bye teeth)

MY CUTIE PATOOTIE

look at him👀

this book is pure gold (it’s a Harry Potter almanac). all mine😋

BTW HERE SHE IS — Rina Tea-Tia

she’s an amazing writer and artist, currently obsessed with jujutsu kaisen🤭

we’re working on a short tomarry one-shot, so stay tuned!!!

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finally finished this piece😪 it's been in my gallery for two months lol

what if i make that my new profile picture🤔

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I'VE JUST NOTICED AGBHHFHDGDHHXHXDJJ

happy new year btw😳🎄🎅

i've missed everything lol

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- mom, can we have the substance?

- no, we have the substance at home.

the substance at home:

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i finally decided to post it on fanfiction.net too!(first chapter)💚💛

i've been away for so long because of my university, but i'm VERY HYPED UP as it's my first big fic ever, and i plan to keep writing it. (i promise i'll draw more tmr stuff🐍 just don't have enough space in my head for that snake boy lol)

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I love your art so much <3

I need more of that horrible snake man !!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!💕💕💕i promise i’ll draw him more, i have some ideas and sitting here like🫠

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covers for wattpad!💚💛🍃

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I FINALLY COOKED AGAIN!!!🎉🎉🎉 💚Sebastian Sallow/MC fic!!!💛

first chapter "Twin Wands" is available!!!

for English-speaking readers —

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for Russian-speaking readers —

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BIG shout-out to my mom, who edited all of them🥺🥺!!! (she's a big fan already🤭)

note (MUST-READ): i'm 19 years old and writing about literal minors, so there won't be any sexual themes in the fic. also, i need to mention that Sebastian WILL show some possessive behaviors, but only at the beginning cause i don't want to romanticize an unhealthy behavior in a relationship!

it is safe for teens, but i suspect that there might be some descriptions of violence in the future, so be careful!

THANK YOU FOR READING!

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OC cringe 🤮

and you still decided to spend your time telling me about it🤡

and why anonymous? just asking🤭🤭🤭

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COLLAPSE (oc (my male y/n) x canon fic! i finally cooked🫠😤)

summary: tom riddle is trying to find a way to make the perfect potion. he thinks that the secret lies in precise calculation and following instructions. however, his new potions partner thinks a little differently and, to tom's great indignation, turns out to be right. working in a team now seems not as terrible as tom initially thought because, for some reason, his newfound partner unintentionally showed him a whole new kind of witchcraft.

notes (MUST-READ!!!): ooc!tom i think..., it's an oc/canon fic, but you can read it as a y/n fic, or just replace my oc with your own if you have one! i'll be PLEASED AS HELL if you do so! this fic, or rather the one phrase in it (it's the highlighted in bold one) is inspired by the movie "Pi" 1998, and I ADVISE YOU TO WATCH IT, it's amazing! both characters are fifteen in this fic.

BTW, english isn't my first language, so i'm extremely sorry if there are mistakes!

word count: 1.4k

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Professor Slughorn's suggestion to work in pairs seemed irrational to Tom. Yes, of course, it was a certain experience, but only when you were experimenting, not honing the skill. Oh, and the partner himself was actually unknown to him - a strange boy with a strange name. Xander Alex Sashimj, a metamorphmagus, from Hufflepuff. Tom had heard of his ‘special approach’, and potions ability, thanks to Slughorn, but had never seen them in action, as he and this student had never encountered each other in the same class until the current fifth year. Well, Tom was slightly intrigued. Slightly.

Taking his usual seat, Tom looked around the classroom. Everyone was slowly pairing. Mostly by choice. Slytherins with Slytherins, sometimes with Ravenclaws. Gryffindors with everyone around them except the Slytherins. As usual.

The smell of various herbs and plants gave the potions class a special atmosphere. It was already quite stuffy in the room, and so the mixture of different aromas was slightly stupefying. Especially horklump juice and lavender that were on a nearby table. Tom exhaled and wiped his hands. That gesture showed a growing irritation that was quite inherent in his life. Where the hell was his new affiliate?

The door to the classroom creaked open, and three Hufflepuffs appeared on the doorstep. Sashimj was among them, smiling at something. He greeted Professor Slughorn and looked timidly around for his Slytherin partner. Tom was staring at him point-blank. Seeing his seat, Xander walked faster towards it and sat across from his new partner.

"Hello. We're kind of working together now, aren't we? " Sashimj tried to start a conversation by smiling awkwardly at Tom. Riddle unconsciously and imperceptibly looked at him with an appraising eye. It was possible to do so since they were next to each other now. Short, with disheveled hair and an awkward look. There was a mixture of anxiety and excitement in his eyes.

"Turns out that we are." Tom answered a little indifferently.

"Sashimj," the Hufflepuff extended his hand sharply for a handshake, but suddenly pulled it back slightly, "Xander Sashimj. Just call me by my last name."

Tom hesitated, still studying the student in front of him.

"Tom Riddle," He replied, shaking the hand of his new acquaintance, “Nice to meet you,” he forced himself to say it.

Sashimj nodded, glancing at the ingredients on the table. He was about to ask something when Professor Slughorn spoke. Today's potion to be brewed was Wit-Sharpening Potion. It was the penultimate lesson of practicing brewing this potion and consolidating information about it before a small exam. Tom sighed audibly. He didn't like this potion. It wasn't working out the way he wanted it to, and every time, Riddle seemed to be missing something. His previous potions were of high quality and worked as intended, but Tom wanted perfection. To taste that flawless result, at least.

Sashimj, on the other hand, beamed at the mention of Wit-Sharpening Potion. He rolled up his sleeves and opened his notebook, looking through some of the entries to refresh his memory. Meanwhile, Tom had already started his work at this point. He tensed slightly, measuring the dosage of each ingredient literally to the milligrams. Some of the tension showed up on his face. Xander watched his actions and over-concentration, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"W-Why do you need such measurements? It's not like it's a medicinal potion. It'll work fine as it is..." the Hufflepuff boy struggled to open one of his ingredients and glanced at Tom, starting the work with his usual actions. Riddle paused and gritted his teeth slightly. He didn't expect a different reaction.

"I just aim to achieve a decent result."

It was perhaps the flawlessness that Tom wanted, which only a few could archive in the potion making process. That seemed like the very trait of Slytherins, who always strived for perfection in any endeavor. Riddle hadn't mentioned it, but Xander could guess it himself.

"Quite a meticulous approach," Sashimj chuckled, trying to ease the tension. It didn't work well judging by the still uneasy look on Riddle's face.

"A proven one. It wouldn't work otherwise," Tom replied confidently, trying to hide the fact of his past failures. But he was tempted to ask his new partner if he had anything to offer, "Do you have any suggestions?"

His question sounded more mocking than interested. Tom glanced over at the Hufflepuff, who was smiling again for some reason.

"Well... Maybe the problem is in that exactly... I-I mean, maybe you're thinking too much? Sometimes you could use more of, well, your own senses or creativity..."

Tom found himself in a bit of a stupor after hearing that. He was thinking a lot?

"That legitimately sounds like something I'd expect to hear from some Ravenclaw," Tom grinned wryly. He could barely keep from smirking as he saw Sashimj pouting at his words slightly. "What do you mean?"

Xander sighed, drew his lips into a fine line, and frowned at Tom, trying to look into his eyes more seriously.

"Don't be so thorough, sort of," Sashimj shrugged, trying to explain his approach, "Just do as you feel," the boy nodded towards his cauldron. All that time, he worked spontaneously and even kind of sloppily, stirring the bubbling liquid rhythmically. So far, it was a right lime color, with no swampy hues.

"You mean measuring by eye? "Riddle asked. The way Sashimj described it made him laugh internally. It was just an obvious reluctance to follow instructions. There was no special 'hidden' meaning here, was there?

"Well... not really," Xander chuckled awkwardly, "I mean relaxing."

Curiosity flared up inside the Slytherin. Alright, he will try. Just for the sake of showing his negligent partner that it didn't work and wouldn't work that way. Tom exhaled and concentrated again. He continued his work not so 'meticulously' anymore. Or so he thought.

"Tom," a quiet voice came from the opposite side, "you're thinking too much again..."

Riddle raised an eyebrow.

"Stop thinking, Tom. Just feel. Use your intuition." Sashimj explained, almost without looking up from his work. He finished his potion and showed the filled vial to Tom, thus completing the task faster than anyone else in the class. The potion was the right shade, not muddy as it often was, and had a clear odor with no impurities.

Tom's face didn't change, but his eyes were a little rounder. He wanted to open his mouth, either to object or out of indignation.

"Try it. Turn your head off and trust yourself," Sashimj nodded towards the cauldron in front of Tom, trying to encourage his partner. He raised his hand for Professor Slughorn to check his work. After a quick examination, Slughorn praised his student, saying something about Hogwarts being lucky to have so many talented young wizards and witches this year.

Riddle bit his lip, fighting his own feelings. He really had always relied on his own calculations to the exclusion of any spontaneity or freedom. And it was even funny, considering his existing desire to break a certain order as a way to achieve his goals.

He exhaled and relaxed. The boy was still looking at it skeptically, but the earlier desire to taste the flawless result was slowly being replaced by a desire to taste his own talent and his own feelings that were shoved deep inside his mind.

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The work he had done felt different than before. Tom had a natural predisposition for potions, but the process itself had always involved him calculating and following instructions. Now, however, it was as if everything was different. And the potion was different as well. Tom could see that it was fresher and more pure than any of his previous potions. Riddle grinned to himself, thinking he'd been tricked. More likely, though, he was just afraid to admit that it was perfect.

This was confirmed to him by Slughorn, who checked the students' work at the end of class. He had always expected a lot from Tom, but he was surprised at the amazing result he had achieved when paired with another student. The professor confirmed that his decision to pair up two talented kids was the right one, feeling the good result even more to his own credit.

Thus, Sashimj, who had been working alone all this time, became interested in working with a new partner, especially a Slytherin. Meanwhile, Tom became interested in Sashimj, a boy who seemed to have shown him a type of magic completely unknown to him before.

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THANK YOU FOR READING!!! btw, that's how sashimj looks like in detail, plus some info about him!

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sorry seb, no "good boy" for you!😂

original by @sweepswoop_ on twitter!

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⚠️raw meat/blood⚠️

vampire au tomarry, but the vampire is harry🧛‍♂️🤭

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