#Tom riddle x Harry Potter
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teodora156 · 3 days ago
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[mafia AU]
At Christmas, Harry received the most unforgettable gift he could remember. For saving two mafia family soldiers, Nott and Rosier, Harry was honored to be invited to Tom Riddle's estate for a Christmas dinner there. As a child from the streets, he felt out of place among the cream of society there, but for a brief moment he was intoxicated by all the luxury that surrounded him on that magical night.
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noxxytocin · 15 hours ago
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‘𝙄𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙪𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙩, 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨.’
𝙃𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝘽𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙏𝙤𝙢.
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faithsoneluv · 3 months ago
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i don't think people understand how hard it is not to ship tomarry / harrymort because what do you mean they're borderline canonically soulmates. what do you mean they're PROPHESIED to each other. what do you mean they're literal parallels, had the same childhood circumstances but turned out the exact opposite. what do you mean harry's the embodiment of the light side and tom's the embodiment of the dark even though they're so, so similar. what do you mean they both have common names even though they themselves are anything but common. what do you mean they have uncountable amount of bible references that apply strictly to them, what do you mean harry makes sure to mention tom's the handsomest in the room whenever he sees him and apparently likes their connection. what do you mean their wands share the core of the same phoenix and therefore literally can't kill each other even if they wanted to. what do you mean harry wanted to give him another chance despite everything he's done, what do you mean tom offered him his hand, what do you mean harry killed tom at the same age except the order of the numbers is reversed. what do you mean harry's eyes are the same colour as tom's favourite unforgivable (avada) AND the colour of his house, what do you mean TOM'S eyes are the colour of harry's favourite defence spell (expelliarmus) and the colour of his house. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY ARE EACH OTHER'S OTHER HALF. WHAT DO YOU MEAN HARRY IS LITERALLY TOM'S SOUL??? 😭
NOT TO MENTION THESE THINGS AREN'T EVEN FANON LIKE...? lmk if i missed something though.
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webbluvrsugar · 4 months ago
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teaching Tom Riddle how to love.
cw: fluff with smut
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He has you pinned on his bedsheets, you’ve sneaked away to his chambers just to do this, it’s not like you’ve been dating, but you’ve been hanging around — and fucking — each other for a while now, and for Tom, that’s a really big deal.
He’s been fucking you the way he wishes the past times, hard, rough, with your head flush against the pillow, ramming into you without any sorts of feelings, without attaching himself, it’s nice, pleasurable, but he’s been doing it for himself.
He’s inside you already, cock stretching you out as he stays still, his head leans down to meet your neck, breathing your scent before he kisses your jaw, his lips moving to your ear.
“Tell me how you like it.” His voice is low and it grumbles in your ear, when you can’t answer right away, he gives you a slight thrust.
Your hands goes to his on your hips, slightly pushing him back before taking his hands and placing them over your breasts, his breath itches, he slightly massages the flesh, toying with your nipples as he lets you guide him.
“Slowly…” you mutter, he carefully starts moving his hips in a pace he hasn’t used before, it all feels foreign, somehow more intimate but it still gets you to mewl so he doesn’t complain. “Like that.”
Tom nods, he keeps rolling his hips into you, slow and soft so you can feel exactly every way his cock stretches you out, letting out slow whimpers as he does it.
“Does it feel good?” He asks, another soft whisper in your ear as he makes his thrusts a little more sharp, taking your air out of your lungs and forcing a moan out of you.
“Yes, just… hold me close.” You ask, hands wrapping around his neck to pull him flush to your body, slightly burying your head on your shoulder.
Tom hasn’t felt like this before, like he’s being needed, he also didn’t think that slow, passionate sex would feel so nice when he obviously prefers to do it the hard way.
But you like it.
So he keeps doing it the way you asked him to, leaning into the pleasure your cunt provides as the time passes, and when you’re done and both lazy and mushy next to each other, your head flush to his chest, he lets himself provide that care to you, hesitantly dragging a hand to your hair and brushing it away to see your face, thumb lightly caressing your exposed cheek.
‘It’s not so unpleasant after all’ he thinks.
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wrengaunt · 1 month ago
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- Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. -
Emily Brontë
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butternutt613 · 14 days ago
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Just Tom Marvolo Riddle casually corrupting Harry
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day-dreameratnight · 5 months ago
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Tom: I’m looking for my will to live.
Harry: Then die.
Tom: Oh, there it is ☺️
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rilowizardshaddow · 5 days ago
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Harry: would you still love me if I were a worm?
Tom: No. I don't like worms.
Harry turning his back to Tom: That's fine, I think I also wouldn't love you if you were a worm.
Tom angrily: What do you mean you wouldn't love me if I were a worm?
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notcherub · 8 days ago
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My tomarry exchange gift for @drakenthorn-reblgs 🐍⚡️🎁
Merry Christmas and Happy Yule!🎄🎄🎁🎁💝🎉
@tmrhpgiftexchange
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efrancois · 3 months ago
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did you guys know mlm ships don’t need to consist of a huge macho loud one and a tiny petite shy one? you don’t need to pick one to feminise and infantilise to make up for the lack of straightness. that’s the whole point. they’re not straight. they’re both men.
sometimes it’s GREAT! but it’s not… a requirement.
thanks for coming to my ted talk
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khimeaarts · 3 months ago
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It's been awhile since I've really done good progress for any personal art 😭 I've been too busy with work aaaa anyhow, I wanted a wallpaper for my laptop so my first thought is ofc my otp and I couldn't find one that's HD so... well I hope I finish rendering this 🫠
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Harry: *asleep* *oblivious*
Tom: *internal conflict* *confusion* *feelings are a sign of weakness* *what are you* *you are the bane of my existence* *but someone I can't live without* *my equal* *my soul*
Me: sips drama ☕️
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willow-jellysoup · 4 months ago
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I love how the entire tomarry fandom and our fanfics are just:
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sole-soul-survivor · 6 months ago
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Just some fanart from @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger ‘s fic: draw me after you (let us run) this is from a lovely scene in chapter 8 that I just couldn’t stop thinking about.
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I’ve been wanting to draw art from this fic since I started reading it back in 2020, I’d reread it almost three times back in 2022-2023 but there are new chapters I haven’t read yet so I’m rereading it again lol. Anyways I highly recommend this fic. It’s literally my favorite from the Tomarry tag.
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akanothere · 1 year ago
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Same age doodle (aka me at the back screaming)
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webbluvrsugar · 2 months ago
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WORSHIP ME.
TOM RIDDLE - KINKTOBER 24 — OCT.25TH — M.LIST.
cw: cheating, bondage, dumbification
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“Listen to me.”
His voice rings in a room in a calculated, tone, you stop in your tracks of leaving his dorm, somewhere you shouldn’t be, especially because you have a boyfriend just down the hall on the last Slytherin dorm.
“Why should I listen to you Tom, I told you, this is over, I can’t keep doing this.” You argue back, brows slightly furrowing as you then to look at him and cross your arms.
He grabs your wrist, tugs you closer to him before he takes a step near you.
“You’ll be a fool if you walk out that door thinking you can find someone else better than me.” He mutters, leans even closer, his presence towers over your body.
That’s the thing with Tom, he always find you stupid, idiotic, as if you’re inferior to him, and he always bases his opinions on things you can’t control — like being in hufflepuff, being naive, quiet, he’s insufferable.
“I know your weaknesses, I know how to touch you.” He lets go of your wrist, the same hand moves to cup your chin, roughness in his fingers even if his thumb caresses your cheek. “So when I tell you to get on the bed, you do so immediately,” he points out. “And I don’t care if you have a stupid boyfriend or not, you’ll do it because.. deep down, you want to.”
His words are true. You wish they weren’t but they are, you always find yourself looking for what he’s providing even if you have man of your own, he just can’t give you what you want.
So maybe that’s why you get on the bed.
Maybe that’s why you let him bind your hands back with his own tie without complaining, maybe that’s why you let him mock you so much.
“Don’t be afraid, speak up.” He tugs on the tie harsher, his thrusts are fluid, they go from slow to fast, making you want to release stupid loud moans in the back of your throat.
“Oh, I get it, you’re worried he could listen.” He chuckles, his hand grips down on your waist, marking the flesh. “I don’t know what you see in him.” He scoffs.
“You could let him go, you could have me, worship me.” He laughs, bluntly laughs in your ears as he leans down to whisper.
“But I bet you like it when it’s forbidden, you’re thrilled by it.”
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teodora156 · 18 days ago
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[mafia AU]
1927. In the English city of Leicester, a war is raging between two of the most powerful mafia families in the area. The young and ambitious Tom Riddle, a relatively recent figure in the underworld, but who has already cleaned up and controls most of the underground business of the city, squeezing out territories previously owned by the old but experienced Gellert Grindelwald. At this time, young Harry, who knows nothing about the confrontation, lives in the southwestern district with his godfather Sirius, helping him maintain a modest pub. Until one fatal incident brings a boy from the street and a powerful criminal boss together.
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