#now calling ☎...... ╚ Tom Riddle ╗

[rxsilabeth--er]

What about Tom Riddle, who just lingers in corners and watchea through shadows and reader who likes to sneak up on him?

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Hello? Yes, thank you for the request! More of a drabble now, I suppose, but it's still so cute!! Okay bye-bye!!

Tom dating someone like you, says a bit about his fucked up life. Okay, leaving that, I'm just imagining him standing there in the dark reading a book and out of nowhere a little squirrel climbs up on him making him scream like a girl and fall over while Abraxas tries to stifle his laughter because it's you...you.

He gets constant heart attacks from you because he never knows where you're going to sneak up and jump on him from,

but he adores your nonetheless, even though he got his first white hair at 11. And it only got worse from his first meeting with you.

I imagine you both met when he was sitting in a train compartment, and you popped out of a bag and sat down like nothing was wrong.

, and he was ready to jab his wand in your eye?? Because wtf?? Huh??? Poor boy was so scared and confused, his inner voldy died in that moment for a good few hours.

He is now equipped with her safety hazards which are his hands so he catches you when he can, which is half of the times you sneak up on him, poor thing is scared to death by it.

He cannot count how many white hair he finds a day after you sneak up on him... He's gonna turn 50 by the time he's out of hogwarts, poor thing..Don't get me started on the way you hide in shadows

Imagine him freaking out because he saw your beady eyes staring at him while he's working with his basilisk..

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ftm tom riddle x male reader. reader eats him out like his life depends on it and tom can’t help but feel needy and fuck into his face like a desperate slut begging for release.

Eating out, cum denial aka edging, slapping (slightly), nipple play? I don't know bro, smut is so embarrassing to write sometimes...Slightly OCC??

"You're-u're-Fuck.... extre-Ngh...extremely luc-lucky...!" He whined, as if he wasn't the one to shove his cunt more in your face.It was a wonder how he ended up below you rather than above you.

maybe it the fact that after a fight his school work was depleting and so he was doing what it took to be perfect again. And it started with you, as he huffed.

Your tongue gently prodding his puffy clit and gently sucking on it, as you shoved your fingers in and out gently in his folds, his cunt drooling on your face, just like you were..your drool slobbering down your chin, as he pulled on your hair gently...

"Fuck! Ah, no...wait...fuck.." he whined, almost as if trying to get away while you simply drooled on his cunt, eating him out gently, while also gently fingering him but roughly rubbing his clit, making him whine in pain and pleasure, as his thighs kept trying to close around your ears.

"Behave." a simple order from you made The damn Tom Marvolo Riddle stop his twitching thighs to shove you deeper almost, as he kept grinding on your face as she held his hips down to stop him from moving, a muffiliato stopping his dorm-mates from entering,

Your fingers rubbed gently eights and raggedy circles on his clit roughly, pressing down with just the right pressure, as he pulled on your hair but tried to behave so you wouldn't stop,

his whine and angry moans becoming high-pitched as he fell back on his pillows, his back arching as he pulled a pillow to shove his face into- Just as you pulled away, stopping his orgasm, "NO!" he hissed angrily, as you simply shrugged, moving from the foot of his bed to stay crouched on the balls of your foot, your shirt off, as he huffed..

his face burning, as he gently pulled your hair as he complained about you stopping right when he was getting there and how you're ungrateful, you weren't sure, you weren't listening to him right now, before you simply pushed him back, holding him by his throat and pressing down roughly,

"Listen, hide your face again or misbehave, I'm leaving you right here." you simply said, as he glared up at you, before scoffing, "Fine." he huffed as your fingers gently stroked his cunt before moving up his stomach, making his breath hitch as he leaned his head back.

One hand on his chest, the other moving inside his cunt to finger him, while the thumb rubbed irregular circles on his wet clit. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t appeal to you; head swimming with the image of him as a sobbing, gushing little mess that can’t stop creaming nice and hard onto your hand, but god was he a brat, you found it cute sometimes though.

Your fingers gently pinching, pulling and tweaking his nipples as he continued to writhe under you, twitchy..his body covered in a sheen of sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead and suffocating warmth filling the dorms, as your fingers began going rougher,

plunging in and out with the sloshy on his cunt around your middle and ring finger, the ring you wore on your ring attending a cold spot to his cunt over the hotness as even the ring was covered with his juices, as you bent down a bit down the foot of the bed and gently started eating him out again as he sighed in almost relief.

You plunges your fingers deeper and deeper and then back out, hitting the bundle of nerves which was making him almost freeze on shock and pleasure, "'stoomuch-!...NO...Ah-Fu-No..! Gentle, pl-please! Sir..Hn, mm..Fuck!"

The knot in his stomach tightening, as the cold ring mixed in with the warmth, hitting his nerves as you pushes your fingers into something that makes him cry out. Something too wet and deep and warm and he just keeps hitting it, you weren't slowing down- Whywon't youslowdown!?

He protests against it, actually trying to misbehave so you stop, but he can't do it, even as his thighs close around your head, you slap his thighs gently to push them away, but he's close?!..but it's feeling weird, fuck!!..!

and then he reach it - his whole body trembling while he thrash against you, as you hold his hips down gently, as you look up with a wet face, as his head fell back on his pillows, his face covered in tears..as he squirted on your face with the loudest mix of a cry and whine, as you smirked up as he fell back...almost going unconscious,

“Y'did such a good job, baby. Congratulations on finally being a good boy.”

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let's inagurate this blog with a good note shall we? >:3

Hear me out- on the line of the bullying Tom Riddle agenda Tom's boggart in DADA class is actually the reader about to ruin his whole career because that would be hilarious

☎ Now Calling......Author: "Hello? Hai, yes, thank you for requesting this Hazel, I will surely not disappoint you and hopefully you enjoy reading this, I love bullying Tom as well! Okay, talk to you later! Bye!!"

☎ Now Calling......Synopsis: "Hello! Hai..okay!!...Hmmm....Tom, the prince of Slytherin and feared and admired by many of his fellow peers and students at Hogwarts....find out his worst fear at Defense Against the Dark Arts call with a boggart...but..one second! Why is there a Hufflepuff tie being shown in the human figure of the boggart???"

☎ Now Calling......Warnings: "...nothing...other than Tom Riddle himself as a whole! Anyways....crack..kind of fluff???? Don't know..Bye!! I'm not a funny person!! I know, sorry! I tried my best..."

Scarily Cute Boggart...

Tom didn't really want to move to class, but he still did...He was the Head boy! Of-course he would!!....and because he didn't want you to bully him into doing it... as he sat down Tom was also trying his HARDEST to not put the cruciatus curse on his classmate as he scribbled something in his diary..Waiting for the professor to come as it was their practical...Abraxas beside him gossiping about something...to which Tom definitely wasn't paying attention to..

Finally the professor entered the room, pulling a large rack behind him which seemed to shake and move, making everyone curious...Tom closed his diary and walked ahead to understand things..

"....Good morning! So...today's topic is...can you guess it???" of-course no student could, "..Okay..so in this shoe rack....we have a boggart!" The students then all murmured a bit worriedly, as the closet gave a huge jolt

"Can anyone tell me what a boggart is???" of-course Tom's hand stood up before a few others, "..Boggart is a creature which lives in dark spaces and takes the form of whatever a person fears most."

"..Good job Riddle! 5 points to Slytherin!" the professor said as he explained the boggart's personality, habitat, living conditions, etc. before finally explaining how to repel a boggart.

"Riddikulus!"

"Riddikulus!!" the students repeated even Tom did, he was starting to feel a bad vibe coming from the cupboard and he didn't know how to explain it but he felt as though he would forever be embarrassed after this class...

"..Alright, now Riddle!! Do come forward boy!" the professor said as Tom stepped ahead brushing his worries aside, he can't have that! As the professor held his shoulder and pointed his wand at the rack door,

"..Alright, now..1...2...3" the professor did a spell as the rack knob moved and it flew open, the rack was dark inside and nothing could be seen, but a crouched figure of a person was seen, they straightened their back though still crouched and the sunlight hit their shirt....

a Hufflepuff tie...

A Hufflepuff tie...Tom....the heir of Slytherin, the head boy....Tom Riddle...was scared of a Hufflepuff!? That sounds like the biggest joke anyone has heard...or seen in this case...

Tom on the other hand stood there frozen..His cheeks red and his angrily glaring at the boggart...his wand pointed at the boggart who was now slowly moving forward, the sunshine now fell on it's Hufflepuff tie and mischievous grin...

"..Oh Tommy~ " a similar voice said in a teasing voice..it wasn't even cruel....but instead endearing in a way?

Don't know, but Tom began to shake in either fear or anger and pointed his wand at the boggart...who was still hidden in the shadow, only it's grin and tie showing..

"...Ri...Riddi..Riddkulus!!"...TOM RIDDLE STUTTERED?! and suddenly the boggart was switched into a tiny jack-in-the-box...

"..Good....good job... Good job Tom! fifty points to Slytherin!" the professor said forcing the boggart in as he patted Tom's shoulder..Tom was still frozen turned around and walked away embarrassed for life as Abraxas followed him with a grin asking, "..So...Tommy? What was that???" Abraxas's grin dropped from his lips when Tom glared at...Abraxas left and Tom moved to Slytherin dormitory. Tom walked up the stairs to his dorm to find you already sitting there grinning at a couldron mixed with some type of potions...

Oh god...everyone knew the boggart...and maybe they understand why you were his boggart...if they have experienced your words..even though you're a Hufflepuff....

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