#tom riddle im sorry

[patrophthia]

love again | tom riddle

pairing: tom riddle × reader

genre: fluff, mutual pining (but they don’t know it) OOC tom, cheesy tooth rooting dialogues, not beta read we die like harry’s parents

wc: 1.9k

this is a request ! thank you for sending this in anon!!

tags: @tr4ppola

Tom is going through a tough time. Apparently, what he thought he knew about himself turned out to be false. He thought he couldn't love seeing as he was conceived under a love potion. But if that was true, then why does he feel like he's in trouble every time he sees you?

He was used to it by now, girls swooning whenever he smiled at them or offered the smallest of compliments like "you look nice today" or anything along that line, he knew that this course of action would —without fail— benefit him in the end.

So imagine his surprise when he told you he liked your new hair-do just so he could grab the last copy of a book he needed in the library and all you did was roll your eyes and walked away with the book he needed in your hands.

Is this how things were supposed to be? Was it possible that his charms did not work on you? Or did he actually not have charm whatsoever and everyone else had been lying to him to make him feel about himself.

Had everyone been pitying him by pretending as if they were charmed by him?

No, no, no.

This makes no sense, why is the one person who wasn't affected by his charms making him question himself on something he was sure of just minutes prior? And why is he (as much as he doesn't want to admit it) so attracted to you for it?

He needs to know more about you. So, for research purposes, he decided that it was best for him to talk to you. And to do so, he needs to actually approach you.

Standing by your desk, he mentally curses at himself once he noticed that his hand was trembling. Why was his hand trembling? He'd flirted with girls before, this was just a talk, it shouldn't be as nerve wracking as it is. He can do this.

He calls out your last name and you were quick to look up at him with a curious expression, "what?" You say, not in the kindness manner but he doesn't mind it. Somehow he doesn't seem to mind anything you do as long as your attention were on him.

"Can I sit here?"

You turn your head towards the seat beside the Professor's desk, the table empty as ever. "What's wrong with your usual seat?"

"I wanted to change it up a bit," he answers, moving to sit beside you without much of an answer from you. He wasn't dumb, he knew that the rest of the class were looking in between the two of you. So with false politeness, he adds, "can I?"

You purse your lips. "I don't see why not." Your next action happens in a blink of an eye, you getting up and gathering your stuff as quickly as you could. "I guess, I'll find somewhere else to sit then."

Tom feels, and must've looked, stupid. And somehow, he couldn't have cared less, standing up as he followed you like a pet waiting for its owner's command.

You took a seat at his usual table and it wasn't long for him to be at your side. And when you snickered, Tom doesn't let it affect him. But what he does let affect him though, was the small smile that tugged at the corner of your lips.

You'd like to think that Tom Riddle was annoying and unlikable. You'd like to think that he was irritating and lacked 'game' in every sense possible. You'd like to think that he wasn't as smart as you, nor was he half as good looking as he was. But it is what you'd like to think; what you actually thought of him though, was that he was handsome, smart, and charming. 

And that bothers you more than it should.

But he doesn't need to know that. And if anything he needs someone to keep his ego in check, and you were more than willing to be the one to do so despite him actually having an effect on you as well.

You didn't notice it at first, but a look in Tom's eyes showed that he was just as curious with you as you were with him.

You were on a Hogsmeade trip, one where your friends insisted that you go on but ditched you twenty minutes in for her boyfriend. And Tom was the first person to see you walking around alone.

He decides then to take you out for gelato seeing as it was summer after all —whether it was a date or not, it was not specified and you weren't going to read between the lines any time soon.

"Did you want a bite?" He asks.

"What?" You murmur, looking up from your own cone and at him. "What are you talking about?"

"If you wanted to try mine all you had to do was ask." Maybe you did, maybe you didn't. The two of you did order separate flavours and it'll be nice to try his as well.

Your brows knit together. "I'm more concerned about how you're so comfortable with exchanging germs when we haven't even held hands yet."

"Do you want to hold my hand?" He has to physically hold back a giggle, a teenage boy does not giggle, and Tom Riddle certainly does not giggle.

"That's not what I said dumbass." And he takes that pet name with a grain of salt.

He moves from that topic then, tilting his cone to your side. "Do you want it or do you not, idiot?"

It doesn't take a genius to figure out why he suddenly finds it in his best interest to always be near you. He had feelings for you (or at least you think he does) and it's a relief to know that he's also going through the same sets of emotion as you are.

What was the set of emotions exactly? You didn't know, all you knew was that you've accepted that you had feelings for one another by the end of it. Your behaviour towards Tom still hasn't changed, you still think he's irritating, or at least that's how he sees it. You still deny his advances, you still roll your eyes at his compliments, you still call him stupid pet names, and yet he still likes you. And he thinks that that's worrying.

Somehow, along the lines of seeking you in an attempt to study you, he began to enjoy your company, and to miss it when you aren't there. He's grown soft on you and it was starting to piss him off.

Just last week he was thinking of ways to improve the wizarding world for the better, he'd thought up of a following in which they'd do his deeds for him, he'd thought up of how much better the wizarding world would be if there happened to be no muggle born and had never, for once in his life, cared about another person's feeling.

And now, as stupid as it sounds, all he could think about was you. Cheesy, he knows. Is it weird that he wanted you to be by his side during his whole plan to rule the wizarding world? Not that he thinks you'd be very supportive of it. But, even if you weren't supportive of it, he'll change his way for your approval. That's weird right?

Is it weird that he wants you to be his first and last and he hasn't even asked you out? Probably.

You were upset today, with what he didn't know. And he'd be lying if he said he didn't think of using legilimency on you, but he also knew that you'd think of it as an invasion of privacy. So he'll wait for you to tell him why you were upset instead —no matter how unlikely it is for you to do so considering your attitude when it comes to him.

"Stop staring at me." He didn't think you'd notice seeing as you were looking straight at the board, but he turned away from you regardless. "It's weird."

You turn to look at him once and he can't help but turn to look back at you, once, twice. "Are you okay?"

You turn back to the board. "Now you're acting even weirder." He could see your eyebrow raise in exaggeration with your words. "Since when did you care about how someone else feels?"

He thinks back, no, this isn't the first time he'd ask someone if they were okay. It was out of genuine curiosity this time though, all the other times were just a facade he put up to seem kinder and more lovable.

He doesn't answer your question, "I asked you first."

You turn to him again, this time your eyes lingering on him a lot longer. "Are you going to answer my question when I answer yours?"

"Yes." He nods slowly, trying to calm himself down, why is it that he gets nervous every time you look at him? This isn't like him at all. "Only if you answered truthfully."

"Okay," you say slowly, thinking to yourself, it's not like he can actually tell if you're lying to him or not. "I'm fine, just woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

That's what made you upset? Something so trivial? He can't believe that he has feelings for someone who was upset over something so little when there were bigger things to care about. And yet, this stupid little infatuation doesn't budge one bit.

"Now your turn," you add.

"I started caring when I realised I had feelings for you." There's no point in beating around the bush, right? "Is that what you wanted?"

Your bottom lip is caught between your teeth, the corner of it curving upwards as you try to hide your smile. "Not exactly."

"Well what did you want then?"

"An actual explanation on when you started caring about others feelings." You're going to be the death of him. "And as for the feelings thing, I wanted you to ask me out properly."

He looks at the board distractedly, "how am I supposed to do that exactly?"

He wasn't very good at this love thing. Not that this even was love. He wasn't good with this feelings thing is a better way to phrase it. He wasn't good with this feelings thing and he hopes that you'd guide him through it.

"I dunno," You hum loudly in thought, if you were to be any louder than he'd think that you were mocking him. "How about 'Hey, I like you, want to go out sometimes, on a date?'?"

"Hey, I like you. Let's go out on a date." Okay, maybe creativity isn't his best trait. Nor were subtleties it seems. "Is that good enough for you?"

"Try it again," you tell him, no longer caring about the class. "But less snarky, and lose that attitude."

Tom rolls his eyes but does lose any of his 'previous' attitude nonetheless; his voice is soft now, harming just like he always was (not that you'd tell him this). "Would you like to go on a date?"

"Sure." You don't know just how many buttons Tom has (you'd have to find it out later on your date) but for now you'll try to push every one of it. "Just don't fall in love with me by the end of it."

And again, as cheesy as it may sound, Tom mentally smacks you and him in the face. Your warnings were a little too late. You were now his first, and he will be sure that you'd be his last.

— from bee: i normally write super OOC tom but this is a totally different character i’m sorry TT,, he’d a cutie nonetheless!!

[mauveberries]

if tom riddle wasn't lord voldemort and just some rando student 3 years above harry at hogwarts... harry would be SO down bad it would genuinely be EMBARRASSING.

like... you cannot tell me that harry james potter, who still describes tom as handsome after learning that he eventually becomes the man who killed his parents, wouldn't try so hard to get tom's attention.

and harry'd be so taken with the way tom is so nice to everyone all the time...*cough* cedric *cough* and he'd be obsessed with the way tom is so smart (smarter than hermione) minus the nagging and self-righteousness, which just makes tom even more likeable.

harry would be so satisfied when tom seems to dislike draco, too. but he'd be jealous of the attention tom seems to give the blacks and lestranges.*

and even though harry can't speak to snakes he'd be smitten with the way tom does. LIKEEE

if anyone is grovelling and pining in tomarry, it's harry, who is just horrendously down bad, like you are not convincing anyone otherwise.

*: assuming in a world without voldemort, rodolphus, regulus and sirius have children

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

Tomarry AU where Tom HATES this book he read because his favourite character dies a miserable death. So what if his favorite character was a no-named side villain? Why does it matter that he only had like seven lines (seven is Tom's favourite number anyways)? He was still gorgeous, smart and strong and beautiful — and it doesn't matter that others think he isn't all that because they would never know him— understand him like TOM DOES.

An AU where Tom has a healthy obsession with a character named Harry Potter, a no named baron's son who was the first to go against the king (MC's father, and the mc who is incidentally known as Draco Malfoy, ahem anyways); he tries to “poison” him. But he gets caught or to be more precise he ends up sacrificing himself for the common girl Hermione Granger (the female lead, I'm sorry guys but imagine the fucking drama.) who gets blamed for his transgressions.

But that is not why Tom falls for this weak villain, no — it's because he respects how this no-named orphan became a baron on his own two feet without anyone being there for him especially in a world where old money and title is everything— and he hates how he had to give his life for the MC to notice the female lead? (Harry is better looking and smarter than her anyways — Tom, in an online forum perhaps.)

Anyways, now imagine Tom dying (he hated it so yes he ends up looking for immorality anyways.) and waking up in the world he hated. Now imagine, Tom Riddle, waking up in the body of a Duke who wasn't even given a name in the novel. (He would know because he has a photographic memory, ok? It's totally not because he read it more than 14 times) and then saying fuck it and owning it.

Just think, Tom taking over the world slowly with his worldly knowledge while trying to keep Harry alive because even though he was right about Harry being smart; the guy treats his life like Draco treats his money - you get the idea.

[vyrid]

imagine that there was no BWL and Harry grew up in an orphanage and Voldemort discovers him doing dark magic in one of the empty Hogwarts classrooms because he wants his crush to like him back and Voldemort is so impressed by his ability of doing dark magic so he decides to mentor him in the arts to mold him into the perfect image of himself and overtime as they learn and grow together they begin to have feelings but are unsure of committing but then Voldemort decides to ask Harry out after a battle and he has flowers back in his office but during the battle somebody stabs Harry in the back and he dies and Voldemort regrets never confessing his love for him sooner

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

voldemort had a crush on sirius and when sirius didn't join him & joined his ex-crush's party instead he got mad and took his brother who he didn't even gaf about

[princeisolde]

Jkr I’m gonna fetishize your villain forever as a method of protest against you.

[julezo]

sick and tired of charactwrs having flaws. weak shit. you’re god now.

[ahru0226]

Harry Potter and

the Chamber of Secrets.

[longdaytogo]

Hi! Could you explain Tom and Abraxas relationship? I'm so interested in knowing since you said he choose Draco bc he looks like A. Thanks!!!

oh you have no idea how excited I am to answer this!! 😭 fair warning this is all my headcannon so take it with a grain of salt.

let's start off with a young tom riddle. we know his back story blah blah but upon arriving at hogwarts he was definitely confused right? perhaps even bullied at first for being a suspected muggleborn except he wouldn't know the difference since it's his first introduction to the wizarding world. this is where abraxas comes in.

abraxas malfoy–pureblood, popular, rich, and subtly haughty sees a potential servant (?) /friend in tom riddle. the boy is pretty to look at and if taught the right things, could be a useful asset and minion. he befriends tom and introduces him to wizarding society, teaching him the hierarchical rules, traditions, and the prestige being a pureblood brings. he tells him the inferiority of muggles and muggleborns and how they are destroying wizarding culture and are a stain to society. tom, who already has a bad experience with muggles, agrees with all this and soaks it all in immediately.

quickly adapting to all he has learned from his mentor, their relationship changes at some point with tom taking the lead and abraxas becoming the follower instead. tom's skills in manipulation shines through and suddenly, he has an entire posse following behind him, preaching what abraxas taught him. abraxas, ever the naive, sheltered pureblood, doesn't realize the tides have changed until it's too late but doesn't mind it as he's now willing to follow behind the boy he once thought worthy of being his lackey. his admirations to young tom riddle borderline on near feverish idolization to the point where he is willing to risk it all for just one word of approval from tom, similar to other death eaters.

tom's incapability to love prevents him from being able to see anyone as an equal, them merely being pawns for him to use and beneath his standing. however, this is different when it comes to abraxas. he thinks of abraxas as a coddled naive fool who was undeservingly served a golden spoon from birth but is somewhat grateful to him for being his first ally at school and a guide to the wizarding world. in a sense, perhaps out of pity or personal amusement, he sees abraxas as his first partner? friend? not on equal standing of course but perhaps as the closest acquaintance he is capable of making in all his lifetime.

later on in their years at hogwarts, abraxas's need to solidify his position as tom's closest companion, confidant, and perhaps his own growing obsession, pushes him to evolve their platonic relationship into one of the sexual kind. this lasts for as long as it does until abraxas is ordered by his family to get married and have an heir. tom encourages this as an heir means more followers for his cause, resulting in abraxas's hasty marriage and the consequent birth of lucius malfoy. throughout it all, a now grown abraxas continues to expend all his efforts to aid tom's mission to the best of his capabilities before his abrupt death by a case of dragon pox before reaching the age of 30. tom is reasonably upset by this for a while but doesn't mull over it for too long as he believes himself to be the kind that never cared.

as lucius malfoy grows and becomes servant to the dark lord, tom sees subtle similarities between the young man and his once closest friend but it's nothing shocking or worth acting upon as their differences are far greater than their similarities. where lucius is an odious character with cruel tendencies, a slimy character and is obnoxiously vain, abraxas was naive yet charming with a boastful appearance accompanied by his noble arrogance that was pleasing at times. abraxas was capable of cruelty to please while lucius did the same out of fear instead. this didn't interest tom in the slightest and he turned a blind eye to the first generation after abraxas.

after the situation with baby harry and his own revival, tom, now voldemort, spends his days in the malfoy residence where he happens upon draco. he is mildly shocked by the surprising resemblance draco has of abraxas and as a skilled legilimens, he goes through teenage draco's mind and sees the romantic obsession the young malfoy has for harry potter. this reminds him once again of abraxas's own feelings towards himself and this is where his interest starts. suddenly he finds himself glancing for prolonged times at draco, soaking up the remnants of abraxas he is able to find and comes to the realization he has missed his deceased friend more than he has let on. he will never again have a companion so loyal, so pretty, so willing to die for him and what better way to honour that sort of bond than putting a piece of himself inside abraxas's living descendant. this is further fueled by the images he sees of harry's own memories through their connection and the oblivious but budding feelings harry holds for draco. he makes up his mind then to turn draco into his final and most prized horcrux, one he knows to be made in honour of his most cherished pet and the one piece of himself harry would never be able to kill.

or as I like to call it: draco is now a horcrux I guess 🤷‍♀️

[s-sweetmarie]

I had a dream last night and had to wake up and do the strangest manip I've ever done. Lord and behold: My dream-induced Harry James Potter fancast.

You're welcome I guess?

[cherryberrytree]

Just sitting here thinking about Harry James Potter and how much these songs remind me of him:

These remind me of Ron & Harry [when they fought]:

[mauveberries]

no thoughts, just cat animagus voldemort. 💕💕

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

Tomarry/Harrymort will always have the type of sexual tension that no matter what the main ship is; they will always steal the show.

[tomriddlesmustydiary]

[cmlmrbl]

Tom and Harry

enough

[taetaekimmi]

I drew this small scene from @metalomagnetic fic Canis Major. It's a very rough sketch without propern lining&coloring and my skills are just not there, but I simply couldn't resist the urge. I end up falling in love with literally every character they write, and old Sirius is just... Ugh, so horrible, but so alluring.

"It was the infamous Sirius Black. A tall man, with wide shoulders, long black hair hanging around his face, deep circles under his too intense eyes, mouth twisted in a snarl. Orion walked behind him, his gaze fixed on his older relative.

Voldemort watched them, hidden by a pillar. Orion never seemed small; he carried himself with such arrogance and pride, his head held so high he seemed a foot taller than he was. Yet right then, Orion looked small, trailing after his grandfather, quietly, as Voldemort observed them disappear up the stairwell leading to the Headmaster's chambers. 

They left Dippet’s office not even a quarter of an hour after they entered it.

As soon as they emerged from it, the gargoyles closing the door behind them, old Black slapped Orion, the noise echoing down the hallway.

“Next time you pull something like this, do it on a weekday, you fool! If I’m woken up again at this ungodly hour on your account on a Sunday, you will be very sorry for it.”

“Yes, Grandfather,” Orion answers, in that unfazed tone of his.

The old man narrows his eyes. “What was it about, anyway? How did he provoke your ire?”

A second worth of silence. “He tried stealing from me.”

Orion gets hit again, harder this time. The heavy family ring rips the skin at the corner of his left eye, and that pure blood of theirs makes an appearance.

“Then why does he still have hands?” the old man hisses, enraged. “If someone attempts to take what is yours, you cut off their hands, boy!”

He slaps Orion again, just as harshly. 

“Yes, Grandfather.” Orion doesn't take his eyes off his grandfather, doesn't wipe away the blood running down his cheek, his hands held behind his back. 

Sirius Blacks huffs in displeasure, before turning on his heels and marching down the hallway. “Weakling,” he mutters."

I couldn't decide whether to give Sirius beard or not, mostly because I can't draw facial hair for the life of me, but also cuz it ended up hiding his sneer wrinkles 😆

Here is a beard version