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seollem-tm · 1 year ago
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“Let you go? Why would I ever do that?” he murmured more to himself than anything.
He slipped off the bracelet she’d given him just the evening before and slid it down easily over her hand. She watched him incredulously the entire time, wincing when he firmly tugged the string to tighten it around her wrist.
“What are you-” she began, but he shook his head, and her lips clamped shut.
“You’re not resigning, or going anywhere, for that matter,” he continued, running his thumb over the beads. It felt more right than when it was on him.
LORDVOLDEMORT.
“You’re staying right here.”
Hermione looked up at him in surprise, and Tom watched, mesmerized, as the stray droplets of tears that had been clinging to her thick eyelashes converged into one on her freckled cheek before sliding down the side of her nose. It finally came to rest on her trembling lips, and Tom felt a spark of inspiration.
Or, rather, a sudden lapse of his normally iron-clad self-control.
From Infinite Spin, Chapter 9: Bend & Break
(Art commissioned from @chrisfroot. Absolutely perfect portrayal of this scene, I highly recommend this artist for commissions!!!)
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elssiie · 1 year ago
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Crack ships are my kryptonite ( esp when they involve murderous sociopaths & morally gray characters) ---> follow my insta accounts for more fanart and enemies to lovers indulging: elssiie.art and eleverieart
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hogwarts-riddle · 2 years ago
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Art made by Drinova for my Tomione fanfiction 'Eternalism'.
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peppershark · 18 days ago
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Everyone drool over @garfunkelworld's gorgeous depiction of Abraxas Malfoy. His lips are so perfect I can't stop looking at them.
Thank you, G, for feeding the Tomione fandom.
abraxas malfoy ||| blood & gold ||| obsidianpen
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"Abraxas Malfoy," Riddle said quietly. His lips curved into a small smile. “You’ve been awfully quiet tonight… but you’ve been awfully quiet for some time now, haven’t you?"
pt. 3 of my blood & gold portrait series for @obsidianpen
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ivmaruva · 9 months ago
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Paranormal Romance, yeah I’m into this.
You can interpret it as you like.
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akanothere · 4 months ago
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Lab technician X Werewolf
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koshlis · 3 months ago
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My Boosty
Telegram
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lepra-art · 2 months ago
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Tom and Hermione
Art commission for ff „Tempus Viatorum" by jenbjo98
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onyxmagica · 10 months ago
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"Of course you'd be out here hiding with the books Granger." Hermione scowls at him. . . . HNY! LOW and behold, a sparkly green slytherin dress. AND as i have neglected Tumblr i'll be posting my other piece here first too! Instagram just seems easier sometimes but i feel much freer to talk rubbish on here ;)
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gracekiins · 1 year ago
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some of my fav tropes from a couple of tomione fics i'd read... esp. tom being two-faced looool isn't he a joy
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piquanteye · 1 month ago
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Fan art for this scene in the AMAZING Tomione fic Verso by virennia (@devdevlin)
The visitor's entrance wasn't a very far walk, and when it was their turn to hop in and Tom stepped into the small phone booth with her, Hermione pinched herself.
Only in her dreams had she ever been so close to him, close enough to see his individual eyelashes, to count the moles on his neck, and in the enclosed space, he smelled... crisp, like freshly cleaned linen. Just the way the potions classroom had smelled the year before.
Hermione starts off in this fic absolutely SMITTEN. She is a schoolgirl with a CRUSH. Does she find out the truth? (she may)
Let's be honest, Hermione is all of us when it comes to Tom except... we know all about him LOL
Thanks to Dev for writing this fic and also she was involved in this whole process - she is an absolute darl for putting up with me
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glasgowtunararebit · 6 months ago
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Ruined lil’ dolly
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For @ginnyruin based on the siren arc of her amazing fic altered state ! I haven’t done a full rendered piece in fuckin forever, so hope this one is ok :,)
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garfunkelworld · 4 months ago
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hermione ||| blood & gold ||| obsidianpen
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"She was a riddle…The girl—Hermione—if that was her name… If that was even her name […] She was elegant until she wasn’t. She was egotistical and vain until something slipped. She was a well-dressed, perfectly manicured, pureblooded witch… but she wasn’t always. She was a riddle, an incredibly convoluted one. But Lord Voldemort was not worried… Riddles… He knew precisely how to deal with those."
for jamie @obsidianpen <3 read blood & gold here
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ivmaruva · 9 months ago
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“Blood and Gold” by ObsidianPen
I’m clearly obsessed with it so I had to create some art to show some love!
This is a long Tomione wip and if you’re into the ultimate ETL vibes this is an excellent read!
You can read it HERE
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seollem-tm · 1 year ago
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OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is incredible thank you so much!!!!!!!!
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Finished reading Infinite Spin and totally in love ahhhhh 90s AU ahhhhhhh
Infinite Spin by @seollem-tm
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charmoly-pi · 1 year ago
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peripeteia ~ chapter nine ・❥・
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Tom had considered several means to achieving his rightful place in the wizarding world, and it was utterly vexing that none had yet come to fruition. He had read somewhere that patience was a virtue, but whoever came up with that insipid saying had evidently never had the enlightening experience of being stuck in a liminal space for fifty years. He had been rather interested in a ritual that allowed one to raise an army of the dead, but after learning that the other Voldemort had already utilised it, scratched it from his list. Tom was not, and never would be, a copycat. Imitation, inspiration, pastiche, whatever one wanted to call it, they all amounted to indications of a simpleton in Tom’s mind. He would do it first or he simply wouldn’t do it at all. In hindsight, it was no wonder that the matrons at Wool’s labelled him a stubborn, insolent boy.
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