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*not-so-serious, not-so-cannon character writing. don’t come at me lol. ooc commercial breaks.
Started: 08/09/2021
Last updated: 01/31/2022
oldest-newest fics (writing improves as you go down haha)
tom riddle
blurbs/fics/imagines
exposing riddle part two
where you expose riddle and his not so tom riddle like hobbies
exposing YOU part two-(hp characters with phones)
where tom has been exposing you long before you have been uncovering his extracurriculars
no texting in the library (+slytherin gang)
where the boys help you initiate conversation with the fine transfer student (hp characters with phones)
now say sorry (+harry potter)
where tom can't say no to you
tom riddle is in the hospital wing (+slytherin gang)
where the boys make an excuse for you to see your crush
back to the future
where you show tom his future if he keeps acting a fool
but those two hate each other (+slytherin gang)
where (y/n)’s besties investigate who she’s been ditching them for (hp characters with phones)
nice try, now move aside malfoy (+slytherin gang)
where you ask the boys to keep tom from seeing you after an anxious moment
abraxas tell you that? (+abraxas malfoy) part dos (+slytherin gang)
where jelly tom still holds affections for you and maybe you do too
kobe!
where rosier is being a chad and tom is not having it
joe mumma
where tom is like ugh fine i’ll help reader out ig 🙄 (+slytherin gang)
got beef?
where calm cool collected husband tom and a son that takes after his mama. lots of face punching in this one.
what a waste of a monologue...
where reader decides to be bold but is surprised with tom being even bolder (+chad rosier)
the hangover
where tom says “story time: kidnapped with my enemy?”
happy christmas tom
where tom is being a lil grinch
diary of a witchy kid
where you end up with tom marvel riddles diary (+slytherin gang)
instant family
where dad tom dad tom dad tom
super spyyyy (short spy/assassin au)
where tom misuses a modern saying
texts (+slytherin gang)
good evening
where you text the cute guy from the book shop
screenshot?
where you send a screenshot to the wrong person
finsta/twitter
comment section (+slytherin gang)
where tom decides to reply to everyone who commented on your ig post
rip that dobby ayyy
where tom is a boomer when it comes to text abbreviations
draco malfoy
blurbs/fics/imagines
smell my shirt
where you make malfoy smell you
my friend hugh
where draco swearsss he can work at a minimum wage job (hp characters with cell phones)
texts (+slytherin boys)
ellen degeneres
where malfoy texts the wrong chat
finsta
comment section
where dracos followers comment on his thirst trap
other
group chats
but first, coffee (+slytherin boys)
where theo shares his morning with the rest of the groupchat
Exposing Riddle
summary: reader is in a silly goofy mood and annoys tom out of bored.
y’all idk what this is, its kind of all over but that’s just how i write, enjoy xx <3
you shut your book close, deciding to to a break from the novel. another love triangle, great. it’s all fun and games until she chooses the wrong person. you were a sucker for romantic stories, but it was cliche times like these where you could see where tom was coming from when he’d roast you and your literature selections.
“more garbage i assume.” he startles you, nearly causing the stack to slip from your hands. a knee goes up to instinctively catch them. but tom is quicker, smoothly removing the books from your hands and continues to walk alongside you.
“oh shut it riddle, not everyone gravitates toward expository text covering musty artifacts.” you retort, trying to hide your blushed cheeks. tom gave a small amused smile at your failure, ironically also trying to hide his reaction.
“yo tom” nose buried in the book resting on his slightly bent knees, he hums.
“tom. tommy. tomothy.” you called out hoping for a more interesting response, only to receive the same thing.
curious, you roll onto your back and sit up on the common room sofa, eyeing him.
crisp, ironed straight uniform, polished shoes, and not a curl out of place. of course. even sitting on the carpeted floor, back against the opposing sofa, he looked so elegant and perfect.
a ball of paper hits his forehead and lands onto the page he was reading. with the most blank expression on his face he looks up at you.
“yes?”
“i’m bored” he sighs patiently and returns to his book.
many wondered how the pair of you became friends. he seemed to not like spending much time with other people besides his slytherin boys, but their relationships felt very business like. on rare occasions you wondered the same thing. perhaps it was second year when you jinxed abraxas when he made a remark on toms uniform that was a bit too large on him. you didn’t know tom, and he didn’t know you, but you and malfoy knew each other. your guys’ beef traced back to toddler years when your mother made you play with him while her and narcissa socialized in the tea room.
“that is quite the problem you have on your hands, (y/l/n).” he turns the page in his book. you groan dramatically and an amused smile hides behind the Sacred 28 History book propped up in his lap.
wait a minute.
your eyes furrow.
He was reading that book last thursday, meaning he should have already finished it two days ago.
“didn’t you read that book already?” you almost missed the way his body froze intensely.
“no.” lies.
you can tell by the way he paused.
you slowly rise to your feet and walk over to him. but tom already knows he’s caught and he accepts his fate. sitting on the couch behind him you read a few lines over his shoulder. unlike tom, you were too distracted to realize how close you guys were at that moment.
“she put on her scuffed Converse…the sound of his loud motorcycle engine…- hey this isn’t Sacred 28!” you jump up nearly knocking your knee to the side of your head. you pull the book from his hands and tap your wand on the cover, revealing it’s true title. you turn your head and look at him with your mouth agape.
in shock you don’t know if you want to laugh or be mad.
“tom, i thought you didn’t like my books” you question, crossing your arms over your chest. he looks up at you like a stubborn teenager getting lectured. a funny sight to see.
“i didnt” he says evenly. you wanted to go on about the subject, but you felt that he was already embarrassed.
“anyway, it’s dinner time let’s go” you change the subject offering a hand to help pull him up, though he didn’t need it.
the walk was silent between you two despite the many voices bouncing off the corridor walls. you break the silence.
“okay but team malek or team maverick?”
tom looks at you curiously. nervousness rose in you. too soon?
merlin knows the typical teenage boy ego, and then some, because it was tom.
“maverick of course.”
back to the future (t.m.r.)
tom stumbled as you harshly pulled him by his robes, basically dragging him down the corridor.
“(y/n), this is completely inappropriate. I have rounds to complete.” he says impatiently, irritated that you pulled him away from his prefect duties. quite literally.
but you were unbothered.
“that should be the least of your concerns riddle. I have something to show you.” the slytherin was taken aback by the sternness in your voice, but that didn't stop him from smirking. “well you should've just said that you wanted-”
“shh! now hold still.” you instruct him. giving your surroundings one more scan, you pull off your house tie. he gives you an odd look.
“trust me,” you say in a much gentler tone. tom is reluctant at first, but eventually stops moving around after seeing the look in your eyes.
“I saw something in the future,” you explain, covering his eyes and tying the fabric behind his head. “and I need to show you, but I don't want you seeing the other things.”
“am I in a febreeze commercial?”
you put the silver chain of the time turner around your neck, and tom gives the smallest flinch when he feels the cold metal of the pair go around his own. you twist the turner and watch the world whirl around you, grabbing the stalky boy’s wrist as he stumbles. you watch the successful parts of riddle’s plan of domination unfold around you. the parts you didn't want him to see.
“what is going on?” he asked loudly over the drafts of wind. before you could respond you recognized the preliminary scenes to Voldemort’s downfall. the battle of Hogwarts. a gust of window pushed your body into tom’s, and he wrapped his arms around you instinctively. holding onto you, the force threw him onto his back.
“are you alright?” he asked, pulling the blindfold off.
“yes,” you responded. the familiar sounds of bricks falling, explosions, and curses being cast by students, parents, faculty, and death eaters alike shred through your ears.
“lets go.” you scramble to your feet and pull the boy up hastily. this was only part of what you wanted to show him.
***
nagini slithered her way beside her master-pale, bald, and noseless. he was a walking version of the snake.
“is that-”
“shh..” you pulled tom lower, behind the pile of grey stones, but he continued to try to get a better look. curiosity killed the cat, but it would not kill the tom or the (y/n), you decided.
"this is going to hurt me more than it will hurt you,” you tell yourself.
“what?” he whispers not tearing his eyes from his future self. you jab riddle in the throat with two fingers, making him choke, allowing you to pull him down with the blindfold around his eyes and place the necklace on him.
tom collapsed on the cold stone floor of 1940′s Hogwarts, gasping for air. you dusted your robes off and took the tie off him, filled with remorse.
“I'm sorry tom, I just wanted-”
“I end up bald?” he looks at you in disbelief. you look at him strangely.
“yes, but you must understand that harry was also an orphan-”
“with no nose...”
“and all the people that die-” you continue.
“and I lack the decency to wear shoes...” he continues to ramble on. you sigh in resignation. he has the spirit, just the wrong idea...
“yes and people also call you moldy voldy”
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but those two hate each other (t.m.r.)
malfoy: i dee heru
nott: what?
malfoy: i seer herj
nott: english malfoy
malfoy: I SAID I SEE HER
incoming call from nott
abraxas huffed in annoyance and accepted the call. he balanced the phone between his shoulder and ear, immediately bringing both hands back to the broom handle.
“yes?!”
“me-oww someone is in a feisty mood.” the blonde rolled his eyes.
“well it’s kind of hard texting while flying 300 feet in the sky!”
“tsk tsk,” nott tutted, “well, what do you see?”
“umm…” malfoy levitated the binoculars to his eyes. “I see (y/n)….and….AND RIDDLE!” he screamed, nearly dropping both devices.
“what?!” not said equally surprised.
“wait is that malfoy?” lestrange sounded from the background. “didn’t i tell you guys to leave (y/n) alone? if she doesn’t want to study with us she doesn’t want to study with us.”
“so sneaking around with tom riddle is better than hanging out with us?”
“what?! those two hate each other—put the phone on speaker.” lestrange instructs.
“are they dueling or fighting, malfoy? because i will hex that curly headed f…”
but abraxas wasn’t listening. he was too intrigued by the sight of tom and his friend being in the same room not trying to tear each other’s heads off.
“they’re talking…civilly…” he says to himself, squinting into the binoculars. (y/n) said something, and tom seemed to disagree, crossing his arms over his chest.
“talking?” nott asked in confusion, snapping the broom flyer out of his trance.
the (h/c) girl turned away, only for riddle to grab your arm and pull you toward him, connecting your guy’s lips.
“OH MY MERLIN THEYRE KISSING!”
“WHAT?!” but there was no time to elaborate.
an odd sound flew past abraxas’ right ear. then it flew the opposite direction past his left ear. it was the sound of flapping.
it was a bat.
“they’re kissing??!!” his friends exclaimed.
“whaa-“ he swerved on his broom, swatting the animal away. his binoculars dropping in the process making him curse.
“abraxas what is happening?” reinhard asked.
“its…it’s…a bat!” he said in between swats.
the two boys on the other end heard the creatures shrieking, and their friend’s too as a matter of fact.
“it’s pecking at me now!” the boy squealed, trying to sneak a squint at the window again only to find them gone.
“it’s probably the pumpkin pasties in your pocket!” nott spoke loudly over the commotion.
“what?!”
“i put them in your pocket in case you got hungry after practice!” he explained, earning a judgmental look from reinhard.
after what seemed like hours of wrestling, malfoy was finally able to retrieve the pastry and throw it like a frisbee, the bat chasing it like an obedient dog.
letting out a sign in relief, which only lasted for a second, his hand slipped forward causing him to lose balance.
caught off guard, abraxas screamed his way down the 300 feet. his friends on the other end hearing his cry get quieter and louder. quieter and louder, as him and the phone fell in and out of sync. the slytherin began to say his final prayers.
“dear merlin, or sky, or constellations, or whatever my grandparents believe in. i’m sorry i put hair dissolve in avery’s shampoo and for being a shitty quidditch player. please let my parents know i-“
by miracle, malfoys body came to a half before his face could meet the earth. his body levitating inches above the ground.
when he looked up to thank his savior, he was met with an expressionless tom holding his wand out and a disappointed (y/n).
“well hello, tom. come here often?” he grinned, before his body hit the ground with a thud.
you usually weren’t one to go through peoples things, especially the possessions of someone as scary and powerful as alexein malfoy. but you had a point to prove, and it was that your fiancee and his father were in fact not scheming against you— a ridiculous thought only tom would come up with.
maybe he was still upset over the forced break up, or maybe he was extremely bitter over the fact that you chose your family’s honor over him, and abraxas malfoy of all people. you didn’t know. but you couldn’t help but to believe in him a little. tom riddle proved himself to be one of the most intelligent people you knew, before and during your two years together. so maybe a hunch, as silly as it may seem, may be worth looking into, not that you would find anything.
you wouldn’t let him know that of course.
you were in alexeins office to find your grandfathers ring, a family heirloom you inherited along with the rest of the family possessions.
“have you not noticed that the ring has gone missing since the engagement party?”
“tom i don’t have time for this right now”
“you won’t have time for anything once they take all that you have and keep you prisoner.” you turn around to face him. anger provoked by his harshness.
“something suspicious is happening, and i don’t want you to get hurt, my love.” tucking an out of place piece of hair behind your ear.
my love. 🤨🚨
“i knew it.” you close the last desk drawer. no ring in sight, just stacks on stacks of papers. and creepy dark objects for decor. can’t forget those.
“what are you doing?”
“ahh- drugs!” you scream at the sudden presence behind you, making you twirl around. “i mean-tom? i should be asking you the same thing.”
he doesn’t respond immediately, but instead stares at you. his eyes study your face like he’s trying to memorize every little detail, making you want to squirm.
you open your mouth to say something, but close it as he takes a step forward. looking down at you, he places a strand of hair behind your ear.
no, not today. as if reading your mind, he speaks before you can try again.
“the ring is in the safe.” you blink back into realty, toms eyes focused on something behind you.
“wh-how do you know?” you follow him toward the box hidden behind dark artifacts.
“during the summer, abraxas and i would accompany alexein to collect artifacts.” hovering his hand over the lock, it twists and turns to a click. “the important ones go in here.” you looked at the back of his head in confusion.
“it’s only an heirloom, it’s not dark…” the lack of confidence makes it sound like you’re trying to convince yourself more than your ex boyfriend.
“abraxas tell you that?” he huffs, but before he could open the door of the safe, the door knob of the study twists. within a blink of an eye, the safe is locked again and toms arms are around you. he gracefully pulls you underneath the wooden desk, hand over your head protectively.
two pairs of dress shoes click against the dark flooring.
“do not disappoint me, abraxas. the family name is on your shoulders.” the older malfoy uncaps the silver family crested lighter, igniting his cigar.
your mouth instinctively opens out of panic. toms hand comes flying over your mouth, looking you in the eyes and placing a finger on his lips.
you waited for your soon-to-be’s response, unable to see his facial reaction.
“what about…?” the young man trailed off, immediately regretting asking about you. immediately regretting ever meeting you. abraxas should’ve told his father you were a muggle born when he asked about you, maybe then you wouldn’t be in this mess.
your eyes find tom’s, but looking off listening intently, waiting for the older Malfoys response.
“who? ah yes, the girl. well…”
the man takes a long drag from his cigar before holding it out to his son.
“i suppose she won’t be needed after an heir is secured” not an ounce of emotion or remorse can be traced in alexiens voice as he exhaled the tobacco smoke.
your eyes widen and riddles hand tightens around your mouth gently, afraid your reaction would give you two away. unknowingly a tear falls, catching toms attention from the conversation between the father and son as it lands on his fingers. without thinking, he brings your head forward and rests your forehead against his. and you don’t pull away.
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