So.. Mia Is The One Initiating All This, Ever Since From The Start? She's Really Had Changed Throughout

so.. mia is the one initiating all this, ever since from the start? She's really had changed throughout the chapters. She's not this lovable teenage girl anymore, she's a wreck of a girl who tries too hard to get into high ranks. ?

The quote ‘i killed my family to get in here, there's no turning back now.’ really hits hard and reminds me of Mia's determination.

Which do YOU prefer?

Filipino:

8:00, nakatutok ang orasan gamit ang mga braso nito.

Naupo si Tom Riddle sa harap ng nakabukas na piano, inaayos ng kanyang mga kamay ang mga sheet ng rehearsal habang inilalagay niya ito sa kinatatayuan nito.

Huling sulyap niya sa papel, kumurap-kurap ito habang binabasa ang malinaw na mga nota.. dahan-dahang idiniin ng kanyang mga daliri ang bigat nito sa mga key ng piano, hanggang sa—

Ang telepono, isang German vintage spin dial, ay nagsimulang tumunog sa matinis na paraan.

Agad na bumangon si Tom, lumiko patungo sa pangunahing silid at palayo sa piano, lalo na ang isang Bösendorfer Opus 50, isang napakalaki na $750,000.

Mabilis niyang kinuha ang receiver at idinikit sa kanyang tenga, ang speaker ay naka-hover sa gilid ng kanyang labi.

— ‘ ‘Hello, Tom? ' Sabi ng boses sa kabilang linya.

Agad na napagtanto ni Tom ang boses. Ang mapagmataas ngunit sopistikadong boses.. pag-aari ng maharlikang ama ni Tom, si Tom Riddle Sr.

‘‘Hm. ' ' mahinang sambit ni Tom.

Isang buntong-hininga ang pinakawalan ni Thomas, naririnig sa receiver. ‘Nakalimutan kong dalhin ang susi sa mga pinto, magiging mabait ka bang hintayin akong dumating? ' Tanong niya.

Napakurap si Tom. Gusto niyang isara ang usapan.. Hindi siya mabait kung minsan, kaya nakita niyang katawa-tawang pagtatangka ang sinasabi ng kanyang ama. ‘ ‘ ..oo. ' '

' Mabuting bata. Sige, kita na lang tayo.. medyo gabi na. ’— at hindi nagtagal, huminto ang telepono sa isang walang laman na beep, na nagpapahiwatig na handa na itong ibalik sa istasyon nito.

Saglit na tumitig ang mga mata ni Tom sa spin dial, hanggang sa sa wakas ay nagpasya siyang ibaba ito.

Lumipat ang mga mata ng binata upang tumingin sa likuran niya, ang ulo ay nakatingin sa balikat habang ang mga mata ay nakatuon sa isang partikular na bahagi ng cabinet drawer malapit sa pinto.

Napangiti siya sa sarili at naglakad papunta sa maliit na cabinet, binuklat ang drawer at inilabas ang isang pares ng gintong susi, doon ay nakaukit dito ang mga salitang 'RIDDLE MANOR' sa malalaking letra, inikot niya ito sa manipis niyang daliri.

Or,

English:

8:00, The clock pointed with it's arms.

Tom Riddle sat Infront of the open piano, his hands arranging the rehearsal sheets as he set it down to it's stand.

He took one last glance at the paper, blinking at it as he read the clear notes.. his fingers slowly pressing their weight down at the piano keys, until—

The telephone, a German vintage spin dial, started to ring in a shrilly manner.

Tom immediately got up, meandering over to the main room and away from the piano, notably a Bösendorfer Opus 50, a whopping $750,000.

He quickly took the receiver and pressed it to his ear, the speaker hovering at the corner of his lips.

— ‘ ‘ Hello hello, Tom? ’ ’ The voice spoke from the other line.

Tom recognized the voice almost immediately. The haughty yet sophisticated voice.. belonged to Tom's aristocratic father, Tom Riddle Sr.

‘ ‘ It's me. ’ ’ Tom uttered softly.

Thomas let out a sigh, audible through the receiver. ‘ I've forgotten to bring the key to the doors, would you be so kind to wait for me to arrive? ’ He asked.

Tom blinked. He wanted to close off the conversation.. He wasn't nice at times, so he found what his father was saying as a ridiculous attempt. ‘ ‘ ..yes. ’ ’

‘ Good boy. Right, I'll see you later.. it's getting quite late. ’— and before long, the telephone halted to an empty beep, indicating it was ready to be put back to it's station.

Tom's eyes laid on the spin dial for a moment, until he finally decided to set it down.

The young man's eyes moved to look behind him, his head looking over his shoulder as his eyes focused on a specific part of a cabinet drawer near the door.

He smirked to himself and walked over to the little cabinet, pulling the drawer open and taking out a pair of golden keys, in it was the words ‘RIDDLE MANOR’ engraved into it in big letters, he spun it around his slim finger.

When natori from osmanthus be lookin a bit too much like Harry Potter 🤨

the little boys we love them

[7 y/o]

Tom: Why are you holding my hand?

Harry: Because I like you.

Tom: You can like me and not hold my hand.

Harry: But then I’m not showing you how I feel!

Tom: You can explain it to me then.

Quotes from an AU I plan to make into a fanfic.

“ It would be a waste to kill him..

....Yet, keeping him would be like walking through a field of landmines. ”

“You're so... docile, yet not. So defiant, yet not. So... passive, yet not. What are you? ”

“ You just seem so utterly compliant, yet so dominant. So in control, yet so out of control.

...I can't read you, I can't figure you out. It's not often I face situations like these. I love it. ” ｡⋆౨ৎ˚

The Welty Twins ★ <33

Eudora Welty and Geneva Welty, otherwise known as Aura and Eva 🫶🏻

They were supposed to be conjoined twins, until I realized I'm too stupid to make conjoined twins lol.. so have the identical version!