#tomarry drabble

We're all aware that Voldy had horcruxes, but like, what if they were people and had separate personalities?

Starting simple, Tom's diary. The diary was meant to lure people, it was endearing, people trust it. Maybe if it was a person, it would be rather attractive, hence the luring, it would be kind and caring, maybe a bit secretive though, it is a diary after all.

Nagini. Nagini was cursed to turn to a snake, but the girl used that to their advantage and joined a circus, maybe that means that this Tom would find the silver lining. Voldy went to the snake when he was weak, which could mean that this Tom would be a person good with comforting or helping Harry. Nagini was loyal, devoted, meaning that maybe this Tom would be as well.

Rowena Raven claws diadem. Her Diadem was stolen by her daughter, meaning that this Tom is probably greedy. Her daughter was jealous, meaning that maybe Tom would get jealous too, I.E, not like it when the other horcruxes spend too much time with Harry, etc. He was described as being arrogant about the whole situation, but he was also smart about it, meaning this Tom would probably be arrogant and smart.

Hufflepuffs Cup. Hufflepuffs Cup was owned by the Hufflepuffs, obviously. Loyal, fair, and Hardworking. Hufflepuffs are typically kinder, more gentle, meaning I totally see this Tom being very soft with Harry, devoted, gentle, kind, etc. Also, he can probably cook well since Hufflepuffs are by the kitchen, added bonus I suppose.

Tom had never cared much for the mermaids that drifted in and out of view beyond the Slytherin common room’s underwater viewing panels

Not even as a first year, covertly eager and briefly enchanted only to find them, in his opinion, the ugliest creatures he had ever had the displeasure of observing

Over the years, they would pass the glass in slow, aimless currents, weaving through the darkness with a kind of grotesque grace that left him faintly queasy despite himself

And so, with the same disciplined ease he applied to most things, he learned to ignore the floor to ceiling panes entirely. To the best of his ability, flawless, as always

But tonight, as he sat reading by the fire, his eyes drifted toward the water beyond the glass

Not deliberately. Almost as if something had tugged them there, out in the depths something moved

A lean figure half hidden by the dark slipped into view with unhurried precision

At first, only the eyes were clear, starkly green, almost translucent in the shifting water, fixed directly on him, releasing bursts of magic that went straight to his head, as though the glass separating them was nothing at all

Then the rest followed

A tail of scales unfurled behind it like a mermaid’s, yet unlike any he had seen before it was threaded with frost toned metallic hues that caught the faint light in shifting unnatural mesmerizing glimmers

But it was the expression on the creature’s face that halted his musings

It stood in sharp contrast to what one might expect to see on a beautifully carved celestial figure

Unmistakably and miserably helpless

Tom had no choice but to make it his sole mission to make sure he sees it smile

harry couldn’t understand why he wanted to rip tom’s throat out with his teeth.

obviously, he knew why he wanted to kill tom, finding himself stranded in the past didn’t exactly change his mindset.

what he couldn’t wrap his head around, however, was why when he looked at tom, all he wanted to do was to sink his canines into the side of his throat. why he wanted to rip away at that tender flesh, leaving tom panting and crying in pain.

he didn’t know why the idea of attacking tom with magic didn’t feel appealing anymore. why, instead of curses and hexes, he imagined bashing tom’s nose in with his fists, clawing at his eyes and leaving scars across his cheek.

he couldn’t understand when his ideas of revenge went from avenging his loved ones to tearing tom open with sharp nails, burying his teeth inside of his chest before gorging himself on the excess gore spilling out. why he wanted to watch the light leave those despicably beautiful red-brown eyes.

what harry did know, was that something was wrong with him. that his eyes didn’t always flash golden when he walked too quickly past mirrors. or that trading the typical silver cutlery from the great hall for wooden utensils was an unusual shift from his norm.

the most damning piece of evidence may be right now, with how he had one tom riddle pinned beneath him with the full moon shining bright. its glow illuminating his now furry and feral appearance.

what he also could not understand was why tom’s neck (the one he fantasized about bleeding dry) already seemed to run cold. or how his already pale skin seemed to have a sickly glow in the moonlight. or why when he smiled, showing off a set of incredibly sharp teeth, harry felt something inside of him ache.

guide:

♡ - smut

✮ - (suggestive) drabble

☾ - fluff

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི - prompt / inbox request

you can read random drabbles about random characters from different fandoms here!

avatar.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: jake sully, tonowari, neteyam, lo’ak

works:

♡ BABYDOLL?: you’re not supposed to touch jake sully and/or tonowari—not in that way, anyway. actually, you’re not supposed to touch them in any specific way, yet you somehow still end up pinned down beneath them though, even though you’re much, much younger.

(nsfw hc’s for jake and tonowari as doms and subs + reader with age gap!) (seperated)

genshin impact.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: every character who’s not underage or female

works:

♡ BABY, LOVE!: the genshin characters above as tutors / professors, who’ll give you study sessions… or should we say, study sessions in love? (feat. diluc, kazuha, childe, zhongli, albedo and xiao)

♡ BABY, LOVE! Part Two: the genshin characters above as tutors / professors, who’ll give you study sessions… or should we say, study sessions in love? (feat. scaramouche, aether, itto, cyno)

☾ Cupid’s Arrow: the love languages of genshin characters (feat. diluc, kazuha, childe, zhongli)

marvel & dc universe.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: clark kent, bullseye / benjamin poindexter, batman, nightwing

works:

→ bullseye!

✮ ♡ dark!benjamin poindexter who is obsessed with you…: dex tries very hard to be good and behave when he finally finds his new and true north star. he fails. you don’t exactly mind.

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི ✮ killing eve au!benjamin poindexter x reader prompt

✮ ♡ an uncontrolled experiment (long, multi-chapter fic): your kindness and sweetness unintentionally attract the attention of a dangerous, dangerous man… and despite every warning sign, you can’t find it in yourself to mind.

✮ ♡ weirdo!benjamin poindexter who’s your roommate & also has a crush on you: he’s a weird one, your neighbour: “dex”. he seems to be the brooding type, taciturn and introverted and a bit shy but… you suppose he’s nice enough! or is he?

✮ ex!benjamin poindexter who kidnaps you to play wife for him (part one): dex doesn’t handle the end of your relationship very well. he doesn’t handle it at all, actually. after you try to move on, he loses it completely—he can’t let you go and he doesn’t want to, quite frankly.

✮ ex!benjamin poindexter who kidnaps you to play wife for him (part two): dex doesn’t handle the end of your relationship very well. he doesn’t handle it at all, actually. after you try to move on, he loses it completely—he can’t let you go and he doesn’t want to, quite frankly.

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི dex breeding his kidnapped wifey

✮ pathetic loser boyfriend!benjamin poindexter who is so miserable without you

✮ hyper codependent!benjamin poindexter who cannot do anything without you…

→ spiderman universe!

✮ dad’s best friend!miguel o’hara + age gap headcanons: miguel knows you’re way too young for him, yet he can’t help entertaining the idea of being your lover.

→ clark kent!

there is nothing here yet! work is in progress…

star wars.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: anakin skywalker, kylo ren, qimir

works:

♡ ✮ modern!anakin skywalker as your professor and your boyfriend + age gap!: anakin is your professor and your boyfriend. that blurs the lines between his job and you being his student sometimes — but he can’t ever deny his sweet girl a request, and this time you want him to give his honest opinion on the essay you’ve written for an assignment he gave his students, including you.

♡ ✮ nerdy!anakin skywalker who’s secretly a freak: the nerd with the glasses that tutors you turns out to be not so innocent after all. and he looks even more delicious without his glasses.

✮ toxic anakin skywalker hc’s: small collection of nsfw drabbles for anakin x reader; i love my insane pookie (anakin is absolutely deranged and insane in this. but when was he ever not)

✮ current status? just thinking about dark!qimir: just a little drabble about qimir from The Acolyte

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི professor!anakin skywalker drabble

✮ ☾ professor!anakin skywalker drabble part two: your boyfriend, who happens to be your professor as well, corrects your very badly written essay. you’re not happy about the grade he gives you and try to change his mind…

ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི professor!anakin skywalker gives you a D…

✮ best friend!anakin skywalker who wants you for himself: you have an idiot boyfriend. anakin doesn’t like it. in fact, he dislikes it so much he might just steal you away from your boyfriend.

✮ ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི modern toxic!anakin skywalker x stepsister!reader: you don’t even know what you see in him. he’s mean, vile and trash. but for some reason, you just can’t stop crawling back to him.

the walking dead.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: rick grimes, daryl dixon

works:

♡ ✮ dilf!rick grimes with age gap drabble: rick knows it’s wrong, but he can’t keep his hands off you. (prison!era rick grimes x younger!reader)

✮ ☾ modern au: innocent actress!reader x bodyguard!rick grimes (one-shot): rick grimes is a man who knows what he wants, and he wants you. and he may not be able to tell the world, but he damn sure can show them.

game of thrones & a song of ice and fire universe.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: jon snow, robb stark, aerion targaryen, aemond targaryen, viserys targaryen, valarr targaryen, daeron targaryen, gwayne hightower, ormund hightower, jacaerys velaryon, cregan stark, etc.

works:

✮ obsessive!aerion targaryen x sister!reader (part one): aerion was born with a twin sister, whom he sees not only as his other half, but also stakes absolute claim and control upon. you, the most gentle and sweet out of your lot of siblings, are helplessly under his thumb.

✮ obsessive!aerion targaryen x sister!reader (part two): aerion was born with a twin sister, whom he sees not only as his other half, but also stakes absolute claim and control upon. you, the most gentle and sweet out of your lot of siblings, are helplessly under his thumb.

✮ dark!ormund hightower who adores his new, controversially young wife

☾ ♡ of skin and scales | ser duncan the tall x aerion targaryen (long, multi-chapter fic): Cursed in childhood by a blood witch to live as a dragon and granted human form only once each month, Duncan has long hidden in the deepest shadows of the Unnamed Island. For years, the wilderness kept his secret… until a royal hunting competition drives riders and hounds into his territory. There, he is discovered by Prince Aerion. And Aerion, who has always hungered for legends thought lost to time, decides he cannot—will not—let the last dragon slip through his grasp.

→ ‘of skin and scales’ is unfortunately incomplete on tumblr due to formatting issues. please read the full version here on ao3!

the pitt.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: jack abbot, frank langdon

works:

there is nothing here yet! work is in progress…

harry potter universe.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: tom riddle, fred weasley, george weasley, harry potter, cedric diggory, etc.

works:

pairing: harry potter x young!tom riddle | voldemort

warnings: (rough) kissing, mild dom/sub undertones, slightly implied/referenced sex, possessive!tom riddle

But before Harry could say anything, he was grabbed by the tie and pulled towards Tom.

Then, his lips pressed upon his before Harry realised what was happening. Tom’s hand found its way into Harry’s hair, pulling on it in a way that was almost painful but Harry liked it. A small noise of pleasure escaped Harry, and he felt Tom smirking against his lips. The kiss was a duel of dominance—one that Tom won almost immediately, not that Harry minded—and Tom pushed his tongue past Harry’s lips roughly. Another moan which was swallowed by the kiss escaped Harry, and Tom snaked his other arm around Harry’s waist possessively, pulling him towards him so that their bodies were the closest they could be, causing Harry to mindlessly stumble into the taller male’s embrace.

Tom quite enjoyed that height difference. He liked it that he was almost a head taller than Harry, and that Harry had to crane his neck—his wonderful, beautiful neck—upwards to meet his lips. Harry whimpered into Tom’s mouth lovingly, opening his mouth obediently when Tom pushed even deeper into his mouth.

With a gasp, Tom broke the kiss, and opened his eyes. Harry’s cheeks had turned into a wonderful shade of pink, his hair was messy and he stared at Tom, doe-eyed and all wide eyes, mouth still open, and dazed.

“Merlin,” Tom chuckled mockingly, “Breathe, Harry.”

And only then did Harry remember to breathe. But Harry could see behind Tom’s collected, forced calm facade—Tom himself was affected as well, Harry knew. He was breathing heavily, chest moving up and down, and his lips were all swollen, his ears tinged red.

“Shut up,” Harry snapped without real anger, leaning his head against Tom’s strong chest. That kiss had made him feel a bit dizzy and light-headed, and his knees threatened to crumble. Tom noticed this, and Tom’s arm that had fallen off Harry’s waist somewhere during Tom breaking the kiss and Harry learning to breathe again, was around him again.

“What’s wrong?” Tom muttered into Harry’s ear gently, making the smaller male blush at the intimate gesture.

“Nothing,” Harry mumbled, a little bit embarrassed, “Just… you made me feel dizzy.”

There was silence for a moment, and then Tom’s chest rumbled with laughter. Harry made a sound of indignity, hitting him softly with his arm.

“Are you laughing at my misery?” Harry accused.

Tom settled his chin on Harry’s head, and Harry could feel the smirk in his voice when he spoke. “No, Harry darling, I am deeply sorry, my dear. Never.”

Harry let out a ‘hmpfh!’, a sound of which Tom thought was the most adorable thing he had ever heard, and Tom’s chest shook with laughter again.

“You didn’t mean that apology,” Harry whined, shifting in his arms, “You liar.”

Tom’s eyes began to sparkle. “You want me to show you how sorry I am?”

Long, pale fingers—tender, so tender—lifted Harry’s chin gently, and their lips met again. This time, the kiss wasn’t as rough, it was soft. Loving. Warm and wet.

Harry couldn’t control the noises he made, for some reason, and Tom didn’t help—he coaxed all sorts of moans and gasps and whimpers out of him, even when Harry tried to be as quiet as Tom. But Tom himself wasn’t exactly silent either. He let out hums of pleasure, hums that vibrated against Harry, and small, impossibly deep groans that Harry would have missed if he hadn’t been standing so close to him.

“Such a lovely mouth,” Tom commented quietly after they broke the kiss again, tracing Harry’s lips with his fingers. Harry’s lips parted in response, allowing Tom’s fingers to trace their insides as well.

“Beautiful. You’re divine, Harry.” Tom whispered and tilted his head. Something about that picture, Harry beneath him and his small face engulfed by Tom’s large hand, triggered an obsessive, selfish possessiveness in him. He wanted it for himself—all of him, all of Harry.

“Princes must have fought over you in your past life, Harry darling,” Tom continued, softly tracing Harry’s chin and other features now, relishing in the shivers he caused by it, “With a face like that, you would have been worshipped back in the old days.”

“I just want you,” Harry replied honestly, and his eyes fluttered shut when Tom’s fingers began tracing his eyebrows, and the shape of his eyes, “I just want you.”

The lazy, teasing half smile Harry knew so well creeped onto Tom’s face, “I’m glad. How very lucky I am.”

“Let’s go to my dorm,” Harry suggested breathlessly.

Harry ignored the flutter that tugged on his heart—the flutter that told him you’re falling in love.

author’s note:

want to read more? go check out my tomarry story “Of Lambs and Wolves” on ao3, which this drabble is based upon!

more of my tomarry works:

Thurday’s Child.

At first, the silver light sputtered hopelessly out of his wand, but as he grasped it tighter, imagining this next moment to be his happiest instead of wasting time trying to fabricate some false memory of one, the silver light thickened as it spun above him.

He waited hungrily for the inevitable snake shaped hologram to slither around him.

But the silver light twisted strangely in the air, tracing something in a pattern he didn’t recognize to be for any kind of creature magical or not.

Voldemort dropped his wand the second it fully materialized.

Why is his Patronus a human?

he bore little to no resemblance to the man beside him, his dark waves emphasized against the others auburn locks. his large, green eyes versus the professors small, blues. a deep tan that contrasted his pale pink.

and yet, when the name

“harry james percival dumbledore”

was called, he rose from the professor’s side.

as seconds turned into minutes, tension within the great hall grew thicker and thicker. a dumbledore not being an automatic gryffindor? unheard of.

what shook the hall even more was when the deep bellow of

“SLYTHERIN!”

echoed throughout the dead silence.