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100 curtidas!

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50 curtidas!

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[Slytherin Boys Random Text - Tom riddle's gang era]

Thaddeus Nott

Thaddeus ran his fingers over the canvas, feeling the texture of the freshly applied paint. His wand rested beside him, forgotten for the moment as he worked only with the senses that truly mattered.

The girl in front of him remained silent, watching him with curiosity. He didn’t need to see her to capture her essence—his hands had already memorized the structure of her face, the curve of her cheeks, the shape of her lips. Every brushstroke was guided by tactile memories, by fragments of a conversation, by the subtle sound of her breathing.

"Stop moving" he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice.

She laughed, a brief and delicate sound.

"You can’t even see."

Thaddeus smirked.

"But I can feel."

And he kept painting, turning sensations into color.

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[Slytherin Boys Random Text - Tom riddle's gang era]

Hidden Melodies

The library was nearly empty, except for the occasional rustle of parchment and the faint flickering of candlelight. She had been searching for a quiet place to study when her fingers brushed against something unusual wedged between the pages of an old book. Curiosity sparked, she pulled out a folded parchment, its edges slightly crumpled as if it had been hidden away for a long time.

Unfolding it carefully, her eyes widened as she recognized the delicate, almost hesitant handwriting. It was Alexi Avery’s.

Her heart quickened. Alexi was known for his sharp wit, his playful confidence, and his undeniable talent for magic, but few knew of his softer side. He had a deep love for music, one he rarely shared. She traced the inked words with her fingertips, realizing that the parchment wasn’t just notes—it was a song.

The lyrics were raw, filled with longing, a silent confession woven into melody. There was something painfully beautiful about them, as if he had poured his heart into every word but never meant for them to be found.

"You shine like moonlight on restless waves,

A quiet storm I never tamed.

If only I could hold your gaze,

Would you see me the same way?"

She read the lines over and over, warmth creeping into her cheeks. Who was this about? Could it be—?

A sudden sound made her snap the parchment shut. Footsteps, slow and deliberate. She turned, and there he was—Alexi, his blue eyes narrowing slightly as he noticed what she was holding.

“What’s that?” he asked, his usual playful smirk absent.

She hesitated, debating whether to lie, but the words slipped out before she could stop them. “A song.”

Silence stretched between them, his gaze flickering between her and the parchment in her hands. Then, with a sigh, he ran a hand through his blond hair, looking almost... embarrassed.

“You weren’t supposed to find that,” he murmured.

Her heart pounded. “It’s beautiful,” she admitted softly.

Alexi let out a nervous chuckle, a rare vulnerability showing beneath his usual confidence. “Yeah, well... It’s nothing, really.”

She stepped closer, holding the parchment carefully, as if it were something fragile. “It doesn’t feel like nothing.”

His blue eyes met hers, searching, hesitant. Then, almost too quietly, he asked, “Do you think it’s any good?”

Her lips curled into a small smile. “I think it’s perfect.”

A slow, lopsided grin spread across his face, and for the first time, he looked almost shy. “I, uh... I might’ve written it about someone.”

She felt her breath catch, warmth blooming in her chest. “Really?”

He nodded, glancing away before looking back at her with a nervous kind of hope. “Yeah.”

Her fingers tightened around the parchment. “Then maybe,” she said, voice gentle, “you should sing it to them sometime.”

Alexi chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Maybe I will.” Then, with a playful glint returning to his eyes, he leaned in slightly. “If you promise not to laugh.”

She smiled. “I would never.”

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[Slytherin Boys Random Quotes - Tom riddle's gang era]

Tom: Corveyn. I need your opinion on something.

[Silence.]

Tom:...I know you heard me.

[Corveyn keeps feeding Erebus, not even looking up.]

Tom: I’ve been thinking about a new approach to recruiting followers. Something more subtle, strategic. Do you think we should rely on fear or persuasion?

[Silence. Erebus lets out a caw, as if answering for Corveyn.]

Tom: …Very helpful. Thank you, Erebus.

[More silence. Corveyn gently strokes Erebus’s wing.]

Tom (taking a deep breath): Are you even planning to say anything?

[Corveyn blinks slowly, glances at Tom for a brief second, then looks back at Erebus.]

Tom:…Amazing. The embodiment of silence.

[More silence.]

Tom (already irritated): Do you even have thoughts, or do you simply exist to test me?

[Corveyn pauses for a moment. Looks at Tom. Opens his mouth… then closes it again.]

Tom: Merlin help me.

[Corveyn resumes feeding Erebus.]

Tom (standing up, frustrated): One day, Lestrange… One day you’ll speak, and I’ll be there to hear it.

[Corveyn blinks slowly, like an indifferent cat.]

Tom (walking away, muttering to himself): Not a word. Not even a yes, not even a no. Nothing. How can someone be so infuriating while doing absolutely nothing?

[Corveyn watches Tom leave, then turns back to Erebus.]

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Tom Gurney

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[Slytherin Boys Random Quotes - Tom riddle's gang era]

Tom Riddle: Cadmus, can you, for once in your life, focus on something important?

Cadmus Mulciber: I can!

Tom: Great. Then—

Cadmus: But I don’t want to.

Tom: ...

Cadmus: Want a biscuit?

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Glitch in the matrix

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(Just training to draw)

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(Crybaby male version)

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Jonas Kahnwald💛

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Gord Vendome