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Happy birthday to the best and biggest legend to ever exist, KEANU REEVES!

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Rewatching The Devil’s Advocate tonight 🔥

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My Lord (Tom Riddle x Reader)

Pairing: Tom Riddle x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, bath sex, dirty, spanking, a bit size kink, lord kink?, Tom Riddle can feel in this

The water was hot, steaming up into the prefects bathing chambers as petals of fragrant flowers floated around in the bath. Your fingers laced through your hair, detangling any knots that might have accumulated during the stressfull day.

Today had been especially annoying. While you had all your hands full with studying for your final exams, you also had to go after the duty of being headgirl, organizing things, patroling around school late at night and punishing students. While you loved carrying the power and authority over other students, you sometimes wished you were some unimportant Slytherin Girl, going about her day.

Sighing, you tipped your head back and rinsed out the conditioning oils in your hair, shaking them out in the waters, and you froze when the bath chamber doors opened. The steam in the room was extremely thick from the large bath, but through the steam, you could see the form of Tom Marvolo Riddle, your fellow comrade and headboy, your best friend. The Boy you were in love with.

Very well.

When he spied you, his eyes went a bit wide.

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FAVORITE VILLAIN → TOM RIDDLE for @kohakhearts

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♡ Sweet Sips | Part 3 ♡

Pairing : Tom Riddle x reader [NSFW]

Word Count : 1668

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“Anything from the trolley dears?”

“A contraceptive potion perhaps?” Tom mumbles into her neck, and she answers with a sharp slap to his shoulder.

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I’m case you’re not on Twitter and missed this, Oscar Meyer has a lot of opinions on how Harry Potter characters would eat or not eat their hot dogs

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tom riddle silently judging you, circa 1943

finished!

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⌨ Thomas with a bondage kink

warnings: smut/nsfw, bondage kink dom!tom riddle a/n: i don't like this very much :/ this is also the last one (so don't try to send in anymore!!) i will feel terrible if i have to turn you down :(

tom smiles down at them, at the tears that run down their cheeks and the cries that escape from them. his hands tightly grasp at their thighs as he thrusts into them with a merciless series of snaps of his hips.

“please, please, please,” they babble, referring to their hands that are bound above their head and how they can’t touch him. he simply states a stern, “no, you know why i’m doing this.”

“but i wanna,” they beg with puppy dog eyes, but he still doesn’t cast the spell that would release their wandering hands.

“i can’t let you do that, baby, or else you won’t learn,” he adds with a soft tone, wanting to be as lenient as he can. tom looks down at them with soft eyes, trying to focus on his pace, which he carefully slows down as he feels their walls flutter around his cock.

“no, no, no, no,” they repeat like a broken record, realizing what he’s doing. ruining their orgasm. their hands try to reach for him, to pull him in for a kiss or anything that might tide him to let them have their sweet release. "please, i'll be good," they try, but tom only continues with his sweet torture.

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♡ Sweet Sips | Part 2 ♡

Pairing : Tom Riddle x reader [NSFW]

Word Count : 1429

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Tom shudders in her grasp, and then he’s lifting her into his lap, hands diving into her hair and lips clashing against hers in a mess of teeth and tongue.

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Librarian Tom fucking you against a book shelf. Just kidding. Unless….

warnings: nsfw, exhibitionism!

you would walk into the library during his lunch break or something, wearing his sweater or something you knew he would recognize as yours (because he 100% has a possession kink or whatever it's called 😁😵‍💫). and after a little bit, he would finally break, just stating something like "need you so bad, love."

tom would pull you to the back of the library or a quiet aisle and he would have to mark you up, creating dark hickeys along your neck and stuff. "so pretty, but everyone needs to know you're mine."

and while you're fucking, tom notices that you're making some noises so he whispers "be quiet, this is a public library. we don't want people hearing us, right?" in your ear while covering your mouth or with his fingers in your mouth 😵‍💫

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⌨ Tom riddle w/ cuck kink

🥰🥰🥰 ty

warnings: smut/nsfw, cuckold kink a/n: sharing's caring tommy :) this is my first time doing cuck kink so i hope it's good :D the other guy is based on reinhard lestrange (the hottie that was at the dinner in ootp) but that's.... an un-moanable name so his name is spencer 🧍‍♀️ *cough* totally not because spencer reid *cough*

not my gif // face claim: tom hughes

"does he fuck you like this?" spencer asks, his hands on their hips as he slowly helps her ride his cock, and they can only meekly shake their head no, but he isn't satisfied. "c'mon, you can say it, baby," he urges.

"no," they manage, looking straight at the man himself in front of them, watching as his chest rapidly falls and rises in anticipation while he watches the pair.

"why don't we show him how to fuck a pretty pussy like yours, hm? maybe then he'll fuck you right," the man behind her suggests with a sly smile and only a quiet please is the answer.

spencer's slow pace quickly becomes fast, his hands on their hips to guide them, making the whines and whimpers that were once trapped in her throat escape and ring throughout the room.

"such pretty moans, hm? does she moan like this for you?" he asks tom, to which tom answers with an embarrassed shake of his head and bright red cheeks. “such a shame, tom.”

as he continues to mercilessly pound into them, he positions them so that tom can see better, and tom scolds himself as his cock twitches in excitement. he shouldn’t enjoy seeing his lover being fucked by another man so much is what tom tells himself, but he can’t help it, his eyes glued to the show in front of him.

“you gonna come, bunny?” spencer asks when he feels the fluttering of their walls around his cock and they nod furiously. “why don’t we show your boyfriend how hard you can come?” looking at tom, spencer whispers, “can you squirt for me, bun? i think tommy wants to see how messy you can get” into their ear at a level that tom could hear, and a nod from them is given as confirmation that they heard him.

using one of his hands to thumb at their clit and his pace slightly quickening, a series of loud moans rips through her as they finish, soaking both of them and the sheets.

“have they ever done that with you?” he tilts his head at tom, knowing the answer.

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I love ur works sm! literally look forward to ur posts 😩❤️ can u make a fic w Tom riddle who thinks reader is adorable ? sort of head over heels type of thing ! ❤️

thank you so much and of course love!

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➪ pairing : tom riddle x fem! reader.

➪ genre : fluff, humour.

➪ warning(s)/content : mild language, nice tom, shitty content, NOT PROOFREAD!!

➪ summary : tom can't seem to say no to you and he doesn't blame himself.

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"tommy," the girl called out to the boy who was seated beside her on the couch.

"what is it?" he asked lazily, eyes skimming over a page of the book he was reading for leisure.

"would you mind getting me something to eat? I've been stuck here all day trying to finish my assignments and I didn't get to eat something for dinner."

tom was about to refuse but when he looked at her face and noticed the jutted lower lip and the glossy eyes he sighed.

"something of everything?" he asked as he got up from the couch and looked at [name] who wore a beaming smile.

"you know it, love!" he shook his head at her and gave her deadpanned look before walking off with a small smile playing at his lips.

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"tom," [name] said in a soft tone as she stared out the window whilst tom continued jotting something down.

"mhmm." he hummed smoothly as he focused on not smudging the ink on his work.

"could we go outside after you're done?" tom paused in his writing and looked at her as if she had grown three heads ( which wasn't entirely impossible now that he thought of it ).

"what?" she asked with furrowed brows.

"it's practically antartica out there and you still want to go outside?" he inquired with narrowed eyes.

"well," she huffed crossing her arms "i'd like to play in the snow."

"you're not a first year, dear." he went back to writing and the girl allowed a frown to grace her features.

"enjoying the beauty of nature does not have a certain age requirement." she remained silent after that and once tom completed his work, he allowed himself a glance at her only to see the girl pouting as she stared outside.

"come on." he sighed as he got up and pulled her along with him.

"where to?" she asked with wide eyes as she pat down her skirt and cast a spell that packed up their things.

"you wanted to go outside right?" tom summoned a scarf and some gloves and wrapped it around the now smiling [h/c]-ette.

"I trust you know the spell to use when you get cold." he asked as they arrived outside to find the normally grassy field covered in absolute white.

"yes, mum." tom sent her an unimpressed look and she giggled as she leaned up to press a kiss against his cheek.

"thank you tom."

"yes, yes, go on now." he shooed her away and watched as she played with the snow, joining a few first years in their snow ball fights.

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"I don't think I've ever heard you say no to her." abraxas accused as his nose was pointed up in the air, confidence oozing out of his sure tone.

"and what's it to you if I haven't, malfoy?" tom asked as he discarded his food holding eye contact with the blond.

"just admit you're head over heels for the girl."

tom sent him a disgusted look that screamed denial and the boys around him laughed.

"oh come on now riddle, we've seen the way you never deny her anything." orion teased as he playfully shoved tom with his elbow.

"oh really?"

"I'm sure I've done so multiple times." tom went back to eating his food and his acquaintances sent him a disbelieving look.

"alright then," lestrange started "since you say you've done it before I'm sure you'll easily be able to say no to her next request."

"fine."

after a couple of minutes [name] jogged into the dining hall and approached riddle immediately.

as she stood behind him tom was able to recognise the look on her face and asked calmly "what did you do?"

"promise you won't get mad?" she asked with cute smile on her face and the handsome boy only raised an eyebrow.

"promise." he agreed trying to get it over with and he heard a snort coming from alphard black.

"I may or may not have accidently transfigured walburgas hair into snakes and now I don't know how to reverse it." toms eyes grew in alarm and orion burst into a fit of cackles as he heard of the situation which has happened to his future partner.

"I've got to see." nott and avery said at the same time and got up to go to the slytherin common room.

"I need your help tom, please." she pleaded with her teary eyes "you're extremely smart and you probably know how to fix it and if she saw your face she might calm down-"

"al-" a sound of a cough interrupted him and tom sucked on his top teeth before he relented.

"oh fuck off, I need to deal with this and I'm sure you'd all like to see it."

"ugh, you know us so well riddle." they got up with smiles on their faces as they were now excited at the thought of seeing a wild walburga black with snakes for hair.

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Sweet Sips

Pairing : Tom Riddle x reader

Word Count : 1395

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“Tom,” she said, voice breathy and sweet, “Tommy I love you.”

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⌨️pegging kink(don’t know if it’s considered a kink)+tom riddle

warnings: smut/nsfw, pegging (i don't think it's considered a kink ?), mommy kink, kinda collar kink if i'm missing anything, tell me!! a/n: IT'S MY TIME TO SHINE BABEY

"please go slow, mommy," tom states, his voice a little muffled as he facing down towards the mattress. head down, ass up.

"of course baby," she smiles before slowly thrusting her hips forward, an action that makes a small, muffled whine come from tom. "you okay, love?"

"f-feels good, mommy," tom manages as she slowly rocks her hips, the strap-on sliding in and out of him and the light jingling of the bells on his collar fill the room along with the whines from tom. "faster please," he simply states and she smiles to herself as she slowly speeds up the pace to be moderate, using his hips to steady herself as she does so. small.

"you look so good like this, darling," she comments as she looks down at him, his moans becoming louder as she hits his prostate. "aw, did that feel good?"

"th - ah - thank you, mommy, and yes, feels really good when you do that," he whimpers, his words being cut off as her strap-on repeatedly hits his prostate.

as she starts to pick up her pace at tom’s request, the strap on begins to press against her clit, making her to let out a small moan.

“mommy touch me please,” he whines, referring to his reddened cock that leaks with precum.

“don’t you think that is a little needy, hm?” she hums with a snarky smirk. “is my good little tommy actually a needy little slut?”

“i need it, though, mommy,” tom frowns, his voice indicating that he’s soaking the sheets with his tears. “and i am your good boy, jus’ wan’ your hand around my dick,” he states. “please?” he adds.

she ponders for a moment, thinking of how to carefully satisfy but also torture him, so, she leans slightly over and reaches to his dick but only swirling her thumb over the red tip. as he whimpers from the torturous feeling of her not satisfying him the way he wants to, he bucks his hips forward to try to meet her hand but she only pulls her hand away. “mommy!” he angrily whines, which makes her angrily slap his cheek, leaving a visible red mark on his ass and tom can only mewl and think of what’s he’s done.

“you know how needy sluts are treated,” she states, and he knowingly nods and simply repeats her past statement: “needy sluts are treated like needy sl- ah!” tom is quickly cut off by her pace, both her hand and hips, becoming fast in pace.

after a handful of powerful thrusts of her hips and fast pumps of her fist on his cock, tom whimpers “m-mommy, can i please come?” his plead is broken as she continues her fast speed.

“no,” she quickly responds, smiling to herself as she continues.

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This was god tier

Track 1 : Take Me to Church

Pairing : Tom Riddle x reader

Masterlist Track 6

And perhaps the Priest and Matron are right, perhaps there is something rotting inside Tom Riddle. Perhaps there is something putrid and vile and awful about him. But God does he revel in it. 

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Snow Day Headcanons

Pairing: Tom Riddle x Reader

Tom Riddle wasn’t too fond of the cold. It reminded him of the lonely days in the orphanage and the absence of any warmth in his life.

He didn’t have a favorite season (or a favorite anything, really), but winter was undoubtedly his least favorite.

That’s why he was visibly perturbed when you asked him to come play in the snow on one chilly day.

You had both stayed at Hogwarts for the winter holidays, as Tom didn’t have a family to go home to, and you wouldn’t dream of leaving him alone.

He was reluctant to leave the comfort of the common room, which offered a blazing fire and a pile of blankets.

But, with less convincing than he cared to admit, he agreed to go outside with you.

Clad in the warmest of coats, gloves, and hats, the two of you made your way out to one of the numerous courtyards.

At first, he just stood awkwardly with his hands shoved in his pockets.

“What am I supposed to do, again?”

“Have fun, Tom. Live a little.”

You can imagine his shock when you hurled a snowball at him not a minute later.

“What was that?”

“Are you going to stand there or hit me back?”

The two of you engaged in a gleeful snowball fight — which you obviously won.

You were surprised that Tom had such a rambunctious side. You were glad to see him indulging his inner child, knowing he didn’t have the best of childhoods. You only hoped you could help him make up for it now.

After the snowball fight, you built a snowman together (and affectionately named him Walter Frozenbaum) and caught snowflakes on your tongues.

You taught Tom how to make snow angels, though he was hesitant to get his clothing wet.

“You want me to lay down?”

“Just give it a try, Tom.”

He ended up enjoying it.

Once you were both tired and had worn off all your energy, you made your way back inside.

The two of you settled on the luxurious velvet sofa in front of the fireplace.

You enjoyed cups of hot cocoa decorated with the most decadent of toppings.

You accidentally spilled some on his lap, but he was in too good of a mood to care. He cleaned it up with a flick of his wrist without a word about your clumsiness.

You noticed a splotch of whipped cream on the corner of his lip and couldn’t help but lean in to wipe it off.

When you felt sleep start to drag you under, you let yourself succumb to its pull and rested your head on Tom’s shoulder.

He decided then and there that, for you, he’d endure the coldest of winters.