"To some, a monster, and to others, a leader. Either way, I became god." "Did you really? Do you think God becomes trapped?" Having just earned your doctorate, you decide to work in the Azkaban Secure Facility for the Criminally Insane. There, you encounter inmate Tom Riddle, who is completely delusional, and is under the devastatingly incorrect impression he is a wizard called Lord Voldemort. From there, your life begins to spiral out of control as you learn more and more about Tom's world, until you become a part of it. Perhaps Tom hadn't been so delusional after all. In some way, you and he were the same kind of monster. - A/N: Thank you for all the love! This story gets a lot of parallels to the Joker and Harley Quinn, as well as to Shutter Island, but that was completely unintentional. This fic is actually inspired by NBC's Hannibal - particularly the relationship between Will Graham and Matthew Brown.

Briar Emeralds was not a witch. Although that is what she seemed to most, she was a faerie. But living in a world where the fae were now extinct, Briar knew she must not share her secret. However when she is thrown into a magic school with wizards and witches in the 1940's, she meets a young, cunning and handsome Tom Riddle, who may just want to use her to his own advantage. Rankings: #1 in Dark Arts - 31/10/2021 #1 in The Fae - 9/01/2022 #1 in Lord Voldemort - 4/02/2022 #1 in Tom Marvolo Riddle - 22/02/22 #1 in Tom Riddle - 24/02/22 #1 in Pure-blood - 11/03/2022 #1 in Faeries - 18/03/2022

★ 1940s Era ★ Slowburn ★ Seer MC ★ Horror Elements ★ 'Well they say a burnt child loves the fire.' The words sit there on the page and I wonder briefly, wildly, if he'll recognise them. Surely not. But I can so clearly imagine him in his dorm reading them all the same, sitting on his bed, legs outstretched, diary on his lap, lonesome candle lighting his way. A moment later, his tidy script appears just beneath mine and my stomach twists in horror. 'They say what fire does not destroy, it hardens.'

"Are you implying that I am responsible for Voldemort's actions?" Dumbledore's voice had finally turned cold. "No, I'm saying you're responsible for neglecting a young boy! You treated him with nothing but suspicion and coldness, and when he grew up suspicious and cold you took that as confirmation that you were always right about him." "I assume you have a reason for laying these heavy charges at my feet," said Dumbledore quietly. She sighed. "I just think... maybe you should take your own advice and try to solve this problem with love, not destruction. You don't have to destroy a Horcrux. You can heal it." "You speak of remorse," Dumbledore didn't sound impressed. "If I may, I see very little chance of convincing Voldemort to feel empathy for the things he has done -" "Not Voldemort," she interrupted. "Tom." "You are suggesting that we use Voldemort's first Horcrux to reanimate sixteen-year-old Tom Riddle." Dumbledore's tone left much to be desired. ✨Reposting from Ao3 and ff.net!!✨

And this is where he kills me. BOOK I of OF RUINED MUSES TOM RIDDLE © 2020 murderarts

Reader figures out a set of rules to survive navigating their FWB relationship with Tom Riddle, which goes great until he starts breaking them one by one.

"If this is a game, then you're playing too," he says softly, stepping closer, "and if you're playing too, then either one of us could be the winner." You watch him closely. The man's eyes are dark, beautiful, and alight as he looks back at you, the tension in the air impossible to mistake and suddenly you're wondering if perhaps you can win this after all. "Or both of us," you say delicately.

"You're going to destroy me," he breathes, and his hand is at your throat, feather-light unlike the iron grip of his long fingers around your wrist. "You're going to like it," you whisper back, right against his lips. ★Enemies to Lovers★Potions class rivals★jealous!Tom★

Much to Horace Slughorn's dismay, Artemis Potter and Tom Riddle seem to have drifted apart a little despite having spent the summer holidays with each other. So, of course, it is upto him to bring them closer once more. If only his superb match-making skills would stop back-firing. ~*~*~*~ Tom Riddle had mostly positive feelings about his potions partner, Artemis Potter. Somedays, he wanted them to hold-hands and walk in the ancient corridors of Hogwarts, making puns and fondly arguing. Somedays, he just wanted to sit on a sofa and stare at her as she drew him with charcoal, thanking whatever deity existed beyond the mortal plane that he was fortunate enough to be with her, despite his faults. Somedays, he wished the moments he spent with her could be expanded to last forever. Then, there were some days when he had to swallow the urge to blurt out that he loved her and those were the days that he adored the most. Sequel to All Is Fair (please don't start this book, "Fire and Gold", without reading "All Is Fair" as it contains major spoilers) Book 2 of the duology. Tom Riddle X OC Copyrighted @2021 © All Rights Reserved Book cover and aesthetics made by me. However, I do not own any of the images used.

In Horace Slughorn's defence, he couldn't have known that all this would happen. All he had wanted to do was play match-maker between his two favourite students, Tom Riddle and Artemis Potter. ~*~*~*~ Tom Riddle had very mixed feelings about his potions partner, Artemis Potter. Somedays, he wanted to repeatedly use 'silencio' on her. Somedays, he just wanted to kill her. Somedays, he wished she never existed. Then, there were somedays that he remembered every little thing he loved about her and those were the days that he detested the most. Tom Riddle X OC Book I of the "All Is Fair" duology but can be read as a stand-alone. Copyrighted @2020 © All Rights Reserved Book cover and aesthetics made by me. However, I do not own any of the images used.