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Riddle Rosehearts Crush? /FloydxRiddle/

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Post overblot: Riddle finally settled down or atleast tried to calm down over the weeks after his overblot.

He appeared more scared to shout than usual though he still had to watch over the trouble makers, he was being guided with care on it.

With support from Trey and the help of his new liking to someone.

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THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE || T.M.R. by riddles-of-cardan

I knew the moment I first kissed him, that he would condemn me, that I would drag myself through broken glass for him. I just was not sure if he would stay long enough to pull the jagged pieces out. I never imagined that instead, he would push the shards deeper. Deep down I knew it was useless, that there was no way I could change his mind, but at the very least I had to try. "I guess I was just another pawn in your game of chess," I muttered dryly, missing the way his eyes flashed crimson. He sat up and roughly grabbed my chin, forcefully tilting it up so I would look at him. "You were never a pawn," (tom riddle x oc) warnings: violence/language/deaths/mature themes/

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐱 » 𝐭.𝐦.𝐫 by oxAmoristxo

"You're absolutely infuriating." He breathed out, pressing her body against the bookshelf with his own. His dark eyes brewed with irritation, and another emotion she couldn't quite decipher. "Trust me." She said, her chest heaving with every breath as her lips centimetres from his. "The feeling is mutual." Updates are every Monday Highest rankings 5 in #wizard 1 in #tom 9 in #wizardingworld 9 in #wizardsandwitches 6 in #lordvoldemort 8 in #muggle 6 in #ravenclaw

The Damage Of Denial by RydenThisShip

Ryan can't be real with himself, or anybody else about who he truly is. Can he get comfortable with the truth before he loses out on everything he really wants?

as the world caves in; mattheo riddle by bytheangelsx

"I don't understand-" "There's nothing to understand. He hurt you, Amora. He had to pay, I don't give a fuck if he was wasted." he lowers his gaze at me. "But why do you care, Mattheo?" I ask, my gaze meeting his. He takes in a breath, breaking eye contact as his eyes scan around the room for a moment before meeting mine once again. "I don't," he states. Once again, he was lying. I knew he was lying. ~~~ Amora Sinclair and Mattheo Riddle were bound by fate to be enemies. Amora is your typical Slytherin princess. Mattheo is the boy who couldn't feel. Against all odds, their worlds collide in a dangerous game of secrets, desire, and betrayal. As shadows deepen and old wounds bleed, how will they navigate every dark twist and turn that comes their way?

The Little Leeches (Twisted Wonderland Fanfic) by IceyFriend3

Siblings can be the same but are incredibly different. The Leech Twins are an example of this, as Floyd is known for collecting human items that fell into the ocean and is entirely in love with a human with no regrets. Jade is reserved and prefers to stay down though he is also interested in the World Above. Now put these two in a situation where they lose their voice, in the human world, and have about a week to get a kiss from their true loves and watch how they handle it.

To Crush a Rose - Floyd & Riddle by trappola_writes

All evil done clings to the body. A jikininki!Floyd AU. Based off of: https://twitter.com/namuamina/status/1308771287838285824 with permission from the artist. Takes place over many years. Mismatched eyes glanced them up and down, the smile on his lips growing to reveal sharpened teeth. Shivers ran up the young boy's spine and he took a step back, distancing himself ever so slightly from both his mother and the person before him. The thing in front of them pulled his hands out of his pockets and straightened himself. Tears stung at Riddle's eyes, unable to keep himself from staring at the way his teeth had been filed into points. This person may not have been a demon, but only someone with demonic intentions would do that to themselves.

The Weasley of Slytherin: The Half Blood Prince by Juuzou13131313

(Y/n) Riddle has spent almost two months in Azkaban, feeling more and more distract, devoid of almost all interacts expect for the occasional visit. His only hope is his upcoming trial, but who knows how that will end.

The Weasley of Slytherin: The Deathly Hallows by Juuzou13131313

The final chapter in (Y/n) Riddle's story, will he back to get through it alive, or will he end up another casualty.

Oh! You Pretty Things // Hitch by h-influenzae

"The problem is that I want it too much," says Harry, trying to articulate something that has few words. He feels a fishhook dive into his throat, pulling out each word one by one, stabbing his insides all the way. His lungs and heart are going to hemorrhage and fill all of his inner cavities with blood and then he will die, right there, still not knowing what he is. or HS2: Gender Trouble Collector's Edition

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The Damage Of Denial cover

as the world caves in; mattheo riddle cover

The Little Leeches (Twisted Wonderland Fanfic) cover

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The Weasley of Slytherin: The Half Blood Prince cover

The Weasley of Slytherin: The Deathly Hallows cover

Oh! You Pretty Things // Hitch cover

THE DEVIL IN DISGUISE || T.M.R.

I knew the moment I first kissed him, that he would condemn me, that I would drag myself through broken glass for him. I just was not sure if he would stay long enough to pull the jagged pieces out. I never imagined that instead, he would push the shards deeper. Deep down I knew it was useless, that there was no way I could change his mind, but at the very least I had to try. "I guess I was just another pawn in your game of chess," I muttered dryly, missing the way his eyes flashed crimson. He sat up and roughly grabbed my chin, forcefully tilting it up so I would look at him. "You were never a pawn," (tom riddle x oc) warnings: violence/language/deaths/mature themes/