Tom Riddle Fic - Blog Posts

i have placed something on you, just beneath your skin, just deep enough that they feel it when they come too close. a whisper of warning, a quiet hum of possession.

i’m actually unwell… this is so beautiful

letter 3 — i cursed the ones who touched you

── . ❥ letters m.list

this letter appeared in your coat pocket. it was not there this morning. you do not remember putting it there.

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sweetheart,

tell me, have you noticed?

how they forget you so quickly? how their interest in you fades before it can truly begin? have you ever wondered why their affections wilt, why they hesitate when they reach for you, why their eyes never seem to linger long enough?

you thought it was something you did. something wrong with you.

it was never you.

it was me.

i have placed something on you, just beneath your skin, just deep enough that they feel it when they come too close. a whisper of warning, a quiet hum of possession.

they will never love you, because i have decided they will not.

and i do not regret it.

yours, the only one who ever will. t.m.r.

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💌 this is letter 3 of 6. new letters will appear every few nights. you shouldn’t read them. you will anyway.

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OK THIS ONE IS MINE GTFO I’M SO DUMB

but you write so beautifully (this one is for me actually)

have written yours a thousand times. in the margins of books. in the still air of the night. on the inside of my skin.

I WANT THIS ON MY SKIN 😾😾 lowkey need a man like this

letter 2 — a spell in ink and blood

── . ❥ letters m.list

this letter was found hidden beneath your pillow. the ink is rich, deep red. it smears slightly when you touch it, as if it has not yet dried.

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darling,

did you know that words hold power? that a name, when written carefully, can bind two souls together?

i have written yours a thousand times. in the margins of books. in the still air of the night. on the inside of my skin.

you are a spell i have cast over myself, a curse i wear willingly.

you should not trust letters written in ink so dark, in a hand so familiar. but you will read this to the end, won’t you?

it is already too late.

yours, forever. t.m.r.

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💌 this is letter 2 of 6. new letters will appear every few nights. you shouldn’t read them. you will anyway.

✒️ taglist? reblog & whisper his name in the tags to be notified. he will hear you.