#promised
Tonight David promised he would take me to the beach! I must explain. I have to stay home and wait for him to take me places. It’s frustrating. I don’t understand why he is… the way he is sometimes. I know he cares, but I begin to wonder just how much. It isn’t romantic, he has Star. What could it be?
random question.. would anyone be interested in a sequel to promised, or are we over the tom hype already?
my first “word vomit” draft for a potential sequel is 1k words long already, so i guess i’m pretty inspired ???
random question.. would anyone be interested in a sequel to promised, or are we over the tom hype already?
Promised Masterpost
- Pairing: Tom Riddle x f!reader
- Status: Completed
- Total word count: 43k
In this story, Tom didn’t grow up as an orphan, but with his grandfather and uncle. Reader’s sister got very sick and the Gaunts offer their help. But not without asking for something in return.
Links for other platforms:AO3|Wattpad
- Part 1 - Dinner Guests
- Part 2 - Back in Hogwarts
- Part 3 - Parallels and Potions
- Part 4 - One and the Same
- Part 5 - Making believe
- Part 6 - Of Vows and Wrangles
- Part 7 - Gift Giving
- Part 8 - Slughorn’s Party
- Part 9 - Never trust a Snake
- Part 10 - Mors Grano
- Part 11 - The Earth’s Centre
- Part 12 - Pillow Talk and Butterbeer
- Part 13 - Pranks and proper Paybacks
- Part 14 - Gaunt Manor
- Part 15 - A Dagger for a Devotee
- Part 16 - 30th June 1945
- Part 17 - Epilogue
Find the sequel to Promised on my new account, here.
One of the best fics about Tom Riddle I have ever read. I felt all emotions while reading this. If you are looking for a Tom Riddle fic to read, I highly recommend this one!
thank you so much!!
When we’re older i hope you’ll still hold my hand even when I’ve fallen asleep
I hope you’ll just pull me into a hug when I’m upset after an argument
I hope you’re okay with my wrapping around your arm when we’re lost
I hope you desire the little things that make me feel that I’m perfect with you
Dream Date #1:
On a rainy day we stay inside and gather comfy blankets, make some tea, and let swing music echo in our place as we cuddle to the small pats of rain drizzle on our home