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Baby Names

Rated: T

Pairing: Tom Riddle X reader

Summary: Reader and Tom discuss baby names.

by: bigeyes-redmouth

You were lying flat on your back, bare chest heaving as you raised a shaky hand to your forehead, swiping away your sweaty strand of hair. You stared wordlessly up at the ceiling. Tom, equally naked, was resting his head on your large belly, a concentrated expression on his handsome face. 

“I’m pretty sure she’s fine,” you said breathlessly. You couldn’t help smirking when he glanced up at you. “Like all the other times you’ve jumped me this week.” 

Tom gave you a withering look. 

It was true. He was possessive and passionate towards you, always making it perfectly clear to everyone and their mother that you belonged to him without any overt displays of affection. But then you got pregnant and suddenly Tom couldn’t keep his hands off of you.   

“She’s fine,” Tom said after a moment, finally joining you further up on the bed. You bit back a smile and rolled over, placing your head on his shoulder. 

“You know, we still have to name the little butter nugget,” you said. Tom merely looked at you and you sighed in annoyance. “Or I’ll just get it over with and name her something boring like Tom.” 

He stiffened, his blue eyes darkening at the slight. You knew how sensitive he was about his name, but you figured it would push him to finally help you name the child.   

“Fine, you have a point,” he grumbled. He paused, his jaw working up and down as he thought over names. “Calypso.” 

“Calypso Riddle?” You asked, trying to hold onto a snort. ”She’ll end up like those fake muggle fortune-tellers.” 

“Fine,” he said through gritted teeth. “You try.” 

You stared at his chest for a moment.“Juliet?” 

He scoffed. “Too romantic. Titania?” 

“Better, but half of her classmates wouldn’t know how to spell it.” 

“She could always crucio them until they learn it,” Tom said casually, a smirk playing on his face. You swatted his chest. He gripped your hand tightly, his eyes narrowed in warning, before pressing a feathered kiss on your palm.  

“Ariel.” 

“You got to be joking?” Tom said, staring at you in disgust. “Godiva.” 

“Are you joking?” You wrinkled your nose at him. “Phoebe.” 

“No. Pandora?” 

“Absolutely not. Nova?” 

“Are you even trying at this point, woman. Lucetta?” 

You paused, running the name over and over in your head. You lifted your head up to meet his gaze. He looked a little irritated from this conversation, but you could tell he was anxious and expectant of your answer.   

“Lucetta Riddle…” you trailed off, before smiling widely at him. “It’s perfect!”

Tom relaxed, his large hands running circles down your lower back. He gave you a lazy smile, an honest smile that was so rare on his face. You fell in love with him all over again. 

“Of course it’s perfect, I picked it,” he said. You rolled your eyes, but accepted his kiss. And allowed him to push you on your back, his hips settling between your legs. He hovered over you, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “And I have another perfect idea.” 

You shivered in anticipation, widening your legs.

Shoto: "Are you Endeavor's secret love child or something?"

Dabi: ...

Dabi: "How are you this stupid, Shoto?"

I wanted an American girl doll so bad as a kid but I only cried in Canadian 🥲🥲🥲

American Girl stories were the best tbh

I’m so tired of stereotypes that come along every Black women. And the fact that they were created by the white media really pisses me off! I am very proud of all Black girls and I admire all their accomplishments despite the hate of the modern society. 

#BlackGirlMagic is not just a hashtag, it strengthens our self-respect and emphasizes our importance!

#SupportWomenOfColor

★ 【木野花】 「神殺しと山犬の姫」 ☆ ⊳ eboshi / san (princess mononoke) ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter

Wool’s Orphanage

||Chara Bolton was left at Wool’s Orphanage when she was just a few months old. She has been living there ever since. Chara likes being alone and does not have many friends but upon realising that she and Tom Riddle have some special things in common, she wants to spend more time with him.

(All the rights belong to JK Rowling except for a few original characters)

I’m sorry if my writing sucks. This is my first story and English is not my first language. I also want to add a small trigger warning for depression, self-harm, violence and abusive relationships.||

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Prologue:  Halloween 1927

It was the last day of October, a cold cloudy night. The children were finally in bed after a long day running through London. It was silent in Wool’s Orphanage, which was something that didn’t happen often. Mrs Cole, a skinny and sharp-featured woman, was walking towards the entrance because she had just finished looking after the children that weren’t even a year old. After an exhausting day, She just wanted to go home as soon as possible when she heard a knock on the door. Why would somebody go to the Orphanage to ask for candy? She didn’t like the concept of this tradition anyway and it was soon to be midnight, so who would go out this late? It took her a while to get to the door. “Isn’t it a little late…” she stopped talking when she realised nobody was on the door. But looking down, she noticed a box filled with blankets and some blue eyes staring directly into hers. This wasn’t something unusual, it actually happened quite often at Wool’s Orphanage but all the other children had cried when they were found. Mrs Cole took the box and noticed a piece of paper which said “Chara Born: 2rd May 1927” Looking back at the child, she wondered why someone would want to get rid of such a beautiful baby. The little girl didn’t seem difficult to handle either, a stranger had just picked her up but she still wasn’t crying. Mrs Cole was always interested in the reasons why parents would leave their child behind but they never found out. After informing the Matron about the new arrival, Mrs Cole went upstairs with the child that still wasn’t making any noise, to put her down with the other young children. There were only a few cribs left and she decided to put Chara next to the only child that also never seemed to cry. Tom Riddle. He was born here in the orphanage and Mrs Cole had helped. It was one of her worst memories, Tom’s mother died after birth and Mrs Cole still thought of her pale face sometimes. Now that her shift was truly over, Mrs Cole finally stepped out of the door into the cold foggy night and noticed that it was extremely dark outside, she looked up to see the moon but there were too many clouds. She may be very exhausted because of the children but she really enjoyed working at Wool’s Orphanage.

This called me out of being sarcastic in Urdu in a way I didn’t ask

“Bilinguals overwhelmingly report that they feel like different people in different languages. It is often assumed that the mother tongue is the language of the true self. (…) But, if first languages are reservoirs of emotion, second languages can be rivers undammed, freeing their speakers to ride different currents.”

— Love in Translation by Lauren Collins from the New Yorker, August 8 & 15, 2016   (via waltzingwithmidnight)

anna in frozen 2 really found out her grandfather was actually racist and violent and did not defend him for a second and when olaf says “but that goes against what arendelle stands for” about him she goes “it sure fucking does” and then she goes and gets a giant to destroy a dam thats existence is both the reason arendelle exists but was also was an embodiment of hostility toward the northuldra people (arendelle as it stands now could not exist without violence towards the northuldra) and when the arendelle guards are like “stop we need this dam for arendelle” she says “we have no future if we are not making things right” and she does this even though she loves arendelle so much she does it BECAUSE she loves arendelle so much and she becomes queen after for doing it like. anna would be considered radical af or even a traitor irl but in a disney movie detached from reality shes the clear hero. I Just Think It’s Interesting…