I read my shampoo fairy when you posted it, but haven't followed, don't know why. Now i stumbled over the prongs switch in the James tag and i always look through masterlist of what person wrote if I like the fic and when I saw my shampoo fairy I was like "I knooooow this diva". And now i follow obvs, love your work!!!!!
OMGGGG whoever you are diva, hopefully you'll also enjoy my future works or whatever those may š !!!!
I love the fact that you gave reader a life of their own with koby and monika. That said, when I think of koby I think of his hair being dirty blonde kind of like Peter pettigrews!! And haha since her name is monika I just think of Monica from friends
thank you so much!! your msg got me researching and carefully making this bcs it got me so inspired šš (i donāt want to say itās canon but they give off vibes like this in my head)
Hello darling! Iām absolutely obsessed with the prongs switch and I was just wondering if u happened to have a taglist? Cuz I need to get on that RIGHT NEOW
much loveeeeš¤š¤
thank you for reading i'm so glad you enjoyed it!! sadly, i don't have a tagged list :(( but i do have it posted on ao3 under the same username. you can find it by just going to my pinned post, then bookmarking the fic, so in that way, you'll have it saved^^
synopsis: in which Tom Riddle is far from a perfect boyfriend, yet you find yourself completely devoted to him in this toxic ārelationship.ā
warning: toxic! toxic!!, tom riddle might be ooc? but thatās just cuz of the āhe canāt feel loveā in the canon universe, reader is kind of stupid in love, might not be lore accurate
this is so random but iām thinking of stepping into toxic fics category so of course weāre doing that with THE tom riddle. lmk what yaāll think and i better not just see comments like āpart 2?ā like PLS TELL ME KNOW UR THOUGHTS š
New Boyfriend!Tom who accepts your confession with a slight pause, his eyes studying you as if you were an interesting puzzle rather than a person. He agrees not out of any feeling resembling affection, but because he is curious how far your devotion will go, and how useful you might prove to him.
Boyfriend!Tom who never asks you anything about yourself. Your likes, your fears, your thoughts are all entirely irrelevant. He listens only long enough to catalogue details he might one day use, storing your weaknesses with the same careful attention he gives to forbidden texts in the library.
Boyfriend!Tom who cares nothing for your feelings. He does not even know your first name, only your surname, your pureblood status, and the advantages your family might provide for him in the future.
Boyfriend!Tom who never walks beside you in public unless it serves him. At Slytherin gatherings or Slug Club events, he allows you near him just close enough for others to note the acquaintance, distant enough that no one mistakes you for someone of real importance to him.
Boyfriend!Tom who once ignored you for days because you had questioned him about a rumor you heard. He responded later with a soft smile and quiet voice, as if nothing had occurred, making you believe you were mistaken. You were not, but he had made his point that he punishes without acknowledgment, ensuring you never forget the cost of your curiosity.
Boyfriend!Tom who uses what passes for affection only when it is convenient. A brief brush of fingers, a low murmur of your surname, an approving glance that are always after you have done something useful for him. You learn quickly that whatever warmth he grants is not given freely. Love from him is a commodity, something to be earned repeatedly, never offered without expectation.
Boyfriend!Tom who gaslights you, and you let him. When you confront him about his absence, his secrecy, his cruelty toward others, he listens patiently, almost kindly. Then he tilts his head and asks if you are feeling well. Suggests that perhaps you are overtired, or letting your emotions get the better of you. He smiles faintly and tells you that is almost flattering. Mostly, he implies that you must have imagined it, because he is far too careful to be the sort of person you are accusing him of being.
Boyfriend!Tom who enjoys testing your loyalty in small, deliberate ways. Asking you to keep secrets that make your stomach twist. Lingering too long beside another pureblood girl you once confided was openly flirting with him, watching closely for your reaction. Encouraging you to turn your head when he hurts people who, in his words, deserve it. He tells himself it is research, curiosity, nothing more. Still, there is something deeply satisfying in watching you bend. In seeing how quickly you promise to do better, to change yourself, just to stay in his good graces.
Boyfriend!Tom who is possessive, but never protective. It begins when you tell him your family is arranging a marriage for you. A respectable pureblood boy. Someone dull, someone insignificant, someone who once shook Tomās hand in the Slug Club and believed that made them equals. The first thing Tom feels is irritation at the wasted effort. All the time he spent shaping you, securing your devotion, making you useful, threatened by other peopleās decisions? The second thing he feels is anger. The idea of you belonging to someone else does not hurt him. It offends him. You are his. An asset. A connection. A piece already accounted for in plans you were never meant to fully understand.
Boyfriend!Tom who blames you for everything, when you bring up breaking up because your family has discovered your relationship. He listens quietly, his expression calm, almost patient, before tilting his head and speaking softly. Saying how if you had been less emotional, less demanding, less weak, none of this would have happened, he says. He tells you that you disappoint him, and disappointment is the one thing he cannot tolerate. When you start apologizing, promising to speak to your parents again, to try and make things right, he interrupts you with a faint smile touching his lips. Saying that he does not care. Your attempts to repair the situation amuse him only slightly; yet they are irrelevant. You already brought up the notion of breaking up, he says, with an almost gleeful tone, he is more than happy to oblige.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who now ignores you every time he sees you in the halls, every time you try to talk to him or get his attention. He does not care, nor does he bother to pretend otherwise, because you no longer serve any purpose to him. You are no longer relevant, not even on the night you asked him to meet with you alone, sobbing and begging him to take you back, promising to find a way for your parents to accept him. He ignores your words, snatches his hand away from yours, sneering, and tells you to let go and stop embarrassing yourself.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom in which days pass at Hogwarts and he begins to notice the quietness of the castle. Before long, he realizes it is because of your absence, though he would never admit it aloud. The small touches you used to offer, the way your voice lingered with questions about his day, the irritating habit of recounting every minor detail of yours, all of it begins to leave a gap he had not realized was there. It is not longing nor love. It is curiosity, an irritation at something missing, at a piece of his careful order disrupted.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who now notices how the lack of you and your embarrassing attempts to āwooā him dulls the routine he has constructed for himself. The void in his day is becoming irritating. He finds himself scanning the Great Hall for the brush of your sleeve against his arm, the low murmur of your voice trying to share stories he neither asked for nor wishes to hear. It is an inconvenience, and yet a detail he cannot ignore.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who becomes aware of the familiarity of your affections, the predictability of your habits, and finds them unexpectedly⦠vexing. One day, someone speaks your name aloud in passing, in some trivial complaint or request, and his temper flares at the speaker for using your name in such a vein. He glares, sharp and cold, before realizing something entirely unexpected.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who realizes that he knows your name. The irritation inside him sharpens, a flash of disbelief. How absurd that he has allowed himself to remember it, to catalog it, to acknowledge it internally at all.
the author says to let me know my thoughts and I shall try my best. First of all, I always enjoy uh more of the toxic kind of side. Don't ask me why, I just enjoy it (not saying i am romanticizing toxic relationships!), I'm just saying fictional character who if we think about it canonly, would realistically be toxic in a relationship just intrigues me
Something that is meant to be affectionate and normal is turned into well this (tho or course, I do enjoy a good fluff and healthy relationship with canon evil characters every now and then haha. It's sweet). I think I'm gonna stop yapping now lol. I'm just yapping for the sake of yapping.
Anyways I just think it is so cruel that Tom only remembers the surname, LIKE BE FR TOM sob.
My brain so shallow, idk what else to comment because afraid of making a fool of myself sigh. Other then that, I did enjoy the work! Yes that is all. These thoughts of mine also greatly dissapoint me. I wish to add more, and surely I can but :')
YESSSS thank you for taking the time to think and to type your insights with the t. r. imagine!! i totally get the whole idea of liking these types of fics DW ik that itās not really ideal in real life situations but thereās just something so⦠so⦠delicious??? when a fic can deliver a toxic relationship between two ppl without making it too abrupt. hopefully, thatās what you felt and got even if this was kinda fast paced (with it being an imagine and not a whole one shot)
synopsis: in which Tom Riddle is far from a perfect boyfriend, yet you find yourself completely devoted to him in this toxic ārelationship.ā
warning: toxic! toxic!!, tom riddle might be ooc? but thatās just cuz of the āhe canāt feel loveā in the canon universe, reader is kind of stupid in love, might not be lore accurate
this is so random but iām thinking of stepping into toxic fics category so of course weāre doing that with THE tom riddle. lmk what yaāll think and i better not just see comments like āpart 2?ā like PLS TELL ME KNOW UR THOUGHTS š
New Boyfriend!Tom who accepts your confession with a slight pause, his eyes studying you as if you were an interesting puzzle rather than a person. He agrees not out of any feeling resembling affection, but because he is curious how far your devotion will go, and how useful you might prove to him.
Boyfriend!Tom who never asks you anything about yourself. Your likes, your fears, your thoughts are all entirely irrelevant. He listens only long enough to catalogue details he might one day use, storing your weaknesses with the same careful attention he gives to forbidden texts in the library.
Boyfriend!Tom who cares nothing for your feelings. He does not even know your first name, only your surname, your pureblood status, and the advantages your family might provide for him in the future.
Boyfriend!Tom who never walks beside you in public unless it serves him. At Slytherin gatherings or Slug Club events, he allows you near him just close enough for others to note the acquaintance, distant enough that no one mistakes you for someone of real importance to him.
Boyfriend!Tom who once ignored you for days because you had questioned him about a rumor you heard. He responded later with a soft smile and quiet voice, as if nothing had occurred, making you believe you were mistaken. You were not, but he had made his point that he punishes without acknowledgment, ensuring you never forget the cost of your curiosity.
Boyfriend!Tom who uses what passes for affection only when it is convenient. A brief brush of fingers, a low murmur of your surname, an approving glance that are always after you have done something useful for him. You learn quickly that whatever warmth he grants is not given freely. Love from him is a commodity, something to be earned repeatedly, never offered without expectation.
Boyfriend!Tom who gaslights you, and you let him. When you confront him about his absence, his secrecy, his cruelty toward others, he listens patiently, almost kindly. Then he tilts his head and asks if you are feeling well. Suggests that perhaps you are overtired, or letting your emotions get the better of you. He smiles faintly and tells you that is almost flattering. Mostly, he implies that you must have imagined it, because he is far too careful to be the sort of person you are accusing him of being.
Boyfriend!Tom who enjoys testing your loyalty in small, deliberate ways. Asking you to keep secrets that make your stomach twist. Lingering too long beside another pureblood girl you once confided was openly flirting with him, watching closely for your reaction. Encouraging you to turn your head when he hurts people who, in his words, deserve it. He tells himself it is research, curiosity, nothing more. Still, there is something deeply satisfying in watching you bend. In seeing how quickly you promise to do better, to change yourself, just to stay in his good graces.
Boyfriend!Tom who is possessive, but never protective. It begins when you tell him your family is arranging a marriage for you. A respectable pureblood boy. Someone dull, someone insignificant, someone who once shook Tomās hand in the Slug Club and believed that made them equals. The first thing Tom feels is irritation at the wasted effort. All the time he spent shaping you, securing your devotion, making you useful, threatened by other peopleās decisions? The second thing he feels is anger. The idea of you belonging to someone else does not hurt him. It offends him. You are his. An asset. A connection. A piece already accounted for in plans you were never meant to fully understand.
Boyfriend!Tom who blames you for everything, when you bring up breaking up because your family has discovered your relationship. He listens quietly, his expression calm, almost patient, before tilting his head and speaking softly. Saying how if you had been less emotional, less demanding, less weak, none of this would have happened, he says. He tells you that you disappoint him, and disappointment is the one thing he cannot tolerate. When you start apologizing, promising to speak to your parents again, to try and make things right, he interrupts you with a faint smile touching his lips. Saying that he does not care. Your attempts to repair the situation amuse him only slightly; yet they are irrelevant. You already brought up the notion of breaking up, he says, with an almost gleeful tone, he is more than happy to oblige.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who now ignores you every time he sees you in the halls, every time you try to talk to him or get his attention. He does not care, nor does he bother to pretend otherwise, because you no longer serve any purpose to him. You are no longer relevant, not even on the night you asked him to meet with you alone, sobbing and begging him to take you back, promising to find a way for your parents to accept him. He ignores your words, snatches his hand away from yours, sneering, and tells you to let go and stop embarrassing yourself.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom in which days pass at Hogwarts and he begins to notice the quietness of the castle. Before long, he realizes it is because of your absence, though he would never admit it aloud. The small touches you used to offer, the way your voice lingered with questions about his day, the irritating habit of recounting every minor detail of yours, all of it begins to leave a gap he had not realized was there. It is not longing nor love. It is curiosity, an irritation at something missing, at a piece of his careful order disrupted.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who now notices how the lack of you and your embarrassing attempts to āwooā him dulls the routine he has constructed for himself. The void in his day is becoming irritating. He finds himself scanning the Great Hall for the brush of your sleeve against his arm, the low murmur of your voice trying to share stories he neither asked for nor wishes to hear. It is an inconvenience, and yet a detail he cannot ignore.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who becomes aware of the familiarity of your affections, the predictability of your habits, and finds them unexpectedly⦠vexing. One day, someone speaks your name aloud in passing, in some trivial complaint or request, and his temper flares at the speaker for using your name in such a vein. He glares, sharp and cold, before realizing something entirely unexpected.
Ex-Boyfriend!Tom who realizes that he knows your name. The irritation inside him sharpens, a flash of disbelief. How absurd that he has allowed himself to remember it, to catalog it, to acknowledge it internally at all.
hi!!! just read The Prongs Switch and IM IN LOVE WITH IT especially with all the OCs that you incorporated rather than just using other characs from marauders era. i would just like to ask if itās ok, if you could expand more on who the OCs are? like what their house is, their full names, etc.
i was just curious because when i first saw the warnings for chapter two i was like āwhoās koby?ā š¤£š¤£
hey!!! first, thank u so much for reading and i'm so glad u enjoyed it!! second, i donāt really know how to āexpandā other than saying all the OCs so far are from hufflepuff and⦠theyāre more like foil characs for hufflepuff!reader, also because i didn't want her to be all alone or just be friends with the typical characs like lily evans or other canon ones like malfoy.
since it is a HUGE school, there are probably thousands of students so that's why i made OCs cause i didn't want for reader to be like isolated/surrounded with just the "popular" students (marauders, canon characs from marauders era, and canon characs from the hp series) and i wanted her to have a school life of her own separated from them š¾
wait if you guys have in fact imagined what koby or monika MIGHT look like while reading, donāt be scared and send it to my inbox!! like when reading their lines⦠did yaāll like imagine the one talking is a blonde? brunette?!? a caucasian man?!?!??
iām curious on what you guys imagine here exactly!!!
thank you thank you for reading!! how did i come up with itā¦. for starters, i have a dog LOL and while i was staring at my laptop i just looked around while thinking to myself āwhat should i write about next that is lighthearted and fits my way of writingā¦ā and thatās when i saw our family dog laying down on the floor!! š
unfortunately, i donāt really do the tagging thing, ik that itās something normal here but i like that whole ālet the fanfic find you itself when ur searching yk? the thrill of not knowing if youāll see it again or not?!?!?ā
as for hufflepuff!reader⦠itās actually my most favorite one to write!! it is sad that we donāt get enough but i do hope that now in 2026 that would change š¾