KatherineReilly19

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Updated OC List

Annalee Mikaelson portrayed by Adelaide Kane (Oldest Mikaelson Sister)

Faith Mikaelson portrayed by Vanessa Morgan (Mikaelson Trio)

Grace Mikaelson portrayed by Lucy Hale (Mikaelson Trio)

Evangeline Mikaelson portrayed by Natalie Portman (Every King Needs An Heir)

Idun portrayed by Emma Watson (Goddess of Life)

Eliana James portrayed by Sofia Carson (His Sun, Her Moon)

Lucy Snart portrayed by Lily Collins (Lucy Snart)

Alana (Alana)

[katherinereilly19]

Hey, everyone! I was at an Art Museum, and I saw a sculpture and was inspired to write a poem about the sculpture and @anawritez-posts's Riddleverse...

Please enjoy!

[anawritez-posts]

𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 | 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 |

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 - Harry Potter seizes the opportunity to taunt Tom Riddle about stepping down from his post, only to be met with calm, controlled defiance. With measured elegance, Tom reveals that he is taking a leave of absence not for ambition or scandal, but to care for his pregnant wife, Y/N.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - requested by my babes @katherinereilly19 "Yn demands Tom take paternity leave and so McGonagall offers the DADA position to Harry on a temporary basis. And Harry starts bad mouthing Tom and then Tom walks in and tells him that the reason he is getting the job is because yn needs his help with their 7th baby."

The staff room buzzed with the usual end-of-term chatter, quills scratching as professors scribbled exam notes and parchment rustled with lesson plans.

Harry sat a little too tall in his chair, the shine of his new Defense Against the Dark Arts badge practically reflecting off his robes.

“So,” Harry said casually, loud enough to cut through the hum, “Riddle stepping down, then? Finally figured out the post wasn’t for him?”

A few heads turned. A couple of professors shifted uncomfortably.

Tom, seated with elegant composure by the fire, didn’t so much as glance up from his tea. He stirred it once, then finally lifted his eyes, dark and cool.

“Incorrect,” he said smoothly. “I am taking a leave of absence, Potter. Not stepping down.”

Harry smirked, trying to press the advantage. “Oh? Trouble in paradise then? Can’t keep up with the demands?”

Tom’s mouth curved not quite a smile. “Quite the opposite.”

Harry blinked, thrown for only a second, before recovering with a scoff. “Right.”

It was then that Tom leaned back in his chair, folding one leg over the other, voice deliberate and calm.

“If you must know and clearly, you must I will be stepping away for a term to look after my wife.”

There was a pause. Several professors exchanged curious glances.

“Because,” Tom continued smoothly, savoring the words, “she is expecting our child.”

The staff room froze.

Harry, mid-sip of pumpkin juice, choked so badly that Flitwick had to pat his back.

“Pregnant?” Hooch gasped, eyes wide.

Tom inclined his head once, expression unreadable, though his eyes glinted with something sharp and satisfied.

“Indeed.”

From across the room, McGonagall sighed, though there was a soft fondness beneath her stern expression.

“Congratulations, Riddle. Though I assume Y/N would have preferred to share that news herself.”

“She would,” Tom agreed easily, though his tone carried a deliberate edge as he shifted his gaze back to Harry.

“But since certain people insist on speculating, I find myself forced to… clarify.”

Harry’s face was pale, his jaw tight, eyes darting anywhere but the man smirking at him from the armchair.

“Merlin’s beard,” Professor Sprout whispered.

“Another Riddle baby.”

Tom finally rose, setting aside his empty teacup with precision. His voice dropped into that silky, lethal softness as he leaned just close enough to Harry’s shoulder.

“You see, Potter, some of us actually choose to put family first. To be present. To care.” His eyes gleamed.

“Qualities you might consider aspiring to.”

Harry swallowed hard, staring at the table.

With that, Tom straightened, buttoning his robes with slow, deliberate grace.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me. My wife requires lunch.”

He swept from the staff room, leaving the weight of silence behind him, broken only by the mutter of stunned professors and the sound of Harry’s clenched jaw.

[katherinereilly19]

I LOVE HOW PETTY THIS MAN IS!!!

[anawritez-posts]

𝐀 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 |

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 - Mattheo learns that he will soon have a sibling, a wish he made on a shooting star.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - was requested by the lovely @katherinereilly19 "I was wondering if you could write one where Husband Tom and Y/N tell Mattheo that he is going to be an older brother." and thought it was so cute and of course.

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃 - @bernardsbendystraws

The morning sun spilled through the windows of the Riddle Manor, casting warm golden light over the family breakfast table.

Mattheo sat swinging his legs happily as he munched on a slice of toast, completely unaware that his parents were exchanging knowing glances from across the table.

Tom cleared his throat, setting down his tea with a decisive clink. Mattheo looked up, his curious brown eyes flickering between his parents.

“Your Mother and I have something to tell you, Mattheo,” Tom began, his tone measured but warm.

Mattheo froze, the toast halfway to his mouth. His brow furrowed slightly in that same way his father’s did when he was deep in thought. “What is it?”

Y/N leaned forward, her smile soft and reassuring. “You’re going to be a big brother, darling. I’m going to have a baby.”

For a moment, Mattheo just blinked, the words processing slowly. Then his face lit up like the brightest firework, and he jumped out of his chair, arms flailing in excitement. “I’m going to be a big brother? Really? My wish came true!”

He ran around the table, flinging his arms around Y/N’s waist as she laughed and held him close. “I wished for this, Mummy! I saw a shooting star and wished for a sibling!”

Tom’s eyebrows lifted in amused surprise, his eyes darting to Y/N as he tilted his head slightly. “A shooting star, you say?”

Y/N gave him a knowing look, gently smoothing Mattheo’s hair as she chuckled. “That’s what he told me when I tucked him in on New Year’s Eve.”

Tom’s lips quirked into a rare smile, and he rested his chin on one hand as he watched the two of them, his dark eyes brimming with unspoken affection.

“Well, Mattheo, it seems your wish was heard loud and clear. But are you ready for the responsibility of being a big brother?”

Mattheo stepped back, puffing out his chest proudly. “Of course! I’ll teach them everything—how to fly a broom, how to read, and I’ll protect them from everything!”

Tom smirked. “A noble promise. Let’s hope they're not as mischievous as you.”

Y/N laughed as Mattheo beamed, spinning in circles as he chattered excitedly about all the things he would do with his new sibling.

Tom reached for Y/N’s hand under the table, squeezing it gently. “Thank you,” he murmured, his voice just low enough for her to hear.

“For what?” Y/N whispered, her gaze soft as she watched their exuberant son.

“For making this family everything it is,” he replied, a rare warmth in his tone.

Y/N leaned her head against his shoulder briefly before pulling back to watch Mattheo prance around the room, already planning his future adventures with his unborn sibling.

“Seems we’ve just given him a New Year’s surprise he’ll always remember,” she said, her voice warm with satisfaction.

Tom’s lips twitched in a smile, his usual sharp expression softening. “And one we won’t forget either.”

[katherinereilly19]

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Baby Mattheo is so cute!!

[anawritez-posts]

𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮

𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 |

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 - As the New Year’s fireworks echo in the distance, Mattheo and Delphini share a quiet moment filled where he promises to always watch over her showing devotion to his sister.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - decided to continue with the request of Mattheo finding out hes having a sister and it new years themed cause why not.

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃 - @bernardsbendystraws

The following New Year’s Eve was a much quieter affair in the Riddle Manor. The house was bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, and faint laughter from the village fireworks echoed in the distance.

In the cozy sitting room, Mattheo sat cross-legged on the plush carpet, cradling his baby sister, Delphini, in his arms.

Only a few months old, Delphini was swaddled snugly in a soft lavender blanket.

Her tiny hand gripped Mattheo’s finger as her eyes—so much like her father’s—fluttered open and shut.

Despite the faint pop of distant fireworks, she looked completely at peace, a serene smile on her face.

“She only sleeps when Mattheo holds her,” Y/N murmured softly, leaning against the doorframe with a tired but fond smile. She had been watching her children for the past few minutes, her heart full at the sight.

Mattheo glanced up at her, a proud smile spreading across his face. “She likes me best, Mummy. I told you I’d be the best big brother.”

“And you are,” Y/N agreed, stepping closer to adjust the blanket around Delphini. “She feels safe with you.”

Mattheo grinned, his chest puffing out a little as he carefully leaned down to kiss Delphini’s forehead. “I’ll always protect her, Mummy. Always.”

Nearby, Tom sat in his favorite armchair, a book open but forgotten on his lap. His dark eyes were fixed on the scene before him, the faintest hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. He didn’t speak, but the rare warmth in his expression spoke volumes.

“He even insists on helping me with her bath and her bottles,” Y/N continued, glancing at Tom with a warm smile. “I think Mattheo might be more responsible than we give him credit for.”

Tom raised an eyebrow, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “He’s had an excellent example to follow.”

Mattheo, oblivious to the exchange between his parents, continued talking softly to Delphini, his voice full of gentle affection.

“When you’re bigger, Delphi, I’ll teach you how to fly on a broom. And I’ll show you all my favorite hiding spots in the garden. But don’t worry—I’ll always look after you, even when you’re older.”

Y/N reached out, smoothing a hand over Mattheo’s messy curls. “You’re already her hero, love. She’s lucky to have you.”

As Delphini finally drifted into a peaceful sleep, Mattheo looked up at his parents, his face full of pride and love. “I think she loves me more than anyone else in the whole world.”

Tom’s voice was low and steady as he finally spoke. “She loves you because you’ve already shown her what it means to be cared for. And for that, Little Heir, I’m proud of you.”

Y/N shared a brief, wordless glance with Tom before sitting beside him, her hand gently finding his.

They watched their children in silence, the soft connection between them speaking volumes about the life and love they had created together.

[katherinereilly19]

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[anawritez-posts]

𝐀 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐡

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 - Mattheo’s innocent wish for a younger sibling under the stars touches his parents’ hearts. As Y/N tucks him in, Tom proposes they fulfill his wish, turning the New Year into a time for new beginnings.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - Inspired by @katherinereilly19 who inspired the next part where Tom and Y/N announce that Mattheo's getting a sibling.

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃 - @bernardsbendystraws

The soft hum of celebration filled the manor as New Year’s Eve ticked closer to midnight. Outside, snowflakes drifted lazily to the ground, and the sky, dark and vast, was scattered with shimmering stars.

Inside, the Riddle family Tom Riddle, Y/N and their son Mattheo gathered near the tall windows of the sitting room.

Mattheo sat cross-legged on the floor, his nose nearly pressed against the glass. He’d been unusually quiet for the past hour, lost in thought as the festivities continued around him.

Y/N, seated on a plush armchair, exchanged a glance with Tom, who stood leaning against the doorway, a glass of wine in hand.

Their son was rarely this quiet, his sharp mind usually buzzing with endless questions or hatching some mischievous plan.

Yet tonight, he sat still, completely captivated by the vast expanse of the night sky.

“What’s on your mind, darling?” Y/N asked softly, setting down her cup of tea and moving to sit beside him.

Mattheo tilted his head up at her, his dark eyes reflecting the glittering constellations outside. “I’m waiting for something special,” he said, his voice filled with quiet anticipation.

Tom quirked an eyebrow and took a step closer, intrigued. “And what might that be, Mattheo?”

“A shooting star,” he replied simply. “I read in one of Mum’s books that if you wish on a shooting star, it might come true. And I know what I want to wish for.”

Y/N smiled, tucking a stray curl behind his ear. “You’re going to wish for something? Can you tell us, or will it ruin the magic?”

Mattheo shook his head fervently. “It has to be a secret. But you’ll like it, I think.”

Tom chuckled softly, moving to sit on the arm of the couch nearby. “Very well. We’ll leave you to your stargazing.”

Just as he spoke, a brilliant streak of light tore across the sky, leaving a trail of silver in its wake.

Mattheo’s face lit up, his lips moving silently as he made his wish. Y/N and Tom exchanged a knowing glance but stayed quiet, not wanting to interrupt his moment.

Later that night, after the fireworks had boomed in the distance and the clock had struck twelve, Y/N followed Mattheo to his room to tuck him in. He climbed into his bed, clutching his favorite stuffed dragon, and looked up at her with sleepy eyes.

“Did you see the star, Mum?” he asked as she pulled the blankets up to his chin.

“I did,” she said with a smile, smoothing his hair back. “It was beautiful. Did you make your wish?”

He nodded, his expression turning shy. “I wished for a sibling,” he admitted in a whisper, as if afraid to say it too loudly. “Someone to play with when you and Dad are busy. Do you think it’ll come true?”

Y/N’s heart melted at his earnestness. She leaned down and kissed his forehead, her voice gentle. “I think it’s a wonderful wish, sweetheart. And you never know what might happen.”

As his breathing evened out and he drifted off to sleep, Y/N lingered for a moment, watching him with a soft smile.

She turned to leave but found Tom waiting in the hallway, leaning casually against the doorframe. His lips curved into a smirk as he took her hand, guiding her towards their bedroom.

Once inside, he closed the door behind them and pulled her close. His voice was low, teasing, but there was a spark of sincerity in his eyes. “You heard the boy,” he murmured. “He wants a sibling. So let’s give him one.”

Y/N laughed softly, her cheeks warming as she looked up at him. “Oh, is that so?” she teased, though her heart fluttered at the thought.

Tom’s arms wrapped around her waist, his smile turning tender. “It’s a new year, my love. Let’s make it one to remember.”

And as the snow continued to fall outside, the Riddle manor grew just a little warmer.

[katherinereilly19]

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[katherinereilly19]

Okay, I love your writing....but why do you have to go and call me out like this??

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@witchcraftandgeeknes this is you. This is also why I love you.

[witchcraftandgeeknes]

Oh yes it's totally me. Thanks and I love you too, darling 💜🐍

[katherinereilly19]

I feel exposed....

[katherinereilly19]

*credit to the owners of the gif

[katherinereilly19]

September 1st 2023

Mikaelson Trio -Legacies- Book 3

Sneak Peek of the new Couple and Group Aesthetics

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The new Individual Aesthetics

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Happy Birthday to Mikaelson Trio -Legacies-

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Me: I need to save money

Also me:

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Thank you to everyone who got me to 50 likes!

[katherinereilly19]

The first brother: Anthony and Elijah, care about the family first and foremost

The second brother: Benedict and Niklaus, artists that sometimes struggle with their feelings

The third brother: Colin and Kol, the sneaky brother that likes to travel

[katherinereilly19]

Can you guys believe it? One year ago, I posted the first part of Oldest Mikaelson Sister. In honor of the book turning one I want to tell you all a little story on why this means so much too me.

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Seven years ago today, I woke up very early in the morning, and my mom told me that my Papa had passed away. I went through several different phases on what I wanted to do, and then I found writing. So as I began writing 'Oldest Mikaelson Sister', I told myself that I would post it on the first of April and if the boom did well, I would continue writing and go to school to become an author. So thank you all for being apart of this journey with me.

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[katherinereilly19]

My favorite part of writing Mikaelson Trio is the relationship between Grace and Lizzie.

Grace is so her father's daughter and looks at Lizzie like the girl hangs the sun every morning and Lizzie leans on Grace because she knows how strong she can be. They are also very protective of each other, everyone knows or learns very quickly that you cannot pick on Lizzie without Grace getting in your face.

(Not my gifs)