This guy is Muzan Jackson err... Kibutsuji from demon slayer and ever since I've watched this I've started picturing Tom Riddle as him...
Don't worry we shouldn't be. I know this person REALLY well, I'm a reliable source trust me bro.
Sugarduckie chan (affectionate) do you approve of this?
[I wasn't sure if these kinds of posts are allowed in this sub but since the topic of discussion is our sub I figured you guys might wanna know]
It's kinda specific, but I hope there is at least some fics that have these things. Tommy doesn't necessarily have to be a teacher, what charmed me the most in that fic was just how out of his depth Tmr was. The side characters were so well written too.(did you know that I've made love in 7 conti-) I loved that tmr was a dark wizard aspiring to take over Britain but was still the sanest compared to his colleagues. I love me the straight man trope. The writing style was soo funny too (he closed the door before the dancing potato could get closer). Hogwarts being somewhat eldritch at times and the crumbs of mysteries thrown in were cherry on top really. Sorry I just really wanted to glaze the fic... I'll appreciate it very much if you guys have anything similar! Thanks in advance.
This is “parody shitfic” by anonymous on ao3, a Pokemon Harry Potter cross over.(featuring tags like graphic depictions of rich people) Oh my God I love this fic 😭
(I don't know about what the controversy referred here is cuz I've never heard of it) Personally, it annoys me when strong characters are denied emotion just so they can aura farm or whatever, it feels dehumanizing... Especially Satoru Gojo, who was always the strongest first and person second.
Suguru has found a kitten. Woe moe be upon ye
“Hey umm, are ashes supposed to do that?”
Harry had been spaced out after Dumbledore's body was placed inside the magic operated incinerator. At one time he might have found it morbidly fascinating, but now he only felt numb and strangely disconnected. Things really were so much easier when he was younger. It was Ron's nervous voice that brought him out of his thoughts.
He followed Ron's pointed finger upwards to the sky and felt all the blood in his heart turn to ice.
Dumbledore's body had already been set in flames. The smoke coming out of it ascended normally for some height after which the pillar of smoke bended - unnaturally and against the wind - and then bended again and again until they were all looking at a slowly expanding vortex in the sky.
“Oh my God...” Hermione exclaimed quietly. Harry was of similar sentiments.
It took a few moments for the shock to wear off before Professor Sprout was already herding all the students together and the other teachers and officials fired a myriad of detection spells at it. The smoke didn't even change shape. The spells just went right through without connecting.
“It's not forming a dark mark though” Ron said uncertainty as Professor Mcgonagal's fifth spell failed. The atmosphere was getting increasingly tense. “But it's certainly dark” Hermione replied. “But who else would mess with Dumbledore's last rites than them?” Harry didn't bother to keep the venom out of his voice. Snape had betrayed Dumbledore's trust and killed him, would he not let the man rest even after his death? Yet he couldn't look away from it. The slowly rotating spiral - it was mesmerizing. It was like being pulled by a gyre in water, you can't help being pulled closer and closer no matter how hard you try to swim away, no matter if you know that the only thing waiting for you at the end is death. But their eyes couldn't help follow the pattern - again and again and again to its core.
"IT'S A CURSE OH MORGANA WE'VE BEEN CURSED" it was Trelawney's wail that seemed to bring most of their senses back. "Its an ancient evil I I know it. None will believe me now but mark my words, when the curse falls on us-" Professor Trelawney fainted mid sentence. Madam Pomfrey rushed to her.
And then the screaming began.
At first it was someone from ravenclaw, then then the hufflepuffs. Then Parvati next to them started screaming, pointing at the sky.
Maybe the spiral had changed when they weren't looking or maybe it had changed so slowly they just hadn't noticed. But right now, the spirals were unmistakably "DUMBLEDORE!"
It was their late headmaster whose face had been formed by the ashes of his own corpse in the sky, twisted and contorted but recognizable. There almost something like sadness in those gray eyes.
Suddenly everyone was quiet. Nobody even blinked. It was like the dementors had come again but it wasn't them. It was a much more primal part of their own brains that told them to stop and listen.
The apparition of Dumbledore moved, then, as though Dumbledore's amplified voice was reaching them from somewhere far away, it spoke
I'm sorry
Everyone had forgotten to breathe.
Do not try to fight it
It is impossible
Maybe Dumbledore wasn't sad, maybe that was fear in his face
God is here
Or, the killing of Dumbledore in Hogwarts grounds sets off an ancient older than time itself - curse in Hogwarts and before they know it the Golden trio are already being pulled deeper in the vortex. Junji Ito's Uzumaki meets Harry Potter.
(it's kinda rushed and unplanned so sorry for that)