doodle dumping ground

Here's my favorite drawings of 2023, wooooo! It's so fun to see all the different seasons represented. I'm curious, which of these do you like most?

Thank you for following along with my art this year! I feel so lucky that anyone connects with my weird little drawings. Your attention and kindness is very much appreciated. ♥

Harry: Tell them I’m dead.

Ron: Uh…alright?

The Next Day

Hermione, unfolding the Prophet: Oh my god. Harry, why is your obituary taking up the full front page?!

Harry: My what??

Hermione: And why on Earth was it co-written by Tom Riddle?!

Ron, spoonful of eggs half way to his mouth: Uhh, well. You see, Riddle told me he wanted to talk to Harry, and I told Harry that he wanted to chat, and Harry told me to go tell the asshole that he died.

Ron: And I made sure to really sell it, too. You’re welcome, mate.

Harry, nearly brought to tears-from laughter or tremendous gratitude, no one is sure: Ron. You are a good friend. A great friend. My very best friend.

Later That Day

Tom, lounging on a chaise with his hand on his forehead: And I swear I thought I saw him walking to potions…his beauty haunts me even now…

He has enough slack to lie down, and not much else. The restraints are tight enough to chafe and seem to burn slightly even when he’s sitting completely stationary. Harry fears that if nightmares come and he begins to thrash in his sleep they might cut through his wrists entirely.

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From chapter 3 of @riddleandpottersittinginatree’s Two Words in Green Ink

Hufflepuff!Harry being cool

Chapter 1: part one

Chapter 1: part two

Chapter 2: part one

Chapter 2: part two

Chapter 3: part one

Chapter 3: part two

Chapter 4: part one

Chapter 4: part two

Chapter 4: part three

Chapter 5: part one

Chapter 5: part two

Chapter 6: part one

Chapter 6: part two

Chapter 6: part three

Hi! Thank you for your interest in this blog 🤍 This is a rec blog focused exclusively on Tomarrymort recs.

If you're looking for Tomarrymort rec lists, keep reading! I will keep this master list of links updated as I post more rec lists to this blog.

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My standard list of rec list disclaimers:

• Please mind all tags and warnings on AO3 before reading (including CCNTW, explanation here). I strive to include a diverse range of fic genres and ratings in my rec lists, so you'll come across lighter fare such as fluff and crack fics, along with fics that may cover darker themes. • Recs are always listed in alphabetical order by title. • Because I'm reccing Tomarrymort ship fics (all ratings from G through E) rather than gen fics, I aim to find fics where both characters in the ship are a meaningful part of the story; there isn't significant focus dedicated to side ships for Harry or Tom before getting to the endgame ship; and the Tomarrymort ship is central to the story. • Finally, this blog is not a fic-finding blog, but please visit our friends at @findingtomarrymort if you're having trouble locating a specific fic!

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Tomarrymort Recs Master List

I. Longfic Recs

Part 1 — Tomarrymort Beginner Pack (10 fics) Part 2 — Intermediate Pack (16 fics) Part 3 — Advanced Pack (12 fics)

II. Themed Rec Lists

Harry-Raises-Tom Riddle recs (14 fics) Voldemort-Raises-Harry recs (13 fics) Omega Tom Riddle | Voldemort recs (9 fics) Fem Tomarrymort (F/F) recs (15 fics) (coming soon) Dead Dove Tomarrymort recs

III. Answered Asks

Professor Potter recs (13 fics) Professor Riddle recs (12 fics) Tom & Harry Co-parenting recs (8 fics) Creature Fic (naga, vampire, mermaid, werewolf, veela) recs (25 fics) Unhinged/Dark Harry recs (13 fics) Independent/Strong-Willed Harry recs (10 fics) 1940s-era Tomarrymort recs (23 fics) Tomarrymort crack recs (34 fics) Tomarrymort casefic/mystery recs (15 fics) (coming soon) Snake-Like Voldemort recs

IV. Recs by Publication Date

Lumberjacks, like most megafauna species generally require more space than the average hardware store, even a big box store could provide. The misconception is that Lumberjacks are a social species because of how they often work and live together.

This is a matter of necessity, not preference, and a survival technique for thriving under the LogBoss.

A “pack” of Lumberjacks, if not under the environmental pressure of a LogBoss will naturally disperse until they each have a wide territory.

Lumberjacks rarely fight for territory.

One on one, a Lumberjack could drive out a Dad or Lesbian, however the latter tend to travel in social packs.

Lumberjacks will passively retreat on the presence of large numbers of people. Kind of like Sasquatch.

Getting a “pack” of Lumberjacks assembled would be hard enough unless they were forced into a Hardware Store by a LogBoss. In that case, they would already be in a heightened and potentially agitated state far above their natural behavior. This artificial scenario can be likened to a circus animal running amok. If it had been in the wild, the incident would not have occurred.

Free-roaming Lumberjacks are the cryptids of the Hardware ecosystem. They are surprisingly quiet and unobtrusive.

Will stood on the edge of the plank, his eyes closed, and didn’t show any fear in front of the men who’d forced him here. 

A life of piracy had always been leading up to this, and with his crew gone he had nothing left. He ignored the thoughts of someone else, a wraith, the man he’d vowed never to go near again. Will would rather die than let his last thoughts be of him. 

He took a deep breath, let his body calm, and was ready to feel the icy cold death he’d so long been promised. 

But he was denied his fate by the sound of a cannonball. 

Will turned, wide eyed, and stared at a vision out of his nightmares. 

The Chesapeake. 

He thought for a moment of jumping still, punishing that man for what he did, but the moment he saw Captain Hannibal Lecter all his thoughts of death were gone. 

Hannibal stepped through the fighting that had broken out among the brigands who’d commandeered The Wolf Trap and killed his crew. His long ash blonde locks swayed in the wind and Will’s heart beat faster the closer he came. 

He was even more handsome than Will remembered. 

The minute they were close enough to speak Will found he had no words. 

“Your beauty has only blossomed since I last was fortunate enough to lay eyes on you.” 

They stared at each other, an arm’s length apart, and Will’s eyes filled with angry tears. “I’m happy to know you remember me, Captain,” he spit, “You can now change the image in your head of me while you watch me plunge to my death.” 

Will rushed forward, only to have Hannibal pull him back roughly. His growl of anger made Will oddly nostalgic, and the tears that had threatened to fall wet his cheeks at being in Hannibal’s arms. 

Hannibal pulled him back onto the deck and kept his hold from behind, pressing his nose to Will’s hair and breathing in the scent of him. “You stubborn fool.”

“I deserve it, for what I’ve done.” 

“Will…” 

“I failed them,” he said, leaning back against him, “I…I wasn’t…I’m not meant to be a captain. I’m meant…” 

Hannibal turned him around and stared into Will’s eyes. “…to be a first mate. You’re meant to be at my side.” 

Will shook his head. “I can’t.” 

He was pulled into an embrace that made him shake with want of more. 

“Not in my bed,” Hannibal whispered in his ear, “Just…by my side. I need you, Will.” 

He closed his eyes. “Yes, Captain.” 

The Chesapeake had been home to him for nearly five years, and it would be again. But he would not let himself fall into the temptation of letting Hannibal back into his heart.