#harry is at his limit

[tommarvoloriddlesdiary]

Harry: I made the mistake of giving into one of Tom’s demands and now he has more.

Tom: I only asked you to pass me a glass of pumpkin juice.

Harry: Yeah, which I did. And then you immediately asked me to give up all my morals and rule wizarding britain by your side.

Tom: …

Harry: …

Tom: Well…will you?

Harry: I’m exhausted with you.

[risetherivermoon]

headcanon that james has a collection of spiderman action figures that he's very passionate about

[fleshadept]

since i played disco elysium the only way i've been able to describe the feeling it instills is "shrimp emotions" because i really just have no words for it. none do it justice. melancholy, catharsis, hope, regret. there's so much and it's so interwoven

[arrozconlecheeee]

Lately been really thinking about him a lot❄️

[andithiel]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💙

Aaaah omg thank you for this ask my dear friend 🥹 I loved your list (found here). I did this 1,5 years ago (that list can be found here) and I didn’t want to repeat myself so I’m going to go with stuff that I’ve written since (as if that would make it easier) *cries in ambivalence*

Sweet Desire (Scorbus, just short of 6k, rated E, first person POV) I wrote this for last year's next gen fest. I was in a major writing slump and couldn't find any inspiration until I found the prompt "first time oral sex" and for some reason that inspired me. I had so much fun trying to convey that giddy teenage trying new things together in a trusting relationship, and I hope I pulled it off. Scorbus is pretty tricky for me to write but I really enjoyed spending time with these two lovebirds.

Sinking/Floating (Drarry, 963 words, rated T, second person POV) This was also something that made something click in me when I saw the lovely imovie of @bluebutter-art 's amazing fanart So rest your weary heart with me. I wanted to convey the same feeling I got when looking at Blue's art, and it took me a while to get there but I'm still very proud of how it came out.

Take that ride (Drarry, 1,6k, rated T) Inspired by Dance to this with Troye Sivan and Ariana Grande. I tried to capture the feeling of the song and include some of the elements in it, and tried to focus on the sensory despcriptions (which is something I tend to forget when writing), and I think it's one of the things I'm most proud of.

Let me show you (Drarry, 556 words, it's only on tumblr but I guess I'd rate it T) Sometimes inspiration just hits. You go about your daily chores and thinks about the fuck or die trope and then BAM! You need to write a 500 word drabble about mutual pining and Draco heroically chasing down Harry to offer his services.

microfic for the prompt "Truth or dare" for last year's flufftober I'm just super happy and proud that I managed to get this amount of story into 50 words, go me!

[palms-upturned]

Tbh as a cane user it’s a little funny to me that Harry gets shot in the leg (and potentially the shoulder) and then has to just. Continue w his Jamrock shuffle. Sounds like a wheelchair situation to me, but damn, nobody had even a spare cane for the guy? Crutches, perhaps? Couldn’t even like go out and get a particularly large stick? He reopens his wound just by taking a nap and having a nightmare, and then if u try and let him catch his breath you’ll just trigger the idle animation where Cuno makes Harry give him a piggy back ride 😩 and then you can’t even do drugs about it or Jean will bully you. How about I shoot YOU in the shoulder and the thigh and see how well YOU do even trying to MOVE without fourteen different substances in you, hm?? Anyway I think there should be a cane in the game with +2 Pain Threshold (pain management) +1 Volition (soldiering on) -2 Hand/Eye Coordination (hands full) and +1 Half Light (improvised weapon)

[even-disco-baby]

YOU — “Did you become a gardener because of your grandmother?”

THE GARDENER — She looks taken aback by your question. “I’m sorry?”

YOU — “Your grandmother who taught you about the nutrients in the snow.”

THE GARDENER — “I got that part, thanks. I just…” She shakes her head with a quiet breath.

EMPATHY — She just thought it was a strange question for a cop to ask.

THE GARDENER — “Yes, it was because of her.” Her expression flickers just slightly. “*For* her…”

DRAMA — There’s more to this cute grandma story, sire.

AUTHORITY — Who cares about her grandma? Tell her to cut the bullshit and stop wasting your time already!

“Cool. Sorry, I don’t know why I asked you that. I actually don’t care that much.”

“Okay, let’s cut the bullshit. Are you really a gardener?”

“You sound sad.”

THE GARDENER — “Do I?” She smiles shyly. “Sorry. I was getting nostalgic.”

DRAMA — She’s laying it on a little thick, but she isn’t lying. You touched a nerve.

YOU — “Was she a gardener, too?”

THE GARDENER — “…She wanted to be,” she says, her voice measured. “But we rarely end up where we want to be, wouldn’t you say?”

INLAND EMPIRE — Yes. You would. You don’t even remember where or who you hoped to be, but it can’t have been anything like *this.* No one would ever want to be you.

“Yeah. You’re right. I mean, look at *me.* I hope I didn’t end up like this intentionally. That would be pretty weird.”

“Hey, it’s never too late to give it a shot.”

THE GARDENER — “I mean, it is for her,” she says drily. “She’s dead.”

EMPATHY — Oh.

YOU — “Oh.”

THE GARDENER — “Why are you asking so many questions about my grandmother, anyway? I can assure you she didn’t put that body in the tree. On account of being dead.”

“You never can tell. She could have faked her death. I have to explore every possibility. I’m told that’s what detectives do. And also that I’m a detective.”

“Okay, you got me, I don’t actually care about your grandma. I care about why you’re spying on us.”

“Just curious. It sounds like she meant a lot to you.”

THE GARDENER — Her expression flickers again, almost imperceptibly.

COMPOSURE — She’s trained herself well to keep a straight face. Strange for a gardener.

THE GARDENER — “…She still does,” she admits quietly. “She gave up her home and her garden to take care of me. And then worked herself to death, quite literally.”

EMPATHY — There’s bitterness in her voice, but not toward her grandmother. More likely toward the job that wore her down to nothing.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY — Without the speed and the nicotine and the booze to smooth out all those harsh edges, you would have been worn down to nothing by now, too.

“That’s the economy for you. She should have worked on her hustle.”

“I totally understand. Being a cop is really hard.”

“Well, at least *you* ended up where you wanted to be. I’m sure she’d be glad that you became a gardener.”

THE GARDENER — Slowly, like the snow on the breeze, her gaze falls from you to her gloved hands. Her face is still as stone.

“Yes,” she says hollowly. “She would.”

EMPATHY — And that’s what makes it all so much harder.

[the-acid-pear]

Honestly I always mostly just think of the [looks at notes] 3 managers Harry was friends with when thinking of what he lost but considering he's that old and has been jumping between franchises so much and also the fact Every Fucking Phoney (save for 3) got scrapped by the time we meet him; how much as this man lost? How many people he cared about has he seen die gruesome deaths again and again? Has he managed to find time to process this to grieve or has he just desensitized himself to the situation entirely? I wonder if some vague memory or reaction from how he dealt w this while in the war is how he keeps it at bay. Though it's rich of me to take his formality at face value when he has shown to not be a stranger to strong emotional reactions. Much to think about!

[palin-tropos]

also i’m now feral and obsessed with the idea of Kim walking on water to carry an unconscious Harry back to the Kineema from the island, removing him from the narrative and protecting him from the suffering to come when he rejoins the RCM, and letting him stay in Martinaise forever. based glitch Kim creating a doomed timeline that severs the lines of fate

[hyunjining]

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[tommarvoloriddlesdiary]

Harry, head in his hands and groaning: My day is ruined.

Tom, patting him on the back: You should be more like me, Harry. I don’t let other people ruin my day. It’s my day. I’ll ruin it myself.

Harry: …

Harry, lifting his head up and glaring: You’re the reason my day is ruined.

Tom: We just talked about this.

[57sfinest]

PRECINCT 41 BULLPEN (C-Wing) -- The main workroom of C-wing is busy this time of day, full of officers milling about to get reports submitted so they can punch out and go home before they’re caught and assigned a last-minute evening field case. You spent years of your life, nearly two decades, here in this room in this building. And you had to be given a tour when you were taken back in. You have only been back for a few days, restricted to pencil-pushing until your general sanity can be vouched for and also until Kim’s transfer finalizes. Whichever takes longer.

SUGGESTION -- No one else would agree to partner with you, and in Jamrock no officer can go into the field alone. It’s a matter of policy, your questionable faculties notwithstanding. So you’d better get to liking the drone work-- you’ll be stuck at this desk until Kim gets here. Maybe longer.

ESPRIT DE CORPS (Easy: Success) -- On the other side of the silk mill, two people are dressing down in the locker room. Patrol officers Tillbrook and Mollins speak to each other over a wall of lockers for privacy. “Did you see? Tequila’s back. I thought he finally kicked it.” 

ESPRIT DE CORPS -- “Do I want to see?” Mollins peeks around a row of lockers to grin. “How bad is it? Do we need to evacuate?”

ESPRIT DE CORPS -- The shake of his head carries an air of confusion. “He was… quiet. The rumors were true-- I had to reintroduce myself.” At Mollins’ scoff of disbelief, he continues-- “I saw him in the hall and I said, ‘Hey, Tequila!’ and he gave me this funny look and went-- do you know what he said? He just said ‘Don’t call me that, please.’ and he kept on walking. He said *please*, Emelie.”

ESPRIT DE CORPS -- “So he really did lose his mind. I guess the jury’s out on whether he found it like you said he would.” Mollins shrugs. “I give it a week. Maybe two, if he and Vicquemare manage to avoid each other.”

ESPRIT DE CORPS -- “Before he finds it?”

ESPRIT DE CORPS -- Mollins smiles. It is not sincere. There is worry, maybe fear, etched into the lines around her mouth. “Before he loses it again.”

[bypeter]

ok I’m going to bed I swear but. thinking abt Peter trying to convince Harry that they need to destroy the symbiote and Harry responding “I saved your life, and you won’t try to save mine?” And I just. Cannot get over the absolute devastation of falling back into a deadly illness and it seeming like your best friend in the world is taking away what might be the only cure but also the final bit of control you have over your own life

[the-paper-monkey]

Really find your opinion of dracomort true in the sense that it's mainly a noncon ship true. Personally never saw tom as a sexual being, he is kind of in an asexual spectrum for me. What's your opinion on drarry, tomarry and harrymort?(on basis of canon)

Yes, I generally write Tom as some sort of acespec.

By 'basis of canon' I assume you mean their plausibility in canon?

If so, Drarry certainly has the greatest probability given that no moral event horizon crossing crimes have occurred between them. There is a great deal of freedom when it comes to writing post-war drarry. There's also a lot to build on - Harry using Draco's wand to kill Voldemort, Draco avoiding identifying Harry at Malfoy Manor, Fiendfyre, Sectumsempra, their shared cousin/godson, Harry being Sirius's heir vs Draco being the last of the Blacks, etc. In some ways theyre two sides of the same coin - children used as pawns by powerful men. In other ways, they couldn't be more different.

I've also answered asks about Tomarry vs Taco and my ideal Drarry dynamic previously, which I think are relevant here :)

Tomarry is probably a ship that varies wildly depending on how the writer has chosen to make them meet. Same Age AU or No Magic AU are VERY different propositions to a Canon-Divergent Time-Travel or Horcrux fic to me. The core reason is that well, um, Voldemort killed Harry's parents and the prophecy makes any sort of reconciliation very difficult. No matter how much he likes a person, I believe Tom's self-preservation instinct would override that.

I do think Tom and Harry could come to respect each other. Harry has a lot of traits that Tom values and vice versa. In HBP we see Harry develop a reluctant admiration for Tom's bravery and audacity when confronting his uncle. But I really have a hard time ever seeing Harry's morals bend to accommodate Tom's bigotry, nor Tom limit himself to placate Harry. Think leaning into the shades of reckless violence and anger in Harry's personality and aligning them against a common enemy is where I'd take it. Still, Harry wouldn't put up with Tom's genocidal tastes. I find it implausible enough in older Drarry fics when Harry turns a blind eye to Draco calling Hermione a Mudblood (or worse, treats it like a charming personality quirk), let alone tolerating TOM'S attitudes sdfghjk

While Diary!Tom is curious about Harry as a genuine potential threat (though ultimately decides that he's overhyped), Voldemort only views him as an obstacle—Dumbledore's puppet—as he puts it. I don't think Voldemort has any interest in Harry as a person. He just wants to dispose of him in the most theatrical fashion possible to reassert his own power and dominance after being bested by a baby. Similar to what I said on the Dracomort ask about him needing to see Draco as a separate identity from Lucius, the same is necessary for Harry from Dumbledore. My opinion on Harrymort isn't particularly different from my opinion on Dracomort. The fifty year age gap puts a strain on plausibility for me for there ever being any real love or respect, but anything else goes. Now, Voldemort and an older Harry—maybe in his 30s or 40s—could be a different conversation.

[descendantofthesparrow]

more stupid poyw!invitation shit

(y/n)/rose really just rolls up to a fancy ass mansion wearing biker punk n Harry’s jacket with (somehow) Harry’s motorcycle huh? girly just has zero respect

she just does not fit the Alexander vision and it surprises everyone but Harry(whos still processing (y/n)/rose is here cuz how?!) 

[zerogravityinq]

I just made a whole ass spreadsheet to calculate ages and birthdays in my crossover fict. The fact that there is just one HP character I didn't have a full birthday on hand for (Teddy Lupin, natch. It's in April of 1998 but not the exact day which is WEAK) is some fuckshit DC.

So if anyone wants to see my birthdays and Ages as what it will be January 1, 2024 I can post it in my drabble story on AO3 (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)1