#tomarrymort drabble

[greenlighted]

so let me slip inside

tonight you are mine // the technicolors

❛ don't be so naive, you know that you are all that i see (so, tonight you are mine) ❜

AO3 WC: 100

“are you going to fuck me or not?” “say please,” harry mumbled into tom's neck in between kisses. “stop teasing me,” tom said, the words coming out in soft pants. “i will, darling, don't worry,” harry promised, rasing his head from tom's neck to look into his eyes, he rocked his hips forward and sank his cock impossibly deeper into tom but otherwise kept completely still. “you just have to say please.” tom stayed stubbornly silent so harry dipped his head back down to kiss and nip at his neck until tom was ready to let go, to lose control.

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[rowena-rain]

@tomarrymortmicrofics | June 1 | Force

Unforgivable. He should not be able to throw off an Imperius like an old cloak. Not at fourteen.  But Harry Potter is a force unto himself—stronger than an Unforgivable. The strongest magic there is. Your magic. Strike him with the Killing Curse; he lives. (“Kneel.”) Command him with the Imperius; he resists. (“Kneel.”) Break him with the Cruciatus… He screams beautifully. Yet his pain is not enough—not what you want. Not really. (“Kneel.”) Finally, gravity and brute force drop him to the dirt where what’s left of your father’s bones lie.  Avada-green eyes flash up at you like a curse. Death glare, indeed. And you know: It’s not enough. Will never be enough to force him to his knees.

But.

You will put him there.

[tommarvoloriddlesdiary]

Nonsensical, non-comitant, Tom hums, agreeing. He knows how to tune Harry Potter out. He knows very well how to.

He does not.

For all his earlier complaints and reluctance, Tom voices nothing of the sort throughout the entire quidditch match.

The agreements are sincere despite sounding the exact opposite. The hums are sincere. The annoyed grumbles, the sceptical scoffs, and the dubious looks, all sincere. Tom squints, focuses intently on the match and on whatever Harry has to say about it.

Tom could—would—listen to him for ages. Harry Potter does not know this and does not need to.

[eatinghammers]

Tomarrymort idea #1

We're all aware that Voldy had horcruxes, but like, what if they were people and had separate personalities?

Starting simple, Tom's diary. The diary was meant to lure people, it was endearing, people trust it. Maybe if it was a person, it would be rather attractive, hence the luring, it would be kind and caring, maybe a bit secretive though, it is a diary after all.

Nagini. Nagini was cursed to turn to a snake, but the girl used that to their advantage and joined a circus, maybe that means that this Tom would find the silver lining. Voldy went to the snake when he was weak, which could mean that this Tom would be a person good with comforting or helping Harry. Nagini was loyal, devoted, meaning that maybe this Tom would be as well.

Rowena Raven claws diadem. Her Diadem was stolen by her daughter, meaning that this Tom is probably greedy. Her daughter was jealous, meaning that maybe Tom would get jealous too, I.E, not like it when the other horcruxes spend too much time with Harry, etc. He was described as being arrogant about the whole situation, but he was also smart about it, meaning this Tom would probably be arrogant and smart.

Hufflepuffs Cup. Hufflepuffs Cup was owned by the Hufflepuffs, obviously. Loyal, fair, and Hardworking. Hufflepuffs are typically kinder, more gentle, meaning I totally see this Tom being very soft with Harry, devoted, gentle, kind, etc. Also, he can probably cook well since Hufflepuffs are by the kitchen, added bonus I suppose.

Slytherins locket. Slytherin's locket was hidden under a potion that caused the person who drank it to experience their worst memories, fears, like a nightmare. It brought great dread, just the thought of drinking it made people frightened, it also forced the drinker to either drink the water from the lake or die. I could see this Tom being very intimidating given the fear that occurs, scary, cunning, etc. Also, I see him being very aggressively loving if that makes sense. Like, "you look bad, go to sleep." Or something, cold, calculating, yet still loving.

Marvelo Gaunts ring. The ring was very, very expensive. It was highly valued, it was subtle yet elegant. One of the most well known owners of the ring given it's very long heritage was the same person who wanted the resurrection stone. He ended up ending his life to be reunited with the one he loved. Given this information, I can see this Tom being incredibly dramatic and gaudy, maybe a bit greedy, but also very devoted and loving, very much a gentleman.

Even better if Harry has no idea how the fuck there are all this many Tom's and why they're all trying to date him.

[ohthesestarsthatshine]

gimme tmr comforting sunshine hp breaking down over the weight of being the golden boy

“Come here. I’ll do it.”

Harry’s hands are shaking but he’s stubborn as ever, the tears sliding down his face mostly silently. “Riddle, I’m more than capable of brewing my own-“

“I know you are. Just let me do it.”

“It-it’ll get better right? It has to get better.”

“I’ve found that the more I hope for change, the less inclined fate seems to give it to me. I just have to hope that enough good people are hoping with me, and eventually something will happen. Come on Scarhead. You’ve got this, alright?”

[jlhynde-insanitybrilliance]

UDLTTOM Drabble: Like a Book.

Evans read him like a book. It was frustrating. Perplexing.

How did this stranger know him so well?

Tom still hadn’t found the answer to that question.

Instead, what he did find was that this connection—this ability to read him like a book—wasn’t entirely one-sided. Without knowing when or how, Tom found himself knowing Evans. Seeing Evans. Understanding him and the way he thought. Predicting, even, what he would say before he said it.

Sometimes it was almost like the words that flew from his housemates mouth fell from his own lips. Sometimes Tom could swear he could feel them on his tongue; wet muscle curling around each syllable as it was spoken aloud.

It was only when Evans called him out for mocking him, that Tom even realized he had been unconsciously mouthing along.

How curious? How Strange?

How utterly fascinating…

[theonceandfuturequeenoftarts]

Oct. 4: Fire, second-person POV, drabble

You told yourself decades ago, as you stared at a wardrobe you’d thought lost and burned mere hours ago, that you would never let anyone deny you anything. If you wanted it, you would have it, come hell or high water. The world would be yours. You’ve lived your life that way and you’ve come so close to having everything you’ve ever wanted. Even the boy meant to be your downfall – he looks at you with an affection you’ve never known, despite all you’ve done to him over the years. (But a part of you knows you don’t deserve him.)

[i-dream-of-libraries]

I am going to attempt Tomarrymort or Gen HP drabbles

🖤 Please send me any prompts you wish to see and I will try to write a couple a week. 🖤

[eris-eveningstar]

Lord Voldemort was dumbstruck. He wasn't particularly certain what he should feel in this situation, but...the word dumbstruck was the only word he could think of to describe what he was feeling. He was most certainly struck dumb, at least.

And in front of him, having the time of his life lazing in the grass with a three and a half metre long magical python-viper breed coiled around his body was Harry. Bloody. Potter.

Yes, him. The boy who utterly refused to die was now placed under the generous protection of Lord Voldemort. And he was...happy about it. No, he wasn't simply happy, the dreadful boy was filled with glee. His shimmering green eyes positively sparkled with joy when he was told that he'd never return to his pitiful guardians, that he wouldn't be able to go back to Hogwarts, and he'd be safe under Lord Voldemort's grace forever more....

Ever since he divined the truth of Harry Potter that evening the Department of Mysteries, the boy had been kept safe at his side. His horcrux was now safely placed with him at Riddle House, and nothing would ever harm a single hair on his head ever again. The boy would be safe, most certainly.

But Harry Potter wouldn't think that. Voldemort had prepared himself for it. The boy's enmity, his spite, the gleam of brash courage in his eyes and the snarl on his lips. He would fight back, for Voldemort would expect nothing less of the carrier of his soul, his precious horcrux.

Of course, he was to be proven wrong. Once again, Harry was an enigma. He didn't react in any way Voldemort could expect. Instead of receiving the boy's vicious scorn, Harry Potter simply lit up with joy when he discovered his new living situations. He tried to hide it, certainly, but no truth could be kept from the eyes of Lord Voldemort. Not even the boy's joy at being kidnapped, as oxymoronic as the statement should be.

When Voldemort introduced the boy to his new living quarters—Riddle House's heir room a few doors down, once belonging to his own father—he didn't expect the hitched sob that crawled out of his mouth, nor did he expect the pink in his cheeks as his eyes...lit up. He could hear the thought in the boy's mind, barely, but the words my own room...finally.... rang through Voldemort's mind for days afterward. And he was...shocked.

Did the boy not have his room at home? Did he share it with a relative, perhaps? He knew all about the dorms at Hogwarts, but he didn't realize the Gryffindor dorms were that terrible.

Somehow, the thought didn't ring true. Something was missing, he thought. But he couldn't seem to place it.

For now, he simply stared at Harry as he lazed about in the grass, his raven locks spread out like a halo and his green eyes and bright smile more vibrant than the grass or sky could ever hope to be.

He'd find the truth behind the mystery once and for all, eventually. But he'd simply relax for now.

What if Voldemort kidnaps Harry after finding out he's a horcrux and decides to keep him safe but Instead of Harry freaking out and trying to escape, he's just like "oh boy, a vacation🤗. Three meals a day🤨 its just like hogwarts, except no one's trying to kill me😋."

[greenlighted]

second chances wont leave us alone

kissing in cars // pierce the veil

❛ when second chances won't leave you alone, then there's faith in love ❜

AO3 wc: 100

“this one?” tom asks quietly, raising his hand towards the lightning scar on harry's forehead, as he had done with all of harry's scars he couldn't help but ask after. harry flinched when he saw tom's hand coming towards his face, remembering the first time that tom had touched his scar. tom dropped his hand after seeing harry's reaction, and harry suddenly had a hard time reading his expression. he reached out for tom's hand and brought it back up to his face, encouraging the touch. immediately tom was tracing the fractal pattern with the tip of his finger. “you.”

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[rowena-rain]

Suspend | June 2 | 124 words

@tomarrymortmicrofics

Not a great situation, you think wryly. And you’ve had your fair share of those. This one’s flirting with the top five, though. Wrists crossed and bound, stretched so high you’ve got to stand on tiptoes. Worse: dressed only in your many scars, dirt and blood from the final battle. At least this blood’s only yours—it was under your robes, after all. “Kinky…” you goad. If he wants to humiliate you in front of his Death Eaters, he’ll have to try harder. “But a bit repetitive. We already did the whole bondage thing, remember? The graveyard? Can’t believe you of all people would do the same thing over and over—oh wait…” Voldemort grins, revealing venom-tipped fangs. “Perhaps you should… suspend your disbelief, little horcrux.”

[tommarvoloriddlesdiary]

Harry Potter is something of an impossibility and an inevitability all at once.

Tom has only started to understand and come to terms with this recently. In the darker hours of his harsher nights, when anger and rage come like maelstrom waves, the comforting weight of Harry’s hand on his shoulder guides and steadies him, mooring him ashore. He may rock, nearly tip, but Harry is always there noose-tight.

Hush, he says. Sit with me.

Tom does. His reeling no match to Harry’s.

A hollow longing is replaced and forgotten in his presence, and Tom thinks - I could love him.

[rose-colored-glasses7]

Okay, I now need a fic like this...

a fic for @shelter-maki0 inspired by their beautiful art on twitter

It was a trap. Of course it was. Bloody Death Eaters and the bloody Dark Lord. Snakes, always setting traps. It achingly reminded Harry of Tom. However, he had his Invisibility Cloak. He was fine. Only Tom could sometimes — always — find Harry beneath it. He never told Harry how, simply that he always felt when Harry was near. It had been sweet to know that even when Harry thought he was invisible to the rest of the world, Tom would be able to see him. But Tom was gone. Most likely dead — Harry clenched his eyes shut, shaking his head. No. He couldn’t think about Tom now. He had to get away from Lord Voldemort first.  He could hear him, somewhere behind him, trailing after him. Maybe he was more snake than man. Maybe he could smell Harry. How else would he be able to track him so well?  Harry did not dare turn around, gripping the Cloak tight, controlling his breathing as best as he could. Harry advanced forward, away from the dark wizard, walking under the clear, starry night. There was a blue saturation to the night tonight, the moon’s shine a mixture of blues and silvers. Harry turned around, checking for signs of Voldemort. There was nobody on the field anymore. Maybe he gave up. There was a sound of splitting, tearing, shimmering cloth, like water was cut. The starry cloth of the Invisibility Cloak from shoulders down fell in a heap on the floor, revealing most of Harry’s body.  Panicking, Harry turned, and saw black robes in front of him. It was all the time he had before a face ducked under his Invisibility Cloak, entering Harry’s space. Large, skeletal, white hands cupped his cheeks, the pads of their fingers settling on the back of his nape, turning Harry’s face up. A serpentine, white face stood above him. Shining, red, cat-like eyes stared down into his own. Harry’s breath caught, his limbs freezing.  “I found you, Harry.” whispered Lord Voldemort, his voice silky, soft as the quiet night around them.  The wizard was close, too close. Only Tom had ever been this close.  “I told you I can always see you under it.” said Voldemort.  Harry’s mind jammed. See him? No. That could not be. Only Tom could... Harry frowned, staring up at the skeletal face. The last time he’d seen Tom, he had looked waxen and his voice had become colder... And his eyes... The hands held his face gently. Harry's stomach dropped. “Tom?” he breathed quietly, unable to think of anything else. Voldemort smiled, and it was Tom's smile, and Harry couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t think, his heart was beating inside his throat and head and — Tears were slipping down his face. “Shhh,” murmured Voldemort, a near caress of a whisper, catching Harry’s tears with his long nails. “It’s all right. I’ve found you, Harry.” Under the Invisibility Cloak and the stars, Voldemort closed the distance, pressing a tender kiss to Harry’s mouth.  Yes. Harry knew that kiss. Harry kissed back.

[aethon-recs]

This Week in Tomarrymort (4 – 10 October 2024)

Another week chock-full of updates! October is always such a rich and amazingly productive month in fandom, with such an explosion of new ideas and fics with the many prompt challenges going on. And a few more @tomarrybigbang fics as well! 

As with last week, please feel free to add some extra context to your fic update in the reblog, like a little bit about the chapter(s) updated. For this format of weekly list, there’s no space to add a summary or extra info about the fics, so I’ll rely on the authors to share a bit more about their updates, if you’re so inclined! 🤍

A recap of the author notes from last week:

such unholy heaving by @cealesti (M, 10k, WIP) “A horror/suspense F/F Tomarry fic set in a D&D-inspired fantasy setting.” These Fragments We've Shored by @rowena-rain (M, 28k, WIP) “GOVERNMENT WARNING: (1) According to the Surgeon General, Harry Potter should not drink alcoholic beverages while resurrecting Lord Voldemort because of the risk of...everything. (2) Consumption of alcoholic beverages impairs your ability to operate Deathly Hallows, and may cause, er, problems. Aka, Harry gets hammered and decides it's a great idea to drunk "text" (i.e., summon) Voldemort with the Stone. Voldemort isn't one to pass up an opportunity to exploit vulnerability for personal gain.” Do It Over by @marrythemonstersao3 (T, 46k, WIP) “A depressed postwar Harry has taken Death's hand, reunited with the horcrux he mourned, and traveled into his own past Now he wakes up on the morning of his eleventh birthday, ready to do things differently this time. He has no grand plans, just the instinct to be close to the man whose soul he shares.” Anytime, Anywhere, Always by @moontearpensfic (E, 18k, WIP) “A role reversal AU! In this latest chapter, Tom tells a scary story for Halloween to get Harry hot and bothered.” on line sex & rabbit stew by @izharmilgram (E, 3k, complete) “Includes time-travelling Professor Harry Potter, phone sex in the 1950s, horcrux shenanigans, parseltongue, Tom being sexually frustrated... fun stuff.” The Brief Fiery Plummets by @marrythemonstersao3 (T, 1k, WIP) “A series of 100-word drabbles exploring different moments Harry might have woken up in after traveling back to the past in When the Weight is Gone.” forgive me father by @cindle-writes (E, 2k, complete) “A PWP one-shot where Tom sneaks into Harry's bed while he's sleeping and seduces him, featuring adoptive father Harry and shota boypussy Tom.”

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Tomarrymort One Shots and Completed Fic

Chapter 15 (Completed) of Just Business by @holaolla1

One Shot | family friends by @reggieblk

One Shot | young lust by @xodahafez

One Shot | the precarity of virgin souls by @izharmilgram

One Shot | roughly, dry and painful by @2sidesofthesamesoul

One Shot | don’t wake me (i’m not dreaming) by @dreaming-in-the-dark

One Shot | The Sweetness of Your Tears by @v33r00

One Shot | sleeping with ghosts by @theonceandfuturequeenoftarts

One Shot | Newly Forged by @obsidianpen

One Shot | bad guy by @circleofplanets

One Shot | nineteen (ever so priceless) by @midsummersins

One Shot | Consequences of Murder by @penrot

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Tomarrymort Ongoing Fics

Chapter 3 of friend of the devil (a friend of mine) by @shyinsunlight

Chapter 37 of Part One - The Solitude of Suffering by @iseliljathedreamer

Chapter 63 of Holly & Yew by @lovely-lotus

Chapter 7 of Anytime, Anywhere, Always by @moontearpensfic

Chapter 15 of Sits the wind in that quarter by @mosiva

Chapter 1 of it’s hard being casual by sansaerys

Chapter 12 of Saint Harry by @alenablack @chaos-bear

Chapter 9 of Ills of Murder by @shadow-of-the-eclipse

Chapter 3 of a pound of flesh by @ictyn

Chapter 7 of Hole in the Wall by tomrddle

Chapter 11 of Aphelion by TimaeusKosmou

Chapter 36 of Seeing Sand by @valkyrie-chemist

Chapter 14 of the stars, my destination by @milkandmoon-ao3

Chapter 2 of Lunacy by @crowcrowcrowthing

Chapters 1 and 2 of What quickens me is the violence in thee by @i-dream-of-libraries

Chapter 1 of The Sacred Art Of Repression by @goldenzingy46

Chapter 2 of such unholy heaving by @cealesti

Chapters 5 through 7 of The Brief Fiery Plummets by @marrythemonstersao3

Chapter 4 of Fate's Coffin by @noxxytocin

Chapter 1 of Infinite by @moontearpensfic

Chapter 5 of i am anonymous, you are a concrete wall by Pensievable

Chapter 1 of Plague by @a-sentimental-man

Chapter 5 of Forbidden Darkness by @neurowriter14

Chapter 4 of Memories of a Killer by @chemfreak89

Chapter 1 of the alchemy by @cindle-writes

Chapters 126 and 127 of Liquida Tenebris (Remastered) by @dymis

Chapter 1 of despite everything, it's still you by @boromirsayshi

Chapter 8 of all you do is kill, love snakes, and lie by @soopsiedaisies

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[mister-tom-a-dildo-lover]

What constitutes as a rarepair anyway having a couple fics and that's it?

Depends.

If your rare pair has 50 fics on AO3/FFN, it's rare. UNLESS, there are only 100 fics in total. That would mean your rare pair is actually common as it makes up 50% of the current fan content for that fandom that is available on AO3/FFN. It's probably the fan fav to be specific.

There are 847,000 HP fanfics on FFN alone. Tomarry/Harrymort fics technically make up about 1.5%, but that is when you search Harry/Voldemort and Harry/Tom specifically. If you search fics where all three are tagged, it's under 1%. This is because many Tomarrymort writers will use Tom and Voldemort interchangeably and at the same time even if they only present the Dark Lord or Dark Lord Wannabe the whole fic.

If you search each specifically with Romance, and add them together, they make up 0.6% of the HP fics on FFN.

Hell, Cedric/Harry has almost the same amount of fics on AO3, as pure Harry/Voldemort does. This means just Harrymort. No Tom Riddle/Harry Potter being tagged in it as well cuz writers can't choose which ship their fic falls under. This also means filtering out any fics where Harry gets with others as well, or oneshot/drabble compilations that have crossovers or other ships.

Cedric/Harry can be considered niche and rare, but a ship with only a couple hundred more fics on AO3, isn't? Ron/Harry and Theodore/Harry have more fics that Cedric/Harry but a little less than Voldemort/Harry. Sirius/Harry is almost on par with Cedric/Harry. Out of 484,000 HP fics on AO3, all of these ships have over 1K fics but less than 2K.

Saying 1,700 is a big number, isn't wrong. But if you're comparing it to 400,000, things change a bit. 1,700 of 400,000 is a vastly different ball game here. Likewise, 2,200 of 847,000 is very small. To make things clear, more than 50% of these fics are cross-posted on both AO3 & FFN, so you could cut that number directly in half for a more realistic amount.

If your ship makes up 1% or below of the total fan content in such a massive fandom and is even considered to be crack by not only people who ship it with you, but everyone who doesn't ship it, it's likely considered rare.

(I used Harrymort as an example cuz ant!s are a little more accepting of Tomarry since they're of the similar ages. That is why there are so many obviously Harrymort fics tagged as Tomarry and why many of us have to clarify we're talking about the evil, 70 y/o snake face when thinking of fics ideas.)