0-0malik - Mal

ah yes, trying a new way to render with skk

Soukoku is probably the only ship that gives me immense happiness and pain at the same time.

hey, i read your rec list and fell in love with dust in your pocket. do you know any other fics like it?

by ‘other fics like it’ i’m going to assume you mean femslash tomarry fics, not vaguely steampunk tomarry aus (which would also be incredibly valid.) however, i will grab at any excuse to talk about fem tomarry

femslash tomarry/harrymort recs

at first and fierce affirming sight by @being-luminous is probably my favorite on this list. it’s a one-shot featuring Giant Immortal Snake Queen Tom Riddle and Tiny And Incredibly Smitten Harry Potter: Life Companions. i just adore tom’s characterization in this one

til death do us part (i know that you are mine) by @artsy-death is a short, smutty one-shot featuring a master of death, universe-hopping harry who harbors a minor obsession with tom riddle (across most universes) and of course a deliciously possessive and sadistic tom to top it off.

if you like dark themed tomarry, tag, you’re it by @whotooklortan is perfect. obsessive tom, kidnapped harry, and a wonderful case of stockholm syndrome. i personally like my toms as sociopathic as possible, and i adore this fic

for the well loved Tomarry As Academic Rivals That Also Occasionally Have Hate-Sex trope i offer you favourite pastime by @hookedonthesky

and finally, wolf_of_lilacs has written a ton of great fem tomarry/harrymort fics. here is the link to their collection

go forth and read fanfiction !

I love this. Damn, the details are great!

More Hogwarts AU stuff. Introducing classmates! Lucille is the bird-girl from OTGW (I just gave her a name) and Pat and Oliver are OCs of mine. Info on Dipper, Mabel, Wirt and Greg’s parents, hopefully the writing isn’t too small (more info on Pacifica will appear during the AU, as well as Wendy; Wirt’s dad does not make any appearance in the AU. He’s just there to be the reason to a problem XP

Also, Wirt’s Beast. Now ya know 8DD

Exploring the Names of the Captive Prince Trilogy (1/3)

I’ve seen other people talk about it, but I wanted to do it too. :-\ 

I wanted to do every name, but there were too many. Please inform me if any information is inaccurate. 

Akielon Names 

Damianos (Damen) - Both names are derived from the Greek damazo, meaning “to tame”. The alternate spelling of Daimen also has the meaning of “gentle”. 

Nikandros - Means “victory of a man”. Derived from the Greek nike and andros, meaning “victory” and “of a man” respectively. Nike was also the Greek goddess of victory. 

Makedon - Makedon, also spelled Macedon or Makednos, was the ancestor of the ancient Macedonians and said to be a son of Zeus. Derived from the Greek makednos meaning “tall, slim”. 

Pallas - Means both “to brandish” and “maiden”. Pallas is one of the epithets of the goddess Athena, supposedly given to her after she slayed a giant of the same name. 

Kastor - Means “to excel” or “to shine”. The mythological Castor was a son of a Spartan king and the twin half-brother of Pollux, the son of Zeus. 

Jokaste - Derived from the Greek Iokaste, which is of unknown meaning. In Greek mythology, Jocasta was the wife and mother of King Oedipus. 

Erasmus - Derived from the Greek erasmios, meaning “beloved”. 

Isander - Derived from the Greek isos, meaning “equal”, and andros, meaning “of a man”. 

Theomedes - Possibly created by Pacat. Derived from the Greek theos, meaning “god”, and medomai, meaning “to think, to plan”. 

Egeria - Derived from either the Greek aigeiros, meaning “black poplar”, a type of tree, or the Latin egerere, meaning “to bring out”. In Roman mythology, Egeria was a famous nymph who pregnant women offered sacrifices to in order to “bring out the baby”. 

Hypermenestra - Comes from the mythological figure of Hypermnestra, one of the fifty danaides, the daughters of King Danaus. She was the only danaid not to kill her husband, as he had wished her to remain a virgin. 

Adrastus - Traditionally translated as “inescapable”. Also spelled as “Adrestus”. 

Lykaios - Comes from the Greek Lykaia, a festival held on the slopes of Mt. Lykaion (“Wolf Mountain”) in Greece. Zeus uses the epithet Lykaios, meaning “wolf-Zeus”. 

Euandros - Derived from the Greek eu, meaning “good”, and andros, meaning “of a man”. 

Eradne - Possibly created by Pacat. A similar name, Ariadne, belonged to a Cretan princess in Greek mythology who was abandoned by the hero Theseus and wived by the god Dionysus. Derived from the Greek ari, meaning “most”, and adnos, meaning “holy”. 

Agar - Greek version of the Hebrew name “Hagar”. Possibly means “flight”. 

Kydippe - Variation of “Cydippe”. Earliest source and meaning of the name are unknown. 

Treus - Derived from the Greek treo, meaning “to fear, to dread, to flee from fear”. 

Thestos - Possibly created by Pacat. Similar to “Thestius”, which is derived from the Greek theos, meaning “god” and esthein, meaning “to eat”. 

Timon - Derived from the Greek timao, meaning “to honor, to esteem”. 

Nekton - Derived from the Greek nekhein, meaning “to swim”. 

Arsaces - Hellenized form of the Old Persian “Arshaka”. Possibly a diminutive of arsha, meaning “bear”, or arshen, meaning “male”. 

Nisos - Variant of Nisus. Meaning unknown. 

Inachtos - Comes from Inachos, the first king of Argos. Cannot locate definition. 

by Eriyum

When Harry speaks out against light extremists, the ministry silences him forever. No one expected the veil to help him to step out of one life and stumble into another. Harry has to decide if he will take this chance to change the future or live quietly for himself. Slash. Time travel.

Words: 2242, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle, Rubeus Hagrid, Original Characters, All them grandparents but young

Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Additional Tags: Time Travel, Slash, Rebirth

im scrolling through the bungou stray dogs tag on ao3 and these popped up (ಠ_ಠ)

what the fuck

ngl, at first i thought i was hallucinating bc it’s 1:30 in the morning but ig not

This just killed me. It's so beautiful ╯﹏╰

At last, Harry stands before Voldemort in a blood-soaked field, the taste of copper and ash coating Harry’s tongue. The sound of war has faded into the background as the soulmates stare one another down. Things could have gone differently. Harry could have given himself up as requested, could have walked through the Forbidden Forest to his doom. But Harry is not willing to chance that Voldemort will live through this. He’s fought his way through countless Death Eaters to stand here in Voldemort’s way.

It has come to this at last and there are but two pieces of soul left to destroy, one in himself and one in the tall, inhuman frame barely ten metres away.

Harry is tired. Harry is ready for this to be over.

“You have lost,” Voldemort taunts.

“No,” Harry replies simply, raising his wand.

And then Voldemort is tilting his head, studying Harry in a silent moment. His eyes have narrowed, but they are oddly unthreatening.

“No?” Voldemort repeats, tasting the word, his normally high-pitched voice toned low.

“No,” Harry states calmly.

“You should have told me,” Voldemort says, then. There’s a holy fire in Voldemort’s eyes that Harry hasn’t seen ignited before. Unlike the light of obsession and rage and violence, this flame does not call for bloodshed. Instead, it burns with possessive wonder.

And Harry knows, right at that moment, that Voldemort has figured it out. That he hadn’t until then.

“I thought it was obvious,” Harry answers instead, the wand in his grip warming, tone dry, gesturing to the space between them. “How else would you explain this?”

“I suppose it was,” Voldemort replies, considering. “And I have been too far gone to see it. Though, looking back, it explains a much-needed drive to find you. Come here, soulmate. Be with me.”

It’s like a punch in the chest, wringing his lungs dry. It hurts his very soul to hear Voldemort acknowledge their bond, it hurts more than Umbridge’s punishments, more than seeing his godfather fall through The Veil, more than hearing the wails of Hermione as she’s tortured by an insane witch.

But pain is all Harry knows, all he’s ever known. Harry ignores those words, knows Voldemort is trying to draw him in with the same glowing warmth of an angler fish's lure, positioning Harry just before the strike. Harry knows that he must die to bring Voldemort down. That mutually assured destruction is the only way. So he ignores those words, ignores the potential of even more future words that Voldemort will whisper but is physically incapable of meaning, and stands his ground, staring Voldemort down with cold steel in his eye.

“It is considered a foul reflection of one’s character for their soulmate’s first word to be no,” Voldemort states abruptly. “It is poor form for your destined companion to deny you instantly. I would never have considered the words of my soulmate to have been spoken by a toddler as I raised my wand against his mother.”

“You don’t know the half of it,” Harry retorts humourlessly, wand-hand beginning to tremor lightly with exhaustion, but he keeps it steadily trained on Voldemort. “Imagine if your soulmark was the death curse.”

Voldemort doesn’t reply to that, instead still and calm, unnaturally at peace.

“I thought I had killed you long ago, for I’ve heard so many noes from so many strangers,” Voldemort then eventually replies, contemplative. “Though if I must have an equal, I suppose I would only accept it, if it were to be you. After all, you already have a bit of my soul, don’t you?”

Harry realizes things are rapidly going downhill. Voldemort has figured out what he is; Harry sees this going one of two ways.

“Fight me,” Harry whispers sharply, inhaling deep.

“No,” Voldemort states simply, lowering his wand, lip twitching as if telling an inside joke.

Harry shrugs, embodiment of indifference, and lowers his wand.

Voldemort smiles and it is a cruel expression.

Harry thinks to himself, quietly in the confines of his mind, Extinguo Animarum. The wand in his hand glows gently at first but then, in a moment of sudden movement, a golden bubble explodes from his wand and entraps Voldemort and himself in a sphere of his own design.

“You didn’t,” Voldemort says.

Harry tries to laugh at the aghast nature of Voldemort’s tone, but a dry sob heaves out of his chest instead.

Voldemort could never expect this, would never, because Voldemort could not possibly imagine doing something like this himself.

“Extinguisher of Souls,” Voldemort whispers and he does not struggle. Voldemort knows there is no way out of this now. “You are mine, Harry Potter, in this life and the next. Do not forget.”

The glowing, golden orb sears ever brighter. It fills with blinding light, piercing into Harry’s chest as it floods Voldemort. Voldemort’s eyes never leave Harry’s, upper lip twitching in an expression Harry cannot decipher.

This is right, this is what you are made for, Harry tells himself in the moment as the light swells to unbearableness, glows in his glasses, a reflection of his life in a solitary beam of light.

Harry hears the words echo in the timelessness between moments as his soul is ripped apart, as he feels his connection to Voldemort shatter as his soulmate is obliterated by purifying, heatless flame, as they are torn violently from the mortal plane in the mutually assured destruction of Harry’s own making.

No.

Avada Kedavra.

What a couple they make.

Finally done ｡ﾟ(TヮT) I did 16 pages of these while guessing the characters' proportions, I'm so stupid for not making character sheets. Everything would be nth times easier if I did.

Oh well, they turned out great anyway.

Yasss, I can still catch up with Damenfest ‎٩(⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)و̣̩⋆̩

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by harpsichordsandthelit

It is the world where the first word that your soulmate will speaks to you inked black on your skin. The word will change to color when your soulmate speaks it to you.

Harry Potter’s soulmark has always been dark green, inked deep into his skin. The word that looks so beautiful to his eyes even though he doesn’t know its meaning. Sometimes he wondered where his soulmate was now or whether they know he is their soulmate. His soulmate must be older than him and found him at such a young age when he couldn’t even speak. Every night Harry traces his finger on his soulmark and know there is someone out there who’ll love him unconditionally. He keeps his hope up until he was eleven and find out the meaning behind the word.

It’s not good.

No, “Avada Kedavra” is definitely the worst kind of first word anyone would have.

*This story was written in Thai/เรื่องนี้เป็นภาษาไทย*

Words: , Chapters: 1/?, Language: ไทย

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy

Relationships: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Additional Tags: Soulmate-Identifying Marks, Heavy Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Minor Albus Dumbledore/Gellert Grindelwald