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revisiting an old au of mine: ghost tom

redraw of an older piece:

and some bonus doodles

i'd like to think ghost tom is commonly called "tom the tutor ghost" by children, since he'd aspired to become a professor (and it'd alleviate his guilt somewhat)

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quick art dump

its not tomarry, i apologize 😭😭😭ill get back to the grind when i can, but i wanted to post something so you know ive not disappeared again 👍

have some ZZZ fanart

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some more blind noble tom au :)

i got a new fountain pen and notebook yesterday, im so pleased ill try and draw some digital art soon, but im a bit busy at the moment

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first tomarry au in forever 😎

in which tom (alpha or beta), a count or marquis, is blinded by a hex, and has slowly become a shut in and fears everything. harry (an omega), is his fourth maid who is an expendable peasant who no one would miss if he died. perfect for keeping the secret of a noble becoming blind

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Hi! firstly, glad you're back! only found your blog yesterday through others and secondly, since you want ideas, how about Harry threatening Tom with a knife and Tom having too much fun?

Idc if you do the prompt, I'm just here for more art, your style is so scrumptious!!!

- @arcturus-night-star

thanks you so much for the suggestions, night star! it was amazing to work on this prompt, and i can feel my vigor for tomarry returning 😤💪

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all the support and welcoming has made me so happy 🤗 im so glad to be getting back into this fandom after some time away! as such, i'd like to ask what i should draw in relation to tomarry! its been a while so i some ideas would be great to get those juices running

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2 years since you last posted today, I wish you well no matter where you are in life

its been about the same time i havent opened by tumblr, but recently i logged in on a whim, and i really appreciate your words, friend you've inspired me to reread some old beloved fics. seeing the tomarry fandom still flourishing was wonderful to see, and the creators are as talented as i remembered; thank you! i havent drawn much tomarry, but have some doodles ive made over this period of time as a gift

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Just recently stumbled across ur blog, and I gotta say, I absolutely adore art n style and just everything!!!

awaaa🥰😭 you have no idea how happy that makes me!! thank you so much for liking my art❤️❤️❤️

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tomarry doodles 😌❤️ i havent really been in interested in any tomarry media, but hopefully that will change after i go on a fic splurge

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I'm confused, you not only draw but you also write ff? Do you have a masterlist?

i do write fics! unfortunately, all of them are unfinished and i haven't updated them in a year or so, but if you're still interested, i could make a masterlist and links them? i have been trying to slowly get back into tomarry, so hopefully ill be able to finished unfinished chapters and post them

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some ravenclaw tom i felt like i didnt render enough, so i tried to mimic an old rendering style of mine 😭

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Do you have a full body drawing of your uniforms for Hogwarts? I just love it, it's such a unique design, I'd cosplay that for sure~

i do!

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some whiteboard au you have no idea how hard it was to not draw tom without his signature hair and eyes alas, plot

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Whiteboard Au Snippet

(this is part of my whiteboard tomarry au!)

Harry was heaving.

He couldn't breathe - he thinks he might die - A hand touched his shoulder. "...Potter..." Harry's wide wet eyes rolled up to stare at a Tom Riddle- He - he was on his four-hundred and thirty-first life, yes, he was being touched by a version of Voldemort's first Horcrux, the Diary. The Diary was harmless - he was okay - he was okay - Harry's open mouth trembled as he heaved quietly, snot and tears and drool dripping onto the floor where his hands shook and clutched the stone slabs. The hand on his shoulder ghosted there for a moment longer before the Diary pulled it away, cradling it with his other hand as he stared down at Harry. His hand was bleeding. Harry must have done that. He could feel warm blood cool on his skin as it seeped through his clothes where the hand had rested. Red eyes filtered to Harry and to their surroundings for a few moments before they bled into brown once more, and the Horcrux let out a tiny forced exhale, gathering his wits as he lowered down on the balls of his feet, robes draping on the floor. "Potter..?" The Diary tried again, quietly. Harry stared at him dully, sniffing wetly, and he slowly moved to sit up instead of being on his fours. "Where are we?" He mumbled coldly, head throbbing as his nose began to unclog and he could breathe again. "The Room," The Diary supplied quietly, muffled by the arms he had perched on his knees. Harry righted his glasses, combing through his hair. "I'm sorry," the thing said, catching Harry's eyes, and avoiding them with all his might. "You panicked and I had nowhere to take you." "I would have been fine." The Diary stared blankly at Harry, brown eyes staring down at the drool slipping down his chin. Harry licked his lips, slowly coming to a stand, staying spitefully silent. He knew the Diary was correct. It didn't make him feel any less aggravated. He should have just killed the Diary if it was going to get in his way. (Even if, his mind supplied unhelpfully, the Diary has already pulled his weight in saving him from having to answer many questions by prying eyes.) Harry's eyes roved over the Diary, who hadn't gotten up from his crouch. Harry sniffed again, the shame boiling his organs. "This is normal," he eventually said, opening the door. His heart burned from where the magic pumped in his chest. He wiped away the drool on his chin, swallowing any left in his mouth. The Diary finally stood, distantly glancing at Harry. Even with the disadvantages and overall obedience of the thing, Harry hated how aloof he was. The Diary might be at Harry's mercy, but those dark eyes made Harry feel as if he was in his first loop all over again, trembling in the deep catacombs of Hogwarts. This Diary was different from all the other ones. Whether it was the feeling of dying four-hundred and thirty-one times, or this loop was just strange in itself, Harry didn't know. Tom Riddle would die of embarrassment if he saw his Horcrux. Harry couldn't tell if it was because his Diary was a pushover, or that it was infinitely better at adapting to its situations.

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"People can't just get obsessed over other people." "But it's super easy to ❤️" (just some nefarious yandere oc shenanigans)

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"Oh, God, please…"

[Harry Potter had never wanted this to happen, but before him lay a field of bodies and rubble.]

[Harry Potter was tired, and he begged the creature in front of him to kill him. A final boss of seven, the seventh of hundreds of levels.]

[Harry potter's mind broke on his four-hundred and thirtieth loop.}

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Tom Marvolo Riddle's Diary stared down at the little child in front of him, sword brandished as the boy flicked away the blood of his Basilisk, eyes acidly green. And broken.

Tom Marvolo Riddle's Diary felt a shiver of fear, but it settled into his brain, like a weed suffocates the beautiful flowers to overrule them and gain more sun.

[On Harry Potter's four-hundred and thirty-first life, Tom Marvolo Riddle's Diary, and first Horcrux, remembered each time he was killed.] (i made an au, lovingly called whiteboard au, and it sates my innate urges for destruction and time loops)

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au:

diary tom was made out of the fear of dying, but also because it would lock away any part of yourself that you consider undesirable.

tom riddle got rid of the little child, and the tired growing up adult.