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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
trying on a metaphor
YOU ARE THE REASON
NASA
The Stonewall Inn
The Bowery Presents
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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art blog(derogatory)
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Today's Document
RMH
Show & Tell
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About me ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡
Hey, I'm Flower, she/her
⚘ my art account: @flowersdaydreamart
⚘ Tomarrymort fan
⚘ Multifandom(but mostly HP): Harry Potter, Hannibal, Stardew Valley, Aftg, Captive Prince
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My Fics:
god's weakest soldier is scrolling tumblr instead of being productive or participating in any of their hobbies
like to charge, reblog to cast.
Imagine all the things I could do if I just did them.
With each Catmort drawing I shit out, I feel like I neglect Bunnymort… Maybe I should draw more Bunnymort for my soul? Maybe. Yeah.
❤️🔥 Microfic May 2026 ❤️🔥
Hello, microficcers, guess who's back??? 😍
We said we were done with microfics (that was a lie). We said 2024 was the last fest (um, well). But in this crazy year of 2026, we are back and we are better than ever! If you were with us for previous iterations, first of all, welcome back! Second of all, things are going to look a little different this year.
So, let’s get to it! What’s happening with Microfic May 2026?
Microfic May is a multi-fandom, open prompt challenge that encourages the creation of microfiction.
We define microfics as works of fiction that are 50 words or less. However, this limit is merely a suggestion. We accept all lengths!
This is a multi-fandom event open to all characters, ships, ratings, genres, and content.
Participants must be aged 18+ and follow DLDR, SALS, and YKINMKATO etiquettes. (What does this mean?)
The use of AI is prohibited! If we find out you have used AI during any part of the writing process, you will be banned from the fest and your works will be removed from the collection.
We have 32 prompts that are split onto 4 mini bingo cards. Pick a card and get started! If you’re feeling extra ambitious, writing one prompt per day will complete all cards.
Don’t like a prompt? Each bingo card comes with one Alternate prompt option.
To submit a work, add it to our collection on AO3 Microfic May 2026 or post it on Tumblr with the tag #microficmay2026. Feel free to mention us at @microficmay, but we will only be reblogging completed bingo cards at the end of each week.
Check the Info and FAQ pages for more info!
❤️🔥 Text version of prompts below the cut ❤️🔥
father figure Voldemort having to rein in a teenaged tomarry- such a delicious trope, it’s so awkward.
Like yeah lord Voldemort is raising himself, and that version of himself is also dating the guy who defeated him as a baby.
family dinners have got to be frightful.
Later...
POV: You find the diary after puberty
TEMPTATION
I made another tomarrymort-themed blackout poem/collage for the @tomarrymortevents purge last week, digital this time. Prompt was 'temptation' from @amberrubyuwu. Collage image sources listed below~
when the piece of your enemy's soul inside your head sends you inappropriate visions 😂😳 #relatable #horcruxthings
Choice
Scene from the haunting of venus by houndsofheaven
Diary Tom and Harry reading together ❤️😭🥺
Had this sketch for a while and decided to color it ☺️ inspired by His Most Prized Possession by Darkfire315
Fic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/68877586/chapters/178424716
Hellfire Dark fire Now, Gypsy, it's your turn. Choose me or Your pyre Be mine or you will burnnnnn. Art dedicated to @tomarrymortevents
Inspired by The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Polyamory Fest 2026!!!! (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡
We are presenting the first fest on the Wizarding Congregation server: the Polyamory Fest!! 💛🤍🩵🩷💜
The idea for this fest was taken from the former admins of the old Magical Menagerie server, and we decided to continue with the idea on WC. Our purpose is to support polyamorous sexuality, which is defined as the practice or support of maintaining committed, romantic, and/or sexual relationships with more than one partner, in parallel or concurrently, with the consent of all involved partners.
Some honorable mentions can be cited, such as: Hermione/Ron/Harry (GoldenTriad), Severus/Sirius/Remus (Wolfstarprince), Severus/Lily/James (DoeChaser), and Voldemort/Bellatrix/Lucius/Snape/and others (DeathEatersPolycule).
The ships mentioned above can be used, but you can create your own too! The more rare pairs, the better!! There's no need to limit yourself to incestuous ships, Dead Dove plots, or rating; all are welcome as long as they follow the rules below:
Rules:
To participate in the Polyamory Fest, it is mandatory to join the Wizarding Congregation server, even if only for the duration of the fest.
Any submitted work that uses AI for purposes other than editing and proofreading programs, such as Grammarly, will have its participation denied.
The submission must be within the Harry Potter fandom, but crossovers and OCs with it will be accepted.
It is mandatory that the fanfic be added to the Polyamory Fest 2026 collection on AO3.
Art sfw and nsfw are welcome!
The fic submissions must be at least 1k words long; there is no maximum. This is not required for art submissions.
Submissions with more than one chapter will be accepted as long as the fic is complete by 14th of July.
When posting, it is necessary to use the tags Polyamory and/or Polycule to boost the tags.
Important Dates:
Opening of the fest: April 15.
Reveal of the authors: July 15, the polyamorous commemorative day in Pride Month.
tripping, stumbling, clumsy
Harry Potter/Tom Riddle. Written for @tomarrymortevents purge xl. Prompt: fall
Harry’s been distracted lately. Who could blame him, really? It takes so much effort, day after day, to avoid drawing any unwanted attention to himself.
He thought it would be easier. After all, before Hogwarts he had been well-versed in making himself invisible. But even now, trapped in the past and no longer the Famous Harry Potter, every eye that lingers on him too long feels like a stinging hex.
He has to stay aware of what’s happening, and just as careful not to slip and mention things he shouldn’t know. No modern slang. No careless references. Who knew hardly anyone said “okay” in the 1940s?
He can’t fall apart every time Orion Black laughs, even though it sounds too much like Sirius. He can’t flinch every time Tom Riddle—pure evil hidden behind an angelic face—offers him a helping hand as a Prefect.
Harry thought he could establish himself as someone who lingers in the background—the strong, silent type. But it turns out that after years of speaking his mind, he no longer knows how to stay silent.
He’d just blown up at Lestrange over breakfast. He’s tried—Merlin, he’s tried—to keep his temper every time the prick starts in on one of his blood-purist tirades. Occasionally, he might interject with an objection, but he’s always kept his tone careful and reasonable—until today.
Because there’s only so many times one can listen to someone go on about “good breeding” while looking like a mouldy potato with eyes before snapping. Or maybe it was the talk of pedigree—too close to Aunt Marge for comfort.
Either way, Harry hadn’t blown Lestrange up like a hot-air balloon—but he had called him a mangy bastard, overturned his pumpkin juice, and stormed out of the Great Hall with a hundred shocked stares burning into his back.
The crisp autumn air outdoors succeeds in cooling Harry’s temper, but does little to soothe him once the reality of what he’s done sets in.
The whole house will have it out for him now. Why did he have to sort into Slytherin of all places? Maybe he should start sleeping in the Room of Requirement.
But Riddle knows where it is.
Harry scowls and kicks a loose stone across the path. Riddle is such an arrogant tosser. He kicks another. The Sorting Hat is a fucking prick as well.
He’s so focused on punting stones into the distance that he doesn’t see the branch until it’s too late. He catches his foot and goes down hard, the impact knocking the breath clean out of him.
“Ow,” he wheezes.
Bloody hell, that hurts.
“Are you alright?”
Harry barely manages to suppress another groan when he hears the voice above him.
Of course. It's Riddle. Probably followed him out to deliver a lecture on unity and house solidarity or some other self-important gobshite.
“I’m fine,” Harry grits out, pushing himself up.
Riddle is standing over him, haloed in early morning light, one hand gracefully offered out.
“It looks like you’ve finally fallen for me,” he practically purrs.
Cheeky fucking bastard!
Heat rising to his face, Harry ignores the hand and rises on his own. Riddle’s grin doesn’t falter, and his hand remains extended, even when Harry is already standing and dusting the dirt from his robes.
“There’s a charm for that, you know,” Riddle says. “Would you like me to teach you?”
“Nope.”
“Are you hurt? Shall I escort you to the Hospital Wing?”
“I’m alright,” Harry says stiffly. “Thanks, though.”
He begins to walk away.
“You’re limping,” Riddle calls out, his tone infuriatingly casual.
Harry sighs heavily and changes his course to head back to the castle. He did land a bit funny on his knee.
Riddle falls into step beside him. He holds out an arm, which Harry once more ignores.
“You don’t need to come with me,” Harry says pointlessly.
“Oh, but I must,” Riddle replies.
“Right,” Harry sighs. “Because you’re the Prefect.”
“Well, yes,” Riddle says, leaning in, “but also because I’ve become quite fond of you, Evans.”
Harry lets out a short, incredulous laugh. Smug arsehole.
“You remind me of an angry cat,” Riddle goes on cheerfully.
“I might bite you,” Harry says under his breath.
Riddle tilts his head. “Pardon?”
“Nothing.” Harry forces a tight smile.
Merlin, he’s losing it.
this used to be a common knowledge
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