Tomarrymort Lover

"So what's it going to be, Harry? Fight… or fuck?"

"Harry James Potter may be the furthest thing from a 'blushing bride', but that won’t stop a certain 'Dark Lord' from binding himself (purposely or otherwise) to his fated nemesis through the act of...unholy matrimony?"

Welcome To The Bride Harry Fest!

Do you enjoy Warbride Harry? Forced, truce, or pretend marriages? Accidental handfasting? Or maybe you just fancy the idea of our favorite Golden Boy in a wedding dress...In any case, this fest is for you!

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Sign-ups — May 15-22

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Works must feature Tom Riddle/Voldemort x Harry Potter as the main pairing

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I really love your works and how human you make your characters! I was wondering for IRITB, will Voldemort in the end lose by Harry killing him? Like if Harry does kill him, would Sirius ever forgive him? Bc I know that Orion wouldn't but would Helix ever be able to forgive him? And in the end, Harry would be losing his Black family other than Astrid.

Thank you! ❤️

Harry in It runs could never kill Voldemort.

It was only a very contrived set of circumstances that allowed for that to happen in canon.

Most importantly, Voldemort died by his own killing curse rebounding. In It runs, he will never throw a killing curse at Harry again, firstly because he knows Harry is a Horcrux, secondly because he will not do that to Sirius again.

Then, Voldemort's killing curse only rebounded in canon because Voldemort was using the Elder Wand that was actually owned by Harry, and ofc Harry's wand wouldn't kill him. It it runs, Harry has no way to get his hands on the Elder Wand (in canon he got 'ownership' of it from taking's Draco's wand, while prisoner in Malfoy Manor: that can never happen here, obviously. In this universe Draco will not accidentally become owner of the wand, to later transfer it to Harry.)

Voldemort in canon killed himself; Dumbledore managed to lure him into destroying his own Horcrux first (by 'killing' Harry in the Forbidden Forest) and then by some super weird and nonsensical wand lore, he died by using Harry's wand to cast his final killing curse at Harry.

Voldemort in it runs has Sirius at his side, who already told him Harry is a Horcrux. So Harry will never be attacked by Voldemort, thus those very specific circumstances from canon can never be repeated.

If Harry tries to kill Voldemort, he will lose, like any other wizard that would try to kill Voldemort.

Sirius understands Harry hates Voldemort, and he doesn't blame Harry for it, never would. But just Harry hating Voldemort and not agreeing with him, is a whole different thing that Harry fighting Voldemort; that, Sirius wouldn't forgive. And it's not just because he loves Voldemort, it's because Harry would be going against Sirius.

Part of the reason it took Sirius 10 years to forgive Voldemort for killing James, wasn't just because he loved James. Sirius held more grief and rage at Voldemort, because Voldemort went against Sirius, because Voldemort intentionally hurt Sirius.

Alas, Voldemort has a hold over Sirius that no one else has, not even his children. Bella and his mom are the only other people to have such a hold on Sirius outside Voldemort.

In both cases it's because Bella and Voldemort sunk their claws into Sirius when Sirius was in terribly vulnerable states: Bella, when Sirius was a baby: she was always his hero/his semi mom/his sister/his idol/his protector. He will forgive her anything.

And Voldemort: well, we saw in what state of mind and how vulnerable and alone Sirius was at 19, when he attracted Voldemort's attention.

His father and mother are also on this list. Of course, his father is dead, but Sirius would also forgive his mother anything, as we see.

But no, other than these people, that managed to gain his eternal loyalty when he was young, no one else can hope to earn Sirius' forgiveness if they hurt people he loves.

Maybe that's why I romanticize: not because I'm naïve, but because I need to believe even sorrow has texture, even loss has grace

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

(did it work)

His scar seared—debilitating, white-hot. It took every ounce of his willpower to keep walking with what he hoped passed for a straight face. One of Draco’s arms was draped around his shoulder while he kept up a charismatic charade meant to deflect attention away from Harry, onto him. 

Astoria didn’t seem to notice. That was promising. 

“It’s my favorite part of the manor,” she gushed as she led them into a grandiose hall, where it too was covered in an offensive amount of flowers. Blooms filled bases and hung from the ceiling; the smell, so pleasant before, had Harry feeling ill. His scar pounded and pounded. “It’s where I like to go when I need some alone time.”

Where was she taking them, again? Harry couldn’t remember. He could hardly think at all. He barely registered how she cast Draco a flirtatious look, the way Draco smiled back, said something. He didn’t catch it. His vision was starting to blur. 

Walking. Keep walking. Head up. Follow the floating pair of sparkling wings attached to Astoria’s dress; her innocent, sweet magic. Keep walking.

The moment they stepped outside, Astoria having led them to an enclosed courtyard that was brimming with blossoming shrubs and water features, Draco released him and whipped out his wand. 

A flash of red brought Harry back to himself. Draco caught an unconscious Astoria Greengrass and laid her gently to the ground. Surrounded by the tiny white wildflowers dotting the courtyard, she looked like a real fairy, caught sleeping in some hidden, enchanted forest. With her unconscious, Draco and Harry were alone.

The pain in his scar dulled, and Harry could focus more clearly. Was that due to the fresh air? The distance?

The fact that he was no longer within sight of the Dark Lord, being leered at by a group of witches the same way Astoria looked at Draco?

Voldemort, holding court with a slew of politicians across the hall, looking entirely unaware of Harry whatsoever…

Such lies.

“What,” said Draco tersely, still kneeling beside Astoria, “the fuck, Potter?”

He glared at him, but Draco’s silvery aura was quaking. Harry took a shaky step backwards towards a stone bench, then promptly fell onto it. He rubbed his scar. 

“Er.”

Draco stood, rounding on him. He still had his wand out, and looked keen to use it. “Tell me exactly why I had to do that.” He gestured towards Astoria. “Tell me why I had to manipulate her like that, and will have to modify her memory after this, and why the fuck you look like you’re about to pass out, and most importantly, how it was about to be a thunderstorm, when all that was happening was…”

Harry continued to run a hand over his scar. He shook his head. In front of him, his voice having trailed off into uncertain silence, Draco’s magic bristled and shook harder. 

Harry didn’t say anything, either. The sound of a dozen bubbling marble fountains filled the space. 

“…He was watching you,” Draco said quietly, looking somewhere over Harry’s head. “If you had to leave so urgently, if that was why, then… He was watching you.”

Watching you surrounded by flirtatious, rich, pureblood witches vying for your attention. Harry’s heartbeat sped. What could he say to that? 

The only thing that came to mind—the words that left his numb lips before he could gather himself enough to think it through—was the truth. 

✨ Sicut In Cælo Et In Terra - Chapter 21 ✨

SICEIT has been updated! Check out the new chapter on Ao3 here or at Wattpad here!

“Do you play?” she heard the king ask, and she realized he must have noticed her brief distraction. Tabitha blinked, glancing over her shoulder. “I… haven’t played in a very long time, but I do know the rules, yes. At least the way we play it back home, that is.” “Would you care to join me?” he inquired further, his head tilting a little. If she wasn’t mistaken, there was something of a glint in his eye behind the shadow of his mask at the question, a certain crinkling at their corners that suggested a smile of his own… She found herself smiling again in return, and she took a breath before nodding once in assent. “I would be honored, Your Majesty. And, to tell you the truth, I think it would be an effective way to continue to exercise your motor skills.” “Excellent. Do sit with me, then.” He led her to the table, indicating the chair in front of the white pieces with the gesture of his good hand. “Chess, I have found, is an excellent methodology for learning about one’s opponent... and oneself. And there is much that one’s decisions on the board say about them beyond it.” She chuckled, a slightly nervous sound, smoothing her skirts beneath her as she slowly settled herself. “Well, I certainly hope what you discover isn’t disappointing, Your Majesty.” “I sincerely doubt it will be,” he replied coolly. “But fear not – this is not intended to be a judgment upon you. I am merely… curious.” With that, he sat himself down in the chair opposite her, on the side of the table that bore the red pieces. If she remembered the rules correctly, and the color red functioned the same as black did in her proper time, this meant that he was offering her the first move with white… Sure enough, as soon as both were comfortable, his white-gloved hand flashed in her direction. “When you are ready, you may begin.”

Final chapters written and coming out soon. Maybe tomorrow! This story spilled out of me like a waterfall. I hope you enjoy!

Summary:

Hermione is Cupid, trying to get Tom to fall in love, but failing. Her job is even harder than Death's job at killing him. She has to change her bow to a sword, a sword to an axe, and axe to a chainsaw...everything increasing in severity just to pierce into his heart.

What she doesn't know, is that her magic leaves traces. Traces a dark wizard like Tom can see. Soon, he becomes obsessed with the Lady of Light. 🏹🏹💘💘

Summary:

Hermione is Cupid, trying to get Tom to fall in love, but failing. Her job is even harder than Death's job at killing him. She has to change her bow to a sword, a sword to an axe, and axe to a chainsaw...everything increasing in severity just to pierce into his heart.

What she doesn't know, is that her magic leaves traces. Traces a dark wizard like Tom can see. Soon, he becomes obsessed with the Lady of Light.

Words: 8,446

Imagine Jiu-Jitsu but hornier. Made by a former Jiu-Jitsu enthusiast who got injured.

Art by @pollutionisbad

Coming soon, to my WIP near you…

Look at this adorable pixel art by @turtleshellpowerup for Vroom Vroom: Get in the Car, We’re Getting Messy!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m OBSESSED with it. Look at that little news alert!! Look at their little smiles!!! PERFECTION!

Summary of the fic:

Hermione Granger needs a recommendation letter from her faculty advisor.

Unfortunately, he’s been kidnapped.

I was working on this a few months ago, was not sure whether to post it. But here ya go.

This is not meant as an objectification or seggsualization of Baldwin, it’s just an anatomy study (I have not drawn much anatomy, so this doesn’t look too good), because I wanted to showcase part of my concept of his “healing” in one of my AUs. I actually wanted to make two different poses (a diff one for the “ill” version) but again, bc I am not very good at anatomy, I wasn’t happy with what I tried.

He looks so gangsta in the second one lol

also also his eye lesion cannot be healed in this concept either, as it is not like a cataract, but more like a corneal scar, resulting from an infection/ulceration by the bacteria.