an empty crib, a dirty gift

here’s my first foray into this ship! hope you guys like it! <3

so much of their canon relationship is built on the idea that harry has to live with this man burrowed deep in his body and mind and it terrifies and infuriates him. it’s built on the fact that this man robbed him of his childhood and forced him into a state of near-adultification even before dumbIedore could get his hands on harry and make things even worse. it’s built on how this man rebuilt his body from harry’s blood and they are one and the same, fated to be at heart, and that is deeply, delightfully horrifying. i like horror, extreme horror, especially when it intersects with romance, and this ship gives that to me in spades. it’s my personal preference. and that’s fine! there’s plenty of consensual content of this fic out there that i don’t particularly like, so i avoid it. i’m just putting out what i like. thank you for understanding! <3

lots of thoughts about soulmates and the properties thereof

tmm is just tomarrymort, i only call it that in tags because i feel awful about normal people checking tags and having to look at that shit on their posts. ‘a quieter world’ is the name i use for the non-magic world or maybe a blend between non-magic and magic, landscapes and objects and experiences that tie both harry and riddle to their own experiences as young, troubled, confused, neglected orphan boys in a very strictly-confined existence and space and time. it’s also a place where magic largely can’t be used or found and they leave wizards to their own innately human devices where they have no chance but to make friends and talk to animals to get by. it’s romantic to me