So the first chapter of my Tomarry Captivous fic went live... This story is honestly kinda wild, but also I'm a little proud of how wild it is? Like that weird feral baby animal where you're like this creature will eat my face off, but you feel compelled to rub the belly anyway.
Anyway, if you've an open mind, you should read it!
Call it Stockholm Syndrome. Call it Tom Riddle’s Harry Potter Obsession. Call it Harry Potter and Tom Riddle’s Codependency. Call it whatever you want. The red string of fate stretches across decades, across timelines, Horcrux or not. All the versions of you. The versions of him. It doesn’t matter. You’re all knotted up together so badly, you can never be untangled. And maybe if you’re honest with yourself for once, you don’t really want to be.
