you remind me of him

I hope they work it out on the remix

Two abandoned boys

Voldemort realises Harry is a horocrux and wins the war, but he knows he cannot keep Britain by ruling with fear. He needs Harry's loyalty and he will do anything to gain it.

This work was inspired by art made by lovely .reredrum for Tommary Big Bang 2024!

My fic for @tomarrybigbang ! This was very fun to write, and @zaraaaatm's art for this gave me soooo much inspiration so be sure to check it out 🫶🏽

Talk shit, get hit!

Part 2 of 2 of my tomarry reverse big bang 2024 - @tomarrybigbang

This has been so so cool, especially having multiple writers create a story inspired from the same artwork! I was so excited and happy to work with them both and also I cannot wait to read their stories for bedtime. Thank you for choosing my artwork! <3

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Fic 1: Auror Potter by albondiguilla

Summary: Harry Potter is done. He's been in the past for months now, working undercover as a poorly paid waiter in The Lounge: Britain's magical elite's favorite restaurant. He's more than ready to wrap things up, get the fuck out of 1953 and hug his godson again. Enter, Tom Riddle: Dark Lord in The Making and Arsehole Extraordinaire. (And owner of The Most Fuckable Mouth Harry's seen since his days of shameless debauchery he was young.) Impulse control has never been a strong suit of his, and this mission is proving to be the most difficult one yet.

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UPDATE: FIC 2: Happy Wife, Happy Marriage, Happy Life by akuyasshi

Harry: *asleep* *oblivious*

Tom: *internal conflict* *confusion* *feelings are a sign of weakness* *what are you* *you are the bane of my existence* *but someone I can't live without* *my equal* *my soul*

Tom with a magpie.

Here's the corresponding fic! I hope everyone enjoys it, I had a lot of fun writing it. Thanks to the wonderful artist for their beautiful inspiration :)

Symbiosis – Chapter 10

Summary:

Tom Riddle gets flung half a century into the future where he meets Harry Potter - another boy with the same peculiar skill as him. A thorny friendship blooms between the two of them, changing the course of both of their fates irrevocably.

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Sure, in a fight

Voldemort was immobile, yet it seemed as though he was pacing inside a tiny cage. It tingled beneath his skin, itched for freedom. For someone. Viciously he seethed at the very thought of the boy but then again, since nearly two decades ago, most of him did so. There was no scenery behind the dark window, only a visual mantra that had no existence. Voldemort wanted him crushed, wanted the boy trapped, wanted him at his mercy. Hurt.   Soon, his Death Eaters will find him, soon. And then… well, his human horcrux could live on as less than a functional individual. The broken leg experience has only been the start.

first tomarry fic in three years... valentine's edition!