It's a VERY rare occasion but I actually love when people get talking about the horcruxes and how they're supposed to hold meaning, and then someone asks "so Harry had meaning to Voldemort?" because I can and always will interject
Despite Harry becoming a horcrux being an accident, yes he did. Not positive meaning, but meaning nonetheless. The second that prophecy came into existence the two were tied - even if V decided to never attack, they still would've been linked by fate and crossed roads at SOME point.
V went to attempt to kill Harry literally because he knew he was cooked if he let him live. There was worry, paranoia, emotion surrounding Harry and his presence
And I also love that all these factors come together and just fit right to specially alter HIM, much like it's described atoms have to slip past eachother to allow for teleportation.
The events stacking up and leading to one another feels like that, metaphorically, and that science paralleling their magic is so important in my mind
As the war drags on, Harry works undercover at magical Britain's premier sex club, trying to find relief from his woes. When a demanding new patron secures a contract for a night of debauchery and pleasure, Harry is thrown into a storm of mind games and machinations that threatens to unravel everything he thought he knew about himself and the Dark Lord.
Tags: Power Play, Seriously everything is power play, Identity Porn, Secret Identity, Sex Work, Dom/sub, Magical Contracts,Character Study, Humiliation, Voldemort Has Two Penises (Harry Potter)Sounding, Secret Identities, Porn With Plot, Mind Games, Unreliable Narrator, Power Dynamics, Gratuitous Smut, Age Difference, Sane Voldemort (Harry Potter), Attractive Voldemort (Harry Potter), Tug of War while having kinky sex
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Harry Potter/Voldemort, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle | Voldemort
Characters: Harry Potter, Tom Riddle | Voldemort
Additional Tags: Lovers To Enemies, DILF Harry Potter, Snake-Like Voldemort (Harry Potter), Hate Sex, Timeline Mashup, Snake Slit & Hemipenes, Angst, Divorce Arc, War Veteran Harry Potter, Evil Voldemort (Harry Potter), Blood and Gore, Implied war crimes, Alternate Universe, Same Age Harry Potter and Tom Riddle, Elder Wand (Harry Potter), Snake Slit Sex, Anal Sex, Choking, Nuclear-Grade Yearning, Doomed Relationship, love is not enough, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Fistfight as Foreplay, Crying During Sex, Long-Haired Voldemort, Bottom Voldemort (Harry Potter), Top Harry Potter
Summary:
Blood dribbles from Voldemort’s ruined lips. Harry’s gaze catches on the sinkhole of his mouth, red and wet and inviting, a spring trap with ambrosia as the bait. Gravity shifts beneath his knees and Harry finds himself leaning down, forward, forward, forward, until he’s tasting that mouth, the copper and charcoal, the same thing Tom tasted like the last time they kissed, thirty years ago on the charred remains of a battlefield. A kiss to seal the dissolution of their vows, their rings, their promises to have and to hold. A kiss that started a war, a war that neither could ever win.
Hello, hello! I'm Prodigal-san. You can call me... Prodigal. LOL. Uh, so I've been writing for Tomarry for years now but I just thought about compiling all my works recently xD I'll also use this side blog to post art and headcannons and what else~
The Rabbit's Foot
Summary:
Tom knows from the moment his magic pulsed in his left wrist that they’re here, and it is only due to his phenomenal self-control that he does not break into a run. Instead, he walks briskly, wild eyes glued to the flashing radar on his arm; on the dot that is drawing closer to the center of the circle, closer to him—
His eyes land on a familiar figure standing in front of the orphanage; haloed by the setting sun. Tom Riddle’s mouth dries, and his heart almost leaps out of his chest.
“Selwyn?”
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Harry Potter, now Harford Selwyn, discovers what happens when you mess with time, and Tom Riddle, upon learning to love, discovers a new fear. (Tomarry Soulmate/Time Travel AU)
Status: Active / Ongoing
Idiot Sandwich
Summary:
“Yes?” Harry looks between the two towering twins, frowning when they just stare at him with identical, mocking smirks on their faces. “To what do I owe the pleasure of basking in the presence of lords Riddle of Slytherin House?”
“My, quite the sassy one we have here,” says Tom, his smirk curling further up as he turns to his twin. “Don’t you think so, Morfin?”
“Indeed, Tom,” Morfin agrees; dark eyes glinting as he shares a secret twin thing with Tom.
Harry rolls his eyes and turns to leave. He hates the secret twin thing. “Well, this sassy one is off on a quest. So if you’ll excuse me—“
It all happens too quickly: before Harry can even take a single step, both Riddle twins grasp him by the shoulders. Harry jerks reflexively, lifting both hands to swat at them at the same time. The twins both grab a wrist each, and that’s when they feel it: completion.
Harry stares at his inner wrist; the three symbols glowing radiantly. He lifts his eyes and freezes.
Tom and Morfin are staring back. Hungrily.
Harry screams.
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Modern Soulmate Triad AU, featuring a sassy, dumbarse Harry, and his evil, dumbarse twins, Tom and Morfin. AKA, the idiot sandwich.
Status: Active / Ongoing
Carrying the Ties that Bind Us
Summary:
“You want me to go back, professor?”
“It’s not a matter of want, my boy. I simply believe that in returning, you may ensure that Tom is vanquished for good. But of course, if memory serves me well, as it often does, your choices so far were made for the betterment of our world. If you choose, instead, to go on, then who am I to stop you?”
“I think I’d like to… go on. See what it’s like. I can always come back, right?”
“My boy, I believe there is very little you can’t do at this point,” Dumbledore says. Then, after several beats, he asks, “Harry, what are you doing?”
Harry’s steps halt at the entrance of the train; his arms warm from the bundle shaking in his arms. He looks down at the fragment of his nemesis; repulsive and pitiful. “I don’t know. But I can’t just leave it here, professor. I can’t.”
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AKA, Teen dads!Tomarry and Scarcrux!Baby in the 1940s.
