#i love doing a leetle essay on these boys teehee. please send me more

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1 (it can be from any story!) and 12!

Ooh, okay. um...

1. If you had to create a soundtrack for your story, what songs would you choose? why?

For all my tomarrymort stories A Wolf At The Door (youtube link) by Radiohead is absolutely applicable, ngl. I think it captures that dark, cat and mouse feeling quite well, as well as the hopelessness and anger I tend to put Harry through. That being said, I do have playlists for quite a few of my fics on Spotify; In The Dark, Vespertine, Rage, Rage, Hold Me Down (Fuck Me Up), and my generic pornfic playlist. Rage Rage and HMDFMU are both unposted, but you should be able to find info about them on here.

12. If your characters live together, what does their morning routine look like? Do they do things together, or do they move about the house separately? Do they have to part ways? If so, what do they say before they go?

I'll start with the obvious: Hamlet fic. In Hamlet fic there's basically no such thing as a morning routine between Tom and Harry - they sleep in the same bed, Tom wakes up before Lily does and goes back to where he should be sleeping shortly before she wakes, and Harry's morning routine tends to involve washing himself and then getting clothed alone, all the while mentally cursing both himself and Tom - the man for crawling into his bed, himself for letting it happen. There is no symbiosis in their relationship - they tend to part ways silently, except if something notable has happened, which is not often. When they start fucking, their morning routine consists of fucking. What more can I add to that, really.

In general, though, I imagine the morning routine between Tom (or Vee) and Harry to look a lot like two people working separately in the same space. If they're close (friends, or willing lovers) they might interact during it, but overall I think they'd leave each other alone - except in the times when they don't, in which case they go at it like wild animals, if you catch my drift. Whether they're fighting or fucking, though, only they can say.