Voldemort Cosplay

Sacrifice

31st October, 1981 - Godric’s Hollow

Lily, take Harry and go! It’s him! Go! Run! I’ll hold him off!”

Downstairs, the front door is blasted open.

Lily leans down, gently placing the bundle of blankets in a crib.

“Avada Kedavra!”

A dull thud echoes throughout the house.

The bedroom door is thrown open.

Voldemort laughs a high, cold cruel laugh.

The blinding green light fades. And then… something else.

Love.

goldfishsunglasses  asked:

"avada kedavra!" he shouts.

“What the hell, Baz?” I say in a panic.

Baz closes his book and puts his wand down, then laughs at me.

“What if that had actually worked?!” I ask.

“Don’t worry, love,” he says. “It would only work on Voldemort.”

“Well, maybe I should use it on you, then.”


Leave the first sentence of a fic in my askbox, and I will write the next five. 

anonymous asked:

Why did you choose the Locket for your Tom?

((You know how there’s that old like that the ‘wand chooses the wizard’? Well, I sort of feel like the ‘Locket chose the rper’. XD Not to be too cheesy about it. I actually started off my rping with every intention of playing the ‘Diary’ version of Tom, but then I met @tommarvoloriddle-thediary and her version of Diary!Tom was so adorable, I had to let her do it. I…kinda fell into obsessing over the Locket after that. It’s an extremely interesting object, and how it invades the mind just fascinates me. 

I feel like the symbolism of having the Locket in contact constantly with your skin, up against your heart is a symbol of a parasitic relationship, an unhealthy romantic bond. The Locket isolates you, shows you everything about you that is inept, foolish and worthy of shame. It makes you think that you are alone and unworthy of love. In doing so, it draws you back into it’s clutches, as though it is the only thing which can bring you comfort in your sorry state. It is, essentially, an unhealthy romance. You don’t realize exactly how far you’ve fallen until you have no more energy to fight off your own depression and self-loathing.

I could go on about this forever. Please, someone stop me. LMAO))