The Dark Lord

Tom Riddle/Lord Voldemort Dark Wizard War criminal “Surely, You didn't think I was going to keep my filthy muggle father's name. No, I fashioned myself a new name, a name that I knew everyone would fear to speak when I became the greatest sorcerer in the world!" -Tom Marvolo Riddle

[tarmairons]

Why do you care how I escaped? Voldemort was after your time.

[xtreacherousxsoul]

If you were arrested with no explanation, what would your friends and family assume you had done?

A malicious huff parted from Tom’s mouth at the question. The dark wizard arched an eyebrow with his foul gaze diverting down to his serpent wrapped around his arm. The tip of Tom’s tongue brushed against his top lip smoothly. “ Interesting chose of words”  He spoke in chilling tone, as he lifted up one hand  while placing it under his chin. “ Your presumption is I will get caught in this filthy muggle world after I obliterate all of them.”

[ghcstliness]

It was ridiculous how long Felix had been holding the door open for. It was ridiculous that he had not the slightest clue how he got to DC, but here he was regardless. It was a joke that it was 2018 when he had just graduated from Hogwarts, that the year wasn’t quite right here. Not to mention, it was ridiculous that he had not the slightest clue where Marlene or any of his other siblings were. But as more people poured out, Felix kept waiting with a smile etched across his lip. A small nod at each ‘thanks’ and hoping that the awkwardness of trying to squeeze past without appearing rude. But finally, the last person emerged and Felix finally left. “Merlin, you would not believe how many people just poured out of there,” Felix said out loud to whoever was left nearby. His eyes glancing back at the door and blinking at how it electronically slid open. “And it can move on its own? Meaning that I just…. either wasted my time or made a fool out of myself.” 

[xtreacherousxsoul]

With the door being held open,Tom glided his feet out in shivery steps. At the words leaving the young boy, the dark wizard languidly turned  his neck  and held an iniquitous glance on the other. “Your a wizard”  He spoke in  a calming yet chilling tone, with a snub huff parting  from  both brims of his mouth. “ Not the most graceful one are you”   Disapproval in his tone. The dark wizard stood still for a long moment, watching muggles prance out the door  aimlessly. 

A shrewd smile curled  between both corners of his mouth. “ Muggles, are quite nauseating, wouldn’t you say”   The response fell smoothly, in more of statement than question really. It was non-debatable. Pure filth they were, and any blood traitor who argued that were just as  repulsive.  For instance Dumbledore, always desiring   to protect them, but used child to do it. Pathetic.  Taking a step away from the other, a basilisk soon revealed itself roaming from under his feet fluidly for a moment, until running up his left arm languidly.

 The cool exterior of the serpent brushed against Tom’s skin  softly. A half smile grew wider. “ Allow me to introduce myself.” A  vile smile stretch between both brims of his mouth, as he tilted his head to the side.” Tom Riddle” 

[xtreacherousxsoul]

@infiniitestardust​

“ Hello Sir, your coffee is ready” With the voice calling out, Tom fluidly soared his feet towards the front of the small shop. Lifting up one arm, he ran his fingers through his hair, with a smug smirk curled between both corners of his mouth. As the lady handed Tom his coffee, a deceitful smile stretched between his lip,when noting the rim of his cup dripping. [Oh course filthy muggles are incapable  of brewing coffee.]  The thought cycles through his mind in vexation, but the dark wizard hid it well. Motioning forged gratitude, Tom languidly  turned the corner, as his shoulders jolted into another. A stealth smile appeared, when nothing the woman. 

“ How terribly graceless of me. I didn’t mean to”  He spoke in calming tone.  It was amusing at how easily it was to manipulate and pretend to care.  He could not count on hand how many of the filthy breed fell to his manipulation before he had killed  them. It was pure child’s play. Quite an inconvenience with the spell of the city, they only remained dead for a few hours. Despite that, the great Lord Voldemort would soon lift this magic and all that would be left of this muggle world is his wrath and those who  bow to him. No blood traitors such as The Potters, Weasley’s,Severus, Regulus  or the  impotent Malfoy’s wold stop him  Vengeance had begun.  

[xtreacherousxsoul]

graveycrds‌:

Somethings never changed, while some things did. The city streets were still overwhelmingly crowded, something that Regulus would never grow used to. Then there was the fact that he managed to keep his current job, which was new for Regulus. It was a few steps forwards from what he was used to, but there was the excitement of a paycheck in two days. But that faint excitement, the ember of hope, was quickly extinguished at the sound of a scream. He was more than familiar with the sound, one that reminded him of the monster that he was forced to be. There was a quick flicker in his thoughts, reminding himself of the faces that he had killed, the faces that haunted his dreams and pulled him into the inferi-filled lake.  Regulus swallowed heavily, hands tightening into fists until he saw him. 

It was a moment of dread rotting his entire heart cold. It was nausea and legs that suddenly felt as if they couldn’t hold his body. It was the need to empty the confinements of his queasy stomach. He felt the eyes on him and Regulus tensed, eyes greeting the others. Act normal, Regulus thought. He doesn’t know, he doesn’t know, hedoesn’tknow hedoesn’tknow. The thoughts kept coming and Regulus forced the stone walls to build up, his jaw to set as his gazed at the snake and then the lord. 

“My Lord,” Regulus responded, his body freezing from the other’s embrace. His mind was a frazzled mess, though he cleared away beliefs of betrayal and focused on the old thoughts. The one of being accepted, the disgust of his blood traitor of a brother, he wanted to puke. He felt jittery, ready to run at any second. But then the wand was out and Regulus tensed, eyes widened. He didn’t shake, didn’t bolt, he just stayed extremely still, wondering if this would be the last time he would truly breathe air again. He didn’t thank Dorcas — he quickly reverted to the family tree, remembering the anger towards Sirius. It was a safer though, the same anger that Regulus grew up with.  He knew. Regulus’s adam apple raised for a second as he swallowed, forcing a complexed expression across his face. “My Lord, is everything alright?” But nothing was alright, it wouldn’t be alright. But there was no way that the Dark Lord was oblivious to what happened, the wand to his cheek was enough proof.  “Are you feeling alright, my Lord? I could write you a note if you’d prefer.” The words, entangled with his fear and hatred were out before Regulus could think — but he didn’t care. He already betrayed the Dark Lord once, and now he could do it to his face. Accepting death the first time was for everyone to live, but now this acceptance was purely for himself. He couldn’t fight back the fright aching in his bones, but he couldn’t hide. He was alive and a traitor. 

As Regulus continued to talk, the more impatient and furious Tom  grew .He kept his wand against the other wizards’s cheek, until a uneven line of blood spurred from his skin. Forcefully, Tom pulled his wand away, taking a chilling step back as his eyebrows scrunched into a stiff sneer. The  dark wizard’s hues held a sinister glance on Regulus, who he had foolishly trusted. “ Are you alright my lord is that all you have to say to me?”  The words wrangled from Tom’s mouth, as he  began to pivot in circles in front of Regulus. “ What did you think you would accomplish by betraying me?”  The question sailed from his tongue in a  a eerily calm tone. “Or are you that much of an imbecile to think Lord Voldemort wouldn’t find out?”  The dark wizard’s voice began to lift fieriness. 

Moments passed and  Tom pushed his feet closer to the other, leaving little space between the two. Coldness filled the the air. The dark wizard expands one arm out and harshly gripped Regulus’s chin  with his left hand, squeezing  the bones tightly.  “ I should kill you right now” Wrath leaving his mouth. “ Though it would be quite a waste, seeing as you will only come back minutes later until the curse  is lifted.”  Tom’s head  tilted to the side and without any hesitation,he slapped the side of his cheek and threw him to the ground. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Regulus “ Although it  would give me some satisfaction”  A vile laugh split between both brims of his lips.

Not even a minute later, a emerald streak of lightening hit Regulus for an extended moment with a content and malicious smile curled between both corners of Tom’s mouth. “  Have I gotten your attention blood traitor?”  Tom pulled his wand away, as he took took another step closer to Regulus, while looking over him with a abhorrent snare.“ Now  here is what we are going to do, and no I am not asking.” The tone was calm yet full of enrage. “ And if you dare  betray me again. I will kill you and it will stick, understand?”  

[xtreacherousxsoul]

@antihcroes

With the streets filled, the crook of Tom’s mouth curled into a snide and malicious smile. The dark wizard opened his mouth  with an orb of flames leaving his lips. Loud screams left the residents, as they ran in fear. The sky turned black, and the only light that could be seen were the  flames still forming from his mouth.  “Pitiful. They don’t even fight back” He mumbled under his breathe. Tom’s hues rolled to the side in unamusement. Knowing there were  filthy muggles, mud bloods and even despicable  blood traitors living among him in DC was revolting. For a year now, Tom had to fake a pretense of being a  muggle, wile and using his filthy father’s name. It was despicable, knowing his pathetic mother aligned herself with one, at the notion of love. Love was laughable, especially towards a muggle. Tom  along with Bellatrix planned to eradicate this muggle world, as they had initially planned prior to his death.

The notion, that a pathetic wizard, such as Harry defeated him by technicality was detestable.   Dumbledores’s precious favorite. He can still remember the day Dumbledore sent the great Harry Potter a phoenix to attempt to destroy him in The Chambers of Secrets. At the thought, Tom rolled his eyes again. He loathe them both with every part of his being. Tom was more powerful and he’d prove it finally, destroying Harry in the process. Tom lifted up his hand, running his fingers languidly through his hair. 

 His flames burned out, and the sky turned back to  dusk.  With his hues glancing ahead, Tom froze for a brief moment when he saw him.  Albus Dumbledore was here. Immediately his mind took him back to their last altercation . Severus Snape may have been more useless than Lucius Malfoy but at least he did kill  Dumbledore. Treading forward, a depraved laugh split between his lips, while noting  the very person he had every intention to kill. As long as Dumbledore was alive, he knew he protect precious Potter.  A heinous smile stretched between both crooks of the dark wizard’s mouth at the other wizard.  The only one who could  be a match for Tom, which itself was infuriating. 

Tom’s feet glided closer to him  His malicious smile remained present across the lines of his lips.."It’s so good to see you are well” He spat out in a piqued. His smile quickly faded.” And because of that it is going to be even better to see you die again at my wand this time” The words swam from his lips in a frustrated tone. Tom quickly pulled out his wand, pointing it at the other. With his hues holding a penetrating gaze on the man, Tom for a split moment envisioned so many years ago when he met him, even then he had a distaste for the man

[xtreacherousxsoul]

@mcrcki

 Noting a female sitting adjacent to Tom, a wide smile spread across the top line of his lips. With the  heated sun hitting his cheek, a low exhale of air split from his mouth. “ It’s a pleasant day isn’t it?” The words floated from Tom’s lips in a still tone. In actuality, the dark wizard had little care for the day one way or another, but knew muggles enjoyed aimless talk. He had grown tired of the facade. Lord  Voldemort was a wizard, the greatest wizard at that and to pretend to be anything else, was despicable but  he had to continue it for a while longer. 

 One brow lifted as Tom leaned his back against the bench. His eyes gazed into the distance. Seeing muggles and blood traitors co-existing infuriated him. Tom  placed his right leg over his left kneecap, before proceeding further with another remark. “ This is such an astonishing world, it would be too bad if something were to happen to it, don”t you agree?” The inquirty left the brims of his mouth in a placid tone. For months Tom has been planning Voldemort’s rise and it was coming , especially with Bellatrix, his most loyal in DC. Those who dared to device him in the previous War leading to his  death would now have the same fate as the muggles. 

[xtreacherousxsoul]

@tragcdysewn

 The crook of Tom’s mouth curled into a deceptive smirk, as a hidden huff rushed through his lips. Tom held a penetrating and piercing glance on those in the room. Luckily he was in a fairly decent mood, otherwise  he would curse them all. Another war was coming.  Muggles and even wizards who dare try to challenge him would be obligerated. They did not stand a chance against his powers. Not even precious little Harry Potter could stop him. Leaning against the bridge of his chair, Tom lifted up his hand, with another heaved breath of air splitting from his mouth. The dark wizard placed  the tip of his index finger and thumb under his chin, brushing  it faintly  against his skin. 

The slight odor of cigarette smoke glided  through his nostrils, with a vile laugh following his huff.  With boredom rising, Tom stood up and walked across the room towards the bar in menacing steps. It was always amusing to watch the  fear from others when he entered a room. Suddenly a short muggle froze at the sight of Tom. Presumably he had been near when Tom attacked those at the shopping center when meeting Regulus days prior. Without hesitation, Tom pulled out his wand and struck the male, who fell to the ground immediately. A foul grimace stretched across Tom’s face. The dark wizard slid his wand back in his pocket as he languidly dived onto a stool. His interest once again peaked as he saw a female standing  only a few feet away.   “ Well this is pleasant surprise, another wizard” He called out to her. 

[bcndtheknee]

(¸.• ♛ → “Have you ever had a dream that it makes you wonder if maybe that was a supress memory or something?” She couldn’t help but ask to the person that was near her, right now she was  distracted but also like not really knowing why she was feeling this way but she is  feeling this way since all of her dreams now were feeling like they weren’t just dreams, they were something else.

[xtreacherousxsoul]

At the question leaving the female, it was nearly impossible for Tom not to roll his eyes at her remark. Muggles were atrocious with their dull-witted problems, but he had always excelled at manipulation, therefore this would be no different. The line of his lips dropped, with a forged  frown curling between both crooks of his mouth. “ I have.” A light exhale of air departed from the brims of his mouth. “ Those memories have unconsciously  been blocked due to high level of stress of trauma. It seems some around this wonderful city know more about me than I do” 

Tom dipped his head down, to show guilt and sadness, both of which the dark wizard did possess. “ But sometimes when I sleep it seems to come back.” The words floated from his mouth in an even tone. Tom tilted his head to side, as his hues caught  glance of the female. “ Excuse my manners. I’m Tom” The name left his lips, as he tried not to think of his muggle father, whom he killed in cold blood. It was quite satisfying when he did so. His mother was stupid woman to fall for a muggle. 

[xtreacherousxsoul]

@graveycrds

The air was serene with the calm before the storm. Weeks had passed ,and fear  of  witches, wizards and even beings such as vampires and werewolves had wilted away.  It seemed they had found peace since the venomous poison hit the streets months back.  With dusk filling, the sky, the muggy heat hit at Tom’s pale skin, while his’s feet glided through the busy streets. It had been too long hiding under his flithy muggle name, which was not worthy of  being the heir  to Salazar Slytherin. It was time for Lord Voldemort to arise. Tom’s eyes glanced ahead at the muggles standing aimlessly outside of a large shopping center.  The crook of his mouth curled into a snide and malicious smile.

Tom slowly approached the muggles as he stood in the center. He lifted up his wand and pointed it at the clam sky. “ Fear not children, this world will be gone before you know it” The words left his mouth in a  cunning tone. Tom pulled his wand from the sky,pointing it at a woman. As she trembled in fear, the dark wizard opened his mouth  with an orb of flames leaving his lips. Just as he was to strike, there he was. A face Tom never thought he’d see again, but was excited he did. Like Narcissa Malfoy and Severus Snape, Regulus betrayed him. Unfortunately Voldemort  did not learn of this until his death, which would make This kill would be all too enjoyable. 

The muggles screamed around him, and ran off, as Tom’s attention was now elsewhere.

 A basilisk soon revealed itself, roaming from under his feet fluidly for a moment. The serpent  hissed at the male from his arm, slithering  down slowly. “Dear friend. We meet again.” The words fell mockingly from Tom’s mouth. Tom glided his feet towards Regulus. He extended both of his arms out, forcing a hug. A forged laugh fell. Tom  patted the other’s shoulder slightly.  Silence filled the space between the two for a extended moment. Taking a marginal step back, the dark wizard pulled out his wand once again and extended it forward, as if he were planning to strike the other but instead, Tom pressed the tip of his wand against the side of Regulus’s cheek. 

[xtreacherousxsoul]

@antihcroes

The notion, that a pathetic wizard, such as Harry defeated him by technicality twice was detestable. Dumbledores’s precious favorite. Somedays, when Tom closes his eyes, he can revision the night of Lily and James’s death. It was child’s play. He loathe them both with every part of his being. Tom was more powerful and he’d prove it finally, destroying Harry in the process. Despite Harry living, what  also infuriated the dark wizard  was the betrayal of Narcissa Malfoy and Severus Snape. He shouldn’t be surprised, after all, Luscious was pathetic, very little help, though he was taken back by Severus, even when Bellaxtrix had tried to warn him in her own way. She was loyal, unlike the rest.

Despite everything that went wrong in his downfall, Tom is now filled with content and  cruel joy knowing Severus died. With his feet strolling in the street, the dark wizard’s interest peaked as his soul-less hues saw Severus ahead. Much younger such as himself, but features undeniable. Tom wanted to claim it impossible, but Lily and James were already alive which went against magic itself.A basilisk soon revealed itself roaming from under his feet. to slithering up the right side of his body. Pacing closer to the male, a snide and malicious grimace stretched across face .“ And the dead can be so fickle sometimes” The words floated from his lips with malice and pique in his tone, although Tom did not raise his voice.

[xtreacherousxsoul]

More Memories

🌈- A memory about when they first fell in love

🌋- A memory about their first heartbreak

🏠- A memory about their childhood home/where they used to live

📷- A memory that comes with a picture they have

💡- A memory that comes with an object or keepsake they have

🔪- A memory about a dangerous situation

🎈- A memory about a time they were safe and relaxed

📔- A memory from a journal/diary entry

📝- A memory of them getting to know/meeting my muse

🔗- A memory about their proposal/wedding

🐥- A memory about their children (past, present, or future)

👘- A memory associated with an article of clothing they have

⚔️- A memory about war

🌅- A memory associated with a certain location

🏚- A memory about exploration

🛤- A memory about traveling

🌠- A time they wished upon a falling star

🐕-A memory of teamwork

🐺- A memory about being alone

🌟- WILDCARD

❄️Feel Free to add more memory prompts to this!❄️

[xtreacherousxsoul]

@tcujcurspur

The days had grown repetitive, like a broken record repeating itself on a continuous cycle in a black and white shade, filed with lethargy. With Tom’s hues swiveling to  the corner of his oculus, a strained grimace  stretched across the pale features of his face. Knowing there were flithy muggles, mud bloods and despicable blood traitors such as Harry Potter and The Weasley’s living among him once again, was revolting.

The notion, that a pathetic wizard, such as Harry defeated him by technicality twice was detestable. Dumbledores’s precious favorite. Somedays, when Tom closes he his eyes, he can revision the night of Lily and Jame’s death. It was child’s play. He loathe them both with every part of his being. Tom was more powerful and he’d prove it finally, destroying Harry in the process. Despite Harry living, what  also infuriated the dark wizard  was the betrayal of Narcissa Malfoy. He shouldn’t be surprised, after all, Luscious was pathetic, very little help.

Being around muggless was detestable. They were feeble and easily eliminated. Because of this, Tom never understood wizards who spent their time protecting them. Muggles were a pitiful species. Tom hated thinking about his flithy muggle father and the notion that the same tarnished blood ran through his veins, however when he ceased the opportunity to kill him, it was relieving.

A vile smirk  formed between the line of his lips when he saw Bellatrix Black. His feet slowly glided towards the female.  “Bella”  Her name floated from his mouth in a foul tone.A basilisk soon revealed itself, roaming from under his feet fluidly for a moment. The serpent  ran up his left arm languidly. Despite Tom having no real grasp of love, Bellatrix was  always the most loyal to him. Their objectives were the same, something Tom could not say everyone. His soul-less hues drifted down to the serpent for a moment, before returning his glance back to the female.” It’s so good to see you”

[xtreacherousxsoul]

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[xtreacherousxsoul]

[xtreacherousxsoul]

if you could change one thing about this town what would it be

There was a long pause before  both crooks of Tom’s mouth curled “I hate that this town is full of animosity, Can’t we all just live peacefully?” The words left the brim of his mouth  with his vile and deceptive smile remaining across  his face. Tom’s eyebrow lifted at his devious response. “ I no longer have a desire to rid this world of muggles and mud bloods.” Another depraved laugh fell from his mouth.  It was almost impossible not to laugh the treacherous claims

“  But one  thing remains, what I wish and will change about this pathetic town. Killing  Harry Potter” He paused at the name flowing from his lips, with a piqued expression stretched across his face. The name that had almost destroyed everything from him. A wizard that was certainly no match for his, but  had weakened him for fourteen years. It was appalling. The anger still seethe at him. Tom folded his hands together, brushing his thumb against his index fingers. “ Lord Voldemort will return and everyone will bow in my glory ” His eyes lowered into a heinous  grimace .

@lostsovlsx