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crimson-chains · 1 month
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Alcor's not very impressed with Yildun's determination! ><
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basiatlu · 7 months
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Day 8: Constellation
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Narcissa was a dutiful daughter to her parents, her House, her legacy. She never stepped out of line or raised her voice in protest, “As a lady should,” her mother would scathingly remind in inference of her older sisters’ brashness. But Bellatrix’s taunting songs rung in her head, of the field of stars the family cast up into the night sky, and how little Cissa was the only flower stuck on the ground.
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slagathormoon · 7 months
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The Noble & Most Ancient House of Black ~
Honestly I love this family and their twisty vibes so much. Who is currently fighting in this portrait can you tell??
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rodolphus-lestrangex · 10 months
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As we all know, young Bella was taking private lessons with the Dark Lord. Here they share the first more intimate moment:
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(You won’t see a lot of Bellamort on my page because I’m loyal to my muse and so Belladolphus forever)
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hotpinkboots · 6 months
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~𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖝 𝕷𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊 x Fem!Reader (Mini-Oneshot)~
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I'm practically asleep right now, but my brain is absolutely demanding that I write something for Trixie (Bellatrix). Bellatrix requests will be immediately accepted and written asap 🤝
Summary: Bellatrix cages you against herself and the wall behind you, taunting and sneering at you. She finds disgusting pleasure in seeing you so afraid of her.
Warning(s): Yandere behavior, holding (Y/N) in place against her will, a bit of Bellatrix's tongue, (Y/N) in terror, ect.
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"Keep still, pet!" Bellatrix breathed out a chuckle, fingers wrapped firmly around your throat to force you to stare at her. Her breath was warm and heavy, it gently blew the black curls that fell over her dark eyes into your face. You could feel whisps of her hair tickling your cheek, unkempt nails digging into your neck, and the low rasp of her breathing.
How would you ever escape? Surely your friends would come back for you. Perhaps they were getting help right now. Perhaps help was already on the way!
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Perhaps they wouldn't make it in time.
Bellatrix cackled at the sight of your expression. The corners of your lips trembled into a frown of terror that you could not hide, no matter how brave you tried to be. Your brows were furrowed, eyes glossy with tears, and you were practically holding your breath to keep yourself from sobbing. But to your despair, it only made you give a desperate hiccup.
She began to pout mockingly at you, batting her eyes and sticking her bottom lip out. "Ohhh, poor baby..." Bellatrix drew her words out to taunt you, hopefully to even make you cry harder.
When tears began to dampen your lashes, Bellatrix thrived off of the sight. She waited until a warm tear ran down your cheek, and when the time came, she roughly removed her hand from your throat. Bellatrix yanked you roughly by the hair to pull your head to the right, the force she used making your neck ache painfully.
"Look at me, pet~ Pretty, pretty pet. Stupid, helpless little pet! AHAHAHA!" Bellatrix cheered in sick joy. Her excitement faded into an intense closed mouth half smile, and she leaned closer to intimidated you further. She then smirked, her eyes going half lidded. Bellatrix looked smug, proud of herself for bringing you down into a black void of pure silent panic.
"Look at me." She repeated harshly. Your eyes were locked on her in pure horror as she slowly let her tongue slither out like a snake from between her teeth, holding you by the scalp to keep you still whilst she leaned in and dragged her wet, hot tongue up your cheek to lap at your salty tears.
"Silly girl..." Sneered Bellatrix. One hand stayed locked firmly in your hair, while the other had her wand in it. Bellatrix held it under your chin, pressing the tip of her pointed wand into your soft flesh. Bellatrix's fluffy hair draped thickly over your shoulder and eyes when she leaned closer, her lips at your ear.
"What a pity...You seemed so brave when I first saw you. And just look at you, now. Pathetic and afraid, aren't you? I'm disappointed." Bellatrix pulled her lips away from your ear to grin derisively at you once more. She blinked slowly, her eyes drifting away from you, pretending to look as though she was thinking about releasing you. But the moment you relaxed a single muscle in your neck, she snapped her gaze back to you once more and gripped you even harder.
"Poor thing. Seems a downright shame, really." Bellatrix jeered sarcastically.
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~Love, PinkBoots
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nekkuu-art · 1 month
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Bellatrix
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incorrectbella · 2 months
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Voldemort: Severus, how long do you estimate this task will take? Snape: By myself? probably around 25 minutes. Voldemort: And if I made Bellatrix and Lucius help? Snape: Oh an hour and a half at least!
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sleepytwilight · 14 days
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Well meet Lilith's friends from her lore- *cough* not Antares *cough*
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pinklume · 4 months
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Honestly bellatrix should have been a lesbian bc only a Lesbian could beat Sirius Black
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capriddle · 4 months
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“My Lord . . . my Lord . . . ”
It was Bellatrix’s voice, and she spoke as if to a lover.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Chapter 36 'The Flow in the Plan'.
Together until the end, whatever happens🖤
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clowneden · 7 months
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How Bella and Hermione would react to the other one being cold
Bellatrix: I'm cold. Hermione: I told you you should've taken warmer clothes with you *takes off jacket and puts it on Bellatrix* but of course *puts scarf around Bellatrix's neck* you wouldn't listen... Now I have to make sure *puts a hat on Bellas head* that you don't fucking freeze to death! Have you been cold for long? *puts gloves on Bellas hands* You should have said something sooner! Are you feeling better now? Should we go inside? Let's go inside somewhere and drink some tea to warm you up properly. ------------- Hermione: I'm cold. Bellatrix: *sets a building on fire* Better?
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crimson-chains · 1 month
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Yildun up to something!! Def not gonna sit still! >>
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basiatlu · 9 months
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Marauder Era Slytherins - Severus, Lucius, Narcissa, Regulus, and Bellatrix
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williamstebbing · 5 months
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I know Lucius is afraid of Bella like Jay-z is afraid of Solange
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roytaiyo · 1 year
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Hello! It’s me again :p This time are these Slytherins that we all love, hope you like it!
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hotpinkboots · 5 months
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~"S𝖑𝖊𝖊k 𝕯𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘"~
(Bellatrix Lestrange x Fem!Reader)
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Summary: Bellatrix has you tied up and at her mercy. She grows delighted when she discovers something new about you.
Note(s): Bellatrix & Reader have an established relationship, Bellatrix uses the knife ONLY for your pleasure (no "punishment"), Bellatrix is soft near the end bc she loves her girlfriend
Warning(s): Sexual tension, knife play, BDSM, Bella accidentally cuts the reader, dom!Bella
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You were sitting stiffly on a plush chair, with your wrists buckled tightly to the armrests, ankles bound to the legs of the chair. It was uncomfortable, to say the least.
A thick black ribbon was tied around your head to blind you. Your heart was beating hard against your chest, fingers nervously tracing the carefully carved silver designs of the armrests.
You did not know where she was, but you knew she was in the room with you. Stalking you with that devious grin on her face, being quiet as a mouse, denying you of all touch and sound. You felt as though you were in a lonely black void.
You flinched out of your thoughts when you suddenly felt long jagged nails dragging lightly down the back of your tender neck. Her breath stirred your hair. Bellatrix stood behind you with her stomach pressed against the chair and her arms reached around to grab greedy handfuls of your body, squeezing the flesh of your breasts and sides like you were her own personal stress ball.
A shaky exhale escaped your lips quietly. It felt more like a massage than being handled roughly. She was trying to be intimidating, but you could feel the love in her touch. Bellatrix lowered her head to drag her parted lips up your shoulder and neck. Her hair tickled the side of your face, and when you tried to turn your head away from it, she planted her lips firmly against your jawline, just below your ear.
Bellatrix had a tendency to get out of control, no matter what situation was around her. That included intimate situations.
You soon found yourself squirming blindly, Bellatrix sitting on her knees between your legs. Her arms wrapped firmly around your waist, and her face buried in your stomach. Bellatrix kissed up your body until she reached your lips, forcefully licking her way into your mouth. You felt her lips form into a smug and knowing grin.
That's when you felt the cold sharp blade of her infamous dagger. It grazed the hollow of your throat. Your heart jumped. You began to say her name in a quivering voice, until she cut your words off swiftly.
"Hush now, love, I'm only playing," She reassured you. Bellatrix tugged the black ribbon away from your eyes, as she had quickly grown tired of being unable to see your pretty face. She took notice of your expression as soon as she had removed it.
Your face was flushed a light pink. You were breathing heavily, and your lips were parted by half an inch. You stared at her pleadingly. Being the target of such a weapon in the hands of your dangerous lover was making your stomach feel hot and tight, and the action of the blade being dragged slowly over your skin was enough to make you shiver in anticipation.
Bellatrix caught on automatically. Her smile faded into a mildly surprised expression, then into a delighted dreamy grin. She gasped.
"You liked it." She breathed, her left hand reaching to firmly grip the underside of your jaw. The witch let go of your face, and dragged her nails down your chest. Bellatrix held the dagger delicately between her fingers, tracing the tip of the cold blade down your cheek bone, as though she was carefully adding the finishing touches to a painting.
Your lover slowly lowered her head until her chin was resting on your thigh. Her chocolate brown eyes focused on you, eating up your expression, and occasionally flicking to the sleek dagger to be sure she wouldn't guide it in a direction that would cause you any pain. She kissed your leg and let her lips linger for a moment.
Bellatrix stood up while maintaining eye contact with you. She had a sly half smile, and was so very pleased with herself for finding out something new about you. You shuddered as she pressed the knife into your shoulder carefully. In a fluid motion, Bellatrix made a slicing motion near your ear to shock you, and she brushed the weapon across your trembling lips.
"My pet doesn't know what to do with herself, does she?" Bellatrix pouted playfully, "Are you afraid?- Oh, of course not. You must be quivering in pleasure, not fear." She grinned, and leaned in so her cheek was pressed against your temple. "Isn't that right, darli-"
She broke off with a small gasp. In just the few seconds she hadn't been paying attention to what she was doing with the dagger, she had accidentally given a slice to your shoulder. It wasn't deep, but it burned. Clumsy Bellatrix. You winced.
"Oh, sweetheart." Bellatrix immediately dropped the knife, sending it clattering to the floor next to her boot. She got in front of you, fumbling to undo your restrains as though she had fatally injured you. Once you were free, she cupped your cheeks and kissed your forehead. "I'm sorry, lovie," Bellatrix apologized in a soft voice that was reserved only for you.
Your lover bowed her head to press a gentle kiss to the thin cut, her eyes fluttering shut as she did so.
Of course, this didn't last long. As soon as she knew you were alright, she continued her play, by choosing to believe that the cut was a reminder that you were her lover.
"Do you think they'll all know that I gave you that cut?~" Her lips pulled back into a wide smirk as she rested her cheek on your temple once more. Her eyes slowly drifted down to stare at the dagger that had dropped to the floor.
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~Love, PinkBoots
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