no normality ;

bellatrix lestrange.

[bellatxrix]

vanuty‌:

her jaw clenched    ,    teeth clamping down as she let bellatrix berate her    .    was this woman daft    ?     did bella not understand the predicament she put her in    ?    clearly not    .    still her eyes set    ,    sending a polite nod to the bartender as he set her drink down    .    it was then that she gave bellatrix her full undivided attention    .    ❛    and you aren’t  dispensable    ?     ❜     the snide question fell out before she had time to fully process her clear error    .    ❛    look    ,    just talk quieter    .    please    .    you are smart    ,    but i work for the ministry and you aren’t exactly someone my coworkers would like me being seen with    .    ❜    it felt as though she was reasoning with a child    ,    but clearly bellatrix was no child    .    simply in her own world    .

at emma’s words, bellatrix couldn’t help herself but laugh. and it wasn’t the kind of laugh someone gets out when a joke is told or when you’re just laughing at something funny- no, it’s the kind of laugh you let out mockingly to make someone feel uncomfortable. ‘ i supposed i am not considering i’ve been here longer than you’ve been. i’ll be dispensable the day i die.’ because the other didn’t understand her devotation- there was nothing else but Him that mattered. the only person who probably understood her so well was Rodolphus. ‘ like they don’t already know half of the ministry is corrupted,’ however, her tone doesn’t change, but she takes a sip of her drink to calm herself down because she didn’t want to go full range on emma. yet.

[bellatxrix]

nrcissvs‌:

❛ bella, ❜  narcissa nods in cordial greeting. in the sea of ALARMED expressions surrounding the two sisters, the smile resting upon bellatrix’s face does not go unnoticed — frightened citizens shuffle past them, staring down as they quicken their pace.  ❛  how are you faring ?  ❜  she flashes a pointed look towards the elder witch, hoping to convey the real question upon her tongue : did you have anything to do with it ? 

‘ cissy.’ bellatrix greeted- her attention quickly going from the crowd to her little sister; the only person in her family that she cared about at that moment. narcissa was doing what’s right- in comparison with two people who she could never speak the name of again. she then can’t help, but chuckle- she wishes she would have had something to do with it more than helping the plot, but everything has been done from the inside. ‘ just a little bit of information here and there, not actual involvement this time- why. would you have liked to help me, cissy?’

[bellatxrix]

shutupcaradoc‌:

oh boy. bellatrix lestrange. this was going to be interesting. though he saw the look on her face. “bella! or uh…… bellatrix? would you rather have me call you that?” he asked his brows furrowing only knowing her through narcissa only but never actually talking to her that much. “care to get a cup of jo? a firewhiskey? i just got off of work and was looking for your sister. but uh… i guess you will do.” he said wondering if this was a big mistake. but maybe if he kept her preoccupied in the meantime she would have that….. whack smile on her face.

‘ it’s miss lestrange for you.’ her voice was icy, with no care about talking to other- she knew he was friends with narcissa once upon a time and unfortunately she knew he hangs out with someone who she doesn’t ever mention the name of anymore- family that’s not family anymore. ‘ do you think i am someone who deserves to be taken up as a second choice or who would even care in the first place?’

[bellatxrix]

vanuty‌:

oh    ,    bellatrix black    .    how the older woman’s voice carried    .    she could feel herself tensing    .    ears growing red at the other’s clear blatancy    ,    but emma had to be careful  with what she said to bella    .    the witch was not one to provoke    .    so clearing her throat    ,    emma’s own voice fell into a hushed tone    .    ❛    none the less    ,    we have to be wise    .    though i’m certain they’ll find their way to you soon enough    .    ❜    her head turned back to the bar    ,    lips curving into a syrupy smile as she ordered herself a drink    .    ❛     we can’t be seen talking for too long    .    ❜    her words came out low    ,    eyes fleeting ever so quickly to bellatrix    .    ❛    m’sure you understand    .    ❜

‘ we have to be wise- you want to say i’m not wise, dear emma?’ bellatrix’ voice didn’t go up or down- she spoke in a normal voice because she found it stupid to hide- to act suspicious when there was nothing to be suspicious about. ‘ and I’m sure you’ll understand I might never talk to you again if this is how you treat me, I don’t need you- He -’ Bellatrix stops herself for a dramatic effect at the mention of the Lord. ‘-doesn’t need you as much as you think. wanna stop talking to me? fine, I surely don’t need your company anyway.’

[ser-jorah-the-andal]

This is how this scene went, right?

[bellatxrix]

bellatrix smiled as people went past her- there was a time when people would annoy her somehow- try to talk to her, try to rile her up, but ever since the news about the death eaters escaping, they would only run away from her and it made her feel the power she’s always wanted. so, she just watches people go by, with a smile that ain’t anything but murderous. although, she does look like she’s waiting for someone, anyone to start a conversation that’ll make her enjoy this even more.

[bellatxrix]

vanuty‌:

 ⤻   *    she’d heard the news    .    how could she not    ?    it had been broadcasted for the  whole  wizarding world to hear    .    still    ,    her dark boots moved through the crowd that fumigated hogsmeade    .    most appeared  panicked  while others hurried on their way    ;    all muttering out incoherent nothings    .    the hit witch expected to get called into the ministry    ,    but that didn’t stop her from making a quick stop to get a drink    .    with her elbows resting against the bar front    ,    lips rather dry and waiting patiently to order    .    her thoughts were pulled away    .    craving small talk of all things  as ink hues turned towards the person next to her    .    ❛     all those people are out    .    can you believe it    ?     the ministry must be in a frenzy   .    ❜

‘ can i believe it?’ bellatrix couldn’t help but let out a laugh- shaking her head to the other. ‘ of course i can believe it- it was bound to happen one time or another, these fools should stop understimating us- they thought everything was almost over when things are just about to get started, so in all honesty- i can’t wait to meet up with some of those seven.’

[bellatxrix]

antonia thomas, thirty-four, cis female, she/her + i just saw bellatrix lestrange down at diagon alley. apparently they’re working as a occupation these days, who knew? guess it makes sense, they were always pretty loyal & driven. i wonder how their manipulative & sadistic behaviours have been treating them during the war. where do you suppose a pure-blood like them stands, anyway? with the death eaters, i bet. they always make me think of a faded painting, a cage full of snakes, and thoughts that nobody should ever think. 

Living with disappointments is hard, but through time you get used to them. But what do you do when all you are is a disappointment? Bellatrix was born a disappointment and she had been working since day one to bend things and try to alternate the situation even if impossible.Cygnus and Druella Black had dreamed of having the first son in the Black family, wanting to be the ones in control. However, instead of a boy- Bellatrix was born. Walburga gave birth to a boy that ruined every hope the two had. And the hate was of course draw onto the first born, the one that should have been a boy.And she became as strong as a boy soon enough. 

She learned to have loyalty towards her family, she learned to not say  ‘no’ to her father and to not argue with her mother when she told stories about when she is going to get married and let the legacy continue. Her mother wanted someone to dress up and let the beauty flow, her father wanted someone to train and be able to send to war when the time came. And Bellatrix was more close to what her father wanted, transforming her into a fighter way before they knew an actual war was brewing

But, her transformation hasn’t only because they wanted her to be like this. It was also because at a young age, when she was playing with dolls- Belaltrix would rather find beauty in the way the doll looked without a head on; broken rather than actually look respectable and dolled up.

.In Hogwarts and beyond, she created a name for herself- a name nobody wanted to mess with. She was known to be powerful, skilled with charms and having a passion for Dark Arts. Through out the war, she had been seen becoming more unstable per day- but, it’s not like nothing stopped her. Bellatrix liked this, the power, the leadership she could have. She had dedicated her life to this. And there’s a few people from her life that had stood with her and she actually cares about.

if you want to plot, let me know !!

[doctormissy-archived]

@hogwartshousesnet | august event | favourite slytherin character

“I was and am the Dark Lord’s most loyal servant. I learned the Dark Arts from him, and I know spells of such power that you, pathetic little boy, can never hope to compete –”

[flawlessbeautyqueens]

Anthonia Thomas photographed by Joe Quigg for Gentleman’s Journal (2017)

[sand-snake-kate]

Antonia Thomas by Clara Nebeling for Wonderland Winter 2016