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Where's Rod?
Oh-oh you got me. *upon realizing that she is practically rendered immobile Bellatrix struggles halfheartedly, her behind grinding into him seemingly by chance* Am I expected to swear the Unbreakable Vow on this too or what?
*she grins provocatively and starts moving against him with obvious deliberation now, his hot breath on her neck exciting her more than she’d ever show*
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Drabbles
Yell: Your character yells at mine
Christmas: Our characters spend Christmas time together
Expecting: My character and your character will find out they're having a baby
Sleep: My character stays a night at your character's house
Holiday: Our characters go on a trip together
Invitation: Your character invites mine to go somewhere
Tombstone: My character will visit your character's grave
Disagreement: I'll write our characters having an argument
Medium: I'll write a scenario either in the past or future which contains our characters
Ocean: Our characters go to the beach together
Disagreement: I'll write our characters having an argument
Picnic: Our characters have a picnic together
Question: Your character asks mine a question
Gunned down: My character receives news that your character has died
Jealous: My character gets jealous of yours, or vice versa
AU: Specify when and where our characters are and I'll write an AU to go with it
Rain: I'll write a fluffy drabble of our characters kissing in the rain
Worry: My character will worry about yours, or vice versa
Love me: I'll write a fluffy drabble about our characters
Broken: Our characters breaking up with each other (friendship or relationship)
Medium: I'll write a scenario either in the past or future which contains our characters
Waterboarding // Lily and Bella
Oh, if only she was in a more playful mood, she would imitate Lily’s words in her high-pitched baby voice and erupt into a boisterous fit of laughter. The self-righteous little mudslut feeling entitled to a magical space, how endearing! she’d roar, baring her pearly whites.
But Bellatrix mouth remained a flat line, no provocative smirk hiding in the corners of her lips this time. Her head pulsated and brimmed on her shoulders as though it was a pumping heart itself, an iron strain gripped her temples. She walked over to the redhead single-mindedly and drew her arm back. Her hand shot forward and met Lily’s cheek in a slap so powerful that it made her own hand tingle painfully. The sharp sound it elicited lingered in the hollow room for a few seconds before it was drowned by Bellatrix shrieking voice. “Get out! GET OUT!” Bellatrix screeched into Lily’s face. She seemed on the edge of hysteria, her black curls dancing wildly around her head. “GET OUT NOW!”
Lily was completely unprepared for the wild slap that Bellatrix delivered. The pain shot through her jaw and she stared at the other girl in utter shock for a moment. This entire situation was bizarre, and Lily had to take a moment to let it sink in.
But as soon as the Slytherin started screaming, Lily lost her temper as well. “I was here first, you absolute cow,” she yelled back, unable to keep her tongue in check. “Merlin, you are so - ” she drew her wand, furious - “Silencio!”
Bellatrix, her senses sharpened by her fury, was quick to ward off the spell with a flick of her own wand. "Insolent mudblood, you're not supposed to be here AT ALL!" Her voice was raw and seemed to make the entire room vibrate with its crazed fortitude. Her dissatisfaction with her engagement, Narcissa's betrayal, the graduation-induced stress and family pressure all merged into one hellish beast of rage. And what better victim to tear its fangs into than a filthy mudblood! Bellatrix eyes were widened to the point where her iris was visibly surrounded by maggot white and a few loose strings of hair hung into her face. "Serpensortia engorgio!" A malicious grin instead of her trademark cackle. She paused for a minute to admire her fat, hissing, scaly work. "Oppugno!" she finally commanded, the word containing as much venom as her creation.
Everything is so beautiful and brilliant. Don’t the flowers just smell lovely this time of year?
Come again ?
Did you catch too much of the Amortentia from today's Potions class in your nose or what?
Where's Rod?
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-Rodolphus gives chase, only slightly dazed from her touch and kisses. He manages to catch her, because he could have done so even if she had run at full speed. Grabbing her from behind and pinning her against him with all of his strength, he draws his wand and runs it over her temple.- Suppose I want a promise?
Oh-oh you got me. *upon realizing that she is practically rendered immobile Bellatrix struggles halfheartedly, her behind grinding into him seemingly by chance* Am I expected to swear the Unbreakable Vow on this too or what?
*she grins provocatively and starts moving against him with obvious deliberation now, his hot breath on her neck exciting her more than she'd ever show*
Where's Rod?
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Where's Rod?
*Her chest heaves up and down with every ragged breath, pressing against his. She pouts like a little child and blinks up at him in mock-fear*
Oh dearest, dearest Dolphy puh-puh-please don’t be so rough with me!
*She whimpers in her baby voice, while struggling against his hand playfully and groaning*
-smirks at her, anger falling away- You’re such a bitch, you know that? -tightens his hand on her throat slightly and steps in closer- How long has it been since I had you?
Where's Rod?
Why don’t you make me?
Are you angry because I made Bones scream louder than you ever could? Oh Roddy… the sight of her blood spilling out of her in all its crimson splendour… I tell you, it was almost erotic.
[At her words, he pushes her roughly against the nearest wall, not caring if it knocks the wind out of her.] Shut up. [His free hand comes up to rest on her throat]
*Her chest heaves up and down with every ragged breath, pressing against his. She pouts like a little child and blinks up at him in mock-fear*
Oh dearest, dearest Dolphy puh-puh-please don't be so rough with me!
*She whimpers in her baby voice, while struggling against his hand playfully and groaning*
Can't be happening. || Bella & Alecto.
Black dots, transparent red shapes, and green lines came in and out of her view. When she moved past a torch, it all lightened but she couldn’t see anything distinctly at all. Dorcas’ hadn’t caused any serious long-lasting damage. She knew that. But it still felt awful. It felt like her face had grown three sizes, and the sharp pain in her nose stabbed her every time she took a breath in. It was a good thing she wasn’t too far from the Great Hall, so getting down to the common room was easy enough, even if she had to endure more stares and points and laughs than she was used to. That bloody Caradoc made a few comments she’d like to engrave into his back one day with a sharp blade. But, Alecto’s rage was fighting with another emotion today. Hurt. She seemed to have run into obstacle after obstacle lately and nothing was satisfying her. Nothing. She wasn’t allowed to teach Mudbloods their rightful place, she wasn’t allowed to play, she wasn’t even able to really talk to anyone about it all. Her brother was very distant at the moment, Rodolphus seemed to have a chip on his shoulder, and the other male Slytherins had their attentions elsewhere. Alecto liked male attention. And it frustrated her to an even higher pitch when she wasn’t getting any on top of having to keep her knife under her bed every night. It just wasn’t fun anymore. Immediately, she had to deal with her face. She had to get to the common room and find someone, anyone, who was good enough to fix this mess. She wasn’t about to let that filthy mudblood lover in the Hospital wing touch her. That would only be a last resort. It took her three attempts to get the password right and she nearly fell into the greenish room, exhausted from her journey here and practically shaking in pain and humiliation.
Bellatrix, a chocolate frog half-raised to her mouth, lifted her eyebrows questioningly at the defeated witch trudging into the Slytherin common room. What a miserable sight. She was slouched in a big armchair, a box of biscuits in her lap and her feet propped up nonchalantly on the table. "Bloody hell, you look awful!" Bella commented with the utmost tact, the chocolate frog disappearing in her mouth.
"What happened to your face?" Squinting her eyes, she glanced Alecto up and down. She looked so fragile, as though a puff of air could throw her off her feet. Bellatrix could swear her skin was no rosier than that of the Bloody Baron. Through her black eye, almost swollen shut and of an ugly violet, Alecto returned her gaze disorientedly. The crackling fire was the only sound bouncing off the walls of the dungeon while their silence expanded. Bella let out a tortured sigh and packed her box of chocolates away resignedly.
"Sit down," she finally said in a softer voice, gesturing to the chair opposite her with her chin, "We can't let you keep running around like this, now can we?"
Bella/Voldy
Whose the big spoon and little spoon?
Bella. She holds on to Voldy like a spider monkey, day or night, whether he likes it or not.
Favorite Non-sexual activity
Indulging in their sadism by torturing muggle-sympathizers and others opposing their “movement”. Voldemort also enjoys teaching Bella in the Dark Arts, as she is an eager and talented student.
Favorite Sexual activity
BDSM. Bellatrix is a devoted slave to her Lord in every sense of the word.
First Kiss
It happened in spring. They were standing in the elaborate backyard of the Black Manor, a soft breeze tugging at their robes and Bella’s curls. Almost as though in a trance, she had been inching closer to him while soaking up every word he spoke in his usual eloquent manner. As a streak of hair fell into his eyes, she hesitantly raised her hand to brush it away and he caught it in mid-air. Bella’s heart sank along with her hand that Tom lowered in his tight grip. Then he suddenly closed the distance between by dragging her towards him and pressing his lips onto hers.
Favourite make-out spot?
None.. To Bella’s dismay, they don’t make out nearly as much as she’d like it. They have plenty of sex, however.
First Time
Same day as their first kiss, in the greenhouse among orchids and dittany.
Does anyone catch them in the act?
No, thankfuly Voldy had the mind to cast a muffliato spell in wise foresight.
Does anyone know about them?
Cissy is suspecting something, as are a few death eaters who have observed Bellatrix’ antics around Voldemort.
Do people approve of them?
Only the brave and stupid would dare question the Dark Lord’s decisions.
Who uses all the hot water?
Whenever Voldy gets into the shower for some precious me-time Bella always sneaks in. So both. At the same time.
Most trivial thing they fight over?
Bella accidentally pressing her dark mark when she’s in the nude and taking a shower.
What they fight over most?
His incapacity for love and Bellatrix unrelenting desire to be loved by him in spite of it.
Who does most of the cleaning?
House elves or Wormtail.
Who steals the blankets?
Bellatrix, much to Voldy’s horror and disapproval. She’s not even supposed to be in his bed.
Who leaves their stuff around?
Neither… Well, Bella leaves hidden little love messages around and Voldy burns them to ashes while reevaluating his life decisions.
Who remembers anniversaries?
Bella.
Who cooks normally?
Voldy. He has found a copy of “Jamie’s 15 minute meals” amongst one of his victim’s possessions and secretly sleeps with it under his pillow.
How often do they fight?
They don’t argue much, it mostly just consists of Voldy getting super annoyed and locking himself in the toilet with Jamie Oliver’s autobiography.
What do they do when they’re away from each other?
Bella waits impatiently. Voldy peers around every corner suspiciously, expecting her to be lurking somewhere. He secretly feels a little disappointed and very relieved at the same time when he doesn’t find her anywhere.
Nicknames for each other?
Voldemort: Tomcat
Bellatrix: how-did-you-even-get-here
Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
Voldy, because he can’t stand the thought of being in some way, shape or form indebted to her.
What would they get each other for gifts?
Bella would get him aurors, Harry Potter and other wizards Voldy desires to kill personally. Actually, she’d just about give him anything he wants. Voldy gets her captives to torture play with.
Who made the first move?
Voldy but he regrets it now.
Who remembers things?
Well, Bella remembers them with utter fondness and Voldy with an uncomfortable shiver.
Who started the relationship?
Bella started it behind Voldy’s back and without his consent.
Who cusses more?
Bella.
What would they do if the other one was hurt?
Bellatrix would immediately rush to his aid and fuss over him like a mother hen. Voldy would grow very angry at the source of Bella’s pain and avenge her.
Do they get married?
No.
Waterboarding // Lily and Bella
Bellatrix, her luscious black mane bouncing up and down with every self-assured step, approached the Prefects’ bathroom with a casualty so uncharacteristic for students heading to forbidden places that not even the portraits shot a suspicious glance her way. Not that it’d be the first time she had sneaked in for a relaxing bath anyway. On the contrary, during her seventh year she had sought out the majestic bathroom on the fifth floor more often than ever, in hope that her thoughts of her upcoming marriage and NEWTs would dissolve into steam like hot water. To Bellatrix it was like a quiet oasis, its scented water glistening with the promise of a clear mind and loosened muscles.
She swung the door open and practically walked into a wall of mist and the aroma of freesias. Bellatrix stopped dead in her tracks and blinked perplexedly before casting a look toward the bath tub. A splosh of fuchsia in the midst of milky steam clouds. It couldn’t be!
"Who’s there?" called the unmistakable voice of Lily Evans, mudblood-Evans as Bellatrix liked to refer to her. She felt heat rise from the boiling pit of her stomach into the top of her head; she clutched her wand in a balled fist. ”What is filth like you doing in this place of cleansing? Bathwater isn’t going to expurgate your dirty blood either, mudblood!” she sneered. A condescending remark would always find the way to the tip of her tongue but she couldn’t muster her trademark cackle today. Bellatrix didn’t feel like playing with her food this time, she just wanted to eat it. Maybe bathe in its blood if it wasn’t so impure.
Lily felt cold all over as Bellatrix Black’s voice hit her in the face, despite the heat in the room. She scrabbled for her wand and held it tightly, facing the Slytherin head on. “This is a Prefect’s bathroom, you nitwit,” she commented coolly, voice calm despite her sudden panic. “I’m allowed to be in here whenever I want. You, on the other hand, unless I missed a sudden change in Slytherin Prefect ranks…”
She had caught rumors of a spat between Bellatrix and her equally horrible fiance, and she could only guess at how awful the Slytherin’s temper was these days. She suddenly felt tired, weary to her very core, and desperately hoped a duel could be avoided.
Unfortunately, it seemed that Bellatrix’s thoughts were heading in the opposite path.
Oh, if only she was in a more playful mood, she would imitate Lily's words in her high-pitched baby voice and erupt into a boisterous fit of laughter. The self-righteous little mudslut feeling entitled to a magical space, how endearing! she'd roar, baring her pearly whites.
But Bellatrix mouth remained a flat line, no provocative smirk hiding in the corners of her lips this time. Her head pulsated and brimmed on her shoulders as though it was a pumping heart itself, an iron strain gripped her temples. She walked over to the redhead single-mindedly and drew her arm back. Her hand shot forward and met Lily's cheek in a slap so powerful that it made her own hand tingle painfully. The sharp sound it elicited lingered in the hollow room for a few seconds before it was drowned by Bellatrix shrieking voice. "Get out! GET OUT!" Bellatrix screeched into Lily's face. She seemed on the edge of hysteria, her black curls dancing wildly around her head. "GET OUT NOW!"
Daisy/Bella hahahahah I'm sO SORRY
((Oh shit, I know I’m probably gonna end up shipping Black Daisy when I’m done with this))
Whose the big spoon and little spoon?
Bella is a possessive partner, she enjoys wrapping her arms around Daisy in bed as though to assure herself that she’s all hers. Plus it enables her hands to roam when Daisy allows…
Favorite Non-sexual activity
Sometimes before bed, when her girlfriend is in a more balanced state, Daisy reads her books aloud and Bellatrix listens. It feels oddly intimate for both of them and they never talk about it. Occasionally Daisy sneaks some muggle literature works that she believes Bella would enjoy, always altering the texts slightly so she won’t notice.
Favorite Sexual activity
Whenever Bella has thrown another temper tantrum she likes to make up for it by later going down on Daisy while she’s immersed in one of her books.
First Kiss
Bella lured Daisy into a deserted section of the library under the pretense that she needed help with her history assignment. The entire time Daisy was patiently explaining the homework to her, Bellatrix’ eyes were fixated on her plump lips, planning her move and not actually hearing a word of what she said. She slowly leaned over Daisy’ shoulder as though she wanted to eye a part in the book more closely. “You have wonderful lips,” Bellatrix would then slyly whisper much closer to her face than Daisy expected. Surprised, her head would spin around to face Bella and Bella, who had anticipated her reaction, would capture her mouth in a kiss. Immediately after, Bellatrix strode off with a smug grin, leaving a dumbfounded Daisy behind in the library.
Favourite make-out spot?
The room of requirement.
First Time
Bellatrix was unusually considerate for her standards; impatiently yet obediently waiting for Daisy to be ready and
Does anyone catch them in the act?
No, Daisy is much more cautious than Bellatrix.
Does anyone know about them?
No.
Do people approve of them?
They wouldn’t.
Who uses all the hot water?
Sometimes Daisy without meaning to and often Bella without remorse.
Most trivial thing they fight over?
Bella cheating at wizard chess and any other board game.
What they fight over most?
Blood purity, muggles, muggleborns, they go into two completely opposing directions politically.
Who does most of the cleaning?
Daisy, because she feels bad for Bella’s house elves.
Who steals the blankets?
Daisy and it drives Bella up the wall.
Who leaves their stuff around?
Bella.
Who remembers anniversaries?
Daisy.
Who cooks normally?
Daisy or the house elves. Bellatrix wanted to surprise her with self-prepared meal once and only once. It escalated into a house fire and Daisy doesn’t know about nor will she ever.
How often do they fight?
Rarely, because Daisy works hard to keep up the harmony.
What do they do when they’re away from each other?
Bella secretly rereads some of the books Daisy has read to her, Daisy buys Bella small gifts when she’s somewhere without her. They’re mostly awful but well-meant (recently Daisy got her a shrunken head and a weird enchanted lip gloss that chirps when you press your lips together).
Nicknames for each other?
Daisy: Daze, Captain Hook, filthy muggle-lover.
Bellatrix: Bella, Bells, Black hole of racism and elitism
Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
Bella.
Who steals the covers at night?
Daisy.
What would they get each other for gifts?
Bella would give her a rare, ancient book from the private library of the House of Black. Daisy’s unfortunate choice of gifts has already been mentioned.
Who made the first move?
Bella.
Who remembers things?
Daisy.
Who started the relationship?
Bella.
Who cusses more?
Bellatrix.
What would they do if the other one was hurt?
Daisy would rush to Bella’s aid and nurse her back to health to the best of her ability. Bellatrix seek terrible vengeance against whoever caused Daisy’s hurt and awkwardly sit next to her in the hospital bed, not doing a great job at comforting her but trying to anyway.
Do they get married?
No, Bella’s engagement to Rodolphus is irrevocable.
((I was right aND I REGRET NOTHING))
Where's Rod?
Did I strike a nerve there? Little bitch squealed like a pig when I had my fun with her. I carved my soon-to-be initials into her tender flesh, B. L., that is. Don’t you find that very romantic of me, Rod?
Why shouldn’t I? I like it.
Because you’re so very romantic, Bellatrix. -he steps into her space- Just shut up about it, hm? You’ve never gotten me angry before. Don’t start.
You like it now, but you won’t.
Why don't you make me?
Are you angry because I made Bones scream louder than you ever could? Oh Roddy... the sight of her blood spilling out of her in all its crimson splendour... I tell you, it was almost erotic.
Alecto/bella
((I’m in acute danger of shipping Bellecto help please))
Whose the big spoon and little spoon?
Alecto likes to be the little spoon, according to her only because she is not keen on having Bella’s long, wild hair in her face. The truth, however, is that Bellatrix’ arms around her give her a sense of protection and comfort, reminding her of the nights she spent huddled together with her brother. Not that she would ever admit to it.
Favorite Non-sexual activity
Bonding over the torture of muggleborns and other human beings deemed unworthy by them.
Favourite Sexual Activity
They fiercely compete against each other in the magical equivalent of "phone moan", using the fire place to chat with their respective family members (or trying to anyway). Both enjoy the element of risk in it and having the other at their mercy.
First Kiss
Spontaneous, passionate and rough. It had been a long, stressful day and they both needed to release some tension. Bellatrix was the one to initiate the kiss and Alecto was quick to return in.
Favourite make-out spot?
Anywhere forbidden, anywhere with the danger of being caught.
First Time
Steamy sex in the prefect’s bathroom on the fifth floor.
Does anyone catch them in the act?
Not really. An unsuspecting Hufflepuff prefect walks in but he only sees a furious Bellatrix casting a hex his way and threatening to single-handedly execute the entire Hufflepuff house if he doesn’t leave immediately. Alecto so conveniently happened to be below the water surface, invisible to the prefect’s eye.
Does anyone know about them?
Possibly Amycus but no one else.
Do people approve of them?
With the exception of Amycus, they most decidedly wouldn’t if they knew. At least Bella’s family would strongly disapprove, seeing as she’s expected to marry Rod in due time.
Who uses all the hot water?
Whoever gets into the shower first.
Most trivial thing they fight over?
Who gets the last biscuit plus Bella hogging all the blankets at night.
What they fight over most?
Dominance.
Who does most of the cleaning?
The house elves of course!
Who steals the blankets?
Bella.
Who leaves their stuff around?
Bella.
Who remembers anniversaries?
Alecto probably.
Who cooks normally?
Psh, the house elves! Why would two pureblood witches lower themselves to such a tedious task?
How often do they fight?
Their entire relationship is accompanied by a constant struggle for dominance so they practically fight all the time, though rarely in absolute seriousness.
What do they do when they’re away from each other?
Pretend that it doesn’t make a difference to them but secretly miss the other.
Nicknames for each other?
Alecto: Dr. Lecto, Weird Al Carrovic, Carrow the narrow someone stop me please
Bellatrix: Bella, Black Mamba, sister (Alecto has a bit of a fetish)
Who is more likely to pay for dinner?
Bellatrix.
Who steals the covers at night?
Bella but Alecto steals them back and they have pillow fights.
What would they get each other for gifts?
Bella would give her a ring from the Black jewellery treasure, both to assert her “possession”-as she sees it- over her partner and to make Alecto feel appreciated of course. Her gifts are always expensive and tasteful. Alecto likes to spoil Bella with corsets, magical hair pins and bath products plus knives because Bella collects them. If she doesn’t know what to get her she simply asks Bella, who doesn’t hesitate to say what she wants.
Who made the first move?
Bella, as usual she just couldn’t control herself.
Who remembers things?
Alecto.
Who started the relationship?
Neither, it was supposed to be nothing more than a fling but it slowly developed into something more, much to both witches’ surprise and horror.
Who cusses more?
Alecto cusses more when casually talking but Bella with her explosive temper swears a lot more when she’s angry.
What would they do if the other one was hurt?
Slowly and painfully kill the source of the other’s pain.
Do they get married?
No. Bellatrix is already engaged to Rodolphus.
((I’ll do Victoria/Bella and Daisy/Bella when I have more time! You can still send me some though if you want, I love these))
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