Madam Black

Independent RP for Walburga Black | Matriarch of the Noble & Most Ancient House of Black | 21+

[motherfuckingmaneater]

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜ -madwitchofgrimmauld

@madwitchofgrimmauld.

Grey eyes remained fixed until the command was given. Bellatrix didn’t hesitate. Deft lithe digits dipped gently over the curve of the older witch’s immaculate waist, lips finding the smooth flesh just above one of her breasts. Her kiss was gentle as she settled herself comfortably, half hidden beneath sheets between Walburga’s gorgeous legs. Her tongue lapped, lips wrapping around her nipple as her free hand squeezed and toyed the other, desperate to see it pucker under her ministrations, desperate for her praise, desperate to watch this witch — this picture of sublime perfection, unravel beneath her tongue and fingers.

“Like this?” She purred quietly as she moved to the other, lavishing it with as much attention and greedily finding the other again, unable to decide which breast was her favourite or deserving of more attention. The fingers curled around her waist slid to her hips and further to her thighs, finding warmth between them as they teased skin there, a hungry hum of contentment falling from full soft lips as tips of her digits met heat, “you make it too easy. I could worship you endlessly.”

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

Walburga hummed contently as Bellatrix lowered her mouth to her breast. It never ceased to amaze her how talented the young witch was with her mouth. Just as she taught her. She stroked her dark hair, brushing a few strands away from her face.

Her breath hitched as those deft fingers found their way between her legs, expertly stroking her slick folds. “You do it so well, darling,” she sighed. “Such a good girl for me.”

Those lovely grey eyes would be her undoing. The devotion in them, the eagerness to please her. She would never admit to it, but Bellatrix would always be her greatest weakness. She was desperate to feel those full lips between her legs, to feel her tongue lavishing her.

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[madwitchofgrimmauld]

❛  innocence died screaming. ask me, i should know.  ❜

“It often does,” Walburga mused, fingers curling in Bellatrix’s hair as she drew the thick waves to one side, exposing the young witch’s neck. “Do you miss it?”

She certainly did. She wouldn’t have Bellatrix any other way, corrupted and eager to bend to her will. But, oh, to relive that moment again. To have her Bella crying out for her over and over, not knowing just how far Walburga was willing to go. To feel that intoxicating rush as she claimed Bellatrix for herself. To watch the innocent fade from her eyes.

She pressed a kiss to her niece’s neck, lips parted to run her tongue along her creamy flesh. That innocence had died with her, and nothing had ever tasted sweeter.

[oathkeptmusings]

darker vibes

❛ i would let you rip me apart if it meant loving you. ❜

❛ this fear you feel? it won’t last. ❜

❛ you are my salvation. ❜

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

❛ get the hell away from me. ❜

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜

❛ i’ll be your dirty little secret, if that’s what you’re into. ❜

❛ worship me. until i tell you to stop. ❜

❛ don’t you know how sick with love i am for you? ❜

❛ fucking hit me already. ❜

❛ i would burn the world for you. ❜

❛ i don’t want to be good, no matter how hard you wish it. ❜

❛ i don’t know how you’ve bewitched me, but it needs to stop. ❜

❛ fix me. ❜

❛ they die for love, you kill for it. ❜

❛ you are mine, whether you agree or not. ❜

❛ do you like it when i bleed for you? ❜

❛ i will keep hurting. i will keep killing. anything to protect you. ❜

❛ i’m starved for you, morning and night. ❜

❛ now i get to ravish you. ❜

❛ i am your god and your executioner. ❜

❛ you are doing so well, my pet. ❜

❛ you’re my sweetest poison. ❜

❛ let’s do something about that mouth of yours. ❜

❛ your fascination with me will be your death. ❜

❛ you’re the monster that’s enticed me into your bed. ❜

❛ all you can say are pretty lies. ❜

❛ the fucked up thing is that it isn’t enough to just love you. ❜

❛ you’ve broken me. all i can think about is you. ❜

❛ you’ll beg for more. ❜

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

❛ i would gladly let you drag me to hell. ❜

❛ everything i’ve done.. every horrible atrocity, it’s been for you. ❜

❛ you’re a fucking nightmare. kiss me. ❜

❛ feel grateful that i allow you to touch me. ❜

❛ every time your lips touch my skin, you burn me from the inside out. ❜

❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

❛ no one touches what’s mine. ❜

❛ make me indifferent, make me horrible. ❜

❛ i could never be the one to love you. i can only be the one that kills you. ❜

❛ your lips are poison, your laugh a curse. ❜

[munchmemes]

hozier lyrics, hozier (expanded edition)

❛  i should've worshipped them sooner. ❜

❛  we were born sick. ❜

❛  the only heaven i'll be sent to is when i'm alone with you. ❜

❛  i'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies. ❜

❛  good god, let me give you my life. ❜

❛  there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin. ❜

❛  it's toying somewhere between love and abuse. ❜

❛  no more alone or myself i could be. ❜

❛  [i/you] lurched like a stray to the arms that were open. ❜

❛  i lay my heart down with the rest at [your/their] feet. ❜

❛  i wonder if it's better now having survived. ❜

❛  i'm so tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes. ❜

❛  no better version of me i could pretend to be tonight. ❜

❛  [they/you] found me just in time. ❜

❛  cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done, i need to be youthfully felt cause i never felt young. ❜

❛  it'd be great to find a place we could escape sometimes. ❜

❛  we tried the world and it wasn't for us. ❜

❛  you knew who i was with every step that i ran to you. ❜

❛  would things be easier if there was a right way? ❜

❛  honey, there is no right way. ❜

❛  i fall in love just a little bit every day with someone new. ❜

❛  there's an art to life's distractions. ❜

❛  love with every stranger, the stranger the better. ❜

❛  all i've ever done is hide. ❜

❛  when you kill the lights and kiss my eyes, i feel ike a person for a moment of my life. ❜

❛  but you don't know what the hell you put me through. ❜

❛  it feels good to be alone with you. ❜

❛  there are questions i can't ask. ❜

❛  now, at last, the worst is over. ❜

❛  i know that you hate this place. ❜

❛  there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you, don't you agree? ❜

❛  there's something lonesome about you, something so wholesome about you. ❜

❛  innocence died screaming. ask me, i should know. ❜

❛  there's something broken about this but i might be hoping about this. ❜

❛  we'll lay here for years or for hours, your hand in my hand. so still and discreet. ❜

❛  i'd be home with you. ❜

❛  any way to distract and sedate. ❜

❛  i'm somewhere outside my life. i keep scratching but somehow i can't get in. ❜

❛  don't you stand there watching me, won't you? ❜

❛  don't you join in, you're supposed to drag me away from it. ❜

❛  i'm so full of love, i could barely eat. ❜

❛  [they/you] are sweet as can be. [they/you] give me toothaches just from kissing me. ❜

❛  no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to [them/you]. ❜

❛  you never asked me once about the wrong i did. ❜

❛  [you/they] would never fret none about what my hands and my body done. ❜

❛  if the lord don't forgive me, i'd still have you and you would have me. ❜

❛  why were you digging? what did you bury? ❜

❛  i will not ask you where you came from. i will not ask and neither should you. ❜

❛  just put your sweet lips on my lips. we should just kiss like real people do. ❜

❛  i know that look, eyes always seeking. ❜

❛  i will not ask you why you were creeping. in some sad way, i already know. ❜

❛  you know better than to smile at me like that. ❜

❛  i know who i am when i'm alone. ❜

❛  you don't understand. you should never know how easy you are to need. ❜

❛  don't let me in with no intention to keep me. ❜

❛  it can't be unlearned. i've known the warmth of your doorways. ❜

❛  i'll find my way back to you. ❜

❛  my heart is heavy with the hate of some other man's beliefs. ❜

❛  screaming the name of a foreigner's good is the purest expression of grief. ❜

❛  i feel no control of my body. i feel no safety in [your/their] arms. ❜

❛  all that i've been taught and every word i've got is foreign to me. ❜

❛  it looks ugly but it's clean. ❜

❛  your fight and fury is fiery. ❜

❛  it's worth it, it's divine. i have this some of the time. ❜

❛  you called my name til the fever broke. ❜

❛  i heard a scream in the woods somewhere. ❜

❛  i turned and ran to save a life i didn't have. ❜

❛  i need you to run to me. run to me! ❜

❛  when i was a child, i heard voices. some would sing and some would scream. ❜

❛  don't you ever tame your demons but always keep them on a leash. ❜

❛  you've done me wrong for a long, long time. ❜

❛  after all you've done, i never changed my mind. ❜

❛  please, try to love me. ❜

❛  my love will never die. ❜

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

Walburga tutted under her breath, suppressing her own amusement at the girl’s attitude. “You’ll have the company of your father and sister, in the meantime. Perhaps try not to provoke her too much, hmm?”

She let Bellatrix drag her back down, capturing her little witch’s lips with her own. She tasted like honey and the lingering arousal left from their most recent encounter. Walburga couldn’t resist grazing her tongue along her bottom lip, demanding entrance into her mouth.

“You’ll be a good girl while I’m away,” she said breathlessly as they broke apart. It was very much a statement rather than a request. Knowing her niece, she wouldn’t hesitate to push her mother to the edge during her absence. A light warning was only necessary.

[motherfuckingmaneater]

There was no denying Blacks were greedy, self-righteous creatures. Little more denied still that both Walburga and Bellatrix were the very worst best of them. The kiss did little to satiate her, yet she took it readily and let go freely.

Her warning was sufficient enough to bring a pout to Bellatrix's lips as she pulled a pillow beneath her, cat-like grey eyes trailing down the other witches form as she sighed, "I'll do my best."

Bellatrix hesitated, gaze turning up, the question falling from her lips quickly, "when will you be back?" Hardly out of clinginess, but concern of sheer boredom. It should've been known, Bellatrix's cravings came in many forms - but most specifically, the form of Walburga Black.

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

Walburga sighed at the question, knowing the answer would only agitate Bellatrix further. “Two weeks. Three, at most. Can I trust you to behave that long?”

She would write, of course. Leaving her darling girl behind for any amount of time was no less frustrating for the older witch, though she hid her emotions better. Still, as her gaze swept over Bellatrix, watching the way her chest rose with each breath, the way the blanket hardly covered her naked body, the way she looked at her with such longing…

“I suppose I can delay my departure for another hour or two,” Walburga murmured, caressing Bellatrix’s leg through the silk sheets. “I suggest you make the most of my generosity, darling.”

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

[ rest ] for my muse to rest her head in yours’ lap.

“What’s the matter, darling?”

A small smile tugged at Walburga’s lips as Bellatrix laid her head in her lap, looking every bit like the little girl she adored so dearly. She ran her fingers through the dark hair splayed over her legs, gently stroking the young woman’s head as she did so. Walburga would never admit it, but she missed these tender moments with the girl she had grown to love like her own, in her own twisted way. Her fingers wandered to the side of Bellatrix’s face, tracing sharp angles and stroking smooth skin.

“You’re not still upset over Druella’s comments, are you?”

[motherfuckingmaneater]

She'd thrown herself down beside her Aunt without warning or questioning, huffing frustration as she went. The teenage witch made no attempt to hide her emotions - much to Druella's distaste. It was supposedly unbecoming of a witch of her stature and position. Bellatrix threw her forearm lazily across her eyes as she shut them a moment, hand moving to fall back against her Aunt's lap as she felt the familiar and all too welcoming caress of her fingers.

"No." She muttered, "I stopped caring what she thinks a long time ago." She paused a moment, letting the feel of her fingers sit, her own hand reaching to rest rather lazily across her Aunt's lap, "it's daddy actually." Cygnus rarely caused any concern for Bellatrix, he was an exceptionally lenient father all things considered. "He wants me to get married. He says now I'm eighteen I can put it off no longer. I don't want to get married."

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

Walburga pursed her lips, unable to hide her disdain. She knew Bellatrix would be faced with the burden of marriage sooner than later, just as she had so many years ago. She’d hoped her brother wouldn’t push the matter; Bellatrix was far too bright to be saddled with a husband so young. After all, Walburga herself hadn’t married until she was nearing 25.

“It is a necessary evil,” she said with a sigh, gently pulling Bellatrix’s arm away from her face. “But a proper match is of great importance.”

Running her fingers once more through the girl’s hair, she added, “I will be here to help you, always, darling. They won’t marry you off to just any undeserving sod.”

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

[ CLOSER ]:     while pinning the receiver against the wall, sender glances down at their lips, suddenly aware of how close they are to one another…

Walburga hissed sharply as her back connected with the wall, eyes blazing as Bellatrix’s face neared her own. She wanted to hex the witch, to put her back in her place, but as she followed Bellatrix’s gaze, her anger dissipated. A smirk stretched across her face as Bellatrix watched her lips. Her breath was warm against her face, and it took every ounce of control not to close the space between them.

“What is it, love? Can’t go through with cursing your dear old aunt?”

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

[ rest ] for my muse to rest her head in yours’ lap.

“What’s the matter, darling?”

A small smile tugged at Walburga’s lips as Bellatrix laid her head in her lap, looking every bit like the little girl she adored so dearly. She ran her fingers through the dark hair splayed over her legs, gently stroking the young woman’s head as she did so. Walburga would never admit it, but she missed these tender moments with the girl she had grown to love like her own, in her own twisted way. Her fingers wandered to the side of Bellatrix’s face, tracing sharp angles and stroking smooth skin.

“You’re not still upset over Druella’s comments, are you?”

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

“Don’t go.”

Walburga turned her attention back to the young witch, brow raised sharply at the soft plea. The vulnerability in her voice was nothing she hadn’t heard before, but still, it surprised Walburga each time.

“Now, then,” she murmured, tucking a strand of silky black locks behind Bellatrix’s ear. “I won’t be gone long, darling. Surely you’ll survive my absence until I return.”

[motherfuckingmaneater]

“But you’re leaving me with her.”

A lip curled in distaste, grey eyes fliting up from where she still lay, comfortable beneath the silken sheets of the older witch’s bed. It was a childish plea, there was no denying that. It followed with a pout, fingers falling flat against bedsheets until she’d pushed herself up a little more.

“You know I can’t tolerate a whole week with Druella. She’ll drive me mad and then it’ll be entirely your fault that I killed her.”

The latter is said with slight jest, smirk poorly hidden. Fingers tug lightly at her, urging her down, demanding where her voice is soft.

“Kiss me goodbye then, if you really must abandon me.”

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

Walburga tutted under her breath, suppressing her own amusement at the girl’s attitude. “You’ll have the company of your father and sister, in the meantime. Perhaps try not to provoke her too much, hmm?”

She let Bellatrix drag her back down, capturing her little witch’s lips with her own. She tasted like honey and the lingering arousal left from their most recent encounter. Walburga couldn’t resist grazing her tongue along her bottom lip, demanding entrance into her mouth.

“You’ll be a good girl while I’m away,” she said breathlessly as they broke apart. It was very much a statement rather than a request. Knowing her niece, she wouldn’t hesitate to push her mother to the edge during her absence. A light warning was only necessary.

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

“Don’t go.”

Walburga turned her attention back to the young witch, brow raised sharply at the soft plea. The vulnerability in her voice was nothing she hadn’t heard before, but still, it surprised Walburga each time.

“Now, then,” she murmured, tucking a strand of silky black locks behind Bellatrix’s ear. “I won’t be gone long, darling. Surely you’ll survive my absence until I return.”

[leneemusing]

nonverbal memes

add + to reverse who does the action

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention  [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine  [ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket  [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.  [ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning  [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair  [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair  [ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine  [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room  [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer  [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying  [ eat ]  for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine  [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance  [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine  [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap  [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring  [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually  [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support  [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm  [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand  [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did  [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine  [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap  [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down  [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away  [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare  [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury  [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine  [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger  [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine  [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[rpdepartment]

“DON’T” sentence starters

32 starters || TW: violence, abuse

« don’t go »

« don’t get any closer »

« don’t do it »

« don’t do anything bad »

« don’t say it »

« don’t say that »

« don’t say anything »

« don’t talk to me »

« don’t talk to them »

« don’t move »

« don’t move it »

« don’t think about it »

« don’t read too much into it »

« don’t touch that »

« don’t touch me »

« don’t hit me »

« don’t hurt me »

« don’t fight it »

« don’t fight them »

« don’t cry »

« don’t stand up »

« don’t you dare »

« don’t mock me »

« don’t yell »

« don’t yell at me »

« don’t open that »

« don’t eat that »

« don’t worry »

« don’t worry about it »

« don’t worry about me »

« don’t be scared »

« don’t scare me like that »

[soulrph]

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

lads if i ever have to type “pin against the wall” ever again in this lifetime, it’ll be too soon, but i really hope you enjoy these!! if you think of more that you would like to be added, let me know! please do NOT add more in the reblogs, it is VERY likely that i can and will be making a second part to this list! now go drink some water and i hope y’all enjoy the memes!

LAST EDITED: 01/06/22

[ KISS ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall and kisses them passionately.

[ ANGER ]:     sender pins receiver against the wall out of anger.

[ CHALLENGE ]:     in a motion designed to challenge the receiver’s authority, sender pins receiver against the wall.

[ TRAINING ]:     during a sparring match, sender ends up pinning the receiver against the wall.

[ HEAT ]:      while in the middle of a make-out session, sender pushes the receiver up against the wall, unwittingly heating things up even more.

[ SHIELD ]:     in order to protect them from physical harm caused by a third party, the sender shoves the receiver against the wall and shields them with their body.

[ COVER ]:     while hiding from persecutors, sender pushes the receiver against a wall and uses their body to hide the receiver’s face from view.

[ HIDE ]:     while on the run, the sender hastily grabs the receiver and pins them against a wall that’s hidden from public view to avoid being seen.

[ STOP ]:     in order to stop the receiver from walking away, the sender guides them back and pushes them against a wall.

[ FIGHT ]:     while in a physical fight, sender shoves the receiver against the wall in an effort to gain the upper hand.

[ RESTRAIN ]:     sender pushes the receiver back against the wall to stop them from physically fighting the sender.

[ STEADY ]:     sender gently catches and guides the emotionally distressed receiver against a wall in order to physically steady them.

[ CLOSER ]:     while pinning the receiver against the wall, sender glances down at their lips, suddenly aware of how close they are to one another…

[ THROAT ]: sender pins the receiver to the wall by placing a hand or forearm against their throat.

[ FRONT ]: sender shoves the receiver against the wall so that the receiver’s front is pressed against the wall.

[ WHISPER ]: sender pins the receiver against a wall in order to whisper something into their ear (either a secret or in a manner of seduction).

[ FEAR ]: in order to frighten or intimidate the receiver, the sender shoves them back against a wall, positioning themselves so that the receiver can’t get out.

[ HUSH ]: as a means of getting the receiver to stay quiet, the sender covers their mouth and ends up shoving them into a wall in their urgency.

[ FALL ]: while pinning them against the wall, a brief tussle results in the sender and receiver falling over, with the sender pinning the receiver to the ground.

[madwitchofgrimmauld]

Toujours Pur | An Independent Walburga Black RP | 21+ | Madame Black | Matriarch of the Noble & Most Ancient House of Black | Semi-Selective

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“Now I am the violence

I am the sickness

Won't accept your silence

Beg me for forgiveness”