Emma Vanity

❝When a man gives his opinion, he's a man. When a woman gives her opinion, she's a bitch.❞ [ Nineteen || Slytherin Alumni || Barmaid in Quidditch off Season || collector of secrets / spymaster || Mother ]

[pulchra-vanitas]

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"why did you have to be so wonderful" (it wouldn't let me do a tag in a post so I replied here)

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[pulchra-vanitas]

lucinda-talkalot-9:

“Let’s just hope we can get through one event without some sort of attack happening.”

“I feel like we are never that lucky Luce.” Emma sighed.

[vancelines-blog]

pulchra-vanitas:

❝I’m sorry. Were you talking to me? It didn’t seem important so to be honest I wasn’t listening.❞

“Honestly, I was more talking to myself than anything. The decorations are lovely, aren’t they?”

[pulchra-vanitas]

"They seem a bit...less extravagant than I was expecting to be honest."

[pulchra-vanitas]

❝I’m sorry. Were you talking to me? It didn’t seem important so to be honest I wasn’t listening.❞

[sarpesadica]

“Is there a reason you’re interrupting me? Or are you purely just trying to be annoying?”

[pulchra-vanitas]

"You know my motto love, always strive for the annoying." Emma smiled up at him.

[pulchra-vanitas]

strange-lestrange:

Bellatrix hummed lightly as she twirled her wand in her hand. She was bored. A bored Bellatrix was an unhappy Bellatrix. What could she do? What should she do? Rodolphous was off doing god knows what and her, well she didn’t have a job. “You there, entertain me.” Bellatrix cooed.

Originally posted by wintersnark

She wasn’t sure how she had ended up with such ‘interesting’ company. But as she sat near the woman she instantly regretted. Something about the woman’s tone irked her. The way she presumed she was better than Emma as she demanded entertainment made her blood boil. ❝Entertainment is not my job, you know.❞ 

[pulchra-vanitas]

sarpesadica:

“True. A mix of both our stubbornness is going to make for one nightmare of a teenager.” Sebastian said with a chuckle as he continued to bounce the baby in his arms. He very much doubted he’d get anymore sleep tonight. But he’d be happy enough if he just didn’t need to listen to crying for hours on end.

“I’d like to remind you that marrying you was my parent’s idea, not mine.” He teased as he carried their son over to their bed. Of course, that wasn’t true, by the end it was entirely his choice to marry Emma. But that doesn’t mean he can’t tease her about it. “Maybe he’ll sleep better with us.” He mumbled as he climbed back into bed and lay  Nicolae between them.

❝I’m sure he will repay us for all of the unbearable things we did to our own parents.❞ The woman chuckled in response, pausing for a moment to think on her future son a smile laying across her face. Emma eyed the pair lovingly from the bed, her heart swelling with as she drank them in.  

❝Oh, is that so? And here I thought we were a fantastical tale of love despite the setting.❞  She pouted playfully, she knew that was only partially true. Emma felt the same way, their parents had set them up but the pair had fallen for each other long before the wedding.  ❝Possibly, granted he might win in the end and get us both fully awake.❞ Emma smiled laying one arm around him gently. 

[pulchra-vanitas]

sarpesadica:

“Never. Who would put up with me if I got rid of you?” Sebastian smirked as he looked down at her. “Plus, I’ve gotten too used to you being around by now.”

❝That’s a fair point I suppose.❞ Emma returned the smirk up to him.  ❝I’m not sure if calling your wife convenient is a plus love. Surely I’m more than just a habit by now.❞ She smiled.

[pulchra-vanitas]

sarpesadica:

“Since when would that stop you from moaning at someone.” Sebastian said with a smirk.

Originally posted by little--batman

❝Normally. . .Never. But I’d prefer not to die if it’s all the same to you.❞ Emma smiled walking her fingers up his chest.  ❝Or are you just looking for an easy way to get rid of me?❞

[pulchra-vanitas]

sarpesadica:

“I’m just doing what I’m told. If you don’t like it go moan at someone else.”

❝That might be a tad difficult considering the only person left to moan at would curse me into oblivion.❞

[pulchra-vanitas]

sarpesadica:

Sebastian never realised how hard it could be to juggle certain parts of his life. Between Nicolae, his job, and his orders, he was straight up exhausted. But, he would never change any of it. He loved his son more than anything and he didn’t think that was even possible. Though, as much as he loved him, boy did the lack of sleep annoying him a little. So when Emma nudged him away he just let out a groan.

“Maybe if we leave him he’ll go back to sleep,” Sebastian muttered sleepily without even opening his eyes. He knew no matter what time it was he had to be up for work in a few hours. But, he also knew that Nicolae would only get louder and louder. “I’ll get him.” He sighed as he dragged himself out of bed and padded across the floor to his sons crib and picked him up. “You need to go to sleep, little man. Otherwise, your mum will get cranky and no one likes her when she’s cranky.” He chuckled while bouncing Nicolae and trying to get him back to sleep.

Later once she had completely woken up Emma would feel bad for rousing him. But right now she was just thankful she had managed to get him up, though she knew she wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep for a while.  ❝You and I both know that never happens. He has our determination.❞ The woman grumbled into his side fighting to keep her eyes closed. 

She lay there quietly for a few moments before sighing in defeat. Emma had never had the ability to fall back asleep on queue, and that certainly hadn’t changed since having her son.  ❝You seem to like my crankiness, you married me after all.❞ The woman mumbled in a teasing tone smirking in the darkness. 

[pulchra-vanitas]

torva-black:

“Hey buddy.” Sirius smiled as he took hold of the baby and help him in his arms. It amazed him that there could still be something so innocent and pure in a world that was full of hate right now. “You should force him to stay awake with you out of fairness.” He said as he looked back over at her. “Oh I’m definitely saying that. He teased.

She smiled as her son jabbered away to his new holder. He was quite talkative for a baby. Emma often wondered if he had his own little language; she was certain he knew exactly what he was chattering at people.  ❝You make a difficult task sound so easy.❞ Emma laughed.  ❝Keeping him awake is far harder than one might think. I get my revenge by him suffering through my crankiness.❞ A truer fact had never been shared. Shooting him a playfully dark look the woman snickered.  ❝Come now, I’m really not that bad.❞

[pulchra-vanitas]

tildcen:

Tilden smiled and nodded his head.’ Be rigth back.’ he glanced one last time at the boy then went to the kitchen- he picked up a plate with the pumpkin pie and then returned to Emma’s table, he placed the plate onto it. He leaned down and offered the little boy a toy. ‘ My grandma keeps toys here in case babies come.’ he informed.

❝That’s very thoughtful of her.❞ Emma nodded with a smile as she watched her son grab at the toy in question. Shaking her head she chuckled thoughtfully as she placed a bite of the pie into her mouth.  ❝This pie is fantastic!❞  

[pulchra-vanitas]

lucinda-talkalot-9:

“Be careful, Mrs. Mulciber. Compliments like that might make me think you are hitting on me.” She teased, giving a laugh to let Emma know she was only joking. “And how is my little nephew? Speaking of him, I have about ten outfits I bought for him at the house that I need to bring over.” 

❝You never know.❞ Emma teased with a wink.  ❝He is doing quite well, spoiled already and missing his auntie.❞ The woman smiled.  ❝You really shouldn’t have. You spoil him way to much Luce. But I think this will be our excuse for you coming over. Not like you need one.❞  ❝Come here love, it’s alright.❞ Emma laughed.

[pulchra-vanitas]

the-blackest-swan:

Cissa scanned the cafe as she entered, and her eyes quickly fell on her friend, who was lifting her young son our of his pram. Smiling, Cissa made her way over to the pair and set down her bag before holding her arms out expectantly. 

“Come to me, my darling boy, and let’s let your mamma drink her tea,” She smiled at her friend by way of a greeting, “Afternoon, my darling, I’m so glad you suggested getting together.”

Emma smiled over at the blonde as she held her arms out; all to happy to hand her son over for a small sliver of peace.  ❝At this point mum might need something stronger than tea.❞ Emma laughed as she deposited Nicolae into her arms.  ❝I feel like it’s been ages Cissa.❞ She returned with a smile.

[mammamias]

send me a ship and i’ll tell you

who hogs the duvet

who texts/rings to check how their day is going

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

who gets up first in the morning

who suggests new things in bed

who cries at movies

who gives unprompted massages

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

who gets jealous easiest

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

who collects something unusual

who takes the longest to get ready

who is the most tidy and organised

who gets most excited about the holidays

who is the big spoon/little spoon

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

who starts the most arguments

who suggests that they buy a pet

what couple traditions they have

what tv shows they watch together

what other couple they hang out with

how they spend time together as a couple

who made the first move

who brings flowers home

who is the best cook