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𝐒𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧 — resourcefulness, ambition, determination, self-preservation, fraternity, cleverness: these cunning folks use any means to achieve their ends. ( birthday gift for @rhaeanyra ♡ )

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Rodolphus: Are you crazy?!

Bellatrix: I wouldn't say crazy... I'd say an eccentric that looks good in leather.

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His eyebrow jumped up quickly, Amycus visibly amused at just how easy it had been to put his cousin back into his place. While Amycus revelled in being called immature (he only ever heard wow, amycus you look like you’re having so much fun, what’s your secret?) he knew that Rodolphus, conversely, detested having his immaturity pointed out to him. “Okay, fine, it wasn’t a good look, I’ll give you that, but it’s not like I was in a reputable establishment, mate. Don’t cast stones from inside our glass house, my dear cousin, or you’ll cut both of us one of these days.”

x

“Reputable or not, word travels fast.” Amycus was always hard headed. He’d been that way since he was a child. It was something that Rod new he was never going to change. Despite how much he tried to reason with his cousin. “I’m not trying to cast stones”, which wasn’t entirely true. The man reveled being superior to others, despite having many similar vices. “Just”, he trailed off, fearing nothing he would do or say would make a difference. Placing a hand on Am’s shoulder, Rod gave it a squeeze. “I’m trying to look out for you little cousin. That’s all. Use her as much as you’d like, just don’t forget there’s eyes everywhere. And not everyone is as fond of your antics as I am.”

cfobsidian:

“i’ll apparate back home and bring it home if you’ll stop having your pissy fits. then we can go out for a drink, okay? okay.” he says rolling his eyes with a quick flick of a hand he was gone and then back without the puppy in just seconds. did he actually bring it home? probably not. “are you done? can we go?”

x

Once the animal was gone, there was a noticeable calm that came over Rodolphus. Still he couldn’t fathom why those like Amycus put up with the beasts. They were filthy, eating where they messed and vice versa. He pulled at the front buttons of his overcoat while he relaxed. “You were the one whos heart went out to the mutt, we could have just kept passing by.”

pxndoram:

♕ —- Manners were the only things that kept Pandora from rolling her eyes (even if they were affected at the time). She didn’t need the lecture, especially from the likes of Rodolphus, and wished Amycus was around to shoo him away. But he wasn’t. “Yes, because during the start of my training, they conveniently skipped over the part where they say magic and spell creation is dangerous,” she said. Her tone was light and airy as it usually was but there was a venom lurking beneath as a warning. “Don’t you have the oldest Black sister to bother?”

x

It grated on his nerves that someone would have let Pandora take such a dangerous job. It annoyed him that any of the pureblooded women found it necessary to take any jobs, but ones so dangerous as Pandora’s? Those truly should have been left to the half breeds. “I don’t understand why you insist on such a dangerous position”, he said, both hands meeting on the emerald orb of his walking stick. “You’re far too precious to be in such danger regularly.”

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A Cure for Wellness - Gore Verbinski (2016)

coramulciber:

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“Of course.” Cora pulled some heavy parchment from the cabinet under the cash register– normally used for thank-you notes, she was not going to be making a habit of personalised gifts– and a bottle of shimmering ink. It felt a bit odd to be copying down the message, but at least her cursive was neat. “I know you’re a busy man– I can ensure delivery to Ms. Black, if you’d like.” The shop already had a daily Owl Post pickup scheduled, but there was no need to tell Rodolphus the specifics. “It’d be an additional galleon, should arrive this evening.”

x

“Oh that’s not necessary”, Rod told her. He’d began to meander some of the wears she had on display before looking over his shoulder towards her. “There is something else I was looking for”, he purred. “That is, if you can get your hands on it.”

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Rodolphus: What do you like? 😏

Bellatrix: murder

polyglotcresswell:

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Dirk had been the only Asian boy in an inner-city public school and a muggle-born in the walls of Hogwarts; he’d met more than his fair share of rude people in his time and it would take much more than this man’s charming tone to put him off, instead he grinned broadly and took a jaunty step closer, arms linked loosely behind his back.

“Not really, if you wanna hear eloquent I’d suggest Latin or Spanish, Gobbledegook is said to have links to ancient Welsh cause of all it’s guttural pronunciations and as for Mermish, well-” he chuckled, “That one’ll really make your hack your throat up.” And probably cause this fella (who oozed privilege like an overpowering aftershave) to drop his silver spoon in disgust.

x

Rod restrained himself as the man lurched closer to him. He was well aware of Dirk’s talent for languages, especially those of lesser beings. It only made sense, considering he was a lesser being. It was a blatant statement of the times that a muggle such as himself could land a job at the ministry. One that made Rodolphus sick to his stomach. One that he hoped to change here in the near future, seeing as the Dark Lord’s popularity was on the rise.

“I have no intentions of hearing either Latin”, the man knew some, considering many spells had ties to ancient Latin. “Nor Spanish.” He paused, pacing both hands upon the emerald colored orb of his walking stick. How he wanted to reach out and whack him with it. But it wasn’t popper. Perhaps one of these days he could manage to lure the green haired pest down to the cellar in his home. Until then, Rod had to keep his appearances up, for some still considered muggles a pivotal part of society. “And there’s no need for Merfolk, considering I don’t see any present.”

coramulciber:

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How did Rodolphus manage to look so punchable even when he smiled? Merlin, it was like he’d taken classes in it. Cora summoned a sheet of white paper and bundled it round the stems like it was a bouquet, then a shimmering gold ribbon to tie it together. Her mother had made her practice the skill, back when some fancy marriage had still been on the table. “A card would be two galleons, but for five I’ll come up with the love note for you.”

x

Her subordinate attitude tickled the man, causing him to give her an even more genuine smile and cocky. “That won’t be necessary”, Rod said moving closer, the tapping of his walking stick against the creaking floorboards. “Please inscribe: My dearest Bellatrix, may these next few weeks until you are mine pass swiftly. With all my love, your future husband.”

cfobsidian:

instant annoyance showed on g’s face. seriously, how could someone’s presence do that just from the moment he hears their voice? it was worse than listening to his own mother talk. “it’s mine.” he snaps back at rodolphus. “she’s mine, she’s been in the family for ages, not a flea infested animal.” he says rolling his eyes. “and she was just washed, thank you very much.” again, who would have thought a grown man would have such a childish reaction towards a small puppy. did most people not have good fucking manners these days?

x

Rod took a step back, so no fleas could jump from the mutt to him. There was still quite the look of disgust on his face as it seemed to wriggle and squirm in it’s owners hands. “It belongs in a cage”, he growled.

pxndoram:

» tagged: pandora + open » where: on a street in Diagon Alley

♕ —- “It’s not as bad as it looks.” Pandora sat on a bench and blinked. Her left pupil was far larger than the right and her blonde waves were more unkempt than usual as they fell from her pearl headband. “Just a new spell backfired. I’m waiting for the potion to kick,” she said as she held up the empty vial that was in her hand. “Mother will kill me if she sees me like this.”

x

“As she should”, the man had a stern tone. One a bit more harsh then normal. “It’s quite dangerous playing with magic like that. You could have been hurt far worse then this.”

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He had heard about Rodolphus and Bellatrix for some time now. Considering he was getting closer to Narcissa, it just made sense that they see each other as family at some point. They practically were. Lucius looked up at him with a scoff followed by a half smile. “Not really studying. More like waiting. The position is guaranteed.”

x

What Lucius had said was the truth for so many of their friends, including himself. Still Rod couldn’t help but laugh. He still tried to make it look like he earned the position he kept. “I don’t understand why you chose this position, out of any of the others you could have had. So much desk work.”

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Regulus: Merlin help the person who dates Bella.

Rodolphus: I'm dating Bellatrix.

Regulus: My condolences.

gus-rookwood:

who: open where: LEAVING the Ministry

He was on his way out of the main doors of the Ministry, the brisk pace the only warning he gave (and a silent one) that he would not be stopping, when he heard his name. For a moment, a very brief one, Augustus considered stopping, but thought better of it, and laughed as he shook his head; he raised his arm, giving the universal come here gesture with his hand as he called back over his shoulder. “You’re going to have to catch up, I am not stopping. If I stop I won’t leave the building, I don’t leave the building, and I’m going to get bitched at.” Which he would have had coming, he knew, but that didn’t matter at the moment. Gus dropped his hand, figuring that they’d either catch up to him or they wouldn’t, it was their choice - but he took pity, and offered compromise. “You’re welcome to join me for lunch, if it’s that important to you.”

x

Rodolphus did not run, not for anyone. It winkled his freshly pressed clothes. He did however quicken his pace after Gus as he refused to slowdown. “Today couldn’t have been that bad”, Rod called still with a few feet between them, still working on closing the gap. “It all depends on where we are going for lunch”, he added. “You know I’m not much interested in any muggle establishments.”

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