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[not-your-average-saiyan]

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[arahnaet]

Silence in the soul.

The work is inspired by a series of works from @tri3tri. Each part of the work makes you admire. Honestly, right now I would just like to thank this writer from the bottom of my heart for his creativity and apologise for the work I did not write the best. I wanted terribly to try to understand Bellatrix’s feelings, which I imperceptibly imbued with sympathy.

Warnings: Angst, obsession.

Quiet. Too quiet.

The music of a live orchestra was spreading around the hall. The gallant cavaliers and beautiful ladies talk at ease and spinning in the dazzling light of the celebration. Beautiful costumes and the glitter of precious stones. So blissful, so deceitful.

Why can't she hear anything?

Dark curls are cast in gold. The knocking of her own heels on the marble floor gives way to a headache. The look is not detached from his majestic figure.

The chin is invariably hung up, with a kingly gaze that surrounds everyone involved. The gaze stops for a fraction of a second on her and, Bellatrix is ready to swear, the heart unwittingly squeezes sweetly, a little nod is only possible with willpower.

She realises with disgust that she feels like a dog. The desire to burn it arises.

A woman catches the contemptuous views of two girls, the first heirs of Malleus Draconia. They demonstrably turn away without bothering to greet their stepmother. The child next to them smiles insecurely, nods quietly and turns away as soon as he notices the big sister's stern look. This could be called charming.

Well, these children have always been spoiled to death. Sometimes, because of stupidity and childish behaviour, she has to bite her tongue to avoid saying anything hurtful. They were allowed to do much more than S/s ever could.

Only now she feels so depressed and empty that she is not sure if she can stand longer, not that she can react in any way to their constant rebellion. Her legs barely held her back.

And the main person at the ball - MC.  The ball is held in honour of her return after another escape. With an empty gaze she looks somewhere aside, completely ignoring Malleus' loving and adoring gaze.

Despite how much time has passed, she remains as stubborn as ever. And she continues to feel sorry for herself as much as she always has.

Bellatrix looks at them quietly. Her shoulders are numb with tension, but she just can't turn away. Under the eyelids, a languid gaze of emerald eyes burns out. It seems that they will torment her again in nightmares. 

Every MC's rudeness is reflected in them by a shadow of misunderstanding and - deep down - guilt. At every such moment, Bellatrix is obliged to squeeze her palms to blood to resist the urge to hold a man firmly. At such moments, he reminded her of S/s in particular.

Her gaze will look back at his lonely figure, circling his lowered shoulders and his fists squeezed by disappointment. 

She recoils awkwardly, almost tripping over her own leg. In front of her there is a disturbed face of the maiden. She has to squeeze out her smile again and nod before she moves further against the wall.

Seeing an MC that reacted so coldly and abruptly to any touch of Malleus, Bellatrix can't hold back a lump of resentment coming down her throat. She still can't forget the pain of the first and last night she spent with Malleus, when in her bed he self-forgetful pronounced her name - so lovingly, so sensually that she unwittingly doubted whether it was possible to go crazy with one word.

It was all undoubtedly a big misunderstanding.

What is she doing here? Why is she still in this palace when at the same time there is a boy with the same cursed emerald eyes?

The head gives away more and more sensual pain. Colourful dots dance in front of eyes and the same polite smile plays on the lips.

Obsession is a perverted, broken sense of love inherent in dark fairies. The feeling in which she drowned.

Fell into a frenzy. She begged for emptiness, seeing in the deep shadow of his outline, to leave her, wept bitterly, humiliated herself, almost losing the last bits of sanity. She begged him never to come again, cursed him, asked him to leave his already difficult life alone. But the shadows remained indifferent. And the silence is still as mute. 

In the light, Bellatrix smiles, leaving a woman who has gone mad with love in the darkness. All she can do is watch them helplessly. 

She was once told that the more suffering, the happier the end of the fairy tale would be…

She seems to have missed a moment congratulating the King and beloved Queen on the imminent birth of heir. The guests are already holding drinks in their hands.

In this case, she has been successfully deceived throughout her life. 

A woman raises a crystal glass with a sparkling golden wine, and on the edge of her mind she has time to notice the beautiful honey shade before the gold is replaced by an impenetrable darkness.

The sound of beating glass rings through the hall.

The silence in their souls was not interrupted by the ringing.

[supamandingo-blog]

#dinner #omg #gohon

[lawrichai]

Gohon is a Sith Warrior Marauder. This character is from the game Star Wars; The Old Republic, owned by Bioware.

[xichixriot]

Family

[briandhall]

[40ozicecreambluntfluff-blog]

sayin swag

[erryday-im-shufflin-blog]

That moment when I'm re-watching season 1 of DBZ....

and realize that after Piccolo destroyed the moon, there were still waves and such going on. 

WAVES CANNOT HAPPEN WITHOUT THE MOON DBZ.

WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY!?

I didn't even think about that until just now. Either way, I still fucking love DBZ.