#you!!

[lonelyfishy]

Ummmmmm...

[mayhemmaybe]

@hellaciousfaith

WHEEZING

[tmvoldemort]

Late evening at Hogwarts, Lucius lay on the bed next to his wife, Draco, and baby Delphi, who had fallen asleep after being fed and bathed. The blond wizard was glad that with Severus' help they had managed to carry out her transformation to completion, now the once daughter of Bella and the Dark Lord now resembled a Malfoy and not a Lestrange or Riddle. Now Delphini Malfoy slept peacefully in the arms of her father and brother, Draco who had become extremely protective of his new baby sister, and Severus eagerly tending to his foster goddaughter in his breaks from teaching. Lucius felt bad that by helping him and his family, Severus' secret spy work on behalf of Potter had suffered heavily, but he trusted his old friend and knew he had him on his side. Now Severus, as was his wont, was on the outs with Voldemort and that vile franchise, his infernal sister-in-law Bellatrix.

"Sleep, my little daughter." Lucius whispered softly, gently stroking the silver curls of his already baby. He knew that now Delphi was safe and completely free from the influence of the Dark Lord and Bella. His daughter could sleep peacefully, and thanks to their love and care, she would be a happy and good person. He did not regret his decision to take her. He didn't know how to regret it, especially since Delphi was his family's treasure of all treasures.

The only thing that still reminded him of the shadow falling on them was his Dark Mark, which tormented him with baking pain from time to time or gave him nightmares. Today he felt the pain too, but he sensed that it was still a vendetta on Bellatrix's part, but he knew that after Delphi had taken the potion with his and Narcissa's blood added, the transformation that had taken place in the girl was final and that Voldemort and Bella would not get the child back. Now Delphi was a Malfoy and nothing in the world would be able to change that.

"Mine. Only mine." Lucius whispered after which he himself lay down to sleep, whether he would have nightmares or not.

The brilliant lights of London illuminated the half construed penthouse. Filling the empty concrete and wall less floor with light. Voldemort stood looking out the great window. Scanning across the vast city. Disdainful for the loud noise barely muted by the building insulation.

“Well?” Voldemort said, not bothering to turn round.

The figure joining him steps forward. His face was sun kissed but the cheekbones were fine. Befitting for someone less slimy. Better for the social parlors, not the underworld.

“What did you find, Jae Kim?”

“Not much.” Jae said, pulling out a hand rolled cigarette. Lighting it with the tip of his wand. Taking a deep drag as if calming himself.

Beneath the scent of smoldering clovers Voldemort could smell old blood. Covered by the sterile smell of healing gel and herbs. Jae blows out a cloud above his own head. Leaning most of his weight on one leg.

“Not when Snape caught on that I was asking questions.” Jae said, “Chase after me a good bit. Not the first time nor the last.”

So Severus Snape was a traitor now? 

“So what have you brought me?” 

“Only a name. One that’s not public actually.” Jae frowned, “Malfoy. Delphini Malfoy.”

Jae shook his head. Eyes squinted, at the coin purse flying towards him. Catching it at the last moment. He gave the dark wizard a bow. Reframing from something less formal.

“A Malfoy?” Voldemort whispers, a sharp crack broke the silence.

“Yeah.” Jae took one last drag before flicking his smoke across the empty floor. It’s amber light catching the crack branching out in the window in front of Voldemort.

Jae takes his leave. Richer for it.Leaving The Dark Lord to his own thoughts. Knowing the war games were none of his business. One lived long enough to remain ignorant.

Voldemort's gaze remains fixed out across the city, barely seen much  beyond the rippling window. The glass pane looked ready to crumble.No. The girl is mine. His nails pierced his palm, balling up into a fist. She’ll come to me. In time.

[pocketramblr]

seeing a familiar pseud in the kudos email:

[iwan-out]

good morning to everyone except for the insane person who wrote monsters are always hungry, darling… i love you!

[gardenerian]

❤️

tidal 🥰 i have the most fun chatting with you! you inspire the silliest, most thoughtful, and fun ideas and headcanons - i just love the way you think! and you encourage us all to share our own thoughts. you are such a wonderfully kind presence here, and i’m just so so glad we’ve become buddies. i love the music you share and the stories you have! i could chat with you for hours - and sometimes i am lucky enough to do so! plus, your gardening tips are inspiring. you really are a gem 🥹💘

[prettyaveragewhiteshark]

When a blog that has shark in the url follows me