#bellatrix x andromeda

[klinefelterrible]

Regulus: how is it possible that Andromeda has a boyfriend

James: you have a boyfriend too

Regulus: but she’s a weirdo

James: and you are not

Regulus: she had Bellatrix eat her ass

James: you ate mine like twenty minutes ago

Regulus: that has nothing to do with it

[someone-who-kin-james]

Andy: So he's my boyfriend, Ted. Girls, be nice to him.

Narcissa: You want us to be nice to your boyfriend?

Andy: Yes. And I don't think that is such a big deal.

Bellatrix: Girl I'm not even nice to my own boyfriend.

Andy: BECAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND! YOU ARE LESBIAN!

Bellatrix: Oh, hell yeah! And I don't understand why you are not lesbian?

Andy: You know what, I-

Narcissa: Just let go sis, we don't like any man. Even your boyfriend.

Bellatrix: Even our own boyfriends!

Andy: YOU DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND!

[blackcestfest]

More information to come but Blackcest Fest WILL be returning for 2023-2024 <3

The quality of the fics in the first iteration was unparalleled, and I can’t wait to see what is created next. It’s the Blackcest Renaissance, and we’re all just living in it. 

[sapphichecate]

@sapphicmicrofics

Bellatrix x Andromeda Under 1000 words Prompt: Memory read it here

[sunnysaystuff]

wish i had enough followers that i could just post "the black sisters are hot" and have 20 people be like "real"

[not-rab]

u know how narcissa doesn’t have a star-related name like the rest of the blacks

what if her middle name began with an e

so her initials would spell out neb like the nebula

[rockongolddustw]

The brilliantly talented guine_evere on IG drew this commission for The Black Prophecy - beautifully capturing the Black Sisters hearing a prophecy in the first scene. Fic can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57587314/chapters/146531797

[klinefelterrible]

You guys don’t know that so let me enlighten each and everyone: I know some of my little fics are rather bad and maybe even not funny at all, but then I see that one single person (1) clicks a heart under it and I know that somewhere there in this vast and dark cloud ocean of web is a person who saw my post and decided it was okay to read

And this keeps me going. Not the popularity, which of course is cool, but this one little heart ♥️ that tells me that I am on someone’s orbit and they thought that my smutty/slutty/pornographic dialogue of persons living rent free in my head was okay to read. This one heart under my fic is my cue to feel approved/appreciated and happy with myself.

So this post is basically my big thank you for all the hearts and reblogs and ao3 kudos and bookmarks and comments under my posts.

If it wasn’t for you, it wouldn’t happen so often.

[seriousaboutsiriusblack]

Andromeda: Everybody has a gay cousin

Sirius: I don’t have a gay cousin!

Bellatrix: …

Narcissa: …

Andromeda: …

Regulus: …

Sirius: o wait, I AM the gay cousin

Bellatrix: no kidding, Sherlock!

[blackcestfest]

Day 6 Title: Bellatrix Black: An Elegy Ships: Andromeda/Bellatrix, Bellatrix/Cygnus, Bellatrix/Rita Skeeter Rating: E Wordcount: 5k Warnings: Non-con, underage

“Bellatrix Black Lestrange was survived by her husband, sister, nephew, and me, whatever I could be considered, if I could even be considered someone who survived her.” or “When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it…. When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you are the reason it has become so mangled.” – “Start Here” by Caitlyn Siehl

Read on AO3

[iamgonnagetyouback]

𝟷𝚔 || 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑

♡ ︎ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Inspired by this by @maladaptivewriting

♡ ︎ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: None

♡ ︎ꜱʜɪᴘ: Black family

The sun was shining through the wide windows of the Black family’s drawing room, casting long shadows across the polished floors. It was one of those rare afternoons when the adults were busy elsewhere, leaving the cousins—Sirius, Regulus, Bellatrix, and Andromeda—free to entertain themselves. Naturally, this meant chaos.

"Sirius!" Regulus, only seven but already a serious little boy, stood on one of the velvet chairs, arms crossed and a scowl on his face. "You're not playing right."

Sirius, all wild hair and reckless energy, was sprawled across the floor, laughing at his own joke. He glanced up at his little brother with a lazy grin. "I’m playing just fine. You’re the one who's being boring."

Regulus narrowed his eyes. "This is supposed to be wizard dueling, and you're just lying there!"

Bellatrix, perched on the arm of a nearby sofa, cackled. “Oh, I like this. Sirius, you’re my first victim!” She jumped down with the grace of a cat, pulling out an imaginary wand. “Crucio!”

"Ow! Bella!" Sirius protested, rolling out of the way just as Bellatrix lunged at him.

Regulus huffed dramatically, climbing down from the chair. "No, no, no! You’re not supposed to actually hit people. This is a strategic battle,” he said in the most serious tone he could muster, which, given his age, was surprisingly authoritative.

Andromeda, sitting calmly in a corner with a book she wasn’t really reading, raised an eyebrow. “Reggie, no one’s listening to you.”

"Well, they should!" Regulus snapped, putting his hands on his hips. "I’m in charge!"

Bellatrix ignored him, tackling Sirius to the floor as Andromeda sighed, setting her book aside.

“Regulus,” she said in her calm, older-cousin voice, “why don’t we play something a little less… aggressive?”

“I have a plan!” Regulus announced, puffing out his chest. “We’re going to play Ministry of Magic. I’ll be Minister, obviously. Bella, you’re Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. Andy, you can be… um… Head of the Department of Magical Creatures. And Sirius—”

“I’m not playing,” Sirius interrupted, crossing his arms, but Regulus wasn’t having any of it.

“Sirius,” Regulus said, his voice stern, “you’re the janitor.”

Sirius stared at him, open-mouthed. “The janitor? You’re joking.”

"No. The Minister has spoken," Regulus said imperiously, smoothing down his robes like a tiny despot.

“And” Regulus said, straightening his small frame with authority. “You have to wear a silly hat.”

At this, Sirius grinned widely, clearly enjoying where this was going. “Oh, I love a silly hat.”

Bellatrix leaned over with a wicked grin. "I accept my position, Minister," she purred, clearly enjoying Regulus’ dictatorial game. "But can I still curse people?"

Regulus considered this for a moment. “Only if they break the rules.”

"Excellent," Bellatrix said, her dark eyes flashing as she shot a smirk at Sirius. "You’re already on my list, janitor."

“Seriously?” Sirius groaned, glancing at Andromeda. “Can you believe this?”

Andromeda gave a slight shrug. “It could be worse. At least you’re not working in the Department of Magical Accidents. I hear the paperwork is awful.”

Sirius flopped back on the floor dramatically. “This is ridiculous. Reggie, you’re not in charge just because you say so.”

“I am in charge,” Regulus replied, eyes flashing. “I’m the only one who has a plan.”

Bellatrix folded her arms again, looking at Regulus with a smirk. “Maybe we should let the little dictator tell us what to do.”

Regulus’s face lit up at the word “dictator,” though he tried to hide his excitement. “Yes. Dictator. That’s a much better title.”

“Oh no,” Andromeda said, hiding her smile behind her hand again. “What have you done, Bella?”

Bellatrix grinned wickedly. “I’ve unleashed him.”

Regulus puffed out his chest. “From now on, I am Dictator Regulus, and you all have to listen to me!”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “Fine, Dictator Regulus. What’s your first order?”

Regulus paused, clearly enjoying the attention. “First order: Sirius has to fetch us all chocolate frogs.”

Sirius blinked. “You’re seriously going to use your dictatorship to get snacks?”

Regulus grinned, his small, sharp teeth on full display. “Dictators get what they want.”

Sirius groaned but got to his feet, still playing along. “Fine, fine, but don’t say I never do anything for you.”

As Sirius trudged toward the house, Bellatrix leaned over to Andromeda and whispered, “We’re never letting him live this down, are we?”

Andromeda shook her head, her smile wide. “Not a chance.”

Sirius suddenly stopped and turned around, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Alright, Minister. If I’m the janitor, I guess I’ll just clean up your mess.” With that, he grabbed one of the Black family’s prized throw pillows and flung it across the room, knocking over a vase.

Regulus gasped, horrified. “Sirius! You’ll get us all in trouble!”

"Then you should’ve thought twice about making me the janitor!" Sirius grinned, tossing another pillow at Bellatrix, who ducked and cackled like a maniac.

Bellatrix jumped to her feet, picking up another pillow to join in, and soon enough, all four of them were engaged in an all-out pillow fight, feathers flying everywhere.

Regulus stood in the middle of the room, hands on his hips, trying to shout orders. “Stop it! I’m the Minister! You’re breaking the rules!”

But no one listened.

When a particularly large pillow smacked him in the face, Regulus gave up, throwing his hands in the air. “Fine! You’re all fired!” he declared, stomping out of the room with as much dignity as a seven-year-old in a pillow fight could muster.

[sapphichecate]

read it here on ao3. bellatrix x andromeda

M 450 words tw for incest

@sapphicmicrofics "I didn't mean that"

[forensic-b1tch-aiden]

marauders as random memes

[wisteria-lodge]

What do you think of Bellatrix? Would you have liked to explore more dynamics about her?

I *love* unpacking sibling dynamics and toxic relationships, so of course I find Bellatrix fascinating. (Also "Bellatrix Lestrange" might be my favorite name in a series full of very good names. 10/10.)

To me, what's key about Bellatrix is that she's the oldest of the three Black sisters. She could have been written as the indulged, attention-seeking bratty baby... but that would be a less interesting character.

Growing up, I think Narcissa was probably the quiet, passive child. That's her strategy when Voldemort shows up and she's once again living with a powerful, unstable authority figure. (I mean we have no info about what Cygnus Black was like, but he's Walburga Black's younger brother, and I imagine they probably enforced each other's extremism and intensity after their brother got blasted off the tapestry.) Narcissa's strategy is fade to the background, don't react, don't let them see what you're thinking, let them ignore you.

(I also think it's very believable that she went subtly went low contact with the Blacks after she married Lucius. The Malfoys have *always* been much more squeamish about violence, and much more politically moderate. I think Narcissa likes that.)

Andromeda you can take in a couple of different directions, but she was probably the problem child/scapegoat. And if she wasn't before she married Ted, she DEFINITELY was after. She also looks so much like Bellatrix that Harry does a double take, which I think... would have really bugged Bellatrix growing up, and informed their dynamic. Bellatrix sees herself as SO exceptional that she wouldn't want to be compared to anyone... but if she were, then it would be important that any casual comparisons come out in HER favor. (Which can't have been fun for Andromeda.) It's interesting that Voldemort underlines the connection between the two sisters as a way to get under Bellatrix's skin, and it works *really* well. She's got a competitive streak.

Because Bellatrix would have 100% grown up the *Golden Child.* Powerful, driven, beautiful in a striking way. The Daddy's Girl energy is off the charts (and she was probably Aunt Walburga's favorite too.) Bellatrix is described as acting like a queen, which is exactly how she sees herself. She grew up in an echo chamber not only telling her that people like her were special and better... but that she was the most Special one within the Special group.

So she meets Lord Voldemort. He's beautiful, driven, brilliant, power levels off the charts. He's Grindelwald born again (but straight) (probably.) He's not just the Dark Lord, he's a King. He wants to rule the world as an immortal god-king. He tells Bellatrix that this is going to happen, and she believes him.

And like - of course she's into that. But also, seeing yourself as a temporarily embarrassed Immortal Goddess Empress requires such a specific self-concept. You are going to need a delusionally high opinion of yourself... but also enough talent/power/beauty/external validation to carry that idea into adulthood.

(also Rodolphus... he doesn't count. Good Marriage was just another box to check as a young woman so Bellatrix could remain Perfect. The rules are different if you're a Immortal Goddess Empress anyway. Any consort she had would be so far below her own power level, or the power level of her King, that he literally would not matter. But she's not going to have a *kid* with Rodolphus. She's Voldemort's favorite, Rodolphus is not good enough. You sire PRINCES with the KING.)

Voldemort of course would know all this. And we see him have so much fun finding ways to creatively torture Lucius. He's a sadist in general sure, but there's something specifically about bringing pureblood royalty low that he gets REALLY into. He *likes* bringing up the werewolf nephew-in-law and and watching Bellatrix scramble desperately for ground, crying, while the rest of the Death Eaters point and laugh. Until he tells them to cut it out, because he's the only one with enough power to do that.

And then Bellatrix goes back to her room and probably constructs a whole narrative about how that was actually Voldemort protecting her, because she's the most Special, and it's all in good fun really. Because the alternative is having to admit that she's not extraordinary, she's just a punching bag (like Lucius Malfoy.) This is where a lot of her anger and instability come from. Every time she's in a situation where someone else is doing something *more* or *better* ... she lashes out.

In the main timeline of the books this mainly shows up in her dynamic with Narcissa. Bellatrix tries to give orders in Malfoy Manor (I am sure it really annoys her that Voldemort is using her sisters house as his HQ. That isn't how it's supposed to go.) Narcissa is sacrificing Draco for the Dark Lord? Well, Bellatrix would have five sons (hypothetically) and sacrifice them all (happily.) She tries to shift the blame for Department of Mysteries thing 100% onto Lucius, and gets really defensive when Snape implies that he has more emotional intimacy with Voldemort than she does.

But she's still really, really useful, and Voldemort knows this. She is talented, and powerful, and his best enforcer. So he would have so much fun dangling that carrot just out of reach, forever. The prophecy makes such a big deal about Voldemort marking Harry "as his equal," because that's just not a thing he does. BELLATRIX certainly isn't his equal.

(dumbledore though... we can maybe revisit.)

[loislame84]

Bellatrix: why do you think I don’t like you, Granger?

Hermione: well… first of all you’ve never once called me by my first name.

Bella: I would kill for you. Point someone out and they are gone. Ask me to kill for you.

Hermione:…

Andy, from the other room: coming on a bit strong there, champ.