#bellatrix x walburga

[mrstellmeafuckingsecret]

wallytrix……

OKAY so i was gonna answer this last night but then it was 2am and i was studying and then school and then i took a nap but like whatevr I LOVE U oka so

tw brief mention of sh, dubcon and france. also like incest 🙀

ill make another post about this but since cygnus was only thirteen when bellatrix was born, i hc walburga raised her and adored her. andromeda came two years later and she raised her for a bit too, but she's only had the capacity to love one person at a time. bellatrix is four/fiveish when cygnus and druella graduate and she moves to france with them (narcissa's born after they've moved), but walburga checks in biweekly and bellatrix already calls her mum ,, and then when she's seven-ish, walburga's visits become less and less often till because she's pregnant, and after sirius is born she never visits except for occasions. (she coddles bellatrix a little more, but she has a new center of attention and it's awful.)

oh and for like the first eight-ish years of bellatrix's life she'd been in this tug of war between walburga and her parents, and then walburga just suddenly let go after raising bellatrix &her parents aren't as sweet as walburga and walburga always spoils bellatrix when she's there simply because she wants bellatrix to be fussy and bring her up when walburga's not there but like for bellatrix she misses her 24/7 and she's never been normal about her obsessions, ever. !! *

anyway so bellatrix's crush/obsession starts young, probably around that age, but she doesn't know it's that yet. she knows when she comes back after her first year at hogwarts (cygnus and druella moved to england) and she catches walburga changing and then she,,, keeps stalking her. and peaks in her shower. and she sticks to walburga every time sirius isn't in the room (rare) and goes back to sit in her lap and wants her to kiss her everywhere like she did when she was a baby but like she doesnt,,, "bella you're too old to be sitting in my lap" "bellatrix you're being childish" "bella you're not a baby anymore" , and it hurts but also like she kinda saw this coming. so she just tries to be very grown up and that also doesn't work. but yk what does work !? whenevr cygnus is dicky she goes to walburga and she 1. sets him in his place 2. comforts her and treats her gently so like fourteen yo bellatrix is slitting her wrists hoping walburga would kiss them better. and then she cuts other parts but walburga won't kiss them better ☹️

also little selfcest (?) moment when bella's like thirteen she's starting to realize how much she looks like walburga so she's constantly jerking off in front of the mirror 😟

. * even when bellatrix is older and walburga's let go, druella wants walburga to know bellatrix isnt hers and makes sure bellatrix is showing off every visit ("what book are you reading again? the OWL level one?" "i think you're mixing your japanese with mandarin, sweetheart, don't you know walburga doesn't speak japanese?") so druella knows what she lost and it's a way to get walburga's attention for bellatrix but walburga never pays any mind and bellatrix is strugglinggg.

anyway. sirius runs away and the only person happier than regulus is bellatrix . walburga's not exactly right after that, but she does prize bellatrix around like her own daughter and bellatrix can smell her underwear can sleep in her bed and shit and ermm walburga has a drinking problem and bellatrix takes advantage of that ,. it's very "ill make you feel so good" "i love you so much" kind of dubcon where she doesn't want to fully acknowledge what she's doing is wrong. anyway so they fuck a couple times &walburga is usually under the influence of something but she's. very dependent on bellatrix. and then regulus dies and she's completely sucked into her, then orion does and she's lonely and scared and needs bellatrix - but bellatrix's found a new obession (voldick!!!)

[motherfuckingmaneater]

𝕭ellatrix was always a bit too much like Walburga, Cygnus found. As his eldest daughter grew, she looked more and more like his sister, the same haughty smile, the same dark waves, the same sharp viciousness. Yes, his Bellatrix was a 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝐤 through and through. 

walburga black & bellatrix black / side by side.

[blackcestfest]

Day 8 Title: Sweet Possession Prompt: #141 Ship: Walburga Black/Bellatrix Black Lestrange Rating: E Word count: 4624

Bellatrix has always worshipped the ground her aunt walks on - and so perhaps, Walburga thinks, this was inevitable. Bellatrix was always going to ask, and she was always going to say yes.

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[lumosatnight]

Not

@microficmay day 31 ‘oscillate’. @sapphicmicrofics April day 11 ‘different’, Ship Challenge. Bellatrix/Walburga, 50 words. Also on AO3. CW: incest

Walburga watches her niece grow. So like her mother, but not.

Smaller, then not.

Quieter, then not.

Softer, then not.

Walburga thinks she's safe in her watching, her oscillating fascination. Her mother never noticed after all.

She's safe until she's not. When Bellatrix turns one day and watches her back.

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[lulublack90]

Prompt 27 - Sneeze

@jegulus-microfic May 27, Word count 596

Previous part First part

5 years previously

“Regulus Black,” Professor McGonagall called from her list. Regulus swallowed and straightened his back like his mother had drummed into him since he could walk. 

He strode the short distance from the group of first years to the three-legged stool and lowered himself gracefully. Professor McGonagall placed the hat over his head. It slid down over his eyes and blocked everything out. 

The scratchy material itched his nose and he silently prayed that he wouldn’t sneeze in the confined space.

“Ah, a little Lord Black,” The hat spoke to him. He’d been warned that the hat used legimency to read the students, so he spoke internally to it.

“Yes.” Even his internal voice was haughty. 

“Hmm, let’s see, where shall I put you?” The hat continued. “You’d do well in Gryffindor, you know, like your brother.” Regulus felt ill as his mother's last words to him before they let the house that morning came back to him. 

“Do not disgrace the family like your brother has done, Regulus. You had better choose the correct house.” 

“No, I have to be in Slytherin. Please, please put me in Slytherin.” He begged, his mother would be horrified, but he was more scared of not being put in the correct house. 

“A shame,” Said the hat in his head, “You would have shone in Gryffindor.” The hat had to be wrong. Regulus could never shine like Sirius, like everyone else in his family. 

“Slytherin!” The hat shouted aloud for the great hall to hear. The hat was whipped off his head and he was directed to the Slytherin table. He glanced over at his brother as he walked past and received the dirtiest look he’d ever gotten. Sirius would never forgive him for his choice. 

He gave Bella and Cissy a small smile when they came over to congratulate him and welcome him to his home for the next seven years. 

Now

“Do you really mean that Sirius?” He could feel the tears prickling behind his eyes. 

“Of course I do, you idiot.” Sirius scoffed, ruffling Regulus’s hair. 

“But you left,” He said quietly. Sirius gently put him back onto the floor and held his face in his hands. 

“Regulus, they tried to kill me, I had to leave and if they would've let me take you with me, I would have. I’ll take you now if you want. James would love to have you live with him. I’d even put up with it, though please try to control yourselves around me." Sirius's eyes were shining now, "Regulus, you never have to go back to them if you don’t want to. I’ll protect you.” 

Tears burst out of Regulus’s eyes, but his brain hadn’t quite digested Sirius’s words. 

“My parents would welcome you in a second, love,” James said from his bed. He got up and walked over to the pair. “If you want out, we’ll get you out. All you have to do is say the word.” Regulus was overwhelmed. That was the word, right? Overwhelmed. Too much had happened too quickly and his poor tired brain couldn’t catch up. 

Suddenly, everything they’d said sunk in and he couldn’t believe his ears. He looked between his brother and his boyfriend and made a decision. 

“I want out.” The thought of never having to go back to that house had filled him with relief. He knew he was making the right decision. Two sets of arms wrapped around him. 

“That’s fantastic, Regulus,” Sirius sniffled, and Regulus felt a weight he hadn’t known he’d been carrying lift.

Next part

[themoonknowsxxx]

okay right. why do we as a fandom hate on walburga so much and ignore orion? like he was a parent too???? I think it’s basic misogyny honestly 😔

personally though, I do headcannon walburga as a lesbian and I feel like she was a bit like bellatrix when she was younger.

[acertifiedwitch]

This is my Roman Empire:

[fantasybabygirlslutsworld]

---- Fallen In Her Eyes ----

( A fem!Sirius Black X Yan!James

Potter AU romance )

What if everything is not as it seems?

What if those who call themselves good are the actual evils with their leader being a lecherous old man who manipulates young children into soldiers all in the name of the 'greater good '?

What if the supposed 'dark' side saved the wizarding world?

Well,the answer to all these questions lie within two people whose souls are connected in such a manner that even fate can't break them apart.

Meet James Charles Potter,the only son of Charles Potter and Dorothy potter who charms his way with his million galleon smile while hiding his dark side from every one.

However,when the black haired butterfly catches his attention,he decided to do what must be done to catch the butterfly in his golden cage without knowing the consequences to his actions.

Meet Siria Black,the eldest daughter of Orion and Walburga Black and sister to Regulus Black, who never talk with anyone other than her overprotective family and rather paranoid about everything. Eyes always buried in books, she , however, forgot to notice the predator lurking around her.

Read what happens when the gryffindor Prince and the black princess go through their years in Hogwarts and defeat the disguised dark side with the help of their family and friends.

Aesthetics

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Author's Note : Obviously, I don't own the Harry Potter series except Siria Black.

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@rosecentury @valeria08 @superduckmilkshake

@ariesandwolves

[iloveratmen]

i genuinely can’t believe what i’m reading

i just laughed out loud

FUCK YOU ORION BLACK

[bartyssimp-riley-16]

marauders tier lists

what they think about ur body<3

marauders ships<3

smash or pass...

idek ... i was bored :)

[atlasdoe]

dare i say not every death eater needs a secret gay romance with a non death eater

[janeiscompletelyfine]

Headcanon

Hear me out. The Cruciatus Curse can make people go insane, right? We’ve seen what it did to Frank and Alice Longbottom, and they were some of the brightest and most talented students that Hogwarts had in that time. And we’ve sort of accepted as a fandom that the Cruciatus Curse was a punishment that Walburga used on Sirius and Regulus.

What if Cygnus and Druella Black also used the Cruciatus Curse as a punishment (maybe it was a generational thing, their parents used it as well.) And what if they went a little too far when their strong-willed oldest daughter did something, something reprehensible in the extreme— maybe got too close for their liking with her blond best friend, if you want to make it Quillkiller— and that’s why she’s crazy?

If you were doing Quillkiller (which I am :) ) you could also say that the experience of watching Bella disappear, slowly but surely, and knowing that it was her fault is the reason she behaves the way she does. She needs to control the world, even if she’s lying, because it all needs to be good, look good, just the way she wants it because she couldn’t have that control and Bella left and it was her fault for letting it go that far and now she will never, ever let go.

Welp I’m a total hypocrite because I just gave romantic and tragic backstories to hated characters which I always complain about people doing, but I thought it was a good theory. Maybe not true, but would explain a lot. Let me know what you think!

[motherfuckingmaneater]

"Absolutely not."

Not when it died beneath Walburga Black's hands. She'd have it no other way. No one else deserved it. Her tongue drew a hum of delight from her throat, but Bellatrix soon turned to her beneath sheets and streaks of early morning September sunlight.

"In truth I wasn't innocent to begin with."

Her statement punctuated with a kiss, soft lips on soft lips, fingers slipping closer.

"Were you ever?"

❛  innocence died screaming. ask me, i should know.  ❜

“It often does,” Walburga mused, fingers curling in Bellatrix���s hair as she drew the thick waves to one side, exposing the young witch’s neck. “Do you miss it?”

She certainly did. She wouldn’t have Bellatrix any other way, corrupted and eager to bend to her will. But, oh, to relive that moment again. To have her Bella crying out for her over and over, not knowing just how far Walburga was willing to go. To feel that intoxicating rush as she claimed Bellatrix for herself. To watch the innocent fade from her eyes.

She pressed a kiss to her niece’s neck, lips parted to run her tongue along her creamy flesh. That innocence had died with her, and nothing had ever tasted sweeter.

[kove-zeevi]

hear me out. Sirius Black with a mullet.

[zennybearr]

What about the black family have a family dinner with Druella Cygnus Alphard Walburga Irma Pollux Narcissa Bellatrix Andromeda and Orion and its so chaotic because Irma doesn’t like Druella or Alphard and Walburga doesn’t like Orion and Alphard is teaching the kids pranks

the black family dinner was a cacophony of clinking silverware, half-hearted laughter, and simmering tensions. in the lavish dining room adorned with dark wood and opulent decorations, the air felt thick with unspoken grievances and the aroma of roasted meat.

druella sat at the right side of the head of table, her elegance contrasting with the chaos around her. she caught cygnus's eye, a silent plea for a quiet evening together. but cygnus, sandwiched between his siblings, looked like he was wrestling with the idea of packing everyone up and sending them home. his expression was one of polite exasperation.

across from him, alphard was in the midst of a mischievous lecture to his nieces, bellatrix, andromeda, and narcissa. “and that’s how you make the best exploding snap!” he proclaimed, demonstrating with exaggerated hand gestures. the girls giggled, eyes sparkling with the promise of mischief.

“honestly, alphard, must you be such a bad influence?” irma, their mother, huffed from her seat, arms crossed tightly. her grumpiness seemed to radiate like a storm cloud, making the air heavier. “you’re going to turn them into little terrors!”

druella suppressed a laugh, enjoying the way irma's disapproval bounced off alphard like a quaffle. “let them have some fun, mother,” he shot back with a smirk, undeterred.

“fun? you mean chaos! you’ll ruin them!” irma’s voice rose, drawing the attention of pollux, who was lazily sipping his drink and reading the newspaper. he glanced over the top of the pages, bemused.

“dear, can’t you just let them enjoy their childhood?” pollux offered, but irma rolled her eyes.

“don’t encourage him, pollux! you’re not even paying attention!” she snapped, her mood darkening further. “you’re just sitting there like an old man!”

“because i am an old man,” he replied calmly, his tone light. but before he could continue, irma’s frustration boiled over.

“i’m done with this! i can’t stand the sight of alphard teaching them nonsense!” she exclaimed, standing abruptly, her chair scraping against the floor. “i’m going for a walk!” with that, she stormed out of the room, leaving pollux to shake his head and rise to follow her.

“father! you’re going to let her go off alone?” walburga’s voice cut through the room, sharp with annoyance. she glared at pollux, hands on her hips. “honestly, go after her!”

pollux paused, a bemused expression on his face. “i’ll give her a moment to cool off. she needs space.”

walburga sighed, her frustration bubbling over. “space? you can’t just let her walk away like that. she’s upset! you should be—”

“i know how to handle your mother, walburga,” pollux said, his tone firm yet patient. but walburga shook her head, determination glinting in her eyes.

“fine. i’ll go after her,” she declared, pushing back her chair. before orion could even react, walburga was already striding toward the door.

orion, her husband, glanced at pollux, who waved him off dismissively. “she’s quite capable of handling it,” pollux muttered, still reading his newspaper.

but orion stood, a resigned look on his face. “i’ll follow her,” he said, moving to catch up with walburga.

as he exited the dining room, walburga was already in the hallway, her voice rising in irritation. “Orion, i swear to merlin, you never leave me alone! why is it that you can’t just—”

“shut up, woman. i'm going with you. I don't give a shit if that bothers you or not!” orion countered, his voice laced with exasperation.

“ugh, you're insufferable!?” walburga shot back, turning on her heel to face him, her frustration evident. “I swear i'm going to—”

“you're going to what—”

their argument faded as they trailed after irma, the sounds of their voices mixing with the remnants of the dinner chaos behind them.

back at the table, cygnus sighed, glancing at druella. “this is what family dinners are like?” he asked, half-exasperated and half-amused.

“every single time,” druella replied with a smile, feeling the warmth of the moment amidst the chaos. “but it’s kind of fun, isn’t it?”

“fun? more like exhausting,” he said, but his lips curled into a smirk, betraying his enjoyment. “i just wanted to have a quiet evening with you.”

alphard caught the exchange and winked at his brother, “don’t worry, little brother, once mother and father sort their argument, we can get back to more important things—like teaching these lovely ladies how to prank their parents!”

andromeda perked up at that, a devious grin spreading across her face. “what should we do first?”

“let’s put a charm on father’s drink!” bellatrix suggested, eyes glinting with excitement.

druella leaned back, watching the chaos unfold with a blend of amusement and exasperation. “just make sure it’s harmless,” she called out, laughter dancing in her voice. “i want to keep this dinner somewhat intact!”

“consider it a family bonding exercise!” alphard announced with mock seriousness as the girls leaned in, eager to concoct their plans. the evening spiraled into a whirlwind of giggles and conspiratorial whispers, the lingering tensions forgotten in the face of the impending chaos.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 5 - Whump

@wolfstarmicrofic July 5, word count 994

Not gonna lie I had no idea what this prompt meant so had to look it up. I hope it's right 😅

CW - Torture, use of the cruciatus curse

His father grabbed him by the collar and forced him to walk down the hallway towards the library. He struggled as best he could, but Orion Black knew what he was doing. He flung Sirius onto the hearth rug. Sirius grunted at the manhandling but stubbornly got to his feet and glowered at his father. He hadn’t even done anything this time. He’d been lounging on his bed reading a wizarding history book for Merlin’s sake. 

The library door opened again and a procession of family members filed in. Bella and her husband, Cissa and Lucius, Cygnus and Druella. Then finally his mother. This wouldn't be good. 

He automatically stood up straight with his head held high like he’d been trained to do his entire life. 

“Father, what is going on?” His voice adopted his old accent as a form of self-preservation. His eyes flickered to his mother’s side where Regulus’s grey eyes peeped from. 

“Stop being pathetic Regulus,” Walburga scolded her youngest son, dragging him from behind her. Sirius’s eye twitched as he watched Regulus grit his teeth in pain as Walburga’s hand squeezed tightly around his arm. Sirius had to tense his muscles to stop himself from crossing the room and wrenching her hand from his brother’s arm. 

“It is time for you to take your place in this family, Sirius.” Orion brought Sirius’s attention back to him. His ears pricked as Bella laughed her horrid cackle, but he never took his eyes off his father. He swallowed and steadied himself. 

“What would you have me do, Father?” He kept his jaw clenched tightly, silencing himself. 

“It is time you proved yourself the true heir of the Black family and join us in the new future that shall soon begin.” He felt his stomach sink. This was more than just taking over from his father. 

He allowed his eyes to quickly scan the room. The only ones that seemed uncertain were his aunt, Narcissa and Regulus. His eyes rested on his mother and her superior scowl. This was bad. 

“Enough pretty words Uncle,” Bellatrix burst out, ripping the sleeve from her forearm. “It is time, little cousin, to take the mark and join your family in our rightful place.” She rasped proudly, the snake and skull tattoo stark against her pale skin.

“Father, you can’t be serious!” He turned back to Orion, panic creeping into his voice. 

“We have allowed your little rebellions for too long, Sirius,” Walburga took over as he knew she would. “You will take the mark, Sirius, and you will find more suitable companions. From this day you will no longer associate with the Potter boy and the other riff-raff you seem so fond of.” He couldn’t help it, he shook his head at her. No. “If you won’t agree on your own, then we will make you!” She raised her wand at him. “Crucio!” She spat the curse at him. He watched in slow motion as the red spell crackled its way towards him. 

The pain was unlike anything he’d ever felt. His skin was melting from his bones. A thousand knives sliced into his nerves. Time meant nothing as the pain engulfed him. Then, just like that, it was gone. He was on the floor. He didn’t remember falling. He lifted his head defiantly. 

“Crucio!” Bella cackled with glee. The pain shot back through him, harsher than the first time. He screamed, his throat felt like it was ripping itself apart. He was on the floor again, panting, when his cousin lifted the spell. His body spasmed with aftershocks. But again he raised his head. 

“Crucio!” Orion drawled, flicking his wand at his eldest son. Sirius’s scream croaked out of his burning throat as he thrashed about on the floor. Orion let up sooner than his mother and Bella had, but at this point it meant very little.

It took him what felt like hours to raise himself onto his knees and raise his head this time. He glared at his mother. Seeing Regulus’s blank face beside her. 

“Crucio!” Multiple voices said in unison. He had no idea which of his family members had cursed him this time, but the pain spread to every part of his being. His spine curved backwards and his neck followed. His muscles were so tense he was sure they were tearing. He felt his mind starting to bend towards madness. But he refused to let them win. He conjured Remus’s face to the front of his mind, blocking out what he could. His vision became fuzzy and blackness crept in at the corners. As he lost consciousness, he kept that vision of Remus close.

When he came to, the room was empty. They’d tortured him until he couldn’t take it any more and then left him, broken on the floor. 

“Sirius,” A whimper came from the corner. “Sirius, can you get up?” Regulus’s face appeared above him. “Sirius, you have to go! They’ll kill you,” Something dripped onto his scorching face.

He was rolled over and over and into green flames. “Potter Manor!” Regulus choked out. Sirius’s last view of his family home was of a shaking, tearful Regulus as he swirled away in green flames. 

He landed with a thump on the hearth of Potter Manor in the middle of the night. 

“Sirius?” A voice he’d know anywhere gasped into the quiet room. Candles around the room suddenly burst into life and Remus was holding him, stroking his hair from his face. Sirius burst into tears and grasped at Remus, needing him closer. Remus wrapped him in his arms, murmuring sweet words to him as he gently rocked him. “You're safe now. I promise you’re safe. I won’t ever let them hurt you again.” And for the first time in a long time, Sirius felt safe. He spotted the Potters coming down the stairs and let his eyes close as he lost consciousness again, safe in Remus's strong arms.