#c: vinda rosier

[sofoulandfairaday]

That post you reblogged about the house of black which has a black haired druella you said changed your mind about how cissy got her hair. It also says druella died around 1955 is that cannon? Also what do you think her and cygnus relationship are with their children? Youve talked about walburga and Orion but not them.

Hiii! Thank you for the ask.

So, maybe it didn't come out right. I didn't really change my mind, in the sense that my preferred headcanon is still that Druella had blonde hair, and Cissy takes after her. However, sometimes it's nice to see a change. I remember having/reading (I can't remember if I'd thought of it first and then read it in a fic too or the opposite) a scene where Druella had dark hair like other Rosiers (Vinda did, for example, in FB) and Cissy got her blonde hair because of Bella. In a burst of accidental magic, Bella - who was already incredibly magically gifted - had turned her hair blonde and no matter what they tried, they couldn't get it to turn back. (Which, of course, implies great power + imagine Voldemort writing back to England with some vague but terrifying tales of his deeds on the continent and Cygnus writing back something along the lines of cool, cool - but HEY let me tell you what my firstborn just did.)

Again, Druella dying around 1955 is not canon, but it would definitely make for an interesting story. Girls growing up without mothers, trying to fill that void, how they would be perhaps more perhaps less involved in the brokering of their own marriages... I mean, the default Druella characterization in the fandom is that of Cold Harpy, which I can embrace... but sometimes variations are welcome.

I've spoken about Cygnus and Druella's relationship with their children here. It's one of my favourite pieces of meta I've ever written. The gist of it is that C&D love their daughters, but their family is a) imbued with generational trauma, b) they don't really know how to show affection, c) they are products of their time.

Material gifts instead of physical affection, complicated relationships with all their daughters - Bella being the one upon which most of the family expectations fell, Andromeda being the "forgotten child" which gave her freedom but made her bitter, and Cissy being the most spoilt but also babied to an extreme. All three roles are a recipe for resentment, albeit in different ways. They didn't do it on purpose, there is not guide to parenting in life, but it affected their daughters.

[lostinthevictorianera]

Vinda Rosier reading a book. C.1860-1861

Franz Eybl (1806-1880) "Reading Girl" (1850) Oil on canvas

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Vinda: What would you say motivates Gellert?

Albus: Blowjobs.

Vinda: ... 

Vinda: Is there a second option?

[smoke-mirrors-action]

@darkrevclution

Note: Restarting with a new set-up.

Henry closed his eyes tight against encroaching daylight and buried deeper into the sheets, but there was a clatter in the room. His head was pounding mercilessly. Reluctantly, he peeled one eye open, if only to establish just where he was waking up in this time. A squat, powerful shape was drawing back long curtains in bottle-green velvet. Another blink, and he recognized his own bedroom at the apartment in London. A bleary look at his Muggle-made wristwatch told him it was two in the afternoon.

The source of the clatter became evident as Arthur tied up the curtains and rolled the breakfast trolley up to the bed.  Henry groaned and sank back into the bed. "Go away, Arthur. Tell them I'm out. Unless it's a relative, in which case tell them I'm dead." The only reason Arthur would bring up breakfast before it was called for was if Henry Rosier's attention was required, and that typically meant guests.

Arthur was not a house-elf. Henry would not have the ugly little things in his sight if he could help it. He was a Squib from a mixed-blood family that had served the family for generations, and paid very handsomely, too. The overall impression anyone would have of Arthur Smythe was of a moustache under bushy eyebrows.

"It's Mrs Vinda Rosier, sir," said Arthur, stubbornly pouring the tea.

Henry rubbed his eyes and sighed. "...Fine. Ler her in, with fair warning." Vinda was one of a very special caste of people: Relatives whose company Henry enjoyed. Arthur bowed and retreated.

Henry kicked off the mess of sheets and found himself still partly in yesterday's clothes. He recalled a rather elegant party, a pair of saucy girls, a fair deal of wine and spirits, and, now he thought of it, tottering off into his waiting carriage sometime in the morning. Of actually reaching bed, he remembered nothing. There had been rather a lot of nights like that recently. The details varied: Parties, clubs, poetry readings, midnight operas, anything to get out of his head and forget. They all ended in a headache.

God, what misery. The words of the spell came to his dry lips automatically, clearing the headache and the slight rumble of nausea. Magic could never replace a nice long bath, but he did what he could. The banging of the wardrobe door made his teeth ache, but he held out his hands for the embroidered dressing gown to wrap itself around him. He slipped his feet into a pair of slippers and ran his hand through his hair, perfect barbershop waves appearing in their wake.

A sip of tea, a bun swiftly stuffed into his mouth, a bottle of whiskey quickly grabbed from the bedroom drinks cabinet, and a still somewhat dishevelled Henry Rosier wandered out into the wide open living room. Its decor was immaculate in pale cream and warm tones accentuated with velvet throw pillows and curtains, ornate plastering of an older era off-setting the modern furniture. He was the only messy thing in it.

"Morning, coz," said Henry to Vinda, brandishing the bottle. "Care for a snifter?"

[wemadeemcocoa]

your muse’s sexual traits

Queenie Goldstein

INCLINATIONS & HABITS

submissive / dominant / prefers to top / prefers to bottom / likes to switch / heterosexual / homosexual / bisexual / pansexual / demisexual / asexual / enjoys sex with men / enjoys sex with women / enjoys sex with multiple people at one time / initiates / waits for partner to initiate / spits / swallows / morning sex / night sex / sex at any time / no sex drive / low sex drive / average sex drive / high sex drive / hypersexual

BODY & APPEARANCE

slender build / medium build / athletic build / muscular build / curvy build / voluptuous build / wears boxers / wears lingerie / goes commando / shaves / waxes / cup size a-c  / cup size d-f / 1-5” in length / 6-9” in length / 10” or over in length

SOUNDS

silent / quiet / loud / grows in volume over time / bites hand / partner / pillow to muffle themselves / calls out partner’s name / curses / fakes / exaggerates / prefers a quiet partner / prefers a loud partner / turned on by dirty talk / turned off by dirty talk

TURN-ONS & KINKS

having their hands pinned / pinning their partner’s hands / having their hair pulled / pulling their partner’s hair / being watched (by their partner) / being watched (by a third party) / watching their partner / receiving oral / giving oral / calling their partner ‘daddy’ / being called ‘daddy’ / giving praise / receiving praise / biting / marking / being bitten / marked / spanking / being spanked / teasing / being teased / having toys used on them / using toys on their partner / giving anal / receiving anal / choking / being choked / dirty talk / being tied up  / tying their partner up / being worshipped / worshipping their partner / humiliating / being humiliated / degrading / being degraded / knife play / blood play / being pegged / pegging their partner / whipping / being whipped

PLACES

bedroom / shower / bath / pool / ocean / kitchen / home bathroom / public bathroom / car / tent / alleyway / field / forest / school / empty abandoned building / library / rooftop / terrace / dressing room / elevator / parking lot / museum / cemetery / beach / closet / hospital

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Tagging: @vinda-rosier-gg @duchasgraves @amagizoologistscase @was-wicked and whoever might not be tagged because IDK who had been

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Vinda: How many times have you smiled to yourself thinking of Albus?

Gellert: Only three to four times...

Vinda: Since when? Last month? Last week? This week? Today?

Gellert: I've already given my answer. That's all you're going to get.

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Vinda: How did you two get into a car accident?

Albus: Well, there was this deer on the road and Gellert didn’t notice so I said, ‘Gellert, deer.’

Vinda: And?

Albus, elbows Gellert: Tell her what you answered.

Gellert, sighs: Yes, honey?

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Albus: This food is too hot. I can’t eat it.

Gellert: You’re too hot but I still eat you.

Vinda: *slams knife and fork down* I SWEAR-

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Vinda: Fuck, marry, kill: Albus, Credence, Abernathy

Gellert: Fuck Abernathy, Marry Albus, Kill Newt.

Newt: I wasn’t even one of the options, what the fuck?

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Gellert: Albus loves to be on top.

Vinda: ...

Gellert: I mean, Professor Dumbledore.

Vinda: ...

Gellert: I mean, on top of things. In Hogwarts.                

[incorrect-grindeldore]

[at Albus and Gellert's wedding]

Minister: Should anyone have a reason why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.

Vinda: [glances around]

Vinda: Really? We're all just going to let this happen?

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Gellert: Come on, I wasn't that drunk last night.

Vinda: You were flirting with Albus Dumbledore.

Gellert: So what? He's my husband.

Vinda: You asked him if he was single.

Vinda: And then you cried when he said he wasn't.

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Gellert: Welcome to the Fuck Albus Dumbledore Club!

Gellert: In this club, we fuck Al-

Vinda: [running out of the room] This is not what I thought it was!

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Gellert, about Elphias: That idiot ruined it for me with Albus!

Vinda: Why, has he been controlling your personality for the last few years?

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Gellert: I don’t want you to think that Albus and I are dating, because we’re not. That was purely accidental intercourse.

Vinda: You had intercourse accidentally? What were you trying to do, Gellert?

Gellert: I was returning his book.

Vinda: And your pants fell off?

[incorrect-grindeldore]

Gellert: Albus is going to kill me, isn’t he? How fucked do you guys think I am? On the fuck-o-meter, where am I?

Abernathy: Oh, 12.

Vinda: Yeah, 12.

Gellert: Out of what?

Abernathy: Er… 50?

Vinda: Oh. Mine was out of 10.