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[ohhedamylexa]

lets try a character blurb y tf not --> be warned gratuitous swearing ahead scream/agree/disagree w/ me on discord @ luke skywalker's left udder#5324

bellatrix druella cygnus black lestrange

actually: bellatrix druella cygna back lestrange, legally and all.

doesn't give one shit what their mother actually named them, reinventing themselves every day.

"i'm so in the closet i built the thing" re: non-binary, gender-expressionism - transmasc identity. a tangled up literal knot of twisted internalized misogyny shoved down their throat from such a young age they chewed and swallowed.

empathetically stunted. straightforward to the point of pain - unable and unwilling to understand subtlety. sarcasm? nope i dont know her.

rodolphus has bi partner energy by default.

most definitely was that child that smushed ants/insects for curiosity as a kid. if the neighbors cat ever went missing, it wasn't them.

definitely a wine of the month club member.

the kind who would defy you just because. stubborn to the point of fault. big fault. bad habit of pushing boundaries too far.

has never really needed to care about people outside of family circles. is not good at it. blood is everything? no connection without it?

huge ego, rampant narcissist as a younger person. would probably hold things over on others just because they were most noble and ancient and absolutely ate that shit up. this has cooled, somewhat.

prison sux ok.

does not will not will never reach the boundaries of wanting to learn and find out and figure out how things tick. including self and brain and thoughts and feelings. could have been a mad scientist in another life - maybe is one in this life.

would not know what a fast food restaurant is.

very wildmagic aesthetic. wand/magic doesn't always listen brain goes buzz burrr buzz buzz sparky spark.

the bad kind of posh where it's difficult to function? how will they feed themselves as a fugitive? they don't know how to do anything? cold beans in a can it is i guess.

highly highly allergic to like 47000 things, thanks inbreeding. probably has the diet of an aristocratic four year old.

has wanted for so long to be the thing their father would have deemed acceptable they now can no longer separate that from their ideas of masculinity. both hates and wants everything

simultaneously feels so unable to be those things, bracketed between a ancient and noble most house that has never seen them as anything other than a brood mare to feed and fatten

the most underhanded gremlin you've ever seen. always been tall and weedy and wiry but scrappy as hell. has no qualms about honor and dignity in an fight.

bites fingernails to the quick.

all situations are a fight, and all fights are brawls to kill.

probably banned from dueling club

ideas about sexuality and gender further complicated and tangled in this endlessly burning, all encompassing physical need to be a parent.

totally the rich goth victorian aesthetic? bram stoker step aside

who needs lipstick when you've got wine stains

would be a doting but completely overbearing, suffocating, toxic parent

will literally do anything for acceptance? has pretty obvious and severe daddy issues.

what's the opposite of a boggart? their thing is bodysnatching sirius black, having literally everything they ever wanted.

andromeda does not exist. they do not mention, they do not think, they do not still seethe and sob about the abandonment on a weekly basis.

was about 92% prepared to flee the country pre-wedding. whether that mentality continued post wedding is tbd.

laur remind me i want to DM you and talk shop re: the lestranges

also alexx with bella's favorite sirius 'i have vivid fantasies of slitting his throat and stealing his body' black

and kayla with the ultimate worst best ex-sister.

[everywhereallofthetime]

Some Girl ... Part 15

Word Count: almost 1.8k

Warnings/Notes: A few cuss words. Overzealous, disrespectful fan, Shawn trying to be a sweetheart anyway. Brief mentions of Camila.

// * // * //

Monday / July 26th

At 9:03am Monday morning, Charlotte was at the front desk chatting with Jaime, her office assistant, when Ethan came rushing in, apologizing for being late. Charlotte waved it off and told him that it happened to the best of them. She then led him to the studio they would be starting in.

While they warmed up, Charlotte learned that Ethan was the single dad of a 15-month-old baby girl. The reason he was late, he felt the need to explain, was because he had his daughter over the weekend and he needed to drop her off at daycare on his way. She didn’t want him to go, so he gave her an extra few snuggles to try to comfort her.

Charlotte smirked. “She already knows she has you wrapped around her finger.”

“She absolutely does,” he chuckled. He showed her his home screen on his cell phone, which was a picture of her.

“I have a six-month-old son,” Charlotte offered with a smile of solidarity, showing him the photo of Sebastian on her own phone home screen.

They chuckled at the fact that they were ‘those kind’ of parents; showing photos of their kids without asking others if they even wanted to see them.

It was a nice jumping off point for them to connect and start getting to know one another on a more personal level.

On a professional level, Ethan was about 25 pounds heavier than he wanted to be. Charlotte reminded him that he would be trading fat for muscle, so his overall weight might not change much, depending on how muscular he wanted to be. She didn’t believe in weigh-ins except with their first session and again at their last. She told her clients to mark their progress with measurements, not the scale.

Aside from that, he was an absolute dear and very, very attractive. He had the darker skin of someone with mixed heritage and short dark hair, but his eyes were a beautiful sea green.

Ethan was also somewhat flirtatious. Charlotte had a feeling he was holding back and couldn’t help but wonder if it was because of Shawn. He had, after all, first met her when Shawn was standing beside her.

If she wasn’t so unsure of where she and Shawn may be heading, she would certainly be flirting back.

// * // * //

Charlotte was saying goodbye to Ethan, and how she was looking forward to their next session that Thursday, as her newest potential client was arriving.

Jetta was petite and cute, with blonde hair and dark eyes. Charlotte thought they might be close in age, but not in maturity. She had an air about her that said she was spoiled rotten and used to getting whatever she wanted. She hoped she was wrong in her presumption, this was only their initial meeting after all, but she was more intuitive than most people.

Nonetheless, Charlotte flashed a warm, professional smile in greeting. She then brought Jetta back to her office to begin their consultation. She was a no-nonsense trainer, not the coddling type. She was about to learn if Jetta had the disposition and dedication that she needed to be one of her clients.

After a straight-forward conversation with Jetta about the kind of commitment she would need to be successful, Charlotte could already tell she was wavering. Still, she showed Jetta the studios and equipment, and they had a brief workout to get a feel for each other.

When their time was almost up, Jetta excused herself for the washroom while Charlotte made a few notes, which ended with: Probably won’t be back...

// * // * //

Charlotte headed toward the front office, where she and Jetta were supposed to reconvene, and found Shawn chatting with Jaime at the front desk.

“You’re only supposed to flirt like that with me, Mendes,” Charlotte teased.

“I’m practically married already. It doesn’t count,” Jaime giggled.

“You aren’t married yet.” Shawn made the gesture of holding a phone to his ear and winked at her, mouthing ‘call me’.

“And he calls me ‘trouble’,” Charlotte said to Jaime, chuckling. She then gave Shawn a playful shove and said, “Go warm up. I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

Before he could make it to the door which led the way to the CrossFit studio, he was intercepted by a slightly overzealous Jetta.

“Hi! Oh my God! I’m a huge fan!”

Shawn was always unfailingly polite and full of gratitude. He flashed that brilliant smile of his. “Thanks!”

“I didn’t know you worked out here!”

“No one knows that I work out here, and I’d kind of like to keep it that way.” He said so in a way which asked Jetta not to say anything without actually asking her not to say anything.

“Sure, absolutely. I watched your Live last night.”

“That’s great! I hope you liked it.”

“Of course I did! I’m so excited for new music from you.”

“It makes me happy to hear that.”

“Can we take a selfie?”

“For sure, but then I’ve gotta go.”

Jetta handed Shawn her phone and posed beside him, standing as close as she could. As soon as the shutter clicked, she stated, “I’m glad you and Camila finally broke up.”

Shawn felt immediate dizziness fill his head. “Oh,” was the only response he could manage.

Noticing how he stiffened beside her and how red filled his cheeks, she quickly added, “It’s just that I never thought she was right for you,” as if that would make it better.

Charlotte felt the need to step in and end things. “I’m sorry, Jetta, but Shawn is here for a session and we should really get started.”

“Sure. Yeah, all right.”

Charlotte could see the very moment everything all came together in Jetta’s mind.

“You’re ‘starlit_charlotte’! You posted the basketball video!” Jetta turned back to Shawn. “She’s the friend you were talking about in your chat!” She looked from him back to Charlotte, and again at him. “Are you two together?”

“We’re friends.”

Jetta’s focus remained on Shawn and Shawn alone. “If you aren’t dating her, do you wanna go out sometime? With me? Here,” she said, shoving a business card into his hand.

Quickly glancing at it, he could see that it listed all of her social media accounts and usernames.

She placed her hand on his forearm and flashed him what she thought was her sexiest smile. “Feel free to slide into my DMs.”

Shawn tried to stay cool and cordial but he was ready for her to get out of his space, and he hating feeling like that around his fans. “It was nice to meet you, Jetta, but I really gotta go. We’re running late.”

“Oh! Okay, sure,” she grinned, oblivious to Shawn basically telling her it was time for her to go away. “See you around!”

Not if I can help it, Charlotte thought to herself while she did her best to smile pleasantly. She turned Shawn away from Jetta, placed her hands on either of his hips, and pushed him through the door. Over her shoulder, back to Jetta, she said, “Give me a call if you decide you’d like to start training and we’ll work out a schedule.”

// * // * //

Charlotte handed Shawn a jump rope. He started skipping and, after he found his rhythm, murmured, “I’m sorry, babe.”

“You never need to apologize for stopping for your fans, and for being kind, even when they don’t deserve it. If it had been me, it would have meant the world to me if you took time to talk to me and take a selfie. I’m sorry. You looked like you were beginning to get overwhelmed and I reacted, but it was wrong for me to butt in. I know you’re perfectly capable of handling things on your own. After all, you’ve been doing this for years.”

“In this case, you weren’t wrong. Sure, she was a fan, but I am also your client and we had a scheduled session that has now started ten minutes late. As my trainer you had every right to call attention to that.”

“Sure, but as your friend, I want to be supportive of you, and I want your fans to like me. It will make your interaction with them a lot easier if they do.”

Shawn shook his head as if in disbelief. “She was...excitable, eh?”

“She was rude,” Charlotte said frankly.

“I’m sure she didn’t mean to be.”

"You are too good for this world,” she sighed. “She insulted Camila and your relationship with her right to your face, babe. It was disrespectful.”

“I wasn’t going to be impolite back at her... She might be your newest client.”

“First off, no one would have blamed you, least of all me. And no. I don’t want to train her, and I hate saying that about anyone. Until she saw you, I had a feeling she wouldn’t have been back. Now that she knows you work out here, with me, she will be. I’ll see if Lina will take her on.”

“I wonder if she’ll say anything to anyone.”

“Of course she will. And I wouldn’t put it past her to embellish the story of your meeting. ‘He’s even more gorgeous in person!’ At least that wouldn’t be an embellishment. ‘He was flirting!’ She won’t bother to add ‘with the office assistant’. A business card for social media. Like, really? Is that a thing now? I’m only 23. Should this not surprise me?” Shawn started giggling. “‘I gave him my number and he said he’d slip into my DMs!’ She’s cute though; she’d be easy to believe. At least she caught you pre-workout and not when you were all gross and sweaty. Although, I don’t know, she might’ve liked your sweat and post-workout stink.”

Shawn was having difficulty catching his breath; it was hard to laugh and jump-rope at the same time.

“So much for subtly and slowly, eh?” he said between chuckles.

“More like clearly and quickly,” she giggled. Shawn opened his mouth to say something but Charlotte immediately shut him down. “Don’t you dare try to apologize again. Do I have to remind you of our conversation last night?”

“Okay, fine.”

“All right then. Twenty squats.”

“I fucking hate squats,” he groaned, dropping the jump rope.

“I can always make them buddy squats,” she threatened. “Come on, babe. They’ll make your ass look great.”

“You must do a lot of squats,” he smirked.

She rolled her eyes but still blushed. “Your charm will not get you out of having to do them,” she snickered. “Let’s go. Shit stuff first, then fun stuff. You know the drill.”

// * // * //

Part 16

[ohhedamylexa]

 #i want to lean into the gritty parts of bellas character while also exploring sexuality and non-traditional gender expression.  #non-binary/genderqueer =/= automatically a mentally ill/insane person  #i'm trying to thread the needle. i'm mostly writing from my personal experience as a non-binary person and plan to liberally use tw tags  #but also if things are squicky please just yell at me.  #i want to do a really interesting character study of a bellatrix that is more than the woman in a mans world character that jk gave us  #let's also be clear i don't want to write psychopath bellatrix.  #i wrote these tags at 4:45 am  #discord added later  #it sometimes hates adding me to friends lists because of username spaces  #so if that happens just yell via tumblr and i'll friend you 

again. bonus tags bc wow.

lets try a character blurb y tf not --> be warned gratuitous swearing ahead scream/agree/disagree w/ me on discord @ luke skywalker's left udder#5324

bellatrix druella cygnus black lestrange

actually: bellatrix druella cygna back lestrange, legally and all.

doesn't give one shit what their mother actually named them, reinventing themselves every day.

"i'm so in the closet i built the thing" re: non-binary, gender-expressionism - transmasc identity. a tangled up literal knot of twisted internalized misogyny shoved down their throat from such a young age they chewed and swallowed.

empathetically stunted. straightforward to the point of pain - unable and unwilling to understand subtlety. sarcasm? nope i dont know her.

rodolphus has bi partner energy by default.

most definitely was that child that smushed ants/insects for curiosity as a kid. if the neighbors cat ever went missing, it wasn't them.

definitely a wine of the month club member.

the kind who would defy you just because. stubborn to the point of fault. big fault. bad habit of pushing boundaries too far.

has never really needed to care about people outside of family circles. is not good at it. blood is everything? no connection without it?

huge ego, rampant narcissist as a younger person. would probably hold things over on others just because they were most noble and ancient and absolutely ate that shit up. this has cooled, somewhat.

prison sux ok.

does not will not will never reach the boundaries of wanting to learn and find out and figure out how things tick. including self and brain and thoughts and feelings. could have been a mad scientist in another life - maybe is one in this life.

would not know what a fast food restaurant is.

very wildmagic aesthetic. wand/magic doesn't always listen brain goes buzz burrr buzz buzz sparky spark.

the bad kind of posh where it's difficult to function? how will they feed themselves as a fugitive? they don't know how to do anything? cold beans in a can it is i guess.

highly highly allergic to like 47000 things, thanks inbreeding. probably has the diet of an aristocratic four year old.

has wanted for so long to be the thing their father would have deemed acceptable they now can no longer separate that from their ideas of masculinity. both hates and wants everything

simultaneously feels so unable to be those things, bracketed between a ancient and noble most house that has never seen them as anything other than a brood mare to feed and fatten

the most underhanded gremlin you've ever seen. always been tall and weedy and wiry but scrappy as hell. has no qualms about honor and dignity in an fight.

bites fingernails to the quick.

all situations are a fight, and all fights are brawls to kill.

probably banned from dueling club

ideas about sexuality and gender further complicated and tangled in this endlessly burning, all encompassing physical need to be a parent.

totally the rich goth victorian aesthetic? bram stoker step aside

who needs lipstick when you've got wine stains

would be a doting but completely overbearing, suffocating, toxic parent

will literally do anything for acceptance? has pretty obvious and severe daddy issues.

what's the opposite of a boggart? their thing is bodysnatching sirius black, having literally everything they ever wanted.

andromeda does not exist. they do not mention, they do not think, they do not still seethe and sob about the abandonment on a weekly basis.

was about 92% prepared to flee the country pre-wedding. whether that mentality continued post wedding is tbd.

laur remind me i want to DM you and talk shop re: the lestranges

also alexx with bella's favorite sirius 'i have vivid fantasies of slitting his throat and stealing his body' black

and kayla with the ultimate worst best ex-sister.