#rita x Bellatrix

[faerie-remuslupinsversion]

The bolter-tofana

9/10 not a ten only because I need the second chapter right fucking now @tofanasmuse I’m working through my tbr list rn and all of urs are fucking wonderful 🩷🩷🩷🩷

Queenkiller, 2,305, 1/2

[rudamaruda520]

Rita: She's totally gay. I am gonna ask her out.

Rosmerta: How can you be so sure that Bella is gay?

Rita: *nods towards sitting nearby Bellatrix*

Some really handsome Slytherin boy: Hi!

Bellatrix: Fuck off.

Some really handsome Slytherin boy: Bye!

[pandoras-boxs-world]

Pandora "fell first" Rosier and Lily "fell harder" Evans.

Alice "fell first" Fortescue and Narcissa "fell harder" Black.

Marlene "fell first." Mckinnon and Dorcas "fell harder, " Meadows.

Rita "fell first" Skeeter and Bellatrix "fell harder" Black.

[aidens-ocean-galaxy]

rita loves drag makeup and bellatrix loves over the top goth makeup

[weirdnico]

got this stupid comment yesterday

and it got me thinking, yeah, harley!bella and ivy!rita as girlfriends is indeed quite silly...

so i married them. they're married now. congrats to the couple!

(plus close ups!)

[jameskinniesrise]

𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 - 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎.

❝journalism is organised gossip.❞

[marylily-my-beloved]

Reposting my quillkiller head canons cause they’re cutesty and demure:

After the first wizarding war whenever Rita had the option to ‘interview’ Death Eaters in Azkaban she went straight for Bellatrix’s cell to see her lover

In Hogwarts they started talking because Rita was an eavesdropping bitch and overheard Bellatrix talking about Voldemort in their third year and fucking cornered her

Bellatrix always volenteered to help Rita with people who hated her, since everybody did, and Rita would refuse. Bellatrix didn’t care though, whenever someone looked at Rita the wrong way she hexed them or Cruicoed (?) them.

Toxic separately radioactive together, not very much to each other though 

Rita learnt her first unforgivable from Bellatrix but silently vowed she wouldn’t use it

Bellatrix learnt peak journalist skills from Rita which helped her greatly after she left Azkaban (even though she could barely remember them, or Rita for that matter) 

[sobbingstars]

MARAUDERS SHIPS THAT DONT GET ENOUGH ATTENTION!!!

Dorlene (Dorcas Meadows x Marlene McKinnon) (I love that they’re gaining popularity)

Marily or Marylily (Mary Macdonald x Lily Evans) (I need more fics of them co-parenting with Jegulus PLEASE)

Quillkiller (Rita Skeeter x Bellatrix Lestrange) (so funny to me that the marauders fandom saw the lying reporter lady and the psychotic killer cousin of Sirius black and said “hmmm… they would make a sick wlw couple” and they were right)

Nobleflower (Alice Fortescue x Narcissa Black) (I also think it’s really funny that we took Neville’s mother who was meantally wrecked and paired her with her abusers (???) sister)

hmmmm… funny how they’re all wlw….

[crimsononsnow]

The Weight of Tradition

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

warning: Druellas A* parenting

The drawing room of Grimmauld Place felt dark and unwelcoming, the walls suffocating under the weight of ancestral portraits and oppressive silence. The heavy velvet curtains were tightly drawn, smothering any trace of light, while the flickering chandelier above struggled against the shadows lurking in every corner. Druella Black stood rigid before the cold, unlit fireplace, her fingers digging into the marble mantel, her face a storm of barely contained fury.

Bellatrix entered the room with her usual defiance, her chin tilted upwards, her eyes blazing with the dark fire that had long been a hallmark of her spirit.

"Sit," barked Druella, her voice slicing through the still air like a blade. Bellatrix did not move, her gaze fixed on her mother's, a silent refusal. Druella's lips curled into a cruel line, her knuckles whitening on the mantel. "I said sit."

Druella slowly turned, her dark eyes burning with cold, calculating rage. "I’ve heard rumors," she began, her tone icy, each word measured and cutting. "Whispers that you have debased yourself in the most disgraceful way."

Bellatrix's jaw tightened, but she said nothing, her hands clenched into fists on the armrests.

"Rita Skeeter," Druella spat the name as if it were poison. "A Mudblood sympathizer, a woman." Her eyes narrowed, glinting with the prejudices of her ancestors. "How dare you taint this family with such filth?"

Bellatrix’s lips twisted, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "I shame this family?" she repeated, her voice rising. "You speak of shame, Mother, yet you have never understood what it means to truly live, to feel something beyond this... this prison of tradition."

Druella's hand shot out, striking Bellatrix across the face with a resounding crack. The room seemed to hold its breath as Bellatrix slowly turned back to her mother, a red mark blooming on her cheek, her eyes blazing with defiant fire.

"You will not speak to me in that manner," Druella hissed, her face inches from Bellatrix’s, her breath hot and biting. "You will end this perversion, or I will ensure you are erased from this family as if you never existed."

Bellatrix's laugh was harsh, echoing through the dark room. "Erase me? You would love that, wouldn’t you?" She rose, towering over her mother, her voice just as fierce as her mothers. "You can try to erase me, but you will never silence me. I will not be a slave to your twisted ideals."

Druella’s face contorted with rage, her voice trembling as she stepped closer to her daughter. "You are a Black, Bellatrix. Our blood is powerful, not tainted by the weakness of... unnatural desires." She paused, her voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "You will end this abomination immediately."

Bellatrix's laugh was rough, a sharp edge cutting through the tension. "You can command the rest of this family, Mother, but you have no command over me." Her eyes blazed with defiance, her voice firm and resolute. "I will not deny who I am. Not for you, not for anyone."

Druella's face twisted, her voice a low growl. "You are a disgrace, Bellatrix. If you continue down this path, you will be cast out and forgotten like the traitors before you."

Bellatrix stepped closer, her gaze unwavering. "Then cast me out," she whispered, her voice filled with dangerous calm. "But know this—your hatred will never bind me as tightly as you hope."

For a moment, the room was silent, the air still crackling with the aftermath of their confrontation. Druella's expression was a mask of fury and disbelief, while Bellatrix’s defiance remained unshaken.

Without another word, Bellatrix turned on her heel and left with her head held high. The door closed with a resounding slam behind her, sealing the rift that had formed between them, a rift that would never heal.

[the-original-gays]

Bellatrix: Why would someone want to hurt Rita?

Rodolphus: Maybe they met her.

[olivers-cocoapuffs]

Quillkiller

[in-flvx]

I need more..... Rita/Bellatrix

You want more, I give you more

[iheartmoons]

little snippet hehe....

“Can’t fucking trust you,” she says. It’s the truth. Rita is a gossiper, always. The stupid thing is that Bellatrix doesn’t care. She wants to put her life in her hands anyway. She wants to hand Rita the gun to blow between her lips. “I mean it,” Rita says softly, “Tell me to keep my mouth shut and I will.”

[pandoras-boxs-world]

Quillkiller is literally just mean girls who gossip and hate on everyone else but they love eachover and if anyone hates on bella rita will spread the nastiest rumours ever about them and if anyone hates on rita they'll end up in the hospital wing for the next month.

And that is why they are perfect for eachover.

[aidens-ocean-galaxy]

headcanon that Rita wasn’t only a journalist but also a photographer and her and Bellatrix would take professional nudes and at one point recorded their own sex tape

[weirdnico]

folie à deux