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that-bitch-kat3 · 2 months

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“bella is a unique kind of crazy where you kind of have to admire her commitment to it.”

-sirius black attempting to explain his family to the marauders

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bellaxisworld · 2 months

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february 15, @jegulus-microfic prompt: poison. word count: 594

It started so slowly, Regulus barely noticed it happening. But bit by little bit, it did happen, and Regulus was screwed.

“Hiya, Reg,” James said, and Regulus nearly dropped his quill when he looked up at that beaming face. Bright, bright, bright smile, golden skin and golden boy sitting before him.

“Hi, James,” Reg said, ever so shy.

That greeting was the first moment that made Regulus’ stomach drop and fill with butterflies. He quickly pushed the feeling aside, though—James was a friend. James was pleasant, and friendly, and Regulus only felt very nice, very platonic feelings for James. So platonic.

The next moment was on the Quidditch pitch.

Regulus was walking with Barty who needed to get out of the dorms for a little while, and they found themselves by the pitch. There was already someone flying.

As soon as he noticed company, James flew down to ground level. He tipped an imaginary hat and, to Regulus’ horror, winked right at him.

Regulus’ feet stuttered and he almost tripped. Barty grabbed his arm and shot him a funny look.

Regulus was blushing furiously and waved weakly back at James. He chuckled and pushed up on his broom, shooting back up into the air.

Regulus was still steadfastly ignoring his body’s reactions to James. It didn’t mean anything. He loved James, sure, but that was all a very friendly feeling. James was a great friend! Everyone knew this. James was everyone’s friend.

It became so very, very hard for Regulus to continue ignoring this feeling in his chest, this great big mass of emotion hidden behind his ribs, when James came strutting into the library one afternoon, catching Regulus in a study session that he quickly lost track of.

“Regulus,” James started, blinding smile in place.

“James,” Regulus sighed. He pretended to hate that James was giving him attention but Regulus loved it. He was ridiculously greedy for any bit of James’ attention.

“Brought something for you,” James said, voice quiet. He held out a small cluster of colorful wildflowers held together by a ribbon.

Regulus blinked. “What?”

James’ smile was warm. “Flowers, Reg. For you.”

Regulus’ brain was short circuiting.

He quickly stood and grabbed James’ robes, yanking him into a deeper part of the library, between quiet stacks.

James looked just as confused as Regulus felt. “Um, Reg—”

“Quiet, Potter. What the hell is going on?”

He shook his head, eyes wide and bewildered. “I just wanted to bring you flowers—”

“Wrong. You're poisoning me,” Regulus waved his arms around in exaggeration. “You-You’re making me feel things and you’re pretty and now you’ve brought me flowers, and-and—”

James grinned widely, reaching out to catch one of Regulus' waving hands in his own. He squeezed his hand.

“Making you feel things, huh? Poisoning you?”

Regulus huffed in annoyance but his blush deepened. He didn’t pull his hand away. “Yes, It’s quite a nuisance, really.”

James chuckled. “You’re so mean to me,” and it was said with the fondest tone, full of affection.

“I should be meaner,” he grumbled.

But Regulus didn't resist when James tugged him forward against his chest. He felt full of flutters and warmth when James pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

“If I’m poisoning you then you're poisoning me. I'm full of all those awful feelings for you. Consider me throughly poisoned.”

Regulus had full on heart eyes as he looked up at James.

“Maybe being poisoned isn't so bad,” he reasoned.

“Nah,” James said, smile crooked and kind. “Not so bad if I get you.”

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booksmartstreetdummy · 19 days

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motherfuckingmaneater · 6 months

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Book Bellatrix is (part one):

Very tall. Taller than all three of the trio according to Harry when Hermione uses polyjuice to turn into her.

Quick. She’s able to stun four snatchers at once even when they’re in an uproar against her. They all ‘fell where they stood’ suggesting they didn’t even have time to stop her. Greyback is also restricted before he can even try to stop her and bound and kneeling at her feet.

Still very attractive after Azkaban again according to Harry despite that she makes his stomach lurch every time he looks at her.

Has ‘very long rippling black hair’ that’s not curly. It’s still rippling but now it’s become slightly coarse rather than silken and shiny like it was before Azkaban.

Bloodthirstier. She interrogates Griphook and when she’s satisfied with his answer she casually flicks her wand to cut him deep in the face then doesn’t even look back at him as he falls to his knees and screams in agony.

Thin. Not gaunt looking like she was right after her release from Azkaban but that’s part of why she’s so intimidating. She’s tall and thin.

Violent. She hit Ron across the face (just to get him to shut up) so hard his mouth was filled with blood and the sound was so loud it echoed around the room. She’s so violent it seems second nature.

Low (almost sultry) and disdainful in her baritone / voice. I always read her lines in Angelina’s Maleficent voice.

Not thin lipped! Just puts her lips into a line or purses her lips from time to time.

Feared and revered even amongst the goblins of gringots who ‘do not get involved in wizarding issues’.

Has an outright ‘malevolent aura’. So much so she’s never questioned or affronted. All along Diagon alley people were quickly stealing away from her to hide, too terrified of her to stick around.

Known to be closest to Voldemort even in public and non-pureblood circles.

Terrifying. She’s described as ‘frightening, mad’ when she’s screaming orders — so much so even her own sister who had been reluctant to do as she wants does so anyway. Even Fenrir Greyback is scared of her. When she finally releases him he ‘appeared too weary to approach her’ and would rather ‘prowl behind an armchair’ than get too close to Bellatrix.

Physically strong. Certainly strong enough to drag Hermione by her hair into the middle of the room. Strong enough to throw off Lucius’ attempt to grasp her and capture him herself in her grasp.

Ruthless. ‘If she dies under questioning, I’ll take you next. Blood traitor is next to mudblood in my book.’ Something she tells Ron after she’s hit him. She’s also incredibly calm when she’s being violent or hurting people. She doesn’t think twice on it.

A natural leader. She takes charge in most situations. She gives orders easily and she doesn’t care who she’s giving them to. She tells Draco to ‘move this scum outside. If you haven’t got the guts to finish them then leave them in the courtyard for me.’ When indicating to the snatchers she left unconscious.

#maneater 𓆗⋆｡˚ character study.#book Bellatrix is superior #canon Bellatrix is such a badass idk why fanon Bella is so popular #bellatrix black #bellatrix lestrange #bellatrix black lestrange #the most noble and ancient house of black #lord voldemort #harry potter and the deathly hollows #hp books #maneaters headcanons and studies

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softestaura · 4 months

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bella hadid for perfect magazine shot by bryce anderson. featuring specially made screen prints by corbin shaw, inspired by an image of debbie harry performing in 1978 wearing a poster torn from venue wall as a dress.

#bella hadid #corbin shaw #bryce anderson #perfect magazine #the perfect magazine #debbie harry

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incorrect-malfoys · 2 months

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Narcissa, trying to pull Lucius up from the side of a cliff: Lucius you’re too heavy, I can’t hang on!

Lucius: Pretend I’m your sister!

*Narcissa’s grip loosens*

Lucius: NOT BELLA NOT BELLA

#hp fandom #incorrect harry potter quotes #incorrect malfoys #malfoyfamily #lucius malfoy #narcissa malfoy #bellatrix lestrange #source: family guy #canonically it should probably be the other way round. but NOT BELLA is funnier

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enamoredwithbella · 4 months

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can you give me some suggestions for alternatives to “Y/N blushed”? It honestly didn’t occur to me in my past fics that saying that wasn’t inclusive and I want to fix it.

thank you :)

Personally I think say that reader blushed without including the color— eg. “blushed a bright pink” “their face turned a deep red” — is fine (sorry if I stated otherwise 😭)

Cause POC people still blush. Our faces still heat up. Whether it’s visible or not? That’s the question.

But if you still want alt ways here are some I’ve seen in fics.

“Their face felt hot”

“Their cheeks burned”

“Their cheeks heated”

“Their face warms”

“Their face flushed” (some people might be iffy on this one, personally I don’t have a problem)

I find any descriptors that don’t use color are neutral so it can work for everyone cause obviously some people can’t turn bright red :)

#writers of tumblr #x reader #angel messages 🪽✨#ellie williams x reader #bella ramsey x reader #percy jackson x reader #jj mayback x reader #hope mikaelson x reader #stiles stilinski x reader #peter parker x reader #harry potter x reader #anon 🍓

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svankmajerbaby · 3 months

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she's her own means of production!!! she's the mother and the child! she's the woman and the infant! shes the teacher and the student! she's innocence and experience all in one! shes a monster and is also infinitely human!!!!!!

#bella baxter #poor things 2023 #its my favorite movie now #it was just as amazing as i thought it would be #the ending is a bit sour and there's a whole discussion to be made #on how it treats deformities in godwins case and neurodivergence with bella and felicity #and also something about race probably.... how toinette and harry are in the end means in bellas journey #(just like the two older woman are)#and theres also a whole class and gender analysis to be done of course.....#but this movie has so many layers. its challenging and at the same time candid and striaghtforward #it has no ill intent only a desire to push everything and see what tips over and falls #i loved it i loved it i loved it i loved it

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tumbllr-girl-attempt · 1 year

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Evan Peters in interviews about seasons 1, 2 and 3 of American Horror Story

#evan peters #american horror story #ahs fandom #tate langdon #tate ahs #kit walker #kyle spencer #fashion #harry styles #one direction #2015 tumblr #louis tomlinson #kai ahs #bella hadid #harries #spotify

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daddiesdrarryy · 11 months

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Sirius: So, Prongs, tell me about your new crush!

James: I don’t think you’d like it

Sirius: What? That’s nonsense, I will like whoever you like. Reggie, tell James to tell me who he’s crushing on!

Regulus: I’d really prefer not to be involved in this

Sirius: Moony—

Remus: Seconded

Sirius: Fine! Alright, but could you just at least tell me a bit about them? What do they look like?

James: Okay, okay, well, they’re very attractive

Sirius: Is that it? What else?

James: They have black hair, which is really smooth to touch, I like their eyes, and the way they scrunch up their nose when I compliment them, I think they’re adorable

James: They’re on the Quidditch team, they’re a very good player, and they’re named after a star

Sirius: Oh, Prongs, I’m sorry

James: What?

Sirius: You know I’m dating Moony

James: …I do know that

Sirius: We’d be amazing together, come on, we’re already brilliant as best friends, but I love Moony

James: I also know that, what are you talking about?

Sirius: I’m talking about how you have a crush on me, Prongs

James: I don’t have a crush on you

Sirius: What?

James: I don’t have a crush on you, Pads

Sirius: If I’m not your crush, then who has black hair, plays in the Quidditch team and is named after a star?

Sirius: …

Sirius *gasps*: Oh my god, you have a crush on my cousin Bellatrix?

James: What?

Sirius: Reggie, can you believe this?

Regulus: Wow, no, I cannot

Sirius: Prongs, I’m sorry, but I don’t think you’re Bella’s type

James: What?

Remus: *sighs*

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nina-scribbles · 1 year

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I like to think that being a Black wasn’t all bad.

I like to think that they loved each-other, once.

#harry potter fanart #the black sisters #bellatrix black #Andromeda Black #narcissa black #Nina-Scribbles #young narcissa #young Bellatrix #young andromeda #this one is CHALK FULL OF SYMBOLISM lol #bellatrix lestrange #andromeda tonks #narcissa malfoy #Mostly cause i wanted this to be sweet but i also wanted them all to be wearing something to symbolize how they grow apart #For Narcissa it's obviously her engagement ring.#But Andromeda's is just a simple locket (to show her love isnt pricey or flashy)#and Bella ofc gets the most dramatic stuff including pearls (tradition)#The pinky meaning leadership and self confidence #and the middle meaning individuality #And ofc they're all surrounded by a green room (which aside from slytherin - green dye was made from arsenic back in the day. I.e poison.)#the Black family #Harry Potter art #Malfoy

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bellaxisworld · 2 months

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february 16 @jegulus-microfic prompt: tear. word count: 759

Regulus had been receiving love notes and love letters and letters of admiration from peers since fourth year when he’d come back to school with short hair and a mean look. He thought people simply admired him in a way that resembled desiring what you can never have—because he would never be theirs, and they would never be his. He was his own, whole entity without needing the validation of a romantic love.

That was, he thought this until he bumped into James Potter in the halls of his sixth year, and James went from boy-next-door to someone from Regulus’ very own fantasies.

Regulus’ brain quickly became a ball pit of thoughts about James Potter and James alone. He thought about James constantly, and he thought he was fucking ill. How could he let this happen? He was possessed by the divine being that was James.

And James wasn’t leaving Regulus alone.

It was bad enough that Regulus couldn’t avoid him in his own head, but now James was popping up everywhere. He made himself present wherever Regulus was, and it was driving him mad.

Because James was stunning, and Regulus was obsessed. He wanted James to push him up against a wall and kiss him senseless. He wanted to kick James and for James to look back at him with a gleam in his pretty, pretty brown eyes. He wanted James to wrap his arms around him and whisper sweet nothings in his ear(his arms were big and just the sight of them made Regulus weak in the knees). He wanted James, and James, and James and James and James and then everything was about James. Regulus wanted James.

And then James Potter began flirting with him.

It was subtle, at first. Just a cocky smirk when they talked, and a glance down at his lips. Then he made suggestive comments, calling Regulus pretty, and Regulus went to his dorm to bury his blushing face in a pillow. Then there was the arm touch, and that time Regulus stuttered on his words and dropped his books. James Potter made him a mess.

It didn’t help that when James knelt to pick up his books for him, he looked up at Regulus with big eyes and said this isn’t exactly how I pictured getting on my knees for you for the first time.

Then James got enough courage to ask Regulus out on a date, and Regulus was helpless. He said yes, acting reluctant, but he was sure James knew how desperate he was for him.

So, they were dating—and Regulus learned how very possessive James Potter was over the things he cared about, and he could not be more pleased about being included in that category. Regulus was profoundly and deeply happy with James, and he knew James owned him, heart, body, and soul, through and through, claimed by James Potter. Regulus would never complain about the possessive side of James, because it meant James was just as territorial over Regulus as he was over James. Mutually beneficial satisfaction.

James was sitting with Regulus during breakfast at the Slytherin table, and back-for-scheduled-programming, an owl dropped by with many pink and white and gold love letters and notes, addressed to one Regulus Black.

Regulus sighed and picked up his wand to incendio them when James’ hand snapped out to capture them. James looked shocked as he flicked through them, mystified by the sheer amount of admiration Reg received daily.

“You get these everyday?” he asked.

“Yes,” Regulus said. “I get rid of all of them.”

James scoffed, a mischief and fire lighting up his eyes. “Crazy,” he muttered, tearing up every single letter and scattering the scraps. “I’m going to tear up every one you get.”

Regulus rolled his eyes. “They’re stupid and silly notes, nothing to go crazy over—”

“Regulus,” James said, voice steady but firm. He turned Regulus’ face by grabbing his chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. James’ gaze was burning, and his jaw was set. He looked fierce like that, and Regulus felt overly warm. “You’re going to bring them to me and I’m going to tear up every single one. Understood?”

Regulus nodded, looking at him a bit dumbly.James smirked and fell forward, capturing and devouring Regulus in a kiss that was too obscene for the breakfast setting. He was making a statement, right there in the Great Hall in front of everyone. Regulus melted into him, mumbling against his lips, “Yeah, yes, please tear them up.”

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