#Bellatrix lestrange x reader

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Imagine being nervous to share your bed with Bellatrix.

You’re not sure why you’re nervous. It’s not as if Bellatrix has ever made you feel unsafe. Quite the opposite, really. She was intimidating, eccentric, but she’d never treated you badly.

Yet the bed feels too small with her in it, though it’s big enough for two. You sit on the edge, your back straight, hands fidgeting with the hem of your sleeve as if that will distract you from the way her dark eyes are watching you. She doesn’t speak, but you can feel her amusement. She always seems to know when you’re uneasy.

“Get in,” she finally says, voice smooth and sharp all at once. It’s not a request.

You swallow hard and do as you’re told, pulling the covers over yourself as though they’ll shield you from her scrutiny. She’s already lying back, one arm draped lazily behind her head, the other resting close enough to you that her fingertips brush your skin when you shift. The contact makes you flinch.

“What’s the matter,” she purrs, turning her head to look at you properly now. “Afraid I’ll bite?”

You don’t answer, though you know that’s exactly what she wants, a reaction. She always wants to see you squirm.

Bellatrix shifts closer, her breath warm against your ear. “Or is that what you want?”

Your pulse quickens, and you feel the heat rising in your cheeks. She laughs and rolls onto her side, her hand sliding up your arm, nails grazing skin just enough to make you shiver.

“You don’t have to be afraid of me,” she whispers.

You turn your head to face her, and the intensity in her gaze nearly knocks the air from your lungs. She’s too close now, her dark curls spilling across the pillow, her lips parted ever so slightly.

“Unless, of course,” she murmurs, “you like being afraid.”

And maybe you do. Maybe that’s what scares you the most. You like the unpredictability she brings. It keeps you on edge. She had you figured out before you did.

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[hotpinkboots]

Can you do Yandere Bellatrix Lestrange x very affectionate fem reader(like she always wants to give Bellatrix hugs and kisses) please.

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~"ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ"~

(Yandere!Bellatrix Lestrange x Fem!Affectionate!Reader Oneshot + Headcanons)

DARLING, I LOVE THIS REQUEST. I've always wanted to write a fic where the Reader is actually in love with her yandere rather than running away :> ty for the req!

Warning(s): Blood (like. eating it be careful if you're sensitive to this), Bellatrix murdered someone ofc, Bellatrix's knife, toxic relationship (but actually the most glorious evil lesbian power couple), yandere behavior (possessive, obsessive, all that stuff), Bellatrix herself is a warning, Minors DNI, Don't like it? Don't read it. You are responsible for your own content consumption.

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𝕭𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖝 breathed deeply. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears. The thrill of a triumphant chase filled her brain, her ego filling to the brim, on the brink of spilling out as an explosive burst of giggles and boasts. The stupid bastard who made eyes at you earlier was defeated. Her boots clicked on the ground quietly as she approached the body. She peeked over and nudged the person over with her foot. Bellatrix gave a disappointed mutter. They were already dead. She had hoped they might've still been alive long enough for her to see the expression on their face as they bled out.

The witch reached down and grabbed her dagger, tugging it a few times to tear it out of the flesh. A crooked grin grew on her lips as she examined the deep, thick crimson blood gleaming in the dim light. Bellatrix curiously dragged her finger down the blade. She stared at the blood that gathered under her nails and on her fingertips, before standing up and tilting her head to pop her fingers in her mouth to taste the iron flavor. It was hot and smooth on her tongue.

The sound of a heavy door being pulled open caused her to pause and glance over her shoulder. Her face suddenly lit up.

"Hello, love!" Bellatrix greeted in a sickeningly sweet tone, her eyes glazed over and absolutely enchanted by your mere existence.

You trotted up to your wife. "Hello," you returned sweetly. You paused and wrinkled your nose, your trot slowing to a reluctant walk, seeing Bellatrix's bloody hands and mouth. "Oh, you're a mess, my love," you frowned.

"No," Bellatrix retorted indignantly. She glanced down at herself. Her skirts were splattered with blood, her hands messy and stained red. "...Well..." She looked back up at you with a playful smile. "But you like it," Bellatrix added quickly. She knew you too well. You thought she was cute like this. You'd have to clean her up later because she'd refuse to do it herself. She'd kiss you and thank you for doing so. You'd end up cuddling one way or another. That's how nights like this always ended.

You huffed and approached her, lifting a hand to swipe the pad of your thumb across her bottom lip, picking up bits of splattered blood. You glanced down at the smeared blood on your thumb, before making eye contact with your beloved as you licked it off.

Bellatrix felt an excited thrill heat up her stomach as she watched your grotesque actions. Oh, she adored it when you played along with her insanity.

You lifted your hands to cup Bellatrix's cheeks. She murmured affectionately and puckered her lips for a kiss, to which you met her halfway.

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~She ADORES you.

~Bellatrix loves having you sit on her lap, whether you're taller or shorter than she is.

~Not even in a sexual way, she just loves hugging you. She'll aggressively kiss your shoulder and snuggle into you.

~Just as affectionate as you are.

~Loves kisses and demands them often.

~When YOU demand them she gets so riled up and instantly grabs you to smother you.

~You catch her staring at her with the most lovesick stare possible.

~you also catch her staring at you in the most freakishly obsessed way possible 😳

~When Bella has the time, she likes to just hold you for hours and murmur to you how much she loves you, the things she would do for you (which are endless)

~She's very happy that you're so affectionate! She's just as affectionate as you are. It can annoy others, whether from jealousy or from Bellatrix cooing at you to show you off for everyone to see.

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Brand New City

4. Art Is Dead

|| (Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader)

Series Masterlist Previous Chapter

Pairing: Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mean James

Word Count: 2.1k

P.S: I'm sorry it’s been awhile, going through writer's block :c Anywho, let me know what yall think!

“Y/N, darling? You look flush..” Cissa asks her, as the girl is falling into her breakfast. Cissa quickly props her up, feeling her head. “Oh you're going to need some Pepperup Potion, what happened?” The older girl pulls her up and supports her on the way to Madam Pomfrey. She thinks back to last night. 

—♡—

Running into James, her parchments and books fly everywhere. “Sorry, let me help you with tha-”, James’ eyes scans over who he bumped into, retracting his helping hand with a disgusted look.

“You look stupid down there, just where you belong.” He says with a sneer, glaring while she picks her books up.

Standing back up with her things in order, she asks, “What is your issue? No matter how nice I am to you, it's like I've cursed your bloodline with the way you're acting!”

“You're my problem! A Slytherin! How could you call yourself a good person being in that godforsaken house? Don't you know what your house is known for? What they did to my family?” He pours out to her, anger glistening on his face.

“I have don't nothing wrong! My family has done you no wrong. You hang out with my cousin for Merlin's sake! Why does my house make me different? Why do the colours I wear change your perspective?” She yells out, pent up anger spilling with every word.

He steps forward, getting in her face. “Your house, your people, hurt my family, my parents! You and your cult of Death Eaters! Have you no shame?” He huffs in her face, pushing her back.

“Well if you haven't noticed, I'm a muggle! Why would I tangle myself in those ideals? You're literally best friends with my cousin, who is also a muggle, if you haven't noticed!” She pushes back, trying to move away from the wall.

In a burst of impulse, James pulls his wand out, “Aguamenti”. A jet of water douses the girl, soaking her to the bone.

Before she can retaliate, the boy runs away, likely back to his common room. The water-drenched girl heads to the Dungeons, her own common room awaiting her after curfew.

Padding her wet feet into the dorm, she keeps quiet, in hopes of keeping her roommates asleep. 

She's too tired to run a bath, instead opting to change into her pyjamas and sleep with a tower on her pillow to dry her hair.

—♡—

“Oh look at you dear! Come sit on the bed, I'll fetch something to make you feel better.” Madam Pomfrey instructs, running off to her medicine cabinet.

Narcissa helps sit Y/N down, her shaking and shivering preventing her from denying help. “I'll tell your friend Remus so he can tell your professors that you can't come.” The sickly girl nods haphazardly.

The black haired girl leaves back to the Great Hall, making sure to tell Remus at the Gryffindor table before heading back to her own table.

Madam Pomfrey sends her off with a Pepperup Potion to her dorm, telling her to sleep away the cold. 

She wobbles and trips, using the wall as assistance back to the dungeons. Upon entering the common room, it's empty with the fireplace lit. The girl heads up to her dorm, drinking half of the vial.

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“Well what do you mean she's sick, Remus?” The redhead persists, not noticing any signs of the cold or flu yesterday.

“I'm not sure exactly, one of her friends told me so I could tell the professors, but that's it.” Remus picks up his bag from under the table, waiting for Lily to follow along to class.

“I guess it makes sense why she told you first, you share most classes with her… should we visit her after classes are over?” Lily asks, her eyes glossy, never having seen her cousin sick before.

Remus ponders, wondering if they should give her privacy today. “We'll see after class? Let her rest a bit.” The two part ways to their respective classes, Remus let's Professor Sprout know that Y/N can't attend.

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Madam Pomfrey had given the girl some Pepperup Potion, sending her down to the Slytherin dorms to get some rest, sending her Professors a notice for her absence. Pomfrey assumed the girl she came with, Narcissa, has already told some friends.

In bed, she feels worse than before, telling herself that you have to feel worse before you feel better,  which in hindsight, probably isn't the right mindset. She pulls the jumper tighter, puffing up her blanket more to get some warmth.

She shakes and shivers, restless and hungry, having not eaten as Cissa caught her right before she could grab breakfast when she sat down. That being said, she's too jello-like to fetch any food. Instead, praying that she'll be able to fall asleep soon.

Turning over to the nightstand, the girl rummages through the drawers, hoping to find any muggle pain killers she'd brought with her. Grabbing the case of painkillers and a small vial of night-time cough syrup, she takes it in hopes of feeling a little better, risking the unknown side effects of it being paired with a magical Potion.

Finally, thirty minutes later, the shivering stops and her mind at ease, falling asleep with a jumper on and two blankets resting on her. A dreamless nap overtakes her, soothing the girl mentally and physically.

—♡—

Severus had heard the news from Narcissa, gathered notes for her in the classes they shared, telling himself to visit her after classes are over. 

By lunchtime, Remus had told Lily, Sirius, and a boy named Peter who had recently joined their little group of friends. James had heard through Lily, a twinge of guilt was felt in his stomach, seeing Lily worried for her cousin. He stuck to his act as a comforting friend for Lily, not wanting to see her too worked up over it, knowing he caused the girl to feel sick.

Sirius and Lily had shoved small snacks into their pockets, waiting to visit Y/N after class, while Remus took notes for her in class, grabbing a book he thinks she'll like from his collection. The three Gryffindors meet up in front of the Slytherin common room, now a little stumped as they don't know the password.

“What are you lot doing standing like duc- Ow!” Lucius gets a good smack on the arms from Narcissa. “Here to see Y/N? I'll let you in.” Cissa says with a charming smile. She looks to the portrait, “Anguis”, the portrait opens up, revealing the common room.

Cissa drops Lucius at the couch, then looking towards the red-robed kids. “Come on then. I'll take you to our room.” She grabs Lily's hand and walks to the girls dorms, the two boys following suite.

Pushing the door open, the sound of gentle, yet disturbed snoring filled the room, like something was blocking her nose. They pile into the room, approaching her sleeping form. Cissa opens the door, hearing a knock.

Severus walks in, parchments in hand, scanning the room of its guests, eyes landing on Lily. “Oh Severus! It's so good to see you.” The red-head says, not having seen him in a while. The Raven haired boy smiles, then greets her. 

“Have you taken notes then? I think you're in some classes that I don't have with her, do you think we could combine notes then?” Remus says to him, seeing the stack of parchments the Slytherin boy carries. 

“Some notes are overlapping, but I think we've got everything.” Severus tells Lupin, knowing they have one or two classes together. They sort through both piles, placing them carefully on her desk.

“Do you think we should let her sleep? Don't want to wake her up..” Lily says to Narcissa, wanting her opinion. “Honestly, I think she's slept about three or four hours now.. We should let her sleep more, heard her rustling in bed all night.”

The older girl let's them stay a little bit to leave some snacks for her, Sirius had munched a little through his during class, so it was mainly Lily who put some food on the bed-side table. They leave her dorm, thanking Narcissa for letting them in.

Cissa toddles back to Lucius, “They're not that bad, you know?” The blonde headed boy scoffs, rolling his eyes at her statement, going back to reading his book. 

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Feeling terribly warm, being covered and layers of heat, she wakes up sweating, pulling off blankets and jumpers in the hopes of feeling coolness on her skin. Panning around the room, she spots a bun with some spreads. a teeny jar of strawberry marmalade and butter.

It's just past the evening, still an hour or two before dinner. She gladly takes the bun, not having eaten since dinner last night. As she munches, she looks at the desk, seeing a stack of parchments. 

Getting up, the girl surveys the parchments flipping through, obviously being done by two different people. Skimming through the notes and titles, she realises it's class notes. Recognising Severus’ cursive, yet not being able to pinpoint the other person's handwriting, yet still feeling a sense of familiarity.

She goes back to the bed-side table, finishing up the rest of the Pepperup Potion- oddly tasting like strawberry cough syrup.

Bella enters quietly, unsure if the ill girl was still asleep. Gazing at the bed, the curly-haired girl perks up, “Darling, how do you feel? Cissy told me you weren't doing too well..” Y/N smiles, grateful she has people who care, like Cissa and Bella.

“I think it was just a small fever, feel almost better now.. D'you know who left these?” She says, referring to the snacks and parchments. “Cissy said she let your Gryffindor friends visit, plus Severus!” Bella responds, not being in the room when they visited.

The girl hums in acknowledgement, a sort of warmth spreading through her chest at the thought of her friends. Although, the reminder of the red house gives her a bad taste, thinking of how she got sick in the first place.

“What time is it? S'it time for dinner yet?” She pouts, still terribly hungry after munching the small bun. Bella nods and grabs her hand, pulling her to the Great Hall.

—♡—

“Now, you look much better than this morning! Keep this extra potion just in case you feel a little tingle of the cold left, right dear?” Madame Pomfrey hands her a small vial for safe keeping. She thanks the nurse, heading back to her dorm.

Travelling through the halls, a few students still linger before curfew, chit chatting with their friends. Behind her, someone calls out for the girl, “Hey! Did you get the parchments?” Remus, looking oddly dishevelled, says.

“It was you! I did, thank you so much by the way, don't know how I would've know about Uric the Oddball… Are you alright?” She points out how in a hurry he looks.

He shrugs it off, attributing it to a late night jog. “You look much better, glad you're doing well.” Y/N chuckles, thanking him once again for the notes. They quickly catch up about the day, Remus telling her about Sirius’ newest adventures.

Remus looks at his watch, his eyebrows pinching a little, “You better head to the dungeons, curfew is about to hit. Have a goodnight Y/N” Remus quickly says, rushing off.

Confused by his behaviour, the Slytherin instead chooses to think about how he wrote the notes for her.. her cheeks flush pink at the thought! Would he think she's slacking off just because she's sick? How troublesome. She goes back to the dorms, promising herself to study the topics before tomorrow's classes.

Briskly walking back to her dorm, she doesn't want to have another encounter with Potter, fearing he'll make her more than just sick. She ponders on what he said last night. ‘Death Eaters?’ What would make him think that she, a muggle born, would be a Death Eater?

Reaching the common room, she sees Lucius and Narcissa first. Plopping down, Lucius tells her the newest drama of the Slug Club, how terribly artificial the cherry pudding tasted. She laughs, finding his choice of topic amusing. 

Spotting a long, raven-haired boy, she greets Severus, thanking him greatly for the potions notes. “S’not like you needed them.” The boy snaps back. In turn, she pats his shoulder, returning to her dorm to get some studying done. He waves her off, going back to his book. But deep down, he feels his head go lighter at her recognition…

[keanusbabydoll]

make up sex

paring: bellatrix lestrange x fem!reader

warnings: 18+ content, toxic relationship, smut, soft!bella, mentions of torture, fingering, slight overstimulation, cunnilingus, mommy kink, age gap relationship (reader is 18, bella is in her late 30s), softdom!bella

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and again you’re sitting in your room at the malfoy manor, balling out your eyes because of her. bellatrix lestrange. your girlfriend.

by now you’re not only crying because you’re sad, no. it’s the frustration and anger you feel towards her already. this is the fourth time now she completely ignored, taunted and even hurt you during a meeting with the death eaters and the dark lord of course. you simply can’t describe how angry all that makes you, neither do you understand her sick behavior.

in your opinion she’s too blended by the dark lord. it doesn’t matter what he asks of her, she won’t spend a single thought before doing it immediately. she practically follows him around like a fucking dog. and today it definitely went too far.

you became a death eater a few weeks ago and that not by wish. you were forced and it not only broke you but also affects your mental health badly. however, the dark lord has given you a task, which required to murder your best friends, ron and hermione, because they’re destroying his plan to kill harry potter. and obviously he chose you to act out the deed as you’re still attending hogwarts and you’re the closest to them from all death eaters.

but of course you couldn’t do it. you didn’t have the heart to kill your best friends. they’re practically like siblings to you and if you would have done it, you would have never recovered from that.

so, you didn’t follow the dark lords commands, and of course you knew that he would find out about it very quickly and that this wouldn’t end good. every death eater that doesn’t oblige the dark lord’s wishes, serves a harsh punishment. and today you were the one.

you begged him for forgiveness, promised him that something like that would never happen again. but he didn’t show mercy. and to make it even worse for you, he chose bellatrix to be the one to torture you. unfortunately he knows about your relationship and he knew that it would hurt you even more if bellatrix punishes you.

and you can’t explain how you felt in that moment. the betrayal, angst, anger, everything just came crashing down. the tears that were prickling in your eyes when bella stood up from her seat, went over to you and roughly threw you on the floor and cursed you with the torture spell, crucio, in front of everyone. and all that without hesitation. even narcissa, her sister, was shocked and tried to talk her out of it. but nothing made her change her mind, not even your cry’s and begs.

that really broke you. merlin, she’s your own fucking girlfriend. and it’s not like she doesn’t know that you hate the way she behaves towards you when you’re around voldemort. you guys had multiple arguments about that topic, where you told her how you felt and what you expect from her. but it seems like she never really took it seriously and just didn’t give a fuck about your opinion.

soft sobs leave your mouth and you hug your thighs tighter. you really don’t want to continue this way. you can’t bear all that any longer.

a loud knock on your door, pulls you out of your thoughts and look up. “what?” you ask with a shaky but annoyed voice. you honestly just want to be alone right now.

“baby, it’s me. i’m really sorry, can i please come in?” the sound of your girlfriends voice rings through your ears.

“no bella, go away.” you mumble before you burry your face in your knees again.

a frustrated sigh slips past your lips when you hear your door open. what does she not understand? you do not have the power to see her or speak to her right now.

you lift your head and start to cry again when you see her standing in front of you.

“just leave bella. i don’t want to talk to you.” you whisper, eyes pleading her to just listen to you once. but of course she doesn’t give you this satisfaction.

as she sees your red puffy eyes and swollen trembling lips, she immediately walks over to your side of the bed, sitting down next to you. even if it doesn’t seem like it, but seeing you in such a state breaks her. bella loves you more than anything, even when she doesn’t act like it directly.

“y/n, listen, i’m so sorry. i shouldn’t have done that.” she states, sadness latching from her voice. you just look at her with a blank stare, a chuckle almost threatening to leave your mouth.

“that’s what you always say bella.”

“no y/n, i mean it. really.” she places her wand down and scoots closer to you but before she can touch you, you shift further away from her. bella frowns in reply and looks at you with soft eyes.

you shake your head in disbelief, wipe your tears forcefully away and sit up straight. does she actually think you’re stupid? it’s always the same. she hurts you in any way possible, then she crawls back to you, apologizing and you idiot always forgive her. and then everything starts again. but not this time. you can’t and won’t put up with that any longer, simply because of the sake of your mental health.

with gritted teeth and hate filled eyes you turn your head to look at her. “do you really think that i’ll continue like this? don’t you notice that it’s always the same? and merlin, what the fuck have you thought bella. torturing me in front of everyone without any hesitation? me, your girlfriend? do you have any idea how i’m feeling?” you hiss at her sharply, not being able to contain your anger and frustration anymore.

you catch her face dropping at your words, a sad expression covers it now. she nervously fiddles with her fingers and looks down to her lap.

as she remains silent you huff out and turn to face the wall next to you. “just as i thought.” you whisper.

your brows furrow when you hear quiet sniffs next you. once again you turn around and are almost shocked when you see bellatrix crying. this is the first time ever you witness her crying. she was never one to show her feelings or her soft side, not even in your presence.

but nevertheless, she shouldn’t be the one who’s crying. you didn’t hurt her in any way. it was just her who failed to be a good girlfriend.

her glossy eyes wander up to yours and she pouts. “please y/n i beg you. forgive me one more time. i promise you, i’ll never do something like that again. see, i talked with narcissa because i didn’t know what to do. i feel so fucking awful for how i treated you and i realize that all just now. how much you really mean to me. you’re the only person i ever truly loved and i hate myself for being such a bitch towards you. please, i’ll make it up to you.” the witch pours out her heart, completely vulnerable right now.

when you don’t reply she shoots up and grabs your hand before you can snatch it away.

“please say something baby. i love you.” her voice is barley above a whisper and you close your eyes for a second. seeing her in such a form and hearing her talking in that way kind of shocks you. as mentioned before, you never saw her in that manner before. and to be honest you think that she actually means it this time. or else she wouldn’t be acting like this.

“it’s okay bella, i get it. but please, don’t you ever do something like that again. i’m serious.” you finally answer her, voice much softer and understanding now.

bellatrix’s eyes lighten up in happiness and relief and she almost squeals out.

“thank you baby. i can’t tell you how sorry i am.” the witch pulls you into a hug and squeezes you tightly. you smile in reply and hug her back. doesn’t matter what she does, she’ll always make you happy and smile. she’s the woman you love.

bella pulls away from your embrace and stares at you with sparkling eyes. “but let me make it up to you. please.”

you smirk at her, knowing exactly what she’s referring to. “yes… mommy.” is all you have to say before she almost jumps on top of you and gets herself comfortable on your lap. she brushes a few strands of your hair behind your ears and puts her hands on your cheeks before smashing her lips on yours. your hands grip her waist as you return each of her kisses with equal favor. as a moan slips past your lips, bella doesn’t hesitate and sticks her tongue into your mouth, exploring every bit of it with her tongue.

the both of you fight for dominance, which bella wins with no question. a muffled whine comes from her as he starts to grind her hips against yours, your clothed clits rubbing against each other deliciously. your core starts to ache already, needing to feel more of her. with a moan you break the kiss and breath out. “i need you bella, please.”

she grins at you wickedly and leans over to grab her wand from the bedside table. with a wave of her wrist, all your clothes are gone in a blink of an eye. “whatever you want kitten.” she purrs before she tosses her wand away again and bends down to suck on your neck. you quietly whimper out as she licks on your soft skin. slowly, her lips wander down to your collarbone and to the swell of your breasts, leaving a trail of purple turning hickies. when her mouth finally wraps around your right nipple and her hands roam over your whole body, your heart skips a beat.

it doesn’t matter how many times you have sex, you always get excited at the thought of her pleasuring you and feeling her cold hands on you.

your fingers tangle in her hair and you slightly lift your hips trying to sign her that you need to feel her on your pussy. obviously she gets it, but she takes her time with you, worshipping your whole body. bella’s hands caress your curves, memorizing every inch of her beloved’s body.

the witch releases your hardened bud before she focuses her attention on your other one, gently licking it, then biting down on it harshly, eliciting a sharp hiss from you. “bellaaa! please.”

she pulls away from your nipple and looks up at you with a smirk. “my little impatient pet.” she chirps. her hands start to knead and squeeze your tits harshly while she gets off your lap and settles in right between your plush thighs. her tongue licks its way down your belly, loving the taste of your skin. her hands follow her tongue and they wrap around the inside of your thighs, pushing them open as wide as possible.

you let out a frustrated sigh and throw your head back. if she doesn’t fuck you now any minute you’ll go insane, your walls are already clenching around nothing, desperately wanting to feel her long fingers pushing them open.

without you knowing, bellatrix just read your thoughts and chuckles darkly to herself. before even completely realizing it -too lost in your own thoughts- , the witch lines up two of her fingers with your already wet dripping entrance and pushes them knuckle deep inside of you with ease. a surprised whine falls from your lips as you finally get to feel her. the world outside ceased to exist, leaving only the two of them and the overwhelming lust they're feeling.

“you’re so wet baby.” she almost groans out, as she scissors her fingers against your warm, velvety walls, just loving the feeling of them.

“just for you mommy.” you reply breathlessly and prop up on your elbows, making eye contact with your girlfriend.

without breaking your intense stare, bella begins to slowly pump her fingers in and out of your hole, not daring to give any attention to that special spot, intentionally teasing you. you huff out and throw your head back in annoyance. “i thought you wanted to make it up to me.”

“who said i didn’t?” she taunts you with an evil grin.

you look back down at her, opening your mouth to say something but before you are able to let out a single word, she suddenly curls up her fingers, pressing them hard into your sweet spot. your breathing stocks at the jolts of pleasure this is sending through your body and you whimper out.

bella smirks to herself proudly as she starts to roughly thrust up her fingers against that spot that makes you see stars. a loud whine rings in bella's ears, making her go just faster in reply. she looks up at you with hungry eyes, loosing herself completely as she watches you fall to pieces just because of her. there's nothing else she loves more than pleasing you and seeing you quiver under her. you are hers and only hers.

the squelching sounds and the intense smell of hot passionate sex that fills the room, makes your mind spinning, loosing yourself in the pleasure she's giving to you.

"look at you, taking it so good for mommy." your girlfriend moans out as she starts to kiss up and down the inside of your thigh, her aggressive pace never stopping. you barely nod your head in reply, as your eyes wander further down to where she's pounding your poor cunt in an inhuman way.

her face distances from your plush flesh and she sends you one last mischievous look before she dips down her head for her tongue to lick a slow strip up your folds to your sensitive bud with a small hum. that simple contact on your clit makes your whole body shudder and you have to lay back down. you feel her smile against your pussy because of your reaction and lets the tip of her tongue flick expertly over your small bundle of nerves. you press your eyes tightly shut and whimper out at the intense sensation.

with the intense thrusting of her fingers and the indescribable feeling on your clit, you can feel your orgasm slowly build up. bella notices this as well, simply because of your body language and how hard your walls are clamping down on her digits. your whines and cry’s rattle against the black colored moans and your left hand grips the duvets beneath you tightly, needing something to hold onto.

the witch lifts her head from your in spit glistening cunt and admires her work for a second. the loss of contact makes you look up to her and your breath stocks a for a moment when you see her spitting on your pussy, before capturing your clit again.

“oh my god, bella!” a scream leaves you mouth as you’re on the verge of cumming, your abdomen tickling deliciously. bella hums feverishly against your cunt in reply, sending shock waves through your whole body.

“i’m gonna cum!” you sharply spit out, arching your back off the bed in ecstasy. again, she hums approvingly and with her free hand, bellatrix holds one of your thighs spread open, before she suddenly starts to suck on your clit uncontrollably, sending you straight over the edge. a deafening noise falls from your lips as you feel your orgasm crash through your whole form.

your girlfriend fucks you roughly through your orgasm, letting you ride it out to its highest. you let out a string of whimpers in discomfort as bella continues to stimulate you, even after your orgasm already faded, the intense feeling being too much.

“please stop bella.” you choke out and begin to trash around uncomfortably.

she lets out a muffled chuckle before she finally pulls away from your shaking form, sliding her fingers out of you slowly.

you close your eyes, trying hard to catch your breath while you lay there completely still, body aching from your intense fuck.

“oh you did so good my little pet. so, so good.” bella praises you in a high pitched voice, planting kisses on your lower belly and thighs. you smile at her being such a sweetheart with you, usually she wouldn’t be that soft, but you’re her exception. only you.

bella removes herself from your thighs and crawls up to you, pressing her body to yours. you turn to your side to take a proper look at her, admiring her beautiful features.

you both lay there in comfortable silence, her hand caressing your exposed skin lovingly and she whispers sweet little nothings into your ear. "I love you y/n. I promise that we'll get through all this. together."

"I know. I love you too." you whisper, snuggling closer to her.

a soft hum leaves her, before the both of you drift off in a deep slumber.

[pinkcutiepiee]

Betrayal. [Bellatrix x reader]

prompt: “You can’t do this! Not to me!” [this list]

masterlist | request rules | requests are open

warnings: is bellatrix a warning??? idk? other than that none.

word count: 383

(A/N): wanted to practice something a little more angsty, but not really sure how angsty it turned out, so apologies in advanced!! please feel free to request more fluffy prompts/ideas with bellatrix if anyone wants any!! also not proofread, as per usual!!

One of the many things that Bellatrix Lestrange did not like, was losing or being outsmarted. And muggles, and mudbloods. So what do you get when you get all of those mixed? Probably the closest thing to hell on Earth - at least in your personal experience.

You were smart - she gave you that much credit for this entire situation. You completely manipulated her into believing your every word. Had you used some spell or curse to fool her into trusting everything that you spoke? Or was she stupid enough to fall for your charm and wit, she thought. Neither seemed possible, she tried to convince herself - she thought better of herself than that. Had she really been fooled by a half-blood, of all people? That made the blow 10x worse.

"You can't do this! Not to me!" she screamed, her wand still held up towards you - waiting eagerly to cast a curse. Bella just had not yet thought of the best one to use. Was it best to kill you instantly? Torture you? Or let the Dark Lord decide. She was certain that he would feel equally as, if not more, betrayed than she does when he finds out.

"Oh, but I did," you respond, your wand also awaiting a spell to be cast. Anybody else would be fearful in your current position. Finding yourself face-to-face with Bellatrix Lestrange is not something that most people would like to ever experience, knowing that she could and would kill you without a second thought. Especially as a half-blood. And somebody who betrayed her trust.

"You tricked me. Fooled me into thinking you were helping us bring the boy to the Dark Lord. But you were helping him. Nobody fools me - you filthy half-blood!" she hisses - her anger more evident than ever in those last four words.

"Bella, you simply just don't understand, it was just so easy," it was a lie, it was one of the hardest things you've ever had to do. You were stalling, knowing that the rest of the Order would be here shortly. You were willing to wait. Attempt to distract her, at least till they arrived.

The only problem was - you weren't sure how much longer she would hold off for. She looked as if she would snap any second.

[miloscozycorner]

𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬.

Carer!Bellatrix Lestrange w/ Carer!Narcissa Malfoy x Little!Reader

• After your graduation, Narcissa decides to make you a special treat to celebrate. Bellatrix sneaks a bite too!

cw: age regression

(923 words)

@sunflowerandsunshinebaby I really hope you enjoy this! >0<

Soft, slender fingers combed through your hair while your eyes fluttered. You heard gentle humming slow down, and you forced your eyes to open in annoyance when the fingers in your hair paused.

Bellatrix.

“Hi, pet. You must have been tired.” She commented with a smile, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. “We came back from graduation lunch and you knocked right out when I started to read, dearie.”

You rubbed your eyes, stretching your legs with a yawn and sitting up on the plush sofa. “Where’s Cissa?” You managed to grumble, your vision finally adjusting to the light.

The gentle hand on your head moved away as Bellatrix stood. With a laugh, she took your hand and helped you up. “She’s baking you a surprise, bunny. We’ve both been so proud of you today. And you deserve lots of treats for being such a smart little thing.”

Heat rose to your cheeks at the praise, and you stared downwards at your feet while you shuffled. “Thank you, bumble.” You replied, allowing her to give you a quick hug before pulling into your hand.

“You don’t have to thank me. You’re the one who worked so hard.” Bellatrix replied. She swung your hands together as you walked, her thumb rubbed over your own.

The scent of brownies started to waft in the air as you neared the kitchen, and your stomach gave a loud grumble in response.

“Sounds like I have a hungry little thing on my hands- the perfect time for a treat then, no?” Bellatrix teased, and before you could reply, you were greeted by the side of Narcissa placing down a pan.

“I see our bubby decided it was time to join us, hm?” Narcissa teased, raising a brow. “Mummy almost thought my tiny goose would sleep forever!” She exclaimed as she walked up to you, placing a hand on the small of your back and guiding you to the counter stool or the kitchen island.

Giggles escaped your lips as you sat, squirming a bit in your seat while Bellatrix sat right next to you. “Mummy baked it all yourself?” You asked excitedly.

Narcissa and Bellatrix had never been bakers, by any means. They had grown up used to elves doing it for them, finding it almost beneath them to do so. But when they met you, everything in their lives changed.

So when you squeaked and babbled about baking with your bumblebee and mummy, how could they say no? (Even if it did, admittedly, make quite the mess.)

“Brownies!” You squealed, clapping your hands when Narcissa grabbed some plates and batted Bellatrix’s hand away from the leftover bowl with lingering batter.

“Bella! Sometimes I think you’re the little one, hm?” She scolded, raising a brow while you giggled.

Bellatrix retracted her hand with a huff, slightly embarrassed to be scolded in front of you. “The batter is good! Don’t you agree, pet?” She asked, tilting her head to look at you; while you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing at the pair.

“Bumblebee’s right.” You reasoned with a chirp, watching Narcissa tut and shake her head while she put a brownie on three plates.

Quickly, you dipped your fingers to the sides of the bowl and scrapped the extra batter, licking it off while Narcissa rolled her eyes. “Dearie, the cooked brownie is right there.” She scolded.

Bellatrix laughed while you shrugged your shoulders, taking a bite. “So yummy!” You exclaimed after swallowing it, clapping your hands and letting Bellatrix pinch your cheek while she cooed at you.

“My pet likes it, I presume?” She replied fondly, taking off a piece of her own treat before turning to Narcissa. “Cissy, I didn’t know you got so good at baking.”

Narcissa sat down next to you, tilting her head to see her sister. “Well I am quite the talented baker. Isn’t that right, lovie?”

You flushed when Narcissa glanced over at you, fluffing up your hair. You ducked away from the hand in embarrassment, trying to hide your face.

“Oh don’t be shy, darling.” Narcissa cooed, peering at you and holding up your brownie. “Take a bite and look at mummy, you silly thing.”

You ducked your face while you took another bite, your face lighting up as you swallowed. “It’s really good! Love it.” You babbled happily, holding up the sweet treat while Narcissa laughed.

Bellatrix wiped a crumb off your mouth with the pad of her thumb, mumbling. “Such messy little thing.”

“Bumble!” You retorted, batting a hand away. “I’m not messy.” Your voice turned into a grumble; but Bellatrix’s laughter only grew.

“Honestly Bella, all you do is tease the little goose.” Narcissa added, booping your nose. “But maybe you should help mummy next time, hm?”

Bellatrix was quick to speak before you could, “Last time I swore our kitchen floor was more flour than it was tile.”

“Not fair!” You quickly argued, frowning. “Bumble is just as messy-”

“Come on you too, knock it off.” Narcissa finally cut in.

As the three of you relaxed in the warmly lit kitchen, you felt your stomach grow full and your head begin to fuzz.

Because everything with them was warm. Safe. Cosy. You hoped the feeling in your chest would never end, that you could always stay between them and feel that comforting weight.

And with them, it never would. They were your bumblebee and your mummy, and you knew that no matter what; after graduation, after a first job, after a long day, they were there.

[backupdarlin]

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~"Lipstick"~

(Bellatrix Lestrange x Fem!Reader Oneshot)

I bought a lipstick that I decided I disliked and as I was taking it off. I thought of this. genius. thank you brain

Summary: Bellatrix decides to "redo your lipstick" for you (KISSING!!! WOOOO), this is SUPER cute so expect fluff, possibly the cutest thing I've ever written

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Bellatrix watched you with an unnervingly blank stare. Her eyes followed you in any direction you moved. You had been minding your business, speaking in a hushed voice with the other Death Eaters, while Bellatrix sat still in the corner of the room, back against the wall and legs spread out in front of her. You'd think it looked silly if she weren't staring at you like she either didn't have a single thought in her head, or like she was about to challenge you to duel to the death.

You avoided eye contact as best you could, and after 20 minutes, you decided to challenge her by staring back- which was a stupid move, as anyone who had a brain would agree, but you just had to muster the courage to ask her why she was staring at you. "Why are-"

"Your lipstick looks terrible today."

She cut you off instantly the moment you spoke two words, her voice was blunt and irritatingly flat. Bellatrix was known to be terribly unpredictable, but she rarely was just so emotionless. The others snickered behind your back.

Your jaw dropped and you blinked, a little scoff of amusement and exasperation escaping you. "Wow-"

"Let me fix it."

Absolutely not! You thought instantly, shaking your head and automatically stepping back, a hand to your chest in surprise. "No thanks-" You shut up and backed up further as Bellatrix sprung up from her spot in the corner and began taking sharp little steps towards you, stopping every now and then to watch you panic a bit.

And yet, you couldn't help but giggle, both nervously and genuinely. She was funny. Her sudden little playful grin was funny, too. Would you die? Maybe, but at least she was entertaining.

What you didn't know was that Bellatrix was trying to make you giggle. She liked you.

While you wanted to run upstairs squealing out of both fear and flustered excitement (perhaps to get her to chase you, which she happily would've done), you didn't want to look like a Hufflepuff idiot in her 7th year. So, you cowered away a bit by tucking your arms at your chest, your fingertips resting on your jawline. You looked just as intimidated as you felt. But you were smiling.

Bellatrix felt a little thrill of delight go through her. Not the cruel, violent thrill she got just before a kill, but the innocent sort of thrill you get by flustering the lady you fancy. "Look at me," she coaxed playfully, nudging your cheek.

You turned your head in her direction, but your eyes stayed far away from her, unable to make eye contact. A delighted, shy little upsidedown smile gracing your face.

She's cute, thought Bellatrix, internally swooning over you. "Just as I thought. Here."

She leaned in and pecked you on the lips.

You gave an instant squeal of surprise and jerked away. "Bellatrix!-"

"Wait, wait, it didn't work!" Bellatrix fussed with a laugh, pulling you in by the shoulders to kiss you again. And again. And again. You were laughing hard, and Bellatrix adored your big smile.

"There, look!- Oh, it's everywhere," she snorted in amusement. Her intention was to kiss you until her lipstick had rubbed off on you so you matched with her, but she missed a few times and it had smeared messily.

"What! What's everywhere?!" You asked breathlessly, your entire expression lit up in joy.

You had no idea how silly and cute you looked with a big smile on your face and Bellatrix's lipstick smeared across your cheek and chin.

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I THINK THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE THINGS THAT I'VE WRITTEN AAAA

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~Love, HotPinkBoots

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[cissyenthusiast010155]

Puppy Play Kink with Bellatrix Lestrange ~Kinktober 2023

Happy October 29th!!! Third to last day! 💜🎃 The kink of the day is a Puppy Play Kink. With the one and only witch, Bellatrix Lestrange. Enjoy!! 🖤💋

Previous Day <—found here!

Kinktober 2023 <—Here!!

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, Puppy Play Kink, eating out, praise, pet names, light hair pulling, implied praise kink, more implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

The crazy haired brunette groaned and dramatically shut the door to her room in the Malfoy Manor. She had just finished yet another Death Eater meeting, which nowadays seemed to be all the time and go on forever.

Bellatrix had reached out to you and instructed you to come over to the Manor and wait for her in her private quarters. So you did exactly that. And you ended up waiting for quite a while…

“So borrrrring…!!” Bellatrix exclaimed, rolling her r for the extra flair.

She immediately began to disrobe her many layers. You simply sat on the bed and watched, eyes wide.

“Don’t sit around, pup!” The brunette snapped, “Strip!”

Your eyes widened even more and you nodded, immediately getting up and stripping off all of your clothing. Bellatrix hummed in satisfaction at you obeying her instantly.

“Didn’t mean to snap, pup” she hummed, as she finished taking off her clothing, now left in her stylish undergarments, “Had a long day…”

“Iss okay” you whispered with a nod.

You then stood before Bellatrix, in nothing. You stared at her undergarments, her signature black corset bra and black knickers. Her in nothing but her undergarments always made you needy.

The woman then came over to you, invading your personal space. She suddenly grabbed your chin, holding it tightly and examining you.

“My pretty puppy…” the crazy haired brunette mused aloud, tilting her head, “Make me feel better” she told you.

You nodded immediately and eagerly. Bellatrix then plopped herself on the bed against the headboard and opened her legs. You scurried onto the bed and in between the woman’s legs.

“Your knickers?” You asked.

“Go around them, pup…” Bellatrix sighed, waving her hand away showing it wasn’t a big deal.

“Ok” you said, nodding in understanding.

With one finger, you hooked her knickers and dragged them to the side. Her slick cunt revealed itself to you, and you quickly latched your tongue around her sensitive bundle of nerves.

The woman hummed out and groaned in pleasure. You then switched to tonguing through her folds. Her hands tightening on the arm chair, and one of her hands quickly found their home in your scalp, pushing you even deeper into her sex.

“Such a good pup…” Bellatrix moaned out, as you ate her out.

You moaned into her cunt at the sound of her praise.

“Fuckin Hell—So well trained…!!” The brunette moaned loudly, throwing her head back in pleasure.

You squirmed in your spot as her praise made you even more desperate and slick. You added your thumb to her clit, as well as your tongue fucking her cunt. Bellatrix’s eyes rolled back in pleasure, and she came minutes later, hissing loudly as she came.

“Fuck good pupsssssss—!!!” Bellatrix hissed, grabbing your hair tightly through her high.

You helped the woman through her high, and then you leaned back up. You looked up at the woman with her cum all over your face.

“My puppy looks best covered in my cum…” Bellatrix wickedly cooed.

You blushed.

“Let’s make you even more messy, pup!” She exclaimed, scooping you up and literally throwing you on the bed.

You yelped in surprise, but you couldn’t wait for what she had planned next…

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Next Day <—Innocence Kink!!

Bellatrix Lestrange Masterlist

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

[imtotallylexie]

Introduction

Hello everyone! My name's Lexie. I'm going to be writing on here, mostly just oneshots and maybe headcanons. Most of my work will be wlw and fem!pov, as i am a girl, but i can make other gender readers if requested.

Please send requestsss!!

Here's a list of what fandoms, and who i'm writing for:

Wednesday:

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Bianca Barclay

Marilyn Thornhill

Larissa Weems

School for Good and Evil (movie):

Lady Lesso

Clarissa Dovey

Dark Shadows:

Angelique Bouchard

Dr. Julia Hoffman

Elizabeth Collins

Sweeney Todd:

Nellie Lovett

Judge Turpin

Yellowjackets:

Misty Quigley (teen/adult)

Natalie Scatorccio (adult)

Shauna Shipman/Sadecki (adult)

(I've only watched s1, starting s2, so keep that in mind)

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children (MPHFPC):

Miss Peregrine (book/movie)

Emma Bloom (book)

Barbie (movie):

Barbie

Weird Barbie

These, i know a little less about, but will still write for:

Bridgerton:

Violet Bridgerton

Francesca Bridgerton

Eloise Bridgerton

Lady Agatha Danbury

Wicked (movie):

Elphaba Thropp

Glinda Upland

Madame Morrible

Lucifer (Netflix):

Charlotte Richards

Ella Lopez

Chloe Decker

Harry Potter:

Bellatrix Lestrange

Narcissa Malfoy

Walburga Black

(You can request others too, but i might not do them)

Again, send requests please! Thanks for reading!

[damagnificentcookie]

We need more Bellatrix X Readers that’s not just Bella being sadistic and smutty

Like girlie is a complex character and is completely nuts and insane, but like there should be some angsttt, that one person bellatrix trusted and liked since Hogwarts that she ended up dating. But like it’s not gonna be jolly and happy because her heart will always be with the dark lord and serving him. But like she still loves reader but don’t know how to show it. Like we need some angsttt with pre insane Bella leading into insane Bella because MMMMMMM

cause lowkey I’m sick of searching Bella stories and it’s just her using crucio and then them fucking cause wtf 😭 yall need to go to horny jail.

And recently one of my favorite Bella one shots got deleted on ao3 and now I’m sad cause that was one of if not only good Bellatrix I have ever read and it always makes me cry and sad and stuff because it was exactly how I imagined Bella would be like and act with that one person she truly likes. MMMMMM

Whoever wrote this please come back 😔 this was phenomenal writing and I’m not even a swifty

[midnightscramble]

Author’s Note: More fandoms to be added! Also author is temperamental and writing reflects thats. I enjoy the creative aspect of writing, so let me have creative freedom and keep your asks BRIEF (long asks will be thrown out). Please and thank you.

Rules for Requests: all requests must be made through the inbox. I will write anything that is legal (if something is requested that romanticizes abuse/underage it will be thrown out). Trigger warnings will be included in summaries if abuse/noncon occurs as a plot device (it will not be graphic).

Find Fandoms Below

(In alphabetic order for your convenience)

Abbott Elementary

Addams Family

American Horror Story

American Housewife

Bridgerton

Ghosts

Grace and Frankie

Hacks

Harry Potter

Juno

Leopard Skin

Madre Solo Hay Dos

Midnight Mass

Parks and Recreation

Sex and the City

The Fall of the House of Usher

The Parent Trap

The Office

Ugly Betty

WandaVision

Wednesday

Yellowstone

Yellow Jackets

[ravennasgf]

Christmas 2024 🎄

Day 1: under the mistletoe - Andy

Day 2: Santa’s cookies - Madonna

Day 3: snowed in - cipher

Day 4: too many presents Kate winslet

Day 5: putting up the tree - Larissa

Day 6: matching pjs - Miranda priestly

Day 7: christmas movie marathon - Helena BC

Day 8: work christmas party - Melinda May

Day 9: no one should spend christmas alone - Narcissa Black

Day 10: ice cold - Lady Lesso

Day 11: baking - Minerva Mcgonagall

Day 12: christmas markets - Emily Gilmore

Day 13: a christmas proposal - Helen McCrory

Day 14: santa baby - Charlize Theron

Day 15: partys arent for me - Mon Mothma

Day 16: home for a while - Fennec Shand

Day 17: ice roads - Agatha Harkness

Day 18: i just wanted to spend time together - Jeanine Matthews

Day 19: season of hurt - Minerva McGonagall

Day 20: an unexpected encounter - Lorraine Broughton

Day 21: carols - Larissa Weems

Day 22: the spirit of christmas - Bellatrix Black

Day 23:christmas cheer - Minerva McGonagall

Day 24: christmas chaos - Charlize Theron

Day 25: icing on the ceiling - Helen McCrory

[hotpinkboots]

I just read your Aunty Bella fictions and I LOVE IT!!!

There is so little soft!Bellatrix content😭.

Could you maybe wright a fic where her niece gets injured and Bellatrix goes ballistic. I feel like she is incredibly protective and fierce when it comes to her Sister and Niece 🥺

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~"ᴀᴠᴀᴅᴀ ᴋᴇᴅᴀᴠʀᴀ"~

(Bellatrix x Niece!Reader)

I genuinely had the time of my life writing this, I haven't written action in awhile! Thank you for the request, darling :D

Summary: Bellatrix gets revenge for her niece.

Note(s): There's a bit of comfort at the end because Bella loves her niece <<<3

Warning(s): Abuse, violence, implied murder, angst, Reader is in a toxic relationship, Bellatrix takes care of it dw. Don't like it? Don't read it. You are responsible for your own content consumption.

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You hadn't said a word of your abusive partner to your mother. There were some things that felt awkward to discuss with Narcissa. It wasn't that you didn't trust your mother, it's just that, well...she was your mother. She was too mature to see things from your level, and while her advice most definitely would've been helpful and rational, it made you feel more seen to talk to somebody with more fire in her eyes about the situation.

But, at the moment, all you wanted was to lie in bed and cry. Your body hurt- most of all, the right side of your face. The person who was supposed to be your partner had struck you. There was a painful heat in your chest, your heart had a dull ache, squeezing and thumping in your ribcage. Your brain was in a state of panic and overdrive, signaling to your body that it was in danger, causing your hands to tremble. When you arrived to your room, you shut the door, changed, and flopped down in bed, defeated and tired.

An hour later, you heard gentle taps upon your door, it sounded as though somebody had drummed their nails quietly rather than knocked. You responded with a weary, "Come in."

The door opened to reveal Bellatrix trotting in. She looked disheveled, as though she had just returned from a night full of chaos and bloody murder, eyes manic with delight. "Hi, darling!-"

Her mouth snapped shut the moment she saw the poor state you were in.

You began to greet her.

She cut you off.

"Who did it."

Oh, damn, your black eye. You didn't want her to find out. Your hand quickly reached up to cover it, but your Aunt was quicker. She caught your wrist and stared down at you with her expression stone cold.

"Tell me who did it," she breathed. Bellatrix forced the corners of her lips to twitch upwards into a smile, a failed attempt to reassure you. Her eyes were cold and full of nothing but pure, seething hatred for who dared to lay a hand on her niece.

You suddenly understood why she was one of the most feared witches in history. Although her fury wasn't directed at you, the way she was looking at you made you feel as though she was about to hunt you for sport. You swallowed nervously and averted your gaze. "My... partn-"

Partner.

Bellatrix didn't need to hear the rest, that answer was all she needed. She let go of your wrist, turned on heel, and swiftly stormed out of your room.

...Then stormed right back when she realized she didn't know where to look for them.

"Which house are they in?" She demanded bluntly, nudging your chin so she could see your swollen eye. Bellatrix continued to question you until she had a clear idea of how your partner looked. She kissed your forehead and grabbed your hand, pulling you up and dragging you along behind her. You stumbled after her, brain fuzzy and confused. "Aunt Bella, please, just- let it go-"

"NO!"

Bellatrix screamed. Her hoarse howl frightened you. You flinched back, hands protectively covering your heart in fear.

Oh, poor baby. Bellatrix softened, and quickly grabbed your cheeks to press an uncountable amount of kisses to your forehead in apology. She pulled away and gave a gentle pat to your left cheek. "Let me fix it, lovey, you're alright."

She shooed you away, telling you to go and ice your eye, that she would take care of everything for you. What choice did you have? You mentally couldn't handle anything else tonight. You kissed your Aunt on the cheek, and left to take care of your injury and rest. You fidgeted nervously. What horrid crime would your Aunt commit now? Usually, you cheered her on. Tonight, you knew that your so-called "partner", was in terrible danger.

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Meanwhile, Bellatrix was on the prowl. She apparated as close to Hogwarts as she could. Her insides felt as though they were tearing each other apart with violent, boiling rage. It was difficult for her to stay quiet. She wanted to lash out, claw apart the walls with her bare hands, shatter every window, and stab every student.

She quietly made her way in, though she didn't care if she was caught. As if they think they could do anything about me, anyway, she thought arrogantly with a scoff under her breath. Her heels clicked quietly on the floor as she made her way through Hogwarts to the Ravenclaw common room. The paintings suddenly began to awaken and make a terrible commotion to alert of Bellatrix's intrusion.

Bellatrix didn't care- she was on autopilot, numb to anything around her, driven by revenge, a mindless killing machine. She crept in, tearing open the drapes of each bed and staring intensely at each sleeping student, until she spotted somebody who looked like the exact image of who you had described.

"You," she whispered, raising her wand. She reared her head back, her mess of curls falling over her back. Students groggily began lifting their heads when they heard the commotion of the paintings, followed by quick footsteps running down the hall, most definitely the Professors on their way to stop whatever madness she was to conjure upon them.

Bellatrix was quicker. Her lips drew back in an animalistic snarl. This child didn't deserve to die quickly. That was too merciful. She wanted to see their eyes grow dazed with agony. She wanted to see them shuddering, writhing and sobbing.

"Crucio," she sneered.

Students began to scatter. Dumbledore ran into the room, wand at the ready. Bellatrix breathed heavily, unable to contain her wretched satisfaction. She had to finish the job quickly, before she was confronted. The student who used to be your former partner had come to meet their demise. Bellatrix's tone was guttural, dripping with raw wrath. The walls themselves seemed to tremble as she screamed,

"AVADA KEDAVRA!"

~~~~~

You were curled up in an armchair, a cold compress over your swollen shut eye. Your expression was vacant, thinking hard on the lingering pain and fear that bit at your heart. How could somebody who loved you hurt you in such a way? How could-

"(Y/N)? Sweetie?"

You looked over your shoulder wearily.

There stood your Aunt, wearing the biggest grin, arms outstretched towards you. She bent over and hugged you, kissing the top of your head a few times. You leaned into her warmth, reaching one arm up to return the hug, your other still holding the ice pack against your eye. "Hi," you greeted hoarsely.

Bellatrix pulled back and squeezed your shoulder lovingly. "They're gone, darling, you're safe. I took care of it."

You frowned. "What do you mean, "you took care of it"?"

Bellatrix scoffed. "Don't be daft, you know what I mean! They're dead, silly!"

Of course. What did you expect? While you felt a brief pang of guilt for the death of your former partner, it was quickly put out by satisfaction. Your face brightened. "Thank you!"

Bellatrix gave a delighted hum in response, ruffling your hair. She was already planning on teaching you a certain spell so you could learn to take care of situations like this yourself one day.

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FAMILY BONDING TIME WITH MURDER 🤩!!!11!1 Might write a fic following this one where Bella teaches the Reader to use crucio and avada kedavera bc we love evil families here

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[hyacintheros]

Brand New City

3. Starman

|| (Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader)

Series Masterlist Previous Chapter

Pairing: Marauders Era Characters x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Rude James

Word Count: 2k

P.S: Sorry it took so long, I was a little busy, but I am back! Please enjoy doves c:

“Hey- are these seats taken?” Y/N flits her gaze to the boy in front of her, chocolate cream eyes fluttered at her with hazel lashes glistening from the sun projecting onto his face.

She’s a little confused, as the area of the library she's seated herself at is practically stuffed at the back, near the restricted section.

“No, not at all. You're looking for extra chairs, right?” The boy next to him lets out a muffled chuckle, his midnight curls swirling as he speaks animatedly. “We meant if we could study with you, doll? S'that alright?”

The girl flushes, not realising that they wanted to sit with her, assuming they were just taking some chairs. “Oh! So sorry, yeah of course.” She lets out an embarrassed laugh.

The two boys smile at her, unpacking their things onto the table. “‘D’you hear what happened in McGonagall's class yesterday? Some bloke turned his desk mate into a teapot instead of the spider!” Sirius says, trying to keep quiet as Madam Pince was on his case not too long ago.

“No way! Would have loved to be in that class” Y/N laughs, amused at the story. Remus smiles and shakes his head imagining it, refocusing on his textbook.

“Y/N, could I borrow some ink?” The hazel-haired boy asks. They've fallen into a routine over the last couple of days, Remus forgetting his inkpot during class and always sharing with the girl.

“I've got different colours today! Black, Blue, Red, and Green.. which would you like?” Remus looks at her with a shine in his eyes.

“Could I borrow the red one please?” She hands the boy the red-coloured pot. He dips his feathery quill and starts taking notes, excited at the new colour rather than boring black.

Sirius, also intrigued by the different colours, pipes up. “Is it alright if I could try the green one?” The girl gives him a smile, sliding over the green ink for him.

“Woah! This is so fun, where'd you get these? They only sell black at Diagon Alley!” Sirius asks, hoping to snag a few for himself.

“I got them at a stationary store in London when I got my letter, thought they looked really fun!” The muggle girl says to him, happy that they found her oddly mundane inkpots fascinating.

Both boys hum in acceptance, facing back to their work and making small talk here and there. Remus, halfway through studying, pulls out a muggle book, The Silence of the Lambs.

“Sorry Remus, but is that book the one about Hannibal Lecter?” Remus gives her a cheeky grin, always being a sucker for muggle storytelling.

Sirius at this point in time, has given up on studying, instead putting great effort in making little paper doves. As he folds the wings, a pat on his shoulder brings him back to reality.

“What are you lot doing hanging out with her? Don't you see her robe? Come on, we've got better things to be doing than hanging out with a snake.” James, the boy Lily was always hanging around, said to Remus and Sirius.

“Don't you worry, I'll be on my way.” She says coldly, finally understanding why he was so cold to her. She packs her books in an instant and leaves with a stomp in her step. “Y/N, your inkpots!” Sirius calls after her, being held back by James.

---♡---

‘Why would Lily hang out with a foul git like that?’ She asks herself, unsure if Lily even knows of his attitude. She bursts into the common room, the coolness of the dungeon and the view of the Black Lake sending her a wave of serenity.

“Darling? What's going on?” Narcissa, who was reading in the common room, asked. Lucius, who was sitting next to her on the love seat looking back at Y/N, instantly knew it had something to do with a few Gryffindor boys.

“Your red lions giving you trouble, dear?” He snickers, Narcissa smacks his shoulder, hushing him. Y/N gives him a sarcastic laugh, glaring at him.

“Shut up, Luci!” She picks up a decorative pillow from the couch and chucks it at him. Narcissa giggles at this.

“Let's go to the Great Hall, I'm starving.” She lets out a sigh, tired and hungry from all the studying, having skipped lunch because she was too busy writing a paper for History of Magic.

Narcissa loops her left arm into Lucius’, then loops her right into Y/N's, telling her fiance and friend about the Hufflepuff girl who was being annoying in potions today.

Lucius, ever the drama queen, was gasping and gossiping along with Narcissa. Y/N was just bouncing around as they walked, happy to be out of the library.

“I hope they serve roasted potatoes” Narcissa says as they enter the Great Hall, taking their seats at the Slytherin table. Tucking themselves in, everyone grabs a generous portion of the delicious food that surrounds them.

While she eats, a pair of eyes, or three, stabs into her back. Signalling Lucius, who sat in front of her, he peaks over her shoulder, giving a sneer then looking back at her.

“That red-haired cousin of yours and your lover lions” Lucius snickers, earning a glare from Y/N. “Finish your food before I finish you.” She says, then continues conversation with a Slytherin next to her.

‘What the fuck.’ Lucius thinks, going back to his dinner, sulking.

---♡---

“Cissa, I'm gonna head out for some air.” The girl says to her roommate. Already tucked into bed, Narcissa responds, “Don't get caught by Filch, come back in one piece please” She mumbles, falling asleep.

Y/N tucks Bella in, already snoring in bed, then tucking Narcissa, and carefully escapes the dorms.

Paintings already asleep, therefore no need to be too cautious. The sleepless girl heads up to the astronomy tower, wanting to feel the breeze on her skin without stepping out of the castle.

On her shoulder, a throw blanket to keep her warm in the stoney tower. She sets up ‘camp’ next to the balcony, meaning a blanket and a muffin she snagged at dinner. ‘This muffin mad scrumdili-icious’.

Pulling out a book from her robe, opening to the page, which was dog-eared, finding solace in the book. Every so often, she would pause, the night sky captivating her attention.

“That constellation there is called Draco.” She turns back to the entrance of the astronomy tower. The boy with curly black hair greets her, his hair arching the colour of the night sky.

She pats the spot next to her, offering up the blanket to share. He strolls over, plopping down and crossing his legs. “You fond of astronomy?” The girl asks him.

“I'd hope so, being named after a bloody star!” He sasses back, pulling some of the blanket over his legs. “What are you doing up here, dove? Shouldn't you be in bed down in the Dungeons. Mighty cold down there if you ask me!”

She shushes him as she giggles, both of them obviously being too loud for this time of night, past curfew. “Couldn't sleep, needed some air. Shouldn't you also be sleeping? What are you doing?”

The boy dressed in a red and gold sweater pipes down, a gaunt look on his face. “S'nothing, couldn't sleep either.” The boy says, a slight clench in his jaw.

Seeing that this is clearly an odd subject for Sirius, she switches it up. “What's your favourite song?”. Sirius immediately lightens up, sort of like a puppy.

“Definitely Starman by David Bowie! Something about him is so alluring. They both hum the song together, falling into comfortable silence afterwards.

“How's Lily? Didn't get to speak to her today.” The Slytherin girl breaks the slience, missing her cousin dearly.

“She's worried about you, y'know? Always saying how you should eat more and sleep, which I can clearly see now why she says you need more sleep!” He laughs, her heart warming at the thought of her cousin.

Despite being rival houses, she doesn't care about such trivial things. So what if they're different? Just means they're different people with different aspirations, but that doesn't mean they need to hate each other.

“Tell her that I'm okay the next time you see her, I'll try to talk to her tomorrow. It's hard to talk to her with James around, guarding her like a dog! When I get my hands on him I'm gonna..” The girl yaps away about the Potter boy, not impressed with his behaviour.

The boy next to her shares a great bit of laughs at the predicament. “What's that book next to you?” The boy asks, curiosity killing him.

“Oh! It's a muggle book, Pride and Prejudice. Lily recommended it to me, we're supposed to debrief about it next Friday.” She hands him the book, and he inspects the cover.

---♡---

“Severus! Have you seen Nemesis? Need to feed her before class.” The girl runs around the common room, looking for her snake. “I saw her with Lucius, think she's choking him out.”

They look to the stairs where Lucius is rushing down, Nemi on his neck, grasping him like a slinky stuck on itself. “Get. Her. Off.” He says in-between chokes and gasps of air.

Y/N gently takes Nemi back, cooing at her and giggling at Lucius, dishevelled and red for the lack of air. “Let's get you some mice darling.” She heads back up to her room, feeding Nemi and setting her free. Nemi always comes back after classes.

“Come on Severus, we're going to be late to potions.” They hurry to the class, taking seats near the back. James and Lily sitting near the front. Both Slytherins burn holes into the boy's back, though for entirely different reasons.

Slughorn walks in, starting class off with theory, focusing on how Draught of Living Death was first made and how to spot its effects, as well as the cure.

Y/N practically falls asleep on Severus’ shoulder, lesson too long for her taste. With an annoyed look, he takes notes for her, trying to hide her sleeping form with his arm.

“Y/N wake up, he's approaching.” Severus draws out, propping her up. She quickly grabs a parchment and textbook, acting like she was, indeed, studying all along.

See, while Severus covers her notes for her in Potions, she covers notes for him in History of Magic, both forming a non-spoken alliance.

Potions is over and they part ways, heading to separate classes. The day draws on like an endless loop, even lunch didn't feel as fulfilling.

---♡---

Remus stops her as she studies at the library, pulling a chair to the table and sitting with her.

“You left your ink pots yesterday. He pulls them out of his bag, setting them in front of her. She sends him a sweet smile, thanking him for keeping them safe.

Lily comes in tow, sitting next to Remus and pulls out her study materials. “The Herbology test felt too repetitive! Like we reviewed the whole chapter for it to be on literally one plant?” Lily rants, angry she wasted study time on something that didn't need it.

Lily and Y/N catch up, talking about literally anything that comes to mind while poor Remus tries his best to focus, but how could he when the girls are talking about muggle books? It's like his kryptonite!

So, instead of writing for their History of Magic essay, the three spent two hours talking about Romeo and Juliet. Even reciting quotes verbatim just for fun.

Lily and Remus pack up, needing to head back to their common room. They all bid farewell, promising to catch up soon.

Y/N stays back for three more hours, promising to finish the History of Magic essay by nightfall. It's just about 10:00pm, meaning curfew is about to hit.

She packs everything, making sure not to be left alone in the library with Madam Pince. She races down to the Slytherin dorms, only to literally run into James Potter.

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[theaskywalker]

Imagine being a young Death Eater and Bellatrix taking a liking to you

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Trick or treat! Bellatrix Lestrange + tremble

Most would tremble in fear before Bellatrix, but not you. She was labeled crazy, dangerous, a loose canon. Some, or maybe all of it was true, but what was it that people said? Love is blind.

You weren’t exactly blind to Bellatrix’s flaws, but you did have a habit of excusing them at times. No one was perfect, and no one could change without the love and acceptance to do so. Why should Bellatrix be exempt from that?

You were prepared for the names that would be thrown your way. Enabler, psycho, victim. But you swore for your sake, and Bella’s, that you wouldn’t let them get to you. You loved her, and that was that. No one would change it.

If you’d like to participate in my trick or treat event, please send a character + a word to my inbox and say trick or treat!