this is why little girls can never satisfy real men.

she has good news, @anechooffury.bsky.social!

“i know. i just hate getting old.” she said with a huff, pouting at him.

“i wanted to do this for myself.” she said as she looked down, putting her hands together. “i can’t get pregnant again.”

“i miscarried.” she said as she rubbed her stomach, letting out a sigh of relief. “i’m free from him…”

“maybe…”

“yes?”

she is making @quaerereanima.bsky.social a hot cup of coffee.

she sat down at the vanity as she brushed her hair. “now i remember why i was attracted to orion.” she told @quaerereanima.bsky.social.

she will win one way or another.

she can only pray.

one of these days he’s going to get his… she will make sure of it!

yes they do.

they both would need to agree to it and she doesn’t.

no he can’t.

he is insane if he thinks he can get away with this.

seeing the letter, she was fuming as she stormed into @quaerereanima.bsky.social office. “orion is marrying our daughter off!” she said as she threw the letter across the room.

she’s wrapping her arms around @quaerereanima.bsky.social from behind.

it’s true.

no he can’t. at her age, she’s at greater risk of losing the baby.

she’s pregnant with his child. if he even dare tries to lay a finger on her… he’s a dead man.

of course because his brain is fucked up.

it definitely is.

yes it is.

she’s always had to coddle him and comfort him.

hmm.

she is currently fixing @quaerereanima.bsky.social a much needed drink.

she needs to talk with @quaerereanima.bsky.social…

apparating into @anechooffury.bsky.social’s room and grabbed him by the neck, leaning in closer to him. “star is brax’s daughter. not yours. if you try to take her from us? you won’t live to see another day.” she threatened.

“whatever. i’ve done everything you could possibly want.” heading to her closet to change into a nightgown, she then crawled into bed. “i’ve remained loyal and faithful to you.” she said, putting on her glasses so she could read.

“i don’t.” she snapped back at him, crossing her arms. “we wouldn’t work now. too much baggage. and besides, i want you… but it’s not enough for you.”

she pulled back and narrowed her eyes at him, still feeling rather hurt. “lucius and helios are going to have a sister.” turning her back to him, she sighed. “what will it take for me to prove to you that i want you?”

“can’t hold on and yet i’m pregnant with your child!” she shouted at him before storming out. the nerve of that man thinking she could ever go back or orion. what was done was done. there was no going back.

“what? don’t be so immature.” she said, feeling rather insulted as she stared at him. “i told him to go back to his wife.” little did he know, she was saving some good news for him, but now? she wasn’t going to tell him.

“brax…” she sighed as she went to get dressed as well, hating herself. it was already a stressful night.

putting her face in her hands, she then got up to dry off as well. “please, don’t be mad…” slipping her robe on, she wrapped her arms around him from behind.

“i told orion about astaroth…” she said, knowing that would kill the mood. turning to face him, she sighed softly. “i’m sorry…”

she’s back, @quaerereanima.bsky.social.

she’s pouring @quaerereanima.bsky.social a glass of whiskey. “how was your business trip?” she asked, tilting her head.

𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 #𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑔𝓁𝑜𝓌.

📸

//: anyone wanna make a modern lucius for me?

Irma Black, née Crabbe. Matriarch. Wife. Pureblood. Former Slytherin. ❝But I took your matches before fire could catch me.❞ 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 #𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑔𝓁𝑜𝓌.

❝Hell is empty and all the devils are here.❞ 𝓂𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 #𝒶𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑔𝓁𝑜𝓌.

why is @anechooffury.bsky.social here?

ㅤㅤ ㅤ❝𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝐄 𝐕 𝐄 𝐑 𝐘 𝐓 𝐇 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐂 𝐎 𝐍 𝐓 𝐑 𝐎 𝐋. ❞ ↬introducing 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄; bastard daughter of rodolphus lestrange and andromeda black. sister. not what she seems. enigmatic.

she has some news @quaerereanima.bsky.social…