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✎ regulus black

An illustration based on Edgar Allan Poe‘s short story “Ligeia”

It’s crying over regulus black hours.

ANIS MOJGANI x ALEXANDER HARDING

‘For Those Who Can Still Ride In An Airplane For The First Time’, spoken word, uploaded on Youtube on 20 Apr. 2009;

Visible Light series (2010), photography

here’s another detail for the brain rot: lilies are herbaceous. this means that they have medicinal qualities. daffodils do not. not only was she incredible at potions, it was lily’s advanced blood magic wards that saved harry from death. narcissa is not known to possess or have done anything similar but it’s her love that saved harry at the end. oh my god!!!!

okay literally everyone knows this but the fact that harry was saved by a mother’s love twice and both those women were names after flowers?! lily and narcissa…. full circle moment it makes me scream every time i remember it

and another thing! the genus name for daffodils is narcissus while the genus name for lilies is lilium but clearly she has the more “colloquial” name but narcissa’s is more related to her pureblood family

okay literally everyone knows this but the fact that harry was saved by a mother’s love twice and both those women were names after flowers?! lily and narcissa…. full circle moment it makes me scream every time i remember it

okay literally everyone knows this but the fact that harry was saved by a mother’s love twice and both those women were named after flowers?! lily and narcissa…. full circle moment it makes me scream every time i remember it

new inspo for regulus

oh yeah holding paint brushes in his mouth how could i forget

Timothée Chalamet as Paul Atreides | Dune 2021

hey cowboy, silas denver melvin, published in grit

Regulus: Ah, yes, my train of thought.

Regulus: Or as I like to call it, the Anxiety Express.

the heart remembers

Kill Manual, Cassandra Troyan

[ID: I should be kinder / some kind of softer / but I have no idea how to be.]

“In my friend, I find a second self.”

c.s. lewis / my best friend by the coral / alivia horsley / @billypotts / hanya yanagihara / ‘after party ll’ salman toor / the kids aren’t alright by fall out boy / a summer’s tale / lorde / hanya yanagihara / abed and troy (community) with a winnie the pooh quote @weelezzer / isabel norton

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

“Body horror takes the concepts of fear, disgust, pain, and evilness and makes them reside in the body. You can move out of a haunted house, but our physical form is something much harder to escape.”

Gabino Iglesias answering the question, What does body horror mean to you?

being alone in a public restroom is like i own this place and then someone else walks in and it’s like get out of my fucking house

OG drama queen Sirius Black

RAB stands for rabid asshole bisexual

anon 😭💀✋

yes i love remus lupin but even more than that i love professor lupin

if dumbledore’s eyes twinkle in a classroom and no one is around to see it, is he still patronising me

back to black

Brotherly relationships be like. I miss you. I hate you. I can't stop loving you. When did you stop loving me?

Reckless, egged on by the warning glint in his brother’s eyes, Regulus continued. “You know, you talk a lot about how much you hate Mother, but you really are exactly like her.”

Sirius’s fist connected with his jaw faster than he could dodge, leaving him with a ringing in his ears and the taste of blood in his mouth.

Regulus ran a thumb over his lip as Sirius stood there, panting; it came away red. He smirked to hide the pain. “See? I say one thing you don’t like, and you go flying off the handle. Who do you think you learned that from? I can’t imagine it was Precious Prince Potter.” He felt like he was walking a tightrope, half an inch either way from plummeting, but he couldn’t stop. “You’re an asshole, you know that, Sirius? A proper asshole. Presumably so are your friends, since none of them have bothered to tell you. Actually - actually, I bet the only reason they keep you around is because you’re the one person shitty enough to make them feel good in comparison!”

Sirius's eyes were shining silver with tears, Regulus noticed with a jolt, but whether he’d even hurt his brother or just driven him into an impotent rage he couldn’t tell. He swallowed spit and blood, mouth suddenly dry. When had the room gotten so silent?

“Regulus, you should go,” Lily said, voice low. She was halfway out of her seat, one hand on James’s shoulder, but Regulus turned such a scornful gaze on her that she sat back down.

“I would love to leave, but if you haven’t noticed, I’m being kept prisoner,” he explained, enunciating each word as though educating a toddler. “Actually, wait - since you don’t have any legal grounds to keep me here, I’m not a prisoner - I’ve been kidnapped!”

“Regulus,” Sirius growled, “fuck off. Go to your room.”

Outnumbered. Regulus felt four glares boring into him, and offered Sirius a mocking smile. “Of course, Mother,” he said with a false curtsey, skipping backwards out of reach of Sirius’s next ferocious swipe. One last scathing look to the room at large, and he turned tail, making it three steps up the staircase before the tension in his chest snapped like a garrotte and he broke into a sprint. He slammed the door of ‘his’ room behind him, and threw himself onto the bed, half-wishing the frame would snap under the abuse. No such luck; it just took the hit, no complaints.

He could call Kreacher. He could summon Kreacher back here, Apparate away, tell the Dark Lord everything he’d learned during his imprisonment and damn the consequences. The more he thought about it, the better the idea seemed, and Regulus was on his feet and halfway to the wardrobe before he remembered that nothing in there belonged to him. The robes he’d arrived in were strewn across the bed, an extra blanket to stave off the winter chill; he screwed them into a ball and tucked it under his jumper. Lily’s jumper, but he wasn’t going to leave it and turn up at home half-naked. His wand was still unaccounted for; he’d have to get a new one as soon as possible.

“Krea-” he began, when he was interrupted by a soft knock at the door.

song lyrics that remind u of the black brothers?

at this point, practically everything reminds me of them but since u asked :

reg 1979