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volodymyr zelenskyy is the strongest man alive for sitting through this utter bullshit without swearing or punching the fuckers or angry crying. fuck trump and fuck everyone who did not vote for harris and fuck russia.

like i can’t even read this bit of news without feeling humiliated and i’m not even fucking there.

i am terrified that i will have to sit back and watch the loss of ukraine in front of my eyes.

birthday.

In honour of what would've been Regulus' 63rd birthday, here's a small one-shot. June 25th, 1975

Regulus never slept the night of his birthday.

Ever since Sirius let slip that Regulus was born at 4:44 am on the cool morning of 25th June 1961, Regulus always stayed awake to celebrate the moment he officially completed another year in solitude. Sirius tried to join him many times, but, after the fifth consecutive year when Regulus made it very clear that he did not want anyone with him at that moment, Sirius decided to wish his brother at exactly 4:46 am, giving Regulus two minutes to enjoy completing another year before he was smothered.

And Regulus loved it.

He loved how calm London was at the early hours of the morning. The glow of the lightbulbs weren't that much at Grimmauld Place, and it was probably the best place you could stargaze from. Even better, both his and Sirius' rooms had balconies where one could sit and watch the stars on end. Sometimes, Sirius would join him from his balcony, but most times, he would wait for Regulus to have his moment.

Regulus looked up again. The Leo constellation shone brightly in the sky, and it didn't take him much time to find the star he was named after. Regulus. A star from the lion constellation born into a family of snakes, traitors and blood-supremacists.

He wasn't sure how to feel about that.

The special clock struck once, reminding Regulus that there was just one more minute till he officially turned 14. Wow, he thought, this year went by really fast. He was finally growing into the Black genes, and it didn't go unnoticed that Regulus' Black's jawline had become more defined, his nose longer and the shadow of maturity rising in his features. Although he was slightly taken aback with that change one fine morning, he was glad, at least he looked as aristocratic and melancholic as he felt. And while third year was nice, third year was great, he looked forward to fourth year. Maybe Sirius would talk to him at Hogwarts too, now that neither of them were no longer children.

The clock struck twice. Thirty seconds.

Regulus traced his fingers over the small engraving on the railing and closed his eyes. That was the first time he had broken a rule -- he was around 5 or 6 at that time -- and for some reason, it was never noticed. It was his little secret, and he loved to keep it that way.

As it had happened on all his previous birthdays, tears began to pool in Regulus' eyes. Most of them were happy, this time, but it was more gratitude that he had lived another year. Gratitude for the friends he had. Gratitude for his experiences. Gratitude for having whoever he had, because had it not been for them, he would never have become the person he was.

The clock struck twice again. Ten seconds.

Regulus took a moment to take a deep breath. His tears were overwhelming him, but if there was one thing he hated, it was entering a new year with a tear-strained face. It was poetic, though. Every time he entered a new year, he entered it crying, just like he did when he came out of his mother's womb.

Thank you, he said over and over again, although he wasn't sure who. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for everything.

The clock struck thrice.

It was 4:44 am.

Regulus opened his eyes with a soft smile on his face. He felt a rush of excitement and joy course through his veins, just like every other year, but there was something special about this one. Regulus knew at that moment, although he didn't know how, that that year was going to be vastly different from what he had imagined. Something was going to happen, and it was going to change him forever. A grin formed on his face at that thought.

Looking up at the star he was named after, Regulus took another deep breath before uttering his next words.

"Happy birthday, Regulus."

Quietly losing my mind over the fact that Elon Musk has straight up orchestrated a coup of our executive branch and like....I don't even know what, if any, system we have in place to fix this. Like... He's just taken control of the money and locked out the actual appointed officials. What the fuck.

shit is serious when it is cheaper to fly to another country to get treated than it is in your own country

Musk uses his kid as a human shield. He would risk his son's health without a thought.

if anyone has an issue with how 'impersonal' or 'detached' or 'fake' any of the boy's notes sounded, read this till it is ingrained in your bones.

"The tribute posts the boys made for Liam are so uninspired and corporate" YEAH, as a fan I SURE FUCKING HOPE SO

I hope they didn't have to come within an arms length of instagram if they did not want to. I hope their assistants helped them write that. I hope they're in cozy clothes paps cant recognize them in i hope they're in hang outs and friends bedrooms and on shoulders to cry on and eating favorite comfort foods they've never mentioned interviews.

I hope we never find out how they feel

I hope that they can keep every last thing to themselves if they so please

Desi dark academia 🍂

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fleamont the type of dad that when james is sweating and shaking trying to say he likes boys his response is “oh i had several gay relationships at hogwarts”