I check Ao3 for updates like one would check on a loved one in hospital.
This is beautiful
we need more dials and knobs and levers again. this world is lacking in dials and knobs and levers. it's one of our biggest issues.
Hind Rajab was a 5 year old girl in Gaza who was killed while she hid alone in a car, along with the paramedics who tried to rescue her. Yesterday students at Columbia seized the administration building and renamed it in her honor.
Gadzooks Bazooka Instagram: gadzooks_bazooka
Remembering #HindRajab & children in #Gaza: This is what the mother of the child, Hind Rajab . https://tmblr.co/ZTeZMyfB_GHeeu00
DrSonnet — هذا ما قالته والدة الطفلة هند رجب عندما سمعت بخبر... (tumblr.com)
Sick. This is acc amazing🫶
hey! any chance you could write a rosekiller microfic? maybe right after Evan dies and Barty slowly starts to go crazy without him?
Ugh the angst. TW: MCD
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Tick.
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His arm burned. He knew he should probably go.
“Let’s go, Barty,” Evan whispered to him from across the room, sitting curled up in a chair, his eyes almost sorrowful. “You have to go.”
“No,” Barty murmured, still staring at the clock.
Tick.
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Merlin. His arm really fucking hurt.
“Let’s go, love. You need to leave,” Evan said louder, his voice more insistent. He reached towards Barty, but Barty shied away.
“NO!” he yelled, desperation filling his voice.
“He’s going to-”
But Barty laughed, low and desperate. “What will he do, Ev? Hurt me? Hurt Reg? Hurt you?”
The stricken look Evan gave him made him laugh harder, tears starting to fall, now.
“That’s the thing, Evan. I’ve got nothing left.”
The realization had been with him for 259327 seconds, now. Ever since that flash of green had hit Evan square in the chest and he’d crumbled to the ground.
He had no reason to care anymore.
No reason to be careful anymore. He could do whatever he wanted. No more consequences.
So, as the vision of Evan across the room began to fade away, he cackled through his tears and stared at the ticking clock, counting the seconds since Evan’s death and planning his next move.
Tick.
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"The Capitol vs District 12 in real time. Hunger Games in real time with the worlds elite obsessing over vanity, materialism, wealth and fame with total disregard to Gaza genocide" from Craving Palestine, 07/May/2024:
the plural of regulus is reguli btw
This.
james forgetting to rub out lily's initials and all the hearts and the 'james evans' on his essay before mcgonagall takes them
she hands it back a few days later with a comment above the doodles "i understand young love can be very strong, but please refrain from using your work as an outlet. however, i wish you luck on your endeavours to woo miss evans and will be informing your parents about this event purely to have a nice laugh"