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#if the police agree with you you're on the wrong side #<- prev #100% #palestine #israel #free palestine #gaza #free gaza

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lily evans who loves with her whole heart, lily evans who never feels anything halfway, lily evans who isn’t scared of feeling just tired of feeling so much and being turned away by some of the people she cared about despite it, lily evans who has a fire about her, an eyeroll at the ready but never without a small smile to go along with it, lily evans who’s a dreadful lightweight, lily evans who snorts when she laughs and ties her hair in loose ponytails occasionally with waves of red hair framing her face, lily evans with something a bit intimidating about her, maybe the intensity in her gaze, the way she looks at you and sees you, but so kind, ready with easy smiles for struggling first years, younger students who just don’t quite get the hang of something, lily evans—

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Murderer: Any last words? Barty: Do you think I'm cute? Be honest.

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Regulus happily: Good morning Professor!

Minerva concerned: Good morning Mr. Black...

Barty: Why are you so happy?

Evan: What happened? 

Regulus offended: Am I not allowed to just be happy?

Pandora: Sirius fell down the stairs.

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Bellatrix secretly becoming super protective of Reggie after Sirius leaves because he was the only one protecting Reggie and she knows how that feels (she took many a punishment for Narcissa).

argue with the goddamn wall this is cannon.

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this too shall pass

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thinking about this moment again:

particularly in regards to this conversation:

thinking about inej, who is actively dying, asking kaz for an apology. inej, whose native tongue leaves no room for triviality here. this isn’t “you were mean to me and you need to make nice,” it’s so much deeper.

this is “promise me you won’t treat me like a piece in your chess game again. promise me you won’t keep acting like i’m replaceable. promise me i’m not just another one of your investments.”

this is the first time we see inej holding kaz accountable, the first time we see her ask him to be more, to do better. this is the precursor to the “without armor” conversation. and i think it’s fitting that we never hear whether or not kaz did apologize. because at this point, i don’t think he’s ready to give inej what she’s really asking for here, and in a way, it’s best that she doesn’t hear him say the words. he’s not ready to mean them yet.

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i just want someone to see this PLZ it took me 2 hours😭😭

#aghsgywv i'm in love w this

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If I ever became a famous author, I would write silly fanfiction about my characters and not reveal that it’s me. See if people realize or not lol

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Hello this a long shot call, am Taheera Abdallah a citizen of Palestine. I am here to request for your support to help get my insulin (Humalog), I was diagnosised with type 1 diabetes and due to current situation in Gaza I'm unable to get my insulin injection as a result I'm here begging for little financial support to help me purchase insulin for this week

My donation link is available on my pinned post

hi i'm so sorry you can't get your insulin shot it's awful that innocent people who had nothing to do with what hamas did have to suffer because of israel. i can't donate sadly because im a little broke but i can help spread word of your situation so that people who can donate know of you situation

*edit* i've been told they're a scammer so pls do not donate to them

#palestine #free palestine

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Sirius: come on prongs! just tell me who you’re dating!

Regulus: *walks over*

Sirius: hey reg!

Regulus: hello brother

Sirius: whatcha doing over here?

Regulus: came to kiss my boyfriend

Regulus: *leans over to kiss James*

James:

Sirius:

Regulus: bye sirius

Sirius: I think i’m going to be sick

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jartylus microfic?

for my genius anon about reg getting turned on while watching barty & james get together and to @messymoony for convincing me that i should, in fact, write this. here we are. nsfw: voyeur regulus, sub james, spanking, 1,424 words

“Come on, Barty,” Regulus huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. “Don’t get soft now. He likes it. Don’t you, Jamie?”

“Mhmm, mm,” James agrees, muffled around the feeling of Barty’s fingers in his mouth.

At some point, James had relinquished control. He doesn’t know when or how it happened, but it did. And now, he’s on his knees in front of Barty Crouch Jr., all while Barty explores the wet cavern of his mouth. He’s leaking steadily against his boxers, straining against the material. There’s part of James that wants to fight back, bite down on Barty’s fingers to make him hiss, but the masochistic fuck would probably moan at the sensation.

Instead, James keeps his jaw slack, gaze upward as Barty presses down on his tongue, saliva pooling around his fingers.

“He does look rather pathetic for it, doesn’t he?” Barty muses, pulling his fingers from James’ mouth. They tug down James’ lower lip, only for it to snap back into place.

“‘M not—” James tries to speak, but Regulus cuts him off with, “Baby, let him take care of you. Stop fighting it, yeah? I can’t bear to keep up with the tension between the two of you.”

James puffs out his chest defensively. There’s most definitely not any tension between him and Barty. James hates Barty, and Barty hates James.

Apparently, none of that matters because Barty’s already pulling his cock out from his pants, giving it a few slow strokes. As if all the gods in the world are against him, James’ mouth waters at the sight, focus locking in with the precum sitting all shiny on the head of his cock.

“Now, are you going to be a good boy, James?” Regulus asks, cocking his head to the side. His fingers are playing a dangerous game with the waistband of his trousers. Hell, James wouldn’t blame Regulus for wanting to touch himself right now because whatever it is that Barty’s doing, it’s undeniably hot, James’ skin prickling with want.

“Yes,” James finally whispers, gaze flickering between Regulus and Barty.

“Good boy,” Barty praises with a grin, tapping his cheek lightly with his free hand.

James almost jerks away, but surprisingly, he finds himself leaning into the touch, swaying on his knees as he eyes greedily at Barty’s cock. Slick tip begging for a tongue—James’ tongue. James swallows, throat bobbing, and without so much as a single word, James opens his mouth, staring expectantly at Barty.

“Good god,” Barty snorts, rubbing the head of his cock over James’ lips, getting them all shiny with precum.

“He loves having his mouth full. Sucks the strap like a champ. Go on,” Regulus urges, slipping his hand below the waistband of his pants. “Let him have a taste.”

“What if,” Barty considers, just slipping the tip of cock against James’ tongue. “I just want to fuck him. Fill him up nice and good.”

Regulus shrugs, then nods. “He’ll take anything you give. Won’t you, James?”

All sense flies out the window when James laps hungrily at the head of Barty’s cock, a delicious moan escaping from the back of his throat. But Regulus is right, James will, unfortunately, take anything he’s given. Even if it means he doesn’t get the luxury of sucking Barty off until he’s coming down James’ throat.

Next thing James knows, he’s being manhandled onto the bed, face pushed down into the mattress, his ass up in the air. He’s exposed, hole clenching around nothing. But he’s desperate, arching his back more to push his hips back, and Barty just chuckles, low and breathy, as he slaps James’ ass. The sound of skin against skin echoing through the air.

James makes a keening noise, squeezing his eyes shut when he feels Barty spit over his hole, circling the pad of his finger over the mess. Willingly, James finds himself opening to Barty, practically sucking his finger into tight heat.

“Eager, aren’t we, baby?” Barty teases, fucking the spit into James with his finger.

“Hey,” Regulus says, and James has no idea what is happening until he hears something hit Barty’s palm and the distinct sound of a cap popping open. Cool liquid drips over his hole and around Barty’s finger.

The thing about Barty is that he doesn’t give two fucks about anything. He doesn’t waste any time or draw it out. Barty Crouch Jr. fucks like he’s on a mission: a mission to destroy James Potter even if it’s the last thing he does.

Therefore, there’s utterly no surprise, maybe aside from the ungodly moan that leaves James’ mouth, when Barty barely takes time to finger James before lining his cock up and slowly pressing forward. It aches, gloriously so. The stretch and burn, and despite himself, James rocks his hips back, whining pitifully.

“Fuckin’ tight,” Barty hisses, bottoming out before slapping James’ ass again.

James buries his face against the sheets, panting into the mattress. Regulus huffs from his position in the corner, undoubtedly stroking over his cunt as he watches Barty fuck James within an inch of his life.

There’s barely any time to adjust before Barty lets loose, fucking James with reckless abandon, with the sole intent of pulling as many sinful noises from the man as possible. It’s dizzying for James, barely able to catch his breath as Barry’s hips snap against his ass.

“B-Barty, fuck,” James curses into the mattress. He kisses his teeth, embarrassed by how good it feels, how rough Barty’s being.

“Reg, baby, doesn’t Jamie look so good right now? Taking my cock so prettily. Do you think he could come just from this?” Barty questions as if he isn’t pounding into James carelessly.

“He can. He has,” Regulus answers breathlessly.

Barty hums, bringing his attention back to James. He leans over James back, changing the angle, and it makes James wail, face hot and sweaty from being shoved against the mattress. It doesn’t get any better, or it does, when Barty grabs the back of James’ head, pushing him further into the soft mattress. James turns into a rabid animal, doing everything in his power to push his hips back, desperate to draw Barty in deeper.

Barty keeps hitting that spot—over and over. Little specks of light cloud James’ vision, barely able to keep his eyes open. Another slap rings through the room, his ass cheek jiggling beneath the force. From the corner, Regulus squeaks, and James can just make out the slight flush on Regulus’ cheeks, hand staying still in his pants.

“Gonna be a good boy and come for me?” Barty murmurs into James’ ear just as he gives a particularly hard thrust, and James loses it.

He doesn’t even see it coming, until he’s already releasing thick ropes of white onto the sheets beneath him, eyes rolling to the back of his head. He doesn’t even feel when Barty moves back, no longer crowding his space. James only comes to when he feels a splash of warmth against his puffy hole. He gasps when a finger drags through the mess, and the surprise only continues when the finger is brought around to his lips, Barty giving him a gentle, “Open up.”

James obeys, parting his lips to allow Barty’s finger to enter his mouth. He’s thorough, sucking the cum right off Barty’s finger like it’s his last meal. An embarrassing breathy moan comes from James, his cheeks flushed and hair a downright mess.

From the corner, Regulus speaks, “Look at you. Behaving so well. Don’t you think this solved all your problems, hm?”

There’s a waver in his voice, and James knows Regulus is beyond turned on at the point. And James is so far gone, all he can think about is getting his mouth on his boyfriend’s cunt before he withers away into nothingness.

Even in James' wrecked state, he can’t deny the satiety he’s feeling. The dull ache in his bones, brought on by the person he’s supposed to hate. Hate courses through his veins no longer, it simply can’t, not when Barty delivered in the way he did.

“Reggie asked you a question. Are you going to answer, or did I fuck you stupid?” Barty taunts, brushing the hair off James’ forehead.

Thing is, James does feel stupid. Completely and utterly stupid, foolish—an imbecile. But he can’t be bothered to care. So, he admits, albeit weakly, “No more problems. ‘M good—we’re good.”

Barty cackles, slapping James’ ass once more for good measure. And James? He sure hopes this isn’t the last time.

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Among those arrested in Atlanta today were Noelle McAfee, Chair of the Philosophy Department at Emory University. You can hear her ask the PhD student taking the video:

“Can you call the Philosophy Department office and tell them I’ve been arrested?...I’m Noelle McAfee, I’m Chair of the Philosophy Department”

#emory university #gaza #palestine #noelle mcafee #free palestine #israel #jerusalem #i stand with palestine #فلسطين #free gaza

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randomly remembering the time in 2012 when everyone kept saying the world was going to end at midday that day and like, i didnt really believe it, but i didnt want to be a complete fool if i was wrong, so i excused myself from class to go sit the field and perfectly timed the beat drop to a skrillex song just in case something happened. and im just. retroactively amused by the idea of ushering in the appocalypse with skrillex. most 2012 thing you could possibly do.

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Unfortunately this is funny as hell

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🇵🇸💚 Journalists in North Gaza request water, get full meal, “This is just how we are. These are our traditions!”

🔸 Source: eye on palestine (main post), mahmoud._.shalha20 (footage) and translatingfalasteen (translation)

#palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #israel #palestine news #info #jerusalem #tel aviv #journalist

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you can literally say anything to men, it doesn’t matter