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as a palestinian with family in gaza, i cannot overstate the emotional and physical toll this genocide continues to take—on those of us watching from afar, and most harrowingly, on those enduring its every waking moment. it is not a “conflict,” and it is certainly not a “war” between equals. it is a calculated, systematic campaign of ethnic cleansing, of dehumanization, and of relentless brutality against an entire population stripped of safety, dignity, and the most basic human rights.

what is happening is not a war. it is not a conflict. it is not a “complicated situation.” it is a genocide.

over 56,000 palestinians have been murdered—murdered—with tens of thousands more missing, wounded, or permanently displaced. entire generations have been wiped out. over 75% of gaza has been reduced to rubble. families are living in tents next to the graves of their children, if they are lucky enough to have found their bodies at all. hospitals have been bombed, schools flattened, refugee camps incinerated. people are being starved, buried alive, and suffocated by the world’s indifference.

and if you do not see that—if you still believe both sides are “equally at fault,” or that this is some kind of tragic back-and-forth—you need to unfollow me. genuinely, unfollow me.

because if you think the slaughter of a colonized, imprisoned population by one of the most powerful militaries on earth is just “politics,” we are not standing on the same moral ground. and i have no interest in softening my words for your comfort.

i speak not from headlines, but from lived experience. three of our close family members were trapped in gaza. to evacuate even one person costs $8,000 minimum. my uncles and aunts scraped together $36,000 to get my aunt and her three children out. and even then, we were among the very, very few. we were blessed—and it feels grotesque to even use that word—to come from a family that could afford it. and even then, it was not easy. even then, it came with fear, uncertainty, and heartbreak.

but not everyone has that option.

most palestinians do not have $36,000 to save their loved ones. most do not have relatives outside of gaza to help them. not everyone has relatives abroad. not everyone has the financial capacity to gather tens of thousands of dollars in time. and what happens then? people—families—are left behind. they are forced to stay, not because they want to, but because they are economically trapped in a death zone. mothers are having to watch their children burn alive. sons are digging their parents out of rubble with their bare hands. people are dying not only because of bombs, but because the world has placed a price tag on their right to live.

donations are not optional. they are life-saving. they are sometimes the only thing standing between someone’s child and their grave. i beg you—if you can give, give. if you can speak, speak. and if you cannot find the moral clarity to call this what it is—a genocide—then please, for your sake and mine, leave my page.

to the creators and voices who have spoken out clearly, who name what is happening for what it is: thank you. thank you for your courage, your humanity, your refusal to look away. your words matter. your solidarity matters. and to my fellow palestinians—those grieving, those angry, those exhausted—you are not alone. your pain is valid. your fight is just. and i pray with all that’s left in me for the day we see liberation.

free palestine, always.

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I just posted the new chapter!!

Idk, maybe tonight...

Me when I try to think of new ideas for the next chapter but instead I come up with a new book that'll be waiting for me to start on...

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Idk, maybe tonight...

Me when I try to think of new ideas for the next chapter but instead I come up with a new book that'll be waiting for me to start on...

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Regulus: Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars.

Barty: If anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life.

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Regulus: *Accidentally hits Barty in the face*

Regulus: *Trying to decide between saying 'I’m fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*

Regulus: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!

Barty: What’s wrong with you?!

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Regulus: So what’s for dinner?

Barty, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.

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Regulus: Can you please be serious for five minutes?

Barty: My record is four, but I think I can do it.

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Regulus: Is something burning?

Barty: Just my love for you.

Regulus: Barty, the toaster is on fire.

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Okay okay imagine right

After Sirius runs away, Fem!Regulus is meant to take on his duties, which includes getting married and producing heirs. So, old hag Wally decides to start preparing her for marriage and looks for suitable candidates. Now we have option 1, 2 and 3.

Fenrir Greyback– No Voldemort au. Regulus is forced to marry Fenrir, complains to her friends (Barty, Evan, Pandora, Dorcas) about it. Dorcas accidentally mentions it to Marlene. Marlene blabbers it to the rest of the girls. Lily talks to James about it. James can obviously never keep anything from Sirius, so he talks to the boys about it, which results in Remus being protective of Regulus (moon water friendship!!) and they all plan a kidnapping. (Maybe jegulily?)

Tom Riddle–Modern au Regulus marries Tom, has a son with him. You can already imagine how Tom would be with his family, abusive etc etc..so Regulus runs away with her son and hides with Rosekiller. One day Regulus takes her son to a secluded park where Teddy and Harry, Wolfstar and Jily's kids, also play. Regulus and Sirius see each other (boom). Her son and their kids become friends (double boom). Sirius and Regulus talk (Triple boom). (Jily seducing her in secret  ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°) They keep meeting up and eventually become like normal siblings once again, they go to a restaurant one day and someone sees them (uh-oh), guess who this someone tells? Riddle!! (BIG BOOM). And guess what Riddle does? Blackmail and kidnap! Now we've got Riddle vs Protective Older brother. Protective lovers. Protective best friends.

Voldemort (note the difference)–normal setting Since was meant to the mark but had run away, the Blacks offer Regulus in exchange, but Moldy Voldy says that instead of Regulus taking the mark she has to marry him and give him a powerful heir (yuck). Regulus leaves Hogwarts in her 6th year to go through with the plan, gives him an heir and stays in hiding for the next 4 years, everyone thinks she's dead, no one but Voldemort and Snape (who took care of him when she was injured) were allowed to see her. Once Moldy Voldy is defeated by baby Harry, (Everyone lives!!) Regulus manages to get out and Sirius sees her. 'I thought you were dead...' blah blah blah. Black Siblings reconciling. Slytherin Skittles reunion. Jegulily.

Tell me what you thinkkkk😝

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Evan, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today!

Barty: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

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Barty: I told Archie his ears flush when he lies.

Evan: Why?

Barty: Look.

Barty: Hey Archie! Do you love us?

Regulus, covering his ears: No.

Evan:

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James, Sirius, and Peter are sitting on a bench

Remus: Why do you guys look so sad?

Sirius: Sit down with us so we can tell you.

*Remus sits down*

James: The bench is freshly painted.

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Regulus: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me

Barty: Okay, but in my defense, Marlene bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo.

Regulus: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

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Remus: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Sirius been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get him out...

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James: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?

Sirius: *chugs entire bottle*

Sirius: It’s perfume.

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Narcissa: How many kids do you have?

Regulus: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?

(Yes, Regulus is the 'mom friend' of the group. Yes, Regulus emotionally adopted half of the Slytherin kids. I don't make the rules.)

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Barty: You love me, right, Archie?

Regulus: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.