regulus black had a lonely funeral; carnations scattered around a black coffin. orion and cygnus were carrying it, and in their eyes, there was a strange sorrow, a strange regret.

walburga and druella were trailing behind. walburga, solemn as always, mourned the spare son. druella mourned the lesser of the two brothers, the weak, the meek.

bellatrix was walking in front of them, her head high, her face dry. she was not going to mourn a traitor, she was not going to cry over a man that had ruined their master. she, however, allowed herself to grieve the young man that her cousin had been, aside anything else.

narcissa stood beside her, and her eyes glistened with tears. she clung to lucius' arm, as if it was the only thing that could keep her away from falling apart, from spilling away. she had loved regulus, she really had. she had seen deep within him. she had seen the boy he hadn't been allowed to be. she had seen deeper than the façade, deeper than the skull mask, deeper than the dark mark, etched into his skin, forever black ink, now, white.

maybe that was forgiveness. in death, there are no sinners. the dead are pure, the dead are forgiven. the dead would soon be forgotten. was the change of color something meaningful, or was it a mere coincidence?

was it death that united a family so distant?

regulus black had died in a cold, empty cave. the crisp air of december was biting at their cheeks, leaving them rosy and cold, the same way their hearts were. their hearts were red and alive, and regulus' was deep within the carcass that his body was; his soul, however, had ascended (had it? or had he been such a despicable person that no one would forgive him?)

it snowed on the night of regulus black's funeral. his headstone was simple, and it read the same thing that ot read for everyone else in the black family.

regulus arcturus black

1961-1978

he hadn't been special, of course. the noble and most ancient house of black knows no exceptions, even for those they were supposed to love.

regulus black died a lonely death. regulus black had a lonely funeral; however, in the dead of the night, a slender dog knelt beside the gravestone, white tulips in his mouth. a wolf howled in the distance, pained, a wail of grief and madness. the dog's body was pressed against the cold stone.

there was something holding him there, a pulse of the earth that kept him close to a boy he had once loved, to a man he had resented.

ghoul named finger : )

[id: a layered papercraft showing mai and ty lee seconds before sharing a kiss. ty lee cradles mai's jaw in her hand as she leans in, and mai has one arm wrapped around her waist to pull her in close. her other arm rests over ty lee's shoulder, and in her hand is a small bunch of yellow, orange, and white flowers. behind them is a circle of red torch ginger lilies and pink siam tulips, all outlined in black to resemble stained glass art. over the entire photo are soft streaks of sunshine.]

for @maileeweek2022 (belated) day 2: flowers // featuring stained glass artist!mai & flower shop owner!ty lee 🌹🌷

"Are those dandelions?" Mai asks, and it's a wonder that there's barely a tremor in her voice with how hard her heart is stuttering, how obvious her hands are shaking as she accepts the dandelions and clover flowers thrust at her the minute Ty Lee rushes back into the workshop. "You caught me by surprise!" shecries back, all sunshine and watery giggling as she uses her now-free hands to wipe at her eyes. "If I had known you were doing this then I would've come prepared! I've been planning for weeks—I have so many specially curated flowers back at the shop just for it!" Mai looks down at the flowers in her hands. They're hastily picked, a far cry from the striking bouquets back at the flower shop with the bruised petals and uneven stems and a clearly hurried attempt at creating even a passable presentation, and yet— They're beautiful. Mai has never pressed flowers into glass before, she's never had the desire to. But already she knows stained glass won't be enough, none of the vast array of colors in her workshop could ever come close to recreating the sheer radiance of such a declaration like these few flowers themselves do. "Well—" finally, the tremor presents itself, overwhelmed exhilaration flowing out to match her racing heartbeat as she asks, "do dandelions and clovers mean anything?" "They do!" and Ty Lee is beautiful. Full of delighted laughter, her eyes endlessly darting from the stained glass piece resting on the table behind them to Mai and then back again. Her cheeks are a light pink, a stark contrast to the shining reds of the glass and her own top, the most stunning color Mai has likely ever seen in her life. Ty Lee sways forward then, closing the gap between them as she slips her hands up the length of Mai's arms, up to cradle her jaw, before tucking her grin into the corner of Mai's gasping mouth. "But I'll tell you in a sec. Come here."

Book 1 my beloved :,)

Did someone say infinity train cats? No? Too bad!

(Sorry the quality sucks)

i will go and think about florist!reiner in his cute apron that is too small to cover his chest

🌷

why must all flowers and plants toxic to cats be so pretty </3333

if you have any slots open for requestober, could i request green from animation vs. minecraft with a flower crown? :0

Day 24 - All your favourites!

Shantae: It always funny when we're (Teen Squad) out doing something, and someone mistakes Ash and Tulip for actual twins. Because yeah! They do act like it a lot. And they're always like, "oh, they must get along so well!"

Shantae: And, uh..

Shantae: *turns her head, where Tulip and Ash around rolling around on the ground, arguing over something*

Shantae: Most of the time?

Tulip: I SAW IT FIRST!

Ash: YEAH, WELL, I GRABBED IT FIRST!

Arle: What are they arguing over this time?

Shantae: Some book about stitching clothes. They've both been on a bit of a fashion kick.

Arle: .. you think we should get the others to watch this?

Shantae: Absolutely.

Some more Oc doodles (Ever + Macho man hehe)

Media : this male character is a terrible and irredeemable person. He hurts people and never tries to be better or questions his beliefs. He also believes he is some kind of hero/savior and that his actions are for the greater good.

Me : kind of a babygirl. Reblog.

LIFE IS GOOD WHEN YOU LIVE IT !!

Leeli's kittens names!

So I said I'd make a separate post for introducing Leeli's babies and here it is! If you haven't seen the one introducing Maraly's babies you can find it here!

If you're just joining this adventure now and you'd like to find out how I rescued fourteen Bengal kittens the story starts here!

Now, without further ado, Leeli's six babies have names! They only just turned a month old, but they've been all doing so well that we named them last week along with Maraly's. So, behold the kittens! (P.S. no tumblr's not destroying the quality for once, the kittens are in perpetual motion it's only through decades of practice that I can manage to get any decent pictures of them at all xD)

So if you remember from the post introducing Maraly's kittens we've named most of them after characters from Inkheart. So this cute little bugger is Dustfinger! He started off his life screaming at everything and being a fightsy little bugger, but ever since his eyes/ears opened he's been much calmer and friendlier. He was the first of Leeli's kittens to start eating wet food and he is VORACIOUS about it! He's a playful, wiggly little guy but he's also very sweet.

This is Farid! He has the same purrsonality as his uncle Kalmar which is happy go lucky and sweet as can be! He LOVES to climb up onto the lap of the nearest human and snuggle- he'll snuggle even if you scoop him up from playing. He'll also climb your leg if given the chance, he and Dustfinger teamed up and attacked my leg earlier today. xD He's the only kitten I've been able to consistently identify since birth because of his black nose!

And here we have Violet who is a struggle to get a decent picture of- which is ironic because she has some incredibly striking markings! She wants so badly to be the leader of her siblings, but she does not have the presence yet. She cries a lot to try and get their attention and is always eager to join in activities with her littermates. She likes to perch (often on my knees) and watch the other kittens before joining in.

This sweet little bean is Meggie. She likes to wander off on her own adventures and sometimes gets distressed when she loses track of her siblings. She's very calm in nature and doesn't tussle as much as her littermates. I often see her hanging out with one of her sisters- when she's not off on her own that is. I'm not sure why she looks perpetually worried, but she was smiling when I was cuddling her earlier. <3

So I mentioned in my post introducing Maraly's kittens that I had one special little kitten with a Wingfeather name. This is Madia. For those who don't know, Madia Wingfeather is the Wingfeather kids' great great grandmother, I believe, and it's her whistleharp that Leeli uses after the end of book one. To make a long story short, Madia looks like Mozart, the kitten I got my username from who also sparked my 4 book original series, The Restoration Saga. Mozart's litter was a tragedy for me, and Mozart herself died when she was only 3 weeks old. Madia looks so, so much like her, and Madia sounds a bit like Mozart so this is my compromise for not naming the kitten "Mozart 2". Madia is an adventurous little soul! She likes to investigate everything and she might actually be the leader of her siblings. She is so, so sweet and she loves to be held and cuddled. She was the runt for a while, and I was worried about her, but she now weighs over a pound and has passed the title of runt on to...

Tulip! Tiny Tulip is the littlest of all the kittens and I absolutely adore her. I love, love, LOVE tiny things, ESPECIALLY tiny kittens, and all runts have a special place in my heart. Tulip is a little fluffball and I named her Tulip because it suited her. She has a very Bengal attitude, wanting to see everything and be anywhere something is going on. She is NOT intimidated by her bigger siblings and cousins! In fact, she often attacks Ellie, the biggest of all the kittens, to playfight with her! That being said though, she does often take refuge hiding by my feet or on my knees and I frequently scoop her out of situations that are getting out of her control. She doesn't mind some cuddles but she wants to run around and be fiesty too! She is the only kitten still under a pound but she's consistently gaining weight and I'm so proud of her. <3 Oh, and she and Madia are besties! I often see them playing and cuddling together, so we're going to try and get them a home together.

So there's your introduction to Leeli's six kittens! I love all these babies so much and it is going to be very hard for me to give them up, especially Madia and Tulip (they're my favorites, I'm not even going to try and hide that xD). They're getting so big and busy and they're so much fun!

Bonus pictures of Leeli's kittens!

Madia, Farid and Violet posing and being adorable!

Leeli's babies get to meet uncle Kalmar too! He's so sweet and good with the babies! ;-; This is him with Farid.

Would you even believe me if I told you Madia and Tulip posed like this on their own!? And then sat and waited for me to take pictures of them?! They're just the cutest things I can't ;-;

Dustfinger and Tulip are twins, Dustfinger's just a lot bigger!

Alright, that's all the pictures tumblr will let me post for now. I hope you enjoyed! And now that I've made the second name post I can post randomly about the babies! And so I shall. :D

just forced a SECOND friend to watch infinity train book 1 with me

ah, that special feeling of watching the light leave someone's eyes as they watch episode 8