little king

— there is no pretty way to put it: i am broken beyond repair, bruised ribs and h a l f a ( heart ). i don’t know why i bother with carving my pain into poetry; there is NOTHING lovely about learning how to die so young.

[luci-talkalot]

“Well, as riveting as this whole tale has been, can I get back to walking and not caring now?”

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

“Sounds exactly like something I could find myself joining you in. You mind?”

[poisonwxne-blog]

“Thank fuck, I was going to go insane if we had to stay in the library any longer. The sound of first years crying makes me want to gauge my eyes out.”

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

“The sounds of whining in general was beginning to drive me fucking insane. I got just a bit too close to hexing a first year to the Hospital Wing.”

[responsibiility]

“Was just wondering if you’d seen your brother. S’pose it doesn’t matter, I’ll find him on my own.”

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

“Quite surprisingly, I don’t actually keep tabs on Sirius anymore, haven’t done so for a little while, so I don’t really know what struck you to thinking I would know.”

[actuallycuchulainn]

I keep on thinking that maybe 

                                                          I can earn my happy ending.

                                But then I remember who I am.

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

                                  I act                                             a r r o g a n t                 to hide                            how         l o s t                                                     I feel

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

mxnxchrome:

                      Deep inside my heart                          I long for the inner peace                             that others have.                                 But truly I can never                                     achieve that                                         for my existence                                             causes great misery

[rpstuff--knightwalker]

                            & i’m here to remind you of the mess you left when you went                                                                                    A W A Y

[primros]

[thefirstpetrovatodiearchive-blog]

                                                            …better off    

                         a l o n e;;

                                                                anyway

[sugarweregoingdun]

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

       I was created                              to strip lungs                               of their breath                      to destroy pretty little things                      and burn them to the ground.                                                  to bring the world to its knees                                                  and hear my name spoken                                                  only in fearful whispers                            I was made to be              to be a monster.

[sientes]

i may not be strong enough to bench press 200 lbs but i know a lot of ways to destroy people emotionally and lets face it that comes in handy way more often

[xnarvaezjr]

w e a k.              I hate that feeling.

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

ritagskeeter:

‘’–oh my–what?”

Regulus whipped around to look at Rita, scowling immediately. “Wasn’t talking to you, don’t peek in on my conversations,” he snapped.

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

pactwithalecto:

The youngest Black had always been a bit dramatic and Alecto was quite the opposite. She liked straight forward, direct. She would never be one to apologize such as he was doing now. “It’s fine,” Alecto waved off his apology. “I’m about to set this whole library on fire if we are forced to stay here for one more second.”

Regulus was slightly shocked that Alecto didn’t keep her sour attitude focused on him, and that she blew his apology off so easily, but it shouldn’t’ve really surprised him -- she wasn’t often one for apologies. He smirked ever so lightly at her comments, nodding in agreement. “Might as well just do it, I would be happy to burn to my death right about now.”

[rcgulusblxck-blog]

reginainteritum:

“Come on, little cous’. Wipe that sour look from your face. It isn’t as though ol’ Burgy is the most festive. You’re better off with family that cannot only create your path in life— but walk with you along it. Which is where I come in.”

Regulus put on the widest, most sarcastically fake he could possibly manage, dropping it for an unamused frown almost immediately. “I don’t wanna drop my sour look, big cous’. It’s almost a permanent look for me.” He smiled ever so softly at her last words, shrugging. “True. But... I was supposed to be talking to dad’s contacts this break, and now it’ll have to wait again which pisses me off.”

[dailyloganlerman]