BLACK FAMILY PICSPAM
My Personal Picks
Lou Taylor Pucci as Regulus Black
Regulus Arcturus Black (& Regina Spektor’s “Oedipus Rex”).
To the Dark Lord. I know I will be dead long before you read this, but I want you to known it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more.
R. A. B.
Regulus having a smoke at Grimmauld Place.
Taken by a charmed camera, summer 1975
A Charlus Playlist Part One:
Animal—Neon Trees:
Hush, hush, the world is quiet. Hush, hush, we both can’t fight it. It’s us that made this mess, why can’t you understand? Woah I won’t sleep tonight? Here we go again. Oh, Oh, I want some more, Oh, Oh, what are you waiting for? Take a bite of my heart tonight.
Mr. Brightside—The Killers:
And it’s all in my head but she’s touching his chest, now he takes of her dress, now let me go. I just can’t look, it’s killing me, and taking control. Jealousy, turning Saint’s into the sea, swimming through sick lullabies.
Go Your Own Way—Fleetwood Mac:
Loving you, isn’t the right thing to do. How can I, ever change things that I feel. If I could, baby I’d give you my world. How can I, when you wont take it from me?
Hanging by a Moment—Lifehouse:
I’m desperate for changing, starving for truth. Closer to were I started, chasing after you. I’m falling even more in love with you, letting go of all I’ve held on to. I’m standing here until you make me move, I’m hanging by a moment here with you.
Constellations—Jack Johnson:
And a moonrise not so far behind, to give us just enough light to lay down underneath the stars. Listen to papas translations of the stories across the sky. We drew our own constellations
Half of my Heart—John Mayer:
Then you come crashing in, like the realest thing. Trying my best to understand all that your love can bring. Half of my heart’s got a grip on the situation, half of my heart takes time.
“…my parents, with their pure-blood mania, convinced that to be a Black made you practically royal…my idiot brother, soft enough to believe them… He was younger than me, and a much better son, as I was constantly reminded…”
Sleepless and tearful nights are a part of almost everyone’s younger years; who wouldn’t be afraid of the scary monsters that used to reside under our beds? He used to be afraid, too. Those times seemed ages ago now, when darkness was such a horror to him. More than fifteen years had passed, he was certain, and darkness was his friend now. Death and fear accompanied him every day, he had met them; he knew them better than himself. And he used to hate that.
He isn’t afraid of the monsters anymore; for how can a monster be afraid of monsters?
“Merlin! We shouldn’t even be like this! We’re brothers. We should be terrorizing the school together. There should have been five marauders, not four!”
“Yeah, because you tried to hard to reach out to me when I came here. You tried so hard to connect with me. To make me like you,”
“I did! But you were always surrounded by the others. All of them. Our cousins, their friends. By the time I was able to get to you, any connection was broken,”
“Well, oh wise one, if that’s how it is, what do you expect me to do? How do I fix this?”
“You change sides! We’ll protect you!”
“I can’t do that. I won’t. You may not care about our family, but I do, Sirius!”
“You’re not like them! You’re different, I know you are!”
