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Dear someone,

Let’s make this world better. Let’s be polite and kind to other people. Let’s care about nature and ecology. Let’s give aid to sick people and people that need help. Let’s fight for the rights of those who do not get them. Let’s choose love every day.

Together we can make our future amazing. Just do good deeds and actions, even little. They all matter.

Sincerely,

Anonymous person

I just wanted to hear this post in real life, and I chased that impulse.

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The Brooklyn Daily Eagle, New York, April 18, 1923  

Wonder Woman

Art by @wizardnem, SlySquad drabbles part 15, that you’ve all been waiting for! (and if you didn’t, you should have, because this is the last, and the best one) : THE SNAKE MASQUERADE

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The NEWTS had been passed, they had celebrated Draco’s birthday, and now the much expected Snake Masquerade was upon them. Pansy and Draco had been dancing around in the common room all afternoon while they were getting ready. Draco was very dashing in his formal wear, his hair slicked back. Theo didn’t say it, but he thought Lucius would have been very proud to see him like that. Or he would have raged up a storm about his choice of date.

For now, though, Draco was messing around with the Barklay the Slyhterin Skeleton. (No one knew how it had ended up in their common room, it had appeared somewhere around their fifth year and had never left. Someone had named it Barclay, and it had become their secret mascot.)

“That’s a fire hazard, Draco,” Daphne Greengrass commented, adjusting her date’s, Millicent Bulstrode, corsage.

Draco shrugged and waltz up to Theo. “I like your mask. It suits you,” he commented.

Theo smiled and together they headed out to the Great Hall.

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The signs as three word descriptions based on people I know

Aries: tiptoe through chaos

Taurus: a pimpled goblin

Gemini: horny, but chic

Cancer: the sun’s sugar

Leo: stressed but blessed

Virgo: lovely and oblivious

Libra: pure peachy brilliance

Scorpio: don’t poke that

Sagittarius: don’t smoke that

Capricorn: deeply troubled flannel

Aquarius: that’s a fire-hazard

Pisces: nasty lil grandpa

I spent three weeks in a mental hospital and what I discovered there I feel like should be put into words.

we are not who you think we are.

the boy with turrets told the funniest jokes

the girl who raked her nails up and down her skin could create the most exquisite drawings

the girl who abused drugs had the wisest soul

the boy with schizophrenia had the biggest heart

the girl who tried to kill herself told the boy with insomnia stories to help lure him to sleep

the boy who wanted to kill himself had the deepest passion for cooking

the girl with slits and scars all over her body dried my tears and told me I was beautiful

the boy with anger issues gave the warmest hugs

the girl with bulimia told everyone every day that they looked beautiful in their bodies

the boy who was a compulsive liar told us that he wanted us all to get better, and that he was for once telling the truth

the girl who almost drank herself to death stood up for anyone that felt they were feeling bullied

the boy with social anxiety made sure nobody sat alone at meals

we are not who you think we are.

Hey, just so you know, the guy behind the pixie and brutus comics is a tr**p supporter

this is the worst news ive got in weeks