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Please pray for us here in Greece.

Three different places near Athens were destroyed by massive forest fires.

• 180+ people are severely injured and burnt.

• 50 people and counting were found dead on the streets, in their cars or houses, including families that were found hugging each other.

• 100+ are missing.

This is a national tragedy. So many were lost because of ARROGANT PEOPLE.

Spreading awareness. There’s no need for such things to happen, so many lives were destroyed for no reason.

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HEY ARTISTS!

Do you design a lot of characters living in not-modern eras and you’re tired of combing through google for the perfect outfit references? Well I got good news for you kiddo, this website has you covered! Originally @modmad made a post about it, but her link stopped working and I managed to fix it, so here’s a new post. Basically, this is a costume rental website for plays and stage shows and what not, they have outfits for several different decades from medieval to the 1980s. LOOK AT THIS SELECTION:

OPEN ANY CATEGORY AND OH LORDY–

There’s a lot of really specific stuff in here, I design a lot of 1930s characters for my ask blog and with more chapters on the way for the game it belongs to I’m gonna be designing more, and this website is going to be an invaluable reference. I hope this can be useful to my other fellow artists as well! :)

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Tom Holland does Rihanna’s “Umbrella” on Lip Sync Battle

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To people who use "þ" as an aesthetic "p"

þink again.

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Just, er, something I started last night, I guess~

Out of context, it sounded insane. His head was in my lap, a bottle of vodka in his hand and a two litre of Strawberry Fanta at my feet, both of us stuck in our own minds as the strange music you only hear at times like these plays in the background, the news channel on mute for nothing but the light. "Dammit, it's all so beautiful. It's times like these that make me miss her the most, you know?" I hadn't wanted to say it out loud, but it came out anyway, and I knew it wasn't just the fairy drinks.

".. Your mother?" His voice croaked awkwardly, and I realized how long it'd been since either of us had said a word. I leaned my head back against the wall, closing my eyes. I really don't want to tell him, but at the same time I do, and at least this way I can blame it on bring tipsy.

"I was just about eight, I would say. We were on our way back home from Dakota, which is like an hour south from here. My mom was tired, and my brother was asleep, and I was on the edge of it, and we weren't going to make it through the night if we didn't. So we stopped at a hotel. I sleep really good in hotels, okay. Like, if it weren't for me wanting to be here with you on the floor, I'd be snoozing away. Anyway, I wake up sometimes late. Like, my ears are pounding and I can barely open my eyes kind of late, so late it was almost early. You get my point. I think I had to go to the bathroom or something.

"My point is, there she is. With Trinity and Marrel, drinking something in a silver bottle, laughing. Just, being. I had never really seen that part of her too much, before. But the most surreal part of it, was the music. Sweet dreams are made of this / Who am I to disagree?"

My voice was nothing like that of Annie Lennox and David Steward, but I carried the tune, and that's what I was going for.

"I travel the world and the seven seas." Theo sounds a lot better than I do, but he's an engineer, not a musician. It's not like we care, though. "Everybody's looking for something."

He's standing up, and reaching out his hand, and I take it, and I'm up, and he's grabbing my phone from the night stand. I must be hooked up on the hotel's Wi-Fi.

Then, before I even know it, there it is, playing over the voice of Taylor Swift on the radio we didn't bother to turn off. The world can get fucked. Both of us are drunkenly dancing around the room, laughing at how silly and childish we look.

An engineer and a history major, drunk off their asses, listening to music from the eighties. The context was beautiful. Theo was beautiful. Now that was definitely the alcohol talking.

And because this was already something from a dream, I let it happen. He was smiling and laughing at me, up on the chair, the bottle of Fanta in his hand. There was his mouth, out in the open. And I just, dammit, I went for it. As soon as I felt his mouth on mine, his lips, his hips, his everything, I let it all go.

My tongue was in his mouth, and his skin was on mine, and everything was perfect, everything was fine, everything was just so spectacularly angelic that it was too much. My mouth was red, and his was, too, and so was his jaw- I had to physically restrain myself there. Let me tell you girls. If a man can work a jawline the way Theo could, in the way that all you wanted to do was rub your fingers against it and blush like a girl in a school yard watching your crush play soccer across the field, you better keep the wanker. My god, I don't know why it took me this long to do this.

Suddenly, my hands stopped. Because, at that moment, I remembered. I remembered why this was wrong, why I wasn't allowed to do this, why my hands shouldn't be here, why he shouldn't be here. Because we were best friends, for that of almost three years. Because it will change literally everything. Because he loved someone. Someone that wasn't me.

But then that moment passed. That next moment brought the realization, that I really didn't care. I remembered everything we had survived together. How he would have stopped me by now, if he had really wanted to. Then I let it all fall again, into the water, into the rain, into the tears of the past. All of it, into this moment. Into now.

We both felt like screaming at the world. So, that's what we were going to do.

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This is literally the stupidest thing I have ever read I'm sorry---

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I only made this so I could stop bothering my friends with anime and stories but then I remembered how much of a trap I just walked into

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Don't you mean HELL

Things only in Hetalia

• An entire religion based on a character.

• Hetaoni and Dreamtalia.

• Gutters and Danish Slaughterhouse

• 23.5

• Being able to trigger an entire fandom at the mention of Davey, Pineapples, and Jeanne D'arc

• 5 minute episodes, 4 seasons.

• Russia’s hands.

• 2p Hetalia

• The elusive 3p Hetalia

• Fucking micronations

• Direct 3rd wall breaking like in the office

• Gay Countries™

• Every Hetalian suddenly knows how to perfectly cook pasta

• Vocaloids made for the characters in Hetalia; Hetaloids

• All Hetalians know at least bits and pieces of several other languages OTHER than Japanese like other weeaboos; Examples include German, any Nordic language, French, Italian, and Spanish (All of which I can say bits and pieces of)

• Ace-ing history class

• Asking your history teacher what Prussia is, and where Liechtenstein is, and if Sealand is considered a country

• Everyone can voice act well or do at least one good or great impression of a character

• Being able to name more countries off the top of your head than anyone else

• Dark Lord Hima

• Studio Dean Animation