No Justice, No Peace.  Quote From Emiliano Zapata

Doctor Lilith Sternin

"I'm going to go out and wander the streets aimlessly... I'll take my usual route."

Cheers - The Crane Mutiny

“Now, come here”

Lucius: Not to mention you are without a doubt the most amazing witch in the history of everything.

Narcissa: Lucius, that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.

Lucius: Okay, but you said it about yourself two weeks ago.

Narcissa: That I did.

How did I miss this?

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First of all, I know that Lucius and Narcissa are NOT good people; and even after the story ends, they are blood supremacists. I am talking about them as a couple and parents ONLY. Now that being said, Lucissa love is extremely underrated and misunderstood in the fandom -specially by those who only saw the movies. Lucissa is the most devoted and well suited couple; their wedding survives 2 wars and many challenges, such as their son’s life being risked. During Voldemort’s return Lucius was humiliated, and Narcissa never left his side and was the only person who treated him with respect in their own manor, which was a death eater base at that moment. She even defends him against her own sister, “If Lucius hadn’t-” [Bellatrix began.] “Don’t you dare-don’t you dare blame my husband!” (6th book) And when Harry taunts Narcissa about Lucius being in Azkaban, “I expect Potter will be reunited with dear Sirius before I am reunited with Lucius.” And 2 more examples: “Malfoy glanced sideways at his wife. She was staring straight ahead, quite as pale as he was, […] but beneath the table her slim fingers closed briefly on his wrist. At her touch, Malfoy put his hand into his robes, withdrew a wand and passed it along to Voldemort.” And during the big battle: “Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy running through the crowd, not even attempting to fight, screaming for their son.” And when they met Draco they stuck together. Anyways all I am saying is Lucissa is one of the most well suited and established -canon- couple in the HP series, and I think people misunderstand them so much; specially Narcissa, she loves her husband and her son she will stick by their side even after all. I know she is not a good person (she IS much like her husband a blood supremacist, causing tension in family meetings with Scorpius because Draco didn’t had the same beliefs anymore) TL;DR: Lucissa may be 2 bad people, but they really love each other, and Draco, deeply.

Guilty.

637. Slytherins that are thought to be great in all the work that they do but are actually really lazy so they just try to find the easiest/fastest/most efficient way to achieve their goals without having to put extra effort. This makes them seem very smart and at the same time they don’t need to work that hard, thus killing two birds with one stone

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Astrology: Mars Dominants and Burning Out

Trigger warning: Mention of self-harm. You are worthy.

Physical illness can be a wake-up call to change, evolve, or stop what's hurting you

But specifically for Mars dominants - Scorpio and Aries.

The physical illness will act like a piercing call that cuts through the mind and emotion. The soul uses this method as a last resort because Mars dominants are prone to burning themselves to exhaustion, ignoring their mind and emotions that tell them to rest.

This is effectively a form or self harm, and many Mars dominants can experience more direct periods of self-harm, too. Either as a way to punish oneself or due to the feeling of the subconscious yearning to be released.

Through burn-out the physical health will decline. The physical responses Mars dominants experience can feel like the body attacking itself (or literally attacking itself in terms of autoimmune diseases). It is the inner self calling itself back to it.

Earth and water dominants tend to be a bit more intune with how they are feeling physically. Their reluctance to be rushed or to even rush themselves also helps.

For air dominants, it is typically the deterioration of the mind that causes the wake-up call. This will be in the form of excessive anxiety, paranoia, overthinking, forgetfulness, and psychosis.

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“I knew if they ever found out about me, I’d end up like Johnny Yablonsky. Johnny was soft, he was feminine, he was clearly gay. The neighborhood guys would make him blow them; then beat the shit out of him. He always had a lot of bruises, and absenteeism. He was so defeated. I’ve always assumed he killed himself. And I didn’t want the same thing to happen to me. It was a lot of fear, and shame. The fucking shame. I participated in my own self-negation. I laughed at all the jokes. I tried to tighten up on the masculine stuff. I’d stand in front of the mirror. I’d practice my walk, my diction, the movement of my hands. Somehow I managed to make it out of that town alive. During our first Christmas break at college, I went with my friend Howie to visit his family in Long Island. Afterward he dropped me off at the airport. He thought I was flying home. But I caught the Greyhound Bus to New York City. I put all my stuff in a luggage locker and started walking down 5th Avenue. It was night. It wasn’t lit up like today. All the storefronts were dark; it was like lyric poetry to me. Unopened boxes full of mystery. All I knew was I had to get to Greenwich Village. I kept asking people—is this the village, is this the village? They kept saying: further south, further south. Finally I get to the corner of 8th Street and 6th Avenue, and I’m waiting for the light to change. And this guy starts hitting on me. A few years older than me, good looking. His name was Charlie. And he put a spell on me immediately. From the very first moment, I had a hard-on for Charlie Bacchus. I felt safe with him. He took me to my first gay bar. Then afterward we went to his mom’s loft apartment on Washington Square. She happened to be in Rome. So it was just me and Charlie Bacchus, in this gorgeous apartment, with the door closed, cut off from the rest of the world. There was sex, beautiful sex. First time I’d ever had sex with my shoes off. The next morning I came out of the shower, and wrapped a towel around me. Charlie said: ‘What are you doing? Take that off. You’re beautiful.’ He said it so gently, like someone looking at a painting. And it was my first profound lesson in shedding shame.”