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Crystal clear water in Venice was seen flowing for the first time due to a drastic decrease in pollution because of the Nationwide Coronavirus quarantine that was enacted in Italy.

Never in the last 60 years has water been seen so clear and beautiful.

... And from the chaos that seems to be happening, there flowed beauty.

The water was so filthy when I was there. This is a beautiful change

good things can still happen from bad, even terrible things 

That’s it, the Professor is truly the King of Sass

The letter didn’t come from the Nazi party, but from the publishing house which had expressed an interest in the German translation of The Hobbit. Tolkien’s response really is a thing of beauty, though, so it deserves to be quoted in its entirety:

25 July 1938                                              20 Northmoor Road, Oxford

Dear Sirs,

Thank you for your letter. … I regret that I am not clear as to what you intend by arisch. I am not of Aryan extraction: that is Indo-iranian; as far as I am aware none of my ancestors spoke Hindustani, Persian, Gypsy, or any related dialects. But if I am to understand that you are enquiring whether I am of Jewish origin, I can only reply that I regret that I appear to have no ancestors of that gifted people. My great-great-grandfather came to England in the eighteenth century from Germany: the main part of my descent is therefore purely English, and I am an English subject - which should be sufficient. I have been accustomed, nonetheless, to regard my German name with pride, and continued to do so throughout the period of the late regrettable war, in which I served in the English army. I cannot, however, forbear to comment that if impertinent and irrelevant inquiries of this sort are to become the rule in matters of literature, then the time is not far distant when a German name will no longer be a source of pride.

Your enquiry is doubtless made in order to comply with the laws of your own country, but that this should be held to apply to the subjects of another state would be improper, even if it had (as it has not) any bearings whatsoever on the merits of my work or its suitability for publication, of which you appear to have satisfied yourselves without reference to my Abstammung.

I trust you will find this reply satisfactory, and remain yours faithfully

J.R.R. Tolkien.

(Letter 30)

The Hobbit wasn’t published in German until 1957.

This might just be the politest “fuck you” ever written.

W.h.a.t.

Not just “I wish I had Jewish ancestors, but I don’t,” but also “you do realize that’s not what ‘Aryan’ actually means, right,” and “you guys are making it pretty hard to be proud of my German heritage.”

Nazis: Are you Aryan?

Noted linguistics freak Tolkien: Are you?

That’s not one elegant fuck you, that’s three in a row. I aspire to write such a thing one day.

Your first, fifth, and tenth most recent emojis predicts how well October will treat you

Okay but confident dirty talker Remus who absoluetly shoved Sirius into the lake the first time he said I love you… and confident fluffy affectionate Sirius that has thrice knocked over suits of armor because he tripped when Remus has winked at him.

Condoms Are For Everyone

Condoms were originally designed to cover the penis. But if you don’t have a penis, and neither does your partner, condoms are still your friend. Here’s why condoms should be a part of your sex life.

1. Condoms turn into dental dams lickety split.

First of all, yes, you CAN get an STD from having unprotected oral sex. A dental dam is a barrier that covers your vulva to protect you and your partner from STDs when you’re going downtown. You can turn a regular old condom into one of these magic tools with little-to-no crafting skills. All you need is a pair of scissors. Check out our tutorial and start having safer oral sex.

2. Condoms keep your favorite sex toys neat and clean.

It’s possible to transmit an STD by passing a sex toy back and forth during sex. Luckily, condoms make great covers for dildos, vibrators, and plugs. Put a new condom on every time you or your partner use a toy.

3. You can wear a condom like a glove for safer fingering.

Covering up your hands during manual sex (fingering/fisting/whatever you’re into) can keep bacteria out of your partner’s vagina or anus and prevent cuts from your fingernails. Condoms or latex gloves both work, but condoms get bonus points for already being lubed up.

And there you have it: Safer sex and STD testing are super important no matter who you have sex with. So visit your nearest Planned Parenthood health center for info, testing, and a big pile of condoms.

-Emily at Planned Parenthood

Boosting

God I love Planned Parenthood and the information they provide. I had no idea about a lot of this.

Fun fact for long nailed gays: shove cotton balls in the fingers to prevent ouchies

“A Thread of Tips” by Shelby

• #16 is missing but to find out more tips, follow her on twitter; be sure to thank her! 😁

Bless you

Sirius and James dueled like it was an intricate dance. A waltz that they had been rehearsing for months on end and this was their chance to perform. Curse after curse was thrown at them and each time they blocked it and retaliated all while watching each other’s backs and - the sheer nerve that only they could muster - grinning from ear to ear like this was the greatest fun they could have.

Remus swallowed past a lump in his throat. They looked like children masquerading as adults. Their bodies tall and lean and matured, but those stupid, shit eating grin giving them away.

They were children. All of them were still just children.

Hard as it was to be on the battlefield, watching their friends risking their lives in dangerous combat with masked wizards who were likely older, more experienced, and most definitely less hesitant to strike with a deadly curse, it was harder when they were all given separate assignments.

At any given time one or more of them could be gone for days or weeks without any sign of when - or if - they would return.

They were just children , though, and they refused to let the weight of this war destroy them completely.

Urgent Help Needed

A flash tornado hit Long Island New York (where I grew up and lived until last year) and did some serious damage to the home of a talented performer and dear friend of mine when a tree fell on his camper.

Rob Romeo is a brilliant performance artist and a great guy and I'm heartbroken to see something like this happen to him, but very thankful that he was able to get out unharmed after being trapped inside the crushed camper throughout the storm.

I've included the link go his Go Fund Me .

If you can donate, that's wonderful. If you can't, please share!

We Were Infinite - Chapter 106 - The Clearing In The Woods - PREVIEW

Any nights not spent fighting Death Eaters, breaking curses on mysterious objects or staking out strange locations, were usually spent together. Whether they spent a night all crammed into the tiny Southwark flat watching silly muggle tv shows, drinking firewhiskey and eating too much curry, or they ventured out to a muggle or wizard pub and drank themselves into enough of a stupor to forget that any of them could be sent away on a possibly deadly mission at any moment. 

Nights like those, where all of them were safe and sound and available to run around and act like the rowdy children they really were, were becoming scarce. There was almost always one or two of them missing at a time, leaving the rest of them to try and not think the worst of it. 

Worse even than someone missing from a night of pure, innocent fun, was the night that James came home from a meeting with Dumbledore, hand ruffling his hair as he shifted anxiously from one foot to another looking particularly distraught. 

“They’re sending Frank and I off on some barmy mission in Grimsby. It’s meant to take a few days at least.” He muttered, agitated and avoiding looking at his friends who were sat on the couch in front of him. 

Sirius raised an eyebrow. “Alright? I mean, it’s not ideal, sending you out with Frank instead of me, but he’s a decent partner to have out there with you, yeah? Could be worse. Could be stuck with Wormy.” He smirked teasingly.

Peter scoffed and rolled his eyes, but continued to stuff crisps into his mouth rather than argue. 

James shook his head. “It’s not Frank I’m worried about. He’s great, obviously. It’s…” He risked a glance at Remus and bit his lip. “We’re meant to leave the day after tomorrow.”

Remus’ heart dropped into his stomach, but he tried not to let himself show it. “So…you’ll be missing the Full, then?” He said slowly.

James nodded, his hand shooting back to his hair and giving Remus an apologetic look. “Moony, mate, I’m so sorry. I tried to ask Dumbledore to push it off for another night, I even asked if I could switch shifts with Gid and Fab, but it was a no-go. I swear, I tried to-” 

Remus shook his head. “James, it’s fine. Really. It can’t be helped, yeah? I mean, logically it was only a matter of time before this was going to happen. One of you was bound to miss a Moon eventually, and it’s not like I’ve never gone alone before and Pads and Worm will still be there.” 

Sirius and Peter both nodded along at his sides, but Sirius’ hand on his knee squeezed reassuringly, no doubt able to read his growing discomfort at missing a member of his pack during a Full Moon. It had been one thing back in school if one of them had detention and couldn’t be there to run with the wolf and get him safely back to the shack in the morning, but out in the world, in whichever forest they decided would be best to explore that month, it wasn’t the same. Moony knew the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, he had marked his domain and felt comfortable with every smell and every other creature that inhabited it. He didn’t know these new, strange places and he didn’t know what - or who - could also be running under the moon, hidden in the shadows of the trees. To be in an unknown territory without a member of his pack would be stressful on Moony, especially with Remus knowing - somewhere far back in Moony’s head - that James wasn’t necessarily safe and sound back at the castle, banging erasers in Mcgonagall’s office, but off in the middle of nowhere risking his life. 

On top of that, Remus’ dreams were still being haunted Fenrir Greyback - in both human and wolf form - with his sharp, blood stained teeth bared in a sickening grin, calling his name and beckoning him to come with him - come home ,to a real pack, where he belongs. 

Sirius had of course told him to tell Dumbledore about the dreams if he was truly worried that Greyback was lurking about, waiting to lure Remus to him, but for some reason he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. He had meant to tell Dumbledore after the first dream. He waited until after an Order meeting one night with the full intention of disclosing every detail, including the visit that Greyback had paid him the previous summer. But when he finally did approach him - clearing his throat and excusing himself for interrupting a conversation that Dumbledore was having with Hagrid about troublesome Doxies attacking his squash crops and tormenting his poor pup, Fang - the words just didn’t want to come out. Instead, he rattled off some little known fact he had read about Doxies being terribly averse to the smell and taste of ivory handsoap and suggested that Hagrid may want to try scattering chunks of it around his garden. Then he quickly hurried out the front door and hopped on the back of Sirius’ bike, burying his burning red face in the back of his boyfriend’s jacket in utter shame.

tired, lonely nights at 12 grimmauld place

Congratulations - Part 1

Snape - the brilliant @bringblackback​ Sirius - my partner in angst, @softsiriusblack​ Script - yours truly

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Sixth year, the late afternoon before the november full moon. Sirius is reading a letter from his mother on the Hogwarts grounds, when he spots a certain Slytherin in the distance.

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((Hello everyone, this is a little something I’ve been working on the past two days. I hope you enjoy it!))

Am I going to rewatch this thousands and thousands of times? B E T

“How arw you paying for photoshop” im not LMAO

link

you know what heres a sai link too fuck the system

im back with clip paint studio

setup crack

download these two then setup paint studio right click one of the icons after its done and click “file location” copy the crack files into the main paint studio file then click on the crack.exe till it says ok open paint studio

good 2 go 👌

REBLOG TO SAVE AN ARTIST’S LIFE

@faun-songs @jeongmihyo

I wanted to add to this post too because?! adobe animate is hell to find. so heres this, reblog to save a future animator’s life

adobe animate:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1-UdrA23VmgT4lM7cTr1C9LaOHzNl5hWS/view

Not every artist can afford up to hundreds of dollars in programs. Take these and make something great!

Anyone who needs free program!

I wanted to mention that if you find yourself having spare money, you should absolutely spend it on purchasing Clip Studio Paint and SAI, especialy if you use them often. CSP is actualy really cheap, version with less features costs 50 USD for windows and it’s not that much different from the full version, and they have at least annual sales so you can get it for even cheaper!

And SAI? SAI was made entirely by a single person. One person made that whole program that a lot of artists use and its also, fricken, 50 bucks! So if you find yourself having spare money, please do purchase them!!!

I won’t advocate for Adobe. They are just plain ol’ assholes who just keep bringing their prices higher and higher. I wouldn’t use cracked versions for monetary gain or at least not much, because of some personal reasons, but for hobby artists? People who are just trying to learn? People who absolutely cannot afford those gross prices? Go wild.

Reasons Artic Monkeys is bad:

They have the same bass line in every song

Reasons Artic Monkeys is good:

It’s one sexy fucking bass line so I don’t blame them

Once again peeps, I need help (Oopsie)

I hope you remember the form I sent a few months ago, the results were absolutely a huge success and we had an increddible grade because of it, so to the around 70 people that took part on that project, a big big biiiiiiiiiiiig THANK YOU.

But I have a new project and because I’m the only one with means… I’m here to ask some help.

“ We are a group of four young adults, doing an English project. Our project consist in doing some investigation on human rights. So, after interviewing a few people, our group realized that we live in a very privileged area, which means we do not have many ways to get to know the struggles some people face.

For example, as a bi girl, I am the only one in my group with some story to tell.. But that is just one example of hundreds of thousands around the world.

So, this is just a request of help. If you have a story that you’d like to share with a class in Portugal, that has little knowledge on how Human Rights are not guaranteed to everyone (100% anonymous, if that’s what you’d like), please write it down below. Maybe it will open the eyes to some people and maybe my colleagues will start respecting others a bit more, which is the goal, of course.”

Here’s the link

If you could help us out that’d be AMAZINGGGGG and I thank you so much in advance

On the subject of Completely Fucking Hating Cooking, I just have to say that this is such a good book for people who Completely Fucking Hate Cooking. This author understands the reasons people hate cooking, and understands that you still have to eat things, and understands the concept of ‘easy quick meals’ that are actually easy quick meals.

Like…it’s such a good book. It Understands.

this is the only context i’ll allow country music bc this video is possibly the gayest and most romantic one i’ve seen in my eighteen years on this earth

watch every second of this

this is the sweetest im so happy

“Ocelot gun spinning in real life(Comparison)”

Why wouldnt you just shoot him

You dont understand