do not even steal

Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
—  Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.
Be soft.
Do not let the world make you hard.
Do not let pain make you hate.
Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness.
Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
—  Ian Thomas
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Happy 26th Birthday Aaron Ramsey  ❤️

nyutamoony replied to your post “Just sent in like 20 copyright claims”

I don’t know much about it, so I need an explanation. Why is that such a big deal? I mean, I understand when people, for example, start to make products with you art so they could sell it later. It’s not cool. Or they create fake accounts so they could say that your art is their art. Okay. But why does everyone so angry about posting arts somewhere else? What’s the problem if your watermark is on the right place and your nickname on tumblr is also mentioned? People just want to share your art

Great question!

For starters, most art thieves don’t credit (they crop out watermarks, intentionally misspell artists’ names, insert intentionally broken links, etc.). Furthermore, a number of art thieves DO monetize what they steal, and even harass artists. However, even if credit is given, that doesn’t make it ok for people to take art that belongs to someone else.

For example, let’s say you see someone’s car parked on the street. Even if you plan to return it, and you never claim it’s yours, and you don’t damage it, and you fill up the gas tank, and you write “credit to the original driver” on the car, does that make it ok for you to take someone else’s car for a joyride? Of course not. It’s the same with art.

Here’s an awesome post about the differences between reblogging and reposting, and how reposting hurts artists.

Here’s a shorter (more saucy) post which is also great.

TL;DR: artists have the right (both legally, morally, and according to the ToS of sites like tumblr and Insta) to control where and how their content is shared. For example, I have an Instagram. When I want my work on Insta, I post it on my account. No one has the right to make that choice for me (and a lot of the art I find is ALSO on my Insta anyway, so that argument goes out the window). Art thieves steal revenue and views, make it more difficult for people to find the original artist, and cut artists off from potential followers and feedback. Someone who faves a stolen pic isn’t likely to fave the original pic after that (even if they find it) because why would you fave/reblog/RT the same image twice? That doesn’t help artists. Plus, art theft accounts lead to people only following the art thief and not following the original artists. So while art thieves claim to be “sharing” or “promoting” someone’s art, they’re actually eating away at an artist’s ability to be successful. Basically, the artist is doing all the hard work, and the art thief is reaping all the rewards. That’s just not cool. Artists post art for free (can you imagine a chef just giving out free cake every day, or a singer giving free concerts all the time?). All they ask in return is the respect they’re legally owed. That’s certainly not too much to ask.

You can support artists by liking/faving/reblogging/RTing their work, which will put their artwork into trending/front page/suggesteds/etc. and get them more exposure without cutting them off from feedback and without making it difficult to find/contact the original artist.

You can also ask an artist for permission to share their work–some people are ok with it. As for me, I do not allow my art to be reposted, period.

Thanks for asking!

B debunking her own stunt like the larries haven’t already done that a thousand times and over a year ago. Get in line, dear.

this is dedicated to @forovnix‘s Kings in Couture which u should read bc if you haven’t read it you won’t understand this at all whatsoever

It’s cold, dark.

“Victor?” he breathes, feeling tears stinging at his eyes. Tears without a warrant to be there, tears of an origin unknown. As he swipes at them with his thumb, the dream comes back to him–the waiting, the void, swirling.

Victor stirs beside him. “Yuuri?” His voice is a low mumble, until he peeks open one of his eyes. Then he’s sitting up, an arm around his shoulders. “Yuuri, what happened?”

“I had… I had a nightmare,” Yuuri breathes, and he holds up a hand to realize that his fingers are trembling. Victor takes his hand, laces their fingers. The comforting gesture doesn’t calm him down completely, but it helps.

He says something in Russian before he pulls Yuuri to lay down beside him, keeping their hands joined. With his free hand, he begins to stroke Yuuri’s hair, slow, gentle. “Was it the same one?”

“I don’t know why it keeps happening,” he complains, frustrated. “I’m sorry for waking you up.”

“No, that’s okay,” Victor promises, kissing his upper cheek, where a stray tear had fallen during the dream. “You just need to remind yourself that it’s not real, that it’s all in your imagination.”

He buries his face in Victor’s shoulder, breathes him in. “You’re right.”

“We’re married,” Victor reminds him, touching Yuuri’s ring and spinning it around.

“But it feels so real. It feels like our story stopped when I officially got my job working for you. Isn’t that weird?”

“Weirdly specific,” Victor agrees. “But fake.”

“I love you,” he says quietly, knowing that Victor will hear him.

“I love you too.”

“Almost as much as you love Chanel?”

Victor chuckles, kissing him on his forehead. “Almost,” he agrees sarcastically.

ok we all know how íþróttaálfurinn is an elf, yes? well let me just tell you this, icelandic elves are not like what u see in movies. like no. 1 rule about icelandic elves is don’t fuck with them or they will either make u go insane or steal ur babies. they might do it anyway even if u do nothing. also don’t mess with the rocks or the hills where they live or ur cursed for life. if an elf tells u to do something u better do it bc u’ll get a reward and everything will be good but if u don’t…. hoo boy u gonna regret it

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03x09 | Ivy Pepper.

“Where have you been? And why are you dressed like that?”
_“Oh, it’s so crazy. Selina, when you look like this, guys just come up to you and give you stuff. Half of the time you don’t even have to steal it.”
“And what do you give to them?”
_“Mhm. I always get what I want.”

Being George Harkness’ sibling would include:

Requested

  • For dinner you guys have really weird things.
  • Stealing his jackets when it’s cold but he can’t complain.
  • Although you come no where close to stealing the unicorn.
  • “Why do you even carry that thing around?” 
  • You both are open with each other about your love lives. Mostly because George is hopeless at long time commitment and you just like to laugh at him.
  • Protective big brother.
  • When you both get partners to work with when you break into places they often find you both hilarious.
  • Before you kill/knock them out, of course.
  • Dumb texts to each other like “Morning fucker!! I hope your left foot is still attached :) xxx”
  • Going into casinos if you don’t win anything then you smash the glass to those grab machines, take something then run.
  • That’s actually how you got pinky.
  • When you both went to a different country your motto was, “That’s not how we did it in Australia.”
  • You are so close it’s unreal, you’ve only got your back and his. No one else.

“The real sin of marriage today is not adultery or lack of “adjustment” or “mental cruelty.” It is the idolization of the family itself, the refusal to understand marriage as directed toward the Kingdom of God. This is expressed in the sentiment that one would “do anything” for his family, even steal. The family has here ceased to be for the glory of God; it has ceased to be a sacramental entrance into his presence. It is not the lack of respect for the family, it is the idolization of the family that breaks the modern family so easily, making divorce its almost natural shadow. It is the identification of marriage with happiness and the refusal to accept the cross in it. In a Christian marriage, in fact, three are married; and the united loyalty of the two toward the third, who is God, keeps the two in an active unity with each other as well as with God. Yet it is the presence of God which is the death of the marriage as something only “natural.” It is the cross of Christ that brings the self-sufficiency of nature to its end. But “by the cross, joy entered the whole world.” Its presence is thus the real joy of marriage. It is the joyful certitude that the marriage vow, in the perspective of the eternal Kingdom, is not taken “until death parts,” but until death unites us completely.” – Alexander Schmemann, For the Life of the World

now that it’s official that they are boyfriends who like to tease and give each other shit, have some headcanons:

  • isak’s favorite thing once he comes home from school to even in his bed is get under the covers, snuggle real close, give him a kiss, and — to tickle him under his shirt with freezing cold hands
    • even jumps a foot in the air and swears every time
  • even likes to steal things from isak’s room and put them in just-a-bit-too-high-for-isak-to-reach places in the flat and then hide anything isak can use to stand on to reach them
    • isak then moans and groans and kisses even a lot until he gives in and retrieves them for him
    • (isak still does it anyway when he finds out where the footstool is hidden)
  • whenever isak is being lazy and starts to ask even for a favor (“hey, any chance you could-”), even simply deadpans “no” and walks away
    • isak starts doing the sAME THING RIGHT BACK bc even’s a jerkcanoe
  • isak steals even’s phone all the time - not to get into it - but to take literally dozens of pictures of himself with the camera while it’s still locked
    • (most of them are just him flipping even the bird in increasingly creative ways) 
  • even telling isak blatant lies about everything and anything and isak falling for them every time
    • e: “did u know if u put a raisin in grape juice it turns into a grape?” 
    • i: “really????” 
    • e: “………” 
    • i: “….are u f kidding me nOT AGAIN”
  • isak buys a little waterproof notepad for his shower since they tend to shower at different times in the morning and so he thought it would be cute for them to write little notes to each other
    • even just draws dicks
    • (isak decorates them)
  • even likes to sneakily turn isak’s phone off silent in the morning and call him while he’s in class so isak’s embarrassing self-recorded rap ringtone plays for all to hear
    • when isak inevitably sends even to voicemail, even just leaves dumb voicemails like “this is ur doctor calling and we’ve decided to prescribe u the over the counter Suck-A-Dick medication to help with ur boners, we’ve left it with ur bf, make sure to take some when u get home”

i literally could go on forever with these