"—this angel of freedom: what do you think he's made of? Of God's
condescension and charity? Of his love? His justice? No, this angel
is made of the patience, obstinacy and struggle of mankind!”
-The Last Temptation of Christ by Nikos Kazantzakis
Pluto is not a planet. The IAU (in my book) gets to decide what the definition of a planet is because there has to be a definition and they are by far the most qualified body to define it.
Pluto does not meet that definition, and thus should not be considered a planet. I agree with their definition, but even if I didn’t I would submit to it because I am not an expert.
Recently, three people sat in a room and argued about whether pluto was a planet. The audience then voted…and they voted that Pluto was a planet. That, of course, means nothing. If you want random groups of people to define scientific terms…it’s going to be hard to get any actual science done.
john and sherlock having sex for the first time and sherlock is insecure and shy and closes his eyes but john is like “love, please open your eyes I want to see you, I want to look at you” and sherlock opens his eyes and stares at john’s cock filling him and whispers “oh” and john just holds sherlock harder and whispers “yeah, yeah I’ve got you, i’m so in love with you sherlock” and sherlock just keeps riding john’s cock and tries not to cry
Full Size image can be found here (x) (We can just all ignore the background and the fact I can’t draw violins right?)
Sherlock found it even more difficult to sleep after his time away dismantling Moriarty’s web. The things he went through, the pain, the psychological torture… Being away from John. They all took their toll, culminating in sleepless nights. When he could sleep there was nightmares, nightmares reminding him of the scars his torso was now littered with, nightmares of Moriarty’s sniper getting to John before Sherlock could take him down. With those, he would wake up screaming and he could never return to his already restless sleep.
He would always reach for his violin when he couldn’t sleep but he could never seem to make it sing, like he used to for John. The flat was empty and John was gone, there was no one to hear his melodies, no one else to soothe after waking from their own nightmares. He didn’t know how John coped alone when he returned from the army now he knew what it was like.
Sherlock would stand there for a couple of hours, just standing and thinking, mostly thoughts of John, the occasional crime scene, just anything but they two years he was away. When he had finally exhausted himself he would put he violin back down, unplayed and limp back to his bedroom hoping that this time, maybe this time he would sleep.
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Stop it. STOP IT. Gah, do you want me crying all day? Put John back in that flat IMMEDIATELY. I need the C part of H/C.
I’m not even sorry. Everyone can suffer with me.
harry and hermione’s relationship is so important because it shows that two characters can love each other deeply but not in a romantic way and there are not enough boy/girl unconditional, innocent friendships like that in books and that is why i am refusing to accept that J.K. wanted them together
- He’s not James, Sirius.
– Well, he’s not your son.
Sir Nicholas Winton is a humanitarian who organized a rescue operation that saved the lives of 669 Jewish Czechoslovakia children from Nazi death camps, and brought them to the safety of Great Britain between the years 1938-1939.
After the war, his efforts remained unknown. But in 1988, Winton’s wife Grete found the scrapbook from 1939 with the complete list of children’s names and photos. Sir Nicholas Winton is sitting in an audience of Jewish Czechoslovakian people who he saved 50 years before.
This post gained more than 100,000 notes in over a day. One of the most powerful things I ever posted.
GUYS I WAS SINGING IN THE SHOWER AND I THOUGHT I WAS ALONE IN THE BATHROOM ‘CAUSE IT’S A COMMUNAL BATHROOM AND WHEN I FINISHED AND SHUT OFF THE SHOWER PEOPLE FUCKING APPLAUDED
I DON’T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND I NEARLY HAD A HEART ATTACK
I’m laughing more than I should…..
GUYS THIS WASN’T SUPPOSED TO GET ANY NOTES WHAT ARE YOU DOING
are you kidding this is hilarious
Most people say that it’s ridiculous to say that the Harry Potter books saved lives, but read this and you’ll change your perspective. Evanna Lynch, who plays Luna Lovegood in Harry Potter, once wrote to J.K. Rowling begging for at least a tiny role in one of the films. At the time she was young and was dying due to her anorexia. She mentioned it to J.K. and begged to have one part in the film before it was too late. J.K. Rowling responded with a deal: she’d give her a part if she got better. Evanna got better and never returned to her anorexia.
Reblog every time because 1. It’s fucking awesome. 2. She’s fucking gorgeous. and 3. Books save lives.
NO NO NO NO NO NO WRONG.
I always see this post and it always irritates the shit out of me.
JK Rowling did not offer Evanna the part if she got better. And Evanna CERTAINLY didn’t beg for it.That’s not what happened at all. While Evanna was doing inpatient therapy for her disorder she wrote to JK Rowling expressing her admiration for the author. She continued to write back and forth with JK Rowling from the age of eleven onward. That much is true. And JK Rowling did encourage and help her to fight the disease.
But Evanna stood in line with all of the REST of those FIFTEEN THOUSAND hopeful girls and won the part based on her TALENT ALONE. JK Rowling wasn’t even aware that Evanna was the girl she’d been exchanging letters with until AFTER she was already cast! Here’s a quote from a Q&A with Evanna about this very subject
I wrote to her when I was 11, and I was sick at the time. I had an eating disorder. I wrote to her because Harry Potter was the only other thing I really cared about and that helped me take my mind off it, and I just wanted to thank her for that and say how much it helped me. Especially how much Luna helped me. It was basically just a big fat, “thank you, I love you” letter.
I kept expecting her not to write back, but she’s just such a caring person that she really wants to help with whatever wisdom she has. We wrote for years, and she helped me through recovery and everything.
I was still writing to her when I got the part of Luna. But it happened in such a short space of time that I didn’t get to tell her. The producers told her because they just mentioned the names of people. She was really shocked. We still keep in touch.
So please for the love of god, stop reducing this fantastic actress and woman and human being to her disease. She didn’t get better so she could play Luna. She got better just to get better. To have a wonderful life. And she probably worked incredibly fucking hard to do so. It was because she got better that she got the opportunity to play Luna and played her so beautifully, that JK Rowling wrote the character to be more like Evanna. Not the other way around.
Evanna Lynch’s story holds an incredible message for those fighting their respective eating disorders: 1. You don’t have to starve yourself to be successful or even considered beautiful and 2. The only way to discover your potential, to fully live your life, is if you’re healthy and around to live it.
JK Rowling is a wonderful woman and she supported Evanna with her words and her stories. She’s done much the same for many of us. But Evanna Lynch’s recovery is not about JK Rowling.
Evanna is strong and capable and talented on her own. Everybody needs support now and again. But please, please, please DON’T praise JK Rowling for Evanna Lynch’s recovery. That’s not how it works. And the idea that you need someone else to come and fix you, to bribe you into recovering is dangerous and wrong. Recovery comes from within. It’s about changing the way you think about yourself and food. The only way to recover is to make those difficult choices inside your own head, your own body. Nothing can change that.
This woman is proof that all of us, nerdy or bullied or odd like Luna, have the power to take control of our lives and conquer our demons. This woman is proof that hope is not silly. Finding solace in fiction is not frivolous.
Evanna Lynch is the hero of this story.
Not Harry Potter.
Not JK Rowling.