#IBelieveIn...
Place for this fandom nerd to express innermost squee.
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Photoset reblogged from Marie likes to draw
Remember a few months ago when Marine Captain Matthew Phelps proposed to his boyfriend, Ben Schock, inside the White House and he said yes?
Well, they tied the knot this past weekend!
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aaarrrggghhh ccuuuuttteee! I want weeding pics like this. The love between them is so fucking gorgeous!
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Photoset reblogged from Sarcasm is my only weapon
“Apologize. Say that you’re sorry for decimating my family; for leaving me burned and broken for six year. Say it, and I’ll let her live.”
His eyes in the last gif are heartbreaking!
(Source: halequeens)
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Photoset reblogged from sel's place on tumblr
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HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE
Let’s say it’s 6.15pm and you’re going home (alone of course), after an unusually hard day on the job. You’re really tired, upset and frustrated. Suddenly you start experiencing severe pain in your chest that starts to drag out into your arm and up into your jaw. You are only about five miles from the hospital nearest your home. Unfortunately you don’t know if you’ll be able to make it that far. You have been trained in CPR, but the guy that taught the course did not tell you how to perform it on yourself..!!
NOW HOW TO SURVIVE A HEART ATTACK WHEN ALONE…
Since many people are alone when they suffer a heart attack, without help, the person whose heart is beating improperly and who begins to feel faint, has only about 10 seconds left before losing consciousness.
However, these victims can help themselves by coughing repeatedly and very vigorously.
A deep breath should be taken before each cough, and the cough must be deep and prolonged, as when producing sputum from deep inside the chest.
A breath and a cough must be repeated about every two seconds without let-up until help arrives, or until the heart is felt to be beating normally again.
Deep breaths get oxygen into the lungs and coughing movements squeeze the heart and keep the blood circulating.
The squeezing pressure on the heart also helps it regain normal rhythm. In this way, heart attack victims can perhaps buy precious time to get themselves to a phone and dial 911.
Rather than sharing another joke please contribute by broadcasting this which can save a person’s life!
Be prepared and become part of the solution. Get your free next-of-kin notification card today. Click here: https://www.InCaseOfEmergencyCard.com/Real talk
(Source: kellyjacobsbooks)
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Video reblogged from Marie likes to draw
Intersectionality described in 4 minutes.
Utterly brilliant. Just…goosebumps…
Damn. I don’t even have the words.
LGBT and Black oppression y’all….
This will take 4 minutes of your life and make you a better person
Always reblog.
(Source: queertoddler)
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Photo reblogged from Sarcasm is my only weapon
#god we could have had it all #derek and erica #imagine her insisting he braid her hair because she’s too tired one night#imagine her going to prom with boyd and derekhaving words with boyd #and teaching her how to slow dance in the loft because she didn’t know how #and stiles rambles in halfway through them dancing and stops at the door like #what is happening here #and erica laughs and makes them dance #and they both pretend to hate it and she’s like ~nailed it#imagine him teaching her how to drive and yelling when she doesn’t watch the road #and her being like lol werewolf dude #and him being like uh drivers licence and don’t call me dude #and then they start bickering because stiles is allowed to call him dude #she learns how to fight properly to the point where she can pin him #and he looks up at her all proud papa and she’s like whatevs and glows with pride inside #they go dress shopping and he flicks at old maagzines and panics about all the cosmo tips for wooing your love interest #and all the weird flexible shit he’s supposed to be able to do and fuck what if stiles wants to try that thing that looks like a pretzel #and erica laughs and laughs and tells him stiles would probably be too distracted by the whole omg i’m about to have sex thing so derek just #and take him for a milkshake first #she tries to talk to him about boyd and he’s like ugh no go talk to isaac #and they go bed shopping and she insists on all the pillows and shit #or shoe shopping and derek’s the most judgemental bff ever and makes a shop assistant cry #i’m crying why isn’t she coming back to me (via halesparkles)
(Source: mydearsourwolf)
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Photoset reblogged from Sarcasm is my only weapon
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Link reblogged from Sarcasm is my only weapon
In response to supposed “continuity issues.”
Stiles birthday in April actually makes a lot of sense. It means he turns 17 just after Season 2. It means he got held back at some point and, given what he know of him, it was most likely after falling behind due to either
A) his ADHD
B) the panic attacks after his mom’s death
And it means he’s a year older than the other sophomores.
Just like Allison.
See? It makes sense that when Allison told Scott her real age, his first assumption was NOT stupid/slow etc. His first assumption were “what life circumstances could have lead to her falling behind, like Stiles did. Oh, yeah, all the moving around.”
And it helps to explain why Scott didn’t know about the panic attacks, despite the fact that they seem close enough to have been best friends forever. Stiles got held back and, once he’d finally returned to school, made fast friends with the first kid he met, who, given Scott’s personality, probably didn’t have any other close friends.
Also makes it more plausible that the 22-23yr old(my guess) Derek seems “just a few years older” to Stiles.
Stiles being older says a lot about his feeling of inadequacy, feeling like he should be better than he is. Feeling inadequate for having gotten held back in the first place.
But it also says a lot about Scott and how observant he is.
(Source: chasingshhadows)
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Quote reblogged from Ms. Snarker RegretsBecause here’s the thing about realizing you’re into girls. Hardly anyone I know has ever said, “Am I gay?” in the same way they say, “Hey, do you know what the weather’s supposed to be like tomorrow?” Like they just need to figure out how to dress for the occasion. No, when most people ask, “Am I gay?” they ask it with the kind of urgency they would usually reserve for things like, “Do I strap this parachute to my back and jump from this free falling airplane or do I nose dive into the ocean and hope the sharks don’t eat my remains? SINK OR SWIM? LIVE OR DIE? QUENCH THE FIRE OR BURN ALIVE?” It feels so urgent, and the reason it feels so urgent is because you’re probably not just asking, “Hey, do I want to make out with other girls?”
You’re also probably asking: What the hell are my parents going to say when I tell them I want to kiss other girls? And my friends and my co-workers and my classmates and everyone at my family reunion? And what’s that girl going to say when I tell her I want to kiss her? And how is my life ever going to be OK, and how can I go on being the same, and am I the same, and what else do I not know about what’s alive inside me? And who will still love me and who will start hating me, and is God involved, or the government maybe, and what if it’s only one girl I want to kiss, and how do I label myself and must I label myself, and what if I change my mind and, really, what if I do burn alive?Heather Hogan (via ladysaviours) -
BIkers Against Child Abuse Helps Make Abused Children Feel Safe Again
“A biker’s power and intimidating image can even the playing field for a little kid who has been hurt. If the man who hurt this little girl calls or drives by, or even if she is just scared, another nightmare, the bikers will ride over and stand guard all night.
If she is afraid to go to school, they will take her and watch until she’s safely inside.
And if she has to testify against her abuser in court, they will go, too, walking with her to the witness stand and taking over the first row of seats.”
During one such testimony, a little boy sat on the stand, testifying against his abusive father, who sat less than 10 feet away.
“Why didn’t you say anything before now?” Asked the prosecutor.
“I was scared.” The little boy replied, honestly.
“Why aren’t you scared now, what changed?” The prosecutor watched the little boy closely as he pointed to the front row of seats in the court room.
“Because my friends are scarier than he is.”
(Source: raetherandom)
