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Have you….
-Taken your meds today?
-Had any water today?
-Eaten anything today?
-Gotten any sleep today?
Just a reminder that….
-You are loved
-You are wanted
-Your thoughts and feelings are valid
Things that might help if you’re having one of those days…
-Blanket/Pillow fort
-Hot shower/Bubble bath
-Sleep
-Fresh air (go for a walk or drive with the windows down and the music up)
-Cookies (Judge me if you want)
-Drawing/Coloring/Painting
Hang in there friends ❤️
(via ailleee)
Can we just talk about the moment when the Howling Commandos realize that the only reason any of them made it out is because Steve loves Bucky That. Fucking. Much.? That if Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes were just a tiny bit less adorable, they’d all be dead?
mellyblue007 said: And later they hear Bucky reading Steve the riot act for “jumping out of an airplane flown by HOWARD STARK…oh my god, Steve, do you even remember the ‘flying’ car…into enemy territory ALONE, you big JERK!” and they know Bucky feels the same way.
sarah-the-ninja said: They probably tried to protect Bucky without him finding out, because Bucky was trying to protect Steve at the same time (and Steve’s an idiot)…Can you imagine them after the plane fell, though?
Oh man I want those scenes so, so much. As flashbacks or hell, put the Howling Commandos in Agent Carter and just have them sit around telling war stories about these two dorks trying to keep each other safe at the expense of all else.
“Hey, remember the time Rogers pushed Barnes out of the way of that machine gun fire, and then Barnes picked up the shield and smacked him over the head with it?”
“Remember when Barnes snuck out at dawn and took down an entire Hydra encampment, one by one, with his rifle just so Rogers couldn’t storm the place?”
“Remember how they always used to share a tent?”
And all of the Commandos just stop and give Dum Dum the look while he giggles and takes another sip of his beer.
shanology: And someone mutters, “We don’t talk about the tent.”
Okay but imagine the moment someone in the Howling Commandos actually realizes why Steve saves them and he just looks over at Bucky and goes, “You beautiful sonovabitch. I am so glad you’re attractive.” and poor Bucky is like uhhh thanks?? I think?
shanology: Oh man yes. YES. And the guys do everything they can to give Steve and Bucky time alone without them realizing it, because dammit, they owe it to them.
But the Commandos can’t decide whether it’s safer to always be near Bucky, because Steve is guaranteed to be there kicking people’s asses, or never be near Bucky, because Steve might throw YOU in front of a bullet if it came down to you or Barnes.
I’M JUST GONNA KEEP REBLOGGING THIS BECAUSE YOUR COMMENTS ARE MAKING MY DAY, GUYS:
butlerbookbinding: Now all I can see is the Commandos hunkering down, all “MEN, OUR VERY LIVES ARE RIDING ON THOSE DIMPLES AND THE CAPTAIN’S DESIRE TO RIDE THAT MAN LIKE A STALLION. KEEP HIM ALIVE AND ATTRACTIVE AT ALL COSTS!”
shadava: Remember that one time Steve and Bucky went out for fondue
“ride that man like a stallion” *dying*
(via thepainofthesass)
“My body, my choice” only makes sense when someone else’s life isn’t at stake.
Fun fact: If my younger sister was in a car accident and desperately needed a blood transfusion to live, and I was the only person on Earth who could donate blood to save her, and even though donating blood is a relatively easy, safe, and quick procedure no one can force me to give blood. Yes, even to save the life of a fully grown person, it would be ILLEGAL to FORCE me to donate blood if I didn’t want to.
See, we have this concept called “bodily autonomy.” It’s this….cultural notion that a person’s control over their own body is above all important and must not be infringed upon.
Like, we can’t even take LIFE SAVING organs from CORPSES unless the person whose corpse it is gave consent before their death. Even corpses get bodily autonomy.
To tell people that they MUST sacrifice their bodily autonomy for 9 months against their will in an incredibly expensive, invasive, difficult process to save what YOU view as another human life (a debatable claim in the early stages of pregnancy when the VAST majority of abortions are performed) is desperately unethical. You can’t even ask people to sacrifice bodily autonomy to give up organs they aren’t using anymore after they have died.
You’re asking people who can become pregnant to accept less bodily autonomy than we grant to dead bodies.
reblogging for commentary
But, assuming the mother wasn’t raped, the choice to HAVE a baby and risk sacrificing their “bodily autonomy” is a choice that the mother made. YOu don’t have to have sex with someone. Cases of rape aside, it isn’t ethical to say abortion is justified. The unborn baby has rights, too.
First point: Bodily autonomy can be preserved, even if another life is dependent on it. See again the example about the blood donation.
And here’s another point: When you say that “rape is the exception” you betray something FUNDAMENTALLY BROKEN about your own argument.
Because a fetus produced from sexual assault is biologically NO DIFFERENT than a fetus produced from consensual sex. No difference at all.
If one is alive, so is the other. If one is a person, so is the other. If one has a soul, then so does the other. If one is a little blessing that happened for a reason and must be protected, then so is the other.
When you say that “Rape is the exception” what you betray is this: It isn’t about a life. This isn’t about the little soul sitting inside some person’s womb, because if it was you wouldn’t care about HOW it got there, only that it is a little life that needs protecting.
When you say “rape is the exception” what you say is this: You are treating pregnancy as a punishment. You are PUNISHING people who have had CONSENSUAL SEX but don’t want to go through a pregnancy. People who DARED to have consensual sex without the goal of procreation in mind, and this is their “consequence.”
And that is gross.
This has been added to since I last saw it, so reblogging again.
Busted wide open.
Mic dropped.
Also, let’s talk consent 101: consenting to one thing does not mean I am automatically consenting to something else.
If I consent to kiss someone, I am not automatically consenting to having sex with them. Hell, if I consented to have sex with someone one way, it doesn’t mean I am automatically consenting to doing it in a different. If I consent to having intercourse, I am not by default consenting to getting pregnant and giving birth.
*applause*
(via muteelfmoonmoon)
“Well, fuck.”
“USE THE SPOONS”
“oops okay nevermind”
“throw things together”
“shaking the ketchup”
“last-minute panic”
“it got long”
Crying on floor
Ask Julia
“…is typing.”
“ARE YOU KIDDING”
“JUST… DO IT!!!!!!”
“what if I-”
“47 unfinished drafts”
More accidental angst.
Fuck this shit
“LEEEERRRRROOOOOOOYYYYYY JEEEEEEENKIIIIIINS!”
Cut to murder.
(via determamfidd)
Look at the notes tho
(Source: ohddaniellee-blog, via starwarsisgay)
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its so weird when people are like “WHY SHIP ROMANTIC WHEN U COULD SHIP PLATONIC” cause dude if i like a ship, im shipping it every way. platonic romantic aesthetic sexual sensual, au where they hate each other and have an intense rivarly, au where they’re dogs, coffee shop au, like are there people who only ship things one way or
(Source: sonansu, via dyinghistoric)
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“ Nothing about us without us.
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This April, don’t support an organization that harms autistic people.
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Nothing about us without us.
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This April, don’t support an organization that harms autistic people.
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Support one built by autistic people, for autistic people.
[logos for the Autistic Self Advocacy Network and the Autism Women’s Network]Reblogging to spread the word, cause evidence shows that Autism $peaks are classic horror movie villains.
Reblogging because I’ve always wondered who to support instead of AS.
To every friend of mine who reblogs this, thank you. It means I can trust you. <3
(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)
dear person reading this:
- your crooked teeth make your lovely smile extremely cute and endearing (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
- your splotches of freckles? yeah, those are places where the galaxies whirling inside of you leaked out to radiance their brilliancy into the world
- your thighs touch? that’s a GOOD thing. you’re getting proper nutrition! you have muscles! d o n o t b e a s h a m e d!!!! also, thigh gaps are awesome too! anything related to thighs is awesome! all thighs are different because every person is different, and honestly, why does it matter what your thighs look like?? people who are bothered by thighs are weak tbh
- “bingo arms”???? listen up: you only have bingo arms when you’re WINNING. otherwise why would you be yelling “bingo”?? thought so. you’re a winner – you can do anything you set your incredible mind to!
- your hair is so unbelievably gorgeous and don’t you deny it. don’t forget to style it, dye it, try new shampoos with it, as long as you want to! your hair is your own, whether it be frizzled or dry or thick or thin – be proud of that, and remember that you can always change it up!
- your eyes are not too small, or too big, or too wide apart, or too ugly. your eyes are your own mortal doorway into your soul, expressing your thoughts and emotions in dazzling swirls and hues for others to decipher. don’t be afraid to cry, don’t be disgusted by the crinkles at the corners when you smile, don’t hate on the small, microscopic blood vessels running through them. don’t lock your door out of needless shame!
- scars!!! scars are so cool! they’re visual results from a chapter that makes up the story of your life! no matter where scars are, don’t be conscious of concealing them! ppl loVE scars! even the tiny lil ones! anyone who has a scar is automatically known as an ultimate badass sorry that’s the rule
- same goes for stretch marks! those little ripples on your thighs, your hips, your waist, your belly? those mean that you’ve GROWN. your body has adapted frequently throughout your life, and leaves those little ripples as little hints of your amazing journey through life, from babyhood to adulthood! (or maybe you’re just a mystical ocean god/goddess and those waves are symbols of your enormous power, onlookers should be on the lookout)
- sorry, did you say you had a pig nose? do you even kNOW how cute piggies are you should be PROUD of your nose cAUSE U CUTE
- long, thin nose? p l s. that just means you’re king/queen of everything. don’t deny it. you know how powerful you truly are
- tummy rolls? everyone has them. seriously, no matter how thin a person may seem, tummy rolls are inevitable. you are not alone! tummy rolls rock! ROCK THOSE TUMMY ROLLS!
- trust me, barely anyone see your feet anyways. besides, feet aren’t that bad – how do you think your hands would look if they walked everywhere over the earth’s rough terrain? feet are hella
- ears are so cool omg they’re like fingerprints, unique to you and you only! plus you can pierce them! repeatedly! how cool is that? ears are best
- do nOT be anxious about flaunting your legs! wear that short skirt! wear those shorts! own that bikini! your legs are marvelous! ppl would kill for a pair of dandy lookin legs like yours! pale or tan, legs are glorious! L E G S
- lips. lips. do you know how many magic tricks your lips are able to perform? the formation of words, the ability to smile or frown, the ability to express, to kiss, to wear makeup; lips are ethereal and exquisite in all forms!
- #1 tip: your eyebrows are always on fleek (▰˘◡˘▰)
- and lastly: you are not dumb. you are not worthless. you are not a waste of space, an empty void, a meaningless shell. you are loved. you are worth everything. you are so incredibly intelligent, you are utterly unforgettable, and you are breathtaking in every single way.
- next time you look in a mirror, blow yourself a kiss and don’t worry – you’ll kill it out there today. ♥
(Source: fightdarcy, via yea-lets-do-this-shit)
