minuiko:

"Must’ve slipped my mind."

disneydriven:

this is so unbelievably beautiful

just woke up from a really weird dream and now I’m freaking out a little bit about dying and natural disasters wtf brain this is what happens when you fall asleep to the titanic episode of doctor who I suppose lol

onehaleofawolf:

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theorlandojones:

This is a very serious disease* so I gladly accept the “bucket challenge”

*My heart goes out to all those who struggle with ALS but I am, of course, talking about the disease of apathy.  If (and hopefully when) Michael Brown’s killer is brought to justice and convicted of 1st degree murder, it still won’t prevent this from happening again. We cannot accept this as the status quo. We MUST continue the fight at the ballot box, in the media and by working to create systemic change. I’m not naive to the dirty politics (redistricting, voter ID requirements, etc) that will try to prevent us from our goal. But I refuse to give up hope. My “bullet bucket challenge” is not about pointing fingers and it’s not about being angry. Every shell casing in that bucket represents the life of someone who fought and died in the goal for civil rights and human dignity. As a member of law enforcement (yes I really am a reserve sheriff) I will not stand idly by while others violate civil and human rights under the cover of authority and I will insist that other good cops rise to the same standard as well. As a black man I will demand more from myself and my community. I will not allow outsiders to co-opt our struggle in order to commit violence in our name. I’m channeling my outrage into action so I no longer feel powerless. It’s not about black or white. It’s not about rich or poor. It’s about us vs. them. There are more of us — from all races, genders and identities — then there will ever be of them. And we will be victorious”

"The hottest places in hell are reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, maintain their neutrality"

Join me.

kimmi-watch:

Haven’t seen the episode but just saw this and, well, it’s pretty clear his mum told him this.

She was in the hospital and little Stiles was all alone in the room with her, as we know. She was probably having hallucinations and telling him all this weird stuff that didn’t make sense to him but he was used to that.

But then she had a moment of lucidity and asked him to come up onto her bed. She cuddled him and called him her big brave boy, told him how strong he was, how proud of him she was and would always be. She told him he was destined to do great things. She told him that his dad might have a little trouble for a little while once she was gone but that he’d pull through and look after him just as well as they did together.

But she also told him that his dad needed someone to look after him too because she knew he was going to have a hard time without her. She made him promise that he’d look after his father, that they’d look after each other, no matter what. She offered him her pinky and made her pinky swear that they’d take care of each other. Stiles nodded tears in his eyes and running down his cheeks.

By morning she was gone. 

A lot happened over the years but when Stiles looked at his dad and saw him drinking himself to oblivion to try to get by, when he got involved in the supernatural, when his dad was taken to be sacrificed, he could still hear his mother’s words whispering through his head.

"Take care of each other, my precious little guy. Take care of your dad for me."

He hated how much he felt he’d failed on that.

tilley33:

Linden Ashby: ryan on the set hanging out all naked and burned up and … on the phone.