a heroic life

Nathalie Léger | Suite for Barbara Loden

a woman on the run or in hiding

concealing her pain and her refusal

putting on an act

in order to break free

a woman, through and through: an actress

i was like the living dead


so if you are asleep and defenseless, i guess you can be about 300% sure that a prospit kid will jump in front of you and heroically save your life

(thanks to the tags on this post by lightrises !)

Autopsy photographs showing defense wounds on the hands of Travis Alexander, who was brutally murdered in his Arizona home in June 2008.

The presence of multiple cuts on the hands and forearms of a murder victim indicates they attempted to ward off an attack with a knife, or a similiar sharp instrument. When a victim tries to wrestle the weapon off the attacker their thumbs and fingers can suffer deep slashes and lacerations. Livid bruising on Travis Alexander’s knuckles suggests he fought heroically for his life before being stabbed repeatedly and shot. His ex-girlfriend, Jodi Arias, was charged and convicted of his murder.

I’ve been praying for somebody to save me, no one’s heroic
And my life don’t even matter
I know it I know it I know I’m hurting deep down but can’t show it
I never had a place to call my own
I never had a home
Ain’t nobody callin’ my phone
Where you been? Where you at? What’s on your mind?
They say every life precious but nobody care about mine
—  Logic - 1-800-273-8255

i wouldnt have a problem with pro-lifers if they stopped calling themselves that

once i was literally told by a so-called pro-lifer that in case of a life-threatening pregnancy, “heroic self-sacrifice is an option” like literally he said the pregnant should just die

death doesn’t sound very pro-life to me

Heroic Protection

The lack of Protective Danny Fenton prompts in my inbox has me crushed, so here, have something I more or less wrote for myself

The battle lasted several hours. Ghosts had flown through almost every building and street in Amity Park, most of them cackling with glee as they fired ectoblasts at cars and windows. Some had hidden or cowered in tight spaces, and Maddie knew she and Jack would be finding their ilk for days afterwards, but at the time, they had focused their attention on the most aggressive specters, starting with a white-skinned ghost in a tailored suit and ending with Maddie’s ecto-rifle and Jack’s ecto-blaster aimed at their town’s most tenacious invader.

Exhausted, it had only taken one shot from Maddie’s rifle to knock the Ghost Boy out of the sky, and as he lay on the ground, ectoplasm dripping between the fingers of the hand he pressed against his chest, he stared up at them with wide, shocked eyes. On a human, the shot would have been fatal, but the ghost seemed merely pained as he tried to push himself further away from them. Maddie wasn’t worried he’d get far.

His weight on the bedsheet “cape,” he had knotted around his own throat kept him as tethered as any net.

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anonymous asked:

what are the best Stiles as pack mom/ stiles and derek (accidentally) build a den fics? thanks in advance and have a nice weekend/ rest of the weekend!

Hey :) Good gravy! It has been a weekend full of essays. Is it holiday break yet?! Anyways, pack mom stiles is the best! 

Ok, I had 2 asks for pack mom Stiles and I’m not sure I got either one right. I tried you guys!!! Seriously though, these fics are awesome even if they aren’t exactly what you were looking for. 

here is the deepest secret nobody knows by  owlpostagain | 22.3K

“Derek,” Stiles groans. “You have me. You’ve always had me, you absolute moron, how many physically impossible feats of life-saving heroics do I have to perform before you get it?”

On Building an IKEA Den for an Alpha Werewolf | 13.8K

Senior Prom is coming up, and Stiles doesn’t have a date. Additionally, Derek has an unfurnished apartment, and no one to take him to IKEA.

some nights by  Hymn | 5K

Derek pisses Stiles off, and Stiles issues an “open-door policy” for the teenaged werewolves in his life. (Which is, really, more of an open-window policy, because seriously: werewolves) After that it is, like, all werewolf all the time.

Stilinski’s Home for Wayward Wolves by  owlpostagain  | 35.1K

In which Stiles Stilinski moves to Beacon Hills for his junior year of high school and accidentally adopts a pack of teenage werewolves.

Pack Mom by  one_windiga | 5.3K

’“It’s just a sandwich,” Isaac mumbled around the food in his mouth, crunching a little between words. Derek firmly believed there was no such thing as ‘just’ anything where Stiles was concerned.’

Stiles begins to take on the role of the Pack Mom. Derek is confused and upset.

A Question of Pack by  impalagirl, wilddragonflying | 24.4K

Stiles knows he isn’t pack.

But why do the Betas keep coming to him for advice and comfort?

ticket for littering by  kellifer_fic | 7.6K

Stiles is totally ready for his life to stop being a horror movie and start being a romcom. This… isn’t exactly what he had in mind.

build a rocket, boys! by  hito | 2.5K

Stiles has kind of become the den mother. It’s not like he planned it!

Pack Dynamics For Dummies by  SpiritsFlame | 36.6K

Stiles isn’t sure how a Pack is supposed to work, but he’s pretty sure that this this disorganized jumble of people and events doesn’t quite qualify. He has to hand it to Derek though, he keeps trying. And Stiles has never been one to stand quietly on the sidelines.

Hitting the Motherlode | 3.8K

5 times Stiles was oblivious that he was being the pack mom and 1 time Derek made him enjoy it more than he should.

He’s Not Mine by  Sunnee | 68.5K

Derek comes home to find an abandoned werebaby on his front porch and Stiles volunteers to help him out. Surprisingly, that is just the beginning of his problems.

The truth...

Living with a chronic illness isn’t like the books and films pretended it would be…

It’s not stoic silence in the face of pain.

It’s not cosy sweaters and a cup of herbal tea.

It’s not living a heroic adventure of a life despite my ailments.

Nor is it aesthetic, or in any way some wonderful poetic tragedy.

Living with a chronic illness in truth is…

Crying, ugly faced exhausted tears because the pain makes you wish you could just stop existing.

Constant fear, so much so that sometimes you don’t even want to kiss your boyfriend when he comes home from work in case he’s been near someone with a cold.

Waiting rooms, consultations, ambulances, surgery, IV stands, hospital gowns and paper underwear. Sick bowls, blood draws, chapped lips and translucent skin. Unwashed hair, body odour, puffy eyes and rashes. This is not a fashion statement, it is not pleasing to the eye.

The only adventures I experience are that of characters in books that I read to escape the monotonous routine that sickness brings.

The anthology of a life like this seems hardly worth reading…

That ultimate heart eye moment when the scene you’ve been waiting for since the trailer dropped, is not only every bit as awesome, but is directly tied with your ship!!! 
😍😍💖. Jonerys FTW man!

I had been in awe of this shot since forever (and okay yes I have replayed it a few million times, but this awesomeness is out of the world!), and now I find out that he’s swinging that sword out of pure rage? Full blown anger radiating from him, cold waves of fury (ice and fire man, I’ve become fixated on that idea), he’s in full hulk mode at the moment, ready to take on the entire wight army by himself. He’s so typically Jon Snowish here, heroically risking his life in a stupid manner, ready to charge against impossible odds because he’s just so angry at that moment:


Aaaaannd *drum roll please* who is he angry for? Why did he fly into this murderous rage? What made him react like this?


When I had seen this in the trailer, I had been sure the moment wouldn’t actually live up to my expectations. But it actually succeeded in exceeding them? In the best most heartwrenching way possible? Jon being angry when people hurt those he love, Jon flying into a murderous rage against the people who hurt those he love, and who is the person he loves here?

Jon knows how much the dragons matter to Dany, he’s seen it, he’s heard her talking about them, and now he sees the look on her face when one of her children dies.

*hulk mode activated*

*jonerys feels intensify*


Conceive a costume of this scale… You’re risking ridicule, I mean, it’s a monster costume and the last thing you want is to rather look silly or camp and yet it has to look larger than life and heroic. (…) My costume particularly does so much of the work for me ‘cause Loki’s silhouette is so incredibibly menacing and those clothes are so mean and it’s leather and metal and gold.’

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13 magnus and alec

13. “How can anyone not be afraid of love?”

It’s a night when Magnus can’t sleep, but rather than spending it moving from room to room in the loft, he’s in bed, Alec beside him. Ever since opening up about the resurfaced memories of his mother, Magnus had felt lighter, but it didn’t magically make the nightmares stop. It did however, lead to Alec insisting that, if Magnus wanted to, he woke him up, let him be there. It was one of the many things that had settled in the cracks of Magnus’ heart the night they’d talked, the night that he fell in love with Alec deeper than he ever thought possible.

He’s lying on his side, facing Alec, their hands intertwined between them, and Magnus’ eyes are fixed on them, but he can feel Alec’s eyes on him. It’s quiet, the kind of quiet you would only find in the middle of the night, and although they’re both awake, neither has said anything for a while.

“What is your biggest fear?“

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Stiles listens to his dad ask him the same question that comes up way too often, and gets lost counting the dark flecks that scatter across the white expanse of the all-too-familiar hospital ceiling. Here again, and ‘He’ll be fine,’ the doctor says.

His dad wants to hear it from Stiles’ lips, though. Is he okay?

Is he really okay?

His answer doesn’t come as easily as it used to, no quip or snap back like it’s easy come easy go. The feckless lie sticks in the back of his throat, burning away like a hot coal choking the life out of him.

I’m fine.

He’s said it more than a million times, and no super-hearing anybody has heard his heart skip a single beat. Or maybe they did, but that thought doesn’t make it any easier, because that means they’ve ignored it a million times, too. And it should be easy, he’s brilliant at lying straight to his father’s face these days. Stiles knows how to twist a definition to make it true, how to believe in nothing and make it something.

He’s fine.

Molehills out of mountains.
Tip of the iceberg.

Shrink it down until it’s just an ember, a single flicker of pain low in his chest. It burns enough to remind him that it’s there, but cool enough for him to force the words out.

He stops counting the tiny holes in the ceiling, and plasters a bright, brilliant lie across his face.


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there’s apparently a dropped plotline of r1 of baze having a much bigger role and also being a fraudster and faking his way into people believing he’s a war-hero from the clone wars, n being a bit of a liar…. release it all you cowards…… can’t you see we’re all dying for more baze…. this is homophobia