Okay so I want all of you to do this. Go into my ask and go onto anon. Vent. Tell me a secret you’ve been keeping. Tell me how your day was. Tell me how you’re feeling. Tell me anything. I won’t post it if you ask me not to. Just get whatever you need to off of your chest. Trust me, it will help.
This is the result of my sleepless night.
It was just an ordinary middle-aged man. A little overweight, not very handsome, few silver strings in his hair. You would pass him on a street and forget him immediately. But it seemed like Fate decided that his life was boring enough for his death to be exceptional. And there he lay, on a slab in St Bart’s hospital morgue, with his face twisted in the most terrifying expression of fear one could imagine. Female constable fainted when she saw him.
Deceased’s eyes were still wide open, and it was like their stares met when Ned leaned down to look closer at him.
“What happened to you?”, he whispered to himself and shuddered slightly at the look of terribly deformed face before him. He hesitated before raising his hand and reaching to dead man’s shoulder. His fingers trembled when his hand lingered inches above the skin of the corpse. Ned shakily inhaled through his nostrils and extended his index finger as if to poke the man. Then he heard footsteps on a hallway and the door to the morgue opened, Ned took back his hand in the very last moment. The man remained lying dead on a slab. Ned sighed with relief, and stepped back, looking up at the intruder.
A tall man in a long dark coat came in through the door, his footsteps quick and his posture confident. The man stopped abruptly when he saw Ned standing there. He tilted his head, his dark locks unruly on his white forehead.
“Who are you?”, the man asked, narrowing his eyes and raising his chin, which only made his prominent cheekbones look even sharper.
New poster for #Elementary on #CBS.
Writing is weird.
One minute you are telling a story.
The next minute you are researching the average amount of snowfall Edinburgh gets.
or how to kill someone with a piece of barbed wire and a tomato
Or how much force it takes to dent a human skull with a can of Pepsi.
what the hell are you guys writing?
But the only exception actor-wise to my sort of “didn’t intrude” rule was Evanna Lynch, who plays Luna. I hear her voice when I write Luna. And I even put painted pictures on the ceiling of literally Luna’s room in tribute to Evanna, because she, the actress herself, is so creative. She’s so talented and I know her well. So she influenced the real Luna.
I’m gonna reblog this again to remind people that EVANNA WAS NOT PROMISED THE ROLE IF SHE OVERCAME ANOREXIA
SHE OVERCAME ANOREXIA AND LANDED THE ROLE ON HER OWN
THANK YOU STOP SPREADING THAT SHITTY RUMOR
Actually you’re not considered dead when your heart stops beating. This is why many medical professionals still try to revive those whose hearts have stopped. Because medicine and science has found that death is not considered when your heart as stopped, but once all brain activity has ceased. Which is why they usually have around six minutes before there is no chance to revive. Because when the heart has stopped, your brain cells are deprived of oxygen and start to die.
Fetuses do not have regular brain activity until 25 weeks. At this point in gestation the only time an abortion would be performed is out of medical necessity to save the mother’s life, or to spare the fetus from a short and painful life. These only make up 1% of all abortions. And therefore by this argument, but with the knowledge of what is actually classified as death, a fetus isn’t ‘alive’ until roughly 25 weeks. Far after 99% of abortions are performed.
Please do actual research before trying to use emotional manipulative photos of babies that are born and NOT fetusesbefore parading it out and believing it as fact. Because you are only seriously misinforming yourself, and many others and furthering contributing to a movement that tries to control women’s bodies, when what they do with it does not affect you.
If you are so adamant about helping lives, try doing things for those who are in need and are actually sentient beings. Volunteer at a soup kitchen, donate to an organization that helps feed hungry children, support adoption of older children who are in foster care and are more likely to age out. But this? This does nothing.
no nope nONONONONONO i refuse non
This is so fucking important.
"Dude, how are you going to watch all of those episodes in a week?"
"But that’s not good for you—"
Look at him biting his lip the little effin shit
bryan fuller giving us a handy guide in case we ever need it