Tumblr. I was one of these men. I have been depressed and I was almost a rape victim. It seriously screws you up. What’s worse is that society tells you that you’re not supposed to have feelings and that you need to man up. Men need just as much help as women do, and their feelings are just as valid. Spread awareness and more importantly, DO SOMETHING TO HELP THEM.
Can I still reblog if I didn’t self harm but I give a fuck and have depression? Reblogging anyway
“"I’m not a sexist, but I’m not a feminist." They think there’s this fuzzy middle ground. There’s no fuzzy middle ground. You either believe that women are people or you don’t. It’s that simple.”— Joss Whedon tells it like it is. (via ashtonkosher)
You know what just occurred to me? Sherlock always noticed the way John walked. He took that in. He was always watching him, taking in and remembering all the little quirks that make John, John. He really does know every single little thing about John. He noticed how he walks, for gods sake. Because to Sherlock there’s not a single thing about John that’s not worth memorising. That’s breaking my heart right now.
“So she was turned away
To hide her face, her lips, her guilt among the trees,
Even their leaves, to haunt caves of the forest,
To feed her love on melancholy sorrow,
Which, sleepless, turned her body to a shade,
First pale fire and wrinkled, then a sheet of air,
Then bones, which some-say turned to thin-worn rocks;
And last her voice remained. Vanished in forest,
Far from her usual walks on hills and valleys,
She’s heard by all who call; her voice has life.”—
Let's Write Sherlock challenge 15 answer, 5/5 (Bingo!)
Title: Learning to fly (requires falling)
Author: I’m Nova/NovaNara depending where you find me
Bingo Card Number: 1
Trope: Writer’s choice. I picked Wing!fic
Summary: Sherlock is a botched experiment. He can’t fly. Yet?
Pairing: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson
Genre: Romance, Sci-fi?, angst, humour
Warnings: mad scientists experimenting; Jim Moriarty (not sure what he’ll do yet; he’s so changeable).
Author Notes: Bingo! Or at least bingo-started. As for ending…This will be finished, someday. I have many writing projects so maybe not soon. The end of all bingo projects is very, very far (The soulmate one will last a long time.)
Sherlock is a quiet nerd who pines after John from afar but one summer sherlock grows 5 inches and his voice drops and come school year John sees him and HEARS him and realizes he may not be as straight as he thought.