I am a 19 year old cat-lover whose special talent is procrastination. I suppose you could say I dabble in writing as well, and am a role-player.
I watch/read: Avatar The Last Airbender (and its sequel, Legend of Korra), Homestuck, Supernatural, Doctor Who, Danny Phantom, One Piece, Black Butler, 07 Ghost
I play: Skyrim, Assassin's Creed, Animal Crossing, Pokemon X, Phoenix Wright
3DS code: 0490-5392-7856
I'm on Flight Rising!
I literally block my computer to keep me off of this stupid site. Therefore I have only an hour a day on the desktop version of tumblr, so please keep this in mind when contacting me.
Today’s picture for invisible illness is a personal one. This is one of about 30 notes that my friend has received since using her handicapped placard. I’m going to say this to you, have you ever seen someone get out of a car parked in a handicapped space and said to yourself “they look too young or they don’t look disabled.” I’m going to go with yes you have, because we all have at one time. I can’t remember doing it, but before I understood the difficulties of invisible illness when I was younger I probably did. Let me ask you this though, when you had that thought was it because you knew with 100% certainty that they weren’t handicapped or did you assume that because of their age and/or not seeing a cane, walker or wheelchair? All I’m asking is that we stop and think when we someone need a mobility aid, park in a handicapped space or say they are disabled that we remember this “DISABILITY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH AGE OR APPEARNACE.” #spoonie #invisibleillness #disability #chronicillness #rheumatoidarthritis #lupus #fibromyalgia #myofascialpainsyndrome
If nothing else, this post needs to be seen around the internet more. This harassment is not okay and no one should have to deal with it on top of having an invisible illness. This is just another form of anonymous bullying to add to the internet bullying these TROLLS are capable of.
If you are healthy, please reblog.
If you are sick, please reblog.
If you have a disability, please reblog.
If you have an invisible illness, please reblog.
If you know someone with a disability, please reblog.
If you are a human being, please reblog.
Let’s spread the word and help those of us that may not look like it.
Ignorance isn’t bliss, ignorance is ignorance.
This is one of the major reasons Brook is among my favourite characters of all time. The layers of character depth he has are incredible.
On the surface level, he’s a 9ft tall, living dead skeleton whom they first encounter aboard a ghost ship out in the dark fog of a haunted ocean. Pretty creepy, right? Yeah, hella creepy.
It doesn’t take very long however, for us to find that there’s more to this skeleton than meets the eye (though he doesn’t have any! Yohoho!); on the second level, he’s a complete dork. Seriously, what kind of skeleton is afraid of zombies and ghosts? Out of the entire crew, the guy who screams the loudest when something spooky or supernatural shows up is the skeleton. Go figure. No need to even mention all the jokes he makes about being dead. Atop all this, he is very sweet, loyal, encouraging, and protective of his crew. He can be quite inappropriate at times (and if you study Japanese and all of its levels of politeness, you’ll appreciate the humor of him saying rude things in a very polite way), and very unconventional, but it’s all part of what makes him the ridiculous goof-ball of character he is. As far as undead skeletons go, he is freaking adorable, and despite his towering physique and phantomesque appearance, he’s not scary at all.
But his character goes another step deeper than this again.
All dorkiness aside, Brook is still the skeleton of a man who once died, but came back from the land of the dead. Even before his passing, he’d seen death and fire (we still know next to nothing about the first 38 years of his life!!). But as the user of the yomi-yomi no mi, he actually did glimpse the Land of the Dead for a short while, and (notably after the timeskip) he has become more in-tune with the abilities he gained. He can freaking summon the chill of the underworld. That is actually terrifying. It takes a lot to get him mad, but one of his instant beserk buttons is when any of his Nakama are threatened or hurt. And Brook is not the type of guy whose bad side you’d want to be on. Just thinking of the difference in his vocal tone from the almost always present ‘yohoho!’ to the ghostly muttering of ‘hanauta sancho’ once he’s sliced an opponent open and it’s difficult to believe it’s the same character…
So basically, while on the surface, Brook does look the scariest out of the crew, you only need to know him for a few moments to figure out that only a little further down, he isn’t scary at all. Deeper down however… he’s even more fearsome than his surface appearance lets on. In my honest opinion, he really is the scariest person in the crew.
There is waaaaaaay more I would say about him (I owe you all an in depth piece about what I think could have happened in those first 38 years as hinted in this post after my exam next week), but I’ll leave it there for now.
Brook is not a guy whose bad side you want to be on. Threatening his dear Nakama… definitely puts you on his bad side.
"Let me tell you a story about the man who saved my life. He changed my life and he will change the world!!
This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said
“Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad)
I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.
You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.