malefactum:

I’ve gotten a lot of asks wondering how I make the fangs shown above so here is my easy cheap trick:

• Buy plain fake nails from the store (ex: walgreens, cvs, beauty supply, it’s all cheap really and with a whole pack you can make as many as you want or reuse your old ones!)

• Use scissors to cut out fangs to fit your teeth. (Use a size up from your tooth so it will lie flat.)

Purchase denture glue (yes that stuff that old folks use to keep their fake teeth in with)

Apply a small amount to the back of the fake nail/tooth and hold on to your tooth until it feels secure. (Your lips will help keep it in, don’t worry if it moves when you push it with your tongue.)

Voila! You’re the inhuman creature you have always wished to be. Just you know… don’t eat anything except liquids or your dreams will come crashing down.

Eternally Yours, 

   Malefactum

its-funnierinenochian:

#Excuse me I’m having random feelings about this scene and how well meaning Castiel is in it right now #because he’s reading Chastity’s mind just looking for a cue about how he’s supposed to proceed right? #seeing the guilt she feels over her father leaving has no relevancy to the situation at hand #and were Castiel as lacking in empathy as some people seem to view him #I don’t see what reason he has to say anything about it #but he does- he knows it wasn’t her fault and it genuinely baffles him that she would carry that guilt #and he tries to make it better by telling her that her father leaving had nothing to do with her #he tries to make her feel better when he has no reason to BUT empathy #And now he can see that he’s only made things worse but he doesn’t understand why #he doesn’t get where he went wrong in trying to help #and is that the story of Castiel’s life or what?

My Parents are Dead and My Sister is Disabled

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eisforedna:

On May 28th, my sister, Edna, turned 31.

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Her mental age is about three years old. She loves Winnie the Pooh, Beauty & the Beast, and Sesame Street. Even though the below picture is unconvincing. 

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Edna and “Cookie.” I think she was trying to play it cool. 

My name is Jeanie. I’m Edna’s younger sister. I’m also her guardian and caregiver. 

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That’s me on the left. (Hey, you never know. After a year of writing a blog about online dating - Jeanie Does the Internet - I’ve come to learn that there are A LOT of fools on the internet.) 

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ANYWAY, I’m not “doing the internet” anymore. I’m taking care of Edna full-time, after completing my MFA in Writing for Screen & Television at USC.

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May 16, 2014. I wanted a picture. Edna wanted breakfast.

In case you’re wondering where our parents are, they’re dead. Our mom died of breast cancer when she was just 33. 

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Us with mom before she died. (Obviously.)

As for our dad, he peaced-out around the time my mom got sick. His loss - we’re awesome. 

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Here we are being awesome at the beach. Pushing a wheelchair in the sand? Not so awesome. 

In case you’re wondering “What’s wrong?” with my sister - as a stranger once asked me on the street  -  NOTHING. Yes, Edna has a rare form of epilepsy - Lennox-Gastaut syndrome - but I don’t know if that’s anymore “wrong” than people who don’t have manners. 

Basically, Edna was born “normal,” and started having seizures as a baby. They eventually got so bad that they cut off the oxygen to her brain, causing her to be mentally disabled. Or impaired. Or intellectually disabled. Or whatever you want to call it - except “retarded,” because in 2010, President Obama signed Rosa’s Law into effect, replacing that word with “intellectually impaired.” 

Which is cool and all, but services for the disabled and the people who care for them are SEVERELY LACKING. Also, there’s a bunch of people working in taxpayer-funded positions who are supposed to help families like us, but don’t. (Big surprise, I know.) They just fill out paperwork (whenever they feel like it) with asinine statements like this: 

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YUP. I transport my sister down the stairs in her wheelchair, because that is not only safe, but TOTALLY PRACTICAL. Why doesn’t everyone in a wheelchair just take the stairs, for God’s sake? Stop being so lazy, PEOPLE WITHOUT WORKING LEGS! 

But, as it says above, Edna’s legs do work. Whether or not she wants them to, is another story. 

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Edna refusing to go inside. 

These are the stairs that I have to carry her up - by myself - on a daily basis. That is, until one of my legs break and both of us are just sitting at the bottom of the stairs, helpless. 

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For six months, I have begged - BEGGED - the State of California to help my sister, which they are required by law - The Lanterman Act specifically - to do so. But they’ve told me “these things take time” and that I “need to amend my expectations.” (That was said to me when I refused to place Edna at AN ALL-MALE CARE FACILITY. Because yes, that was an “option” that was offered to me.) 

Prior to Edna moving in with me in my one-bedroom apartment, she was living with her amazing caregiver, Gaby, back in Tucson, where we went to high school and I did my undergrad. Edna’s reppin’ the Wildcats below. 

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But back in November, Gaby also died from breast cancer. (FUCK YOU, BREAST CANCER!) This picture was taken a month before she died. She never even told me she was sick because she didn’t want me to worry. 

By the way, we were raised by our grandma. Edna and her were very close.

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She’s dead, too. Surprise.

She died when I was 20 and Edna was 21. That’s when I became Edna’s legal guardian and Gaby stepped into the picture to help me out with Edna. 

So, six months ago, after Gaby died, I moved Edna to California, where I tried to get the folks over at The Frank D. Lanterman Regional Center to help me. I’ve told them I’m worried about our safety - that one of us could get hurt on the stairs -  I’ve told them I can’t afford to pay the private babysitters $15/hour because the ones social services sent me who make $9/hour were unreliable (they didn’t show up on time or at all so I could get to school and work), untrustworthy (one of them let Edna go to the bathroom in the kitchen and then took her into the bathroom because “that what I thought I was supposed to do.”) 

But the people over at the FLRC don’t return my calls, they don’t file the paperwork on time - and the first caseworker that was assigned to us actually LAUGHED AT my sister when he came to our home to evaluate her. When I reported him to his supervisor, she told me, “That’s just [insert name of said jackass].” 

He was one of the two caseworkers that contributed to the report I mentioned above, which also included this: 

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So let me get this straight - I have to feed, bathe, dress and help Edna in the bathroom and you can’t deduce whether or not she is able to vote? What in the fuck?!

Now I realize I seem angry. And you can bet your balls I am. I’m also sad. Sad for those who don’t have family to stick up from them and who waste away God knows where, monitored by no one. Or monitored by people who physically and sexually assault them

I’m also sad for the caregivers who are SO EXHAUSTED - trying to take care of their loved ones - while also trying to take care of themselves and battling a system that is supposed to help, but does nothing of the sort. And I know a lot of people give up. They let their dreams, their marriages, their friendships slide. All while trying not to resent the very person you’re doing it all for.

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Edna wanted to sit next to me the other day while I was writing. Clearly, she’s not impressed. 

Here’s the thing: I REFUSE TO GIVE UP. I’M NOT GIVING UP ON HER OR MYSELF. I’m going to pursue my dreams while taking care of her, AND while ensuring that the people paid to do their jobs ACTUALLY do them.

That’s where you come in. I need you to help me get my story out there. Because I know I’m not alone in this. I want to connect with families who are in similar situations and also show people who have no idea what it’s like to care for someone with a disability (or even a loved one who is sick) that it can be rewarding. Super fucking hard. Exhausting. Painful. Isolating. But, rewarding. 

I’m going to get help for my sister - and others. My hope is that by sharing our story, I can bring awareness to the lack of services and help for the disabled. 

Thank you, 

Jeanie 

Facebook:  facebook.com/eisforedna

Twitter: @EisforEdna 

This made me cry

SIGNAL BOOST

STOP SCROLLING. THIS PERSON ISN’T ASKING FOR MONEY AND THIS POST WON’T MAKE YOU SAD.

This is a really uplifting and inspirational story of a family sticking by each other and making things work despite a whole lot of shit

They just want to find other people in the same position they are, for a sense of community and to feel like they aren’t alone.

I know out of all of you, some of you have followers who are living with and taking care of intellectually or emotionally disabled family members, and this lovely and unbreakable pair of sisters need to find them.

SIGNAL BOOOOOOOOOST

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caterinasforzas:

eoliveson:

aziraphalesneakers:


Can’t go over it.
Can’t go under it.
Can’t go around it.
Gotta go through it.

Trying to explain depression or anxiety to someone who’s never experienced it.

This belongs here.




#THANK YOU #anxiety disorders are like having a big brick wall in front of you and all your friends and family are on the other side #saying ‘just use your ladder!!!’ #and you don’t have a ladder #you’re not even really sure what a ladder is #and you say ‘i don’t have a ladder’ #and they say ‘of course you have a ladder everyone has a ladder’ #and you just have to stand down there beating your fists against the wall yelling I DONT HAVE A LADDER until someone throws you a rope #and meanwhile everyone on top is looking at each other like ‘what’s wrong with her? why doesn’t she just use her ladder?’
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caterinasforzas:

eoliveson:

aziraphalesneakers:


Can’t go over it.
Can’t go under it.
Can’t go around it.
Gotta go through it.

Trying to explain depression or anxiety to someone who’s never experienced it.

This belongs here.




#THANK YOU #anxiety disorders are like having a big brick wall in front of you and all your friends and family are on the other side #saying ‘just use your ladder!!!’ #and you don’t have a ladder #you’re not even really sure what a ladder is #and you say ‘i don’t have a ladder’ #and they say ‘of course you have a ladder everyone has a ladder’ #and you just have to stand down there beating your fists against the wall yelling I DONT HAVE A LADDER until someone throws you a rope #and meanwhile everyone on top is looking at each other like ‘what’s wrong with her? why doesn’t she just use her ladder?’
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caterinasforzas:

eoliveson:

aziraphalesneakers:


Can’t go over it.
Can’t go under it.
Can’t go around it.
Gotta go through it.

Trying to explain depression or anxiety to someone who’s never experienced it.

This belongs here.




#THANK YOU #anxiety disorders are like having a big brick wall in front of you and all your friends and family are on the other side #saying ‘just use your ladder!!!’ #and you don’t have a ladder #you’re not even really sure what a ladder is #and you say ‘i don’t have a ladder’ #and they say ‘of course you have a ladder everyone has a ladder’ #and you just have to stand down there beating your fists against the wall yelling I DONT HAVE A LADDER until someone throws you a rope #and meanwhile everyone on top is looking at each other like ‘what’s wrong with her? why doesn’t she just use her ladder?’
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caterinasforzas:

eoliveson:

aziraphalesneakers:


Can’t go over it.
Can’t go under it.
Can’t go around it.
Gotta go through it.

Trying to explain depression or anxiety to someone who’s never experienced it.

This belongs here.




#THANK YOU #anxiety disorders are like having a big brick wall in front of you and all your friends and family are on the other side #saying ‘just use your ladder!!!’ #and you don’t have a ladder #you’re not even really sure what a ladder is #and you say ‘i don’t have a ladder’ #and they say ‘of course you have a ladder everyone has a ladder’ #and you just have to stand down there beating your fists against the wall yelling I DONT HAVE A LADDER until someone throws you a rope #and meanwhile everyone on top is looking at each other like ‘what’s wrong with her? why doesn’t she just use her ladder?’
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caterinasforzas:

eoliveson:

aziraphalesneakers:

Can’t go over it.

Can’t go under it.

Can’t go around it.

Gotta go through it.

Trying to explain depression or anxiety to someone who’s never experienced it.

This belongs here.

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fiftyshadesofdebauchery:

kvotheunkvothe:

Animal fun fact: Chinchillas can’t get wet. Their fur retains too much water and will start to grow mold. So they bathe by rolling around in dust.

Chinchilla fun fact: Chinchillas have around 20 hairs per follicle; unlike humans who have 2-3 hairs per follicle. Because their fur is so dense, they cannot get fleas or other parasites. The bugs will suffocate in their fur.

Chinchilla fun fact: Petting one of those awesome little guys feels like touching a motherfucking cloud.

Chinchilla fun fact: Their newborn babies are like little pieces of fluffy popcorn. You could easily just toss a handful in your mouth.

Chinchilla fun fact: Don’t toss a handful into your mouth.

because your saliva will make the chinchilla wet, and chinchillas can’t get wet. The end.

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hoechlinbdayproject:

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Be Part Of The Tyler Hoechlin Birthday Project!

Since we have amended the project slightly (please read all about it here!) we are making a new promotion post, that has all the correct information. Please accept our apologies for the confusion. We have taken your concerns into account and have made the necessary adjustments.  

As you all know, Tyler’s birthday is September 11th, and this year his birthday will be celebrated at Wolf Moon Con in Madrid, Spain. There will be a special Birthday Meet & Greet, where fans will have an opportunity to wish him a happy birthday and give him presents. 

We wanted to come up with something special, and decided on setting up this project. Tyler has a huge heart and has no problem showing it, so we thought we would give a big THANK YOU to him for everything he’s given us. 

At the Birthday Meet & Greet, we’d like to present Tyler with a symbolic check of a (hopefully rather sizable) donation we - as a collective fanbase - made to one of his favorite charities, in his name. We would love for all of Tyler’s fans to come together and do something beautiful in the name of charity, because we are sure that Tyler will appreciate that! 

With a little help from Tyler’s wonderful mother Lori, we have decided on a charity that we know Tyler fully supports: The Jed Foundation, that works to protect the mental health of students across the United States, and works to promote emotional health and prevent suicide. The Jed Foundation includes such projects as Love is LouderULifeline, half of us.com, Transition Year, and Jed & Clinton Health Matters Campus Program. 

If you want to learn more about this entire project, please check out the pages on the Tumblr (or the links on this post), which will explain everything! If you have more questions, please don’t hesitate to send them to us! 

In a nutshell:

  • We would love for you to donate as much as you’d like/can through the donate button on our Tumblr, however the minimum donation is set at $5.
  • All donations will collectively go to The Jed Foundation, in Tyler’s name! 
  • If you have donated, you can sent in a message for Tyler! Instead of a birthday card, we’d like to present him with a small booklet containing small messages from everyone that donated :)
  • Deadline for accepting donations; August 30th, 2014.
  • This project will be presented to Tyler in September, at Wolf Moon Con

If you want to get updates on this project, please follow our Tumblr

If you want to show Tyler how much you love and appreciate him, please think about donating to this charity project in his name. For his birthday, let’s give to a cause that is near and dear to his heart and will change lives. 

We would love it if as many people as possible would participate and help us make this a wonderful gift for Tyler! We would also love it if you could signal boost this post, to spread the word around fandom! 

Thank you!

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