|—||Hunter Reveur (via shessofuckedinthehead)|
“I got a fan letter from a young lady. It was a suicide note.
So I called her, and I said, “Hey, this is Jimmy Doohan. Scotty, from Star Trek.” I said, “I’m doing a convention in Indianapolis. I wanna see you there.”
I saw her — boy, I’m telling you, I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was definitely suicide. Somebody had to help her, somehow. And obviously she wasn’t going to the right people.
I said to her, “I’m doing a convention two weeks from now in St. Louis.” And two weeks from then, in somewhere else, you know? She also came to New York - she was able to afford to got to these places. That went on for two or three years, maybe eighteen times. And all I did was talk positive things to her.
And then all of the sudden — nothing. I didn’t hear anything. I had no idea what had happened to her because I never really saved her address.
Eight years later, I get a letter saying, “I do want to thank you so much for what you did for me, because I just got my Master’s degree in electronic engineering.”
That’s…to me, the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.”
and sometimes he wears those like, black tights that Picard wore with his skant? because Jim takes one look at himself with those on and decides his legs look FANTASTIC and wants to share this discovery with the bridge crew
OH MY GOD YES THIS NEEDS TO BE A FIC~
He’d be showing off a bit during one of their slow missions like it’s going to take a few days to get from A to B so why not have a little fun between then? Bonus!McCoy being fed up with catching Jim purposely bending over in front of Spock’s line of sight.
Doing it right.
we need more of this in the world
Dean’s a fucking idiot.
He knows this because Castiel shows up at their door in the middle of the fucking night – coat ragged, breathing heavy, the remnants of what looks like a plastic bag and a fucking six-pack in one hand – and Dean doesn’t chew him out. He stares – he stares some more. He waits, silently, until the cold outside starts to freeze his hand to the doorframe; and then he lets Castiel step forward, and nudge his way into his arms.
He holds him tight.
He hates himself.
“How long are you back for then, huh? An hour? A minute? What?” he mumbles into Castiel’s shoulder, pissy and muffled, and Castiel touches the small of his back, and he fucking shivers.
“Longer, I hope.” Castiel muses softly. He pulls out of Dean’s arms, and looks at him. “If you’ll have me.”
Badass Female Athletes: Samantha Wright
Samantha Wright is a former competitive gymnast but has moved to competitive weightlighting. She was the coach of the USA Gymnastics team for three years, but now trains at Crossfit. She qualified to compete in the Olympics in weightlifting at the national level, so she’s a possible contender in the 2016 games. Her nickname is the Pixie Warrior, which is also pretty badass. She also placed in the top 10 at last year’s USA National Senior Weightlifting Championships. Despite her small stature, she can snatch 145 lbs. and clean and jerk 170 lbs.
obligatory samantha wright reblog because she’s full blown superhero status and i think she’s swell~
It’s Adorable Strong Lady again! :D