1. Don’t try to piss quietly. Nobody in a public restroom thinks you’re knitting in your stall. They came to piss, just like you. And if you have to take a dump, do it. Get over your fear of public toilets. It’ll make life a lot easier.
2. Masturbate. Masturbate a lot. Talk about it with your friends. You’ve got the right to make yourself feel good and brag about it just like all the boys with extra large kleenex packages on their desks.
3. If you want the large fries, get the large fries. Hunger and appetite are nothing to be ashamed of, just human. Don’t ever feel guilty for eating in front of others. You need to nourish your body to stay alive. We all do.
4. Laugh as loud as you have to, no matter if you snort or gasp or literally scream.
5. Fart when you have to.
6. Always remember you weren’t born to visually please others. Forget the phrase “what if they think it’s ugly”. If you think it’s lovely, it is lovely. You wanna wear it, wear it!
7. Speak your mind! You can learn to do so without insulting others or shoving your opinion down other people’s throats.
I don’t think “4th degree burns” are a real thing. Props!!!!!!!
They are, actually!
I don’t know why I’m typing excitedly, because 1st-3rd degree burns involve the destruction of the skin and subcutaneous tissue. When you reach a 4th degree burn you’re done with skin and scorching away muscle.
In other words that Peter grew skin back and developed scar tissue is itself a medical miracle. You don’t grow skin back from these burns.
…I’m doublechecking and I’ve just learned:
Fifth and Sixth Degree Burns
Fifth and sixth degree burns are most often diagnosed during an autopsy. … It is unlikely that a person would survive this type of injury but if a miracle occurred then amputation of the affected area would be necessary. (x)
Apparently there’s a whole two more degrees I was unaware of.
It doesn’t say it on that page but the idea is people are water. For a person to evaporate to the point their fat burns off and their muscle burns, let alone their bone, is a gruesome lot of exposure to fire/heat
And then there’s this:
Surgeons measure the area of a burn as a percentage of the body’s total skin area. The skin area on each arm is roughly 9 percent of the body total, as is the skin covering the head and neck. The percentage on each leg is 18, and the percentage on the trunk is 18 on the front and 18 on the back. The percentage of damaged skin affects the chances of survival. Most people can survive a second-degree burn affecting 70 percent of their body area, but few can survive a third-degree burn affecting 50 percent. If the area is down to 20 percent, most people can be saved, though elderly people and infants may fail to survive a 15 percent skin loss. (x)
The medical report suggests Peter was initially burned across his entire body. The medical report makes sense of why his werewolf healing factor didn’t cut it. It appears to have repaired the ‘superficial’ damage to the skin but was stymied on the destroyed muscle and extent of the injury.
Congratulations, Peter. For once I do not find your pain hilarious. Nerves slowly propagating through damaged skin, severe inflammation causing catastrophic strain on the internal organs as the body fills with pro-inflammatory cytokines, healing cracked and broken flesh ‘cell by cell’ because there’s no water and insufficient blood pressure to irrigate the body anyway due to the inevitable and near-fatal shock/circulatory collapse…
Peter really is not playing the pity card trying to describe an unimaginable experience to the people around him who all assume he’s being a drama queen. It’s not ‘just’ the burns but the faltering, overstressed organs that get you.
So imagine all of that happening, and your body dealt with it by trapping you in your own head, incapable of moving or reacting. A person might go mad.
But then, take it one step further, because you’re not alone in your head - there’s a bestial force in their with you. How many full moons did he spend in those beds while his wolf positively raged at the moon? How much did his pain and frustration inflame that beast, until it was practically throwing itself at the walls of its cage (his psyche), howling to break free no matter the damage?
Trapped alone with such a primal force, is it any wonder that his psyche subsumed itself beneath that beast? That it effectively folded up, curled up in the fetal position and let the beast rage, collapsing in on himself until only the beast stood any chance of commanding body and mind?Wow. Peter’s condition was even worse than I imagined. I can totally understand why he came out of that wanting to kill everyone responsible.
Season 1 makes a fuckton more sense now.
I also think he is STILL affected by it because of the trauma of the whole fucking situation is STILL with him. Which might be why he is so hellbent on being an Alpha again because he doesn’t want to be weak like he used to be before the fire. He doesn’t want to be anyone’s victim anymore.
Which is why he has gone to the other side of the spectrum and instead of being a victim he is the perpetrator because that is the safer and better option for him.
Fuck, now I’m having Peter Hale feelings.
Sterek Week // Wednesday: Manip
With S.H.I.E.L.D. destroyed and the Avengers needing a break from stopping threats, Stiles Stilinski creates Ultron, a self-aware, self-teaching, artificial intelligence, who can assess threats and control Stilinski’s Iron Legion. However, things quickly go awry when Ultron realizes that humans are the main enemy and sets out to eradicate them from Earth. Stiles must team up with Derek Hale, a.k.a. Captain America, to assemble the rest of The Avengers for another fight to save humanity.
Sterek Week // Wednesday: Sterek Manips
Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski are top models in Hollywood. Signed with different agencies, the two often find themselves on the same set for various shoots. Although Stiles and Derek often butt heads behind the scenes, in front of the camera, their natural chemistry shines through.
Soon enough, the duo start spending time together outside of work. They quickly become friends, often snarking at each other about their different habits (“Honestly Stiles. I don’t know how you have the body you do when you never exercise and you eat like a horse.”) and their different modeling techniques (“Would it kill you to smile once, dude? I know that’s your whole thing, or whatever. But, I swear to God, if you smiled at one shoot, you’d kill half the population!”).
Their good-natured bantering eventually turns romantic when Stiles half jokingly says, “I hope they make us kiss at that Abercrombie shoot next week. I bet it’d be a blasty blast.” And when Derek answers back, “Why would we need to wait to kiss at a shoot when we can just do it right now?”, Stiles all but jumps into Derek’s lap.
Things are going well for them, both professionally and personally. And they’re careful to never appear as more than friends when they’re in public. When they finally get caught by the paparazzi out having lunch one afternoon, hands clasped together on the table, rumors start to fly about their possible romantic relationship.
Their publicists try to do as much damage control as they can, but Derek and Stiles are tired of hiding. They want the world to know that they love each other and decide to come out as a couple in a special issue of Out Magazine.