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"we want to protect the kids!!"

— in a way that will also protect them from their parents & guardians right?

"what"

— if a parent or guardian wanted to abuse their child, would what you're trying to do make it harder for them?

"..."

— *pulls out a chart that shows 76% of abused children were victimized by a parent or legal guardian* will what you're advocating for make it easier for the majority child abusers, which is overwhelmingly parents & guardians, to get away with abuse?

"idk what this has to do with anything we just want to restrict children's freedoms more & give parents more control over them. you know. to protect them from adults who want to abuse them"

Every. Single. Time.

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drawin the dex collection 4!

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no you aren’t a little autistic for not wanting to make eye contact sometimes no you aren’t a little bipolar for having a mood swing no you aren’t a little adhd for bouncing your leg no you aren’t a little depressed for wanting to stay in bed no you aren’t a little schizophrenic for mistakingly hearing a voice no you aren’t a little ocd for wanting the class desks to be straight stop characterizing disorders by one symptom stop trying to lighten and romanticize disorders by applying a normal thing to do to a disorder that impacts peoples lives stop trying to water down these disorders so you can make it about you and so you can make a joke off of other people’s lives because you want to be funny

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some screenshots from my latest animation, coming out later this month!

It's available right for early access on my patreon!

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you ever have situations that make you want to take people by the shoulders and go "you are not 15 any longer. this behavior is no longer quirky and cute. it is exhausting for you and everyone else to act like a teenager you haven't been in a decade or longer. knock it the fuck off"

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Tips for drawing and writing amputees: The prosthetic needs something to hold onto

Prosthetics need to be able to hold on to the body.

If you're giving your amputee something similar to 99.99% of modern prosthetics, this will be done through a socket. This is a ridged cup made perfectly for the amputee that holds the prosthetic onto the body. Older prosthetics (mostly anything before the 90's) made the prosthetic socket intentionally tight in spots, which is what held it in place. Some people with sensitive skin still use this style of prosthetic but they've mainly fallen out of use in favour for suction sockets. These sockets create a vacuum seal that holds the prosthetic in place. These can work in two ways, either just by forcing excess air out of the socket and creating the seal that way, or for some legs, sucking that excess air out and into an "ankle" mechanism to offer some extra suspension and padding in the step.

Some prosthetics will also use additional measures as well as suction, such as pin-locks, where the amputee wears a sock with a screw at the bottom that clips into a mechanism at the bottom of the socket, or a prosthetic with movable panels that can be tightened via cables running through the socket.

I've used all of these except the pin lock socket, and they all have one thing in common: The sockets need as much space as possible. For prosthetics using suction in particular, this is to spread out the amount of force being applied to the leg. If all the suction is being applied to the end of the stump, it's going to get sore and could even damage the skin. If that same amount of suction is applied to a much wider area, it's going to feel less intense. Likewise, older prosthetics needed as much space to work with as possible too, as applying tight pressure to a small area as opposed to a larger surface to keep the tension isn't good for your skin or muscles in that spot.

For this reason, the sockets will take up all of the space available without limiting movement, meaning they will go all the way up to the next major joint. An amputee who lost their hand through the wrist will have a socket that goes all the way to their elbow. An amputee who lost their leg through or above the knee will have a socket that goes all the way to their hip.

Sometimes, if an amputation is particularly close to a major joint and there isn't a lot of space left between the stump and the next major joint, prosthetists will opt to immobilise the closest joint and take the socket all the way up to the next major joint. This was something I've actually discussed with my prosthetist. My left leg is amputated below the knee, but I only have a few centimetres of space below the knee. That leg occasionally needs revisions, meaning they take the very tip off of the stump to help correct issues with weird bone growth, scarring, infections etc, but if I get another revision, my leg will be too short to comfortably wear a socket, so my knee will need to be immobilised and my leg will become, functionally, an above knee amputation, despite still having the joint. This is rare, but it happens on occasion, showing that sometimes that need for space trumps even the use of a still functional joint. It's really important.

I wanted to bring this up because I see a lot of people draw sockets on their amputee's prosthetics, but they're much too tiny to be comfortable!

I did mention most prosthetics use a socket, but not all do. Some old prosthetics did not have sockets and were held in place using other methods.

This is a "prosthetic" my prosthetist found in his company's back room. He's not sure when it was made, but together we came up with an estimate of it being made around the 70's for a through-hip amputee (meaning someone who's whole leg was amputated with no stump at all)

It's designed so that the user would rest their hip on the cushion and use the handle to hold it in place and move it in time with their walk. This kind of mobility aid isn't often used anymore (me nor my prosthetist have seen one out in the world), and seems to have faded in use during the 80's as sockets were invented that could better hold onto the hip and pelvis for through-hip amputees and the use of wheelchairs for amputees became less stigmatised.

There's also A new type of prosthetic has been developed called the Osseointegration prosthetic, which also doesn't use a socket either. These are very rare as they are incredibly expensive and still very risky, but these prosthetics bypass the socket and implant the prosthetic directly into the body through a rod planted inside one's stump bone. This rod has a clip at the end of the stump, so the external part of the prosthetic can be removed as needed (and replaced). The reason they are risky though is that they are EXTREMELY prone to infection. I only know one person who had this implanted successfully, but he has to be very careful to keep his leg clean or else it will get infected (and it frequently does, he's constantly on antibiotics). Everyone else I know who got it had to get it removed.

With time these implants will get safer, but we are a very, very long way off from that right now.

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Which one of these flags best represents the Tourette’s community? DNI If you don’t have Tourette’s

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the website is now live and submissions for our first issue are open!

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...and now shes real! thanks everybody for all of your excitement and support! submissions are now open via our website!!! please check out our guidelines and be sure to subscribe. the issues will be crossposted to tumblr in the future so please spread the word!

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Inb4 they change the start of The Incredibles because he throttles his health exec boss

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Living dead wreck with an oil spill brain. Can't keep time from slipping away

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"Man..." Renaissance had never felt so small before. Slough Creeks horizon spanned for miles, and the mountains she had known for years loomed over her more now than they did when she was a pup. She felt helpless, herself now realizing how puny she really was.

Ren grew up in Amethyst Mountain but would occasionally travel to Slough Creek from time to time when she was a juvenile. She fell in love with the place, so when she met her mate Smog at the age of 2 years old, she knew exactly where she wanted to start her family. She gave birth to six pups. This was her first time being a mother, and the size of her litter scared her. She didn't think anything could be scarier than a big litter, but then the runt of the litter succumbed to illness only a couple months after being born. Nothing could have prepared her and Smog from the feeling of losing a child.

Then, at four months old, two of her other pups died due to an enemy wolf pack attack. Still, Ren lived on. She cherished Pompeii, Ashes, and Ren Jr. She promised them that nothing bad would happen from now on.

It was a beautiful late-summer morning. The elk's bugle in the distance rang throughout the meadow, and Renaissance and Smog were feeling more and more confident in their ability to be parents. They successfully kept their three rambunctious pups alive throughout the summer, and it was soon time that they began to be more independent. This was Ren and Smog's first time being a parent, so though they blame themselves for what would soon transpire, it is the way of learning and not repeating your mistakes.

The elk herd was close to their rendezvous site, so Ren and Smog alerted their pups that they'd be gone for the afternoon. However, being that the three were much bigger and more mature than they were only a few months ago, Ren and Smog assumed the pups would be fine to wander the rendezvous' premises.

Que disaster.

The alpha pair only got a few hundred feet away from the rendezvous site before they heard the howling of Pompeii. They quickly rushed back to the site and saw only Ren Jr. Looking around, they noticed Ashes was gone, too!

"Where are your sisters?!" Smog bellowed.

Ren Jr's tail was tucked between her legs. She averted her father's gaze and remained silent.

Ren quickly leapt away from the tall grass and rushed to where she heard Pompeii's initial howl. Smog howled for Ashes, but no answer. For two hours the alpha's searched for their lost, scared pups. For two hours fear ran through their veins. For two hours they searched for a foot trail, a blood trail, anything that'd lead them to their daughters.

A cry came from up the hill. Ren ran toward it and found Pompeii. She was badly injured. Her dark gray coat was tattered, and her left forepaw hovered over the ground. She yelped every time she placed her paw on the grass, and Ren instructed her to keep it in the air.

"I found Pompeii!" Ren howled.

"I have Ashes!" Smog's howl came soon after.

Smog and Ashes made it to the site before Ren and Pompeii. Pompeii could barely walk, and Ren felt helpless because her daughter was no longer small enough to fit in her maw. Memories of her daughter suckling at her stomach, safe in the warm den she gave birth in, all came rushing back as she saw her soon-to-be-but-never-will-be juvenile daughter with a blood-stained pelt and mentally scarred eyes. Pompeii refused to tell her mother what happened. Even after she told her daughter she wouldn't be mad (which was the utter truth, how could she be mad at a time like this?) Pompeii remained mute.

After what felt like hours, the mother and daughter made it back to the site. Ren Jr. looked at her sister in horror. Smog instructed Pompeii to lay in the tall grass. He lay beside her, licking her wounds. Ren nudged up against Ashes, who had a bad wound on her flank. The poor thing looked shell-shocked. What did these babies go through? Neither would say.

The pack was hungry. Very hungry. The sun would be setting soon, but neither parent wanted to leave their children. They huddled up in the long grass, concealing them from the outside world. For a moment, everything felt safe.

Pompeii died in her sleep in the early evening. Ashes passed in the afternoon the next day.

Six pups was now one.

Mother, father, and daughter. It was them against the raging packs that surrounded them.

And yet, Ren Jr. keeps a smile on her face.

It was now them against Slough Creek. Renaissance WON'T let her only daughter die. She's determined to make her the best fighter and hunter!

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the saga is BRUTAL. this is exactly what happened on my first playthrough of it!! i thought the pups were perfectly capable of being left alone outside of the tall grass once they age up, but i thought wrong!! pompeii and ashes immediately got lost and it took me forever to find them! i almost gave up lol i was like whatever it's your fault for leaving the den. but i had fun writing this!! i hope i can keep ren jr alive :') im now at the part of the gameplay where the pups can hunt. i hope she doesnt take a hoof to the knee.

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them: you better not be gay wolf when i come over

my gay wolf ass:

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accidentally ran into the literal coolest person on this earth