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[stressfulsloth]

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[formula-nyoom]

Hi! I’m currently recovering from a pretty bad hip injury and am doing physical therapy right now. PT’s been really hard and hurts my hip like hell, so I was wondering if you could maybe write about either a McLaren or Ferrari driver (your choice) who’s going through it after a hip injury and is just having a really tough time, but all of the drivers (especially Lando, Charles, Carlos, Oscar, and Daniel if that’s okay - I know it’s a lot hahaha) are there to reassure her and cheer her on.

If you don’t feel comfortable writing this, I totally understand! I hope you have a nice rest of your day/night! :)

A/N: Hope I did ok with this one. Midterms prevented me from working on this but I tried to finish this as soon as possible. Hope you enjoy it.

Realistically you should be grateful that you can still walk after the massive crash you went through in Jeddah. Well “walk” is a loose term. Having to go through physical therapy and making sure your hip heals properly, you’re not able to put any weight on your foot and have to use crutches to walk. The combination of that and the lingering pain has not made the recovery process easy. But thankfully, you were only the reserve driver for Ferrari, which means you didn’t have to rush your recovery.

“How are you feeling?” Charles asked as he packed your bag for the day while you laid on the bed in your hotel room. Him and Carlos had been helping you throughout the week with getting around the Australian circuit and you were very grateful for your fellow teammates' willingness to help.

“I don’t want to walk or move. I don’t want to go anywhere.” You said.

 “I could carry you if you’d like.” Carlos said. You shook your head.

“And risk you pulling your stitches? You just got cleared to get back in the car and we both know Ferrari can’t afford to have Bearman drive right now.” You told him. 

“Please at least let me carry your stuff or drive you to the track. I'm the whole reason you got hurt.” Carlos said. 

 “No you're not Carlos. It's my own fault I crashed.” You said. You could tell that Carlos felt guilty about you having to fill in for him and then crashing during the race, but you kept trying to reassure him that injuries like yours came with the job of being a race car driver. The only person to blame for your injury is yourself, not the teammate you were filling in for.

 “But if my appendix didn't burst, you wouldn’t have been in the car.” Carlos said. Charles rolled his eyes.

 “Ok, the two of you can assign blame all you want for the rest of the day, but right now, we have to get to the paddock.” Charles said. “(Y/N), I will help you get down to the car. Carlos, you can carry her stuff.”

Charles helped you get out of bed and get situated with your crutches while Carlos grabbed your bag and the two helped you get down to the hotel lobby. 

~~~

You had barely made it past the paddock entrance and the fan barricades before everything started to hurt. You knew that navigating the paddock was going to be difficult but you didn’t expect to have to stop and rest everytime your hip decided to flare up with pain. You had already told Carlos and Charles to go ahead of you, not wanting to slow them down. They were hesitant to leave you behind, but you assured them that it’s better they make it to the team meeting on time than have them constantly wait for you. 

 “Hey (Y/N)! How are you doing?” You looked up from leaning on your crutches to see Daniel and Oscar approaching you. They seemed to be in high spirits with it being their home race. 

“I’m doing ok. I’m trying to get to the Ferrari garage but I’m having some difficulty.” You said, motioning to your hip.

 “Let me help you then. I’ll give you a piggyback and get you there in no time.” Daniel said.

 “Are you sure? I don’t want you to risk anything before your home race.”

 “Nonsense. Plus it’s better than you having to walk all the way on crutches.” Daniel said with a smile that was hard to say no to you. You reluctantly agreed and handed your crutches to Oscar before climbing on Daniel’s back. 

“C’mon, I’ll get you to the Ferrari garage.” Daniel said. Oscar followed you two and the three of you started conversing on your expectations for the upcoming race. You did admit to Daniel that the piggyback was much better than walking. Without the crutches, your hands were free to wave to fans as you passed and that helped improve your mood. 

“Oh, (Y/N). My gran made these for the McLaren team and I grabbed you one as a get well soon gift.” Oscar said, handing you a nicely wrapped pastry. 

 “Aww, thanks Osc.” You said. You unwrapped the pastry and took a bite. It was delicious and you smiled. 

 “Oh my god. Oscar, can your gran send these to me every time I get injured? I can already feel my hip healing.” You said. Oscar chuckled.

“I’ll let her know you liked them. But promise me you won’t get injured just for the sake of my gran’s baking.” Oscar said.

 “I promise.” You told him. 

~~~

“What if I don't recover from this?” 

It was late at night. You and other drivers were at a club celebrating Carlos’s win, but you had to step out to get some air.

 “You will. And after you've recovered, you'll win the next race you're in. It's a basic guarantee now with Carlos’s win.” Lando said, who had decided to join you outside to make sure you were ok. 

“I won’t be in another race for a long while. Either Charle’s appendix needs to burst or Kevin needs to get more penalty points for me to be in another race this season.” You said. 

 “Well with the way Magnussen drives, I think you’ll actually have a shot again this season.” Lando said. The two of you let out small laughs, knowing that statement was sort of true.

 “I have to be fully healed before they let me get back into the car.” You said, your smile slowly dropping. “With how everything keeps hurting, especially after physical therapy, I can’t help but feel like that’s not a possibility.” 

“Hey, look at me.” Lando moved your head so you could look him in the eyes. 

 “I know my words can’t automatically heal you, but I need you to know that this pain will eventually pass. You’ll heal, and you’ll get back in that car.” He said. He placed his arm around you and pulled you close to his side without trying to aggravate your injury.

 “And when you do get back in that car, you’ll win that race. Proving that nothing can stop you.”

The smile returned to your face and you pulled Lando in for a hug.

 “I can feel myself getting better already.”

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[yandere-yearnings]

Mx Dar.. do we have any.. Ehem, NSFW head cannons for Vio?

*slides over a wad of Monopoly money*

ahaha we are going straight into the transactions today❗❗for such a hefty sum, ofc you can get nsfw vio hcs😌💕 *takes monopoly money and stows it away* it's a pleasure doing business w/ you🤧

NSFW under the cut!

Unsurprisingly, Vio is very much a brat in bed, for the most part at least.

He likes to rile you up. Everything just feels that much better when you're angry and frustrated. Knowing he has control over you like that, he plays with your emotions to no end.

It goes both ways, but he enjoys degrading you much more than the other way around. Spitting at you, calling you names — anything to make you snap and pin him down because he absolutely loves the feeling of being forced into submission.

Your hands on his wrists, pressing him into the mattress so hard that your pulses becomes indistinguishable, the heat rolls off of in waves and he's entirely enamoured by the idea that only he can pull this intensity out of you.

His career means he has to be careful about marks and bruises, but if he didn't have to worry about the media picking apart his sex life, Vio would've liked to try bondage.

When his schedule isn't busy and he can afford a few days of recovery, he might even ask you to tie him up, loose enough that he doesn't have to worry about rope burn. Hands unable to stray too far from the headboard, legs spread and completely defenseless — all scenes straight from his wet dreams.

Although, due to his upbringing and life in the spotlight, Vio's spoiled and it bleeds into his habits in bed. He's a pillow prince through and through.

It's really all he knows. Everyone is always at his hands and feet, trying to please him to the extent that they've started to look like fools in his eyes. Why should he have to pull his weight for people like that?

He'd try for you, if it was something you really wanted, though you'd have to be prepared for complementary taunts because clearly you're desperate for him and Vio will not leave you alone about it.

One thing he does well is make himself pretty for you, and on that note, if you were to ever bring up dollification or feminisation, he would be onboard without complaint. He's ever confident in himself, especially his appearance, and he knows he looks good in everything, lacy lingerie and dresses included.

Taking pictures and videos to capture his beauty is only natural, right? He'd be offended if you didn't.

In most instances, Vio always has something to say, biting back fast enough you'd think he'd somehow prepared his snarky remarks in advance. However, he can be strangely obedient at times, depending on how assertive you are.

He gets so amicable and quiet that it can be slightly jarring, but moments like those are always so peaceful to him and he will never admit how much he appreciates it when you bring them about.

Praise makes him preen, but he is slightly desensitised to it. If you set up a situation where he has to work for your acknowledgement, it does so much more for him than you'd think. It'll be on his mind for days, and sometimes have him blushing in the middle of shooting a scene at work.

He doesn't like being made to wait for pleasure, so he'd much rather be overstimulated than edged. You could still try it as a form of punishment, but Vio is more likely to give you a hard time because it puts him in a bad mood.

He knows himself well, rest assured he'll let you know what he does or doesn't want — he isn't the type to try new things without thorough scrutiny.

He actually has a fairly low sex drive. If you don't build up his desire with good enough foreplay, you can forget about bedding him. Talk some tension into the air, grab his hips hard when no one's watching, his head will go empty of all thoughts, bar you.

Massages make him horny, the pressure on his taut muscles has his eyes rolling back. His inner thighs are really sensitive, so focusing on them will bring out the sweetest moans from him.

Acting has put him in a lot of positions over the years and as a result, Vio is both nimble and flexible enough that it works to the both of your advantages. Whether giving or receiving, there is no doubt that you'll be meeting in the middle without fail if you let him put his skills to use.

He's big on hate sex as long as there's no hair-pulling involved. You'll never be able to convince him to let your hands anywhere near his scalp.

Aftercare is a must. Vio genuinely will not sleep with you again if you don't give him the proper attention he needs when everything is said and done. Talk to him as he winds down, wipe the sweat from his skin and run him a bath at that specific temperature you know he likes.

He notes the things you do, the way you work the knots from wet locks and bring him water before he asks. It's unexpected, but he repays you in kind.

Worry about how he'll manage work the next day, say you'll make it up for tiring him out by staying by his side. Satisfaction is great, but it's everything following that has Vio admitting he loves you.

[mysteriouslyjovialcolor]

Mexico 2024

-I’m calm, I’m calm, I’m calm, I’m so calm

-I LIED, I AM NOT CALM

-Aaaaaaaah, okay let’s go (The race doesn’t even start until two minutes from now)

-Valterri holds the race record here as well? Asking once again why he’s in a Sauber

-Esteban from the pit lane? What happened there?

-Okay, okay, okay can’t think anymore, we’re starting

-Max!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Yuki???? Whaaaat??

-Carlos where are you going???

-Ohmygod Safety Car

-Alex out too!!

-Aaah so much chaos!!!!

-Oh that replay makes the crash looks so much worse then it looked before

-Oh wow, well done Checo. That was unexpected.

-“Unfortunately for Yuki Tsunodo, I don’t think he did anything wrong there” WHYYY

-“Sergio Perez is being investigated for a false start” I- I take whatever I said before back

-Cars weaving behind the safety car>>>

-I’m surprised Oscar hasn’t gained positions yet

-Franco has though!

-Ah Carlos!!

-The top three are so close together now!! Top four I think actually!!

-Oh god, not again with these two!

-Charles???? Ever the opportunist!!

-“Both Verstappen and Norris have handed this on a silver platter to Ferrari”

-10s penalty for Max

-Red Bull just catching Ls this week

-“10! That’s impressive!” This guy

-George and Lewis!

-Ferrari teammate drama incoming?

-Fernando Alonso retiring??? Oh his 400th race weekend?? So unfortunate

-“Keep it clean. You have a good place. Keep it clean” Oh we’re racing babyyy

-“Quite an impressive job the Haas team are doing” yessss!!

-Liam and Checo!! Oh I’m loving how much drama is happening here right now

-Wow Checo is really driving hard

-20s penalty. I will cry

-Oscar and Franco?!! Yessss! Omg this is so exciting!!

-Back to crying

-Yay Oscar! Mans just moves in silence

-So much crying. Why am I still watching?

-“This is turning into a nightmare weekend for Red Bull. A lot of it, no, in fact all of it, self-inflicted” Big sigh

-Hate when any of the Haas drivers pit and then they lose position and then sometimes they don’t regain position and then I’m sad

-Can’t afford to be more sad than this, need at least my midfielders to do well

-At least Max is back in the points. We can be somewhat happier.

-If you had told me that the multi-championship drivers (Lewis and Max) might be about to race each other I would think they’d be racing for top positions and not for p5 or p6

-Oh Charles potential undercut on Carlos? Him winning would cause so much drama, I feel it. (I secretly want it)

-“One more lap guys, come on, one more lap”

-So much pit stop strategy afoot

-I was distracted, how is Lawson p4??

-Not him still fighting Oscar

-“Mate think about pulling me out of this” I feel you Oscar (I actually don’t but I can empathize)

-Liam “cork in the bottle” Lawson!

-Yess Oscar!! Lewis too!! Double overtake!!

-Kinda expected there to be more of a fight between Max and Franco

-How has Max done a better recovery drive than Checo? What’s wrong with Checo’s car fr

-“I had a big misfire out of Turn 3” ???

-Nico back in points 🎶

-Aww Franco having car problems :/

-I guess the people are about to get what they want and Oscar is about to play the team game

-“McLaren not trying to use him to hold off Max Verstappen in any way shape or form” I’m so confused???

-Go Kevin Magnussen!!!

Ohmygodd Nico back up too!!

-Why do these two always run together?? It’s hilarious how evenly matched they look

-“Miserable Mexican Grand Prix for Sergio Perez” I feel for that guy, I really do

-“Taking away fastest lap” The things Daniel Ricciardo does to the sport

-“20s gap back to Russel” Mercedes?? Fight back??

-Franco and Oscar pt2! He’s so impressive, Franco

-“George, we are free to race here. Let’s give each other room”

-“There’s young Kimi Antonelli” He’s so tiny!

-Franco fast lap. I hope he gets to keep it this time.

-How is Lewis stuck behind George for so long?

-Aah no!! Nico lost a place :(

-Oh god Charles vs Lando incoming. I can’t watch this

-“We need your best driving now, let’s go” Aaaaaaaah

-Seriously, how is Lewis still stuck behind George?

-“In the olden days, they would’ve done something about this at Mercedes” Righttt

-Poor Franco, lost the fast lap again

-“This is not going to be the easiest fight in the world, up against Charles Leclerc”

-Aaaaaaaaaaah

-I’m actually going to cry

-OHMYGOD NO!!!

-That could’ve been so much worse tho, at least he got back in

-Haas is having such a good race, I’m so happy

-Have to acknowledge George’ defense…

-Finally!!!! Let’s go Lewis!!!

-If Carlos wins this race, it would be his second race with Lando coming 2nd (…I would have two pennies, which wouldn’t be a lot but it’s strange that it happened twice…)

-“Chasing down the man he started a bromance with” Carlando alive and kicking

-Liam Lawson fast lap lol

-“Only man to have won from pole position”

-Lol fastest lap contest

-“He’s not playing second fiddle to anyone is Carlos Sainz”

-Let’s go!!! He manifested this!!!! He got his one last win in Ferrari!!!!!

[dughole]

it is truly crazy how hard it is to actually receive affective treatment for an eating disorder. u have to be 1.) wealthy enough to afford multiple avenues of constant care (specialists, therapists, dieticians, nurtionists, potential hospitalization) - maybe for the rest of your life 2.) palatable enough to be considered trustworthy - not too fat or or poor or disabled or "ugly" or nonwhite or critical of the body standards that drive EDS in the first place, & 3.) u have to ACTUALLY WANT TO GET BETTER! which is entirely opposite of what living with an ED will do to a persons brain! like that is the entire point of the disorder! & even if u manage to avoid those 3 obstacles, u might just end up w a professional who straight up doesn't respect u! what does anyone's recovery even mean when it's defined by the denial of treatment of others??? do y'all know how many "recovery centers" base their high levels of care standards on BMI?? a completely disreputable measurement of the body disproved consistently by medical data? imagine going to the doctor for a broken leg & they give you a gun to shoot your foot off with while you're at it. AND they charge you a $30 copay after. the absence of literally any empathy or logic or actual MEDICAL CARE in this industry is striking.

[brucediana]

Hello. I don't usually ask for help but I am reaching out to your kind hearts especially to those who love animals. (please do read the entire thing.)

I rescued Mochi last November 2022. I believe it was the power of the cat distribution system that brought us together. I was driving in the early hours of the night to fetch my dad from his DJ-ing gig when I found this kitten in the middle of the road. Despite honking my horn, it did not move an inch. I thought to myself that I would not want to drive back and see it lifeless so I decided to step out of my car and carry it to the sidewalk. When I had driven a few feet away, I saw it walk back to the road and settle in the middle. So that's when I said to myself, 'I am taking you home.'

Moving forward, Mochi has been a fat happy cat and has enjoyed home life with my pet dogs (Yes, they get along quite fine).

It was the night of January 5th of this year and I had not seen her when I had gotten home from a birthday party. She would usually be sitting on the dining table meowing. So I thought she might be in her usual hiding spot. Two days had passed and I still had not seen her. I thought to myself, "She might be just be wandering around looking for a mate."

But on the third day, as I was heading out of the house, I saw her hiding her head under my car. When I carried her, I was horrified at the sight of how she had looked. She was badly beaten to the point where her left eye had been damaged and she could not close her mouth. (Refer to the first photo)

I thought she would die and had accepted that maybe she would pass away. I had always told her she could rest and thanked her for her time with me. I had also discovered that she had prematurely gave birth to four kittens. Fortunately, this cat was one hell of a fighter! She drank the water I had placed that I had mixed dextrose powder and her meows were LOUD!

So I immediately brought her to the vet. Her left eye had been damaged and her nose had a sliced wound. The biggest problem for her was her lower jaw had fractured and it had developed a pus. Currently, she is in the vet and is undergoing medication but is having a hard time eating due to her fracture.

The doctor has said that she might need surgery to close up the fracture in order for her to fully heal as well as the removal of her damaged left eye to avoid any infections. I only have a certain budget for her but I can't afford the surgery and other test that might be needed. So this is where I ask for donations in order for me to save the life of this strong-willed cat.

My finances cannot cover everything as I am also contributing with family expenses.

If you are willing to donate, please send it through my PayPal account. Any amount is highly appreciated in order for Mochi to have her operation.

I also promise to present receipts of what had been paid as proof that the donations are meant for Mochi's full recovery. Thank you, everyone!

[zephfair]

Hello? Anyone still here?

Hey, who disappeared for months and has desperately missed all her little friends who live on this hell-site but has been too exhausted and overwhelmed to actually login ... and who lost track of where this sentence was going ... Yeah, this girl.🤗

But, wow, have I missed you all and all the beauty that is Tumblr, and I hope you'll forgive me for secreting myself away since--holy cow--January.

Quick life update behind the cut.

So, I knew going back to work full-time at my age after quite a long unintended break AND now having health disabilities, well, I knew it would be hard. I knew I would have to adjust my whole, entire life. I expected it to be incredibly difficult, and I fully planned to give myself some grace and time in having to change my every routine.

But somehow, I still underestimated it.

I am so thankful to have a job now, with a steady (if small) income and benefits that frankly make me want to weep with thanks. I mean, I don't have time to go to the doctor, but at least now I could afford to go, if I could get there.

But wow, work is tough. Not just the literal work but, as I said, changing my entire life around it. I'm not complaining, but I am doing my best to learn all new skills (job is not in my old field), relearn how to work and reschedule my own needs and just upend everything.

The absolute worst thing has been trying to take care of my aunt. I was to leave town on Jan. 7 to start my training on Jan. 8.

My 90-year-old aunt fell and broke her pelvis (and a finger and needed some stitches) Jan. 2. I spent every waking hour with her over the rest of that week. While I'd planned to spend that week cleaning my house, getting my business in order and just resting, I was freaking out and traveling through the snow and literally worried sick about her.

It was bad.

And I couldn't stay with her like I did when she broke her hip because I had to attend training full-time. At least they let us come home super-early from that first on-site week of training, but that led to a literal nightmare of a drive home one night through snow, ice, rain, flooding and fog that I'm not joking I've had nightmares about before and now since. Long story.

So, I spent January and February training and working 9 hours a day then spending all day Saturday at her place cleaning and doing laundry and making sure she had everything she needed for a week, and then I had Sunday to do my own laundry and clean the house and take care of my own things...which just keep getting pushed back because I'm too worn out.

Thank God, Aunt made a miraculous recovery and now is doing her own house and laundry etc. but I still go out one day a weekend and do anything else she needs and make sure she has all her groceries and supplies and stuff.

We're all each other has.

Needless to say, I haven't been taking care of myself. I don't sleep well anyway, but add the stress of the new job and my dear aunt and my own health issues, and I'm exhausted. Weary. Overwhelmed and just so very tired. My body is so heavy, I can barely move anymore. It's bad.

And when I finally got to my doctor two weeks ago for my long-delayed check-up, found out I was right about my blood pressure being sky-high again. It went high for the first time several years ago when my Mom was dying, but it eventually settled and was fine. But yeah, it's bad again now. No shock there. And all my lovely chronic health conditions have flared which was no surprise--again, I had braced myself to expect it and power through it, and that's what I'm doing. But it sucks. And it's hard. And there's so much pain.

I don't want to say much about my job, but the over-arching Praise the Lord wonderful thing about it is working from home. There have been so many days already that I never would've been able to get to an office to work, but I can push through it here because I don't have to use any spoons to get myself "ready" (sweatshirts and leggings, no personal grooming necessary, yay), and I don't have any anxiety about driving because zero commute. It has its challenges too because Teams is a weird office communication alternative to get used to, but on the good side, I don't have to deal with interpersonal drama from co-workers.

The work itself is challenging, but I have some days where I finally feel quietly competent and think, Oh, I can actually do this. And then there are some days that leave me in tears and praying for help because it's just too hard. But there's no way I'm quitting; they're going to have to fire me because did I mention the benefits are incredible? I mean, I live in the US and if you knew how much I had to pay last year for my own health insurance, and then the scope and biopsies and then the skin cancer and surgery and then the other skin pre-cancer biopsy and treatment. Yeah, I'm still in big debt from all of that.

So I keep praying that they keep me and that I'll do a good job. And my immediate supervisor has started piling extra work on me over the past 3 weeks so suddenly I'm doing my own stuff AND cleaning up the work from co-workers who aren't keeping up. And all of them have been working since October while just a handful of us began in January?

I have been complaining about this to my aunt, and I thought it meant that my supervisor thinks I'm incapable or is punishing me for trying to get through own my entire workload every single day. But she believes he's giving me all their shit work because I'll actually do it, and I admit, I have gotten some of it completed successfully after they'd given up on it. So, I don't know.

I know that I'm a perfectionist and I've always pushed myself as hard as possible to do my best at work (not at housework and other things in my life lols) but I really hope that it gets me a good reputation at this job and they keep me.

So yeah, that's what's going on here. I've completely abandoned the fandom things in life that I actually enjoy. I almost feel, like, guilty when I'd think about trying to make some time to browse Tumblr or wasting time on social media or even trying to write fic. I get done with work at 6:30 pm, and until I get something to eat and then clean up, it's 8 or 8:30. I have to spend about an hour on the phone with Aunt (and I call her every morning, break, and lunch time too). By then, I can barely walk or move so I just try to make it upstairs to bed. Even though I can't sleep, it just feels nice to lie down.

But I miss all of you. And I miss fandom fun. And I want to be around more because maybe it would recharge me rather than me feeling so freaking overwhelmed every minute of the day.

And I promise not to complain and bitch all the time, now that I've gotten it out of my system. But thanks for listening.

I do miss you, and I love you all.

PLEASE let me know if I've missed anything important in your lives and goings on here! I've got A LOT of catching up to do!

[itsappleexpert]

How the 10 Worst Hard Drive Recovery Fails of All Time Could Have Been Prevented

Hard drive failures are a significant source of data loss, and the recovery process can often be a complicated, costly, and stressful affair. Over the years, there have been several notorious hard drive recovery failures, leading to irretrievable data, damaged hardware, and expensive recovery attempts. However, many of these catastrophic events could have been prevented with the right precautions, preventive measures, and practices. In this article, we’ll look at some of the worst hard drive recovery fails in history and explore how they could have been avoided.

1. The NASA Data Loss Incident (2008)

In 2008, NASA faced a major data loss disaster when the hard drives storing critical data for a lunar mission were inadvertently erased during an attempt to transfer the data. The data loss was attributed to human error and inadequate backup protocols.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Redundant Backups: NASA could have used a more robust backup strategy, such as multiple redundant backups, ensuring data integrity and availability in case of mistakes.

Clearer Data Management Protocols: Comprehensive training and clearly defined procedures for handling critical data would have minimized the risk of human error.

2. The Reddit Incident (2014)

In 2014, Reddit’s backup system failed when an engineer inadvertently deleted a critical hard drive containing the site’s database. The data loss led to a temporary shutdown of Reddit while the engineers worked to restore everything from other backups.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Cloud Backups and Offsite Storage: By using cloud storage solutions with automated backups, Reddit could have ensured that data was constantly synced and accessible from remote locations.

Version Control: Implementing a more frequent version control system would have made it easier to recover specific points in time, reducing the damage caused by accidental deletions.

3. The British Airways IT Failure (2017)

British Airways experienced a major IT failure in 2017, caused by a power surge that damaged a series of hard drives. The incident led to the cancellation of hundreds of flights, affecting tens of thousands of passengers. Recovery from the hard drive failure was time-consuming and costly.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Surge Protectors and Power Conditioning: Installing proper surge protection equipment and uninterruptible power supplies (UPS) could have protected critical servers and hard drives from electrical damage.

Data Redundancy Across Multiple Locations: A distributed backup system could have ensured that flight data was accessible even if one server failed. Using geographically separated data centers would have helped ensure business continuity.

4. The MySpace Data Loss (2016)

MySpace, once a dominant social media platform, lost more than 50 million songs from users’ accounts in 2016. The data loss was blamed on an error during an attempt to migrate old user data to a new server. Due to lack of proper backups, the company could not recover the lost content.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Regular Backups: MySpace should have had regular, secure backups of all user-generated content, including music files, before migrating servers.

Cloud Storage Solutions: Storing user data in a cloud-based service could have provided automatic redundancy and better security, reducing the likelihood of catastrophic data loss.

5. The T-Mobile Data Loss Incident (2013)

In 2013, T-Mobile faced a significant data loss incident when a server failure resulted in the loss of customer data. The failure was due to both hardware malfunction and the lack of an adequate backup system. T-Mobile had to deal with a public relations nightmare and provide compensation to affected customers.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Comprehensive Backup Strategies: Regular and offsite backups would have ensured that, even in the event of a hardware failure, critical customer data could be restored quickly and accurately.

RAID and Redundancy: Implementing RAID configurations for data redundancy would have ensured that T-Mobile’s data was stored across multiple drives, making it more resistant to failure.

6. The Knight Capital Group Trading Disaster (2012)

In 2012, Knight Capital Group suffered a financial disaster when a software bug, triggered by a failed hard drive, led to a loss of $440 million in just 45 minutes of trading. The system crash was ultimately caused by a mix of hardware and software failures, which could have been prevented with better system checks and redundancy.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Regular System Testing: More rigorous testing of hardware and software systems prior to deployment could have caught the issues before they became catastrophic.

Redundant Backup Systems: Knight Capital could have set up redundant systems that would automatically take over in the event of a hardware or software failure, ensuring that the company’s trading systems remained operational.

7. The Sony PlayStation Network Outage (2011)

Sony’s PlayStation Network (PSN) suffered a massive data breach and outage in 2011, which was partially caused by a failure in their data storage infrastructure. The outage lasted several weeks, causing Sony to lose customer trust and deal with a significant financial impact. The breach affected millions of customers and exposed sensitive data, including personal information.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Better Security and Monitoring: Improved security measures, including routine audits of data protection systems and better intrusion detection mechanisms, could have helped prevent the breach and minimize the damage.

Encrypted Backups: Regularly encrypted backups would have protected user data in case of both hardware failure and unauthorized access.

8. The Volkswagen Data Corruption Incident (2015)

Volkswagen faced a data corruption issue in 2015 when faulty hard drives in their internal systems corrupted critical data related to vehicle emissions testing. This failure contributed to the company’s emissions scandal, as important data related to regulatory compliance could not be retrieved in time.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Data Integrity Checks: Regularly running data integrity checks on hard drives and implementing error correction techniques would have ensured that the data was not corrupted before it became irretrievable.

Redundant Systems for Critical Data: Critical data related to compliance and regulatory requirements should have been backed up in multiple locations and systems to avoid a single point of failure.

9. The Facebook Data Loss (2012)

In 2012, Facebook suffered a hard drive failure that caused the loss of critical data during an internal migration. The data loss affected users’ photos, messages, and other media files, though Facebook was able to recover most of it eventually.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Automated Cloud Backups: Cloud-based backups that update in real-time would have ensured that Facebook could recover any lost data immediately without user-facing issues.

Better Data Migration Strategies: Facebook could have implemented a more structured and cautious approach to data migration, including testing the process on smaller segments of the system before carrying out full-scale migrations.

10. The Toyota Data Loss (2005)

Toyota suffered a data loss incident in 2005 when a hard drive failed, causing the loss of critical design documents for a car model in development. The data was vital to the car’s final production phase, and its loss caused significant delays and financial repercussions for the company.

How It Could Have Been Prevented:

Regular Backups and Disaster Recovery Plans: A more frequent backup schedule and a comprehensive disaster recovery plan would have minimized downtime and ensured that the data could have been restored quickly.

File Versioning and Redundancy: Implementing file versioning and storing redundant copies of critical data would have allowed Toyota to recover from such a failure without major delays.

Hard drive recovery fails, such as the ones outlined above, often come with dire consequences—ranging from lost financial assets to damaged reputations. The key takeaway from these incidents is that prevention is always better than a recovery. Regular backups, redundancy, security measures, and comprehensive disaster recovery plans can all prevent the majority of hard drive failures from causing irreparable harm. By investing in proactive data management, businesses can minimize the risk of data loss and avoid the financial and reputational costs associated with hard drive recovery fails.

[pink-pony-mod]

I need your help

Many years ago I had a small let's play channel that was slowly gaining traction until I was bullied off the site for being a brony. I deleted all the videos I had put a lot of love and time into editing, but at least I still had all the original files on my computer. Then my hard drive died and I lost every single video.

I sent the drive off in 2017 to be assessed, and the files appeared to be intact, but I was quoted over £550 to recover them. Obviously I could not afford that, and the deep depression it has caused has haunted me ever since. Recently I looked into it again, and I've found somewhere that costs a little over £150. It has been many years since then, and the data may have degraded past the point of recovery, but I won't know until I send it off (and I was talked out of trying it myself).

So, I humbly ask for your assistance to heal this old trauma, and help restore these old videos for my mental health. I don't need every penny, but I do need help towards it, as I have no job. This could be from donations, but I'm also willing to take commissions to earn it. All proceeds will go straight into this fund.

[sniffanimal]

OCD stuff

my main experience with OCD, that maybe I'll make some poignant viral art about that gets shared to OCD Meme Facebook pages someday, was based pretty strongly in 2 persistent fears: that I'd get in a horrible life changing accident and that i would eat contaminated food that would kill me. it's so hard to explain the amount that logic flies out the window in the face of "but what if tho?"

"you know the food was cooked and stored properly and is within any expected use by date" "but what if somehow botulism or mold got in anyway? what if all the best practices aren't enough? what if something I couldn't anticipate happened?" I got very very very exhausted all day from constantly planning worst case scenarios in my head because it felt like the only way to anticipate the unknown was to plan for every possible outcome. a walk to the store would be spent thinking through what order I would want my emergency contacts called in in case a truck ran me over in the crosswalk. if I couldn't sit closest to the exit on a bus, I would spend the ride counting the steps id have to take if the bus caught on fire and I had to flee.

years of medication and therapy helped me, but I still struggle. I can't drive, it's still an unsurmountable amount of anxiety for me. but I can work with kids with medical issues now! without being constantly worried about what I would do if one dropped dead on my watch. I can live semi independently (I rely too much on my roommate for rides and affording things like rent tbh). I'm not currently struggling with my eating disorder. recovery is so possible. but it's frustrating when OCD gets flattened into "likes stuff lined up" and demonized when part of it is "what do I do if I get accused of CSA at work and I'm innocent but have no proof of my innocence and what if I'm not innocent I just forgot it or blacked out and hurt someone" because I've definitely experienced that one. and I'm not evil. I'm one of the most valued teachers at my school. the kids love me. I. not a danger to them.

[warpedlegacywrites]

happy dadwc friday Duchess! How about a prompt for Cullen coping with addiction/recovery 🥺😭💖

❝ All the things that I ran from I now bring as close to me as I can. ❞

happy writing :3

Happy @dadrunkwriting! Thanks for this prompt. Here is some slightly circular narration about Cullen's withdrawal, with a focus on his early nightmares post-lyrium.

CW for torture, sleep deprivation, claustrophobia, psychological torture

Sleep isn’t a problem at first. In fact, for the first week or so, he barely notices a difference. His dreams remain blurred, unfocused. Filtered by the last filter he’d taken in Kirkwall. His last one ever, so he keeps reminding himself, though practiced hands still reach for the vial at his bedside when he wakes blearily with the dawn. Muscle memory. Habit. Conditioning.  Sleep isn’t a problem, even after the symptoms start setting in. When his reaching hands shake so hard they can barely grip the glass of water. The water he gulps greedily down, while wishing it were gleaming blue instead of clear. The water he can’t seem to keep down, retching it back up moments later. No, even when his insides are on fire and his whole body is racked with the searing pain, sleep isn’t a problem.  It’s not until the worst of the pains and the cravings subside, when the Song is little more than a half-remembered tune in the back of his skull, and his body can actually, truly rest. That is when sleep becomes a daunting, dreadful torture. 

Every night, when he lays his head down, he knows what’s coming. He’ll try to stay awake as long as possible, reflexively wincing away from the pain. But inevitably, his eyes will close, and he will open them again in the blood-stained halls of Kinloch Hold. Torchlight flickers over bodies, too many to count. 

The light is tinted by the magically manifested curtain of his cell. A slender column holding him captive. Too narrow to do anything but kneel or stand – he can’t even properly sit, let alone lie down. No matter how many hours, days, nights pass, no matter how his feet and legs and back ache. He remains standing until he can bear it no longer, and then he kneels in prayer. His knees are bruised and bleeding. He’s exhausted. More tired than he’s ever been. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he understands he’s still asleep, but the fatigue is just as he remembers it. He doesn’t recall how he ever managed to sleep, if he ever did. 

His cell is round, affording him a panorama view of the carnage. Every so often, a new body will race through in an attempt to reach the stairs to Cullen’s right. They’re always cut down before they clear the first handful of steps. Every time, Cullen tries to warn them. Every time, his voice doesn’t penetrate the perimeter of his cell. He hears its echo bounce back and forth over his head, driving him mad with his own voice. Every time, the demon emerges from the shadows it hides in. Razor claws rake across torsos, drawing forth gushing red. The room is infused with the smell of blood. Fresh and stale, the stone is saturated with it. Eventually, Cullen stops smelling it. But as tortured with guilt as he is over his failure to save even a single soul, watching them die is still the lesser evil. 

Because when the demon is bored waiting for new victims, it amuses itself with Cullen. It knew his desires almost the instant it captured him. All his training was for naught – Desire is a powerful demon, and it read him like an open book. It cackled, mocking his boyish infatuation. It delighted in taking her form and parading around in front of him in her skin. Calling to him in her voice, whispering in his ear, while standing well out of reach. Sometimes wanting, willing. Others, screaming in pain. Spitting vitriolic hatred at him. But always beyond his reach. 

He can beat his hands against the curtain of magic until they bleed, scream until his voice is raw and his throat is like cracked glass. But he will never break through it. 

Until he wakes, covered in sweat and hands aching from gripping the sheets so tightly, his throat sore. Surely, he must be screaming on this side of the Veil as well, but if anyone has ever heard it, they keep it to themselves. He will wash his face with cold, clean water, drink from the canteen he keeps full at his bedside, and dress for his day. 

And the next night, it will start all over again. He will try to stay awake, and then he will fail. He will try to warn his would-be rescuers, and fail. Try to escape, and fail. No matter how he tries to outrun his failures, they follow him, relentless and tireless. 

Until one night, when he looks down at the blood-soaked bodies at his feet… and there is no cell to separate them. He reaches a hand out, tentatively, and meets no resistance. He steps forward, and is not repelled back. A sob escapes him before he can stop it, though he clamps his hand over his mouth to prevent more sounds from betraying him. Yet no demon appears. It’s only him, and the corpses of his colleagues. 

He turns to the exit, and he’s halfway across the room before his steps slow. Stop. He turns. His eyes travel up the staircase, stopping at the door at their peak. There’s no way out of that room, he knows. He’s conducted Harrowings and Rites of Tranquility from inside that room. There is no escape but the way you’ve come. 

There is no escape. 

Step by step, his feet carry him to the base of the stairs. He watches himself climb them, as if observing from the outside. He screams at himself, pounding against the rounded wall of his cell, tries to tell him no. Turn around, run away. Escape. But it’s no use. 

He watches the demon emerge from the shadows, claws impossibly long and razor sharp. No matter how he screams and pounds and begs. There is nothing he can do to stop what’s about to come. Cullen watches his hand come to rest on the doorknob. Watches it turn. Watches the demon’s arm raise, and strike. He feels the burn of its claws in his flesh. 

And then he wakes up. 

He flexes his fingers, releases their death grip on the sheets. Rises with a struggle from the low cot given to him when he’d arrived at the base of the Temple of Sacred Ashes. Drinks long and greedy from the canteen. Splashes his face with cold water. And pushes aside the flaps of his tent to start another day. 

Tonight, he’ll do it all again.

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[mental-health-advice]

Submission about addiction issues

I'm 27 years old. And I have addiction issues. I am having a hard time with drinking alcohol. Sometimes I go weeks without craving a drink. And other times I can't go by one day without drinking. I have gone to AA meetings about 2 years ago. But I have a hard time asking for help. Because I feel like I don't deserve it and that I'm wasting someone else's time. I usually associate when I'm having a good time in life and things are going positive I usually associate that I have to start up my addictions again. And these include drinking and gambling. I know I need help. I'm just not ready to get sober. But I wish I can limit myself. Anytime I have brought up this topic to my family they take it to the extreme and then just judge me about everything. I know I sabotage myself and my feelings whenever I'm in a good situation. I feel like I don't deserve good in my life. And I do have a hard time understanding that it's okay to feel okay. And it's okay that I'm doing good. I know that sounds silly. But sometimes I feel like I don't deserve to feel happy or to feel good. And I sometimes suck that away from myself and kind of force myself to go into self-destruction. I do care about myself and my well-being. I have gone to therapy years ago when I was able to afford it. Right now I'm just in a tough spot financially. How can I help myself especially when I'm alone? I still use my toolbox of coping skills is what my therapist used to call it. And it does help. It's just sometimes I miss the old memories of when I had a life and had friends. And I mean that as in sometimes I miss having friends that we can go do stuff. But I'm kind of a loner right now. Having to start all over again. Any advice would definitely help and I would really appreciate it. I'm sorry that this was long. Thank you again

Hey there,

With struggling with binge drinking myself I can get and understand where you are coming from. And it’s OK that you do not want to get sober right now, it’s great and a good first step in acknowledging that you do need help with your drinking but it’s so important that you drive the recovery. So for example, when you feel ready then reaching out for help and support when you feel able to. And if by chance you have a relapse or choose that you are not completely readying to stop drinking, this is more than OK too – it’s actually quite normal to take 2 steps forwards and 1 step back. This is just how the recovery journey can look like so if at some time you feel like you are going backwards/ things are getting worse, try to be kind to yourself and know that tomorrow is always a new day where you can start fresh and try again if you choose to.

It can be so difficult to give up an addiction and especially one that we have been using for such a long period of time. I know that you have gone to therapy in the past but cannot afford it at present but if you found it helpful then maybe you could consider reaching out to a counsellor from either a helpline or on web counselling when you feel the need to drink/ self-destruct and try to talk it through with someone first. Of course though, it has to be on your terms and when you feel ready and/ or able to do so.

To associate drinking and other addictions when you are feeling good as a way to consequently hinder I guess your recovery is also normal. A lot of people feel as though they are not good enough and so consequently will just be wasting other peoples time by asking for help. People may also feel really scared about the prospect of getting better as they do not know what that may look like for them and they find safety in their addictions as at least they know what to expect/ how the cycle goes. It’s OK to be afraid and scared though of recovery. This is why it’s so important that when you do choose to work on your addictions and getting well, it’s because you want to and not because of what other people want you to do. A lot of the hard work in recovery has to come from you, others can be there to guide, support and help you through but at the end of the day all of the hard work has to come from within you.

In regards to how you can help yourself right now and when you are feeling alone, try to keep using those strategies that you put into place with your therapist, your tool box, and try to reach out to a counsellor from a helpline or via web counselling if needed. Sometimes writing can be really helpful or doing something more active like going for a walk/ run or self-soothe by doing things to take care of yourself and things that you love and enjoy. Random distractions may also help at times so please feel free to check out our page here for some examples. Overall though I think you are doing a really good job in acknowledging that you need help but also mentioning that you are not yet ready to give up drinking or other addictions just yet – both are completely OK and you can get help and support even if you are not yet able to fully commit to getting better right now.

I really hope that this has helped a bit and please do let us know if we can help to support you in any other way!

I’m thinking of you and hope that you are going OK!

Take care,

Lauren

[tahitiwoke]

032.   a quiet hospital room  👀

ACN: THIS IS BREAKING NEWS COMING OUT OF DALLAS, TEXAS WHERE MULTIPLE SOURCES ARE REPORTING THAT THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES HAS BEEN SHOT. WE GO LIVE TO OUR MAN ON THE GROUND, STEVE, WHAT CAN YOU TELL US?

he had been in a meeting. the mounted television on the wall had been running a ticker tape of some twitter stream about a plane crash in the indian ocean; the meeting had been boring, something that really could have been an email, with a congressman who wanted face time with the president and when she couldn't get that, settled for face time with veep and when she couldn't get that? well. here's phil. doing the work of his deputy and -- the tv had caught his attention.

ACN: IT'S CHAOS HERE RIGHT NOW, ELLIOT, THE PRESIDENT WAS ABOUT TO GIVE A SPEECH ON THE NEW GUN CONTROL MEASURES AND A SHOOTER CAME OUT OF NOWHERE. NO INFORMATION HAS BEEN GIVEN AS OF YET, THE SECRET SERVICE ARE UNCLEAR IF IT WAS A SNIPER OR SOMEONE IN THE CROWD.

it takes eleven days for him to make it to dallas. the schedule is incredibly tight; there is so much to do and say about the twenty-fifth, there's a lot that needs to be parsed out, a lot that needs to be changed over. to his credit, carroll march does a stellar job at pretending like he is in any way equipped to be the president of the united states and provides as stable look to the resolute desk; don't get comfortable, motherfucker. the news is in frenzy, trading on the stock exchange is suspended for two days until claire wakes up, and phil doesn't text or call. at least, not claire. he calls chris.

their first conversation is very short and the ones following over the next ten days are shorter; it's updates, work, professional. phil cannot tell if this is something he prefers or not but he'd like to think over the course of the little while they've known one another, they have built some sort of rapport. maybe. or maybe not.

phil pointedly asks how is the president not claire. if he thinks too hard about her in personal terms, he'll go insane, he'll drive to fucking texas if he has to, and he can't afford that sort of weakness. he's got to be the good man in the storm right now and he'd rather get shot in the face than let her down.

so it takes eleven days.

( you ever leave this place? march asks one night. it's the fifth consecutive evening phil has slept on his couch. he showers in the white house locker room; his suit is wrinkled, his shirt is one he borrowed from the back of a door in chris's currently vacated office, too small in the cuffs and the shoulders. go home, pal. sleep in a bed. we'll still be here tomorrow. )

the nurse argues with him for fifteen minutes, threatens him with security after another five when he tells her to just fucking google me! the yelling attracts the attention of the secret service; of meechum, of scott. phil is only a little smug when they let him through. gets less smug when he sees the state of chris. they stand out in the hallway, both unwilling to make the first move inside where they know she's asleep.

ACN: PRESS SECRETARY CHRIS BRADY SPOKE TO REPORTERS EARLIER TODAY WEARING THE PRESIDENT'S BLOOD - DOCTORS ARE CURRENTLY OPERATING AND EARLY REPORTS SUGGEST PRESIDENT HALE IS EXPECTED TO MAKE A FULL RECOVERY. FROM ALL OF US AT ACN, MA'AM, GODSPEED.

chris looks worn to the bone. hunched and empty and small when the man has never been small, not for as long as phil has known him; he looked stretched thin. have you slept at all? he asks and chris just shrugs, the answer obvious. have you eaten? another noncommittal movement. i can stay here for a while if you want to go and sort yourself out. you should really get a shower and try to calm down a little. it's advice a million and one people have given him in the past, when emotions are high and every action feels like a reaction to something else, when running on autopilot is starting to falter.

after the longest time, chris does eventually nod and shake phil's hand and isn't there when phil emerges a few hours later.