#CAH anon

[loz-cah]

How did each of the heroes meet?

Time: How did we meet? Well..

Normally, once a Hero has finished one adventure, we are able to introduce ourselves. Normally, it’s one or three at a time, but sometimes..

There are some exceptions to the rule. Twilight helping Wild comes to mind first. But these exceptions are incredibly strict, so..

Ah, pardon my rambling.

What I’m trying to say is: we each met after one or two of our adventures were completed. A “chain” of events that led us to a group of people that could understand the.. difficulty of being Hyrule’s Hero.

[intersex-support]

Not an ask for me but for the CAH X + EDS anon: “my skin isnt Super elastic, just a little, but otherwise i am hypermobile” → your skin still might be elastic enough to qualify (don’t necessarily compare yourself to images online. Those tend to be on the more severe/extreme side of the spectrum)

I always thought my skin elasticity was in normal range/didn’t meet the criteria (because of the photos o saw online)…and then multiple doctors of mine went “no, it’s definitely in EDS rage/meets the criteria” lol

Thanks for adding your experiences, anon!

[intersexfairy]

Hey, so, I'm a likely intersex person who's looking into CAH or more specifically non classic CAH now. I did hormone testing a while back, suspecting, I had high androgens, but those came back normal. However, I did get high progesterone and prolactin twice. I'm not pregnant, and this was done in the same point in my menstrual cycle, but in a point in it where my progesterone should be low.

On the second test, i got.. 17- something progesterone (I really can't remember the name) high, and after doing some research into higher progesterone levels, I found out CAH can cause a higher level of that specific hormone. My doctor only told me I had high progesterone and was very nonchalant about it, so I had no clue it was like that.

I did an exam on my abdomen to check my adrenal glands but it seems it only checked how all the organs looked, so nothing about function as far as I know. Besides that, I did no further testing and now I'm super confused.

I have NCAH symptoms but I don't know if there's any further testing I can do to confirm this- before you mention, I don't have PCOS, which I know is often a NCAH misdiagnosis, but I do have endometriosis.

I think your concerns are founded, 17-OH progesterone elevation is linked to CAH (specifically CAH due to 21-hydroxylase deficiency, the most common type). I believe there is a test that can be ran in regard to ACTH that can also help point in the direction to it being CAH. There's also genetic testing for CAH, but there are multiple genes that can cause varying types of CAH, so if you do that, make sure you get all of them done.

Also it is possible to have hyperandrogenism while having an androgen test come back normal - hormones fluctuate, sometimes greatly. Personally, when I had my free T and DHEA-S levels tested (for some reason, that's all they tested), my free T was normal but my DHEA-S was elevated. But a couple years prior, when I had more extensive hormone testing, my testosterone levels and another hormone I can't remember the name of (maybe progesterone) were elevated. I believe it is also possible to experience hyperandrogen-like symptoms due to differences in other hormones, but I could be wrong.

[angie-long-legs]

You know, Angel, I think you'd enjoy A Game for Good Christians. It's like Cards Against Humanity, but it's all from the Bible. So someone could put down a card saying, "What do good Christians wait until marriage for?" and you'd have to choose a card to give a funny reply, such as "A fiery bush" or "Going down to the nut orchard" or "Pulling out of your sister‐in-law". And the cards all have Bible verses so you can see exactly where they come from. I haven't played it myself, but I think it looks cool!

"Heh, sounds pretty entertainin'! I gotta try bustin' this out at hotel game night."

"Hey, Charlieeee... new game idea!"

[ticenchantedtoc]

I like Lumiere as a human in the movie

Hope you get well soon 💕

[riarevenge]

Can I ask why you’re so open about drugs and stuff when people can be mean

first reason is cah i’m meaner 😭 i have raging anger issues that switch on even more when someone’s coming at me. so if anons want to be cruel about stn, im jus gonna give it right back! second reason is a bit sappy ibr. cah all i here from therapists and friends and family is: you’re too guarded. i don’t seek out help or comfort from friends, i don’t talk to anyone when shit goes south, i jus deal and usually disappear from the face of the earth for however long. i don’t feel the need to ask for support cah i’m way too wrapped up in a temper and trust issues. but i talk about it on here cah?? idc ?? like okay, yous know i’ve done drugs on and off often in my teen years, okay, yous know that i frequently go back to it when i’m in bad places, okay yous know i have bpd, okay yous know i’m a this and that survivor. that’s fine by me. cah you know what, for every nasty anon, there’s like five who ask for help, advice, who thank me for talking abt it, or there’s literal mutuals in my messages doing the same. you know? why do i care what this and that fucker is gonna say if i know that someone who might not know who to talk wit can come to me? i don’t care if anons want to say i’m a stoner like it’s a bad thing, i don’t care if they think i’m nasty for biting back at bitches like i jus don’t care. i always think about that anon who came to me to ask for help cah she was in an abusive situation during the lockdowns, and she came back with an update months later. why would i care about being judged if i can help someone? at the end of the day, i don’t look dumb. ppl who are mad at a girl for struggling and not caring to hide it are the dumb ones. they screammmm wanting ppl to be real and the second you are they jump on it either way. uno? ppl are always gonna try and knock you down the mountain you’ve climbed, you jus have to push them off before they do.

[our-queer-experience]

I saw the anon you got from an amab intersex man who wants to identify as transmasc, and the notes on that post made me really genuinely upset.

I am intersex (5-ARD) as well, I am a girl, I'm afab, but I have internal testicles. I am over 6' tall. My voice dropped at 13 and i have been called he by every new person i meet. I have even had trans people misgender me when they find out i am "actually just cis" and not transfemme.. or at least what they think a transfemme should be. I lurk in transfemme spaces online and have for a long time, especially regarding voice training when I was younger. I called myself transfem with a note that I am afab intersex briefly on discord after seeing intersex activists on here advocate for people like me doing so, it felt right, it felt like me, but I was harassed and banned from servers for it. I even had a document made about me for it. I was told that what I was doing was violating and a betrayal to the real transfemmes, and that I was a terf psyop.

For that reason I just can't identify with the term transfemme anymore. There's too much pain there. So I am just an intersex femme. And, I'm just so upset that the opposite of my situation, an amab transmasc intersex person, was accepted into that space with open arms and I was spat on. It feels like transmisogyny and intersexism had a horrible demon baby that only I can see and it lives in the community I thought I might have actually allowed to be part of. I wish I could be trans but I am just too wrong, i must be a terf plot. I can't be a cis girl either. I am a male with a dsd that made it be assigned the wrong sex. Not a woman. Never a woman. Only ever a mockery of a woman. And I hear this from all sorts of women. Cis and trans. Even by other intersex women with CAH or PCOS. I'm too intersex. Even my own mother thinks I was assigned the wrong sex and I don't think she ever saw me as a girl.

It feels like I can't be a woman, I'm not allowed in any way shape or form. It feels like my choice is between this and just giving up on living completely. Why was that other anon allowed to be trans but I am not? Why are only the evil afab transfems the ones being targeted in posts that get thousands of notes, but that guy gets nothing but love. It isn't fair. It's just not fair. I wish him well but I am just so frustrated.

i mean. listen. you are also allowed to be trans. that anon also did not have a good time. im sorry you’re suffering it really sucks but that’s 1. not his fault and also 2. you could get the same exact love and affirmation here but like. listen to me. why is that this one guy’s fault.

you can always come here for love and affirmation. you will always be welcome. i do think it sucks that afab transfem intersex folks receive the brunt of violence within the community. but you cant come here mad that other people were affirmed because you feel more misaligned.

(also i have a long ass fucking block list, deleted shitty replies, and generally my posts hit healthy circles. do you think if some other blog got that ask the replies woukd be the same?🎤?)

[bewitchedfeathers]

Hitching - Jay/ce Snz Fic

For the lovely anon that requested Jayce desperately hitching with a stuck sneeze. I hope this satisfies! Included Viktor inducing him with a tissue.

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“Oh mby god..”

“Jayce, are you alright?”

“I’mb finde I juh--just…hhh’Hhh…Sndf ndeed to sndeeze…SDnffff”

“And it is stuck?”

“Yeah, I keh-heeep…hih-hitching…”

Viktor came over to his side, letting a hand settle on Jayce’s shoulder and gently massaging at the muscle beneath his delicate fingers.

“That sounds frustrating,” he said with a small frown. He looked over Jayce and he looked no worse than he had this morning, nose slightly pink but otherwise energetic. His voice had a slight rasp to it and he’d been drinking tea all that morning but Jayce had assured him that it was a mild cold and it would pass on it’s own. 

“I cah-cadn’t get anything done. I just..hhh’Hihhh…Hih? SNDFF snffsnf keep doing that.” 

Viktor gave a sympathetic hum. Gaze turning thoughtful as he considered the problem. 

“I’m too hhh…distracted to work on eh-equations and I definitely can’t…hhh…can’t work on hh-huh anything phy-Hiihhhh…Hh’Huhhh’HUH…..nghh physical. Sdnff.”

He looked up at Viktor with pleading watery eyes.

“Perhaps-” Jayce interrupted him with a heaving breath in, eyes falling shut again and a tear slipping down one cheek as he hitched wildly for a moment but it again came to nothing.

“This is hh..ridiculous. Sndff,” He grumbled stuffily. 

“Perhaps, if we force you to sneeze it will give you some relief.”

“Force mbe? Huh-how do I make myself sndeeze?”

“Are you allergic to anything?”

Jayce immediately shook his head at the suggestion, a vague look of horror in his eyes as he imagined inducing with an allergen right now. “I definitely sdnff don’t want to…ahh-add allergies on top of…of…Hohh’hhh…Huhhh..of this.”

“Reasonable. Then perhaps something slightly more invasive.”

“More invasive?” Jayce said with a panicked expression, “I don’t like thuhh-the sound of that, Vik.”

“No, no, nothing harmful. I just meant perhaps inserting something into your nose might induce a strong enough reaction to cause you to sneeze.”

“You thih-think Hhhh…Hiiihh’HIH!...hnn. Hoh…my god. Okay. I’ll try anything…”

“Give me a moment,” Viktor stepped away to search through his bag for an appropriate tool. Jayce rubbed irritably at his nose, which twitched under his touch leading to another round of wavering breaths that lead nowhere.

“Ah, there we are,” Viktor murmured and pulled a packet of tissues from his bag he kept in case of emergency. Both Jayce and Viktor usually carried a handkerchief, and Jayce had brought in a few this morning, setting them on a side table in preparation for a work day with a head cold. But today his tissues would be used in a different way than a kerchief.

Viktor returned to Jayce's side and tugged a stool over to sit next to him. He pulled out the tissues and began rolling one into a long point. Jayce watched curiously as he dabbed his nose with his usual red hankie. 

“Now this will be inserted into one of your nostrils, preferably the one most sensitive, until we hit a spot that triggers a sneeze,” he outlined his method casually.

“And you thuh…huh..thought this up just now?”

“No, I've done it to myself once or twice before, for a similar reason.”

“Huh. Okay, so I just stick it hihh..hh… up there.”

“I would insert it going slowly and twisting it as you go and then gently pressing it to the back of your nose. I can do it for you, if you'd prefer?”

“You don't thihhh-hihh…think that's weird?”

“We work with the strange and unexplainable everyday, this is really very mundane, don't you think?”

“I guess… Then um let's hahh-ve you do it. If Sdnff you don't mind.”

“I said I don’t,” he offered mildly, “Now move your chair closer so I can reach more easily.”

Jayce pauses in his movement. “Wait, if this w-works I'll end up hh…huh?.. sneezing on you”

“Nonsense you will hold your handkerchief at the ready and catch any sneezes in it. It'll be fine.”

Jayce bit his lip mulling it over, “Okay. Okay, lets go ah-head and do it then.”

“Good. Now sit and tilt your head up slightly,” he directed gentle but firm.

Jayce tilted his head back and his breath hitched, flaring his nostrils wide before they relaxed again as his breathing leveled out. 

“Very good,” Viktor praised distractedly. Jayce's cheeks flushing lightly in response.

Viktor inserted the tip of the rolled up tissue just past the edge of one nostril. But as soon as it brushed the inner rim Jason flinched back on instinct. His nostrils flared wide as he heaved in a few gasping breaths, and then huffed out a discontent sigh.

“Sorry,” he mumbled, sniffling congestedly.

“It's alright, Jayce. Lets try again.” This time Viktor took a hold of Jayce's chin to help keep him still. He inserted the tissue into Jayce's nose and ignored the way Jayce's breath hitched and wavered at the least provocation. He twisted it slowly as he pushed it farther up and Jayce's hands balled into fists where they clenched along the edges of his handkerchief. 

“I can..hahh..feel it…hh-huhh. Hoh god it tih-hihhh…HIHHH…”

Viktor felt the tissue nudge against the back of Jayce's sinuses and his chest heaved, brow crumpling and eyes slamming shut. Viktor didn't let up, twirling the tissue between his fingers while keeping it there. 

“HIIHHH..HIH..HUHHHHHHH!?” He hovered for a moment on the precipice and Viktor nudged the tissue up.

“EERRRRUSHHOOO…HH’EEIISSHHHHOO…HH’HEH’EIISHHHHUHH…”

The first two sneezes caught Victor's hand before he could pull the tissue away. Jayce's head ducking down to aim towards his lap and the handkerchief still held halfway to his face. He managed to mostly capture the third in the loose folds of the kerchief.

“HEHGZSSHHuhh…Heh’DJSHOO…huhh…I cah-cad’t hhhhh’IGZSSHHuhh stop hh’huh-HEH’SHOO…”

“Try blowing your nose when you can, Jayce,” Viktor offered with soft concern.

“Hh’hh’EISSHHuhh…hhh’EDJSHHOO…” he managed to blow his nose, only pausing to sneeze once, before managing to get some relief. His handkerchief was a mess and he flushed keeping it pressed to his nose.

“Jesus, excuse me,” he offered bashfully.

“Bless you, Jayce,” Viktor murmured with a soft sympathetic look. “Feeling any better?”

Jayce sniffled, considering the answer, but he gave a tired smile when his breathing remained slow and even. “Yeah, actually. Thank you, Viktor.”

“It was nothing,” he responded, waving off Jayce's gratitude. “Now what is it you were working on?” He asked curiously. 

Jayce eagerly launched into an explanation only pausing for the occasional cough or sneeze. Both of them happy to focus on the science they loved. And if Viktor made tea and brought him tissues while insisting he wasn't fussing over him, Jayce chose not to call him on it.

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Let me know if you liked it! Feedback is always appreciated and motivating! <3

[Snz Fic Masterlist]

[the-life-of-a-herm]

Warning for discussion of infant mutilation, and single use of the h slur(though in name), and talk of genitals, thought I'd share my story as a tfem intersex person.

I was born with what I guess could be classified as a pseudopenis. It was small, it didn't work, and it was more than wonky looking. But it was there, and it didn't seem to cause me any problems. CAH is fun(sarcastic).

I could have been camab, I guess. I even have prostate tissue. But my parents wanted a baby girl. So it was taken from me, and while i was raised as a girl at first, it became clear that despite my period, everything else about my puberty was wrong. They switched teams then, and treated me like a boy, because everyone else did.

I'm still seen as a man "wanting" to be a woman, even by my parents, who wanted that baby girl. I will never be cis in the eyes of the cis. I will never be trans in the eyes of the trans. Too much of one to be the other. I will always be "other".

When intersex people made our own terms to describe our experience(that being AGAB/CAGAB), they were taken from us. Historical, cultural labels meaning intersex have been changed to include or mean transgender. Labels like tfemmasc and its variants were taken from us. There's people who identify as a label based on hermaphroditus's rapist, because we told them they couldn't transition to intersex. So when we're told to "make up our own terms", what do you want us to do? We tried.

Beautifully put together story.. If all these people stopped caring about their little tokien intersex people who agree with them on discourse and started listening to more intersex people (as a whole, not bias sampling) then I truly think they'd see it better. But oh well. Willfully ignorant people just want to spread harm.. its horrible.

uhm but lets not add this on a sad note! I do believe genuinely in social change. If I didn't this would be a krapopolis blog! The people who do this extreme intersexist stuff are a minority, I know it's hard to see but they are. The rest are able to be educated and are not willfully ignorant to our issues because they want to uphold the sex binary.

This is why I reply to intersexist things when I see them. Even if the person had 1000 active followers, I don't care. Because regardless, I don't want for a second for people to think they're safe in a little bubble where they can support our oppression. And there's a chance of somebody reading it, looking at one side who just goes "nuh uh" and the other who has more reasoning behind it, and becoming more educated than they'd be if they just saw the side of somebody telling them what to believe. If any of that makes sense. Calling things out is a crucial part of social change, and I have faith in my heart one day it will pay off.

Much love, anon!

[be-co-me]

Anonymous

Miya Atsumu

1.9k Words

Summary: Homework help proves to be more useful with a cute tutor.

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Some days college was hard, but the first week of the semester, you didn't think you would be struggling as much as you were. You sat at your desk, nearly at the sixth hour of trying to figure out physics. A lot of it was math. Your worst subject. You struggled with even some of the simplest parts of it.

You decided to take a small break, grabbing your phone and leaning back in your desk chair. You opened ChitChat, an app that many college students around you and the world used. It essentially allowed you to talk and post with people anonymously within a five mile radius of you. You scrolled the usual content that others posted before posting about your struggles with physics.

This physics class is going to be the death of me.

Once it was posted, you scrolled a bit longer, reading some of the threads about the drama going on around the school. There was always something with one of the fraternities or sororities going on, or more like a person in them.

Eventually, your focus returned to your homework, until you heard your phone ding.

New comment on your post, view now!

You sat back once more, picking up your phone and opening the app.

Anon: Which physics course are you in? 

You: The first one :'( I'm struggling hard. 

Anon: Wait till you take the second one. The end is rough.

You: Sounds like I'll be crying a lot next semester then lol

Anon: Well, let me help. Which part are you having trouble with?

You: We're going over trig right now.

Anon: The math is the hardest part. Give me an example problem and I'll see if I can help you understand how to solve it.

You eyed your homework for the problem that you least understood. Maybe if you could understand how to do the hardest problem you could understand the easiest parts, which most of the other problems seemed to be.

You: The hypotenuse is 6 and the adjacent is 5, find the cosine.

Anon: Remember SOHCAHTOA? Sin= Opposite over Hypotenuse and so on so forth?

You didn't know what he was talking about. What was this abbreviation? You remembered a lot of weird ones or songs you learned to remember things, like the quadratic formula and pythagorean theorem, but never one for trigonometry. 

You: I do not. Never learned it. Please elaborate.

Anon: Okay, so the CAH is Cosine= Adjacent over Hypotenuse and the TOA is Tangent= Opposite over Adjacent. Remember that, it's crucial.

You: Got it.

Anon: Now, you need to find the cosine, so you need the CAH part. Your cosine equals your adjacent over the hypotenuse, so 5 over 6. Which is 0.83 in decimal form. Take your calculator and press the cos-1 button and enter 0.83 in the parentheses and close it, then press enter. What'd you get?

You did as he said, eyeing the problem one more time to make sure you told him what it was correctly. 

You: 33.56 was my answer.

Anon: And it's the correct one. Congrats, now you know the basics of trigonometry. Those rules are so important to knowing what to do. If you need more help add me on Snap. My username is    tsumu_rice_&_volley.

You instantly changed to Snap and added him. You had an idea as to who it was and when he added you back and sent you a picture composed with a selfie of him holding his own homework reading "Miya Atsumu", you instantly knew you were correct.

The volleyball team captain. And one of the most well known fraternity members of the school. All the girls sought after him. You never imagined he'd be good at school, but then again how would he stay in it if he wasn't? And volleyball too.

You viewed yourself in the camera, making sure you looked decent, sending a selfie back with your own homework. He responded with one back, the caption reading,

Need help with anymore of those questions?

You could only laugh. At yourself and maybe at how kinda cute the setter was. Your brain wandered off to if there was a chance he would ever like you. There were so many other people he had the option of dating if he wanted to.

Is all of them an acceptable answer?

You sent back. You eyed the paper, none of the answers becoming any easier to you. You wished your professor would explain things a little better, and the online platform you did lessons and homework on wasn't helpful even one bit. He sent a picture back and you opened it.

Could you meet in the library? Maybe I can explain it better in person.

You pondered on if you wanted to go or not. It was very cold outside and you were holed away in warmth of your dorm room. On the other hand this homework was due the next day and you had 49 other problems to get through that you couldn't begin to understand on your own, therefore you opted to meet with him. You snapped a quick picture.

If it's not too much trouble then sure! But I'm buying you a coffee at the cafe. No questions asked.

You got up from the warmth of your desk and the heater pushed into the corner of the floor underneath it, turning it off and putting on a cozy outfit. You packed your backpack up and began your trek to the library/cafe.

You received a Snap from him as you walked, opening it.

I'm here in the corner. It's void of people in here, so I should be pretty easy to find.

His pictures were cute. You were glad he sent his Snap and not some other generic messaging app to talk on. You got to see him along with it. It made your heart leap a little bit when you saw the picture.

Almost there!

You responded, shoving your phone into your jacket pocket as you opened the door to go inside. You wiped the snow off of yourself and walked into the main study area. You looked around for him and met his eyes, him waving you down. You walked towards him.

"Well, I guess I should introduce myself properly. Hi Anon, I'm Atsumu." he said, sticking his hand out.

"And I'm (Y/N)." you responded, shaking his hand with your gloved one. You set your bag down and shrugged your winter attire off.

"So coffee? My treat for you helping me." you said. He nodded, standing up. You walked over to the cafe with him, pulling your wallet out. You eyed the menu for a little while before deciding on a brown sugar oat milk cold brew. He chose an iced matcha latte. You paid for the drinks and stood to the side, waiting for them to be made.

"It sure is dead in here. I didn't expect it to be with the first week of school and all." he said, breaking the ice and starting up a conversation.

"I know what you mean. Maybe everyone thinks it's too cold to go out. I don't have many friends here or I'd be in here studying with them all the time, I just don't wanna be alone in here. It would be kind of awkward." you responded, the barista handing the drinks to you. You handed him his own.

"I get that. I don't have wifi at my dorm yet. I'm in the new building so they haven't set it up. I've got no choice so I kinda got past the awkward part." he chuckled. You made your way back to the table and sat down.

"We even get this huge whiteboard all to ourselves to do as much trigonometry as we desire." he said, pointing out the whiteboard in the corner. Almost all study areas in the school had a whiteboard or, new as of that semester, a large tablet to do work on.

He began to explain the next homework problem you had, eyeing all of the erased pencil and light evidence of wrong answers on the paper. He stood and drew a problem on the whiteboard, prompting you to answer as he wrote down what you responded to his questions. You took your calculator and entered what you had come up with, the correct answer popping up. You smiled as you finally began to understand.

"Alright, I'm gonna take a problem for sine, cosine, and tangent each and put them up here. I want you to solve them on your own." he said, picking up your homework packet and rummaging through the pages to find one of each problem.

Once he was done, he sat back down, working on what seemed to be a literature essay. You took a while trying to make sure every detail was correct, typing into your calculator to get an answer occasionally. Once you were confident your answers and your work underneath each triangular model was correct, you turned around.

"Alright, finished." you said. He looked up from his laptop, setting down his latte and standing to review your work. You sat down, watching him as he carefully reviewed your writing. He leaned over the table and took your calculator, typing in what you hoped was your correct work on each problem. You sipped on your coffee as he reviewed.

"All correct! Good job! Do you think you're okay to finish them up on your own?" he asked. You nodded.

"Ask me if you have any questions." he said, sitting back down across from you. You nodded once more, beginning to work on the packet once more.

After thirty minutes of doing problems and typing into your calculator, you finally finished. You set the calculator down and stretched your arms, eyeing your now empty coffee cup.

"Finished?" he asked, looking up. You nodded, your eyes looking up to meet his own.

"Let me see it." he said, motioning with his hand for you to give it to him. He eyed the packet over, typing in a few problems from each page to make sure they were right.

"You did good! All the ones I put in are correct so I'm sure you did well on everything else." he said, handing the packet back to you. You packed it into it's respectful folder where it would sit until your class the following day.

"How about you? What have you been typing up over there?" you asked.

"Just reviewing this essay. Can you believe we had to do an essay the first week of school? Unbelievable." he said, shaking his head in disapointment. You chuckled in response. That was a little much of the teacher. You'd take note so you knew not to take that teacher's class in the future.

The two of you talked until the library hours were over. You packed your things and put your winter attire back on, ready to walk out. 

"I printed a paper off. Can you grab it for me please?" he asked you nodded, walking across the library to grab it. You stood in front of the printer, grabbing the slightly warm paper off of it. You turned around to wave it at him, but he was gone.

You frowned slightly, turning the paper over.

Let's make this a weekly thing so you don't have to study alone. Here's my number. You better text me! :P  XX-XXXX-XXXX. -Anonymous

[intersex-support]

hi! im questioning if im intersex (sorta. im like. 98% sure i am lol) but i cant quite find any variations that fit perfectly, though i know that you dont necessarily have to fit Every criteria for a variation. but i also might have EDS, or rather. probably absolutely do, but i missed One criteria in the hEDS diagnostic thing (my skin isnt Super elastic, just a little, but otherwise i am hypermobile) and wasnt diagnosed w hEDS specifically. i also wasnt able to get in with a geneticist to confirm EDS that way (i was pointed in their direction right when covid started so they werent accepting new patients)

anyways my point is, ive heard of CAH X, i think was the name? and from what i could tell its kind of a mix of CAH and EDS symptoms? but i couldnt find anything about it that wasnt super medical so i couldnt really understand it. is it possible you have some information on it? if not thats fine! ty for your time!

Hi anon!

Disclaimer that we cannot diagnose or provider medical advice, but I can absolutely share some information about CAH X.

So, CAH X is a subset of CAH where people have both CAH and Ehlers Danlos Syndrome. Research has only been done on patients with the most common type of CAH, 21-hydroxylase deficiency, and there isn't any info yet about the other rarer CAH subtypes.

CAH X is caused because the gene mutation that causes CAH is located next to another gene that can cause some kinds of EDS. The gene that causes CAH is called CYP21A2. Right next to CYP21A2 is a gene called TNXB, which encodes a protein called Tenascin-X (TNX). Severe TNXB mutations can cause a subtype of EDS called classical-like EDS, and milder mutations can cause hypermobile EDS. So in about 14-15% of people with CAH, there is essentially an overlapping mutation where the genes that cause CAH and the genes that can cause some types of EDS are both mutating at the same time and causing both diagnoses.

In the studies they've done about CAH X, they've found a range of symptoms and clinical presentations, both in terms of CAH and in EDS. There were patients in the study that had NCAH, CAH simple virilizing, and CAH salt wasting. Patients in the study ranged from having hEDS and just having joint hypermobility and joint dislocations, to having cardiac valve problems, gastrointestinal problems, to having clEDS. Most of the studies so far have found that almost all CAH X patients have elastic skin.

In the study, they found that having both CAH and EDS tended to make the impact of EDS worse. They found this out by comparing the people with CAH X compared to their relatives who just had EDS without CAH.

The discovery of CAH X is still very recent, so there's not a ton of research on it yet. I think they're going to keep finding more out about CAH X over the next several years, and keep refining the genetic testing and clinical diagnosis profiles for it.

So overall, CAH X is a subset of CAH where people have both CAH and EDS, and the symptoms of both diagnoses. Here's links to two research papers if people want to read to learn more!

[clochanamarch]

lets talk about stuff we miss in the rpc tho, i'll start:

dash events

multiple-people threads

random crossovers and plots that made zero sense bc we never actually expected nor wanted them to make sense

ic games (like cah, or even ic movie watching sessions!)

the anon positivity blogs where people would broadcast their love for the mutuals (i know these blogs still exist but i don't want to wait for a wave of anon hate on the dash before they become popular again yk?

[disabledstraydogs]

Ranpo has CAH and autism

"hot take because I love projecting on my Kinnies but ranpo has (possibly, hes in the process of getting a diagnosis) a mild form of the immune issue/fatigue causing/high blood pressure causing form of CAH that also causes androgynous secondary sex characteristics, often rapid weight gain, hair loss, and reduced height (shut up ranpo is only 5 feet tall on the dot to me), and sometimes he struggles with the symptoms of it because his high dht/sensitivity to dht makes him super hungry and obsessively seek out food (the obsessive food seeking is because of comorbid bpd and ocd and autism being Hell) and he sometimes feels embarrassed about his symptoms because Nobody Normal Feels This Hungry although he hides it under a bluster of Ha Ha A Genius Brain Needs Lots of Brain Fuel because it genuinely embarrasses him

He also has cognitive issues from his particular presentation of autism regarding consequences and struggles to understand that doing certain things on impulse or out of routine habit will cause bad things to happen, so fukuzawa and him decided to put signs on things in the Armed Detective Agency with large letters and bold print with help for his progressive myopia (also projection) so he can see that he's not supposed to do (x) or (y) will happen or he has to ask (x) about (y)

These are silly headcanons for a 26-28 year old yeah but I'm 28 and I struggle with consequences and impulse control and food seeking and since ranpo seems to have level 2 autism like me I feel like I wouldn't be alone, ranpo genuinely helps me cope because he's also very academically smart but struggles intellectually with certain things sometimes at an elementary schoolers level and I've never seen that form of autism represented without people treating the character like no real autistic person acts like him."

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[heliosandtheminecraftians]

🗃️ Cards Against Minecraftia - Parts 1-3

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🗃️ [Hiiiiiii, guys! Sorry again for the lack of updates! Work and trying to help my mental health has been a little tough, but finishing up these comic pages helped!

🗃️ This is an idea I played around with for a while, featuring some of my Aermerean Minecraft OCs from my modern/modded story. I decided to start drawing it!

🗃️ They're gonna play Cards Against Minecraftia! >:3

🗃️ These first few pages were so much fun to draw! Henry's play is one of my favorite card combos in CAH. 🤣]

🗃️ (Little important message under the cut.)

🗃️ [Before you say anything, if you don't like me making art with my many OCs that aren't a Minecraft species specifically, or if you don't like me drawing my more modern servers because it's, "Not Minecraft anymore!!!!!," please don't send hate. Just leave. I've had a few anons already say this kind of stuff, so just leave if you don't like my blog. It's my blog, so...]

[trans-axolotl]

do you know anything about late-onset congenital adrenal hyperplasia? i just found it on my file while looking for something else. i have an unrelated surgery coming up and i'm trying to figure out if this could have any effect on how my body handles that, especially wrt cortisol. but i can't find much on it at all, particularly how it affects ppl beyond infertility and sex characteristics. my impression is that at least the classic variant of it sounds like something intersex-related so i thought you might have heard of it. i remember asking my doctors for more information and they were basically like "don't worry about it unless you wanna get pregnant :)"

Hey anon.

So, late onset congenital adrenal hyperplasia, also called nonclassic congenital adrenal hyperplasia, is considered an intersex variation. (If you search NCAH on my blog or on @intersex-support, you might find some other posts about it). Because of the way it affects our testosterone levels and secondary sex characteristics outside of what is typically considered "female", late onset CAH is intersex, even if late onset CAH hasn't caused changes in genitalia.

Of course, there's no pressure to instantly start referring to yourself as intersex, or start participating in intersex community, but know that you are welcome here, and there are a lot of people who understand what it's like. I also have CAH, and I'm always happy to talk about it with anyone else. I know that it can be sort of shocking or overwhelming to get that information for the first time. Any feelings you have about it are completely valid. You can take as much time as you need to process. The community is here for you whenever you're ready.

In terms of surgery and CAH, there are some important considerations. For people with NCAH, there's going to be a range for how each individual makes and processes cortisol and aldosterone. Some people need daily glucocorticoid replacement therapy while others do not. However, even if you do not need daily steroid replacement, some people with NCAH need extra "stress dosing" of glucocorticoids when their body is under physical stress, such as during illness, injury, or surgery. It would be really important to talk to your surgeon, an anesthesiologist, and probably an endocrinologist before the surgery to make sure you know what your cortisol and aldosterone production is and make a plan if you need stress dosing during surgery or surgery recovery.

One book I would recommend for people with CAH is the Parent's Guide to CAH. In a lot of ways this book kind of sucks--it's directed towards parents, uses a lot of cissexist language, and uses a very medicalized model, but has some of the clearest nonacademic writing about what CAH is, how it works, treatment options, and talks about different considerations like surgery, illness, etc.

Please feel free to reach back out with any other questions, whether it's about CAH, intersex stuff, or if you want suggestions on any other resources. Thinking of you, anon, and hope your surgery goes well! 💜💛💜

[itzsana-kiddingmenow]

Hii!! I read your Gifts series and it's soo good!!! The way you write the tickle scenes make it so realistic. My bias is Seungmin so if it's okay with you can you pls pls pls wreck him a lot in part 6? Like maybe get Jeongin to help Felix wreck him for not helping him out earlier?

Gifts: Part 6

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your wish is my command! I hope you enjoy my sweet anon! 💗💖✨🌟

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Seungmin

𝒍𝒆𝒓s: Lixie and Jeongin

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭i𝘯𝘨! 💗

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Lixie headed to Seungmin’s room, standing at the door as he watched the boy fidget and apologize rapidly. Felix interrupted him with a “Ya know, I don’t wreck you as often…but today…get ready to see stars Minnie” Felix giggled cutely as he approached the boy, who scrambled underneath Felix and running out the door, earning a shriek of surprise from Felix himself as he  ran after the panicked younger. 

“PLEHEASE!” Seungmin screamed as Felix managed to grab a chunk of his side and squeezed. Felix ran right past Jeongin, who did a double take and chased the two kids throughout the dorms. 

Soon enough, however, Felix and Jeongin did manage to corner the frightened puppy in the corner of Changbin’s empty room. Lixie assumed the older had gone for his evening workout and was probably flexing those muscles in the gym. 

Jeongin smirked evilly at Seungmin as the vocalist whined in fear. 

“Plehease! Don’t come any closer!” Seungmin giggled in anticipation.

“Nah. You definitely deserve this for leaving me helpless.” Jeongin replied while wiggling his fingers in Minnie’s direction, causing the older to burst into giggles. Felix bolted at the vocalist as he screamed and ran. Directly into Jeongin’s arms.

 ‘Aish.’ Seungmin thought before he screeched and cackled as Jeongin’s hands flew down to his hips and massaged them in a very ticklish manner.

Felix managed to catch up and pin Minnie’s arms over his head on the couch, leaving the puppy helpless and begging as Jeongin sat on his hips, grinning down at the opportunity to make him pay.

“Make him beg, Innie!” Felix said while smiling cutely down at the boy. Seungmin’s eyes widened just as Jeongin managed to dig his fingers into Minnie’s tummy.

“Nahaha! Plehehease leheheave me ahahalonee!” Seungmin giggled as he arched his back, just to screech and slam it back down when Felix managed to wiggle his fingers into the small of his back.

Jeongin decided to target some new areas. “OOH! I have an idea! How about we wreck all of your spots, and let’s see which one you find the most and least ticklish! Doesn’t that sound like a good idea, Felix hyung?”

“NO IT DOESN’T!!!” Seungmin screamed in between, eyes darting frantically between the two lers.

 “Hmmm I think it’s a very good idea indeed. However, there’s something I wanna know first. Innie, you told me my gift has two words in it, so I think it’s only fair that Minnie can tell me what letters they both start with! How about that?”

“NOHO plehease noho” 

“Well, too bad” Felix grinned as Jeongin slotted his fingers into Seungmin’s ribs and scratched roughly.

“NAHAHAHA JEOHOHONGIN!”

“Yes, hyung?” Innie replied cheekily, loving the wide smile adorning the puppy’s face.

“PLEHEHEASE NAHAHT THEHERE” 

“Okay!” Jeongin smiled as he aimed for Seungmin’s armpits instead, however the vocalist had other plans, slamming his arms down to the side and almost throwing Felix off balance.

“Woah! I didn’t expect that!” Felix yelled in surprise. He fixed Seungmin so he was sitting vertically on the couch, then walked behind the couch and pulled Minnie’s arms high above his head, stretching him way more than Seungmin would’ve liked. 

Jeongin scratched as Seungmin’s sides, smiling when the older burst into giggles, trying his hardest to squirm side to side but failing terribly. When he scratched at Seungmin’s underarms again, it was all over.

“HAHAHAHA PLEHEHEASE I CAHA- CAHAHANT HAHAHA'' Jeongin decided to give the lee a break, instead sitting on the ground as Felix sat facing Seungmin’s lower body, letting go of his arms in the process. 

Jeongin winked at Felix and both boys dug into Minnie’s thighs at the same time, causing the vocalist to scream like a madman.

“YAHAHAHA BINNIE HAHAHALP!” Seungmin screamed as Changbin passed the room to get his water bottle, grinning at Seungmin’s pleads as he walked out, heading back to the gym.

‘Oh that brat’s gonna pay.’ Seungmin thought before dissolving into another round of boisterous mirth, as Felix and Jeongin decided to aim at the puppy’s knees. 

Lastly, Felix headlocked Minnie’s feet and pulled all his toes back as Jeongin scratched underneath and all over the poor boy’s soles. This was the breaking point for the vocalist as tears ran down his face and he pounded on Felix’s back begging him to just stop.

“OKAHAHAHAY PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!” Seungmin screamed as he was convinced he actually saw stars dancing in his vision.

The two lers stopped before Felix spoke to Jeongin.

“Ya know what’s my specialty in these situations, Innie?”

“What is it hyung?”

“Raspberries!” Felix pulled Seungmin’s pantline down slightly as the relished in the vocalist’s begging as Felix lowered his head, but never actually touched his worst spot. Seungmin felt like screaming. He waited and watched Innie with tense eyes.

Until Seungmin felt an intense buzzing sensation on his v-line.

“N-NOHOHOHOHAHAHA FEHEHELIX AHAHAHAAA!” Seungmin screamed as he pushed at the back of Lixie’s head, the sensation too much as jeongin managed to wrestle both his arms above his head again, and Seungmin was left utterly helpless as Felix blew raspberry after raspberry on the boy’s v-line while massaging his hips at the same time.

“OKAY! OKAHAHAHAY PLEHEHEEHEASE AHAHAHHAH I- HEHHELP!” 

“THEFIRSTLETTERSTARTSWITHAN “P” ANDTHESECONDONESTARTSWITH”A” JUHUHST PLEHEHEEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP-.”

Poor Seungmin’s laughter went silent as he bucked his hips and slammed his back up and down as his face reddened and the tears streamed down his face.

The tickling stopped immediately as the lers didn't want to kill Seungmin. 

“Thanks for your help, Innie!” Felix called as he headed to the last member he needed to interrogate, Changbin.

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ok guys so genuine question. do you think i update too fast or do you want the fics spread out a little more? Have a great day! 💗💖🌟✨