#Chiro Rants

[drchiropterajones]

Man, I don't want to start arguing on somebody else's post and start drama, but there was something that felt so weird and off about this take that I feel the need to ramble about it, so bear with me.

(Standard caveats, you are of course allowed to play DnD or write fantasy in whatever way makes you happy and you're not beholden to make fiction that one opinionated paladin-appreciator on the internet thinks is Correct, etc, but I'm gonna use the rhetorical approach of 'all of my subjective preferences are objective fact!' that tumblr is so fond of, so whatever)

Maybe this is an unpopular opinion, but like... yeah... a real-world equivalent of a paladin or a knight IS in fact a cop. Or a soldier, or a security guard, or what have you? That's kind of what they... inherently are? They are a person who uses violence on behalf of an abstract or concrete moral authority. If that isn't what they are, then they aren't really a paladin anymore! If what you want to write is a healer or a general do-gooder, that's fine but the violence is kind of inherent to a paladin or knight?

This feels like the kind of attitude you have when you say "ACAB!" because it's the trendy leftist thing to say and cops are The Bad Guys, but you don't actually have any... deeper understanding of WHY police brutality is bad? Or any conception of, like, authority and violence and power and etc being twined together? And how 'violence to protect/defend' is so hard to neatly separate out from regular violence? You just know that violence is bad when The Enemy does it, but good when Our Side does it? And cops are Bad, and my character is not Bad, ergo can't be a cop!

There is just such a disconnect here between "Fantasy world violence is good and fun and slicing people in half with zweihanders is cool to imagine yourself doing!" and "Real world violence is obviously usually horrible". And like, fair I guess, you're allowed to want to turn parts of your brain off when you're in a story. And if you try and consume or create only media that never uses cathartic righteous violence as fun, you're going to have a bad time in fantasy.

But like... What is it that makes a paladin hacking apart 'bad guys' with a sword in a fantasy world good and morally uncomplicated, but real-world violence not? What exists in the fantasy world that handwaves away the moral concerns?

Is it that the authority your paladin is acting on behalf of is Inherently Good and therefore so long as your paladin obeys their orders it's fine? If so, Hoo Boy, that is a can of worms.

Is it that a fantasy setting contains Evil Guys who are just inherently evil and you don't need to feel bad about killing them? Even worse!

What are you saying when you write these stories? What is the meaning? What are we saying about authority and violence?

If your paladin isn't allowed to engage with this stuff - if a character archetype usually defined in equal parts by their Lawfulness/duty and their Goodness isn't ever allowed to grapple with the contradictions inherent between those two things - man is there even any POINT to writing them as a paladin? You are stripping away the most interesting bits!

Why is it more 'progressive' to posit a world in there IS such a thing as absolute authority that is allowed to use all of the violence it wants free of judgement because they're The Good Guys? And as long as your character aligns themselves with that side then they're peachy? Is that really progressive just because the thought process stems from 'ACAB'?

[star-ocean-peahen]

so its not normal for your shoulder/chest to go click click click click when you laugh apparently

[borealtwilight]

COMPRESS ME, IM ACHY

[party-pixie]

THEY'RE HOME🥰

[keruimi]

Found You

Muichiro Tokito x reader

Warning: Angst but have a proper ending

Note: I notice that my most favored post is Muichiro's oneshot. So I made another one, I hope you enjoyed it

And all along, I believed I would find you. Time has brought your heart to me.

I have loved you

__________________

"Muichiro" I heard Kyojuro-san call for me as I was standing at the engawa of the Ubuyashiki's household.

The other pillars were celebrating inside as I decided to be alone for a while until the Flame Hashira looked for me when he noticed my presence is not with them.

Both of us were silent as I didn't even bother glancing at him.

My heart always feels heavy so talking to anyone wouldn't make it better if they can't grant it.

"It's been 7 years kiddo. You need to move on" I heard him as he sat on the edge of the Engawa that made me stare at him.

He tapped the place beside him as he looked back at me.

I silently sat down on that place and he already had his arms resting on my shoulder.

"Your mind and heart should not always be on her. You have yourself too"

"I can't" I muttered as I felt my eyes started to sting a little as my memories with her keep flashing in my mind.

"She was..." I trailed off as I saw my imagination on her sitting down on the grass as the moon gracefully highlighted her existence.

For my vision, she was the angel that God sent to me.

So why did we end up that way?

Her fading silhouette disappeared in front of me as I swallowed the lump on my throat.

"She was the only one I have"

"And she left, kid. There are really times in our life that the heavens above would send to teach us a lesson and that lesson you learned can be found on someone else" he advised me as he pat my back.

I look down and I can't help but fisted my hands on his words.

"What if I want her to be my everything?"

"Then that's dangerous" he exclaimed before he stared at me.

I felt the tears in my eyes slowly build up as a small smile lifted from my lips on his words.

"You told me.." I breathlessly whisper as I started to have a hard time speaking knowing my next words would make me break down sobbing.

"You told me to set my heart ablaze. Go beyond my limits. Follow my dreams"

Tears started to slide down from my cheeks as I looked up as his facade softened when he saw my state.

"I did what you told me and in exchange..." I started to heave breaths as he ran his hand on my back in an attempt to comfort me.

"In exchange, she left me" I breathlessly let out as he brought my head to his shoulder to help me silence my cries.

I miss her...

I miss her so badly.

"Why is it so painful when I set her free. She was the only one I had when I lost my twin. Why didn't she stay with me" I continue crying as he let me rant the painful words I didn't manage to say to her.

"Why did she deprive me of the explanation I needed. She knew I only have her, she clearly knew that"

My body trembled in anger that would die down the moment I remember my moments with her.

But for now, I can't take it anymore.

"Kid, listen to me" he pulled away before he tapped my arms in a way to get my attention.

"Some people are meant to stay for a while even if we want them to stay forever"

My heart broke more on his words as I can't prevent my sobs from being drowned down.

"You followed your dreams. You love and that's not wrong. But for me kiddo, you need someone better. Someone who would support your dream of protecting the world. Someone who would stick beside you no matter how cruel the destiny you will face. True love is about staying even if there are reasons to leave"

I wiped my tears using my trembling hands as I looked up to him.

"But I always wanted her"

~•°•~

"Chiro" I heard her voice behind me that made me look up and saw her bring food for me and my brother.

She is one of the girls in the village who started to look after me and my brother after my parents died.

She didn't say her reasons but her happiness with us was unexplainable.

Even my brother can't help but soften up with her.

She is the one who put an ointment with the scratches on my arms and always tried her best to get along with my brother.

I overcame my parents death because of her.

She put colors back in my dull world. She helped me manage my brother's anger.

She made the world more bearable.

Until everything fell apart when my brother died due to the injuries the demon inflicted on him.

I almost died too if she didn't immediately call for help.

She helped me survive because of her gut feeling. It broke me when I barely even remembered her the moment I woke up but she didn't hold any hatred against it.

She still stayed as I trained myself to become stronger, to become a better defender.

Because I won't make it if I lose her too.

I train myself to protect her from the cruel challenges that the world will give to her.

But I didn't know she was slowly drifting farther away from me.

That one day, she suddenly burst her real feelings to the new me.

The new me who became a hashira, to help me ease the deep hatred I had for the demons even if I forgot my reason is to avenge my brother.

"I don't want you to become a slayer!" She shouted that loud and clear. That I could hear the fear and disappointment in her tone that broke my heart further.

"I did this to protect you"

"No!" She snapped back as tears filled her own eyes. "You can't risk your life in a battle"

"Y/n" I softly called out for her as I took a hold of her cheek but she didn't want to look me in the eyes at all.

"I'm doing this, so I can protect the people I love" I muttered as she slapped my hands away from her.

"How about yourself? Did you ever think of your life at least? Why do you always need to look for others!" She shouted as anger filled her eyes that made me step back.

It finally dawned to me that she has the same mindset as my brother.

I wanted to become a sword man because I want to protect the people. My brother thought I was useless for it, and she...

She think I would let myself die on the battlefield.

With my heart burning with hatred, I would not let myself die as long as the demons are not annihilated from this world.

"Y/n" I pulled her to an embrace as she tried to remove herself from my grasp.

"I need this to protect you"

"You don't. If you really think I would like this then let me tell you. I really don't!" She shouted as I could feel her hitting my chest but I refused to let her go.

"Why do you need to end up in this fate"

I felt my world stop the moment she weakly uttered those words.

"I ask for help from the wrong people" I pulled away from her as my own eyes reflect my disbelief on her words.

"Y/n"

It sounded like she regretted everything. Just because I chose to become a fighter?

"I hate you!"

Those dreadful words were the last thing I heard as she turned her back from me and walked away.

My feet were frozen and I couldn't even run to catch her.

No

I can, but I don't have the right words to make her stay.

What was I supposed to do?

Who am I supposed to be just to make her stay in my life.

That day...

I felt like I was really alone in this world.

~•°•~

It's been seven years ever since my family moved to the countryside for a more peaceful life where the village is in harmony and has not been attacked by demons at all.

A place where demons never existed.

Most of the time I thought of that sentence, it only reminds me of the person I decided to leave.

Cruel or not but I did it for myself.

I just can't handle the path he chose for his self.

My thoughts were snap when I remember what I was doing.

I was praying for his own safety.

I looked up and saw the kamidana as I put down my offering before clasping my hands together.

"I pray for his safety"

Even if I left him, even if he thinks I hated him, in the end, I would want him to continue living even if I was not there.

I couldn't accept his dream so I left hoping that he could reach it without me.

Because I know I can't support him knowing he is putting his life at risk.

I don't want to lose someone important to me again.

So cruel or not, I left early so it won't be that painful anymore.

I kowtow in front of the Kamidana before I looked outside the window and the moon started to rise.

How can the night be this peaceful and beautiful but dangerous.

I didn't think of anything anymore as I started to head my way back to my room.

I felt the cold breeze in my room as I noticed that the windows were open. I went outside so I can think better about the choices I made in my life.

One of them was the choice of leaving him.

There are no days I didn't berate myself for it.

It was selfish, because I wanted to lessen the pain and just left him hanging after he lost his family.

But at the same time, isn't it better?

He could follow his dream and at the same time, meet a better woman.

In his story, I am just a side character he shouldn't protect.

Because in the end, I would keep choosing myself.

I sigh as I embrace the coldness of the night as I gaze at the stars above.

I was just a stepping stone for him to be stronger. His reason, but should never be his first choice.

I want him to put himself first before others, before me.

"Yuichiro, I hope you're guiding him" I whispered as I felt my chest tighten.

Seven years, and I still remember both of them no matter how our destiny lined up.

I am still trying to unbind the tangled paths in front of me. The path of my life that I wanted to live peacefully.

I wanted a chosen destiny where I can be happy.

A Fate that wouldn't revolve around him.

My blood turm cold when I hear my mother scream outside my room. Without thinking further, I ran towards her direction and saw blood across the kitchen floor.

My father was holding a sword as the demon had his hand on my mother's neck.

I felt my hands shook in fear as I saw the terror in my parents'eyes.

I put a finger on my lips when my father was about to call my name.

Without a second thought, I took a knife and cut myself on the wrist and finally heard my father calling my name.

"You blood lust monster! I have the blood you wanted" I felt my voice lowered as I said those words.

No matter what, I won't let myself die in this situation.

The demon turned his head on my way and saw his face that almost looked like a zombie.

My body was trembling but I know, I need to stay calm.

"Leave... My mother... Alone" I stated those words with a cold tone as I keep my eye contact with him.

When he let my mother down the floor, I started to step back.

"Dad, I know what I need to do. Just stay with mom" I uttered those words as I keep my eyes on the demon who took a step forward as I step back.

On the side, I saw my father's silhouette embrace my mom's before I opened the door and made a run outside.

I can hear the quick footsteps of the demon beside me as I see the village. There are bodies on the ground as I realized there are more than one demon here.

"I have marechi blood!" I shouted like a lunatic in hopes to get the attention of the demons that attacked the village.

And I did

Knowing the selfish nature of these creatures, they would fight with each other for my blood.

I took the sword of one of the bodies and realized they were from the demon slayer corps.

These people were his peers.

I removed that from my mind when they started to run towards me while others fought with each other.

I slashed the neck of the other demons with all the strength I've got but it was not enough.

One demon manages to take a hold of the edge of the sword before pulling it away from me by force and knowing one of the wrists has a wound.

It started to sting in pain. I hissed as I fell forward to the ground.

My fears were gone the moment the pain settled into my system as I took a hold of my bleeding wrist to stop the blood from flowing.

They just growl when I do that.

Well as long as they are far away from the village, I can make it.

As long as I find a way.

But not even a minute passed by, a demon pounced on me with its fangs shown.

I thought I was going to die at that moment.

If it weren't for a sudden figure who showed up behind me and kicked the demon away from me.

He took his sword out and I immediately recognized the words written on his sword.

'Destroyer of Demons'

I felt my heartbeat quicken when It finally dawned on me the pale turquoise color at the end of their long hair as they easily killed the demons that surround us.

With their back facing me, I can only hear the wind and the sound of insects across the forest.

The figure in front of me finally turned in my direction and I knew...

I knew my destiny is tangled with his again.

His blank gaze slowly softened when his eyes laid on me. A look of relief crossed on his ways as he took strides towards me.

"Y/n" I heard his voice tremble when he called my name as tears built up on my eyes.

"I finally found you"

The happiness and relief on his tone was recognizable as he pulled me into an embrace, hiding his displayed emotions on my shoulders.

I felt my clothes started to get wet and I realized he was crying.

"Mui" His arms grip around me as I feel my chest tighten. The pain...

It was clear to both of us.

It was really clear that no one wanted to be away from each other. All those years because of selfishness, we went through the feeling of longing and heartbreak.

The Selfish I chose for myself. A choice that should be a fuel to his hatred for me.

So he can forget about me...

Yet the emotion I expected him to give me the moment we meet again, was nowhere to be found.

It was simply happiness when he found me.

It made me realize the precious someone I have abandoned that made me have the urge to embrace him like he did.

In the end,

I can't completely remove the feelings that have slowly built up within me

The truth is...

I just don't want him to die on me...

[ares-protector]

IT'S TIME, IT'S HAPPENED, SOMEONE ASKED ME TO INFO DUMP ON BATS! THANK YOU @wordescollect FOR ASKING ME FOR EVERYTHING I KNOW ON BATS!!! TOOK ME SOME WEEKS TO PREPARE BUT IT'S HAPPENING!

I divided it into 3 parts, and I will post the other parts later this week.

Bats belong to the order Chiroptera which is the second largest family of mammals. Chiroptera has over 1,400 species of bats, making up approximately 25% of all mammals. Bats are also the only mammals able to achieve true flight.  The largest Order of mammals is the rodent family, Rodentia, with over 4,500 species.  Chiroptera means hand wing.  Chiro=hand  Ptera=wing  Which is a fitting name because bat wings are evolved hands.

Bats legs also evolved, the bones evolved to smaller to make the bats lighter.  Unfortunately, now they have difficulties standing or using their legs for anything because their legs can't handle the compression.  Their legs are also backwards to ours.  Their knees bend the opposite way and the bottoms of their feet face the front of their body.  It is because that orientation makes it easier to crawl on the ground and hang upside-down.

Side rant related to The Underland Chronicles: That single fact had made it incredibly hard for me to imagine how the fliers stand in the Underland. Like, their feet would point backwards when they are standing. Could they stand like that? Did Underland bats evolve differently from Overland bats so their feet do face forward but their legs are still weaker, smaller, and have knees that bend the opposite way? When Ares and Gregor have their first fight, is Ares twisting his feet around to pin Gregor down, or is he holding him like we would hold someone's shirt to lift them off the ground and pinning Gregor to the cave wall? Do backwards feet make it easier for Ares and the other few large fliers to lift gnawers off the ground? So many questions, but I think I'm just overcomplicating it for myself. I've been thinking about this for the past few years.

Anyways, this evolution of their legs makes it hard for them to take off from the ground.  Most birds need to run briefly to take off because it generates the lift they need.  But because bats can't run, it makes it hard to generate lift.  That is why bats need to fall slightly in order to fly, and why they hang upside-down.  Bats can take off from the ground with difficulty, but falling is still preferable. I saw a video of a flying fox(I think) taking off from the ground. They just flapped their wings, dragging itself along the ground doing so, and took off. It was on smooth tile floors though, so I doubt the same method would be as easy in the wild.

Their legs also have a mechanism that makes hanging upside-down easy. They have specialized tendons that make hanging upside-down use zero energy when they are relaxed by locking their claws in place. Some bats also have a structure called a Calcar, a cartilaginous structure that extends from the ankle. It helps support the membrane that stretches between the legs, also known as the Uropatagium. Not all bats have a fully developed Uropatagium, some species lack them while others have some membrane flaps supported by Calcar. Some species use Uropatagium to catch insects.

Part 2 is going to be about everything that bats eat and why that makes them so incredibly important.

Sources: My brain, Bat Conservation International, La Trobe University

Bat taking off from the ground: https://www.instagram.com/reel/DCpwIj1TWXN/?igsh=ODU1ZDNld3ptNWc4 (Dude narrating the video is just so dumb, don't listen to anything he says. There is some truth, but it's worded horribly and doesn't line up with the video.)

Call me out if any information I have said is wrong, I am still a college student and am learning. Besides that I am human and may remember things wrongly, please correct me so I don't spread misinformation.

As always, DON'T touch a bat with your bare hands, unless rabies are vaccinated, trained, and have gloves on. If the bat bites you, it will be euthanized and tested for rabies, nobody wants that. If you find a stranded bat that seems injured or such, then call your nearest wildlife rehabilitation center, Bat Con International, Bat World Sanctuary, PA Bat Rescue, or Lubee Bat Conservatory. If you live somewhere other than the US, then I believe you can call Bat Con International or a wildlife rehabilitation center near you. The only Bat Rehab Centers I know of outside of the US is Fledermaushilfe Hamburg in Germany and there are ones in Australia. But, I'm sure you could call any of the places I've mentioned and they would gladly help wherever you live. They will direct you in what to do or will send someone to help the bat.

[sysmedsaresexist]

I snapped today

(Well, yesterday, but I made a point of sitting on this to make sure it was what I wanted to do)

I'll be making a post at some point to address some of the drama that I'm sure many of you have been seeing over the last couple months, but before I do, I want to just talk about something personal.

Edit: this is the post. This is the only post I'm going to make addressing the drama. This will be my response.

A vent, rant, I don't know under the cut.

The TL;dr I broke my leg in a way that fucked it up for life and I'm depressed and struggling and being dragged into drama. I want to talk about it, because I never talk about this stuff, and I'm so tired of all of it.

I'm too old for this kind of drama.

A deep dive into my mental health, physical status, my side of the story, and a message for anyone still struggling with the problemaddtic situation.

Earlier this year, I slipped.

I was telling one of my clients about it at work, he's an older gentleman, very sweet, and his reaction still makes me smile.

He asked how I fell, and I said it was black ice.

His eyes went wide. "Black ice? That's dangerous and invisible!"

It sure is, friendo... it sure is.

It was really bad. Both sides of my ankle were crushed to dust. I was in a cast for nearly 8 months. I got an infection around the metal pins and was ill. The pins had to be pulled early, which extended my recovery.

I still dream about the feeling of them trying to pry the pins out of me. You're awake when they do it.

11 months later, I'm still in physio, I've had to add chiro and ortho to my weekly appointments. Most days, I walk with a very heavy limp. I don't have full rotation of my ankle, and I hurt myself a lot by turning too quickly. I still struggle to stand for long periods-- like cooking dinner or showering.

It's becoming increasingly apparent that because of the amount of "hardware" in my leg that I won't get full rotation back. I already have arthritis, so this is wonderful.

I hurt. A lot.

It's not the pain of a broken ankle or leg.

It's this constant, dull throb in my bones. It's the constant "full" feeling as I walk, like my ankle is surrounded by a thick gel that slows its movement. It's sharp, breathtaking stabs when I turn wrong or too quickly. It's the pain that's spread to my already damaged and arthritic hips that keeps me up at night. It's never being able to get comfortable.

Mentally, I'm a wreck.

I already hated this body, and now my leg is scarred and deformed. I'm constantly terrified I'm going to fall again. I'm incredibly self conscious about whether people can tell and if they're judging me. I can't walk fast enough to keep up with crowds, and people are cruel about it. My balance is horrible. I'm realizing all the things I won't be able to do.

I love hiking so goddamn much, and my dream of hiking the orcas island is dashed.

In 2012, after the assault that nearly killed us, it was where we were sent to heal. Elevation 2,500ft. See that little tiny thing at the top?

It's an old observation tower. The end of the hike. I was only able to hike half at the time, but I was driven to the top.

I'll never hike that now. I'll never finish my goal after the assault.

My relationships have taken a massive hit.

I'm angry.

I'm so fucking angry.

He was just a kid, that was just a bit late to his job. The lot should have been salted twenty minutes earlier. As I was lifted into the ambulance, I saw him standing at the front entrance, with his little shovel and bucket of salt. The nephew of the owners, and I could see the fear in his expression. A way to save money over hiring an outside crew.

And now my life will never be the same.

I'm angry for everything that was taken from me.

I'm angry because it doesn't feel fair.

I'm angry because I'm scared all the time now. It won't be much longer before the first snow. I cry every time I think about it.

I'm struggling to come to terms with things.

Today, I had to be in the office, and it was really rough. Normally, I can work from home, but I need to be on site every couple of days. I'm really struggling with forward movement the last few days, and I'm just in a lot of pain after that much walking.

And something snapped in us today.

"Good forbid I mentally NEED to maintain my own sense of peace for a few months so I don't fucking off myself at the idea of my new depressing life as a goddamn cripple"

I have a lot of feelings about this message that I sent to the person posting about me.

I don't like the message. I want to know which one of us is responsible-- who has such deeply negative feelings about disability. I know we're struggling, but maybe I didn't realize how much.

It's terrifying when you have a CDD and your alters talk like that. Looking around in your own head like, "okay, raise your hand if you want... to die..." and everyone is like

"Does anyone want to claim that message?"

In the screenshots below, you'll see me say the above. I guess I just want to provide context and get out thoughts that have been trapped in my head.

I just want this person to leave me alone.

Between my injury, the drama with AEV and our change in stance from anti to pro--

Finally putting an end to my petty drama with Sophie, and ongoing drama with another system that we were casually flirty with for a hot minute (fucking try me, seriously, I don't care anymore, always threatening to publicly post our fucked up relationship drama, GO AWAY, YOU WILL ALSO LOOK BAD IF YOU DO THAT, YOU WILL ONLY SUCCEED IN HUMILIATING US BOTH AND ACTUALLY DOXXING ME), we refused to take part in the release of the most recent sophie doc.

All of this was happening at once.

Now don't get me wrong here-- I've already explained this in another post. It was mostly my content being used in the doc, and that of one of my friends, and I agreed to help go through my posts. I ATTEMPTED to participate in the creation of the doc, though eventually I admitted defeat and said that I would not be able to help. Every time I opened my old posts I hated myself more. I don't like that person. I hated the way I behaved.

And I was struggling so much with finally seeing Sophie as a real person with real feelings and Reasons™️ for doing things. Just like I have reasons for doing things. Just like you have reasons for doing things.

I told them I was struggling, and how and why.

I told them in my very first message that I would not publicly participate, for all the reasons mentioned.

I was not well.

And the posts being made about me are in anger that I didn't stand up for the doc or them.

The one I specifically said I would not get publicly involved with.

And while I wanted to support you in the aftermath, your final messages made me feel as though I shouldn't reach out to check on you. There are several people that will tell you that I worry about you, that I have nothing but positives to say about you, that I stress that you're Going Through It™️ and should be left alone.

People ask me about your posts, whether they're true, what's going on. You have me blocked, but I know you're going to see this. I don't need to look at your blog to know what you're saying, complete strangers fill me in.

It's fantastic, I feel great.

Every time I start to relax, someone new reaches out and it starts all over again. I'm so tired of drama.

Despite everything, despite the fact that you hurt me too, despite the fact that you're actively traumatizing me right now, I still apologized to you.

You'll get your post, but it'll be the truth.

You sent a LOT of messages, at the time I couldn't read them, I mentally could not handle it after our last conversation, but I got the impression you wanted me to post something. I was right.

Today I learned about a new post, and a new blog, and I snapped. I finally managed to bring myself to read your messages in full. And I responded, prompting ANOTHER post about how I'm trying to silence you.

I'm not doing this anymore.

Here are the messages. People can decide for themselves.

But let's actually talk about what you're blaming me for.

While I posted several times about you on my blog, these are the posts in question, where I supposedly started this "rumor", almost two years ago.

TW, SA, ending after the next set of images

When I first read your post, my first thought was, "that's what he said to me."

For survivors, "the only thing you're good for," often brings their assault or abuse to mind. Is the problem that I tagged it as SA? Is that how you think the "rumor" started?

Whether you intended to trigger people or not, you did.

I'm sorry that you're still receiving harassment, and I ask that whoever is reaching out to blue's mutuals to leave them alone. That entire situation was a mess and everyone played a part.

Chances are, though, you're not sending those messages because of me or on behalf of me. It's far more likely that you're sending them because you, yourself, were triggered by blue's words and behaviour.

I don't really have a right to tell you to stop, if that's the case, but as much as I've changed, so has blue.

Everyone deserves a second chance.

People gave me one.

Blue, I meant it, you're brilliant and funny, you deserve better, and I'm so sorry this is happening to you. I wanted to be friends, I'm so sorry that I hurt you. I never wanted to. I'm sorry that I wasn't well enough to help you. I thought I had been clear.

Now everyone leave me alone.

[sparkymalone]

here again getting back on my bullshit :P

undiagnosed autistic fuyuhiko who’s entire immediate family is also undiagnosed autistic. so he’s very confused when he gets older and sees that everyone doesn’t have a favorite plate or drinking glass. his classmates looking at him weird when he complains about the sound of the lights buzzing.

his main special interests are crime/true crimes shows and movies, and old mafia movies. mostly bc he likes poking holes in them, but sometimes he finds one that actually gets things right and you’d think he just found the cure to cancer with how happy he is.

everyone being surprised at how good of friends him and kazuichi are but it’s because they both love parallel play. kaz will be tinkering with something or reading the latest issues of his favorite car magazines, while fuyuhiko sharpens his knives or cleans his guns while he rewatches his favorite movie.

sometimes kaz will show him a picture in his magazine or he’ll talk about his latest project. or he’ll listen to fuyuhiko’s rants about how accurate or inaccurate whatever he’s watching is.

and sometimes hiko will answer kaz’s questions about whatever he’s watching, or nod along to whatever hot gossip kazuichi is talking about.

they’re besties ok idc. also yes im autistic and yes im projecting on my favs what about it

also my other list of autistic dr characters bc i feel like it: gundham, sonia, nagito, peko, taka, chiro, kyoko, chiaki, gonta, ibuki, hiyoko, toko, and probably others that i can’t remember rn

yours truly, LB

I like this idea a lot, but I'm not gonna be able to write anything for it because my IRL son is autistic and I'm trying to cut down on the number of similarities between him and Fuyuhiko because it's WEIRD lmaoooo

Anyway I think this works better as a headcanon post. Feel free to send more headcanons! I love them!!

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Y/n, a hopeless romantic who can't seem to get over her crush, shim jayoon. her love for the girl is very evident to everyone including the girl herself. follow our mc: y/n, her ride or die: seeun and the love interest: yoon as they knit a tale of unrequested love, friendship, heartbreak and pure, unfiltered angst<3

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chiro's rant- sooooo thoughts???

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[shima-draws]

So sorry you aren’t feeling good :( What does the pain feel like? I can’t even imagine what a hip tear must be like

Aaa ty I appreciate it 🥺

Hmm yeah it’s kinda like…growing pains? You know when you have growing pains and your leg is really achy? Imagine that but multiply the pain by like a hundred and that’s where I am lmao

Put the rest under a read more bc I can’t shut up and also to spare the rest of you from reading about my issues if you don’t wanna wink wonk

Sometimes the pain will just shoot down my leg and it’ll be sharp. It’s mostly on the side and in the back, I don’t really have any pain at the very front or in my knees which is good. Usually right after I wake up and start walking around my whole leg acts like it’s been asleep and the crawling ants feeling is SO bad 😭 It’s too fuzzy LOL I gotta give my leg a good shake to wake it up

There are some places where my body just feels sore too, like it’s the day after I’ve done smth really physically strenuous and I need to massage my muscles bc they’re all tight and stiff.

At the beginning I couldn’t really pinpoint the pain but over the past couple weeks it’s definitely more centered right in the pelvis area. Idk if my brain saw the MRI results and went “Aha yeah THAT’S the issue! Let’s make the pain there worse then” or what but fnndndn

Also idk if it’s because of the chiro or just bc of the hip tear but the left side of my foot has been numb for like 2 months now,, not COMPLETELY numb but enough that I notice it’s got a fuzzy feeling 🤔

It’s so weird tho bc again most hip tears happen to athletes, of which I am not. And I wasn’t in an accident or had some sort of traumatic injury. It just happened out of the blue for no reason at all;;

Anyway I was reading up on labrum tears and found out that some people will get them and not even notice bc they don’t show any of the pain symptoms? Bro I WISH that were me holy shit

Sorry for the long lonnggg answer you probably didn’t need that much info but personally ranting about it helps me wheeze

[robotslenderman]

A patient once came in with an Xray referral from a chiro. They kept talking about "the doctor" who referred them and I was so fucking pissed off about it.

But I also have anxiety so I googled it before I ranted about it to a friend, but:

I discovered that in my state, chiropractors can legally call themselves doctors.

That's right.

In NSW a fucking quack can legally put a "Dr" before their name.

I am so fucking mad about this you have NO idea

[cpunkwitch]

so

bit of a life update

im starting a new job tomorrow, managed to land a part time job while im in school, still waiting on my schedule so im only doing training this week and wont have any hours worked out till i get my schedule

we're pretty sure i have rheumatoid arthritis on top of everything else

i have dental appointments booked throughout the semester, still no chiro booked yet, im getting my wisdom teeth removed soon

my mom was recently in the hospital for almost having a heart attack and has to take 2 weeks off of work and avoid any stress in order to be okay but its not going well.

we're very tight on money, the funds in my bank acc arent going to be accessible to me for at least a week and even then its for my fall tuition fee and whatever supplies i need for classes, i do get paid this thur. for working wed. and thur. evenings but its not much and what im earning is going towards buying myself a bike so i have transport (if i can get the guy to hold onto the bike for me since i found a good one at a 2nd hand place).

im still working on repainting my cane, i decided to just stick to the simple koi pattern i originally had in mind so some orange shapes are just sitting on top of a black and white background rn.

we are trying to budget to pay for my wisdom teeth getting pulled as well as buying me a new laptop for school and glasses replacements (according to the parents) but the top concern rn is my little brothers eye appointment in another town

i still have commissions for art, bracelets and tarot readings and my store open on kofi but stress has halted pretty much all my writing and drawing projects

my mental health took another nose dive recently so im trying to get myself no not self isolate nor abandon a whole bunch of things i was previously really invested in.

body has not gotten any better in fact my mobility especially around my neck/shoulders has gotten worse and im even more exhausted every day.

and im pretty sure im having a whole ass identity crisis, again! i am questioning everything and waking up with panic attacks each morning and hallucinating more and more often mybrain is in no way okay

good news is i could probably use my moms back brace while im at work! and theres a chair! so i wont be in too much pain by the end of the day right?

theres more i could rant about but i wont

im just frozen in place constantly tense trying to figure out what to do but my brain keeps stalling

[theblacksunking]

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I'm being more experimental with this mini comic It will be in black and white and it'll read from right to left like a manga lel, also will have many differing art styles through all the pages. So are you ready for Evil Jinmay?

[createuntiltheendoftime]

lots of ppl shit on chiropractics for being some dort of money grab pseudoscience but i dont think its true. without chiro, i wouldn’t be able to turn my head or walk freely without pain, my mom would still have a piece of vertebrae floating in her neck. my dog wouldn’t be walking. my moms horse would still be trying to kill her. i wouldn’t be able to ride, or more accurately, i could be ruining my horses spine because id be unbalanced

chiropractics are a science, and a medicine. they might not be necessary for survival, but in many ppls experience they’re necessary for a life without pain and with free movement

[astridthevalkyrie]

man this was such. a terrible new year.

[looney-mooney-studio]

I’m so tired

Have some monkey doodles