#Ignore the inconsistencies in anatomy and clothes

[karimationkat]

One of my purple headcanons is that after navy left and cherry got sick, they dropped out of middle school and picked up multiple part-time jobs

While 15 year old KO/MT did mini jobs for some extra money but his stubbornness would often make it difficult

[procrastinova]

May 2021 vs November 2023

[feralthotsandfeelings]

KASUSHKJHFSIAU Gremlins I neeed to talk about these little fuckers and I love them however since the time I originally wrote them, they've changed.....alot and also I unintentionally made them pretty problematic so we're changing that today. I need to rewrite them a little. But today we start with the basics and Lee~

Meet the not so sweet boi Lee Neya! Resident Prince of the Gremlins (sole ruler of the bunny people) and cute husband to Lust!

This cutie prides himself on his looks and is the one where most gremlin stereotypes come from, he's playful, bubbly, flirty and soft. Surface level anyways, you don't need to look to hard to find the truth.

He's a malevolent ruler of a chaotic hivemind race of people who tries very hard to subtly infect the world with eldritch and void influences. His favorite thing is melting people's mind, breaking them far beyond repair and then eating them alive for a snack. Sometimes he'll just skip that first part and shove like a wad of sock in their mouths and go to town because he finds the screaming is a little annoying sometimes.

A wolf in sheeps clothing if you will, but gremlins as a whole are more like eldritch flesh monsters in cute semi-humanoid bunny clothing. Their anatomy is....something else....compared to most living things. Gremlins are mostly made of a soft fleshy void matter shaped into their desired form, since theyre a hivemind with Lee as the head of it, he chose this cute small customizable form that could appeal to many, giving those in the hivemind a small sense of identity in choosing the color of their skin, corruption (the purple stuff on the feet in second image doesnt have to be purple...or that much), tail and ears (color, type and size) hair (color, type and length), perceived gender and gender expression and height ranging from 4 ft to 5'4" ft for adults and eyebrows and eye color. So obviously they can look like their own individuals, and they seemingly have their own personalities.

The way the hivemind works is they're all individual people right? but theyre all connected to the same sort of neural network type of thinking. Everyone can hear what everyone thinks all the time, the only one who can opt out of that is Lee. Everyone else can limit their range via proximity and sort of tune out people far away that are easier to ignore. While they can think and act for themselves especially when farther away from the hivemind they ultimately just kinda roll with what Lee says should go because he's the strongest and if you're going to disagree you're going to have to convince him or fight him about it....so guuddd lucckkk

Anyways, gremlins are chaos bunnies, feel free to ask more about Lee (or ask him questions) and since my drawing is so damn inconsistent the top image is more like what his face and top body looks like and the second is more accurate to his lower half. Side profiles are hard ;-; and yes ik the first one is better i spent more time on it

[my-dark-words]

Your Choice

Part 5 of the ‘My Mistake’ series, a distinctly not fluffy Darkiplier fanfiction. You may possibly want to check the trigger warnings in the tags for this one, though it’s all text. It’s a long one folks. 

I would recommend starting at the beginning:

My Mistake

Unwanted Guest

Questions part 1

Questions part 2

And now, Your Choice...

"Did you think this was over?" Dark smirked, shaking his head. "I guess I did," I admitted, not entirely sure that I'd intended to. Truths were habit forming. "I'm not done with you, my dear," he tutted, "we still need to find that wayward soul of yours." "Well I've had it with you. Get out of my house! I'm not playing your game any more!" He glared and rolled his shoulders, clasping his hands behind his back. When he spoke there was no anger in his voice, only willpower. "You will call your precious workplace and excuse yourself. Now." To my surprise and terror I collected my phone from the table and did as I was bid. I made some weak excuse about gastro, because the last thing a hospital needs is another sick person in it, and excused myself from work. The lie flowed too easily across my tongue, as though the words weren't mine, even though the voice was. Guilt washed over me as I hung up the phone. "Good," he smirked. "Now that's done, I'm going to leave you with instructions while I attend to a small matter. Do make sure they're complete when I return." "What's the point if you can just order me to do whatever you want anyway?" I spat, but he ignored my outburst, apparently intrigued by something under his own fingernails. "You are not to leave the building, nor make any attempt to use any communication device," he continued. "Take the opportunity to refresh yourself and change into something more suitable. You wont be returning here for some time. Oh, and chose one object to bring with you. Anything you like, something that would be ...what was it you wanted to be again? Ah, yes. Useful." He paused to straighten his suit jacket again, before meeting my gaze. "I suggest you enjoy making choices while you still can."

"And if I don't follow your rules?" I asked angrily. He made a show of shrugging dramatically. "I don't know, my dear. That's honestly never happened before." He smiled broadly, white teeth gleaming in the shadows of his face, as the whole world zoomed out and duplicated itself. When I gathered my thoughts back together he was gone, but his influence remained. The first thing I reached for in my cold, empty home was my phone. To my dismay it lay on the dining table, distorted and distributed between multiple off-hue echoes of itself. Try as I might, my fingers couldn't close around any version of it. I went for the front door. It too was beyond my reach within the fragmented echoes, all occupying the same space but none of them apparently in the same space as me. To my growing frustration all the exits were like this, windows included. "Suggestions, yeah right," I grumbled, returning to the living room. He had to still be here, somewhere. His influence was all over the place. My phone, laptop, every exit and even still my trusty kitchen knife were bound up in whatever the distorted echoes really were. I sat down on the couch, crossing my arms angrily to wait. Why did he want me to 'refresh' myself anyway? What was that even supposed to mean? Whatever he wanted, it seemed like not doing that was also a choice. I couldn't leave, had no means to signal for help, and felt disinclined to comply, so I merely waited. Sleep wouldn't come for me, so I just sat there. Waiting. Waiting a long time. Waiting for what felt like forever. As I sat there I gradually realised that I had no way of knowing how long I was waiting. I couldn't touch my phone to check the time, and the light filtering through the distorted windows gave me no clue. The light was the same odd hue as the forest by the beach, and a sneaking suspicion crept into my mind that this might not really be my home, just somewhere that looked like it. And if I wasn't really home, maybe it didn't matter how long I waited. "Fine," I sighed and bitterly made my way to the bathroom. Here at least everything looked normal. The room was a mess, bottles and lotions and packets of things I should have thrown out long ago cluttered the sink, but they were a reassuring level of detail that I didn't think anyone, devil or not, would bother to recreate. Wondering what was the worst thing that could happen, I stripped off and ran a hot shower. I relished the heat, letting it wash away the grime of the workday and the sweat of the night's games. Just as I contemplated staying under the hot water forever, waiting out whatever was going on in the world outside, the heat vanished without warning and I was doused in icy cold water. I leapt out of the shower, shut off the water and wrapped myself in a towel. Shivering, I quickly dried myself off. I guess some things still obey time, though usually I had more warning than that before the hot water ran out. I reached for my clothes on the floor, and cursed. The same multi-layered echo that prevented me from using my phone or leaving the house now also afflicted my discarded clothing. "That's not funny!" I screamed into my silent house. My hands passed through the pile of clothes as though they were a mirage. Wrapping my towel tightly around my body I emerged from the bathroom expecting to be confronted by knowing smirk, but I was still alone. At least, alone as I had ever been since he'd showed up on my couch. I stormed into my room and threw open the wardrobe, wondering what game I was stuck playing this time. As expected, all my clothes were in the same echo state and beyond my reach. Except one. The black dress I last wore to my graduation was the only item available to me. I pulled it out and examined it critically. It was a sleek, backless little dress. Not something I would usually choose, it had literally been years since I'd had occasion to wear it, but if my only choice was between this dress, nudity or the towel, then at least the dress stayed up on its own. Selecting shoes confronted me with the same problem. I only owned three pairs, one for work, one for running and some heels for formal occasions that I hadn't worn since I last wore that dress, but only the heels were touchable. I seriously considered going barefoot. There was no telling what was going to happen, but heels like that were unlikely to make anything better. After deliberation I out them on anyway, deciding I would swiftly remove them if necessary. Besides, maybe I could insert the pointy heels through a tender part of someone else's anatomy later. "Choices, huh," I muttered as I left my room. "A wise choice." I jumped. He was back, leaning against the dining table with his arms folded. He looked me up and down, gesturing to the dress. "It suits you." "Oh? Why, because it matches you?" I replied, my voice heavy with cynicism. "No," he chuckled, "Because your back's exposed." He stood up, stroking his chin thoughtfully with an all too familiar smirk. "Are you ready to go?" "Do I get a choice? A real one?" I snapped back. "Not in this case," he laughed unkindly. "You are familiar with the saying that you can't take things with you? I have allowed you one exception. Hurry now before I change my mind, chose one thing to take with you to the other side." I struggled to think. What was the one thing I could chose that might help me escape? I couldn't touch my phone and I doubted the kitchen knife had suddenly become available. What did he expect me to take? Something sentimental that would tell him more than he ought to know? I didn't want to fall into that trap. I grabbed my stethoscope from where I'd left it beside my handbag. "I'm ready as I'm going to be," I said. He raised an eyebrow. "You know that thing is nothing more than a symbol, right?" he said. "There's no beating hearts where we're going." "But it's my choice, isn't it?" I replied, wondering what I was expected to choose instead. "Of course," he purred, "but it is an... interesting one. Your every choice betrays you, my dear. Did you realise that?" "What's the alternative?" I sighed, "that I stop making them?" He smiled knowingly. "Then it's time to go." He stepped forward. The world began to zoom out and fragment, shuddering and creaking. My stomach twisted, my head hurt like a metal band was tightening around it, and I fell to my knees before he reached me. I felt his hand grip my shoulder as the world vanished from under me, and the autumn forrest reappeared. I caught my breath and glanced around. It looked like the same forest we had just left, with its inconsistent detail that developed the longer I stared, but I couldn't tell if it was the same place. He released my shoulder and offered a hand to help me to my feet. I refused it, draping my stethoscope around my neck and struggling to my feet myself. "Back here again?" I wondered. He chuckled and offered a hand. "My dear, for all your cleverness you are easily deceived." I made no move to take his hand. He withdrew it and turned away, meandering down the faint path between the trees. "Are you coming?" he called casually over his shoulder, "or do you fancy wandering this place on your own?" I considered it. It was a false choice. My only way home was the man in the suit, and while I didn't understand everything that was happening, I knew something else lurked in this world. Begrudgingly, I followed him between the trees. I never pulled up beside him though, it was hard to rush in those stupid heels, and he didn't wait for me to catch up. I trailed behind him until the path led us to a large tree with a pale trunk and a dark red door within it. He smirked over his shoulder, making certain I was watching, as the door slid open at his touch. There was no doorknob or lock that I could see, and only shadows waited inside. "Come along," he said, offering a hand again. "You'll have to watch your step in here." "What's in there?" I asked, peering in as I approached. "Stairs," he replied. I scowled. "You know what I meant." He smirked again. "I suppose the most accurate way to describe it is a trophy cabinet, of sorts," he mused. "I want to show you. Come along." It didn't seem like a real choice. I was being strung along in a game, and I didn't even know what kind of game it was. I accepted his hand and allowed him to guide me down the steps in the absolute darkness of the tree. My footfalls echoed loudly as we descended, louder than I would have expected for wood. The steps were mercifully even, but nevertheless I was reliant on the smirking man in the suit to lead me down and keep my balance. He, again, appeared to have no difficulty finding hid way in the darkness, and at least he hadn't become overly familiar this time. Some two dozen steps later the floor evened out. "I assume you'd appreciate some light?" he asked. "Yes." "Yes, what?" he purred. I sighed. "Yes, thanks?" I was not going to say 'please'. "Close enough," he muttered, and overhead lights flickered to life, one by one, illuminating a trail down a grey concrete corridor. Large windows of glass with pure darkness on the other side lined one wall of the corridor for as far as I could see. The man in the suit hummed to himself, an almost happy tune, strolling past the glass, taking a moment to peer into each one. The door in the tree was still open behind us. Glancing back I could see a faint orange glow of the door, though the steps remained in darkness. I considered running back up it, but my curiosity has always been stronger than fear. I followed him down the hall, cold white lights above us doing nothing to illuminate the other side of the glass. I pressed my face to one window, cupping my hands around my eyes in case that made vision possible, but to no avail. He smirked as he watched me do so. "What's in there?" I asked. He stopped humming. "My dear, I thought you'd never ask." He clicked. Shadow tendrils slithered away along the glass, revealing the rooms inside. I wished they hadn't. The first room was nearly bare, and I noted there was no door that I could see, with one poor woman standing there in the nude. Her skin was raw and bleeding, scabs and pick marks scaring her face, and as I watched in horror she scraped another layer of skin, weeping, from her arm and peeled it off. It fell, discarded, onto a pile on the ground of similar sheets of skin, before her hands moved to a piece if skin on her neck and started again. I pulled myself away to look at the next one. The blood didn't bother me, but the facial expression did. The man in the suit's expression was quiet amusement as he watched my reaction. The next chamber, again with no door, contained another woman, held in the centre of the room by chains on her wrists extending to the ceiling. Her face was a bloody mess courtesy of crudely emptied eye sockets, and her body oscillated minute to minute from obese to emaciated. Pairs of eyes, and I had no way of any were her own or merely those of a hundred other people, were stuck to the walls. They watched endlessly, unblinking. She looked like she was sobbing, but there was nothing in her eye sockets left to cry with. I moved on, my stomach twisting in knots. Dark watched me walk past him to the next window. This room was flooded with water. Its occupant struggling near the top, pressing his lips to a tiny pipe of air, no bigger than a straw. Sometimes the straw wound recede, and he'd search frantically for a new one to appear, for new air. Sometimes one would appear quickly, sometimes it seemed like forever. "How long have they been here?" I asked, but received no answer. The clothes of the room's occupant looked modern. The next room was filled with dim light and disconcerting children's toys scattered around. Happy cartoon animals decorated the walls, staring with large, blank eyes. There was an empty crib in the centre of the room, and another woman kneeling before it, gripping the bars like a cage. There was something not quite right about her, and it took me several moments to figure it out. Her abdomen was missing. There was no blood or wound, just an empty space where a belly should have been, with an otherwise normal body continuing either side. She turned to look through the window, cheeks wet with tears. I moved to the next one. The next room was oddly blank. One man sat in the corner of the room, curled into a foetal position with his hands over his ears. There was still no door, nor any other object I could see. I wondered what could be so bad about an empty room. I pressed my hand to the glass. It was surprisingly warm to touch, and I thought it was vibrating. "What do you think?" Dark asked. Curiosity got the better of me again. I slid my stethoscope from my neck and used it to listen to the glass. Endless crashing screams filled the other side, with such volume that I was thrown back into the quiet corridor. "Trophies, huh?" I said, looking worriedly down the rest of the corridor. There were dozens of other windows that I'd still not looked through. "Of a sort," he replied smugly. "And this brings us to another choice. I have an offer for you." He gestured up and down the corridor, at all the windows either in either direction. "Choose one to be released. Choose one, and you can take their place." I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to elaborate. He did not do so. I wondered if this is what the fancy dress had been in aid of. "And what is 'release' exactly?" I asked. "That's for them to find out," he replied, nodding at the windows, "not for you." I sighed owing my hands over my head in exasperation. "None!" I shouted. "I'm not choosing any of them!" "My dear, you have to choose," he smirked, rubbing his hands together with unusual eagerness. "This is the only way forward, and there's no way back for you." I believed him. Waiting had got me nowhere before. "Fine," I spat, draping my stethoscope around my neck once more before meeting his gaze. "I choose all of them." He blinked, stunned at the response. "What?" he growled. "You heard me," I growled back, bile rising in the back of my throat from a mix of anger and fear. "I choose all of them. Release them all." He hesitated, though I didn't know what he was thinking. "Your attempt at martyrdom is foolish," he said at last, through gritted teeth. Echoes of himself flickered over his shoulder, much angrier versions than I was facing now. "Might I ask why?" he attempted to purr, but it sounded much more like a growl. I gathered my resolve, wondering if making him angry was a good thing in any way. At least I'd managed to be a surprise. "If you can help, you must help," I said by way of explanation. "And yet you cannot help yourself?" he asked back. I shrugged, letting the insult slide. Truthfully I was beyond caring about myself at this point. "If that's the way it is, so be it. Now you choose, Mr Dark. All or none. I'm not carrying the moral responsibility for any of this, and you can't make me." He snapped his fingers and the windows were consumed in darkness again. "I'll teach you the consequences of trying to be smart, my dear," he sneered, lunging forward. I jumped backwards, slipping on my cursed heels and sliding against the wall. He grabbed my wrist, nails digging into me, and pushed me up against the wall. "I can give you whatever you want," he breathed in my ear, heat radiating off him as his echoes flickered in place, all but one in a rage. "I will make you very useful indeed." He stepped back, dragging me to my unstable feet and pulling me down the corridor to the door at the end. 

I quickly realised I wasn’t his only ‘guest’ today. 

[i-may-have-a-point]

13x22 Review “Leave It Inside”

Or is this 13x17? Or 13x18?  I don’t know…

So, this week is all about tumors.  Actually, I feel like this season of Grey’s Anatomy has been tumor heavy.  Maybe I am extra sensitive to the tumor/cancer stories because, as I mentioned in my 13x18 review, my dad has terminal cancer, but I don’t think so. In just the second half of the season, these are the cancer/tumor stories I found:

13x12 – We find out Diane Pierce has breast cancer.

13x13 – April successfully removes the tumor from the woman who calls her “Not Dr. Grey.”

13x16 – Jackson and April remove Caroline’s throat tumor.

13x17 – Owen and Amelia operate on the older woman with the brain tumor. She doesn’t make it, and her husband looks lost as he walks out of the hospital.

13x18 – Diane Pierce dies from her cancer.

13x19 – Maggie operates on the baby still in the womb with a heart tumor.

13x21 – Veronica gives birth and dies from her tumor/cancer.

And in this episode, we have the tumor on the wall, Holly’s tumor, and Liam’s tumor.  Is Grey’s Anatomy usually this cancery/tumory??  Is this actually an unintentional metaphor for the slow death of the show?  Maybe this is just another example of the writers not actually speaking to each other all season so they are basically all writing different versions of the same story?

Either way, 13x22 is all about tumors and how we deal with them.   More specifically, one of the main stories in this episode is how Meredith deals with the metaphorical tumor of her relationship to Derek that she can’t get rid of.

The episode begins with Mer carrying the giant wall tumor that Derek drew down the hallway and gifting it to Amelia.  I know I always hate on Mer’s clothes, but those candy striper pajamas are the worst.  She doesn’t have to worry about Riggs not wanting to have sex with her because of the “shrine to Derek” on the wall.  He’ll take one look at her pajamas and change his mind.  Well, actually he probably won’t.  Mer spent months telling him she doesn’t want to be with him, and that didn’t deter him, so the pajamas probably wouldn’t bother him at all.  So at 3:30 in the morning, instead of sleeping, she is up trying to figure out how to move on completely from the tumor-like hold her relationship with Derek has on her.  I see why she offered the tumor to Amelia, but I would have rather seen her give it to Zola.

Minnick, Webber, Bailey - It’s nice to see these three acknowledging that the residents have to pick a specialty at some point, but this scene also continued to point out some of the inconsistencies in the writing and stories.  "Josephine Wilson, strong in Ortho…“  Yeah, she was…in season 9.  And, I for one, really wanted to see Callie be her mentor.  I guess we are supposed to believe that happened off screen.  Has Jo even scrubbed in on an Ortho surgery since season 9?  And saying Ben plays it safe is incredibly out of left field.  I know every single one of us flashed back to him cutting April open in last year’s finale, and that was just one of the shocking things he pulled.  But I wouldn’t say he has played it safe this season.  He did his first solo surgery while Webber and Bailey yelled at each other next to him, and he saved the patient in 13x15 that Jackson, April, Webber, and Catherine couldn’t stop fighting over.  If anything, Ben has proven to be incredibly calm, level-headed, and a fast thinker in a crisis.  This was an unnecessary plot point to try to motivate Ben to be a better surgeon.  The audience already thinks he is great, so I don’t know why the writers don’t.

Deluca/Stephanie/Jo - By now we all know this scene, where Deluca tells Stephanie that he likes Jo, was originally supposed to air in 13x17 or 13x18.  And if they had kept it there, the scene where Deluca tells Stephanie he is in love with Jo would not have been so awkward because we already would have seen this.  I guess they thought we wouldn’t notice?  I don’t even know anymore.  I know Shonda has been moving scenes around for years, but for some reason, it is painfully obvious when it happens this season.  And why did they create this unnecessary crush?  It didn’t add to any storylines or character development.  It just made me feel sad for Deluca because he never had a chance to begin with.

Arizona/Eliza - I love Arizona.  I want her to be happy.  But I don’t see the chemistry here.  And I am not a fan who thinks she has to be with Callie.  Callie ran off to New York with Penny.  Let Arizona find happiness, but don’t force it.  And it is especially hard to root for her with Eliza when they have made Eliza so unlikable.  The Eliza/Webber story is top five worst stories ever for me.  The fandom will forever defend Richard Webber.  He is our favorite uncle who always looks out for us and has the best advice.  Putting Minnick opposite him was character assassination from the beginning.  Not to mention, her arrival created drama between almost all the characters in some way.  It was like watching all of them regress to high school cattiness in a season that is already difficult to watch.  And clearly the show picked up on the audience’s hate for that storyline because they dropped it as quickly as they could once the Minnick hate began.  But they still aren’t trying to improve her character.  She isn’t fighting with Webber in this episode, but she is being incredibly condescending to Alex and Stephanie.  Her arrogance is unearned.  But Arizona doesn’t seem to mind.  Her focus is on Eliza’s underwear, or taking off Eliza’s underwear.  The Arizona we have loved for seasons would have defended her friends, especially Alex.  Her lack of a reaction to Eliza bashing him made me like them even less.  And their elevator scene just made me miss the good elevator scenes.  Jackson and April making out in the elevator, Mark stepping forward to comfort a crying Lexie just as the doors open and she runs out, Derek standing so close to Meredith that she can feel his breath on her neck but they say nothing because he is with Addison, and one of my all-time favorites - the elevator doors open for Mark to get in and he sees Derek, Addison, Meredith, and Rose already in the elevator.  That was such a great scene.  The Ariliza elevator scene just made me sad.  

Holly’s Heart Tumor - This patient, who just wants to have as much fun as she can before she dies, has a giant tumor on her heart.  This tumor represents Meredith’s heart and how she will always love Derek. We all know that if Patrick Dempsey had not left, MerDer would have been endgame.  They were it.  They were meant to be.  So, Meredith is walking around with this very real emotional pull to him, even though he is dead.  It makes sense.  I can’t imagine trying to move on from losing your spouse.  But she wants to.  She has this new, unexpected thing with Riggs and she likes it.  It’s fun and exciting, much like Holly’s sexcapades.  So, how does she move on with Riggs without disrespecting what she had with Derek?   When they discuss Holly’s heart tumor, Holly says, “It’s a giant inoperable heart tumor.  Just ignore that.  It’s just something I have.”  But our Grey-Sloan doctors are having none of that.  They want it gone.  Just like Mer wants to figure out how to get rid of these feelings for Derek that keep pulling at her heart.  She tries everything she can.  She pulls the tumor off the wall.  She puts the post-it note in a drawer.  But that pull is still there.  That’s why she cancels on Riggs.  Part of her heart will always belong to Derek and she can’t separate that.  Just like the doctors couldn’t get Holly’s heart tumor out of her.  It’s a part of who she is just like Meredith’s love for Derek.  It will be with her until she dies, and she just has to learn to live with the knowledge that it is there, but it doesn’t have to control her.  Meredith says in Holly’s surgery, “She’s adapted to this.  She’s learned to live with it.”  And she finally realizes that she can keep her love for Derek in her heart, but enjoy her life as well.  She tells Holly’s one night stand, “…you’re not going to see her again.  Hold the time you two spent together close to your heart, but don’t let it hold you back.  No more sitting here and waiting.  Grab your new life by the hand and go out there and live it.”  And she does just that.  She grabs Riggs by the hand, and they walk out the door.  

Alex/Liam - It is so nice to see Alex back in his element.  One of the best decisions the show ever made was to put angry Alex Karev in Pediatrics.  He is so good with kids and this story highlights that.  I was a little disappointed that the parents were using religion as their reason for not treating him because they have done that before, but anytime Alex gets to fight for sick kids, I am here for it.  This was such a nice break from him listening to the sisters’ issues.

Stephanie - While I do think Stephanie let her anger get the best of her in this episode, the idea that she has not healed from her boyfriend’s death was also out of left field.  I do appreciate them acknowledging Kyle existed, but this could have been a story they told all season instead of one they came up with when they found out Jerrika is leaving.  Also, part of me thinks Minnick just doesn’t like that Stephanie stood up to her and she was outsmarted by her and Karev.  Minnick doesn’t seem like she likes to lose.  

April - This week was another example of how Sarah Drew has chemistry with literally everyone.  All over Twitter people were saying how good April and Mer are together and that we should get more of that.  They said the same thing about April and Stephanie, April and Deluca, and April and Cross.  She has chemistry with Hunt, Riggs, and Arizona.  People wanted her to mentor Jo when they worked together because of how great that relationship was.  She makes Catherine Avery tolerable.  It’s kind of insane how versatile she is.  But that’s not what you guys want to talk about, is it?  You want to discuss all those vague comments April made in this episode.  So after several watches and lots of analyzing, here is what I think.  The first comment that caught our attention was when Holly told them she wanted to have sex with as many men as possible before she dies.  April responds, “Goals.”  I don’t think this is April saying she is planning to do the same.  Mer and Maggie respond with, “Nice” and “Impressive.”  I think this is just Shonda throwing in the idea that it is perfectly acceptable for women to love sex and want to have a lot of it.  And it is.  There is no reason April can’t acknowledge that, too.  Another thing I saw some comments on was Meredith telling April she should “hit that” in regards to Holly’s boyfriend.  This one didn’t cause me to raise my eyebrows at all.  April didn’t even consider it for a second.  She brushed it off actually.  Then in surgery, she mentions being jealous of Holly doing anyone she wants any time.  Again, I don’t think the point of this is that April wants to sleep with a bunch of men.  I think this is more her being impressed with Holly’s stamina with a giant heart tumor when she can barely muster the strength to put on her fuzzy socks.  And finally the scene where April suggests going for a drink, and Maggie suggests looking for men, created the most rumblings in the fandom.  April said, “I don’t want a boyfriend,” but what does that mean?!  We got nothing else.  Does she not want one at all?  Does she not want one because she and Jackson are trying to figure out what they are?  Do they already know?  There were literally no other hints in that scene.  I will say, though, it seems very unlike Grey’s Anatomy to make us wait for the finale for an answer to Japril’s situation and then let us down with it not being something worth waiting for.  It feels like it will be something good, but it is so hard to tell this season.

Other highlights of the episode:

When Stephanie said, “She’s not my patient,” to Minnick, I was so proud.

Also, I love that Karev lied to save that little boy.  I totally get believing in God and miracles, but I firmly believe there has to be a balance of faith and science.  

Obvious fire reference/Stephanie in danger reference “You’re gonna burn in Hell.”

Again with me hating on Mer’s clothes, but socks and sandals??  Please stop. 

Alex is looking for Jo’s husband, with no names or information to go on, but he will find him.  Just don’t ask questions and it won’t seem so ridiculous.  

So, we have two episodes left and the three biggest couples still have no resolution.  I hope that Japril, Jolex, and Omelia all get amazing moments in the next two episodes because their fans deserve it after this season, but I don’t know.  I’m not sure if I am reading the clues right or if I am letting my bias play into what I see at this point, so I’m not going to make any grand predictions.  I am with the majority of you guys, rooting for all three of those couples to make it, and I hope they don’t let us down.

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LGBTQ+ Glossary (Part 1)

Ally: An ally is a person who confronts heterosexism, sexism, homophobia, biphobia, transphobia, etc., in themselves and others out of self-interest and a concern for the well-being of LGBTQ people, and who is committed to social justice and equal rights.

Androgynous: Gender expression that falls somewhere in between masculinity and femininity, or perhaps on some other dimension all together.

Aromantic: Someone who does not experience romantic attraction to others.

Asexual: Someone who does not experience sexual attraction towards other people, and who identifies as asexual. May still have romantic, emotional, affectional, or relational attractions to other people. Asexuality is distinct from celibacy, which is the deliberate abstention from sexual activity. Some asexuals do have sex. There are many diverse ways of being asexual. Sometimes shortened as “ace.”

Agender: Without gender. Often used as an identification for people who do not identify with or conform to any gender.

Bigender: Having two genders; exhibiting cultural characteristics of male and female roles.

Biphobia: Fear or hatred of people who are bisexual, pansexual, omnisexual, or nonmonosexual.

Bisexual: A person who is emotionally, romantically, sexually, affectionately, or relationally attracted to both men and women, or who identifies as a member of the bisexual community. Also referred to as “bi-affectionate” or “bi.”

Cisgender: A term for individuals whose gender identity generally matches with that assigned for their physical sex. In other words, a person who does not identify as transgender. Derived from the Latin root “cis,” meaning “on the same side.”

Closeted: Used as slang for the state of not publicizing one’s sexual/gender identity, keeping it private, living an outwardly heterosexual/cisgender life while identifying as LGBT, or not being forthcoming about one’s identity. At times, being in the closet also means not wanting to admit one’s identity to oneself.

Coming Out: To disclose one sexual identity or gender identity. It can mean telling others or it can refer an internal process of coming to terms with one’s identity. In some situations, a heterosexual ally may feel the need to come out about her or his identity.

Crossdresser: Individual who dresses in clothing usually associated with a sex that differs from the one assigned at birth. This is done for a variety of personal reasons. Crossdressing is not indicative of sexual orientation. This term replaces the sometimes pejorative term transvestite.

Demisexual: A person who may experience sexual attraction after a strong emotional attachment is formed. May be seen as falling on the asexual spectrum.

Drag: A public performance that involves playing with gender norms and expectations. Often refers to a man who wears women’s clothing (a drag queen), or a woman who wears men’s clothing (a drag king).

FTM: Female-to-male transsexual or transgender person. Probably identifies as a trans man. Someone assigned female at birth who identifies on the male spectrum.

Gay Male: A man who is emotionally, romantically, sexually, affectionately, or relationally attracted to other men, or who identifies as a member of the gay community. At times, “gay” is used to refer to all people, regardless of gender, who have their primary sexual and or romantic attractions to people of the same gender. “Gay” is an adjective (not a noun) as in “He is a gay man.”

Gender: A socially constructed system of classification that ascribes qualities of femininity and masculinity to people. The attributes of gender can change over time and differ between cultures. Terms for gender identity include woman, man, genderqueer, and agender.

Gender Confirmation Surgery (GCS): The procedures that some trans individuals might undergo so their external bodies can better reflect their internal gender identities. Other names involve sexual reassignment surgery and gender affirmation surgery. These procedures may be called “top surgery” (e.g. reshaping a chest or providing breast augmentation) and “bottom surgery” (e.g. reshaping genitals).

Gender Expression: How one expresses oneself externally, in terms of dress, speech, and mannerisms that society characterizes as “masculine” or “feminine.”

Genderfluid: A person who shifts in gender identity and/or gender expression. May be a gender identity itself. Refers to the fluidity of identity.

Gender Identity: A person’s internal sense of their own gender. Cisgender, transgender, man, woman, and genderqueer are all examples of gender identities.

Genderism: The belief that there are, and should be, only two genders and that one’s gender is inevitably tied to one’s assigned sex.

Gender Non-Conforming: A person who does not subscribe to gender expressions or roles expected of them by society.

Genderqueer: A person whose gender identity and/or gender expression falls outside of the masculine/feminine gender binary.

Heteronormativity: Processes through which social institutions and policies reinforce the notion that there are only two possibilities for sex, gender, and sexual attraction: male/masculine/attracted to women and female/feminine/attracted to men.

Heterosexism: Norms and behaviors that result from the assumption that all people are or should be heterosexual. This system of oppression assumes that heterosexuality is inherently normal and superior and negates LGBTQ peoples’ lives and relationships.

Heterosexual: A person who is emotionally, romantically, sexually, affectionately, or relationally attracted to members of a different sex. Often called a straight person.

Homophobia: Fear of, hatred of, or discomfort with people who love and sexually desire members of the same sex. Homophobic reactions often lead to intolerance, bigotry, and violence against anyone not acting within socio-cultural norms of heterosexuality. Because most LGBTQ people are raised in the same society as heterosexuals, they learn the same beliefs and stereotypes prevalent in the dominant society, leading to a phenomenon known as internalized homophobia.

Homosexual: The clinical term, coined in the field of psychology, for people with a same-sex sexual attraction. The word is often associated with the idea that same-sex attractions are a mental disorder, and is therefore offensive to some people.

Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT): The process by which trans individuals choose to take a prescription of artificial hormones. For trans women, that may include estrogen as well as testosterone-blockers. For trans men, testosterone, or T.

Intersex: Term used for a variety of medical conditions in which a person is born with chromosomes, genitalia, and/or secondary sexual characteristics that are inconsistent with the typical definition of a male or female body. The term differences of sex development (DSD) also describes these conditions. Replaces the inaccurate term “hermaphrodite.”

Lesbian: A woman who is emotionally, romantically, sexually, affectionately, or relationally attracted to other women, or someone who identifies as part of the lesbian community. Bisexual women may or may not feel included by this term.

LGBTQIAA: Abbreviation for Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Questioning, Intersex, Asexual and Ally. An umbrella term that is used to refer to the community as a whole. Often shortened to LGBT or LGBTQ, but not as a means to exclude other identities.

Lifestyle: A word often used outside the LGBTQ community to describe life as an LGBTQ person, e.g. “the homosexual lifestyle.” Many people find this word inappropriate because it trivializes identity, implies that sexual orientation is a choice, and ignores the variety of lifestyles that LGBTQ people live.

Mono-amorous: The state or practice of having a single romantic relationship during a period of time.

MSM: An abbreviation for men who have sex with men. This term emphasizes the behavior, rather than the identities of the individuals involved.

MTF: Male-to-female transsexual or transgender person. Probably known as a trans woman. Someone assigned male at birth who identifies on the female spectrum.

Non-binary: An umbrella term describing anyone whose gender identity falls outside the binary of woman/man.

Omnigender: Possessing all genders. The term is specifically used to refute the concept of only two genders.

Pangender: Exhibiting characteristics of multiple genders; deliberately refuting the concept of only two genders.

Pansexual: A person who is emotionally, romantically, sexually, affectionately, or relationally attracted to people regardless of their gender identity or biological sex. Use of the term often signals a repudiation of the concept of binary sexes (a concept implied by “bisexual”).

Polyamorous: The state or practice of having more than one romantic relationship during a period of time.

Queer: Term describing people who have a non-normative gender identity, sexual orientation, or sexual anatomy — can include lesbians, gay men, bisexual people, transgender people, and a host of other identities. Since the term is sometimes used as a slur, it has a negative connotation for some LGBT people; nevertheless, others have reclaimed it and feel comfortable using it to describe themselves.

Questioning: Refers to individuals who are in the process examining their sexual orientation and/or gender identity.

Romantic Orientation: A way of characterizing one’s attraction to other people characterized by the expression or non-expression of love/romance/non-sexual interaction. People use a variety of labels to describe their romantic orientation, including aromantic, homoromantic, and heteroromantic.

Same-Gender Loving (SGL): How some African Americans prefer to describe their sexual orientation, seeing “gay” and “lesbian” as primarily white terms. “Same-sex loving” is also in use.

Sex: A biological term dividing a species into male or female, usually on the basis of sex chromosomes (XX = female, XY = male); hormone levels, secondary sex characteristics, and internal and external genitalia may also be considered criteria. Terms to describe sex include female, male, and intersex.

Sexuality: The complex range of components which make us sexual beings; includes emotional, physical, and sexual aspects, as well as self-identification (including sexual orientation and gender), behavioral preferences and practices, fantasies, and feelings of affection and emotional affinity.

Sexual Fluidity: The concept that sexual orientation can vary across the lifespan and in different contexts. This does not mean that it can be changed through volition or therapy.

Sexual Orientation: An enduring emotional, romantic, sexual, and/or affectional attraction. Terms include gay, lesbian, heterosexual, bisexual, pansexual, and asexual. Sexual orientation is fluid, and people use a variety of labels to describe their own.

Original link: https://studentaffairs.jhu.edu/lgbtq/education/glossary/

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Understanding SEO Friendly URL Syntax Practices

Poor URL structure is a regular SEO problem, one that can impair rankings, keep pages from the online search engine indexes, and suck ranking authority from your other pages and even the entire websites.Some content management systems bake poor URL structures right into their websites. Lax guidelines can be an offender, for instance, not encoding spaces or special characters.Meanwhile, some CMS platforms create URLs using unlawful characters that should not appear in addresses. Others generate multiple URLs for pages, creating replicate content.While it holds true that online search engine go to fantastic lengths to check out and index even the worst URLs, attention to URL management and optimization will offer both SEO and use advantages.Good URL Structure A couple of years earlier, Dr. Peter J. Meyers assembled a cheat sheet on the anatomy of a URL. It's a great one to keep handy. Take a look at this URL: http://www.mobilesmart.com/phones/android/samsung-galaxy-s3!.?.!It issimple to read and comprehend. If I saw this address pasted into a blog site or online forum,

I would likely click on it.It is SEO enhanced with breadcrumb style keywords. Browse engines look for keywords in URLs; it's a known ranking aspect. This layout, going from general to particular, is perfect for business SEO.The URL includes its own anchor text. If this address were pasted into a blog or other web page as a link, that link would possess

well-optimized anchor text.Old style vibrant addresses are legal and acceptable, though they have drawbacks.They have the tendency to be longer and tough to check out since they consist of both parameter names plus values.Pairing parameter names with worths adds extra words. This might water down the SEO worth obtained from keywords within the URLs.This type of address may include information better transferred beyond the URL. A user ID, session ID, sort code, print code and lots of other possible specifications could create replicate material, security or other issues.Diagnosing URL Concerns To find URL based concerns: Look for

errors and cautions then identify if URLs are the culprit.Audit all URLs for appropriate syntax.To check for errors, start with Google and Bing webmaster tool reports. Look for duplicate content then analyze the web page addresses themselves and their places. Many third-party

SEO tools can find SEO issues

as well.Canonical concerns,

parameters that do not alter page material, loose adherence to coding standards, or any variety of factors will produce replicate content.Options for

handling duplicate content consist of: Reconfigure the content management platform to create one constant URL for each page of material.301 redirect replicate URLs to the correct version.Add canonical tags to webpages that direct online search engine to group replicate content and combine their ranking signals.Configure URL criteria in webmaster tools and

direct online search engine to neglect any criteria that cause replicate

content.I worked with a newspaper that utilized distinct mathematical identifiers, outside of specifications, to

serve posts as websites. It did not matter what the URL included, as long as the identifier was somewhere in the address. Regrettably, the writing of link hooks into design templates was inconsistent, leading to thousands upon thousands of replicate content pages.

We needed to put through each template, reword each link hook as an SEO friendly URL, then brochure all the tradition URLs and 301-redirect them to the brand-new enhanced addresses.When auditing URL syntax, I choose to export every web page address into a spreadsheet or database. If you're considering utilizing Google site: inquiries, don't bother as a lot of the problems you will look for do not appear in search results.Search For Reserved & Unsafe Characters Each character has a specific use. Must they appear, figure out if they are utilized correctly, must be encoded, or if the URL

needs reconfiguration. Encode unsafe characters unless used for a specific purpose. The %symbol does not need encoding when utilized to encode a character. The & # symbol does not need encoding when utilized to develop an anchor tag. Strictly speaking, these characters do not need encoding. In truth, many CMS platforms will encode these immediately. If you desire links which contain these characters to remain consistent when shared from website to site, it's a sure thing to encode these.Search For The Pound Sign, #Search engines ignore the # and everything after it in a URL. If utilizing the #, make certain the website appears as you want it crawled and indexed when the # and whatever that follows is eliminated. If the # changes material you desire indexed, you will have to discover a different URL structure. / celebrities.html #bill-clinton/ celebrities.html #bette -davis/ celebrities.html #deadmau 5 Based on these web page addresses, let's presume the web pages are all various. This will be a problem since online search engine will index just/ celebrities.html. A much better URL would be/ celebrities/deadmau5 or/ celebrities/bill-clinton. Browse For Underscores, _ Highlights, while legal, are troublesome for SEO. It's a concern online search engine have always dealt with however never resolved. Browse engines see highlights as connectors. To separate words, utilize dashes.So, in practical terms, while hello-dolly is hi dolly, hello_dolly is hello_dolly. Always uses dashes,-, to separate words.Search For Mixed Case http://example.com/Hello-Dolly!.?.!http://example.com/hello-dolly!.?.!The simplest way to deal with mixed case URLs is to have your website immediately rewrite all URLs

to lower case. With this one modification

, you never need to worry if the online search engine are handling it instantly or

not.Another terrific need to reword all URLs to lower case is it will simplify any case delicate SEO and analytics reports. That alone is pure gold.Check Your CMS Platform's Settings A major clothes seller I

worked with utilizes a popular retail CMS for business. When this client came onboard, it had a few of the nastiest URLs I 'd ever seen. I wished to blame the CMS, except other merchants utilizing the same platform had stunning webpage addresses.In our CMS audit, we discovered that the client left the optimized URL field blank, leaving the CMS to default to non-optimized, sketchy addresses.Creating Enhanced URLs How you receive from your present URL structure to an SEO enhanced one depends on your content management system.In WordPress the administrator choose the permalink structure, specify and create category slugs. Writers can edit the

slug that will end up being an article or page URL(if the slug is part of the permalink structure ). In some CMS programs you can produce practically any URL structure you desire by placing links into design templates. You simply consist of the correct page identifier and pull from accompanying variables( ex. http://domain.com/ / ). Your developer may have to develop dynamic URL rewrites.To find the best course for your organisation, talk to your Web designer or CMS vendor.Meet The Minimum Syntax Standard Not all websites can enhance their URLs; some CMS platforms will not support it. However, no website must utilize unlawful URLs. If you can not optimize, make sure that you at least meet the standard.

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