#and specifically the doctor they have atm

[brittapcrrys]

sorry to mention a ridiculous sport like afl on here but oh my god they've gotta stop letting clubs get away with the most irresponsible decisions regarding head-knocks and concussion protocols. bring in an independent doctor (alongside both teams' docs) to every game like in nrl. u knock ur head, u get a concussion test, no arguments. u fall UNCONSCIOUS in the air in the milliseconds after a head-knock??????? u give that player a concussion test. set the standard to keep players off the field for a longer period after head knocks and concussion tests!! start penalising and punishes the team coaches and doctors, and the clubs as a whole, if they send players right back out to play after a head-knock, or otherwise don't priotise their players' health and wellbeing in cases of head-knocks and concussion. strip them of premiership points !! take away draft picks, lower them in that pool !!!

[thekidsare-not-alright]

a lot of things we never thought would happen have happened in a specific set of subcultures lately and I'm not sure what to make of it (I'll leave out cultural speculation/analysis here today because I have no big brain thoughts atm, feel free to add your own though)

my chemical romance reunited

fall out boy has entered a new era, complete w/ folie appreciation

gym class heroes is back

cobra starship is back

mikey way on stage with fall out boy

the academy is... on tour with fall out boy

dan and phil games full return with regular uploads

david tennant is the doctor again

og smosh is back

blink-182 w/ tom delonge and touring again

mcr and fob headlining a festival together

mcr and fob touring together is a possibility

I'll add to this as I think of things but do you see what I mean? five years ago this all seemed literally impossible. tumblr jokes. memes. absolutely unfathomable, something too good to be true in all cases. it's like my middle school self is being handed a gift basket of everything I've ever been too skeptical to ask for

[otomeorangejuice]

The last post I reblogged sent me on a spiral so here's how all the LADS LIs are nerds.

Zayne: He's a surgeon, that went through med school. Next.

Jk. Definitely the kinda guy to tell you random facts about the body, forgetting how gross some of them are and getting really embarrassed when his medical nerd talk puts you off your dinner. Loves explaining things whether it's his job or weird things about the human body. Tbh if he wasn't a doctor he'd probs be a teacher. Also ik it's his job but the lab coat SCREAMS nerd.

Caleb: military pilot with gravity powers, NERD. His fave subjects in school were probably physics and maths. Can name pretty much any aircraft at a glance and will yap to you about physics theories and the inner working of his favourite planes if you let him.

Everybody except those closest to him thinks he's just smart and cool but MC, Zayne and Gideon know that he's a chronic nerd that shows his affection by yapping at you about how cool planes are.

Rafayel: Art nerd. Now I don't think he'd care much about human art history overall, although I do feel he'd have a soft spot for the likes of Impressionism. But he's a nerd about the craft, the materials. He canonically creates his own pigments from seashells and such (which as a fellow art nerd I find so cool) but I personally believe he's probably experimented with trying to get natural pigments from all sorts of things.

This man is a colour theory girlie and he will ramble on to anyone about specific pigments and how he's aiming to achieve them. Thomas can pretty much rattle off the way he works by memory and sometimes finds himself looking at different things and wondering if that will give Rafayel the shade he's looking for. He low-key hates it but he tells himself it's for the good of the exhibitions and the art scene at the end of the day.

Sylus: Now I know we all joke that he's an old man but personally I think he's both a music and tech nerd. Like every person who knows about technology only trusts it so much (Catch him hating how much AI junk is infecting our lives ATM) plus Mephisto exists, like I think his tech parts are Sylus' doing. He's also a nerd about weapons and mostly collects them for fun only having a few that he actually uses for combat while overall preferring to use his fists and his evol.

Now he can't play music to save his life but he has the best audio systems money can buy, he has several record players, some vintage, some modern and he collects all sorts of vintage music paraphernalia. (Catch him having one of Eddie Van Halen's guitars on display). He canonically likes the Beatles (there's a pile of records as a decoration for his room on one of them is labeled Beatles) so I think he'd be a classic rock fan (Fits his vibe) but he still enjoys classical and opera

Xavier: Now Xavier is the only one who I don't think is a nerd. He's worse. This man is a gamer. From old school Nintendo to the newest VR releases he's played a good mix of everything. Personally I feel like he leans towards cozy games, has the cutest animal crossing island and the most impressive farm on stardew valley. Has definitely made himself and MC in the Sims (and then made Charlie and removed the ladder while he was in the pool). But he's also a god at the likes of the Bloodborne series. If he's feeling particularly jealous or pent up a few rounds of bashing bosses on Elden Ring will make him feel better. Also don't try playing a fighting game with him, he'll wreck you at Street Fighter.

And there we are the nerd (and gamer) squad.

[rindragon-from-twewy]

Swap au character intros part 4!!!

Spoilers for specifically Raincode Chapter 0 ahead!

Let's start with Zilch! In this au his forte becomes Audial Aptitude - thanks in part to his animal ears. If you've seen my art of Zilch before, you'll probably have noticed I like drawing him with his animal ears as his actual ears and not on top of his hat. It's cuz I generally just hate the ambiguity of it. Are the animal ears real? Are they just on his hat? Why do they move? Why does he have 4 ears? So I just like making his animal ears his only set of ears. That being said, apparently they're fox ears??? I always assumed wolf??? But I digress- His uniform has been changed up to be reminiscent of an orchestra conductor cuz hahah audio. His face tattoos are meant to be those spotify code scanners - the right cheek leading to It's All So Incredibly Loud by Glass Animals and We Own The Night by Chandler Kinney on the left (cuz I think it's funny!) As for his last name change, "Allegro" in musical terms means "to be played very quickly" which I thought would suit him quite well as someone who can solve cases really fast. His personality is basically the same, the only alteration being that he carries around a notepad and pen in order to help keep track of all the hundreds of things he's constantly hearing all the time.

Next is Pucci. She's received Spectal Projection from Melami and if you thought being good at hearing made her existential then BOY HOWDY does being able to use her body as a vessel for spirits fuck her up even more! Originally I was going for a classic "fortune teller" look for her but I instead went with a cute seamstress-y sort of look instead cuz I couldn't really get what I had in mind initially to look good. She wears a tape measure like a scarf and a thimble as a necklace charm. Her eyes, while cute, have a sort of dead look in them that make others wonder if she's even alive at all. Her last name has been changed from Lavmin to Lavender because in flower language, they're representive of purity, serenity, grace and calmness - all traits she seems to exhibit until she actually starts talking and you realise she's just sort of awkward and shy. She finds it easier to talk to ghosts/spirits then living creatures and honestly probably gets along reeeaaally well with this AU's version of Vivia.

Now, you may be looking at Aphex and going "Rindude! You changed fuck all about him!" And yeah, you're right... The only major changes I made was switching out his coat, boots and like doubling his muscle mass. He's strong. He could beat you up, no questions asked and it definitely shows! His forte is now Thoughtography but he's just as angry as ever - originating from the "front lines" that canon Zange mentioned in his own backstory. For that reason, his coat is inspired by WW2 trenchcoats and while my art doesn't show it very well, everything he's wearing looks and smells like he's crawled straight out of a dumpster. Originally I was going to change his last name to Harkness as an homage to Captain Jack Harkness, a WW2 soldier inspired character from (surprise, surprise) Doctor Who but considering the fact I did that exact same thing with an oc of mine for my A levels earlier this year... I instead went with Tyler; an homage to another Doctor Who character called Rose Tyler who is also a badass blonde <3

And that's all the details I'm sharing for now! It's a little strange considering I've written the Storm Cypher fanfic about half way through its chapter 0 already so I have a lot more to say about the train gang then I did anyone else - since they've already had stuff actually written for them. Melami and Zange's swap au designs will drop like... as soon as I figure out how to draw elderly people. So soon, hopefully! But yeah, I'm cooking super good atm I just can't really share much due to the nature of writing lol. I've been loving getting asks about it though! Deadass, it makes me kick my legs and giggle to know people are crazy enough to care about this AU- >w<

[1kazul]

intro post but i'm a year late

hey! i'm kazul, nice to meet you :}

if incorrectly-capitalised stuff annoys you i highly suggest you continue scrolling now

shoutout to @/forest-fairy-wren. random (yet lovely) person i saw the blog of today who happened to have an intro post which inspired me to finally make one myself.

Important things:

- i'm transmasc! he/him pronouns, any neos (no pref) as well

- i'm a minor, please don't ask me for money or be nasty. you will get blocked.

- it's pronounced "kuh-ZOOL"

- i'm a furry and a questioning alterhuman. if you're remotely against either of these identities please dni

- i was raised on david bowie music and taught that he is love and he is life (/mj) so uhhm thats probably relevant somehow

- please use tonetags when saying something to me that could be perceived multiple ways! if you're not sure if that's the case, use a tag!

Stuff i like v

Music: bands/artists

david bowie (obv) and most 70s/80s rock + new wave bands (ask me if i know ppl you like!)

mother mother

radiohead

alex g

noah kahan

the backseat lovers

boywithuke/chandol (!!)

hozier (!!)

conan gray

sleeping at last

coldplay

billie eilish (sorta)

IDKhow

saint motel

lemon demon

will wood (both with and without his tapeworms)

jack stauber

fleet foxes

the barr brothers

death cab for cutie

all the epic the musical people

specific songs i love (you're seeing into my soul here):

sailor song - gigi perez

world burns - lokel

strawberry wine - noah kahan

unknown/nth - hozier

problems - pinegrove

runaway - boywithuke

Fandoms i'm in (in order of most stronglyness upon making this post):

epic the musical

the x-files

the disastrous life of saiki k.

dead boy detectives

brooklyn nine nine (jake peralta is Literally (/nsrs) Me)

doctor who

dandadan

supernatural

Stardew Valley

good omens

cyberpunk edgerunners (haven't played the game)

helluva boss (not a fan of hazbin hotel, really)

koe no katachi/a silent voice

the wild robot

legend of zelda, mostly botw & totk

bbc sherlock

httyd

[def more that i forgot and will add when i remember]

fun facts abt me because i can't think what to add next:

im not british (or anything non-american). in sixth grade my friend and i discovered bbc sherlock, got hyperfixated on it, and decided to start spelling things the non-'merican way. he's dropped it, but the habit has stuck with me since.

i really like boba tea and fully believe that tapioca is better than the popping pearls (the flavor of the latter is just lost in the tea, and there's barely any texture, what's the point??) (gen confused. /srs)

big fan of the sky. specifically the night sky but i like the sky in general. i love to take pictures of cool scenes in daytime and ones of the stars. sometimes i post them here.

I'm the drummer in a band that's part of an organization in my local place of living. we're called 'God Save the Queer'. it's me (transmasc, remember?), and a lesbian couple. currently we're working on covering Days by mothermother, and we're planning to do some original stuff in the future :3

my favourite emoticon/text face is :}, as can be seen at the top of this post.

i'm working on learning ASL! for funsies, to support the deaf community, and bc sometimes i hate talking. inspired originally by A Silent Voice (movie mentioned in the fandoms section. it's a beautiful anime about a deaf girl)

when writing does not need to be cohesive and understandable, (such as when texting) i love to use strange punctuation and capitalisation: (,,, , blah Blah ,, .example . Text Here.) my friends find it a nightmare. (or at least one has told me so :D)

i usually do exclamation marks in pairs. (!!) three seems too excited and fake, and one is rarely enough.

i really like the movie Fall Guy. the newish one starring ryan gosling. i would mention it in the fandoms section but i don't think there really is much of a fandom for it. i haven't gone looking, so i very well may be mistaken, i dont know. anyways yeah. fav movie atm and probably will be for a while (couple years mb. i'm picky.).

i'm orchidromantic, which means i feel attraction but don't want a relationship. fancy way of saying i have commitment issues :]

I have a scar on my forehead from my brother throwing a spoon around when we were younger. (my villain origin story frfr) (feel free to ask about it if ya care to know more /nf)

My tags!

kazzydoodles <- art stuff ( i barely ever post- i think i have two things on here that i've drawn lmao. but i might post more if i feel like it in la futura) (i don't think that's right.)

kazzyyaps <- my yapping posts! mostly talking about stuff going on in my life, or like random thoughts.

kazzy crashes out <- my vent posts. feel free to block this tag ^^

and that, dear reader, is the end. whether you read the whole post or simply skipped and ended up here, this is where you are now.

have a cookie 🍪. or if you don't want, or can't eat one, then have a wonderful day instead <3 (in fact, if you so choose, you may have both.)

:}

[kubfoo]

Its your first time at a weed dispensary. You've tried weed gummies before in the past and it's legal in your state so you feel pretty ok about not getting in trouble. You enter the dispensary, almost bumping into a gentleman holding a white nondescript gift bag who looks thoroughly humbled. The woman at the counter asks for ID. Fine, normal, it's substances. You give her your ID. She asks for your number. You warily ask if that's required. She tells you, no, it's just in case of recalls. Oh okay. You can't remember anyways. She takes your ID and does something under the counter you can't see, and thereafter refers to you by your legal name, something you don't use but are too intimidated to correct her on. She directs you to the room beyond her, a horrible distorted sleek web 3.0 parody of a doctor's office. She informs you it'll be a 10-15 minute wait. Also, they only take cash. There's an ATM. You sit near the ATM and theorize with your boyfriend on if they're going to kill you, and isn't this so weird. There is erotic early 2000s music playing from a huge stereo, which you've elected to not sit directly in front of despite the chair available. Eventually they call your (legal, dead) names, one of which is artfully mispronounced. You try and fail to not show your discomfort. Another woman directs you to a back room. It's identical to the waiting room but with actual products available, and a bunch of equally bewildered adults kind of roaming around like goats. The lady who directed you asks, "What are you looking for?" "Um... gummies..." You exchange specifics until she presents the container you'd found online the other night and came here for. You pay for it in cash. It's a different flavor than you usually get but whatever. "Thanks." "Have a nice day!" You walk out, back into loving, relieving sunlight. You are dazed and shocked, and eventually conclude that there's no way this was a normal experience because if it was, there'd be a genre of tumblr posts about it. So.

[butchreg]

May I offer the thought of puppy! Galinda x little! Elphaba x cg/owner! Fiyero?

oh believe me nonnie it has been on the brain !!! rotting my brain in fact , on my mind very very very often. i would love to hear if you have any specific thoughts !!! this post by @antlerchxrms is actual perfection .. i have been Suber busy busy recently ( had big doctor's appointment today :< so wasn't online at all ) but planning very much to write headcanons. hopefully i will have time soon but burnout is kicking my butt and my life is real busy unfortunately atm and i'm not super well. :C

[buckevantommy]

is there airtasker for when you need someone to make a phonecall on your behalf? a phonecall you don't want to make, specifically one to cancel an appointment you felt pressured into rescheduling instead of cancelling the first time around? more specifically for a service where no price was quoted on the website, booking, email confirmation, or phonecall conversation with the receptionist, and you made the appointment on an audhd whim before realising if there's no price quoted you probably can't afford it, and the excuse you gave the first time when you tried to cancel was having no money because you hadn't been paid yet, and it turns out they have a cancellation policy of a $50 charge within 48hrs (although the receptionist said it was 24hrs) but if that's the case they shouldn't allow same-day appointments. it's also a young guy doctor and i was not asked about preference ie. i wanted a woman doctor, but that's a separate issue..

anyway: can someone please call to cancel this appointment for me? all these things combined make me not want to patron this place, especially one in a bougie overpriced locale. it's Tuesday morning atm and my rescheduled appointment time is Thursday midday. please send help.

btw: i found quoted affordable services closer to home that family has been to and i would prefer, but first i need to make a damn phonecall.. 📞🫠

[hahawishmeluck]

the following is not just me bitching i would actually really love some input:

how do i do WCMX. how do i do it. i used to skate but now my arms/abs are so weak so i don’t think i could do anything in my chair besides like slowly roll around the skatepark which would also be very fun and cool but.

i want to skate again i cry so much it was (is) a pivotal part of my personality and the idea that i can do it in a wheelchair is so hopeful

but idk what’s wrong with my body and idk how to get strong again or if it’s even safe to workout like sometimes just reaching high up for a cup and then pouring water fully winds me and i can’t move for a while afterwards (and am grateful for when i can even do that)

atm i have a hospital transport chair that was crowdsourced and i’m going to get a custom one (not WCMX, for daily use) but it’s all going to be based on research and crip knowledge bc i have no doctors. so im hoping that wheeling around won’t take so much out of me and that using a custom chair will be a lot easier (point being that i hope my chair alone doesn’t wind me so much and it’s just bc this one is heavy and my arms are at the wrong angle etc)

i know i need a PT i have not seen a doctor in nearly a decade and no doctor is aware of what’s been happening to my body listen im working on it im very underinsured right now im just really going off of collective knowledge and doing what i can with what i have

also i know there are specific chairs for this but that’s not happening anytime soon

literally any input would be helpful i love u all

PS STOP SPAMMING THE WCMX TAG WITH YOUR HEADCANONS JFC like i luv that for your fanfic im so happy for you but im trying to connect with other disabled people who share interests

[dopamineeymineymoo]

suspension bridges || ghost x f!medic!reader

synopsis: you are an army doctor, callsign salvi, who had been on the field for even before you'd gotten that title. you'd been reassigned into task force 1-4-1 after your own taskforce had dissolved when it'd fulfilled its duty. you're a familiar face to multiple operators within the taskforce. one of them knows you for far longer than the rest.

warnings: medical inaccuracies, army inaccuracies, some medical jargon, some gore, implied medical procedures, inexperienced writer, more tags to be added as we go

author's note before we begin: I’m writing this to destress from the gruelling pressure of academics– i'm not a professional, but i do study some of the stuff i mention, specifically on the health-allied colleges; there is also the fact that I’m not from the west side of the world so I know jack shit on the actual mode of operations (except in theory, because that’s what I’m learning ATM). This isn’t meant to be accurate, these are just dumbed-down versions of stuff I already know– i might learn more stuff later on so I might add it onto the thing later on]

[this is part 1], [part 2], [part 3 to be posted]

2022

When your Task Force dissolved, with multiple members having dispersed to different tasks and duties, the different offices within the old base had been dispersed into various different locations. You had been given privilege. It wasn’t really within the higher-up’s control to assign you to a different base.

Overall, it had been awfully easy to convince you. Price knew his cards, knew the people he was pulling. It made sense that the task force he’d organized would have good chemistry.

It was amusing. Familiar faces are always a fun thing.

There's no rest for the wicked, is what you often hear. It always applies to people in your line of work, being both a savior of lives and its taker.

Of course, there's no better ice-breaker or introduction into the field than an emergency evac. The first time you'd been called into your new base had been when duty calls. There were some familiar faces on the team of medics you'd been assigned with, brief introductions and ranks were exchanged, and it's off to work.

Squeaks is one. A familiar face, one you'd worked with before albeit very briefly.

"Give 'em hell, doc." she'd said when you'd stepped into the ramp of the aircraft.

And hell you did give. It wasn’t an infrequent occurrence with your line of work where you had to be pulled out of your station to hop onto an aircraft to retrieve injured soldiers. 

It’s been less than a week, about three days since you’d been reunited with some of your old patients, until your new patients ended up becoming recent.

“Reports as of ten minutes ago state that seven alert out of twelve, four obtunded, one is stuporous.” You take note, knowing that the rest of your team are listening in. Transcriptions of comms had been sent to you with data having already been filtered out appropriately. Need-to-know, is what it meant. 

You eye two people, and in order call them out by their surnames. “Squeaks and Trinity, you’re on triage.”

“Yes Captain.”

“Reyes, Smith, Aisling, you deal with the seven. Make sure they don’t bleed out and add to the less pleasant numbers.” You move past them as they move to their station on the aircraft. “Body transfers to the cots are on Jones and Brown. Take them off the soldiers’ hands– keep them off too if there are any with cold feet.” 

“The rest of us– two people require immediate intervention. One of them is in shock.” She hums, looking down at transcripts. “There were originally sixteen soldiers.” They knew what that meant. Two were KIA.

When the aircraft arrives in the landing zone, you and your team get into motion immediately. You help Jones and Brown in transferring the soldiers who can’t walk. Two soldiers that you don’t know personally help with setting the rest of the ones who need help walking inside the cot. 

The one who was stuporous had fallen into a coma, but with a working pulse, and the four had varying levels of prognosis at the current assessment. 

You’re used to this. The speed, the quickness in thinking and the steadiness while you work under these less-than-favorable circumstances. You’ve worked through worse, but that’s not a mindset you should get used to. Makes you complacent. There’s no room for complacency in this place. 

“Captain Salvi!” Squeaks calls, “Five out of sixteen aren’t on the vehicle.” You hear. 

You curse under your breath, “Squeaks, take over.” You wait for them to shuffle over and take over with keeping the soldier alive, before pulling back to walk towards the seven who were sat at the sides. From Squeaks, you take the tablet and swipe through the updated charts.

They’d reported the four missing names, reported well but unable to make it to exfil for whatever reason. 

They all stand in attention– all who can, that is. “At ease.” You tell them. ���Where are your superiors.” 

One steps forward, “Ma’am, they’ve told us to head to exfil ahead of them.” He tells you. “They’re moving to another base, picked up by allies in Mexico.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Mexico?”

“That’s all we’re aware of as of now, ma’am.”

You breathe. Something's up, then. Your attention is called by the pilot in front. "Laswell's on comms." He'd said.

"Patch me in?"

“Watcher 1 to Echo 1-6, do you copy?”

“Solid copy, Watcher-1.” You retort, and look back at the soldiers before you. “Heal well, boys.” You say before backing off and walking back to the front of the plane. 

There’s a crackle on Laswell’s end, before she proceeds. “Price needs you ASAP, but there’s no time for RTB. You clear for an impromptu mission?”

You curse under your breath. Not so much as an introduction. Is this how it's going to be? “Always.” You tell her. You're no stranger to these emergencies. “Not as much as a debrief, huh?”

“I’d say sorry, but you know how it is.”

“No rest for the wicked.” You say. “Think I can join them before they get picked up by Mexican Special Forces?”

“I’ll tell the pilot in advance to drop you off for RV.” Laswell tells you. “Watcher-1 out.”

You walk over to the cockpit, placing a hand on the seat. The other hand reaches for your ear piece to switch channels so you can speak with the pilot. “You got the coordinates?” You ask, and with the confirmation, you continue. “Don’t land. I’ll prep for HALO.” You tell him. “Three of them need immediate attention. I don’t want them dead on arrival.”

“Copy.” The pilot replies. You back away, and head towards the hamper where you check your kit twice for anything you’d need. While you were in charge of MedEvac, you knew the risks. As long as you were beyond the line of fire, there’s still always that chance of attack.

In this case, you were the attacker.

“Approaching RV point.” You hear in your ear. “Prepare for HALO.” High Altitude, Low Opening. You’re hoping that it’s dark enough that no one will notice the parachute– then again, this isn’t the first time you’ve done this.

Trinity walks over to you. “Captain–”

“Report to Brown. I’m headed off.” You shrug on the pack, and head towards the ramp. Before that, though, you turn to your team. Most of which are paying attention to you as you walk. 

“Scott, Hudson, support with transfers.” You call, and the two of them nod. Their physique will help Brown and Jones with transferring the patients into gurneys with both haste and cautiousness. 

Squeaks and Trinity approach you as you all move out of the aircraft, handing you their digitally inputted evaluations. You read through them as you move, swiping through the tablet as you read through the list. “That’s about it. Are we clear?” They all affirm. 

You get a signal from the pilots. That’s all you need before you approach the ramp and drop in.

***

2001

It was a Saturday when Sergeant Simon Riley had first been forced on Medical Leave of Absence. This was on the insistence of the base’s, refusing to give him clearance until he’s deemed better, where he’d been assigned to a rehabilitation clinic not too far from his current place of stay– fortunately not too far from base.

The previous mission was bad– certainly not the worst that has happened, especially not the worst to come, but it was bad. 

When the paperwork for the leave was undergoing process and Simon had been forced to confine himself to med within base, the perpetrator as to why he’d gotten hurt had been very accommodating to his whims– not that Simon had many of them, but the one who was supposed to receive the bullets (plural) that took Simon down. Doesn’t matter anymore– no man left behind, and all that.

You know what they say about people torn into bad situations– you should have seen the other guy is what he would have said if he had been in a lighter mood. 

Except he’d damaged his peroneal nerve in the process. 

Fortunately it’s something easy to get back from, but that’s with rehabilitation. Hence, where he’d first met you. 

“Hello, Sergeant Riley.” You say, eyes twinkling with mirth and without that jaded look that he’d grown so used to witnessing in people within this line of work. You introduce yourself, first with your name. “I’m the one assigned to looking after your progression with your injuries– ultimately, medical clearance isn’t up to me, but anything I report goes into consideration. Anything you want to ask?”

“How long ‘til I’d get this off?”

“According to your chart–” you look through his charts. “Some weeks.” You hum, impressed at the prognosis. “Medical will clear you then– higher ups seem insistent in getting you back, huh?”

“I’m a good shot.” He tells you. “Some weeks, then– you any good in cuttin’ it down, Lieutenant?”

You laugh, waving in front of him. “Well, if you don’t fuck up your own injuries. Sure. Got a good prognosis anyway, considering the shit you’ve been through.” Then you remind him again to call you by your name. “And fortunately for you, your ass landed in my expert care.” There was a grin on your face as you told him that. 

Overwhelming confidence in this. Infallible. 

He’d been told that his injury hadn’t been so severe that it’d take him out of commission any time soon, but he’d been uncertain about that. It had been near damned frustrating to be so vulnerable. The injury is no scratch–that’s a huge chunk of his lateral knee fractured by the bullet, taking the nerve with it. While the medics had said otherwise, he just didn’t think someone could just regain proper function out of it again. 

So when that stubborn pessimism is met with that near-blinding optimism–

It was hard not to believe in your confidence, and that was considering that Simon knew not to believe in good things.

The first day was for initial evaluation. You’d told him that you wouldn’t begin with all the exercises and stretching just yet. He’d been compliant.

For the first day, that is. 

***

2022

Upon landing, you waste no time in moving towards RV. You made sure that there’d be no one following you, putting on the nightvision equipment you’d taken from the team that was pulled out for medevac. With a rifle in your hand, you traverse to the agreed upon location.

Only, you don’t exactly find them there. 

“Bravo 0-6, this is Salvi, how copy?” You say into your comm, listening for the radio for any response. “Echo 1-6 to Bravo Team, how copy?” You wait about two seconds before your mouth opens to ask again, once more before you radio Laswell.

“Bravo-06 to Salvi, solid copy.” Price’s voice cracks on the radio, and you breathe out a sigh of relief. “Just got… held back a bit.”

“Give me a sitrep, Price.” You question, continuing to move around so that you aren’t a sitting duck at the RV point. “There’s no one in RV.”

There’s a chuckle on the other line. “We’re on the way, got held back for first aid. Someone decided to be stubborn and skip on the medevac.”

“Damn.” You hiss under your breath, word caught by the comm. “Based on the data I’ve got, there’s only the four of you– Captain Price, Lieutenant Riley, Sergeant Mactavish and Sergeant Garrick. Is that correct?”

“Affirmative.”

“Price, you aren’t injured are you?”

“Nope.”

“Good. I have a lot of choice words, then.” You say into the comms, knowing that the rest of them are listening. You were of a higher rank than the rest of them, which means that you can easily berate whoever got himself hurt and didn’t jump on medevac.

“Hell Runneth Loose.” Gaz utters under his breath, joining on the comms. 

“That’s what I’m here for, Garrick.” You say. “Give me a location, set the RV at a midpoint so I can get a look at it.”

“Exfil would be further out.” Price points out.

“I have two working legs, Captain. I can use them.” You retort. “Details.” It was less of a request and more of a demand.

He tells you, and you move quick and silently towards the agreed upon location. It’s an abandoned building with a lot of debris, but standing strong enough for it to serve as a good and safe temporary camp. 

You arrive first, so you scout the area for any hostiles that might be at site. There are none, fortunately, so it seems that whatever they had to deal with further West of the area hasn’t reached this place. Has to be one hell of a trip, if that’s the case. 

“Echo 1-6 to Bravo Team, no sign of hostiles in the area.” You say with finality into the comm. “We’re clear.”

“Copy that Echo 1-6.”

You keep watch, keeping an eye on the perimeter in case the situation changes. Fortunately, it doesn’t, and it remains to be clear. “Approaching RV.” You hear a familiar voice on the comms. 

But there’s the distinct sound of something that whizzes fast, piercing through air. You immediately duck, lowering yourself so that the wall could hide you from wherever the attack comes from. “Bravo Team coming in hot!”

“Couldn’t fucking warn me you’d had tangos comin’ over?” You hiss, raising your gun towards the perimeter, at the general direction from where you know they’d be coming from. 

“A very recent development, in my defense.” Price hisses. “There’s not many, it’s manageable. You in a position to snipe, lass?”

“Affirm.” You tell him. “Get in the building, Cap, I’ve got overwatch.” You set up quick, shooting from the top of the building. You pray to whatever’s still left up there that they’ve got no RPGs– this building is doomed to fall in on itself and that’s just with the bullets encasing on already fragile wall. 

And it wasn't likely, anyway. On foot, having gear like that is unlikely.

You take down as many assailants as you can, registering in your head who are friendlies by attire alone. Not usual protocol, given that you can’t be certain how positive your i.d. is of the people trailing so close to one group, but you can be certain at least that the one with the bucket hat is price and the rest that he’s allowing within his proximity are friendlies.

They come up the building, taking position and securing the area.

A hulking figure is placed beside you, heavy with a thump against the wall. You look up, seeing that it was Sergeant Mactavish who’d placed the patient on your side.

You turn your head towards Sergeant Mactavish, whose eyes shift between yourself, Ghost, and the battlefield. “Sergeant Mactavish-- pleasure to meet ya." You smile. "Hell of a first meeting, huh?"

"I'd say." Soap grins. "Need any help?"

"You take overwatch while I patch him up.”

Soap nods, shifting to take your position. “Roger that, Doc Sal.” 

You didn’t need to look twice to be certain who it was that he’d dropped into your hands.

“I’d say it’s a pleasure seeing you again, Ghost,” You start with a smile. “But I believe that these are less than pleasant circumstances.”

The man leaned against the wall, debris falling between you both. He eyes you for a moment, before looking away and back to the battlefield. He huffs, not that you can hear it, and tilts his head forward in a nod. “Gotta stop meetin’ like this, y’reckon?”

You nod, “Line of fire seems to love you out there.” There’s a joke in there, a reference to a mission together once before. “Where are you hit, Lieutenant?”

“Left lumbar– just a graze.”

“Nice of you to be specific this time.” You quip, opening your pack to get the materials you need.

“Learned my lesson.”

“Whoever taught you must have ripped you a new one, huh?” There's amusement in your voice. "Hold still."

"I'd say." Soap grins. "Need any help?"

"You take overwatch while I patch him up.”

Soap nods, shifting to take your position. “Roger that, Doc Sal.” 

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mutual 1 : *picture of neil young with like seven pixels in it* oughh i can't even say she should have been at the club cos so much of her personality was not wanting to be at the club. she should have been at the farm

mutual 2 : *heartbreaking good omens meta* lol love these guys *ms paint gore meme* my baby angel <3 *gif set of The Kiss* they're so cute

mutual 3 : hey does anyone listen to throbbing grobbing nine inch ninch skinny pinny.

mutual 4 : *picture of gerard way's legs taken from very far away* WIFE she's co cute i need her

mutual 5 : *ask box flirting with mutual 4*

mutual 6 : lol here's some art i did in class today *stunningly realistic portrait drawn on the corner of a math test* *17 notes*

mutual 7 : *picture of bloody ribcage* she's like an angel. to me

mutual 2 : *twenty reblogs of good omens fanart in like four minutes*

mutual 8 : AHHHHH i can't beLEIVE i have to go talk to my professor AGAIN i just want to do my thesis on how this one french canadian folksong is actually highly representative of early 20th century morality struggles 😭😭😭 but NOOO apparently i need EVIDNECE TO BACK THAT UP

mutual 9 : haha guys is it normal to have like. random pain in all your joints. everyone has that right haha. *mutual 5 & like three other people shouting at them to see a doctor in the reblogs*

mutual 6 : oh yeah i wrote this poem ^-^ *most heartbreaking beautiful thing you've ever read.* *9 notes*

mutual 10 : rpf is moral & everyone should do it. anyways *picture of bob dylan* estrogen would have saved her

mutual 11 : david tennant tboy swag *12k notes*

mutual 4 : GERARDDDDDDDD

mutual 12 : * bunch of reblog of depeche mode pictures* oh yeah i remember seeing that concert in '87. love dave gahan <33

mutual 13 : *screenshot of david tennant* i thikn i hauve. covid

mutual 14 : *highly specific post* oh yeah reminds me of when i was an extra in an indie horror film my friend was making that was fun

mutual 4 : i miss my wifr gerard

mutual 7 : *saw bathroom scene gifset* *carrie covered in blood gifset* i nEED THISSSSS. want to be SOaKed in bLOOD. someone stab me i mean kiss me

mutual 1 : do you think csny ever had synced periods

mutual 4 : where are you gerard :(

mutual 15 : hey has anyone ever heard this song?? it's so good one of my favourites atm *link to a live bootleg of an unrelased song by a goth band no one else has heard of*

mutual 4 : gerar.d way

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[rhodophoria]

thank you for tagging me @covfefeships !! finally got around to finishing this lol

Do you make your bed? kind of? i pull the sheets up but it's not perfectly pressed and put together

Favorite number? don't really have one!

What’s your job? in between serious careers atm but on the side i'm doing data entry and managing websites

If you could go back to school would you? ehhh maybe a loooong time in the future, if i absolutely needed the certification for something

Can you parallel park? not well lmao

Do you think aliens are real? sure. gotta be something somewhere.

Can you drive a manual car? nope, never tried!

What’s your guilty pleasure? cheddar and sour cream chips. i fucking love that shit but they give me awful acid reflux so i try to stay away

Tattoos? not yet. am still pondering designs

Favorite color? either an oxblood red or dark, electric purple

Favorite types of music? i'm all over the place, but i mostly listen to alternative r&b, rock, and electronic/synthpop.

Do you like puzzles? i guess? depends on how you define puzzles. i really like word searches and stuff like sudoku

Any phobias? bugs, but specifically ones that fly and/or bite. the buzzing noise freaks me out. i've had really bad experiences w/ getting swarmed and chewed up lol

Favorite childhood sport? probably a tie between swimming and softball. i think i enjoyed softball the most though.

Do you talk to yourself? not a lot, actually. if i do it's all internal and never out loud.

What movies do you adore? all of my favorites are always adventure/action, and usually either sci-fi or fantasy

Coffee or tea? both! coffee in the mornings, tea in the afternoon/evenings.

First thing you wanted to be growing up? doctor maybe? or something similar. i used to be fascinated with medical shows/surgery documentaries when i was like 4-5 lmao

i'll taggggg @vii-naught and anyone else who'd like to share!

[girlacticrailroad]

us, episode 6

Too real, Natcha.

After the lull of the last episode, can Us find its footing this week? Well...hmm. Maybe kinda? To be honest, most of my issues with the show have not gone away. The problems with the script are more apparent than ever. How many times do we need to be told why Pam cut her hair short, or reminded that Kawi post-breakup isn’t doing so hot? These things can be implied (and already have been, heavily) without stating them outright. I’m still not really feeling Aek and Peem as comic relief, either—all their scenes are corny and forced—and then there’s Pam and Dokrak. Emi and Bonnie are so good in these roles that it’s really a shame how little they’re given to work with here. Yes, they get more cute fluff scenes, and yes I will absolutely eat that shit up. But what’s their arc in this episode supposed to be? Dokrak feels guilty about betraying her brother...sort of, but not really? Pam is hesitant because...they’re on a camping trip and there are other people around? I’m not sure what’s holding her back, and I’m even less sure what causes her to realize that she’s all-in at the end of the episode. I guess we’re meant to assume she’s feeling some inner conflict about the whole plot to destroy Dokrak’s family—except that plot is also at a standstill, apart from an intense staredown with Dokrak’s dad in the woods.

His “men”? Isn’t this bitch a doctor? Bro what the fuck are you even doing out here anyway??

It’s damn near miraculous, and a testament to Bonnie and Emi’s star power, that I’m still invested in these characters. They are basically conjuring chemistry out of thin air at this point. Come on, give these girls some character development! Didn’t they bond over 90s music way back in episode 2? Or just let them talk about what’s going on in their lives—like how does the subject of Rak’s dad not come up, when Pam clearly seems to know him? Why doesn’t Rak open up to Pam about how awful it was growing up with this motherfucker? If Pam is feeling guilty about her role in Nene’s scheme, why don’t we see her struggling to confess the truth?

Yes he actually says this lmao.

My other big problem with this series is Kawi. This show really really wants you to care about Kawi, but does nothing to elicit your interest or sympathy except ominously foreshadow his connection to a vague mystery, over and over again. Yes, I get it, he did something real bad that’s going to be revealed later, cool, whatever. Give the man a goal! Or a relationship with another character that matters? Something, anything, to do besides stare hollow-eyed into the distance.

The “Chao Planoy man” stare.

Despite all that...I did find this episode more entertaining than the last. The PamRak cuteness, although I remain disappointed by how shallow it is, cannot be denied. I won’t pretend I don’t get a little shot of dopamine every time they hold hands. And the cuddling scene...so soft... ;_; If we don’t get some quality hurt/comfort from these two, I will riot. Just look at Dokrak. Look at her sad little face! This girl is just begging to be held by a big strong dentist with a husky voice who can wipe all her tears away.

Protect her, Pam! Protect her at all costs!!

Then there’s the real good shit. I am referring of course to the Oat x Nene content. They were the highlight of the last episode, and once again they prove themselves the MVPs of the series. Thankfully, in this episode, they are finally given the screentime they deserve. Nene might as well have stumbled in her red stilettos onto the set of Us from an alternate universe, but I don’t even mind how out of place she is. The show automatically becomes twice as fun anytime she appears.

The face of pure evil.

Not only does she serve looks, she is one of the only characters serving the plot atm, revealing in a dramatic if bewildering scene (can you really just waltz into a hospital in Thailand and ask to meet with a specific doctor in their personal office without explaining what kind of health problem you have??) the tragic backstory behind her bitter grudge. She is, or at least she thinks she is, Dokrak and Kawi’s half-sister, abandoned along with her mother by their dad, who failed to show up even for her mom’s funeral. I was pleasantly surprised by how well this accounts for her resentment toward Rak and Kawi—of course she would hate them, too, because they weren’t abandoned like she was. Girl, I get you, but hear me out: What if you, Rak, Kawi, and Pam all murdered that asshole together? (Check out Lady Vengeance [2005] for tips!)

Side couple supremacy.

Oat and Nene’s scenes in this ep are simply delicious. Like everyone else who watched 23.5, I was still distraught over ViewJune when I started watching Us, and uncertain if I was ready to move on—but Mim has stepped up to the plate, and I’m so over it now. View and Mim play off each other well, and their interactions are fun. Clearly the writers know their way around a trope and can write good romantic tension when they want to! Because the scene where Nene gets tipsy at the bar and breaks a heel, only for Oat to catch her and lend her a pair of giant fuzzy flip-flops to walk home in—mwah. Shakespeare would be proud.

Just give these two their own show already.

There are a few other cute details in this episode—I liked Titang and Bua thirsting over K-drama actors together, and the dance-around-the-campfire moment to cheer up Natcha was cheesy but sweet. The elephant in the room however is our first big helping of PamRak spice, when Pam suddenly comes over to Rak’s place, in the final scene, and confesses her love (again). The build-up to and timing of this scene don’t make a lot of sense to me tbh—I don’t know what inspires this outpouring of emotion on Pam’s part, or what makes this confession super distinct from her confession one episode ago. It’s more emphatic I guess? (Plus, don’t they know you’re supposed to wait till episode 8 for the first love scene? It’s GL tradition!) Despite these criticisms...ugh fine it was hot :/ I hate how easily pleased I am. I have principles sometimes okay? I swear.

I just...like...good cinematography?? Yeah......art.........

All in all, I’m still on the fence with Us. This episode didn’t give me faith that the rest of the ride will be smooth, but I’m buckled up anyway and enjoying it for what it is, bumps and all.

[backwaterheroics]

𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘕𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘌𝘓𝘓 𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘗𝘖𝘛𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘐𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘠 𝘔𝘈𝘒𝘌 𝘞𝘙𝘐𝘛𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘛𝘖𝘎𝘌𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙 𝘈 𝘓𝘖𝘛 𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘐𝘌𝘙!

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NAME : rowen

PRONOUNS : she/her/my liege; we is also common i.e. 'we here at strife industries' etc but it's really just for self-reference

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : carrier pigeon maybe? i'm really bad at all kinds of communication tbqh. we can get some walkietalkies tho & i promise i haven't ever forgotten about u /phil collins voice, u'll be in my heart

chatting on tumblr ims is fine & i do have a discord ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ u can even have my whatsapp if u want, but standard messaging & data rates may apply. talk to ur doctor if rowenix is right for u

NAME OF MUSE(s) : this here is my boy kuraudo sutoraifu-waifu but i've written a few other characters here and there; cloud is the only rp blog i have any semblance of presence on atm tho - he is my forevergirl, my homeslice, my big chalupa. for ffvii specifically, i've also written rp for elena and rufus

BEST EXPERIENCE : you! i've met all my best friends through rp which is probably why i'm still even around in the rps

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : i don't like it when ppl say they do not like the chara i am literally writing at that moment. so like, if you don't like cloud, why are you here..... we don't have any money... we've got nothin for ya.... pls smash that unfollow button and do not hit the notification bell....,other than that tho, i don't really care. it's the internet. i've seen 4chan

MUSE PREFERENCES : paris hilton voice; i'll take five more of these little blonde bitches; fr tho i like charas who have issues with the self/who have a man vs self literary conflict kinda thing going on. i also like side-chars who don't have a lot of lore coz then i don't have to start from scratch like with an oc, but i still have freedom in the preassembled sandbox u kno?? i don't have time for a rowenverse

PLOTS OR MEMES : spontaneous stuff is easier for me; plotted stuff can get too detailed and then i freak myself out about it bc of anxiety about quality & expectations. that aside, i'll do either. if we go plotted i'd rather go 'lightly plotted' as in we talk about an idea and then just run with it, with minor course corrections as we go should the plane not take off as expected

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : i personally tend to match length but sometimes the words just gotta come out and your one to three liner will have a 500 word reply. i have no preference from what i receive to what i give. it just is what it is and i'm grateful ur even taking the time to spend it with me

BEST TIME TO WRITE : when something else more important needs to get done. we love executive dysfunction. like right now, i should be finishing up a work project for tomorrow's meeting and yet....

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : our sense of humor is the same, or at least similar... cloud's social awareness is probably better than mine. neither of us talk a lot. is that good enough????

TAGGED BY: vctlan & then everyone i'm following who is still active has already done this i'm pretty sure... so if you haven't been tagged before and u see this, then i'm tagging u ok -- tell me abt u and be my friend

[skateebrat]

Blog Post Due 2/6

Blog Post Due 2/6

What effects do micro mistakes, like an incorrect start date, have on someone’s financial and emotional well being?  

Small mistakes can be heavy burdens. Being cut off from your insurance when you are the most vulnerable can leave you feeling lost and helpless. Especially when it involves someone you love who is in a life altering position. The process of trying to navigate how to reinstate that insurance was so tedious for this couple. The anxiety and dread of receiving pink envelopes in the mail, having to start the process over calling the doctor, calling the insurance company, calling the collections agency- correcting the consequences of a seemingly small mistake of a misdate took over a year to recover. (Eubanks, 16). 

When marginalized groups are framed as “undeserving”, how does that influence public opinion?  

It can potentially influence the wrong people, wrong crowd. In this case, Republic Governor Paul LePage attacked families who were receiving miniscule benefits from Temporary Assistance to Needy Families, also known as TANF. LePage’s administration collected data from federal and state agencies to track over 3,000 transactions that were specifically from ATMs in smoke shops, liquor stores, and out of state. Governor LePage released that data and disclosed basically suggesting that TANF recipients were committing fraud by misusing these benefits to buy liquor, cigarettes, and lottery tickets. He then introduced a bill that would require these families to keep track of all cash receipts so they can do a proper audit. This misleading story can have people believe that TANF families are criminal and lazy, adding to potential negative beliefs they might already have. (Eubanks, 19).

What vulnerabilities do people face when exposed to facial recognition ?

Being wrongfully imprisoned is a major vulnerability with facial recognition. Nijeer Parks was falsely accused and arrested for shoplifting and trying to harm a police officer. Unfortunately, he was detained for 10 days and had to pay $5,000 out of pocket to defend himself before being released. There was a national study in 2019 that states, facial recognition does not apply well to Black and Asian faces. Nathan Wessler, an attorney for the American Civil Liberties believes that police enforcement should refrain from using facial recognition as it can cause major harm in the black community (Kashmir). 

Cites: 

Hill, K (2020, December 9). Wrongfully accused by an algorithm. The New York Times. 

Eubanks, V (2018) Automating Inequality.