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vy-canis-melodis · 3 months ago

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the following is a blog post, written by tanja, in the Bird HRT universe:

UPDATE and a cancelled article!

Hi all, it's been a long time since my last blog post. Here's the deal; I was in hospital. Long story short, some things went pretty wrong, and here I am, having to deal with a huge backwards step in progress then having had to retrace those steps with additional gooey complications and therapy.

Anyway, here's a journalistic article I was pretty close to finishing and submitting to actual newspapers before everything went down and I had to cancel it.

Rejecting Humanity - Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Just Be Myself

As I write this, I'm sitting in the waiting room of a Hospital cross Research Laboratory in London. By the time you're reading this, I'll have been on my treatment journey for over a year. What treatment, you ask? Well, it's Humanity Removal Therapy. One year ago, I undertook a radical new procedure which slowly transforms you from human to another form. Perhaps you've seen strange creatures out and about; a snow leopard at the supermarket, a dog at the drive-thru, or a tuatara at the thrift shop. Or, perhaps, you haven't; as I write this, the number of patients might not yet have reached triple digits worldwide.

Perhaps I should introduce myself. My name is Tanja ------, and I am an Iberian Azure-winged Magpie, scientific name 'cyanopica cooki'. One year ago, I was fully human, and now I look like a hybrid between our two species. So, let me guide you through my world.

How is this possible?

A little over a year ago, certain medical circles revealed that species transformation had been trialled in mice, turning them into various other creatures, with various success rates from 20 to 80% depending on size and how different the target species was. Now, I'm not for animal testing, but when I heard that human trials were going to open, I kept that pinned to my calendar. And so, after a few months, I was able to finally sign up and have my first interview. Which was… short. Turns out, they had pretty elaborate ways of gatekeeping people who really meant that they wanted it from those that they thought would regret the procedures. They also had a little joke, based on gender HRT, where they would ask if you'd spent years living as your preferred species beforehand. Or at least, I think it was a joke. And then, I was on my way to becoming the bird I love.

How much did it cost?

Well, luckily for me, the NHS provides free healthcare. Then, due to this being a clinical trial, I get paid for being a test subject. Then, due to the effects of the medicine, I receive Disability Benefits. The treatment itself is… a bit of a legal loophole, really. This very article may well be the first you've heard of it.

Is it just a magic pill?

Nope! It's a mix of CRISPR, gene replacement, hormone injections, and surgeries over time. It's a real mishmash, at least in my case. For example, keratinous structures can be grown through selective DNA editing and hormones that stimulate 'hair' growth in specific areas in specific ways. Bone structure can also slowly be altered in some cases through gene replacement, though in some cases, surgery is needed. My back, for example, will soon be undergoing surgery to adjust the way the vertebrae are laid out. Some aspects just are too difficult to be done naturally, and so artificial parts and prosthetics are added. But this complicated procedure has an upside - it means that there is more customisation possible! For example, a Harpy would be a very specific set of applications of Bird HRT that exclude certain aspects such as the face!

Are there downsides?

Definitely. There's the immunosuppression that has to occur to stop new parts from being rejected. There's the high risk of cancers and other diseases to occur as a result of this procedure. There's just the risk that your organs will fail. Most of this is irreversible too.

Why even do it then?

Because, to that small number of people, it's so worth it. This is a new life, an opportunity to discard that uncomfortable human vessel and be yourself at last. For the vast majority of people, being oneself is being human, but that's not the case for everyone.

Is it going to be banned?

Well, that's hard to say. Governments worldwide are, I'm sure, now aware of this phenomenon. And I think it presents a threat to the status quo. This is something new, something scary, something intimidating, that shifts the power balance between subjects and governers. And it's not just because some people have become huge fire-breathing dragons - it's the meaning behind it. They've rejected the very notion of the social contract between humans and crafted a new identity. Do we still count as people? And that's really the question, isn't it. So much of the way government and society works is to split people into groups of those that are 'more' people, and those that are 'lesser' people - and that dictates what societal violences are permissible, for example. This whole new procedure will have to make governments rethink so much, and it can either be a source of worry for us, or a source of hope for everyone. We just have to be loud enough to be heard for who we are.

So what will come next? Well, I'm going to hop on in to my next appointment, and the Earth will keep spinning. My first set of wings has almost reached full-span, and my toe-dexterity is almost at where I was with hands as a human. With my next set of primaries, I may have enough of a wingspan to fly, if I keep my weight low enough. Meanwhile, Parliament will likely have a debate on the issue, as a petition to legalise the procedure has a few thousand signatures on the government's official petition website. I'll be waiting on that result eagerly.

If you have any other questions, I'd be more than willing to answer them!

#furry #bird hrt #animal hrt #therian hrt #furry hrt #iberian magpie #magpie #bird

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cozzzynook · 6 months ago

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Ratchet is sick and needs an expensive experimental surgery. Drift goes to pay for it when his card gets declined. Confused because he's rich he calls up his bank demanding to know what's going on. He finds out someone purchased a ship and other expensive things.

Drift thinks it's Rodimus and is angry. Ratchet is also upset because Rodimus was planning on leaving them without saying goodbye.

Except Rodimus didn't purchase those things. Someone else did.

When he gets home he's confused about what's going on. Drift is angry and they start arguing. Rodimus keeps denying it and a little bit of Deadlock comes out. Thinking Ratchet is going to die because his card declines he yells at Rodimus and ends up hitting him.

Hot Rod falls to the floor in shock and looks up to see and angry Drift standing over him. Telling him that he never wanted to see him again. When he looks at Ratchet he doesn't say anything just gives him a disappointed look.

Feeling spark broken he runs off going to a different city. He starts working all kinds of jobs wanting to pay Drift and Ratchet back. Even though he didn't take the money he still feels guilty and blames himself.

That is so painful to think about.

I could see a lapse of judgement happening and Drift snaps at Rodimus because his connection to Ratchet is closer and this very well could mean he loses his conjunx. The last person, his last person, even if they’re with Rodimus.

It’s something he didn’t consciously mean to do but did.

Ratchet is just really disappointed because Rodimus should’ve talked with Drift before spending so much of his money.

They both still love him they just…are scared and Drifts angry while Ratchet is so disappointed.

To learn it wasn’t Rodimus and that someone stole Drifts money.

They’re devastated.

Especially when they get a large sum of money that Ratchet needs for the operation and a note telling them he was sorry and telling them he would never bother them again.

I’m making this angsty.

It was someone that wanted to get back at Drift from when he was Deadlock. He killed their mate under an order from Megatron and they wanted revenge. They knew about Ratchet and slipped him something when he was at the clinic. They planned on killing Ratchet slowly and making Drift suffer and they bought a ship knowing Drift would think it Rodimus because they watched them all and noticed the dynamic between them.

But really anyone would know seeing as Drift and Ratchet didn’t conjunx Rodimus even after more than a hundred years together.

Drift rushes to get Ratchet to the surgeon and the procedure is a success.

They also caught Ratchets spark flames lowering and matched it with Drifts so he wouldn’t have to worry about his spark fizzling out any time soon.

That was something they weren’t aware of and they were glad to have caught it. Ratchet didn’t want to leave Drift alone…

That was something they had to accept for the moment seeing as Ratchet was on berth rest and Drift didn’t want to leave him.

Rodimus meanwhile was beyond exhausted and resting in a clinic.

He resorted to…unsavory methods of getting such a huge amount of money for Drift.

He..agreed to sell his frame for pleasure and since he was so beautiful and sought after well..it wasn’t hard.

He got lucky in a way. A high profile mech paid for him in full and he was given the money upfront.

The mech was surprised when Rodimus sent the money to another and agreed upon fragging the mech as much as they wanted.

Turns out the mech had a bit of a spark and used Rodimus for cleaning and an arm piece along with being a literal berth warmer. The mech would get lonely and paid for Rodimus to keep him company.

He didn’t mind.

But he did miss Drift and Ratchet.

When he got charged on engex he asked the mech to frag him because he needed a distraction and the mech did.

Rodimus was thankful for his spark baffle and the mech gave him his personal comm and a nice sum of money telling him to come back within a month if he didn’t make up with the mech he sent the money to. The mech was smart and knew it was more personal than owing a lot of money. He made him an offer.

“Make up with them and stay with them, just visit me often. I’ll get lonely without you. Or..stay with me if it doesn’t work out…I’ll give you whatever you want. I’ll be whatever you want. Just stay with me and we’ll travel and do whatever your spark desires.”

And…how could he pass up an offer like that?

Easy.

His spark was stuck on Ratchet and Drift.

So he left, refusing to take the money and hugging the mech. He promised to visit often and left.

He didn’t want to do that to the mech. He deserved someone who loved him, not be a replacement.

He took up odd jobs until he landed on a planet where he ended up running into Megatron who was living with Minimus.

The two were acting a bit odd at first but then they refused to let him leave their sights.

He didn’t really mind since he knew them and enjoyed relaxing with them. Especially when they would play smooth music during the early hours and watch him paint while drinking their early morning oil.

He wasn’t interested in oil, never really liked the stuff outside of medical oil and even that he didn’t care for but Minimus made the best oil and he was slowly drinking off theirs.

Since they wouldn’t let him pay for his stay, he cooked for them. It was amazing to how shocked they were and how ravenous they seemed to grow. Wanting to eat more often was a nice complement to his culinary skills and he ended up cooking all the meals save for the one day they would make him meals, every week without fail. And holidays? They took him to the inner city to nice restaurants that they all could enjoy.

Rodimus had been with them for months and hadn’t even realized until the mech he met came knocking at their door. They were understandably terrified meeting Megatron and seeing Minumus come up from the rear about to tackle them until Rodimus smiled at the mech and hugged them tight.

“Sorry..I lost track of time,” he felt guilty but the mech was happy as a cybersquito on a full cyberphant.

“I see all was forgiven? Have they finally sealed the deal?”

That made Rodimus splutter and Megatorn and Minimus blushed heavily looking like a bitty caught in the nickle cookies.

Rodimus shook his head no and tried to tell the mech to be quiet only for Megatron to speak, “so Ratchet and Drift really never conjunxed you?”

He looked…like he was suppressing anger and failing and he..couldn’t stop himself from shaking a vent out.

“No. It just..wasn’t meant to be.”

“Bullslag. Those must be the mechs you gave the money to because these mechs look too far in love to let you go let alone give you up.”

The mech was carefully removing their servos from his waist at Minumus removing it for him as he glared trying to keep himself together.

“It’s not like that, it was just..stuff happened and..its not important..”

Rodimus was trying not to get frustrated and cry. The mech easily changed the tone and asked when the wedding would be to which Rodimus spluttered again and tried to get the mech to leave.

“I’ll be staying at a suite in the city. I expect our time tomorrow to be amazing? Imll he borrowing him for my stay, if you don’t mind,” the mech smirked.

“Crowe!”

“What? I’m sure they won’t mind. You’re single and my offer will always stand,” he got in a kiss to Rodimus knuckle but Megatron gripped the mechs face and lifted him up to optic level.

“It’s ill advised to push us, Crowe. I have no problem committing a..necessary act of violence,” Megatron promised.

“Megs! It’s fine he’s harmless I promise.”

“He doesn’t need to be touching what doesn’t belong to him and you don’t belong to him,” Minimus put a servo on Rodimus lower back and that just..he didn’t expect to melt into the touch. He was embarrassed that Megatron came to hold him up and he was even more embarrassed when Crowe smiled and clapped at the display. Ring shining on his servo as he looked at all three and spoke once again.

“So..I ask but one last time. When are you conjunxing my dear cyber flame? Wouldn’t want another to come and take him now would you?”

That made the two look at each other and Rodimus was confused as to why Megatron and Minumus looked like that.

“I see you have things to discuss. You have my personal comm darling. Message me the invite hm? I hope to have bitties to spoil as well. A bitty of yours is a bitty of mine,” the mech smiled daring to steal a helm kiss and run for dear life.

“Crowe! Ugh, he’s such a.”

Rodimus stopped when he saw Megatron and Minimus looking at him the way he’s always dreamed. He’s never had someone look at him that way. He’s never felt a mechs affections like script written in stone just from a look, but today he has.

There was a lot of talking that happened after.

Megatron and Minimus admitted they were slowly trying to court Rodimus but didn’t want to lose their chance so they rushed a little by having him stay with them. They figured since Rodimus wasn’t with Drift and Ratchet that they severed the spark bond but to find out it never even happened?

Well, they wouldn’t say they weren’t happy to have a chance but…they were upset Rodimus was never loved the way he deserved.

They immediately got to changing that with Rodimus permission and soon, it’d been almost a thousand years of living together conjunxed.

Crowe of course came to the wedding and teased Megatron and Minimus because he could. Rodimus was worried for his friend but Crowe assured him, he was fine. So long as he could have Rodimus in his life, he was happy. That and he’d met a minibot who made his helm spin and Rodimus was beaming happy for him with how Crowe talked about the mini.

It was a wedding filled with friends and family and Rodimus felt guilty not inviting Ratchet and Drift but the two ended up seeing him a long time after the ceremony.

Rodimus was sporting a sparkling in one hand that looked exactly like Minimus but they weren’t a minibot and had Megatrons build. He was also carrying around a heavy belly that his sleeping sparkling was sitting on. Their helm on his chassis sucking a pacifier while his fists held tight to Rodimus.

The mech had dropped something and sighed letting his shoulders drop and tried not to cry.

“Slag,” he whispered covering his sparklings audial even in sleep, “well looks like we have to wait for sires to come out now don’t we?”

Megatron and Minimus were inside the market getting groceries for him since the smell was getting to him. They were almost done and he was glad because his ankles and back was starting to hurt but he didn’t want to put his bitty down. He enjoyed this too much and he wanted them to have all the attention alone that he could give.

Suddenly a servo picked up his bitties bottle that he dropped and he beamed thanking the mech until he saw who it was.

“Drift..Ratchet..hey..thanks,” he failed to smile or even take the bottle. He moved his sparkling closer to himself and took a cautionary step back and since he and conjunx never closed their bond, they knew something was wrong.

“Glad to see you’re okay Ratchet, Drift,” he nodded to the two and turned to go back into the store when Drift and Ratchet stopped him.

“Roddy? You..”

They looked to the sleeping sparkling in his arms and the huge belly that made him lean back to stand.

“We’re sorry kid, Rodimus. We know you didn’t steal the money. We’re sorry we accused you..made you leave.”

“I’m so sorry Rodimus, I should’ve never hurt you. I should’ve believed you.”

“Its..”

“Rodimus!”

Two voices boomed and soon he felt four servos on his frame and tensed when two went to grab their sparkling. Minimus stopped when he realized their sparkling was grounding Rodimus and the carrier needed their sparkling in their arms to know they were safe.

“Megatron? Minimus?”

The two looked to them and then to the sparkling that was starting to whine as they opened their optics and whimpered. That grabbed all of Rodimus attention and he shuffled a little soothing the sparkling in a voice neither the swordsmech or medic had ever heard before. “Drift, Ratchet, it was nice to see you in good health but we’ll be taking our leave.”

Minimus ever the polite one stated before taking the groceries and following Rodimus who waddled slowly with their sparkling that wanted his attention and was cranky from their nap being interrupted. Megatron kept a servo on Rodimus to help take some pressure off before bending into Rodimus audial and saying something that the mech nodded to.

Megatron lifted Rodimus into his arms and the two were able to walk off at a normal pace.

Ratchet and Drift looked on with sad expressions as they realized what they let slip through their digits.

“We fagged up, Ratty…we really fragged up..”

“We did kid..we really did..”

Back in their home, Rodimus was laying in berth with their sparkling asleep on their sire while the other was rubbing his sore and swollen ankles.

He didn’t ever expect to see the two again but he hoped one day they could all sit down and it’d be comfortable. But for now, he just wanted to focus on his conjunxs and sparklings.

I love dratchrod i promise i do. I just love minimegarod too

#minimegs #minimegarod #minimus ambus #minimus #rodimus prime #megatron #dratchet #past dratchrod #drift x rodimus x ratchet #drift x ratchet #rodimus x megatron #ratchet x drift #megatron x ultra magnus #megatron x rodimus #mechpreg

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invivoinsomnium · 1 year ago

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You decided to go with IVF in order to have kids, and you find a doctor willing to do it for almost free, so long as you come back to his clinic for all checkups, and to give birth. You rationalize the discount, maybe he's just starting out. After the procedure, you are informed it was a success! Only one of your embryos implanted, but you're just fine with that. You start showing early, and it feels like your skin can't keep up with the growth. At every checkup, he informs you that your baby is healthy, if a little on the chunky side. You can't shake the feeling that something is off though, but the doctor reassures you that all IVF mothers worry. Then when you start to feel movements, it feels almost like popcorn in your belly, and you wonder if that's normal. You're starting to really get huge, and even though you only see one baby on the scans, you swear you can feel more than four limbs and a head pressing against your insides. Finally, the time comes, and your belly looks massive. Your labor feels short but intense, as though your body is more than eager to evict your giant baby. Finally, when your baby slides free at last, you feel exhausted, and relieved. The Dr hands you your baby, and rubs your still huge belly. "Alright, take a quick rest, and then we'll get the rest out." 'the rest'? You're confused, but a dreadfully cold understanding settles on you. Over the next 12 hours, you push out three more babies, but each is carted away as soon as the umbilical is cut. Turns out, the doctor was running a shady surrogacy service under the table, and making a profit on both sides.

I'll be honest here anon, I'm more into the forced pregnancy aspect instead of willingly allowing myself to be artificially inseminated. That being said, this is quite hot. The idea of being turned into an unwilling surrogate, of being tricked by someone I should be able to trust. This definitely ticks a few boxes.

Add in a shady underground clinic, forced articial insemination and some restraints....

I scream and shout, fighting against the leather straps on my wrists as I'm wheelled into the exam room, a nurse gripping my legs tightly as I try to kick her. I was just meant to be going in for a routine exam...an MOT for my body if you will. Now I find myself fighting against doctors and nurses I've never seen before. My trousers and underwear are pulled from my body before my legs are secured into stirrups. I wince at the sharp pain as they're stretched wide. "Yes. She will make an excellent surrogate. I can see many clients bidding for the use of her womb," a male voice remarks as he sits down between my spread legs, as a nurse applies cold gel just beneath my abdomen and another wheels in a tray of instruments. "Of course they're going to have to wait, we've already had a client pay for her." "Pay for me? What the hell are you talking about? What are you going to do to me?!" I demand still trying to struggle. "Hush 7298, it's better if you cease struggling, this isn't a very pleasent procedure as it is. Now take a few deep breaths for me," the male voice orders me, "I'm going to implant a fertilized embryo into your womb. You're going to be helping a very rich couple have an heir of their own. The wife doesn't want her body ruined with pregnancy and has decided you'll be the perfect surrogate," the voice continues, "Of course every client is different, some want their own eggs used, others will want your eggs used, sometimes we'll be implanting other times we'll be fertilizing, it all depends on the buyer." I can barely breath as the truth comes to light. I try to renew my struggles but I'm given something to help my body relax and make me pliable. "Yes, she'll be very popular indeed," the male voice chuckles, "nurse, make a reminder to set 7289 up for an egg retrieval procedure, after the delivery and she's had time to heal," the voice adds. Is this my life? Forced into surrogacy? Forced to bear offspring after offspring despite my desire to never become pregant?

#pregnancy #dark #medfet #fantasy #horror #forcedpregnancy #forced surrogacy #artifical insemination #medical impregnation

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quilavastudy · 1 year ago

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What kind of person would make a good doctor in your opinion?

This is a difficult question because there's so many different qualities that can be helpful in medicine, not to mention the huge variety of specialties and the often varying personality types between them!

E.g. for me, I'm a fairly introverted person, I like having time to sit and think about things and I like going into detail, I like interacting with people and forming a rapport with patients, but don't necessarily want to spend ALL my time interacting with them, I like research and nerdy stuff, and I don't particularly like working with my hands/doing procedures. Therefore I think haematology* is a good fit for me. I know my personality wouldn't fit specialties like surgery or A&E, I'm too introverted and too much of an over-thinker for those.

An extroverted person who likes things being fast-paced, bouncing from case to case and really getting stuck in, who would get bored seeing the same patients many times and sitting in clinics, would probably hate the idea of doing haematology. But you need those types of people in other fields!

It sometimes makes me think of Hogwarts houses - there are specialties that are so Ravenclaw, and there's specialties that are so Hufflepuff and so on. There's actually a sort-of joke paper on what hogwarts houses tend to do certain specialties which I found quite amusing.

Overall, of course I think there's some traits that are probably necessary for all doctors. Eg. hard-working, a decent amount of emotional intelligence, resilience, communication skills, honest, conscientious etc. But I don't think there's one particular 'type' of person that makes a good doctor (which is good - it would be very boring if we were all the same).

(*I know there are procedures in haematology but generally, haem consultants don't do many)

#quilava answers #hello again #I'm a hufflepuff btw

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ukftm · 2 years ago

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Just had my second appointment with Nottingham GIC and they've said I need a third one. I wasn't expecting hormones or anything but I just feel really angry like... it already got pushed back for 'unforeseen circumstances' and I feel I've just wasted my time. I won't say anything different than I haven't already -- I'm dealing with pretty persistent depression (talking like 9-10 it started) so I don't know if that's anything to do with it. I'm just worried what happens if I get to the end of all these extra appointments and they're like 'no sorry, we can't help you, you don't qualify' or whatever. I'm aware 2 appointments probably isn't the norm anymore it just all feels so frustrating because I don't know what more they want from me. I'm not treating all this as a magic pill that will make my depression completely go away and I even said as much, it'll just make it better in a way because I don't have this huge chunk of a cause of it hanging over my head anymore. Apologies for the rant. Does anyone have experience with needing 3 or more appointments and what generally happens? I'm just worried I'll have my time wasted. The woman I spoke to didn't say why she thinks I need another one though.

Hi Anon,

Needing multiple appointments before being put on T is very normal. But it is of course really frustrating being made to wait longer.

When you have your next appointment, ask for clarity. Ask why it is taking them so long to agree to putting you on T. Don’t be afraid to ask questions. If you are not sure what someone is telling you, always ask them to explain it.

Getting on T is really important to so many guys, but the GICs have procedures in place which differ between each clinic. Some will only require two appointments, while others are 3+. This is unlikely to be a personal thing but rather just a tick box exercise for the clinic to do your referral.

If you are concerned about the number of appointments you are being required to have, contact the GIC and ask them why. If they don’t give you a good enough answer then ask for further clarity.

#testosterone

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lizzybeth1986 · 1 year ago

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Headcanon: The Park-Tennyson Kids!

(Steve Tennyson - Lucas Till

Nadia Park - Cassie Ventura)

My hc for all my PM universes so far have been that Steve gets saved from the Arctic HQ in each one, and therefore that they get married soon after the finale. I kinda see both of them as loving the idea of a big family, so I gave them 5 kids! (MC will have two, Sloane will have two, and Hamza is basically the big brother to the entire group of young 'uns 😁)

The eldest three of Nadeve's kids are adopted, and the youngest two Nadia had through treatment at a fertility clinic. Kim and Sloane definitely helped her through that process.

Nadia and Steve had taken almost two years before they actually started the procedures for adoption. They spent their first year settling together and being comfortable with each other, and the topic of children came up often during that first year. Both preferred a large family in a big house at Cedar Rest someday, and both were open to adoption and preferring to leave fertility treatments for a little later.

Ruth Park-Tennyson

(FC: Ayo Edebiri)

• One year before they adopted Ruth, Nadia and Steve made sure to do as much research as possible - which organisations, how to prepare their home etc. Nadia was always the kind that grew up in a huge family and loved the dynamics. And the more settled Steve became in the identity Eros had crafted for him, the more comfortable he was with himself and the more eager to grow his own family. So they really wanted to give this first adoption, and this first kid, their best.

• It was (parental) love at first sight for both of them with Ruth. She was a year old when they adopted her.

• Ruth was a voracious reader from the time she turned three. Like most little kids, she loved the "textured" books but soon moved towards picture books, comics and long-form books as she grew.

• She showed an interest in her mom's art but more as an observer than as someone who wanted to make their own. Ruth always had a knack for pulling out multiple meanings and interpretations for a single work of art, a quality that delights and baffles both her dad and her uncle/aunt Hayden (basically these kids are part of all four universes 😄)

• She's a real academic at heart and loves writing. Dark Academia and Gothic Horror are her favourite genres to write. She eventually writes a series of her own and gains worldwide fame as an author.

• As a kid she was aware that her Auntie Sloane was writing books for children, and would often nick her drafts, put on fake glasses and tell her what she liked about it.

• She's quiet in public but VERY bossy towards her siblings. The biggest advantage to that is all of them definitely aced all their languages thanks to their sister 😄

• She gets a PhD in English Literature in her mid-30s. Dr. Ruth Park-Tennyson!

David Park-Tennyson

(FC: Nick Galitzine)

• David was three when Steve and Nadia adopted him, and was roughly the same age as Ruth...maybe 6 months younger.

• People would often say that there was a tiny bit of resemblance between David and Steve, which puzzled the hell out of Steve.

• Steve would later find out that one of David's birth parents was distantly related to his former Handler, Robert Tennyson. Robert Tennyson had based Steve on several members of his own family, which accounted for some of the resemblances.

• Would Ruth read aloud her favourite books to David once he became part of the family? Yes she did. Yes she did.

• When he grows up, all my Haydens (in different universes) realize he has a knack for theatre and can sing. They encourage him to join theatre and try Broadway.

• Like all my Haydens he also enjoys the opera 😁

• He does also eventually launch an independent music career at some point, mostly in contemporary pop.

• Nadia designed the cover for his first album, and his second - which focused on themes of home and identity - featured pictures of Steve, Nadia and their whole family.

Joshua Park-Tennyson

(FC: Rohit Saraf)

• Josh is two years younger than Ruth and David, and was adopted when they both were four.

• Gamer and loves digital art. The gaming company Khaan worked in before taking over Eros, Blue Fire, still operates and has released amazing games in the years since. It's always been Josh's dream to work there.

• Loves art in general...but digital art is where he is most gifted

• His mom Nadia is his biggest cheerleader. His dad too, though it can be a struggle for Steve to comment more beyond "indescribable". (Usually Hayden and Steve bypass that simply by concentrating on story elements or details they notice in the background, so it isn't too hard now).

• Nadia and Josh love different mediums, but every once in a while they like to sit and sketch stuff together. Preferably out in the open!

• Always the first to jump up and go whenever Nadia feels like visiting an art museum or exhibition. For one of his birthdays, they all go to the Louvre.

• He eventually does work at Blue Fire for a few years, then builds his own games and has his own company.

Tabitha Park-Tennyson

(FC: Michelle Lee)

• Tabby is the animal lover of the family and eventually becomes a vet.

• At some point, after thinking over it and seriously consulting Kim and Sloane, Nadia decides to try fertility treatments. By the time she has Tabby, Ruth and David are 7, and Josh is 5.

• The older siblings spoil Tabby silly, and Tabby also joins them in spoiling the youngest, Matt, silly.

• Tabby always brought all kinds of injured tiny animals home, and tried to nurse them back to health or take them to the vet when her parents advised her to.

• She absolutely LOVES Dipper and Sloane's cat Felicette.

• Favourite food (to Hayden's chagrin) is pineapple on pizza. Steve and Tabby always have a dad-daughter pizza night whenever they can 😄

Matthew Park-Tennyson

(FC: Han Hyun Min)

• Matt is the youngest, but ironically is the one who loves to pamper everyone and bake them cookies.

• He will ABSOLUTELY make all the treats, for any house party, by hand.

• He loves baking! He picked it up from Steve, of course, and is the only person who has the privilege of knowing exactly how to recreate his dad's lemon bars.

• He also picked up knitting and crocheting at some point as a stress buster. He often makes cute little things with those skills for not just the family but their larger family (the cousins, the group etc) too.

Family HCs:

• The Park-Tennysons eventually relocate to Cedar Rest sometime between the years of Josh's entry into the household and Tabitha's birth.

• All the kids have a sweet tooth so don't be surprised when food wars erupt just coz they ran out of chocolate lol

Tagging @nadiaparkappreciationweek and @sazanes for NPAD 2023!

#nadia park #perfect match #nadiaparkappreciationday #NPAD #NPAD 2023 #lizzybeth1986 #content: headcanon

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drpaulsinstituteseo · 9 months ago

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Exploring Laser Training: Aesthetic vs. Medical - Understanding the Distinctions

With the revolution of the latest innovations in the aesthetic industry, people are embracing new technology to make themselves look good. The prospect of existing career opportunities of laser training has made them a popular choice for individuals who seek a transformative look. Laser training has opened two distinct career choices: Aesthetic Laser Training Courses & Medical Laser Training Courses. These exciting fields have brought unique advantages along with them.

Let's embark on the laser world to see the distinctions that make them so special.

Aesthetic Laser Training Courses

This laser training course will foster confidence; a diploma in aesthetic laser training is based on the principle of transforming the look of an individual and giving them a feeling of satisfaction. This laser technology field will help the individual to enhance their complexion, which will boost their self-esteem. Just imagine if you choose this course, you can make the individuals experience comfort and confidence when they look at themselves in the mirror. Aesthetic laser professionals will conduct laser treatments, which include pigmentation, body contouring, and anti-aging treatment.

Medical Laser Training Courses

Medical Laser Training is far away from the world of beauty, it lays its importance on healing and strengthening health priorities. This respective field is for those who can use lasers to treat a plethora of health conditions. For instance, medical laser experts can assist in surgical procedures, vision correction, and many other health-related medical conditions. Medical Laser Training acts as a connecting bridge between technology and healthcare services.

Education & Training Of These Two Exciting Streams

Aesthetic Laser Training Course

There is a huge difference between these two streams. Aesthetic laser training does not need any formal education. A diploma or certificate obtained through a training course can make you get employed in the beauty world. Dr Pauls Institute is a renowned institute that offers a diploma in aesthetic laser training course that will provide the requisite skills and training to start your journey in the field of laser cosmetics.

Medical Laser Training Course

Medical Laser Training, on the other hand, requires more formal and comprehensive education. Those who want to be aspiring professionals should have a license as doctors or nurses. The specialized medical laser training is designed specifically for use in medical health treatments.

Probable Workplaces

Aesthetic Laser Training Course

You can work as a laser expert in a skin care clinic, beauty salon or wellness center.

Medical Laser Training

The professionals who get the Medical Laser training find their careers growing in hospitals, medical clinics, and eye hospitals.

The Art of Treatment

Aesthetic Laser Training

In the aesthetic world, the job is to remove unwanted facial hair, acne treatments, or wrinkle reduction.

Medical Laser Training

This field revolves around the medical sector, so the professionals should be ready to face critical health-related issues. For instance, the removal of a tumor or correcting the vision will significantly impact the health and well-being of an individual.

Safety Comes First

Both aesthetic laser training courses and medical laser training courses aim at the safety of an individual. The doctors or nurses undergoing the medical laser training should be more diligent and careful because the life of a person is directly involved. So precision is the order of the day, so they abide by strict safety procedures.

Your Future Career: Time To Shine

Aesthetic Laser Training

A diploma in aesthetic laser training can lead to opportunities like becoming a beauty therapist or a laser technician. A skin care therapist can offer wonderful guidance to individuals who seek to look their best.

Medical Laser Training

You can easily venture into medical laser training, which will open new ways as a successful laser surgeon, an ophthalmologist, or a medical laser technician. Skilled professionals can treat severe health disorders and make an individual have a better life.

The Choice Depends On You

To embark on the journey through the aesthetic laser training course or make a successful career in the health industry through medical laser training rests on your shoulders. Both the opportunities are rewarding and open new doors to help individuals transform their lives.

Through laser training, you have all the world open its arms to embrace you. Whether you choose between the two laser career options in the world of health or beauty is a decision that you should make. The choice is yours, and both streams promise to offer you amazing experiences to make individuals feel better.

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endoscopybasavanagudi · 1 year ago

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Finding The Right Gastroenterologist In Bangalore

Gastrointestinal problems can be a cause of fundamental soreness and can affect our standard of well-being. Whether one experiencing digestive problems, abdominal aches, or any other concerns related to your gastrointestinal device, it's critical to seek advice from a certified and skilled gastroenterologist in Bangalore. With numerous professionals to be had in the town, finding the right healthcare professional may be a daunting challenge.

First and most importantly, it's far crucial to apprehend the qualifications and understanding of the gastroenterologist you are considering. Look for medical doctors who have completed their scientific levels from legitimate institutions and feature specialized schooling in gastroenterology. Board certifications and affiliations with esteemed medical associations are indicators of their credibility and commitment to imparting exceptional care. Additionally, a good gastroenterologist ought to have a considerable amount of enjoyment in diagnosing and treating a huge variety of digestive problems.

When attempting to find a gastroenterologist in Jayanagar, don't forget the area and accessibility of their medical institution. It is positive to pick out a doctor whose medical institution is quite simply located in or near your area. This will save effort and time when you have to attend everyday appointments or in case of emergencies. For individuals living in Jayanagar and Basavanagudi, it's far more beneficial to find a gastroenterologist who is within proximity to those areas.

Another vital component to recall is the recognition and patient opinions of the gastroenterologist. Reading testimonials and comments from preceding sufferers can give you insight into the medical doctor's treatment method and patient delight. Online systems, clinical forums, and social media businesses can offer a wealth of facts and private reviews. Look for wonderful opinions concerning the medical doctor's verbal exchange talents, attentiveness, and average effectiveness in providing appropriate remedies.

In addition to qualifications and critiques, it's far vital to assess the centers and generation to be had in the gastroenterologist's health facility. A properly geared-up clinic with superior diagnostic equipment can make certain accurate and efficient analyses. Look for clinics that provide services including endoscopy, colonoscopy, and different applicable processes. Access to these facilities can help in acquiring a complete assessment of the condition and eventually receiving appropriate remedies.

It's miles important to discover a gastroenterologist who demonstrates empathy and compassion towards their sufferers. Digestive issues may be sensitive and might require open and honest verbal exchange between the medical doctor and patient. A caring and understanding gastroenterologist will listen to your concerns, solve your questions, and involve you in the selection-making procedure. Feeling cushty and confident with your selected doctor is essential for a positive healthcare enjoy.

Finding the right gastroenterologist in Basavanagudi, Jayanagar, and Bangalore, calls for cautious consideration of their qualifications, area, recognition, facilities, and patient-targeted method.

#gastroenterologist in Bangalore #gastroenterologist in Jayanagar #gastroenterologist in Basavanagudi

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#JamesDonaldson On #MentalHealth – Ozempic, Other GLP-1 #Drugs Under Safety Review For Risk Of #SuicidalThoughts

Ozempic and other GLP-1 drugs are currently under safety review in several countries after a small number of cases have reported an increase in #suicidalthoughts while taking the medications - GLP-1 drugs like Ozempic, Wegovy, and Trulicty are under safety review following reports that the medications may cause #suicidalideation. - The risk of #suicidalthoughts is not currently listed as a potential side effect of GLP-1 drugs. - A handful of cases have reported #suicidalthoughts and #self-harming #behavior in people using GLP-1 medications. - Research shows no evidence of a direct cause between GLP-1 #drugs and #suicidalideation. Semaglutide (sold under the brand names Ozempic and Wegovy) as well as other GLP-1 medications that can aid with #weightloss are currently under safety review for the potential risk of increasing #suicidalthoughts. Following a relatively small number of cases reporting #suicidalthoughts and #self-harming #behavior in people using GLP-1 receptor agonists, agencies in Canada, Europe, and the United Kingdom are assessing whether the side effect is caused by the medication or is associated with underlying conditions. Suicidal thoughts are not currently listed as a potential side effect of Ozempic, according to the U.S. Food and Drug Administration’s drug label and the EU product information. Along with Ozempic and Wegovy, here are some other GLP-1 #drugs currently under review: - AstraZeneca’s medication exenatide (Bydureon) - Eli Lilly’s dulaglutide (Trulicity) - Sanofi’s lixisenatide - Sanofi’s Soliqua “GLP-1 receptor agonists have been used to treat type 2 diabetes for more than 15 years and for treatment of #obesity for 8 years, including Novo Nordisk products such as semaglutide and liraglutide that have been on the market for more than 10 years,” Novo Nordisk, Ozempic’s manufacturer, said in a statement. Semaglutide is the active medical ingredient in Ozempic. “The safety data collected from large clinical trial programs and post-marketing surveillance have not demonstrated a causal association between semaglutide or liraglutide and suicidal and #self-harming thoughts,” the company said. Ozempic and other GLP-1 drugs are not directly linked with #suicidalideation #James Donaldson notes:Welcome to the “next chapter” of my life… being a voice and an advocate for #mentalhealthawarenessandsuicideprevention, especially pertaining to our younger generation of students and student-athletes.Getting men to speak up and reach out for help and assistance is one of my passions. Us men need to not suffer in silence or drown our sorrows in alcohol, hang out at bars and strip joints, or get involved with drug use.Having gone through a recent bout of #depression and #suicidalthoughts myself, I realize now, that I can make a huge difference in the lives of so many by sharing my story, and by sharing various resources I come across as I work in this space. #http://bit.ly/JamesMentalHealthArticleFind out more about the work I do on my 501c3 non-profit foundationwebsite www.yourgiftoflife.org Order your copy of James Donaldson's latest book,#CelebratingYourGiftofLife: From The Verge of Suicide to a Life of Purpose and Joy www.celebratingyourgiftoflife.com “At this time, GLP-1 drugs like Ozempic have not been directly linked or even evaluated for a potential link to #suicidalideations,” said Dr. Mirela Loftus, PhD, medical director for Newport Healthcare. “There has been no causal effect documented in any literature,” said Dr. Steven Batash, FACG, a gastroenterologist currently affiliated with NYU Medical Center, Lenox Hill Hospital, and NewYork-Presbyterian Hospital to Healthline. Batash provides endoscopic weight loss procedures or non-surgical #weightloss. He adds that in his practice, he hasn’t come across anyone experiencing #suicidalthoughts after taking a GLP-1 receptor agonist. “The manufacturers deny that #suicidalthoughts were reported during their trials,” said Dr. Jodie Pepin, clinical pharmacy program director at Harbor Health and an assistant professor of pharmacy at the University of Texas in Austin. “As far as the newly reported #suicidalthoughts possibly related to the GLP-1s, there will have to be an abundance of evidence that proves causation, not just correlation,” she said. Pepin also explains that millions of people have taken these medications, and the more people who take them, the more likely these side effects will show up. “The numbers of #suicidalthoughts are relatively small compared to the number of prescriptions written for these medications,” she adds. “The population who takes these medications have comorbidities or underlying conditions that may influence their response to drugs,” she tells Healthline. Examples include pre-existing #mentalhealthconditions like #depression or comorbidities like heart disease, which can often be associatedTrusted Source with #depression, she adds. “These responses may have little or nothing to do with the medication they are taking,” she said. What to know before taking GLP-1 medications Be sure to discuss your concerns about side effects from GLP-1 drugs with your #doctor. GLP-1s are intended for people with higher BMIs GLP-1 medications mimic the hunger hormones that suppress appetite and promote satiety or a feeling of fullness. “We have to remember that medications like Ozempic and Wegovy are meant for people who are over a BMI of 30 or 27 with one comorbidity,” said Batash. “These medications are frequently used off-label for people who are below a 27 BMI,” he adds. “Please remember that these medications got approved for weight loss only recently and we don’t know long-term side effects of these medications and dosages that are currently taken for weight loss,” he told Healthline. Black box warnings provide crucial safety information about GLP-1 drugs Pepin said the safety warnings around the GLP-1 drugs are very explicit in the prescribing information. “A Black Box Warning, or the most serious type of warning that can be included in prescribing information, is common among these medications,” she said. The FDA warning is to avoid these GLP-1 agonist medications if you have a history of or a family history of: - medullary thyroid cancer because the GLP-1s may cause an increased risk of this type of cancer - pancreatitis, so it is recommended to avoid the #drugs in people with a history of pancreatitis or at risk of pancreatitis “Side effects of these medications can be pretty severe, and if your quality of life is affected, you should look for other methods that can help you lose weight,” said Batash. GLP-1s are not a sustainable long-term solution for #weightloss Batash said these medications are not a long-term solution for #weightloss unless you are willing to commit to a lifetime of taking them. He also said you will need to consider the cost of medication use over a long period of time, asking yourself if it makes sense to spend large amounts of money to use medication that may not be medically necessary. Pepin agrees. “People should consider the cost of the #drugs because they are very expensive, particularly when taken for #weightloss.” “Very few, if any, insurance companies will pay for them,” she said. What to do if you have #suicidalthoughts while taking Ozempic or other GLP-1 #drugs “You should always be aware and be well-informed of all possible side effects of medications you are taking,” said Batash. “It is important to be under medical supervision while taking any of the medications but especially ones that can affect your #mentalhealth,” he added. “If you feel like you might be experiencing any of the side effects listed for medications that you are taking, it is important to inform your medical provider immediately.” There are a few more things to consider if you’re taking a GLP-1 medication and experiencing suicidal thinking. First, Pepin recommends the person call a #suicidehotline or their #therapist if they have one, immediately. If you or your loved one experiences #suicidalthoughts, thoughts of #self-harm, or extreme #hopelessness, call the #NationalSuicidePreventionLifeline, for free and confidential support at #988. Then, Pepin suggests that the person contact their provider as soon as possible and have a discussion regarding the continuation or discontinuation of the #drug. “The provider can look at the individual’s health history and comorbidities to determine, if in their clinical judgment, it is prudent to continue the medication or not,” she said. “A risk-benefit analysis should also be done to aid in this situation,” said Pepin. Batash echoes this, noting that it’s important for any #physician who is prescribing these medications to do a screening. “A #patient who has history of having #mentalhealthissues or experience #suicidalthoughts should not be prescribed GLP-1 agonists for #weightloss or #diabetes and should be strongly cautioned about potential side effects,” said Batash. 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Significance Of Lanyard Card Holders

Lanyard are assisting with making work environments, schools, and public structures more secure with lanyard holders that can be utilized to show an individual's ID. In this blog, we investigate the significance of lanyard card holders, and take a gander at where they may be utilized and what your choices are with regards to tweaking them.

What are lanyard connections?

A lanayard is a slight piece of texture that is worn around the neck in a circle. The material (typically polyester) can be variety coordinated and printed with a logo or message that mirrors your organization's visual character.

They likewise accompany security breaks fitted, yet we can supply them without assuming you like. Wellbeing breaks are intended to snap to forestall stifling in the event that the lanyard is at any point pulled or gets found out on something.

Custom lanyard are perfect for raising brand mindfulness, which makes them well known with advertisers, yet their usefulness goes past promoting. You can likewise browse a scope of helpful clasps and connections that provide your lanayard another motivation.

Every one of our lanyard accompany a metal trigger clasp as standard, however you can browse others, for example, a split ring, a carabiner, a lobster paw, a Japan snare, or a crocodile cut.

From enjoyable to practical, there are an entire scope of lanyard connections, however our most famous is the lanyard card holder. This inflexible plastic connection can hold an ID card the size of a Mastercard, which can be worn around the neck for full perceivability.

Why utilize a lanyard card holder?

lanyard card holders are staggeringly pragmatic - they offer workers and understudies an approach to conveying their ID so it's noticeable all the time without them digging into their pack or pocket to bring it out at whatever point they're inquired.

It gives security groups (and different representatives) the capacity to recognize individuals at a speedy look and promise themselves that the wearer is qualified for be there. Whether it's a working environment, a school, or a diversion scene, this degree of safety is expected to guard everybody.

As well as being unimaginably valuable for security, lanyard card holders likewise give consolation to individuals utilizing a help. In a clinic or care home, for instance, it's soothing to know the main name of the individual taking care of you or your cherished one.

Having the option to call out to somebody by them adds a truly necessary human touch!

Where a worker's ID serves as their key lanyard, having it on a lanyard gives them simple admittance to it at whatever point they need it. What's more, they're ensured not to fail to remember it when they move between various region of a structure.

Where are lanyard card holders utilized?

lanyard card holders are utilized where security is significant, and an individual's character should be noticeable constantly. We've selected these spots as specific illustrations, however there are some more:

schools, universities, and colleges

essential medical care settings (a specialists medical procedure or clinic)

care homes/other comparable settings

government workplaces and committee structures

other huge business workplaces

air terminals

crisis administrations for example a police building, fire station and so forth.

Schools and other instructive settings are genuine instances of where just individuals who have passed specific security checks ought to be nearby, which is the reason lanyard card holders are so well known in this area.

At Just lanyard, we are glad to work with a few of Delhi's instructive establishments, including the university of Delhi and Delhi College, where understudies and staff are spread across grounds in various pieces of the city.

What are your printing choices?

Our lanyard card holders are accessible in one or the other scene or representation, and you can decide to have one side open - or both.

We likewise offer a completely encased lanyard holder for those events where you want a lanyard card holder to convey a participation card, key card or ID card however it needn't bother with to be noticeable.

Your choices initially - lanyard card holders

open on one side,

open the two sides,

or then again completely encased

You can exploit the space on one side of your lanyard holder by having it printed with your logo or another plan. Utilizing your Pantone or RGB variety references, we can print your logo to precisely match your image's visual character.

Very much like the lanyard material itself - which can likewise be printed - this is an optimal chance to utilize a space that sounds left clear.

Customized lanyard make incredible limited time instruments since they are seen by different individuals any place the wearer goes. The more helpful your lanyard is, the almost certain it is to be worn once more, giving your image more openness.

The option in contrast to a lanyard card holder

As well as lanyard card holders, we likewise supply clear PVC pockets that fit collapsed paper and lanyards. These connections are great for holding brief recognizable proof, similar to the benevolent you could print to provide for a guest.

They can be utilized with most cord clasps, and they likewise work with twofold finished fashioner lanyards.

PVC pockets are well known at meetings, career expos, and systems administration occasions for showing participants' business lanyards, and they can be utilized for holding celebrity passes and tickets at occasions, similar to live events.

The delicate, adaptable pockets arrive in a scope of sizes from Visa measured (92 x 57mm scene) up to A6 (152 x 135mm scene or representation), and they can be uniquely designed in a size to suit you.

With regards to picking the right custom lanyard connection, we don't anticipate that you should be a specialist - that is where we come in. At Just lanyard, we have long stretches of involvement with assisting clients with picking the right answer for their organization, image, or occasion.

Lanyard are assisting with making work environments, schools, and public structures more secure with card holders that can be utilized to show an individual's ID. In this blog, we investigate the significance of Lanyard card holders, and take a gander at where they may be utilized and what your choices are with regards to tweaking them.

What are lanyard connections?

Every one of our lanyard accompany a metal trigger clasp as standard, however you can browse others, for example, a split ring, a carabiner, a lobster paw, a Japan snare, or a crocodile cut.

Why utilize a lanyard card holder?

Having the option to call out to somebody by them adds a truly necessary human touch!

Where are lanyard card holders utilized?

schools, universities, and colleges

essential medical care settings (a specialists medical procedure or clinic)

care homes/other comparable settings

government workplaces and committee structures

other huge business workplaces

air terminals

crisis administrations for example a police building, fire station and so forth.

What are your printing choices?

Our lanyard card holders are accessible in one or the other scene or representation, and you can decide to have one side open - or both.

Your choices initially - lanyard card holders

open on one side,

open the two sides,

or then again completely encased

Very much like the lanyard material itself - which can likewise be printed - this is an optimal chance to utilize a space that sounds left clear.

The option in contrast to a lanyard card holder

They can be utilized with most cord clasps, and they likewise work with twofold finished fashioner lanyards.

#lanyardcardholder #lanyardcardholdernearme #lanyard #customizedlanyardcardholder #bestlanyardcardholder #personalisedcardholder

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draftmare · 2 years ago

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Some of you may have noticed the sudden lack of pony on the blog lately, and it’s because unfortunately we have been working through some soundness issues that cropped up while I was off for my surgery. Vet has been out twice now. First time around we did a full lameness eval and imaging on her left stifle. Imaging showed not a huge difference between the left and right, but vet recommended we go ahead with injecting the stifle to see if we could get the lameness under control. At that point the lameness eval was showing a bit of a “chicken and egg” relationship between her being sore in her loin and lame in her stifle.

After 10-ish days she was looking just as lame as she had looked at the eval, so I reached out to the vet again. 10 days was when I was told I would start to know if the injection was going to be the “magic cure” we were hoping for. Vet recommended we x-ray the hock and go from there, so we set that up. On Saturday (three-weeks post injection) I noticed a significant improvement in soundness on the lunge line, but still not 100%. Monday the vet came out. Hock x-rays showed fairly normal hocks for a 14 year old. There were some minor changes, but no smoking gun, and nothing worth injecting. We also ruled out soft tissue injury based on other clinical presentations/signs. Vet noted that she felt Sydney was significantly more sore in her loin area than she has been at the initial lameness eval and suggested chiropractic adjustment and acupuncture treatment. She then gave me her blessing to ride the following day to see if things had progressed at all.

The ride on Tuesday (yesterday) Sydney felt great walk/trot (she had looked and felt great this entire time at the walk and trot), but canter still felt like garbage, so obviously still not sound. Not that I was expecting one chiro adjustment to fix all of our problems. Vet wants me to get a massage therapist involved and to also have my saddle triple checked by my saddle fitter. We think my swap to the Bates dressage saddle (it has now been side lined and I am back in the County for any test riding/light riding) may be our smoking gun, maybe, or maybe we are both just grasping at straws because the imaging for the entire leg is coming back squeaky clean. Our only other option, really, is to start blocking that leg and Sydney HATES needles near that leg. Like, has to be stoned out of her mind before a needle can get near that leg, and horses have to be fully awake during blocking procedures (she partially degloved that leg several years ago, and then re-injured it in THE EXACT SAME SPOT because WTF HOW two more times that required stitches and is now a pill about needles near her hind legs).

#equestrian blogging #horsblr #horse update

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19 - Zahir and Dylan

"Are we ready for this?"

Dylan gazes across the café table at his husband. They haven't said anything to each other in the last five minutes, but despite there being no thread of conversation, Dylan doesn't need to ask what Zahir is talking about. Zahir has that look on his face that he always gets when he's thinking hard about something; a distracted frown and a crease between his brows.

"It's a little too late to ask that question now, don't you think?" Dylan says. "I mean, we had the procedure yesterday."

Dylan still can't get over how easy the whole thing had been. He'd been preparing himself mentally for a major production, but the implantation procedure had actually turned out to be quick and straightforward. He and Zahir had arrived at the clinic for his appointment at two in the afternoon, and they were home again by half-past four. By five, Dylan was tucked into bed and sleeping like a rock, inexplicably exhausted, but largely unharmed as far as he could tell.

At the clinic, one of the staff had gotten Dylan settled in a room that didn't look all that different from a regular hospital room. They let Zahir help him undress and change into a thing like a backwards hospital gown that closed in the front, and then they'd given him a light sedative. Once the drugs had kicked in and he was way more chilled out than he'd ever been in his life, someone else came along to escort him to the room where the procedure would be performed.

Zahir was allowed to stay with him the entire time, and the local anesthetic Dr. Zira gave him made it so he could barely move the lower half of his body and couldn't feel a thing. The nurse put up some sort of curtain — Zahir said it was called a surgical drape — and they were both spared having to witness Dr. Zira inserting a needle into Dylan's stomach. Zahir stroked his hair and sang quietly to him and generally tried to keep him distracted, although Dylan suspected it was more to calm himself. Dylan was so mellow at that point, he couldn't have cared less what the doctor was doing to him.

No more than twenty minutes later, Dylan was back in his little room, resting and waiting for the drugs to wear off enough to satisfy Dr. Zira that it was okay for Zahir to take him home.

"I still can't believe you're not experiencing anything they said you would," Zahir says. "It's been twenty-four hours. Do you think this means it didn't work?"

"No." Dylan takes a bite of cake that undoubtedly qualifies as impolite. Around the mouthful, he says, "It's literally been less than twenty-four hours, Zahir. I think it's too soon to tell if it worked or not."

"Are you sure you're not feeling ill or anything? No fever or fatigue or pains in your belly?"

"You know I was feeling tired right after they did it, but the only pain in my stomach was from being absolutely freakin' starving this morning, after not being allowed to eat all day yesterday. I'm still mad that I couldn't find a place to order a pizza before eleven o'clock in the morning."

"If you're like this now, what are you going to be like when the pregnancy cravings start?" Zahir teases.

"I'll be super extra mad when I can't get a takeaway pizza before eleven in the morning," Dylan tells him. "And to answer your other question, I think we're ready. If we're not ready now, we're never going to be. Obviously, there's gonna be a huge learning curve, so I guess we're not prepared in the technical sense, but emotionally and physically and financially, I know we've got this."

"If you're confident..."

"You know what your problem is? You worry too much about everything," Dylan says. "You gotta be more Zen."

Zahir laughs. "You know this is why you're the one who's having the baby, right? I'd be a wreck if it were me."

"I know," Dylan says. "Me? I just roll with whatever."

"I'm glad you do," Zahir says.

Dylan smiles around another bite of cake. "You need my calming influence."

"I do," Zahir concedes.

"We balance each other, 'cause I need your organizational skills. Imagine what a mess I'd be without you."

"You're still a mess, even with me." Zahir picks up his napkin, reaches across the small table and wipes a bit of icing off Dylan's face. "Honestly, Dylan. Why are you like this?"

Dylan catches Zahir's hand before he can pull it back. "Are you complaining?"

"How did you even get frosting on you, that far from your mouth?"

"It's a talent," Dylan says. "This cake is awesome, by the way."

"I suppose it wouldn't do any good for me to remind you that you're going to have to start eating healthier after this. No more lunches that are just cake, coffee and soft drinks."

"You're not going to try to talk me into eating celery or something, are you? Also, just so you know, pizza covers all four of the major food groups, so it's technically healthy. Even if you won't let me have cake, you can't say no to pizza."

"Well, I could, but I'm afraid you'd make me sleep on the sofa if I tried."

Dylan tilts his head, pretending to think this over. "Tough choice there," he says. "Pizza, or sleeping in the same bed as my fabulously sexy husband. I choose... pizza."

Zahir groans. "That's it. We're getting a divorce."

Dylan laughs out loud. "You dumbass. You know I love you way more than pizza. Besides, who's going to sing me to sleep if you're downstairs on the sofa? I'd have to come down there and try to sleep with you."

"I don't think that'd work very well."

"Yeah, 'cause my wide butt wasn't made for sleeping on narrow couches. So, of course I'm going to choose you over pizza, because I want my big comfy bed and I want you in it," Dylan says. "But, I still want a little pizza on the side."

Zahir shakes his head. "How did I end up married to such an adorable idiot?"

"It's your own fault. You were the one who asked me, remember? And then we did that big thing where your family had to meet me and give their approval and stuff. I felt like maybe I was marrying them, too. Remember how your grandmother was super confused, and she was all, 'Zahir, your girlfriend looks like a man'. I nearly hurt myself trying not to laugh."

"Wait until she hears you're pregnant," Zahir says.

"I'm not officially pregnant yet," Dylan reminds him. "We still have to wait ten days and then go for the scan or whatever, to see for sure if the implants worked or not."

"Are you hoping both of them will work?"

"Oh, hell no," Dylan says. "I'm cool with one baby, but I think I'd struggle with two. We could manage two somehow, but I'll be more than satisfied with just one. Anyway, we shouldn't worry about it too much. You remember what Dr. Zira said. If one implants, the other usually doesn't."

"Right," Zahir says. "We shouldn't tell anyone anything until after we get all the results from your scan, I guess."

"Yeah, I think it'd be best to wait," Dylan agrees. "Just in case it doesn't work at all, although I'm positive it's going to. After we know, then we can tell your grandmother and everyone else in our families."

"My grandmother's reaction is going to be priceless, I think."

"I almost want to go for a visit and tell her in person, just to see," says Dylan. "That's probably kind of mean, though, isn't it? Laughing at an old lady's expense."

"Probably most of my family won’t really believe it," says Zahir. "Even if we show them the images from your first scan when the time comes, I doubt they'll be convinced. I think they're actually going to have to see you with a belly."

"You mean, with more of a belly than I have now? It might be a while before anybody believes it, if that's the only thing they're going by," Dylan says. "On the plus side, I might get to avoid a few awkward conversations with people at work for a while. Those nerds have no filters."

"I thought you were going to start working from home."

"Only if I don't feel good. Like, I'm totally not interested in puking in the men's room at the office every morning. If I'm going to lose my breakfast, I'd rather not do it in a public washroom. Oh, and let's not forget the potential dizziness and fainting. Passing out at work? No thanks."

"Fair enough," Zahir says. "No tough guy stuff, though, okay? If you aren't feeling well, I really want you to stay home too."

"Since when have I ever tried to be a tough guy when I'm sick? The first time I have even a hint of an upset stomach in the morning, I'm exercising my option to do remote work. And then I'm gonna put on my dragon onesie and lie in bed with my laptop like the lazy person I am, and be super whiny and dramatic about how terrible I feel.”

"I’m still waiting for the day when I see you get dramatic over anything,” Zahir remarks. “Also, you’re the only adult I know who can unironically wear a onesie."

"Dude, I was built for clothing without waistbands. Overalls, onesies, bathrobes... you know. I'm legitimately going to use pregnancy as an excuse to dress like a slob. It's gonna be great."

Zahir gives him an amused look. "I'm glad you're taking this so well."

"I'm ready for it, like I said," Dylan says. "Anyway, what's the point in being stressed out? Whatever is going to happen, will happen. I don't think we'll have too many problems, but if we do, we'll deal with them as they come up."

"We should plan ahead a little bit, though," says Zahir.

"Yeah, of course we're going to plan stuff. There's still a lot to figure out, but none of it is urgent and none of it is worth losing sleep over."

"I doubt anybody else is handling this as well as you."

"What do you mean, anybody else?" Dylan asks. "Who else is there, besides you and me?"

"No, I didn't mean who's handling it better between the two of us," says Zahir. "Obviously, that’s you. But, I was thinking about the support group. Do you think any of the others are as calm as you?"

Dylan shrugs. "No idea, but I guess we'll find out tomorrow."

"If you're feeling up to it."

"There's no reason to think I won't be," Dylan says. "I'm completely fine right now. If I was going to have any of the side effects the doctor said I'd have, I think I'd have them by now, so I'm sure it'll be all good."

"Are you nervous about meeting the other people in the group?"

"Not really. Are you?"

"A little bit," Zahir admits. "I just keep imagining what they’ll be like. I wonder what sort of people decide to have this procedure."

"You mean, besides fat, nerdy white dudes and their smokin' hot partners?"

Zahir makes an undignified snorting sound while trying to suppress a laugh. "Do you ever take anything seriously?"

"You know I do," Dylan says. "I take this very seriously. I just have a philosophical objection to being boring, that's all."

"My love, you will never be boring."

Even after all the years they've been together, Dylan still melts a little every time Zahir calls him 'my love'. He recalls the first time, lying on a beach on the island of Sulani during spring break of their final year of university. They'd already been seeing each other for nearly three years at that point. Dylan knew he was in love with Zahir only a few months after they'd met, but it'd evidently taken Zahir a bit longer to come to the realization that he loved Dylan, and longer still for the typically reserved Zahir to say so out loud. When he finally did, though, Dylan felt it'd been absolutely worth waiting for.

Later that year, during Winterfest, Zahir asked Dylan to marry him. Dylan didn't hesitate to say yes. They had a long engagement, but they'd wanted their wedding to be perfect, and for that, they'd needed to save money. In March of the year they were both turning twenty-five, they returned to Sulani to say their vows on that same golden beach, with their families and close friends looking on.

Dylan marvels at the fact that they celebrated their eighth anniversary only a few months ago. Everything about their relationship is astounding to him, if he stops and thinks about it. Sometimes he's still shocked that of all the people Zahir could've had, he's the one Zahir ended up with. Beautiful, posh, sexy, talented Zahir had all the choice in the world, and he chose the chubby geek from the trailer park with no grace or sense of style.

But, if he's learned anything at all from being with Zahir, it's that real love goes deeper than what's on the surface. To outsiders, he supposes that he and Zahir couldn't possibly appear any more different, and a lot of people likely look at them and try to figure out how they even got together. The truth that he and Zahir know is that they're connected on a level that transcends social or economic class, cultural background, upbringing, or any of their physical characteristics. They understand each other in ways that no one else ever could, and they have similar views on humanity and the world. They have shared goals, and they recognize that each of them needs the other's support to reach those goals.

They are a team. Dylan never wants that to change.

"You know something?" Dylan says. "I feel like the luckiest person in the universe right now."

"Oh?" says Zahir. "Because of the baby?"

"Because of you," Dylan says. "There wouldn't be the slightest chance of a baby without you. But, even if this doesn't work, even if we never have kids at all, you'll still be here."

Zahir smiles. "You know how some people are always asking their partner for reassurance that they'll be with them forever, no matter what? I love that you never do that."

"I don't need to do that. You're not going anywhere. I know you care about me too much to leave me, regardless of what's going on in our lives."

"You are the most amazing person," Zahir says. "I hope you know that, too."

Dylan feels himself blushing at this praise. "I guess it's a matter of perspective."

"Well, from my perspective, you're brave and confident and a lot stronger than I would be in this situation.”

"Because I've got you beside me," Dylan says. "We're doing this together."

"Absolutely," says Zahir. "Every step of the way."

"I wonder if the other people in our group can say that?"

"I don't know," Zahir says. "I hope so. I can't begin to imagine making this huge a decision without knowing your partner is with you one hundred percent, but then again, not everyone is like us. Maybe some people are okay with taking extreme risks."

"I hate to think what their futures will look like."

"Then, try not to," Zahir says. "Let's just focus on ours. We've got enough to do on our own. Everyone else can sort themselves out.

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Starlight || (Ezra x Reader) || {Moonbeams}

Title: Starlight Rating: PG-13 Length: 4,000 Warnings: Angst, mentions of medical procedures, mentions of pregnancy, brief conversation about abortion, and some more angst. Notes: Casual reminder that I do not write stories with plans in mind, I simply let the muses guide the story as I write. I’m fortunate that my mind litters in allusions and foreshadowing that I can pick up on later. This is one of those chapters where a lot of foreshadowing comes full circle. I’m super nervous that this chapter will lose my readers, but I’ve simply allowed the story to flow how it wanted to. Also shoutout to anyone who gets the extremely obscure British history reference in here. Part ten of the Moonbeams series.

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Leaving Lykaois hadn’t been nearly as difficult as previous departures with Shiva accompanying you back to the Block. Not to mention having a way to communicate with Ezra when you were off-world really softened the issue of distance. You could go to sleep listening to him read to you, just like he was laying beside you in your bed.

The only real downside to returning to the Block was Shiva all but forcing you to visit the medic. You felt fine. You really did. But apparently dying, coming back to life, and losing your memory warranted an immediate visit to get poked and prodded by the resident medic on the Block.

It wasn’t as though you could tell the medic you were visiting because you had mental confusion related to dying. So you made up some excuse about feeling fatigued after being off-world. That wasn’t even a lie, technically.

The medic tutted quietly as she scanned through the results on her datapad, “Were you aware that your stim was deactivated?”

“What?” You jerked your head to the left to stare at the woman. “What do you mean it’s deactivated?”

She glanced up at you briefly before looking back at that datapad, “A high voltage of electricity can sometimes cause the system to malfunction. Have you had any incidents during transport repairs?”

You felt like a bucket of cold water had been thrown over you. The only shock of electricity you had received had been before going to Ay-7 and Quinn—

“Well, this is different.” The medic stepped around the examination table with a perplexed expression. “The stim appears to have reported back to the manufacturer that it was disengaged due to expiration of the client.”

“Not because of an electrical current?” You questioned, your fingers curling around the edge of the table.

“It appears the stim registered a time of death just over a month ago.” The medic’s brows furrowed together as they looked up from the chart. “Were you sexually active during this period?”

“Uh, yeah.” You blinked, shaking your head. “I was.”

“Out of an abundance of caution, I would like to run a few more tests before we reactivate your stim.” She passed the datapad to you, “In the event that you have conceived due to a faulty stim, rest assured the corporation will billed for the termination of your pregnancy. You can just sign right there and we can handle that quite simply following a positive—“

You were quick to cut her off, “That won’t be necessary.” You couldn’t actually think that far ahead and if — and it was a huge if — it had occurred, you weren’t going to jump to that decision before telling Ezra.

“Alright, then select here.” She scrolled the screen down to a line that declined immediate intervention. “Sit back and relax. The test services AI will be with you shortly.” She offered you a kind smile. “I’m sure it’s nothing to be concerned with.”

What the hell were you going to do if you were pregnant?

Your hand drifted down to your stomach. Could you be? It wasn’t as though you and Ezra were the least bit careful — you thought your stim was functioning after all. There had never been any reason to be careful.

Thank the gods it hadn’t started malfunctioning before Ay-7. But you were probably working yourself up over nothing.

What if Ezra didn’t want it? In the past few months with him, children had never come up. Not to mention what you had learned about Sybil and Cora’s situation.

The door opened and the AI bot rolled into the room. You hated getting tests done at the clinic. Some of the missions you were assigned to would require full health panels before shipping out — you should’ve been used to it by now.

The bot took a vial of blood from you and started processing it within the hollow of its artificial chest, while commencing with various body scans.

“The medic will return shortly to provide you with results.” The bot’s grainy voice informed you, before it wheeled out of the room. Leaving you all alone with your thoughts again.

Could you even handle having a baby on your own if Ezra didn’t want any part in it? If things went sour with Ezra, you’d have to work your way back into the program and that wouldn’t be possible while pregnant.

If worse came to worse, you could probably find some kind of work on Ay-7.

It felt like an eternity before the medic returned to confirm that your anxiety wasn’t entirely misplaced. “Well, it would appear that in the short window of time between the malfunction and now, that you have conceived. Based on your hormone levels, I would safely guess implantation took place within the last two weeks. You’re in the very early stages of pregnancy.”

You weren’t even entirely certain you could understand the medic. She was speaking words, but you couldn’t really hear them.

“Should you and your partner choose to terminate, you have a few non-invasive options at this stage. I can provide you with a resource file or you and your partner can come back for an appointment together.”

“He’s off world.” You told the medic, resting your hand on your stomach. “Did everything look normal?”

“It’s too early to detect any defects with your fetus. While you do have slightly higher than average iron levels, it isn’t anything to be concerned by.” She assured you. “If you have any questions, you can login through the portal and get answers from one of our aides.”

“Thanks.” You said quietly as you slid off the exam table. When Shiva had convinced you to get checked out at the medic — this was the last thing you had imagined.

Pregnant.

You had never imagined yourself as a mother — not really. The program was a dangerous situation to be in, at the best of times. Pregnancy would’ve made you vulnerable and worse, it would’ve meant being vulnerable with someone who would’ve just screwed you over in the end.

Ezra wasn’t like that. But in reality, his situation didn’t really allow him to be like everyone that came before him. You knew where he was, you could come and go as you pleased, and you were his only connection to the world beyond Lykaois.

You had all of the control in the relationship. But this — this might’ve been more than he had bargained for. It was more than you had bargained for.

You’d had only a handful of months together, if you cobbled the days together and now…

How would Ezra react? You couldn’t picture him as a father. Even if the situation hadn’t been dire — if he wasn’t trapped on the moon, if there weren’t those that wanted to hurt you… Would he want to bring life into the world?

There was very little good in the galaxy. You knew more than a few people who had made sure that they could never bring life into the world.

You didn’t even know if you wanted it. It was such a fresh concept. A terrifying one at that.

Shiva looked up from the engine part they were reconfiguring. “There’s our Lazarus. How’d it go at the medic?”

Your hands went to your hips as you stared down at them, “Well…” You started. “My brain seems to be fine.”

“But?” They looked up at you, tossing a wrench aside as they got up. “There’s a but in there. What is it? Did you get fleas? Sexually transmitted disease?”

You snorted, “I definitely caught something from Ezra.”

Shiva’s brows furrowed together, “Caught what? Like the curse or…?”

You grimaced a little as you tried to find the right words to explain your situation. “Apparently my stim malfunctioned after whatever the guardians did to me and… I’m in the very early days of pregnancy.”

“Oh, sweet Yrica’s left tit.” Shiva swore. “Are you serious?”

“How early are we talking?” Quinn questioned as he strolled around the corner, his brows knit together with concern.

Your head snapped towards him, “What are you doing here?” You looked back at Shiva. “What is he doing here?”

“He’s in a bit of a rough patch.” Shiva shrugged.

“I’m avoiding a collector.” Quinn admitted, before his gaze fell to your stomach. “Back to the kid you’re gestating.”

“I wouldn’t be standing here talking about it if there was even a chance that it’s yours.” You snapped. “I’m about a month, I guess. It happened after I died…”

Shiva grimaced, “Not the post-death side effect I was expecting. What are you going to do?”

You rubbed at your forehead, sighing heavily. “I’m going to go back early and tell Ezra.”

“Can’t you just com him?” Quinn questioned.

You glared back over your shoulder at him, “I think it’s a face-to-face discussion.” You looked back at Shiva then. “What do you think?”

“I think it’s dangerous.” They admitted. “If what you told me about Proctor’s family is to be believed, then you might be giving birth to a werewolf.”

Quinn crunched loudly as he bit down on a crisp, “Does that mean you fucked the beast or does it just happen regardless?”

“Quinn.” Shiva sighed.

“What? Her life is a mess and I’m amused.” He hoisted himself up on the side of a fuel barrel, eating another crisp from the bag he had been snaking from.

“That’s not what happens with the beast.” You corrected him, before continuing. “It’s possible Cora was born a werewolf because her mother is. Maybe it won’t be the same for me?”

You couldn’t even believe that you were having this conversation.

Shiva clicked their tongue against their teeth. “I think your best bet is to go back to the medic and have it terminated, get your stim recalibrated, and move on with your life like it didn’t happen.”

“I’m telling Ezra before any of that happens.” You ghosted your hand over your stomach. “He deserves to know. He’s already lost so much, I’m not going to add to it.”

“What if he doesn’t want anything to do with you or it?” Shiva questioned. “Ezra seems like a good man, but we both know they can be shit.”

Quinn cleared his throat, “I would be happy to pretend your kid is mine. Not that I have much to offer.”

“Thanks.” You rolled your eyes. “I appreciate the offer, but I’m good.”

“And you’re certain about the timing?” Quinn questioned, tapping the heels of his boots against the metal side of the barrel.

“One hundred percent.” You assured him.

“Good. I really didn’t want to add child support to my debts.” Quinn shrugged dramatically. “I mean, it would certainly be a sacrifice I would be willing to make—“

“Why are you still here?” You questioned, picking up Shiva’s wrench and chucking it in his general direction. “Get out of here.”

“Easy. Easy.” Quinn tsked. “Pregnant women aren’t supposed to be stressed.”

“My stress would be relieved if you took a quick trip out of an airlock.” You shot back. “Can you make that happen?”

“Such hostility.” He laughed, crunching down on another crisp.

“When are you leaving?” Shiva questioned.

“As soon as I can pull my things together.” You rubbed at your temples. “This wasn’t in my plan.”

“It doesn’t have to be.” They reminded you. “You have options.”

“Trust me, I know.” You sighed, worrying at your bottom lip. “It’s just a lot to think about.” You gestured to your stomach. “I feel like I’m going to wake up any moment.”

Shiva stared at your stomach, “How do you feel?”

You shrugged, “Like it’s any other day.”

“And they’re certain?”

“Unfortunately,” You tugged your satchel off your shoulder, swinging it around to grab your datapad out. “I have everything right here. Blood test confirms it. They can’t do too much more until I’m further along.”

“Do you think it will be like it’s dear furry father?” Quinn questioned, tapping his heels against the barrel again. “Are you going to have a werewolf fetus wiggling around during the full moon?”

That made your stomach turn. “I don’t know.”

“Hey,” Shiva grabbed your arm. “We’ll figure this all out together.”

You smiled a little, “Thank you.”

“Do I get a thanks?” Quinn questioned, a little too jovially.

“Fuck off, Quinn.” You seethed. “Why are you still here?”

“I enjoy being a thorn in the side of my acquaintances. I’m also broke.” He shrugged. “Shiva’s letting me crash until things smooth over with a few connections.”

You gave Shiva a skeptical look.

“I like strays.” They walked past you to grab the wrench you had thrown at Quinn. “He’s occasionally useful.”

He grinned and gave you a thumbs up. “All jokes aside, I do recognize our ship has long since left the port.”

“There was never a ship.” You grumbled. “It was an escape pod. A badly banged up escape pod.”

Quinn wiggled his brows, “Ah, but you took that escape pod frequently.”

You rolled your eyes again, giving him an annoyed expression, before turning your attention back to Shiva. “Why?”

“He’s amusing.” They nudged you in the shoulder. “And you know it’s true.”

“Unfortunately.”

“So how do you think Ezra will react?” Quinn questioned. “I couldn’t really get a vibe from him.”

“Your guess is as good as mine.” You admitted, folding your arms across your chest. “We’ve never discussed children. We’ve never discussed what could’ve been situations.” You touched the spot on your arm where your faulty stim was. “We thought we were covered.”

“The oldest story ever told.” Quinn quipped.

Shiva finally looked annoyed, “Can you grab the manifold? It’ll be in the engine room somewhere.”

“Trying to get rid of me?”

You both turned to him with an in unison, “Yes.”

You sank back in the pilot’s seat, stretching your legs out in front of you while you waited for the com to connect. The connection buzzed a handful of times and you wondered if Ezra was dealing with the side effects of the full moon.

On the last buzz of the connection, he picked up.

“Sorry, moonbeam. I was in the fresher.” He drawled out, his voice just as warm as it was when you sat right beside him. “And as tempting as it is to use the com panel in the fresher…”

You laughed softly, chewing on your thumbnail as you tried to keep your tone as casual as possible. The last thing you wanted to do was to blurt out what you had to tell him.

Not that you could even think about the situation without feeling like you wanted a black hole to open up and swallow you whole.

“Did you hear me?” Ezra questioned.

“Sorry, yes.” You exhaled slowly. “Sorry.”

“You alright?”

“Just tired,” You lied. “And as tempting as it is to hear all about your time in the fresher, I’m not really in the mood tonight.”

“What are you in the mood for, little lamb?”

You rubbed at the crease between your brows, “I could really go for a quiet evening with some quality cuddling time.”

Ezra chuckled softly, “My bed feels rather empty without you.” He sighed a little. “What’s got you feeling down?”

“Nothing in particular,” You answered easily. “It’s just been a really long day. How have you been?”

“Alright.” He sighed a little. “I felt like this month was harder, you know? We managed last month and I had something to focus on. I’m a bit sore.”

“Sounds like you could use a quiet evening too.”

Ezra hummed. “It would certainly make things easier.” He was quiet for a moment before he added, “Are you sure you’re alright, moonbeam?”

“I will be as soon as I’m back on Lykaios with you.” You propped your chin up on the arm of the chair. “Which may actually be sooner than planned.”

“What?”

“I got everything together quicker than I anticipated.” You told him with a slight smile, even though he couldn’t see you. “I’m a few hours out.”

“That’s certainly a welcome surprise.” Ezra said warmly. “And what do I owe this surprise to?”

“I might miss you.” You teased lightly. “And I…”

You both fell silent for another long moment.

“And you, what?” Ezra sounded nervous and you didn’t blame him.

“Nothing.” You told him as you flipped on the autopilot and transferred the com connection to your datapad. “I want to wait until I get there.”

Ezra hummed curiously, “And you’re certain all is well?”

“Well, I managed to track down a book of Herrick’s poems for you.” You told him as you meandered down the corridor to your quarters. “Quinn sent along a book of Byron’s poems he had. I’m not sure what message that sends.”

“I think I know.” You rolled your eyes. “A different little lamb.”

He sighed heavily, “Are we certainly Quinn’s clever enough to make that connection?”

You snorted, “Touché.”

“I would actually be impressed.”

“It’s not unlikely,” You shrugged, kicking off your boots and sinking back onto your bed. “He used to be really obsessed with British history.”

“Interesting.” You could practically picture him grinding his teeth. “How long have you known Quinn?”

You thought for a second, “Early into the program. He’s just always been around.”

“And you never—“

“He doesn’t belong in the same box as Alia or Mars.” You assured him, “He was just a nice way to scratch the itch. You know?”

“Yeah.” Ezra sighed. “I suppose I can give him credit for owning Byron in the first place.”

You laughed, snorting a little at how begrudgingly he said it. “I miss you.”

“I miss you too.” He murmured. “Are you in bed?”

“I just laid down.” You told him, laying the datapad on the bed beside you. “Only one more sleep before I’m there with you.”

“Why are you coming back early? Don’t get me wrong, I’m elated, but… your hesitation earlier is going to keep me up tonight.”

“It’s something I’d prefer to discuss when I’m with you.”

“Wait, does this have to do with your trip to the medic?” Ezra questioned. “Did Shiva make you go?”

“It’s related to that.”

“Is something wrong? Fuck.” Ezra hissed out. “Moonbeam, just tell me. I’m going to worry an ulcer into my stomach before you arrive.”

“I wouldn’t call it wrong.” You sighed a little, trying to resist the urge to cry. You didn’t actually know if he would think it was “wrong”. He might.

“You can tell me.” His voice wavered. “If the guardians have hurt you, I’ll rip them limb from limb.”

“Ezra, please calm down.” You said lightly. “We’ll talk about it soon. I promise it’s not as bad as you’re thinking. I’m fine and I’ll be fine.”

He was quiet for a moment. “I don’t want to lose you because of something I could’ve prevented.”

“You’re not going to lose me,” You assured him. “This is why I didn’t want to have this conversation over a com-call.”

“Only a few more hours,” Ezra sighed again. “Right?”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything at all…” You raked your hands over your face. “All of this is new for me.”

“It’s new for me too.” Ezra drawled out. “I still think I’m going to wake up and discover it was all an elaborate dream.”

“All of it?”

“Just you.”

“I feel the same way.” You admitted as you rolled onto your side. “I expect to wake up on the Block, ready to ship out somewhere. It doesn’t feel real most days.”

“I hate when I have to let go of you.”

“I hope you don’t ever let go.”

Ezra scoffed, “I could never.”

“Are you in bed?”

“Yes, I’ve returned to my dreadfully lonely bed.”

“Did you get dressed after your shower?”

He chuckled, “I thought you said you weren’t in the mood, my sweet little lamb.”

“What? I want to picture what I’m missing.” It was a nice distraction at least. You wouldn’t have to worry about questions about anything.

“What’s the point of putting clothes on when you’re alone?” Ezra questioned, his voice a little raspier.

“Well, I’m fully dressed.”

He tsked quietly, “How disappointing. Then again, you were fully dressed in my bed when you—“

You groaned dramatically, “It’s not my fault that you smell so good.”

“I could say the same. It drives me crazy, moonbeam.” His breath caught in his throat. “We should sleep.”

“I’ll be there soon.” You promised him, smiling sadly at the datapad. There was no way you were going to actually sleep, your anxiety wasn’t going to allow that to happen. “Ezra?”

“Mhm?”

“I love you.”

“Oh moonbeam, I love you too.” He said warmly. “And I plan to count the moments until you are safely in my arms again.”

You switched screens on the datapad, “I am five hours out.”

“Would you be adverse to me coming upon your arrival?” Ezra questioned.

“I would be disappointed if you didn’t.” You say the datapad back down beside you. “I’ll see you soon, Ezra.”

“Until the morning.” Ezra whispered. “Sleep well, love.”

You stared at the datapad, even after the line went dead. There was a part of you that wished that you’d told him what you wanted to tell him, just to pull the bandage off and find out what he thought without being there.

How were you supposed to guess what his reaction would be to discovering that was going to be a father?

The man had lived alone for five years, keeping himself away from everyone who was like him. He feared losing the last vestiges of his humanity. He warred with wanting you to stay with him and wanting to cut you loose. He loved you, but did he love you like that?

And for that matter, was this what you wanted?

This romance with Ezra had been a whirlwind, but it had been different than any love that came before. You spent hours on end with him, cooped up in your transport or his and you never got bored. There was never a moment where you found yourself ready to leave, you never wanted to.

When you thought you loved Mars, you loved him in small doses. It was intense and all-consuming, but you always needed to come up for air. Alia… You would have willingly drowned in your love for her, but she always needed her own space.

You recognized that this might be too much for him. He couldn’t escape from you, not really. You came in and out of his life, but he was fixed in one spot.

But neither of you seemed ready for your time together to end. If you were at his transport before you left to return to the Block, he would always follow you into yours and spend another hour with you before reluctantly parting ways.

It was different.

Maybe he could feel that invisible string connecting the two of you. The one that always felt drawn taut when you weren’t with him. The sensation that always drew you back to Lykaios.

But would a child change all of that? Shiva may have been right. You could’ve gone back to Lykaios without having to worry about any of this. Though, what would you do if one day Ezra did express his desire to become a father — a possibility that was taken from him by the curse and by you.

You just had to hope that things would sort themselves out. That he would understand. That his love for you wouldn’t falter.

#ezra (prospect)#ezra x reader #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal ezra #ezra (prospect) x reader

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blxckbutterfli · 4 years ago

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Aesop Carl: Decaying Toys

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Summary: To you, dolls always meant much more than meaningless items that would eventually be forgotten.

Warning: Death, murder, obsessive behavior, ig this counts as yandere

Wordcount: 961

Note: This song inspired this fic but this playlist was what kept me writing.

Why must beauty decay so quickly?

You covered your nose to block the putrid smell coming from your doll.

Why must humans be so ugly?

The sick, bony skin underneath the doll’s dress made you scowl.

Just like dolls,-

You heaved your doll--no, it wasn’t a doll anymore. Dolls aren’t ugly.

-why can’t our beauty stay forever?

You heaved the empty shell into the large furnace inside the basement.

But even though I try so hard-

You didn’t even bother to watch the ugly shell burn away.

-to achieve immortal beauty…

With sharp scissors in hand, you start to search for your next doll.

Human dolls still fade so quickly.

The only source of light when you close the basement was of the corpse burning.

To be a doll is to be the epitome of serenity, hope, and purity. To be a doll is to be the epitome of regality and elegance; maturity and youth; charisma and beauty. To be a doll is a privilege.

But to be a doll is to rid of all the toxins that a human-being preserves; all the sins and darkness within one’s heart is the ultimate chain that traps one from ascending into a pure doll.

That is why dollmakers exist. That is why you exist. You are the sacrifice needed to stay behind in this tainted world to help clean the billions of toxic waste that riddle the planet.

So when a mysterious letter arrived at your workshop promising you plenty of candidates along with a huge sum of money, you knew this was your big breakthrough. If you could just ascend the perfect person and have enough money to display it then the world would finally see true beauty.

A true beauty that only ever belonged to dolls.

A true beauty that no dirty human-being except for him had.

An embalmer was what he was, a little different of an occupation than yours, but still similar enough for you to befriend him. The way his hands meticulously travels across the dead--cutting, injecting, decorating--you watched his every movement. And unlike everyone you knew, he too saw the beauty in death. The only difference was while death for him was an ending, yours was the beginning of one’s journey to purity.

“Aesop,” you called out to him one day. He flinched, almost messing up his incision on the body. Over the few months you’ve been watching him, he’d gotten used to your burning stare making him sweat despite the cool air of the morgue, but he was never accustomed to your lively voice that clashed against the dead’s whispers. “If you think death is so beautiful, wouldn’t you like to experience it yourself?”

Aesop hummed and, as if he simply ignored you, continue to make his incision on the body and continued with the embalming procedure. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that he responded, “A masterpiece cannot be made with only itself.” You frowned, it wasn’t the answer you wanted but one you could relate to. One couldn’t see beauty if there is no beauty to begin with--that’s why you and Aesop were there to help.

But there was one thing you couldn’t relate to. One other thing that sets you and Aesop apart: none of your creations have ever been masterpieces. To be a doll is to be the epitome of regality and elegance; maturity and youth; charisma and beauty. Yet, you never quite got the last trait right. But with this manor containing many individuals perfect for ascension, there was only one who stood above the rest. You could only hope this will all be settled peacefully.

The Ripper never got over his thirst for blood, but because of the rules, he had to hold back on his urges. There were far too many times where he almost let his claw drag across the throats of the vulnerable women. You expected him to tell Lady Nightingale about your plans because she had a more watchful eye over him than you, but instead he went along with your plan on only one condition: he’d be the one to drain the life of your candidates.

On that night of the plan, Jack snuck into the candidate’s room and carried their struggling body all the way to Sacred Heart Hospital where you had already prepared the equipment needed to make a doll inside the basement.

The candidate stopped thrashing about when they saw you, their eyes switching between an array of emotions just between a few seconds. Fear, shock, curiosity, and understanding. Understanding that their time has ended.

No wonder you asked that strange question a few days ago, Aesop knew it was peculiar but he didn’t think you had this in mind.

Aesop groaned when Jack practically threw him on the clinic bed and tied his limbs with rough leather cuffs. “Please try not to be so harsh, you may ruin dear Aesop’s delicate features.”

“Isn’t it unfair? Aren’t we supposed to only kill people when they’re close to death?” He wasn’t afraid of death, he’d welcome it into a hug--albeit a stiff one--if he could. But there was much youth left inside him, many years that can be spent helping those whose journey has ended--or nearly ended--into the afterlife. Time. More time was what he needed. Time was what you were taking away

He had to make you remember the basics of embalming, the rules of-

“You forget…” You spoke, voice small yet filled with joy. Reaching out a hand to his cheek, you caressed it before you said the last sentence he’ll ever hear. “I’m not an embalmer.”

Then what were you this whole time? He wanted to ask, but the thick red liquid came running faster than any word could.

#identity v #idv #identity v x reader #idv x reader #aesop carl #aesop carl x reader #identity v embalmer #identity v embalmer x reader #idv embalmer #idv embalmer x reader #rina works

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decaffs · 6 years ago

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HOW TO WRITE A HIGH-GRADE RESEARCH PAPER

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The first time I had to write a research paper for university was one of the most stressful experiences I’d ever had - it was so different to anything I’d ever done before and caused me so much anxiety! It turned out that I’m pretty damn good at writing research reports and I’m now looking to pursue a career in psychological research.

I have never received less than a First (or 4.0 GPA for you American studiers) in my research papers so I thought I’d share my top tips on how to write a kick-ass, high-grade research paper.

*disclaimer: I am a psychology student, my tips are based on my personal experience of writing up psychological research (quantitative and qualitative); therefore, they may require some adaptation in order to be applied to your field of study/research*

These tips will be split up into the different sections a research paper should consist of: abstract, introduction, methods, results, discussion.

ABSTRACT

The aim of an abstract is to summarise your whole paper - it should be concise, include key-words, highlight the key points of your paper and be written last.

When I say concise, I mean concise! The abstract is what other students and researchers will read in order to decide whether your research is relevant their own work and essentially determines whether or not they’ll read on - they want to know the key details and don’t want to be overwhelmed with information.

I always aim to keep my abstracts under 250 words. I set myself this limit to stop myself waffling and dwelling on unimportant points, it helps me to be really selective of what I include and ensures I’m gripping the reader from the start.

Your abstract should discuss the research rationale, the methods and designs used, your results and the general conclusion(s) drawn. One or two sentences on each of these topics is enough.

Make sure you’re using key-words throughout your abstract as this will also help the reader decide whether your work is relevant to theirs. You can make key-words super obvious by highlighting them in a key at the bottom of your abstract (see below) or just used jargon consistently. Using key-words is also important if you’re looking to get your work published, these words will help people find your work using search engines.

Finally, write your abstract last! An abstract is a summary of your whole research paper which makes it practically impossible to write well first. After writing the rest of your paper, you will know your research inside and out and already have an idea of what key things you need to highlight in your abstract.

INTRODUCTION

For me, the introduction section is always the most intimidating to write because it’s like painting on a blank canvas - massively daunting and leaving you terrified to make a mistake!

The aim of an introduction is to provide the rationale for your research and justify why your work is essential in the field. In general, your introduction should start very broad and narrow down until you arrive at the niche that is your research question or hypothesis.

To start, you need to provide the reader with some background information and context. You should discuss the general principle of your paper and include some key pieces of research (or theoretical frameworks if relevant) that helps your reader get up to speed with the research field and where understanding currently lies. This section can be pretty lengthy, especially in psychological research, so make sure all of the information you’re including is vital as it can be pretty easy to get carried away.

This background should lead you onto the rationale. If you’ve never written a research paper before, the rationale is essentially the reason behind your own research. This could be building on previous findings so our understanding remains up to date, it could be picking up on weaknesses of other research and rectifying these issues or it could be delving into an unexplored aspect of the field! You should clearly state your rationale and this helps lead into the next section.

You should end your introduction by briefly discussing your current research. You need to state your research question or hypothesis, how you plan on investigating the question/hypothesis, the sample you plan on using and the analysis you plan to carry out. You should also mention any limitations you anticipate to crop up so you can address these in your discussion.

In psychology, references are huge in research introductions so it is important to use an accurate (and modern as possible) reference for each statement you are making. You can then use these same references in your discussion to show where your research fits into the current understanding of the topic!

METHODS

Your methods section should make use of subheadings and tables where necessary and should be written in past tense. This can make the (potentially) lengthy section easier to navigate for the reader. I usually use the following headings: participants, materials, design, procedure.

The participants section should describe the sample that took part in your research. Age, gender, nationality and other relevant demographic information should be provided as well as the sampling technique. Personally, I use a table (see below) alongside my continuous prose as an alternative way of viewing my sample population. Please note, if you’re using a table make sure it adheres to your university guidelines.

The materials section of your methods should include any equipment, resources (i.e. images, books, diagrams) or any other materials used in your data collection. You should also reference the program that helped you conduct your analysis. For example, if you are writing a qualitative research paper, you may want to include Microsoft Word in your materials if you use the program to transcribe interviews.

You should then describe the design used in your research. All variables should be identified in this paragraph, if relevant. You should also discuss whether your research is within-groups or between-groups, again only if relevant.

Last is your procedure section - the most important one! You must write this section with enough detail so that anybody could pick it up, read it and conduct the same experiment with ease. You should describe what participants were required to do, how data was collected and it should be written in chronological order! While it’s important to provide enough information, try not to overwhelm the reader with lengthy sentences and unnecessary information.

RESULTS

Your results section’s sole purpose is to provide the reader with the data from your study. It should be the second shortest section (abstract being first) in your research paper and should stick to the relevant guidelines in regards to reporting figures, tables and diagrams. Your goal is to relay results in the most objective and concise way possible.

Your results section serves to act as evidence for the claims you’ll go on to make during your discussion but you must not be biased in the results you report. You should report enough data to sufficiently justify your conclusions but must also include data that doesn’t support your original hypothesis or research question.

Reporting data is most easily done through tables and figures as they’re easy to look at and select relevant information. If you’re using tables and figures you should always make sure you’re stating effect sizes and p values and to a consistent decimal place. Illustrative tables and figures should always be followed by supporting summary text consisting of a couple of sentences relaying the key statistical findings in continuous prose.

DISCUSSION

The discussion section should take the opposite approach to your introduction! You should start discussing your own research and broaden the discussion until you’re talking about the general research field.

You should start by stating the major findings of your study and relating them back to your hypothesis or research questions. You must must must explicitly state whether you reject or accept your experimental hypothesis, if you have one. After stating your key findings you should explain the meaning, why they’re important and where they fit into the existing literature. It’s here that you should bring back the research you discussed in your introduction, you should relate your findings to the current understanding and state the new insight your research provides.

You should then state the clinical relevance of your research. Think about how your findings could be applied to real-life situations and discuss one or two practical applications.

After this, discuss the limitations of your research. Limitations could include sample size and general sample population and how this effects generalisability of findings, it could include methodological problems or research bias! These limitations will allow you to discuss how further research should be conducted. Suggest ways in which these limitations could be rectified in future research and also discuss the implications this could have on findings and conclusions drawn.

Finally, you need to give the reader a take-home message. A sentence or two to justify (again) the need for your research and how it contributes to current understanding in the field. This is the last thing your audience will read so make it punchy!

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That’s it folks! My tips for writing a kick-ass, high-grade research paper based on my personal experience. If you have any questions regarding things I’ve missed or didn’t provide enough detail of, then please just send me an ask!

Also, if any of you would like to read any of my past research papers I would be more than happy to provide you with them :-))

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