#i also wasn't totally sure how to end it so i just kinda panicked and it was given an ending

[allylikethecat]

Umm okay, so, I didn't finish the chapter I was planning on trying to finish... BUT I did somehow write 1,000 words about Fictional!George being angry at Fictional!Matty for jumping off the B Stage last night on my phone during lunch so... I guess Happy Tuesday I will be posting that shortly 😂

Happy Tuesday a little heads up, if I do manage to actually post something today (unlikely) it won’t be until much later because the world is mean and I have meetings all day physically in the office 😭

[maeizy]

C!ranboo little sister x reader!

I HATE MYSELF RN, I LOST THE DANG REQEST THERE WAS TWO AND I REMEMBERED THE FIRST ONE- sjdjdnsidndoanfiehidn anyways the request was by @fantasyfiction-net ! and no I dont have a discord server yet! Ill try and make one though, ty for the advice! And yes I'd love to be freinds!!:D annnyways- ONWARD!!

INFO FOR REQESTS MY FANDOMS, AS WELL AS BLOG

GENRE: PURE FLUFF!<3

SYPNOSIS:x-reader where very young sibling,age 4-5. of C!ranboos, gets close with the sbi, Tubbo, philza, tommy ecr. To where he thinks they like the sbi more than him but they dont.

PRONOUNS: gn

TRIGGERS: getting hurt; (by water[since readers also half enderman]), no others!

Notes <3- totally didnt forget about this- I kinda hate it but its whatever I guess. Sorry for being so inactive as of kate, I'm making a lot of more fics, not in this fandom but in others like Lockwood and co ect. Please please please make sure to check out my blog info and my other stuff I have it linked in ever post :D sorry of this is trash but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.

you and ranboo where getting ready to go to philzas house it had just started to snow. you had always been fascinated by the white floating specs that reminded you of your very own purple ones that floated around you from time to time connecting to you to your ender man heritage.

"Y\N!" your older brother Ranboo yelled out as your tiny bare feet thudded out of the shack door breaking free from your bigger brothers arms to excitedly run out to the snow and attempt to flop down on it, but as soon as your bare skin touched the cold frozen flakes of water it burned, the excitement was then sucked away, as a searing pain tore through the pads of your exposed feet.

an enderlike screech of pain burst from your shocked mouth and purple particles was all your vision picked up on as you subconsciously teleported back, with a soft woosh, you popped back into the small space of the entrance of the Shack, that you and ranboo called home.

upright and confused, you where frantically holding your foot with a Audible "ow,ow,ow,ow,ow-" trying to balance on one leg and hopping backwards. already loosing your balance due to your freakishly long limbs for your age. (Thank your enderside) with a hiss you where sent wheeling back. being uncorranated as is, and then adding the fact you where standing how you where at the moment, you knock things down with you as you fall and land on your back with another shriek and a loud thump.

You let out another small, half hurt half annoyed huff, as tears formed at the ends of your green and red eyes. ranboo panicked running over in a semi-shocked state to grab onto you checking the red scorch marks on your left foot as you pushed yourself up on your elbows to let out another soft "ow" as he bent down to pick up your small 5 year old form.

being carefull not to bump into anything as he stumbled to set you on the staircase as he went to go grab some bandages rambling on with a " oh no!- I said to get your enchanted shoes on! Water hurts us-aww no please don't cry- healing poti-TUBBO"

The shorter boys head popped around the thrown open door as cold wind pushing its way in in a blizzard you hadn't noticed brewing till now, too focused on the throb in your foot.

The boys chipper voice was followed by ranboo half falling down the stairs to greet him and help you "Hi ran boo and- RANBOO WHY ARE THEY CRYING?!" ranboo fumbled with The wrappings as he wrapped it around the fresh wound " they went outside! in the snow! without enchanted boots and got hurt when it melted on them!" The little kid rushed over to tubbo hugging him tightly completely oblivious to ranboo who was trying to help; and ran into the shorter hybrids arms tubbo stooped to pick the younger child up as he set them down again on the staircase.

She wasn't full blown crying now, just sniffling as she tried to wipe of runaway tears as tubbo patted her head warmly with a small comforting grin to calm her nerves. she let the goat boy wrap the rest of the bandages around her foot then gave him an exited hug and a small. "thank you tubtub!" And got to her feet ignoring the ache and running to the front door to pick up her shoes, while ran boo wined a little at The younger boo and crossed his long arms in silent protest, giving a little huff of annoyance.

Tubbo chuckled "apparently she just likes me more" he said in a joking tone. But ranboo frowned "pftt-no.she-" tubbo laughed again as ranboos face turned a shade out of embarrassment. "whatever" he grumbled as he walked over to little y\n as she finished yanking the big enchanted boots onto her much smaller feet. she hummed with a happy little smile as he watched her with furrowed eyebrows standing their a little she got up humming a song tommy taught her and unconsciously grabbed his bigger hand bouncing as she pulled him outside "Phil's!phils!phils!" She chanted as her hand slipped from his when they got to the front porch of their small home in the snowy biome. Phil and technos conjoined house in the distance, lit with a warm light as the girl twirled through the snow twords it.

Ranboo teleported to the front step of philzas house with ease and tubbos head peeked out of the door of ranboos house, confused and annoyed, his shouts unheard as he ran across the landscape to join ranboo, and his sibling, who was huffing up the steps. "Cheater" you glared with a tired face. Your brother grinned as tubbo caught up. they didn't bother to knock as tubbo opened the door lazily and thunked his snow boots on the side of the doorframe. piles of snow landing on the hardwood deck from his boot.

The younger boo copied his actions holding onto the door frame for balance. And with a less powerful kick, her boot collided with the door, sending a little amount of Triump into the girl as she soon forgot about it and rushed into the house.

when she spotted philza and Wilbur having a chat in the kitchen she ran straight to them ranboo trailed aimlessly after her finding a spot next to tubbo as he chatted with tommy. Tomny and tubbo where fighting over who got the last peice of cake to which ranboo intervened and took it holding it above their heads while he took little pieces to eat himself while tommy and tubbo complained.

The little girl rushed over to hug phil who managed a "hey mate!" and patted her head and before he could say anymore she found techno who was talking to Wilbur.

"no -you have to kill them, then you can drag them into the-" he spotted the younger girls salt and pepper hair as she was silently staring curiously at him. He switched up his words as she walked up to him with a small cautious and confused face "kill someone?!" You questioned "uh-but of course we would skip the uh first step. and We would -drag them... to a nice place to have a talk-" she laughed hugging the pig-man who akwardly patted her back with a grimance. A glare shot from wilbur burned into technos skull.

You then hugged Wilbur who already had his arms stretched out. and with a warm smile she ran straight into him as she gripped his jumper with all her force. She leaned her small form back to Look up at his muddy eyes. With a mischievous grin then snatched his glasses off his scarred nose putting them on there face quickly, and dodging his long arms they Ignored the shouts of the older man. running off to find philzas arms to hide in. You darted into the living room, stopping shortly to take in there surroundings. the chatter from the boys, the sun streaming through the window, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen of whatever Phil was mixing up. it was comforting, but the loud footsteps behind them where not.

You couldn't make it to philza in time so you went to the person you would normally go for comfort, ranboo. Your brothers long limbs where crisscrossed on the floor and he silently nodded along as tubbo and tommy conversed. His green and red eyes found yours and his mouth turned into a grin and you sprinted twords him. Tommy spotted you coming there way and intervened "HEY y\n!" His bandaged arms opened wide, with a boyish toothy grin. Before you could decide who to go to, Wilbur rounded the corner. a glare set on his face as he squinted at her. "AHAHHHH" you ran straight into tommy.

the betrayal on ranboos face was prominent, his arms dropped slowly to his sides as his smile faded. though he didn't show it his heart panged a little As Tommy's arms locked in around you. He was supposed to be the one you ran too. He was your brother!

Wilbur barreled into the living room trying to take you from him. Tommy attempted to throw you on the couch and quickly cover you up with a pillow but it didn't work. The fight was over, Wilbur grabbed his glasses back off your defeaded half dead looking form and grabbed the pillow and proceeded to beat tommy with it.

You lifted yourself up, your hair now disheveled from the two brothers. You looked over to ranboo, your own brother, who looked a bit downtrodden. A wary smile was shot tword you, you huffed, feeling a bit tired you walked over to him, laying your head on his shoulder and gripping his arm "you ok big man?" He said as he patted your head lovingly "yes-can we go home now?" you yawned "we can- but I thought you wanted to hang out with techno, and tommy and-" " ranboo! I wanna spend time with you!" you smiled up at him, your eyes squinted. ranboo, forgetting you where a very unfiltered five year old died at your next words "Tommy's a little loud anyways-" he Busted open with laughter as wilbur did too, pausing over Tommy's defeated form on the spot on the floor where he had been being hit multiple times with the soft round throw pillow clutched in wills grip, tommy yelled in protest "HEY! I PROTECT YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME??" You look at him blankly " ummmmm- yes." Ranboo shoots grin his way, and scoops you up and grabs your shoes. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you could hear techno voice echo " the kid was right, you are really obnoxious tommy" and another yelp from the blonde boy as a pillow thrown from techno this time, hit him square in the face. another loud scream was heard this time from tubbo "GET WRECKED" and a bust of laughter was heard.

This was your family.

And as you grew up, it always stayed that way, no matter what you went through, this, what some would call a ragtag group. was stuck with you, as family and you were ok with that, as long as your big brother stuck by your side, you felt impossible.

[athletearrhythmia]

Two dilated ventricles

(Note: this is a more dark cardio post. Everything written was approved before posting, if the tone seems kinda mean it's not, I know the other subject well)

(Top image I'm on the right, bottom on the left)

Xykolich is one of the best cardiophile creators around right now, I'm sure you've seen videos of his remarkable heart. He has advanced dilated cardiomyopathy and recently gave me images of his mri study to compare to my own dilated ventricles.

His left ventricle is a whopping 80mm across, a full centimeter over my extremely large left ventricle and nearly twice the size of an average person's. However while my heart is positively adapted to exercise, his heart is scarred and inefficient. You can see a ring of scar tissue in his short axis image representing the dead portion of his heart that can't contract, which is what caused his heart to balloon as it panicked to compensate.

We don't have video, but this contrast in our hearts really flourishes in exercise. We both have low ejection fractions at rest because our hearts are so large a small percentage still amounts to large stroke volume. (Although his disease is advanced enough that his stroke volume is getting too low.) If we were to exercise though, the scarring prevents his damaged heart from contracting much harder than it can at rest. Even in light exercise then, his heart rate will skyrocket before decompensating and going totally out of rhythm as his heart fails. You've seen this in some of his videos. My heart by comparison will expand and contract harder as exercise intensity increases, allowing my heart to pump gallons and gallons of blood as its output increases beyond standard limits.

His right ventricle is also normal in size but looks small because his left ventricle is so large. You can really see here just how much cardio has enlarged my right ventricle. The biventricular enlargement reemphasizes athlete's heart syndrome as it represents improved function of my right ventricle to support the enhanced left. In fact my right ventricle clocks in at 56mm and 7-9mm thick walls. For context, that is the size of a well trained amateur's *left ventricle*; my heart is so enlarged that supporting my left ventricle requires the output of most athletes' entire heart. His right ventricle is not up to the task. Even if his left wasn't damaged and could beat well, the rv isn't big enough to fill that massive heart. His heart is doomed to fail.

I love that our hearts are opposite ends of the cardio spectrum. We are both genetic flukes (DCM is usually genetic, the extent of my enlargement can only be genetic). We have both extensively pushed our hearts in their natural directions, mine by constantly trying to improve its function and grow it, him by engaging in dark play. And we are both extremely "advanced", with his heart essentially a non functional balloon and mine 99th percentile among Olympic athletes. What's so cool is on a still image, our hearts are still pretty similar looking. Certainly explains why some cardiologists look at my heart with concern. I should show them his.

[destinyc1020]

Thank you! I think you worded it perfectly. Like there is kind of this lack of empathy for Zendaya because she is rich and she will be fine, as if law is not also very rich. But the fact he didn't tell her beforehand is really not right. I get it was impulsive but I can't imagine being Zendaya and sitting in London and going on IG at the end of the day and seeint that. She probably was panicking and thinking something really bad happened and was worried about him and also probably shocked and upset. And then after all that to see the viral hate train go against her on Twitter, ig TikTok etc, to have hate comments on her IG and law to do nothing until like two days later??? I get law is a dramatic dude but none of that was fair to her, when she has been so loyal to him and like he said protected her. But I really feel law was just in it for himself.

Like I said, we all love Law and have done so for so many years, so that's why this is so tough to say.... But sometimes you just have to call a spade a spade. 🤷🏾‍♀️

I didn't feel like it was right at all for him to just totally blindside her (his biggest client and little sister) like that. 🥴 It wasn't right to do that to his other clients either, but at least with Z I thought they talked about everything. I guess not 🥴

Yea, like you said, I'm sure in the end she will be fine (she's Zendaya after all), and I'm sure PLENTY of stylists would be chomping at the bit just to get to be her next stylist (Personally, my first choice would be Jason Bolden since he's black and styles many high-profile celebrities), but that still doesn't negate the fact that the way Law handled this was just really kinda cruel. 🥴

What Law SHOULD have done (imo) was inform Zendaya and the rest of his clients beforehand that he was retiring, and THEN post it to his IG.

And in all honesty, what he really could have done was told Zendaya privately that he was THINKING of retiring. She could have given him some time off. Maybe he's still grieving his nephew's death.... that's all understandable. Grief comes in WAVES. Some days you're perfectly fine, and other days you're a hot mess and a bundle of emotions. 😔 Little things can trigger you (ie. a memory, a photograph, etc). Like, I totally get all of that.

But he could have taken a much-needed BREAK, maybe even taken MONTHS off (if he needed to), then he could have come back with a more clear head, and then made whatever life-changing decisions he needed to make (if still applicable). 🤷🏾‍♀️

I'm also still kind of miffed that he didn't just WAIT to post that retirement post. 🥴 He had FULL control over what he posted, and WHEN. This isn't like some paps photographed you one day against your knowledge and consent, and you had absolutely no idea some scandalous pictures of you were gonna come out to the public, so you didn't have time to warn anybody close to you lol. 🤣 😂

Like NO.... he had FULL CONTROL over WHAT he posted, and WHEN. 🤨

Personally, if it had been me, I would have deliberately waited weeks, maybe even MONTHS after the whole LV "no seat" fiasco in Paris before posting my "retirement", because now it just looks like you're retiring cuz you were mad and salty that you couldn't sit next to your client Zendaya at the fashion show. 👀

It would have garnered way less hate for his client Zendaya as well if he had just waited to release that announcement a little later until AFTER ppl forgot about the whole Paris thing, or at least after you and your client are seen working together on another event.

Everything is all about image in this industry, because everyday fans take little crumbs and run with it, creating a full on narrative, no matter how false it may be. 🙄 You have to ask yourself: "How is this going to look to other people?" 🤔

I just can't believe he let Zendaya go to London totally blindsided. 😔

He just didn't think of her feelings and mental health at all as far as I'm concerned. And I'm sorry, but I'm really just SHOCKED because that just doesn't seem like his character at all, but now I guess I know better lol 😅👀

If I were Z I would tread REAL carefully with him. 👀 I know I don't have all the facts, and of course I have no clue what they've discussed since then, so my knowledge of the situation is clearly very miniscule, and I freely admit that. But for him to basically say out of his own mouth that he didn't tell her (like, we're not just ASSUMING things here.... like, he basically said it himself) is just.... wow. 😳

He just showed me that when stuff hits the fan, he's gonna think about himself and himself only 👀

Idk.... like I said, I were Z I'd keep both eyes open, that's all I'm saying. 🤷🏾‍♀️

[kittygamer2888]

!LONG POST WARNING!

Y'know what? Screw this.

*ties you on a chair and makes you look at a chalkboard*

Imma just explain a few things about Sarah because I'm kinda getting tired of keepin' it subtle, so, here it goes. *tap tap on chalkboard with chalk*

Transformations can be really, and I mean, REALLY painful sometimes, even for Sarah.

Whenever Sarah transformed (into.. erh.. some sorta beast.??) It would hurt her really bad and would only overwhelm her much more than recently, but that was only when she was still young. Sarah's transformation isn't exactly a curse per se, but uh... it's actually her powers, but due to the events that happened when she was little and didn't know how to controll this transformation of her's properly, this would make her dangerous and act hostile. But it wasn't just 'cus she wasn't in controll of her transformation, oh no no no, this is... uh.. much more deeper than you think. You see, whenever Sarah feels an overwhelming amount of stress or feel as though she's in danger, that's when her transformation spikes up and ruins everything. This is also the same case for when she's in danger or feels cornered, so.. you could say that this transformation is like a dangerous defense mechanism that Sarah doesn't have control over, and because of this, she has a hard time accepting these powers of hers.

Because like.. she doesn't remember what even happens after her transformation, all she knows is blood and destruction once she wakes up, she didn't mean to do the things she did, everything around her would just be total chaos and she wouldn't even know what happened until she eventually starts remembering little snippets of what had actually happened. This right here, this, ALL OF THIS. She has been dealing with this ever since her owner passed away, so she had to bear the pain of living alone and endlessly killing others unintentionally. One thing to also note is that whenever she starts to feel as though her powers are activating, her emotions increase as she starts to hyperventilate, and let's just say that that's... not a good feeling to have if I'm being real with you.

So one fateful day, she enters a city and uhhhh... lots of stuff happen, she didn't know where she was going and ended up being in a bad place at the wrong time, making her turn into a monster again aaaaaand killing many innocents in the city without her knowing... a g a i n.

So after reverting back and passing out due to the police being there and shooting a tranquilizer, she went to ✨️jail✨️

Though, while everyone in the city was horrified by what she did, there was one animal that saw through her and that wild panick that she had made.

And it was ✨️Benjamin✨️

This lil' guy right here used to work in therapy until he eventually retired, so.. you could say that he's a therapy dog, and he was there when the little incident had happened. This incident didn't feel like a threatening one, at least not for Benji here, no no- he actually saw the amount of stress and panic Sarah was feeling, he saw how panicked and nervous the onslaught was with Sarah and the hostility that she was inflicting, it almost looked like she was in distress for Benjamin here. There was something Benji thought was odd, so, guess what he did? He bailed Sarah out and made an agreement with the government in the city for him, Benjamin, to look after Sarah and to make sure incidents like this doesn't happen ever again. If Sarah was to ever transform and attack the city 3 times, she would be locked up somewhere far worse than prison. This wouldn't stop the cops taking action every now and then though, because, even if Benjamin was looking after Sarah, any sudden action she'd make that involved anything with her transforming would sometimes lead to the cops noticing and sometimes take action, but Benjamin however, would try to calm Sarah down whenever that'd be the case

The poor guy had to talk to multiple policemen, saying that he's got it all under control and how they wouldn't need to take action.

Though, because of this, the citizens of the city would start to hate Sarah because of how she could just get away with it that easily. Some of the folk in the city would even try to.. how should i put this... pressuring her, almost towards to bullying her because of how she becomes a monster every now and then when her emotions get in the way, and because of this, Benjamin would always try to protect Sarah from these bullys so she wouldn't transform. Sadly, due to all of the hatred towards her, this would only make Sarah hate her powers and even just herself in general, making her feel insecure about herself even. Everyone looked so normal in the city... she wished she could be like them and not whatever the hell she has going on. Luckily, Benjamin's always there to cheer her up at times, cus after all, that's what friends are for! And even then, Sarah wouldn't hurt Benjamin either, because they're both friends!

..Right?

AHEM

Anywho *yeets chalk away*

That's all I gotta say for now, you're now able to be released! *unties ropes* you.. you can go now..

Shoo

Now if you'll excuse me

If you made it this far then i... I'm surprised you actually cared to read the entire thing, or even look at it for that matter--

Imma go cry in a corner now👍

[bravewolfvesperia]

He didn't think he would feel so small being looked in the eye. Heck, he also didn't think this conversation would happen like this, if it ever did. For years Yuri had been (perhaps self forcefully) convinced it was fine to love Flynn from afar. To not risk crossing that boundary. Part of him didn't think it would ruin their friendship - it was too strong to be rattled just because one of them were grappling with evolved feelings, right? But... part of him didn't want to find out, either.

And yet, when Flynn leaned closer, hands still making contact with his own, his eyes moved away quickly. Quickly to any other direction, several times, occasionally back to Flynn's gaze. It was like a child unable to sit still, but only his eyes moved in those moments. Flynn's agreement to move struck relief in Yuri though, and it calmed the almost frantic movements. Even if the hand that pulled away from his was promptly missed, for now it was better than others being in on their business before even they were.

Even if the silence on the way back was slightly awkward for Yuri, it helped to think of the past. He would glance at Flynn here and there to let the blond know he was still there, it was just... difficult to say anything that one would deem small talk. There was no room for it right now, and anything Yuri could say would come out even more awkward and forced. The last thing he wanted to do was mess this up. While they weren't likely to end a friendship over it or anything, it would still be immensely awkward for who knew how long if Yuri fumbled this...

Another relief worked its way into him when they did arrive. Being in his room with just the two of them perhaps took off some of the anxiousness. Made it feel less overwhelming. Rather than draw this out, Yuri wanted to get to the point, even if it was taking... more than force than he would have liked. More willing for his heart to calm down than he would have liked.

Funny, really, how Flynn was the one who started this off being panicked and nervous. And really, what did Yuri have to be nervous about? Flynn was out in the open about this, so why shouldn't he be? What was even left to stop them? "So, um... it's not that I... maybe feel the same. It's that I... do feel the same way." This was out of his comfort zone, but... he couldn't wait until a better, more proper opportunity presented itself. The truth had already come out, after all.

He paused, peeking at Flynn through his bangs and draped hair. He needed to sort this out... say this right. "I mean... I-... love you. Really love you. I have for... a long time. I just... didn't know when or how to say it. Hearing that you felt that way for real was... kinda shocking... I mean I guess I sorta had an idea, but... I didn't want to do or say anything without being totally sure." There were numerous reasons he hadn't said anything, and even now, he still feared rejection. That for some reason or another, they still couldn't be together. That it could even jeopardize their friendship, not because of their feelings themselves, but because of numerous outside factors.

Plenty of times saw Yuri trying to convince himself he didn't belong with Flynn. Now he didn't want that - to not belong with him. Even if they only had their friendship, just the way it had been for so long, he would take even just that rather than no Flynn at all. All this time, he realized now, his biggest fear was having no Flynn at all. That if this admittance somehow took that from him, he couldn't still be the same Yuri Lowell he'd always been. There just wasn't a Yuri Lowell without a Flynn Scifo.

"I hope this is... okay... Flynn... Sorry for... not telling you sooner."

Fight or flight... 'tis so unbecoming of a commandant to even entertain the idea of the latter, but for the first time since childhood, Flynn is considering turning tail and tucking himself away somewhere where nobody would be able to find him. Ask him to organize and lead a squadron, a thwart a criminal plan, and he's the first body in line; emotions, however, are foreign and somehow SCARIER than facing a threat to his own life.

His hands tremble in his paltry attempt to keep his shame hidden, worsening as Yuri pulls them away and holds them betwixt his own hands. Even if Flynn cannot look Yuri in the eye right now, gazing down at their joined hands somehow worsens his nerves and calms them at the same time. Leave it to Yuri Lowell to, somehow, accomplish the impossible yet again.

" I don't think there is a suitable place to have this conversation, Y-Yuri, " he stumbles over himself, wishing they needn't have it at all. " The... smart thing to do would have been to mind my intake last night so none of this saw the light of day. It's a lesson learned... a big one, and I--- "

--- !?

Now, he musters the courage to look Yuri in the eye again, but only because he swears he'd either heard confirmation of MUTUALITY in feelings, or he was dreaming. Emotionally cowardly man, Flynn Scifo, he's fine with it being either. A dream meant he and Yuri WEREN'T standing here touching on strong feelings that had been buried ages ago, but if it's reality, then...

" The... same? " Like a puppy who doesn't understand the concept of PERSONAL SPACE, Flynn leans in, absently threading his fingers betwixt Yuri's as he attempts to catch his gaze. " You... might feel the same? I... I hope I heard you correctly... else this is going to make me look even worse... " Regardless, Yuri is right; this is a discussion they should be having somewhere that isn't out in the open, where others may be made privy to it. The last thing they need are more eyes on them, scrutinizing and imposing upon their privacy. " ... let's... go back to your room. Attempting to go to my office or my quarters is just asking for distractions. Let's go. "

Hands gently pull free from those of Yuri's, so Flynn can step to the side and stack the materials they'd been tending to a tad neater. They'll come back to this in due time; neither one of them likes to leave a necessary task unfinished, but for once, something ELSE besides duty was taking priority.