#i used to get so many on my osc blog and it was a little overwhelming!!!

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I LOOOVE getting asks btw I give each ask a little kiss before answering it

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We don't know anything about girls! (Oscar Piastri)

Lucas and Jack take the job of protecting their sister very seriously

Note: english is not my first language. Another Oscar piece, and this time it's dad!Oscar 🥹✨️🤍

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"Daddy, we have a question for you", Lucas said as he and Jack sat at the table, ready to have lunch.

"Sure, what is it you want to ask me?", Oscar offered as he served up their plates with some broccoli, pasta and salmon.

"Mummy is the one that had us, right? We were both on her tummy - not at the same time though - and then she had us", Lucas wondered.

"Yes, mummy was the one that grew you in her tummy", Oscar smiled as he remembered both of your pregnancies. He knew it wasn't comfortable all the time, and there were many instances where you didn't feel so good, but he would spend the whole time in awe at you and what your body was doing for your family.

"Okay, so we have to talk to mummy", Jack reasoned with Lucas, who nodded back at him.

"Why do you need mummy, was my answer not enough?", Oscar wondered.

"It was enough, daddy, don't worry! But if we want a baby brother or sister, we have to talk to mummy first", Lucas stated as if he was saying they were going to ask you to change their bedroom curtains.

"You want a sibling?", Oscar questioned them both, wondering if they had been eavesdropping on you and him.

When one of Oscar's sisters had her baby a couple of months ago, you and Oscar both felt like adding another one to your flock, discussing it in bed that night. It wouldn't be so bad, especially now that both your and Oscar's careers were settled and your schedules were far more predictable. The boys seemed to think the same.

"Yes, do you think mummy will like the idea? She always said her feet hurt a little when it was towards the end", Lucas tsked, "and you, daddy? Would you like to have a another baby?", he wondered.

"Yes, I would - I'll tell you what, when mummy gets home from work, we can ask her about it, okay?", Oscar suggested, seeing the boys agree before eating the food in their plates, smiling to himself at the possibility of your growing family.

By the time you got home, you were just about to catch Oscar putting the boys down for the night, "night night, boys, I hope you have sweet dreams", you kissed both of their foreheads.

"We need to talk to you tomorrow, mummy, we have something to ask you", Lucas offered.

"Okay, it can wait until tomorrow, buddy - sleep tight!", you combed his hair with your fingers.

Closing the door behind you, you walked up to your bedroom, starting to get rid of your work clothes, "Osc? Can you help me with these buttons, please? I can't even lift my arms", you groaned, "I'm so tired".

Your heard your husband's feet pad out of the ensuite bathroom and approach you, his fingers undoing the buttons at the nape of your neck so you could take the shirt off.

"There you go, love", he offered, leaving a kiss in there.

"Thank you - both for this and for doing the nightime routine with the boys, I'm sorry I couldn't be home earlier, but the last lady had this nasty contracture that wouldn't go anywhere no matter how much I pulled and worked every trick of the book", you sighed as you grabbed your pyjamas from under your pillow so you could put them on.

"Don't worry - it was all fine", Oscar assured, "you did miss the quesion they wany to ask you tomorrow though".

"Is it something for school?", you wondered, getting up from the bed with only one leg of your pyjama pants on.

"No, it's not - you can't do anything about it, not now anyway", your husband chuckled as he watched you quirk your eyebrow.

"Do I want to know what it is about? You're scaring me a little", you mused.

"The boys want to ask you for a little brother or sister", Oscar stated, "they checked with me to know if you were the point person they should go to".

"Because I'm the only one?", you giggled, adjusting the sleeves on your shirt so you could wash your face and brush your teeth.

"You grew them in your tummy, and Lucas remembered how much your feet hurt so they want to know if you would be comfortable with having another one", Oscar offered, getting in the bed and pulling the comforter up to his waist.

"You're saying that as if it only takes me to make a baby", you spoke after spitting the toothpaste on the sink, wiping your mouth on the towell to get rid of the remnants.

"They said it like that, not me - but to be fair, they did ask if I would like to have another baby", he added.

Rubbing the cream on your cheeks, you walked back to the bedroom area, turning the light off with your elbow before you sat down next to Oscar, "it's cute, though, that they don't want to just go and ask for a sibling because they understand it's not like that", you said as you snapped your fingers.

"Would you? We talked about it a while ago, but then you had the check-ups and the doctor advised us to not go for it yet until we knew for sure you were all good", Oscar mused, grabbing your hand and playing with your fingers on his lap.

"Yes, I think I would. We know I'm all good and all my parts are working just fine, so I'm in if you are", you replied back.

"I'm in too, I miss having a little baby and the sight of you carrying our baby", he smirked, "and the process of making a baby is very fun".

"Oscar!", you swatted his chest.

"We're always telling the boys they should always tell the truth - was I supposed to lie?", he defended himself.

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"Don't fall asleep, Jack, okay?", you said as you noticed your son nearly falling asleep on his car seat, "we're almost home, love!".

"I wasn't falling asleep", he admitted, blushing at having been caught with his eyes closed and his cheek on his shoulder.

"I know you weren't, but I just wanted to check anyway", you winked through the rearview mirror, playing along with him.

On the days Lucas had violin practice, Oscar was the one to take him there from school and then back home, which meant you only had to pick Jack up from pre-school before going home, which also allowed each of the boys to have one on one time with you.

Encouraging Jack to stick to his routine, you watched him hang his jacket and leave his shoes on the wardrobe by the door before he took hi backpack to the kitchen so he could empty the snack box.

"Are you not feeling better, mummy?", Jack asked you as he walked inside the kitchen, noticing the bag from the pharmacy on the counter, "did the doctor give you medicine to take?".

"I'm feeling so and so, but the doctor at the pharmacy told me something else", you crouched down so you could be at the same level as your son, "can you keep a secret?".

Jack nodded eagerly, showing you his ear so you could only tell him the secret before he realise you two were alone, "Oh, we don't need to whisper, and this way you won't tickle my ear", he admitted with a blush, "tell me, mummy!".

"Mummy hasn't been feeling well, and when I spoke to the doctor at the pharmacy, she seemed to think that maybe I have a baby in my tummy", you smiled, "I need to take a test to know for sure".

"A baby? The one me and Lucas asked you and daddy for?", he beamed.

"Yes, that one - should I take the tests now?", you grabbed the boxes from the bag.

"Yes, mummy, yes! How do you do it?", he wondered.

"Mummy needs to go to the bathroom", you tapped his nose, "I'll open the door as soon as I'm done, okay?", you offered before stepping inside the service bathroom by the stairs.

"Are you okay, mummy? Do you want help?", Jack asked as you could hear him walk along the corridor.

"I'm nearly done, Jack, just need to clean a little mess up I did here", you offered, doing what you needed to do and complying with all the instructions.

"It's okay, mummy, I also make a mess sometimes and you always tell me that as long as I clean up after myself, it's okay", he comforted you.

Giggling to yourself at his words, you washed your hands again before opening the door, revealing Jack waiting for you.

"When do we know?", your son asked as he looked at the plastic tests by the sink.

"In a few minutes", you answered.

"Will you be sad if it says you're just sick?", Jack muttered.

"Well, you and Lucas asked for a sibling some time ago and it would be nice if it was actually the case, right?", you tested the waters, now wondering if it was the right move to tell Jack what you were doing. You felt like you could deal with the negative result should it be the one to come up, but maybe your little boy wouldn't.

"I really want a baby brother or sister, and I know Lucas also wants one a lot, but we can wait", he offered, almost sounding like a grown up while he grabbed your hand.

Once the timer on your watch beeped, you turned the tests around checking for their validity before looking at the result.

"Are you pregnant or are you sick, mummy?", Jack questioned, looking at the tests on your hands, "what does it mean?".

"This means I'm pregnant, Jack", you smiled before setting the tests down once he jumped on your arms.

"I'm going to be a big brother!", he squealed, hugging you tightly.

"You are, buddy - are you excited?", you mused.

"I am! I can't wait to tell daddy and Lucas!", Jack smiled back at you.

Setting him back down on the floor, you grabbed the tests, "we could surprise them with something funny - what do you think?", you suggested, heading with him to the playroom so you could get started on it.

Oscar and Lucas arrived just as you were finishing the last touches of the surprise, calling your names.

"We're upstairs in the playroom!", you called back before turning to Jack, "you have to wait for Lucas or daddy to read your t-shirt, okay?".

Lucas was the first to get to the room, coming up to you to hug you and kiss your cheek, "and the teacher said I did really well!".

"That's amazing, buddy!", you congratulated after he told you all about his day.

"Hello, guys!", Oscar greeted, and judging by the bottle of water on his hands, he has stopped by the kitchen before he joined you, "how was your day?", kissing Jack's cheek.

"We didn't do anything special - it was like every day that mummy picked me up while Lucas was at his lessons", Jack told in a nonchalant way, earning a wondering expression on your husband's face as he looked you.

You shrugged your shoulders and kissed Oscar's lips, letting him press his lips on your forehead right after.

"Do you feel better? You don't look so bad anymore", he reasoned as he rubbed your cheeks with his thumbs.

"Geez, thank you, Oscar", you chuckled, "but I feel good now", you smiled.

Lucas looked intrigued as he looked at Jack, "why does his t-shirt say he has an expiring date? What's an expiring date, daddy?", he asked as he pointed.

"I'm no longer the little one!", Jack yelled excitedly, leaving Oscar and Lucas a little lost.

"We know you're grown up, buddy - It's when something is not good anymore or when it has an end date...", Oscar offered.

"No, daddy, you're not getting it! I'm no longer the little brother of the family because mummy has one inside her tummy!", he clarified.

Lucas gasped before he ran to you, hugging your legs and resting his cheek on your tummy, "is it true?".

"Yes, love - we're going to have another baby in the family!", you smiled, brushing his hair with your fingers before you felt Jack hug your side.

"I guess there's only me left then", Oscar gestured, hugging you from your back and resting his hands on your tummy, "we're having another baby, Y/N, I love you", he kissed your cheek, hugging you tightly.

Once Jack pulled away, Oscar finally got a proper glimpse of the t-shirt that stated the announcement, reading at the "Little brother: expiring date in some months!" t-shirt the little boy wore.

"Did you do this just now? Since when do you know?", Oscar mused, now finally getting ti hug you properly since the boys had let you go.

"Mummy took the tests when he got home, and then we came here to cut the print and iron letters", Jack offered.

"Yes, not long, I'm not sure it has settled in yet", you mumbled, "another little one, Osc, I love you", you kissed his lips.

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"Boys, remember what we told you, okay? People are healing and resting, so we have to be quiet and be on our best behaviour, okay?", you checked with them as they got out of the car.

"We will, mummy", Lucas assured you while he held his hand with Jack's, keeping him close as he held Oscar's hand with the other one.

You registered yourself in and then were led to the right exam room, following the orders to lay on the bed and lift your top.

"The bump is bigger, isn't it?", Jack asked as his curious hands touched your skin, stroking it and taking the opportunity to leave a few kisses there.

"It is, little one is growing very well!", Oscar offered.

A knock on the door alerted you to it, seeing the technician step inside the room, "Good morning! How is everyone feeling today?", she asked.

"Hello! We're here to see if we're getting a baby sister or a baby brother!", Lucas offered as he swung his legs on the chair.

"That's right! Are you ready, Y/N?", she asked you with a rub on your shoulder before pulling the kart with the ultrasound machine and laptop with her and sitting on the stool next to your bed.

"Yes, very ready and very excited", you smiled.

"Which one do you think they are, baby brother or baby sister?", the technician asked your boys while squeezing the gel on your tummy.

"Come here, sit on daddy's leg instead of mummy's lap so we can see the baby on the screen there", Oscar explained to Jack.

"I don't know, we're both boys, what is that thing that nana always says? It's like there's always a third", Lucas tapped Oscar's arm as he sat next to them.

"Nana always says that there isn't a second without a third", Oscar clarified, "usually means that when there is a second one, there's always a third one".

"So you think it's a boy?", the technician hummed, moving the wand around, "well, your mummy will still be outnumbered by you guys, but she'll have a little friend to help her! You're having a babygirl!", she smiled, showing you the screen.

"A baby sister?", Jack looked at the screen, "wow, she's so tiny - is that her nose?", he pointed.

"Yes, that's her nose, then these are her legs - they look really strong!", she showed him while Oscar winked at you with a big smile on his face.

"Woah", Lucas mused as he looked at the screen, "how long until she comes out of mummy's belly?".

"That is still many weeks away, Lucas - she needs to stay inside to grow healthy and happy!", the technician explained as she wiped the gel from your belly, "I just sent the scans to the printer down the hall - if you'll excuse me, I'm just going to get them".

After she closed the door behind her, the boys jumped on the bed, hugging your sat up body.

"Can you believe we're having a little girl? A mini you?", Oscar stated as he followed your kids, standing up in front of you so he could kiss your lips.

"These two look like you - I deserve a mini me", you giggled, "Oh My Goodness, a little Piastri girl".

"Uh oh", Lucas said, making you look for any issue or trouble.

"What is it, Lucas?", you wondered.

"We don't know anything about girls!!", he said in a concerned tone.

"We're both boys!", Jack followed in agreement.

"You know Tilly and Lottie pretty well, it's not like you haven't been around girls", Oscar reasoned, not wanting them to feel dismissed as you tried your best to contain your laughter.

"We have to ask Fraser the next time we are all at a race - he definitely knows what to do!", Lucas pointed out.

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"At least she's comfy - one of us is, anyway", you sighed as Oscar's hands helped you settle in a better position on the examination bed.

"I know we've discussed this with you before, so you probably know that this is the time we talked about. Little one is fully developed now, and she seems like a big girl from our calculations and scans, so I think that now, more than ever you should really think about inducing", your doctor stated.

With Lucas and Jack, the birth was pretty straight forward. The waters broke at home, you went to the hospital when the contractions were closer together and after some pushes, you were happily holding your baby boys.

Your baby girl seemed to have other ideas.

"We wanted to wait for her in her timing, but we understand that that option is no longer viable", Oscar nodded. The team had gone over your exams and they all agreed that induction was looking like the best option so both you and baby Piastri could be happy, safe and healthy.

Squeezing your hand in his, Oscar gave you a reassuring look before you spoke, "we've talked about it, but at the end of the day what matters is that we are both okay, so we'll do the induction. When can we do it?", you asked.

"Well, since it's early and you've only had breakfast, if you go up now, we can settle you in and start the process while your husband gets your things from home if you'd like - your baby is in a good position and we don't foresee any issues to a vaginal delivery", she smiled soflty as she signed a few papers, before handing them to you to sign too.

"Might as well get this show on the road, hm?", you looked at Oscar, "I'll call my parents to let them know".

"Okay, sweetheart", Oscar said before he kissed your forehead, "I'll meet you upstairs, okay? And you, little miss, don't show up before I'm back, okay?", he left a kiss on your baby bump.

"I think it's established that she isn't in any sort of rush", you chuckled, kissing his lips one last time before you parted ways.

While Oscar went home to grab the hospital bags you had prepared, you went up to the labour ward with your midwife Lisa, who happened to be on shift that day.

Checking you in your room, she helped you get comfortable before starting the induction process, "like we talked about, for some women this is a quick process and for some it is a long one. Any way this goes, though, we are all here to help you", she smiled soflty.

Someone knocked on the door, making Lisa look at all the supplies she had and checking if anything was missing until she noticed it was Oscar.

"Hi Lisa, how are you?", he greeted her with a hug before he came to check on you, leaving the bags in their designated area.

"Hello! I'm good, excited to help your little girl come into the world", Lisa smiled.

"And you, my love, are you doing okay?", he asked, looking at the monitor on your bump.

"I'm good, so far so good, and better now that you're here", you pointed a finger on his chest as he approached you.

Chuckling, Oscar kissed your forehead before sitting in the room you made for him, mindful of all the wires connected to you, "did everything get sorted out with your parents?".

"Yes, they'll pick the boys up and look after them - dad told me not to worry about anyone else but me and little princess", you smiled. In the last two births, the first person your father looked for when he stepped into the room was you, claiming that he looked for the person that was already there from before and that he needed to know his daughter was okay.

"I can't believe that this is happening soon, that we're going to have our baby girl in our arms", he said as he did his best to rub your bump despite the wires and monitors that were ensuring you were both doing well.

"Seems like it was yesterday that I was taking a test with Jack on the other side of the door asking me if I needed help", you giggled, "but I'm very excited to have our baby and see who she takes after - I may be too hopeful, but I have a feeling that she might look a little bit more like me", you snickered, "I did all the hard work for nine months and a bit - three times now! I think it's about time this baby comes out looking a little more Y/L/N-y and a little less Piastri-y".

"My genetics have proved to be quite strong, if we are being honest, but I'm also hoping for a little you", Oscar offered as he felt your tightening taut skin under his hand, "was that a contraction?", he said looking at you.

"I think this is the water breaking, do you remember that prickle feeling I told you about in Lucas'? It's like that - oh!", you gasped, "there it goes".

Oscar helped you get up from the bed so you could dry yourself before removing the disposable liner Lisa had laid down for that purpose.

Helping you change into the hospital gown, your husband called the midwife like she had asked you to do, "the waters have broken already? This is good news, means everything is going like it's supposed to, especially ", she said when she looked at the graphs for the CTG machine, checking your vitals too before she left the room again once everything was fine.

When contractions started picking up, Oscar was quick to tend to your every need, walking with you when you felt like movement would do you good before you settled in swaying your hips, your back against his chest while you almost danced around the room, "this is like that time Lando made us dance at the McLaren party", you muttered in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"We're much better now, I think - and you look even more beautiful", he mused, kissing the top of your head.

"Oh, there's another one", you said as you felt the tension on your bump, making you stop and somehow turn around before it got too bad, the new position allowing you to face Oscar as your arm stretched around his neck, your hands lacing at the nape of his neck so you could drop your hips to relieve the pressure from the intense feeling on your torso as you waited for it to pass, your husband's kisses and words of encouragement doing a good job at distracting you from it.

"Do you feel comfortable here or do you want to move to the bed, love? I don't want you to tire yourself more than you are", he expressed his concern as he held you.

"Can I stay here? I like being on your hold and standing up helps, I think", you looked for his approval as you felt his arms ease some of your weight on his neck.

Oscar nodded his head as he kept swaying you around, "Of course, I'm here for you, whatever you need I'll help", he prompted as your neck stretched slightly so you could kiss his jaw, mumbling an I love you to him before concentrating on your breathing again.

Knocking on the door, Lisa excused herself inside and asked how you were doing before checking your dilation, "You're doing really well, Y/N, you're 6 centimetres dilated already! This is going quite quickly I must say", she said and you smiled.

Oscar placed a proud kiss on your forehead while you heard Lisa tell you what to expect in the next few hours, "Do you want an epidural?", she asked.

"I think I'm doing fine without it, but I'll call if it gets too bad", you replied before she nodded and left to tend to the other birthing patients.

Hours later, Oscar had now turned to apply pressure on your lower back with his hands when it started getting a bit harder for you, your elbows on the mattress as you rocked your hips side to side, the interval between contractions now so short you barely had time to rest between them, "I feel like I need to push, my body is telling me to push", you said to Lisa and the nurse that were checking you.

"Why don't you sit on the bed so we can see how things are progressing?", one of them offered as your husband helped you lay down, his hand never leaving yours, "You're crowing, Y/N! It's time to meet your baby!", Lisa announced as she got in position.

"All good, Y/N? I know it hurts, but I also know you have got this", your husband whispered as he positioned himself so he could be right by your side.

"Y/N, when you feel the urge to push, do it okay?", the health professional urged you as you nodded, "your babygirl is ready to come out and everything looks good for her!".

Holding Oscar's hand and squeezing it, you cried and grunted slightly, hearing Lisa announce that the head was out and you needed to do a big push for the shoulders, "this could be a good sign for mini me - my mum always said I had a big head", you groaned.

"C'mon, Y/N, big push", the nurse encouraged as you felt Oscar's lips by your ear, "I know you can do this darling, just two more pushes and our baby girl is here", he said and you did what your body told you, pushing and breathing until your baby was out in the world.

Sitting back against the pillows, the nurses lifted the little girl and after a few taps on her pink cheek, she let out a high pitch scream both you and Oscar were sure to remember for the rest of your lives.

"She's here, Y/N, congratulations mummy and daddy", Lisa said as she placed the baby on your chest.

The baby girl your's and Oscar's love, along with the one from your family, produced was finally here. Pushing your gown to the side, you uncovered your chest as they placed her down, the skin to skin contact soothing her cries immediately, "Hello my love, I'm your mummy", you said as tears gathered in your eyes, your finger coming to stroke her pink chubby cheek as you admired her.

"She looks a lot like you, I think we've nailed the mini you, love", Oscar said between tears.

"That is daddy, I'm sure you recognise his voice too", you cooed, "we've been waiting for you for so long, and you're finally here".

Oscar kissed the top of your head before kissing the top of the little girl's head.

"Hi princess Isabella, we're so happy you're finally here", he said tearfully as he stretched his finger so your daughter could grab it between hee much smaller ones.

"Now we're gonna need to take little Isabella - such a beautiful name - to check everything while you deliver the rest, okay?", one of the nurses said and you extended your arms so she could grab her.

Oscar looked over to the nurses' station as they measured and weighed the baby before he looked down to you on the bed, "Thank you for making me a father again, I love you both so much, my love", he said with loving and still a bit teary eyes, grabbing your hand in his and kissing them before touching your forehead lovingly.

"I love you so much, Oscar", you whispered and you kissed his hand that was caressing your cheek, "there's no one else I'd be a parent with".

After delivering the placenta and having your baby girl back in your chest, Oscar couldn't stop the overwhelming surge of feelings in his chest. He was so happy and grateful for you and at the prospect of the life he had yet to fill with memories with your family.

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When you were finally able to bring Isabella home, the boys were the best behaved you had ever seen them. They weren't troublemakers, and from what you heard the other parents share whenever you waited for the kids outside the school gate, they definitely were a breeze compared to the stories you heard, but this was new.

"I'll fill this up for you, mummy", Lucas stated, grabbing the water bottle you kept near you ti make sure you were drinking enough and helping your milk supply.

"Thank you, buddy", you smiled, adjusting Isabella's head so she could have a better latch.

"Here are the nappies for Isa", Jack offered as he carried the unopened packet he offered to get from the nursery so you could refill the caddy you kept in the living room.

"Thank you, Jack, that's very helpful", you smiled as Oscar sat next to you, "they're being so helpful, it's so cute", you mused.

"Before you came home, they helped me and your parents tidy up and they promise your dad they would be on their best behaviour", your husband mused, kissing your shoulder and looking at your daughter as she suckled on your nipple, never getting tired of watching her beautiful face.

"At what time did Lando say he was coming to visit?", you asked, squinting to look at the time on the TV.

"He said he'd be here in an hour or so, and then his wife and the kids would come later after she got them from school", Oscar mused, "here, let me burp her", he said.

Wiping the corners of Isabella's lips, you kissed her forehead before letting her go to Oscar's arms, watching his tap her back to get all the wind out before she looked ready to fall asleep.

"Mummy is going to have a shower, so you two be good, okay?", you told the boys before you headed up.

Oscar was resting his eyes when his phone alerted to who the car he heard outside belonged to, making him get up and open the door to find Lando.

"Well, hello there, Oscar, and little Isabella, hello darling", he cooed, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.

"Uncle Lando!", the boys cheered quietly, hugging his legs and letting him ruffle their hair.

"Where's your mummy?", Lando asked, "I brought this goodie bag with all things for postpartum fun! We got one of these from my sisters when we had Lottie and it helped a lot".

"She's upstairs, she said she was going to have a shower and my bet is that she's taking a nap", Oscar added, letting Lando sit before he could pass the little bundle of joy to his arms.

"Hello, little princess, aren't you a cutie", Lando said as he looked at the youngest Piastri.

"You have to support her head, like this", Lucas advised the father of three - soon to be four.

"I know, buddy, thank you for your help", Lando smiled at his protectiveness, letting the boys sit on either side of him.

"She doesn't like when her hands aren't covered - let me fix it", Jack offered before he pulled on the blanket around his sister's hands.

"They're both like this all the time?", Lando wondered as Oscar nodded.

"They don't let anyone else touch her without them being near - only me and Y/N get to keep her to ourselves", Oscar chuckled.

"Oh, she's fussing, daddy!", Jack alerted him.

As if on cue, you walked downstairs and into the living room as Lando was up, trying to soothe the little girl, "it's alright, uncle Lando is here, Isabella", you heard him tell her gently.

"Hello", you greeted as all eyes landed on you.

"Yeah, that's your mummy, babygirl", Lando assured, "and you want her, don't you? I can't compete with your mummy, can I?", he said as he walked closer to you, giving your daughter back so she could cuddle into your chest before he squeezed your arm.

"Thank you", you smiled, "you met uncle Lala, babygirl?", you mused, stroking her cheek and feeling her cries soothe down.

"Just about, yes - your boys surely have the protective older brother thing down", the british driver giggled.

"They're already the best big brothers and she has only been with us for a couple of days", you smiled.

[hfjonewiki]

Hi! I hope this isn't a strange thing to ask but could you tell me more about ii-critical? I'm writing a research paper on the ii community and I wanna gain more insight to what that part of the fandom was all about.

My main questions are: Why did it exist? Why were you apart of it? What were the posts like? What was the biggest drama? Hell, what platform was it even on??

I wasn't that deep in the OSC when it was up and running (only really got into the community in ~2018) so a lot of community context from that era is lost on me. If you have any other object show oldhead insight for ii you wanna share, please do! I find fandom fascinating and would love to here more stories.

hoooo boy...... cracks knuckles. i went over it a little bit in a previous post but i'll try and give more info this time

(also this should go without saying but please don't try and seek out anyone mentioned or involved its been like 6-7 years since all this happened. also most of us were mentally unstable teenagers hence the. everything)

ii-critical originated as a tumblr blog created by someone named mira (i have no idea if they still go by mira or what their pronouns are now. i'm just gonna stick to they/them for convenience) as a way for them to discuss their criticisms towards the show's writing. the blog was created in mid-to-late 2017, during a time period where "(media) critical" was becoming a common tag. the trend was started by "su critical", a tag created by steven universe fans to discuss the show's faults in response to the show being in a rut of making some VERY dubious decisions (i believe it was started around bismuth's introduction, which was heavily criticized at the time for MANY reasons). the "critical" tags were often created for fandoms who tended to be hostile towards criticism of the media they were based around. the inanimate insanity fandom didn't really have that issue, thankfully. and so, the blog "ii-critical" was born.

at the beginning, the posts were about mira going through an episode beat by beat, and pointing out things they both liked and disliked about it. occasionally, there were posts analyzing a specific character. i'm kind of speeding through the "what were the posts like" section because that is by far the LEAST interesting part of the ii-critical mythos

i found the blog very shortly after its creation. it caught me at a good time, because i was at a point where i was becoming disillusioned with the show (episode 11 was the most recent episode at this point, and i really disliked it due to it being at the peak of ii's melodrama era. the show just felt miserable to watch. s2e11 sucking butt is still an opinion i stand by today Lolzor). mira and i started talking and i was brought on as the blog's other moderator, and i wrote my own analysis posts.

the blog was decently successful and didn't actually get that much hate. most people agreed with our criticisms and were, like, normal about the concept of a thing they liked being flawed. at some point we had a decent amount of followers and made the ill-fated decision to create a discord server for the blog. for added context: at the time of the server's creation, mira was 13, and i was 14. we were NOT old enough to be running a public discord server that at least 50+ people ended up joining.

the server had a lot of problems, mainly in regards to the channels. since we were both at the age where you are hormonal and stupid, we decided to make the nsfw channel accessible to everyone, and didn't even ask for people to include their ages in their intros. a concerning amount of people assumed that mira and i were both adults, or at least older teens until we said otherwise. we also had a blacklist and vent channel, which, word of advice, you should NOT have in a public server. shit gets out of hand SO fast. i vividly remember there being at least one guy who posted in the vent channel on a near-daily basis about pretty serious stuff. trust me when i say that people shared some HORRIFIC information in there. also, we had an emoji that was just a drawing of donut from bfdi with his whole cock and balls hanging out because we thought it was funny. i'm pretty sure there wasn't a "please don't post the donut balls emoji in non-nsfw channels" rule anywhere either.

i could go into more detail about various happenings, but that delves too deeply into interpersonal drama that frankly has no business being shared publicly. one of the most concerning things that happened, however, was this one guy who would come in vc, barely say anything, and fuck around with his gun the whole time. and yes, you could hear it. eventually we got reports of him being predatory towards a younger member of the server, and he was banned. i think that was the first thing that made mira and i go, "oh, we might've fucked up". there was also another incident where somebody was leaking information from inside the server (yet another reason why the vent channel was a HORRIBLE idea), and we banned a bunch of inactive people until eventually realizing somebody had stolen the username and pfp of a real user and impersonated them to stay in the server. this whole ordeal lasted like, two weeks. and again!! we were just BARELY no longer preteens at this point!! and we still thought, yeah, we can handle this. we're super capable. at one point we hired two other moderators (one of whom was 14-15, and the other was an actual adult for once. having an adult moderator led to us FINALLY locking the nsfw channel off to minors, since we had somebody who could moderate it for us), but this was towards the end so most of the damage had already been done

i was removed as a moderator on the blog after a large amount of interpersonal nonsense that, again, i'm not going to get into. it was mainly just because i was spending too much time in the server instead of posting on the blog like i was supposed to. a couple weeks later, i was suddenly banned from the server and mira had blocked me on everything. again, interpersonal nonsense and both of us being mentally unstable, not anyone's business. we reconciled a few months after and both apologized for being dumbasses, so we at least ended things on better terms.

another notable thing is that sometimes, crew members would pop in and out of the server, and they were surprisingly chill about the blog's existence. it was mainly justin and sam from what i remember, and resulted in this legendary image:

i don't remember this bit, but at some point taylor may have responded to one of our posts and was Not Nice about it? again, i don't remember this, take it with a grain of salt. but knowing his history with getting into shit with fans for no reason and how it got to the point where it was cited as a reason he was removed from the team, yeah that tracks

talking about ii-critical is strange, because i don't know where to draw the line between "infamous blog from the early days of the tumblr osc", "stupid pointless infighting between teenagers", and "genuinely horrible decisions and moderation that caused real damage". i'm trying to stick to just the first one and giving info about the last one when necessary. i'm aware a lot of this is gonna paint my past self in a VERY unflattering light, but that's who i was and what i did when i was 14 and i just have to accept that.

ii-critical was just a facet of the tumblr osc circa 2017. a lot of what happened can be traced back to larger issues with the fandom, especially when it came to restrictions on nsfw content. remember, this is pre-tumblr porn ban. i knew an ALARMING amount of people who had nsfw blogs, and even posted nsfw art while they were minors. i don't wanna seem like i'm making excuses for fucking up when it came to moderation and keeping our members safe, but it's important to know that the blog and server were very much a product of a specific point in tumblr history. we saw minors casually posting nsfw on a regular basis and thought, "yeah, it should be fine to have the nsfw channel open to everyone, right?" and like i said, we didn't originally require ages upon introduction. people didn't realize how badly we'd fucked up until the damage had already been done.

i could go on about the dozens of other ways i fucked up, but that would start to dive into the interpersonal side of things. i think i covered everything that actually mattered. i don't plan on talking about ii-critical to this extent again any time soon. everyone who both ran and was part of the blog and server have moved on, i don't wanna keep dragging people back to what's probably a very unpleasant period of their lives.

that said, if prompted, i will talk about the 2012-2014 deviantart era + "dark ages" of the osc AT LENGTH if prompted. i swear i have wisdom beyond the shitty blog i ran with my friends as a teenager. you dont even know about the Ball OC Discourse

[oscconfessions]

Right, so I watched the first episode of ION cause of the constant discussion of it on this blog, and... it's pretty neat!! I like it so far, and look forward to watching more episodes of it. While watching I kept in mind all of the complaints said here and yeah, I can certainly see why so many people are off-put by the show.

The artstyle is definitely... different. It takes some getting used to, and I suppose some aren't able to tolerate it at all. The way I think about it, I just see it as how solely the ION characters look. Like, objects within/from that universe have much more detailed/human-like faces, it's normal there. Now, if someone were to apply those faces to any other object show I would Absolutely Hate it. But within ION? It's fine!! That's how they're supposed to look, and their designs fit their personalities in my opinion. (Honestly I was expecting worse, thought it would be go-animate levels of uncanniness ahah).

Also, Cracklin's character is what I suppose some would call "weird". Really, he reminds me of a typical young anime character swooning and obsessing over a teacher/mentor figure. I do see why some people would call that annoying or creepy, but I'm personally indifferent to it. Chief doesn't seem incredibly bothered by it and the two of them seem to have a forgotten history that might be influencing some of Cracklin's behavior towards him.

Thinking about the entire debate on people's distaste or praisal for this show is a bit complicated, but I'd summarize it by comparing it to the parts of an animated MAP. Like yeah, people really like when different parts flow and mesh together (PPT2, YAG, OLO) and sometimes are amazed by really flashy or skilled parts that stand out (ONE, TNM, MO) but there's often one or two artists with particularly striking styles that... just aren't as popular. They're not the normal status quo and don't quite match the interests of all the viewers. And there's nothing wrong with any of that, really. Some people don't find some artstyles as appealing as others, and would rather stick to what they're most familiar with or change it little. Some artists want to explore outside the usual medium, and incorporate their own styles or experiment with something completely new. Both of those are okay!! It's good to have creativity in a community, and it's fine to only stick with the parts you enjoy most. The two sides of this discussion are equally valid, and there's no need to get upset at one another over them, yeah?

Anyhow, I'm excited to see how the story develops and what exactly happened at that power plant, the beginning bits of the plot are already very intriguing. The backgrounds are superb by the way, they add so much to the vibe of the scenes. I also quite like the animation too, it's not constant frame-by-frame movement but it isn't a simple slideshow either, there's lots of varied expressions/poses and tweening. Overall, I think this show has lots of great things about it and really does add a unique flavor to the OSC as a whole!!

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This is a productivity tracker.

GOOD EVENING.

Before anything else, I know this is going to be bad writing, it's my first blog post. Yuck. It sounds so corny, but this is what 16 year-old Bianca would’ve wanted. I used to daydream about being a tumblr girl. Almost everyone who had a tumblr account wanted to be one. They're just too afraid to say it. Cowards.

Anyway, let me introduce myself. My name is Bianca. I'm 22 years old and a second year medical student. I'm pretty much lost in life but like, in a good way maybe? The kind that when I open it up to my mom she would just say that it’s a normal thing in life. I don't know where I'm going with this but I hope I'll get my thoughts across. It's only a good thing for me because I have accepted it.

I have so many things to say but very little time. You see, I still have to finish two papers, two worksheets, study for OSCE and for my Microbiology long quiz. And it's already 20:30. I just thought that I really need to write and post this already.

I'm doing this because I want to see my productivity. I want to check my progress. I'm doing this because most of the time, I'm just so lost with how many things I should do and am doing. Everything's happening so fast that I can't catch up. Everything's so overwhelming I get really drained and exhausted. That’s all.

It's going to be great. :)

[littlemisssquiggles]

RWBY Musings #69: A Proclamation of Love. What if…Oscar confesses his love for Ruby before sacrificing himself to be captured by Salem for the Atlas Arc?

cloudburst-paint-water asked

“ Good day! So I’ve seen a lot of people tossing around the theory that either Oscar or Ruby (perhaps both) are going to be kidnapped in the Vol. 7, given that Salem has her flying monkeys ready AND the Tyrian and Watts trio are headed there, not to mention Cinder and Neo. What do you think about it? It makes me pretty excited at the prospect of both Oscar and Ruby having to depend on each other in the face of Salem, but I’m also leaning towards an Atlas central arc? ･:*+.\(( °ω° ))/.:+ - Cloud

Squiggles Answers:  

 @cloudburst-paint-water​

‘Sup Cloud! 

Wait…people are now tossing around this idea of a Dark Domain Arc? Tsk, tsk, ya’ll whippersnappers are late to the party. Not to toot my own foghorn but this squiggle meister has been singing that theory since V5. 

For almost a year, I’ve been dropping mentions of a potential Dark Domain Arc where Ruby and Oscar get kidnapped and taken to Salem and have to survive the Dark Domain on their own. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve brought this theory up. I brought this up before V6 ended. Heck I even talked about flying monkey Grimm long before it became canon. Both here and here along with my prediction of Grimmzilla.

I guess this is the plight of when you talk too much and share too many theories. At some point, they all become one big blur XD

But yeah, to actually answer your question Cloud, (sorry for the ramble) if you can’t tell by how passionate I am about the potential of such an arc, I am totally down for a standalone Dark Domain Arc in RWBY where it’s just the Rosebuds---Ruby and Oscar, left to survive the Land of Darkness far away from their friends depending only on each other.

Like I said, it’s a theory I talked about before on my blog and with the flying monkeys being official canon now, the possibilities of that actually happening are growing closer and closer. However I don’t think the Dark Domain Arc is going to happen in V7. As I mentioned in this response post here, I feel like there is a differentiation in the timelines of the finale after credit scenes. Even though the V6 finale after credit scene revealed Salem creating her army of Winged Beringels, my theory is that this scene actually takes place during the heroes’ time in Atlas.

Like while this is happening, the heroes have already settled into Atlas. I’m not banking on these critters showing up until possibly the end of V7 or V8. Take the V5 after credit scene for example. Although V5 teased Raven reconciling with Tai Yang, V6 gave no real follow up to that so this led me to assume that Tai and Raven’s reunion is happening at a different time than what the after credit scene made us to believe.

For all we know, Raven going to Tai might be a premature foreshadow to a future season that follows after the Atlas Arc. With the exception of V4’s after credit scene, my hunch is that both of the succeeding finale after credit scenes for V5 and V6 take place at timelines during the Atlas Arc meaning that while these events are happening, our heroes are already safe living in Atlas. At least…for the time being.

I’m not expecting the Winged Beringels to officially appear until V8 unless they do arrive to try and kidnap Oscar but get easily gunned down by the Atlesian air forces.

I’d also like to think that in addition to their air forces set up outside the kingdom’s walls on 24/7 surveillance, Atlas is probably heavily safeguarded by a powerful force field like the one used during the Vytal Festival.

Since Salem ordered Watts and Tyrian to go to Atlas to prepare, I’m wondering if the Winged Beringels have something to do with that.

In the Wizard of Oz story, the Wicked Witch of the West used her army of winged monkeys to conquer the western quadrant of Oz. So my theory is that at some point during the Atlas Arc, Salem will probably send her army of Winged Beringels to invade the kingdom of Atlas. She must’ve sent Watts and Tyrian ahead to prepare for that invasion by disabling and taking control of the Atlesian defences, the same way they did at the Vytal Festival which would then allow the Beringels to enter the kingdom and spark chaos.

I’d like to believe that part of Salem’s plan is to also use her new beasts to kidnap Oscar since she’s targeting Ozpin. In the Wizard of Oz, the winged monkeys were also used to capture Dorothy Gale and the Cowardly Lion, dismembering and destroying the Scarecrow and Tin Woodman in the process.

Some theorists are already speculating that the Winged Beringels may possibly kill or perhaps severely hurt Qrow Branwen and General Ironwood.

Perhaps…this is will be how Salem gets Oscar to be captured willingly. Imagine…the Beringels being too much of a threat for our heroes and after one of them practically takes General Ironwood apart and prepares to make the same of Qrow, that’s when Oscar makes Salem an offer she can’t refuse.

I’m picturing a scene where Salem communicates with Oscar (and technically Ozpin) through the Beringels. I want a moment where the Alpha of the Beringels speaks to Oscar and its Salem’s voice you hear coming out of the Grimm to show that there is a magical link between Salem and the primal abominations.

With his friends in danger, Oscar does the one thing he could do in that moment. He surrenders; offering himself to be taken prisoner by Salem in exchange that she spares his friends and the innocent people of Atlas.

Oscar has been hinted at drawing inspiration from two signature Wizard of Oz characters:  Dorothy Gale and Princess Ozma/ Tip. There’s also been talk that Oscar’s official huntsmen gear connects him to the Little Prince.

In the Wizard of Oz, both Dorothy and Ozma ultimately become prisoners. Dorothy is captured and taken to the Wicked Witch of the West in the Wonderful Wizard of Oz. In the Lost Princess of Oz, Ozma is kidnapped and it is her dearest friend Dorothy Gale who comes to her rescue with a search party. Then in Glinda of Oz, both Dorothy and Ozma are captured by the wicked Queen Coo-ee-ooh while trying to stop a war between two races.

 Imagine…Oscar being captured to be taken to Salem and the very last thing he says to Ruby before he’s taken away is that he loves her?

Imagine…the CRWBY spending two whole volumes of the Atlas Arc developing Oscar further as his own character, naturally building on his friendship with the other heroes especially Ruby who he’s seen to be the most attached to.

Picture…V7 and V8 really establishing the close bond between Ruby and Oscar to the point that it confirms their blossoming love for each other. Or…at least it confirms Oscar falling in love with Ruby. But before the audience can get the chance to learn whether or not Ruby reciprocates those feelings, in comes the Battle for Atlas in the middle of the Atlas Arc.

Since the Battle for Haven took place only the second volume of the Mistral Trilogy, I’m banking on the CRWBY possibly following the same routine. V7 will probably deal mostly with Weiss’ side of the story with the Schnee Family affairs and the Crimes of the SDC being the backbone of the plot while V8 will most likely bring us into the eventual fight to defend the kingdom in the sky. That’s my best guess.

If things go accordingly, V9 could be the standalone Dark Domain Arc which is set as part of the Atlas Trilogy since it falls directly after the events of Atlas.

The way how I see it. A Dark Domain Arc could be done one of two ways. It could end in both Ruby and Oscar getting captured and taken to Salem before escaping and having to survive on their own without their friends, as I’d originally envisioned.

Or…it could involve this new alternative---where Oscar sacrifices himself to be captured in order to protect Atlas and the Dark Domain Arc will instead focus on Ruby leading a small rescue party into the dark lands to get Oscar back.

Picture this…The Atlas Arc ends in another successfully executed victory in favour of the villains. Not only does Salem manage to spark further backlash between the remaining kingdoms and Atlas but thanks to the ingenious works of Arthur Watts and Tyrian, she manages to claim two of the Relics.

The Kingdom of Atlas in under siege. The city and its people are in turmoil overrun by Grimm now left to invade the kingdom after Watts disabled its defences. The heroes are once again outnumbered and overpowered and even Ruby’s Silver Eyes aren’t a match for a massive army of Grimm.

At some point, Salem speaks to Oscar in particular and gives him an ultimatum: Surrender to her or watch the People of Atlas and everyone he loves die.

So Oscar has no choice but to give himself up. The only people there to watch him get taken are an incapacitated General Ironwood and injured Qrow Branwen bloodied to the point that he resembles Aizawa from My Hero Academia after he got his ass pummelled into the ground by a Nomu.

And of course, Ruby is there too, equally wounded and exhausted from overexerting her Silver Eyes. She and Oscar were alone fighting together beside Ironwood and Qrow when the Beringels came and overpowered them. I’m picturing a Beringel holding Ruby in a firm chokehold threatening to strangle the life out of her or snap her neck on Salem’s command to further affirm to Oscar’s watchful eyes that the Wicked Witch wasn’t playing around with her threats.

So to protect his comrades including the girl he loved, Oscar surrenders. Oscar leaves with Tyrian and Watts and to make sure that Ruby doesn’t try to come after them, Salem additionally threatens Ruby with if she tried to prevent Oscar’s sacrifice, she’d kill both Ironwood and Qrow.

So Ruby has no choice but to watch Oscar get taken away by the villains; possibly to his own demise. The last memory Ruby has of Oscar is his tear stricken face locking eyes with hers one final time.

“…I love you” is all Oscar gets to say to Ruby before Tyrian heartlessly knocks him out the instant he steps foot in the airship. After that, Salem surprisingly kept her word and spared Atlas with her Beringels leaving as soon as she got Oscar.

Or…so Salem leads Oscar to believe. In my imagination, the instant Salem has Oscar/Ozpin in her clutches; she orders Tyrian or Watts to detonate the grandmaster thingamajiggie which would send the entire kingdom of Atlas plummeting to its demise below taking the Kingdom of Mantle with it, killing millions.

As Oscar regains consciousness in the dock of the airship, he looks outside just in time to watch in dismay as Atlas in blown out of the sky with the Kingdom plunging to its doom above the unsuspecting People of Mantle. So…Oscar’s sacrifice had been in vain. Salem still went ahead and killed everyone anyways.

And to add more insult to injury, as Oscar falls to his knees crying over the deaths of his friends, he’s not even allowed to grieve in peace as Tyrian, feigning sympathy, cups his face in faux concern and tells Oscar that he should be counting himself lucky that the gentle goddess showed him enough pity to whisk him off to safety as a opposed to leaving him to die in Atlas. According to Tyrian, Oscar should be grateful instead of mournful. A remark which only serves to set Oscar off which, unfortunately for Oscar, is exactly what Tyrian was hoping for. The instant Oscar makes an enraged attempt to lash out at Tyrian, the scorpion Faunus stings Oscar in the neck.

The last thing Oscar recalls is the kingdom of Atlas in flames falling from the skies before his world turned to darkness. Literally.

I was told that in The Little Prince story, the little Prince fell in love with a rose however the rose was vain. But by the time the rose realized her feelings for the prince, it was too late and he returned home or something to that liking.

While Ruby Rose is far from being vain, I do love the concept of the Atlas Arc building upon a potential romance between Ruby and Oscar. However by the time Ruby realizes her own feelings for Oscar, he gets captured and taken away from her to Salem and the last words Oscar says to Ruby is “I love you”.

Wouldn’t that be a real kick in the teeth? Ruby realizing she loves Oscar too but can’t say it because he gets taken away to possibly be tortured and killed by Salem while she and the others are left to do what they can’t to salvage and save Atlas before it hits the ground.

Speaking of Atlas, while I am in love with the overall design of this skyward kingdom, the very first thing I thought of when I saw Atlas is that it’s giving me huge Age of Ultron vibes. In Avengers: Age of Ultron, the villainous Ultron levitated a huge chunk of the Earth into the sky in an attempt to cause further destruction to the world below.

It wouldn’t surprise me if Atlas ends up falling from the sky for the Atlas Arc. What would actually be interesting is if Atlas ends up falling with the Kingdom being forced to return Mantle and rebuilt itself. Or even better, what if Atlas falls but it’s the ingenuity of the People of Mantle who help save their Atlesian brethren. After all, Atlas wouldn’t exist without Mantle. The Kingdom might have forgotten of that over the years. All the more reason to have Mantle come to Atlas’ aid when their kingdom is in great peril. Wouldn’t that be a nice twist?

But…we’ll see.

Imagine…Ruby wanting to lead a search party to go to the Dark Domain to rescue Oscar. However there is tension in this idea because by the end of Atlas Arc, Salem gains the Relics of Knowledge and Creation which forces the heroes no choice but to head for Vacuo immediately to make sure the Sword doesn’t fall into Salem’s hands too.

Of course claiming the Relic of Destruction becomes a major priority since it is believed to be the most dangerous of the four Relics and if Salem were to get her hands on that Relic then the heroes would lose for sure. But with Oscar becoming Salem’s prisoner and with his close comrades, particularly Ruby, worried for his safety in Salem’s clutches, his life on the line also becomes a priority.

Imagine…the heroes dividing for a second time only this time it’s on good terms and for a very valid reason. While one team heads directly for Shade Academy in Vacuo, another heads for the Dark lands.

I know folks were excited for a Dark Domain Arc involving Ruby and Oscar, but I raise you another possibility. What if…we get another volume where it’s the RNJR squad of Ruby, Jaune, Ren and Nora traversing the dark lands on their way toward Salem’s Domain to rescue Oscar?

While this is happening, Weiss, Blake and Yang head for Vacuo to rendezvous with their comrades in Vacuo---like Team SSSN and CVFY to rally together to protect Shade.

I know fans didn’t particularly enjoy the split up stories for V4 and V5. To be fair, I’m actually one of the folks who didn’t mind that format. I don’t think the Writers did a terrible job either with V4 and V5. My main issues were the Writers lack of ‘show, don’t tell’ back in those volumes where characters would just tell the audience that certain things are a certain way without much on-screen build-up.

 For example; Weiss accusing Whitley of manipulating and double crossing her when there is no real on-screen evidence to support him committing such a heinous action towards his sister. Yet he accepts the accusation anyways.

Who knows? Perhaps after two more successful seasons of improvement, the CRWBY Writers may be daring enough to try another season where the story is divided between two factions---the heroes in the Dark Domain and the heroes in Vacuo.

As much as I would love for a single arc where it’s just Ruby and Oscar surviving a Grimm-infested dark world together while learning more about each other in the process (since it would be a welcomed first for the series), I also wouldn’t mind another season of the RNJR squad this time working together to save Oscar while WBY are off in Vacuo to soak up some SSSN and CVFY!

I mean our Rosebuds working together to survive is amazing and all. But imagine if they’re separated from each other, forced to believe the other was dead while clinging desperately to the belief that they’d see each other again somehow. Picture Ruby fighting through hell just to get to Oscar and how it would be like to see them reunite after such an intense separation.

Picture…how powerful a moment it would be for RoseGarden to share their first kiss after a full season of watching them both panic for each other’s lives, reminisce of the fond memories they shared together and cling to any bit of happiness and warmth they felt from those good memories to help fuel what little hope they each had of seeing each other again---hearing each other’s voice and getting so much as to hold each other’s hand again. Or seeing each other’s welcoming smiles again.

To me, a Dark Domain Arc with Ruby Rose leading a rescue party of herself and JNR (RNJR Squad) to save Oscar is beginning to sound just as compelling---maybe even a bit more, than a Dark Domain Arc with just the Rosebuds. Maybe both can be done since both stories were done for the Wizard of Oz. Buuuuut….who knows, y’know?

As always, this is just me spouting ideas. But damn, would an idea like this be awesome. Especially for the future of RoseGarden.

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 ~LittleMissSquiggles (2019)

[living-the-med-life]

16.02.2019 2.30pm

Hey everyone! I hope you’re all well and had a great week. Also, omg thank you again!! I’ve got over 125 followers?! I’m amazed that my humble little blog has interested so many of you. I hope it’s helping you get an insight into medicine and inspiring you to do your best in whatever you choose to apply yourself in! ❤️

My week has been really hectic but good. I’ve got lots of notes and flashcards to make this weekend on hypertension as I haven’t been able to find the time to complete all of them during the week (I had three shifts of work plus uni every day). This week, we focused on hypertension which has been really interesting to cover but has been a very heavy topic in terms of content.

I loved my placement this week. We were fortunate enough to have an amazing consultant and lovely patients who were willing to let us auscultate them and listen to their heart sounds so we could practice. I’m always so grateful to these patients because it can be tiring for them. I was able to practice doing a full cardiovascular examination on an elderly patient and she was so patient with me. I was so nervous!

Also, I haven’t made many notes this week like I mentioned before but my books finally came in the post. These two books are so good. Macleod’s clinical examination textbook is the best for OSCES and this cute little mindmap book is great to base notes off or for a quick cram session.

This has been a really long update. I think I might try to give updates more frequently- what do you think?

Wishing you guys the best as always xx

[medicslacks]

Hello I’m Back. Still At Medical School. Still Failing Upwards.

It’s been a while. Hope you’ve all been well. A warm welcome to the hundreds of you who have joined while I’ve been MIA. So here’s the thing. I think I’ve had what most people would consider a nightmare journey through medical school. 

My first 3 years were a mess, please see below: 

http://medicslacks.tumblr.com/post/121958783985/full-disclosure 

Then in my 4th year I started this blog and finally figured out how to revise properly. Got through 4th year written exams without a hitch. And then came the OSCE. 

Oh OSCE. 

I failed 1 too many stations and so had to resit. 

Fortunately, my university put on some intensive ‘How To Do OSCEs’ sessions for those of us who failed the first sitting and I passed every station in the resit. 

Not only that, but guess who beasted her way through 5th year writtens and OSCEs? Me. I did that. 

I’m restarting this blog in my final year because I want it to be a little glimmer of hope for those of you who are struggling. Maybe not in medical school, maybe not even at university. 

It doesn’t mean you’re not intelligent and capable, and even if everybody else thinks you’re a genius- it’s okay for you to feel like you’re struggling. Heck, even outright failing your way through is fine… just get through it. Figure things out as you pick yourself back up and bounce back. Because honestly, trust me when I tell you, it doesn’t matter how badly things are going right now… it can and will get better. 

The first year in my medical degree where I didn’t fail anything was my 5th year. Bruh, even if you fail every single year, I still believe in you.

[help-im-a-medstudent]

Hello. Do you have any study tips for medicine lectures? I’m really struggling and I’m so behind, and I’m worried about exams already. I don’t really learn in lectures and I don’t know what to do.

Hello, sorry this took a few days, I’ve been crazy busy. I hope you see this answer! 

I’m going to be totally honest. I am in fourth year, in the run up to the biggest exams of med school so far, and I have never been “on top” of my lectures. It’s something I am struggling with myself, and this advice is also what I’m trying to tell myself as well. Because I have had such high expectations of what I “need” to do, and feel terrible when I don’t achieve it, even though I have passed every year, and with really good grades. As I am writing this, I have that niggling at the back of my mind that I am 2 weeks behind on lectures and I am incredibly unmotivated to do work when I sit in front of the computer. 

One thing I have been encouraged to ask myself is: am i really behind? I’m not being facetious here, but it’s something my therapist has been trying to get through to me. I put a lot of expectations on myself about how much work I think I should do, and what I need to do. And I say I’m behind because I am not meeting my own expectations, but actually I’m doing enough, or the same as other people on my course. And I will pass, and be a doctor at the end of it. 

Talk to others and see how much they are doing as well, you will probably be surprised. Also, if you are struggling and unsure of what you need to be doing, talk to staff at the medical school. If you have a tutor, get in touch with them as they will know the course well and will have seen many students over the years who have struggled and they can help.

Overall, I want to encourage you that it will be fine, yes exams are stressful but they aren’t unmanageable and medical schools want you to pass. they will do all they can to help so don’t be afraid to ask. I have some specific tips under the cut, sorry this is a long post!

Sometimes lectures can be awful and I don’t learn from them at all, however I would recommend going to them. Even if your university has a recording system and you’re tempted to not go because you’ll just listen back online, but in reality (I speak from experience) you don’t. Even just sitting in a lecture, when you go to look over it, something will have stuck, or you’ll remember the lecturer went into detail on one slide, so you could go to that specific part of the recording and get the extra information in smaller bits rather than being bombarded with it for a whole hour. 

During lectures, try and write things down that aren’t on the slides, rather than trying to frantically copy down the slides themselves as you risk missing what’s been said. Laptop or notebook, whichever you prefer. I personally don’t take a laptop because the internet can distract me very very easily in a dull lecture, but some people prefer to make notes directly onto the powerpoint if it’s already available. (also an advantage of having a laptop, depending on your study methods, is that if the lecturer is reading off the slides, you can make a set of notes on a word document during the lecture.)

After a lecture I do like to type up a set of notes. This comes down to personal preference, but I take a bit of time over these notes. I like to make sure I understand what’s in the lecture so I tend to put in a little bit more detail. However, because this takes time, it can be unfeasible. One way to cut down your workload in lecture notes is to refer to learning outcomes (if you have them). This means anything in a lecture that isn’t stated on the outcomes you can spend less time over (I wouldn’t say you can ignore them because a. learning outcomes can be vague and exams can be sneaky and b. it’s probably still clinically relevant and may help to understand basic concepts). 

If you’re still not doing well with lectures, find alternative teaching sources. Use small group teaching and practicals to practice and learn with peers or talk to staff on a one to one basis. I’ve found a lot of clinicians are brilliant teachers, but terrible lecturers. Use the reading list if you find you can learn from textbooks. Look on youtube, quizlet, memrise. There are loads of websites out there specifically for medicine as well, I can’t think of them all right now but I know there are masterposts floating around tumblr, check out a few other med student blogs I’m sure you’ll find links. 

In terms of exams, without knowing what sort you’ll be having I can’t give specific advice however these are a few tips I have: 

OSCE - be calm. It’s hard, you get nervous, but if you sound confident the examiner is almost less likely to notice your mistakes, or won’t mark you down as badly for fluency. Also, again it’s hard but focus on each station when you’re there. don’t think about what went wrong, or try to listen to the next one so you know what’s coming up because you’ll lose track of the current one. 

Multiple choice - don’t worry if you think two answers could be right. A lot of medical schools have ‘single best answer’ where a few options could be right, but you have to pick the best one for the situation. An example of that would be types of antibiotics for a specific infection, where they are all used to treat that organism, but perhaps the patient has poor kidney function, so they should be given a lower dose/different type. Also, if you don’t know at all, try and make an educated guess. there shouldn’t be negative marking, so you’ve normally got a 20 or 25% chance (and often you can rule out 1 or 2 ‘definitely wrong’ answers, which increases your chances!) 

Longer written answers - get in all the key words. don’t try and make things confusing for yourself, mark schemes often have specific words they need for the points, and they can be really basic words as well. Write simple sentences, you’ll confuse yourself and the marker otherwise! 

I hope all of this has been useful, if you need anything else explaining, just ask or message me directly I’m happy to help :) 

[withgoodintcntions]

Moving on up.

It’s been over a year since I last wrote a post for this blog, and a lot has happened in the interim. Where to begin? In reading over the posts of M1-past, I am struck by how vivid a picture I painted of my first month of medical school--and how much has changed between that point and now. 

For starters, I’ve now seen so many SPs that touching a stranger or asking them questions otherwise unsuitable for civilized conversation is no longer a foreign feeling. Once I made the (what should have been obvious) connection that white coat equals a certain set of privileges and responsibilities with respect to personal space, I fairly quickly adjusted. I still remember the first time I did an exam other than HEENT. At that point, looking in people’s ears, eyes, and noses was now normal. Having them undress so I could take a look at their abdomen was certainly not. Again, with time, shock and uncertainty was replaced with confidence and self-assurance. Since then, I’ve learned a full lymph node exam, abdominal exam, chest exam, vision testing, cognition, neurological function and muscle strength/range of motion exams. I survived the dreaded evolution of taking a full patient history. I’ve now done it in the context of not only the well-looking patient, but one clutching their head in agony. I’ve counseled patients on diseases like diabetes, high blood pressure, weight loss methods, and how to properly use an inhaler. I’ve learned basic suture techniques, IV placement, injections, and intubation. 

In short: I look back at who I was then, and only through reading my reflections can I remember what it was like before I had the mantra of ‘CC, HPI, PMSHx, FHx, social, ROS’. The entirety of M1 year, we had checklists to help guide our histories of various present illnesses and to make sure we hit all of the most important physical exam techniques. Now, we’re tossed in the deep end and asked to swim--and it’s not that difficult to stay afloat. 

Classwork is still the same as it ever was, but I’ve streamlined my entire approach. I am very selective about which lectures I attend. I spend the majority of my time using outside resources to make sure I’m learning the material for each block in the order I need and with the right amount of emphasis on every component. I have tricks for learning pharmacology and microbiology. I’ve cultivated a small but effective library of textbooks that now live on a bookshelf by my (recently acquired) desk. I’ve got a comfortable work space set up with candles, task lighting, and a view to keep me from never seeing the sun, because I’m always here, working on something. 

My insights on life beyond studies still hold true. As predicted, times did get tough periodically. Running, volleyball, studying at a local Starbucks, and finding good groups of friends to study with really helped. Self care really can’t be emphasized enough in medical school. I’ve seen first-hand over the last year or so the toll it can take when you don’t take care of yourself. It’s a struggle to find a balance that keeps things tolerable, and at times you hate everyone and everything. To be frank, it sucks, but the good part is that if you take the time to look around and open up to your colleagues, you’ll find you’re not alone. Sometimes, that’s all you need to tip things back in your favor. 

I wish I’d taken the time to write about my first experience with our cadaver. I couldn’t even try to re-capture that moment. However, when we returned from our summer break, we found we had fresh cadavers to continue our dissections with. I couldn’t have been more awestruck by the delicate beauty of the fine nerve fibers piercing through muscle tissue as they coursed to their destinations. As I examined the tiny blood vessel running alongside each white strand, I realized how much my eye had developed for those sorts of details. Over the course of the last year, we examined the musculoskeletal system, sliced brains into cross-sections to study the structures therein, and removed hearts and lungs to study their lobes and valves. Now, we’ve come to the GI tract. Even though our cadaver honestly reeks to high heaven due to an inadvertent gallbladder decompression maneuver and an unusual amount of standing fluid, I have enjoyed every moment of lab. Searching through mesentery for vasculature and separating layers of muscles brings peace to an otherwise chaotic block--a feeling that has slowly developed since the very first time I laid scalpel to skin to expose what was underneath.

Other things have changed in my life. As I’d hoped, I found a better living situation with a roommate who is largely a joy to be around. We spend what little free time we have playing volleyball, cooking, and getting (very sporadic) pedicures. Though I enjoyed the change of pace that came with living alone, I have equally enjoyed having her here to distract and commiserate with. Though it seems like just yesterday I was assigned a ‘big sibling’ in the M2 class, I now have a ‘little sibling’ of my own to keep an eye on. It has been nothing short of extraordinary getting to know the new M1 class, and truly eye-opening. I recall looking at the M2 class above me with awe as they confidently strutted onto campus for their OSCE days. They seemed so calm and collected, like they had their lives together. Now, a year later, I find I am that M2, and it’s my job to assure the M1s below me that this time next year, they will be just as confident to don the white coat and enter an exam room. 

As we move toward the end of this block, I am cognizant of the fact that it has not been my favorite one. A chaotic final week of exam prep is about to commence, and with it comes responsibilities that seem to have tripled since my first days here. The biggest change I can cite in this moment is how relatively unperturbed I am. Eventually, you begin to roll with the punches; and not a moment too soon. That flexibility I spoke of when I was moving across the country is still invaluable. The week ahead brings thousands of flash cards, practice clinical vignettes, the weekly case assignment, and likely a few unforeseen obstacles. Thankfully, I’ve got friends, a free yoga class, and two pairs of sneakers ready for a jog to carry me through. This not-so-freshly-minted M2 is ready to say so long to GI, and hello to Renal!

[med-blahg]

2016 in review

I’ve never done anything like this before, and it might be a little too late? Ah, oh well. 2016 was a big year -- a year of my most extreme highs and lows, a year of many firsts (and surprising myself).

#Uncharted2016 - the UP MedChoir Europe tour

Of course, this one tops the list. This was definitely a once in a lifetime experience -- we were able to travel 7 countries in a month and had the honor of representing the country in the international stage. The preparations, however, were the hardest we’ve experienced so far. Sobra ‘yung sakripisyo, minsan nakakadurog ng pagkatao. I don’t know if other people really understand how difficult it is to be a performer. I didn’t know where to get my strength anymore. I didn’t know if I wanted it enough. I wished I were more resilient (like my favorite tardigrades). On top of that, I had other personal issues to deal with too, which was dragging me down even further.

Strangely enough, winning wasn’t my most favorite part of the trip, probably because it was tainted with feelings of the worst rehearsal (and post-rehearsal events o h g o d) ever in my (and the other members’, apparently) stay with the choir.

Personally, the best parts were:

1. Being able to honestly do my best, and not leaving any regrets onstage. Iba ‘yung feeling. (Unfortunately, hindi ko pa ‘yun nararanasan ulit.)

2. Meeting the most wonderful and generous hosts who welcomed us into their homes and supported us all the way.

3. Successfully performing a challenging solo descant with relatively few preparations. It was given to me, I think, a week before we left the country. Lumipad na kami hindi ko pa rin siya nagagawa nang maayos. I felt so pressured because I knew the previous ones who did it were better than me. I was crying in rehearsals and during random times in UK because I still couldn’t do it days before the competition and I was terrified I will never be able to do it. One mistake and the whole performance, which everyone had worked incredibly hard for, would fail. Thankfully, by some stroke of miracle, things went just right during our debut concert; and in Italy, it was one of the pieces in the category which we won in. Imagine that: I was able to do that solo descant in the international competitive stage, and we won! This was a big reason why I cried out of joy upon hearing the good news. :) It could have been better, but I’m proud of myself already for conquering one of my biggest fears.

4. Being able to share our music with people, of all ages and from different parts of the world. Being reminded how music can sincerely change people -- how it can bring joy and make one dance; how it can move one to tears. For me, this is truly the best part of being a performer.

(I just realized it’s the first time I’ve written a long post about the tour haha)

Fell in love like it was the first time -- and got hurt like it was the first time too.

Ah, this blog is a witness to this, from the initial kiligs I couldn’t contain, to the incapacitating heartbreak at the end. He built me up, left me, and handled it so poorly, which was the part the hurt me the most. Of course, I wasn’t perfect either. Even so, I found it so frustratingly hard to move on. There were (are) times when I wanted to go back to the way things were, despite that “don’t go back to what broke you” advice. Then I had to remind myself that maybe I’m not really the one who can make him truly happy, and vice versa.

I remember feeling so much anger towards him, but I’ve moved past that and now I just want to reach out. He most likely also has problems of his own, and that’s probably a big factor for what happened between us. I just hope he’s okay.

Med school made more sense.

Gone (or lessened) were the days where I broke down in tears while studying (maybe because I cried for a different reason then hahahaha). The second semester of LU3 was miles better than the first. I was able to get higher scores in exams, and even got to be one of the toppers in the Neuro OSCE. I’m also enjoying LU4 way more than LU3, because of more interesting lessons, our group activities and hospital exposure.

I’ve grown to love our group dynamic. I love how we’re able to work together (most of the time!) despite OFS activities. I love how we’re able to honestly support each other when one is lacking. My favorite part is definitely integrating histories and discussing differentials after ward works where we’re finally able to apply the lessons we’ve learned. I also admire how stellar my friends are! I feel lost with the material sometimes and I just wanna be a sponge and soak up all their knowledge.

Besides application of classroom lessons, hospital exposure is also a great reminder of our purpose. On another note, it’s also an effective reminder of how shitty our healthcare system is. God, I swear I just want to make those public officials stay in PGH even for just one day so they can understand what both the patients and staff go through. But still, here we are, to serve and treat these people despite the system’s flaws.

Sometimes I’m really motivated to get my shit together and do my best for our modules, yet sometimes I just can’t. Sometimes it was because of my heartache, crying before exams (and making sad blogs oops) making me unable to study. Other times, however, I just found myself lurking in social media and waiting ‘til past midnight to start doing schoolwork. It was mainly for these reasons that my body clock got really weird in LU4, with 1-4 hours of sleep being normal on a regular school night (It was also partly because I didn’t have a roommate for many months -- for some reason, I lose my sense of time *and responsibility* when I’m alone).

Handled more responsibilities.

I’m the type who shies away from responsibilities mostly because I just hate disappointing others, and less because of the added workload. I’ve never been an officer for classes or organizations.

I still remember the private conversation I had with one of the choir officers while we were on a bus during the tour. He offered me the the finance head position. Before anything else, I warned him that I had no idea how to handle money. Bobo talaga ako sa pera. And he told me, okay lang. Ako rin naman dati (he was the previous fin head).

So, okay.

MedChoir is a very small organization anyway, and at one point I knew I was going to be given a position in the executive committee. It was bound to happen, so I just accepted it.

So far it’s been... okay. My predecessor has had much patience teaching me the ropes and working with me, which I’m very thankful for. However, I still get scared whenever we have meetings because I always feel like I will be asked of something and I wouldn’t be able to deliver. A semester has passed since and I know that I still have a lot to learn.

In addition, I was also one of the people assigned to lead the sopranos for the year’s TRP. This was also the case last year, but I was more into it this year because I really loved the song my batchmates have created. Furthermore, being part of MedChoir, it is also expected of us not only to teach singing techniques but also to be able to cover the rest of the batch during performances. It was difficult, especially since the song required much of sopranos, and it is hard to really teach how to sing, especially since these methods are very abstract. In addition, it was hard to expect much from some people who clearly had other priorities. However, we did feel that we were all working hard towards a common goal especially towards the end, and we won!

New house!

From Cainta to the mountains of Antipolo! It’s very different from our previous home. I love how it’s so quiet and peaceful up here, and you can see and hear different animals (seriously feeling one with nature haha). Of course, the view is also great. I also have my own room for the first time! Honestly I’ve been having a hard time sleeping in the same room as my family for some reason. My bed is so comfortable and whenever I go home here I just lie down all day, only bothering to get up to eat. Furthermore, I also like how this gives my family a new start, somehow. (Now, when we get stressed, we can at least get relieved by how nice the house and the surroundings are hehe.)

And other things.

Modeled and became a layout editor for the primer. This used to be my favorite kind of work during high school and I regret not doing it much after and developing my skills further. Doing this during med made me feel refreshed. :)

Research accomplishments. Going to biochem to help out after toxic pre-concert and pre-tour rehearsals, going home past midnight, and still surviving the remainder of LU3. It was actually fun, and getting to bond with my researchmates actually became a stress reliever. We also got to participate (and place) in several events like APMC and the BSGC in Malaysia!

Learned to do my brows!!!! And apply more dramatic lipstick!!!!!!! Yes of course this is a huge part of 2016 hehehehehe!!

Marathoned MMFF movies in the cinema, from 1pm ‘til midnight.

Got to perform on local TV and radio! (We were also featured in Llangollen television during the tour. Yay for my artista dreams.)

FRIENDS APPRECIATION -- I found that I really had true friends who are ready to pick me up from my lowest point. I love you guys!

Learned to stand up for myself. :) Even if I was crying during the confrontation, hehe. I feel like this is my biggest character development during the year.

What’s next for 2017?

I hate making resolutions (I remember the ones that made last year which was previously posted here and wow did I even do any of those?? 1/2 jk huhu) but this year I’m really inspired to:

1. Take care of my skin better. Yup, this was one of my main takeaways from our trip to Korea haha. I’ve been looking up their (at least) 10-step face routine and I want to try it!

2. Save up money for my next trip, so I wouldn’t have to ask much from my parents. I’m determined to do the reverse 52-week money challenge in P20 increments which will enable me to save up around P27,000 by the end of the year! I’ve even made a google sheets and everything so I really hope this pushes through.

Okay, those will have to do for now. The more I add, the more I feel like I won’t be able to do it, huhu. There are other things that I would like to try, though... like cooking (hey my family has a multi-purpose oven now), maybe act in MediScene if I like one of the roles, hosting?? Let’s see. :)