#it’s so interesting.. the physiology too ofc

[transmutationisms]

this is probably shaped by my limited frame of reference, but im really fascinated by witnessing the real-time development of adhd as a diagnosis. people attribute so many symptoms to it now or maybe they always did? i was wondering if you have any thoughts on what is the use of adhd specifically as a category within psychiatry. I'm esl so sorry for any confusing wording

no you're right imo; diagnostic categories are always somewhat in flux ofc but ADHD is one that has seen a particularly pronounced shift in the last couple decades. obviously this is multifactorial but my observation goes something along these lines:

'hyperactivity' has been dx'd in children since about the 1950s (also when Ritalin hit the market) but the ADHD dx doesn't really take off until the 90s (also when Adderall, a 2nd-gen reformulation of the 'obesity' drug Obetrol, hit the market). so, it's not all that surprising that 20 years later you see increased patient awareness of the diagnosis, increased popular interest in it, and shifting / expanding ideas of what it means and what ADHD 'is'. it's a relatively young dx.

part of the reason it's young is because it's basically a 'biopsychiatric' dx, meaning it diagnoses certain behaviours as being a 'brain problem' rather than having social causes or context. in practice this is complicated because psychs do use pharmacological approaches in conjunction with psychodynamic ones all the time; nevertheless, the central promise of DSM ADHD and its pharmaceutical treatments has consistently been that the ADHD subject has a physiological, neurological disorder / dysfunction / aberration, and that the drug treatments on the market fix it. that none of this is actually empirically supported is conceptually inconvenient and entrenched by the research process.

the biopsychiatric narrative is worth paying attention to because the context here is one in which it has become commonly accepted that behavioural 'disorders' and affective distress of various kinds can be, basically, either of pure biological origin, or else Your Fault. in the case of childhood hyperactivity, Your Fault historically also included Your Mother's Fault; part of the reason many mothers embraced Ritalin in the 50s and 60s was because the proffered pharmaceutical narrative explicitly challenged the idea that these mothers had done something 'wrong' to result in their (mostly) sons exhibiting disruptive and hyperactive behaviour.

this dichotomy of biology vs personal failing is very overtly present in quite a bit of discourse around ADHD today. if it's my brain being 'wrong' or different, then it's not something I've done wrong but a disease with a simple chemical fix. in this context I don't think it's surprising at all that a lot of popular and patient conceptions of ADHD have seen a considerable widening over the past few decades. often people like to blame this on pharmaceutical companies, and it's true that industry benefits from these discourses and frequently invests in them (eg, via instruments like ADDitude mag). however, that's a pretty simplistic explanation on its own and doesn't really account for the ways in which patients and potential patients also find this diagnostic category personally useful, for reasons ranging from identity-formation to the desire to access prescription amphetamines. ADHD increasingly shows up as a biologised explanation for behaviours ranging from 'eating too many sweets' to 'postural sway' and so on. you can see in such examples how invoking the idea of an aberrant ADHD brain is both reassuring to people who have been made to feel ashamed of certain behaviours, and provides a sense of shared identity and community with others.

all of this is to say: I don't find it surprising at all when I see a relative broadening of notions of ADHD, almost always expressed in biological terms (the 'ADHD brain' operates differently, 'seeks dopamine', causes this or that). ADHD is in some ways a particularly blatant distillation of this general trend in popular psychiatric discourses, for reasons relating to expectations about childhood and child behaviour, and the historical and present relationship between the ADHD label and the regulation of amphetamines. but much of what's happening with ADHD in terms of popular discourses about it can also be seen with many, many other psychiatric diagnoses, to varying extents and in various ways.

my experience writing about ADHD on this website leads me to close by explicitly stating the following: I do not think any ADHD behaviours / symptoms are people's 'fault' or an individual failing; I do not think using drugs for any reason is morally bad or needs to be justified; the fact that I do not think ADHD is a 'brain disease' does not mean I think people are 'making it up' or exaggerating wrt any difficulties they experience personally, professionally, emotionally, &c.

[forsaken-headcanons]

HC for John Doe cuz I keep forgetting

He originally can infect other,just the Spectre limit him from it cuz if not everyone is gonna become glitched like John Doe + Spectre want fair game(ofc)

If without being limited by spectre,it's basically like zombie infections but worse. His glitch can already have a temporary side effect to continuously damage survivors when limited,so without limitations,the glitch infect quite fast.

Even if it didn't infect you,it's gonna give you permanent side effects/damage.

Long paragraphs on how the symptoms would be like(I'm hyperfixated into infection and glitch topic so hell yeah):

Part 1:come in contact,but have control

Mild:

static/numb feeling occasionally on contacted part of body(might have sudden sharp pain or static pain),sometimes cause disorient(most likely to happen if the glitch contacted onto your head) those can have physiological effect like forgetting, sudden mood swing and suddenly temporary cognitive issues(like unable to recognize object/person they should know,face blindness,can't recognize word/number and etc) and occasional headache/fatigue/dizziness

Contacted part is slightly darker than rest of the body

Wont develop into fully infected

Moderate:

Previous symptoms occur more frequently,now the contacted part has consistent tingling/static sensation,sometimes suddenly shutdown/faint,mentally weaker(more likely to develop mental illness or breakdown),getting one or three permanent cognitive issues,temporary blindness and more drastic mood swing

Contacted part is darker,might emit glitch particles sometimes

Might develop into fully infected(still low)

Severe:

Previous symptoms become way more severe,Cognitive skill more impacted, infected part has consistent tingling pain(touching that part feels weird too),vision getting worse,severe mood swing,coughing out glitch particles, mentally unstable and sudden glitch sound or glitching out occasionally

Contacted part is darker and emiting more glitch particles,hurts to touch the part

Likely to develop into 100% infected

Part 2: infection phrase

Mild:similar as previous severe but abit more bad, having more intrusive thoughts and sometimes their body just suddenly move on it's own or they say something they didn't want out of their control

(still curable)

Moderate:

Partially losing control of their own actions,might accidentally harm other not on purpose,anger issues,terrible mood swing, the pain spreads to the whole body, mentality starting to decay,sanity draining,glitch particles leaking out of mouth and eyes and sometimes just shutdown and let infection took control

Contacted part is very darkened now and glitching more

(almost too late)

Severe:

It's (almost)not even them anymore,barely or no control,basically like John Doe at this point

For them,they don't feel as terrible physically and mentally due to infection tooking over them,so the side effects is almost 100% gone,the part with glitch is fine like part of them other than it's kinda numb,mostly react on instinct now and probably not as smart(idk)

(past the point of no return)

(why I yap so much,this feels like a waste of time)

-randomized anon

Don't worry about yapping or what not, this is a place literally made for you to yap. These are very interesting, I always enjoyed fictional 'diseases' of sorts.

[hauntingjasper]

How did Gumball and Marshall meet?

What did the two think of each other?

Most fan stories I've read show that they hated each other from their first interaction.

I love your version of this beautiful couple 💗💗

Ooooooo I was just thinking about their story together! I think I still have some tweaks to do with my own interpretation of them but I have some ideas.

I believe they met when The Candy Kingdom was giving its baby steps, maybe as a simple candy village or something, and Marshall Lee just stumbled across it one day. Marshall never did anything to actively harm it, but he didn't interact with anyone there, he was probably interested in something else, like the founde- I mean, the food there.

I think the candy citizens would be terrified seeing a dark shadow passing back and forth rapidly near their houses and stealing their candy, and he'd become some kind of boogeyman or the chupacabra to them lmfao (I like to think that some older candy citizens would still use his "legend" to scare the younger ones and make them behave)

They kinda start off on the wrong foot in this too, sorry anon 🙏 But it's just because Gumball now wants to catch this candy stealer and help his poor citizens have a peaceful night of sleep for once after weeks, and gets incredibly frustrated on the way. He finds a way, though. Either by setting a trap to catch Marshall Lee himself when he's shapeshifting, or by catching something else that unintentionally lures him... like a zombie cat who keeps showing up at the crime scene. (Or both too, I guess that works.)

Okay so now Marshall is mad (picture a small bat fuming that he has to be in a cage), his cat is mad, and Gumball is freaked out by the fact that there was a zombie cat wandering around his village and he didn't even realize it, potentially putting his citizens in risk of infection (Schwabelle wouldn't infect anyone tho, she's a good kitty), so now what? This nerd is going to study them, ofc. Especially Marshall Lee once Gumball finds out he's a vampire.

Vampires are practically extinct since Marshall Lee also became a vampire hunter in this universe, but I believe that the people who managed to survive their attack long enough also managed to leave behind records about them, stating their habits, their abilities and whatnot.

I know that, due to canon events, this would probably be out of character in insane levels but,, , I like to think that Gumball would be thrilled to have met Marshall simply because he's a vampire. He's read the records and would've liked to study more about the vampires (both out of interest and because he'd try to figure out the most effective ways to take them down but that's for another day-). The only reason he stayed was because Gumball offered him food and somewhere to stay during the day so he wouldn't burn to death, and because Gumball wouldn't give his cat back until he was sure she wasn't dangerous. If she was safe, he'd give her back and Marshall Lee could do whatever he wanted after they were done.

Marshall Lee would be thrown off by all that because first of all, stranger danger, and second of all, what the fuck.

Marshall Lee was more suspicious of Gumball than Gumball was of him. Gumball just kept asking questions about his vampirism and studying his physiology. Stuff like checking his abnormally low temperature and slow pulse, examining his shapeshifting, reading the records all over again and playing checklist to see how many different skills Marshall Lee could score... It was weirdly amusing for Marshall to see Gumball so fascinated over things that had become normal to him.

I think they would start bonding once they find out they're both immortal, and they'd cling to each other because of it. Gumball would listen to Marshall Lee's stories and Marshall Lee would listen to Gumball's. He was still a little weirdo to Marshall, but a weirdo who's passionate about his interests and managed to create living sentient people out of food, that was impressive. Gumball thought of him as one of a kind. No pun intended. Maybe.

I think that's all I have to say about them right now :P Thank you for the ask! 💖🫶

[miintlxtte]

jesus christ that’s a lot but okay

I assume this is how you play?

1. whats your favorite thing in your room? this is a good question, probably my stuffed animals

2. how tall do you wish you were? like, 5’5? 5’6?

3. what color is your hair? dirty blonde

4. whats a rare fear that you have? worms. I cannot fucking stand them. it’s the way they move why is itlikethatstopittheyFUCKINGMULTIPLY

5. are you single? no

6. has your heart ever been broken? yes

7. what was your favorite thing as a kid? organizing my toys, and owls.

8. favorite coping mechanism? rocking :3 or denying it

9. whats your favorite love language? okay idk if this is receiving but I show it as gift giving/words of affirmation, and I like receiving quality time and words of affirmation!

10. how often do you get nervous? all the fucking time (diagnosed generalized anxiety core <3)

11. if you had three wishes, would you use them? yes

12. if you could be fluent in any language which one would it be? assuming I can keep my current language (english), sign language if it counts, otherwise French so I can ace it in school or Japanese

13. where do you wish to live? canada or something idk

14. what's something surprising about you? i’m not that interesting

15. when did you last shower? last night

16. when did you first join tumblr? shit idk I believe early this year MAYBE late last year i’m baby to this app

17. do you want any tattoos? if so, where, what, and why? okay Im getting one on my arm, matching with my dad; every night we say “I love you to the moon…” “…and back” so that’s what we are getting, and i’ll probably get a semicolon at some point.

18. whats the most prominent dream youve had? it was this horrifying lucid dream where I told my 2 best friends it was a dream and one turned into a demon the other tried to gaslight me. haunts me.

19. whats your dream job? i want to run my own salon or do something with physiology, but I think i’ll be a school counselor

20. whats your ideal date? ok ok ok picnic, secluded spot of a park, watch the sunset, painting. (all of those at once ofc)

21. what do you wish you could do better? play tennis i’m so bad at itttt

22. what country would you live in if you could? I have no clue

23. whos the best person you know? I know too many cool people for that. let’s go Z, M, J, R, C?

24. have you ever walked into something you shouldnt have? 🙁

25. whats your favorite holiday? christmas..I just love the vibes of it man

26. when have you been most embarrassed? I don’t wanna talk about it 😞

27. whats your favorite halloween costume? last year I did kuromi, kinda cool tbh

28. what are you best at? I think i’m good at acting, I can cry on demand and shit (without touching my eyes at all)

29. do you know how to tie your shoes? YES?????????????? WHO IS ON TUMBLR BUT CANT TIE THERE SHOE (unless disabled, obviously)

30. do you have siblings? ya, older sister

31. if you could know one thing about the future what do you wanna know? if I still know my current friends well

32. whats a dealbreaker for you? if they use any of the following as insults genuinely : gay, autistic, retard

33. whats your favorite current class? i’m a fucking nerd so like math or art

34. how many people have you dated? 3 technically but i’m gonna say 2

35. how often do you wash your hair? daily, it’s otherwise a total mess

36. do you daydream? what about? yes, I actually cannot share what

37. where do you go to be alone? my room, lol

38. which parent do you like more? you can’t do this to me bro

39. whats the one standard you hold yourself to? you can feel whatever, but you can’t take your emotions out on people.

40. whos voice do you enjoy? my girlfriends 🤧

41. if you could announce one thing to the world what would it be? “ur mom” or something really deep.

42. whats one thing you wanna do but havent yet? go zip lining!

43. what do you wish you never did? I wish I never left that sleepover

44. do you believe in life after death? nah, not really

45. do you prefer book over movie? I get too bored with both, lets go book tho.

46. whats your favorite season? summerrrr

47. whats your favorite time of day? midnight, or like, 3 am, or 2 pm

48. do you have a beloved stuffed animal? my pink bear! he’s like 2 or 3 feet tall, I won him at a fair, i’ve had him since I was shorter than him. (I think you can guess what he looks like)

49. whens a time you wish you acted differently? oh there’s so many, lets go with my tennis awards banquet last week.

50. what's something you wish that you never bought? this one pen that broke the NEXT DAY. still angry. {its been 3 years}

51. do you have your own room? yep

52. whats your favorite book? under my reading level ofc, but the someday suitcase makes me so emotional

53. who's someone you hate? this girl, K, who has feet pics of everyone, hits my best friend, and says L to serious shit.

54. whats your best hottake? it doesn’t matter what pronouns 10 year old emily uses, an this is form someone who actually can’t use neopronouns and just uses they or there name, how the actual FUCK does it effect you

55. whats your favorite game? probably any of these : sally face, fran bow, little misfortune, there is no game 2

56. whens a time you felt real genuine fear? when I was trying to shower and my sister banged on the door screaming and crying hitting so hard the room shook is one instance.

57. are you a morning person? absolutely not

58. do you drink enough water? …….

59. how different are you from the little kid you used to be? very

60. do you enjoy tumblr? yes

61. have you ever had a tumblr experience that made you wanna delete the app? nah not yet lol

62. whats your least favorite game? uh, idk

63. were you a markiplier fan? no

64. how do you respond to compliments? *nervouse giggle*

65. whats something that would make you fall in love? free bread

66. do you believe in marriage? eh I probably won’t get married

67. do you have a crush on someone? yesnt

68. do you like tumblr? mhm!

69. were you a voltron stan? who?

70. whats your favorite ship? ugh okay so any of these : huskerdust (hazbin), hananene (tbhk), oneminexotori (komi)

71. whats your favorite song? I don’t have one atm, sorry

72. do you like loud crowds? NO WAY

73. have you ever created conflict on purpose? well duhhh

74. how do you sleep? I don’t

75. do you bite your lips? yes :’)

76. do you use chapstick? ofc

77. do you have any pets? yes, dog named marley!

78. what color are your eyes?hazel

79. what's something you wish you could change about yourself? my stomach

80. have you ever had surgery? no thank god, might end up having to for my scoliosis

81. whats your least favorite animal? I don’t have one

82. whats somethina that voure really bad at? speaking. I stutter. it has actually led me to accidentally curse in front of my teachers and on top of that say a fucking SLUR. words don’t work right :( /srs

84. do you have an sqishmellows? mhm! a lot, hello kitty ones too!

85. do you enjoy fast food? yes

86. do you like soda? affirmative

87. what grade are you in? N/A

88. do you wear any jewelry? yes, mainly bracelets and necklaces!

89. what socials do you use? tumblr pinterest yt discord

90. whats your lowest grade in school right now? a D in band (don’t ask)

91. whats the latest youve stayed up till? 6 am

92. did you ever have bangs? yes

93. what trends did you hate? hot take but clean girl makeup

94. whats your favorite item of clothing? ohhh, my zip up hoodies

95. do you like dinosaurs? YESYESYES

96. whats your opinion on body hair? natural and gorgeous

97. whats your least favorite time? 12:21 pm

98. do you make a wish at 11:11? yes

99. do you have your phone on military or regular? military, suck it up losers

100. have you ever been to church? I used to go, yeah

101. are you Igbta? NOOOOOOOOOOOO (yes)

ask game

1. whats your favorite thing in your room?

2. how tall do you wish you were?

3. what color is your hair?

4. whats a rare fear that you have?

5. are you single?

6. has your heart ever been broken?

7. what was your favorite thing as a kid?

8. favorite coping mechanism?

9. whats your favorite love language?

10. how often do you get nervous?

11. if you had three wishes, would you use them?

12. if you could be fluent in any language which one would it be?

13. where do you wish to live?

14. what’s something surprising about you?

15. when did you last shower?

16. when did you first join tumblr?

17. do you want any tattoos? if so, where, what, and why?

18. whats the most prominent dream youve had?

19. whats your dream job?

20. whats your ideal date?

21. what do you wish you could do better?

22. what country would you live in if you could?

23. whos the best person you know?

24. have you ever walked into something you shouldnt have?

25. whats your favorite holiday?

26. when have you been most embarrassed?

27. whats your favorite halloween costume?

28. what are you best at?

29. do you know how to tie your shoes?

30. do you have siblings?

31. if you could know one thing about the future what do you wanna know?

32. whats a dealbreaker for you?

33. whats your favorite current class?

34. how many people have you dated?

35. how often do you wash your hair?

36. do you daydream? what about?

37. where do you go to be alone?

38. which parent do you like more?

39. whats the one standard you hold yourself to?

40. whos voice do you enjoy?

41. if you could announce one thing to the world what would it be?

42. whats one thing you wanna do but havent yet?

43. what do you wish you never did?

44. do you believe in life after death?

45. do you prefer book over movie?

46. whats your favorite season?

47. whats your favorite time of day

48. do you have a beloved stuffed animal?

49. whens a time you wish you acted differently?

50. what’s something you wish that you never bought?

51. do you have your own room?

52. whats your favorite book?

53. who’s someone you hate?

54. whats your best hottake?

55. whats your favorite game?

56. whens a time you felt real genuine fear?

57. are you a morning person?

58. do you drink enough water?

59. how different are you from the little kid you used to be?

60. do you enjoy tumblr?

61. have you ever had a tumblr experience that made you wanna delete the app?

62. whats your least favorite game?

63. were you a markiplier fan?

64. how do you respond to compliments?

65. whats something that would make you fall in love?

66. do you believe in marriage?

67. do you have a crush on someone?

68. do you like tumblr?

69. were you a voltron stan?

70. whats your favorite ship?

71. whats your favorite song?

72. do you like loud crowds?

73. have you ever created conflict on purpose?

74. how do you sleep?

75. do you bite your lips?

76. do you use chapstick?

77. do you have any pets?

78. what color are your eyes?

79. what’s something you wish you could change about yourself?

80. have you ever had surgery?

81. whats your least favorite animal?

82. whats something that youre really bad at?

83. do you have an sqishmellows?

84. do you enjoy fast food?

85. do you like soda?

86. what grade are you in?

87. do you wear any jewelry?

88. what socials do you use?

89. whats your lowest grade in school right now?

90. whats the latest youve stayed up till?

91. did you ever have bangs?

92. what trends did you hate?

93. whats your favorite item of clothing?

94. do you like dinosaurs?

95. whats your opinion on body hair?

96. whats your least favorite time?

97. do you make a wish at 11:11?

98. do you have your phone on military or regular?

99. have you ever been to church?

100. are you lgbtq?

[st4rbwrry]

COZY ☆ sasuke uchiha.

★ 𖥻 synopsis. nurse sasuke misses touching you.

     ‍ ☆. warnings — 2.1k. pwp. fem!reader, lowercase intended, pleasure!dom, sub reader, eats through the panties, teasing, praise, overstimulation, fingering, slow missionary, soft spoken sasuke ofc, clit spanks, neediness, face grabbing/smacking, pet names [ baby/babe, princess, pretty ] ,black coded. minors aren’t welcomed ! reblogs & comments are appreciated. for you, my pretty @sailewhoremoon

“hey, sweetheart.”

your tall boyfriend with messy hair emerges past the front door to greet you with a lopsided grin. he’s dressed in his usual attire; light blue scrubs while carrying a beige tote bag over his shoulder he sets down by the door after kicking his crocs off, a pile of three books clutched in his long fingers and underarms. he finds you sitting on the couch watching coraline in the darkish living room, holding a tub of ice cream in your hand and waving your spoon as you talked. only dressed in lilac panties and a vintage biker tee that’s like ten years old. feet propped on the coffee table as you enjoyed your movie on your day off.

“you’re home early. how was class?”

“interesting. i have a physiology final friday so the professor let us go early.”

nodding, your eyes drift. “whatcha got there?”

sasuke raises his brows, following the trail of your eyesight to see you looking at the books he had. “oh! i stopped by to get a few more supplies for class and found these novels i wanted us to read this weekend.”

his heavy body walks toward you, steps creaking the floor as he ruffled his black hair and hands you the novels. you set your ice cream aside to observe. sasuke’s crouched in front of you on his knees while he gets comfortable and rests his head on your pudgy stomach. you giggle from the gesture, scanning the grunge book covers on them all.

“dark fantasy this week, huh?”

his hands smooth up and down the outside of your smooth thighs, nodding his head. “you’ve been into that lately. look what you’re watching now. your third time this month, actually.”

you nod frantically, setting the books aside. “only because—okay, listen! i’m trying to analyze all the things i missed. there’s this theory that coraline didn’t actually seal the door.”

“why’s that? didn’t she get rid of the key?”

“yes! but in the end, right. notice when the camera pans out that it shows her parents’ garden. it shows her face, the same way it did in the other side. right. also, the cat fucking disappears through the sign at the end remember? and he could only do that in the other world!”

“mhmm!” sasuke raises his brow and making a sound that he understands, listening to you, barely that is considering he’s not looking at you at all. focused on his hands massaging your thighs and getting closer to your inner thighs, kissing your knee gently.

you frown. “baby, you’re not listening.”

sasuke raises his head, blinking. “i am. finish, babe.”

“okay, so!” the excitement picks back up in your tone, rambling on more. “point is, coraline never left from the other world and she only thinks that she did because she's in a fake copy of her own world somewhere behind the door. also if you notice, every single time she goes into the tunnel, it’s gets longer, which means she’s going deeper . . . ”

“what’s that smell?” sasuke interrupts, face completely unfocused. as much as he loves to hear your rambles and theories about your favorite movie, he’s too entranced by the way your skin smells right now, hiking your shirt to your midsection and seeing the sparkly belly piercing you have, leaning closer to lay his head there.

“ ‘ke,” your frown deepens, wishing he’d pay attention. you were super excited to tell him about this but he wasn’t listening to you. silence shadows you when you notice how much darker his eyes become, sucking in a breath the harder his thumbs knead into the flesh of your inner thighs, sasuke’s hands nearly gripping underneath your knees to hike your legs onto his shoulders. absentmindedly, your body sinks lower for him to accommodate, his face inching closer to your clothed cunt rapidly dampening as he releases a raspy moan.

“what is it? it’s driving me crazy.”

“t-that rihanna perfume i got at the flee market, remember? the red one.”

“fuck,” it’s like your sixth sense kicks in and you could practically tell that his dick just twitched in his pants, his hips pressing against the edge of the couch, close to grinding against it. sasuke loses his mind with the next thing you say. it coming out like you knew exactly what he was thinking right now. 

“just put your mouth on it,” it’s soft the way it comes out, perceiving. you sound as if you’ve been waiting for him to do it while also being needy for it. i missed you, is what he says in his head. and you knew that. could read it in his eyes that are low and longing for physical touch. he’s been touching all these bodies but yours, having enough of class and needing you.��

an undefeated grin sinks on his face, trying to keep that act up when you knew damn well how feral he’s feeling deep within. sasuke doesn't say a word, pushing your legs further back and craning his neck to drop his thick tongue onto your covered pussy, fabric sliding along his tongue as he licks a rough, long stripe over the entirety of your cunt. a whimper escapes the two of you in sync, his mouth suctioning your hidden clit, saliva soaking your lilac panties and sucking hard. your knees jerk from the feeling, hips grinding on his face. sasuke keeps his eyes on yours, releasing his mouth with a loud, wet pop and spanking your clit three times hard. he avoids where you craved him the most, playing with the thin band, moving it aside to catch a quick lick, dragging it side to side over your folds and sloppily kissing at your inner thighs.

“ ‘ke, stop teasing and eat it,” you whine, taking your hands to hold your own legs up, biting your lip, eyes glossy.

“i didn’t hear a please. you know i don’t like that.”

you hated giving him the satisfaction of begging sometimes because he tends to take advantage of it. he knows how badly you loved getting your pussy ate, and its embarrassing really. but he couldn't blame you when he did it so good. you’d cry for it, get mad if he doesn't do it or initiate it, didn’t offer after your period ends, when you’re sad or having a bad day. he will purposely make you beg for it even if he planned on doing it all along. 

you take too long, and he’s extremely impatient. sasuke slips your panties to the side and slides his two middle fingers deep into your creamy cunt, white substance coating his slim fingers, hearing it squelch as he gently curls them upward to hit that spot. he raises his brow, still waiting. your thighs shake when he smacks your outer thigh, the impact stinging. your back arches. “c’mon, girl.”

“please, please, pleaseee baby.”

“i can eat it, princess?” sasuke smirks like an asshole. 

fuck you. “yessss, yes, please!”

sasuke slurps at your clit greedily, destined to make you cum so he can drink it all. your pupils shift white once they roll back, clawing at your own thighs and prolonging his name in a content moan. its really wet, the sound so loud it bounces off the wall even with the movie playing on low in the background. sasuke thrusts his fingers slowly in and out, kissing at your pussy, sucking hard on your clit and pulling it with his lips, even uses the point of his tongue to flick at the throbbing bud. you can’t speak when you cum, your boyfriend moaning into your sweet pussy the minute you tug at his silky hair and hang your mouth wide open, squealing and closing your legs around his head. 

“good girl,” sasuke’s voice is deep and primal. he swallows down his gift, chin doused and lips shiny. he continues to thrust his fingers, your walls clenching tight on them as he hovers over you to stick his tongue in your mouth and kiss you. your eyes falter closed in bliss as you suck on his tongue and kiss back, rocking against his fingers. “taste that? that’s all you. ain’t it good?”

“mm hmm,” your attentive hands reach forward to tug down his scrubs, dick springing free and slapping hard onto his abdomen. sasuke’s stomach rolls inwardly from the freedom, thick vein pulsating on the right side of his cock leading up to the bubblegum pink tip, wanting more than anything to suck on it like a lollipop. the way he’s looking though? it’s not happening. maybe later in the shower. he straightens his back to lift off his top, chest bare to you now, his pretty vanilla skin gleaming from the low lighting coming from the kitchen and television. 

“look at her wantin’ more,” sasuke hums, thumb circling your sensitive clit and you jolt. sasuke bends his neck to spit between your legs, saliva hitting your mound and streaming down before he gathers it with two fingers and plunges them back into you, pushing your left leg back and fucking them fairly quick into you. he has his right knee indented into the sofa, messy black hair hanging around his clenched jaw, his brother’s necklace dangling. “nng you’re so much tighter, baby.”

“ ‘ke,” again, his name is the only thing you can conjure. sasuke locks his lips with yours roughly, whimpering in his mouth with his dick jumping against your thigh. “g’na cummm!”

“lemme have it,” its sort of a struggle to pump his fingers because of how tight you grip on it, despite it, he applies more force. he’d be a fool to ruin your orgasm. he loved pulling that out of you more than anything. gasping loud, you push at his exposed chest and trap his forearm with your spasming legs, screaming out the faster he fucks you. “mmm, thank you pretty.”

his next moves are haste, picking you off the sofa just to lay you flatly on your back before situating himself between, heavy cock pulsating and slapping the head on your clit a few times before he gently eases his way into your gaping hole. so fucking slick it drives him wild. still coming down from your previous high, your eyes are lazy as you hold your arms to your chest and watch him with fascination. the pretty man hovering above you hissing the deeper he sinks into your tight pussy, groaning loudly when he’s reached his peak. he’s become immobile like you have, the two of you needing nothing else to say, just wanting to relish the pleasure. sasuke’s hips roll back before he pistons forward, hips interacting, keeping his pace slow and hard to feel it all. it’s been a while since he’s taken his time with you. always rushing sex nowadays since he’s busy with classes and you’re constantly working. he missed you so damn much it was painful sometimes.

he has both your knees pressed to your chest, the two of you looking where you met, his dick coated in your juices and moving sensually into you. your cries are music to his ears, leaning forward to whimper and moan into your mouth. he fucks you a little faster, choking up from your third orgasm already building up. it’s insane how many times he can make you cum in one session. and you knew this wasn’t going to be the last today. he’s free for the next two days, and so are you since you requested off for a mental day. what’s mental is that you’re going to get your brains fucked out by your horny boyfriend all weekend.

“fuck, cum with me, please baby,” sasuke pants, fucking you harder the closer he gets. he interlocks one of your hands together and pins it above you head while your free one strokes at your clit. pain and pleasure mixing into one. “so fuckin’ good to me, baby. love you.”

“i love you too, ‘ke,” tears well in your eyes, holding eye contact as your mouths breathe into each others, reaching your climax at the same time. wrapping your legs around his waist, you hold him close to you as a note for him not to pull out, sasuke cussing like a sailor as he cums inside, filling you with a generous amount of cum. your orgasm shocks you, balling up into his chest and grinding on his dick. sasuke heaves, roughly grabbing your face to kiss you hard, gently smacking the side of your face with a proud grin. it’s a thank you. he does it every time he cums and it’s the best reward. your lips are pouty like a goldfish since he’s squeezing your cheek, pecking your lips once more and staying inside of you as he lays his head on your chest. both of you smiling and watching the end credits of coraline while you play with his hair, chain cold on your collarbone.

[theonetheycallhannah]

The Treatment of Captain Syverson-Chapter 19: Debridement

Characters: Captain Logan “Sy” Syverson, Shane Benton (OFC), various other original supporting/secondary characters

Summary: Shane begins to process life after her trauma, and Sy delivers the news of her safety to the people that matter most to her…but there is pushback on a few aspects of his report.

Romance and Smut Abound HERE!

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: Mostly fluff, but with mention of Shane’s trauma in the cellar. Not graphic. 

Author’s Note: My darling readers! Thank you so much for your patience as I deal with seasonal stress, fatigue, anxiety, and some depression. It was my goal to have all chapters of this story done by the end of this year. I don’t think I’ll accomplish it, but I’ll do my very best to get at least one more chapter up by the 31st. 2020 has been a totally shit year, but I will forever owe it some remarkable things. This story, which has been an amazing escape from real life, the friends I’ve made from all over my country and the world, many of them because of this story, and a long overdue shift in my work hours starting next week. I’ll be glad to see the back of it, but the year has really opened me up to new ideas and some major soul-searching. I think, mentally, I’m actually more myself than I’ve ever been, despite some blue times. You can all take some credit for that improvement, because many of my moments of clarity have arisen from brilliant and profound posts here.

The title of this chapter seemed appropriate for a few reasons. Wounds are cleaned and cleared of damaged tissue during debridement. This is one of the steps usually required for a large and/or traumatic wound to heal. We see Shane beginning this process here in this chapter, and in a sense, Sy, as well. The cleansing of Shane in both the literal and figurative sense was so interesting and satisfying to write. And Sy’s bit at the end was a fun puzzle in which I had to figure out how to have Sy give the same news to four different recipients without sounding repetitive. I hope that landed, and if anyone has any suggestions, please let me know.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, any characters from his films, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3. Unbeta’d because this is for fun and escapism. This is an original work by me, Hannah. Please reblog if you wish to share. Please do not repost either in whole or part, as the work of anyone but myself. Thanks so much for reading!

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Shane still felt as if her head was floating above her body, like a balloon on a long string. The combination of meds in her system had helped many of her symptoms. The pain she felt, the physical pain, had been alleviated. Her troubled mind had been put at ease, more or less. But that was a long time ago. And unfortunately, the side effects weren't wearing off at the rapid rate of the intended ones.

As she sat in the SUV--the escape vehicle-- parked outside a large building the size of a small airplane hangar, she tried not to think about what Sy and his pals were discussing just outside the vehicle. She tried not to reflect on the past few days that she had convinced herself would be her last. She tried not to think about what -- or, really, who -- was inside that building.

She thought about seeing Elliott again. The man who had planned to kill her, and almost succeeded. A part of her wished he had, because she wasn't sure she knew who she was anymore. She was a stranger to herself. And living like this seemed so much more difficult than a quick painless death. She couldn't bear the thought of being in view of him.

But another part of her wanted to go in there and end his life herself. That part of her could pull the trigger on a gun aimed at his head. That part of her could bury a knife in his kidney, or sever an artery. Her anatomy and physiology courses could serve her well here. She had dangerous knowledge. Maybe that's why doctors often seem so full of themselves. They possess the knowledge to end life, and yet they choose to save it. It sort of puts things into perspective. Maybe they're justified in their hubris.

Still one more part simply wanted to go home, clean up, and lay naked in her soft sheets with Sy wrapped around her. Warmer and more comforting than any blanket had ever been. She had remembered missing him so much. She thought now about his gentle, loving hands on her, his mouth tasting her so delicately, his…

But then her mind was ripped from the sensual thoughts of Sy and back to her horrific memories from that cellar. The hands of strangers, rough and hateful, their mouths full of words like bile or the grunts of their own violent fulfillment.

Her nightmare of a daydream was abruptly interrupted by the opening of the back passenger door. She jumped, and looked at the source of the noise with wide-eyed terror. It was only Sy, but she couldn't school her face into a softer expression, even after realizing she was safe.

"Oh, Sunshine, I'm so sorry I startled ya! You okay?"

She said nothing, just let out her held breath woefully.

"Let's head home. I'll get your purse and bag of clothes here."

"I don't want those clothes. Throw them away. And these shoes are going in the trash as soon as possible, too."

"Okay. I'll toss it. You sure?"

"I never want to see that bag again. I'm positive."

He nodded, grabbed her purse, and went around to help her out of the vehicle.

One of Sy's friends approached them from the building.

"You guys okay? You'll make it home alright?"

"Yeah, Matt, we'll be okay. I'll be in touch soon about next steps."

"You got it, Captain. Anything you need, let us know."

"Will do. Thanks for everything you've already done. I owe ya."

"You don't owe me a thing, brother. You don't owe any of us. Not after everything you've done for all of us…for everyone."

Sy just nodded at Matt, and turned toward his truck, steadying Shane all the way to the passenger door.

The drive to Shane's house was quiet. Sy kept one hand on the wheel, holding hers in the other. She felt safe, but she couldn't shake the uneasy feeling inside her. Like the other shoe would soon drop, and her love would be taken away again.

When they were safely parked in her driveway, Sy took her keys out of his pocket, apparently having gotten them from his friend who'd drove her car from Elliott's to the airplane hangar place. He walked around to get her, and helped her to her door. She kicked off her shoes immediately when she stepped inside her shadowy living room. She had left the same lamp on that she always did, but it was dimmer now, having been on almost a whole week.

"Bath?" Sy asked. Shane nodded slowly. She would need a long soak to erase this feeling.

Sy got the bath water ready while she found some clothes to put on after. She laid her comfiest lounge pants and her favorite sweat shirt on the bed and walked toward the bathroom. She was soon hit with the comforting aroma of lavender, chamomile, and vanilla as soon as she stepped through the doorway. He had used her favorite bubble bath and salts.

"Check that water temp. I think it's about right." he requested. It was perfect. She started to peel off the stiff paper scrubs she was still wearing, but he insisted on helping her. As she stood before him, even though he'd seen every inch of her body before, she felt more naked and exposed than ever. She looked at him, noticed tears welling in his eyes, and dropped her gaze to the bath mat under her feet. Her skin, typically immaculately clear, olive perfection, was now peppered with dozens of bruises. She felt like a dalmatian, covered in spots. She chuckled inside herself at the thought of one of her favorite Disney films featuring the breed most heavily.

Sy's strong, but gentle hands landed softly on her upper arms. His lips lit tenderly on her forehead. "Ready?" he asked. She nodded and stepped into the large, garden tub full of steaming water. It stung her feet, ankles, and calves, but she still bent to sit, wincing as her tender petals and behind met the medicinal broth. Sy held her hand as she stepped in and guided her down. She closed her eyes at the soothing pain of the hot water and did not open them until she felt the water level rise. Sy had stepped in with her, wearing just his boxer-briefs, and was sitting on the side of the tub. He reached for the hand shower, and turned the water back on, slightly less warm, but still soothing and soaked her hair, directing the water away from her face. He had thought to grab her shampoo from the shower, as well, and was lathering some up in his hands to apply to her wet strands. It felt like heaven to have his fingers in her hair like this. Relaxing and soporific. He kept at it until she was certain he must be getting pruney, not to mention tired.

After carefully rinsing her hair of the coconut-scented lather, he grabbed the lavender foam bath she loved, and worked it up in one of the wash cloths he'd brought from the linen caddy between the sink and shower. He massaged the suds into her tired and injured skin over her back, then requested each leg in turn, kneading her calves and feet as she took another of the cloths and washed her face with the rich cleanser she kept by the bath, typically using it only on her "spa days" but feeling that it would nourish her battered cheeks and nose better than anything else. Sy's ministrations filled her with a kind of blissful contentment. She couldn't help but wonder if she deserved him. She always had thought she deserved the best things in life, even though her romantic past didn't tend to pan out that way. She'd worked very hard and often allowed herself to invest in quality. But now…she felt broken, in spite of herself. She'd have to tell Sy all that happened to her one day, and when that day came, he'd probably realize how damaged she really was, and he'd leave. Just like everyone else always did. She knew the conversation needed to come sooner rather than later, but couldn't bring herself to break the spell yet.

Sy let her soak for as long as she was comfortable until the water grew tepid. She looked up to him, sitting on the side of the tub, legs now outside, his gaze like twin seas met hers. He had been watching her, it seemed. As if worried that she would dematerialize if he looked away. Her bath robe was draped across his lap, as was a large bath towel. She moved to stand from the now chilled bath water, and Sy was immediately up to aid her rising. He held her hand as she stepped out of the tub and dried her top half before helping her don the robe, then continued to dry her bottom half.

"Go on in there and get comfortable, Sunshine. I have a few phone calls to make. I wanna let your folks know you're okay and I wanna tell Detective Clarkson you've been found. Anyone else you want me to get in touch with?"

"Umm, do you know if my brother and sister know what's happened to me?"

"They do. They should both be at your parent's house by now from what I gathered when I visited."

"Okay, so mom or dad will let them know. I guess you should call Susan, and let her know that I'm alive but won't be in this week. On my fridge, there's a phone directory for everyone in my department. But first, call Heather. I don't want her to worry any longer. Call her right after mom and dad. And tell them all I'll have them over tomorrow, but I can't tonight. I'm…"

She didn't even know what she was. Tired, sore, depressed, hopeless, and angry. A combination of so many feelings and emotions coursed through her.

"I'll work it out. You get in bed, and I'll be back in when I'm done with these calls, okay?" she nodded. He continued, "I love you, darlin.'" and wrapped his arms around her, making her feel almost whole again.

"I love you." she replied. Holding back tears until he had left the room.

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Shane realized she hadn't brushed her teeth in…far too long. She donned her sleeping clothes and went into the bathroom again to complete a comprehensive oral hygiene routine.  Sy had been gone for about a half hour, during which time, his absence felt like a noose around her neck. Or an anvil on her chest. It made it feel like hours had passed rather than mere minutes. She was fidgety. When he finally re-entered, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you need anything, sweet pea?"

"Just you."

Sy crawled under the covers with Shane to spoon her, arm laying over her rib cage. She winced, as the bruises on her torso were disturbed at the contact, but she didn't ask him to adjust. Despite the dull pain, this was what she needed. Sy's protecting arm around her.

"Did you get a hold of everyone?" She asked, sleepily.

"I did. Your family are eager to see you, but they understand your need for rest. Heather says that you better let her come over soon, because she's holding your phone hostage until you pay her in hugs. They all send their love."

"And Susan?"

"Yeah, that woman is a piece of work, I know, but I think she's going to come through for you. She's going to have them hold off on scheduling patients with you until you're better, and put both weeks in as vacation. She said you have plenty of it. But also, if you need more time, she can work out some…family medical leave…thing? She said she'd get the ball rolling on that, and will let you know what you need to do on your end."

"Oh, good. Yeah, she can be an asshole, but sometimes she does right by her employees. What about the detective?"

Sy paused there. "I, uh, I talked to him for quite a while and he said a lot of things. Let's go over the finer points tomorrow at breakfast. Or, rather, today." He said, looking at the blue numbers on the glowing digital clock on Shane's nightstand that indicated the wee hours of the morning were running out. "I'm sure we're both tired enough to grab a few winks, ain't we?" He asked, and she hummed her ascent as she tucked herself closer to his warm, monolithic chest.

As Shane drifted off, she thought she felt a warm kiss, and a whisper at her temple. It sounded like a tearful prayer. She was too far into her sleep to comprehend the words being said.

"Thank you God," Sy whispered. "I know I'm not your most faithful servant, but I am truly grateful that you've kept this treasure of mine alive and brought her back to me. Thank you for reuniting me with the woman I mean to spend the rest of my days with, if she'll agree to it. Thank you."

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About Thirty Minutes Ago-

Sy left the bedroom and began scrolling through his phone for the Benton's number. He pressed the call button with joy.

"Sy?" John answered frantically, just as he did the first time Sy spoke to him.

"John, is everyone there?"

"Yeah, we're all just watching a movie in the family room. Do you have news?"

"I do. You may want to put me on speaker, because everybody's going to want to hear this."

"Okay." and after a brief struggle with the speaker button and help from two younger people Sy presumed were Ethan and Gabby, John was back with the whole family. "Okay, Sy, we can all hear you. What's the word?"

"Oh, it's a very good word, guys. I found Shane and she is alive, and now safe." Cheering from what sounded like a stadium full of fanatics resounded from the ear piece of his cell phone.

"Sy, this is Gabby, Shane's sister. Can we come see her now?" Gabby's tears were evident in her voice. He wished he could tell them yes. But Shane needed her rest.

"I know she would love to see you, Gabby, she'd love to see all of you, but I think what she needs right now is rest. She's been through…a terrible ordeal. I took her to the Emergency Room to get checked out, and she just had a bath and is about to go to bed. She'll want to see you all tomorrow, though. Maybe around lunch time?"

"That sounds good, Sy. We'll bring some of this food over." John said.

"Are you sure we can't come over tonight? I…I want to see my daughter with my own eyes." Margaret said, weepily.

"I truly wish I could tell you yes, Peg, but she's hardly slept the last week, and just had her first full meal since she was taken this evening at the hospital. I really think it's best for everyone if you guys wait until tomorrow when she's more herself and rested." Sy reiterated.

"What about the people who did this to her?" a male voice he didn't recognize asked, assured to be Ethan. "Any leads on them?" He wanted to tell them that most of the men had been dealt with using lethal or nearly lethal force, and that the perpetrator of Shane's misery was locked up in Matt's shop bathroom until they decided just how to take care of him. But he needed to disclose what he knew to as few people as possible.

"The less y'all know, the better. For your own good. At least right now. Just know that whatever justice has not yet been served, it will be very soon."

"That's good enough for me." John offered, in an apparent attempt to bring Ethan on side.

"Thanks, John. I'll take care of her tonight. I won't leave her side. I promise."

"Thank you, son." John replied. Sy appreciated the tender address, but wondered how Ethan felt about his father referring to someone else as his son. Probably not that great. He couldn't worry about that now.

"It's my sincerest pleasure. I want you to know that. She's my world now. I won't let anything else happen to her."

"We know, dear." Peg added.

"Good night. And we'll see y'all tomorrow."

Four incoherent replies rang out before he ended the call. Next was Heather.

"Hello?" she answered in sleepy confusion.

"Heather?"

"Who'sis?"

"It's Logan Syverson. Sy? From PT. Shane's boyfriend."

"Sy! Oh, it's good to hear from you! Any news?"

"The best news, darlin.' Our girl is alive, and home safe." he smiled ear to ear saying the words, but it quickly turned into a wince when Heather shouted for joy in his ear. It was fine. Not like he didn't already have mild tinnitus.

"Oh my GOD! I'm coming over right now!"

"No, Heather, she's resting. She told me she'll see people tomorrow, but I don't think anyone but you and her family should be allowed in right now. She's…well, she's been through seven levels of Hell, and when I look into her eyes, I can still see the fire."

"Shit. Anything I can do?"

"She'll be thrilled to see ya. But tomorrow."

"She better. I have her phone and the ransom is a thousand hugs."

"That's a steep debt." Sy chuckled.

"She can owe me for a while." Heather laughed. "Is she okay?"

What a loaded question. Physically, she was injured, but would heal. Emotionally, that would be more of a journey.

"Honestly, Heather? Not really. The physical stuff is more or less superficial, but…I'm worried about her mental state."

"Poor thing. Please let me know if I can do anything. Anything at all. She's like a sister to me."

"I will. For now, keep the news and the details quiet. I'm gonna call Susan next, and I don't think she'll like it if you know before she does. Just a hunch."

"An accurate one. She'd be furious. I'll keep mum. Thanks so much for putting my mind at ease, Sy. Take care of her."

"I'll do my best. See ya."

He was dreading talking to Susan the most. More than Clarkson. He couldn't quite pinpoint why, but she'd really pissed him off every other time he'd talked to her, and he really didn't think too much of her.

"Hello, this is Susan."

"Hey, Susan, it's Logan Syverson. Shane's boyfriend." He made sure to put the label in there. Remind her that her policy had not been enough to keep them apart.

"Mr. Syverson. Hello. What can I do for you?" her haughty tone was softened a measure with concern for her employee. Even though she didn't ask about her in so many words, he knew that she was wondering.

"Nothing. I just wanted to let ya know, Shane's okay. She's been hurt, and won't be in this coming week, at least. She's in some pain right now, of both a physical and emotional nature."

"What happened?"

"She, uh, hasn't given me a lot of details." Not a lie. "She just escaped from her captor and we found each other." Misleading, but mostly true. "We just got home from the ER." Perhaps a lie by omission of the stop off at Matt's. "They said she'd be okay, but to follow up with her primary for more tests."

"Okay, I'll make sure her schedule is cleared. She has plenty of PTO for these two weeks, but I'll call the FMLA office in charge of family medical leave and short term disability and let them know she'll need some more time off, and see if we can get that going. I'll get with her about the details, and what she'll need to do. I'll text her sometime this week. How's she doing?" Sy thought he heard genuine concern from this dragon woman.

"About as well as someone who's been kidnapped, tortured, and assaulted for a straight week can possibly be, I'd say." Sy's words were civil, but tinged with venom. Even though she was being decent right now, he knew the kind of person she could be.

"Dear God." Susan gasped, shocked at the statement, and Sy wasn't sure whether it was due to the events themselves, or the blunt way he'd told her about them. "Well, I'll do anything I can to help her though this on my end. She's one of my best. I can't…I really don't think I could replace her."

"I'm glad you don't have to try, Susan. Have a nice evenin.'"

"Thanks, Sy, you too."

Sy took a deep breath as he pulled up Clarkson's number and called him. He honestly wasn't completely certain how he was going to explain things, but he'd figure it out. He was good at flyin' by the seat of his pants.

A gruff voice came from the ear piece. "Clarkson."

"Detective, this is Captain Syverson. We spoke about the Benton case a few days ago?"

"I remember you, Sy. What's up?"

"Oh, uh, well, wanted to tell ya you could close the case. I found her." It was the coming conversation in which he would really have to bend the truth or lie altogether.

"Really?! Oh, that's great, man. Where'd ya find 'er."

"I's drivin' 'round, hopin' to come across some lead or sign of her. I was a few miles down highway 100 when I saw a slumped form in one of the ditches. I pulled off at the next drive and went back to check, and it was her. She was hurt, but once she recognized me…I dunno, everything's kind of a blur after that. But I got her checked out at the ER, and brought her home now." Most of that statement was false…but not the recount of them seeing each other for the first time. That was a very real and true fact.

"Highway 100?"

"That's right. Why do you ask?"

"Well, I heard about a terrible, two-vehicle accident on Highway D tonight. No survivors."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." He wasn't. "I hope there weren't any kids involved." He knew there weren't.

"Nope. All adult males, aged 30-40. Couple of SUVs. One ran off the road, and another…well, it's almost like it was blown up on purpose. Happened just a few miles from town."

"That sounds horrible, but what does an accident on Highway E--"

"It was D. Highway D." Sy knew it was, and had said the wrong thing on purpose.

"My mistake. My question though, is what does that…tragedy have to do with my finding Shane on Highway 100?"

"That's what I'm wondering, myself, Syverson. See, there was some…evidence that suggests military involvement in this incident."

"Well, I'm retired."

"Are you though?  Is anyone ever really retired from the armed forces. No veteran I've ever talked to can seem to shake off the war shackles."

"Well, I ain't shackeled, detective. I'm proud of my time serving my country, but I got no cause to relive it or hang on to it. Especially now that I have Shane. She's my life now. That part of it’s over."

"I guess I have to take you at your word, captain. Got no evidence so far that ties you to the scene. Just…be careful. If you do anything retaliatory to Miss Benton's captor or captors, I won't be able to protect you, no matter how I feel about your actions. Or how justified they might be."

"Understood. I will keep that in mind should I decide to take matters into my own hands." he tried not to let the smile on his face show in his voice.

"Right, well…is she okay?"

"I, uh…I think she will be…eventually. She hasn't said much to me about what happened, but I know it was torture, or akin to it. "

"Well, I hope she recovers quickly. I'll want a statement from her before I close the case."

"Sure thing. As soon as she's ready to talk."

"Great. Thanks for the call, Sy. I'm glad she's safe now. That's all that matters, really."

"Agree. Have a good night, Clarkson."

He ended the call and rubbed his face as head in frustration with his free hand. They'd have to come up with a story. A good one. Close enough to the truth that Shane could feel comfortable telling it, but far enough of a departure that they weren't incriminated in any kidnapping, murder, or manslaughter charges.

But for tonight, they’d rest. And just be glad to be together again.

Up Next: Chapter 20-Second Assist

[simp-lyzity]

silk velvet heart :D

silk: what intellectual subject is of most interest to you?

i’ve always been into anatomy/physiology and bio! but i’m also pretty into comp sci rn and cyber security so i was thinking of changing my major to it~

velvet: what does your dream home look like?

uhhh okay so i have two diff ideas for two diff eras of my life. the first is an apartment in a city, one or two bedrooms, a nice kitchen w a nice island bc i cook a lot, a tiled bathroom, a large living room and bookshelves lining parts of the walls. a tv in the common area, guitar and (hopefully and eventually) a cello and piano or keyboard somewhere, the guitar on display <3 bedroom w a desk, a queen bed, a desktop pc and speakers around the room. i like this idea for being in school still, esp bc i wna be a doctor so it just feels grown up to me. that’s my idea, 20’s right there

the other home is an actual house hopefully near a city and a coast, two to three stories, five bedrooms bc my family has a lot of fais do dos and i like having places for friends and family to stay. a room for the music ofc, guitar, a baby grand, cello, etc and i have a dancer cousin so they can use the room too hopefully to dance <3 a library study that spans all three floors but can have smaller floor space bc i would live in a library if i could, a den for ga(y)ming under the stairs, a big kitchen first floor with a big island and multiple dishwashers, a rec/media room in the loft, another sitting area/living room and a modest yard but a large wraparound patio. i’ve thought ab this too much akdjakd

heart: who inspires you?

i can never answer this question well bc growing up i didn’t have like a bunch of ppl i looked up to? like teachers were okay, i’ve never been like super into celebrities like that, etc but role models weren’t a big thing in my life. i just knew what i wanted bc i heard ab it from family and i was like hmm yes this sounds good- i have relatives who did well in some areas and terribly in others, but i’d probably say i have at least two aunts i look up to maybe? they’re put together but still have fun. if you’re talking ab who inspires me to do things like writing, etc, my best friend is full of ideas and so fucking talented and he’s also just. he’s an incredible human being and i’m so incredibly grateful for him in my life. he can write the saddest shit and be hella angsty and edgy (lmao vampire) but he’s also super sweet and he’s one of the few people in my life who truly care about me. he’s stupidly talented and somehow writes so much that i can definitively say he’s a creative inspiration.

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itsay ep 4 musings and meta pt2

On bras and chests

I have to admit I was a bit thrown at first when the scene wit Oh trying on the bra came on. Because it just felt a bit late to introduce the topic of transness that late in the show, when before I never noticed Oh being portayed as struggling with gender identity. Please note, I am not qualified to speak about trans experiences, nor am I trying to say what this is and is not, I am taking about my viewing experience. This show surely is about identity, sexual identity, roles and expectations, and of course gender identity cuts into all of that, but I for my interpretation - which is just that, MY interpretation that says nothing about the intentions of the writers or what other people might get from it- think that is not what this scene is about for Oh, because of what I have seen so far from him.

I see this scene in the context of those other scenes where Teh touches his chest. And the connections Oh’s mind might have made on some levels because of their context and impact.

At the end of episode 3, when things got so heated, Teh was thoroughly rubbing Oh’s chest, and that was when he stopped. I as a viewer had the thought, so maybe some part of Oh made that connection, too: It was what Teh was NOT feeling, i.e. boobs, that made him think of Tarn.  And, importantly, his responsibilities to their relationship.

So I do think it played into making Teh stop, but not for the reason Oh might interpret it as, out of very human insecurities. For Teh it was simply a reminder of Tarn on some unconsious level, and I do think other things happened there that came together that made him stop.

For Oh it’s a metaphor as much as a reminder of what he is not, what he can’t offer, what Oh might percieve Teh seeing as a lack of something.

The important difference is, that I do not think Teh sees Oh’s chest as lacking in any sense. While Oh might be tricked - by rejection and trying to process it - into thinking it was something he does not have, that he is not, that made Teh stop, that makes him choose Tarn over him. Boobs together with everything that society approves of so much more easily in its  heteronormative view on relationships.

Then the underwater kiss. Where Teh very desperately feels Oh’s chest again. You see a moment where Oh reacts, maybe partly because of insecurities that this was what made Teh stop the first time. But he also SEEs how into it Teh is - boy is freaking happy is what Teh is lookathim. And then, poor Oh, Teh rejects him again, afterwards. Deal with that, brain.

So I think the red bra scene is a direct consequence out of this.

It’s a taunt, a desperate provocation by Oh to post this for Teh to see. Because boy that look was a statement.

See, I can do this. Would you want me if I was this?  Also a desperate sublayer of: You like MY chest, I know it, I’ve felt it.

A good portion of defiance. Along with insecurities, and the endless journey of defining your identity and the pain of it.

His break down after is because of his becoming aware that it is not something he can choose to be, and that if that truly is what Teh wants, to be with a women, then Oh cannot be that for him, while being himself.

There’s nothing he can do. And that is more hurtful in it’s finality than if there was an answer to the question: What did I do wrong? If it was something he did, that made Teh turn away, not something he is or isn’t and cannot be.

Oh. Oh, boy.

Now.

Teh’s perspective and theme of... boobs is just as interesting and multi-layered.

Note, I do headcanon Teh as bisexual or pansexual, until something else might be mentioned.

The drawing scene where he chose the red flower, almost literally in the face of... Tarn’s boobs. sorry, lol. So telling, so good. It’s not about boobs or no boobs for Teh I believe, but his love directs his desires. If he would understand that. He might sometime.

It’s not the violet hibiskus he wants now, doesn’t even look at, as he did earlier. I believe he did want violet hibiskus at a time, though.

It’s the red flower he connects with Oh, and ofc the bra in Oh’s photo is red too then, and we saw the reaction this caused.

Lost to kisses and passion Teh’s hands pay attention to the chest with a mighty need, and I think he is turned on by it, the way he goes for it, and it is because it is Oh’s chest, not despite it, it is because the person he loves and desires is under his hands, and not because of a the theoretical trait of a physiology.

Listen to what your hands and passion tell you about yourself Teh. The rest will follow.

[garyrennell]

LOVE ISLAND THE GAME S3 — MC TAG💛🏝

hello, beautiful people💕 since S3 just started, i came up with the idea to make an MC tag so everyone can show off their gorgeous S3 MCs🙈obvs inspired by the MC tag @mrsgaryrennell made for S2. this is the template if anyone wants to participate💙 enjoy✨✨

FULL NAME: Halley Hawthorne.

HOMETOWN: Swanage, England.

AGE: 21.

STAR SIGN: libra⚖️

OCCUPATION: scientist (specializes in biology, mainly physiology related). she has a second job as a photographer, and hopes to make a living out of it in the future.

SEXUALITY: bisexual queen🌛🌜

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: british.

LANGUAGES: english and finnish. she learned finnish because she studied abroad for many years.

IMPORTANT PERSONALITY TRAITS: she always says the first thing that comes to mind, which can sometimes get her in trouble haha. she’s very mature, loyal and caring for other people, specially her loved ones. she also hates drama and never stirs the pot. what characterizes her the most is her never ending sex jokes and references lol (basically like Maura from Love Island UK lmaoo), which means choosing all the crackhead options✌🏻

STYLE: chic and sober clothing, but with lots of accessories. she mainly wears black, grey and white colors, but she’s not goth lol she just thinks she looks great in those colors haha. she also loves silver jewelry and very high heels. lives for ripped jeans for sure. her makeup is mainly nude, and she likes having her hair loose.

ABOUT MC’S FAMILY (PARENTS/SIBLINGS/CHILDHOOD/ETC): her family are her father named Scott, her step-mother named Maggie and her older brother named Isaac (yes, after Isaac Newton). most importantly, her brother is her best best friend. her parents are space geeks (my previous MC would be proud omg) so they named her ‘Halley’ after the scientist and comet☄️

HIDDEN TALENTS: she knows how to play the bass very well, and also wins every connect-four game she plays lmaooo.

CELEBRITY CRUSHES: John Boyega, Chris Evans, Tyler Hoechlin, Gary Rennell ofc, Crystal Reed, Avan Jogia, Kaya Scodelario, Emeraude Toubia and Danai Gurira.

FAVORITE DRINK (ALCOHOLIC AND NON-ALCOHOLIC): alcoholic: loves champagne and fruity cocktails, and gets drunk very easily lmao. non-alcoholic: likes smoothies a lot and would drink them all day, also milkshakes and juice🧃

FAVORITE TV SHOW/MOVIE: favorite shows: definitely Sex Education and (don’t judge her) she still likes The Walking Dead😂 favorite movies: Wonder Woman and the classic León: The Professional📽

FAVORITE DISH: sushi sushi sushi🍱 she’s also an ice cream addict🍦

FAVORITE VACATION SPOT: Firenze, Italy🇮🇹 (not biased ofc🌚)

IDEAL DATE: likes casual dates but in pretty places, like a fancy movie theatre or a good restaurant. take her to an amusement park, and she’ll be buzzing🎢 adrenaline is key.

WHO’S HER INSPIRATION: Simone de Beauvoir, Gloria Steinem and Annie Leibovitz💅🏻

BEST FRIEND: Seb🤘🏻

LOVE INTEREST (FOR NOW): Camilo, but she also has her eye on AJ🏳️‍🌈 she’s still waiting for her rugged man tho.

PICTURE OF YOUR MC AND FACECLAIM: she has grey eyes and wavy strawberry blonde hair. her faceclaim is Abigail Cowen✨

i’ll leave here my MC tag for S2 in case you guys haven’t met Minni yet (i love space girl so much omg and i still have so much to write about her💕🪐) and i’ll be tagging just this people so they can spread the tag too🙈: @mrsgaryrennell, @ariendiel, @batgirlassociationofgothamcity, @therealityofthematteris, @honey-girlie, @bubblelaureno, @garyandhisnan, @spiltrice, @kingkassam, @nuggobby, @iamgaryrennells, @bobbysmckenzie and @bobsqueen-ofboops💫💫 ofc if not tagged by anyone you can do it anyway if you want to, just say I tagged you😉💙

[deadwcight]

[ let it go by idina menzel, chronic backstabbing disorder, cinnamon and mulled wine ]  your world has gone black, time has shifted and halted still. wake up, LOKI ODINSON, you’re in a new world now. you used to be known as THE GOD OF MISCHIEF back on earth, and were 1500+ at the time of your disappearance. now you must adapt at life within the soul stone or accept your fate. survive or disappear. it’s on you now. [ sivan alyra rose, she/they ]

stats.

name: loki odinson / odinsdottir, formerly laufeyson / laufeysdottir.

alias(es)/nickname(s): god(dess) of mischief, god(dess) of lies, god(dess) of stories, agent of asgard, ikol, prince(ss) of asgard, reindeer games (via tony stark), lackey (via valkyrie), liesmith, child of odin, child of laufey, loki of asgard.

age: 1500+.

birthday + zodiac: loki doesn’t really have a birthday by earth standards, but they would likely be a scorpio.

pronouns: she/they.

fc: sivan alyra rose.

powers, if any: frost giant physiology (superhuman strength; durability; speed; agility; stamina; regenerative healing factor; longevity; cold immunity); master sorcerer (illusion manipulation; shapeshifting; mental manipulation; presence concealment; conjuration; telekinesis).

skills, if any: master tactician; genius level intellect; expert combatant; spear mastery; knife mastery; pilot; expert marksman.

languages spoken: loki has allspeak.

mbti: infj.

questionnaire.

following the events of avengers:endgame how does your character feel about everything that has happened?

loki’s fuckin’ tired, dude. they want a nap. going from jumping from 2012 with the tesseract to various other points throughout the timeline until they merged with their future self to being imprisoned once again to escaping and ending up in the soul stone... well, it’s a lot, needless to say. but at least they don’t have to wear that ugly grey and orange jumpsuit anymore.

what has your character brought with you into the soul stone?

basically just the clothes on their back and their daggers. they originally appeared in a prison jumpsuit but used their magic to shift into something more comfortable and less... noticeable. 

give us a bit about your character, tell us how you see them.

born to king laufey and his wife farbauti, loki was abandoned as a baby because they were considered to be small and weak for a frost giant

however, they were found by odin and thus adopted by king odin and queen frigga of asgard, raised alongside their adoptive brother thor, believing that they were as much their child as thor was

overall, their childhood was good compared to what it would have been had they either been kept by their birth parents or died on jotunheim, even if they would later tell people otherwise (ex. telling thor they lived in his shadow – feelings of their own insecurity brought out by thanos’ manipulation)

they were taught to wield magic by their mother, frigga, as they lacked interest in fighting, partially due to their smaller stature

loki often played pranks on thor using the magic they were being taught, such as finding different ways to stab him or turn him into different animals, both as a child and into their adulthood

i won’t go into too much more detail about the events of the avengers & the thor movies bc i’m sure most people have seen em and knows all that goes on so ….. yes (plus i’m lazy)

which brings us to infinity war, where thanos kills loki after loki attempted to trick and stab him. loki failed, thanos stopped him, and broke their neck

ofc there’s also endgame loki and the whole thing w/ escaping with the tesseract so lemme... explain where i’m going from w/ that! so, basically, at some point down the line while... time jumping or w/e, loki’s two selves (2012 loki and infinity war loki) merged into one person! my main reason for doing this is that the ragnarok character development is very important to how i write loki!!

as hinted at in the loki previews, they were in time prison or something and what i’m thinking for this is basically that though they managed to escape from time prison, they’ve now found themselves in an entirely new prison lmfao

loki is genderfluid and pansexual! they use she/her or they/them pronouns. they/them is a good base if you’re ever not sure!! but of course she/her is fine too!

i usually hc that there’s a permanent scar around loki’s neck due to their death via thanos, and because of that, they wear a scarf almost all the time to cover it up

loki is very confused about how they got here but yknow what... this is better than time prison so it’s okay

pls love them !!

[tarithenurse]

Loki meeting Nine and Ten

Headcanons created due to @j-u-s-t-4 tickled my imagination. Obviously they aren’t meant as consecutive (first meeting Nine and then later Ten or vice versa), but as first time encounters with Dr. Who.

Loki meets Nine:

-        Loki happens to be in the Sleep Chamber when he hears a sound from in there. Upon entering the place, he sees a blue box with Midgardian writing on it and a man roughly the same height as himself. The man’s busy studying the architecture.

-        Nine would see Loki for more or less what he is: an advanced species with fascinating technology. Probably finding a sciency way to explain what we’d consider magic. Afterall physiology and genetic quirks have obviously created a wide variety of races all over the galaxies already.

-        In the typically forward manner of Nine, there’d be no dillydallying and overly pompous greetings. Diplomacy is much too often a shield that hides contempt.

-        Loki would most certainly be more impressed than Nine, although he’d do his very best to hide it.

-        He’d try to appear nonchalantly unphased following the courts rules of honeyed mannerisms.

-        Nine doesn’t give a flying fuck – much to the frustration of Loki who’s used to be either admired or feared…or both.

-        They each quickly find that the other is coming off as snide or detached.

-        Especially Loki craves some sort of validation. He’s a GOD, meant to rule! Yet this insolent being is more interested in the tray of drinks.

-        Loki: (very pissed off and trying to assert his seniority) “I’ve lived a thousand years! I’ve seen empires come and –“

Nine: “Yeah, right. Good for you.” (continues studying some random machinery, openly excited about the technology) “Are there any adults around I can talk to?”

Loki: (angry tick is showing and daggers flash in and out of existence as he tries to hold back)

-        Nine: (upgrades a Restoration Bed (used for Odin’s sleep and healing) with the Sonic Screwdriver)

Loki: …wha-?

-        Loki reconsider the situation and attempts a different tactic to learn what Nine is and where he’s from. There are tales, forgotten by most, of a lost people…though same stories hint at one survivor. Ofc Loki’s read these old texts and begins to add one and one.

-        “Timelords,” he mumbles, tasting the name he once considered a myth as he paces the room. A pulsating sound makes him look back just in time to see the blue contraption fade away.

Loki and Ten (first ever meeting with the Doctor):

-        Loki’s puzzled by the odd appearance of this little being but knows better than to be fooled by that.

-        Ten’s slightly surprised at turning up at the “harbour” of Asgard when he’d set the Tardis to bring him to the fifth planet orbiting Sirius. But HEY!! This is cool too!

-        Ten: “Isn’t space brilliant?” (beams at Loki)

Loki: (slightly worried at the sight of the somewhat maniacally grinning man) “It is indeed. I take it you’ve travelled far?”

Ten: (shrugs) “Near. Far. It’s all relative. Sort of irrelevant really. Oh, is that a guided photon-transporter?”

Loki: (looks at where Ten’s pointing) “That’s the…Bifrost…”

Ten: …

Loki: …

Ten: “So the answer is yes. You could just say that.” (wanders off into the city)

-        Loki’s trailing the newcomer, signaling for the Einherjar to stand down if they notice the strange man.

-        Odin shows up demanding an explanation from both Loki and Nine (the latter being perfectly pleasant and unfussed about meeting the Allfather).

-        Ten: “Oh, you’re Bor’s kid? Look at you all grown up and…” (manages not to mention the missing eye)

Odin: …

Loki: …

Ten: “Nice chap, your dad. Still owes me a cask of mead after losing a game of backgammon. How’s he doing?”

-        Odin almost nopes out of that talk for a moment, leaving it to Loki to explain when this is. In the meantime, the Allfather thinks back to his own childhood.

-        Loki’s baffled to be talking in Odin’s place, but dutifully (plus to satisfy own curiosity) trails Ten back to the harbour while chatting about time and space to find out where this man (who calls himself a Timelord) is from.

-        Ten: “It’s a bit…wibbly-wobbly-timey-wimey, y’know.” (now at the door of the Tardis) “Excuse me one moment.”

-        Loki, Odin and everyone else stares as the Tardis disappears.

I’d probably have edited/added more if I wasn’t so impatient and wanted to get feedback :P

[constablegoo]

alright so i have. a lot of questions and thoughts on changeling physiology

tldr it’s quite unorganized so; asexual reproduction, shifting is a natural instinct but can be expanded through study and discipline, Form is easier to reproduce than Function, changelings passively absorb energy via background radiation, conservation of mass... ha, energy efficiency, regeneration is an aware but subdued/vulnerable state, you can sneak up on odo but not most changelings, exaggerated and inhuman movement, language and body language learning, Viscosity tm, vital organs exist, injury and physical tolerance, focusing the senses...

asexual reproduction. loads of possibilities here. they might split in two (which could mean they’re really all clones of one another or else slight variations on an original) or lob a bit of themselves off which then begins to form a new individual. they might fragment off and start growing more individuals from themselves until they’re mature enough to carry on, or they might produce spores!!! OR they might reproduce the way coral do. the main complication is that this is meant for simple or single-celled organisms and also maybe leaves them all more vulnerable to that Clone Problem of being wiped out by a single virus. but perhaps their ability to mimic other types of dna is involved in providing new individuals with a robust enough mix of original genes to be baseline Adaptable

also a problem with simple organisms is that they propagate Extremely quickly and tend to be short-lived and. unintelligent (think fruit flies) so - changelings could have a fair few ‘simple organism’ traits but are ofc complex in reality

the mimicry -- do they actually become the material?? if you scan a changeling as a rock, they have the make up of a rock. but what about more complex materials? or systems? like fire? that requires energy input. im gonna go with: 1. depends on skill level 2. some things like fire they can mimic visually, maybe even with proper light and heat, but does take energy to do so.

speaking of which HOW do they get energy. i think i rambled about this a little in another post, but basically im going with the idea that they’re sort of filter feeders on the dust of the universe... they’re just VERY energy-efficient and collecting these little bits of radiation being thrown around space is a passive activity. i.e. odo probs wouldnt even know he does it, even though he does it constantly.

um. conservation of mass. the biggest thing ive seen odo turn into is that blob-monster, which was maybe 10′x10′ ? 15 at most? large, but probably somewhat unstable, and not huge. the smallest thing in canon is probably the mouse. ive seen the idea that humanoid-formed odo might be. hollow? there’s no need for him to actually form internal organs or any of that, its all surface-level, and besides. if we’re going with the idea that they can reproduce Form more than Function, they wouldnt actually work. he doesnt even eat anyway, so why waste that kinda energy?

that said!! there are probably some basic object functions they can reproduce. im gonna say that maybe your average changeling isnt going to be able to make a microwave that actually microwaves (not without a great deal of practice and scientific understanding), but could more easily become a lamp, for instance, that does actually turn on. that means they have some ability for bioluminescence, but again that requires energy and would shorten the time they can hold that shape.

regeneration obvs. is a chance to re-acquire energy, but we’re told odo doesnt sleep - it’s still a resting state, but maybe he’s still at least somewhat aware of his surroundings, if a bit unable to focus. he certainly seems to still undergo thought processes, etc. but if attacked in this state, he’ll be quite vulnerable, esp if he’s just reached hour 16, but he wont be completely defenseless. WAY more likely to hide than retaliate though, esp depending on where in the cycle he happens to be at the time -- even if that werent also kinda his personality. maybe its like bein rly rly rly tired but ur brain wont keep quiet.

kinda enjoy the idea of changelings becoming a little translucent or misshapen when they zone out. it takes some effort, practice, skill to remain present. a habit!

im sure he doesnt really bother to maintain constant humanoid-shape unless someone’s likely to look at him. could see him MAYBE being caught unawares, on occasion, whoops. very rarely, but how embarrassing

on that note, if you’re able to sneak up on odo and surprise him, he might momentarily jump a little out of shape (like a cartoon, exaggerated). other emotions like disgust or haughtiness might come off a little exaggerated too

at large, humanoid body language is a learned language for changelings, even if they can pick it up very quickly

odo’s got his humanoid walk cycle down pretty good but probably not perfectly, actually. i sort of imagine it could be a little more flowing -- not always -- but if he’s doing something he normally doesnt do, he moves a little less like a human bc he hasnt practiced it enough

ok whats the viscosity of changelings? like..... really runny and liquidy? j.... jelly? i kinda refer back to single-celled organisms again. cytoplasm w control.

in fact odo probably has some very simple (or maybe very complex, considering, but able to disguise themselves accordingly. so simple-appearing?) organs going on in there as well as cytoplasm of some sort

they dont sweat, they dont bleed, they dont smell, they dont taste, they dont sleep

they DO see, hear, are tactile, and feel most emotions that humans do. some of that emotions stuff is cultural

losing a little tiny bit of themselves (injury, i.e., a bit chopped off by a weapon) probs doesnt really hurt much more than getting a scrape, but if u like chop em in half thats gonna be Bad. but most surface level damage is just like getting a haircut or something, no pain. re: that scene with odo stopping the turbolift like.... that could’ve been painful

FOCUS!! sight, sound, etc - im writing senses as things that dont necessarily need to be located in the. face. bc they dont. but im thinking odo tends to concentrate it of course to better interact with others. that means technically - he could. .. . ‘accumulate light sensors’ and see out the back of his head, for instance, even without forming eyes, but because odo’s odo and he’s really trying to fit in he usually wont do that sort of thing and you can still sneak up on him. sometimes he even forgets he can do that kind of thing, when he’s humanoid-formed (unless he’s startled -- then he might revert to more ‘natural’ reactions) - bc he really hasnt spent any time with his people at all

this doesnt even get into the Great Link and changelings being a little bit touch-psychic

another thought !! i like the idea of one limitation being that he has to have seen / experienced in-person / studied / encountered / been exposed to an object, person, or animal to really become it. that’s where skill comes in -- some things are going to come very naturally, like shapes that are common in the universe such as rocks or. plants, in star trek .  they can learn by description or by looking at images and making their best guess, but its not gonna be totally accurate. so - some shapes come from study, like humanoids, and others come more by instinct like rocks and dirt and water, like learning to talk.

so when did odo meet a klingon targ omg

also means they are instinctually EXCELLENT observers, both of material and behavior

but imagine a bird or smth speaking in odos voice yikes

speaking of speaking, odo speaks bajoran and doesnt really know any other languages on his own, except workable cardassian. i.e. he’d have to learn to speak seagull

what if bc odo’s learning and sort of stunted in skill bc of his upbringing and inhibitions his face is..... actually made of latex, sometimes, like when he needs to save energy he goes Low Poly Rendering cos its close enough, and easier, and he’s interacted with plenty of latex and other Made materials bc he’s hardly lived at all anywhere that wasnt built-up by life forms. (probs partly why he seems so interested in practicing other animals and plants -- natural shapes are not shapes he’s been as exposed to, so they’re more interesting - and dynamic - than say, furniture / appliances)

he gives off no body heat, but neither is he cold. room temp, with a wide tolerance

can survive in space and vacuums

they seem somewhat naturally stronger than humans, esp as a sturdy material

some of them can become a magnet, thats just aligning poles / can then reproduce some basic electronics functions

at least they seem to have pretty comparable intelligence to humans so that’s relatable

[iaknaide]

I think yams really care about their strategies and focused on them

Well erwin's strategy was manipulation and gamble it's also clear in uprising arc when erwin was commander their enemy were titans and also we see how humans can be enemies too in uprising arc but i want to remind in that time there was no nationality it was just paradise in the whole planet pple were safe inside the walls ( ofc bfore the wall maria incident ) but there are always pple who their curiousity and their will to understanding more and in some cases to have freedom and more accessibility ( yes i'm talking abt pple like erwin hange and eren ) leads them to leave their safe spot

In erwin case his daddy issues weighs more . He has a dream and to reach to it he need power that leads him to have better plans than his superior shadith so shadith called him the next commander now he need more TROOP so he uses his famouse way of manipulation (which he himself didn't belieave in it ) glorify and worship deaths for the sake of humanity and convince them to leave their safe spot and to fight titans

Which worked and his efforts led humanity to the BASEMENT and this is where hange's personality ties with ( so erwin's role was sufficient till S3)

In uprising arc we saw hange's arc too they hate to hide the truth they value it and don't fear to let everyone know the truth either (hange's cooperation with newswriters saved erwin from execution and the most important brought a lot of popularity for survey corps no need to mention survey corps alwayes had problem with taxes and were hated by pple and royal government)

But i want to say how hange's personality suits for marley's arc

S4 is about knowing your enemy and come to realise "WE BOTH ARE THE SAME " ( eren's famouse line to reiner ) which was alwayes hange's way when their enemies were titans in S1 S2 S3 hange didn't see titans as monsters they alwayes wanted to know more about them their intention , physiology etc... and what they found out in the end is really interesting THEY WERE THE SAME TITANS AND HUMANS INSIDE THE WALLS ARE THE DEVILS OF THE PARADISE TO PPLE OUTSIDE THE WALLS

Well that is why i think S4 disproving racist and nationalism here and make audience to realise we are all human we are all the same apart from our nationality but we fight bc we have different opinion and yams also forshadowing this case in uprising

Well nationalism isn't necessarily alwayes a dangerous idealism but it can be at some cases this is where yams plays with different idealism by showing pple in paradise and floch (yeagerists) misunderstooding eren's actions and see him as the king and it brings up fascist idealims and it also brings a question whether or not revealing the truth to pple alwayes brought good result one of the problems hange was struggling with it was THE NEED TO KEEP SECRETS FROM PUBLIC

Hange build up alliance with their own way they didn't have any conflict with what happend in the past and history they also said we lived in the outside so we can't be no longer the ignorant island devils so that means hange reached to a level of understanding where they can't see outside pple as enemies that should be wipe out for the sake of eldians

and let both side discuss about it to come to a mutual understandig on chapter 127

Even magath had a problem to understand the situation that they were enemies before and now they became allias he was confused

I love hange's speech in the begining of the chapter 127 and their dialouge with jean and also want to say that erwin's strategy wouldn't convince jean to gave up his dream and safe place and instead go to stop rumbling ( and i also really love their parallel they both have same wishes and their fallen comrades encourage them to fight for humanity once more )

And i know marley arc is fucking more different heavier and tiring depressing and full of responsibilty for hange but i personally think it built for hange's character i mean struggling with unkown things was alwayes hange's character and i think ( that is just my personal idea ) if erwin was alive he would handeling problems with inside the walls ,well his character really suits a perfect politician and hange would handle problems with outside the wall like negotiate with other contries bring their technology to the island like they did a perfect job in this case but as for rumbling i think it was unavoidable erwin existence wouldn't make any diffrence in this case

Up to now, I don't know how to answer the asks about Erwin and Hanji's diffenrence in strategy after they became Commander...

Because..... it's awkward to talk about strategy in snk. Isym doesn't care nor even know enough about these things. Both Erwin and Hanji(and Armin) are flexible and intelligent people, but I didn't see them making some specific, impressing strategical plan..

It is hard to call someone "brilliant strategic mind" who put all the troops, even the person in charge of logistics, into a very dangerous battle without leaving some experienced successors behind..

Let alone Hanji, the later descriptions about her are almost all painful narratives. We can only admire her ideas without knowing enough specific plans. So...

On the other hand, Zeke's competence in this field is more prominent than them, thanks to the fact that Isym did no direct description. We can just imagine how difficult it is for a warrior in discrimination and surveillance to win Marley's trust, contact foreign countries, recruit his followers and send so many reliable forces to Paradis.

But he failed, so now he's just a joke, used to be sliced by Levi. People's comments are cruel, lmao

Isym may have wanted to write them as insightful people, but in the end he decided to only let Erwin and Zeke's eyes be limited at their daddy issues, let Hanji's ideals just be the beautiful vision around the campfire.

After all, the spirit of SC is "never giving up", "to go and try to understand", not strategic mind, lmao.

This is also more in line with my cognition. I usually don't think that political or military figures have far more greater planning and predictive ability which make them grasp the key of the things.

Most of them can only make very limited plans and decisions based on existing information and their own personality, the 90% of the results can only be handed over to God.

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BOOKS TO SURVIVE MEDSCHOOL

Hi! so, uhm, I haven’t really introduce myself properly. But now I will, my name is Sarah and I’m a third year medical student in Indonesia. Personally, medschool was so daunting, but over the years i’ve figured out several books that helped me to jolt down I am currently learning. 

When I entered my second semester, I was overwhelmed by the amount of materials that I needed to understand and memorize in order to be a good doctor (solving case problems) and of course to pass my exam. I felt like studying from slides only does not help me understand the material as a whole. Yet, if I had to read books, it will be too much and I thought I would not have the time to do it. So at that particular semester, I survived by relying on my senior’s lecture notes and slides. I tried reading a chapter of Sherwood but I could not get it (lol). But over the time, I started to adapt myself for reading textbooks and BOY they help A LOT! So just remember to try and never give up in reading textbooks, and read them chunks by chunks. DO NOT try to finish a whole chapter in just one day, or else you’ll be stressed out and pissed at yourself for not being good enough. Chill guys, changes takes time :)

And actually, I’ve been wanting to post about this for quite a few time, but I haven’t had the guts to do so. SOOO HERE IT GOES:

Physiology. I can not stress how important it is to understand how your body works physiologically. Because by understanding the way it works, it will be easier for you to understand the pathophysiology behind a disease. Personally, I love Sherwood for physiology. I think it is well explained and there are always pictures that highlight the important parts of each headings. For review, I use Rapid Review Physiology. ITS SO GOOD GUYS!!!! If you have been slacking all these time and finals are near I suggest you skip Sherwood and read Rapid Review directly. But, other overachieving friends of mine also love Constanzo as it is famous for its A rating in USMLE. I have tried reading constanzo, but I’ve set my heart for Sherwood. <3 ps: I’m using the 9th edition. But if it is too expensive, just buy the previous editions, its all the same inside, they only re-design the book. For practice, BRS Physiology is a good to go. Very analytical, if you can’t do it, its okay, I can’t too most of the time HAHAHAHAHA.

Anatomy. Actually anatomy is always a daunting subject for me, I mean, I tried but its not what I’m good at I guess. For anatomy atlas, I use Netter and Yokochi. I prefer Netter to Sobotta because 1. its cheaper 2. It is less bulky (My sobotta was comprised of 3 different books and its just annoying how I need to switch book if I wanted to see other body parts) 3. it is more detailed (I feel like Sobotta was missing some names of a body part). So I would read the anatomical check list given by the faculty and I would read and try to remember each parts in Netter and practice on Yokochi. Yokochi Atlas gives a realistic picture on what would things appear in cadaver. Because what you see in atlas like Netter and Sobotta are too good to be true. No, your blood vessels are not color-coded blue and red darling like you see in atlas(es). But if you want to understand theoretically where things are located, I suggest Gray’s Anatomy for Students or Clinical Anatomy (Blackwell Publishing). They also explain about clinical abnormalities that may happen in a certain organ, so you would have a sense the purpose of learning anatomy. PS: Yokochi has their own flash card too!! Good for practice!

Histology. Yay back to one of my fave subject. I use Junquiera for histology. Although my professor liked and used Gartner a lot, I prefer junquiera as it has pictures (ofc duh) with summaries just below the picture or in a box somewhere nearby, so you don’t have to read the whole thing, but you should. I mean it would take me two or three times reading to understand what the book is talking about and things started to make sense to me. But its all okay now.

Pathology. I use Robbin’s Basic Pathology and Rapid Review Pathology. Sometimes, there is just too much information in Robbin’s Basic Pathology and most of the time, I’m running out of time, hence I’ll retreat to Rapid Review Pathology. Its a concise version of Robbin’s Basic Pathology. Just keep in mind, in order to solve a pathology case problem, you need to understand how did it happen (the pathophysiology), the signs and symptoms of each disease, the risk factors and who is at a greater risk for that particular disease.

Biochemistry. Rapid Review Biochemistry is my go to book for biochemistry. I find Marks’ and Harper’s are a bit too overwhelming. 

Embryology. The Developing Human by Keith L. Moore and Langman’s Medical Embryology are the two books I used during embryology module. I switch between these two, but I guess I liked The Developing Human by Keith L. Moore more. There is also BRS Embryology for Qbank.

Immunology. I guess by finishing the whole Abbas Basic Immunology book will help to save you during Immunology? If you are interested in immunology, you can also read Abbas Cellular and Molecular Immunology.

Internal Medicine. Harrison is hands down best internal medicine books ever. I know, I know, there are too much information and it seems a little bit daring at first, but its okay, you’ll make it through. At first, I also had a hard time understanding, but when I put my efforts and continue reading, I began to see everything clearly and I don’t even have to write things down to remember the pathophysiology behind a disease. 

Pharmacology. The two most important books are Katzung and Goodman and Gillmann. But man, they’re a bit too much information so I use Katzung & Trevor's Pharmacology Examination and Board Review instead. Its a short version of the Basic and Clinical Pharmacology by Katzung, plus there are questions at the end of each chapter to make sure that you understand what you have read previously. Sometimes, I even found a couple of the questions here during my exams.

Microbiology. I use Murray’s and Jawets for microbiology. Go for Jawets for a more concise version. There is also BRS Microbiology and Immunology for practice.

Crash Course. Crash course are a great series of books! I was sent by Elsevier the Crash Course Pharmacology and I love it! Although, its a bit too concise for a module review tho’. I guess crash course is better for those who are prepping for USMLE or UKMPPD here in Indonesia. Not to mention the small size of the book makes it easier to carry anywhere around.

I guess that is it from me, I’ll updated when I find more books in the future.

Just remember, do not give up, beginning is always the hardest.