#loss treatment

[whumpdaydreamerx]

Whumpee making it to their friend’s house, bloody and injured after an ordeal. Knocking on the door and once opened, collapsing into their arms, “No– hey hey hey!”

Their friend being the type to not have any clue how to render aid to someone – how to be a Caretaker. They struggle to drag Whumpee to their couch. They almost short circuit trying to figure out what to do first, and they settle for gathering towels.

When they try to clean up their friend, Whumpee has to tell them what to do next. When they pass out, Caretaker panics and has to frantically call their mutual friend for help.

[whumpetywhump]

3 Will Be Free - Ep. 9

[vintage-tigre]

1912 - ad for the Hygienic Vacuum Cap

[finmoryo]

Tonight's random horrible Eol/Curvo AU that came to me (sadder and more violent than usual)

Celegorm and Curufin have an argument in Himlad about Curufin's failed love life.

Curufin disappears after a fit of rage that sends him into the forest to be alone.

After a few days, he sends out search parties, to no avail.

Celegorm keeps trying and eventually sends a letter to Maedhros. Maedhros is furious and worried.

They send out more search parties. The one to the borders of Nan Elmoth never comes back.

Celegorm goes to search himself and finds the edges of the forest silent and devoid of animal life, with thick trees blocking any path forward.

Further beyond those trees, he sees a glint of silver. All that remains of his scouts is a single sword wrapped in vines.

Celegorm tries to push past, climbing over every obstacle, but the enchanted forest refuses to grant him entry. He's forced to give up. Maedhros's forces gave up years ago, having the Siege of Angband to occupy them instead.

He grieves for his brother, until one day when some of his soldiers report Curufin riding north out of Nan Elmoth.

Celegorm meets him halfway. Except, it isn't Curufin. He struggles to say a word when the elf appears, a carbon-copy of his younger brother in all but the eyes, which are dark and troubled. Against his chest is a small elfling with a cold stare and Curufin's frown.

The elf, barely an adult, introduces himself as Celebrimbor and the younger one as his brother Maeglin. Curufin's sons. He has Curufin's sword by his side and Curufin's favorite rings on his fingers.

He claims that Curufin is dead, slain by Eol months before. He'd told his sons of their family and the silmarils before he led them to escape. The forest was too tainted by evil, and the three were caught by vines and roots before they'd gotten far. Eol had killed Curufin in a fit of rage then and taken his sons back and locked them up. Clever Celebrimbor bided his time, then took his brother and escaped whilst Eol was away and spilled his blood on the trees along the way, satisfying their dark urges.

Celegorm invites them back to the settlement and has rooms prepared for them and a healer brought.

He waits until they're settled in and safe before arming himself to the teeth and setting up watches around the border.

A few days later, Eol appears. Celegorm strikes him down without a word, planting his spear through the other elf's heart. Eol curses him and his entire family as he dies.

The body is burned and Celegorm goes back home. Celebrimbor stares when he sees the blood covering his uncle's hands but says nothing.

Celegorm writes to his brothers and raises his nephews like his own sons. They're spoiled and praised by their uncles. Relations with Doriath have never been worse.

In the end, death and darkness claims them all. Maeglin dies during their escape in the Dagor Bragollach, and Celebrimbor's kind heart brings him to ruin in Eregion.

[skys-archive]

I genuinely feel so confused and lost with my disability.

I have post treatment lyme disease, I was tested positive for lymes years after gaining treatment. But all of my symptoms are unconventional. They're all things that have been loosely linked to lymes but I don't have the conventional symptoms. I have fatigue but it's not my main overbearing symptom like it is for most people. I never had the bullseye rash and my main problem has always been joint and muscle pain and stiffness. I have tics and recently I've been having a horrible deterioration of fine motor skills. I can walk but I often have to choose between activities. If I am at a full day activity that's not very laborious, I might not be able to participate in my band or theatre. I've always had to choose between school and other things or work and other things.

One day of work for 4 hours leaves me bedridden for a day. I've been unable to draw and put on clasp necklaces or any other fine motor skills. I want a wheelchair to conserve energy and not be hurting all the time but ptlds isn't a "real" disability so I can't get one that best suits my needs covered by insurance and I'm not sure I'm able to get one on my own.

All of this is just, not conventional to ptlds. I feel like there's something else going on but I don't know how to get doctors to test me. I don't know how to keep them from saying no we don't need to test for that. I feel like lyme is not all that this is and I want to be able to have a "real" disability and be seen and accommodated and I just feel so lost and hopeless.

I'm at the best mentally I've been ever, but my physical health is just getting worse and worse with no answers.

I don't know what to do and everything just feels so hopeless.

[whumpygifs]

[butterfly22536]

Baby Shower

Summary: You are 20 weeks pregnant with your boyfriend's baby. He hasn’t told his coworkers at the BAU about you. But when he takes your call he hopes he still can...

Warnings: possible child lost / miscarriage

Pairing: Spencer Reid x FemBAUReader

Word count: 2k

20 weeks... you were 20 weeks pregnant. You looked at yourself in the mirror, stroking your baby bump with your hands. You looked so different and you couldn't believe this was your life now. 

A small tear drops from your eyes but it was a happy tear. After everything that you have been through, you couldn't believe that you would ever be happy. You have never felt like this before: happy. 

You felt the hands of your boyfriend on your stomach. “What were you thinking about honey?” You smile at him and wipe your tears away. “I don’t know, I’m just so happy. It feels amazing but also so scary.” 

“It will alright my love, you deserve happiness” He never fails to make you calm. You hug him and you can feel your belly sticking out touching his stomach. He strokes your hair and then sits on his knees as he kisses your baby bump. “I can’t believe this is our life now, I’m so thankful to have you in my life”

You and Spencer met while you were working at the BAU of the FBI. He was still working there but you left after 4 years to work as a professor at the university. In those 4 years at the BAU, there was always something between the two of you. But neither of you dared to take some action towards each other. 

It didn’t take long after you had left the BAU, for you and Spencer to start dating. He asked you out, you can still remember how nervous he was. 

His hands were shaking when he asked: “I know we are friends and I don’t want to make that weird. So if you don’t want to I totally get it. But it feels like the last chance for me to ask you this before you leave. So uh will you go on a date with me?” 

That was the beginning of many dates and so many loving moments, he was the best boyfriend you could ever wish for. You talked about having kids before, even though your pregnancy was unexpected you and Spencer were so happy. 

From the second he found out you were pregnant, he was even more sweet, caring and protective of you then before. He makes you tea, holds your hair when you are dealing with morning sickness, buys you your favorite snacks and calls you every night when he is away on a case. 

You know he hasn’t told anyone at the BAU you were pregnant. You know he isn’t someone who is very open about his personal life to his coworkers. But they are more than just coworkers, they felt like family when you were still working there. 

You talked to him about it, if something happened at least they would know and could help. Spencer promised you he would tell them.

You still talk to them, mostly to Rossi who reminds you of your father and Penelope. Of course you want them to know about your pregnancy but you know Spencer isn’t ready to tell them yet. So you wait for him to tell them...

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Spencer felt guilty leaving his pregnant girlfriend alone at home but he had to go to the office. Spencer was working on some paperwork while thinking how he was going to tell his team you were pregnant. They didn’t even know that you were dating. 

In a way it felt like you were living in your own little bubble. And when he would tell other people, you would be snapped out of the bubble. He just wanted you all for himself for the rest of your life, how selfish he thought to himself.

He was snapped out of his deep thoughts when his phone rang. “Hey honey, how are you?” He answered while walking away so no one could hear the conversation “Hi Spence... uhm I’m in the hospital”.

The world spins around him as he hears the words. He stumbles to a chair and sits down because he felt he was going to faint. “What is going on, what happened?” Spencer whispers. His throat feels full of tears already, so much he almost can’t bear to speak.

“I had a lot of cramps this morning and there was blood Spence.. I went to the doctors and they sent me to the hospital. They already did some tests and I think the baby is okay. I am so scared.”

Spencers tries to comprehend what you just told him. He is silent while he tries to think about what happened and what might have caused your cramps.

“Are you having a miscarriage?” He finally has built up the courage to ask the question he hoped he would never have had to ask. 

You answer honestly: "I don't know Spence. I have no idea what is going on" “I’m coming to you, where are you?” Spencer stands up and is walking fast to his desk to grab his stuff. 

While you tell Spencer what hospital you are in, you can hear him talking to Hotch. “Hotch, I have to go. Something has happened to... I will tell you later. I really have to go” “It’s alright Spencer, you can go. Let me know if we can do anything for you” Hotch responds. 

Spencer is practically running out of the office. “Where are you heading off so fast pretty boy?” Morgan laughs but his laugh disappears when he sees Spencer's face. So full of worry and tears pricking in his eyes.

“I will tell you later!” Spencers shouts across the office. “What the hell is going on with him?” Morgan says to Emily. “I don’t know but I don’t think he is doing alright”. 

In the next week Spencer took care of you every second of every day. He made sure you had enough rest, ate and drank enough and took your meds. 

You had an UTI so you had to take medicine and drink enough water. That way the infection would go away. 

Spencer was very worried but also happy you and the baby were alright. He was happy that any of the worst case scenarios he made up in his mind while he was on his way to the hospital, didn't come true. But he was still scared that anything bad would happen to you or the baby. 

He got a text from every single one of his coworkers asking if he was okay. He didn’t know how to tell them. 

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It was Spencer’s first day back at the BAU after taking care of you for two weeks. As he set his first step into the office, JJ and Penelope came to him hugging him. “How are you Spencer? We are so glad you are back.” 

“I have to tell you guys something. Please come to the conference room” Spencer says. He was nervous, he knew that they would be happy for him but also mad because he didn’t tell them. 

Everyone gathered in the conference room looking at Spencer. “Okay I have something to tell you. It’s a lot and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before” He takes a deep breath. 

“After Y/N left the BAU we started dating”. Penelope puts her hands before her mouth and says “Oh my god, you guys that is amazing”. Spencer continues “There is more. We found out that we are having a baby, she is 22 weeks pregnant. 

Everyone's mouths fall open and suddenly it is complety silent for a few moments. Penelope and Morgan get up to give Spencer a hug. Followed by Emily, JJ and Hotch. Spencer smiles “Yes we are very happy” “But what happened to you the last two weeks?” Emily asks. 

Spencer sighs: “She was in the hospital for a UTI. She was discharged after a day and she is home now. Her and the baby are fine. I just had to take care of her and be there for her.”

“Aw Spencer, we are so happy for you. And happy to hear you, Y/N and the baby are fine” JJ says.

“Do you know the gender of the baby?” Penelope asks. “Yeah we know but we would like to keep that between us for now” Penelope looks disappointed but then her eyes light up. “Did you guys have a proper baby shower yet?” she asks. 

Spencer thinks about what to say "No, we didn't." I don’t know if she would like that though”. “Ah please Spencer, talk to her. It would be nice for us to see her again and we can celebrate” 

“Okay I will talk to her” Spencer says, not knowing if you would really like a baby shower. But he knew you deserved to celebrate and he knew you would love to see your old coworkers again.

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Spencer sent a text to Penelope that they were on their way to the office. Spencer told you that he told the team that you were pregnant and they would love to see you. Spencer told you they were very busy so you couldn’t stay long. He hoped you didn’t see through his lie. 

You loved the idea of seeing them again and you dressed up nicely for the occasion. You wore a long black dress in which you could clearly see your baby bump. Spencer told you that you looked amazing in that dress. He tells you every single day.

You and Spencer walk into the office holding hands, but no one is there and the lights are off. “This is weird” Spencer says. “Let’s walk to the conference room, maybe they are working on the case”. 

You follow Spencer, having no clue of what is about to happen. The lights in the conference room are on but you can’t see who is inside, as the blinds are closed. Spencer opens the door and guides you in. 

“SURPRISE!!!” Everyone yells. Your hands are on your heart as it beats fast. “Oh my god, you guys” Tears fill your eyes and then you look at Spencer. He is smiling at you, You walk up to everyone giving each of them a hug and thanking them for the baby shower.

The whole room is filled with decoration and balloons. The table is full of cake, sweets, drinks and snacks. You sit down and Spencer rubs your belly. “Thank you so much, this is amazing” 

“You are very welcome my lady, we are so happy for you” Morgan says. “Would you like anything to drink?” Penelope says while she points at all the options. 

“Yes, I have a lot of pregnancy cravings but now I would really like some orange juice if you have that” you say.  “Yes mama we do” 

She gives you a glass and as you take a big sip, you make a surprised noise. “What is going on? "Is it not good?” Penelope looks worried. “You got extra pulp, I was craving this so badly” you laugh. 

Penelope looks at Spencer and says “Well don’t give me the credit, Spencer told us everything you liked so we had a table full of your cravings”. You smile as you take Spencer's hand “Thank you my love, for everything” He gives you a kiss on your hand. 

The rest of the day consists of talking about your baby, receiving tips from JJ, a lot of eating and laughing. Spencer and you hold hands the whole time. You have never felt so loved.

Before you and Spencer left, they made you promise you would stop by soon. And that you would text them if you needed anything. 

You felt like you already had a big family around you, just as you were about to start a family with Spencer. You couldn’t wait for the baby. 

“Are you okay Honey? Did you like the surprise?” Spencer looks at you. “Yes Spence, I did. It was so nice. Thank you so much for everything.” “You are very welcome, you deserve everything. "I love you!” “I love you too my love”

[lapis-lazuliie]

idk just kinda insane to me how, seven years on, steve and reece still very openly cherish the one and only ep of their anthology series that was filled with gay subtext

[dracolizardlars]

I swear a higher and higher percentage of my YouTube ads are things that piss me off because I strongly believe that it should be completely illegal to advertise them (or for them to exist at all), namely:

BetterHelp

Various gambling / betting websites / apps

Weight loss treatment (FUCKING JUNIPER I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL KILL YOUR CEO-)

[antoniofoote-health]

The cure for hair loss🌿

daily skin moisturizer , burns , or rashes

add to smoothies

testosterone🡵

[whumpdaydreamerx]

The Blacklist 1x09 | Donald Ressler Shot

[paininseries]

Open Range | 2003 (-1- / -2- / -3-)

Soo many good tropes here;

- ambushed unbeknownst to caretakers

- left for dead

- worried fatherfigure

- fading in and out of consciousness

- bridal carry

Found this movie through @whumpywhumpas 🌟

More gif sets for this movie coming!!!

[hussyknee]

Two weeks ago, female wrestler Vinesh Phogat became the first woman from India to make the Olympic finals—and was promptly disqualified for being 100 grams overweight.

On August 9, Vinesh Phogat announced her retirement from the sport of wrestling in a post on X. After the previous day’s incidents, it was a message that many had been expecting.

Vinesh experienced the highest of highs at the Paris Olympics. She defeated an unbeaten Olympic champion wrestler who was considered not just the favourite in her weight division but across every weight division at the quadrennial event. She became the first Indian woman wrestler to reach an Olympic final. However, Vinesh also faced the lowest of lows at the Olympics. No one had ever reached an Olympic final only to be denied the chance to compete because they had failed to make weight on the day of the competition.

Vinesh had taken her case to the Court of Arbitration for Sport, seeking at least to be awarded a silver medal by virtue of reaching the final. If she had succeeded, she would have set a precedent, but, much to the disappointment of the nation, her appeal was turned down by the sole arbitrator, Annabelle Bennett.

...

Vinesh has always been a fighter. Tragedy has followed her, yet somehow, against the odds, she has emerged victorious.

When she was nine, her father was shot dead by someone in her village, believed to be a mentally disturbed relative, just outside their front door. Her mother, a young widow, refused the custom of marrying her husband’s brother. She battled cancer single-handedly. Through it all, she raised a firebrand daughter, who refused to back down.

Her cousins, who grew up near her home, were the more famous girls of the family. Geeta and Babita were among the first to win gold at the Commonwealth Games. They had a movie made about them — Dangal — which made the ‘Phogat sisters’ iconic in Indian sports.

Vinesh didn’t feature in that movie. The events described in it took place too early in her career. But she wouldn’t be satisfied with being one of the Phogat sisters — she would become ‘The Phogat’ sister.

Talk to any of her peers .— and even some of her rivals in Indian wrestling – and there is, in some cases, grudging, genuine respect. She is considered the most instinctive and natural wrestler India has ever produced in women’s freestyle wrestling.

Her career is as much a highlight reel as anything out of a movie. No one in women’s wrestling compares. No Indian woman wrestler has won three Commonwealth gold medals as she did in 2014, 2018, and 2022. No one has won an Asian Games gold medal as she did in 2018. No one has won two World Championships medals as she did in 2019 and 2022.

The one medal missing from her collection is the Olympic medal — which she fought bitterly for.

...

Vinesh has had terrible luck at the Olympics — the only competition that seems to matter to Indians. In 2016, she was one of the favourites in the Indian team before her knee was bent out of shape in the quarterfinals. In 2020, she was one of the world’s favourites to medal in the women’s 53kg weight class. Then, suddenly, a freak weight cut left her physically and psychologically broken, unable to coordinate her movements on the mat. She lost to a wrestler she had beaten comfortably just a month before. Now, in Paris, another poor weight cut left her at the lowest point of her wrestling career.

Her battles, though, haven’t been restricted to the mat. Perhaps the most significant one Vinesh has fought has been for the safety of young girls in the sport. In pursuing this fight, she took on one of the most powerful men in Indian sports — Brij Bhushan Sharan Singh.

When her rivals were preparing for the Olympics, Vinesh was fighting on the streets of New Delhi, where she, and few other fellow wrestlers, accused Brij Bhushan, a five-time member of parliament and the long-time president of the Wrestling Federation, of sexual harassment.

The longer she stayed on the streets, the slimmer her chances on the mat became. Yet, she continued to prioritise what she felt was right. In doing so, Vinesh showed the kind of courage almost uniformly lacking in most sportspersons in India. Most of them, as the saying goes, “crawl when asked to bend.” Vinesh’s spine has been ramrod straight. She had the courage to take on the system without caring about the consequences. She displayed it even though it cost her what she loved the most — the chance to wrestle.

Only when her protest was forced off the streets and entered the court did Vinesh finally get a chance to compete.

This article delves into her struggle to rein in her weight as the Olympic timeline unfolded. It's horrifying to read.

TW for fatphobia and people with eating disorders and body dysmorphia: fatphobia:

Even as she had been winning, Vinesh’s nutritionist had been nervously monitoring her food and fluid intake.

She had a celebratory glass of juice in the morning right after she had first made weight – 300 grams. She had another couple of litres of fluid to rehydrate herself before her bout - another 2000 grams of body weight gained. A couple of light snacks throughout the day to keep her energy up meant 700 grams more.

By the time Vinesh was done with her day’s competition, she weighed 52.7 kg.

August 7:

As the hours rolled into the night, it was clear that something had gone very wrong. After weeks of dehydration, the human body, once it gets rehydrated, simply refuses to give up water. Even urination becomes impossible.

Vinesh didn’t sleep all through the night of August 6. She was on the treadmill for six hours and in the sauna for another three. She didn’t consume a bite of food or drink a drop of water. Every few hours, she stood on a weighing scale. The numbers were getting smaller but not fast enough. In desperation, her coaches trimmed the elastic in the bottom of her costume. They thought of chopping her hair and then did it.

But the scale didn’t budge.

The function of weight classes is to prevent outsized mismatches in strength due to body mass and minimize injury. Pathologizing what is clearly water weight to this extent and subjecting athletes to this kind of psychological torture due to minute variables is simply making what is essentially a safety measure into a punitive arbitrary criteria that has huge implications for racialized fatphobia for female athletes and the reinforcement of toxic diet culture across the board. It's misogynistic, unscientific and fucked. This article goes into more detail about Phogat's career-long battle with her weight— a yo-yo of losing too much, and then too little. Indistinguishable from an eating disorder, only one imposed by the standards of international sports.

You will never convince me that a white athlete would have been disqualified in the lightest weight category for a weight less than a bar of soap. The disqualification retroactively places her dead last, which is added cruelty. The refusal to revise this and even award her a joint silver is just adding racist insult to racist injury.

Phogat spoke two days ago about her devastation at being disqualified by racism and fatphobia with a three page post on twitter.

And on top of all of this, because the Indian National Congress political party welcomed her with a road show that outshone the alt-right BJP's own planned welcome, the Hindutvas in her own country have launched a hate campaign against her.

This copy-paste has "disqualified in Rio 2016" trending on twitter. It's doubly cruel and fatphobic because she wasn't disqualified for being overweight, she sustained a knee injury.

After the witch hunt against Imane Khelif and Lin Yu-ting, I'm just so fucking done with the Olympics. The outsize importance of this competition is nothing but an anvil to break entire careers on and offers female athletes of colour on a platter for all the world's vultures.

[asterdeer]

here’s my hot take of the night, i think they should have pulled a mary winchester with sasha and unfridged her specifically to fuck with the audience who so gleefully stuck her up on her “sole brain cell owner & true archivist who was only passed over because she would have been too good at it” pedestal. do i think it would have been done well? oh god no. but i think it would be funny.