#pelvic rotation

[kittenquasar]

People look at me and say dang, that's some nice back pain you've got there. I say thanks! It came free with my estrogen

[taijiandqigong]

'Open' & 'Close' in Taiji. (1) Using the centre.

‘Open’ (Kai, pron. ‘Kigh’, as in ‘High‘) & ‘Close’ (He, pron. as in Her) is one of the keystones to the internal aspect of taiji.Taiji can look beautiful without it, but the beauty is skin deep… and the taiji lacks power. Kai/He of the lower torso/abdomen involves physical effort, in the sense that you have to use your abdominal muscles; and to do it efficiently and effectively, you need to…

[raingerr]

these are nowhere near as concrete as they will be in the future but for now. my super awesome version of a six-limbed vertebrate that would serve as the ancestor to creatures such as dragons and griffins. i have a document with much, much more detailed evolutionary steps but these are more fun to look at

[pelvicleveler]

https://bipaustin.com/correcting-lateral-pelvic-tilt-balancing-exercises-for-higher-and-lower-hips

A tilted pelvis is a familiar postural anomaly where one pelvic side stands higher than its counterpart. This skew can sow seeds of unease, misalignments, and even persistent aches if ignored. Grasping and correcting pelvic rotation particularly twists like right-sided pelvic tilt, ushers in the upright posture, lessen discomfort, and boosts movement fluidity.

[rascal-shark]

just got prescribed my 5th MRI of the year, babey! but i'm totally not obsessed with the people at the imaging center or anything, these are all organic injuries- (stares longingly at the imaging center's free coffee machine. the fact that it is finals week has nothing to do with any of this)

[firstassistrecovery]

Solution For Pelvic Rotation Program | Esappl.com

Pelvic rotation and unleveling has a dysfunctional patterning effect on the entire frame. Discover the causes, symptoms, and treatments for pelvic misalignment or tilt at ESAPPL.

[moon7jay]

BIRTHDAY SEX (p.sh)

"S-sunghoon slow down oh my god " your eyes rolled all the way to the back of your head while your boyfriend's cock pounded your cervix without mercy. His hips angled perfectly to reach your pleasure point, his cockhead bumping your g spot head on, ripping guttural moans from your throat. Your fingers fisted his hairs while pushing your pelvic up to meet his every thrust. The pleasure was beginning to overwhelm your mind.

"You-you promised me baby-holy fuck" He pants in your ear, his tongue coming out to lick your ear sensually, completely lost in the pleasure your pussy is giving him.

"Promised me an entire day of sex on my birthday so don't-god stop squeezing me like that-" He cuts himself off with a loud groan, your cunt throbs around him, clenching in arousal at his wanton moans of ecstasy. His hands move down to grab your thighs and he spreads you apart more, trying to grind further into you, his hips swiveling and thrusting at an unforgiving pace. His rough touches send a shiver down your spine, your body feeling feverish, being held down to take and feel his animalistic desire unleash on your cunt.

"Don't stop me n-now, can't stop even if I wanted to, pussy so g-good, so fucking wet"

His words made you wetter, slicker, yours and his thighs covered in cum and a mixture of your juices.

you cried his name in a mix of pain cum pleasure, your lower region throbbing with primal want but your brain begging you for a break from the continuous sexual stimulation. The squelching sounds from your fucking were too loud, overwhelming you further. He bit harshly into the soft tempting skin of your neck, not caring if it hurt, too focused on how his cock felt inside your fuck hole. It was heaven. His body using yours for pleasure, getting hungrier and greedier with every thrust.

All of a sudden your boyfriend was bending you in half, your legs settled on his shoulders, his hot breaths falling on your lips, his dark lust filled eyes staring into yours. You had never seen sunghoon like this before. When u gave him permission for free use of your body on his birthday, u awoke something in him that u didn't know was there.

His hips were harsh, pounding into your wet heat with passion and vigor, you dug your nails into his shoulders while he made out with your feet, his tongue licking up your toes, biting and moaning around them, just hungry for your taste.

"Tell me you like this baby, tell me you like how we fuck, tell me you like getting used like this" he grunted with his every thrust, his tongue hanging out of his mouth as he threw his head back in pleasure. Your pussy leaking in arousal, the sex felt too good

"Like it so much hoonie, s-so much, just slow, please s-slow" You whimpered, too weak to push him away but your mind was starting to give up on you. He had been inside of you since morning, just fucking away, pounding into your tight cunt with abandon. You had forgotten how many times you had cum and how many times he had stuffed you full of his fuck cream, the overstimulation clouding your senses.

"Yeah? Want me to-fuck yeah-want me to slow down? " He panted, bending down to bite your lower lip, suckling on it as he slowed down his rampant thrusts into a slow, deep grind, rotating his hips to feel your walls clench.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, sneaking your tongue out to meet his own, exchanging wet messy kisses when all of a sudden his hips were pistoning into your womb at a maddening pace, a gasp falling from your lips at this. He groaned into your mouth, just sucking on your tongue even though you weren't kissing back, your mind getting lost in pleasure feeling how deep his tip was making out with your cervix.

The sight of your ankle bracelet dangling above his shoulders was so sinful along with the erotic sounds of flesh meeting flesh, skin slapping skin, wet and messy groins grinding against each other to reach pleasure.

"Don't fucking ask me to fucking slow down when I'm trying to fucking breed with you baby" He panted breaking away from sucking on your tongue, just watching how your mouth was open in a silent cry, eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

"F-fuck yeah, breed with me baby, look how your hips wanna be fucking breeded" he groaned in satisfaction, he looked down between your bodies to see your hips thrusting upwards to meet his every stroke, a rhythm forming between your sweaty naked bodies, his thick cock covered in your pussy juices moving in and out of your tight, dripping pussy.

"Fucking hell that's so hot" He grunted, biting your cheek while he pressed down on the bulge his cock was forming in your stomach. You moaned at the pressure, it was too much, but your hips couldn't stop moving along his own.

Primal and animalistic lust took over your brain as your hands tangled in his hairs to guide his mouth to yours, sharing open mouthed kisses "deeper" You moaned into his mouth and he cursed, his nails digging into the hot flesh of your thighs, grinding deeper into you, if that was even possible.

Temperature was rising, hot bodies moving in a passionate rhythm, sweat dripping down between your slick groins, heightening the feeling of sex and pleasure, his saliva dripping down into your mouth, while he licked around into you, trying to tongue fuck your throat .

"Shit-shit baby gonna cum, your cunt is milking me baby fucking hell" He panted, his forehead pressed on yours, his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure as his thrusts became sloppy.

"t-take it all, take all my fucking cum gonna cum so much for u" He moaned, biting his lower lip and cumming deep inside your womb, you chanted his name at feeling your orgasm wash over you with how full his thick cream made you feel.

"Oh fuck yeah" he groaned still moving inside of you, thrusting lazily, making sure his cum stayed inside. At this point you weren't sure if your birth control pills were gonna hold up against him.

Before you could recover he was flipping your body around "sunghoon wha-"

"Shhh" he pressed your face into the pillows, cutting your ability to speak. His free hand hoisted your hips up and he panted like a dog near your ear, guiding his cockhead and pressing it against your swollen abused pussy, his chest pressed against your back, ready to fuck u again.

"Let's do it doggy, then wanna fuck your ass too baby, wanna put my dick in every fucking hole" He groaned breaching your entrance in a single strong thrust, your scream was muffled by the pillow, his hold tightening on you

"Fuck yeahmmmh, happy fucking birthday to me fuck"

[hairmetal666]

It's a fluke that Eddie ends up a gymnast. Wayne only signs him up for summer classes at Hawkins's tumbling gym to burn off his excess six-year-old energy. Nobody, lest of all Eddie or Wayne, expects him to be talented at it.

And now, somehow, he's at his first ever elite gymnastics competition. His coaches all said he was good, but he hadn't really had a frame of reference for what that meant. Not until now. Not until he's in 3rd place after high bar, right behind Steve Harrington.

They tumbled together, as little kids. Steve a tiny boy with an absurd pompadour, monopolizing the mats for insane tumbling passes and lording his high-end competition shirts over the other kids (none of the rest even wore actual gymnastics gear; they were six and it was Hawkins).

Now, he's a swaggering fifteen year old with the same pompadour and bad attitude. They're not on the same rotation, but as Eddie moves on from his floor exercise, Steve makes a point to ram into him.

Eddie doesn't react and maybe that would've been the end of it, but he ends up placing, and Steve corners him in the locker room.

"Come to congratulate me?" Eddie smirks.

"You better watch your back, Munson." Steve shoves him into the lockers.

"I knew you were an asshole, Harrington, but I didn't realize you were a sore loser."

Steve leans close, heat melting into Eddie. "You better count yourself lucky you've gotten this far. Not really a sport for poor kids."

Eddie bristles at this. Yeah, sure, his gear is secondhand, and he and Wayne learned how to sew to mend his competition shirts, gymnastics pants, and warmups, but they work hard, together, for Eddie to do this. "Don't worry about how I afford to be here." Eddie checks him as he brushes past. "Just fix those wobbly flairs on pommel."

The rivalry is hot and fierce and mean, made even worse by the fact that Eddie has an enormous hate-boner for Harrington. It's not, Eddie reasons, his fault. He's gay and surrounded by guys whose bodies are honed for a sport based on strength, endurance, and agility, Steve the most beautiful of all. So he looks, and he longs, and he hates Harrington with every fiber of his being.

Eddie's sure this would continue for their competitive lives, but everything changes the summer before their junior years of high school. They're at a training camp, the kind for world champion, Olympic hopeful types. Steve is practicing ring dismounts when he loses himself in the air, lands hard off the mat, destroys something in his knee. He needs surgery, the recovery time 6-8 months, if he's lucky to be able to compete again.

Maybe a year ago, Eddie would be excited by this development, but now it's kind of devastating. He doesn't bother examining why.

--

Steve comes back and he's--different. His first competition, he comes up, asks, "Eddie, hey, can we talk?" And, well, they've never been on a first name basis before and Steve is so so pretty, so he agrees.

"I just want to say, I'm sorry how I treated you back before. I was a real piece of shit and you never deserved it."

Eddie truly doesn't know how to respond, never foresaw this day coming. "Thanks. Uh--yeah. Thanks."

They stare at each other for a few seconds longer before Steve taps him on the shoulder and walks away.

It's not the only thing that's changed about Steve. There's this big group of feral children that follow him around everywhere now. Apparently, Harrington told them Eddie plays dnd and now they follow him around too.

He also. Has a girlfriend now. She's pretty; delicate looking. Her name is Nancy. And she's nice, or whatever. Eddie definitely isn't jealous. It's just. He's been with Steve in locker rooms for years, and he thought--well, he'd seen the way Harrington's eyes sometimes lingered on a bicep, a well-cut thigh, the intrigue of a pelvic v, and he thought--not that it matters, but he thought--

Anyway, Steve has a girlfriend.

---

They're at the winter classic, when it happens.

Eddie is doing good. Like. Really good. Like his routines, they're not flawless, but he's hitting the big skills and sticking landings, and stays in 2nd throughout the majority of the rotations.

It's not a huge shock when he finishes his final rotation, vault, and winds up finishing in 2nd. What is a shock, though, is that, when the scores go up, Steve is wrapping his arms around Eddie's waist, hoisting him into the sky. And, even after he's back on solid ground, Harrington doesn't loosen his hold.

And it's, like. Nothing, right? It's nothing because he has a girlfriend and, sure, maybe he's bi, but that doesn't stop Nancy from existing.

He's not going to think about it, is the thing. He knows it doesn't mean anything, so he isn't going to dwell. It's definitely not all he thinks about during the podium ceremony, or after when he talks to media, or even later walking into the empty locker room.

Or. He thought it was empty. But Steve is there, smiling, saying "you were amazing out there."

They hug again, and Eddie tries not to enjoy the warmth of Harrington's body, the comforting strength of his toned biceps. Eddie pulls back and Steve is--he's so close, gazing at Eddie's lips and--

Steve's mouth is hot and sweet, like he's wearing cherry chapstick, and Eddie can't--he thinks of Nancy; she's nice, doesn't deserve this, they should stop--

But he's sucking on Steve's tongue and Steve is making the sweetest sounds, hard against Eddie's thigh, and nothing else matters.

---

It goes on for months.

Eddie knows he needs to end it, vows to as soon as they're apart.

It all goes out the window as soon as they're together again. He can't get enough. It's Steve. How is he supposed to resist?

(He needs to. It's horrifying, what they're doing to Nancy)

---

The children who follow Steve around invite him to dinner after the first day of the USA gymnastics championships.

Nancy is there.

It's the worst three hours of his life. He can't look at Steve, can barely speak to him.

Nancy is beautiful and smart and kind and strong. She doesn't deserve any of this.

And when Steve drops by his hotel room hours later, Eddie greets him by saying, "I can't do this anymore."

Steve's shoulders drop, eyes squeezing shut. "Right. Yeah, I--Yeah."

"I like you, Steve. A lot. But I can't--you have a girlfriend. And I can't keep being whatever this is for you."

Steve nods, won't meet his eyes. "You're right. It's not fair to either of you. I--My parents expect--And I--I'm sorry," he whispers the last part.

Eddie smiles, heart aching. "Sweetheart. I get it. But. Figure out your shit, yeah? Maybe then we can talk?"

The smile Steve flashes him is a broken thing. "Maybe. Sure."

And that's it.

Eddie cries himself to sleep that night.

The next day, he wins first in the all-around.

---

He and Steve stop speaking.

Somewhere around, ohh, the very first time they hooked up, he caught feelings. So sue him if it kills him, seeing Steve at every competition.

They don't speak again until the Olympic trials. And isn't that ridiculous? Eddie at the Olympic trials. It's such an insane pipe dream, being an Olympian, that he doesn't actually have any expectations whatsoever.

So knock him over with a feather when he fucking makes it on the team.

And so does Steve.

The announcement rings out, and Steve is there, out of nowhere, pulling Eddie into his arms. And Eddie's so hyped, so excited, that he just shouts and hugs Steve right back.

He pretends the proximity, the musk of Steve's cologne, the tangy saltiness of his sweat, doesn't bother him, doesn't transport him immediately back to Steve's bed.

They're teammates now; he can keep it casual.

Right before they leave for the games, news breaks that Steve and Nancy have broken up.

---

The Team competition at the fucking Olympics is going well. They've had good routines, with no huge errors, stay consistently within the top 5 scores. But then they're on the last rotation, parallel bars, and he's the very last competitor to go. They'll win bronze if he can score above 14.933.

But

He's inconsistent on parallel bars, always has been, something deep and psychological he can't quite let go of, and now their medal chances are all on him.

He salutes the judges, jumps into his starting position--and his mind goes quiet. Muscle memory, skill, years of training take over--he's flawless.

Eddie sticks his dismount, and the place erupts. He doesn't have a score yet, doesn't know if he's done it, but the rest of the team screams like he has.

They pull him into their arms, but Steve is closest, his grip the tightest. Their eyes keep catching, holding, and Eddie can't really breathe but he doesn't think it's the anxiety or the excitement.

The score goes up.

Not only is it high enough for bronze, it puts them in silver.

Eddie has barely a second to process before he's being hoisted into the air, Steve's arms bracing him up. The crowd's going crazy, his teammates screaming and hugging him, each other, but all he sees is Steve beaming up at him.

He's slowly lowered to the ground, Steve's arms still around him. "You were perfect, baby," Steve whispers. "Never seen anyone like you."

He wishes he could stay right there, Steve beaming at him, but they won the silver--they won the silver at the goddamn Olympics--and they have to get medals, do interviews.

They don't have a chance to be alone together until they're back at the Village, where Steve is just waiting in Eddie's room when he gets back.

"Is this okay?" Steve asks. "I wanted to talk to you and Jason let me in, but I can--I'll leave."

"Please don't." Eddie swallows. "Stay."

Steve smiles, a little. "I needed to tell you that I'm sorry for what I did to you and Nancy. It was unfair to both of you. I love her, you know? But she's not who--I'm not in love with her."

"No?"

"No. I thought it would make my parents happy, settling down with a nice girl. But it turned out it didn't actually make a difference to them, who I dated. And she isn't who I wanted to be with."

"I'm proud of you for figuring out what you really wanted. It's brave."

"I wish I could've been brave earlier." He gives a little laugh. "Before I hurt you."

Eddie doesn't know what to say to that. He wishes the same thing.

"Um, which is also why I'm here." Steve plucks at the waistband of his Team USA Nike joggers. "I wanted to see if maybe we could try again? Officially this time?"

Eddie can't keep his smile from taking over his entire face. "Sweetheart, I would love to."

"Yeah?"

And Eddie just--after all this time, he just--pulls Steve into his arms and kisses him. The silver medals, still around both of their necks, clink together with the force, but neither of them really care.

Steve sighs, nuzzles his nose to Eddie's. "Missed you so bad," he whispers. "I'm so sorry."

"Me too," Eddie smiles. "But kiss me a while."

Eventually, they fall back onto Eddie's bed, which makes a horrible noise as their combined weight topples onto it, and they break apart to laugh. Steve smooths back his hair, wrapping a few fingers through his curls to keep Eddie close, even though he's not about to go anywhere.

"Can't believe we made it all the way here." Steve's looking at him like he hung the moon

"Cause we're taking medals home?"

"Honey," he laughs. "Because I'm taking you home."

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Notes: Realistic Injuries (pt. 4)

The Mechanism of Injury

Assists in establishing both the safety of the scene and guides the remainder of the primary survey.

The seriousness of the mechanism of injury is a significant clue as to the potential seriousness of the patient's actual injuries, be they external or internal.

Relaying the mechanism of injury to downstream care providers early in the course of transport helps them be better prepared and have the necessary resources available for when they are treating the patient in the near future.

A patient with a severe mechanism of injury (MOI) warns providers that they may have a patient who requires many hands/tools/teams for treatment.

Getting those people alerted and organized is a great head start for the patient.

MOIs can be divided into 2 broad categories:

Significant Injuries. Some examples:

Ejection from a vehicle.

Prolonged extrication time.

Multi-system trauma.

Motor vehicle-pedestrian/biker accidents.

Motor vehicle accidents where any occupant of the vehicle was killed.

Any fall over 3 times the patient's height.

Insignificant Injuries. Some examples:

Fights or physical altercations without loss of consciousness.

Minor injuries to isolated body parts.

Car accidents without injury or symptoms of injury to any occupant.

The division between these groups is nothing more than the likelihood that a patient with a certain MOI will present with trauma requiring intensive care. Not all patients with an insignificant MOI are free from severe injuries and vice versa.

More Mechanisms of Injury Categories used to Classify Narratives

Caught accidentally in or between objects

Drowning

Electric currents

Explosive material

Exposure to radiation

Fall

Firearm

Overexertion

Poisoning

Suffocation

Head-on collision frequently results in the rider ejecting or partially ejecting over the handlebars. Common injuries include:

Head and neck injury if no helmet in place

Thoracoabdominal injury from handlebar impact (common in children)

“Open book” pelvic fracture—a splaying open (like a book) of the anterior and posterior pelvis from striking the handlebars

Bilateral femur fracture

Skin abrasions, lacerations

Injuries are decreased when a helmet is in place in proper position and if protective clothing is worn.

Gunshot wounds (GSW) are usually intentional (suicide, homicide) but can be unintentional (hunting, gun not in holster, gun cleaning).

Some mechanisms at work with gunshots include:

Yaw: vertical and horizontal oscillation about the axis of the bullet; can result in a larger surface area on impact with the body depending on the position of the bullet on the axis at time of impact.

Tumbling: rotation of the bullet upon impact resulting in some parts of the cavity larger than others as the bullet rotates along the path.

Rifling: spiraling grooves within the barrel of the weapon put spin on the bullet as it exits the barrel; provides stability in flight along the axis.

Hollow-point bullets: deform on impact causing a larger surface area to inflict damage.

Shotgun: multiple pellets within the cartridge; also possible to have one large projectile, such as a “pumpkin ball,” both air resistance and gravity spread the pellets over distance; closer shotgun wounds result in serious large wounds as the pellets remain clumped together.

The bullet does not usually travel in a straight path. This results in the need for exploration as multiple injuries can occur although the path appears to be in a straight line. Intentional injuries may require either psychiatric support (suicide attempts) or safety (homicide attempts).

Stabbings are also usually intentional (suicide, homicide) but can be unintentional, (eg, a slip on wet floor and landing on open dishwasher with knives pointing upward). A stabbing most often:

follows a direct path,

is low velocity resulting mostly in damage along the line of the path itself, and

are of varying depth.

The type of blade affects the wound inflicted, such as straight blade versus a serrated edge.

From a forensic medicine perspective, a stab is deeper than it is long and a cut is longer than deep.

A cut differs from a blunt laceration in that the edges are clean and the direction of the wound inflicted indicates the direction of the force.

Stabs to the chest and abdomen are particularly important to investigate as the angle of the penetration may indicate that the wound crosses both cavities injuring the diaphragm in between the two.

Sources: 1 2 3 ⚜ Part 1 ⚜ Part 2 ⚜ Part 3 ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

hey, so like. I'm a vaguely sex-indifferent asexual who's only had sex a handful of times but like. I had sex with someone who wanted me to ride them once and I could not for the life of me work out how the fuck you're supposed to move to make that both pleasurable and to not accidentally slip off your partner's dick and just.

"bounces on dick like I'm riding him to half canter."

my dude you have no idea how much this has clicked into my head as oh of course that's how that'd work. thank you??? idk when I'll ever ride someone's dick again but now I know how to make it way more enjoyable.

LMAOOOOOOOOOO there's a reason horse girls are all fucking sluuuuuuuuuuts (i say as a former horsehirl and current, proud slut)

People will sell you all manner of workouts to "make you better in bed" but fundamentally the best workout for sexual stamina I've ever had was daily horseback riding back when i worked as a stable hand. That shit will make you ride dick/strap like a motherfucking god

Also: it's a cheap and dirty trick for almost everything sex related, but yall, I'm begging my fellow three-holed sex havers to start doing kegel exercises with weighted aids until you can literally just orgasm command because I've had to do pelvic floor exercises my entire life and one time I rode dick so hard,so long, and so good, that the dick came dry on the last round and this was in no small part because I am capable of massaging the dick on purpose from the inside out baybeeeeeee. You know that trick people do with blowjobs where they put the condom on with their mouth? I can do that with my pussy folks, and trust me, they fuckin NOTICE the quality.

Not to mention, once your pelvic floor is in real good shape, basically anything can feel pleasurable because it's less about WHAT IS HAPPENING IN YOUR VAG and more about you physically inducing orgasm via muscle manipulation. It's the great equalizer of sex and orgasms. I have a lot of neuroses that mean I struggle with orgasm broadly, and especially on my own, but kegels have made it so that I am "sensitive" enough to orgasm real fast as soon as a partner whose movement I am not personally responsible for gets involved.

If anyone has seen that post about "none of your deserve to joke about pillow princesses until you respect the skill", this is kinda what that's talking about. Not that it's MY preference (I am not a pillow princess but I've fucked some and 😍😍😍😍) but I am very capable of laying back and making my top cum **no matter what they're doing** or if it should actually work out that way, because I understand how to perform kegels during sex to A) prevent dick/strap from fully popping out when things get a lil too wet and wild, B) "stroke" the dick/strap in an intentional grip and movement like with a handjob but in my pussy, my anus, or my mouth/throat as well, C) make sure I'm not getting so tight the dick can't keep doing its thing (less of an issue for straps but you fuck a glass strap for 3hrs and tell me how you feel about the idea that you can't get too tight on one for it to work right), and D) how to rotate my hips to adjust depths of thrusts to a top's preference for reaching or holding off from orgasm. That takes skill motherfucker, don't tell me a pillow princess doesn't work hard, that hole is premium grade have some respect and eat it out like it deserves.

.....I've gotten off topic here.

Anyway, I always HATED riding dick/strap because it's just not my thing you know, and like even now it is the worst of the positions for my personal pleasure. But you just can't beat the look on a power bottom's face when you pillow princess them from above like a goddamn succubus, and it turns out that horseback riding will teach you how to do just that while absolutely never once acknowledging that half the point of a morning ride for the horses is rubbing a few out in the saddle where no one can judge you but you and your god

[bestanimal]

Round 3 - Chondrichthyes - Heterodontiformes

(Sources - 1, 2, 3, 4)

While several extinct genera of Heterodontiformes are known from the Jurassic, today only one genus, Heterodontus, the “Bullhead Sharks” remains. Ten living species of bullhead shark have been described.

Bullhead sharks are relatively small, with the largest species reaching just 1.65 metres (5.5 ft) in maximum length. They have tapered bodies, with blunt, proportionally large heads, relatively small mouths, pig-like snouts, and pronounced ridges above their eyes. They have two large dorsal fins, the first larger than the second, and an anal fin. Both dorsal fins have a rigid spine at the front of each fin which is used for defense. Bullhead Sharks are bottom feeders in tropical and subtropical waters. They have cusped grasping teeth at the front of the mouth, and flattened teeth at the back of the mouth. They use the flattened teeth at the back of their mouth to crush hard-shelled prey like bivalves, crustaceans, and sea urchins, and the grasping teeth on soft-bodied prey like worms, anemones, and octopuses. They hunt at night by "walking" along the sea floor with alternating motions of their pectoral and pelvic fins.

Bullhead shark egg cases are shaped like an auger, with two spiral flanges. This allows the egg cases to become wedged in the crevices of rocky sea floors, where the eggs are protected from predators; however, some bullhead sharks deposit their eggs on sponges or seaweed. Due to their spiral shape, each egg case requires several hours to rotate out of the mother shark's cloaca (Oof). She usually lays two at a time. The eggs typically hatch after 7 to 12 months, depending on the species. The pups will usually reach over 14 cm in length by the time they leave the egg case.

The Heterodontiforms appear in the fossil record in the Early Jurassic, with modern forms appearing in the Late Jurassic. Despite the very ancient origins of the genus, phylogenetic evidence indicates that all living species in the genus arose from a single common ancestor that survived the K-Pg extinction.

Propaganda under the cut:

Female Japanese Bullhead Sharks (Heterodontus japonicus) are known to deposit their eggs in communal nests, with as many as 15 eggs left in the same nest.

Horn Sharks (Heterodontus francisci) (image 2) have relatively small territories they hunt in at night, returning to the same “house” during the day. They may remain faithful to the same territory for over a decade. Now that’s a homebody.

Horn Sharks are queued by light rather than by an internal clock. In laboratory settings, they will become active as soon as lights are turned off. If they are in the middle of something when the lights are turned on, they may stop swimming and sink to the bottom. In one experiment where the sharks were kept in darkness, they remained continuously active for 11 days before slowing from fatigue. (☹��)

The Horn Shark generates the highest known bite force relative to its size of any shark, which it uses to crack into mollusks, echinoderms, and crustaceans. One study found the average bite force for this species in the wild to be 95 N with a maximum of 135 N, while under experimental conditions sharks could be induced to bite with over 200 N of force.

Female Horn Sharks in the wild pick up their egg cases in their mouths and wedge them into crevices to keep them safe.

In July 2018, three people were arrested after stealing a juvenile Horn Shark from the San Antonio Aquarium. The shark was scooped out of its tank and smuggled out of the aquarium in a stroller, wrapped in a wet blanket. It was thankfully returned unharmed two days later.

The Crested Bullhead Shark (Heterodontus galeatus) (image 4) produces spiral-shaped egg capsules that are secured to seaweed or sponges with long tendrils.

The Crested Bullhead Shark is a major predator of the eggs of the Port Jackson Shark! Individual sharks have been observed taking the egg capsules in their mouths and chewing on the tough casing, rupturing it and allowing the yolk to be sucked out, or simply swallowing the capsules whole.

The Port Jackson Shark (Heterodontus portusjacksoni) (image 1) is a migratory species, traveling south in the summer and returning north to breed in the winter. Males tend to arrive to the breeding grounds first with the females arriving later and staying later, perhaps as a means to reduce egg predation upon their newly laid eggs.

While juvenile Port Jackson Sharks are not particularly social, adults are often seen resting in caves in groups, and prefer to associate with specific sharks based on sex and size. In lab settings, these sharks were shown to have unique personality traits and preferences, can be trained, can count, and can learn by watching other sharks.

[marmotsomsierost]

Physical therapists are nuts, man. Like i knew that before, but she had me walk like six paces to and away from her, had me bend a couple times, did like four reflex tests, one of which was extending my toe against resistance and was like 'yeah it's your L4.'

Then we did ten slightly adjusted cat stretches and some (again, slightly adjusted) pelvic tilts and a hip stretch and then she repeated the toe extension vs resistance and like...

Bro.

*noticeable* immediate difference in strength.

Wtf.

It's been fuckin *years* and i was talking to the physical therapist that i do a bunch of these stretches already and she was like "yeah but you cheat, because you're extremely flexible, so you gotta adjust so you can't cheat. Flexibility is great, don't get me wrong, but yeah, it can definitely make things worse."

She also was like 'you know it's tough because you're over here going 'but my range of motion in my ankle and foot isn't right' and i'm looking at you going 'a lot of my patients half your age can't do that' and you're on the other side of that going 'but i want that back :(' and i was like :( accurate :(

She was like 'we can get it back, i think. Not right away but work at it and it'll work out. HowEVER. Dance, right? Early, right? You gotta- when we do stretches or movement tests or something and we ask 'is that ok' or 'any pain' you gotta recalibrate a little. Any pain means any pain, not eh it's fine or that's just sore etc.'

Me: okay but i do that already, like i started paying attention to the chronic pain scale bc it was easier to pick a number.

PT: can you elaborate a bit on that?

Me: well like when i hurt my back earlier this year i was like compared to my previous max pain, this is like a 4. But i looked at the chronic pain scale and it was like 'it's hard to think and listen, or it keeps me from doing necessary adls' and i was like oh, well, that's a 7-8 then.

(PT gives me a very dubious look, probably remembering me talking about 1s and 2s earlier in the appt)

PT: 'uh-huh. So when we had your knee off there rotating your hip and you said it was fine, you weren't feeling anything at all whatsoever'

Me: ...i mean.

Me: Not like...It felt a little tight but it didn't hurt.

PT, very patiently: did it feel different than the other side

Me: ....yes

PT: that is what i mean by you gotta recalibrate a little, dude.

PT: flexibility is great, don't get me wrong, but when you are very flexible you compensate for things in ways that are not ideal.

Me: is that why you were like 'yeah, as expected' when you had me lean forward

PT: when i said to lean over and stretch down towards your toes and you put your knuckles on the ground? Yeah. You are making a face.

Me: it's not- i mean before my hips started bugging me i could get my palms down. aaand being cranky about that is probably not helping my case regarding the...everything, is it.

PT: that and the fact that you started the appointment apologizing for coming in jeans and not something less restrictive

Me: :(

PT: if i asked you if you can do the splits, would your answer be along the lines of 'not in these pants'

Me: ...i can't do center splits, but the side splits yeah, not in these pants. And it would be highly unpleasant doing so.

PT: ...again, see, when we say can you do X we mean can you do X with no pain or with minimal discomfort. Not 'i'm not actively dying so sure it's doable.'

Me: :(

PT: dance is great because your body awareness is great but one you start with bad habits either by accident or design it's all bad.

PT: you are making a face again

Me: oh. I just- when i started taekwondo Miss Linnell was super exasperated with me for awhile because when i'd take the front stance i would consistently drift back into a fencing front stance and my weight would be settled for the fencing stance not like it should be. She had a similar turn of phrase.

PT: uh-huh. No wonder you got good legs. Stop beating them up to help your back. Because certainly some of this is age related but i would bet if you'd started pt after that stair injury you wrote on the intake form you'd've caught it before it got to this point.

PT: when was that? The one in june was a reinjury, when was the first one?

Me: ...

Me: can i plead the fifth on that

PT: why on earth

Me: 2009 or early 2010

PT:

PT: *tired sigh*

PT: so when you say 'a few years' you mean 'my back pain just got their learner's permit'

[pelvicleveler]

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[miueo]

repost ︐ squeaky clean — pub. 100723

warnings : shower sex , unprotected sex , petnames ( angel + baby ) , slight size kink , crying , oral ( m. receiving ) , etc .

pairings : softdom!hyunjin ♡ sub!reader

notes : i deleted my previous acct due to the fact i was posting my writings underneath a secondary blog ! i am not stealing anyone’s work, this is my writing.

the soothing and enjoyable sensation arises as the gentle, cascading water from the showerhead makes contact with your skin.

its as if a tender embrace of moisture graces your body, caressing you in a manner that brings forth a sense of relaxation and rejuvenation.

this gentle pressure of the water serves as a gentle massage, breathing life into your senses and washing away the cares of the day, leaving you feeling refreshed and revitalized.

your eyes closed, lathering your foamy body wash all over your body.

soft inhales and exhales leave your body.

you felt like you were in heaven, what could possibly go wrong?

who could possibly interrupt your alone time?

-

“mind if I join you..” a naked broad silhouette was shown behind the foggy-steamed covered glass door.

your eyes shut open, gasping loudly, “you scared me! I thought you were some axe murderer..” you whined, sliding this shower door open for your beloved, hyunjin to join you.

hyunjin giggled mischievously before soaking his hair and body under the showerhead, “sorry about that~! I just wanted to spend time with my angel.”

you couldn't help but giggle back, he was so cute. not only that, but you couldn't help but look at his god-sculpted body.

hyunjin is the most perfect man to roam on this earth.

his shoulders, broad and powerful, bear the promise of capability and determination. each line and curve of his muscles tells a story of dedication and hard work. his arms, sculpted with precision, are both formidable and inviting, capable of both protecting and embracing with tenderness.

bur it’s not just his physicality that makes hyunjin’s body perfect; it’s the way he carries himself. his posture is impeccable, exuding confidence and charisma. every step he takes seems deliberate and purposeful as if he’s navigating the world with an innate sense of elegance.

his eyes, framed by strong brows, hold a spark of curiosity and intelligence that draws you in. his smile is warm and infectious, radiating a genuine kindness that makes you feel at ease in his presence.

just thinking about it makes you want to drool and salivate over him.

-

“earth to [y/n]… hello?” your lucid daydreaming was cut short by the soft voice of your boyfriend!

you were staring a little too much. clearly.

you shook your head in denial, rotating your body the opposite direction, resuming your exfoliating.

“u-um yeah? I was just thinking about what to do after this shower!!! totally~! (ノ▽〃)” you blushed, you couldn’t think of a proper excuse to cover up your staring problem.

hyunjin smirked cheekily before lathering his body with soap, “totally.” he responded with sarcasm.

great! now he thinks you’re a nasty little pervert!

little did you know, he was doing the exact same thing as you. he was genuinely eye-fucking you.

too bad you’re horrible at taking social cues. </3

“come here angel..” he demands, and of course you don't hesitate to do as he says, you slowly make your way to him, looking up at him with doe eyes. you were heavily intoxicated by his presence.

“it’s been too long since we’ve been together like this.. i missed you.” you whine and bury your face into his soft chest, he smelt so good, too good.

“i missed you even more, i wanna stay like this with you forever.” he sighed, brushing his hands against your waist down to the back of your thighs.

“me too.. i missed you more.” you whimpered, slowly going down to your knees, leaving soft pecks and kisses on your boyfriend’s pelvic bone to the tip of his hard and pink cock.

hyunjin looks down at you with his eyes hooded, the sweet and wholesome aura of the room transitions into an intimate and sensual atmosphere.

“the things you do to me, angel.” he moans softly whilst you leave soft generous kisses on his length.

a peck on one side, a lick on his veins, and your lips around his cock right after.

you couldn’t help but grind your little cunt againt the shower floor while inneed of friction as you bob your head back and forth at a slow pace, constantly gripping onto your boyfriend’s legs for support.

hyunjin adored you, his hand makes his way to your head, guiding you to pick up the pace.

his other hand was placed on your hair, moving stray bits of hair away from your precious little face. you’re the prettiest doll, he loved seeing you like this.

“so fucking good to me.. don’t stop till i say so..” he grunts, thrusting hiself into your tight little mouth gently, not wanting to asphyxiate you.

were you dreaming? is this even real? what did i do to be in this position?, was all you had thought about in your little head. you literally cannot believe how far you’ve come.

“okay baby enough, i need cum in you, not in your mouth.” hyunjin pulls away as a you nodded softly, picking yourself up from the floor.

you bury yourself back into his body, sitting him down on the shower stool before climbing onto his lap.

you cried out and pouting your plumped lips, “i want you in me..!! i want your fingers and cock..please please please!!”

“all you had to do was ask, angel. whatever you want, i’ll do it for you.” he giggles, carressing your wet body before smoothing stroking and rubbing your soaked clit and labia, soon plunging his long fingers into your warm hole.

you gripped onto his shoulders, closing your eyes shut from the sudden sensation of his long skinny fingers touching the spots you couldn’t reach on your own.

preparing your hole for something bigger and better, just by thinking about makes you want to release your sweet yummy juices all over his digits.

“look at you, so adorable and vulnerable under my touch. tell me how bad you want me. beg for me more and i’ll think about giving you what you really want, hm?”

you wanted to sucker punch him for being so hot.

“b-baby..~! please give me more.. i-i need you.. i need you in m-me..” your voice alters to a higher pitch, already feeling overstimulated by the pleasure.

hyunjin was satisfied, he knew you were ready for the great finale.

he removes his fingers from your hole, replacing them with his hard monsterous cock. you didn’t even to worry about adjusting yourself. your insides were made for him, he slipped into you with ease from how absurdly wet you were.

he was strong enough to use you like a little toy, his hands gripping onto your waist, lifting you up and down on his cock with little to no effort.

mantras of cries leave your throat as tears of pleasure and glee run down your cheeks.

soft skin-clapping, moans, and whines from you and hyunjin filled the entire bathroom.

“i’m about to let it out.. please.” hyunjin huffed out, bitting his lips before pulling you into a deep kiss.

you were so paralyzed by pleasure that all you could do was sob and whimper. it all ends with his painting your gummy walls white, and you leaving a mess all over his cock.

you and him sat there in silence, your bodies pressed onto each other, soft panting, and the sound of the water hitting the floor accompanying this very moment.

“hungry..?” hyunjin whispered exhaustedly.

“mmh.. yeah.” you replied.

“how about we clean ourselves up again and then order some food..” he giggles softly, stroking your back.

“sounds like a great plan!” you stretched out your body.

fin.

[penis-recital]

"Baby?"

I look up to the beautiful face of my new bride. My mouth leaving her nipples and now turns to her lip.

We kiss.

I make rotating moves from my pelvic against her vagina where my erectile penis still connected to her body.

She moan.

She laid her hands on both my shoulders as my hands continued to massage both her breast. Occasionally, my fingers rubbed her nubs.

My lip pleasuring her lip.

My hands pleasuring both her breast.

My erectile penis pleasured her now constricting vagina.

And above all, sometimes 6 hours ago, I just wedded her in a beautiful ceremony that she has planned out and has dreamt off.

Even before our wedding, I was never far behind her. Always with her. Keeping her company. Even when she ushered me to be with my other bride, who happens to be my wonderful stepdaughter, I was adamant about staying with her.

My 2nd bride indeed understood, and she was there to support my new bride but not stealing her groom, even for a short while.

I love both my brides.

I love Tianna.

I love Mikayla.

And we are now fully happy with being connected in a wonderful matrimonial.

Mikayla body tense up.

Her vagina wall is now closing in my penis and I have increased my speed as I pump her.

I know she is having orgasm yet again.

Her body moved against mine in an erratic way.

I allow her as I brace myself for a beautiful outcome. My hands on her hips.

My eyes watched her. Befuddled yet again, seeing how her breast had moved. Now my penis begins to ejaculate.

The moment I was done emptying my seed, Mikayla was convulsing. She bends her body in a backwards arch with piercing screaming. And then she collapsed.

I know she has fainted.

Pop sound as my erectile penis slides out from her watery vagina.

I gathered up my new bride in my arm before getting some sleep.

[fishenjoyer1]

Fish of the Day

Today's fish of the day is the blacktip shark! Requested by @isrusin

The blacktip shark, scientific name Carcharhinus limbatus, is a common coastal shark. Coming from the Carcharhinidae family, this makes these sharks "requiem sharks"  relating them to many other sharks in a similar area. Found worldwide in the tropic and subtropic, this shark has multiple populations spread across the pacific and atlantic coasts, the mediterranean sea, Canary islands, Galapagos islands, and Indian ocean. This shark is in water less than 30 meters of depth (about 100 feet of depth) along the continental shelf, they prefer to live along areas with murky waters, island lagoons, coral reef drop offs, and murky bays. They will also tolerate low salinities, being found on occasion within estuaries and swamps. This species is known to migrate seasonally moving north in the summers, and south in the winters to be in their prefered temperatures.

Similar to many others within the Carcharhinidae family visually, the black tip shark can be identified by the black tips along the pectoral, pelvic, doral, and caudal fins. One of the behaviours that gets these sharks mixed up with their relatives is spinning. Like the spinner shark, the blacktip shark is known to complete a corkscrew motion, launching itself out of the water as fast as 21ft/second. THe shark, once above water, will then rotate along the axis 3-4 times before landing. It is thought that this behavior is used to dislodge sharksuckers. Another behavior of blacktip sharks, is an agnostic display, which is a response to when threatened or challenged. The blacktip responds by swimming toward its competitor, rolling side to side and making sideways biting motions.

Similar to other requiem sharks, the blacktip shark can get as large as 9.2 feet maximum, but are usually only around 5 feet in length. The diet of the shark is made primarily of fish, and they will eat any fish they can catch within their range. IN addition to the fish, they will also eat other sharks, crustaceans, and cephalopods. Hunting occurs at the busiest times underwater, dusk and dawn, and although they do not always do this, blacktips will form feeding frenzies when large amounts of food are available.  On the other side of the coin, the blacktip shark has no known predators as adults, but they do have several small crustacean parasites, which infest the gills.

The life of the blacktip sharks begins in swamps. The blacktip shark is known for having one ovary and two uteri, only one of which is used at a time, and sharks will get pregnant every other year after reaching sexual maturity. During the early summer or late spring blacktip sharks breed, and a total of 4-7 pups will then gestate for about a year, before being born in shallow coastal swamps, only 22-24 inches in length. These swamps are referred to as nurseries, and this is where the juveniles will spend the first months of their life, until early winter when they will migrate south.When older, these sharks will return to these same nurseries to have their children.  Sexual maturation is then reached in these sharks at 4-5 years in male sharks and 7-8 years in female sharks with a total lifespan of 12 years on average, with the longest surviving blacktip living to 15 years.

Have a wonderful day, everyone!