#respiratory breathing

[omg-erika]

Through the Nose!

by Dr.Harald Wiesendanger– Klartext What the mainstream media is hiding In. Out. It happens over 20,000 times a day, mindlessly, involuntarily, instinctively. But maybe wrong. How we breathe influences our brain far more than we realize. A groundbreaking study shows that constantly breathing through the mouth impairs our mental abilities, while breathing through the nose provides a neural…

[arcthriftjockey]

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[clannfearrunt]

I've been thinking about terrestrial sea slugs (lmao) again which obviously means I draw my splatsona. They get their own last name now

through their powers they can carry on my legacy of wearing ski jackets in May

[sidetongue]

I was asked to take a pair of 3wk old babies. Ofc I said yes. the person who dropped them to me was like "the boy can't use his back legs and the girl can't breathe. bye!"

[9ofspades]

It’s disability pride month, and if you are disabled in the U.S. from Long Covid I want you to know that you’re not alone, and you’re valid in whatever you feel. Whether that’s sorrow at your new problems or rage at society for failing you, you are valid, and it is truly messed up that society is continuing to fail you.

[bytewire]

*Looks around*

[aceofwhump]

9-1-1 6x11 "In Another Life"

[torturing-characters-101]

Hi, i wanted to ask something I had been curious about:

Why is it that in movies, when someone is wearing an oxygen mask, they either don’t speak, are discouraged to do so or have it taken off if they want to say something?

On a tangential note, when it comes to that other kind of masks used in non invasive ventilation, like bipap, can one speak with it on?

You can absolutely speak in an oxygen mask. Unfortunately, even in person people can have a hard time understanding what is being said through an oxygen mask. It's also hard to see the person's lips moving, so I assume it would be difficult to mic/film well.

Without knowing a lot about the sound technology of movie making, I assume this is just a choice so they don't have to dub over what is being said. It can also just add a little flair to the scene- he wants to talk so bad he's giving up his life-saving oxygen!

With CPAP/BiPAP type masks, it's kind of the same. People can definitely talk in them, it's just really hard to understand. This is because the masks are blocking some of the sounds, the machines are designed to force air into the person's lungs (so talking is harder than it would otherwise be) and the machines are noisy.

[help-im-a-medstudent]

You know you're in the right specialty when you spend a friday morning discussing and looking at the workings of an anaesthetics machine and drawing diagrams of sevofluorane vaporisers and that is a very enjoyable time

[justacynicalromantic]

🔴The rocket strike on April 11 at the Trypil thermal power plant in the Kyiv region caused huge damage to the environment of the region due to the release of pollutants into the atmosphere.

The State Ecoinspection of the Capital District reports that the fire caused an uncontrolled release of harmful substances into the atmosphere, namely:

- more than 2.5 tons of nitrogen dioxide;

- more than 6.17 thousand tons of carbon dioxide;

- more than 2.4 tons of carbon monoxide;

- more than 0.7 tons of VOCs;

- 1 ton of suspended solids.

There is soil contamination with oil products, copper and zinc. According to the inspectors' estimates, the amount of damage to the environment from this missile strike alone reaches more than $650 thousand$

[alexanderpearce]

fucking me over right now that i can only hold my breath for 10 seconds

[cripcoin]

Pulmoniuturnic / RespiTurnic

A diuturnic term/flag for those with chronic respiratory/breathing issues, including those with breathing equipment, lung diseases, asthma or any conditions related to or involved with the respiratory system, regardless of how small or how often it happens and it does not strictly have to be chronic pain. This also includes those with anything undiagnosed and who aren't sure what it is beyond a breathing issue.

Etymology:

Pulmoni -> from pulmonis, Latin for lung(s)

Respi -> taken from respiratory

Do not re-upload my flags

Requests are open

[umbral-archives]

Kinktober 2024: Day 10 | Bondage + Heist

Rating: NSFW MINORS DNI

AFAB!Reader/Femme

Pairing: Heist Mark (Markiplier CU) x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: Bondage, Toys, Edging, Petnames, Overstimulation (kinda.), Daddy kink, My Markus (Heist) is a stinky mean motherfucker sometimes and in this essay I will-

Word Count: 989 words

Satin binds cling to damp skin, spiraling over your trembling body in secure fastenings. A work of art, if they weren’t currently impeding you from achieving an orgasm you’ve been fighting almost an hour for.

Your sweat does little to aid in attempts to get free, though you don’t have the energy to fight your way out of them anyway. Marcus had made sure to secure them properly, and you wouldn’t expect anything less from a master thief.

Your Master Thief.

You squirm against the restraints for the umpteenth time, flutily trying to rock down onto the dildo thrusting into you at a snail’s pace. Normally, Marcus likes to use the fucking machine he stole to rail you into oblivion, turning you into a mess floating in the depths of subspace… but tonight is different. So frustratingly different. Markus sits nearby, languidly stroking himself while watching you struggle. There’s a dangerous amusement in his eyes as he observes you, akin to a dragon watching a knight drown in their treasure hoard. He hasn’t cum either, content to edge himself despite the whole scenario being the opposite of his usual preferences.

What the hell did Illinois get in his head this time, the nasty fucker? “M-Markus-” you whine pitifully, trying desperately to get some kind of relief, “this isn’t- fair!” The thief chuckles softly, head lulling to the side as he groans. “I never said that I was fair, baby,” the fucker muses, his hand never stops moving, claiming the pleasure that should’ve been yours.

For some reason, that makes you angry- seeing him so free and capable to get off as he desires while you’re helpless and burning with need… so you decide to do something about it. Something you’re not supposed to do when he’s in control like this, but you’re so desperate that you don’t care.

Slight motion, rotating your hips with every thrust, concentrating on his noises while letting the satin rope knots strained across your cunt catch your clit with the movement. You’re terribly sensitive, so terribly sensitive- and it all becomes a mind-numbing spiral latching on to your pleasure, real pleasure peaking through the overstimulated edging-

Markus doesn’t notice, groaning- and the fucking machine suddenly speeds up, catching you off guard. You wail, suddenly so very close, babbling pleas while the intensity bounces your body across the table. At least it tries, the ropes straining against your skin, a pleasant burn that just adds up to everything else.

Markus calls your name, commanding you to look at him–and you moan helplessly when you do. He’s watching you fall apart, fisting his cock like he’ll die if he doesn’t get to cum with you. A fierce determination etches the lust across his face, dark eyes focused wholly on you, and you’ve never felt so…

Wanted.

“Daddy, please!”

… The dildo stops moving.

The fucking dildo stops moving right as you peak and you scream, teetering on an edge you somehow can’t reach. It’s worse than any other denial Markus has given you tonight, sending your head into a dizzying spiral as your body rebels.

Markus, however, groans openly, jerking bodily and cursing as he tumbles over that precipice, ropes of white covering his chest as he throws his head back. The sight is almost enough to ignite that fire, cunt clenching desperately around the toy as frustrated sobs finally bubble out from your throat.

Bastard!

He finally comes to a stop, panting heavily, gaze skyward. The only sounds in the rooms are his breathing and your frustrated gasps, the quiet hum of the turbine in the machine waiting for more instructions.

Markus looks down to his chest, to the tapestry of cum across his abs, then to you–red in the face, shaking, still grinding uselessly. Fluid covering your thighs, having dribbled down onto the table between your legs.

It gives him an idea.

The thief stands up, collecting some of the cum on his chest with his free hand, a new, feral sort of look in his eyes. It immediately makes you uneasy, thinking he’s going to make you lick the cum off his fingers or something. While you have no problem with that otherwise, right now?

“Y-You’re an a-ss-shole-” you sniffle out, blinking away tears as he makes his way toward you. Fucker just smiles, patting your thigh, stopping by your hips and pressing the button to disengage the arm. "Poor thing, all hot and bothered..."

He gingerly removes the dildo from your cunt, ignoring your oversensitive shudders. A quiet whistle is all you get from how red and puffy your poor hole is.

“Running out of lube…” he remarks nonchalantly, as if you haven’t been stuffed with that same toy for 30 minutes- but then.

Then the fucker takes his cum and rubs it along the dildo, collecting every last drop from his chest and smearing it across the toy. He even fucks his fingers into your abused pussy, smirking when you cry out and thrash on the table.

“Guess we’ll have to fix that, huh, pretty?” he coos, leaning over you and kissing your neck. “Can’t have you getting hurt from this.”

“…Motherfu-” You have no time to snap at him, however, finding yourself quickly filled with that same cum-soaked dildo–and the very thought makes you whimper.

Nasty fucker-

“You want to cum, baby?” he whispers, voice dripping with debaucherous promise. You shake your head desperately, trying to turn your head to look at him, pleading with every fiber of your being. His hand wanders down your stomach, remnants of his orgasm sticking to your skin. All the way down to your clit, where he presses his fingers against the knot over that sensitive bundle of nerves, making you keen. “Then you’ll cum. You’ll cum for Daddy until your brains are leaking out of your fuckin’ ears.”

The machine starts up again immediately after that, max speed, and all your thoughts are rendered null.

[afiendishthingy]

Carlos is resuscitated, given Narcan.

9-1-1 Lone Star: 4x04 “Abandoned”

[smiley-maize]

This is a blog where I post Maize, my very special corn snake

Maize is a rescue corn snake with a wonky jaw as a result of a harmless birth defect. His open mouth is not the result of illness. He has annual reptile vet visits where he's tested for any respiratory illness just to be safe.

He can close his mouth, drink, eat, and live like a normal snake. Sometimes it's just comfy for him to open his mouth, or he ends up making some goofy faces!

He's a happy, healthy, and silly boy 🐍

[unopenablebox]

Too Much Tea