#trauma strory

[ertrauma]

I tried to write a little story; I hope you like it.

Hit by a car!

Part 1

The trauma team sits in the resting room for the medical staff after a hard shift. But the quiet does not last long.

Anew the trauma alert sounds and the team rush into the trauma unit. They arrived the unit and a nurse on the registration calls to them “trauma room 3 is free and ready”

The team stand ready and waiting for the paramedics. The trauma team leader has some information and briefed the team:

"Okay guys, the ambulance will be arrived in 2 minutes. We got a female, 31 years old after an accident.

A short time later:

The door jumps open, and the paramedics rolls the stretcher in. On the stretcher lies a woman with neck brace moans in pain and fixed on a spine board. The stretcher is rolled beside the trauma bed and the team listen mindful what the paramedics tell them.

“This is Susan, 31 years old, hit by a car. Possible head and spine and blunt abdominal trauma. Awake and responsive, her vitals weakly but stable. On the ambulance ride her condition worsened. Possible internal bleeding. Not intubated and ventilated."

Now takes over the trauma team.

They open the straps from the stretcher.

"We get her on the trauma bed with the spine board" commands the trauma leader.

"Okay let's go in one, two, three...!"

Now Susan lies on the trauma bed and moans in pain her eyes look afraid in the room. A brightly lit room with a lot of medical staff in blue dresses.

In the background you can hear a firm voice:

"Get her on the monitor and puts a 12 lead ecg and measure blood pressure and O2 saturation!"

"Prepare the ultrasound and strips her naked!"

"Set a second IV-needle and take a blood draw!"

"And later register her for the x-ray and the CT-scan"

Now it will be a bit hectic but very structured.

“Hi Susan, you are at the hospital after an accident, stay calm, you are in good hands, so you can breathe better we put a O2 mask on your face” tells a nurse to her.

Nurses prepares the monitor in the ER and cut open her sleeves from her sweater and they put a bp cuff on her arm. On the IV-access in her arm will attach an infusion with a saline solution.

“Can you everything remember what happened? “

"I don't know, there was a car and then a thump and then a heavy pain." whispers Susan.

“BP is 90/65 and pulse is 105, O2 saturation 94” calls a nurse.

“Now we will examine you carefully from head to toe. First, we will strip you completely naked" says a nurse to her.

A doctor puts his stethoscope in the ears to listen her heart and lungs. But her clothes are in the way, he takes a scissors and cut off her sweater, top and bra right away.

“Please don't cut my clothes off” says Susan with tearful voice.

“I am sorry, unfortunately we have to cut open everything” says the doctor.

The doctor listens to her heart and lungs on her nude chest and nurses puts some ecg pads on her chest and connected her with the monitor. A second IV-needle is placed in her arm and a junior doctor injects about this a painkiller.

“I give you a painkiller Susan, you can feel a little bit dizzy and sleepy after that.” Said the junior doctor.

Susan nods slowly and doesn’t really know what’s happening to her.

The nurses start to strip her fully naked. A nurse removes her shoes and socks and then she takes a scissors and cut open her jeans and panties. Now she lies totally nude on the trauma stretcher.

“Can you deep breath for me” asks the doctor.

Susan tries to breath deeply. Susan is still wearing the neck brace and can only look on the ceiling.

Some ecg pads will place on her extremities, two on her arms and two on her calf and then they are connected with the cables from the heart monitor. Susan is fully monitored now.

“Breath sounds on both sides” tells the doctor.

The junior doctor takes blood from her femoral vein in her groin. Susan screams briefly as the needle pierces. The junior doctor gives the filled cannula a nurse and tells her:

"bring it to the lab, for a full screening."

“Susan I am going to shine with a lamp in your eyes” another doctor says.

The doctor shines with the otoscope in her eyes and checks her pupil’s reaction.

“Pupils are equal and reactive”

Next the doctor shines in her ears and nose and search for bleedings how to be a sign for a head trauma.

At the same time a junior doctor rolls the mobile ultrasound beside the bed and get it ready.

“Can you open your mouth for me?” ask the doctor Susan.

Susan moans and opens slowly her mouth. The doctor shines in her mouth and tells the team:

“No bleedings in her mouth, ears and nose, first no evidence of a head trauma.”

“Feels the pulse on her femoral artery and on her feet! Sensitivity and reflex tests on her legs and feet! Complete spinal check! Insert a urine catheter in her bladder.” commands the doctor.

Because the painkiller Susan is slightly dizzy and sleepy. Their perception is clouded, and she moans and mutter to herself.

Now lots of hands work on Susan and she thinks "oh no what is happening to me?"

…to be continue

[auspicioustidings]

Any chance of us finding out how Price got his wife in the ghost drabble? 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 pretty please

Ok so in my head Price met his wife in his younger days. She was a rebel fighter against an opressive regime (it's why he has such a soft spot for Farah) but the rebellion was violent as all hell. Think suffragettes or IRA, most countries classified them terrorists because they were absolutely willing to fight dirty.

So Price is a newly promoted Lieutenant sent to subdue this terrorist cell after a bunch of civilian casualties from an attack. Through a series of increasingly unlikely events, him and his future wife wind up captured together. Him for obvious reasons, her because someone at the top of the rebellion wanted her out of the way and betrayed her, did not like a woman having that much influence.

She spent the whole time trying to kill Price with her bare hands, very much viewing him as the enemy. They sort of trauma bonded when they were getting treated worse and worse and in the end the only way to get out of it was to work together.

She found this begruding respect for him that turned quickly to violent homicidal tendancies when having finally escaped he slapped cuffs on her and hauled her ass in. He manipulated his way into becoming her handler, arguing that putting her in prison was optically a bad move.

Queue years of being attached at the hip with her coming up with new ways in which she thinks she can kill him and escape. Only when one day he comes home and he's injured, he's defenceless, he'd be so easy to kill, she just cannot do it. Nurses him back to health.

They take down the man who betrayed her together and while her home did see a regime change for the better, by that time she realised her home was now with Price.

He does bring her on base sometimes to give his boys some lessons on guerrilla warfare and tricksy ways to escape captivity, but she has never found herself in violent situations again and honestly? She finds she is totally at peace with that. She killed her first human at the age of 15 and was waging war right up until they met, so now she just gets to bake and knit and read strories to kids at the library she works at.

Like he absolutely held this woman captive for years, but they are currently very much in love and she comes and goes as she pleases.

[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

You know I think mcu what make loki ',love strory' like like thor x Jane, thor and Jane meet like a day (well it's more like 3 days) then in love , but thye forget that thor and Jane showing interested to each other even Thor kind rude at first he listening Jane and Jane being skeptic about Thor being god/Alien she still nice to him , she didn't mocked him.

Then new marvel ship Jane(she hulk) x Matt (daredevil), Matt and Jane mert as enemy or rival in court, Jane even dislike hom (at first) then they start talking, Jane and Matt grow respect to each other then they growth interesting to each other, they are nice to each other, then they 'sleep together' after a day meet. I am not sure that they will be couple because Jane and Matt kind friend with benefits. Whatever I didn't care much , but Jane showing interest in Matt and want meet again (for relationship or just sex).

You see my point , respect, interested and nice are pillars for romance.

I really hate that someone said the reason Sylvie look rude and keep 'punch' loki it's because she had hard life and can't express her feeling, but she love loki 🙄 . But when loki did that they calling him evil, really? Double standard much

I meant I know loki had hard life and sometime he did extreme to showing it but we all know he do can loving, he even can be nice.

And Sylvie? I am sorry she not even trying be nice to loki at all, when even she need him, in void she still accused him to want throne. That is love? Then you are blind

The fact that some people justify Sylvie's disrespect of Loki by claiming she "had a rough life" and she "can't express herself the right way" so it's okay for her to mistreat him is so shocking I can't even express it.

Switch the genders. Just.... do that, and no one would be defending him. Not a single soul. Everyone would be calling it abusive. But since it's a woman doing it... that's apparently a-okay for these people. And the studios know it -- there's a reason Loki never raised a hand on Sif even though he would have been perfectly entitled to do so.

Their exchange in ep6 is not from someone who's had a tough life or has trauma. The manipulation tactic Sylvie uses on Loki is to consciously hurt him: the deflection, the gaslighting, the accusations... That behaviour is almost sadistic in how badly she tries to damage Loki's heart and mind. She knows very well what she's doing there.

And even if I buy the claim that she loves him (I don't believe she does, but fine, let's buy it for the sake of discussion), surely we can differentiate between emotions vs actions, right? Sylvie can feel whatever she wants and she can have all the trauma she wants... but her behaviour is NEVER justified.

If I squint I can see that they wanted her to be a character who had been damaged and didn't know how to love... but that requires the narrative to challenge her and her behaviour! She needs to learn from other people, she needs to have her actions called out. But the framing puts her on a pedestal and treats her like a Queen, so in the end everything she says and does is justified and she learns absolutely nothing, while at the same time we're told she and Loki have such a loving relationship.... well... I think NOT.

[whatstruthgottodowithit]

I love your strories . Could you write a steve rogers x civilan reader angst maybe ? Where steve always puts reader in the back burner unintentionally . And after civil war bucky maybe stayed with steve . And as he's stressing about bucky he takes it out on the reader . Angst with fluff maybe . I'm sorry if it's too specific or weird .

AFTERTHOUGHT

Fandom: Marvel, MCU,

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Characters: Steve Rogers, Reader, You, Female

Word Count: 2017 // Rating: Teen & Up

Summary: Steve always does what’s best for Bucky

Tags/ Warnings: My Writing, Afterthought, Requested Fic, Steve’s kind of an ass, Steve and Bucky’s Friendship, Established Relationship, Love, Hugs, Fluff, Angst, PTSD, Trauma, Mentions of Infertility, Pregnancy Tests, Marriage, Marriage Problems, Afterthought, Requests, Careless, Steve, Fighting, Arguing, Rows, 

Notes: hope you like it

I frowned as my eyes fell on the little window of the plastic stick and I found the one line staring back at me. 

Negative. Again. 

I didn’t know why I got my hopes up. Maybe because this was the first month Steve and I had been together. Maybe it was because we had time to try or at least time to try properly. Steve and I had been married for nearly two years and both of us wanted a family. We kind of assumed it would happen naturally…but that was well over a year ago and still no positive test. I tried not to worry. I was busy and Steve was always here there and everywhere. In fact, the last few months had been crazy. But this month hadn’t. This month had almost seemed normal even if we did have an extra house guest/fugitive on our hands. I liked Bucky. And I loved Steve, so having his best friend come stay with us was a no-brainer. That didn’t mean it had been particularly easy. He was nice, he never complained, he was neat and tidy but he was just always…there. 

It didn’t help that Steve accommodated for everything. Bucky was having a bad day? It was Steve’s job to make him smile. Bucky was having a nightmare? Steve was out of bed like a shot sometimes even driving him around until he had shaken whatever horror was in his head away. Ironically it was as if we had a child already. And I understood why he acted like that. I just wish he’d widen his focus a little.

As I looked at the test again I could feel tears stinging my eyes but I refused to let myself be sad. Instead, I threw the test in the bin and washed my face hoping my morning routine would help distract me. By the time I got downstairs, Steve was already there cooking breakfast on the stove. I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his front. I was almost a foot shorter than him but I didn’t care as my head fit snuggly in between his shoulder blades.

‘Morning,’ he said causing his chest to rattle against my ear. I smiled to myself the pain of this morning disappearing a little. 

‘Morning,’ I said pulling back as he started to turn around. He looped his hands around me as I placed mine against his chest smiling as he leaned down to give me a quick kiss. 

‘Sleep okay?’ he asked. I smiled and nodded as I replied, ‘you?’ 

‘Not really,’ he said his smile lessening a little, ‘Buck had a bad night…Tony.’

I nodded knowing not to push the matter further. Steve still felt guilty about everything that had gone down between him, Tony and Bucky. He also felt guilty about all the havoc it had caused between us. I pulled away and went to sit at the table as he went on cooking. I grabbed the morning paper which was something that I had come to like. I used to read all my news on my phone but Steve still like the feel of the morning paper in his hands and soon enough I had come to like it too. I skimmed through it. The headlines today weren’t overly cheerful and I didn’t really feel like reading it in case I put myself in a further bad mood. 

Only a minute later Steve placed a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me and then one in his place. He moved away for a minute pouring us both a cup of coffee and bringing it back to the table. He smiled as he sat down next to me. As soon as the plate hit the table I realised how hungry I was and I was halfway through my bacon making him chuckle.

‘Hungry?’ he asked. 

‘Starving,’ I said my mouth half full.

‘I take it I can read the paper then,’ he chuckled reaching out for it. I passed it to him and nodded watching as his gaze flicked over today’s headlines. I smiled watching him read. He looked calm and unworried for once. I sipped my coffee and continued watching him. Though this time he felt my gaze on him.  He looked up with his brow furrowed, ‘what?’

‘Nothing,’ I said with a smile.

‘Hmmm,’ he said with a questioning eye which then fell back to the paper, ‘hey babe.’

‘Yeah?’ I said as I continued eating.

‘Why’s today’s date ring a bell?’ he asked.

‘Oh,’ I said, ‘we��ve got an appointment today.’

‘Oh?’ 

‘Yeah Doctor Mohan,’ I said waiting for the dots to connect in his mind.  He seemed to be thinking about where he’d heard that name before but before he could say anything we heard footsteps thundering down the stairs. Steve’s gaze left mine looking through the kitchen entrance from which he could see the front door. I peered around too just in time to see Bucky yanking the door open and sprinting out. 

Steve was up like a light his breakfast and newspaper soon forgotten as he grabbed his coat from where he had left it on the sofa. He turned for a second catching my eye and then he smiled at me sadly.

‘Doll,’ he said but I waved him off knowing it 

was fruitless. He nodded and started to head out. As he slipped on his shoes by the door I called, ‘don’t forget Dr Mohan’s office at 2 pm!’

If he heard me or not I wasn’t sure. I slipped back in my chair in a huff. As I stared at my breakfast I realised I suddenly had no appetite. I got up somewhat angrily and scraped both plates into the trash. I threw the coffee cups and the plates into the sink and left them too angry to contemplate household chores. And then I headed upstairs, to start my day. 

————————————————————————–

I got home later than usual that night. As I pulled into the driveway I could see Bucky sitting in his chair by the window watching the TV. I sighed as I parked and switched the engine off. I sat there for a moment not wanting to go inside. My heart was aching from today and I knew that what lay behind that door wasn’t going to be anything that helped it. 

I stared at the garage door trying to muster the energy to climb out of the car and as I did my phone rang from where it was being kept in its hands-free holder. 

STEVE flashed on the screen and I looked at it for a moment watching as the slide to answer button glinted begging for me to touch it. It rang a few times before it went back to my home screen the missed call joining the other notifications making it 6 missed calls in total. 

With a sigh, I grabbed my bag from the passenger seat and climbed out of the car trudging into the house. Steve was standing in the kitchen, stirring something on the stovetop, and Bucky was still in his chair though they both looked up as I came in. I took off my coat and shoes and put them in their place slinging my bag onto the couch as I walked into the kitchen. 

‘Evening,’ Steve said with an edge as I walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of wine.

‘Evening,’ I said as I grabbed a glass from the cupboard and poured myself a large one.

‘You’re late back,’ he said as I took a seat at the kitchen table.

‘Am I?‘ I said taking a swig.

‘I rang you know,’ he said looking at me, ‘I saved you some dinner.’ 

‘I know,’ I said.

‘It’s your, wait, you know?’

The pair of us were quiet for a moment watching one another. We only looked up as the recliner chair squeaked shut and Bucky stood watching us from the lounge. 

‘Erm, I think I’m going to head upstairs,’ he said. Steve nodded but I said nothing swigging my glass of wine once more. Once we heard Bucky’s door close upstairs Steve turned watching me again.

‘So you’ve been screening my calls?’ he said throwing the tea towel that was over his shoulder down on the counter and coming to sit down opposite me.

‘What would you rather I pretend I wasn’t?’ I said.

‘No,’ he said, ‘but some reason why wouldn’t go a miss.’

‘I was busy,’ I said simply.

‘Busy doing what? Something that makes you two…no three hours late for dinner?’ he said checking his watch. I couldn’t help but snort as he did so which made his jaw set as he looked at me angrily, ‘something I said?’

‘I just think it’s funny you have a problem with me being on time,’ I said. He rubbed the bridge of his nose and fell back against his chair looking at me, as he said, ‘look are you gonna whine about whatever or are you going to tell me what I did because I’m a loss here sweetheart.’

‘You missed our appointment,’ I said simply. 

‘What appointment,’ he started but then his confusion switched to realisation, ‘Dr Mohan.’

‘Don’t worry,’ I said getting up and heading to the fridge to replenish my drink, ‘he let me wait 15 minutes before we realised you weren’t coming. Even kept popping out into the waiting room to make sure.’

‘Babe,’ he said standing up but I put my finger up to silence him.

‘Don’t, just don’t,’ I said turning around and placing my hands on the kitchen counter as I tried to hold myself together.

I felt Steve’s strong arms around me pulling me towards him. He spun me around and grabbed my chin tenderly but I pulled from his grasp though I stayed in his arms.

‘I’m sorry,’ he said I looked at him, ‘really I am. It just slipped my mind, Bucky-’

‘Needed you, yeah I know,’ I said pulling away from him. 

‘He had a rough night,’ Steve said shortly, turning around so he could watch me.

‘Yeah I know,’ I said. 

‘He was up half the night,’ he said, ‘he ran damn near 12 miles this morning trying to distract himself-’

‘I said I know.’

‘So why are you giving me such a hard time-’ 

‘Because it’s always something. Bucky needs this, Bucky needs that. And you’re there. Where does that leave me, Steve? You’re out there fixing everything I’m in bed alone. Or eating breakfast alone. Or in the doctor’s office for one of the most important appointments of our lives-’

‘We can rebook the damn appointment!’ he shouted. 

We fell silent for a moment. I sniffed suddenly feeling a lump in my throat which I tried my best to ignore, ‘you don’t get it, do you? It’s not about the appointment. It’s not about being left alone. I love Bucky. I do…but you didn’t marry him. You married me. And sometimes, sometimes, it just doesn’t feel like that. It feels like I’m an afterthought.’

‘What do you want me to do Y/N? He’s my friend. My best friend,’ Steve said. 

‘I know,’ I said walking forward and wrapping my hands around his waist, ‘I know and I know you think everything you do is for the best. You’re trying to help…but I need you to see that it isn’t helping everyone.’

He looked down at me with a sad smile as I pulled back a little kissing my fingertips and placing them on his cheek. His hand covered mine holding it to his face as his eyes closed. 

‘I’m sorry,’ he whispered as his eyes opened and I nodded.

‘I know you are,’ I said slipping out of his grasp. He watched me as I grabbed my glass off of the counter and walked through the lounge grabbing my bag as I went as I reached the stairs I looked through and smiled at him weakly before walking upstairs. 

‘Sorry,’ I thought, ‘yeah you always are.’

[houndsharkk]

alright alright, do yall want my dreamSMP headcanons?? keep in mind that i only watch a few of them

/dsmp

Possible TW's: trauma, manipulation, death, suicide, overdose; the basic dreamSMP stuff, unfortunately.

ok here we go:

Dream - a separate entity from DreamXD, though they are related; perhaps XD is from another universe? anyways, Dream was possessed by a 'Dreamon' at a young age, making him think that things like manipulation are ok simply because he didn't know any better. he says he's trying to get better, but is he? no. this is just another trick to make Tommy think he can change. Jacob Sheep horns are slowly growing (sheep-hybrid thanks to his mother, Cpt. Puffy). Him becoming family with George and Sapnap made him realize that he can make his own family, an idea which he twisted and turned into manipulation. In his words, paraphrased, he "did a bad thing but for good reasons" which were "bringing the server together"; he wanted to be a family with him in control, a dictatorship, a hivemind.

Drista - Dream's sister, more related to XD than Dream is. somewhat OP but has morals unlike her brother.

George - Mooshroom hybrid!! Has a little mushroom crown and cape because he thinks of himself as royalty (he isn't) - has little horns and a little tail. Misses Dream the most out of the Dream Team, but somewhat afraid of him. Wants 'the old dream' back, which was partly a persona and partly Dream learning about found family. He tries not to get involved with politics or the server after the events of the first wars, because he's scared. Sleeps through things as an excuse. Awesamdude's kid - doesn't tell anyone.

Sapnap - Dragon hybrid - has small horns and a tail, with burn marks at the base of them. His hands and feet are clawed and burnt. He also wants their Dream back, but understands that he was always corrupt and has mostly gotten over it. Wants to help with the Egg but, like George, doesn't like getting involved with big things on the server. He's ashamed of his dragon heritage, covering up his head burns with a headband and covering his horns with his hair; he hides his tail under a cape and wears gloves as well. Sapnap has unnaturally orange eyes, which he would change with contacts, if they didn't melt anytime he tried. Battle-scarred and hungry to start fights and sever friendships out of boredom. Badboyhalo's child.

Callahan - Cervitaur (deer-centaur). Distantly related to Puffy, Captain Sparklez, and Schlatt. I will admit, I have never watched him, and I don't think he's ever been too involved in server politics? Just a simple deer man trying to live his life.

Awesamdude - Creeper centaur thing (he and Callahan are... cousins? i guess?). Incredibly insecure about his morality and the fact that George doesn't talk to him much. Thinks he's a bad person. He becomes a father figure to Tommy through his Sam Nook persona - slowly gaining his confidence back through his real estate and his (illegal) adoption of the gremlin. Badass. Runs the prison by himself because he feels the need to prove himself, and he doesn't know anyone that would be up to the job.

Alyssa - inactive :[ probably human

Ponk - Human!! One of the few humans on this server, actually! He quite likes building and terraforming; he makes very aesthetic builds (see; war campsite). He and Sam are close friends. Ponk is also a parental figure to Tommy, but is closer to the fun uncle. The three of them steal together and then Ponk and Sam cover for Tommy because who could accuse them of lying?? Hesitant to join in with politics.

BadBoyHalo - Demon. Very, very tall demon. Large. Pretty wholesome. I honestly don't know what else to say about him lmao I haven't been paying attention to the Egg much. He and Skeppy are a thing though. Wishes his son would stop killing people's pets to start wars.

TommyInnit - He doesn't know what kind of hybrid he his, but he isn't human. His eyes change color with mood, going from a light grey to an extremely vibrant cobalt blue. He believes he may be part raccoon, or part bird(?) on Philza's side. Phil wasn't around during his childhood; Tommy only knew him as the hero from the strories that his older brother Wilbur told him. Philza killing Villain!Bur cemented his heroship, which is why Tommy sees him as a father figure. Wilbur never told him that he (Phil) was their father. Tommy is actually part siren, but his gills and fins haven't appeared yet. His PTSD is triggered by Dream, blackstone, tnt, people asking for his armor, and a few other things. An extremely traumatized kid. Best friends with Tubbo.

Tubbo - Sheep hybrid. His horns started coming in during Schlatt's presidentship, making him think he was a goat and following in his footsteps. In reality, he's Captain Sparklez's son; related to Schlatt yes, but not at all like him. He likes headbutting the people he loves, including his best friend Tommy. Wholesome, but still a chaotic being of destruction. He and Ranboo are also very good friends!

Fundy - Fox shifter; unlike most of the other hybrids on this server (other than Techno), he can turn into an anthro fox. Canonically transgender! Son to WilburSoot and Sally the Salmon (another shifter). Wilbur was an amazing father while Fundy was small, but started neglecting him during the Presidency, when he really needed a father. The two grew apart further during Pogtopia, and Fundy still tries to refuse his father's attempts at redemption. Despite this, Fundy and Ghostbur, even though they've had arguments, have a better relationship. Fundy is even one of the people who are attempting to bring back Wilbur. He sees Phil as a somewhat father figure despite him trying to be bitter towards him. Very involved with L'manburg and DreamSMP poilitics, but has taken a step back since his dad's death. Fundy also canonically misses Schlatt and wants him to be proud of him. He picked up smoking from him.

Punz - gonna be honest, I have never watched Punz.

Purpled - Enderdragon hybrid. Like Sapnap, but purple lol. Use to have a healthy rivalry with Technoblade, but doesn't talk to him anymore. A bit reserved. I don't watch him either idk if you could tell.

Wilbur - Bird hybrid, like Philza; his wings were clipped by Dream when he first began fighting for independence. Good friends with Technoblade. Wilbur was an idealistic person, and he was probably the most loyal member of L'manburg. He was so upset about the betrayals, he thought of them not as betrayals to the country, but to himself. When Schlatt took over, he began to panic. His perfect nation was being ruined, his nation, HIS nation. He thought of it as his and his alone; all those other people? They were side characters. L'manburg his unfinished symphony wasn't his anymore. It scared him. He began planning to take the country out because, well, if he can't have him, then no one can. He manipulated Tommy, making him go along with his plan, slowly becoming more insane and destructive. Deep down, Wil still loved his family, and his country, and his lost lover, but that didn't matter to him anymore. After blowing up L'manburg (the first explosion), Wilbur broke down. He realized what he had done, he'd become a bad guy; he'd worked with Dream. He asked his father to kill him. And so Philza did.

Ghostbur - Wings work again. Ghostbur pretends not to remember, he pretends that he's changed in death, but he remembers all of it. The bad memories hurt him now, more than ever, and he just can't deal with it; so he doesn't. Water makes him melt, and that includes tears. He's trying so hard to be a good person, he's trying so hard to be a good father, a good brother, a good friend. But it isn't working. He's still, though unintentionally, hurting people, and he feels so bad about it.

Schlatt - Ram hybrid. Brother to Puffy and Jordan (Sparklez). Schlatt is a smoker and an alcoholic, and a power hungry dictator. Or well, that's the persona he puts on. Schlatt, in reality (still /dsmp) genuinely does not give a fuck. He didn't care what happened, because he knew that people disliked him. He knew for a fact that he would be killed. This is why I believe he offed himself. He planned his stroke, or heart attack, the fandom doesn't seem to know which. He probably ingested some bad protein powder or poison or something, maybe he drank himself to death, maybe he OD'd and then drank, we don't know. But it seems unlikely that someone like him would let his body give out like that without a reason. Oh yeah, and he and Quackity were married at some point, but it was too short to really mean anything.

Ghlatt - Ghlatt, though still addicted to alcohol and various drugs, feels bad about being a bad person in his life. He thinks that it's a good thing he died, that the server benefited from his death, and that he shouldn't have become a ghost. He's right, of course, but I like to think that he's regained morality. Maybe now, in the afterlife, he can work on himself. Ghlatt isn't strong enough to take a physical form, so he borrows Ghostbur's occasionally.

Skeppy - Some sort of Diamond Ore man?? I think he's human. He and BBH have a thing. I don't think I've ever watched a Skeppy DreamSMP stream. Uhh Egg?? Egg. Badlands boys woo.

Eret - Herobrine is his cousin. Like. Yeah. That Herobrine. Anyways, they're a king, and they're more of an Awesomedude morally grey type character. Her only interest is survival, and I respect that. I haven't really paid much attention to him though. Their crown has bi flag colored gems on it :]

Jack Manifold - Jack Manifol! Jack Manifall~~ Jack Manifall.. off bridge!! Jack Manidrown :} OH SHIT- (i dont watch him)

Niki - Human. Wears Wilbur's old coat. Though she did go through a tough spot after Wilbur's death, she now runs a flower shop with Puffy. Dyes her hair often. I don't watch her either.

Quackity - Duck hybrid; wings were clipped upon his joining the server. His face scar was canonized :] Alex genuinely liked Schlatt, but realized he was being mistreated so he joined Pogtopia. He felt bad about it though. I don't have many headcanons for him to be honest.

Mexican Dream - ok am i the only one that wasn't into this arc?? i didn't even watch any of it. i saw him like once and was like "oh this is just a bit" and left wtf. was he important???

Karl Jacobs - Time Traveler man; human. Karl is slowly losing his memory due to his travel between timelines. The more he does it, the more he loses. I look forward to seeing this progress. Are he, Sapnap, and uhhh someone else actually engaged?? I like that headcanons :] I don't remember who the other person is though.

HBomb - Cat maid.

Technoblade - Piglin shifter. Techno is softer than he seems, and he genuinely enjoys the company of Ranboo and his friend Philza. Technoblade met Phil after saving him from wither skeletons in the Nether, making short visits to the Overworld until he built up an immunity. He likes the cold because it's the opposite of his terrible home dimension. Techno really did want to help Tommy, but their ideals clashed too much for it to work out. Very destructive anarchist. Though, he is pretty chill nowadays.

Antfrost - Cat shifter. So I lied, there are three. Uhh wizard!! I like that HC!! Wizard catboy go brrrr. In reality, I don't watch the Badland Boys often and I haven't seen any of the Egg plot so idk what's up with him lol. I like to think that before the Egg, he and Fundy were friends.

Philza - Wings were beat up during the explosion; he tried to protect Wilbur with them, but still ended up failing. He's the father to Wilbur and Tommy, with Techno being an old friend of his. He canonically really likes cobblestone. Phil tries his best to be the dad, but his morals are all over the place. Lately, he's unofficially adopted Ranboo, helping him with his uh. Issues.

Connor - Human in a Sonic onesie idk i dont watch him

Puffy - Sheep Hybrid. Sister to Schlatt and Jordan, mother to Dream. I really don't know tbh; she's everyone's adoptive mom. She's what Philza and Awesamdude wish they could be.

Vikkstar - Human. Has he?? Done anything?? Ever??

Lazarbeam - Isn't he a gingerbread man or something.

Ranboo - Half Enderman Half [REDACTED]. I dont have headcanons for him tbh I just accept his canon. May be related to XD?

Foolish Gamers - A literal god. He can revive people, but it takes one of his lives. Uhhh he's really good at building what.

Hannahxxrose - I don't watch her :[ I should though

Slimecicle - CHARLIE SLIMECICLE. Slime hybrid obviously. New to the server, very scared [/j] and confused. Doesn't know what's going on and that's ok because he's funny I like him

I got really tired of this towards the end oops

[dandanrevolutionary]

Were God of War games always this hard

Or do I just suck. My son ruthlessly 52 to 10 murders me in Fortnite and I suck at shooters. I like fighting games but now with DLC micro transaction culture fighting games are 60 buck at first then incremental expenses after. So I always sorta go for the big single player strory driven games or character action shoot and slash em ups. I remember once beating the original Devil May Cry and God of War in one sitting only stopping to look up puzzles solutions if I was stumped. I rarely died, and when I did, it was understandable, I miscalculated or got overzealous. Now, I play God of War and feel like I am playing a faster SoulsBourne death simulator. Plus the added trauma of my virtual son crying out to me “Don’t leave me here/like this”. Maybe I just need to clear my head, grind more, and GiTGuD. Or just get some sleep and watch Bob’s Burgers.

[yogawithavery]

Beautiful friends - I’m emerging slow from this unexpectedly profound queer trans yoga retreat journey in Costa Rica. I knew it would be awesome but FUUUCK the magnitude of the profound ness has actually blown me away, and I feel a little bit in a strange void trying to return to cis het non-critical realities. How to see the stars after seeing how bright, is the sun?? ☀️ . . With such a diverse, intelligent, beautiful group during the prep I was admittedly focused lots on what could go wrong. Queer stories, QTBIPOC strories, trans stories hold so much grief and trauma. How to weave a brave space, trust, solid enough for us all to really really arrive? Through tender collaborative care, and in deep dance with the Universe, we wove the conditions for such deep practice, deep JOY, deep disarming that was moment by moment stunning, rich, cathartic, tender, rooted in the real real; healing. We worked through… we transformed… we were no longer alone. How to explain in words, when the words are only ashes, can not even begin to create a glimmer of that magic… Soooo grateful for the facilitation collaboration with @liveyourown.life @farahnousheen @gracias.pachamama and to each of you, dear dear crew, who came and brought your full self to this alter. I am forever changed, because of you. You shine so, so bright. My heart weeps. 🌅 There are a whole slew of gorgeous pictures, but it’ll take time for those to flow out, because trans safety and consent ❤️‍🔥… I am excited to share tho just for the dose of qt joy that emanates - that THAT reality is real, too. . Instead, I’ll leave you with this #adhomukhasvanasana kissed by rainbow sunbeams. I’m still in Costa Rica; 🦋 will return to teaching this Monday!! . . One thing is clear, the importance of this work, these spaces, is vital. Clarity on the path. QT lineage, this practice, this study praxis abhyasa vairagya so worthy of commitment, faith, perseverance. Trans queer intersectional sangha ❤️‍🔥 I am wholeheartedly HERE for this. In service to cultivating committed practice with and for my fellow trans queer and radically inclined community on the path of yoga sadhana. (at Costa Rica) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbdjJ8FvrMS/?utm_medium=tumblr

[excerptofmythoughts]

move to heaven

i watched this healing drama, it was very heartwarming.. and warning din it's tear-jerking drama. it's really good.

it tells us strories from people who already passed away, it's about trauma cleaners who cleans up deceased people's things (apartment, condo, room, etc) tapos while they're cleaning may mga iilang personal things silang tinatabi para sa mga naiwan. kung saan nabubuo ang kwento nila; kung paano nila naaalala 'yung mga naiwan, paano sila nabuhay, at paano sila nagmahal.

[henryisalone-blog]

When I was a kid

My mother used to drive a red Daihatsu Y'RV.

It was an automatic, which meant she could me if I ever did anything wrong, no matter where I sat.

She never wore her seatbelt. She was a lot thinner then.

I always ran whenever I saw it coming, if I was too slow, I'd be shouted at and hit in front of my friends...