#GP thinner

[umseb]

sebastian vettel in the paddock on race day, imola - may 19, 2024 📷 alessio morgese / getty

[castielsprostate]

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[espressotonicc]

i have so much love for evan buckley in my heart that i don't know what to do with it.

he would argue with a police sergeant advocating for a newborn baby and he would want to see it through to know that baby is ok. he would save people in a tsunami while being injured and on blood thinners. he would search for his friend's kid for hours. he would risk his life to save a fiancé of his exgirlfriend who ghosted him without the explanation. he would fight heaven and hell and athena grant to find his sister. he would fly to another state to support his girlfriend. he would help a fellow retired firefighter to reconnect with the love of his life and then give him a proper send off. he would come up with the plan to help eddie get chris the help he needs. he would spend hours searching for his girlfriend’s missing mother. he would want to give some dignity in death to the guy that used him to catfish women. he would quit SEALS because not feeling emotions is alien and foreign and repugnant to him. he would be your sperm donor even if it hurts him. he would drink disgusting smoothies and edge himself to give you the best chance. he would trap himself in a fire maze to save the last plant worker. he would risk his life climbing the ladder with the sniper on the loose because he loves his family and couldnt bear the thought of them getting hurt.

he is a quick thinker: he would hose down the robbers, use smoke machine to calm the bees or spray his best friend with perfume.

he would draw a pink/yellow heart with the smile, he would call the toy cow moo-moo. he would say things like “im confused can you start over ”, “we beat the bees” “did i pass” “bad juju”. also one time he got math superpowers. he would google steps to the confession and make the most awkward cross. he would sit on the floor in the middle of the station playing with the dog. he would cry while watching soldiers reunite with their kids.

he would get exited about the world, he knows about meteors and bees and maggots and worms and he is so genuinely happy to see them that his smile could power up entire planet. he knows the origin of chocolate and how glass is made.

he would always apologize and give you a second and third chance because his love is genuine and earnest. he would put the blame on himself and he is scared that he is the reason for his friend's problems. he would still love you and care about you even after you dump him or ghost him or neglect him his whole childhood.

he would say no to a date with a hot woman because he wants to be better. he makes “upgrades”, he learns and grows.

he would give himself boils because he would be stressed that he offended the mummy of the cowboy. he would give said cowboy eulogy dressed in a suit because people are what make life worth living. he would be in his posse because he feels empathy for him and doesn’t want him to be alone even in the afterlife. he would want to move out because his failed date lives next door. he would say things like "so im gross" and "my boyfriend wouldn’t even kiss me". he would go overboard with babyproofing the house.

he would cause flour shortages in la because the enormity of the way he feels is infinite.

he would steal a fire truck to hook up with the girl and have sex with his ex on bare mattress. the thought of abstinence for one year is alien to him. he loves sex, he enjoys sex, and is not shy about it. he has a ring cutter and calls his boyfriend a beast and he is bisexual.

his heart bleeds in a million different ways but he still loves and hopes and cares, he doesn’t hold grudges or makes it harden him.

he loves taking care of people, he would make his sister the only thing he knows how to cook. he would let his coworkers live with him in a 1x1 apartment. he would give his girlfriend gps bracelet because he wants her to be safe. he would move in with you to take care of you while you grieve your mother. he would give you big ass bouquet and a balloon ride. he would give up his loft and sublease your house.

he would do the maneuver, rappel down the buildings, and descend down the rope while stuff explodes behind him. he would jump down of the elevator with a civilian in his hands or shut down the freeway with only two flares. he would pull you under the truck with the sniper firing shots.

he would wear pink cardigans, blue sweaters, velvet and red and orange and cyan and turquoise and green.

he would cook lasagna and chilli and do baked alaska and loafs the same way he loves, putting all of his feeling into it.

he sometimes acts like an anoying little brother but he gives the best advice to those who need it.

he wants to be at ease, know the secret to happiness and find the kind of love that thomas/mitchel had.

he wants to be something and he would spend years on the road trying to find himself and try every job while doing it.

he is also 6’2, 200lb beefy man.

[writerthreads]

Americanisms that annoy the crap out of me in writing

By Writerthreads

Welcome back to another post! Today is a little rant/PSA for all of you who use American English and terminology.

When I read books that are meant to portray British characters, I get so annoyed when I read jarring Americanisms. Here’s a list of them that are especially annoying (I’m sorry):

“Pants”

Pants = underwear. Every time I read something on Ao3 along the lines of “Harry spilled a cup of tea on his pants” I immediately think of him drinking said tea in his undies which is absolutely hilarious.

Somebody who can’t afford to go to the GP/hospital??

Hello, we have the NHS which is free at the point delivery!!! #rare uk w

I had to fully stop reading a fic when a British character couldn’t afford medical care and that was a whole plot-line.

As a medical student, this scenario is fully bizarre for me to comprehend. The only situation in which someone wouldn’t seem medical attention from my pov is if they don’t want to wait for hours at the A&E

Chips/crisps/fries omfg

Chips= the fatter ones you get with fish and chips

Crisps: potato chips

Fries: the thinner ones from Maccies

Cookies vs biscuits

To this day, I still don’t fully get the cookie/biscuit thing but according to my British friends who get annoyed when I mix them up, biscuits are meant to be crunchier (eg. Chocolate digestives & jammie joggers), while cookies are softer, eg. chocolate chip cookies

Biscuits covered in gravy????

What is that. That is not a thing. The UK equivalent would be a scone (sweet, eaten with jam and clotted cream or smth like that and which one goes first is a whole debacle) or a Yorkshire pudding.

Accent/slang

Different people from different areas in the UK speak differently & have different vernacular. When who’s meant to be posh speaks in roadman talk, it’s the funniest thing ever, so please do research carefully!

Takeout

Unfortunately I do say this quite a bit, but people are saying this more in the UK now imo. Takeaway is the preferred term.

Fall

“It’s fall because the leaves fall form the treeeeees” no bro it’s autumn. I grimace every time I read this in a book set in the UK.

I could care less

Ok, then care less? It’s I couldn’t care less, which makes more sense anyways.

Fanny pack

Fannies mean something else in the UK lol. It’s a bum bag, but this term is used more now maybe?

Freshman year? College? Frats? Spring break?

We have a different education system :) uni is three years usually, colleges are halls at uni or sixth form colleges

Little annoyances:

Math: It’s maths. Mathematics.

Vacation: holiday (more interchangeable now tho)

“Line up”: “QUEUE up”

On accident: by accident

Trunk/hood: boot/bonnet (I do a weird mix and say boot/hood, my bad lol)

I drive stick vs I drive manual (learnt this from my ex). Most people in the UK (and Europe) drive manual because it’s supposedly superior

Movie: film (more interchangeable now)

Principal: headmaster/mistress

There’s probably a longer list somewhere…

Thank you for bearing with me. My friends are now subject to me saying ‘trousers’ every time they say ‘pants’, I can’t help it (help I’m getting colonised)

Also look up slang (esp slang from certain parts of London, or roadman slang), they’re hilarious and I can’t help but say some of them now (I blame my friends but honestly calling a meal a scran is so funny)

Anyways goodbye

[coldfanbou]

Seethrough

Here we go! Chaeryeong comes out to have a little fun. I would like to thank Blep for submitting the idea! Sorry for not going with the GP Chaeryeong part, Blep.

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Chaeryeong x Mreader

Stepping out of the store with bags in hand, you and Chaeryeong decide to take a small break. “How about the park across the street?” You ask, pointing to a large park with dozens of trees outlining it.

Chaeryeong nods her head, “Sounds good. There’ll be a ton of shade.” You begin your walk with Chaeryeong, discussing all the clothes you looked at. As you cross the street, Chaeryeong begins to hurry ahead of you. You watch her with a smile; her skirt blows in the wind. It got in her way; Chaeryeong’s skirt got thinner as it went lower, eventually being a sheer piece of fabric. Chaeryeong looks over her shoulder with a frown, struggling as the wind gets harsher. You chuckle to yourself and jog to her. 

“Don’t look so sad,” You tell her as you grab and press the remote button briefly. Chaeryeong squirms and reaches down to her crotch before continuing to walk forward. You press the button again and watch her bend over before standing back up and looking at you. You give her a smirk and motion toward the benches to her left.

Chaeryeong quickly sits down on the bench and pats the seat beside her. “Don’t do that.” She whispers to you, her hand covering her lap.

“Why not? It’s why we came out today.” 

Chaeryeong squirms as you press the button again, activating the vibrator on her clit. “I know, but I’m nervous. What if someone catches us?”

“Things are going to be fine.” You reassure her and point to the restroom. “You said you wanted to try it; look, right now, someone is using it.” The restroom in question was a see-through one. Once the door was locked, it would become opaque; people couldn’t see inside. Something you had discovered about this particular restroom was that when it was locked, the glass became opaque, leaving people on the outside unable to see inside, but you could still see the outside. Something must’ve gone wrong in the construction. You told Chaeryeong about this, knowing she had a slight interest in public sex. Now that the opportunity was in front of her, she was getting nervous. You press the button again, forcing her to stifle a moan. “No one is around right now; we can head inside.” You grab Chaeryeong’s hand and walk to the restroom with bags in hand. You shut and lock the door as soon as you're inside the room. From the inside, Chaeryeong notices a slight change in the walls. 

“So no one can see us now?” She asks, looking at some people passing by on the street.

“No one can see us.” You respond, seeing some people coming along the park path. “Look, I’m going to wave to these people, and they aren’t going to see a thing.” You do as such, waving to them when you know you’d be in their line of sight. There’s no response from them; they don’t acknowledge your presence at all. “See? It’s completely fine.” You grab the remote and hold the button down as you embrace Chaeryeong. She squirms in your arms and lets her voice be heard. Your hands find their place on her ass; you squeeze her plump cheeks. “I want you to get me ready, Chae.” 

“I will,” Chaeryeong moans, her hand beginning to rub your bulge. As you begin to take off Chaeryeong’s top, she works on your pants. You both manage to get each other’s clothes off after some struggles on your part. You close the toilet and sit on the lid; Chaeryeong hesitantly kneels down on her clothes and grasps your cock. Her delicate hand moves up and down your shaft as she stares into your eyes. The look she gives you is lustful; Chaeryeong’s nerves are leaving her. She focuses on you as she presses her lips against the tip and swallows the head. You move her hair behind her ear and let Chaeryeong do as she pleases. You press the button on the vibrator and give Chaeryeong a shock. She jumps slightly; her moan muffled as she runs her tongue along the underside of your shaft. Chaeryeong’s saliva runs down your shaft as she slowly bobs her head. Wanting more pleasure, she snakes her hand into her panties, running them along her slit before pushing them inside. Chaeryeong curls her fingers, rubbing her walls. Her eyes become half-lidded, her moans going on longer as she pleasures herself. 

“Look at you, Chaeryeong. You’re being such a slut.” Your comment brings a smile to Chaeryeong’s face. “I think I’m ready to move on.” You say as you stand up. Chaeryeong slowly rises to her feet, wiping away her saliva. She unzips her skirt and lets it drop to the floor before stripping out of her panties. You wrap your arms around Chaeryeong, reaching down to squeeze her soft ass before giving it a light smack. She bites her lip, excited to get to the good part. “Tell me where you want it.” 

Chaeryeong strokes your cock, looking into your eyes as she presses it against her cunt. “I want it in here,” She says, dragging your cock along her slit. You remove the vibrator from Chaeryeong’s body and kiss her. You move her against the glass wall. Her tits press against the cold glass, and she looks outside for the first time since you’ve started. Chaeryeong sees the park filled with people now, all around the bathroom as well. You rub your cock against her slit, letting her take in the view. You push yourself inside, slowly at first. Chaeryeong was tighter than usual; viewing everyone around her turned her on. You ram the rest of your length inside, pushing her against the wall. The small thud attracts some people’s attention for the moment, making Chaeryeong’s walls tighten around you. “They’re all looking at me.” She mumbles. 

You consider reminding her they can’t see a thing but don’t want to ruin things for her. You start thrusting into Chaeryeong, listening to her moan. Chaeryeong’s tight and warm walls squeeze you as you push deeper inside her. You grab Chaeryeong’s arms and pull them back, forcing her tits to press against the wall and holding her in place as you thrust. “Ah! Keep going!” Chaeryeong moans as your thrusts push her against the wall. You drop Chaeryeong’s arms and move one of your hands to her leg, lifting it up. Your other hand moves to her modest chest, squeezing and playing with her tits as you continue to impale Chaeryeong. With her leg raised, Chaeryeong’s pussy would be in full view, and she knew it. She moaned louder as you put her in that position. She turned her head toward you and kissed you as you played with her body. “Everyone can see, everyone can see.” Chaeryeong mumbles. 

“You like that, don’t you, Chae?” she just nods her head and lets your tongue explore her mouth as you pound away at her body. Chaeryeong’s cunt begins to tighten around you, “Come on, say you like being fucked in public.”

“I love it, I love it, I love it!” Chaeryeong moans as she nears her climax. You can feel her walls tightening around you, and a sudden thought pops into your head. 

“Let’s give the people a show.” You whisper into her ear. Before Chaeryerong has enough time to process your words, you unlock the door, making the glass transparent again. People’s eyes begin to be attracted to the restroom as they see you and Chaeryeong. They begin to point in your direction. Noticing this, Chaeryeong goes over the edge and cums. Her nectar squirts onto the glass walls as she cries out from the pleasure. Chaeryeong’s face is glazed over in an expression of pure bliss as she realizes everyone watched her cum. “I’m cumming,” You moan not much later as you bury your cock inside Chaeryeong, filling her with your semen. Chaeryeong’s head hangs loosely as she loses strength. You kiss her again, enjoying the fact everyone’s eyes are on you two. You lock the door again, blocking everyone’s line of sight for the moment as you pull out. You squeeze Chaeryeong’s cheeks with one hand. “Did you enjoy having everyone watch you, Chae?” She mumbles something unintelligible. Cum runs down her leg as she leans against you. “Does my little slut want to keep going?” 

She nods her head, making you smile. Placing your hands on the bottom of her thighs, you spread her legs apart as you lift her up, planning to give everyone a chance to look at her pussy. Chaeryeong reaches down and grabs your cock, moving it along her lips, back and forth, before sinking onto it. She wraps her arm around your neck to support herself and unlocks the door. Everyone was still looking in your direction. Chaeryeong gave them all a smile and waved as you began to thrust. She bounced on your cock, her breasts bouncing as she came down. Chaeryeong’s moans filled the small room, leaking out for everyone to hear.  An audience grows around the restroom as more and more people begin to watch. Chaeryeong starts to moan louder as more people come by. She was getting off on having so many people see her naked body be fucked and watch as your cum dripped out of her. You felt her arm tense up, “I’m going to cum!” She moaned out, “They’re going to watch me cum!” Chaeryeong screamed as she rocked her hips back and forth; her nectar dripped from her pussy as she got wetter. A second later, Chaeryeong came for a second time, squirting more of her nectar on the wall. She began to finger herself, pushing more out and giving everyone a sight they wouldn’t forget. Chaeryeong’s lower half was a complete mess, her thighs were slick, and as you came, her cunt was dripping cum onto the floor. 

Chaeryeong’s mind was gone, too. She mumbled something as she rocked back and forth on your cock. You lock the door again and pull out, placing Chaeryeong on the toilet. You stood in front of her and slapped her face with your cum-covered cock. After a second slap, she opened her mouth, her tongue hanging out of it. You slide your cock along her tongue, letting her clean you off as she slowly recovers. You could hear Chaeryeong’s muffled moans as she cleaned you. “I hope you enjoyed yourself, Chae; it’s time for us to go.” You pull out and begin to dress yourself before helping Chaeryeong. She struggles to stand up, but eventually, you get her dressed. A noticeable amount of cum runs down her leg, and her hair is a complete mess, but you grab your things and walk out. The crowd surrounds you as they try to get a piece of Chaeryeong, but you force them away and head home with her. 

Once inside, you crash on the couch. “So, how would you rate your first public sex experience?” Chaeryeong rubs herself through her panties, thinking about all those people who watched her. “Did it meet your expectations?”

“I want to do it again,” She moans, “I want everyone to see me. Do you think you can go again? I need some relief.” She says, looking over at you.

“I can go again. How about we do it on the balcony?” Chaeryeong just smiles at you and begins to strip down, now addicted to public sex.

[andhumanslovedstories]

when i had covid i was coughing really badly and i eventually started coughing up blood. even at the time i was like Hm Not Great but also i was on heavy duty blood thinners so it's probably just my throat being torn up and bleeding. but everyone still insisted i go get checked to make sure i'm not Actually Dying or whatever. so even though i still actively had covid (and my gp's office was not at all prepared to see a patient who had covid, super cool), i had to drag myself there in person, then go get a lung xray and a blood test, all for my doctor to tell me "yeah, it's because you're on blood thinners and all your coughing has torn up your throat"

-.-

glad i didn't have pneumonia or really bad covid or whatever but also that was time and money (and anxiety that i was infecting everyone around me) that i could've spent on dying on my couch recovering from covid

Oh my god, I feel you. When I was like “I don’t need to go to the neurologist, I know exactly the dizziness is probably my meds and I’m already adjusting them,” but I went to the neurologist anyway and was informed that it was probably just my meds and it was good that I was adjusting them. Like it’s good to know, I guess, but the neurology consult was a good chunk of change and also, most heinously, at 9 am.

[ln4norris]

Controversial take :

Suzuka is not actually a fun track to watch racing in. For me personally, I prefer wider tracks. I hate when during qualifying or practice, the slow laps are so slow that it looks like the car is crawling. Hungororing is the same for me.

hmm I can definitely see where you're coming from - this years Japanese GP was really nothing to write home about

but quite honestly I'm one of those people that will watch any F1 content, whether it's as boring as watching paint dry or action-packed from the beginning

I do a bit of sim racing in my spare time and I do really like Suzuka as a track to drive on. The amount of speed you can carry through the corners is unlike many other tracks. In terms of watching, the only track I think is boring is Monaco. I don't believe it should be taken off the calendar like many others do, but it's never really that eventful.

I think the problem with Suzuka for viewers is a multitude of reasons:

- there's only one DRS zone on the main straight

- there's very limited overtaking opportunities

- the resurfacing of the track led to less tyre deg this year, making the best race strategy a one stop

I don't really think you could make many improvements to the track to promote better racing. To improve the chances of overtaking, you'd probably have to take away what the drivers love about this track - the high speed nature of it. It's always been a favourite amongst the drivers.

Maybe we'll see more exciting racing at Suzuka after the new regulations? With the cars being smaller and thinner, do we think this could possibly lead to a greater chance of overtaking?

It all comes down to taste in the end. We don't all like the same things, but that's what makes these discussions so exciting!!!

send me your most outrageous, controversial and unpopular thoughts/confessions about F1!

[rxcketwip]

WHOOPS

I forgor tumblr was a thing while I wasn't posting stuff. sorry my bad here's some things I'm working on!

making great progress on my Zelda shader/models (this first pic is a bit outdated but I really love the posing lol)

I've started using grease pencil lineart for the outlines bc inverted hull fucks with the shading/normals, using gp I've found a way to have the edge lines thicker and inner lines thinner which is v tasty to me

in general I'm loving the way they're looking

now including Ganondilf

[charles-leclerc-official]

Mexico GP is looking like a strong track for Ferrari. The track layout is well suited to the car and drivers. It should yield strong results for the team*

*However in recent years the higher elevation of the track has not agreed with Ferrari's turbocharger layout. The thinner air overworks the compressor and this can lead to PU inconsistency. So it's a harder track for the Ferrari engines. Now this year the team may have made some improvements, but I suspect this will crop up again. As it's a one off problem(can also translate somewhat to Brazil) so it's a one-off problem for the team/car.

Colder temps may also not agree with the SF-24. Track temps will be cooler this weekend. Now with the upgraded and improved car with more front wing flexibility this may improve performance in colder conditions, so I am waiting to see what free practice looks like.

The car and team are still strong and the drivers should be on the podium the rest of the season. A win on this track in these conditions given specific problems observed in the past will be more difficult than in Austin, but it's not out of the question.

[mushgloomz]

a reflection

this is just some self indulgent, personal waffle - got some ptsd and shit scattered in there so pls don’t feel obliged to read; just getting some shit off my chest :)

on the 22nd of April 2024, i woke up in the morning with a pain in my left shoulder and the muscle connecting the same shoulder to my neck.

it was a weird sort of pain - sharp, not a muscle ache, almost nerve-related. i figured i had slept funny; pinched a nerve or something.

the pain persisted the entire day, uncomfortable but not debilitating. by the evening, there was a pain deep in my sternum too - this pressing, burning sensation that made me catch my breath.

i went to sleep that night.

woke up the next morning, the pain was worse. it had spread along my bottom rib on the left side of my body too - the kind of pain that makes you whine randomly throughout the day; unable to ignore it or distract yourself. my mum reckoned it was anxiety.

when i woke up the third day, the pain was gone - almost as if it hadn’t been there at all in the first place. guess i would’ve been relieved if it wasn’t for this horrific, deep-rooted sense of dread that had taken its place.

honestly, i’ve never felt anything like it. to feel physically okay, whilst experiencing what I could only describe as an increasing sense of impending doom, was disorienting at best.

i spent that day, alone in manchester, my entire family in the south of the country, calling people. i called my gp three separate times. called 4 separate chemists. i even called 111 (the UK non-emergency medical number).

anxiety.

muscle strain.

trapped nerve.

those were the only diagnoses suggested to me. they’d still my mind for all of five minutes before the dread came back. as the evening rolled around, i found that i was in pain again - centred around my left ribs and my sternum; crushing this time.

i called my mum that night, told her how I had been feeling the entire day. she was patient; did everything she knew usually calmed me down when i was overwhelmed, but to no avail.

around 11pm, she told me she had to go to sleep because she had work the next morning - i burst into tears because, and i quote, ‘i’m scared i’m going to die in my sleep’.

half-jokingly, she told me to get an uber to A&E if it was upsetting me that much. so i did.

by 11:30pm, i was being seen by a triage nurse, who took my oxygen levels, my pulse, my blood pressure, and my bloods.

my pulse was 158bpm at rest. my blood pressure was through the roof. my oxygen saturation had dropped to 87%.

i was moved to a different waiting room at midnight. 4 hours passed before a doctor saw me. she listened to my heart with a stethoscope; pressed along my ribs.

‘it’s likely a combination of muscle inflammation and anxiety. we need to wait for one more blood test result, but you can probably go home after that.’

another 3 hours passed in the waiting room. i was now the only person in there.

all of a sudden, a nurse came running down the corridor. i mean, full-blown sprinting. he looked at me, asked my name, and then said ‘follow me, i need to give you an injection’.

i was taken to a small room, told to lay on the bed and roll my tshirt up so he could get to my stomach. i asked what it was as he injected me.

blood thinners.

as soon as i was out of the side room, the doctor i had seen before also came running at me, beckoning me over and taking me into another separate room.

‘so, we’ve done a blood test called a d-dimer on you - it tests for severe inflammation in the body, more specifically, the presence of blood clots. your results are 8 times higher than the cut-off for no intervention. i’m sending you for an x-ray, and then you need to go to the ambulatory care unit so they can book you in for a scan.’

it was weird - everything sounded so serious, yet I still had no fucking clue what was going on.

after my chest x ray, i made my way to the ACU. i waited for it to open at 9am, and then was hooked up to a heparin drip in a hospital bed whilst they scheduled me for something called a V/Q scan.

i fell asleep, and was woken up at 2pm by a doctor who said my scan was ready to take place.

i walked to the unit, where they made me inhale a radioactive gas, before setting me up at the V/Q machine.

this is a VQ scanner. for 30 minutes, this giant fucking machine rotated around me no more than a few centimeters from my body. then, a nurse came and gave me an injection of a radioactive contrast dye. another 30 minutes of scanning ensued.

i went back to the ACU after my scan, back to my hospital bed, and fell asleep again.

i woke up at 5pm to a doctor patting my arm gently. she spoke quietly, real soft and gentle.

‘hi sweetheart - sorry to wake you. we’ve had your results back, and it’s shown something. do you know what a pulmonary embolism is?’

i shook my head - I’d heard of them, but didn’t really know. she explained that in the scan, my results had shown that both my left and right lungs were filled with several blood clots.

she then told me that if i had left it another 12 or so hours, my heart would have given out because of the strain. that I wouldn’t have woken up in the morning.

this was the indication of my clots. the red bits are, naturally, meant to signify blood clots. the bottom half of my left lung had been without sufficient oxygen for so long that the tissue had started to die.

this was me in the hospital bed, lowkey just shell-shocked. i had to call my family and explain everything to them. ignore how busted i looked (i was quite literally dying okay).

since that day, i’ve been told that i have damage to the valves of my heart. half of my left lung is dead and will never recover. i have intense and extensive scarring in the veins of my lungs. i was told i have medical-trauma induced fibromyalgia.

so what now?

recovery was fucking HARD. i’m still ‘recovering’, and probably will for the rest of my life. i take blood thinning tablets every single day, twice a day, to stop me from dying. my mental health crashed, and for a hot minute, i thought i regretted not just going to sleep that night.

but now, i’m doing okay - more than okay, actually.

i have spent the past year living. really, truly, grabbing life by the balls and just doing everything for me.

i still hurt. my lungs will never be the same. but things I ‘couldn’t be bothered to do’ for myself are now part of my routine - i go out by myself if people aren’t interested; i put myself out here on tumblr again and found a delicious little community of freakazoids (affectionate) to relish in pedro pascal goodness with.

i’ve made new friends - online and irl. i’ve done things i would never have dreamed of doing alone, but have always wanted to do; like going to the premiere of tlou in london, or becoming a member of the British film institute.

i’m living for me, and it feels really good.

this was me less than a week ago. a year ago, i couldn’t walk halfway up a flight of stairs without taking a break because my lungs were causing me so much pain. last week, i went to London to get my haircut by myself, looked cute as fuck whilst doing it, and even though i was breathless and tired and hurting after, i felt good.

i’m really proud of myself.

[icefang111]

Pixie - 5e player lineage

Wanted to try my hand at homebrewing a proper tiny pixie race for dnd! (Fairy just ain't my jam, not small enough) Still toying around with it, let me know what you think.

Ability Scores: Choose one of: (a) Choose any +2 (b) Choose two different +1

Creature Type: Fey

Size: Pixies generally range from 7 to 3 inches tall when fully grown. They have thin, lightweight bodies that weigh between 3 and 17 pounds. Your size is Tiny.

Speed: 30ft fly, 10ft walking

Age: Pixies mature at 30 and can live for 1000 years

Abilities under the read more

Flight. Pixies use their wings to get around, you have a flying speed faster than your walking speed. You can't use this fly speed if you're wearing heavy armor. Strong wind (20 miles per hour or higher), heavy rain, heavy snow, or hail make it impossible to fly. 

If encountered while flying, you must land or otherwise remove yourself from the hazard by the end of your turn or immediately fall. If falling would remove you from the hazard while still in the air, you can make a DC 15 Dex save to try and stop your fall.

Tiny. You can squeeze through a space with a diameter as narrow as 1 inch wide.

As a tiny creature you can pass through the spaces of creatures medium or larger as though they were difficult terrain, share their space without crowding, and even use them as cover as logic dictates.

Delicate Build.

As with all tiny creatures, your carrying capacity is halved and you can't carry bulky objects. You have disadvantage on strength checks and saving throws.

You cannot use normal weapons and armor, items sized for you are 1/8th their normal weight. However as they are resized, you suffer no penalty from heavy, special, or reach weapons as you otherwise would.

A Pixies weapon attacks with resized weapons deal damage of one dice stage lower than their normal sized counterparts (1d6 becomes 1d4, for example). Pixies have a -1 to AC when wearing armor and/or shields due to the thinner material. Magical armor negates this trait.

Glow: You give off a constant glow of magic, shedding bright light for 1ft and dim light for 3ft. This dims to 1ft of dim light while you are sleeping or otherwise unconscious.

Pixie Magic: Your pixie dust allows you to cast a number of innate spells. You know the druidcraft cantrip. Starting at 3rd level, you can cast the Faerie Fire spell with this trait. Starting at 5th level, you can cast the Sleep spell with this trait. Starting at 10th level, you can cast the Fly spell with this trait. When cast with this trait, these spells can only target a single creature. 

Once you cast a spell with this trait, you can't cast that spell again with it again until you finish a long rest. As these spells are a result of your pixie dust, they cannot be cast by other means unless you learn them separately.

Intelligence, Wisdom, or Charisma is your spellcasting ability for these spells when you cast them with this trait (choose when you select this race). 

Languages. You can speak, read, and write Common and Sylvan.

Optional rules - Collecting Pixie Dust: as most pixie dust decays after a single day, only a small amount can actually be collected. A single pixie produces enough stable dust to create 1 small bag (enough for one use per the pixie dust item) every 60 days. This dust cannot be collected if they have cast any of their leveled innate spells that day. This dust must be stored in an enchanted pouch costing at least 50 gp to keep the dust magical/stable. The dust in the pouch need not come from a single pixie, but cannot hold dust from more than 3 or the disparate magic destroys all dust in the bag.

[invisibleicewands]

Michael Sheen helps shine a spotlight on everyday heroes at Welsh Charity Awards

The Welsh Charity Awards 2024, took place Monday evening (25 November) at National Museum Cardiff, in the company of Michael Sheen – holding up a mirror to the challenges and solutions facing communities the length and breadth of Wales.

Coinciding with the first day of Welsh Charities Week, in a ceremony honouring a range of dedicated volunteers, groups and charities, the leading charity FareShare Cymru scooped the top prize, ‘Organisation of the Year’ for its innovative work in turning an environmental problem into a social solution, and successfully redistributing surplus food to over 260 community groups, providing 2.1 million meals per week to 28,295 people, saving the voluntary sector an estimated £2.6 million in Wales.

Named Fundraiser of the Year, was Beth Baldwin in partnership with Diabetes UK Cymru, who raised over £100,000 in memory of her son Peter, as part of the ‘Rewrite Peter’s Story’ Campaign, which provided vital Type 1 Diabetes resources to every GP in Wales, saving lives and driving lasting change.

Campaign

In an emotional speech during the evening, Beth said: “Next January will be 10 years since my son, Peter, died from undiagnosed Type 1 Diabetes unnecessarily.

“In the last 10 years, we’ve campaigned with the amazing support of Diabetes UK Cymru to ensure that this happens to no other family. We’ve managed to save 15 lives that we are aware of.”

Beth continued: “Nothing, nothing can bring Peter back, ever, and I have to live with that. But I can, while I’m here, make a difference; I can use my voice, I can mobilise my community, I can utilise the support of an amazing charity and you guys in the room today to make sure that the four Ts of the onset of Type 1 Diabetes are widely known. Toilet. Thirsty. Tired. Thinner.

“If ever you, or your child, displays these symptoms, in isolation or together, please see a GP as soon as you can for a blood glucose finger prick test. The majority of you will be sent away, no problem, no diabetes.

“However, time is so critical. And 24 hours earlier, we could have saved Peter’s life. And I don’t want that happening to anyone else. So, please, if you take anything away from this evening: the four Ts –Toilet. Thirsty. Tired. Thinner. Thank you so much.”

Tireless efforts

Introducing the awards, legendary Welsh actor and WCVA President, Michael Sheen, said: “The tireless efforts of the voluntary sector is something that never ceases to amaze me.

“It is a wonderful reminder of all the positive things about Wales. Here, in this room, we have individuals and groups who have made a real difference in people’s lives, in every corner of our country, and beyond.

“I cannot wait to hear more about all the phenomenal work that’s gone on over the past year […] You are changing lives every day, and Wales … and indeed the world is a better place because of you.”

On winning Organisation of the Year, Sarah Germain, Chief Executive of FareShare Cymru, said: “I’m incredibly proud of our team of staff and volunteers who go above and beyond to turn an environmental problem into a social solution.

“The award goes much further than celebrating the achievements of FareShare Cymru, but also honours the achievements of our partners, supporters, volunteers and the community groups and charities that we support with food. It recognises the huge difference that each of them makes every day, and which FareShare Cymru’s food in some way helps them to achieve.”

Empowerment

Coming to the fore as a key theme this year was women’s equality and empowerment with St Giles Cymru winning the Health and Wellbeing award for its ‘Aspiring Champions’ project, which supports vulnerable young mothers (14 to 24 years) in Rhyl.

Also honoured for their extraordinary work in female healthcare were Young Volunteer of the Year, Molly Fenton, for her ‘Love Your Period’ advocacy campaign and Most Influential Small Organisation, FTWW (Fair Treatment for the Women of Wales), for their work on the NHS Wales Women’s Health Plan.

Another outstanding woman, who picked up a prize for her impactful contribution to society was Carmen Soraya Kelly (known as Soraya), who was named Volunteer of the Year, for her work empowering disadvantaged young people in south Wales.

Diversity

In a hotly contested category, Mudiad Meithrin was named Diversity Champion for its vital work advancing equality and anti-racism in Welsh-medium early childhood services, while The Outdoor Partnership was honoured for its use of the Welsh Language, particularly in having increased Welsh-speaking outdoor activities instructors from 4% to 25%.

peaking at this year’s ceremony, at National Museum Cardiff, WCVA Chief Executive Lindsay Cordery-Bruce said: “The Welsh Charity Awards hold a mirror up to our society, reflecting both the deep challenges we face in Wales and the extraordinary solutions driven by our finalists tonight.

‘As we close the first day of Welsh Charities Week, it is fitting that we take a moment to celebrate their remarkable achievements and mark the outstanding contribution made by the voluntary sector in Wales. We are often the only lifeline available to the most vulnerable in our society and a true inspiration for all of us who are passionate about building a fairer, stronger Wales for tomorrow.”

Organised by WCVA (Wales Council for Voluntary Action), the Welsh Charity Awards is the only dedicated awards ceremony to celebrate the entire voluntary sector in Wales, recognising and celebrating the fantastic contribution charities, community groups, not-for-profits and volunteers make to Wales by highlighting and championing the positive difference we can make to each other’s lives. [...]

[mountrainiernps]

Creeks. In the summer, creeks are great little riparian areas to see water loving plants (Lewis monkeyflower, etc.) and water loving animals (American dipper to name one).

In Spring, creeks can be a bit more dangerous. One risk is that the deep snow pack builds snow bridges over the higher elevation creeks. As the snow melts, these snow bridges get thinner and thinner. Supporting less and less weight until something falls through. Please, don’t let that something be you.

While it’s great to spend these longer spring days out exploring, it’s important to know where a hidden creek may be lurking under a fragile snow bridge. Either using a paper or digital map, or GPS (make sure to have extra batteries), you can figure out where hidden creeks may be skulking and avoid these dangerous traps.

Creeks look happy, cheerful and benign in the summer but these hidden creeks can be running bank-full of just above freezing water. A fall could be a quick, freezing dip, or it could be far, far worse.

Play it safe and have a great adventure. Use your maps or GPS so you can have a wonderful time in your national park.

Which do you prefer paper maps or digital? Do you prefer a GPS over a plain map?

Park information on winter safety can be found here https://www.nps.gov/mora/planyourvisit/winter-safety.htm  Information on the 10 Essentials can be found on this website https://www.nps.gov/articles/10essentials.htm  Northwest Avalanche Center is at Home - Northwest Avalanche Center (nwac.us)

These photos are from years past and do not reflect current conditions. NPS/S. Redman photo. Waters of Paradise River cascade over rocks. June 2005. NPS photo. Looking up paved asphalt of Dead Horse Creek trail towards Mount Rainier. Dead Horse Creek waters run down over rocks beside the trail. May 2015.

[liamket]

okay finally the most waited post (of mine (maybe)) since yesterday!!! me rambling in a weird/deep way!!!!

first of all we start strong

the Wolfie thing was something that i've been wondering when will be adressed, and when i read the word "wolf" i got nuts

I felt weird here cuz Four just mentioned Time and himself??? im crackling at Leg's face "my guy you forgot someone" now thinking better abt it Legend didn't tell anyone abt the bunny thing appart of Twi and Sky, so it makes sense they not knowing he already found out

It makes sense that he didn't wanted to show his wolf form to them at the start, he can't just go "hey guys look i can turn into a wolf *cool shadow transformation* AUUUUUUUUUU-" and not freak them out.

and i find a little amusing Wind wanting a confirmation, he wants to make sure that now there's not fractures between each other's trust. They still got their secrets, yeah, but he still wanted to at least hear that theyre cool about this one

Twi almost died, and the only reason that he's still breathing is because of them, obviously he will trust them now.

my poor guy has been working so hard, being the emotional support dog in the group together with big brother duty is exhausting

still makes me laugh that nobody really made 2+2 and realised that it was a little suspicious that every time Wolfie was there Twi was patrolling. They really share the name Link huh

Wolves are beautiful but dangerous animals, they are strong and usually agressive to invasors, makes sense to hide something that makes people run away from you. You might be able to defend them, but they will only pay back with scared glances

ohhh i would really love to see this! Wild already knew Twilight, well, future Twilight. He saw the giant dog wandering around and thought "hey i know him thats the strange wolf! hey hiii buddyyy" this guy really

love them trying to explain time shenanigans. keep it up buddy. you know basic math you can do this.

the rest of them talking abt the wolf thing while here my man fighting with the gps

Wild you already established your point calm down

Something that i and a lot of people noticed: Wars seems more relaxed, the past updates he was at the verge of screaming at the void. Now here he is, bothering his brother. Happy Warriors is back!

See the only thing he needed was his emotional support scarf back

if i had a coin every time a character hide their true identity in the zelda series i would have 16 coins, which is a lot considering that i thought it would be just 5 or 6 times what the hell

oh i know that look. He has already an idea of what wars menat with that, he has already experienced the same situation

Four doesn't fully approve the use of shadow magic yet. He remembers someone that because of that lost himself in the power. What if this happends too with Twi? How will they handle that situation? His mind is already too noisy just with thinking it a little

He hopes they will not have to confront the consecuences of dark magic's abuse

i remember that someone said Wolfie looks weaker, and honestly i agree

im not sure if this is the case, but if it is i wouldn't be surprised. He looks thinner, his fur more tangled and less flat

Still fluffy boy, tho

AND NOW. the panels that made me laugh for some weird reason/i liked a lot without any comments of why

art at its peak as always

(art credits goes towards @linkeduniverse as always!)

[annie-a-lou]

i have so much love for evan buckley in my heart that i don't know what to do with it.

he would argue with a police sergeant advocating for a newborn baby and he would want to see it through to know that baby is ok. he would save people in a tsunami while being injured and on blood thinners. he would search for his friend's kid for hours. he would risk his life to save a fiancé of his exgirlfriend who ghosted him without the explanation. he would fight heaven and hell and athena grant to find his sister. he would fly to another state to support his girlfriend. he would help a fellow retired firefighter to reconnect with the love of his life and then give him a proper send off. he would come up with the plan to help eddie get chris the help he needs. he would spend hours searching for his girlfriend’s missing mother. he would want to give some dignity in death to the guy that used him to catfish women. he would quit SEALS because not feeling emotions is alien and foreign and repugnant to him. he would be your sperm donor even if it hurts him. he would drink disgusting smoothies and edge himself to give you the best chance. he would trap himself in a fire maze to save the last plant worker. he would risk his life climbing the ladder with the sniper on the loose because he loves his family and couldnt bear the thought of them getting hurt.

he is a quick thinker: he would hose down the robbers, use smoke machine to calm the bees or spray his best friend with perfume.

he would draw a pink/yellow heart with the smile, he would call the toy cow moo-moo. he would say things like “im confused can you start over ”, “we beat the bees�� “did i pass” “bad juju”. also one time he got math superpowers. he would google steps to the confession and make the most awkward cross. he would sit on the floor in the middle of the station playing with the dog. he would cry while watching soldiers reunite with their kids.

he would get exited about the world, he knows about meteors and bees and maggots and worms and he is so genuinely happy to see them that his smile could power up entire planet. he knows the origin of chocolate and how glass is made.

he would always apologize and give you a second and third chance because his love is genuine and earnest. he would put the blame on himself and he is scared that he is the reason for his friend's problems. he would still love you and care about you even after you dump him or ghost him or neglect him his whole childhood.

he would say no to a date with a hot woman because he wants to be better. he makes “upgrades”, he learns and grows.

he would give himself boils because he would be stressed that he offended the mummy of the cowboy. he would give said cowboy eulogy dressed in a suit because people are what make life worth living. he would be in his posse because he feels empathy for him and doesn’t want him to be alone even in the afterlife. he would want to move out because his failed date lives next door. he would say things like "so im gross" and "my boyfriend wouldn’t even kiss me". he would go overboard with babyproofing the house.

he would cause flour shortages in la because the enormity of the way he feels is infinite.

he would steal a fire truck to hook up with the girl and have sex with his ex on bare mattress. the thought of abstinence for one year is alien to him. he loves sex, he enjoys sex, and is not shy about it. he has a ring cutter and calls his boyfriend a beast and he is bisexual.

his heart bleeds in a million different ways but he still loves and hopes and cares, he doesn’t hold grudges or makes it harden him.

he loves taking care of people, he would make his sister the only thing he knows how to cook. he would let his coworkers live with him in a 1x1 apartment. he would give his girlfriend gps bracelet because he wants her to be safe. he would move in with you to take care of you while you grieve your mother. he would give you big ass bouquet and a balloon ride. he would give up his loft and sublease your house.

he would do the maneuver, rappel down the buildings, and descend down the rope while stuff explodes behind him. he would jump down of the elevator with a civilian in his hands or shut down the freeway with only two flares. he would pull you under the truck with the sniper firing shots.

he would wear pink cardigans, blue sweaters, velvet and red and orange and cyan and turquoise and green.

he would cook lasagna and chilli and do baked alaska and loafs the same way he loves, putting all of his feeling into it.

he sometimes acts like an anoying little brother but he gives the best advice to those who need it.

he wants to be at ease, know the secret to happiness and find the kind of love that thomas/mitchel had.

he wants to be something and he would spend years on the road trying to find himself and try every job while doing it.

he is also 6’2, 200lb beefy man.

[intersex-support]

Hello! I have a question: Would it be okay for me to describe myself as questioning intersex if I suspect I may have an intersex condition but haven't been able to see anyone about it?

I was assigned female at birth, but I've experienced a lot of anomalies since I began puberty, such as very inconsistent periods (around 2-3 a year, which are always very short), proper visible hair above my lips (along with beard hair, but it's a lot thinner and much harder to notice), and external body changes such as widening hips never occurred. A lot of "female" clothes don't fit correctly, and I've always had much better luck with anything from the men's department. I can't wear a dress without constantly getting misgendered, and misgendering is something I've dealt with all my life honestly (much worse when I was still in school, but I still encounter it).

I've never known what could cause it, although I'm aware I have some medical history when I was an infant (although I don't really know what for). This is something I've wanted to find out more about, but my (cishet male) doctor has never taken me seriously, dismissing all my concerns. I'm hopefully moving GPs soon, but the waiting list there is long and I don't know when I'll see someone considering it's not urgent. So, is it okay for me to describe myself as questioning intersex and interact with the community in the meanwhile?

Hi anon!

This is just my personal opinion--other intersex people might disagree and are allowed to disagree.

I personally think it's okay for people who are questioning being intersex to say that they're questioning intersex/suspecting being intersex /on the intersex diagnosis journey etc etc etc. However, I do think that people who are questioning intersex should be sure that they are being considerate in intersex community spaces, being honest and not misrepresenting themself, and being careful not to talk over people or overstep boundaries.

I think it's really important to there to be places that people who are questioning intersex to find accurate information, and to get support on navigating a very complicated and biased medical system. And in truth, there is just so few information and resources out there that if questioning intersex people want that type of advice, information, and support, of course they're going to come to intersex community spaces and look there! And I feel pretty strongly that part of intersex justice is figuring out ways to get medical power into the hands of intersex people--part of that comes from giving our communities the tools they need to discover that they might be intersex. So that's why I think it's important for there to be spaces welcoming of intersex people, and why I think it's okay for people to express that they're questioning.

That being said, I also understand why there are other intersex people who don't always want every space to be one that's completely open. I think it's important for questioning people not to speak over other intersex people, not to position themself as an authority in subjects that they're just starting to learn about, not overtake all conversations to be about questioning or the diagnosis process, and not overstep peoples specific boundaries in terms of joining specific groups, such as ones that are specifically for people who've survived IGM if they haven't experienced that. (all real examples of things i've seen.) In general, I think most intersex people will be really welcoming to questioning people as long as you're just honest about what you're experiences and show up as your authentic self, rather than trying to mislead people or represent something that isn't true about your experience.

So long story short, I think it's totally okay as long as you're considerate when interacting in intersex spaces! Feel free to check out more of the resources on this page for information to help you on your questioning process, and good luck!