#manubriums

[chaos-and-garlic-bread]

i love human anatomy class because all our papers look like the teacher is just really opinionated

[torusdove]

Med-student!Satoru who comes home late after spending the entire day cramming for his upcoming exam.

Don't get me wrong; he is insanely smart, and he doesn't need a lot of time to progress and understand the given material. He does, however, want to get to the bottom of things, understanding them beyond whatever the professor had taught them.

He took pleasure into understanding and getting down to a t about the different concepts. It's no surprise that he loves the complexity of neurology, neoplasia and the immune system.

However, something as simple as anatomy has had his heart ever since the beginning of his degree. Especially because it was something he could share with you.

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"Nd this," he had whispered out, index finger softly pushing down on the little slope that was right between your collarbones, "this is what we call the manubrium. It's the first part of your sternum."

Satoru had learnt this in his first year, remembering the very few classes he had gotten about anatomy in the first quarter. How he had practiced on Suguru's chest to find the manubriosternal joint.

Now, he was trying to find it on you.

His finger trailed a little more downwards, just above the cleavage of your breasts, "then there is a thin line in between the first part, the manubrium, and the middle part, which we call the corpus of the sternum."

This wasn't the first time Satoru had laid in your sheets, hand resting in the palm of his hand, which he held up by leaning on his elbow in bed, half his body turned to you. You had loved it from the very first time he had started doing it. It felt intimate, and yet so meaningful.

Satoru chose your body to describe something he had an interest in, something he wanted to pursue a career in. He explained it in simple terms, making sure you could always follow along and understand what he was saying or illustrating.

"The thin line is known as the manubriosternal joint, an identification mark for doctors to find the second costa, which is latin for rib, as it is immediately attached to the manubriosternal joint." You could feel how his finger would move a little more tot the right, in search of your second rib. Once he could feel the bone underneath his fingertip, he smiled softly before going back to the very middle, trailing downwards in between your breasts.

When it fell right underneath your costal arch, you felt your breath hitch in your throat, eying his face, only to find his eyes completely focused on his fingertip, "The xiphoid process is the last part of your sternum, divided from the corpus by the xiphisternal joint."

You knew exactly what would happen next, already opening your arms widely to let him settle his head on top of your chest, right on the apex of your heart.

"To listen to your heartbeat," he had admitted once, after a very long day at his univeristy.

So, without keeping him up any longer to make sure he'd be rested for tomorrow, you had placed your lips against his temple, murmuring his favourite sentence against his soft skin, "I love you, 'toru."

[cursedcatchild]

So I heard mermay is a thing. Here is my just in time contribution.

Also I might or might not planning to make this into an AU with possibly a comic. ( After my mini Leo series)

Lore for the AU is below the cut. 

The story is still vague but it’s something like this: Splinter gets some illness and Draxum tells the turtles that the only thing that can heal him is a mermaid’s pearl, which is grows on their chest (specifically around the manubrium sterni) and they are religiously protective about is even thought it regrows under 3 weeks. The boys go try to ask the mermaids, but the fishy ladies get angry at them and chase them away. While on the run, Leo turns around and snatches a pearl. He gets caught tho and cursed to turn into a mermaid or well merturtle.

Then he does the only rational thing to do when you screw something up. Try to run away and never be seen by your brothers unless you fix the situation. Except, he has some seriously persistent brothers who will find him.

Good news is, now Leo can grow the pearl needed to cure Splinter himself. Bad news, who’s gonna cure Leo?

[bethanythebogwitch]

Wet Beast Wednesday: box jellyfish

Jellyfish are curious things, but some are curiouser than others. Most jellyfish are members of the class Scyphozoa, which is a very diverse clade with plenty of jellies to choose from. But then there are the Cubozoa, a separate class of jellyfish that have a lot of interesting and unique features, such as being some of the most venomous animals in the world. Try not to get stung.

(Image: a box jellyfish. It is a mostly translucent jellyfish with a box-shaped bell. From the corners of the bell hand four tentacles that are a striped white and orange. End ID)

Like the Scyphozoa, the approximately 50 known species of box jellyfish have a body plan consisting of a bell and trailing tentacles. While the Scyphozoa have round bells, box jellyfish have cuboid bells, which give them their name. At each lower corner of the bell is a stalk that leads into one or more tentacles. The interior of the bell is divided into four regions by structures called septa. In each region is a gastric pocket that helps direct food into the central stomach and has structures that help water flow into and out of the animal. Each septa is lined with digestive filaments and two of the jellyfish's eight gonads. In the center of the bell is a flexible, trunk-like appendage called the manubrium which contains the mouth and stomach. When thebox jellyfish eats, it draws prey into the one of the septa where the digestive filaments begin digestion. The manubrium then maneuvers the mouth over to the prey and eats it. Prey is captured with the tentacles, which are lined with stinging cells called cnidocytes which contain structures called nematocysts that inject venom into prey and threats. The tentacles then help move the food into the bell. While Scyphozoa come in a variety of colors, box jellyfish are almost always translucent.

(Image: a box jellyfish, this one having a squatter bell and multiple tentacles at each corner. The manubrium is visible through the bell as a curving, trunk-like structure. End ID)

Box jellyfish have a developed nervous system consisting of two portions: the nerve ring and the rhopalia. The ring nerve stretches around the base of the bell and controls how it moves. The rhopalia is a system of nerves that controls sensory structures. In particular, it controls a sense of gravity and the eyes. While some Scyphozoa have simple light-sensing eyes, the box jellyfish have true eyes with retinas, corneas, and lenses. Like the bell, the rhopalium is divided int four segments. Each segment has two true eyes as well as two simple pit eyes for detecting light levels and two simple slit eyes that likely detect movement. The true eyes can be oriented in different directions and they always appear to keep one pair pointing up. Thanks to their good eyesight and the shape of the bell allowing for rapid bursts of speed, the box jellyfish can actively hunt its prey instead of just drifting and waiting for food to come to them. What's more impressive is their ability to actively navigate their environment and learn to avoid certain threats. It was long thought that animals without brains would not be able to truly learn, but multiple types of cnidarians have shown learning behavior, with the box jellyfish seeming to be the most advanced.

(Image: a scientific diagram showing pictures of a box jellyfish eye and a drawing of its anatomy. End ID. Source)

Box jellyfish reproduce every year and are semelparous, meaning they only mate once before dying. However, there is some inconclusive evidence that the species Chiropsalmus quadrumanus may be able to mate multiple times. Reproduction can be both internal and external depending on species. In external reproduction, the male and female release gametes into the water. In internal reproduction, the pair will maneuver themselves so the openings of their bells face each other and the male will pass a packet of sperm to the female. In these species, the female retains the eggs internally until they hatch. The juveniles hatch as a type of swimming larva called a planua. The planua will eventually settle and become fixed to a hard surface, metamorphosing into a polyp. The polyp is a non-swimming stage found in all members of the clade Medusuzoa, of which the box jellyfish are a member. Polyps will grow for months to years and during this period, they can reproduce asexually by budding off clones of themselves. Eventually, the polyps will metamorphose into the adult medusa stage

(Image: photos of a box jellyfish at different stages of its life cycle. It starts as a bean-shaped planula, progresses to a worm-like creeping polyp, then to an anemone-like sedentary polyp, then to a newly released medusa, which looks like a tentacle-less box jellyfish. The medusa them matures to a small juvenile and finally a mature adult. end ID)

Box jellyfish are found worldwide in tropical waters, though most known species are from the Indo-Pacific. It is likely that many species ave been overlooked as their transparency and frequently small size makes it easy to miss them. New studies using e-DNA, DNA that is shed and collected through the environment, may help identify nee species and populations. Box jellyfish are known to most people as being some of the most venomous animals in the world, but only a few species are dangerous to humans. The species Chironex fleckeri is the most dangerous to humans. Its venom causes extreme pain and can lead to death within 2-5 minutes if enough venom enters the system. C. fleckeri has caused over 60 recorded deaths in Australia (because where else would it live?) and while there is now an antidote to the venom, getting it to the victim fast enough can be challenging. A singe C. fleckeri is often said to carry enough venom to kill 60 people. Most reported cases of stings have not ended in death as not enough venom was introduced to the system. Also from Australia (of course) are the Irukandji, a group of about 16 similar box jellyfish that can also be lethal, but while C. fleckeri at least has the decency to be big, the Irukandji jellyfish are all tiny. Their venom causes a reaction called Irukandji syndrome that is delayed for up to 2 hours after the sting and can lead to cardiac arrest if not treated. Jellyfish nets are common sights on Australian beaches. They enclose parts of the water with nets that have mesh small enough to keep most jellyfish out. Application of vinegar to the sting is the current recommended treatment and many beaches in Australia are required to stock it, though some research has indicated that vinegar may actually make the sting worse.

(Gif: footage of the rare spotted box jellyfish. It has a large bell with stripes and rings on it and the tentacles are thick and reddish. It is swimming, showing off the movement of the bell in how it propels itself. End ID)

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Word List: Man / Woman

"beautiful" words with "man"/"woman" to try to include in your poem/story

Countrywoman - a woman who is a compatriot

Emanation - the origination of the world by a series of hierarchically descending radiations from the Godhead through intermediate stages to matter

Kinswoman - a female relative

Manche - a heraldic charge consisting of a sleeve with a long pendent lap worn in the 12th, 13th, and 14th centuries

Mandibulate - (of an animal or insect) having a mouth in two parts used for biting food

Mangel - a large coarse yellow- to reddish-orange beet grown chiefly as food for cattle

Manifold - many times; a great deal

Manitou - a supernatural force that according to an Algonquian conception pervades the natural world

Mannerly - showing good manners

Mannitol - a slightly sweet crystalline alcohol C6H14O6 found in many plants and used especially as a diuretic and in testing kidney function

Manqué - short of or frustrated in the fulfillment of one's aspirations or talents—used postpositively

Manticore - a legendary animal with the head of a man, the body of a lion, and the tail of a dragon or scorpion

Mantilla - a short light cape or cloak

Mantua - a usually loose-fitting gown worn especially in the 17th and 18th centuries

Manubrium - an anatomical process or part shaped like a handle

Manzanita - any of various western North American evergreen shrubs (genus Arctostaphylos) of the heath family with alternate leaves

Reman - to man again or anew

Seedsman - a person who sows seeds

Woman-about-town - a worldly and socially active woman

Womanfolk - the women of a group (as a family or community)

Womanhead - archaic: womanhood

Womanhood - the state of being a woman

Womanish - associated with or characteristic of women rather than men

Womanity - the nature of women; normal womanhood; womanliness

Womankind - female human beings; women especially as distinguished from men

Womanlike - womanly; in the manner of a woman

Womanliness - the quality or state of being womanly (as in having qualities such as beauty or gentleness that are traditionally associated with a woman)

Womanness - womanliness

Woman of letters - a woman who is a scholar; or an author

Woman's-tongue tree - lebbek i.e., an Old World tropical leguminous tree (Albizzia lebbeck) that has large leaves with 4 to 8 pinnae and 10 to 18 oblong or obovate nearly sessile leaflets and greenish yellow flowers in globose axillary heads followed by long lustrous seed pods which clatter in the wind, that is widely planted in warm regions as a shade and ornamental tree, and that yields a valuable mottled coarse-grained wood somewhat resembling mahogany

If any of these words inspire your writing, do tag me or send me a link. I'd love to read your work!

More: Word Lists ⚜ Girl / Boy

[maybeyoullfindthissomeday]

Sternocleidomastoid

I crave the muscle rising   from her medial clavicle     and the manubrium       of her sternum         as it inserts into           the mastoid obtruding            from the temporal              bone of her skull. I starve to suck there,   bursting the tiny vessels     of crimson under the surface       of her milky skin         and leaving bruises,           the signature             of my blood-clotting               yet ardent lips. I yearn for the shock    of oral unrestraint     to send missives       through the nerves         of her cervical plexus           and affect her in such a way             to liberate               moans of pleasure. I desire them   as an invitation     to leave my mark,       to inform the world         that she is mine           before she brands my neck             in a similar fashion               as a warning to alert... that I am hers.

[altaring]

Press your fingers on the top of your sternum, the manubrium, pull it down taught and look up. Point your chin up up up. Then look slightly to your right a bit and your left. Stretching out all of the phone posture

[skeletonspiced]

Last doodle for the night. You know, I wish I let myself go all out on batim obsession earlier bc I would've so doodled alice all over my anatomy notes lol. Hearts and rib cages are my favorite things anatomy related I like to draw idk it's just fun. Did you know that your sternum is made up of 3 parts? Top is called the manubrium, middle is the body, and the tiny part at the bottom is called the xiphoid process! Your rib cage also gas different parts! The ribs connected to your sternum are your "true ribs," the ones not connected to the sternum, but connect together are your "false ribs," and the ones at the very bottom that do not connect to your sternum are called "floating ribs." Pretty neat right! Now I can't remember how many ribs people have for the life of me but I'm going to say around 22.

I'll shut up now lol I just think the anatomy and physiology of the human body is fascinating

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

(from wikipedia) The Malleus is a bone situated in the middle ear. It is the first of the three ossicles, and attached to the tympanic membrane. The head of the Malleus is the large protruding section, which attaches to the incus. The head connects to the neck of Malleus. The bone continues as the handle (or manubrium) of Malleus, which connects to the tympanic membrane. Between the neck and handle of the Malleus, lateral and anterior processes emerge from the bone. The bone is oriented so that

Omg, malleus (hammer)-sama real? 😱

This interaction is vaguely inspired by a really romantically charged wall slamming scene in a K-drama I’ve recently been watching—

Like Fire, Hellfire.

You ran a finger along the next line of the anatomy and physiology textbook in your hands, reciting the words aloud. The chapter was on hearing and the various components of the human ear. You stressed malleus loudly each time the bone came up, grinning madly all the while.

Beside you, Rollo paused in rifling through the bookshelf and shot you a sideways stink eye. He had come the school archives in search of knowledge, not annoyance—yet here you were, acutely aware of how to get under his skin, and doing an excellent job of it.

What an irksome individual.

Handkerchief to his face, Rollo snidely asked, “… Are you quite finished?”

“No, never,” you gasped, innocently batting your lashes at him. (Rollo’s left eye twitched.) “A good student is always on a quest for new wisdom, so I have to study up on the malleus while I still can.”

“At least read it to yourself quietly; this is a library, not a concert grounds. You are so rudely disrupting the concentration of your peers.”

Namely, myself.

He didn’t want to confess it—certainly not out loud—but you had been distracting him ever since you first stepped into the room. Rollo had stole several suspicious looks at you since, glances he justified to himself with, What must they be up to now?

Your goofy grin, your earnest and open heart. They all put him on edge, set the beat to his heart at a rapid, uneasy hammer.

A minion of evil, come to ensnare him into committing vices.

Rollo took a sharp breath to calm himself.

“They can learn about the malleus too,” you said, flipping to the next page. “I’m a free educational audiobook.”

“Then pick something else to blather on about,” Rollo insisted sharply.

“What, do you have something against the malleus?“

His face heated with fury, eyes flashing dangerously. If I hear that man’s name on your lips one more time, my head is going to explode.

“Just tell me your true feelings then,” you urged with a pout. “Tell me how you feel about the mal…”

He moved before you had even registered it. His hand was on your book, shunted shut with a CLAP!! You squeaked, leaping desperately for it—but a tall shadow had fallen into your path.

SLAM!!

A fist came down hard beside you, walling you in between a livid Rollo Flamme and the bookcase to your back. He glared down at you, face twisting with disdain. Gone was his neutral expression, replaced with cruel eyes and a cold, creased scowl.

You gulped, suddenly feeling like a mouse caught in a trap.

“You would do well to listen and be obedient,” he hissed darkly. “Do not speak his name, for you will summon him like the demon he is.”

The only name you should be speaking is…

He banished the blasphemous line from his head. Cursed it, damned it to hell.

Rollo tore the book from your hold and abruptly stepped away. He still hummed with warmth—an exhilarating blend of rage, envy, and, most disgusting of all, desire. Hot, burning, hungry.

He hurriedly stamped it out as though it were an item unintentionally set ablaze. Stuffed it in an ash pile, along with everything else burnt away to black. Happiness, hope.

Love.

“… I will be returning this to its rightful place,” he spat out. “While I am gone, you should reflect on your actions and repent.”

Rollo didn’t wait for a response—he was already gone before you could reach for him.

A hand of acceptance, rejected before it had even been offered.

[karmasreal]

Taking anatomy and physiology and enjoying the locked tomb is so much fun. ☝️🤓 uhm actually your fanart of harrowhark is inaccurate you see you have forgotten to drawn the manubrium at the top of the sternum

[apothecaryau]

Apothecary AU - Nightmare, Killer, & Horror A Lil Dip: Draft

Working on some more mini comic story ideas. I'm mentioning this because this mini comic story draft, has a possible mystery idea that I might be having Nightmare solve in the main story. So I don't know if I'll be keeping this mystery/problem or not. Though you all also get a lil peek at the possible mystery that I'm thinking of having Nightmare solve that'll make him go from a servant to being ranked up to poison taste tester/apothecary ^.^ .

Since these mini stories are just ideas, not all of them maybe used for the final version of the AU. So think of some of these mini story ideas as semi canon. At least until I say something in the future.

Like with this mini story draft, I do like some of the ideas that came to mind while typing it up, but I might change something or just completely scrap a small part of it.

Anyways onto the mini comic story draft! Enjoy!

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Nightmare thought as he walked into the bath house. Taking a breath and sighing slightly. Bringing a hand up and lightly rubbing the bone under the thick metal collar around his neck. The heavy metal always put a lot of strain on the top of his sternum, not to mention all the weight his manubrium, clavide, and manubrium carries throughout the day. So much weight pressing down on the bones around his neck and upper rib cage throughout the day. Don’t even get him started with how the weight shifts and changes throughout the day. Pulling, shifting, and pressing up on everything in so many different ways.

It’s so very uncomfortable. Though he doesn’t complain. After all he’s been dealing with this for so long now. No use in complaining over something that he has no control over… Glancing at the basket he worked on undressing himself. There was really only a few times when he even has a moment of relief. Though that is few and far between these rare moments of freedom from the uncomfortable pain. At least the hot water of the springs while making the metal feel heaver and weighing him down in the water, the warmth helps take some of the pain away. Even if only for a short while.

Placing his clothing into the basket. He placed a lid on top and tied his bow to it. Humming as he wrapped a towel around his waist and went past the hanging fabric that acted like a door. Humming as he felt the warm hot spring steam hit his body. Smiling a little as he walked around. Placing his towel on a rock as he went down the carefully carved walk way. The water going up to his waist. Humming to himself at the warmth and waded through the water till he got into a little corner that he likes. Shifting his weight as he sat in a little carved seat behind some rocks, next to the little water fall in the back.

“Aaaah… such a nice way to relax after a long day.” He hummed to himself. Sinking a little more into the water till only his nose and sockets was above. Making little bubbles as he breathed out his mouth. He has found that this little part of the carved rocks has little little nooks that have been carved away by the water itself. While it isn’t much, if he sits just right after sinking down, he can get the back part of the restraints to be hooked and have some of the weight taken off of his body. He hummed to himself and smiled happily.

As he let his body relax he thought about everything going on in the empire walls. Thinking about his task about something strange that was happening within the empire walls. Apparently one of Emperor Gash’s concubine is sick. Showing signs of poisoning and he’s been tasked with finding out the source of poisoning along with whoever is the one that’s poisoned. So far he’s tested every food and drink before the concubine had anything touch her lips. The human concubine Akira is still getting sicker and sicker.

Even with him making each of her means by his own hands, she is still getting worse. As of right now he is… stumped. What could be making her sick and not get any better? He sighed in frustration. Making more bubbles as he rested. Closing his sockets a little. What is the cause? What source is the poison coming from? Maybe he should ask Emperor Gash if it would be alright to spend a day in his ladies room. See if there is any unknown sources of poison that she could be unknowingly coming into contact with? There are many common everyday items that can be quite poisonous under the correct conditions.

He blinked and opened his sockets. “Hm…” Sitting up a little and yawning. He realized that he accidentally fell asleep. “Oh I fell asleep… hmmmm… I don’t want to get out yet…” He grumbled to himself. After all he was not only comfortable, but the warm water was numbing a lot of his pain. Getting out of the water and heading to bed for the day just means that the pain will come back. And he’d rather delay that for as long as he possible could… “Mmm… Hm?” He peeked from around the rock to the entrance as he heard talking.

“Oh guess I should really get out then.” He blinked in surprise as the fabric moved and Killer and Horror both walked in. “Or not!” He muttered under his breath and quickly moved back. “What horrible timing!” He muttered to himself as he brought his mouth under the water.

Killer laughed a little at Horror. Blinking when he saw the towel resting on the rock. “Heh… think someone decided to go walking about without a towel when they left?” He raised a brow while holding Arch close. Arch cooed and happily squealed out of joy at the warm water.

Horror hummed as he held Mo close. Raising a brow at the other as he looked at the towel. Also holding onto a small rag to clean their backs with. “Or maybe… in rush?” He suggested while walking around and taking his own towel off. Getting into the water while holding Mo close. Mo happily babbling at them while flapping his arms.

The two concubine grin at one another as they took their seats in the water. Holding onto their children as they happily talked. Mo and Arch both splashing the water while Horror worked on trying to clean the two off.

Arch giggled happily as they wiggled around in Killer’s arms. Wanting to get free. “No Arch you aren’t going for a swim in the hot spring water.” Killer chuckled happily while bouncing the baby bones.

Arch and Mo cooed at each other. Both smiling happily at one another and started splashing again. Then they looked to the side. Arch blinked and cooed. “… Ni!” They happily cheered. “Ni-Ni!” Mo basically chanted.

Horror blinked a little. “… since when… were you learning… to talk?” He raised a brow with a small smile. Then blinked in confusion. “Wait… Ni?” He tilted his head slightly.

“Ni… What are you two calling for?” Killer raised a brow. He knows that he’s been teaching Mo and Arch to talk. After all their old enough to start learning.

Nightmare made a quiet sound as he staid in place. ‘Oh geeze… Please don’t find me. I don’t wish to get in trouble for bathing in the same hot spring as the concubines!’ He panicked mentally.

Arch giggled happily and reached over towards the falling water. “Ni! Ni!” They happily cheered.

Horror raised a brow and looked at the little waterfall. Thinking as he carefully stood up and slowly walked over to the large rock that was there. Peering over the top and blinking in surprise when he noticed Nightmare’s skull peeking out of the water. His sockets tightly closed. ‘Did he fall asleep in the water earlier?’ He couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “Um… Nightmare? You awake?” He raised a brow and watched the monster jump in surprise.

Killer raised a brow and looked over. “Wait the apothecary is here?” He was surprised. He looked up at the hanging towel. “Well… I guess that would explain the towel. I mean they are working pretty hard to heal Gash’s concubine.” He pointed out. Thinking for a moment. “Guess he fell asleep after trying to find the source to Concubine Akira’s sickness.

Nightmare slowly looked up at Horror. His skull turning a bright cyan from embarrassment. Slowly sinking more into the water. “Um… H-Hi…” He nervously waved up at him.

Horror blinked and started laughing. “Care to… join us?” He raised a brow while holding a hand out to Nightmare.

Nightmare stared at Horror’s hand for a moment. “Um… Okay. I hope I’m in not too much trouble.” He nervously took Horror’s hand. The large skeleton helping Nightmare stand. The goo covered skeleton made a sound as he got up. “Oh geeze how long have I been napping?!” He shivered at the sudden weight shift on his body. Bringing a hand up and started rubbing the area under the metal collar again. “Oooow…” He grumbled in pain.

Killer thought and watched Nightmare. Horror brought Nightmare over to them. They sat down near Killer and Arch. “You alright?” He raised a brow at Nightmare. Looking at the metal on his body.

“Yes I am fine. I had just sadly been laying down in such a way that these restraints weren’t putting any weight on me for so long that… the sudden reapplication of the weight is making my bones scream.” Nightmare sighed as he sat down. Glancing at Arch. “Hello Arch.” He poked the little baby bones cheek.

Arch pouted and splashed Nightmare. “AAAA!” They screamed at the poking. Nightmare couldn’t help but laugh a little.

Killer laughed at them. “Want me to clean your back?” He raised a brow.

Nightmare thought. “… If you wish.” He blinked a little.

Horror looked at Nightmare. “You look… so tired.” He pointed out. Sitting next to Nightmare and handed Killer the hand towel.

Nightmare sighed a little. “Yes… I’m just very tired. Trying to find the source of concubine Akira’s poisoning is not easy. Food is not the cause, I’ve been preparing all her meals to take out and possibility of someone else poisoning her food, their clothes have been constantly searched for any hidden poisoned needles none have ever been found.” He rubbed his socket a little. “I am having a hard time finding the cause… I’m hoping to ask Emperor Gash if I could stay in concubine Akira’s room for a day to search it from top to bottom.” He sighed a little.

Horror nodded as he listened. “Yes… Akira’s poisoning… is large mystery.” He leaned back. He hummed slightly. “Lets see… Maybe a plant?” He suggested.

Killer thought as he started scrubbing Nightmare’s back. Or at least scrubbing what he could reach with those annoying restraints in his way. “I mean it’s possible. I know that there are some woods when burned can release poison into the air. Maybe someones cooking some wood that releases that poison? It is turning into the colder time of the year. But if that were the case then wouldn’t concubine Akira’s ladies in waiting also be poisoned?” He raised a brow.

Nightmare hummed in agreement. Thinking about it themselves. If it was any wood that they were burning, that was releasing the poison, then concubine Akira wouldn’t be the only one that be feeling the effects of the poisoning. The ladies in waiting, and anyone that has visited near her chambers would’ve been smelling the smoke and feeling the effects. “Almost everything has the possibility of containing something poisonous in it. Anything can be poisonous in the wrong amounts… especially if there is item that is unknowingly poisoning her. Like that white face powder your ladies in waiting wore when Arch and Mo were born.” He sighed a little.

Killer made a sound at that memory. Frowning a little as he tried to think of something else. Blinking a little as he handed Arch to Nightmare. “Here. Hold onto Arch.”

Nightmare blinked as he held onto Arch. “Oh hello there Arch.” He hummed a little. Bouncing the little skeleton and smiled slightly.

Arch laughed happily. “NI!” He loudly cheered. Wiggling their legs in excitement. They clapped their hands and happily kept wiggling around.

Mo giggled and happily laughed at them. Flapping his arms in excitement.

Nightmare nodded a little. “You both have a lot of energy… You two will be causing a lot of chaos once you learn to walk.” He grinned a little. “You’ll be running around making messes, getting into things you aren’t suppose to be, and don’t even get me started on all the stuff you’ll be trying to shove into your mouths.” He grinned at them. “I’m gonna have to teach you what things you shouldn’t be putting in your mouths so you don’t poison yourselves.”

Horror made a face at Nightmare. Then thought about what he said. “Hmm… Is there… something that one can… ingest… that could… poison someone after a… long time?” He raised a brow.

Nightmare blinked. “Well... Yes there are quite a good number of items that have the possibility of doing that. Kinda like some types of parasites. Some species of parasites can linger in the body for years before ever hatching and finally making one sick.” He thought more about it. “Hmmm… But some of the items that I can think of… she’s missing some symptoms that is associated with those types of poisoning… then again… it is possible that she just merely isn’t showing those symptoms.”

Nightmare smiled a little as he started to play with Mo and Arch. Happily keeping them distracted.

Killer thought about it for a moment. “… Oh! Hey Nightmare… Can a miscarriage cause sickness?” He looked at the apothecary. Placing the hand towel down to the side.

Horror glared at Killer for that question. That is something they are suppose to keep quiet about.

Nightmare quickly looked back at Killer. "What did you just say?" His voice low and socket wide in surprise.

[typingdyslexiaisathing]

Pact Marks (Obey Me!) fanfiction

content: The brothers find out their beloved pact human changed where her pact marks are located. Established relationships. Mention of past trauma. Mention of past abuse. Romance and casual relationships.

I knew they weren't going to be happy over this. But it felt right. It felt like I had more control over myself and what happened to me here in the Devildom. After all this time being here, I wanted to make a more permanent stance on who I choose to be and what kinds of relationships I had made up to now. So I walked through the doors of the House of Lamentation to smile at my found family. All seven demons there and waiting for me to look very worried. Well. Lucifer looked more pissed off than worried. But I expected that as I walked on in to give Beelzebub a big hug. That hug back a good squeeze that left all my fears floating away for me to sigh into that broad chest.

Asmodeus got in on the hug of squish from behind me to hum and look very pleased. But I did speak up after a moment. "I'm fine. Solomon taught me a specific thing I've been hounding him over for months at this point. So it took a while for him to actually teach it to me instead of hedge and dodge." Satan smiled to note, "Much like he always does when he doesn't want to do something. No wonder you were gone so long. But what was this specific thing?" I let go of Beelzebub to then look to where Mammon and Leviathan were hovering with those frowns. So I reached up to ruffle Mammon's hair as I always did. Then I took Leviathan's hand to lace our fingers together and hold firm. Making him blush a deep red as I tugged him closer to me. Showing him my favor and my approval.

I took a few deep breaths before I herded the family into the living room and into chairs. The twins on the couch for only Leviathan to be left standing with me. Turning to face him as if he was the only one in the entire room. Something the others were getting used to. My special way of showing Leviathan he was favored and valued. My words calm and hinting at deeper meaning. "After I did a lot of thinking and praying, I made a choice. Solomon helped me relocate all my pact marks into places I chose." All the demons went so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Leviathan going bug eyed for me to take his other hand in mine and smile at him. "They were down my back in order of title. Something that always bothered me. So instead, I moved them to places that mean something."

Lucifer got back up to make his way over to me the exact same time Mammon vaulted up and all but whirled me around to face him. His gaze full of so many emotions as he shouted, "What do yah mean you moved our marks?! Where'd you move mine?!" I chuckled at him to pull down the collar of my shirt. Where his mark was seared over my manubrium bone in a golden metallic shimmer. Making Leviathan and Mammon's jaws drop as Lucifer took notice to smile a little. His approval plain to see as Leviathan let go of my hand to rub at his face a bit. With Lucifer taking my now free right hand to slip my sleeve down and away from my wrist. Where his mark blazed in deep crimson hues of metallic brilliance. Which Leviathan caught sight of to tilt my other hand in his to lift up my other sleeve. More pact marks revealed as Mammon got his smile back. "Wow. You added some flare to them with that metal sheen. Very you, really."

Lucifer nodded to then tilt my right hand to look over the back and not look at all surprised. Since there was a soft lilac sparkle there for Asmo's pact mark to look more like glittering opal on my skin. Making Asmodeus squeal in pure delight when he saw it. "Oh doesn't that look absolutely gorgeous! Of course you'd do that for mine! I love it so much I might die!" I rolled my eyes at the drama for Lucifer to note out loud for the others, "Belphegor's mark is on the back of her left hand and looks like deep purple mixed with starlight. While Satan's is over her left wrist and looks metallic green like neon paint. Probably to hint at the desire to drive me insane." I grinned as Lucifer pointed out the obvious to them. But Leviathan looked very conflicted to go even more quiet. Which I knew why for Lucifer to ask, "Where are the last two, MJ?" I blushed a bit to then shrug out of my hoodie and then my undershirt. The whole room going dead quiet as I stood there in just my jeans and bra. Where a very rich orange glow was located right over my sternum. Making Beelzebub blush as he stated with soft words, "You put mine over your heart? Really, MJ?" I nodded as Beelzebub grinned like a happy puppy. But then I gave my gaze completely to Leviathan as I told them all, "The only one you wouldn't be able to see is Leviathan's mark. Since I had it placed on my heart."

The whole room went dead quiet. Until Leviathan gave a loudest squeak possible for Asmodeus to openly cheer and gloat. While Mammon sulked off to flounce into the recliner chair as Lucifer smiled next to me. While Satan and Belphegor clapped as Leviathan struggled to make actual words come out of his mouth. So I waited as Leviathan meeped and squeaked to look like his head was going to rocket off his body. But Lucifer looked to be the definition of pleased as he reached up to gently ruffle my hair. His fingers running through those white streaks amongst the red and brown. White streaks that had been there from my life before coming to the Devildom but had been added with near death experiences and close calls. His own black strands laced with gorgeous royal blue tints. Something that had come with making a pact with Lucifer so as to ensure I never mistook him for my past abuser. The ebony black now more deep and rich royal blue for his demon features to always be out. Something that all my demon friends and family now did. No longer did they disguise themselves as human. They stayed as their natural demon selves for me to feel safe and sure of my surroundings. Hence why I felt so safe and comfortable here in the Devildom. Human cruelty and past harm had ruined my faith in them. I felt more safe with demons that were powers unto themselves than I did amongst my own kind. Beelzebub was the one I felt safest with. He was the only one that could touch me without triggering my internal fear and risking a panic attack. The other being Leviathan.

Yet it was Leviathan that I had fallen in love with. He was an outcast like me. A misfit like me. A passionate nerd like me. We loved anime and video games and had even combined our figurine collection. Funko Pops of Vash the Stampede, Uryu Ishida and Kakashi Hatake protecting his Ruri-chan figurine on a shelf amongst many. My room was one that was filled with anime banners and three huge Snorlax bean bags. I had even made a magical door that connected my room to Leviathan's room as well as to my secret cottage in the Human World we had bought. Leviathan and I had used his tech genius and my luck from my pact with Mammon to earn a small fortune and then some by now. So we had our own secret nerd base. Lucifer knew about it as did Barbatos and Luke. Which is why Lucifer was not surprised in the least at this turn of events. His gaze going to Leviathan to soon rest a hand on his brother's shoulder. His words full of love and happiness. "Our MJ has made her choice plain. So I give my full blessing to the both of you. My beloved family. Leviathan. I know full well you will treasure our MJ with all you have." Leviathan went so quiet he stopped breathing. Looking to Lucifer with pure anxiety for it to melt away. Instead, pure humility and understanding soaked in for Leviathan to take a shaking breath. But then he looed to me for us to keep our gaze on the other. Abiding love replacing the uncertainty as Leviathan nodded. "Okay... Okay. Right. MJ. I... I just cannot believe that my one secret dream is coming true... It's so unreal that this is really happening..."

I gave Leviathan my full attention for my face to heat up. Yet I wanted to show Leviathan I would try to conquer my internal fears. I hated eye contact and being touched. It terrified me on many levels. I had told Leviathan almost everything about my past. So he knew better than anyone how much I hated eye contact and how it petrified me to risk skin on skin contact. So I made my point now. Taking his hands to remove his gloves. Soon placing his one hand to my cheek for him to go stock still. But soon he made his own choice to pull me close and give me a kiss to my forehead. His arms wrapping around me to hug me tight as his tail laced around my middle. His natural musk was a lot like sea salt and spearmint. Mixed with the Doritos and Ramune soda he'd had after dinner. So I held on as tight as possible for Leviathan to rub his nose to the crown of my head. That hammering in his ribs racing hard and even giving a few skips. So I whispered out, "Breathe, Lev. It's okay. We've both known how we felt for each other for ages. Saying it out loud is just a moment among many more. I know how you feel. It's okay."

Leviathan took deep breaths against the crown of my head to try and steady his racing heart. But then Mammon got back up to march on over and just group hug us. Beelzebub soon doing the same for me to hum a warm tune. Mammon stating with a loving tone, "It's okay, bro. I know it's hella scary for yah. Being all out in the open like this. But we got yah and we support yah. Whatever comes next. We know you will do your best for MJ. So just breathe." Beelzebub hummed that happy sound that always eased my fears and tension. His warmth and scent like a mixture of honey and bonfire. While Mammon's scent was basically energy drink and mocha latte. So I was surrounded by familiar and good scents from the group hug. Then Lucifer got dragged into the group hug by Asmodeus. The floral lotion mixed with what I guessed was Asmo's musk of ambrosia. Lucifer's cologne laced with his natural scent of sky and the barest hint of sulfur. Then Satan and Belphegor got in on the hug pile to tip all of us over. Which had us all laugh out loud and quell the tension instantly. Belphegor's tail tuft whapping me in the face for me to briefly scent laundry soap as well as his natural sandalwood. Then Satan lifted me off of Leviathan to nestle me into his lap. His feather boa tickling my cheek for me to scent ancient parchment and chilis.

We lay in that failed hug pile and laughed for a good while. Until we were all relaxed and tired. So I was the one to ask first, "We gonna do a group sleepover?" Satan sighed to just place a kiss to my temple. "Sadly I must decline. There's a few books I have to return in the morning that I need to finish reading." So Satan handed me off to Asmodeus. Who was grinning for Lucifer to lift up Leviathan. So Mammon gave me his special two finger salute to nudge the twins towards the kitchen for late night munchies. Lucifer and Asmodeus kidnapping Leviathan and myself into Asmo's bathroom. With Asmodeus soon exiting to be calling Solomon for a club night out. Which also meant Asmodeus wasn't coming back until the next morning if not the night afterwards. While Lucifer whispered something to Leviathan before departing. Leviathan going deep red to tell me once the door was shut and locked, "He's spending the night having tea with Diavolo. He won't be coming back until late afternoon. So we get the bath and the house to ourselves..."

I felt the meaning of that sink in for my whole body to heat up. My squeak echoing in the bathroom for me to cover my face with my hands as I panted for air. "Oh my... So they just tossed us into a closet locked scenario? Is that what this is?" Leviathan gave a similar squeak of pure nerves to then hug me from behind. His own panting an obvious hint as well as the heat of his own skin. Yet he words were so soft and sweet I felt them in my soul. "I guess... We should choose the secret romance route for this visual novel... I know that I've wanted to for a really long time... So I think we've got the best chance to make tonight the best night possible..."

[aloysiavirgata]

Can I whine for more Fisher King??

She’s back to work and they look at her in hushed voices somehow; look at her like she’s on the slab.

“I’m fine,” she says over the drone of a Stryker and the crisp pop of a skull key. Over breadknifed livers and the fibrous wrap of pericardium.

Simone Richards catches her smoking in the parking bay. “Dana!” she admonishes.

Dana passes her the cigarette and Simone takes a long, appraising drag.

***

Mulder makes love to her the way Yo-Yo Ma plays a cello; a passionate blend of favorite standards and eclectic novelties. A virtuoso performance to an appreciative audience of one. He does not think she is damaged.

“Mulder,” she mumbles against his manubrium. Into the warm rebar of his clavicle. She bites at it with her white little teeth, her breasts pressed to him like grapes being crushed for wine.

Later, when he’s asleep on his sueded belly and the cats are curled around his head, she gazes at his spine. We are so vulnerable, she thinks, touching his jugular. His carotid. Forget exoskeletons - we have no fur or feathers or claws or venom. Our bite is relatively weak. Our newborns are pathetic.

Only a poorly understood but generally-accepted-as superior brain. Only an ability to cook food, to outlast our prey. Even ravens make tools.

She falls asleep without meaning to. She dreams of white and white and white, of blurry-faced women, of Duane Barry crowing triumphant to the indifferent stars.

***

They have bagels in a crowded little spot where the walls are bare and the ambiance is terrible. The bagels are teetering on a Michelin star.

“I think we should break up,” he says, wisdom-tooth-deep into chive cream cheese. “Dana, it doesn’t end here. Not with what I do.”

She opens her eyes wide, appalled. “Oh, Fox! Solving crimes! Is…is it dangerous?” She throws a caper at him, rolling her eyes.

He scowls. “I’m serious. What happened with Tooms, with Barry. I don’t want this for you.”

“I don’t want it for me either, come to that,” she remarks. “But I’m willing to risk it.”

He furrows his brows. “Why?”

Idiot, she thinks. Fucking idiot. She would like to talk to the various people who did such a number on him that a man this good looking and intelligent is somehow this insecure. Just talk at first, anyway.

“Because your parents are rich and I have med school loans still,” she says at last. “So my plan is to marry you, kill you, and live in luxury for the rest of my days.”

He looks at her for a long time.

She sips her coffee. She eats an olive from his plate.

“Oh,” he says finally. “That’s all right, then.”

[naradivision]

Miraitabi Lookbook

Inspired by the character clothes reference that @naha-division / @sapporo-division / @oita-division did on her blogs and yeah, couldn’t forget about the girlies on the discord!

🏮Yuuya Kanata

A t-shirt paired with a jacket and dark-colored cargo pants

Half-up Half-down hairstyle plus a side streak dyed in bright orange

A pair of black-and-magenta sneakers and black socks

Several wristbands and hair ties around the wrists

Arrow-shaped stud earrings on both earlobes

A necklace with a bronze omamori pendant and a momiji charm which is the symbol of his team

Occasionally wearing a fanny pack, also occasionally putting on nail polish

🍡 Asahi Tomoharu

An indigo samue adorned with pink cherry blossom patterns and white undergarment underneath

A bronze badge with the shape of momiji leaf pinning on the cloth

A long black pants matching with the shop’s server apron and a pink tasuki tying around the waist

Fulffy short haircut with a fringe

A pink cute macrame bracelet on his right wrist

A pair of zōri sandals

Considering not to wear any nail polish because of his culinary profession

💠 Saigo Fuyugami

A nagagi with a black haori worn over

A pair of rectangular eyeglasses with titanium frames in silver color

Tight low ponytail with some bangs swept over his right eye

A smartwatch with its luxurious case on his right wrist

The momiji chain brooch clutching on both of the nagagi’s lapels

A pair of white tabi socks and modern getas

💿 ANGE

Long and wavy “holographic” white hairs with the wing/fin-like flaps and an antenna cowlick

A strange halo consisting of numerous dark diamond-shaped particles floating behind her model

The bizarre symbol (equivalent to human’s tattoo) of a turned treble clef forming a heart shape with a turned bass clef on her manubrium (Superior part of the sternum)

A baby blue off-the-shoulder sweater pairing up with a white long-sleeved shirt and blue collar ribbon

Occasionally opting an iridescent blue jacket to appear over her attire

Blue shorts with the ruffle design

Additional details such as a mild blush, facial makeup, and nail art are optional

Shoes? Girlie doesn’t need one XD

(You can also look at each member’s appearance desc. for more details)

[jackhkeynes]

nuivr "hilt"

nuivr /naivr̩/ [ˈnai.vɐ]

hilt, haft, grip, the part of a sword or similar weapon that one holds in the hand;

handle, the analogous part of any handheld tool;

root, bitter end, quick, core, the furthest or most extreme portion or some thing or process

(vulgar, dated) cockstand, hardon, an erect penis

Etymology: aphaeretic form of earlier manuivre "hilt" attested from the fifteenth century, a direct descendant of synonymous manubrium in Latin. In metaphorical use it is most often seen in idioms like vars y nuivr "to the bitter end, unreservedly".

Frastr intermane y nuivr dy hax. /frastr̩ ɪnˌtɛr.maˈne i naivr̩ di haks/ [ˈfra.stɐ‿ʀɪnˌtɛː.mɐˈne i ˈnai.vɐ di haks] ash compose-ipf df hilt of-df axe The axe handle was made of ash.

[soul-of-rei]

EVERYBODY IGNORE ME im just gonna do this everytime istudy for my upcoming lab to see if i can pull off listing the muscles and their origin insertion action .posting this on tumblr bc this way im forcing myself to not look at my notes. neck muscles first

DIGASTRIC

o: jugular and mastoid processes

i: mandible

a: depresses the jaw

MYLOHYOID

o: mandible

i: median raphe

a: elevates the floor of the mouth and brings the hyoid forward

MASSETER

o: zygomatic arch

i: posterior half of the lateral surface of the mandible

a: elevates mandible

STERNOHYOID:

o: first costal cartilages

i: body of the hyoid bone

a: depresses the hyoid arch

STERNOTHYROID

o: sternum

i: thyroid cartilage of the larynx

a: depresses the thyoid

STERNOMASTOID:

o: median raphe and manubrium of the sternum

i: skull from the lamboidal process

a: IF one muscle, turns the head, IF both, depresses both the head and neck