#performance procedure

[glassofpumpkinjuice]

doc, there's a hole where something was

(innings fest 2/21/25)

[haunted-planes]

I’m Too sick to draw, and I still have a bunch of ocs I never talked about or shared with.

Like Pablo

[dollopheadedmerlin]

I think it's so funny when people draw Merlin characters with stuff like top surgery scars because it carries the implication that Gaius is a leading medieval gender confirmation surgeon

[hackfixation]

Bojack Horseman would sign up for Severance immediately. The minute it's explained that he'll have no memories while working he would be down.

[happyk44]

A doctor rushing to a small town on horseback, praying diligently to Hermes for safe and speedy travel so that they may make it before the patient is too sick to help. Hermes hearing this - and curious by it. People often ask for safety from thieves. Thieves ask for luck amongst the roads, potential targets to snag and steal. Merchants request shortcuts so they may sell their wares quicker. Rarely does he ever hear prayers for safety, for speed, for luck so that someone may help another.

So he follows silently, a little sparrow soaring above. Slips down from the air to the ground, as tiny as a mouse, and darts rapidly behind running boots. Watches from the corner of a room as a child weakly breathes and a doctor patiently attends to them.

It's interesting to him, the care. He's not yet seen it much in travelers - seen it in families, of course, in friends. But never in strangers. People are wary of those they meet on roads. Strangers on hidden paths, far away from helpful eyes and warrior swords, prickle with potential danger.

And yet...

It's interesting to watch the colour rise back to a pale face, cheeks flushed, lungs drained of fluid and now breathing clearer. A medicinal paste is rubbed into a lanced wound. Clear words, clear instructions.

The doctor stays for a few more days, attending to small ailments, checking in on the child. And then they're off to the next town, praying for safety and speed so they may help those who need it before it's too late.

He follows. He watches. He learns.

It fascinates him. Healing, helping. Traveling roads endlessly to take care of others. Even at cost, it's baffling. The effort, the drive - how do they manage it? Aren't they tired?

All travelers settle down eventually. Nomadic lifestyles run thin as age impacts movement. Energy. And yet on and on this doctor roams. And others soon follow.

Please, Lord Hermes, they whisper into rushing wind, please let me make it in time. Before someone falls prey to Death's cold scythe. I just want to help.

Okay, he whispers back, inaudible to their ears but not to their growing spirit. Run, my child. You will make it. You will help.

[gomzdrawfr]

22. Can we have a headcanon for Konig?

[ask game]

(thank you for pasting the question)

oh boi

My guy 2.0 has OCPD (Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder) overlapped with a bit of Schizotypal Personality Disorder (these are different to Obsessive Compulsive Disorder - OCD and Schizoid Personality Disorder - SPD!)

ramble in detail below (aka me nerding the fuck out), cw: mental health disorders, canon-typical violence

STPD -> extreme social anxiety, unusual behaviour and odd beliefs (the simplest way to differentiate this to SPD is SPD is more like a detached and indifferent behaviour while STPD is more manic, like rambling in a weird way or have intense superstition, but they can overlap)

OCPD -> maladaptive pattern of extreme and excessive perfectionism, preoccupation with orderliness and details, it is a must to have control over their own environment (they're slightly different to OCD in terms of self-beliefs, in OCPD it's more often they think their behavior is resolute and correct, they don't think there's anything wrong with them. But in OCD it's more about knowing their compulsions are irrational and unwanted but can't stop them, leading to intense anxiety and distress)

I think König is very hypersensitive to his surroundings and is rigid with his routines and planning, one small detour and he's acting up. I feel like he's the kind that also does a weird ritual before missions or something important (like idk maybe he'll have to rub his red bead bracelet three times before a shot), and he needs these rituals to function. He also collects teeth as trophies. He's also the kind that counts his steps internally when he moves. His sniper hood is one way to hide his obsessive behaviour, I always imagined he would pick his skin or run his thumbs and fingers too harshly against his face that leaves a trail of indents and scars to cope when things doesn't get his way.

[unfamiliaris]

reghabi straight up not answering devon when she asked if she was a doctor ijbol

[thenoodlesadventures]

Here's one of our sloppier renditions of ”smear ointment where you've been rubbing your eyes". The Noodle™️ got my thumb when we were playing tug earlier (which is why I was so fiddly with the ointment cap) plus we usually do this right before bed (which it isn't) in our bedroom (which we weren't in) so props to him for engaging anyway! Typically he lays down as soon as I get my knees set up for him, but considering the "odd" circumstances I'll take him readily laying down when I offer. We usually do other training in this space so I think that accounts for his waiting and for the pulling back when I did the first practice sweep.

Usually the way this looks is:

Practice repetition

Actual behavior

Practice repetition

The reason I bracket the actual behavior like this is as follows:

Prepares the dog for the behavior and gives them a chance to settle into it without the pressure of the actual behavior. If they hesitate then I do another practice rep like in this video. He clearly wasn't expecting us to do this behavior HERE so he pulled back, but once he figured out what he were doing he settled into it.

The real husbandry goes here so that it's only a small portion of what the dog is experiencing when it's something unpleasant like this (there are other husbandry behaviors/processes that The Noodle™️ enjoys where we don't even use a separate reward because he genuinely likes them).

Couple of things going on with this one. The first is that the dog isn't anticipating leaving after the husbandry procedure because they know there's one more repetition left. This helps cut down on fidgitiness. The second is that it gives the dog another easy win.

I do this in a predictable pattern so that the dog knows what to expect each time. If the whole thing is predictable then they known exactly what they're buying into. It means something that they know exactly what will happen and when and are choosing to engage anyway.

Behavior doesn't happen in a vacuum. There are feelings and emotions connected to everything that our dogs do and that's a huge part of their motivation to perform or not perform the behavior. We have terms and theories to explain some of these processes but not all of them. It starts getting messy when we start thinking about whole repetitions impacting the ones before and after them which can't easily be explained in S-R contiguity theory which is the way the field of animal behavior talks about operant behavior.

I think bracketing the husbandry procedure with practice repetitions allowed the dog to first emotionally prepare for the sensation of the husbandry procedure and second to bring their emotional response back into a more normal range after the procedure has been completed.

We started this with a chin rest in my hand while I did one eye and then the other. That morphed into a chin rest on my knees while a sat up because he didn't seem to enjoy having to start all over again after the first eye was done. My knees changed to this awkward half reclined position because my knees (when they're pulled up closer to my chest like I used to do) are too short for him to comfortably put his head on when he's standing and too tall if he's laying down.

The rub down after is a recent addition (think last 4 nights) because he loves getting his head and neck scratched in the evening. He really enjoys this part. He literally rests the whole weight of his head on me and closes his eyes. He will only move from this position when I go to give him his last snack after because he likes it that much 🥺❤️

[iamthemaestro]

genuinely kind of having a hard time coping with the fact that my cello might just have just. acquired an unfixable buzz over time that worsens arbitrarily with the weather

[mariocki]

Don't Answer the Phone! (1980)

"Don't you give a shit about getting this strangler off the streets?"

"What would you prescribe for the man, a firing squad?"

"That's not a bad idea. Mainly I don't want him back on the streets in a few years - or sooner, if some misguided shrink discovers he can find his ass in the dark with both hands."

[imtheiliad]

i would like to know who in their infinite wisdom decided that the pump clip that comes standard issue with my new pump would be nearly impossible to take off yet required to do so when the pump itself needs to be charged or cartridge replaced. integrate your teams or something for christ’s sake

[ahalliance]

this bit from baghs’ lore is haunting me . a blackboard with all the francophones’ initals . were all of them originally island experiments that managed to escape like qbaghs?

[butchniqabi]

im reading "supporting survivors of sexual abuse through pregnancy and childbirth" and never in my life have i wanted to be a doula more than in this moment oh my god. reading some of these stories about how these women were treated during their pregnancy/birth is sick and twisted, the medical field needs a rehaul right now

[haggishlyhagging]

During the '80s, mannequins set the beauty trends—and real women were expected to follow. The dummies were "coming to life," while the ladies were breathing anesthesia and going under the knife. The beauty industry promoted a "return to femininity" as if it were a revival of natural womanhood—a flowering of all those innate female qualities supposedly suppressed in the feminist '70s. Yet the "feminine" traits the industry celebrated most were grossly unnatural—and achieved with increasingly harsh, unhealthy, and punitive measures.

The beauty industry, of course, has never been an advocate of feminist aspirations. This is not to say that its promoters have a conscious political program against women's rights, just a commercial mandate to improve on the bottom line. And the formula the industry has counted on for many years—aggravating women's low self-esteem and high anxiety about a "feminine" appearance—has always served them well. (American women, according to surveys by the Kinsey Institute, have more negative feelings about their bodies than women in any other culture studied.) The beauty makers' motives aren't particularly thought out or deep. Their overwrought and incessant instructions to women are more mindless than programmatic; their frenetic noise generators create more static than substance. But even so, in the '80s the beauty industry belonged to the cultural loop that produced backlash feedback. Inevitably, publicists for the beauty companies would pick up on the warning signals circulating about the toll of women's equality, too—and amplify them for their own purposes.

"Is your face paying the price of success?" worried a 1988 Nivea skin cream ad, in which a business-suited woman with a briefcase rushes a child to day care and catches a glimpse of her career-pitted skin in a store window. If only she were less successful, her visage would be more radiant. "The impact of work stress . . . can play havoc with your complexion," Mademoiselle warned; it can cause "a bad case of dandruff," "an eventual loss of hair" and, worst of all, weight gain. Most at risk, the magazine claimed, are "high-achieving women," whose comely appearance can be ravaged by "executive stress." In ad after ad, the beauty industry hammered home its version of the backlash thesis: women's professional progress had downgraded their looks; equality had created worry lines and cellulite. This message was barely updated from a century earlier, when the late Victorian beauty press had warned women that their quest for higher education and employment was causing "a general lapse of attractiveness" and "spoiling complexions."

The beauty merchants incited fear about the cost of women's occupational success largely because they feared, rightly, that that success had cost them—in profits. Since the rise of the women's movement in the '70s, cosmetics and fragrance companies had suffered a decade of flat-to-declining sales, hair-product merchandisers had fallen into a prolonged slump, and hairdressers had watched helplessly as masses of female customers who were opting for simple low-cost cuts defected to discount unisex salons. In 1981, Revlon's earnings fell for the first time since 1968; by the following year, the company's profits had plunged a record 40 percent. The industry aimed to restore its own economic health by persuading women that they were the ailing patients—and professionalism their ailment. Beauty became medicalized as its lab-coated army of promoters, and real doctors, prescribed physician-endorsed potions, injections for the skin, chemical "treatments" for the hair, plastic surgery for virtually every inch of the torso. (One doctor even promised to reduce women's height by sawing their leg bones.) Physicians and hospital administrators, struggling with their own financial difficulties, joined the industry in this campaign. Dermatologists faced with a shrinking teen market switched from treating adolescent pimples to "curing" adult female wrinkles. Gynecologists and obstetricians frustrated with a sluggish birthrate and skyrocketing malpractice premiums traded their forceps for liposuction scrapers. Hospitals facing revenue shortfalls opened cosmetic-surgery divisions and sponsored extreme and costly liquid-protein diet programs.

The beauty industry may seem the most superficial of the cultural institutions participating in the backlash, but its impact on women was, in many respects, the most intimately destructive—to both female bodies and minds. Following the orders of the '80s beauty doctors made many women literally ill. Antiwrinkle treatments exposed them to carcinogens. Acid face peels burned their skin. Silicone injections left painful deformities. "Cosmetic" liposuction caused severe complications, infections, and even death. Internalized, the decade's beauty dictates played a role in exacerbating an epidemic of eating disorders. And the beauty industry helped to deepen the psychic isolation that so many women felt in the '80s, by reinforcing the representation of women's problems as purely personal ills, unrelated to social pressures and curable only to the degree that the individual woman succeeded in fitting the universal standard—by physically changing herself.

-Susan Faludi, Backlash: the Undeclared War Against American Women

[awek-s]

can dentists actually fuck off

[smile-files]

we're doing the dress rehearsal and i just went on. eeugh. maybe i'm being too persnickety but i think i fudged it a little. and it's not only because the mics weren't turned on when i started and were arranged incorrectly