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Here’s some Virgil 😍

No reason - Not that I need one ❣️

Tagging a few who I know will appreciate the smiles 🥰 @missthunderbird2395 @gumnut-logic @weirdburketeer @vegetacide

And extra pic with the rest of his brothers 😍

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Gordon: does this rule apply to me?

Scott: this rule was made because of you, so yes!

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“They did that to you? And you let them?”

“You think I had a say in how I was fucking tortured?”

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Ok breaking containment for this one because I need everyone who will listen to hear this.

Women who suffer bad cramps are told cramps shouldn't affect school/work/etc, but no one ever investigates further because no one can possibly know if what someone experiences is just typical pain or something much worse.

Well after 15 years of stage 4 treatment-resistant endometriosis that came with pain as bad as, if not worse than, actual labor contractions every month, all the while being told I was 'typical' and 'just had bad cramps', I've finally been healed (another post for another time). I have had what everyone describes as the elusive 'normal period pain' for several months now, and I am begging you to look me in the eyes and listen because I need everyone who can hear this to hear this.

I have been on both sides of this. I have the hard-earned knowledge of what a period 'should' feel like.

If you have to put in any effort to hide your cramps, you need to get help.

Even during of the PEAK OF CRAMPING (i.e., as bad as your cramps possibly get), you should still be able to stand, speak, walk, eat, work, and sleep with no problems. These tasks should require very-little-to-no extra effort beyond what you would normally do when you aren't on your period. When you do these things, you should feel grumpy and a little bit icky and maybe a twinge of nerves and NOTHING MORE.

If you have to sit in the corner and hope no one approaches you because you can't speak or stand without showing pain, even slightly, you need to get help. If your pain is showing on your face, you need to get help. And most importantly, IF YOUR PAIN DOES NOT RESPOND TO 1-2 TYLENOL OR IBUPROFEN, YOU NEED TO GET HELP.

Your period cramps should make you grumpy. Your period cramps should make you feel a little icky and tired. Your period cramps should make you feel your insides existing/moving a bit and a twinge of nerves that makes you groan slightly then the "pain" should stop there, NOTHING MORE.

If your cramps put you on the floor but you make believe you're the captain of a ship who has just been stabbed and has to hide it to fight on, and you force yourself to power through the day, please understand: you are not okay, that does not make you okay. Just because you can power through the pain doesn't mean you aren't sick. If you have to force yourself through any basic task beyond the effort it takes you to do when you aren't on your period, and I am holding your face and looking you in the eye as I say this because I need you to hear me: You aren't normal. You don't 'just have bad cramps'. You are sick and you need to get help.

Now most people will tell you if your cramps are beyond a 3 out of 10 on the pain scale, you should see a doctor. While this is usually true, you have to consider chronic pain CAN AND WILL BREAK YOUR PAIN SCALE. Most people will only compare pain they currently feel to pain they may experience one day but probably never will. "Sure these cramps feel bad now, but if I had a leg amputated with no anesthesia, that would hurt WAY worse, so this pain can't be that bad-" No. Your pain is what it is, objectively, full stop. My cramps were at a 10 out of 10 every. Single. Time. And nobody told me claiming they were a 6-8 because I thought to myself 'what if I lose a limb one day?' was completely wrong. 10 pain is 10 pain. And if there's something that hurts worse than that, guess what. The thing you are experiencing right now is still a 10 out of 10 on the pain scale. Just because you experience it every month doesn't mean it's magically not as bad is it is. And if your pain is worse than a 3 out of 10, you need to get help.

Now when I say get help, I mean find the root cause of your pain. You can't just throw drugs and hormones at it without knowing what it causing your pain. Endometriosis, fibroids, pcos, cancer, adenomyosis, polyps, thyroid issues, there is always a cause. And if you leave it untreated, it will grow and get worse to the point where it resists treatment and the drugs and hormones you've been throwing at it for years don't work anymore. You have to find a doctor that will investigate. If your doctor tells you you 'just have bad cramps' get a new doctor. I know you've been told that but please hear me: no one ever just has bad cramps. A healthy human body doesn't spontaneously cause itself pain so bad you can't stand up; there is ALWAYS a cause.

I was sick for more than 15 years. My entire life was put on hold and now I'm in my late 20s trying desperately to play catch up for everything I missed. I want to pick up 12yo me, spin her around, and tell her she doesn't have to die before she finally stops hurting. I don't want anyone to suffer the same fate I did simply because everyone told them they were normal. A little twinge of pain here and there is normal, suffering is not. I promise you your pain is real, it is not normal, and dear heavenly day I am begging you you need to get help now.

TL;DR: There is no such thing as 'just bad cramps.' If you feel anything more than grumpy, icky, and pain greater than a 3 out of 10, you need to find out what's wrong with you before it gets worse.

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Starting to look through unfinished fics - I wrote this 2 years ago and shared here but still not posted to A03 🙊 Hopefully soon, but for now will repost here for motivation 😅

Inspired by a prompt - June/July 2022 from @aliceinwhumperland “Good news… How would you like to go home?”

Vae Victis

Virgil raised his head, his eyes meeting that of his tormentor. The one who had beaten him repeatedly then left him bleeding in his dark damp cell. The one who had deprived him of food until he begged for nourishment. The one who had whispered those words to him every day he had held him here.

At first he had hoped that they’d meant that he could return to his family. However, each time the hope had been met with a sneer of delight and the mocking words that he would never return home. Now, eight hundred and two days later all hope that those words were true had faded.

He was never going home.

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if you’re having a bad day, here’s a cute little marching band

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“Here!” Eight-year-old John Tracy spins to grin up at his Mom, “The Mercury Astronauts exhibit!" He's bouncing on his heels, practically vibrating with excitement. "Can we go see Friendship Seven? Please?” At her nod, John makes a beeline for his namesake’s tiny capsule - just as he does every time he comes. All Lucille has to do, smiling, is keep up.

John and his Mom visiting the space centre, inspired by this RP with the lovely @mama-bird-tracy <3333

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So I’ve been drawing a lot of little Tracy’s recently but I never draw Alan and Virgil together SO

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🤣

Gordon: I would take a bullet for you

Virgil: yeah right, you’re probably the reason we are getting shot at in the first place

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daddy Jeff buying teeny gordon his first goldfish bowl and they go out together to choose some pretty fishies for him and bab gords is so exited over the pretty fishies… but when they come home lil John’s got the bowl on his head and is playing ‘astronawts’ with miniature blob child Alan instead and Jeff just rolls his eyes and looks between lil gords with his plastic bag full of fishies and hopeful expression and his other two sons, the elder of whom is actually playing and smiling and he just shakes his head and finds gordon a big old jam jar for him to keep them in while daddy goes off and commissions his son an entire aquarium.

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🤣

Alan: oh look a flock of elephants

John: herd of elephants 🙄

Alan: of course I have heard of elephants. There’s a huge flock of them over there.

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Jeff: I feel like I have been tired for 7 years

Gordon: that’s how old I am

Jeff: wow, what a coincidence