#Mention of Cancer

[moosekateer13]

Tolerate It series Masterlist

Tolerate It

I Can Fix Him ( No I really I can't)

Snow on the Beach

[onlytiktoks]

[toliveanddieinstarlight]

[420technoblazeit]

has anybody else seen the bit in tommy's new video yet. where he asks mumbo jumbo if he can revive technoblade with redstone. bc that actually made my jaw DROP hol yshit. the pause just before he says it. you can hear the gears turning in phil's head as he realizes what tommy's about to say. the immediate psychic damage. truly horrid thank you tommy. ik techno would be losing it over that joke

[elfwreck]

A moderate amount of exercise is healthy. It helps your body in many ways. (What counts as "moderate exercise" is going to depend on your body & circumstances.)

Good diet: Same. Good blends of proteins and veggies and grains, proportions to be sorted out according to your physical needs & cultural circumstances.

Healthy food & exercise are good for you.

Fat is not bad for you, and healthy food & exercise will not "cure" what is not a physical detriment, just a social one.

If weight gain was caused by an illness or incapacitation due to injury, diet + exercise may get you to what you were before. But if you just slowly got bigger, over time - nothing short of metabolic disaster is going to change that.

Despite pop culture's often-positive reactions, no doctor recommends cancer as a weight loss technique.

Me: Exercise does not cause weight loss. This is a fact that has been demonstrated so robustly in research that even doctors, who hate and fear evidence, are grudgingly starting to admit this.

Someone reading that post: Cool, but have you considered that exercise leads to weight loss?

Me: I am going to eat you

[sandersstudies]

It’s so weird how what we’ve decided are “healthy” food and diet habits largely extend mostly to healthy people. That’s the food that keeps a healthy person operating as a healthy person.

For an objectively unheathy person*, a lot of those rules actually change or even reverse in order to keep that unheathy person operating as closely as possible to a healthy person.

When my husband was diagnosed with cancer, I read the USDA’s Dietary Guidance for Americans in its entirety, as well as other reading on dietary needs. I thought that this would be the way to make the best diet for somebody who was ill.

Here’s all the counter-guidance we’ve received since his diagnoses (some of these changes are brief, some last the of his treatment)

Increase sodium (most Americans actually get too much sodium)

Decrease or maintain vitamin K (vitamin K is good for most healthy people, but serves as an antidote to certain medications)

Reduce fiber (most Americans actually don’t get enough fiber, which may be a contributing factor to colon cancer)

Choose refined grains over whole grains (healthy people are encouraged to do the opposite — opt for whole grains over refined ones)

Reduce consumption of legumes, nuts, many raw fruits and veggies

Snack frequently, eat when you’re not hungry (rather than eating intuitively)

There may be more I’m forgetting at the moment but it made me wonder how many people try to eat “healthy” but to the contradiction of their needs. I have less personal experience, but the Keto diet may be another example — it was developed specifically for its benefits to people with epilepsy, but many healthy people assume it must benefit everyone (or perhaps, benefit “average/normal” people, and healthy people often assume that healthy=normal).

*I’m not talking about being under- or overweight, which are not diseases even when they are risk-factors, I’m talking about cancer patients and other people with long-lasting or chronic illness.

[marisatomay]

thank god tom cruise doesn’t believe in therapy or else he might go and fix whatever is wrong with him and then we wouldn’t get shit like him running up and down and around the burj khalifa in crystal clear imax

[charlesoberonn]

Republicans are the pro-disease party.

[moosekateer13]

I Can Fix (No I Really I Can't)

For @spnfanficpond Valentine's challenge.

Prompt: The character gets jealous and tries to sabotage the reader’s date.

Jared Padalecki x Reader, OC!Spencer Morgan x Reader

Sequel to Tolerate It

AN: It takes place 40 years after the events of Tolerate it. The reader in this story is her stepdaughter.

Warnings: Controlling Significant other, Mention of Isolation Angst, Mention of Divorce, Mention of Death, Mention of Cancer, Fluff

Summary: Y/N is a golden girl and a world-renowned doctor. She has done nothing that landed her in jail. Y/N always wanted to find someone to settle down with. She finds that with Spencer Morgan, CEO of Pinnacle Brews.  

There is one person hell-bent on stopping them from getting to the altar, Jared Padalecki. He's a world-renowned model and grew up with Y/N. They haven't spoken in years. Jared never takes relationships seriously. He goes through them like he's changing socks. Once he sets his eyes on something he won't stop until he gets it. Jared's target this time is Y/N. A dangerous cocktail of opposite spectrums of relationships. Will he get what he wants or will she tell him to go to hell?

Inspired by Taylor Swift's I Can Fix Him (no really I can)

The dopamine races through his brain On a six-lane Texas highway.

His hand, so calloused from his pistol. Softly traces hearts on my face. And I could see it from a mile away.

A perfect case for my certain skill set He had a halo of the highest grade And hadn't met me yet.

Dallas, Texas

Five-story grey brick house with ornate windows.

I gaze into the mirror, admiring how the knee-length silk green dress fits me perfectly. My boyfriend of three years, Spencer, is taking me to the grand opening of Citron Charm Ristorante. I can sense it deep within me—tonight is the night he’s going to propose.

“Y/N, we need to head out. Are you all set?” Spencer inquired.  

“I’m all set,” I answered as I made my way down the stairs.

I take in the sight before me, and my heart skips a beat. He looks good in that green suit, his signature colour.

His grey hair was neatly tied back, and his amber eyes were full of love.

“You look amazing, Y/N,” Spencer said.  

I could feel my cheeks getting warm.  

“Thanks! And you look really dashing in that suit,” I replied.  

Once I slipped on my shoes, he led me to his car and opened the door for me.

Citron turned out to be different from what I had envisioned. It has a humble, rustic charm and a warm, inviting atmosphere, with clay bricks and wooden beams. Yet, it remains beautiful in its own way. 

We approach the front, where the owner is waiting for us.

“Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Morgan! It’s wonderful to have you here on our opening night. Your table is just this way,” Alfred said. 

We follow him to a table positioned right in front of the stained glass windows.

It's a beautiful view.

Spencer had everything ready in advance. The server presented our meal: pan-seared duck with pepper and mango, served alongside pressure-cooked onions and creamy potato wedges. Over the past few months, I've developed a liking for duck, and Spencer has taken note of that. I truly enjoyed every bite.

“This is amazing. Thank you for bringing me here.” I said.

“You're welcome, my flower,” Spencer replied.

Out of nowhere, the valet comes by.

"Excuse me, sir, but a tow truck is attempting to take your car. They claim it's stolen property." 

"Y/N, please hold on for a moment. I need to handle this," Spencer said before rushing away from the table. 

I wanted to warn him that it was likely a prank since I recognized the valet's voice, but he wasn't one to take chances. So I doubt he would have listened to me.

“Jared, that silly fake French accent might’ve tricked Spencer, but it didn’t fool me. What are you doing here?” I asked. I didn’t even bother asking how he got those valet clothes; he’s always good at sneaking into places. His hazel eyes locked onto mine, and the look on his face was that of a man with a purpose.

“Rescuing you from a mundane life with a dull partner. You flourish in thrilling situations and have a taste for adventure. You act on impulse and in the heat of the moment, relying on instinct rather than just knowledge, which is what makes you an exceptional trauma surgeon. However, once you tie the knot, he may confine you to a gilded cage, stifling your spirit..” Jared retorted.

I stand up to get my point across.

"You think you get me, but you really don’t, Jared. We haven’t talked in ages. What gives you the right to judge my relationships? You go through them like you’re changing shoes. Just stop sending those wildflower bouquets to my hospital room and let me be," I said. 

But Jared didn’t listen and dragged me into the coatroom.

In an unexpected moment, he cups my face and presses a passionate kiss against my lips. I find myself yielding to his touch and kissing him back. But as the reality of the situation hits me, I push him away and dash out of the coatroom, quickly heading back to my table.

Spencer has returned. A piece of grapefruit and blueberry cheesecake sits before me, adorned with a glimmering topping. I swiftly take my seat. He retrieves a stunning platinum 10-carat diamond ring by Neil Lane from the dessert. Then, Spencer kneels.

“It’s no secret why I brought you here. After three wonderful years together, I want to spend a lifetime with you. I love you, Y/N. Will you marry me?” Spencer asked.

At that moment, Jared’s earlier words struck me like a bolt of lightning. He was right; I wouldn’t want to feel trapped. Spencer is from a well-known and large family. As the eldest of six siblings, he is expected to eventually take over his father's business, Morgan Productions.

Connie Damgaard, his mother, attempted to maintain friendships and stay connected with her parents, but after marrying Jeffery, he restricted her social interactions. He only allowed her to go out for specific events. Spencer revealed she had a separate phone to communicate with her friends and family—one that his father was unaware of. He witnessed her using it frequently but chose not to inform his father.

His father is a terrible person who mistreats women. Once the youngest of the six children reached adulthood, he divorced her and forced her out of their home. Although he remains very close to his mother, that doesn’t alter the reality of the situation. I didn’t recognize the signs that he was gradually turning into his father. The first sign was when he hesitated to let me attend my friend Nadine’s birthday celebration. Now, I’ve come to a clear decision.

"Sorry, but no, I don't. If you'll excuse me, I need to leave.” I said. Then I stood up, leaving Spencer just sitting there, totally frozen. I headed to the coat room to grab my coat. 

When I stepped outside, I was surprised to see Jared waiting for me. He said nothing, just opened the passenger door of his Firebird. I hopped in without thinking twice.

6 months later…

Austin Texas

Three-story house featuring small square windows, constructed from white cedar wood and granite.

“That last slice of double pepperoni pizza is all mine,” I declared as I hopped onto my boyfriend's back.  

“I’ll let you have it, but only if you promise me something in return, Artsy,” Jared said with a playful grin.  

“Deal,” I agreed.  

I quickly devoured the slice and then pulled Jared toward our room for his reward.  

I lead him toward our king-sized bed. Jared playfully teases me as he slowly peels away my clothes, starting with my red silk nightgown, which falls to the floor. 

“Mmm, Jared, stop teasing me. I want the main course,” I say, my voice laced with desire. 

Once I’m undressed, he continues to tease, his fingers exploring me, but then he shifts gears and gives me exactly what I crave. His cock fills me completely, and I lose track of everything else, consumed by the moment. 

“Y/N, that’s it—let go for me,” Jared urges. 

We share another passionate kiss, and a muffled scream of his name escapes my lips as I reach my climax. 

“Now that’s a masterpiece, seeing you like this,” Jared says with a smirk against my mouth. 

We don’t stop until we’ve thoroughly marked each other. Just as we settle into a moment of bliss, my phone buzzes, interrupting our peace.

“I have to run, Jared; they need me at the hospital,” I said, hurrying toward the bathroom. A quick shower is definitely in order.  

“Go out there and save the world; I’ll be right here when you return. ” Jared replied.

I slip into my scrubs and put on my doctor's coat, then lean in for a quick kiss on his lips before heading out.

I need to make the most of my time at work since I'll be on leave in three months. Today, I’ll probably be walking a bit awkwardly. Jared is truly insatiable in the bedroom, but I wouldn’t trade that for anything. He’s loyal, loves me, takes care of me, and respects my independence. That’s all I could ever wish for.  

The way he treats me only reinforces what he told me months ago. The rumours about him flitting from one relationship to another like changing shoes were false. Before we officially became a couple, he opened up about his past. The only serious relationship he had was with his high school sweetheart, Teresa Syzdek, who sadly lost her battle with cancer during their first year of college.

I remember them together in high school. They were amazing together. It's a shame they didn’t get a longer time together.

Our love story is a testament to the existence of second chances in love. I feel incredibly fortunate to have him in my life, and I'm eager to treasure every moment we spend together.

Snow on the Beach

[gaybirdnerd]

We all know Mav was there to support Carole until she died.

What we don't know is that Mav held her until she drew her last breath, softly singing "great balls of fire" as he wiped the tears of pain and sadness off her face.

What we also don't know is that Mav does almost the same for Ice when he's weak from chemo. They've been watching disney movies for fun because Mav likes to look at the art and Ice likes the songs. So Mav sings the pretty songs and the slow songs as lullabies, holding Ice every second and running his hands through his hair until he falls asleep in pain and exhaustion.

What we don't see is Mav leaving small kisses on Ice's forehead and cheeks and lips as he softly and brokenly sings disney songs in an endless loop with his hands in grey hair, cradling his head.

What we don't see is that Mav holds someone as they die once again, hospital machines beeping around them as he approaches still rattled from the bird strike and already shaking from his husband being in the hospital and Bradley's words because they're so close to being true.

What we don't see is Ice reaching for Mav weakly and barely being able to lift his hand as tears start to trickle down Mav's face as Mav reaches the bed and grabs Ice's hand, leaning forward to brush his lips against Ice's forehead.

We don't see as Mav leans closer, practically laying on top of his husband as he brings Ice's hand around to stay on his waist, the taller man's breathing getting softer as Mav starts singing "Beauty and the Beast"

We don't see as Ice finally fades, breathing stopping completely as singing turns to sobs, a small smile gracing the face of the now still Admiral as his husband breaks apart above him

We don't see as Mav never sings again until Bradley goes down in a plane and gets put in a medically induced coma. Mav leaning against his bed, feeling himself break completely as he holds the rest of his shattered world in his hands.

[taiturner]

What is with you? Lottie's dead. And Shauna is melting down. And you don't seem to give a shit about anything but self-care.

YELLOWJACKETS, 3x06 "Thanksgiving (Canada)"

[starfacedstudio]

ID in alt text!

my rough designs for these two! a seam and a jevil for your troubles.

[technoblade-updates]

Tommy has become a UK Sarcoma ambassador in Techno’s name! There’s also an article on their website about this! Link

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A cropped screenshot of a tweet by Sarcoma UK @/Sarcoma_UK that was quote retweeted by TommyInnit @/tommyinnit.

Sarcoma UK’s tweet reads “‘I’d never heard of sarcoma cancer until Technoblade was diagnosed and I’m heartbroken that he’s gone.’ We welcome YouTube and Twitch sensation, @/tommyinnit as Sarcoma UK’s latest Celebrity Ambassador.”

Tommy’s quote retweet reads “Hello, everyone. I'm really proud to announce that I am becoming an Ambassador for the @Sarcoma_UK charity. I didn't know anything about Sarcoma before @:Technothepig, and now I want to raise as much awareness as I can.”

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[charlesoberonn]

[kyra45]

I have tried my absolute best not to seek financial support online especially when our our collective focus should be aimed towards the welfare of our Palestinians, Congolese, Sudanese brothers and sisters. I have truly consider countless options before resorting to asking for monetary assistance but I no longer have the means to keep myself alive and my little family Following my father's death almost four years ago due to colorectal cancer.l diagnosis late last year with stage 2A breast Cancer

This is a scam ask, the person sending it is not the original poster of the story/images they’re using. Please don’t donate to them. They are actively taking money from an actual cancer patient and refuse to delete their scam post despite being called out by the person they’re stealing from.

[oifaaa]

I have a fun new game I'm playing where anytime I find out something good a vaccine has done I share that news with my deeply anti vax mother I know it won't change her mind but it makes me happy anyway today I learned that the HPV vaccination programme the UK started in 2008 has managed to cut down the amount of cervical cancer cases by 90% in England