#and the bones that fuse together

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

"If your entire body is replaced by speedforce are you really the same person you started out as? "

i mean seeing as how skin cells work in the real world I gotta go with "obviously"

I gotta tell ya, if your brain completely dies and then rebuilds itself from scratch then you might wanna go see a doctor. Same for any nerve cell, really.

Cause yeah, skin cells do replace themselves at a very quick rate but your brain? You're stuck with what you got. And, uh, it's arguably the most important part. It's what makes you 'you'.

[signifer]

*white knuckling the table edge, covered in elmers glue* i..... love..... skull reconstruction.......

[katkalis-the-horror-fanartist]

OH MY GOD IM GETTING SURGERY AGAIN TOMORROW JUST TO MAKE EXTRA SURE I CAN MOVE MY FINGER AGAIN IT NEVER ENDS

AGAIN EVERYONE TAKE CAT BITES SERIOUS AS FUCK THEYRE SERIOUS AS HELL

[wrestlezon]

*squints* is that kyle fletcher. what the hell have they done to that man

[sharkneto]

Here's a bone question I've always wondered about: why do turkey legs have that huge mess of tiny little bones? What is the evolutionary purpose of this arrangement?

If you're talking about the long shards of bone along the main bone of the drumstick (the tibiotarsus) - those are tendons! Some birds ossify (turn to bone) their tendons for added strength (less stretchy = more sturdy). It's relatively common in birds, especially in their legs and slightly less so in their wings.

Cranes take it to the next level and ossify the tendons in their neck (along with ossifying their leg tendons to an insane degree, so they make neat fan shapes through the muscle). Because of this, despite all my love for cranes, they are my enemy because trying to clean muscle out from under all the ossified tendons was a fucking nightmare.

[brainslash]

Slasher oc ideas but I'm not so sure about them

[judgingskeletons]

thoughts on this halloween decoration that still hasn’t been put away?

Oooo not a bad looking fellow! Little bit wonky from the front but they've got the general shape. Odd bit of bone next to the teeth looks like it's fusing the maxilla to the mandible. Sutures on the temple are pretty good except missing the coronal suture (goes over the top from temple to temple). Got the left infraorbital foramen in the right place but none of the other foramina (inc the right infraorbital one!) and lots of random looking holes on the right side of the maxilla and mandible? Much like myself this fellow looks quite handsome with a 3/4 view but somewhat less so when staring straight at the camera 7/10 I would never put them away!

[avalior]

Following Angela's creation of her nanotechnology and the revolution she brought to the nanobiology field, both* Ziegler siblings underwent a surgery to be injected with nanites similar to those found in the Caduceus staff. They circulate throughout the body in the blood and can be used to heal with a physical touch, as Angela did with Mei in the 'Zero Hour' cinematic, and keep both* siblings in good health, healing any wounds they might suffer in the line of duty so that they can continue to function as field and combat medics.

Although intelligent, and specifically engineered to heal the body to a fit state, the nanites are not sentient and are incapable of independently recognising how a body is broken, only that is is -- for example, if a bone is broken and the two halves are not perfectly aligned with one another, the nanites are able to detect the bone is broken but are unable to independently recognise that the two halves will need to be realigned with each other before any fusion should take place in order for the bone to be considered healed from a human perspective, not just a bio-technological perspective. To address this, both* siblings had neural chips implanted that would help them control how the nanites would heal and to communicate with them directly, being able to utilise their medical education and biological knowledge to direct exactly how injuries should be healed to best avoid improperly healing civilians and colleagues in the field and leaving their bodies a grotesquerie of mishealing in horrific conditions.

There is not an infinite supply of these nanites however, and although they are self-regenerating over time, these are more often used for smaller, more visible injuries that can be correctly diagnosed and immediately addressed or for injuries to be treated in a tighter space where it may be more awkward or difficult to wield the Caduceus staff. For injuries that may require more extensive or prolonged use of nanobiotics, or they are unable to come into physical contact with the injured party, the Caduceus staff is used, as it has a greater pool of self-replicating nanites that can be utilised over a greater distance. While these can also be directed by the neural implant, and will be directed as needed, these are not often directed to the same precise level as those transmitted through physical touch as the staff is most often employed in the heat of battle when the general instruction of healing any injuries suffered in battle as they are suffered can be easily understood and executed by the staff's nanotechnology.

As there is not an infinite supply of nanites transmitted by physical touch, overuse of these nanites can result in dehydration, nausea, fatigue and full body aches at lower levels of overuse, and bleeding from the nose and ears, full body exhaustion, and intense myalgia at the most severe levels of overuse. This can only be remedied by allowing the internal nanites to self-replicate and regenerate -- while using the Caduceus staff on themselves will at least partially abate the physical symptoms for a time, it will not restore the levels of the internal nanites.

While Angela's nanobiotics revolutionised the medical field, there are injuries sustained in the field that cannot be healed exclusively with this nanotechnology alone, such as injuries sustained in car crashes, air strikes, and the like, as those injuries would potentially include internal bleeding, hidden broken bones, intermuscular injuries the injured party themselves may not be aware of and may be unable to communicate, etcetera. As such, the internal nanites are capable of performing a full-body scan, sweeping through an injured party's body to highlight injured areas, where the nanites compare their findings in the injured's body to the schematics of how the human body should look when in perfect health and report any discrepancies, which are communicated back through the implant. From there, it is left to the healer to parse the relevant information and interpret actual injuries suffered versus ongoing health concerns -- for example, a scan on Cole may reveal some smoke-related damage to his lungs due to his smoking, but that information would not be prevalent when treating him for a bullet or laser wound. The level of information relayed in these scans is relatively in-depth and highlights every missing correlation without specification -- for example, it will highlight a bone is broken in a certain area, but will not indicate how it is broken, the severity of the fracture, if the break has caused other injuries to the surrounding tissue in the same area. Repeated use of nanites in this fashion, without rest or sufficient breaks, can result in high intensity migraines and overall fatigue. These scans are not possible through the Caduceus staff nanites, as those nanites are engineered specifically to heal or bolster the body, nothing else outside of those parameters.

Given the varying biologies of Overwatch agents, both pre-Fall and post-Recall, such as Lena and the chronal accelerator, the prevalence of high-grade prostheses and how they might interface with human biology, and Genji and Sojourn's cybernetic bodies, it is imperative that both* have an understanding of each agent's biology and how their bodies should work as compared to the typical, standard, human biology. As such, it is made mandatory, as part of Overwatch's physical examinations, that a full-body scan taken through machines rather than nanites is carried out, that both* may familiarise themselves with the people they will be working with to better support them. If ever asked about whether this is necessary, or in the face of any reticence, Markus will always be upfront and frank about why this is needed and what, in terms of avoiding any horrific body horror misguided and misinformed healing, they are hoping to avoid.

While they can heal a great deal of injuries from minute to horrific, nanites are incapable of regrowing amputated limbs. If the injury is recent enough and the limb still fresh, reattachment is possible in a very methodical and delayed procedure, albeit not recommended for in-field application. For those such as Torbjorn, Cole, Genji, and Sojourn, however, where their amputations are several years old and the site no longer fresh, it is not possible for any of their limbs to be regrown.

please note: both* refers to the Ziegler siblings as used in this blog's overall canon. When writing with any depictions of Angela, this can be adaptable in line with any headcanons specifically regarding Angela this may retcon or not work alongside.

[balteus]

"nisu ti srasle kosti lubanje i viri ti mozak kroz fontanelu" is one of the most insults ever

[crocodile-carousel]

oh baby stretching is not enough anymore i need to be put on the rack

[minecraft-steve]

the most miserable creature on this planet is my cat who pisses and shits himself and loves to cuddle

[royalreef]

(( Anyways, today I’m back on my bullshit, figuring out more obscure details of Miranda’s anatomy that literally will not matter to anyone else besides me.

[barbie-nightmare-house]

Guess I figured my energy alone should deter radfems but I forgot how stupid they are

[honeysbunchesofoats]

the other day at the table we were doing trivia as our distraction, and we ran out of questions and I was like oh!! I know things!!!! "how many bones do we have in our bodies?" (immediately thinking, oh dang that's too easy. forgetting that most people did not study anatomy, somehow) they did not know, and I was like oh!!! surely they'll know this one!! and said "what's the only bone not connected to any other bone?" you may be able to guess that they also, did not know this one.

[paperbag1999]

i thought getting pfiezer this time around would make it bearable but i feel so fucking awful.

[anantaru]

DAY 22 — MIRROR SEX

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including — gepard, jing yuan

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, mirror sex, very messy, dom gepard for once omg who am i?, prone bone, doggy style

𖧡 — GEPARD

gepard could swear on it, truly, but there was nothing that turned him on just as much as this current setting did— besides the fact that he can bend you on all fours with such ease while recklessly rutting into you, his biceps flexing when he drags you over his cock, his balls repeatedly smacking over the plush of your ass but even better, he can watch it unfold, together with you, from a much more different point of view.

"fuck— fuck!" he groans before slanting his body forward to hover himself over your figure, and due to the sudden change in position and the heaviness of his entire weight dropped on you, your hands and legs instantly give up as you're squeezed in between the bed and his looming body, making it effortless for gepard to fuck you even deeper now, thrusting his hips in a frenzied rhythm— with one palm perking your ass up a little while the other finds warm solace against your neck, his fast heaves hot and loud above you, all the while you clenched and quivered around him.

you knew gepard was starting to lose it the more his breathing changed and his thrusts would grow erratic. he bit down hard on his tongue, tasting a film of metal between his teeth as he forces himself to postpone his orgasm— because he always needed to make you cum first, it's a given and he cannot forgive himself if he'd ever fail at that.

from the moment his muscles rippled from excitement, he has you throbbing and pulsing all over his length as he works his hips on you, your eyes repeatedly blinking towards the prancing mirror memorizing the entire thing and reflecting it on you— the immediately responsiveness of gepard's trace on you, how quickly you gave yourself to him with your face squished against the soaked pillows or even better, how your slickness had coated his lower stomach entirely and claimed him, the muscled lines on his torso melting into your softness when gepard slips and slides through your ragged walls.

you feel yourself trapping a hotness on your skin, despite that, gepard wouldn't falter in his shoves and neither would you want him to, practically salivating over the feeling of his dripping erection fusing with you and his musky scent all over you— your hips, tired but being kept up as he continues, never growing fatigued of your warmness engulfing him, coaxing out those sweet, soothing noises from your lips as gepard turns his head again to the mirror glowing right back, his followed groan lust-deepened and greedy.

𖧡 — JING YUAN

now that a mirror, of considerable size, was collecting all positions of your bodies fondling with one another, jing yuan was permeating of tension and pervading desire, the very kind of desire that manifested without warning and trapped the rationality of his mind, swallowed and wrapped him inside a husk until he's fucking you like he absolutely hates you as filthy moans continuously echo from past your parted mouth.

the greed in his eyes made you weak when you dare to catch a glimpse of yourself, his hips tirelessly grinding against your plush ass that you're able to see how your translucent arousal had been sticking you both together, faint ropes of white connecting your figures as jing yuan made sure that you were able to feel each and every inch of his thick erection dragging across the ridges of your tight cunt, filling you up completely until he was buried balls deep into your heat— and you wanted him close forever, no reason would make you separate yourself from him.

"jing yuan—!" you started to cry out, accompanied by a chorus of muddled syllables tumbling out over your parted lips, arching your back so deeply that you were afraid it'll actually snap into two.

though jing yuan, for one, smirks at you in one approved expression before burying his face in your shoulder, clinging on your skin as much as he could as you flutter over his girth, your creamy walls pummeling over his reactive skin as he swore he saw stars for a minute straight, his brain rewiring and replacing all regular notions with blissful ecstasy.

"just look at you, fuck—" he groans against your neck, "Such a sight to behold," his voice crackS and ugh, jing yuan was so fixated, borderline obsessed, with how your tits looked in the mirror, how they bounced in tandem with his fast slaps into your greedy pussy and how you quivering, sobbed and pulsed around his length without an inch of shame, your hot liquids gripping him like a vice.

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