STUFFS (very long)
Found a list of stuff I was planning to write, so I’m gonna redo it. It includes TS stuff, ego stuff, bmc stuff, and some misc fandom stuff too!!
Everything under the cut since this will likely be... very long.
There’s SO MUCH
TS STUFF:
- ORIGINS: ts ladybug au, part one
- ORIGINS: ts ladybug au, part two
- Quack Quack chapters 5 and 6
- that virmile soulmate fic
- familial moceit borrower au
- Scales
- Missing Anxiety
- platonic moxiety borrower au
- Android Patton
- sleep god Remy
- fake dating with Aro Patton!!
- Borrower!Dee with the Sides still existing
- Losleep Soulmate AU
- foster AU
- Losleep HS AU
- Analogical HS AU (5+1)
- Royality with prince Roman and gardener Patton
- Snake Deceit
- King Creativity fic
- Anological stimming fic
- Five Times Patton Said He was Okay
- the last two agere fics of Taking Care
EGO STUFF:
- Rubatosis
- marvelsepticeye HS AU
- Terms and Conditions
- Kisses
- Cat Marvin
- Marvin and Chase friendship slice of life (complete with glow in the dark stars)
- egos with pets
- egos with TRICO
- that Chase fic where nothing is actually real
- marvelsepticeye fic based on that prompt
- The New Year
BMC STUFF:
- Bitter Content
- that writing meme, E with meremine
- 36 Questions to Fall in Love
- trans michael AND trans jeremy
- Rich agere fic
- meremine soulmate au (TiMER)
- coffee shop meremine
- brooke and rich friendship
- Disappear
- flower kids AND meremine
- that “cry me a river” Chloe fic
- richstine travel fic
- Chloe/Madeline fic
- To All the Ones I’ve Loved Before
- SUPERHEO AU
- I Won’t Say I’m in Love
- MBGSA fic and chat
+ thanksgiving
+ the flyer fic
+ the group sleepover
- BMM
- Your SQUIP
MISC:
- Just a Blue-Haired Traci
- family thing with Kara and Luther and Alice
- fictober 2020
- Infected Impostor Green AU
- that Wild Kratts idea
- 5 Times Tom realized Sonic was probably a kid
- The Hollow fic
- some Creepslayerz shenanigans (Trollhunters)
- a demon and angel named Heaven and Hell
- Oliver fic
- found family bingo
Now whenever I’m in a write-y mood I’ll just use this!
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Unraveling Maternal and Child Health within the Multilateral Challenges of the South African Society and the Intricate Role Occuptional Therapy Has.
Maternal health and child health is a delicate and intricate topic that is often overlooked especially in the context of South Africa whereby there is a general lack of understanding and acknowledgement of health concerning mother and child. As defined by WHO “Maternal health refers to the health of women during pregnancy, childbirth and the postnatal period. Each stage should be a positive experience, ensuring women and their babies reach their full potential for health and well-being”. WHO (2021)
We need to unravel factors that hinder maternal health and child health in a South African context to better understand and navigate this topic. One of the first issues which include gender issues an increased appreciation or discrimination of a child based on them either being a boy or girl child. Jhinjar (2019) We find that fathers will neglect or deny children that are female as they do not add “value” to the family. This links into the socio-cultural issues in South Africa whereby we are still experiencing a society of patriarchy whereby women are dependent on partners for financial resources. Therefore, limiting the mother’s access to health care during pregnancy and after childbirth, if the partner does not value medical health care. Another factor in maternal and child health is the decreased deliverance of proficient primary health specifically in childbirth of lower economical individuals due to poor work attitude of staff, poor emergency responses, and poor services at the facility level that result in traumatic childbirth for both the mother and the baby. Lumbini (2018)
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An arising issue resulting from overtly dominant males is gender-based violence as noted in a study that women in such controlled relationships who are intimate with males that are HIV positive are at a high risk of HIV infection. Dunkle et al (2004). This also puts the child at risk of infection during pregnancy and complications in pregnancy such as early labour, injury to the foetus upon impact. Resulting in a child with cognitive dysfunction or developmental delays which decreases their future quality of life and independence in their community. Lifestyle conjunction with poor nutrition issues whereby women are partaking in unhealthy habits such as smoking, eating non-nutritional food during and after pregnancy and supplying the child with inadequate nutrition. Also is expected to take care of household chores independently during this time (unequal gender roles Resulting in them neglecting care for themselves and the unborn child. Lastly, it is important to understand that all of the above factors consequently result in a poor mental state of the mother.
One may find themselves perplexed or powerless with the factors mentioned above, possibly saying to oneself “where to from here”, “what is the solution to these issues”. This is why we have multifaceted professions such as Occupational Therapists to help address these issues and advocate for change.
Occupational Therapy has an intricate role to play in the education and promotion of maternal and child health. At Kenville clinic we work at a community-based level whereby we have shifted from traditional medical-based intervention to more family orientated/centred approaches. Washington (2009) This assists in formulating appropriate and realistic intervention for the mother and child that they can carry over into their everyday life. We have gaged a huge opportunity, as there is an increased number of pregnant women, as well as mothers with children of different ages attending the clinic. The main focus was to promote and educate mothers at the clinic about what exactly maternal health is and building a sense of understanding and trust with the therapist. As noted in some literature that “the mother-therapist relationship and effective communication are essential components in fostering perceived confidence and competence of family members". Washington (2009). A reoccurring issue is that mothers were often resistant to come to therapy as they did not want to lose their line as well as having health promotion speeches that weren’t as impactful or informative as they should be. This is an important area of improvement for me as a therapist.
Another important role that occupational therapists play is to screen children for any developmental delays alongside the mom present and to investigate the mother for any psychological determinates/mental state. Maternal mental health is very important in maternal health and child health during and post-pregnancy. At the clinic, we encourage the importance of pregnant women to communicate with nurses during childbirth when they feel they are experiencing extreme pain, complications, or prolonged labor to prevent injury to themselves or the child. We also highlight the importance of the mother to care for her personal needs as an individual during and post-pregnancy. Therapists and mothers discuss issues that are worrisome such as financial struggles, poor family support systems, and mental health issues. Strategies are discussed among themselves s such as self-care days: reflecting on what is going on around them, partaking in activities that enrich them as individuals: communicating with having family members or partners about assisting in childcare when they are feeling overwhelmed or exhausted. An initiative that is implemented at Kenville is a Moms and Tots Group in conjunction with Maternal Health Group, that will aid in uplifting mothers in their confidence in positively stimulating their children in their development and simultaneously being aware of their self-care. Important topics will be discussed about financial stability, lifestyle changes, assertiveness, roles at home to provoke mothers into thinking, and identifying issues that are presented and strategies to implement. Encouraging women that don’t focus on their negatives, but that problem solve and tackle their issues head-on. Such as the KITE project that creates job opportunities for mothers to sell second-hand clothes to the community, to encourage self-sufficiency and some financial enrichment. It warmed my heart to hear Miss X (a member of the KITE project) say, " The money that I make here, although it may be small for some makes me feel empowered, I can buy bread, clothes for my children, and even lend my husband money when he goes to work. Waking up in the morning and standing at these stalls helps me focus on my future and not the problems that I cannot fix". As occupational therapists this music to our ears as our main object is for individuals to participate in meaningful occupations. Lastly but certainly not least is to look at family constructs and helping mothers to have healthy homes whereby all family members feel accepted and acknowledged. In one of my recent cases, I had overlooked the dynamics of a newborn and its effects on a child that is present. My supervisor enlightened the mother on issues that may arise ad coping strategies such as ensuring mothers engages their older children to feel important and cared for, for good self-esteem. Child health matters for both the children that we see and the ones we do not encounter.
So, you may be asking yourself “this is informative but where to from here” or “what am I to do”. It’s simple. Care enough. Enough to spread the word about maternal health and child health in a society that overlooks women and children's needs. To help build a society and systems that care deeply for mothers who carry the future of our society first in their wombs and later in their hearts. Fostering a cluster of women who are empowered, in charge, and changing their narrative for both themselves and their children.
Reference List:
Dunkle, K. L., Jewkes, R. K., Brown, H. C., Gray, G. E., McIntryre, J. A., & Harlow, S. D. (2004). Gender-based violence, relationship power, and risk of HIV infection in women attending antenatal clinics in South Africa. The Lancet, 363(9419), 1415-1421.
Lembani, M., de Pinho, H., Delobelle, P., Zarowsky, C., Mathole, T., & Ager, A. (2018). Understanding key drivers of performance in the provision of maternal health services in eastern cape, South Africa: a systems analysis using group model building. BMC health services research, 18(1), 1-12.
Prosper, I.(2015)Maternal Mental Health Care. Image Retrieved from: http://creativevantage.org/member/the-importance-of-maternal-mental-health/
Washington, K., & Schwartz, I. S. (1996). Maternal perceptions of the effects of physical and occupational therapy services on caregiving competency. Physical & Occupational Therapy in Pediatrics, 16(3), 33-54.
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Safety In Numbers
Fandom: Be More Chill (the musical)
Characters: Rich & Jeremy-centric, with Michael, Christine, and Jake.
Words: 2,100
Summary: The kids from Be More Chill become friends, slowly but surely. Jeremy starts getting closer to Rich and finds out that he regresses.
Warnings: Bit of an angsty fic! With a happy ending, of course. Mentions of bad parents and unsafe households. Nightmares and stress-regression. One cuss word. Typed baby-talk.
Note: The prompt asked for cg!Jeremy with regressor!Rich and Jake. I only filled about half of the prompt because I’ve never written for BMC before and needed to do some world-building, so please remind me to write a part two when I open requests again! I’ve got a bit of a to-do list so I’m only writing this stand-alone for the moment, but I hope you enjoy, and I look forward to writing the rest!
After everything that happened, it was only natural for the five of them to become friends.
Jeremy shared a room with Rich and Jake in the hospital, and both Michael and Christine came to visit them regularly. At first, Michael came to sit with Jeremy, but eventually he would come and pull up a chair between the beds, chatting with all of them and pulling out his phone to show them all the latest hot meme.
Eventually, they returned to school to finish the year. No one really knew what had happened, but most people seemed to blame Jeremy. With Rich on the outs after the fire, and Jake unable to play football during his recovery period, the five of them formed an alliance of convenience, protecting each other from the alternating teasing and cold shoulders. They ate lunch together, walked to classes together, and kept an eye out for each other after school.
Slowly, what began as a survival strategy became a genuine friendship.
They all liked video games, as it turned out, although their tastes were drastically different. Soon their lunchtimes were consumed by arguments about console and PC games, arcade favourites and foreign imported games. Michael would get so worked up he would stand on his chair, and the others would pull him back down, laughing. Christine would gesture so wildly that she hit Jeremy in the face and get completely derailed by apologizing. Jeremy was hesitant at first, but eventually he was as loud as any of them, coming to the defense of Michael’s obsession with 8-bit games and arguing for the artistic integrity of the vintage aesthetic as Christine and Rich both scoffed at him.
It all worked in a way that Jeremy had never expected. He found himself hardly noticing the stares in the hallway, or the self-deprecating whispers in his head, when he was walking hand-in-hand with Christine, or Michael, or any of their friends. They had formed a closed circle together, with the rest of the world locked out, and that felt fine. It felt safe.
Jeremy felt like he knew everything about Michael, but he was still learning more every day. He got to know the other three from week to week, piecing together their childhood stories and comments about school into a patchwork picture of who they were.
Jake was living with his aunt now, Jeremy learned. With his parents expected to face serious jail-time, the courts had given Jake the choice between emancipation or a family member willing to house Jake until his 18th birthday. Jake got along fine with his aunt, but she wasn’t exactly a mother figure. She had never planned to have kids, and treated Jake more like a younger brother. Her house was small, so they rarely spent time at Jake’s house, and Jeremy had only met his aunt once.
Jeremy had never been over to Rich’s house. Jake told them that Rich’s father was a real asshole, and Rich said that things had gotten worse since the fire. Jeremy inferred that his SQUIP had been helping to defuse things at home as well as at school, and things weren’t going as well without it. Rich was always staying over at other people’s houses, beaming when he was invited to sleep on the couch. Jeremy tried to offer as much as possible; the couch in his basement folded out into a futon, and his dad was sympathetic once Jeremy explained Rich’s home situation.
Christine’s house was by far the largest of the five, full of decorative platters and parents who kept bringing them bowls of fruit. She had an entire couch in her bedroom, and once Jake’s legs healed, they found out that all five of them could squish onto it to watch movies on a laptop. The only downside was that her dad was a light sleeper and forced them all to go home at nine pm sharp, so they more often spent time in Jeremy’s basement. Michael’s basement was fine but always dirty, and his TV wasn’t half the size of Jeremy’s.
The rest of Jeremy’s Junior year passed in a blur of homework, movie nights, ‘Game Over’ screens, and cuddle piles. He learned about each of his friends, and in learning about them he came to love them.
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When classes ended and summer came, as humid and oppressive as ever, Rich started staying at other people’s houses more. Jeremy’s house was the safest bet because his dad never said no, and the futon was pretty comfortable. So Jeremy got used to finding Rich on his doorstep in the evening, with a hopeful grin and his backpack slung over one shoulder.
Jeremy tried to talk to him about it, but Rich always switched the subject. He wanted to play video games, or watch terrible 70s horror movies and laugh at them, or argue about comic books. Jeremy obliged, letting Rich set the rules and the pace from night to night. Rich was manic with energy some nights, whooping and cheering at the screen with every successful kill. Other nights, he slumped against Jeremy’s side with blank eyes and fell asleep as soon as the movie title came on-screen.
Some nights, Jeremy would turn off the TV and quietly wedge a pillow under Rich’s head before sneaking up to his own bed. Other nights, when the futon was already set up, Jeremy would watch the movie with Rich’s head resting on his shoulder, and fall asleep with the credits scrolling.
Often, Jeremy would wake up in the middle of the night because Rich was a pretty active sleeper, and then he would tiptoe off to his own bed to give Rich his privacy.
One night, though, Jeremy wasn’t woken up by Rich kicking his legs or rolling on top of him. He was woken up by the sound of muffled whimpers beside him, a strained sound of fear.
Disoriented, Jeremy squinted into the darkness. It took him a moment to remember that he was on the futon in the basement with Rich, and from there he knew that Rich must be having some kind of nightmare.
“Rich?” Jeremy sat up and felt blindly for his friend. “Rich, wake up.” His hand made contact with Rich’s chest and he found Rich’s shoulder, shaking him gently. “Rich, come on. Wake up, you’re having a nightmare.”
After a few long seconds of that pained whimpering, Jeremy heard Rich gasp in a deep breath and then go quiet.
“Rich?” he asked the darkness softly. “Are you awake?”
There was no response, but with the hand Jeremy still had on Rich’s shoulder, he could feel that the other boy was shaking.
“Are you okay?” Jeremy started to panic a little bit, looking around for the light switch. What if Rich was having a seizure or something, and Jeremy couldn’t see because it was dark? “Rich, are you okay?”
“Sorry,” Rich whispered. “Sorry, sorry, sorry.” He kept muttering the same word quietly, his body trembling like a leaf in the wind. His voice was tired and wavering and almost unfamiliar in its tone.
“It’s okay,” Jeremy told him, and stroked his arm with a thumb in what he hoped was a calming gesture. “You don’t need to be sorry. Do you want me to go?”
Jeremy felt Rich shake his head energetically.
“Cool, I’ll stay. Do you want a hug?” Jeremy had barely finished the question when Rich was in his arms, thrown forwards at full force. Jeremy heard himself make an ‘oof’ sound but he wrapped his arms around Rich, holding him tightly in the darkness. With Rich so close, Jeremy could finally hear that he was crying, his breaths catching in quiet sobs as he clung to Jeremy.
“M’sorry,” he muttered again into Jeremy’s neck. “M’sorry.”
“It’s okay,” Jeremy said. “Really, it’s okay. We all get nightmares.” He ran a hand up and down Rich’s spine, hoping to stop the shaking.
Time stretched on inside of the hug, all of Jeremy’s focus consumed by moving in a way that would calm Rich down. He didn’t know if they had been there for a minute or an hour. He rubbed circles into Rich’s back, ran his fingers through Rich’s hair, gently massaged the back of Rich’s neck. Slowly, Rich stopped shaking quite so much, and eventually the tears subsided. Jeremy’s shirt was cold and wet where Rich had been crying into his shoulder, but he tried not to shiver for fear of setting Rich off again.
Once Jeremy felt Rich’s breathing settle back to normal, he slowly loosened his arms from around Rich and sat back on the makeshift bed.
“Are you okay?” he asked again. It felt like a feeble question, but he waited for the answer.
“I- I dunno.” Rich’s voice was still high with confusion. “I dunno.”
“That’s okay.” Jeremy nodded into the darkness, even though Rich couldn’t see him. “It’s okay to be not okay, okay?” He really needed to stop saying the word ‘okay,’ it was starting to lose its meaning. “Do you want to go and get a snack, or go back to sleep?”
“Scared,” Rich whispered, his lisp heavy on the word. “Don’t wanna sleep.”
“Okay.” Again, Jeremy needed to stop saying that word, but he didn’t know what else to say. “We’ve got some ice cream in the fridge, if you want to wake up properly.”
“What kinda ice cream?” Rich’s voice sounded brighter, but it hadn’t lost that slurred, high-pitched tone.
“Same as earlier tonight, Rocky road and mint chocolate chip.”
“I like Rocky Road!” Rich said excitedly, and then Jeremy felt him curl up. “M’sorry,” he said, and then he was back to muttering the same word over and over “Sorry, sorry, sorry.”
“You don’t need to be sorry,” Jeremy said soothingly. “It’s no trouble. Do you want me to bring the ice cream down here?” He reached out again to rub one of Rich’s shoulders, and the other boy leaned into the touch. Jeremy obediently scooted closer and wrapped an arm around Rich, squeezing him steadily. Rich melted against him, with a quiet sob.
“M’not s’pposed to be like this,” Rich whispered.
“Like what?” Jeremy asked, resting his cheek against the top of Rich’s head. Rich made a wordless sound of distress at the question and folded in on himself, hiding his head in his arms. It sounded like he was trying to talk, but only kept starting words and then giving up on them.
“It’s okay,” Jeremy said again. “I’m not mad. You’re my friend and I love you.” Those words had become easier over the months, although they still felt like a huge step every time he said them. In the darkness here, it didn’t feel as much like a risk.
“Nnn,” said Rich into his knees where he was curled up. “M’sorry.”
“You don’t need to be sorry.” Jeremy hoped that he wasn’t being annoying by saying the same thing over and over again, but it was all that he could think of to say. “I’m here.”
“Sorry,” Rich whispered.
“What are you sorry for?” Jeremy finally asked, trying to keep his voice gentle.
“Bein’ all dumb and small,” Rich said, sniffling a bit. “Can’t think, m’too small.” At first, Jeremy thought he was apologizing for his height, which was ridiculous. But then he started putting the pieces together. Rich’s voice, the slurred words and the confused questions. The tears, which he had never seen from Rich before. Could he mean ‘small’ in the sense of feeling like a kid?
“That’s okay,” Jeremy assured Rich, tugging him a little closer into the cuddle. “You don’t need to think, I can get us ice cream and we can put something dumb on the TV until we feel tired.”
“Don’t leave, m’sorry,” Rich said, holding on tight to Jeremy’s sleeve.
“I’m not going anywhere,” Jeremy promised, pushing his nose against Rich’s temple in an affectionate nuzzle. “I can just stay with you if you want me here.”
“Tank you,” Rich said, still holding onto to Jeremy’s sleeve as if he were going to pull away. Jeremy was relieved to hear thanks instead of apologies, this time.
“Of course,” Jeremy said, and ran a hand through Rich’s hair as the other boy slowly relaxed against him. “I love you. Of course, I’ll stay.”
“Love you too,” whispered Rich, and the two of them sat in the darkness until sleep came back for them both.
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