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[yellos2]

Is this your slom-sona, Brittany McTea?

[sunchipanim]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LEMME GET PREGNANT PLEASE

"The first modern attempt at transferring a uterus from one human to another occurred at the turn of the millennium. But surgeons had to remove the organ, which had become necrotic, 99 days later. The first successful transplant was performed in 2011 — but even then, the recipient wasn’t immediately able to get pregnant and deliver a baby. It took three more years for the first person in the world with a transplanted uterus to give birth. 

More than 70 such babies have been born globally in the decade since. “It’s a complete new world,” said Giuliano Testa, chief of abdominal transplant at Baylor University Medical Center.

Almost a third of those babies — 22 and counting — have been born in Dallas at Baylor. On Thursday, Testa and his team published a major cohort study in JAMA analyzing the results from the program’s first 20 patients. All women were of reproductive age and had no uterus (most having been born without one), but had at least one functioning ovary. Most of the uteri came from living donors, but two came from deceased donors.

Fourteen women had successful transplants, all of whom were able to have at least one baby.  

“That success rate is extraordinary, and I want that to get out there,” said Liza Johannesson, the medical director of uterus transplants at Baylor, who works with Testa and co-authored the study. “We want this to be an option for all women out there that need it.”

Six patients had transplant failures, all within two weeks of the procedure. Part of the problem may have been a learning curve: The study initially included only 10 patients, and five of the six with failed transplants were in that first group. These were “technical” failures, Testa said, involving aspects of the surgery such as how surgeons connected the organ’s blood vessels, what material was used for sutures, and selecting a uterus that would work well in a transplant. 

The team saw only one transplant fail in the second group of 10 people, the researchers said. All 20 transplants took place between September 2016 and August 2019.

Only one other cohort study has previously been published on uterus transplants, in 2022. A Swedish team, which included Johannesson before she moved to Baylor, performed seven successful transplants out of nine attempts. Six women, including the first transplant recipient to ever deliver a baby back in 2014, gave birth.

“It’s hard to extract data from that, because they were the first ones that did it,” Johannesson said. “This is the first time we can actually see the safety and efficacy of this procedure properly.”

So far, the signs are good: High success rates for transplants and live births, safe and healthy children so far, and early signs that immunosuppressants — typically given to transplant recipients so their bodies don’t reject the new organ — may not cause long-term harm, the researchers said. (The uterine transplants are removed after recipients no longer need them to deliver children.) And the Baylor team has figured out how to identify the right uterus for transfer: It should be from a donor who has had a baby before, is premenopausal, and, of course, who matches the blood type of the recipient, Testa said...

“They’ve really embraced the idea of practicing improvement as you go along, to understand how to make this safer or more effective. And that’s reflected in the results,” said Jessica Walter, an assistant professor of reproductive endocrinology and infertility at Northwestern University Feinberg School of Medicine, who co-authored an editorial on the research in JAMA...

Walter was a skeptic herself when she first learned about uterine transplants. The procedure seemed invasive and complicated. But she did her fellowship training at Penn Medicine, home to one of just four programs in the U.S. doing uterine transplants. 

“The firsts — the first time the patient received a transplant, the first time she got her period after the transplant, the positive pregnancy test,” Walter said. “Immersing myself in the science, the patients, the practitioners, and researchers — it really changed my opinion that this is science, and this is an innovation like anything else.” ...

Many transgender women are hopeful that uterine transplants might someday be available for them, but it’s likely a far-off possibility. Scientists need to rewind and do animal studies on how a uterus might fare in a different “hormonal milieu” before doing any clinical trials of the procedure with trans people, Wagner said.

Among cisgender women, more long-term research is still needed on the donors, recipients, and the children they have, experts said.

“We want other centers to start up,” Johannesson said. “Our main goal is to publish all of our data, as much as we can.”"

-via Stat, August 16, 2024

[hinamie]

post-graduation trip airport looks

[tsukiglitch]

HOHO THE RAGEBROS(yes that intentional) WE ARE SO BACK!!

MY SONS!! I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS! MONDSTADT HERE I COME (sorry if this looks rushed, because it is I'm too excited to stay in place and draw lol)

[acekindaneat]

Happy Christmas Eve Eve ❄️

[inkclover]

TWO OF THEM!!! 🐏🐐

they are so silly… silly little fellas…!

[unstoppable-ratlord]

Idk I had an idea

I've always wanted to try out doing something playing card style

Also these are probably my favourite photoshoot looks of his

[faegfx]

𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝  ,  𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡  𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞  .     ݁˖ ❀ ⋆｡˚        a  series  of  romantic  gesture  prompts  inspired  by  historical  fiction,  period  dramas,  classic  fairytales,  poetry,  and  more.  will  likely  be  updated  in  the  future,  so  please  do  not  add  onto  this.

[   HAND   ]     ,     sender  kisses  receiver's  hand.

[   COURTESY   ]     ,     receiver  kisses  sender's  hand.

[   KNUCKLES   ]     ,     sender  kisses  receiver's  knuckles.

[   AFFECTION   ]     ,     receiver  kisses  sender's  knuckles.

[   TENDER   ]     ,     sender  kisses  receiver's  forehead/temple.

[   CARE   ]     ,     receiver  kisses  sender's  forehead/temple.

[   LIPS   ]     ,     sender  kisses  receiver  on  the  mouth.

[   SEALED   ]     ,     receiver  kisses  sender  on  the  mouth.

[   HUG   ]     ,     sender  hugs  receiver  close.

[   EMBRACE   ]     ,     receiver  hugs  sender  close.

[   KNEEL   ]     ,     sender  gets  down  on  one  knee.

[   REVERENCE   ]     ,     receiver  gets  down  on  one  knee.

[   OFFER   ]     ,     sender  offers  their  arm  for  receiver  to  join  them  somewhere.

[   JOIN   ]     ,     receiver  offers  their  arm  for  sender  to  join  them  somewhere.

[   ENVELOPE   ]     ,     sender  writes  receiver  a  love  letter.

[   LETTER   ]     ,     receiver  writes  sender  a  love  letter.

[   FLOWERS   ]     ,     sender  gifts  receiver  flowers.

[   BOUQUET   ]     ,     receiver  gifts  sender  flowers.

[   DANCE   ]     ,     sender  asks  receiver  to  dance.

[   WALTZ   ]     ,     receiver  asks  sender  to  dance

[   SILENCE   ]     ,     sender  and  receiver  enjoy  a  quiet  moment  together  without  conversation.

[   READ   ]     ,     sender  reads  to  receiver.

[   STORY   ]     ,     receiver  reads  to  sender.

[   CARRY   ]     ,     sender  carries  receiver  in  their  arms.

[   LIFT   ]     ,   receiver  carries  sender  in  their  arms.

[   HUG   ]     ,     sender  hugs  receiver  close. 

[   INTERLOCKED   ]     ,     sender  holds  receiver's  hand.

[   INTERWOVEN   ]     ,     receiver  holds  sender's  hand.

[   GENTLE   ]     ,     sender  holds  receiver's  face  in  their  hands.

[   CRADLE   ]     ,     receiver  holds  sender's  face  in  their  hands.

[   CONVERSE   ]     ,     sender  has  an  intimate  conversation  with  receiver.

[   SHARE   ]     ,     receiver  has  an  intimate  conversation  with  sender.

[   COOK   ]     ,     sender  cooks  a  meal  for  receiver.

[   CHEF   ]     ,     receiver  cooks  a  meal  for  sender.

[   POEM   ]     ,     sender  writes  a  poem  for  receiver.

[   ODE   ]     ,     receiver  writes  a  poem  for  sender.

[   GIFT   ]     ,     sender  gives  receiver  a  gift  (  specify  ).

[   PRESENT   ]     ,     receiver  gives  receiver  a  gift  (  specify  ).

[   HOLD   ]     ,     sender  and  receiver  cuddle  together.

[   BACK   ]     ,     sender  gives  receiver  a  back  rub.

[   MASSAGE   ]     ,   receiver  gives  sender  a  back  rub.

[   ASSIST   ]     ,     sender  helps  receiver  put  on  a  piece  of  clothing  or  jewellery. 

[   HELP   ]     ,     receiver  helps  sender  put  on  a  piece  of  clothing  or  jewellery. 

[   RAINFALL   ]     ,     sender  kisses  and/or  dances  with  receiver  in  the  rain.

[   DOWNPOUR   ]     ,     receiver  kisses  and/or  dances  with  sender  in  the  rain.

[   BASKET   ]     ,     sender  and  receiver  share  a  private  picnic.

[   WORSHIP   ]     ,     sender  kisses  and/or  touches  receiver's  body  with  reverence.

[   DEVOTION   ]     ,     receiver  kisses  and/or  touches  sender's  body  with  reverence.

[   ALTAR   ]     ,     sender  watches  receiver  walk  down  the  aisle  towards  them.

[   AISLE   ]     ,     receiver  watches  sender  as  they  walk  down  the  aisle  towards  them.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael is FNAF Baby's number #1 hater

[gothamite-rambler]

Robin!Damian: Put your pew pew away! Wait—

Red Hood (confused chuckle): Put my what away?

Robin!Damian (embarrassed): I meant gun! I’ve been watching a lot of true crime videos, and that site sucks. They can’t say the word "gun," or the video gets taken down, and I won’t have anything to watch.

Red Robin: I bet you say "unalive" too

Red Robin and the others laughed, making Damian blush in embarrassment.

Robin!Damian: Damn that Ray William Johnson! He has to say those dumb words just to make those videos. I do still enjoy them though.

Red Hood: Ray William Johnson, the guy from the early 2000s?

Red Robin: He's making videos again; they're pretty good, actually.

Nightwing: The guy who did that weird online show back in the 2000s is making videos again… and he says "pew pew" for gun?

Red Robin: Yep and yep. Once you get past the words he has to say to keep YouTube videos up, it's enjoyable content. The website has gotten weirder and dumber over the years, but I like watching his videos.

Robin!Damian: Red Robin, it makes sense you are a fan, but why do you old people know about him? He’s ours!

Nightwing: What? Old?!

Red Hood: You can't claim a person as your own when we had him first! What the hell did he talk about on the show again!

Nightwing: You're not helping! We knew about him before you were even a thought!

Red Robin: You didn’t watch him, though! You knew about him and that doesn't count. You were already old, and he was dead… or working with the Al Ghuls.

Robin!Damian (siding with Red Robin, crossing his arms): Yeah... what he said.

Red Hood: I didn’t even say anything insulting!

Nightwing: And I’m not old!

Robin!Damian (pointing at Nightwing, mocking): OLD!

Nightwing (shouting angry): Stop it!

Nightwing stepped back angrily cusring.

Red Hood: We're not that old! We still had him first! And whatever he used to talk about on his show came before him saying stupid words like 'pew-pew' We had him first!

Red Robin: You did not watch him! You were busy shooting people and getting revenge!

Robin!Damian: Yeah, that's right! You were too busy being OLD!

Red Hood: You took my job!

Red Robin: We are not having this discussion again!

As the heroes and Robins argued, Batman and Oracle overheard the entire exchange. Oracle silently enjoyed the bickering while sipping her coffee. Batman's eyes widened for a few seconds as he watched the older men argue with the younger ones. He sighed, covering his eyes like the exhausted father he was.

Jim Gordon had already figured out that Batman was listening to the boys argue.

Jim: What’s it about this time?

Batman: Some guy named Ray William Johnson, and Robin called Nightwing and Red Hood old, so they’re arguing over who owns a human man!

Jim: Out of context, that’s a very weird statement. In context, this is hilarious. Who did you watch for news as a kid?

Batman: I watched the news, not a guy in his bedroom.

Jim: His content isn’t bad.

Batman: I need you to side with me right now.

Jim: It’s garbage content. There.

Jim laughed, taking a drink from his coffee. Batman was at least happy he wasn’t near his arguing sons.

[m3dieval]

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[coatl-cuddles]

temporary break from posting Sky-- here's some miraculous pv art because i am insane

[mymultifandomhell]

francesca by hozier

jayce + viktor + music [2 / ?]

[spookyji]

chaconne. s.jy

cw. noncon/dubcon, knives, stalker ex!jake. no one asks for jake but he might be my fav to write for in enha lol

you have 38 missed calls from unknown numbers from two hours ago. even as you block them, it’s impossible to end them, the constant vibration of your phone, the endless stream of notifications of texts from numbers without ids. you changed your number, and they wouldn’t stop, not until an hour ago. your phone’s eerily silent,, but maybe you were so desperate to believe it was all okay… that maybe he gave up.

how naive.

the sensation of lips pressed to yours, a quiet sigh that rips you from the confines of sleep.

jake…? your voice so sweet with fear, he can almost taste it. i missed you so much, baby… jake murmurs, his hand caressing your face so lovingly, thumb tracing your cheek even as you flinch under his touch, did you miss me? you ignored all my calls, doll, you hurt me. blood pulses erratically beneath your skin. he can’t be here, kneeling at your bedside, touching you now. the passcode to your apartment was changed. the windows locked, it’s impossible, even his gaze reads your eyes. you’re surprised, aren’t you? don’t think about it, you know i know everything about you.

the knife blade rests against your skin, just threatening. you know i don’t want to hurt you, baby, but you hurt me so much, jake whispers, his lips just hovering over yours. it’s a shame you underestimated him. underestimated all of his love and adoration for you. his pretty obsession that festered into insanity.. oh, maybe it was for the better that you were naive enough to believe you could escape. are you going to behave, or make me use this? it’s not a question, not with the knife just one twitch away from slitting your throat.

i–i’ll behave, you mumble. good girl. the knife moves away from your neck, handle clenched in his fist beside your face as jake moves on top of you. just as a… reminder of your choice, as his lips press into yours, in what feels sweet and loving, even if you’re forced to kiss him back, his tongue pushing into your mouth, wet with saliva and heated pants. his hips grinding against yours, the bulge in his jeans prominent as he ruts against your little sleep shorts, wetness pooling in your panties even with the sick feeling sinking in your stomach.

please, don’t, we— we can still talk about t-this, your pleas coming out in hitched breaths, the pounding of your heart almost beginning to hurt inside your ribcage, the cold blade of the knife suddenly sharp against your throat in an instant, words cut off. don’t say that, jake hisses, drawing in a ragged breath, the knife in his hand trembling against your throat, you made a choice, doll. his warm, chocolate brown eyes that you once stared into with adoration now so haunted you can barely recognize them, possessed with the lovesick insanity eating him alive by the second,, jake’s so far gone.

tears well in your eyes as he reaches down to pull away your panties and shorts, flimsy fabric hanging between your ankles as your legs are pushed up against your chest, exposing your wet cunt. your body doesn’t know the difference., does it? so starved for touch, the knife clattering to the floor before the sudden intrusion of his fingers pushing into your pussy, arousal squelching with every movement of his hands, your breaths laced with gasps, your hands trying to muffle whimpers as the sensation of dread is poisoned by pleasure, his tongue dragging over the lobe of your ear before he nips a little. that’s it.. good girl, you haven’t forgotten.. haven’t let anyone else touch your pussy, have you?

you shake your head a little, a smile gracing his pretty lips, bulge in his heads rubbing against your thigh. jake’s getting impatient, after all, he’s been ignored for so long,, he could’ve jerked off to your voice if you had just answered one of his many calls… now he’s finally got you where you belong. thinking you could reject him? fuck that. your eyes clenching shut at the sudden feeling of emptiness in your pussy as his fingers reach for his zip, the sound of the zipper dragging down and the rustles of clothes, a tear sliding down your cheek in a glistening trail. a whimper forced from your throat as the tip of his cock sinks in your pussy, your body trembling with the sensation of being touched.. aww, baby, you missed me that much? jake grins, his smile a little lopsided at the way you’ve given up,, look at me, he murmurs, his hands sinking into the plush of your hips, gripping hard.

mm— fuck, jake moans, been so long, hasn’t it, since he got to fuck your cunt,, you’re so pretty, baby, i can’t stop thinking about you, his lovesick eyes addicted to the sight of your tears, your little hands covering your face like you can hide behind your fingers, muffled whimpers as his cock sinks deeper and deeper into your pussy, like your tight cunt’s sucking him in so eagerly, he can barely move. it hurts, being stretched out,, but it doesn’t matter to jake, does it? his moans breathy and needy as he thrusts into your tight pussy, your ankles thrown over his shoulder, filling you up deeper and deeper.

say you love me, jake murmurs into your ear, his voice laced with a plea for love, please, please, don’t you love him back.. when you’re connected as one, his hips rolling into yours with such vigorous need, pretty tears staining your cheeks just the way he wants to see you, so perfectly ruined.. i— i love you, jakey–! your lips forming the words you know he wants, and deep down, just like the little bulge in your tummy, it’s all from jake, just the way he likes it, the cute little nickname all he needs to affirm his delusions. jakey. he’s your jake. forever yours.

hot cum filling up your insides, jake’s lovesick moans muffled, face buried into the crook of your neck, hot breaths against your throat, his body weighing against yours to keep you in place, til’ you’ve taken every last drop of his semen, milky cream seeping out around his cock, white staining your abused, swollen pussy,, your sobs so sweet to his ears. your legs sore and pussy aching,, only for his hips to rear back, thrusting deeper in, fucking his cum into your womb, his hot breath fanning over your ear, i love you so much, baby, i can’t stand it,, oh, you’re so naive if you thought jake chose to come to your bedroom on just any day. no, he won’t let you forget about him, abandon him, try to leave him again.

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this was originally for sunghoon, but it suits jake more imo might rewrite the sunghoon version eventually tho needs to be more toxic for hoon lol

[jetsetlariat]

So that dbd collab huh