young justice - season 1
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Is this a lifetime employment? Elected by popular vote? How is suitability determined for this job?
He was recruited from Battersea Dogs & Cats Home on recommendation for his mousing skills.
He has captured the hearts of the Great British public and the press teams often camped outside the front door. In turn the nation sends him gifts and treats daily.
Larry, the Chief Mouser spends his days greeting guests to the house, inspecting security defences and testing antique furniture for napping quality. His day-to-day responsibilities also include contemplating a solution to the mouse occupancy of the house. Larry says this is still ‘in tactical planning stage’. [x] < gov site
a leader the people can believe in
This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.
THIS ONE!!! THIS IS THE ONE THAT WORKS!!!!!
I reblogged him the day i started treatment and 1. GOT TO MY APPOINTMENT ON TIME 2. FOUND A FREE PARKING TICKET SOMEONE LEFT IN THE METER FOR ME AND 3. GOT FREE STARBUCKS AFTER MY APPOINTMENT!!!!!
please God 😂
I need it pls and thanks omg :o
Michi plis
Because kitty
Thrown in the Deep End of the Parenting Pool
I had this idea a while ago and again, I’m procrastinating the final cleaning up of my Big Bang so tada! Yes, I am well aware that I’ve ranted about baby!fic and kid!fic before so just embrace my hypocrisy okay? All the love to Sharna and Ellie and even poor Meg who got stuck in the group chat. (she doesn't’ even go here)
“Don’t you dare look,” Octavia growled bringing Bellamy’s eyes back up to hers. Curiosity had gotten the better of him for a half second but he snapped out of it as she gripped his hand harder. He was at her side, his other arm was holding her leg up hooked under her knee and Clarke was at the end of the table. Her face concentrated.
“One more push, Octavia, just give me one more,” Clarke said and Bellamy felt Octavia’s muscles tense. This wasn’t like when Octavia was born, even if years had dulled the memories, he knew this was different, better. “Now, Octavia, push,” Clarke said before she started counting.
Lincoln should be here, but he was gone. Two weeks ago they’d gone out on a routine meeting. Clarke and Bellamy could have done it without him, but this clan had a particular dialect that neither of them had managed to get quite right and they were sticklers for protocol and tradition so he’d volunteered. It was going to be three hours. No big deal. Octavia wanted to come but she’d been having contractions and Abby refused to let her go.
There was a storm and he’d fallen off the side of the trail, then a mudslide and he was gone. They’d been searching for the past two weeks but he was gone.
Octavia was a mess. She was angry with everyone. Bellamy knew eventually the anger would be overcome by grief but so far she was still livid. Even in labor, when her water broke she cursed and tried to punch him every time he offered assistance in getting her to medical. Octavia screamed like a banshee when Abby tried to touch her, claiming if she’d not put her on bed rest, Octavia would have been able to save Lincoln. Clarke heard the gossip around camp that Octavia was in labor and came running just in time to see Octavia to throw a tray at Abby.
“I got it, mom,” Clarke offered and now she was down there, covered in more blood than Bellamy saw when he brought down a deer. He choked back his concern and remembered that his mother did this and survived without a doctor, Octavia was fine and in good hands. Women were badass.
“Good, good, good,” Clarke said and her tone and the sudden loosening of Octavia’s grip had Bellamy looking at Clarke for confirmation. “It’s a boy.” She lifted the baby up and placed the bloody mess of goo and tiny person on Octavia’s chest. Bellamy was in awe, Clarke was smiling, and Octavia started to sob. But it wasn’t happy tears. She looked away and Clarke yelled for Jackson.
Do! 👀 NOT!! 👀 Double!! 👀 Bind!!!
Double!! 👀 Bind!!👀 If!! 👀Needed!!👀For!!👀Flat!!👀Chest!!!
um or don’t because it’s unhealthy and can mess up ur body a similar way as an ace bandage?
Guys please dont double bind!! I know it sucks to not have a flat chest, trust me im a triple D and im not a big dude..im rather small. I. Know. It. Sucks. But. Please! DONT! DOUBLE! BIND! It can heavily damage your body! Its way too risky and not worth it… believe me its not!
Hey fam, double binding now severely impacts your ability to have a healthy enough body for top surgery (if you want it), exercise, or even basic respiration in the future. So, even though not being flat right now sucks (I hear you. I’m with you. I’m sorry.) right now will not last forever, and right now is not worth all of the things double binding will make you not be able to enjoy or even experience.
There are so many awesome things about you that deserve more room to breathe and flourish than double binding will allow.
Your validity is not determined by how flat you are.
Your worth is not measured in the circumference of your chest.
You deserve to breathe. You deserve belly laughs, and the ability for your lungs to expand enough to sing really bad karaoke or blow out birthday candles or take your dog for a walk. You deserve oxygen, and unbroken ribs, and unpunctured lungs. You deserve to live like the bad ass you are, and you can’t if you can’t breathe (I know this from experience!).
By double binding you are restricting the glory of who you are and all you can be to this idea that validity, joy, and worth are only for guys with flat chests. It’s a lie. You don’t need a flat chest to be valid. You don’t need a flat chest to own your truth and be true to it. The idea is a lie. You don’t deserve its consequences (physical and emotional). The truth of your validity and awesomeness is so much better, so please bind safely and keep breathing into the bad ass that is you.
No flat chest is worth a flatline.
Thanks, @transboysunited <3
Sorry for the spam guys, but really, I’m reblogging these because no one talks about double binding and the first reblog really shocked me. The only reason I am mentioning this is because I’VE done it, and it’s not ok.
Thankfully, I stopped double binding before breaking any ribs, despite doing it for a quite a long time, but I know that double binding has damaged me INSIDE.
I used to double bind almost daily because of dysphoria and it got to the point, I really did need to have a break. I couldn’t bind at all and thankfully, at this time I was going through mental health issues so I didn’t leave my house in need of having to wear my binder, but I was in pain; my back, my chest, my ribs, everything hurt. I remember for about 2 weeks I stayed in bed but I remember even lying down would kill me. I’ve never been to a doctor about it, but I have eventually healed.
However, even now, my back, chest and ribs can still hurt if I bind for about 1-2 hours. My body really can’t take it any more and there will also be times that even without binding, it will play up.
Just because you’re not using an ace bandage, or tape, does NOT mean that double binding with a chest binder, a small sports bra, a small binder or a mixture of both is safe and won’t harm you, because it’s far from safe.
Bind safely, one binder is enough and remember that chests are not 100% flat.
You really need to listen if you are doing this because I know that if I saw a message like this sooner, I probably would have stopped.
-Caleb
Note from a biologist and EMT
Your rib cage isn’t really a system of bones the way any other bone is. Its not anchored to other bones through joint systems. Its connected by a series of elastic cartilage segments or fused to your sternum or spine.
This elasticity is great for your lungs because it means your ribs can expand so you can take deeper breaths, but it also means your ribs are extremely vulnerable to warping under continual pressure.
Over binding, especially when you’re still growing (so from puberty typically until your mid 20s), will permanently deform your ribs and back. I assure you binding safely now will not only insure you can have top surgery, but will save you from chronic, often dehabilitating and life threatening injury.
For any of my binding nb peeps. Keep yourselves safe.
Responsible af. 10/10, good doggo.
You can’t be mad at him
Definitely should give him a treat
Good boy 💕
I doubt any of the ppl who commented have pets
Let’s Talk About Tonight’s Chicago Med…
Warning, Spoliers included.
Tonight’s episode, in my opinion, was so beautifully done in some parts that I couldn’t hold back the tears. It was chilling knowing that Wheeler would be the one dying and how he casually walks to the roof and steps over after engaging with his collegues. He was the one to greet them and he even told Maggie to give him a minute before he sees a patient. Chilling is the only word I have for it because nobody knew about his pain. I expected to hear something, maybe a thud, maybe people screaming, but there was nothing, and that’s something that scares me. Death seems so quiet. It was the subtlety of everything, Jay asking how Nat was doing, Rhodes bringing Reese into the OR to tell her his mistake. The acting of this cast was amazing.
Also, when Dr. Charles acknowledged Will and his expertise is something that completely took my breath away. It’s those 5 seconds that he took out of his day to let Will know that he mattered to others. It’s those 5 seconds that many of us never take to be there for someone. It’s those 5 seconds that could prevent anything.
Let’s also talk about Dr. Choi. We already know he’s dealt with PTSD and he’s seen Dr. Charles about it but it was how he put his head down and worked, the way the military taught him, that managed to get him through the day without breaking down. He looked at Wheeler’s dead body, just like he has probably done dozens of times overseas. Death is something familiar to him but it never gets easier.
It was Nat who cried in the break room, the one place doctors went to get some privacy that broke my heart. Some people might disagree with Dr. Charles’ decision to not talk to her since he’s a psychiatrist, but in my opinion, letting her be by herself and letting the tension of the day come out is what she needed. No words would’ve comforted her, no actions would’ve either. He let her cry and that is beautiful. Because sometimes, all we need to do is cry. And that’s okay.
Above all, I just want to talk about how this show approaches mental illness. It is never shunned. We get to witness how death and how some cases personally affect the characters. It was in the end when Dr. Reese asks her mentor how he is doing. Once again, the subtlety, and how she knows something is wrong. It also shows how at some point, someone can’t take the burden of everything. What if he hadn’t met Emmett outside of the hospital? The story would’ve taken a complete turn around. As Will had referenced, “25-30 years, a long time.” That small act of asking someone how they’re doing is the bravest thing someone can do because it shows that you’re there to listen. So many of us don’t have a person in their lives that will do that for them, and for many of us, it may be difficult, but we could step up and be that person for someone else. Whether it’s a friend, a family member, or a complete stranger. It’s the small acknowledgements that we can give someone that can ultimately lead to their survival. I know I will try my best to be one of these people, because I know how it feels. For the first time in 9 months, someone asked how I was doing. And I broke down. I want to empower others to their potential because I know I have the capability of doing so but you never know about someone else’s demons. So be that person.
Sorry for this big text post taking over your timelines, you’re free and entitled to commenting/reblogging your opinions.
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