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how do you start a fanfic. i have idea. i do not know how to start. on that note, how do you even get ideas?? how do you write fanfic?? how do you do anything??

listen to a fall out boy song and hope for the best

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behold, my contribution to the leverage fandom

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Da-ge those look real heavy can I hold them for you??

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— natalie diaz, a brother named gethsemane

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Hi I have a question about Pacific Rim. Given that the sparring is just A way to test for drift compatibility and any activity that requires people to collaborate and anticipate each others moves works, including stuff like multi player video games

Can you test for drift compatibility via improv comedy

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For the most part, my approach to prescribing hormones is “sure,” but I will note that the one thing I lean HARD on patients about is smoking. If you’re transgender, and you’re on hormones, the number one thing we want to protect is your cardiovascular health. That’s frankly the number one thing I want to protect in all my patients, but anyone taking exogenous hormones is at higher baseline risk. And the best thing you can do for your heart is DON’T SMOKE. It’s a bitch to quit, and I didn’t even smoke much or long before I quit in my late teens, and I STILL didn’t enjoy quitting and had smoking dreams for years. It’s harder to quit than just about anything else up to and including crack and heroin, and that’s coming from a patient of mine who recently passed in her early 60s who’d done all of those things—for years and years—but eventually was able to quit everything except smoking. And that killed her. She developed severe COPD and eventually called to say her blood oxygen saturation was dipping into the 70s, which is incompatible with life. She was lucid enough to decline medical care, including refusing to call 911 or go to the ER. A week later, after both I and one of our outreach nurses had contacted her to ask her to please go to the ER, I got a notification that she’d been found dead. She had been so frustrated that she wasn’t a candidate for a lung transplant.

One of my oldest trans patients is in her late 50s. She’s had blood clots that went to the lungs. Repeatedly. Smoking raises that risk. Estrogen raises that risk. She’s a veteran with PTSD; of course she smoked.

These aren’t theoretical. These are humans I’ve cared for over years of their lives. I have been rooting for them—my beloved former addict, who spoke without shame about her years of homelessness and drug use in the city; my queer elders, who are slowly trading in their motorcycles for power scooters. I want everyone to live their fullest, best life.

Smoking doesn’t fit into that. Please don’t smoke. I don’t want you to die like that—not now and not later. I want you to have the future that you may not be able to see yet, but exists.

Since I moved home as an out queer, word got out, and there’s a whole apartment complex of lesbians in their 60s to their 80s who come see me—sitting next to their wives in the office, nagging about blood pressure meds, tattling about not having gotten the shingles shot they said they would. To be clear, when I was growing up in town, I knew no lesbians. Not one. I knew one gay kid in my class, which eventually turned into two. We were it. To see these women living decades with their wives and being able to squabble like any couple in my office over who was supposed to bring their home blood pressure cuff in for us to check it… it means the world to me.

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🎸 homemade au cuteness, commission for @trixietricoter 🎶

a-sang is finding this music stuff challenging, but he has a patient (and surprisingly enthusiastic) teacher. and bear! 🐻💚💜

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Jack: While I’m gone, Owen, you’re in charge.

Owen: Got it.

Jack, whispering: Ianto, you’re secretly in charge.

Ianto: Obviously.

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Nie Huaisang is such a character. He can faint on command. The character guide in the novel describes him as a dandy and lists his weapons as saber (ostensibly) and crying (actually). He stalked a canary for several days and then sneaked it into class. He collects porn and shares it with his friends. He's in a sword wizard society and his clan in particular is known for their blades but he never once has a fight scene. His characteristic accessory is a paper fan. He failed summer camp twice. He formed a Golden Core nearly a decade later than everyone else his age. When his brother was killed he set in motion a several years long revenge scheme that involved both careful planning and insane improv. He built a reputation on not knowing anything. He threw himself on his brother's killer weeping and saying "if you don't help me I'm killing myself in front or you." Truly who is doing it like him

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PLYMOUTH ROCK CHICKEN??????

Viki plz they don’t even have Massachusetts

#i mean the subtitles are right #that sure was a barred rock chicken #which should not have been in ancient fantasy china #but when in contrast to the potatoes chilis peanuts and dreamcatchers... #doesnt seem so out of place #but it still bugged me a bit #bird crimes

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WIP Wednesday

More from my @mdzsbigbang!

JC and NHS go on a little pastry date that is actually a fact-finding mission. They mostly find pastries, not facts.

“It’s fine,” Nie Huaisang said, turning to the glass display. “Help me decide which pastries to get.” “I don’t eat that sort of thing…” Jiang Wanyin protested. Nie Huaisang gave him a haughty look. “Everyone eats this sort of thing. Some of us are even brave enough to admit it.” Jiang Wanyin blushed. It was so easy to make him blush. It made Nie Huaisang feel a bit too powerful. It would probably backfire on him at some point. “Come on, what do you eat when no one is watching?” he wheedled. Jiang Wanyin gave him a complicated look that might have been all the stages of grief and pointed to a chocolate cake thing with toasted meringue and raspberries. Interesting. Nie Huaisang would have pegged him for a cinnamon guy. “Perfect,” Nie Huaisang said, waving over the barista. “We’ll have one of those and one of those and one of those.” He pointed to the chocolate thing, a bear claw for his brother, and a slice of lemon cake for himself.

#sangcheng #jiang cheng #nie huaisang #wip wednesday

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So hum hallelujah, just off the key of reason.

Hum Hallelujah - Fall Out Boy

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Voting Blue in Alabama!

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