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teaboot · 1 year
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Yo I haven't done it in forever so I forgot that working at a sex shop gives you superpowers
1. The We-Vibe Tango is a low frequency and fully waterproof rechargeable bullet vibrator that we used to sell for about $150. A new model came out about a year ago so it's on sale now online for $47. Can confirm that shipping is discreet and they have a really good warranty, just keep the packaging.
*(I'm not sponsored to say that and nobody is paying me rn, it's just a legit good deal.)
2. There are essentially three bases used for lube: Water, Oil, and Silicone. Oil breaks down any materials other than glass or metal, and Silicone breaks down Silicone toys and sometimes condoms. Water is safe for everything but tends to dry out, so people don't like it- but if you add water or spit, drying water-based lube will slick right back up.
3. If your water-based lube has given you any itching, tightening, or burning sensations, you probably have a chemical sensitivity. Obviously everyone has different preferences, but my number one recommendation is Water Slide- it's a super reasonable price compared to other lubes, it feels natural, it's incredibly gentle on the skin, and it doesn't stain sheets.
**(Again, I'm not being paid for this. By anyone. At all. I'm just sick of hearing people come in and tell me they don't use lube cause it hurts, or that they're using fucking coconut oil in their vagina. Please, God, don't put coconut oil in your vagina.)
4. A lot of massage oils use almond oil to suspend other ingredients, and warming products sometimes use cinnamon. Always, always, always check people's allergies.
5. You can buy toys off cheap sites if you want, just be wary of quality and ALWAYS read the product description. I personally wouldn't buy anything that isn't Silicone, stainless steel, or glass, because unlike jelly, plastic, "fantaflesh", and Silicon, (which is NOT Silicone!!!) They are non-porous, sterile, and don't melt in contact with each other. This means that as long as you clean them properly and don't use the wrong lubes, they will not hold bacteria or break down, which makes them safe for both you to reuse and your partner/s to share. (And to switch between front door/back door, so long as you wash before going back to front.)
6. Cotton and polyester bondage rope are cheap and great to practice with. Silk sounds fancy and is very strong but be advised that a lot of silk rope is "Silk(TM)", not actual silk. Read the product description. (I personally am reluctant to spend more than about $2 per foot for mass-produced synthetic rope, but could be persuaded to pay more for ACTUAL silk, nylon, handmade ropes, or especially attractive colors/patterns/textures.) You want your rope to be at least as thick as your thumb and layered to avoid lacerations, and taut (not stretchy) to be sure you're in control of how much pressure you're putting on.
7. Choking someone by pressing on the windpipe is painful and inefficient. If you want to, stay very, very light, as it's a very delicate area. If you want a head rush, press down on the sides of the windpipe, just below the corners of their lower jaw. You will feel a pulse there. That's the carotid artery. It carries oxygen to the brain. Pressing there will allow them to breathe, but will still "choke" the air going to their head. It's faster and painless. Only hold this for 3-4 seconds if you lack experience. It takes just under 15 seconds to make someone pass out from a blood choke, and after that you risk causing *permanent brain damage*. If your partner passes out, release pressure immediately and keep their airways clear. If you're the one being choked, know that your only warning will be spotty vision and a dizzy sensation. Communicate with your partner/s and for the love of God, do your research first. I'm not a doctor. Please God, please do your research.
8. Don't reduce blood flow to any part of the body for more than 20 minutes. This includes cock rings. Take a break for an hour between uses.
9. Most 'dick pills' are just a stimulant, a mild vasodilator, and a placebo. Usually mostly caffeine. They are not worth $20 apiece. Take a minute to meditate, have a hot shower, drink some black tea, have a coffee, go for a run, whatever- you'll get the same effect. And no, there is not a single ethical and legal sex shop in the country that can sell you viagra. You would have better luck on Facebook. Do not buy viagra on Facebook.
10. There are no "male toys" and "female toys". Your only limitations are safety and creativity. If youre sticking something into something else, just make sure everything is clean, not too big, not sharp or abrasive, and can be taken back out.
11. If something "goes missing" in your vagina and you panic, you muscles will tense up and it'll it'll harder to get back. Relax and stand up. Wait a minute. Chill. Calm down. Jump a couple times. There's nowhere for it to go and worst case scenario, I promise the emergency walk-in has seen something weirder or worse in the past hour or so.
12. You cannot return toys that you buy and don't like and I swear to God if you come into my store with an opened product and try to give it back I will lose my shit
13. Actually while I'm at it, people who work at sex shops are more often than not not sex workers and even if they were, it would still not be appropriate to flash or grope them or ask them "what they use", I will run you over in the fucking parking lot
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queenendless · 4 months
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💗Safe Haven (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader)💗
A/n: ... I legit had no clue what to write. So it's gonna be short. Sorry. God this JJK burnout is getting worse!
Angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, and these two are enemies on opposites sides but in reality are secret lovers (though it ain't a secret to those who truly know them) with you as their third. And like reader-chan, I need comfort right now.
PLEASE DON'T PLAGARIZE, TRANSLATE, COPY, REPOST AND ETC MY FAN CONTENT. Reblog, like, and follow instead thnx u.
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The front door of the apartment unlocked, swinging open as that familiar boisterous voice boomed out. “Sweetheart~! Your Toru is here~!” The door slide closed as Satoru Gojo took off his black dress boots to leave by your welcome mat.
His socked, heavy footsteps sounded getting closer in just a few strides. “Did ya miss me? Cause I sure missed — !”
The sounds of glass shattering followed by the loud thump of something falling made him run, honed in on your cursed energy. Finding you crumbled up on the glass shard covered floor of the living room.
“Y/n!?” Using the barest traces of cursed energy in his finger to collect the shards only to erode them into cursed nothingness, he could safely tend to you. “Hold on. I got you.”
Only when he slowly helped you roll around to sit up on your butt did he see crimson dripping down your hand from the cut open wound on your wrist.
“Fuck.” He muttered before speaking out loud. “I don't see any glass in there. Still,” He pulled off his blindfold to bind it tight enough to put enough pressure to stop the bleeding.
“Toru, your blindfold!”
“I have plenty of backups stashed back at my place. And here, of course. Besides, this is just temporary.” His updo now freed to let his hair down hang over those radiant eyes that bore anxious concern for you as well as the utmost confidence, pulling your uninjured hand up gently as his other arm wrapped around your waist to get you on your feet.
“Not to worry, my dearest angel. Your valiant lover will get you all patched up in no time.”
The sliding open of the rolling door leading to the balcony grabbed your attention.
Then again, you both felt that familiar cursed presence coming a mile away.
“Well now,” Seeing the manta ray returning to his own shadow, Suguru Geto hummed deeply. “What have we here?” He took off his zōri sandals to place by the open doorway. “Satoru, you're no healing nurse like Shoko is, ya know.”
“For your information, Suguru,” the sassy hurt in Gojo's voice betrayed the grin that was there. “I happen to be a wonderful nurse!”
Geto cheekily pointed out. “Then you have a small bloody puddle to wipe up, nurse-sama~”
Satoru groaned a bit. “Hang on. I can't be expected to do all the work.”
“My blood, my mess to clean up.” You meekly pointed out.
Satoru gently lifted you up by the waist just to plop you on the couch, clicking his tongue and wagging his finger at you. “Sorry love, but you look exhausted. No wonder you collapsed earlier and got yourself hurt. Now you need to take it easy.”
Suguru sighed deeply. “Very well. I'll help my dear Satoru out if it'll make him happy.”
Both men hummed as Gojo leaned over to smooch Geto for several drawn out moments to fill that mouth with its usual sweet taste. “Thank you~” Gojo beamed before stalking off to the bathroom where you kept the first aid kit under the sink.
Seeing a decent sized, withered red leaved Jubokko tree become sentient with blinking eyes creep out of Suguru's shadow made your curl away from it. “Sorry dearest, but it'll help clean up the mess much faster.” Suguru assured, despite cringing as its hole of a mouth sucked up every trace of blood on that floor, hissing as its root hands reached out for your bloody clothed wrist only to be sucked back into Suguru's shadow again.
“Wretched leech.” He griped, his white tabi socked feet padded over to you.
You flushed pink at the sight of Suguru undoing his gold-colored kāṣāya garment to drape over the couch as he rolled up his black yukata robe sleeves.
“Choosing to leave the sorcerer life is one thing … but living among these … monkeys. Honestly honey, I'd prefer you live with me and the girls … though with everything that's been transpiring lately …” He sat down and gingerly took your wrapped wrist, smiling faintly recognizing Gojo's blindfold even if bloodstained. “I can see why living away from all that chaos does seem safer.”
“I have returned!” Satoru slid in, holding the kit above his head like it was the newborn heir of the Pride Lands. “So, since I got here first and all, I figured you are up to playing nurse this time?”
“Fine by me. But best we clean it in the bathroom.” Geto recommended.
Gojo drooped, whining. “Back the way I came then. Jeez, could've told me that earlier?”
Geto scoffed. “Oh hush you.”
The cold tap water of your bathroom sink ran as the blindfold was unbound, plopping into the sink, crimson draining away as you kept your wrist under the running faucet.
“Fortunately, the cut isn't that deep so no stitching is needed. Still, I suggest you focus your attention elsewhere to make it seem less painful in your mind's eye, love.” Suguru cautioned as he doused a spare soft clothed rag on the countertop with your mild hand soap before letting it get wet enough.
“You can start by explaining why you're so pooped out?” Hugging you from behind meant you could lean on Satoru's sturdy body as your fatigue was coming back in.
“Insomnia.” You whined a bit as he lifted you up again just to plop you on the counter. “Depression. Lonesomeness – Figured it out now?” Your griping did unnerve them.
Your sniffling meant tears blurred your vision, looking away to face the wall and not them. Satoru weaved his hand through your hair, pulling your head to flush your weeping face in between his plush pecs as Suguru began dabbing and cleaning around the cut.
“I mean, work stress for one cause of course there is. Living here by myself for two. And seeing cursed spirits flock around here, harmless ones at that, still makes me anxious if things will escalate to full blown shit.” You felt yourself laxing as Gojo brushed your hair as well as your arm to reassure you that you weren't alone now. “I'm always gonna be worried for the day when you two don't come back … or for when you do return … but I'll be dead or worse.” The sting in your wrist was outweighed by the ache in your cracked heart.
Shadows covered both their faces, letting you speak.
“I know you both went through hell after Riko-chan … and Haibara-kun … and I thought leaving with Nanami-san would mean I find some semblance of peace and try to live as normally as I could.”
Gauze bandages gingerly covered your wrist as Geto's nimble hands got to work.
“Even so, I thought keeping in touch would be better than nothing … despite the risks … I needed to hear your voices again. See your smiles again. I'm sorry. I – !”
Tenderly holding your cheeks to have you look up at him, you became breathless as Gojo kissed you openly, his tongue brushing yours, capturing your sobs, brushing your streaking tears with those calloused thumbs of his.
“Never apologize for your big beautiful heart, you breathtaking angel.” Satoru heaved heavily, hot pants painting your trembling lips as various emotions swept through those big blue eyes.
Your chin was firmly grasped as your face turned to make way for Geto's lips as his thick neck flexed on how much he wanted to swallow your taste to drown out the horridness that is the taste of cursed spirits.
“How did two damaged beasts such as ourselves get to be blessed with the most endearing creature our eyes have ever laid upon?” Suguru whispered, devotion vivacious in his gaze.
Choked whimpers and shaky gasps leave your lips, submerged in their kisses of unified warmth.
“You were with me at my lowest point when I needed someone to hear me the most.”
“You knocked some sense into my dense noggin and dragged me back just so me and Suguru would hash things out.”
“Even prideful maniacs need to hash things out.” You yawned as Gojo carried you bridal style while Geto hurried packing the first aid kit away.
“I'm sorry we haven't made enough time for you, angel. I'm the biggest packing tank for handling the shittest messes those elders can throw at me. Doesn't beat seeing you though.” Satoru purred the last line as he flicked his pinkie finger to get your door to open. You giggled as he fell atop you on the bed, snatching Suguru's wrist as he just came in after. “Both of you~!”
Suguru's exasperated sigh was betrayed by his wistful grin as he smooched the smirk stretching on Satoru's face.
The sky went from cloudy and blue to the warm colors of the sunset.
Giant sculpted fingers traced your face. From your lashes to your nose. Brushing your forehead, your cheeks, then finally your breathing lips. Lost in deep sleep, Suguru watched in wonder at how serene you appeared.
Stripping off that black zip-up work jacket of his to drape over the dresser, Satoru laid down beside you, brushing your hair leisurely.
“So … what happens now?” Suguru murmured.
“Well,” Satoru hummed, raising a finger. “Option one: we keep going as things have been but that will still leave our little lamb all by her lonesome while we're swept up in the war of our ideals.”
“Option two: we both come clean about our secret but be labeled and hunted as partners in crime.” Suguru continued, raising his own finger.
“Or … there's always option three.” Oh Satoru the ominous.
“Which is?” Suguru was hesitant to ask.
“We three elope, you two and the girls can move into my place, we get two cats that look like us and we name them Catoru and Cuguru~!”
. . .
Suguru laughed under his breath. “You're such a doofus.”
“Well this doofus is all for you two to deal with til the end of our days.” Gojo drowsily put as he ruffled Geto's already tousled hair; his bun coming undone.
“Best to ask Y/n about it after she finally gets some good rest, first.” Geto kissed the wrist of Gojo's hand cupping his cheek; Gojo thumbed his earring filled, large earlobe.
“Hai Hai,” Pulling the younger man close enough, Satoru blissfully, deeply, lip lock danced with his best friend, partner in infamy, and one and only.
Well, one of two.
Heated panting hitting each other's faces, blue looked down, to which black followed.
Finally at ease, able to sleep with their distinctive scents and comfy warmth enveloping you.
For the first time in a while — what felt like forever to you actually — you were at peace.
Feeling velvety wet sweetness kissing you followed by another pair immediately after had you humming for more, to which brought you slightly out of sleep at how much they peppered your entire face with their loving kisses.
Sunset turned to night as their own exhaustion caught up to them both, spooning you from both sides, legs intertwined, snores filling the room, as three bundled into one among rustled sheets and strewn about pillows.
Your bandaged wrist brushed their bare wrists as their hands held yours.
Intertwined.
In hand.
And in life.
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1eos · 1 month
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I’m a non black POC, and ever since you mentioned how non black people misuse aave as internet slang and don’t use the correct grammar, it’s finally made sense when some posts sound so off while others sound coherent. My country has its own dialect of English that we use alongside proper English so I get code switching to an extent. like I may not know the correct grammar either but now it’s easier to spot people who ARENT using AAVE correctly and oh my GOD it’s become so annoying to read those posts and hear those influencers!!!!! YOURE NOT USING IT CORRECTLY, just talk like you normally do!!! Youre butchering it!!!!! How do you stand it Ms Kendra? In any case I hope you have a wonderful day ahead and I wish you many a sexy Leo’s!!!!!
it really is a legit language!!!! like you can really tell when someone has not learned aave organically--aka being a part of a culture where it is spoken in the home--and when they just copy shit they see off the internet! and i really don't stand it 😭😭😭😭😭 it legit pisses me all the way off everytime i see it lakgkgklgllkalkg im just accepting that im gonna have high blood pressure. i saw some cracker jack say 'the gaggery you are' and saw fire behind my eyes bc its sooooooooooooo disrespectful bc you can tell ppl like that don't care or understand that aave is a legit language with specific sentence structures and u can't just mix it all together like gibberish. and then they be like 'we didnt know' why the FUCK are u using words you don't understand?
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but thank u so much love! i will have a great day despite....despite.....and i hope you do too!
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autumnaaltonen · 1 year
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How do you think alucard would react to a gen z humor? For example: would he enjoy tiktok and vine? Would he be confused by our memes? How would he react to our self-deprecating humor?
This will be a running theme in my fanficiton, so I'm all for this. Also, I am barely Gen Z, and continuously learn new slang from my students, so excuse the cringe 😅
In my personal opinion, Alucard very much gives supportive grandpa vibes.
He's happy to view whatever "KidToks", "YouViews", or "Bumblr" memes you shove in his face. He's not going to understand it, but he's happy to watch if it makes you smile.
He really loves BookTok for reading material when he's chillin in the dungeon, especially murder mysteries and modern fantasy.
When he first got a taste of your Vine-Vocab, he legit just thought that was the way you spoke.
Seras delivering you a birthday gift: "so you just gonna bring me a birthday gift on my birthday to my birthday party on my birthday with a birthday gift?"
Giving the Hellsing taskforce driving directions for their next mission: "Road work ahead? Uh, yeah, I sure hope it does."
Joining him in the shooting range for target practice: "Don't fuck with me! I have the power of God and anime on my side!"
When you eventually informed him it was from a dead meme-site that defined your generation, he was very impressed that you young-folk have such an extensive reference log to communicate with each other.
Like I said, grandpa vibes.
His favorite moments are when your Gen Z slang is directed at him. He has no idea what you're talking about, but he loves it cus it's you. You love it too, because you can use it to your advantage and flirt with him incognito.
"Alucard, I admire the 40s coat and sunhat drip, but it's a little camp these days. We really need to give you a glow up."
"I saw the footage from your last mission, and I have to say, you were an absolute snack. Totally bussin'."
"You high-key live in my head, rent-free, Alucard."
He enjoys your silly words. Such admirable youth.
But when it came to your self-deprecating humour, it was kind of 50/50 for him. He understands it with no issues, and as long as it wasn't too hurtful towards yourself, he thought it was hilarious.
"Sorry, demons! There’s no room inside me because I’m self-possessed." Hella relatable for him.
"I question my sanity a lot of times. Every now and then, it replies." He's like, "same."
You'd think he would enjoy it all, given his dark-humour streak. However, when you talk too poorly about yourself, it really puts a damper on his mood.
Even though he's a grandpa, we have to remember that Alucard is incredibly intelligent. So whenever you're shitting on yourself, he plays your game to his advantage.
You: "I'm the human equivalent of a typo."
Alucard: "But you'll always be my type."
Wait. What?
You: "If I remember correctly, the last time that I was someone’s type was when I was donating blood in the blood drive."
Alucard: "I had it for my dinner last week, it was one of the best bags I've ever drank."
Motherfucker. There more you try to put yourself down, the more creative he gets. It's like a ping-pong game of put-downs and affectionate counter-attacks.
You: "My life’s purpose is to be a cautionary tale for others."
Alucard: "I'll just have to be your happily-ever-after."
You: "I wouldn’t even settle for me, so why would you?"
Alucard: "Because we could be settling together in my coffin when we sleep."
You: "When I’m ready to sleep, I don’t bother checking if my foot is hanging off the end of my bed anymore. Come get me, demons."
Alucard: "Is that a proposition?"
You finally admit defeat, as your red cheeks and blood pressure could only handle so much.
Damn that sexy old man.
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anotherghoul666 · 1 year
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✨️Get to know me!✨️
Tagged by @devoured-by-shadows thanks buddy!! 🤘🤘
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It's Gaerea's singer creature on his knees because why not ❤️
Last song you listened to: Drag me Under - Sleep Token
Currently reading: Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo
Last movie: I legit don't remember, I'm not a movie person at all.
Craving: sushi, specifically salmon sashimi. And a good submission play session / pain play / kneeling. As one does xD
Currently wearing: Cellar Darling black band t-shirt, black jeans, my work shoes because I'm at work.
How tall are you: a friend said to me a couple of days back I was "of the smol variety" which I thought was cheeky and fun XD I'm 5'3 3/4
Piercings: only the right ear. I had tons of piercings plans and I learned over that year of working on that year that my body does not like to heal piercings at all. It was enough of a disaster I never wanted to risk it again after three.
Tattoos: that my body heals beautifully, fortunately cause I'm addicted XD Right leg, calf and thigh, and a side of my back is done. I want to be covered.
Glasses/contact lenses: hell yeah to glasses, since I was a kid. I can't see past an arm's length without them. Contacts only for metal shows where I go in the pit cause I got glasses broken before. But I hate wearing them, I'm too oversensitive to tolerate them long.
Last drink: water. Besides that, a papaya-banana-chocolate smoothie.
Last show: currently showing Criminal Minds to my life partner, we're at the end of season 2.
Last thing you ate: mushroom and spinach pasta with lots of parmesan cheese.
Favorite color: black. For those that say it's not a color, then blood red / oxblood and purple as a whole.
Current obsession: Gaerea, Sleep Token, Ghost, aka the masked metal band of hotties trifecta.
Unrelated obsession: well everything's related but BDSM as a community and a lifestyle.
Pets: two cats! A 13 years old grumpy dictator of a fat brown tabby who I exist to serve XD And a 10 years old smol orange, which should tell you all you need to know about her crackhead personality XD
Do you have a crush on someone? Listen, I'm poly, I'm non-mono, my love freeflows out of me and into the world, I'm a flirty fuck who tries shit, and I have no intention to turn that affection faucet off. I have a ton of crushes active at all times and I'm open for those who vibe with my energy and meet me up to where I set my own bar. It's fun! ❤️
Favorite fictional character: impossible to choose one, there are so many! I guess my immediate thought was Hannibal from the tv series?
Last place I travelled to: I travel locally whenever I can, me and my life partner fancy ourselves a good road trip, so many small cities around the province and stuff like that. Internationally my last trip was the US in 2017 for a metal festival 🤘
Tagging yeah I'm tagging all of yall again XD @joeynihil @idkhowbut-art @mibo-nin @miasmaghoul @traayaa @belle--ofthebrawl @nocturnalghoul @askingforthesun no pressure and only if you haven't done it before and it sounds fun!
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etlu-yume · 1 year
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Summary - Iron and Menstrual Cycle interactions
Because I've finally finished going through the printed research papers I printed a month ago for this, I wanted to try and get my head together with what I've found.
• Oral Contraceptives associated with higher haemoglobin and ferritin ---- partly because of shorter bleeding times + less blood loss, particularly with 4th Generation Progestins [1] ---- longer duration of OCs significantly associated with higher ferritin and haemoglobin levels [3]
• 4th Gen Progestins = reduced bleeding = higher iron retention ---- Apparently antiandrogen activity that lowers intensity of menstrual bleeding [1]
• Lower intensity of menstruation and longer time since the last menstruation, the higher the ferritin concentration[1][2] --- (on reflection this seems pretty obvious because "less blood loss + more time between blood loss = more iron retained/absorbed" is a pretty logical step)
• Estrogen (specifically 17ß Estriadol) influence on iron metabolism via inhibiting Hepcidin production [2][4] ---- like RIP me to pieces because Estriadol is in so many OCs ---- the mechanism makes sense though - inhibit hepcidin, increase iron absorption to make up for lost iron during menses.
• Estriadol inhibits Hepcidin mRNA in HFE mice [2] --- because y'know we didn't already have it bad enough with the genetic mutation that means our hepcidin production is already shot to pieces SURE COOL LET'S ADD TO THE PROBLEM --- (but yes yes sure "women are protected from iron overload because they bleed once a month") --- legit this shits me so much because it's a double whammy. "Would you like some reduced hepcidin to go with your reduced hepcidin?" ---- (for anyone wondering wtf hepcidin is - iirc it's a hormone produced primarily by the liver that regulates iron metabolism/absorption. Too much hepcidin and you don't absorb enough, too little and you become a walking magnet.)
• Short term effects of Hepcidin changes could lead to an uneven iron distribution between serum (blood) and tissues[2] ---- Also that Estriadol is found not to alter serum iron (which agrees with [1] results) however it induces a low iron status in bone marrow which idk I don't like the sound of that. ---- between "low iron status in bone marrow" and "uneven iron distribution between serum and tissues" that sounds to me a bit like "yeah lol it's not in the bloodstream it's in ~everything else~ that you can't test for lol"
• Some Contraceptive Packages have iron pills instead of sugar placebos [3] ---- like I get this is probably a "hey iron deficiency is a big problem" thing but hooooo boy I was worried enough about what was in the hormone pills. (From a quick google though these don't appear to be available in Australia but hnnnngngngngngn)
• Relationship between Iron metabolism and COX (cyclooxygenase) systems [4] --- (extra note: apparently COX systems are enzymes that cause inflammation and pain?? [According to a mid-note taking google it's the system that NSAIDs like Iboprufen target to relieve inflammation and pain]) --- (oh to know which way the influence here works. Although remembering that things like 'joint pain' and 'arthritis' are common Iron Overload symptoms, I'm gonna go with somewhere on a 'not good' end of the scale)
• Iron relationship with Nitric Oxide production and blood flow in the endometrium [4] --- This felt kind of important but I haven't connected the dots as to why. (Look I am not a proper Science Kid I'm just a frustrated iron mutant trying to work out how other body mechanisms are gonna fuck me over while trying to get control back over my moods) --- (But there's stuff about Endothealial Nitric Oxide Synthase controlling blood pressure, blood flow, and oxygen delivery[4] so I'm going out on a limb and guessing it's possibly got something to do with flow and/or cramps.)
• Haemoglobin, Serum Iron, Trasnferrin Saturation, Serum Ferritin and Albumin are all at their lowest levels during menstruation[5]
• Luteal/Late Luteal phase (but before 24-27 days after onset of menses) is when Haemoglobin, SI, TS and SF are at their highest [5]
• Rapid fall in Haemoglobin, hematocrit and serum iron levels in the very late luteal phase (24-27 days after the onset of menses) [5]
All I know is I came away from this with far more information than I meant to and questioning All The Things. (Should I be aiming to get bloods done in Luteal phase? Or Menses? Why has nobody put these things together as like "things to worry about for pre-menopausal women with Haemochromatosis"? [... don't answer that, I'm pretty sure I know the answer to that one])
References/Articles read:
[1] "2017 - Iron Status in relation to oral contraceptve use in women of reproductive age", Gellert S and Hahan A.
[2] "2012 - 17β-Estradiol Inhibits Iron Hormone Hepcidin Through an Estrogen Responsive Element Half-Site - PMC" Qing Yang, Jinlong Jian, Stuart Katz, Steven B Abramson, Xi Huang
[3] "1998 - WHO Effects of Contraceptives on hemoglobin and ferritin" Task Force for Epidemiological Research on Reproductive Health, United Nations Development Programme/United Nations Population Fund/World Health organization/World Bank Special Programme of Research, Development and Research Training in Human Reproduction, World Health Organization, Geneva, Switzerland
[4] "2016 - An Overlooked Side Effect Of Iron Treatment/ Changes In Menstruation | Solmaz | International Journal of Hematology Research" Soner Solmaz, Süheyl Asma, Bilal Aygün, Çiğdem Gereklı̇oğlu, Aslı Korur, Hakan Kalayci, Can Boğa, Hakan Özdoğu
[5] "1993 - Variations in Iron-Status measures during the menstrual cycle" Insun Kim, Elizabeth A Yetley, Mona S Calvo
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fierceawakening · 2 years
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aroseofjericho
I think the 95% diets fail thing is something that's trotted out quite a lot by body positive influencers. I think various creators have taken to debunking it - I think Dr Nadolsky on Instagram is one of the ones who talks about it? I do realise that a guy on the internet isn't the most credible source. If you do look him up: he is a medical doctor in the US who specialises in obesity and helping people lose weight in a sustainable way - his brand of humour can be a
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bit off putting though ("how funny is it if I imitate fellating this banana? And this popsicle? And this--")
Thank you, I'll look that up.
That one just never passed the smell test for me, honestly. Because when I got to my highest weight and started having consistenly high blood pressure and such, I was... actually doing pretty badly? In pain, depressed, a lot of things. The idea that there would be no way to consistently improve from the point I was actually at just... sounded VERY, VERY blackpill to me, which is what made me finally decide to try. Like, if it was really futile, all I'd do would be fail, right? Which is exactly where I was.
The other one I don't buy is "your metabolism doesn't actually change as you get older." I'd like to see stats for that one as well. I was literally underweight for the majority of my adolescence by which I mean I COULD NOT gain no matter what I ate. I would eat 2 or 3 appetizers at a restaurant and then entire steak dinners and still feel hungry. People would put my food in front of other people because I was tiny and skinny and there was no way I was the one ordering THAT.
Then when I got into my 30s I gained a bit, now in my 40s there's legit no fucking way I could do that without getting bigger.
My mom is fat, and from what she describes, this is what happened to her too--because she was such a furnace when young, she never had any need to pay attention to satiety cues (if either of us even really HAD them) and then she became fat because her body stopped doing the thing.
So yeah when people say that's a myth and it's just because in your 40s you get sedentary I am Doubtful. It's true I go from place to place on foot less than I did when I was in college but I do not think that explains it all.
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RIGHT YEAH I was also thinking about the scenario of Jo accompanying Masato in relation to this, in the vein of… that'd solidify that the whole lie was always about His Family and not The Family right… because what can Jo even DO for the family while he's away? He's more than a glorified accountant.
Though thinking about it, he probably wouldn't have been away too long, at least compared to a prison sentence for murder. Because Masato only faked his death in 2004 (at the very latest, I guess; it's when the news went public) and Bleach Japan was founded "almost 20 years" prior to 2019, at which point Aoki and Ogasawara had already graduated and returned to Japan.
That and Aoki wasn't in a wheelchair anymore when he met Ogasawara at Harvard, so perhaps Jo would only really /need/ to stay for the procedure and Aoki's physical therapy and all, though of course I can see him staying longer. Still, not too long, all things considered.
So this scenario's kind of the worst of both worlds, because perhaps those first couple of years it's Arakawa's own stubbornness, and then the rest of his family has to go away anyway. And he's so sure in that time what he needs is to be with his family again and he'll at least feel less alone, miss Ichi less.
But then Masato's Aoki now and only really staying in touch to use him and the Arakawa Family's resources for his own gain, and Jo--as you perfectly put it--doesn't know how to emotionally take care of him. So things he should be ecstatic about--seeing his son walk on his own two legs for the first time and having his right hand man back in action--end up bittersweet at best. Aiiieeeeee……
OH YEAH SHINJI I half-remembered there was a visit in 1 but not who actually went to visit Kiryu sorry for doing you like that my boy </3 still counts as part of a pattern to me though… subordinate visiting his aniki…
SPEAKING OF KIRYU. Yeah. Typical Kiryu L. Kazuma Kiryu you have blood on your hands and NOT in the funney Reddit meme way… ABSOLUTELY DERANGED to blame Ichi for anything in the ending whatsoever though like WHAT. He got him immediate medical attention and WE AS THE AUDIENCE don't even have time to react, let alone anyone living the fucking moment good god my blood pressure is spiking
ALSO THE JO POST… YEAH… yeah yeah yeah that's the shit I'm talking about… and like. This is where localization frustrates me so Bear With My Complaints a moment but his very last line is mistranslated in both versions, the sub in terms of what he was actually saying and the dub in terms of giving him this bitchy, flippant tone that doesn't convey his intent. So I'll cut them down the middle and say it's "[The] legit [way]? The word has never crossed my mind, not once."
There's just something to it as a clear thesis for his whole life and his eventual fate. Like of course Adachi means in terms of going through the proper legal processes, but words like proper, legit, decent, these also have clear connotations of adequacy. So for him to literally say NOTHING he's done has been adequate in his eyes perfectly illustrates what you were saying. Like he's always taken it as a matter of fact that nothing he could do would be enough, like that's a truth woven into his existence so tightly he never even thought about it. And now there really is nothing he can do.
i have my own theoretical timeline on masato's stay in america, but even with what we have there's a lot of variables involved with for exactly when certain events happened
under the assumption masato was to enroll at harvard in the fall of 2001 (assuming he was somehow able to be approved for a lung transplant as soon as that year), then jo would- at max- might only have to be abroad for (assuming they leave in january) nine months (to account for the time it took for masato to get approved for surgery and then the surgery itself plus the potential 3-6 month recovery period afterwards)
alternatively, if masato had to wait a year- two max if we're being optimistic so he could graduate on time under an accelerated 2-year academic schedule to get surgery- then jo, similarly, would have to be abroad for a similar amount of time.
the time gone doesn't matter too much i guess: arakawa will still be left alone for a long time, and that really couldnt have been easy either way. the time his family's gone only makes their comeback all the more bittersweet, as you put it (´▽`;;)
OH BUT YEAH NO THE Y7 BIT THAT SHIT PISSED ME OFF SO MUCH WHEN I READ IT like mates were trying to be smart about it like 'wow ichi way to go showing how much you love aoki and how you'd do anything for him 🙄' like God Forbid a human character acts human and imperfect what the fuck you want him to do he aint got no goddamn spidey sense how the shit was he supposed to know (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)
but yeah.. speaking of Doing The Right Thing jo's never ending feelings of inadequacy are my favorite </3 cause its like.. it's a reason why i love jo so much if i can be weird to say: what he did wasnt something that you can confidently forgive or try to say 'he's done the most to rectify this' or anything like that because putting a baby in a coin locker's like.. a lot of steps are involved to do that.. not really a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing that would have grounds to forgive yourself for.. so the fact jo knows this and just has that intense guilt- it's my bread and butter to say the least 😔
#long post#snap chats#i didnt mean to ramble about my masato timeline OOPS. i havent mentioned it in months tho.... i do like thinkin a it....#thats not even to consider the idea of jo staying abroad all four years to make sure masato was getting along fine#and to make sure he made it back to japan alright- but for the sake of giving masato some independence for a bit#we can also say jo went back when he was 'no longer needed' and just let masato live how he wanted to#but again i guess the exact amount of months and years dont matter too much#as for Jo's Suffering though i can't explain why i love it so much#i think its just cause like. its nice that a character acknowledges they did something unforgivable#like even if aoki did get the lung transplant and he's fine- or WAS fine rip- that doesnt negate the 24 some years he had to be miserable#i cant explain it im very bad at explaining things can we tell#its just such a weird situation. because again what jo did isnt something you can excuse or forgive yk#like masato's critical years and his early adulthood were severely impacted by his disability#to say half his life was altered by jo's actions is an understatement- and jo knows that right#even if he made sure everything that could be done for him to make his life better was done#there was probably always that thought of 'this extra work wouldnt be necessary if i didnt do that' yk what i mean#so i guess im just glad he's dedicated to acknowledging that and trying to take responsibility for it now#idk idk i cant explain it but i hope we know what i mean. dear god i hope we do words arent my strong suit#but yeah again.... now he cant do anything to continue righting that wrong in his eyes#now its just guilt with no means of alleviating it and THAT. hurts the soul in a good way. me thinks anyhow
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buglife · 3 years
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All us old folks remember the horrors of browsing fanfiction way way back in the day where you could only find fanfiction on webrings and fanfiction.net.
Back then, there were no tags. There wasn't anyway TO tag things. You got general categories like 'Mature' and 'Romance' and major characters but never anything really specific. So everyone had to put them in the VERY limited word count in the description so there were abbreviations all over that read like hieroglyphics.
Like I loved Harry Potter fics back then and I'd see a description on FF.Net and it would be like "Dark!Harry m/m lemon HA/VO Dumbash DLDR" and that was all you got. Like what the fuck did all that mean??? So little old me would jump in the fic and get slammed by a graphic sexual story about Voldemort in sexual relationship with an 11 year old Harry and get physically sick from it. I had no idea what those 'tags' were and eventually, learned to navigate them once I understood what they meant. I didn't know that what the tags meant were 'Harry Potter goes dark, is in a graphic sexual relationship with Voldemort, hates on Dumbledore, Don't Like Don't Read.' I wasn't in the fandom so how was I supposed to know these very specific things?
But nowadays, you can go to Archive of your Own or Tumblr and find a story with a TON of tags that go into detail what you can find in a story. Are you phobic about vomiting? There's a tag for that. Are you uncomfortable about a certain pairing? No worries it's displayed right there so you can avoid it. I've seen people start tagging things with 'Dead Dove, Don't Eat' right after they tag some serious triggering stuff like Non-Con and Death so that you KNOW, IT'S RIGHT THERE ON THE TIN. DON'T READ because it literally says right there what's in it and you have no one to blame but yourself if you end up triggering yourself by reading it.
It's such a breath of fresh air because I have a lot of traumas and triggers that really upset me (im in therapy no worries!), but I feel so much safer diving into fandom now than I ever did when I first got into it in the late 90's on a little Packard bell computer with dial up internet. I know exactly what I'm getting into and it's great.
It's like being allergic to eggs and then having nobody put eggs as an ingredient on food packages. How are you supposed to avoid an allergic reaction when nobody will label it so you can avoid it?
That's why I avoid things I don't like lol. I don't want to see it. All I ask is that people tag your shit so that people can readily avoid the things that upset them. If you put Non-Con in a story and don't tag or label it as such, you're an asshole. Don't do that!
Things are much better than they used to be <3
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eros-lyssamay · 3 years
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I sincerely hope you're okay... I noticed not a lot of people have said anything about your Simon posts - I just read them all. I'm very disturbed that Simon saw your vulnerable state and took advantage of that. I am also bipolar and I can see how manic you are simply by the words on the page.
Please, please take care of yourself. It's very brave to be so open and raw and I appreciate that in people but it leaves you vulnerable to cruelty... I just hope that people are kind, because you have obviously been hurt very deeply. Even after his shitty behavior you still care for Simon and that speaks volumes about how kind you are. I hope you get some support and genuine help if you so need it.
People don't understand bipolar and how out of control it can be. Sometimes it's like being swept up in a hurricane - and we cling to the people who make us feel grounded... Even if they don't have our best intentions at heart. Maybe you weren't perfect but I think it's obvious that you were and are quite vulnerable. That isn't your fault, nor is being groomed and led astray. Please take love and care of yourself.
Wow..... This is so fucking kind, thank you so so so much. And hey! I'm definitely a little more emotionally stable because your kindness didn't send me sobbing! Atavan is my new best friend.
Anyway. I am much better now. Through learning everything I could (and uh... Manic me at least learns what i want very very fast) I have new clarity and peace on the situation.
I was still very sick when I posted the original story and still didn't know so much. I also may have suffered a teeny tiny mental break.
But I've gotten a lot of help! And I know very much now that the character Simon Alkenmayer groomed me and emotionally and mentally abused me. I also know this is a repetitive pattern of abuse. Also. I'm almost certain that Kristina Meister is the author of Simon and is my abuser, as well as that of many others.
People have mostly been very kind so far. The ones who haven't got blocked. I don't play stupid games, I really do mean that.
Yeah bipolar is a fucking mess sometimes especially when you don't know it yet. But I like that people can see that. This is why I'm so open, actually. Even know there is risk doing it, I want people to see.
I love my bipolar self now that I know what I am but I think showing the world how vulnerable we can be when we aren't aware of what's going on as fully is good to see. My motto is that I'm not entirely unique and if I've experienced it someone else has.
So I'm as open and honest as I can be, even when it's in how I was groomed by the character Simon Alkenmayer.( Also, in case I wasn't clear earlier, I have no more love for Kristina or her character. ) Tho also giving me a gag order and then speaking my name publicly did cause that mental break tho. Like. Uh. I made one or two choices I maybe shouldn't have.
Oh well. I still want it out there. I also think seeing how I came to see it as what it is is important. I think it's a good example of what this type of abuse can do to people.
Sorry this is getting long and I don't know how to read more. Hope you were ready for a rant! Anyway. Another thing I want to talk about, because I think it's important:
Guys it's fucking trippy being abused by an author while believing the character was a real person and a monster. When I first learned that Simon is a character, I would constantly have to correct myself because I'd cause myself considering them a real person again. I'm getting better at it. At remembering Simon is just Kristana's monster persona.
Also also.... I am... Well I'm just the fucking hero type. I have a tiny spiderman in my heart that tells me to stick up for others and has since I was young. I've also always had a tiny deadpool in my heart that gives me my dramatic ass bitch side. Put together. I morally cannot do everything I'm capable of to bring awareness to what Simon the character has done and the fact that Kristina Meister is more than likely the person behind it. This is what I do.
But also, to your original point, while I'm shades better than before, I can't say I'm okay. I'm still having frequent severe mood swings and a fuck ton of mania. I've learned very important things that help. But going through everything so fast, especially the situation with S/K, has very much affected my health.
I am at the point I cannot work because i don't think i can handle the stress. I'm getting worked up to the point of panic attack more often and this is causing asthma attacks and my blood pressure is high as shit. My sleep cycle is so absolutely fucked. I'm going to my PCP tomorrow because even though I'm uninsured and broke as shit, I legit need to be medicated ASAP. I am also driving as little as possible because I already hate driving... And I don't wanna mix mania with that as much as possible.
I'm getting better every hour, but I'm not quite okay.
Sorry if that's rough. I'm an open book.
Thank you so very much for reaching out to me. It means more than anything I can explain. I am so very very touched. ❤️❤️
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une-erreur-inconnur · 3 years
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Was this close to vent in a post about native American then realised it's not the place. So here's the stand alone post.
Sometimes I feel so jealous of people who can connect to their past/ancestor. Because in French colony they made a point to erase,modify demonize whatever culture there are and as a result history is basically Africa?carribean? -> a lot of information about how black people were treated, survived under slavery -> huh modern day but now y'all free?
So if I wanna source something in my culture it's all about how they copped with the suffering? (Yay catholicism and copying yt people hair and dress). Like one day I wanted to name an OC after trad name from my island and all I could find was George, Pierre, francois, joseph. Because slaves didn't have name so after being free they used what they knew, French names. And it reminds me of how some people are so ready to say to not make a fuss about slavery because it happened "forever ago" and not to me specifically, as if the consequences didn't resonate in today's world?
And I know most people live just fine with this heritage. But I'm so upset with the fact that catholicism is The religion normal when it was one of the tool used to justify slavery. They legit wrote in the bible that black people had to be submitted to their master. And now the descendant of those people will think you're the weird one to not follow that religion. How can you follow a God that allowed that to happen to your ancestor with the help of what was supposed to representhis voice?? Like he could drown a bunch of Egyptian but here nah nothing. The closest to a punition is that béké (descendant of slave owner) prefer incest than adding black blood in their family now. But rest assured that when it does happen anyway they make sure to reject the child. And they started to realise there dumbassery recently so they're not gonna bred themselves into extinction either
Also the fact that black people received no compensation and even out of slavery were paid very poorly? But "poor" slave owner received money proportionally to the number of owned slave?? Also that when you look who's rich today it "just so happen" to be mostly descendant of slave owner (another "slavery ended long ago and doesn't affect you, stop whining). The group Parfait is even back on trying to own the DROM but now it's just economically by buying business, so it's okay I guess? Oh also they're too mulatre, so you know black people that gained a better status by mixing with white to have more a more docile version of black people (and thus higher socially)
That straighten hair is the only professional hair when it's legit damaging and you'd be mocked if they're not? This started to change recently but straighten hair girl will push back against natural hair under the guise that they can do what they want when curly(?)/kinky/nappy/is-there-even-an-english-word-to-describe-it-accurately-that-doesnt-sound-like-an-insult hair are not even fully accepted. And that what they want to do is Hella influenced by societal pressure and is arguably a choice? Judt yesterday I saw a post about a women who wasn't accepted to work because this day she wanted to wear an afro.
I also wanted to revisit a trad tale like Japan did with their spirits and all I found is either about rape or "the good lazy savage" or hey Christianity for a fucking change.
Like I know the past is also about people who fought for their freedom and developped a community against injustice, continued to fight against adversity but when I try to grasp it I feel like I'm left with dust. I don't want all of my root to be about fighting to have the right to be considered human and I don't have a choice, obviously and it is all I have.
Some people also claim their Africans heritage which doesn't feel right either as there are actual people who directly inherited from their African culture.
The closest I got to solace on the topic was accepting that my root are actually diverse (African, Indian,Chinese...) but EVEN THEN those community also exist contemporary to me and I NEVER got in contact with them, each community is pretty separated and at least from black people pov, also demonized (pov you were confused as a child why your mom was so annoying about your best friend until you discover it was rooted in racism against indian, nice. Again french culture well assimilated, took me a while to figure that one out because my mom wasn't OVERTLY racist).
I can't even convince myself to be related to the native that were here before colonialism since you know, genocide, so not a lot in common except having walked on the same place.
Sorry for the word vomit, I'm just carribean and struggling with my identity since a few years and wrote what upset me as it came :')
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