Midoriya Izuku being an absolute madman (no, don’t argue me on this. Just no. I’m pointing you right to Todoroki vs Midoriya and Midoriya vs Muscular and even the Sludge Incident so shut up)
Everything about All Might. From his crazy entrances to his failures as a teacher. Yea, nobody starts perfect, and he’s gonna get it right in the end - seeing how he fumbles through it gives me life
No, just, Yuuei. UA. Call it whatever. Everything about that place
No I mean, pushing aside the fact that the place has a bunch of Pro Heroes working as full time teachers, pushing aside the building that looks better than the biggest company buildings in my city, THIS PLACE IS AWESOME
It has a rat for a principal, people. Sentient, highly educated, highly intelligent rat.
Speaking of, his bad experience with people are probably the reason why there’s no any real form of discrimination in that school
i mean think about it, rabbit girl? No biggie. Rock boy? sure why not. Kid with a speech-bubble head? dude stop randomly swearing in English. Shinsou the Villain TM?? Yea buddy we know you’ll get your chance to be a hero! we’ve got your back man! like the entire place isn’t gonna so much as blink no matter how different you act or look and that is sooooo refreshing in ways I didn’t think it would be
also they built dorms. DORMS. A dorm building for every single class. huge and luxurious. LIKE WHO FUNDS THESE PEOPLE (from what I got it, they finished them in a few days, too - holy shi–!)
everything about Kirishima Eijirou. Like EVERYTHING
everything about Kaminari Denki (no please shut up you traitor theorists that doesn’t even make sense and maybe I’ll gather my thoughts and talk on the matter eventually but for now, no)
All girls are best girls
Jirou, Momo, Uraraka, Tsuyu, Ashido, Hagakure, Kendou, Pony, Ibara, Nejire, Inko, Toga, Eri
all girls are best girls
Bakugou is not a villain
No really - there was a time I was worried that might happen. I’m so glad it didn’t because what did happen was infinitely better
Being a Hero is a paid, sustainable job 2k17
Shigaraki is creepy as hell
Did I mention USJ? Because yes. USJ. Not the arc, the place. Like, fire, shipwreck, landslide, apocalyptic destroyed city - what better, really? I’m amazed that place even exists
Stain. And his ideology. Not that I agree with him completely, but knowing that Endeavor exists gives credence to this guy and plus he’s a genuinely cool villain and I’m hoping he makes an eventual comeback
Aizawa Shouta being a dad in denial
the complete and total discrepancy between Todoroki’s backstory and other main character backstories
Overhaul???? i want to add something more to this but I dunno what - my opinion on him isn’t solidified yet, heart screaming “GET ERI AWAY FROM HIM” and brain screaming “HOLY BONKERS WHAT AN ASS I LOVE HIM”
Bakugou Katsuki character development TM
No really. Nobody does it like Bakugou. Poor guy’s gonna have humility beaten into him with a sledgehammer by the time this series ends
Uraraka being cute
Depowered Dad Might could just turn out to be the best Dad Might
Everything about AFO vs OFA (those of you who don’t know? don’t worry, you’ll see that glory eventually)
Kirishima Eijirou. Just. Kirishima Eijirou
Midoriya’s biggest strength being that absolutely crazy head on his shoulders. No seriously. OFA is cool and all, but this wouldn’t be nearly as fun if Midoriya didn’t have the nutty brain chemistry making him simultaneously the person I admire the most and that friend I’d punch in the face the moment he starts suggesting a plan of action
hahahahaha (if you’re not sure if I’m talking about Twice the villain or punching Midoriya twice, I got ya – I meant both :P) *runs away*
the entire hero system??? or well, law enforcement, or whoever it is that is organizing the provisional licence exam (so yes, after the AFO/OFA fight). That board had me on the edge of my seat because “men in suits sitting at a round table never make smart decisions in fiction” stigma… and then it gets shot right out the window because their main aim, like THE GOAL they’ve set is a generation of heroes based on teamwork and cooperation and a bunch of other important qualities that I currently can’t remember to list and if that’s not uplifting, I dunno what is
RED RIOT: UNBREAKABLE
Bakugou and Todoroki failing the above mentioned exam. Like no, dudes, I love you, but teamwork is a thing. Get used to it
Even if they’re anything but an actual squad
did I mention that “I’m so sorry Tsuyu!” from Bakugou Rescue Unit TM to Tsuyu. That moment legitimately made me cry
Inko the best mom
Kouda Kouji treating animals with respect
yea… even if I hate bugs, it’s kind of…. “aw it’s so sweet” kinda thing in my head
also like probably one of the things I love the most about this series is that nobody in this series is fighting with brute strength only. Like, there’s always teamwork at play, using Quirks in unexpected and creative ways, connecting events in some of the strangest ways (because let me tell you, back when I first read the Sports Festival arc I didn’t think for a second that Bakugou’s showing was going to end up the catalyst to… well, everything that happens during and after the Forest Camp)
sorry this got long… no i don’t wanna cut it, sorry again… I could probably list more but yea I’ll stop
“It’s just the nurse”
A statement I’ve heard more times than I can recall.
A statement I vacillate between being utterly pissed off at; given some people take for granted what we do, take for granted how consistently we are the ones by their side and not seen - and a statement I’m also sometimes not offended at, pausing as I consider how perhaps we’re simply seen as a circle of trust.
Just the nurse who caught the baby’s heart murmur
Just the nurse who listened when everyone else walked out the door
Just the nurse who carefully cleaned parts of you when others shouted what’s that horrible smell in that room.
Just the nurse who had to call your annoyed provider 5 times just for them to come talk to you and answer your questions
Just the nurse who threw their back out from years and years of physical exertion with turning and positioning.
Just the nurse who contributes daily to interdisciplinary rounds, to discussions surrounding your care for the day
Just the nurse who advocates for quality of life discussions
Just the nurse who helped the baby docs when they were med students, when they were residents, when they were scared.
Just the nurse who continues to advocate and work collaboratively with your doctor so you get the kind of care our system so ardently resists.
Just the nurse who teaches the new mama how to hold, nurse and bathe their baby
Just the nurse who cared for you over and over, day after day, admission after admission for 12 hour shifts and made you their world
Just the nurse who fights hard for safe staffing ratios so you get the quality of care you deserve.
Just the nurse who stands their ground and tosses out anyone who interferes with your healing or recovery time.
Just the nurse who prayed for you when science no longer had any answers
Just the nurse who cares for you as you take your last breath
Just the nurse who comforts your family when they have nowhere to go with their grief.
Just the nurse who gently wraps you in a shroud and pauses quietly to keep you in their own memory and heart
Just the nurse who doesn’t demand you respect us, rather quietly asks that you don’t insult our presence.
Just the nurse, the highly educated bachelors, masters, and doctorate level prepared, certified nurses who worked hard to attain the scientific and evidence practice based knowledge that will help save your life.
Just the nurse who isn’t perfect, but works every day to learn more and perfect their care.
Just the nurse who goes home and cries for you.
Every other day, Every other week may in everyone’s eyes be about every other provider, but let today, let this week not be an insult; let it just simply be about the nurse.
Happy National Nurses Day,
Happy National Nurses week -
To “just” the nurses.
Fire Deficit can express as: Lethargic, lack confidence, reserved, underwhelmed, rational, guarded, withdrawing, disinterested, has trouble with assertion, easily bored, melancholic and/or ultra restless and disorderly, impatient, forceful, angry, confused, lack of passion and direction, attention seeking, aggressive
Earth emphasis: Realistic, pedantic, compulsive, materialistic, orderly, refined, responsible, shy, guarded, emotionally reserved, ritualistic, pessimistic, rational, thorough, aware, intelligent, focused, in tune with nature, understands limitations, the physical body is a temple, stabilizing, relies too heavily on logic, sensual
Earth deficit can express as: Spaciness, disorderly, irresponsible, dependent, out of touch with basic living requirements, distant or not contained in the physical body, nomadic, can struggle holding down employment or responsibilities, neglects health, moody or overly cautious and serious, controlling, structured, anxious, hypochondriac, meticulous, duty bound, afraid of imagination
Air emphasis: Clever, spaced out, communicative, cerebral, conceptual, out of touch with the physical body, unrealistic, engaging, social, curious, restless, objective, mentally active, light eater, graceful, flexible, lost in thought, insomniac, informative, abstract, conceives ideas, detached, over emphasizes the intellectual response, distant, imaginative
Air deficient can express as: Extreme doubts with intelligence, struggle with academic and educative institutions, sedate in thinking and latching onto ideas, trouble turning inner world into language, disconnected, quiet minded or becomes a master of a field, highly motivated with education, feels the need to prove intelligence, over rational, worried, high functioning intellectual, dominant in conversation
Water emphasis: Receptive, fluid, hyper sensitive, emotionally focused, secretive, empathetic, withdrawing, solitary, idealistic, visionary, unstable, melancholic, theatrical with emotional displays, projects feelings onto others, people conscious, intuitive, lacks boundaries, can be easily manipulated, lethargic, escapist, disturbed, overwhelmed
Water deficit can express as: Inability to comprehend and identify feelings, disregards emotions, low emotional intelligence, dissociated, unresponsive, has trouble ascertaining values, emptiness, contained, distant, insensitive to the pain of others or extremely moody and unstable, represses emotions until violent outburst, unpredictable, hypersensitive, cannot understand nor control moods, reactive
alright, so as many of you might know, the trump administration “asked” the previous surgeon general to resign. his name was dr. vivek murthy, he was an obama pick, and he was highly qualified, so of course he had to go. presumably, the trump administration will be working to replace him with someone who says abortion and vaccines cause cancer, but smoking does not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ however, in the meantime, this is our acting surgeon general:
her name is dr. sylvia trent-adams, and she is highly fucking qualified. she is the first surgeon general that doesn’t have an md (i.e. is not a medical doctor) but she does have a phd in nursing and a masters degree in health policy. she was the deputy surgeon general before the trump admin booted murthy. she is absolutely the most logical choice to be the acting surgeon general, and she is probably a thousand times more qualified than whatever fuckup trump is going to appoint to the position. so there’s no problem here, right?
hahaha yeah right, guess again. and while some of the criticism seems to be rooted in??? a complete lack of awareness of what the surgeon general does??? (they primarily advise the executive branch and the public on public health issues). a lot of it just seems to be “a NURSE couldn’t POSSIBLY be as educated or informed about medical/scientific issues as a doctor is!!” which is…pretty fuckin ridiculous when you think about the fact that this is a woman who has a motherfuckin phd.
fun fact: the primary reason to get a phd in nursing is because you’re interested in a career in research and/or administration. it’s basically four years (after your four years you spent getting your bsn) of learning about health policy, public health, epidemiology, research, etc. and to suggest that a highly educated woman is the equivalent of an anti-vaxxer, or that she’s unqualified to, you know, sift through peer-reviewed articles in order to make conclusions about health policy, when she probably spent a good portion of her 8+ years of higher education doing just that, is absolutely fucking ridiculous.
people act like there’s no way a nurse could know as much / more than an md about anything remotely health related–even if it’s something that many mds aren’t even trained in, like health economics or wtfever–and it’s just one way that the knowledge and skills of nursing professionals are completely devalued in our society, because nursing is typically viewed as a “woman’s job.”
This is my DIRECT response to the media, the injustice and inequality of our justice system, police brutality, and the overall undermining bigotry in this country. This is just how I feel as an educated Black man living in America.
ps People keep pointing out that *engineering is spelled wrong, there’s a reason for that. You have to decipher what’s being said, that’s the beauty of art.
“Come now Sherlock. You aren’t presently occupied. Besides,
we both know I’ve better things to do,” Mycroft reasoned.
“Fine,” Sherlock huffed. “But don’t get the idea that it’s
to help you. It’s just a convenient way to further my research is all.”
“Whatever you have to tell yourself, brother dear.” Mycroft
gave his tight-lipped smile. “Just get it done.”
“Mr. Holmes…” Both brothers turned toward the new voice. In
the doorway was a new assistant Sherlock hadn’t seen before. His eyes quickly
skimmed over your appearance. Like all of Mycroft’s previous assistants you
were in black designer clothing. Except unlike the others, your high heels were
reflective gold and probably cost more than the entire flat you were standing
in. Your makeup was pristine and meticulously done along with your waved hair.
Everything on you was designer from head to toe, including the phone you held
out in front of you. “Apologies, I meant Mr. Mycroft Holmes.”
“Is it who I think it is?” he asked turning to you.
“Afraid so,” you replied with a slight smile. He rolled his
eyes before taking the phone from your hand and stepping downstairs. You leaned
against the door frame and crossed your arms, awaiting the elder brother’s
“You’re new,” Sherlock stated. He stood in front of you and
you had to look up to meet his gaze.
“Just to you,” you replied.
“I’ve always wondered where Mycroft found all is assistants.
The real mystery though is where they go once he’s done with them.”
“An island in the middle of the Atlantic,” you replied
nonchalantly. “But that’s only if you don’t do well. It’s part of the job
orientation. They make you sail past it so you know what awaits you if your
late too many times.” Sherlock gave the slightest hint of a laugh.
“You’re an interesting one,” Sherlock began. “Very highly
educated for being so young. Fluent in 3 languages, not including English. Physically
fit, charismatic, and a natural leader. Your skills are wasted as an assistant.”
“You’re really keen on me being an assistant, aren’t you?”
you smirked. Sherlock squinted at you.
“Of course, you are what else would you be?” You smiled
innocently and shrugged your shoulders. “What’s your name?”
“What’s yours?” you asked.
“You know who I am,” he said, not a bit amused.
“Oh, someone’s confident,” you laughed. “I feel like I might
have seen you before. Maybe in the lonely hearts section of the newspaper. Or
the side of a milk carton.”
“I’m Sherlock Holmes,” he huffed. “And if you’ve seen me in
the newspaper it would be on the front cover.”
“Oh that’s right I’ve heard that name,” you said. “I never
really looked at you in the pictures. I was too distracted by the other man
your always with. The cute blonde one,” you said with a smirk. “Is he here? I’d
love a chance to get to know him.” Sherlock narrowed his eyes at you. He wanted
to be annoyed with you but he couldn’t deny that your snarky attitude was
refreshing compared to the other dull people he usually conversed with. He
still didn’t like it though. Or more accurately, he didn’t like that he liked
“What’s your name?” he asked again.
“Your brother elects to call me Apollo,” you answered.
“Why would he do that?” Sherlock said confused.
“Because when you join Mycroft Holmes’s team you become so
important you get a code name,” you replied smiling. “And because I’m a sun
“That’s all you’re going to tell me?”
“That’s all I’m going to tell you,” you smiled.
“Anyway you’d tell me more?” You shrugged.
“Anything’s possible I suppose.”
“What if I took you to dinner?” You laughed.
“Please,” you scoffed. “You couldn’t afford me, sweetheart.”
“Aah,” Sherlock drawled. “High maintenance are you?”
“Oh you wouldn’t believe,” you said with an exaggerated hair
flip. Before Sherlock could press you for more information Mycroft returned. He handed
you the phone and turned his attention back to Sherlock.
“You’ve got three days, Sherlock. Three,” he emphasized.
“I’ll do it in one,” he said smugly. He looked at you and
you rolled your eyes. Mycroft looked between you and Sherlock and eyes lit up
with realization. He turned back to his brother.
“Like I said, just get it done.” He gave a forced smiled and
made his way downstairs with you following close behind. When you got to the
landing you stopped and turned back. Sherlock got excited, hoping for your
name, your number or… something. He smiled smugly and expectantly.
“Do tell that John I said hi,” you smiled. “And if he has
the time he can reach me through Mycroft.” Sherlock’s face fell and you laughed
before turning to rejoin his brother. He went to the window and watched as his
brother held the door open for you, something he’d never seen him do for
anyone. You must be more than an assistant. Or maybe just Mycroft’s new
Sherlock recounted the event later that evening with John.
“Wish I had been there,” he said. “I quite enjoy watching
people give you a hard time.”
“She was inquiring about you,” Sherlock said. John sat up
straighter and leaned forward a bit.
“She did,” Sherlock said irritated. “Though I don’t even
know why I’m telling you.”
“Well what did she say?” John asked. Sherlock rolled his
“She said she’d like to get to know you. And if you had
time, you can reach her though Mycroft.” John laughed and bit his thumb with a
“Yes really,” Sherlock said annoyed.
“Is she pretty?” John asked.
“Do you remember Anthea?”
“Oh yeah,” John said with a grin.
“Anthea’s hideous compared to her.”
John scrambled out of his chair and rushed into the kitchen
to grab he phone. He quickly punched in some numbers before grabbing his coat.
“Mycroft? Yeah it’s John… I was just talking to Sherlock…”
Sherlock didn’t get to hear how the rest of the conversation
went because before he knew it John was out the door hailing a cab. He huffed
and grabbed his violin. But before he could play a note his phone vibrated. It
was a text from Mycroft. All it said was “: )”. Sherlock threw the phone against
A piece from New York Magazine’s Andrew Sullivan over the weekend ended with an old, well-worn trope: Asian-Americans, with their “solid two-parent family structures,” are a shining example of how to overcome discrimination. An essay that began by imagining why Democrats feel sorry for Hillary Clinton — and then detoured to President Trump’s policies — drifted to this troubling ending:
“Today, Asian-Americans are among the most prosperous, well-educated, and successful ethnic groups in America. What gives? It couldn’t possibly be that they maintained solid two-parent family structures, had social networks that looked after one another, placed enormous emphasis on education and hard work, and thereby turned false, negative stereotypes into true, positive ones, could it? It couldn’t be that all whites are not racists or that the American dream still lives?”
Sullivan’s piece, rife with generalizations about a group as vastly diverse as Asian-Americans, rightfully raised hackles. Not only inaccurate, his piece spreads the idea that Asian-Americans as a group are monolithic, even though parsing data by ethnicity reveals a host of disparities; for example, Bhutanese-Americans have far higher rates of poverty than other Asian populations, like Japanese-Americans. And at the root of Sullivan’s pernicious argument is the idea that black failure and Asian success cannot be explained by inequities and racism, and that they are one and the same; this allows a segment of white America to avoid any responsibility for addressing racism or the damage it continues to inflict.
“Sullivan’s comments showcase a classic and tenacious conservative strategy,” Janelle Wong, the director of Asian American Studies at the University of Maryland, College Park, said in an email. This strategy, she said, involves “1) ignoring the role that selective recruitment of highly educated Asian immigrants has played in Asian American success followed by 2) making a flawed comparison between Asian Americans and other groups, particularly Black Americans, to argue that racism, including more than two centuries of black enslavement, can be overcome by hard work and strong family values.”
Summary: Bucky Barnes recieves a birthday gift no one else can top.
Warning: none, really. a little bit of emotions everywhere, other than that some fluff.
A/N: It’s Bucky’s 100th birthday! Can you guys believe it?. I have always wanted to write this one, and it fit perfectly for his birthday. Hope you guys enjoy, feedback is as always greatly appreciated! <3
When you had first decided to become a nurse it had been because your mother was one and because her mother before her had been one and you had always adored the work they did. You had known since you could walk and talk that it was the profession you would want to pursue, and even after you graduated and began working as a nurse, you didn’t once regret the decision at all.
It wasn’t just that it made your family proud, after all, all their three children were highly educated, no it was the possibility of meeting and helping new people each and every day that made you love your job to the core.
Sure there would be rude and very hateful patients, but no job was perfect and neither would yours be just because you loved it.
For the past month, you had been working at a unit for elderly patients. It wasn’t a nursing home, but there were a few patients who was taken care of almost like they would at a nursing home, but this unit was a tad more luxurious than a normal one.
“Alexander Pope declares his love to Lady Mary, who responds with laughter”
If you’ve never heard of Lady Mary Wortley Montagu (1689-1762), I highly recommend you check out her Wikipedia page (as a start). She was the wife of the British ambassador to Turkey and wrote about her travels in her letters. A highly intelligent, well-educated and charming woman, she is lauded both for being one of the first to make an earnest attempt to gain a better understanding of Turkish customs and culture, as well as challenging 18th century attitudes towards women. Even when she was married, she was also wooed by various men, among them Alexander Pope, who took her rejection of him so badly that he slandered her name in one of his works.