anonymous asked:

Hi! I want to create some fictional (perhaps even fantasy-esque) drugs, but I don't even know where to start. Any help would be greatly appreciated!

Firstly, the drugs need to do something good that “hooks” people. No one’s going to keep taking a drug that sends them to the twelfth plane of torment or one that makes them totally colorblind. You can sort most drug effects into four categories:

  • Happy (MDMA, heroin). The user experiences extreme euphoria and contentment. This may be accompanied by feelings of kinship with those around them and diminished anxiety. Users may achieve a transcendental state. It may also reduce inhibitions.
  • High (cocaine, alcohol). Users experience a burst of energy, confidence, and feelings of sexual prowess. Inhibitions are reduced. Users sometimes become more aggressive.
  • Mellow (marijuana). User feels calm and relaxed. Everything feels “taken care of”. Again, may induce transcendental state. The user will also experience mild euphoria and anxiety will diminish.
  • Trippy (LSD, shrooms). Significant alteration of sensory perception. People may see halos around objects or believe solid surfaces are wobbling. Shrooms reportedly increase one’s sensitivity to sound. Time loses meaning. Users lose sense of self.

Theoretically, you could make fantasy drugs for any desirable human emotion, like the feeling of being full, orgasm, confidence, love, and satisfaction.

Secondly, where does the drug come from?

  • Natural. Like shrooms, opium, or cannabis, it must be grown and harvested. Who farms it? Is it illegal to farm? What kind of plant is it? Where does it grow best? 
  • Manufactured. Like MDMA and LSD, it’s made in a lab. Who makes it? What ingredients is it made of? Does an organization control its manufacture?
  • Magic. The drug is actually a spell and someone has to cast it on you.

Related is how the drug gets from the lab/farm to you. Who controls the trade? How far away is it? All of this will affect the price.

Thirdly, how do you take it?

  • Inhaling. Includes methods like smoking, where the drug is rolled into a thin cylinder and placed between the lips; you inhale to feel the effects. Also included are practices like huffing, where you inhale noxious chemicals from a container.
  • Drinking. Self-explanatory. You can also anally imbibe drinks to hasten the effects.
  • Injecting. Put it in a needle and stick it in a blood vessel. The drug goes right into the blood stream.
  • Swallowing. The drug comes in a pill, like ecstasy. You swallow it and digesting it will give you the full effects. You could also eat it, like most psychedelic mushrooms. 
  • Absorbing. The body has several areas where blood vessels lie close to the surface of the skin. Applying the drug to the area will allow it to diffuse into the bloodstream. These areas are: the nose (snorting), the mouth (chewing/dipping tobacco), and the rectum (anally imbibing alcohol). 

Fourthly, what are the side effects? There will be side effects unless your magic or technology is advanced to the point at which you can reverse severe neurological damage. 

  • Mild. Reddened eyes, headache, dehydration, dry mouth, nausea, sweating, hunger, loss of appetite
  • Moderate. Memory loss, insomnia, diarrhea, vertigo, suggestibility, vomiting, hearing loss
  • Severe. Necrosis, muscle rigidity, convulsions, bad trips, physical disfigurement (eg “meth mouth”), psychosis, HPPD
  • Chronic. Depression, suicidal thoughts, anxiety, dependence on the drug, irritability, fatigue, rage
  • Way down the road. Cancer, emphysema, COPD, heart problems, lung problems, liver problems, kidney problems, Parkinson’s, stroke, high blood pressure

If your drug is fantastical, then it has more variety as to the side effects. For example, it turns green-eyed people into rabbits, slowly turns one’s stomach to stone, causes users to go back in time, and has a 2% chance of exploding your head.

Fifthly, how does the culture view it?

  • Illegal. No one can use it for any reason. In which case, the drugs will be controlled by an illegal group like a gang or cartel. There will be harsh laws against its manufacture and spread. People who don’t take the drug will look down on people who do.
  • Illegal with exceptions. It’s been shown to aid things like concentration or alleviate the symptoms of that disease. People who can use this drug must obtain it from special makers and carry permission with them at all times.
  • Legal with exceptions. Like alcohol and tobacco in the US, you can buy it and use it in most areas. However, you can’t buy it if you’re under a certain age, can’t use it in buildings, and you can get in trouble if you use it at the wrong time (drinking and driving).
  • Legal. Everyone can use it. There are no restricts on when, where, how, or who.
  • Spiritual. The drug is used as part if a religious experience. Only those undergoing such an experience can take it. The drug is a gateway to another world, frees the conscience, or some other esoteric thing.

Finally, how does that affect society? You should consider,

  • How much it costs. Illegality and the amount of time/money it takes to manufacture will affect pricing. It may also vary by the time of year. For example, if it’s natural, then maybe the drug is cheapest immediately after the harvesting season and really expensive during the winter, when it’s impossible to grow. You also need to factor in how people will get the money to buy the drug, such as stealing or prostitution.
  • Support groups. People will get hooked. How can they get off? Family and friends will certainly try their best, as most drugs do not improve your working or home life. Are they the only methods of support or are there rehab organizations as well?
  • Laws and their enforcement. (Don’t look at this is if your drug is totally legal or legal with exceptions.) There will be laws against its use. How are they enforced? Do the laws go after distributers as well as consumers? How are the consumers treated in court - as criminals or as victims? 
  • Who takes it. In our world, most illegal drug users are lower-income. It’s “shocking” when someone of the middle or upper class is addicted to drugs. The lower-class reputation has led to other classes looking down on drug users as poor, filthy, and needy; and on the lower-class as drug-addicted degenerates. If the upper class took it, then perhaps taking the drug would be the cool thing to do and being high/stoned/buzzed would be a status symbol. Only peasants have lucid thoughts; true nobles don’t know what they’re doing 90% of the time. 
  • Media. The US government banned smoking ads featuring Camel Cigarettes’ mascot, Joe the Camel, in 1997 because he appealed to children and people don’t like their kids lighting up. You don’t see too many cigarette ads in the US anymore. On the other hand, the media glorifies alcohol. Drinking makes you a man. Drinking makes you sexy. Many can’t wait (or don’t wait) to turn 21 and engage in this manly, sexy world of alcohol. So please, please remember that how the drug is presented will affect who consumes it.

alaska-girl-without-a-polar-bear  asked:

Fbi agent and lab tech au! This is one of my favorites but I can never find any! ♡♡

Alright oh jeez…

Ok so klance (I do like other ships guys, I swear. I just worry you guys only like me for my klance haha. If you ever want anything else let me know)

Ok so after that! Haha, lance is a premium FBI detective, and is starting to become a bit of a legend in the force. With his partner, Hunk, they are quickly becoming the bureaus most efficient team. Hunk is resourceful and his knowledge of chemical compounds leaves drug labs in fear. Lance has a killer imagination, which makes him an excellent problem solver and strategist. Lance is also eerily good at reading and manipulating people. Lawyers swear under their breath when they walk into the interrogation room and see his smiling face.

Their client better exercise the right to remain silent.

Keith is their lab technician. He tried to be an actual police officer, but could never pass the psych evaluation. His “shoot first, ask questions later” mentality made several of the deputies nervous. So he dropped out and decided he’d help out another way.

He’s a great lab tech! He works quickly and efficiently, and his rough childhood is actually an asset in pinpointing potential crime locations. He has a great memory when it comes to creepy warehouses he used to graffiti.

And lance has to admit… he hates desk work, but seeing Keith makes it easier. When he’s bored he’ll go to his desk and mess up the order of his samples. Keith squeals, but Lance always remembers their original order. He puts them back in place and Keith shoves him out the door.

Lance runs in one day “hey Keith! I’ve got this photo and something seems off about it. Can you blow it up and take a look at it?”
“Oh yeah sure thing”
Keith takes the USB and pulls up the photo lance points at.
“Lance… this is just you in a speedo.”
Yeah but don’t you think my abs look less defined then usual? Like what do you think? Do you think I should up my number of crunches or…“

But Keith always drops a cup of coffee at lance’s desk when their both in the station alone Kate at night. Keith is processing dirt samples and lance is pouring over a case file he just can’t crack. Similarly lance usually orders pizza when he leaves and sees Keith still in his lab. The pizza is always delivered anonymously, but Keith knows it has to be lance. He hasn’t dared to tell anyone else that he likes double pineapple and anchovies.

One day lance rushes into Keith’s lab. He’s holding something in a paper bag and looks anxious.
“Keith I’m working an old case and think I’ve hit a breakthrough. Could you look at these pieces of paper?”
Keith sees that in the bag Lance is holding are tiny shredded bits of paper. Keith agrees. Lance hands the first tiny bit of paper for Keith to look under his microscope.
“There’s a letter on here.
"Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. ‘I’”
“Alright I’ll write that down”

They work through the next few pieces of paper. Taking note of the letters and words that appear. Finally Keith stops. He looks at the scrawl he’s written.

“I want to go out with you.” He reads out loud. Lance shifts nervously on his feet.
“It’s uh… it’s a pretty big mystery…and I can’t solve it without your answer.”

Keith laughs. He just hands lance the bit of paper with the letter y and nods. Lance tries to jump across the desk in joy, but Keith shouts when he bumps a rack of glass tubes.

anonymous asked:

Imagine what would happen if Judy hopps Could clone herself without limits.

Judy: B&E in progress on the corner of Bush and Howard! Be advised - I am moving to engage!

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: 198… 199… two hundred push-ups! Before noon. Right, on to squats!

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: It’s a lot easier to handle paperwork these days. Still, it’s nicer to do it with company!

Judy: I agree! You have a calming presence.

Judy: Awh, thank you!

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: You! Don’t you know littering is against the law? Yes, you, in the ugly orange shirt. Pick up that can!

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: HQ, we’ve confirmed the drugs lab is currently active. Approximately eleven marks inside the building. Preparing to start the raid.

Judy: I’m ready.

Judy: Me too!

Judy: Locked and loaded.

Judy: Ready when you are.

Judy: I’m pumped!

Judy: Good to go. On your command, Judy.

Judy: Heheheh… awesome. Girls - fall in.

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: I dunno, Clawhauser. I mean, obviously I like her newer stuff too, but Gazelle’s first three albums are just so hard to top. I think the only viable way to surpass them would be for her to really push the limits of the genre; and if she strays too far from her roots, would a comparison even be worthwhile?

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: [reloading her twin pistols] Is that all you’ve got?! Huh?! You’re pathetic!! I’ve fought turnips that put up more of a challenge than you! [springs out of cover] YIPPIE-KAYAK, MOTHERFU-

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: -dge is delicious, Mrs Wilde! I should really start coming here without Nick. That way we could gossip about him behind his back.

Nick: The thought of you two unattended fills me with unspeakable dread.

Judy: You’re just jealous because I’ll replace you as her favourite!

Nick: Yes. That is precisely what I’m worried about. And, also, what will definitely happen.

Judy: Awh! I was joking but you made it sad…

Nick: Welcome to Casa Wilde.

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: Now as you can see, crime has dropped by over 3000% since, um, The Incident. But that doesn’t for a second mean we, as officers of the ZPD, should get complacent! If anything, this frees us up to do all sorts of community projects! I’m very open to suggestions, but I have a few quick ideas of my own that I’ve outlined in this presentation. Um, could you hit the next slide?

Judy: Sure thing!

Judy: Thanks.

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: Hello, Judy Hopps speaking… Oh, of course! I’d love to give an interview to ZNN! I’m basically free whenever. Like, literally. Whenever. At all. Name a time. Three in the morning. I’d be there. …Yeah, okay, 6pm makes more sense. Whatever works for you.

[Meanwhile, across town…]

Judy: …

Judy: …

Judy: …

Judy: …is it worrying I think you’re really pretty…?

Judy: Huh? You say something?

Judy: Nope.

Jason Todd x Reader (Brotherly Relationship) - Are You Insane Like Me? Been in Pain Like Me?

TRIGGER WARNING: Blood, Alcohol, Drugs, Abuse

Requested by: @cattopolis

Song: Gasoline, Halsey

Word Count: 3,510

Falling against the hard and cracked wall, exhausted, broken, and in terrible pain, you attempted to somewhat compose yourself. You did not want to think about what had just happened, and be as it may that it happened almost every night, it wasn’t any more pleasant after time. You were all alone, as per usual, considering your father was passed out, and your mother had left when you were 3, and she was the only person that cared about you. 

You were now 17, and had grown up in hell ever since, but you tried as hard as humanly possible not to see it that way. Your father was a terrible alcoholic and drugie, and you had to feed his addiction or he would beat you to a pulp. You did what any person on the streets would do at the age of 17 for money, and you weren’t proud of it. You stole and sold anything within your sight, and it added up pretty quickly. Your dad had taught you how, this was the only thing he ever taught you before his descent into drugs and vodka, and you were damn good at it.

You had been doing this since you were 5, it was all you knew, and he would take all the money and put it to drinks and the newest substance floating around the dark and grim city, inviting his shitty friends over for parties, and you would have to clean everything up. He also used you as a test experiment for his drugs, a lab rat should you say, but you had no way to fight him against it, so you took is with cries and pleads, praying to live another day, and that it just might get better.

Tonight, it had been one after one, he would inject them into you, and you would take it because you thought, maybe one day, he’ll stop. Maybe one day, he’ll get better. Whenever there was a party, you would be strapped to a table in a tank top and shorts, and needles would be thrown your way left and right. Tonight was no different.

You were the entertainment, writhing and screaming as the vile liquids burned and clawed through your veins. You cried and pleaded for it to stop, but if you spoke a word, you were hit, so you stopped fighting, stopped asking. The only noise that was allowed from you were your screams, and god did your father’s terrible friends love to hear you scream. 

They cheered and chanted, watching you struggle to breathe and stay complacent, throwing whatever new or old drug they discovered at your father and his few closest friends so they could inject the poison into your flailing body, paying hundreds to watch you struggle in immense pain, and it was terrifying. You never knew when it would end, it all was a daze, painful and loud, but eventually, it all stopped and you were left as the broken girl they all loved to watch suffer, struggling to stay alive.

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ASKS - Changelings

Asks sent to my main, answered here, regarding students who are stolen away, what happens to them, what replaces them, and what happens to their replacements

Anon said: what about changelings attending elsewhere university? like changelings that always knew they were fae but never interacted with their kind before? what about changelings “betraying” their heritage and siding with the humans on campus?

It’s generally silently expected among the Fair Folk that if it ever came to open warfare, changelings would be loyal to the courts rather than the University. It hasn’t ever gone quite that far, but nevertheless there have absolutely been times when changelings stood by their human friends and siblings in open opposition to other members of the Gentry. Most of the time this isn’t viewed as betrayal; beyond court dealings they tend to be extremely individual, and clashing with another one of the Fair Folk isn’t terribly unusual. When one of the courts is involved, however, things tend to go poorly for the defiant party.

enderblogs-17 said:  Hey, I just finished reading your “Elsewhere University,” and honestly, so many questions. First, does a person know they’ve been taken? Can they bring themself back? Do they remember anything when they’ve returned? How do you know something is done by the gentry (I think that’s what you called them) and not by humans? Do they exist in other regions? I’m so curious and fascinated, but please, if this crosses any lines, don’t publish. I don’t want to get you in trouble with the gentry.

Hahaha I appreciate the consideration! Okay - generally you would know if you were taken, yeah – you’ve gone from your dorm room to a candlelit underground hall full of blooming cherry trees, or something else equally Not Dorm. If something stole you away because it’s infatuated with you, you’d likely be doted on for at least a short while. If you were stolen away because something hated you, you’re probably somewhere less nice.

It’s definitely possible to bring yourself home – you could appeal to the one who stole you in the first place; if they think they love you it’s sometimes possible to convince them to free you again. You could buy your way to freedom, with whatever gifts and items you have on you; you could win it in a game of skill. If you are lucky enough to be beloved of the crows, they will lead you home. If you are brave and clever and know enough of the rules to navigate the Elsewhere, you could escape on your own. If none of these work, someone will come looking for you eventually – your lover, your friend, your sibling, your RA.

Unless they have explicitly given up their memories, then they would remember their time in Elsewhere for as long as they are on campus. Once off campus the memories fade quicker than they should (although the more Involved you were, the more you hold on to, and there are other ways to remember).

I think in general it would likely be hard to know if small weirdnessness had been committed by the Gentry or by students. It’s a college, after all. The whole premise of the comic was that there is so much weird shit that it’s already difficult to tell.

They do exist in other regions – Elsewhere U isn’t the only place where the Elsewhere meshes through. Most of the other places are schools as well, but not always, and the nature of the Gentry tends to vary depending on each region’s folkloric bones.

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Zootopia/Robin Hood Fanfiction TAKE A STAND Ch.30- The Last Hustle

(AN/Hey it’s Garouge/Crewefox here with the penultimate instalment of Take a Stand. Sorry I’m a tad late things have been crazy lately and this chapters is the longest one yet at over 8000 words! Thank you to everyone who reviewed, reblogged, liked, faved and followed this fic, I can’t believe it’s nearly over. Ok so it’s time to address the elephant in the room, last week the review section of this fanfic became a war zone and this person hurt the most was not me or Zieg but Jill Fine, Jill if you’re reading this please know that this chapter is dedicated to you you have been supporting this story from the get go and the abuse you received was deplorable and unacceptable and I hope you come back to the Zootopia fandom soon, we always got your back and I’m so sorry this series of online bullying happened to you, I offer my most sincerest apologies. Ok now onto the next bit the user at the heart of this cyber bullying incident Psycox has passed away in a tragic traffic accident according to reports, even though I am disgusted with his behaviour the news of his death is a tragedy. Now without further ado let’s get cracking with this chapter…)

Here’s the fanfiction.net link… https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12105029/30/Take-A-Stand

Chapter 30- The Last Hustle

Padraic Rattigan was trying to remain calm, to display a face of confidence at this trying time and yet his usually combed fur looked ruffled and his yellow eyes were narrowed and were simmering with anger. Felicia who was driving the Benz pulled into the familiar surroundings of Misdaad’s mansion in the meadowlands suburbs and could already see that the Zebra had gotten the news about Buttercup’s bakery being raided and the failed hit on Trevor Moon; Rattigan could see through the car window that some of Misdaad’s henchmen were already putting her bags in a car. Felicia stopped the Benz, got out, opened the passenger door and let Rattigan step onto her paws. Madame Misdadd emerged from the house dressed not in a stylish dress for once but in fitness attire. “Bahati,” Rattigan called out “I trust you’ve heard the news.”

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writing prompts
  • child in conservative family that doesnt allow video games and blocks all access to all video games through the internet discovers what happens when they press space in google chrome while the internet is down
  • someone who wants to do crimes for the hell of it has incredible luck (bad luck?) and just can’t do it ever. wants to jaywalk, its always green for them. they break into a random store in the middle of the night, they find a drug lab in the basement. steals someone’s bag, it’s actually a bag that was just stolen from another person who runs up to the protag like “you’re so brave.. i can’t believe this”

Pharmaceutical companies make Walter White look like a fucking amateur.

Around two million people are addicted to prescription “opioid” painkillers–as many as are addicted to meth and heroin combined.

A mind-boggling 259 million prescriptions were issued in 2012, enough to supply every adult in America with a bottle. It turns out it’s hard to win a War on Drugs when the enemy wears suits and lab coats.

Drugs made in a factory can kill you faster than any shit cooked in a garage.

More than 20,000 people died from prescription painkiller overdoses in 2015. Nearly double the death toll of gun homicides. Nearly equal to car accidents. Since 1999, more than 183,000 people have died this way–the equivalent of dropping a nuclear bomb on Knoxville, TN. This is also what fucking killed prince who science had previously believed to be immortal.

On another note I am going to start dog walking again. Just one pup once a day but at least I’ll get to pretend for a solid 30 minutes that I am not a drugged up lab rat in a treatment center !! (That is currently how I feel :) ) :—-)))))

Character Bio


Gendertale is like the original Undertale but everyone is the opposite gender.

Sans memories before her sister, Papyrus, was born was all gone to her. She doesn’t remember a time without Papyrus or mother. This memory includes her father, she has zero memory of even ever even having a father. Sans and Papyrus grew up happily with their mother, Gaster. Gaster worked as the doctor for the Underground, she also work as the royal scienctist. One day an accident befallen Gaster in which Sans was their to witness her own mother’s death. Sans was only 15 and Papyrus 11 when Gaster had died. Sans worked harder in order to support her sister and continue her dream to be just like her mother. At the age of 18 Sans finally became a doctor and the new royal scientist just like her own mother. Though she was not a doctor for no longer than two years. A child had been rushed to the hospital in extreme critical condition. Sans worked for 19 hours straight trying to help the child but they died even with all she knew. The child’s condition were still unknown of how it happened but Sans blamed herself for no able to save them. She quit being the royal scientist and a doctor telling Queen Asgore she was not fit to continue in her mental state. It didn’t take long for people to move on but Sans could not move on from everything that had happened. She worked multiple odd jobs, gave her dreams, and continue to raise and protect her sister at any cost. Papyrus understood her sister condition but not how much pain she was in. Sans thought things were getting better until the human came. She lived the same nightmare over and over again. Some time it would end happy, other times it ended in horrible death. Sans was close to breaking completely until one day the resets stopped. They lived above ground, slowly with the humans. But there was no resets, she never even saw the flower or child again. Papyrus was happy and safe working as Mettaton personal designer, though she had many humans ask her to work for them. Sans in still on medication for depression but she’s been doing a lot better than she ever had before her mother died.

Name: Sans (FemSans)
Family: Mother (Gaster) [Deceased], Father (Unknown), Younger Sister (Papyrus)
Job: Sentry Patrol, Hotdog Stands, and odd vary jobs
Age: 25
Talents: Magic Bones, Teleportation, Gaster Blasters, Sleeping
Likes: Papyrus (will always protect no matter what), Sleeping, Jokes/Pranks, Ketchup, hanging out at Grillby’s
Dislikes: Bullies, Anyone who say anything bad about Papyrus, Chores, Dressing up.
Friends: Papyrus (it counts for her), Grillby, Toriel, Bluebell (mamajebbun), Pansy (mamajebbun), Josephine (7goodangel), [Others that I’m sure I’m forgetting]
Pairings: Pansy (mamajebbun)
Tag: FemSans

Name: Papyrus (FemPapyrus)
Family: Mother (Gaster) [Deceased], Father (Unknown), Older Sister (Sans)
Job: Designer for Mettaton
Age: 21
Talents: Magic Bones (but very little), Healing magic, Clothes Designing, Cooking/Baking
Likes: Sewing, Cooking, Making Friends, Watching Mettaton’s Show
Dislikes: Bullying, People Being Mean to Sans
Friends: Undyne, Sans
Pairings: M!Undyne
Tag: FemPapyrus


Genderfell is the Underfell version of Gendertale. There is no complete story with this because I only use the skeleton girls. So the focus of Genderfell is on Brat and Scamp.

Brat was three years old when her sister, Scamp, was born. Her mother, Gilda, show her love for Scamp was more than she ever had for herself. Then one night Brat was dragged out of her room and taken to Gilda’s secret underground lab. Gilda was the royal scientist but some called her a mad scientist doing crazy experiments on other monsters for her own gain. Brat was taken away for her stats being much more weaker than Scamp’s, even as a baby Scamp stats were always perfect. Brat was also know to looked more like her father, who went missing before Brat was born. As time passed the two sister lived different lives, never meeting one another. Brat was tortured and experimented on while Scamp was training and learning. When Scamp was around the age of 13 she learn of a plan that her mother made to over throw the queen and the rule over the Underground. Scamp learn that she herself was the main part of the plan, she was being raised as a weapon to be used for Gilda’s own plans. Gilda didn’t love her like a mother should love a child, she loved her as being the main part of her plan. This made Scamp extremely angry, she hated to be control and more so but the only person she trusted. It was the moment she sought revenge against her mother. Once she had enough evidence against her mother she sent it anonymously to the Queen. The Queen in rage for the person she had trusted and loved to betray her in such a way. The queen sent out her guard to hunt her down and bring Gilda to her so she could kill her. Gilda heard the new and ran to her secret underground lab, the only place that no one knew about. Gilda was in a fit of rage, her perfect plan that she had been working of for years was over. she turned her rage to Brat, the reminder of her of something she hated. She began to strangle Brat, intent of killing her. When Scamp saw her mother strangling the girl she learned to be her own sister, she acted on instinct to save her sister by killing her own mother without a second thought. Scamp then took her mother’s head to the Queen and was granted their own house in Snowdin and head of the Royal Guards. Brat made it her life goal to serve her sister for saving her life. Scamp had controlled her sister because she saw how broken Brat’s mental state was, she need someone to control her. Brat lived her whole life up to the point of their mother’s death living in pain and controlling environment. Scamp knew she had to do this to protect her sister. After a while she began to ease her sister in a less controlling environment and now the no longer live in the Underground she gives Brat more freedom than she had ever had. Brat is still shy but has more confident. Scamp is even more over protective over sister now that she lets her do what she wants. She trust Brat but she will never trust others.

Name: Brat
Family: Gilda (Mother) [Deceased], Father (Unknown), Younger Sister (Scamp)
Job: Prostitute(former) Odd jobs with her sister
Age: 25
Talents: Has A Huge Amount of Magic (though unable to control it properly), Magic Bones, Gaster Blaster
Likes: Mustard, Her Sister, Her Fluffy Coat, Being Away From Others
Dislikes: Anyone Who Isn’t Scamp
Friends: N/A
Pairings: Song (utanokiba)
Tag: Brat

Name: Scamp
Family: Gilda (Mother/Clone of) [Deceased], Older Sister (Brat)
Job: Head of the Royal Guard (former) Odd jobs.dirty work
Age: 21
Talents: Magic Bones, Agility, Quick Thinking, Cooking, Gathering Information
Likes: Being in Control, Knowing Brat is Safe, Learning New Information
Dislikes: Disobedience, Anyone Who Harms Brat, Not Getting Her Way, Chocolate
Friends: N/A(?)
Pairings: N/A
Tag: Scamp


Genderswap is the Underswap version of Gendertale. There is no complete story with this because I only use the skeleton girls. So the focus of Genderswap is on Cotton Candy and Peaches.

Peaches and Cotton Candy’s parents abandon them when Cotton Candy was just a baby. Peaches told her sister that died to save from explain why their parents didn’t love them, because she didn’t know the answer herself. Peaches had to find ways to keep her and her sister alive. It was hard stealing food for the both for them so she mostly just fed her sister. Until one day a scientist ask if Peaches would like to partake in some experiments in exchange for a house and money to live off of. Peaches agree without second thought because she wanted to do all she could for her little sister. The experiments were harsh and unforgiving at times but Peaches tried to tough through it for her sister. When Peaches was around 10 years old the scientist vanished, which was a relief but also terrible because they no longer had money coming in. She had to looked for other jobs but due to her age no one would hire her. One day she was approached by a man who said he’d pay her for a small “favor”. Peaches, not knowing what he meant and desperate for money, accepted. Once the deed was done she felt sick and dirty. She distanced herself from her sister, afraid to make her dirty as well. She could this line of work because it paid well and she wanted more than anything to keep her sister healthy and happy. Years passed and she felt trapped and was looking to get out but couldn’t. Cotton Candy had accidentally got gum into Peaches hair, causing her to cut her hair extremely short. The was a blessing because her new hair style didn’t do well with her clients. This finally gave the courage to go out and get a real job. She was still to young to get a job but with her lying about her age and some her accepted out of pity she manged to land some small part time jobs. It was around this time Cotton Candy mentioned joining the Royal Guard with her friend Alphys but Peaches refused her to getting such a dangerous job. Peaches spent all her life protecting her sister, making big sacrifices for her that she was not going to let her go and get herself killed by being a guard. The two sister had a fight but after a while Cotton Candy came to understand Peaches and knew her sister didn’t want her to get hurt. She gave up being a guard which no one mind, Cotton Candy was to sweet to hurt anyone. They live together happily and Cotton Candy had even talked about starting a family.

Name: Peaches
Family: Parents [Unknown], Younger Sister (Cotton Candy)
Job: Corndog Stand, Odd Jobs, Part-Time at Muffet’s
Age: 27
Talents: Magic Bones, Teleportation, Gaster Blasters, Physical Strength
Likes: Her Sister, Honey, Sweets, Relaxing
Dislikes: Gasters (Of any AU), Labs/Hospitals, Drug Use, Abuse(Even more so from men), Fang (scarredlove) [use to]
Friends: Poppy (mamajebbun)
Pairings: N/A
Tag: Peaches

Name: Cotton Candy
Family: Parents [Unknown], Older Sister (Peaches)
Job: N/A
Age: 22
Talents: Cleaning, Baking, Magic Healing, Bone Attacks (very very little)
Likes: Candies, Anything Sweet, Bright Pastel Colors, Friendship
Dislikes: Bullies, Salty/Bitter/Spicy
Friends: Sugar (sugartalesans), Pepoberry (misslaytale), Fang (scarredlove) [I’m sure there are other but these are the one with the most impact]
Pairings: Fang (scarredlove)
Tag: CottonCandy


Genderswapfell is the Underswapfell of Gendertale. These are now more based of the original Swapfell by Kkhoppang

When Xena was three and Blaze was seven their parents had killed themselves. Blaze had woke up and saw them hanging in the living. Without a care Blaze continue to the kitchen to get cereal for her and her sister. It was natural to see death around them and even those taking their own lives. Though Blaze did realize without parents meant they had no income or food. She would take Xena out with her once a week to go steal food or/and money. One day Blaze was approached by a stranger in an ally, he asked Blaze if she would like to work for him. Blaze agree without a care but as soon as he stroke her hair she knew what he had meant. She killed in cold blood without a second thought. While Xena played in the pool of blood Blaze had the idea that she could lure other like this guy and kill them and steal their possessions. She did that until she was about 12, she then went on to work with drug dealers. She didn’t tried an drugs until she was 15 and that when she understood more about the business. She became one of the best drug dealers in the whole underground and none of the guards could even find her. At the age of 18 Blaze began to make her own drugs and selling them by herself so she didn’t have to share with anyone. This started a gang war because drug dealers were loosing profit while she gain all their clients. Even if the amount these gangs had none of them could even come close to Blaze’s strength and powers. While Blaze selling drugs, Xena goes around making “art”. Xena art involves dead bodies. Guards have tried to find these two but without any luck. Until one day they were no longer in the underground, the girls manged to make it upside with the help of a human and a wilted flower.

Name: Xena
Family: Older Sister (Blaze)
Job: Serial Killer
Age: 22
Talents: Using a Chainsaw, Making Art From Killing, Lying, Bone Attack
Likes: Death, Blood Red, Hearing People Beg, Meat
Dislikes: Being Told No, Her Victims Escaping
Friends: Vamprus (scarredlove)
Pairings: N/A (offically)
Tag: Xena

Name: Blaze
Family: Younger Sister (Xena)
Job: Drug Maker and Dealer
Age: 26
Talents: Physical Strength, Teleportation, Gaster Blaster, Bone Attack, Agility
Likes: Fighting, Winning, Showing Her Strength, Impressing Others, Flirting
Dislikes: Losing, Someone Strong, Being Rejected
Friends: Shawn (underr63)
Pairings: N/A (officially)
Tag: Blaze


Genderfellswap is the Fellswap of Gendertale.

Diana and Trixie grew up in a normal two parents household. Their mother the conductor for the underground train and their father the royal scientist. When Diana was eight and Trixie was six they were being bullied by the dog gang. One day the dog gang attacked Trixie while she was walking home alone. Diana helped stay at school to help the teacher so Trixie left before her, not wanting to wait. Diana walked Trixie home crying while Trixie was cover in cuts, blood, and bruises. No one knows what ever happen to those who attacked Trixie, because after that day they had disappeared. Trixie grew more quiet after the attack but Diana tried her best to do everything to make her sister happy. When Trixie turned nine and Diana was 11 their father had disappeared. No one could explain what had happened, he was in his lab one second and the next he was gone. Trixie was close with her father so she took it the hardest but instead of crying she lashed out, got into fights, stayed away from her family. Diana followed her sister around to protect her, to make her happy, to do anything she needed. This eventually turned into Trixie controlling Diana, making her do everything she want her to do. Diana never complained or questioned her sister. Their mother tried talking to Trixie but she was ignored. Trixie never hated her mother nor does she now but she feels like her mother didn’t do enough for them. Trixie and Diana now live outside of the underground but visit their mother from time to time.

Name: Trixie
Family: Older sister (Diana)
Job: N/A
Age: 26
Talents: Speed, Agility, Bone Attack, Military Tactics, Torture
Likes: Being in command, obedience, fear of others, being right
Dislikes: Being ignored, called short, failure, sweaty people
Friends: N/A
Pairings: N/A
Tag: Trixie

Name: Diana
Family: Younger Sister (Trixie)
Job: Unknown
Age: 28
Talents: Unknown
Likes: Trixie being happy, Sweets
Dislikes: Punishments, when Trixie is mad, pain, blood
Friends: N/A
Pairings: N/A
Tag: Diana


Hey guys it’s me Gerard Way.
I’m the bassist for a band My Chemical Romance and I have a diet of strictly milk products.
As you may not have none I only like people with an I in their names It’s just a mandatory letter to be my friend.
Catch me on gh stopmymisery@gmail.com
Again the names Frank Iero rhythm guitarist for My Chemical Meth Lab

anonymous asked:

I start pharmacology in 2 weeks. I'm hoping to get a bit ahead, so I've been reading the medication sections in my Saunders NCLEX prep book. My question is, how the hell do you study all of this and organize it?? It's SO much information! I'll be taking that AND foundations of nursing together and I'm pretty nervous for both!

Hi!! (This turned out longer than I expected, but I hope it’s helpful!)

Reading the medication sections in the Saunders book is definitely a great place to get a general idea of the most important drugs/drug types in nursing! I relied on this type of book to review in preparation for exams throughout the semester.

I don’t know how your course is going to be set up, but mine was split into 5 units, and each of those contained several “categories” of medications.  For example, Unit 2 contained neuropharmacology, mental health pharmacology, opioid analgesics/antagonists, and drugs used for the treatment of Parkinson’s, Alzheimer’s, and seizures.  

For each category, my professor provided a powerpoint and assigned readings in the textbook.  The powerpoints detailed the systems on which those drug categories would be working, how those drugs would affect those systems, and then pointed out the most important medications to know.  

So, for example, in mental health pharmacology, the slides were organized by mental disorder (schizophrenia, depression, anxiety, bipolar, etc.), and the different classes of drugs/specific drugs that are used to treat those illnesses were explained.  

As far as studying and organizing all of the material goes, I would keep drugs within their classes (you will find that many drugs within medication classes function in similar ways), and keep these drug classes associated with the system on which they work.  

I found this method of organization necessary throughout the whole course, but it was especially helpful when tackling larger categories of drugs, such as in neuropharmacology and cardiology.  

***Also, you will see that certain classes of medications can be identified by common prefixes or suffixes: ACE inhibitors end in “-pril” (lisinopril, captopril), cephalosporins (an antibiotic class) usually begin with “cef-” (ceftriaxone, cefaclor)***

For example: 

Within cardiology there are numerous possible diseases/symptoms of diseases that may need to be treated (such as: hypertension, heart failure, edema, high cholesterol, angina, clotting), and each of these diseases has a different set of drug classes associated with it.  After identifying the classes of drugs used to treat different pathologies, you can memorize which specific drugs are within classes.

  • Hypertension, heart failure, and edema can be treated with different combinations of the following drug classes: diuretics (there are many classes of diuretics), drugs that target the RAAS system (ACE inhibitors and ARBs, etc.), calcium channel blockers, vasodilators, inotropic agents, and antidysrhythmics
  • High cholesterol can be treated with statins, nicotinic acid, bile sequestrants, fibric acids
  • Angina is usually treated with nitroglycerine
  • Clots/high risk for clotting can be treated with antiplatelets, anticoagulants, direct thrombin inhibitors, thrombolytic agents, and factor Xa inhibitors

My professor was also kind enough to provide a list of the most important drugs from each unit before exams, and I would go through this list memorizing key information about each drug.  I would make flashcards for each one of these drugs with the drug name on one side, and the most important information about the drug on the other.

For each drug it is usually important to know:

  • pharmaceutical class
  • indication (purpose for medication: what it treats)
  • pharmacodynamics (what the drug does)
  • pharmacokinetics (how drug goes through body: admin route, half life, location of metabolism and excretion)
  • nursing assessments (that should be done when patient is on this drug)
  • lab considerations (drugs like lithium require specific levels in the body)
  • age-related considerations
  • precautions/contraindications
  • possible drug-drug interactions
  • patient teaching if necessary (ex: patients must sit or stand upright for 30 minutes after taking a bisphosphonate because they have the potential to damage the esophagus)
  • any weird and unique side effects

I’m going to lie, there is a TON of information that needs to be studied in Pharmacology but it is totally doable!  Organization is crucial, and you will find the form of organization and studying that works best for you, and fits best with the teaching style and expectations of your professor.  When you get the course syllabus I suggest reading through it and taking note of when the exams will be, and the order in which drug categories will be presented.

Foundations of nursing (at least at my college) was heavily based in A&P so I didn’t find it too difficult, but I did take it the semester before Pharm.  I took Pharm and Med Surg 1 together, and while it was a lot of information, I was able to stay organized and do well in both courses! So don’t be nervous, and if you have any more questions feel free to ask!

An Elder’s Lament...


I really do not feel at home in America anymore.  I am in my 70’s and I feel like I have been left behind in the process of America becoming so filled with hate.

I was raised a Christian but no longer recognize the people who call themselves Christian.  In my book they are not Christian.  The Huckabees of this world are not Christians.  They are so filled with hate that God’s love is impossible to reside within them.

I was raised where getting an education was important.  But, today most people denigrate education.  People seem to be moving back to the days when superstition and witchery were the means of informing people.  And I do not mean to belittle witchery - it once had a respected place in society.

I was raised to believe that war was bad - plain and simple.  Talking was the best alternative.  War was only the last resort and even then it was wrong and irresponsible.

I was raised when the police and officers of the court helped people.  Police used weapons only as a last resort.  Now I see police and officers of the court draw their weapons first and only later apologize for murdering (killing) a child or a mentally ill person.  This is not the America I want to see.

I was raised to believe that people were to be respected - period.  I have not recovered from the vitriol that I experienced from all my Republican friends when they mentioned the name of Bill Clinton and Hillary Clinton.  Acid dripped from their lips as they mentioned their names.  I had just returned from living overseas and was shocked by the acrimony that spewed forth from these peoples mouths.

And the acrimony continued in the political arena with the regime of Bush II and his cronies.  And the acrimony continued with the presidency of President Obama.  When the political leaders stand united and announce that they will do everything in their power to destroy a presidency you know that something is “rotten in the state of Denmark”.

I blame the political climate on the two major parties.  The Democrats and the Republicans are the same party.  One is far right and avidly fascist.  The other is rightish and timid.  Both are not serving the American People.

The result is an idiot like Donald J. Trump in the White House.  That man is no more qualified to be president than a drugged lab rat.  He is an insult to any thinking person - any informed person - any patriotic American.  

TRUST || Mafia!Junhui [Chp 3]

BLURB: Nothing is ever what it seems.

GENRE: au!mafia, action, mystery, romance

WORDS: 1415

PART: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

Jun looked out the window at the clouds flying by outside. They were 30 000 – maybe 40 000 – feet off the ground, shooting towards enemy headquarters on a small jet plane.

Jun was jittery. His hands tingled to do something – hack into a computer, maybe strangle someone – but for now, he was content with tying and untying his laces absentmindedly. He had been lying around the house for too long on “rest”.

Jun scoffed.

Rest. Right. Seungcheol just didn’t want him on the loose getting into trouble again.

After getting shot, Jun could only remember waking up the next morning with two sentinels by his door under strict orders not to let him leave until Seungcheol could talk to him.

The two unlucky sentinels had been Hansol and Seungkwan.

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Judy Hopps is one hell of a cop.

In the span of 48 hours, Judy Hopps solved 14 different missing person cases, wrote 200+ parking tickets before noon, got fired TWICE, visited a nudist colony, de-railed a train, blew up a drug lab, exposed a government plot to drive predators out of Zootopia with fear tactics, got an assistant mayor arrested for treason, got the actual mayor arrested for kidnapping, became the godmother to the daughter of a gangster, and turned a con artist into a police officer and her boyfriend.

This photo shows exactly why Fentanyl is deadlier than heroin

On the left, a lethal dose of heroin; on the right, a lethal dose of fentanyl. (Photo from New Hampshire State Police Forensic Lab)

Drugs users generally don’t know when their heroin is laced with fentanyl, so when they inject their usual quantity of heroin, they can inadvertently take a deadly dose of the substance. In addition, while dealers try to include fentanyl to improve potency, their measuring equipment usually isn’t fine-tuned enough to ensure they stay below the levels that could cause users to overdose.

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Hi everyone! I posted a couple days ago about a pre-employment drug screen that I was really hoping to pass. In that post, I mentioned Palo Azul. It’s a bark that you can find in most Mexican spice stores. The reason why it has the word azul in it is because the tea is literally blue. It’s all different kinds of colors but mainly blue. So here’s how I did it. 

 What you need: 3 at home drug tests, 4 packages of Palo Azul (should be no more than .99) for each night before your drug tests and one multi-vitamin 

 Step 1: Go to a store where you can get it. You’re going to need 4 for each night before your drug test. I had 3 nights before my test. 

 Step 2: Put all 4 packages in a big pot with 1.5 gallons of water and let it boil for 2 hours starting at a high heat until boiling, and then low heat. You’re going to want to have this on the stove for two hours. 

Step 3: No stirring needed, check to see if the tea is blue, like in the picture. 

Step 4: This step is the hardest. Drinking it. All of it. It’s going to taste like bark water, literally, but you want a clean drug test don’t you? Drink up buddy! You have to drink it all that night. 

Step 5: Wait until the day after your night of drinking the tea and take your first drug test.

Step 6: This should be done the morning of your drug test that you’re trying to pass (i.e., employment, probation, parents, etc.) Take a multivitamin or Vitamin B because it will make your pee yellow. Drug testing labs get suspicious when your pee is clear, so to avoid further investigation, take the vitamin. Trust me.

Repeat all these steps each night/day before your drug test and your pee will be clean! I’m not a robot, I’m not trying to promote it as a product, I’m just trying to help out my fellow pot smokers. 


  • Aries: Assault and Battery
  • Taurus: Armed Theft
  • Gemini: High Treason
  • Cancer: Stalking
  • Leo: Violent Protest
  • Virgo: Hacking into the IRS
  • Libra: Political Fraud
  • Scorpio: Disrupting the Peace
  • Sagittarius: Drunk Drag Racing
  • Capricorn: Tax Evasion
  • Aquarius: Running a Meth Lab
  • Pisces: Drug Usage & Distribution