privacy-concerns

anonymous asked:

Do you realize that being fat isn't always good? I mean if you're still healthy it's fine but once it gets to point it starts becoming a health problem. It's not good for that to happen right? Do you want people to slowly waste away and die of heart disease? They're basically killing themselves and it's not a perfect comparison but if you meet a self garner do you want them to stop?

HUZZAH! This is my first psuedo-intellectual anon hate. And my-oh-me, it’s a doozy. I love the condescending “gotchya” tone in this, as if anon is asking ground-breaking, mind-blowing questions and not the same bullshit concern-trolling that has been debunked over and over again. But I’ll indulge anon’s ignorance for the moment, if only so that I have a comprehensive response to link to other fatphobic assholes in the future. 

Put simply, my dear anon, your questions are silly, and you should feel bad about how ignorant, hateful, and fatphobic you come off in this ask.


1. Health is a complex concept that is dependent on many individualized factors. Similarly, weight is complex and depends on many factors completely out of an individual’s control, including genetics, poverty and food insecurity, and trauma history. Neither exercise nor a “healthy” diet result in long term weight loss. 

2. Weight is a really inaccurate, non-evidence based proxy for the concept of health. Hate to break it to you, but the BMI is bullshit, and overweight and obese people actually have lower mortality rates than people in the “normal” category. Yes, you read right, evidence shows that being fat can be good for your health. 

3. Heart disease has links to several risk factors, and “overweightness” by itself does not reliably predict heart disease. In fact, some evidence suggests fat people are better able to survive cardiac events than thin people. Correlation is not causation, yes, even with conditions such as type 2 diabetes mellitus, so it is incorrect to say that having a lot of adipose tissue directly causes illness of any type. Being fat is not per se unhealthy. Additionally, invisible disabilities and illnesses exist, which precludes you from knowing whether ANY given person, whether they are thin or fat, is “healthy”. 

4. Based on 1,2, and 3, it’s clear that you have no idea what someone’s health-status is simply by looking at them. You have no idea whether someone’s weight is “killing them” or causing them to “slowly waste away”, and all the evidence suggests that it’s simply inaccurate to say being fat is enough, by itself, to kill someone. 

5. Linking someone’s health to their moral goodness or worth is inherently ableist. If someone is fat and unhealthy they are still a human being worthy of love and respect. If someone is fat and disabled they are still a human being worthy of love and respect. If someone is fat and eats nothing but “junk food” and never exercises THEY ARE STILL A HUMAN BEING WORTHY OF LOVE AND RESPECT.  

6. Shaming people into the weight loss you deem to be “appropriate” does not work and actually leads to increased weight gain and a myriad of negative outcomes (more discussed in 7 and 8). For example, the “War on Obesity” has been linked to increased disordered eating in pre-pubescent children.  Harm reduction and trauma-informed, client-centered care works better than the shaming, 12-step, crash-diet, “I know more about what’s better for your health than you do” bullshit. 

7. Mental illness kills tens of thousands of people in the United States every year, and shaming someone’s body size under the guise of “health concern” has empirically proven negative outcomes on mental health

8. Fat stigma in the medical establishment and society at large arguably kills more fat people than fat does. Attempts to “correct” fatness such as repeated dieting and “lifestyle changes” have been shown to have negative health outcomes.  

9. Of all the complex health and mortality risk factors that exist, fat seems to be the only one that you care about. Why aren’t you yelling at people you see driving cars or smoking? Probably because your “health concern” for fat people is just thinly veiled fatphobia.

10. THE HEALTH STATUS OF OTHER PEOPLE IS NONE OF YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS ANYWAY. Right to privacy in personal medical concerns is like, one of those inherent human right things that we have all these laws protecting to the point that it’s a crime to share someone’s private medical information without their consent.  

In conclusion, this fat ass is off to eat some cake, cuddle my cats, kiss my partner, and love my fat body just the way it is. 

7

Texas has passed a humiliating law that requires fetal remains from abortion or miscarriage to be buried or cremated

Under the new rule, hospitals, abortion clinics, and other health care facilities are prohibited from disposing of fetal remains in sanitary landfills. Instead, they must finance cremation or burial of the remains. Texas made this clarification in response to outrage about privacy concerns.

lakritzwolf  asked:

A bad accident involving a bus full of kids (6 years) happens in a large city. I guess ER turns into a madhouse when suddenly ca 40 kids come in, a lot of them severely injured. 3 adults were on the bus, two severely injured, one DOA. How are procedures for identifying kids and getting them reunited with their families when the waiting area fills with panicked parents? Some of the kids are unconscious/not able to tell staff their name. MC is the dad of one kid, how might things happen for him?

Hey there! Welcome back. 

You’re making some assumptions about the way kids are distributed after a crash like this which aren’t exactly true. Let’s walk this back to the scene and talk about triage

First, the kids who are DOA don’t go to a hospital. If the crash is this bad, and some kids aren’t breathing, EMS will try to position their head. If they don’t start breathing, they’ll give them a few quick breaths with a bag-valve-mask (BVM). If they still don’t start breathing, that child is “black tagged” and EMS moves on to people they can save. They simply won’t have the resources to invest in unsalveageable children when there are others – the severely-injured-but-still-living – who can  be helped. 

Covering the bodies with a sheet is polite, here, but are often hard to come by. These kids may simply be laid out and exposed. 

Next are the “red tag” children. These are kids who can’t follow commands or who have severe blood loss, as demonstrated by their vital signs, or have some severe life-threatening injury (e.g. evisceration). These kids will be airlifted or driven to the closest pediatric trauma center. 

All of this depends on exactly where this happens. In or near a big city, these kids will go to a pediatric trauma center, where specialists can care for them. If there are two around, no one center will get overwhelmed. 

All infants go to trauma centers, injured or no, full stop. 

Next are the “yellow tag” kids. These are ones who are hurt and cannot walk, but are not life-threateningly injured. These will be distributed around to other receiving hospitals. This is the first group of kids who aren’t in immediate, life-threatening danger, so they’re more stable, and will go further to keep the pressure off of the trauma centers. 

Finally are the “green tag” kids, those who either are uninjured or have only minor injuries. These kids can, and absolutely will, wait. They can be packed off to the hospital multiples at a time – you can fit up to 4 in an ambulance – but only after everyone else (save the dead) are evacuated first. 

What this means is that hospitals will get steadier streams of kids. First the red tags, then the yellows, and finally the greens. The reds need immediate attention and surgery, the yellows need beds, the greens can sit and wait in the waiting room with staff to keep an eye on them. 

This same procedure, by the way, goes for any mass casualty incident, whether that’s an active shooter event, a landslide, or a bus crash: the dead stay still, the nearly-dead get balls-to-the-walls care, and everyone else can wait at least a little. 

However, you ask, what does this mean for my dad character? 

Dad’s gonna have a hard time with this. 

Kids will be asked by responders on scene who they are, and the unconscious or unable to speak will be identified by peers or adults; EMS will track the names and units and destinations and relay.

Incident command will be established at the scene of the accident, but no system is perfect, and which kid goes to which hospital with which crew can be hard to track, especially with the critically ill – you don’t always know their names. Typically, the bus company will coordinate with the incident commander and the hospitals to find out what kid went where, and someone – the school, the responding agency (police or fire, whoever has command in this region), or the bus company will have a hotline for parents to call. That doesn’t mean anyone actually knows anything. These incidents are chaotic, misinformation always spreads faster than the truth, etc. 

So your dad’s kid might have been airlifted a hundred miles away and no one knows that in particular. They might know a kid was airlifted but not whose

At the hospital itself, they’ll make every effort to identify the kid, from EMS, from the kid, etc. Backpacks, if they came, can also be used for ID; the name on a notebook might be all they have at first. (What if the notebook is borrowed? Interesting question. Misidentified kid.) 

Hopefully, by the time the kid’s dad shows up at the ER, the ER will have an idea of who’s who and what’s what; kids might have phones and “Mom” might be called (almost always “mom,” because reasons that are too much to go into right now on this already hella long post.) Dad will be asked who his kid is, and that name will be compared to a list; docs might ask him for a description if they have an unidentified, or some identifying feature (clothing, hair, eye color, etc. all matter). 

Worse comes to worst, Dad might have to travel to different hospitals. Hospitals get very tight-lipped over the phone after major incidents because of privacy concerns and the sneaky, bastardly ways media tries to get information. 

So the general procedure will be: 1) Call the hotline, 2) Call the hospital, 3) Go to the hospital, 4) Provide info and description of kid, 5) Find kid OR go back to Step 1 and start over. 

Hope this helped!! 

xoxo, Aunt Scripty

[disclaimer]

[Come to Patreon, the land  where the inbox never closes!]

[Maim Your Characters email course: learn how to construct injury plots (andhow to make them matter)]

Kalagang #05

1x06 Demons

There’s only one Kalagang moment in this episode, but I LOVE THIS SCENE. I mean, we love all Kalagang scenes, don’t we. Who doesn’t? Isn’t that why I am writing these posts and you’re reading them right now in the first place? LOL. So without further ado, let’s begin.

Previously on Sense8, Kala fainted in her wedding. Thank you, Wolfgang. Now they are aware of each other. Also, we get to see what each character thinks more importantly of – moral compass, logic, or desire.

I don’t know if it’s just me, but when Wolfgang says ‘hello again’, I felt my heart exploded. TOO MUCH HOTNESS. I JUST. I CAN’T. HIS FACE. HIS BODY. HIS FREAKIN’ EYES. HIS VOICE. DAMN YOU WOLFGANG BOGDANOW. DAMN YOU MAX RIEMELT. Whoa, I’m gushing too much.

See what I mean? I can’t think straight when he’s like THAT.

Original post [x] @netflixsense8gifs

Oh no? OH YES TO ME! Kala, you seriously need to appreciate the fact that you are able to see him.

JUST LOOK AT HIM! OH MY GOD! You know what? this post can just be me gushing over Wolfgang. And I’m not gonna be ashamed of it. Or feel sorry for not analyzing Kalagang moments which I should be doing right now! You hear me? I wont’ be SORRY! – no, I’m kidding. I’d feel terrible if I didn’t write this post properly.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

One thing I’ve noticed when Kala locks her door is that the place they visit each other – right after they’re surely aware of one another’s presence – has changed. Before this, places Wolfgang and Kala visited (or just connected in general) were more public such as cemetery, Sanyam’s (Kala’s father) restaurant, Indian restaurant in Berlin, club’s bathroom, swimming pool, and the place where Kala’s wedding was held.

Now, they are in each other’s bedroom – the most private space one can have. Wolfgang showing up in Kala’s bedroom has significant meaning to it.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

Let’s rewind a bit. When Kala wakes up in her bedroom, the first thing she sees is her family (although the person in the middle looks like her coworker/friend but whatever). Let’s say Kala’s bedroom is a metaphor for her mind or herself. Her family (and friends) symbolizes things or people that made who she is today. They represent Kala’s personality, her beliefs, her dreams, memories, relationships, important values in her life, you-name-it. At the same time, her mind is the most private space – like her bedroom. So she only lets in those which she knows, trusts, cares, and loves, or at least she’s familiar with – just like her family has been the only ones who can come to her bedroom.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

But then, all of sudden, out of nowhere, THIS GUY shows up none other than in Kala’s own bedroom. In her bed. And let us not forget that Rajan has never been in her bedroom, ever.

I wrote in the previous post [x] that when Wolfgang showed up in Kala’s wedding he represented Kala’s inner voice. I’d add more and say Wolfgang himself symbolizes Kala’s darkest and deepest desire which explains why Kala later describes him as a demon.

Anyhow, so Wolfgang showing up in Kala’s bedroom indicates – the wedding sort of triggered the awakening of Kala’s desire which has been hidden for very long time. And now, it’s visible. Again, in her bed. She can feel her longing for something more in her life; she just doesn’t want to admit it, yet.

And before we move on, can we just take a moment and see how Wolfgang is eyeing on her? I mean, seriously…I’m 600% sure that most people love this scene because of the way Wolfgang looks at Kala the whole time.

Wolfgang: I didn’t ruin anything. You didn’t want to marry that guy. [That is not for you to say] Maybe not, but you wanted me to say it.

Obviously, Kala doesn’t want this unexpected visitor – more like an intruder from her perspective – to keep seeing through her.

Original post [x] @eleveun

And obviously, Wolfgang cannot help but enjoy knowing what she wants with seductive look on his face.

Wolfgang: *pat* *pat* *pat*

Me: I’M SOLD

But not her. Nope.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

And he seems so disappointed. Which makes him hotter and cuter for some reason. But I’m kinda glad that she said no to him. One of many things I love about Kala and Wolfgang is that even though they’re pretty much love at first sight, they don’t rush. Their relationship rather builds up gradually making their connection stronger.

Moreover, this is the first time Wolfgang actually develops a relationship with someone. It’s going to be something totally different from what he’s used to do with other women. So Wolfie, patting the bed may not be the smartest move to make in front of Kala. Not right now.

BUT interestingly, if you look back at the GIF where Wolfgang pats on the bed, you can see Kala’s body sorta leaning towards him for a moment – deep down, she wants him too.

Original post [x] @klarksbelomi

I have absolutely nothing to talk about – except how cute this whole scene was. The way Kala tries to figure out what is going on with her, Kala’s description of Wolfgang as demon, Wolfgang gazing at Kala as she moves back and forth in her room…and smiling at her. P E R F E C T I O N. Technically it’s not their first meeting, but it still gave me this vibe of meet-cute in romantic films.

Wolfgang: If you are so concerned with privacy and decency, why did you look? [I did not] Yes, you did. You looked then, and you’re looking now [I did not].

Original post [x] @ludi-lin

I just love how he teases Kala. Him glancing down at his ‘trunk’ and then right back at her. He’s totally enjoying every second of this moment with her.

Kala: [and somehow, I feel that you want me, too] Oh my god, you are a demon.

Original post [x] @fyeahmaxriemelt

In 1x02 post, I wrote that the way Wolfgang describes his feeling towards Kala is going to change gradually from words that are very instinctive to something more emotional. First it was ‘craving’; now it’s ‘want’. If you search the word in the dictionary, it means ‘have a desire to possess or do (something); wish for’. So for Wolfgang, this feeling he has is still closer to desire or lust (instinctive). The reason he uses that word is because maybe he doesn’t know it’s love, yet. Or maybe he’s just more used to that word.

Want, desire, lust – these are the words Wolfgang is familiar with. To Kala, they’re raw, strange, unfamiliar, and even immoral things to feel – which explains her astounded reaction. Not to mention she’s never heard directly from someone that he wants her. But at the same time, you see a very subtle smile on her face – she doesn’t hate it completely. I feel like she’s impressed by how straightforward and honest Wolfgang is. Because in her life, she never had a chance to talk about deep feelings or desires so openly with others.

I mean Wolfgang is everything that Kala is not – and that makes her more attracted to him…and vice versa.

Kala: I know that if it was you [Rajan] that had fainted just before you were to marry me, oh, dear, I’d be absolutely sure that you hated me and that you didn’t want anything to do with me. So I completely understand if you came here because you don’t want to marry me any longer. And you don’t have to worry about protecting my feelings.

Maybe because she’s somehow influenced by Wolfgang, but anyhow, when Kala meets up with Rajan, I think it’s the first time she actually spills out what she really feels. I would say she tried her best to be honest as possible, but it’s still not enough to make Rajan to know her intentions completely.

Because the way she address the issue is…you can see that Kala wants to be honest with Rajan, but at the same time she doesn’t want to hurt his feelings. She doesn’t want to be that bad person who dumps her fiance after their failed wedding ceremony. I wrote that Kala is on her journey figuring out ways to become an adult…and this is going to be one of the biggest struggles on her way. Sometimes, one has to be brutally honest with another.

Being honest with your heart may hurt others. There’s no grey area for this. At least in Kala’s situation. Whether she likes it or not, Kala will have to make a choice in some point. The consequence that follows her decision is inevitable. It is her responsibility – a burden that she must bear. It is painful, but that’s what makes us…what’s going to make Kala a woman (adult).

Rajan: For me, I love what happened. I love it because it makes our wedding something special. […] I imagine telling our children how their beautiful mother took one look at their father and fainted straight away. It is a great twist.

Oh Rajan, you just keep coming up with more foreshadowing of Kalagang.

Nervous Announcements [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/N: This is a ‘soon to be dad’ Jason fic! Gotta love some nervous dad Jason. He’s precious. <3

________

Today was the day, a very important day. Not only was it your family reunion where you will be seeing family from overseas, of whom you haven’t seen in years. But it will be Jason’s first time meeting them, and you both had a huge announcement. 

“What if they don’t approve? We weren’t planning this! What if your family thinks we’re not ready?” Jason was freaking out about your pregnancy announcement. 

You took his hands “Jay take a deep breath, you’re stressing yourself out. My family will be ecstatic. My mom’s been on me about having kids since we got engaged” laughing before pecking his cheek. 

He let out a sigh before placing his hands on your stomach. “I’m just so excited but I want your family’s approval. I don’t know I guess I’m just nervous about meeting the rest of your family this afternoon.” gently moving his thumb under your shirt.

“Hey don’t worry. My family already loves you. If you can win over my brother you can win over anyone.” Beaming up at him. Leaning down he kissed your lips, then kneeling and kissing your not yet showing stomach. Giggling at the gesture. “You’re going to be an amazing father”

“Think so?” he asked while standing back up to meet your eyes. “I know so“ before pressing a smile filled kiss to his lips. Of which he returned happily. 


Later that afternoon you and Jason got ready to go to a nearby cafe where your family reserved for the night. It was a simple event so you just wore a comfortable pair of jeans and a leather jacket that of course Jason had gotten you.

Slipping it on he snuck up behind you. “I love that jacket on you” wrapping his arms around your waist. You laughed before intertwining your fingers with yours. “I just hope it will fit when the baby starts to develop” pulling his arms tighter around you.

He chuckled, “That’s not something I can guarantee. We won’t know until we know the gender”

“Do you want a boy or a girl?” you turned to face him. Wrapping your arms around his neck. “I don’t know. A girl I guess, I always wanted to have daddy’s little girl. But I will love any child we have. How about you?”

“I don’t care as long as they take after you” sweetly pecking his lips. “You’re too good for me”

“I know, now lets go we don’t want to be late” Teasing whilst tugging his arm as you went. 

You both decided to walk to the cafe despite the cold because it was only a few blocks away. Though it soon turned into a jog when it started snowing. Neither of you prepared for it.

“Ahh, I hate the cold“ you squealed rushing through the doors. “I know I would’ve driven us if I knew it was going to snow. You didn’t strain yourself did you?” lightly placing a hand on your stomach.

Chuckling you answered, “I’m fine Jaybird” smiling at you before kissing your forehead.

“[F/n]! JASON! [F/n]! JASON!” hearing a young voice barreling toward you both. Seeing your younger cousin rushing over to the both of you.

“Hey kiddo” Jason scooped her up. You couldn’t help but smile at the exchange. He’s going to be a fantastic father. How’d you manage this stud?

“Hey sweetie” you said when Jason set the girl down and she rushed to hug you.

“Auntie Jen and Uncle Thomas are home! And they brought Sammy, Tyler and Clare with them!” She squealed excitedly. Telling you of the arrival of your out of country family members.

“Well lets go see them shall we?” You smiled at the girl before she sprinted into the restaurant. Beginning to follow her but noticing the missing Jason from your side. Turning you saw him nervously standing by the door still.

Softly smiling at him you went and wrapped your arms around him. “Don’t worry so much. I promise they’ll love you almost as much as I do. Because lets be honest no one can love you as much I do” grinning up at him. 

Feeling his tense muscles relax. You always knew just what to say to calm him down.

After just embracing him for a while he smiled and tugged your hand, “lets go”

Interlocking your hands you both walked into the restaurant. Immediately greeted by your parents, along with your older brother and younger sister.

After greeting the rest of your family, your relatives from overseas came over. You hugged them all, swinging your younger cousins around. Making Jason a bit nervous about you straining yourself. Jason Todd ever the worrywart.

“And whose this?” Your aunt gestured to Jason. Extending your hand to him, he took it and met your side. “Guys this is my fiancé Jason. Jay this is my Aunt Jen, Uncle Thomas and their kids Samantha, Tyler, and Clare.” Introducing them all. Jason shook your uncle’s hand and your aunt hugged him, saying “We’ve heard so many good things.”

Tyler and Clare in awe at the giant in front of them. They were 10 and 7 meaning they were rather short and had never seen anyone so tall before. Sammy was 17 and was in awe by him in a different way. She pulled you aside as Jason was talking with your aunt and uncle.

“He’s so –” She started but you cut her off. “Handsome, gorgeous, amazing, I know” you whispered happily, making her laugh. You watched as Jason was kneeling down, talking to the younger kids.

“How’d you get so tall?” Tyler questioned enthusiastically. “I drank my milk everyday” he smiled at the young boy. “And muscly?” 

“Ate my vegetables and I still exercise all of the time” Jason answered his grin widening. Making you even more excited to get to see these sort of interactions everyday after these following months. Your hand unconsciously moved to your stomach.

Looking over Jason noticed and came over to you. Your cousin having given you both privacy. “You okay?” concern laced in his voice. “More than. Seeing you with Tyler just made me more excited” you confessed. He let a beaming grin grace his face before pressing his lips to yours.

The rest of the afternoon and evening was filled with food, socializing, and games. But no alcohol for you, or Jason, as he promised not to drink until you can again. 

Though as the night began to draw to a close you both had yet to make the announcement. “Should we do it now before everyone leaves?” Jason whispered. You nodded, “I think it’s a good time. Everyone seems to be unwinding”

You both stood up and went to the center of the room. “Excuse us guys!” You grabbed the attention of your family. Everyone quieting down.

“Uh.. Jason and I have an announcement to make and we wanted to wait until everyone was together” Saying as Jason wrapped a nervous arm around you. 

“This can’t be good” One of your uncles cut in making your family chuckle. You chuckled as well, shaking your head.

“No, it’s actually good news” you paused as Jason pulled you closer.

“I’m pregnant!”

Everyone was silent for about a half second before anyone registered. Your mother immediately hugged you, with your father right behind her. “Oh my god sweetie congratulations!” laughing happily as you hugged her.

Your father hugged Jason, a first for everything. “Congratulations” patting his back, “Thank you sir,” shaking his head your father chuckled, “What have I told you about the formalities Jason, just Jack is fine.”

After hugging your parents switched. Your father kissing your cheek. Your brother hugged you so tightly and your sister was squealing about being an aunt.

Everyone was elated for you both. Saying you’ll be phenomenal parents and that if you needed anything that they’re there. Making you and Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

Hugging close to his arm, you teased “I told you so.” He smiled meeting your eyes, “That you did.”

The Relationship Bill of Rights

You have the right, without shame, blame or guilt:

In all intimate relationships:

-to be free from coercion, violence and intimidation
-to choose the level of involvement and intimacy you want
-to revoke consent to any form of intimacy at any time
-to be told the truth
-to say no to requests
-to hold and express differing points of view
-to feel all your emotions
-to feel and communicate your emotions and needs
-to set boundaries concerning your privacy needs
-to set clear limits on the obligations you will make
-to seek balance between what you give to the relationship and what is given back to you
-to know that your partner will work with you to resolve problems that arise
-to choose whether you want a monogamous or polyamorous relationship
-to grow and change
-to make mistakes
-to end a relationship

In poly relationships:

-to decide how many partners you want
-to choose your own partners
-to have an equal say with each of your partners in deciding the form your relationship with that partner will take
-to choose the level of time and investment you will offer to each partner
-to understand clearly any rules that will apply to your relationship before entering into it
-to discuss with your partners decisions that affect you
-to have time alone with each of your partners
-to enjoy passion and special moments with each of your partners

In a poly network:

-to choose the level of involvement and intimacy you want with your partners’ other partners
-to be treated with courtesy
-to seek compromise
-to have relationships with people, not with relationships
-to have plans made with your partner be respected; for instance, not changed at the last minute for trivial reasons
-to be treated as a peer of every other person, not as a subordinate

—  Morethantwo.com
Twitter and Facebook - a note on asks.

Hello, friends!

Today I am setting up linked accounts on Twitter and on Facebook! On the theory that people using these platforms might also want bright sparkly binders.

However, I emphatically do not want to compromise anyone’s privacy. So this is just a note to say, if you have any concerns about your ask being published, please tell me, and I will answer it privately. No problem.

In general, I ask for explicit permission to publish an ask if it contains information on your size, or a picture of you in it. Any photos of people on this blog have been taken and published with their permission.

Enjoy the rest of your day!

it’s your friendly neighborhood high schooler with an english project

Hello!! So I have an English project about discrimination (due July 6, 2017), and for my project I wrote a song about discrimination, and I’m making a music video for it. For the music video I need to interview people about their thoughts on and experiences with discrimination. 

Here’s what I’m asking you to do: 

I need you (if you can) to submit a video to this blog by June 4th, 2017 of you answering the questions below. The video does NOT have to include your face; I understand there’s privacy concerns and just general sketchiness when it comes to internet people asking for you to send a video of you, so it could be your silhouette or you could blur out your face or something. Please film the video in this format: 

1. Introduce yourself! I don’t need real names, so you can call yourself whatever the hell you want, or you can use your first name and a random last name. 

2. Answer the following questions

Also, if you could look slightly off camera so that way it looks like I’m interviewing you that would be super helpful lol. 

If you can do this, I’d really appreciate the help!! This project is 120 points and I really want this to be the best it can be to get that A. If you can’t submit a video to me, then please reblog this post to spread the word! Thank you so much!

Writer's Audio Tag
Ellieljade

Writer’s Audio Tag

*heavy sigh*

I was tagged by @dailydoseofdia to do this recording two months ago and I’m awful and forgot. I am so sorry because this is ridiculously long. If you want to hear me ramble for 17 minutes then…congratulations I guess lmao. 

I chose to talk about Mr. Min because it is the story that I’ve put the most work into so far on this blog and, for some reason, it generates almost all of my asks without being my most popular story (as far as notes go). It’s flawed and I really need to edit the shit out of it but I love it.

Questions:

  1. What inspired you to write it?
  2. What is your favorite line?
  3. Where did you write it?
  4. Why did you write it?

I really recommend listening to Dia’s recording if you are as much of a nerd as I am and love hearing writers discuss their own works.

I’m going to tag @avveh (do this or I will fly to Korea and kick your ass, chair and all. I won’t even wait for December.) @btssmutgalore @noona-la-la-la @witchguk @versigny @floralseokjin @bxebxee @jungblue @rapmonluv @spcywolf and @illegirl1 . Look at me tagging everyone in hopes that someone will do it :’). No pressure though as I know that a lot of people have privacy concerns. (Except Emily. She doesn’t have a choice.)

anonymous asked:

Does patient confidentiality exist for vets like MD's? Or how does it differ? Will I overhear my vet taking about my cats ear infection with the lady down the road (for example).

In vet medicine it’s more client confidentiality rather than patient confidentiality, but it’s very similar. Basically the difference is that our patients are not human, so it’s not their privacy that’s a concern, it’s our client’s privacy that’s a concern.

You might hear your vet talking about an ear infection. Even specifically an ear infection in a cat. But there should be no identifying features mentioned that could identify the case as your cat.

The same applies online, and I cringe when I see a vet student post photos of a ‘cute’ patient they had in, because unless they have specific permission to post that photo, then they’ve broken client confidentiality.

I know I post stories about my patients. I even post some of their pathology reports and imaging. But I take great care to not post photos of owned animals, purely for this reason.

Some other precautions I might take when posting clinic stories or case studies to protect client confidentiality are:

  • Never using the client name
  • Changing details about the client (age, gender, etc)
  • Changing the patient name
  • Changing the patient sex, age, colour or breed
  • Lying about the time frame (eg claiming this happened last week, when it was really 5 years ago)
  • Changing the history or reason of presentation
  • Never posting images with names, faces, or meaningful laboratory numbers
  • Not posting images of my uniform (though admittedly I’m very easy to stalk, I made that choice)
  • Only using images of parts of an animal, not the whole animal

I have to be careful about what and how I post to keep my registration and job, but changing the above details don’t change the point of the story, and tracking down the real case for someone other than myself becomes very difficult.

For example, unless you are Lucifer the Bunny’s owner, you’re not going to know for sure who that is if you see the post, though it did concern me initially to see so many people tagging it ‘this is me’ or ‘this is X’.

Nobody should be able to be identified from anything I post. Maybe it’s unlikely anyway with only a few thousand people following, bu things can go viral on the internet and none of us should be risking ourselves for a cute photo, especially in this age of social media.

The Visit

This is my first imagine ever! I hope you guys enjoy it :) Plus, this is loosely based on a dream I sorta remember having a few days ago. 

You and Taron are having your family over for the first time since you guys moved in. Since your mother is such a hard person to impress he is stressing over how good or bad this could go.

Warning: None
Taron x Reader
Not my gif**

Keep reading

Title: Concerning Privacy

Author: park_eunhuii

Length: Three Shot, 19k

Status: Complete

Rating: NC 17

Genre: AU, romance, angst, smut, hate sex, best friends to lovers au, assassin/hitman!baekhyun, mafia boss!chanyeol, age gap, age switch, 

Summary: How could he stop Chanyeol from turning into a monster when he was one himself?

[AFF]

anonymous asked:

Do you believe phan is real? (Sorry if youve answered this before ! I love hearing your opinions and am curious as to which side of the penny your thoughts are based on 😊 thanks for being awesome ☺️☺️)

surprisingly, i’ve never received this question directly so i don’t think i’ve ever explicitly given an answer to it. while i have some pedantic quibbles w the phrasing “phan is real,” as i think the implications are a bit problematic, i do believe that dan and phil are romantically involved and i don’t hesitate in stating that or assuming it in the opinions i express on this blog. it’s probably been obvious in a lot of my answers/posts (examples that come to mind: the ‘will they move apart’ speculation, the fanservice discussion, the explanation of why i generally refer to dnp as partners, my reaction to the boncas, etc.), but i guess i’ve never taken the time to explain why i feel this way. 

in my opinion, there’s an abundance of explicit confirmation that dnp were romantically involved back in the beginning that, to me, becomes even more compelling because of their efforts to hide and delete those confirmations years later. these examples, along with a confluence of other very obvious truths (they’ve never had other partners in seven years, they’ve chosen to live together for so many years despite not really needing to for financial reasons or anything else, their lives are built around and with each other, etc.) make me feel very comfortable in my analysis that they’re together. i feel that there are two main reasons that people still deny the possibility of their romantic involvement and i’ll try to briefly address each: 

-heteronormativity. it’s just a fact that if dnp were not both male and all of the facts of their circumstances were exactly the same, no one would even question their involvement. (please excuse my rly simplistic enforcement of the gender binary in the ensuing explanation, i obvi don’t feel that gender is limited to male and female but it’s just easier to use that for the point i’m making). if a male and female lived together for 5+ years, and constantly spent the night at one person’s place/traveled across the country to visit each other even before living together, people would take it as incontrovertible proof of romantic feelings. if a male and female were to act the way dnp do around each other–namely, constantly flirting, teasing, touching, staring–and instill the amount of love and respect into their every interaction the way dnp do, no one would question their romantic feelings whether or not they’ve explicitly confirmed it themselves. if a man and a woman went on their dream vacations together, seemed to exclusively hang out with other confirmed couples, shared ownership of most of their belongings, chose to spend most of their waking moments together, and consistently valued each other over everyone else in the world for years and years and years, all of which dnp do (#confirmed), no one would have any doubts left. this is without even getting to a lot of the infamous tweets and dailybooths and formsprings and skype screenshots. for some reason, it seems like a lot of people think that accusing two MEN of being romantically involved, in a way that they would unflinchingly do to a man and a woman, is in some way rude or offensive or insulting–derogatory even. i think that a lot of people feel that it’s unfairly assuming too much, as if queer people don’t have to spend most of their life dealing with people assuming they are straight. it’s just… very hypocritical to me…. in the highly unlikely chance that dnp really are platonic het bros, i think they’ll be fine in the long run if a lot of people ~assume~ they’re together. and they don’t really do a lot to actively dissuade that assumption. if they’re non-het but not involved, i still think that they’ll be fine. my point, ultimately, is that the assumption of romantic feelings between dnp first of all isn’t even much of an assumption (it’s underlying literally every single thing they do and there’s a lot of evidence that, unless they’re literal psychopaths who took the time to fabricate a shit ton of stuff that implies they’re together, speaks for itself), but secondly isn’t an insulting assumption to make. 

-their own denials of their involvement. there have been a few times where they (mostly dan) have themselves denied their romantic involvement. dan has angrily posted to tumblr that the idea of dating phil is disgusting and laughable to anyone who knows them. he’s outright said things like, “those of you who only watch me because you like to fantasize about me being involved with my friend…” there was a time where they’d explicitly state they were single. but the issue for me with these denials, and using these denials as evidence of their relationship status, is that they’re being taken wildly out of context. most (if not all) of these assertions against the notion of phan being real were made in the aftermath of a huge privacy invasion that ushered in a fuck ton of scrutiny on dnp’s relationship status at the same time that their viewership was growing at unprecedented rates. they’d not been together very long at that point (only a couple of years), dan was going through a tumultuous period of dropping out of college and choosing to devote his life to this still fledgling career as an entertainer. neither of them were in any way sure of the longevity or potential success of those careers, and to actively choose in that moment of immense uncertainty to pin their professional viability on the durability of their romantic relationship would’ve been an insane risk to take. what if they only gained in viewership because of their relationship from that point forward?? what if their audience would only be invested in them as “entertainers” to see their relationship unfold? what if the relationship didn’t last or ended badly? they’d not only lose each other, but they’d also lose their jobs. that’s not to mention the obvious basic concerns of privacy, and keeping their personal lives for themselves to share and cherish. at the end of the day, dnp were and still are a closeted couple. they choose to be for many reasons. and in a moment where a huge piece of potential “evidence” of their relationship status was exposed to the world, they did all they had to do to stay closeted and to keep their relationship status private. unsurprisingly, this includes lying. 

idk, there’s a lot more that can be said about this topic and i don’t want to keep rambling on. definitely message me if you have more specific questions as i’m always down to elaborate on any of these points. i of course understand people who feel uncomfortable stating w certainty that dnp are together when they take such efforts to leave their status ambiguous even now. and obviously a confirmation of romantic involvement is not necessary to enjoy the chemistry and love and joy that they so obviously share with one another. ultimately their connection will always speak for itself and is at the heart of everything they make. all of the discourse around their own personal label for that connection is, in many ways, superfluous. 

Extraversion / Introversion Types

The extraverted thinking type lives strictly in accordance with society’s rules.
These people tend to repress feelings and emotions, to be objective in all aspects of life, and to be dogmatic in thoughts and opinions. They may be perceived as rigid and cold. They tend to make good scientists because their focus is on learning about the external world and using logical rules to describe and understand it.

The extraverted feeling type tends to repress the thinking mode and to be highly emotional. These people conform to the traditional values and moral codes they have been taught. They are unusually sensitive to the opinions and expectations of others. They are emotionally responsive and make friends easily, and they tend to be sociable and effervescent. Jung believed this type was found more often among women than men.

The extraverted sensing type focuses on pleasure and happiness and on seeking new experiences. These people are strongly oriented toward the real world and are adaptable to different kinds of people and changing situations. Not given to introspection, they tend to be outgoing, with a high capacity for enjoying life.

The extraverted intuiting type finds success in business and politics because of a keen ability to exploit opportunities. These people are attracted by new ideas and tend to be creative. They are able to inspire others to accomplish and achieve. They also tend to be changeable, moving from one idea or venture to another, and to make decisions based more on hunches than on reflection. Their decisions, however, are likely to be correct.

The introverted thinking type does not get along well with others and has difficulty communicating ideas. These people focus on thought rather than on feelings and have poor practical judgment. Intensely concerned with privacy, they prefer to deal with abstractions and theories, and they focus on understanding themselves rather than other people. Others see them as stubborn, aloof, arrogant, and inconsiderate.

The introverted feeling type represses rational thought. These people are capable of deep emotion but avoid any outward expression of it. They seem mysterious and inaccessible and tend to be quiet, modest, and childish. They have little consideration for others’ feelings and thoughts and appear withdrawn, cold, and self-assured.

The introverted sensing type appears passive, calm, and detached from the
everyday world. These people look on most human activities with benevolence and amusement. They are aesthetically sensitive, expressing themselves in art or music, and tend to repress their intuition.

The introverted intuiting type focuses so intently on intuition that they have
little contact with reality. These people are visionaries and daydreamers—aloof, unconcerned with practical matters, and poorly understood by others. Considered odd and eccentric, they have diffi culty coping with everyday life and planning for the future.

(source: Personality Theories, Schultz, D (2010))

PART TWO of Human!Obscurus!Reader x Credence as promised (probably not necessary to read part one to understand it, just know that the Obscurus became a person when Newt tried to separate it from Credence) (but if you want to read PART ONE here it is!!)

Warnings: Sexual themes

Word Count: 1,341

A/N: I am sleep-deprived, I hope this is okay.


This…had been a long time coming. Ever since your first kiss with Credence, an intense boiling had been simmering just under your skin and nearly erupted whenever he got close to you, and heaven forbid his arm brush yours or he held your hand. Suddenly, you were faced with new cravings for him, and you were just trying to learn how to cope with it all, which was really hard when you two never really had any privacy. You understood everyone’s concern—Credence was just learning how to live a life with friends and how to be independent and himself, and you…were an ex-obscurus and were still brimming with (weakened) dark magic. Really, you understood. But you really just wanted one night alone with Credence, just one, especially as time passed, leaving you and Credence to determine that what emotion existed between you was “romantic love.” It just left you (and Credence) feeling like you needed…more of each other. Which was hard to really get when people were constantly around you, and you two were reserved about sharing your feelings for each other with anyone but the other.

But the time eventually came when enough time had passed that everyone was comfortable leaving you alone and deciding to take the night off to go out, and…

You two were drawn to each other like magnets. As soon as it was just the two of you, you walked right over to him, sat down immediately next to him on the couch, and kissed him, a routine you two were quite familiar with and fell into any time you had a private moment. But this time, you both knew it would be more than a moment, so the ravenousness of the kiss was evident. Neither of you were practiced—Credence due to his prior life and you due to…well, being a part of Credence prior to this. So it was messy and your teeth clashed once or twice, but it was somehow the most perfect thing either of you had ever experienced. When he tentatively moved from your mouth to kiss down your neck in sloppy, wet trails, you couldn’t make yourself breathe, all of your breath instead getting caught in your throat. If Credence had had no experience with this kind of thing, you had negative experience—you didn’t even really know what it was like to touch another human being, even a brush of hands being foreign, and this was all…incredibly new and incredibly exhilarating. You were stuck on every one of his sighs and couldn’t help the buck of your hips at every soft moan that came from him.

All of this added up to help Credence feel much more comfortable—he felt less inept because every touch or kiss he gave you had you shuddering and clutching fiercely at his shirt and pressing yourself even harder against him. But as you were desperately pushing his pants down and flinging your clothes across the room in a flurry of over-excited movement, he couldn’t help the way his nerves seized him. He pulled back suddenly, cheeks flushed and breath coming in pants as he looked to you nervously. “Y/N… I…don’t know that I’m ready…to…you know…” His voice was failing him and coming out kind of ragged, but you understood—your eyes were shining with it.

“Okay, Credence, I only want to do what you want to do.” And you meant it. Honestly, you could hardly feel your own body—you felt much like you had when you exploded from Credence and into being for those moments as a smoke cloud. You weren’t numb, necessarily, but everything you were was buzzing around Credence Credence Credence. Nothing else seemed to matter except Credence. “Will you tell me what’s okay, Credence? And what you want me to do?” Everything inside you was hyper-focused on the raven-haired boy blushing in front of you, and the affection in his face would always be more than enough for you.

Credence felt himself nod slowly, tilting his face toward yours again, drifting toward you breathlessly—all he knew was that he wanted to be close to you. So he just kissed you, slower this time, more exploratory. He shuddered and moaned at the first touching of your tongues, and at that you squeezed closer to him, pressing fully against his body, wearing nothing but your underwear, pants and shirt discarded in the frenzy of your previous passion. Credence would have been embarrassed as he felt his own shirt slide slowly up and his pants fall slightly down with his movements, since the fly had been undone, but… The way you had brushed against his hips had caused him to curl into you, panting heavily and fighting the urge to buck his hips against you again. You pulled away, breathing just as heavily at the sight of Credence so pleasure-stricken in front of you. You trailed a hand that had been in his hair down his chest. “Where do you need me, Credence?” It felt like the most natural thing to ask.

His face turned absolutely scarlet, but you felt him just press his hips against you and immediately understood, trailing your hand softly down and curling your fingers just under the elastic of his underwear. “There.” He sounded absolutely wrecked but so much so that he wasn’t embarrassed—nor should he have been. You had been living inside of him for years and knew his body intimately because it had been your home for so long. You knew him, and you knew how beautiful he was. And now you got to touch him. So you did.

You curled your hand around him and swallowed his pleasured gasp happily, slotting your mouth against his as you began to stroke him. It didn’t take much honestly, just a few leisurely strokes and the feeling of your skin pressed against him and the taste of your mouth and he was cumming—shuddering, gasping against you, overcome with it so suddenly he would have been embarrassed if you hadn’t also cum at just the sight of him. Honestly, you were embarrassed—you had no idea why—but he hadn’t even had to touch you; the sensation of his own pleasure and knowing you had caused it had been enough, sending you into a twitchy haze that had you moaning his name and arching into him.  You figured it was because literally everything about this world was new to you, including these feelings, but—mostly you figured it was Credence.

“S-Sorry,” you breathed against him after a few moments, tilting your face toward him so you could look directly into his eyes.

All Credence could manage was a shy smile before panting out, “That…was amazing.” You grinned back at him, realizing you had no reason to be embarrassed—Credence was the only one who had immediately accepted and understood you from the moment you had been forced into being. You pressed your nose gently into his neck, reveling in this new interaction and what it meant for the both of you. You felt his arms tentatively wrap around you before speaking. “I’m…sorry, that I couldn’t…you know.”

You pulled back slightly to look at him incredulously. “There’s nothing to be sorry for, Credence. I’m only comfortable doing what you’re comfortable with anyway.” Credence flushed at the blunt honesty of your words, but he also knew he should have realized that sooner—you knew him better than anyone, knew how he thought and how he understood things. Of course you wouldn’t be bothered by this—you accepted him unconditionally. As he curled his body more tightly around you, he felt really proud that he had been able to freely convey his wants and be heard for it. Credence also thought, as he drifted off into sleep at the sound of your even breaths, that you were the best thing to have come from his whole situation. He felt content in that moment, and like he could really to be whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted.


Tags~

@aya-fay @dontbeamenacetotheforce @randomrainbownobodyuniverse @hestia-sama@gothamsblackqueen@argentinemango @lenodina @crowleys-poppet-queen-of-asgard @imfuckin-gcrazy @tony-the-alien @wannabe-hipsterrr @newt-scamandr @vindi-x @sarcasm-olala@rosiebeck@mcinstry1@fandomscenarios@kylieisnotnormal @wrongcrystal @this-is-a-unique-username@doublemichael @frostyiceberg @catch-a-star-wish-from-afar @prime-minister-of-hell @leauvel@apegirl@credencesmut @draco-malfoy-s @anonomouseyyyyy @bitchasaurus

Message or comment if you’d like to be added to the tag list!!

No Shame || Matty Healy Oneshot

Word Count: 2,179
Summary: You start the boy’s tour off not feeling well thanks to Mother Nature. With your relationship being so new, you are embarrassed and nervous as to how Matty will react when you need his help. 
Author’s Note: Wrote this fluffy little thing today. Be sure to throw in a like or comment if you liked it! I love seeing feedback from you all. Please feel free to read my other work here! Enjoy!

It was your first time touring with the boys.

Keep reading

The Stalker - Reader Insert (Oswald x Reader x Edward /Oz’s POV) you’re getting punished PART 02

Originally posted by thequeenofgothamxo

Ok, this is probably the silliest and smuttiest story I’ve ever written!!! 

(And I apologize for that XD to basically everyone.)

thank you @gotham-city-tales​ and @callendra <3

here’s part 01 I advise to read it beforehand

Synopsis: You hacked Oswald, he finds out and is not amused, Edward tries to pour oil on troubled waters, things escalate quickly.

Warnings/TWs: (there’s a lot >.<) sexual content, oral sex, rough sex, voyeurism, three-way, filming, jerking off, spanking, rope, paddle, blindfold, blood, knife and a paranoid!Oswald /Sasswald

Tagging: @jokesterwrites​, @queencobblefreezestuff​, @thequeenofgothamxo​, @mistressofcobblepot​, @aya-fay​, @penguinsweetest​, @minpov@amandajuly81​, @under-oswalds-umbrella​, @cos7ma​, @oswald-cobblepot

Keep reading