should this be tagged with anything else

You know what else I don’t get about ADHD? We have to go through hell and back and bounce between doctors and psychologists for months to get diagnosed but once you do your doctor just writes you a prescription without any advice and without bothering to tell you that

  • you’re not supposed to eat grapefruit when taking ADHD medication
  •  you can’t eat or drink citrus fruit, soda, Gatorade, and anything carbonated an hour before and after taking your medication 
  • you should monitor your heart rate if you take the decongestant psuedophedrine when you have adderall in your system because it also has the side effect of increased heart rate 
  • you should really avoid caffeine when on adderall (haha I know we’re all hooked on caffeine) but lots of people with add feel like they need to be drinking a “study beverage” like coffee/energy drinks constantly while working. Give your adderall the 1-3 hours it needs to kick in before you do this, drink a placebo beverage like decaf tea instead

I’m not a pharmacist, none of this is medical advice, but as the girl who used to start her day with a whole grapefruit and glass of orange juice… I wish I’d known this. I got more instructions for my strep throat medication then I ever got for adderall.

4

In which Kate is literally us, and Emily actually resorts to the “hey, what’s that over there?” diversion tactic [and I’m cackling in the distance]

Woke up to something really nice yesterday. I now owe my hypothetical firstborn to a certain mutual

Reyes didn’t plan the pregnancy. Fuck, fatherhood was the furthest thing from his mind. He had a career ahead of him and a million people to prove wrong. He didn’t have time for a kid, even if he’d thought he could be a good dad.
He put the baby up for adoption. The tyke wasn’t even named yet. Better to avoid the pain of attachment. Part of Reyes longed to hold his baby close and never let go. A larger part of him knew he wasn’t built for nurturing.
Seventeen years passed and the child rarely crossed his mind anymore. Reyes was ice and Morrison was fire. Together they razed the earth and raised it anew. They didn’t speak about the times over the years that they’d steal into each other’s bed late at night and only part when dawn licked at the horizon once more. Gabriel wondered sometimes if Jack even knew about the baby. Jack wondered if Gabriel knew that he knew. That was another thing they didn’t speak about.
Reyes found McCree in a shithole patch of desert in New Mexico. The kid had been with Deadlock since he was thirteen. Before then he bounced around the western states in the foster system. He was seventeen and had a mouth on him that’d usually give Reyes an aneurism, except… the kid had Jack’s smile.
So Reyes took him in. He taught the kid to shoot like a soldier and act like a man. Morrison kept his mouth shut but watched closely. He noticed that McCree held himself taller now. The kid looked so much like Gabriel when he laughed.
Reyes dug. He called in favors, filed paperwork, sent messages to people he’d never thought he’d need to speak to. He had to know. There was a burning inside him now. It’s been only a year, and yet the kid had grown so much. Jesse came of age as an agent of Overwatch. The pride that threatened to burst from Reyes’s mouth and chest and eyes sent him searching for the truth.
He found it.
Jesse McCree. Surname taken from his first foster family. Disappeared from the system at twelve. Born in LA at a hospital Reyes knew too well.
The revelation changed nothing. McCree remained oblivious, but radiated happiness at any expression of pride. Jack probably knew. He spent most nights with Gabriel these days. He had to have seen the papers scattered on his desk. Still, he said nothing. Gabriel was grateful.
Would the kid hate him for what he’d put him through? Would he lose the respect (love, really) that he’d worked so hard to build? Should he tell him at all?
Chance chose for him. Ziegler’s examinations found strange results. The DNA of three particular agents bore remarkable similarities. She spoke to Jesse first. Before she could inquire whether he thought it a case of contaminated samples or something more significant, he was gone.
Reyes shouldn’t have been worried about rejection.
He should have been worried about getting snot on his shirt from the kid’s happy bawling.
Jack watched with a smile for a few minutes, then went to save Gabriel from their son’s bear hug.

“Do you remember, Aoba-san?”

so this is basically how I imagine ViTri “wiped out” Aoba’s memories and here’s an explanation:

When you’re recalling a memory it’s pulled from your long-term memory into your working (short-term) memory, which basically means that the same parts of your brain are active as if you were experiencing it again right in that moment. After that it’s stored back in the long-term memory the same way a new memory would be.

However, you can disrupt this process. If you pull out a memory from long-term into short-term memory and interrupt the re-storing the memory weakens. This can be done by drugs or electric shocks.

It is not a way how to delete memories completely, though. Only to weaken them to a certain degree, so for a such large-scale effect you’d definitely have to do it repeatedly. 

So, basically, my headcanon is that after ViTri decided it’d be best for “Sly Blue” to disappear, they called Aoba to go with them somewhere, sat him down and made him remember everything he could from his wild days while keeping him constantly drugged for a few days.

(plus Aoba retrieved his memories back in True Route and ViTri’s BE, which means they weren’t gone completely and which is another reason why I think this is plausible)

12 Days of Shipmas

A twelve day shipping challenge for the casual or not-so-casual fan. Can be multiple or even all of the same ship. There are no rules in this challenge except to have fun. Each day can consist of gifs, fan art, fics, or anything else you can think of. Remember to tag any NSFW content! 

Day 1: One Moment

↪ Your favorite moment of them. 

Day 2: Two Moods

↪ Either two times depicting them with different moods, or one being in a different mood than the other.

Day 3: Three Quotes

↪ Three quotes or lyrics that describe them.

Day 4: Four Gestures

↪ Four moments involving cute or meaningful actions toward each other.

Day 5: Five Golden Rings

↪ Five scenes depicting a married (either present or future) couple or five reasons why the pair should get married someday.

Day 6: Six Songs

↪ Six songs that remind you of them

                                                     - Part 2 -

Day 7: Snow

↪ Artwork, fics, gifs, etc. of them being out in or watching the snow.

Day 8: Gifts

↪ A gift given to one half of your ship by the other.

Day 9: Nostalgia

↪ A moment from their past that they both remember fondly.

Day 10: Laughs

↪ A funny moment involving them

Day 11: Traditions

↪ Their holiday traditions or traditions you can see them creating.

Day 12: Mistletoe

↪ A kiss

Tagged by @joker-ace! I’m glad I did this because I’d forgotten that I owned pink pants and I’m thrilled to have found ‘em. 

I tag @berylallee, @iceteen, @gilmotoongee, @seamarieart, @spacevegetables, @claradudleyillustration, and every PNCA classmate who sees this. (It’s 4am and I can’t remember everyone’s blog names but you’re all pure and wonderful and should draw ya damn self)