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I WANNA LEARN JAPPNEESE SO BAD BC I WANNA VISIT JAPAN!!
do it then
#┊✩彡 divine correspondence ♡#┊✩彡 unsigned letter ♡#no seriously#do it#but i also visited korea with very basic korean and i was fine#even held some conversations here and there#humans tend to find a way around language barriers if they want to#i’d just make sure to inform myself well about the culture#especially if you’re a woman travelling anywhere tbh#but i’ve heard some things on japanese culture you should know about/ be aware of#can’t confirm them myself though#also make sure to talk to your doc beforehand if you’re missing any vaccinations that might be handy#sorry i’m turning into a travel guide
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🙃🙃🙃 please do not ask your local vet for ivermectin to treat Covid in humans k thanks
#and please don’t say you’re gonna vaccinate your pets from a feed store instead of going to a vet for vaccines#gonna just let the ground eat me now#literally cannot understand why these are even questions to ask a vet#please please please do not do this
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every day i defend horse girls (working class) to the urban masses and every day i experience overt classism from horse girls (💸💵💰) and the cycle continues
#dl#they literally won’t even look at me. the vet is late to an appointment *i* booked but they’ve all decided i get to go last without so much#as asking. lol. you’re all unemployed i HAVE THINGS TO DO. ALL MY HORSE NEEDS ARE HER VACCINES.#leaning on my little rat creature for warmth and sending emails. since your days are SOOOOOOOO busy and important.
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#personal#don’t reblob#sorry if yallre just enjoying a nice scroll in the early evening and you get hit with one of my 2-am-type vent posts#my sincerest apologies#anyway I’m really tired of not feeling good#it’s been literally a month bc fuck#I’m still anxious#I’m still exhausted but not sleeping#and now today!!!!!!!#my chest started to hurt some in my heart region#and I can’t talk to my parents abt it bc they’re just gonna say#oh you got vaccinated you’re gonna have a heart attack#which I don’t need to hear and is not helpful#ughhhhh i would basically at this point?? kill a man to feel normal again#at least my blood sugars have been good#science can’t explain that one homeboys#anyway thanks for coming to my Ted talk#drink water#xoxo
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#you ever like see people say shit and you’re just like… I really can’t believe people like this exist?#I just had to get off twitter bc I saw people trying to say HIV isn’t real/a scam/overdramatize and that they put HIV in the covid vaccines#is a scam/is overdramatized *#like what are are you fucking saying? oh my fucking god like#it’s like oh right people literally have rotted brains leaking out of their ears right right okay….#like I know people believe stupid conspiracy theories but Christ this is just… I don’t even know#I dont even have words for it
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Possibly the weirdest way this could have been phrased.
[ID: Text reading “Warning: recommended for children over 7 years of age”. /End ID]
#It’s written like the way vaccinations are recommended only above a certain age but even weirder#like this is not an important product. It is not essential to live (unless you’re me /j)#surely you’d write it as “Warning: NOT recommended for children UNDER 7 years of age”.#anyway if you’re wondering what it is. It’s the back of a box of fake blood that I bought for my halloween costume.#id#id in alt text
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That fucking ambulance ride from last week cost me over a $K bruh fuck US healthcare lmao
#I woke up choking#and couldn’t wait for the clinic to open cus ya know can’t breathe#Covid will fuck u up even if you’re vaccinated lol#I can pay it I’m just frustrated#so they prescribed me these pills right#if I forget to take my pills my lungs fill up like little water balloons rawr X3#delete later
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HEART SHAKER
PAIRING: gojo satoru x reader
WC: ~1k
WARNINGS: established relationship, suggestive language, flirting, attempts at humor. fluff, somehow.
A/N: super freaking unedited i just had to get this out bc i can’t believe it’s not smut LOL
“god, you’re squeezing me so hard, sweetheart.”
you look up through your eyelashes at your boyfriend, brows set low in a warning. he only smirks.
you pump harder.
“oh fuck, it’s so tight right now.”
you huff in annoyance, slapping both hands down on your legs.
“can you stop? i lost count!”
satoru laughs at you, throwing his head back.
you cringe at how loud his movements sound in your ears, the stethoscope you were using still pressed to his skin.
you release the pressure on the cuff around his arm, sighing deeply.
“once again, i’m going to ask you,” you enunciate the words slowly, your eyes aiming at his, right behind that blindfold. “why don’t you have shoko do this?”
you’re sure if it were her measuring his blood pressure she could get actual accurate results.
satoru tilts his head, smiling sweetly.
“and why would i do that?” he singsongs. “you’re the prettiest little doctor around.”
“resident,” you correct him.
you wish so badly that he was due for a vaccine or something, just so you would have an excuse to stab him.
of course, you weren't complaining. you’re incredibly lucky that shoko took you under her wing once you got a job at the school. you weren’t able to master reverse cursed technique at her level quite yet, but you were just as good of a regular doctor as she was.
it didn’t matter how good you were though, because you weren’t a pediatrician or a saint, and it takes one of either to deal with gojo satoru as a patient.
“why do we even bother with check ups?” he asks, leaning back on the exam table. “i am literally healing my body twenty-four-seven.”
you roll your eyes, grabbing the light test hammer.
“what kind of question is that? sit up straight,” you shuffle on your chair, getting in between his too-spread legs. whore.
satoru shrugs, kicking his dangling feet. “a valid one.”
you bring the hammer down hard on his knee to check his reflexes. naturally, it stops just shy of his leg.
you don’t even have to look. you know he’s smirking again.
“turn infinity off.”
“‘turn infinity off’? you’re so cute,” he replies. you try to hit him with the hammer again to no avail. “i need to teach you some combat skills, girl.”
“and i need to examine you,” you get up off your seat, facing him. satoru leans in with a grin. “behave.”
he won’t.
“wanna play doctor?”
you ignore his voice and the obvious glee in it, a retort dying on your tongue because you do actually have to carry out a check up, to the best of your abilities.
grabbing your clipboard, you skim through his most recent health assessment records.
he complained about a migraine to shoko.
it makes your heart seize for just a moment, to think of all the stress satoru puts himself through to have his technique active at all times.
“how’s your head?” you ask him.
“you tell me,” his foot grazes the back of your knee, coaxing you closer. “any complaints?”
a dissatisfied sound comes out of your mouth as you press your hands to his chest instinctively, forcing distance between you two.
“satoru, please.”
“do you worry, baby?” he reaches out to tentatively hold the side of your face. “don’t worry about me.”
“it’s literally my job,” you trail off, head dropping.
satoru lifts your chin up and presses his lips to yours for a second or two.
“sorry, sorry,” he says before you can chastise him. “couldn’t help it. you look so cute all worked up.”
at this point you just twist your lips disapprovingly, putting the stethoscope earpieces back on.
you press it to his chest and listen as he breathes in and out.
“satoru,” you frown. “are you okay?”
“hmm?”
you look at him knowingly, a smirk of your own blooming on your face.
“why is your heart beating so fast?”
at that, your awful, awful boyfriend finally has the decency to blush.
“and you’re breathing so hard, too—“
“it’s hard, alright—“
“—we might have to schedule some follow up exams,” you click your pen to fill out the form, neglecting the way he leans into you.
“anytime,” he huffs out, breath skirting on your face where you stand between his knees. “do i get a lollipop for being such a good boy?”
“no,” you reply, taking a step forward. “but you can have this.”
you plant a kiss on his lips, letting it linger for longer than it should as he holds your hips tightly.
he hums contentedly when you pull away.
“mm, smart and generous,” satoru noses your jawline. “how did i get so lucky?”
you fight the sudden shyness rising up at his words.
“the same way i got so unlucky,” you smile at his pout. “life’s just not fair.”
he coos.
“you sweettalk all your patients or am i special?”
despite your best efforts not to, you grin at that.
“the most special,” you say, interlocking your fingers. “now get back to work.”
satoru grumbles a complaint but hops off the table nonetheless.
“thanks a bunch for seeing me, doc,” he leans down to hover his face right above yours. you push him away with a fingertip to his forehead.
“no problem. now shoo.”
you walk up to your desk to hopefully do some actual work now that your most special patient is leaving.
“ah, but i was wondering��“
“yes?” you don’t bother looking up from your paperwork.
“if you could give me some anatomy lessons sometime—“
“out!”
he slips out the door before you can turn around to see it.
you take a deep breath.
you love satoru to death, but you’re beginning to understand why shoko picked up smoking as a stress reliever.
#✩.petra.doc#✩.gojo#gojo satoru hcs#gojo satoru x you#gojo satoru x reader#gojo x you#gojo x reader#gojo x y/n#gojo satoru fic#gojo satoru au#why is tagging so embarrassing like bye#gojo fluff#gojo satoru x female reader#gojo satoru x gender neutral reader
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there’s a thing I think about sometimes when I’m writing that I call ‘the rabies condition’
by which I mean: there are no contraindications to getting the rabies vaccine for post-exposure prophylaxis.
every other vaccine usually has a few contraindications like ‘don’t take this if you’re allergic to it’ or ‘if you’re pregnant discuss the risks and benefits with your doctor’ or ‘don’t give to children below age 6′ or something, but not the rabies vaccine. if you’ve been exposed to rabies, there is literally no medical reason that can justify not getting the rabies vaccine--you can be deadly allergic to literally every single ingredient and the correct decision is still to administer the vaccine, because if you don’t, you’re 100% guaranteed to die of rabies. even the life-threatening allergies are a step up in survival rate (especially since anaphylaxis is something that can be managed, even if there are risks associated with it)
which is to say, the rabies condition: if a character has been ‘exposed to rabies’, aka, in some impending absolute worst-case scenario, like the apocalypse or some death curse or the destruction of their entire city via demons or whatever, then that character has to take action and the consequences and risks no longer matter, because literally any other outcome would be better, and 1% chance of survival is still better than 0%. that doesn’t make those actions necessarily good, the same way that injecting yourself with something you know you’re deadly allergic not a good thing to do, but it’s still better than dying horrifically of rabies. desperate times and desperate measures etc
and then, after your character’s prevented some horrible thing by doing some almost equally bad thing, they should absolutely experience the consequences of those choices.
#I thought about this a lot when I was writing dielectric#runner too come to think of it#I write about this kind of thing a lot#because it's about being pushed to the absolute limits#to the point where you can't even ask what you're willing to do#you don't have a choice in the matter you just have to live with it#when you have exactly one goal#you can basically do anything#so long as you don't care about what happens afterwards#or what the price might be#it's a scary thing to think about
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Anti-ism is psuedoscience and a moral panic rolled into one
One of the most dangerous things about therapyspeak leaving the intended audience is that now antis feel fully qualified to tell survivors how they should and should not be coping, even to the point of attempting to override/contradict the advice of certified therapists.
I've had antis tell me the fiction I enjoy writing is retraumatizing myself, that I am doing harm by writing it; when I responded that actually, my therapist signed off on the stories I wrote (even when I mentioned the specific phrase "consensual nonconsent"), they said that my therapist doesn't know what she's talking about since she sanctioned my coping mechanism and explicitly labels her practice as kink-positive. Antis are attempting to make me, a survivor with mental illness that could ultimately be fatal if I leave a psychologist's care, disregard the advice of the medical professional supervising me when they have no certification at all. This could, if I were a more vulnerable person, be dangerous for not only my trust in my therapist, but it could sabotage my treatment as well.
They are using what amounts to little more than memes, based on misinformation, that use a few intelligent-sounding phrases that very rarely apply the way they think they do, as a wedge to attempt to assert themselves as authorities who can, with certainty, dictate the appropriate course of treatment for a total stranger, including telling them to disregard the therapies administered by a trained professional.
In other words? Antis are frighteningly similar to anti-vaxxers, who took medical terminology they didn't understand, applied it to shaky cause-effect logic models, started a moral panic, used statements generated by that moral panic as a citogenesis-fueled proof their initial starting of the moral panic was justified, damaged the doctor-patient relationship of millions of total strangers, jeopardized the healthcare of those strangers who now believed their doctor to be incompetent for following accepted medical best practice, and fomented dangerous fringe political ideologies that coupled themselves to other conspiracies based on rejecting commonly-acknowledged practices.
"Vaccines cause autism! Narrative therapy that implements any form of controversial kink causes retraumatization of the writer, reader, or both, and starts the writer on an inescapable slippery slope to becoming an abuser themself! It's better to be dead than autistic! It's better to suffer feelings of shame and/or isolation in silence than it is to use fiction to put a voice to your feelings! Your child is vaccine-damaged from thimerosal and is getting sick from virus-shedding! Your fiction caused me to groom myself and you're a porn-addicted monster for not facing your trauma the proper way! Your doctor doesn't know what's good for you, I do! Only I understand how your body/mind work and what treatment is appropriate for you! Your doctor has been manipulated by Big Pharma/kink supporters! The empirical-study-informed best practices for pediatrics/psychology are what's wrong, not me, whose research is carefully informed by TikTok videos and Twitter posts carefully formulated to cause amygdalar growth to keep me afraid so I will continue to engage with fear-mongering content that causes my politics to shift towards the alt-right, who coincidentally also push narratives based in fear, not in medicine! I am being perfectly logical here!"
Antis fundamentally reject empirical medicine just the way anti-vaxxers do. They just seem to get a free pass on it since it's "only" mental healthcare they are sabotaging, and few people acknowledge it as something as legitimate and lifesaving as other medical care.
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i’m back on my being fucking infuriated about anti maskers bullshit
#i don’t understand how we as humanity can come SO FAR in scientific advancements. just for people to be STUPIDER THAN THEY WERE 300 YRS AGO#why do people think the earth is flat!!!! we have LONG SINCE PROVED THE EARTH IS NOT FLAT#we have very advanced medicine compared to even 20 yrs ago!!!!!!!!!#on the one hand yes science is hard!!! i wouldn’t understand it if you gave it to me in prof scientific jargon#but broken down into smaller terms yea i do fully understand how the vaccine works!!!!#i would understand not being able to grasp certain complex ideas if you’re like. i don’t know FIVE years old#but if you are older than say middle school you are smart enough to understand that masks DO WORK#proper masks that is. like yea if you wear a mask on your fucking chin it’s not gonna work shit for brains#like. did we as humans evolve out of properly functioning brains#i wish i could stick a drill in their head and smoothie their brains they aren’t using them#like if u are going to be ableist and infect ppl during a pandemic? kys literally kys please
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hypocritical ppl that didn’t FUCKING listen to how contagious COVID is and how long for until I have it and am sitting across from them. sick of this shit
#love living at home. sarcasm#you are contagious either side of a RAT#really you’re contagious either side of a PCR#you are most contagious when positive on a RAT due to ur viral levels#but you do not stop being contagious until your viral levels are 0#even if you are not symptomatic#vaccines catching it immunity etc#does not guarantee 100% you will not catch covid#you can catch it if ur vaccinated#u can catch it if you’ve had it already#sick of society
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PAUSE! OH MY GOD. writing a soap smut got me thinking.
As a medic in base, you see the 141 guys all the time. Whether in passing or because they get injured, you’re always interacting with them. Your particular lack of response at Ghost’s irritated glare after reprimanding him for being unable to keep his stitches intact during training is what solidified your friendship with Johnny— what Soap tells you to call him.
Every time Johnny goes out, he likes to drag you along and this is where you notice peculiar interactions between him and Ghost.
The way Ghost gives Soap Johnny his full attention when he’s speaking, turning his entire body to face him, even if it’s something completely trivial. Or how Johnny stresses over Ghost who’s injured on your med table and Ghost will comfort him. When going on a mission, if one goes, so does the other.
You wonder if there's something else going on.
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You get your answer.
One day you’re knocking on Johnny’s door because it wouldn’t be the first time he’s tried to weasel out of a physical. You’d think getting shot would hurt more than a vaccine but here you are— about to twist his scottish ear off. The door finally opens, and you barge in because you aren’t about to cause a scene in the middle of the hallway when you freeze.
Ghost is in Johnny's room, lying on the bed. If looks could kill, Ghost’s would’ve leveled the base. And he’s naked under the sheets— if that tree trunk-sized bulge is what you think it is. It doesn't even look hard. Bloody hell.
You shift your gaze towards Soap, and your eyes drop— he's clad in nothing but a towel that hangs dangerously low on his hips.
Massive. These men just walkin’ round with weapons in their pants.
Shaking off those thoughts, you shift your attention to his face.
“Meet me at the clinic in 10 or so help me god, Johnny.” and walk out the door.
You hear a muffled "Yes ma'am" , and a hiss escapes your lips.
That cocky smile Johnny had means he definitely saw you ogling them.
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A week passes and it’s a friday. You can’t wait to lock yourself in your barracks room and watch movies the entire weekend— you plan to start as soon as you're off the clock.
And then other medics twist your arm into going out for drinks.
Now you find yourself seated at a table in a lively bar, indulging in shots of tequila. As you glance around, your eyes catch sight of Soap and Ghost standing near the bartender. It appeared that some woman is talking to Johnny and he has a polite, detached smile on his face. Always too kind to strangers.
Then she starts caressing his thigh.
Your eyebrows shoot up to your hairline. Right in front of Ghost’s salad? You lock eyes with Ghost and he looks murderous. Jesus.
You usually don't stick your nose in others' business, but if you don’t intervene, Ghost might actually kill her in her sleep. Besides, tequila has always made you bold.
With a confident stride, you make your way towards Johnny and remove that woman’s hand before settling yourself snugly on his lap— and you wrap his arms around your waist.
“And who is this?” you ask Soap, but the girl questions back.
“No. Who are you?”
Bitch.
Curling your upper lip, you answer, “I’m the one he comes in every night hoping it takes. Now leave before I make you,” completely ignoring the massive bulge pressing up into your arse.
She looks at you with a bewildered expression, but doesn't move so you finish off with, "Try it. Just a warning though, it'll be hard to fight when the fight ain't fair."
You cock your head to the side with a taunting expression and the woman scoffs before walking away. Noticing she left her almost full drink behind, you give it to the bartender to toss in the trash. She's just gonna have to get another one.
Your act comes to an end, so you shift to stand up— and realize that the arms encircling your waist tighten, keeping you on his lap. His clothed cock.
“Ye didnae think we’d let ye go after yer little show, did ye?”
Unless Johnny’s speaking french, he just said we. You'd be nervous but you aren't about to decline what could be the best sex of your life. The want you feel in Soap's pants has you riding a certain high— it makes you feel confident.
Grabbing onto the edge of the bartop, you swivel the stool you're on to face Ghost.
“And this okay with you? I wouldn’t be stepping on any toes, or nothin’?”
Ghost swiftly lifts you from Johnny's lap and places you onto his own.
“Does this answer your question?” and draws you closer before grinding his erection against you.
And it sure as hell does. Slapping the counter, you ask for some water. If this night is going to end with you sandwiched between these two, you want to remember all of it.
reader's a boss ass bitch. GET IT CHILE.
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Hii i recently discovered your account and i am devouring all your marauder works! They bring me so much comfort and just ahh i love the way you write! I really like emt!marauders and i was wondering if you maybe wanted to do a fic with them and a reader who has health anxiety?? And maybe she gets sick or something and they help her calm her thoughts and fears and just take care of her?? Only if this is something you would want to write ofc :) have a lovely day!! 💗
Thank you lovely <3
cw: health anxiety
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“Here you go, m’love.” James sits between you and Remus, holding your tea towards you with the handle out. “Careful, it’s hot.”
You grab it quickly. “Jamie!” You suck in a thoughtless breath, setting off your cough. “Don’t—don’t burn yourself!”
You set the tea down before you spill it, James patting between your shoulder blades while you cover your mouth with a tissue.
“Easy,” he says. “I wasn’t holding it for long, don’t hack up a lung on my account.”
Remus doesn’t disagree, but he takes the offending hand and kisses James’ fingertips lightly.
You take a breath as the fit settles, picking up your tea with a quiet thanks and continuing to read on your phone.
“What’re you looking at so frownily?” Sirius asks, tilting his head where he’s sprawled out on the armchair.
“Just reading,” you murmur, but he casts a suspicious look to the other two on the couch. James leans over, peering at your screen.
He laughs. “Sweetheart, you know this stuff will only stress you out,” he says, leaning his shoulder into yours amicably. “You’ve gotta trust us, we’d be able to tell if it was anything serious.”
“WebMD?” Sirius asks.
“Healthline,” Remus replies, craning his neck to see behind James.
“I know,” you ignore the other two, replying to James, “but I was talking to my grandma today and she—” Sirius groans, letting his head loll back against the cushion. “—she said this is exactly what it was like when she had pneumonia.”
Remus looks at you evenly. “How old is your grandmother?”
You take a sip of tea, hiding behind the rim of your mug. “Eighty-six.”
He gives you a weary half-smile. “Pneumonia is a lot more common in older adults, dove. And your cough doesn’t sound like pneumonia anyway.”
“But how do you know?” you ask anxiously. Remus’ features tighten a bit in sympathy. “I just don’t want to have it and have no idea, and then it gets worse and worse and worse.”
James takes your hand in his. “That makes sense, angel, but—”
“And then while I was looking, stuff was also coming up for whooping cough, which sounds horrific—”
“You don’t have whooping cough,” Remus says.
“But what if I do?” Your voice scratches a bit, and you try to breathe more shallowly to avoid a fit. “Because if that’s what it is, then it’s super contagious and you guys shouldn’t even be around me. And you can start throwing up and—” Your cough catches up with you, and you cover your mouth, eyes watering. Remus and Sirius both wince, James’ hand finding your back again. It’s nice, when you’re sick and miserable like this, to be around people who are so accustomed to it. Who will reach for you instead of cringing away.
“It’s okay,” James murmurs, palm big and heavy between your shoulder blades. “You’re fine, sweetheart, just take a minute.”
When it ebbs, he passes you your tea silently. The honey in it coats your throat, the warmth soothing the ache in your chest.
“I just don’t want it to be more serious than we think,” you say weakly. “There’s a lot of things it could be that are worse than just a cold.”
“Baby,” Sirius says firmly. “Look at me.”
You lower your mug, finding your scariest boyfriend considering you with his usual intensity. He tilts his head to the side, brushing a piece of dark hair behind his ear.
“Did you have your jabs when you were little?”
You feel your brow pucker worriedly. “I think so.”
His tone gentles a bit. “Then you can’t have whooping cough, darling. We all get vaccinated for it when we’re small.”
You don’t want to argue with him, but your eyes flit back to your phone. “Actually, it says we can still get it even if we’ve been vaccinated.”
“But not nearly as bad,” James says, squeezing your shoulder lightly. “You’re right, it could seem like a regular cold in that case, but it really wouldn’t turn into anything worse than that. None of the vomiting or anything like that.”
You swallow, nodding. “Okay. Okay, that makes sense.”
“We know there’s a lot of things a cold could turn into,” Remus says. “Trust me, dove, we know. The reason we’re not worried is because we also know exactly what those would look like if they did turn up, and we could get you to the hospital at the first sign of something serious. Also, the serious things are less common than you might think.”
“Yeah, there’s a reason it’s called the common cold,” Sirius jokes, shooting you a wink.
You smile back, partly for his sake and partly for yours. Remus fixes you with a soft, open look.
“I promise to tell you if we notice anything,” he says, slowly, making sure you hear the weight of every word. “Do you want to talk about pneumonia?”
You nibble your lip, unsure.
“If you’re still worried about it, we should talk about it,” James says. “We don’t want you to just be stressed out and silent, angel.”
You blow out a careful breath. “Okay. I’m coughing up dark mucus and have a fever, which seems like pneumonia. How do we know it’s not?”
“Pneumonia could have mucus or no mucus,” James tells you, as though reciting from a textbook. “And as for your fever…” He takes your face between his hands, pressing his lips firmly to your forehead. “My gauge tells me it’s still not that severe.”
You grin at his antics, ducking your head when he goes for more so that he’s forced to confine his affections to your hair. He makes a gleeful sound of protest, grabbing you around the middle to get you closer.
“Don’t knock her tea,” Remus warns.
“I can run you through the checklist we sometimes use before testing for pneumonia,” Sirius offers. You nod, and he launches in. “Do you have shortness of breath?” You think, then shake your head. “Chest pain? Sweating or shaking? Fatigue—well, fatigue is a yes, right? Don’t worry, doll, that’s a symptom of everything—Chills? Nausea, vomiting, or diarrhea?”
Your mouth puckers in distaste at the last few, but you shake your head to all of them and Sirius spreads his hands magnanimously. “There we go,” he says. “If you were in an ambulance right now, we’d be telling you not to waste time on getting pneumonia tests done.”
“Plus, your cough doesn’t sound like it,” Remus adds, somewhat smugly.
“Okay,” you relent. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry.” James sweeps a thumb over your ribs, stamping a kiss on your temple. “You can’t help worrying about these things. We just wish the internet didn’t give you so much material, you know?” His eyebrows go up a bit in the middle and he strokes your side again, more gently this time. “You should be allowed to focus on getting better, sweetheart. All this anxiety doesn’t make for great rest.”
You let yourself sink into his side, cradling your mug in your hands. “I just don’t want to badger you guys with questions all day.”
“We don’t mind,” Remus promises you.
“And I’d like to think we have a bit more experience under our belts than healthline,” Sirius scoffs. The teasing look he sends you lets you know his derision isn’t for you. “Anyway, what does healthline say you’re supposed to do if you have pneumonia?”
You scroll down a bit. “See a medical professional.”
“Well, lucky you.”
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For Disability PRIDE Month - It’s EXTREMELY important to remember that COVID still exists.
It never went away, and it’s as dangerous as ever.
Here are some facts everyone should be aware of:
1) COVID has killed millions around the world (directly and indirectly - such as causing heart problems, for example, and then causing a lethal heart attack months later), and debilitated tens of millions, if not more, around the world in only a few years.
2) COVID can and often does cause long term effects which can last for months, years, or even a lifetime. These long term effects commonly include: fatigue, shortness of breath, loss of taste and smell, etc. - but there are countless other long term effects. Ongoing health issues that come from an infection is called “Long COVID” - and can range in severity.
3) Most people with Long COVID have reported being dismissed, and even gaslit or made fun of by family, and even medical staff. They have been told “it’s all in their head” or “not that serious”.
4) No age, gender, race, nationality, etc. is immune to COVID. ANYONE can get it. There are some groups of people, however, that are more likely than others to have more severe outcomes from an infection.
5) Herd immunity cannot be achieved with COVID, because the virus mutates every time it infects a group a people. This new mutation can dodge any immunity you have from a previous infection, and infect you again. Millions of people around the world have already had COVID multiple times - often different mutations/variants of the virus. The less often you and the people around you get COVID, the better.
6) While vaccines and boosters can prevent more severe illnesses and even death - you can still get COVID and Long COVID, even if you’ve been vaccinated. Vaccine efficacy only lasts a few months, and the vast majority of Americans are not up to date with their boosters.
7) COVID can wreck your organs and immune system, and make you more susceptible to other diseases and conditions - such as Pneumonia.
8) Since COVID is a relatively new virus, there’s still a lot not known about it; but the limited knowledge we do have on it is terrifying.
9) “Mainstream Media” doesn’t talk about COVID anymore, because society wants to pretend it doesn’t exist anymore. Lockdowns, masking, taking precautions, etc. was costing too much money and inconveniencing too many people - so the average person would rather just pretend it doesn’t exist, even though it does. Just because everyone around you thinks “COVID is over”, doesn’t mean it is. Don’t be fooled.
10) An experiment was done on lab mice: reinfecting them with COVID. By the 10th infection - all the mice were dead…
10 infections sounds like a lot, but if you’re 20 and you get 1 infection every year on average - you’re not likely to live past 30…
If you do, you’re almost guaranteed to have some from of Long COVID.
Please take COVID seriously, for yourself, and everyone around you…
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ok lmao i’m done. should’ve been halfway between hamburg and frankfurt at this point but i’m not even in hamburg yet
#like the journey thru denmark was so smooth! and quick! and absolutely no trains in the way bc the countryside’s like. empty#but then we reached the german border and had to sit there for an HOUR waiting for the german crew to arrive bc they were late#for some reason#and then it didn’t go all the way to hamburg so we had to get a train between pinneberg->hamburg-altona and from there#i hopped on the next train heading for frankfurt but were stuck not even making it to hamburg hbf yet and it’s been half an hour..#PLUS THE TICKET COST ME ANOTHER 100 EUROS BIH WHAT THE FUCK#you can get a refund i think? but it looks super confusing like you have to print a form out and have some train staff sign it??#and then send it to their head office and hope they accept it and give you ‘compensation’ which idk what it means bc#it seems like you can’t get a monetary refund to ur bank account if you’re travelling internationally so idk??#i’m kind of pissed off and i’ll have to contact the hotel and tell them i’ll be late and also will probably miss most (if not all) of esc#also it’s required by law to wear a ffp2 mask at the train in germany so my ears and nose hurt at this point#i’ve got a pig like nose that points upwards so it gets pushed down when i wear this type of mask#not with the normal flat ones i usually wear! but with these it does#like i’m vaccinated 3 with doses and tested and i’m literally covid-free and i have proof. feels like that’s a better measure than masks#esp since everyone wasn’t wearing any masks as long as the train was in denmark so lmao how big of a difference will it make to#have everyone put on one once we’re over the german border??? lol
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