randomslasher:

lunarcanine:

lunarcanine:

Children/teens aren’t allowed to be sad or in a bad mood because they can get yelled at for it and ridiculed and told to ‘change your attitude or I will for you’, while adults who are sad or in a bad mood, are allowed to yell at and take their frustration out on the kids. Adult privilege huh?

And when the adult is in a bad mood, it’s the kids job to step on eggshells in order to keep them from not exploding, and when they do, it’s on them.

And when the child is in the bad mood, it’s their job to try to hide it, and when they break apart trying to, it’s on them.

What extra sucks about this is that adults literally have more experience, context, perspective, and brain development to help them manage emotions. Adults who do this are shit. We are the adults, we should not be expecting kids who are still developing and learning about the world and trying to figure out their place in it to be the ones who are emotionally mature. 

People who treat adulthood like a power trip are honestly shit and should not have authority over kids. 

phantomrose96:

Hey yall I had a fuckin thought 

So, as it’s roughly explained, the state alchemist program is a kind of “recruit potential human sacrifices” mechanism, with a side-order of “brute strength for the army”. But basically, the state alchemist title is mostly about being a researcher–given people like Shou Tucker exist, and given that the only requirement to stay a state alchemist is to submit a yearly report of your research that says “look I’m still being a useful scientist”.

So far, so far this is sensible, yeah? Father and the delightful children from down the lane are running a recruitment program for potential human sacrifices. So sure–butter them up! Give them lots of money, get them buddy-buddy with the government, and give them endless resources for research. It’s be pretty easy to trick a state alchemist in that position to open the portal if Sugar DaddyBradley is nudging them to do it.

And I’m still willing to go with this logic for the whole “draft the state alchemists into war” move. They make it pretty clear that was something of a last-ditch effort. And the blood transmutation circle around Amestris was an absolute necessity for Father’s plan. So the risk of a few state alchemists dying or resigning from your Potential Sacrifice Pool is worth it for the completion of the circle.

Now. To get to my fucking thought. 

Edward fucking Elric. This fucking fight-me 12 year old troglodyte shows up to the exam and performs circle-less transmutation in front of mother fucking Bradley, demonstrating to one of the seven Actual Fucking Homunculi that he’d already opened the portal. Ed was literally prepped as a human sacrifice before he showed up to Central. A fully set human sacrifice showed up at the homunculi’s door, said “hey look what I can do!”, proved he’d opened the mother fucking portal already, and said “hey yeah hire me”. Human sacrifice, free shipping, no assembly required, handcuffs not included!

They could have just tossed Ed into a shoebox and kept him there until the Promised Day. They wouldn’t even need to make up an excuse he attacked the f u  c k i n g president. That’s fucking treason babey. He’s 12, he’s an orphan, he’s from a rural town in buttfuck nowhere, he’s literally the easiest person alive to disappear. They could have arrested him for assassination crimes, kept him in gay baby jail, and just popped him out for the Promised Day

What do they do instead?! “Oh lmao this kid’s great. Let’s give him infinite money, no supervision, no governmental responsibilities, access to all our secret resources, and toss him on a train to who-the-fuck-knows-where-land”

They fucking did that

And like? They then had the audacity to be concerned when Edward “Fight Me” Elric almost got himself killed about 293 times. Just an endless game of “I thought u were watching him” from one homunculus to another when Ed fucking absconds half-way across the globe to go entice some other hostile entity into murdering him to death. That’s the whole series. Every arc is Ed baiting death while the homunculi are in the background like “:/ wish he wouldn’t do that”

This only gets worse when you consider they later learned Al opened the portal too because really?? These two stab-happy globe-trotting public menaces are 40% of your final evil plan for godhood. 40%. Almost half. You couldn’t fucking set aside a cardboard box to keep these idiots in?

We all knew Father was terrible at planning when we learned his thousands-of-years-in-the-making-plan involved him procrastinating until the last five minutes to get his last sacrifice, while he was?? playing chess in his fucking basement, I guess. But it’s like every time I think about it like really think about it I find 7 more reasons Father was a fucking shit idiot moron, king of the stupid fucking idiot club, flesh and blood founder of seven other established dumbasses, all living in their idiot hovel under central, just giving random dumbass 12 year olds infinite money, j u s t  b e c a u s e.

smallest-feeblest-boggart:

kingoftheunderground:

kingoftheunderground:

cakesoup:

kingoftheunderground:

kingoftheunderground:

kingoftheunderground:

kingoftheunderground:

I work at a coffee shop and have gotten all my co-workers to start calling lattes “hot milkybois”

I also got everyone to refer to the salted caramel blended drink as “the big salty” and I consider it one of my greatest accomplishments

Oh yeah and any time someone orders a hazelnut latte with almond milk (which specifically is a weirdly popular drink) I say “one HOT NUT latte coming right up!”

My coworkers have not latched on to this one like they did with the others for some reason.

I forgot to mention I also pronounce “hot chocolate” like “hot cocklate”… because I’m awful.

please give us updates

Our largest drink size is affectionately referred to as “Texas Size” so sometimes when I hand it out in the drive-thru I like to say, “Here’s that TEXAS SIZE [drink] for ya, YEEEEHAW!”

And some people look at me as though I have just made their entire day while others look like they they could not possibly get away from me soon enough. Both reactions are equally satisfying. 

I made this into a game except when I hand out the Texas-size drinks I say “Can I get a YEEHAW?” And the guests always look mortified but occasionally one of them will let out a terrified “yeehaw” and all my coworkers cheer and then we keep a running tally of how many yeehaws we each get on the back of a pastry bag.

op will not die of natural causes

princessofbadassery:

wildlyunlikelynae:

infinitebutthurt:

hereandheaven:

teaboot:

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

honestly i have saved a lot of hassle by specifically requesting to be treated by female medical professionals whenever possible

my last male doctor told me, within literal minutes of meeting me, that I wasn’t sick actually and all my problems were just in my head and I was making everything up.

The very next female doctor I went to asked me questions about my symptoms, about how long I’d been having issues, and why I was concerned. And then she wrote me a prescription

One time I was referred to a male infectious disease doctor and he laughed off my symptoms and explained that they were caused by anxiety and lack of sleep. I saw a female PCP a month later and she took a leap and tested me for Lymes. The test came back positive and I was treated before it got bad. I thank her everyday for having the guts to listen to me and take action.

I had to be taken to the hospital in an ambulance for severe abdominal pain on my left side. I was fading in and out of consciousness the pain was so bad. Of course the assumption was that my appendix was going to rupture, but when the doctor ruled that out he decided it was simply period cramps and told me to take Tylenol.

As I was stumbling out of the ER the charge nurse stopped me and asked where the fuck I was going. I told her I’d been discharged and she took a look at my charts and deadass rolled her eyes. Called the doctor back in to point out a substantial fluid buildup near my ovaries. He called it a “nonissue” and this brave nurse, bless her heart, argued with him.

As it turns out, I had a massive cyst on my left ovary that had ruptured, hence the pain being on one side. Apparently, it could have killed me. She asked me if this had happened before, which it had. The male doctor then had also told me it was cramps.

I was sent to a specialist, and within two days was diagnosed with severe endometriosis, which put me at a high risk for additional ovarian cysts. Within a month I’d had surgery, it was small and noninvasive, but there was a chance it could genuinely save my life one day.

It took three years of potentially deadly complications that I had NO IDEA were even happening before a nurse that saw me in passing realized what had happened. So yeah, male doctors suck.

Endometriosis is CONSTANTLY misdiagnosed by male drs They fucking suck

I’ve noticed that female practitioners, especially nurse practitioners, tend to have more of a Health At Every Size philosophy than male doctors. The female doctors I’ve had since becoming an adult (my pediatrician was weight-obsessed, which definitely contributed to my restrictive eating behaviors in middle and high school) have all been more than okay with me getting on the scale backwards and asking not to see or discuss the number in my file. (What they do discuss? My blood pressure, heart rate, and lab numbers, which, surprise, all come back in the “good” range except for vitamin B.)

They do ask about my diet and exercise habits, because they are doctors, but always in a way that is concerned for my holistic health, including pain management and mental wellbeing.

Overall, your mileage may vary, but asking for a lady doctor is usually a good idea.