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survivaloffgrid · 10 months

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A Must-Know Practical Medicine Remedies for Every Household

All Survivalists must acquire such tips and techniques to help them in case of emergencies: Let’s cut straight to the chase Get A Copy Today!

#survival #off grid #outdoors #health and wellness #home remedy tips #home remedy treatment #emergency first aid #emergency medicine #emergency preparedness #bushcraft #wilderness #techniques #tricks #household #tips

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bobendsneyder64 · 11 months

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I got my first aid certificate today!!

#me #personal #work #most of the course was focused on children #because I work with them and I had to get it for work #we learned to perform cpr on a baby #a child and an adult #all different techniques #and so much more #but even though I'm happy I could practice all day today #and ask questions and everything #I hope I don't have to use this (too much)#I think it would be really hard #but I'm happy I know it all now #so at least I can do something if it happens #first aid #cpr

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just-a-little-unionoid · 4 months

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being from a family trained in first aid is so fun because I just spend at least a minute coughing and grasping for air because I swallowed food wrong and they were just carrying on the conversation because the rule is "if there is sound there is no problem"

like yeah that's right you can't and shouldn't try to help someone who's still coughing because if you do anything the risk is to get the object stuck into a way that totally prevent air from going to the lungs

and since I know that I know that the absence of reaction is totally logical and welcomed

but it's still so funny to picture someone struggling for air on the ground and the rest of the people carrying on the conversation x)

(even more funny is the fact that I was also trying to contribute)

#we are now discussing different first aid techniques

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beardedbastardoutdoors · 1 year

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Top 5 Essential Wilderness Survival Skills Every Outdoor Enthusiast Should Know

Want to ensure your survival in the great outdoors? These 5 wilderness skills are a must-know for any outdoor enthusiast! From shelter-building to fire-starting, learn how to thrive in the wild and conquer any unexpected challenges. #WildernessSurvival

Introduction:Skill #1: Finding and Purifying WaterSkill #2: Building a ShelterSkill #3: Starting a FireSkill #4: NavigationSkill #5: First AidConclusion:FAQ: Introduction: As an outdoor enthusiast or a military personnel, the wilderness is a place of adventure and challenge. The thrill of being in the great outdoors can quickly turn into a nightmare if you find yourself lost, stranded, or…

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theangrycorpsman · 1 year

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Wound Care and Bandaging Techniques: A Comprehensive Guide

Whether you’re out in the wilderness, on the job site, or just at home, accidents can happen. Knowing how to properly care for wounds and apply bandages can make all the difference in preventing infections and promoting healing. In this blog post, we’ll provide a comprehensive guide to wound care and bandaging techniques, from basic first aid to more advanced treatments. Basic Wound Care The…

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#advanced wound care #bandaging techniques #first aid #pressure bandage #wound care

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laxxarian · 2 months

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Danny as a background npc of Tucker's and Sam's stream

It all started with Tucker and Sam having an idea to go live streaming to promote their beliefs like Sam with her eco-friendly stuff and her defense technique tidbits and Tucker's meat importance and also some tech tidbits.

Both streams were getting views, a whole lot to a point where the two were so popular that some haters would try and expose them, even tried to hack but is shamefully failed because for some reason, each time they tried to search about this Amity Park, their screens would glitch and the like. It's like the firewall is protecting all residents from the outside world which got the viewers questioning but Tucker and Sam didn't know anything about that, not even Danny who suddenly popped in on their stream.

slam12kki: WHOS THAT???

dragonobsessed_coffee: ....someone needs some explaining to do...just in case.

animalkingdom123: No

Bruce_W: Hey, the kid's look a lot like...

animalkingdom123: NO

blueM0nk3y: YES

Llupex0x: only one things that needs to check out

While the chat was booming, Sam and Tucker is in a collab this time and is in Danny's house when Danny first popped in and so is Jack and Maddie with some snacks, and seeing Jack's features and personality the chat went wild.

Llupex0x: lmao, nvm

viviran76: we're gonna hav to weyt

OPrtx: wats wrong wit u??

Everyone is thinking that Jack may be a cousin or something but the thing is, the Fentons are in no way related to Bruce at all. Sam and Tucker was confused but shrugged it off.

Anyways, continuing on, another collab was set again and this time, Danny popped in casually with an angry look, not noticing that Sam and Tucker was still live but the two didn't mind and had their focus shifted to Danny and Danny started complaining about ecto-acts and how he can't go a day without getting shot and hunted down by Skulker who wants his pelt.

The Batfam who watches this got concerned.

Then another collab was set outside and Danny was seen in the background with a strange belt on and he looks like he's being chased and beaten up, Danny wasn't just running, he was also fighting back and all. The one who is fighting him is Vlad who also has a strange belt on and is now using an ecto gun, but nobody knows that, what they do know is that the man is carrying a gun and is actively shooting it at Danny and Danny also has a gun with him and a bat.

Vlad and Danny exchanges blows, the JL are now concerned.

Sam and Tucker are just continuing their live cuz they thought it would be perfect if they could ask for help with this type of proof (they can't seem to find anyone to come help in their aid and was dismissed as kids prank)

Another collab was set up once more, and this time, Sam and Tucker wasn't shown. What it did show was Maddie and Jack trying to fight the men in white while Jazz tries to get Danny out of.... chains?? and Danny is also inside of a cage??? looks beaten up and bleeding.

Sam and Tucker was sending proof.

But that was in 1990's and the heroes and the viewers saw the video in 2020's already

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risuola · 4 months

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THANK YOU, MOM — F. READER x MEGUMI FUSHIGURO, who calls you mom for the first time

Megumi was used to handle things on his own, taking care of himself and barely asked for help, but this time he couldn’t deal with the damage alone and you were the first person he thought about.

cw: fluff, brief description of an injury, blood; reader is Satoru Gojo's wife — 1k words

a/n: I rarely write for Megumi in a sense of romantic topics, but I absolutely a d o r e the concept of him being Gojo's son. sorry not sorry, I'm in a desperate need for some fluffs

Happiness. A state, that psychologists define as a subjective well-being that a person experience. Happiness is as fickle as the wind. It comes and goes, sometimes in a rush of joy and sometimes in a lull of melancholy. Sometimes it’s as simple as a hot cup of coffee or a kind word from a stranger, but true happiness is a feeling that you couldn’t describe, even if you’d try. The warm, comforting sensation in the pit of your stomach, as if everything in the world was right where it should be.

Up until that point, you thought you were in that specific state many times. When Satoru asked for your hand, you were happy. You’re almost ecstatic every time you see your students’ successes. You tend to be overjoyed by the littlest things and if anyone asked you if you ever felt happiness, you’d most likely say yes.

But that day you realized that you never had a chance to experience the true, heart-clenching, tear inducing happiness before. Though you had shed some tears when at the altar you were staring into those beautiful blue eyes of your now husband, but not even once before you had an urge to ugly cry because you were so happy. Not before Megumi called you mom.

It happened in the privacy of your home, late into the night, when after a mission particularly roughed him up, he showed up at your doorstep late at night. Once you swung the door open, the sight of his bloodied uniform and the red gushing out of a wound on the side of his stomach made you forget how to breathe, your heart skipped a beat and time seemed to fade away. Quickly you led him inside onto the couch and gathered supplies to aid him. He should go to Shoko, both of you knew it, but you were also able to use reversed curse technique to some extent.

“What happened?” You asked him, carefully taking off his uniform jacket and lifting his shirt to assess the damage. You knew he’ll make it, you knew you won’t let him go, and yet you felt the terror inside your veins when his pale skin was right in front of your eyes, stained in fresh blood.

“Just a scratch,” he mumbled, his voice was out of breath, it was saturated in pain that you knew he tried to hide with the soft shrug he did. “A curse was stronger than it was supposed to be, and uh…”

You were going to confront Satoru with that information. It wouldn’t be the first time he pushed his own mission onto his students. Tough love, as he used to call it, learning through challenge and it worked, mostly, but seeing your boy struggling still made your heart clench and your eyes swell with tears.

Megumi was used to handle things on his own, taking care of himself and barely asked for help, but this time he couldn’t deal with the damage alone and you were the first person he thought about. He had always thought of you as the strongest person he knew, even though you were a wife to Satoru Gojo, but to Megumi, it was you who had given him the closest thing he had ever had to a parent. He felt small and vulnerable, heavy underneath your gaze so full of love and concern that and at the same time, light as a feather because somehow, your soft voice and caring hands had the ability to take the weight of any burden off his shoulders. He sat still while your cursed energy was healing his injuries, silently admiring the effort and compassion.

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” you sighed once the adrenaline in your system began to wear off. Megumi was fine. Injured, but fine, nothing threatened his life anymore. “I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”

“I’m okay,” he reassured, leaning his head back. The blood loss was getting to him, he was paler than usually, his forehead covered in sweat and he was panting slightly. Once done with the wound, you cleaned the blood as much as you could and quickly grabbed a clean, wet towel, a fresh t-shirt from Satoru’s closet and a blanket.

Sitting next to the boy, you pulled him gently onto yourself so he could lean against your chest, with the compress on his head and a cover over his body to keep him warm. Only then, feeling the steady beat of your heart and the warmth around him, he began to relax.

That was something Megumi remembered from his youngest years. When Satoru took him and his sister underneath his wing, you were there also and as much as Gojo had no paternal instincts towards them, you were always full of love. Countless times he was falling asleep cuddled to you, you were the safest place on earth for him and even now, as he’s already almost an adult, your embrace is something he’s always happy to come back to. Though he wouldn’t say it out loud, of course. But now, he could feel his body releasing the tension, his fight-or-flight mode slowly turning off because there was no need for him to stay alarmed when you were next to him. When your arms were around him, protecting him from the world itself. And hence why his mouth formulated these words without him thinking much of it.

“Thank you, mom.” Oh. The word left his mouth despite the fear he felt. Megumi had always been afraid to call you his mother, even though he thought of you as such. He was worried it would feel too close, too intimate and though he wished to let you know how much you meant to him, he was worried you’ll get angry. He realized what he said when it was already too late. “I’m s-sorr—”

“Don’t thank me, Megumi,” you cut his apologies, gently tightening the hug. You couldn’t describe the way you felt in this moment. It was such a simple thing, but it meant everything to you. That had to be the real happiness. “I'm always here for you, whenever you need me. And I love you too, you know?”

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joe-england · 1 year

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I urge everyone to absorb and spread this information.

#crowd rush #safety #instructions #advice #itaewon-don #seoul #tragedy #twitter #first aid #medical advice #life saving techniques

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hotvintagepoll · 2 months

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FINAL POLL OF ROUND 1

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Hedy Lamarr (Samson and Delilah, Ziegfeld Girl)—Look. I'm sure someone has already submitted Hedy Lamarr because she was spectacularly beautiful, and a very strong lady too: she fled both an abusive marriage AND nazi persecution at a very young age and rebuilt a life for herself pursuing her love for acting all on her own!! Her career as an actress was stellar; while she began acting outside of Hollywood (her very first movie, Ecstasy, won a prize at the Venice Film Festival), she conquered American hearts very quickly with her first movie in the US, Algiers, and then just kept getting better and better. If all this isn't enough, she was also an inventor: her invention of the frequency-hopping spread spectrum radio transmission technique forms the base of bluetooth and has a lot of applications in all kinds of communication technologies. I think that deserves a prize, don't you?

Sonja Henie (Thin Ice, Happy Landing)—no idea if she counts, she's a famous skater more than anything else, but count her for the lols and i'll send you some thin mints

This is round 1 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut]

Hedy Lamarr:

The only person you can find both on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and in the Inventor's Hall of Fame--her radio-frequency-hopping technology forms the basis for cordless phones, wi-fi, and a dozen other aspects of modern life. She was also passionate in her efforts to aid the Allies in WWII (unsurprising for a Jewish-Austrian Emigree to America), and her name served as the backbone for one of the best running jokes in what is possibly Mel Brooks' best movie. Look, Louis B. Mayer apparently believed he could plausibly promote her as "The world's most beautiful woman". Is an entire website full of people going to be less audacious than one Louis B. Mayer? I didn't think so!

Described as "Hedy has the most incredible personal sophistication. She knows the peculiarly European art of being womanly; she knows what men want in a beautiful woman, what attracts them, and she forces herself to be these things. She has magnetism with warmth, something that neither Dietrich nor Garbo has managed to achieve" by Howard Sharpe, she managed to escape her controlling husband (and Nazi Germany) by a) Disguising as her maid and fleeing to Paris or b) Convincing the husband to let her wear all of her jewelry to a dinner, only to disappear afterwards. Also she was particularly clever and helped develop Frequency-Hopping Spread Spectrum (I can't really explain it but anyway...)

One of the most beautiful women ever in film, spoken by many critics and fans. Beautiful shapely figure, deeper seductive voice, and often played femme fatale roles. She was also brilliant and an inventor. Mainly self-taught, she invested her spare time, including on set between takes, in designing and drafting inventions, which included an improved traffic stoplight and a tablet that would dissolve in water to create a flavored carbonated drink, and much more.

Her depiction of Delilah and Samson and Delilah just lives rent free in my head. The woman was gorgeous.

Gorgeous and brilliant pioneer of modern technology and the middle part.

#sonja henie #hedy lamarr #hotvintagepoll #fuck that old woman #ladies 1 #ALL POSTS UP HOORAY

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alicedrawslesmis · 3 months

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(sorry this is from a week ago but) Wait, what's going on right now that's complicated with Amazonian farmers' land rights?

Not farmers, indigenous people

See, recently they put a new law through congress that severely reduces indigenous land to the borders established during the late dictatorship, or immediately post-dictatorship, in 1988. An absolute joke of a border that was dreamed up by some military assholes. People in america may recognize this type of society from the times of westward expansion and think this is a thing of the past because for you guys it is. But here it is a reality. Murder is rampant. The reach of the law is incredibly limited. Government is just too weak and landowners basically run things. THAT'S WHY it's so important to donate directly to the native peoples instead of random NGOs because native people are fucking there and the more power they hold in the land the safer the land will be from agroindustrial expansion.

Well the law was vetoed by the the president and the Supremo Tribunal Federal, aka supreme federal court, labeled it as unconstitutional. Which it is, because our 1988 constitution describes native american land rights in some of its first articles. We thought this would be it for the law

But then the senate (that already overrepresents landowners in rural states) just went along and approved it anyway. I had no idea they could approve something unconstitutional. The progressives and particularly the socialists are fighting this in court. But it happens that for now the legal border is the severely reduced version.

Doesn't mean they'll just give up, because as it happens we don't have any stand your ground laws so even if you own a piece of land, you cannot legally speaking just shoot everyone there. Or attack or threaten them in any way. They'll just have long legal battles individually for the rights to occupy land based on use. Also the Xingu national park, the largest preserved land of the Amazon described as 'larger than Belgium', is being encroached by huge farms that are poisoning their water supply. The border is Visible. I'll try to find video of it but essentially you have a forest and a desert separated by a strict line.

Just last week in the south of Bahia (not the Amazon, let me explain more about the Amazon situation in a bit) Hãhãhãe leadership Nega Muniz Pataxó was shot and killed by an armed militia group that invaded and occupied the Caramuru territory.

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The situation in the Amazon, specifically the yanomami territory in Roraima our northernmost state, aka deep forest, is more dire than average given difficulty of access, sheer size, and government abandonment. It's a place that depends on government aid for medicine. It's land that is being systematically invaded by gold miners, pandemic, toxins from nearby farmlands, wood extraction etc. (wood extration is rampant everywhere tho). Early 2023 saw a massive federal government operation by now president Lula to empty the mines and try to look for where funding comes from. Yanomami land is still being invaded to this day, the struggle is ongoing.

The yanomamis need support right now more than any other. Last year saw a massive heat wave that (well, one, caused a girl named Ana Clara Machado to die during the Taylor Swift concert. This is unrelated but I feel like not enough foreign media covered this, Taylor even lied about it as well.) dried up a lot of rivers, killed a LOT of fresh water animals including an unprecedented amount of pink dolphins. Access that was already hard became damn near impossible without boats. I cannot overstate how many pink dolphins were found dead.

Another technique that landowners use to clear space for farms is to just set things on fire and then occupy the empty land, which they legally can do to land that was naturally burned in a forest fire. It happened that Pantanal, another national park of swampland, was massively devastated by fires last year too

this article is from 2020, the year that the worst fire happened, but in 2023 there was another one. It's been happening yearly now due to a) deliberate action and b) climate change aggravation.

And this is not nearly all. Just off the top of my head. If you speak portuguese I recommend following the APIB or the COIAB on instagram to keep up with the news. The FUNAI is the government branch of indigenous organization, but it's not generally that well liked. Still.

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sueclancy · 2 years

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My adopted Mom's quilt and a searcher

My adopted Mom’s quilt and a searcher

This week the Aurora Gallery finished framing my adopted Mom’s quilt that I told you about in a prior post. Doesn’t the frame look great? We went right home and hung it in a special place! Elizabeth Steinbaugh at the Aurora Gallery Mom Penny Hoke’s quilt on our wall at home Included in the frame is a piece of handmade paper on which I hand wrote Mom’s name and a bit about the quilt. I also…

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kquil · 9 months

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SIRUS BLACK | 20:18 ⏤ATTENTION

SUM. : after helping sirius for the first time in herbology, he becomes an addict for you attention and care

G. : fluff ; sirius being an attention seeker ; he's so dramatic ; r. is too kind ; sirius loves being taken care of ; r. loves taking care of him too

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The first time it happened, it was in your third year herbology class shared between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

The lesson was based on the defanging of vampiric vegetation. The plants themselves were somewhat sentient and could sense the advances of other living beings, which made it quite burdensome to collect its fangs for potion ingredients. However, with the right tools and technique, demonstrated by Professor Sprout, it could prove to be quite a prompt and uncomplicated task to labour.

“Does everyone have their gardening and dental tools?” Professor Sprout asks, encouraging everyone to survey their workstations before confirming that they were ready to try their hand at defanging, “Brilliant! You may begin when you are ready and I will make rounds about the greenhouse if anyone needs assistance.” And so everyone got to work.

You found that the toiling and labour came naturally to you so it wasn’t surprising that you were the first in the whole class to complete the work. With a proud smile and huff of satisfaction, Professor Sprout approached you, singing praises for her fellow Hufflepuff. She awarded you ten points before persuading you with extra should you be willing to help out your other classmates. “I’d be happy to, professor,” you smile as she nods proudly. “15 more points to Hufflepuff,” she gave you a wink before sending you on your way. Naturally, you floated about the greenhouse, helping your fellow Hufflepuffs with their defanging technique as well as some Gryffindors. You were just about to approach another struggling student when you heard a shout of pain to your far left. Instantly, your caring nature took control and you rushed to the person, who you quickly discovered was Sirius Black. The notorious prankster shared a workstation with Peter, his fellow marauder, who fussed about him uselessly, not knowing what to do. “What happened?” you asked with furrowed brows and concerned eyes. “Sirius was getting a little frustrated with the plant and decided to take off his gloves—” that was all you needed before you were at Sirius’s side and inspecting the scratch he had retained from his idiocy. “Never compromise your safety, okay? Thank goodness it’s nothing serious, nevertheless…” you crouched down to open up the bottom cupboard of their workstation for the first aid kit and immediately went about treating the shallow wound on Sirius’s hand. As you focused on treating his injury, you completely missed his fascinated stare and rosy cheeks.

Despite Sirius finally finding his family in the marauders, this was the first time he had experienced such tender care and loving hands. And with such a pretty face too…Sirius thought to himself, lost in the image of you and wholly forgetting the pain from his injury. Your gentle touch, worried profile and pleasant disposition throughout the interaction left quite the impression on him. “What’s your name?” was his quiet question - unusual for his standardly loud and boisterous expressions. Only after you had taken care of his wound, did you finally introduce yourself with a warm smile. He whispers your name with a growing grin before regarding your appearance thoughtfully. It was, somewhat, intimidating to be under his steel-grey stare but his admiring nod and toothy grin was reassuring enough, “I’m Sirius,” he introduces and grins when you giggle and explain that you already knew.

“Ah!” Sirius cries before shouting for you. You were both in your sixth year now and his theatrical antics around you have only grown more common, progressing from intentionally acquired small wounds from ‘accidents’ in shared classes to staged aches and pains from a simple brushing of the hand in corridors, “Help me, doll! I’m in pain,” always so dramatic, Sirius flails his arms and attempts to forge tears on his way to you. This occurrence had become so common that nobody bats an eye whenever Sirius lets out a pained cry anymore. Everyone knows that it’s only because Sirius has somehow spotted you in the crowd and wants your attention. It was attention you were more than willing to give, however, so you had no complaints. “Awww~ Sirius~” you coo, playing to his wants every time and never discouraging him from approaching you despite his obvious intentions. To meet him, you stand from your seat in the open courtyard bench and open your arms for him to fall into. His tall figure, however, keeps him standing, his arms wrapping around your smaller stature from above your shoulders. Sirius nuzzles his face into your hair and hums in content when he is able to indulge in your familiar, comforting scent., “are you alright?” He doesn’t say anything and instead pulls back to look at you with an unsatisfied pout, as if he was upset at you for something— “are you alright darling?~” you repeat, eliciting a wide grin before he’s back to cuddling you and burying his face into your hair. “James hit me!” he whines pathetically and you giggle to yourself when you see the accused give Sirius an incredulous look from behind. Lily giggles at James’s dismay and hugs him from the side, the brunette rolls his eyes and smiles good-naturedly, adjusting his glasses before returning her embrace.

“I’m sure he didn’t mean it, sweetheart,” you swear you can hear Sirius purr from the nickname you call him by. He, at some point in your fifth year, demanded that he be the only one you call by such loving endearments after going into a strop when he overheard you calling your Ravenclaw friend with similar affection.

“It still hurts,” was his pouty response. Some people may argue that Sirius was taking full advantage of your established kindness but you always shook off the comments. Kindness was a part of your nature and it felt good to take care of others so it was a win-win situation for both of you. A majority of the time, it wasn’t a serious issue, like now, but for if and when Sirius actually needed medical attention, you had practised some healing spells and carried a small muggle and wizard first aid kit with you everywhere. When Sirius found this out, he had somehow managed to increase the amount of times he would go to you for attention. He would dramatise everything: a brushing of someone's shoulder, an incident with a potion, another accident in herbology or even a playful hit from one of his friends.

Patting his back softly, you pull your face away from his chest to look up at him, “what do you want me to do to make it feel better?” you prompt with a warm smile.

Following all your usual dialogue, you guess that he may ask for a longer hug, sweets, for you to make him his favourite tea or to lay his head on your lap while you pet his hair and pretend to cast a healing spell on him through your consoling touch.

There was a pause as Sirius thought over what he wanted, staring off to the side before finally meeting your attentive, warm eyes once more. His lips pull up into a small smile as he leans down close enough for your noses to touch. The action makes the air catch in your throat as his request sends your heart racing in your chest.

“I want a kiss…”

A/N : it's been a while since i've last written something so i'm a bit rusty and this is my attempt at slowly easing back into writing again. sorry for the impromptu absence, things got a little stressful leading up to my graduation ceremony but im back again! wooo! hopefully i won't be leaving any time soon

NAVI.

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#sirius black x reader #sirius black #marauders #marauders fic #marauders era #sirius x reader #sirius black imagine #sirius black fanfiction #sirius black fic #sirius black x you #sirius orion black #☆ : timestamp

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heavenlydreamangelflyhigh · 2 years

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got my grandpa's old med school textbook ^_^

#art #i Love this thing its not only Massive but provides insight into the world of nursing back in the 70s/80s #rlly interesting...the first few pages are dedicated Entirely to the of nursing and how to give patients respect but also #bodily autonomy and the right for self advocation..which. makes me so happy.#i have met numerous doctors who fail to abide by the same rules and are quick to brush off patients/be disrespectful #the emphasis on how nursing is not entirely based upon medicine as well as scirnce but moreso works with those fields #and that nursing at its core is a largely therapeutic practice which is meant to provide comfort and aid in the healing process of any #condition is...so cool to me.#they also compared bejng a nurse to being an artist. with time #you improve your skills and strengthen your techniques #my grandfather has Always told me 'its called Practicing medicine for a reason

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777gojosgf · 6 months

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MY LOVE IS MINE ALL MINE…

777GOJOSGF IS TYPING…

777gojosgf: gf!reader x hurt/tired!satorugojo

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satoru gojo comes home after a long day at work absolutely tired and bruised, seeking comfort in your arms.

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THE DOOR CLICKED SHUT and you could hear him taking off his shoes. it was another late night when you tried to stay awake to welcome your boyfriend home, but you were yet again unable to keep your eyes open.

he found you curled up on the couch with a blanket over you, but you had woken up by the sound of the door closing and you immediately rushed to his side. “hi, my love—“ you stopped in the middle of your sentence when you saw the unmistakable hurt expression on his face.

something was wrong.

your hands cautiously reached for his face, cupping it. he subconsciously leaned into your right hand, his eyes failing to meet yours and you were immediately able to figure out why. he didn’t want you to see him like this. as if he was weak, as if he had failed.

you said, "hey," in a gentle tone that made him feel calm and at ease. the terrible headache had begun as soon as he made his way to your shared apartment. he was unable to stop thinking about his late best friend's final moments as they continued to play back in his mind. this caused his thoughts to stray and consider the risk he was putting you in simply because you were his girlfriend. he feared he might end up being a burden for you.

“you’re alright now. are you willing to talk about it?” you had secretly hoped that he would agree to talk since you were so curious about what was going through his mind, though it wasn't a hard guess.

however, he mumbled a quiet no, and with that, you nodded courteously and took his hand in yours. guiding him to the bathroom where you pointed at the counter for him to sit. without a second thought, he obeyed your command and took a seat. the much taller and much more powerful man had suddenly seemed so fragile. so, tired.

you took out the first aid kit from one of the cabinets and set it down beside him. after opening the kit, you took out some patches and rubbing alcohol. his head was cocked to the side to reveal the cut as your hand gently made contact with his jaw. considering that he possessed the infinity technique, it was peculiar for him to return home hurt. and if not, he had the option of visiting shoko to receive healing without the need for any ordinary medical attention.

you had no idea that gojo's only desire was to be cared for and to feel your touch.

before applying the rubbing alcohol-soaked patch to his face, you gave him a heads-up saying "this might sting a little." gojo did not make any movement. rather, his hand reached for your hand that was set on his jaw.

once you finished stitching him up, you gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. he pouted at that and pointed to his lips, earning him a soft laugh from you. you took a step forward and delicately kissed him, your arms around his neck. you leaned backwards, your eyes finding his.

"how about you take a shower and we'll call it a night?" you propositioned, your head tilting to the side and a soft smile was displayed on your face.

"are you saying that i smell?"

your eyes widened at that and you jokingly slapped his arm. "no, you idiot. i'm saying that a shower will help you relax and then we'll go to sleep. i know you're not ready to tell me what happened, so we can just wait until tomorrow. you need some rest."

and in this exact moment, gojo realized that he didn't know what he did to deserve you.

he didn't have to pretend around you. he didn't have to put on the act of making silly jokes and pretending to be fine just because he was the strongest.

no. with you, he was 'toru.

your 'toru.

after his shower, you both found your way to your shared bed. he held you so close to him, but you didn't complain. you couldn't. it was the only way gojo was sure that nothing would happen to you once he closed his eyes, and even so, he still tried to look out for you with his senses.

"hey, y/n." satoru said, loud enough for you to hear but also to soothe you to sleep. "yes?"

"would you still love me if i was a frog and there was no way i could turn into a human?"

usually, you would've rolled your eyes at his silly nighttime questions and told him to go to sleep. but this time, you knew that he needed you to answer. because this wasn't just a silly question. no, he was indirectly asking you if you aren't tired of him.

"i would love you. and in every other universe, i would find my way to you and kiss you once more."

"i love you."

"i love you too. now, rest."

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takumifujiwarastan · 1 month

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"you idiot."

pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader genre: fluff warnings: mentions of blood/wounds synopsis: megumi injures himself on a mission with you after stupidly trying to take on multiple first-grade curses at once. now you have to patch him up.

notice: there is no established relationship here. also reader is a bit of a tsundere hehe~ also i dont know anything about medical stuff!! this could be very wrong so im sorry!!

a/n: my first published fic woohoo!!

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“You idiot.” I grumble as I hold one of Megumi’s arms over my shoulders, helping him limp into the training room where the simple first aid was kept. I led him to the table in the middle. “Sit up here. Can you manage?” I asked him, to which he nodded and propped his arms up on the table, hoisting himself up onto the cold metal surface, wincing as his wounded leg throbbed angrily.

I started rummaging through the cupboards for the first aid kit, cursing under my breath as most were bare of the tools I needed. Despite being one of the top sorcerers in Jujutsu High, I was studying basic medical techniques from Shoko Ieiri, so I could help my wounded comrades in battle- like the one hoisted up on the table behind me.

I finally found the first aid kit, as well as an old towel. Running the towel under the sink water, I wring it out before turning back to Megumi, who was sitting up on the metal table and tentatively peeling ripped uniform fabric off the bloody wound on his leg.

Grabbing his hand and moving it out of the way, I grab the towel. “This will probably hurt.” I say nonchalantly before draping the wet rag over his wound, making him hiss in pain. Without minding his discomfort, I mopped up the extra blood around his cut so I could wrap it up. I look up at him, his eyes squeezed shut and his jaw tight. I go back to work.

Pulling the gauze roll and medical tape out of the first aid kit, I begin wrapping the deep scratches on his thigh that he got from the curses he tried to take on by himself. There was a large hole in his uniform pants from this, so using the space it created I maneuvered the bandages around his leg in and back out of his shredded pants. Once thoroughly dressed, I tape the end of the bandage to the rest of the dressing, and mopping up any excess blood with the towel.

Scanning his body for any more major wounds and seeing none, I start to work on the scratches and bruises on his face. Tossing the bloody rag into the sink, I walk back over to him, standing in between his legs and using one hand to push his messy raven-coloured hair out of his face, keeping it in place above his head with my hand. He makes somewhat of a scowling expression at this, that dissipates however once I press a wet cotton ball to the scrapes on his forehead.

Once the blood is cleaned I grab a gauze pad, sticking it on his wound and smoothing it down with my fingers. Then, grabbing bandaids from the kit, I brought a hand up to his jaw, tilting his head to the left so I could access the cut easier. Sticking a bandaid to the cut, I work my way around his face quickly in sealing each of his cuts and scrapes.

Finally, tilting his head so he faces me to patch up the last scrape, his eyes meet mine- and for a moment, I can't move. My eyes widen slightly, a subtle heat rises in my cheeks and my breath hitches. This is when I finally realize the situation we’re in. how close i was to him. Holding his face turned toward me and standing inches away from him.

It's now when I snap out of my thoughts and avert my eyes away, trying to collect my thoughts again so I can finish the task at hand, when this time, his hand finds my jaw and tilts it upward, making it so my eyes meet him again. Before I can react his lips are on mine, and I stand frozen in place, the heat in my face rising more and my breath hitching in my throat as my heart beats faster.

After a few moments he draws back, holding my face softly in his hand, his thumb brushing over my cheekbone as he looks into my eyes again, the same stoic expression on his face but a softer look to it now, a small smile threatening to break out on his face at the sight of my pink tinted complexion.

My usual aloof facial expression faltered, my mouth parted slightly in stunned shock as my eyes stayed locked with his. His eyes flicker from my lips to my eyes and back again, before slowly bringing me back in and closing the space, kissing me slowly and passionately.

As much as I try to keep distant from him, I can't help but melt into his touch as his hand caresses the side of my face so softly, tenderly. His thumb ghosting over my cheekbone as his fingers curl into my hair. His tongue brushes against my bottom lip, his touches so gentle, until he pulls away, leaving me breathless and stunned.

His hand lingers on my face, keeping my head tilted to face him as I stand just inches away from him. A soft pink hue tints his cheeks as his eyes stay locked with mine. I feel myself blush even more, the heat reaching the tips of my ears as I bring the back of my hand up to my face to cover the dumb expression.

“You idiot…” I grumble out once more as a subtle smirk tugs at his lips.

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theangrycorpsman · 1 year

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