You Taste Like New Flesh

It’s 2015. If doctors don’t know how to operate on fat bodies. Then they shouldn’t be doctors. We have enough resources an equipment to deal with “obese” patients. There is no need for the medical community to continue fat shaming. 

#miaomiao gives off so much malewife energy

Yu Hewei as Shi Qiang and Zhang Luyi as Wang Miao in THREE-BODY | 三体 (2023) Ep 1.17 (Kun's 63/∞ Three-Body gifsets)

france going through the croatia narrative

wow, it’s been a wild two years with seventeen and with their amazing comeback, i’m doing my biggest giveaway as of yet! i know our boys went all out with “don’t wanna cry” and their entire album too so i figured i’ll do the same. for this gigantic giveaway, i’ll be handing out five different prizes to five lucky followers and each person has the chance to win one of ther own choosing! i won’t open the albums so whoever you get will be a surprise :D

included in the giveaway

1 x “alone” album + one seventeen poster

1 x “al1” album + one seventeen poster

1 x “all” album + one seventeen poster

1 x seventeen official light stick

1 x “2016 like shining diamond” concert dvd

rules:

   you must be following me and be a seventeen fan (or if you’re aiming to snag this for a friend, that’s cool too!)

      don’t follow and then unfollow just because of this giveaway

      do not enter with a giveaway blog. side blogs are fine for entering in the giveaway (just specify that you’re following with your main in the tags or something)

      i will ship internationally so anyone can enter!

      likes don’t count

      reblog as many times as you want (tag the post with “the al1 giveaway” so i can keep track and make sure you guys have read the rules!)

      the winners will be selected at random

      if selected as the winner, you’ll have 48 hours to respond to my message so make sure to have your ask box open or tumblr messenger activated. also, first come first serve for choice of prize!

      if a response hasn’t been received within that time span, i will select another winner

      if you’re under the age of 16, you must ask a parent or guardian for permission before i mail out the item

the giveaway ends thursday june 22nd (8:00 p.m. pst)! i will select the winners right after that time period ends and the items will be sent out as soon as possible. if you have any questions or need clarifications on the rules, feel free to ask!

p.s. if you guys love watching kpop reactions and commentary, please subscribe to form of therapy on youtube! i’m a reactor for the channel and it’d mean the entire world if you’d follow us ;__;.

gojo week on twitter - day 5 - souvenirs

身長 (2022)

ファイとキテ아빠の恒例行事に、これはあると思います

I love them so much

Borneo: a biologist is working, looking for snakes in a pond. Orangutan thinks the man is stuck, reaches out a hand to help him climb to safety.

“how about we play truth or dare?”

Tears fill my eyes as I read the words on my screen. The world seems to stop spinning for the slightest second as I re-read the anonymous message over and over again, gripping on to the hope that the words will magically disappear. But they didn’t. Anon had done it; they’d figured out that the only way to make me take off my hijab was to call my hair ugly. My one weakness.

A tear streams down my left cheek.

Eight years of academy hijab training…wasted. I had to prove this extremely relevant and good-looking anonymous person wrong, I cared too much about what they thought. How could I live my life knowing that there is one person out there who thinks probably my hair is ugly maybe? How could I look myself in the mirror? How could I face my family? My shoulders shook as I cried silently, and my chair squeaked ever so slightly at the vibrations; as if it, too, was crying in sorrow.

It wasn’t until that moment that the second part of the message dawned on me… how would I prove them wrong without breaking the rules? Was it really against the rules? I reach into my hijab and pull out a scroll. At the very top, in cursive jet-black inked letters, the word ‘Rules’ stares back at me. My heart is racing as my eyes frantically read the scroll.

‘Rule #1: no killing people,’ it reads. I let out a whimper. There go my evening plans. 

Suddenly, my eye catches the next words. The scroll is rustling in my trembling hands as I turn my face away, tears spraying out of my eyes like the spit of a white person as they try to justify racism. The cursive words felt more like a curse of words, vivid and refusing to disappear as if I were still staring at them even through my closed eyes.

Rule #2: don’t show ur hair girl it’s ugly lmaooooo