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We’ve all been wearing masks for the last few years to prevent the spread of covid-19 and still could recognize each other, or at least the people that we saw daily, and yet no one has addressed superhero masks that cover like their eyebrows and the bridge of their nose. By those half mask standards, I have a secret identity too. We all do. Except the Karens who wouldn’t wear masks. They’re the villains who want attention from the media. #artimitateslife #andlifeimitatesart
But like seriously, superhero masks are something we should just call plot holes by 2020 after the coronavirus mask mandates. Just think about the whole love square in Miraculous Ladybug. Listen, Marinette, if I can recognize my crush when the bottom half of their face is covered then you should be able to recognize Adrien in what is essentially a pair of sunglasses. Guess you haven’t longingly stared into his eyes as much as the show would have us believe.
There’s also Steve not recognizing Bucky on the bridge before his muzzle fell off (though I will give him a break because his bf HAD been dead for over seventy years to his knowledge) so from now on I will be imagining that the Russos just forgot to show us Steve’s inner monologue of “isn’t that Bucky?? No Bucky is dead :( wait but what if it is Bucky?? I mean Coulson came back. And Loki. Loki has come back many times. Wait okay no I think I’d recognize that icey blue glare from decades away, that’s the Bucky look for ‘Steve I told you not to do the thing why did you do the thing I’m gonna kill you’ except this time he’s actually trying to kill me,,,, oh is hIS MASK FALLING OFF oh is that his mask there on the ground oH I KNEW IT WAS “Bucky??”
And I know people have talked about why it actually would make sense that the lack of glasses would make it hard for the world to know that Superman is Clark Kent but I’m gonna bring this one up anyways because guys we can all recognize one of our coworkers without their glasses on there is NO WAY that Lois Lane a woman who’s PROFESSION is deduction of events which she then reports to the general public cannot recognize her coworker in a costume. If you saw the lady who works at the front desk in a cheerleader outfit you’d still know it was her, but Lois can’t for some reason do the same with Clark?? She does her journalism all day with her right hand man Clark by her side RIGHT UP UNTIL she reports on Superman (which she does quite often, might I add) who is just Clark in spandex and No Glasses™️ and you’re telling me that this lady has no idea they’re the same person??? She works with one of them all day and then is gazing at reporting on the other one the rest of the time and has no idea??? Also I get that Clark is the alias and he’s actually Superman the man from Krypton which is why he makes less effort to conceal his face as Superman because that’s him and Clark covers up with glasses because it’s a clever plot device to show which one is his true self, but can we talk about how he MAKES LESS EFFORT TO CONCEAL HIMSELF AS SUPERMAN AND YET ALL THE PEOPLE HE KNOWS AS CLARK STILL DO NOT KNOW HE IS SUPERMAN???
I’M OFFICIALLY COMING FOR ALL COMIC BOOK ARTISTS, DIRECTORS, ANIMATORS, AND PRODUCERS WHO DON’T COVER THEIR CHARACTERS ENTIRE FACE AND PRETEND THEIR IDENTITY IS STILL IN TACT. IF THE PANDEMIC HAS PROVEN ONE THING ITS THAT IF YOU KNOW A FACE YOU KNOW THAT FACE AND HALF A MASK DOES NOT CHANGE THAT SEND TWEET
I was supposed to go on a walk but just sat on rock for like an hour
O que fazer nessa quarentena?
Leia seus livros pendentes ou descubra novos;
Maratone séries, filmes ou documentários;
Estude para provas e vestibulares ou uma matéria que tenha interesse;
Aprenda a cozinhar suas receitas favoritas;
Crie suas próprias playlists para cada momento;
Pratique exercícios físicos na sua própria casa;
Veja vídeos e canais interessantes no Youtube;
Estude mais sobre o COVID-19;
Hidrate seu cabelo, pele e rosto com receitas caseiras;
Reorganize seus horários;
Reforme seu quarto ( não precisa ser uma reforma séria, apenas mude algumas mobílias de lugar ou adicione);
Reorganize sua alimentação com elementos saudáveis;
Baixe apps que possam te ajudar em estudos ou estado mental;
Baixe jogos em seu celular/ computador/ console.
Aprimore suas habilidades de escrita;
Não se esqueçam de se protegerem e serem higiênicos. ❤
Self-Isolation (2020)
Do you remember that time when you could just...
touch your face in public and not fear death?
Yeah me neither
During these tough times reading books doesn't feel productive anymore bc that's basically all I do
CDC finally fuckin' recommended the new COVID boosters for everyone in the US. letting my american followers who don't check the news know because i've been turned away for wanting to get an extra booster & now won't be anymore & it's Lovely. most americans are not going to get these and are going to grumble about them, which sucks as far as spread goes - but DOES mean u can schedule with ur local pharmacy sooner rather than later. please do so. ur immunocomprised friends and ur own body will thank u.
HUGE UPDATE
The surgery is done and it was a outpatient surgery so I was in for almost two hours, apparently I was there a bit too long and they won't say anything why. So let me tell you everything that happened, I am a bit traumatized after the surgery and it's not because of the pain or anything.
So again, we woke up 5 in the morning for me to shower my body and hair, left around 6 to go all way to the city to the hospital. Traffic was a bit crazy but we got there a bit late but they got me in fast. I was actually almost having a panic attack on the walk inside, elevator freak me out, how the car parking building is so low and we own a suburban. But when we were call in, the nurses were nothing but experience on their job and extremely nice to me. I soon told them that I am autistic and I was really nervous so they were gentle. I personally am afraid of needles but I only had three of sleep last night cause I was so scared so I was a bit tired but they made me feel safe, I joke around and talk with them, one of them gave me a donation bag with activities to calm me more, they were understanding to me. Soon, I was transferred to the waiting room to enter the operating room. I was still scared that I won't wake up but I want to put a brave face for my mom before they took me away. When they prep me in the bed, I was already tired from the lack of sleep that I fell asleep before they can hook me into the anesthesia.
When I woke up, my eyes were watery and I can hear myself crying, I didn't remember where I was or why I was there for a while but the "nurse" taking care of me was telling me to go back to sleep cause I awoke up as soon I was transported to the recovering room. I thought and told that I won't have dreams so I have no problem during the sleep, I have problem sleeping that I won't sleep at all cause the nightmares are extremely painful, but I got a nightmare during it and it made me more scared. The nurse was extremely rude, saying that I need to stop crying and that they can't let my mom in if I "scared" her off.
People need to understand something, the first nurses that prep me for the surgery understood this, I have separation anxiety from my family, imagine waking up to a bed and don't remember where you are, why your arms are in extreme pain, and where your family who you are so close is at. You have a nurse yelling at you to stop crying and being a baby.
I was having a fucking panic attack and an episode during this whole thing, I just wanted to see my mom, in my head, I thought I was dead and wanted to see her one more time but the lady keep yelling that I wasn't dead and I need to stop crying like a baby. This woman may not know my history but it's not nice to say that to a drugged up panicking teenager. When I say saw my mom, I grab her hand the whole time cause I was scared of the lady and I'm happy to see my mom alright. (I'm actually crying as I'm writing this, this really hurt me more than I thought)
While the lady still act the same with my mom there and left for a second, my mom was piss and wanted to slap her. I was so drugged up that I cry again that I was scared of the lady, apparently I'm more emotional when I'm fucked up. Soon, they move me to a different room and my sister trade with my mom to give me a stuff animal I brought to calm me more down, my sister witnesses me when the lady and another nurse made fun of me about what I hate to eat. I didn't like coconut milk or jelly so they said that they bet that I like chocolate cake which I'm dumbly said yes cause it's very true I love sweets and chocolate. My sister didn't say anything but when we left, I was still sad after everything. I'm just glad I don't stay in there anymore.
I just want to say that it was not what I guess was going to happen but it saddens me that there are people that are so stuck up about themselves and that she didn't care that my sister and mom see her actions. I'm going to meet the doctor in two weeks about the armpits and I'm staying in the house cause my family didn't want my wounds to get infected from the virus here, luckily there is no case about it in my town (Update: I just jinxed myself there..there are about 30 cases here and we are kind of quarantine in our house..) but people are panicking that my sister might not have enough things for food, diapers, and toilet papers. I agreed that everyone are panicking so bad that they don't care about other lives, not leaving some things for my sister or other people like us. But I am not going to step on that drama, people just need to remember to clean themselves and stop acting like idiots over something that they can stay away from, it's like people don't want to shower and be dirty and nasty. Luckily, we have a clean freak grandma that comes by to clean the house in bleach.
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So, India is dying.
Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.
If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.
A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.
There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.
There is no plan.
Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.
Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.
We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.
This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.
We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.
People are dying.
People are dying.
People are dying and there is no plan.
More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.
My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.
Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.
But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.
She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.
So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.
If you can, donate.
Or spread the word.
Help. Please.
I think, legally, if you see someone not wearing a mask, you should be able to walk up to them and rip out their heart with ur bare hand
The reality and soul
As all you know i have a sad conversation about this "Coronavirus" thing.
Last time i have a worst fever that i lose my strength. But now i feel better that i followed my parents to do of there commands. The reality is everything but none of this wouldn't happen this today of these iredeemable our soul is needed to be protected and our planet needs to be healed like my closes friend died i miss her so much she's smart,confident,self-knowledge and very good kind girl i know she's in the better place and when i dreamed and i meet her there sleep that's a reality and souls
Note To Society #33
Opening states up again this early is going to be one of the biggest factors in the recurrence of the virus in Autumn. We are putting the economy over people’s lives by doing this, and, as much as we’d all like for our normal lives to resume, this isn’t the way to do it.
Note To Society #26
If you are a person protesting quarantine, you are the reason that this is going to last another several months. Stop being selfish, and just stay home.
Mom : See my daughter? Covit 19 is afraid of alcohol so you have to let me drink it!
Me : It's not THAT alcohol mom!
Mom : Only cleaning won't work! Drink it!
Me : Geez...........
Man, everything is just harder, yet easier at the same time nowadays, huh?
Since the quarantine started where I am, things are... Confusing, to say the least. I didn't think I could be any more stressed, but I was apparently wrong.
Big shocker.
I thought I wasn't able to have any more weight on my shoulders of all my school work, just piling up more and more. (Sophomore year of highschool: not really a nice experience if you're in my position.) Again, I was wrong. If anything, it's probably a lot worse.
Big surprise.
Hell, even heating up something for breakfast is harder for me to handle in the morning. I somehow failed the simplest task.
What can I say? I guess my insomnia, ADHD, and me not being a morning person all just sorta teamed up on me. (Small, brief explanation: the schools in my school district have been doing this thing where they send out buses to give out food to anyone that needs it. That's where I got the doughnut.)
All throughout the weekdays, I'm sat at my dining room table, sitting opposite of my dad who has his own setup for his job. That's both an okay thing and a bad thing. I love my dad, I really do, but having to be across the table from him to do my school work? Yeah, he's a total dork and as much as I enjoy him being a goofball, his constant meetings and his randomness is distracting. Not as distracting as my mom, younger brother, and little sister, though.
Mom has a short temper and not necessarily enough patience to work with my sister to make her get her school work done. Every now and then, I can hear Mom yelling at my sister for messing around instead of working or acting like she doesn't know how to answer a problem. Not to mention that if the two kids get all of their work done, my brother is either in his room watching anime (something he picked up from yours truly) or out in the living room where my sister hangs out. Usually, if that's the case, they typically argue, roughhouse, or something else that includes the two being loud and obnoxious.
Just another reason I don't get all my assignments done and turned in on time.
I've been trying to get a break over weekends, playing video games, just lazing around the house, and chatting and role-playing via text with my girlfriend. It helps, a lot, but not well enough.
I still have chores and things I have to do all the time. Dishwasher, litter box, the ever growing disaster mine and my sister's bedroom is, the pile of clothes on the floor in our room that I need to get put away, but either forget or am too busy, and last, but DEFINITELY not least, the piles and piles of work I have to get done. Even so, I have at least ONE thing I THINK I can look forward to:
My birthday is coming up.
The nice thing is that the whole "social distancing" thing was lightened up enough to (from what my parents have told me) allow gatherings of up to 15 people..... I think...
But, as nice as that is, my birthday is in the middle of the week, last I checked.
On the 9th of June, I can look forward to turning 16 and possibly getting to see multiple friends at once, but I also have classes that particular day. Fun..
Well, I mean, on the bright side, my mom likely wouldn't want my 16th birthday to end up not being well spent since she hadn't had that when she had her's.
All in all, this quarantine has been both a good and bad thing in my case. Not to mention my distancing from my girlfriend helped not just myself, but both of us both to discover a lot more about our sexualities.
I knew I was demisexual and pansexual, but it turns out that I'm also polyamorous, which is honestly hard to explain how I did, but that's a story for another day... For the longest time, my girlfriend always thought she was panromantic and apothysexual, but because of the distancing between us, she found out that she was a (hardcore) lesbian.
Who would've thought that all it took to find out that much more about ourselves was a quarantine and not being able to see each other very much?
Corona claims another victim: Luis Sepúlveda. That makes me really upset but there’s nothing we can do about it now. That’s why I want to post this illustration I made about his book “The Story of A Seagull and The Cat Who Taught Her To Fly “ (that I drew some years ago) as a tribute to him and to everyone who died and will die to this virus. Let’s hope that the number of deaths becomes lesser and lesser as time passes and that this doesn’t take too much longer to end.
Rest in peace, Luis Sepúlveda. We love you! ❤️
When you read manga to stop your pandemic-induced anxiety, but Covid got even there...
http://chng.it/CjjczpXwMW
Source: https://akatsukiarts.tumblr.com/post/612788676164993024/i-saw-a-post-on-instagram-which-was-the-madara-vs
i saw a post on instagram which was the madara vs shinobi alliance meme format and madara was the virus. so i made a comic… 😭
don’t forget to wash your hands folks 👀🧼🤝
Heya guys,
I just wanted to say that surgical masks do NOT protect against viruses and similar things. Surgical masks can not protect against the coronavirus. The N95 respirator (or similar masks) are a much better option. They filter out 95% of gunk in the air. I highly recommend that you use these masks instead.
Also, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, please PLEASE cough and sneeze into the inside of your shirts and arms! And, wash your hands often! Not doing so is a great way for infection to spread.
The cycle of infection:
(Note: image is not mine and credit goes to owner)
Stay safe and healthy! 💕
coronavirus but instead of the doctors having to wear a lot of protectuve stuff they use the people that don’t stay at home or wash their hands to work. they tell em what to do over a mic and they wear a collar that gives electric shocks in case they misbehave
Sometimes I really like human creativity and like, solidarity.
The youngest boy from my neighbors turned 11 yesterday, but non of the family was allowed to go outside, because the mother of the family works in a hospital. So what we, as a neighborhood, decided to do was go outside where the father had drawn squares for everyone so we wouldn't be too close to each other. My mother put some birthday music on and one of the neighbors had brought a pan and wooden spoon to bang on real loud, prompting a few other people, myself included, to run inside and grab pots and pans.
And then we just sang for the boy, while he was standing on the balcony of his house and the parents put cake outside for us to take if we wanted to. I just thought it was a beautiful moment, to get together as a neighborhood and sing for this boy's birthday.
Given the situation in the world right now this may not have been the best t-shirt to wear in public...
We just got the news that our school is closing until at least the 31st of March and the first thing this dude in out class group chat sais is
"minecraft survival mode on"
Like... Dude....