Female Calm Heartbeat Ekg

⚡️shock my pump until it beats again⚡️

It was a rainy day. The weather was chilly and gloomy. I stay alone so I was really bored. My friends and I had planned for a road trip but the weather destroyed it.

I prepared myself a hot cup of coffee to relax and feel warm. As I drank my coffee, I chest started feeling weird. I thought it was due to the weather, you know, cold weathers really have a bad impact on my chest. So i ignored it sipping on my coffee and listening to music. Within few mins, my chest started to ache more than before and I began to lose control over my breathe. I tried staying calm but not long after that, I started feeling light headed. I felt as if someone was hammering sharp nails on to my chest. I clenched ny chest in pain and guess what? I almost felt like my heart popped out of my ribs.

I love fast and irregular heartbeats, so as i felt my heart out of control I got too excited. I lost complete control over my breathing and I was grasping for air. I wanted someone to rip open my shirt and soothe my struggling heart. Even though I my heart ached, I wanted to record the melody of my struggling heart.

I opened the first three buttons of my shirt and I was already feeling tired. I could see my chest rising and falling and my boobs bouncing with each heart beat. I placed my hand under my left breast and felt my heart beat. It felt like my heart could pop out any moment. I couldn't control my excitement but my heart really ached with every beat. I grabbed my empty coffee cup and pressed it as hard as I can with an earphone connected to my phone so that I could record it. I knew I would pass out anytime soon as my chest really began to ache.

That was the last thing I remember. When i woke up, I could find myself attached with drips on my wrist and wires all over my chest. My heart rate was running on 145 bpm. The doctor informed me that my heart rate was over 230 bpm when I came it.

So probably this recorded heartbeat ranges anywhere between 200 bpm - 260 bpm. I suffer from arrhythmia so it took a toll on my chest. I feel alright now but I get excited whenever I hear to this. I'm a dark cardiophile so I love feeling the pain in my chest. Hope you guys like it!

been a while. ;) 

(oh my frick plz use headphones)

A journey through the heart of Ceruleanbeats as she exercises and recovers an exploration of her valves and chambers as her healthy heart pounds.

Another edit done with permission let me know what you guys think. tried to find some different internal footage this time, another edit on the way :)

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New features :

- no activity check ups anymore

- no kicking (max banning)

I want my sever be more Uh.. Known and able for everyone! 💕

Future plans for this year's are :

- Work on Laila's pngtuber

- Stream more often after my visa is finished

- Receiving heart rate monitor 💕

- Streaming while I play or draw with the heart rate monitor! (gonna be so much fun).

- Get proper microphone so I can do live heartbeat sharings.

- Create Laila's lore comic.

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Hot defibs,.. 😈❤️⚡

Hot resus play.

As Elle made her way back from the beach, the warmth of the sun still lingering on her skin, she felt a sudden wave of dizziness. The world around her began to blur and spin, her legs growing heavy with each step. She tried to steady herself, to push through the haze that was quickly overwhelming her, but it was no use. The last thing she saw before everything went dark was the shimmering ocean in the distance.

Elle crumpled to the ground, her body lying motionless on the sunlit path. It wasn't long before two male medics arrived at the scene. Their movements were swift and efficient, a practiced choreography of urgency and precision.

"Let's get her stabilized," one of them said, his voice calm but filled with the gravity of the situation. Both medics were clad in dark uniforms, their blue gloves standing out against the fabric as they quickly assessed her condition.

Without hesitation, one of them pulled out trauma shears and began to cut through Elle's pink vest, the fabric giving way easily as they worked to expose her chest. The bright color of the vest contrasted sharply with the pale skin beneath, now visible in the warm afternoon light.

"Pads ready," the second medic said, pulling out the AED. They applied the adhesive pads to her bare chest, one just below her collarbone and the other on her side, near her ribcage. The machine began its analysis, its robotic voice filling the air with instructions.

As the AED worked, the first medic wrapped a blood pressure cuff around Elle’s arm, inflating it to get a reading while his partner inserted an airway into her mouth to keep her airway open. He gently positioned it, careful not to cause any discomfort, while his colleague prepared the stethoscope.

The black stethoscope was placed against Elle’s chest, its cold diaphragm contrasting with the warmth of her skin. The medic listened intently, his brow furrowing in concentration as he tried to pick up any signs of life from her heart. There was a moment of stillness, the world around them fading into the background as they focused solely on Elle’s fragile heartbeat.

"She’s in V-fib," the medic with the stethoscope confirmed, his voice low but steady.

"Charging," the other medic responded, the AED beeping as it prepared to deliver a shock. The tension was palpable, every second stretching out as they waited for the machine to signal.

"Clear!" The command was sharp, both medics pulling back their hands as the AED delivered its jolt. Elle's body jerked violently, her chest arching off the ground for a brief moment before collapsing back down, still lifeless.

They paused, holding their breath as they waited to see if her heart would respond, if the shock would be enough to bring her back. The silence was heavy, the only sound being the rhythmic beep of the AED as it resumed its analysis.

What happens next?

I’m such a social media virgin I swear. Just learned abt something called thighsday. Anyways