#budget herbalism

[samwisethewitch]

Grocery Store Fire Cider

I try to always have fire cider on hand during the colder months. Fire cider is vinegar infused with warming, expectorant (mucus-clearing) herbs to help clear out gunk from our respiratory system. It's great for clearing up congestion and helping with wet coughs. Since pretty much everyone in my house tends towards wet cold symptoms (congestion/runny nose, coughing up mucus, etc.), we go through a lot of this stuff every cold and flu season.

I take a shot of fire cider as soon as I feel congestion or a wet cough coming on, or if I've been around someone I know is sick. While it doesn't always keep me from getting sick, I do think it helps speed up my recovery and keep my symptoms less severe.

A lot of fire cider recipes online and in herbalism books call for less common herbs that need to be purchased online or from a speciality herb shop. This year, I decided to make a batch with only herbs you can buy cheaply at most grocery stores. Here's the recipe for my fellow herbalists on a budget!

You will need:

A quart mason jar

1 whole head of fresh garlic, peeled and roughly chopped, OR 3 spoonfuls of pre-minced jarred garlic

3 knobs of fresh ginger about the size of your thumb, roughly chopped, OR 3 spoonfuls of store-bought ginger paste

1 package fresh thyme OR 2 tablespoons dried thyme

1 package fresh sage OR 2 tablespoons dried sage

1 quart apple cider vinegar

There are two methods I've used to make this cider. The traditional method is a slow infusion that takes 2+ weeks, but I've also developed a fast infusion method for when I feel a cold coming on and need a batch of fire cider ASAP.

Traditional Method:

Add your herbs to a clean mason jar. Pour the vinegar over the herbs and fill the jar to the top. Put a lid on the jar. (Vinegar will corrode metal lids, so either use a plastic lid or place a square of parchment paper between your jar and the metal lid.)

Place the jar in a cool, dark place and allow it to infuse for at least 2 weeks and up to 1 month. You can strain the herbs out to store at room temperature, or you can do what I do and store the whole thing in the fridge, herbs and all.

If you leave the herbs in, you can keep this batch of fire cider going all winter by topping the jar up with more vinegar every time it gets below halfway full.

Fast Infusion Method:

Add the herbs to the mason jar like you would for the traditional method. Instead of adding vinegar, fill the jar halfway with boiling water. Let sit for 2-3 hours.

Once the water has cooled down to room temperature, fill the jar the rest of the way with vinegar. Let it sit overnight and then either strain the herbs out or store the whole thing in the fridge.

To use the fire cider, take a shot glassful whenever you feel cold symptoms coming on. If you made your cider with the traditional method, you can dilute it with water if your stomach doesn't handle acid well. You can also mix in some honey to improve the taste.

Please note that fire cider and other folk remedies are not a replacement for medical care. I highly recommend staying up to date on your flu and COVID-19 vaccines in addition to using remedies like this.

[cheekydimplesblog]

I Found The Best Mielle Rosemary Mint Oil Alternative

I Found The Best Mielle Rosemary Mint Oil Alternative

The internet seems to be losing its mind over the Mielle rosemary mint oil that was suggested by some big names in the world of influencers and now it is sold out everywhere. So, I thought why not try to find a dupe of Mielle rosemary mint oil that I can suggest as a worthy alternative for Mielle rosemary mint oil. And guess what I did found it! So if you’re looking for a high-quality hair oil…

[dotster001]

Hello! I really liked your fanfic about mistletoe and I would like to submit my application. Can you write what type of girl the characters in the twisted wonderland like?

What Kind of Girl they Like

Summary: Fem! Reader What girl the twisted wonderland boys say they will fall for, versus who they will be attracted to.

CW: Fem! Reader, some of the boys are assholes with their answers, it's explained away in the who they end up with section, so take it with a grain of salt, also these are just my opinions. If you don't agree that's ok!

A/n:it is truly humbling how few of these I actually fit the description of 😭 also, feel free to send in an ask if you want the staff and non nrc boys, or a masc. Reader version (there are some differences for some of them for a male lover)

Masc Version gn! Version

Heartslaybul 

Ace Trappola

What he says

"I dunno, she'd have a great bod and make me sandwiches. Kidding! Sevens, don't glare at me like that, I was just messing with ya! She's probably smart, and sweet as sugar, and let's me get into trouble. And a great bod wouldn't hurt- hey don't throw stuff at me!"

Who he ends up with

Ace is going to be naturally attracted to a girl he can "bring out the worst in."  She probably starts out shy and quiet, then Ace adopts her into his friend group, and now they are sassing each other back and forth. She calls him out on his bullshit, and fights against his teasing with teasing of her own. But she also takes care of him when he's down. He's hiding a lot of insecurity under his cool guy exterior, so if she lets him snuggle, and lets him whine, and then whispers how much she loves him, he'll be a happy man. Also, side note, he's fine if you like sports, but if you know nothing about basketball, it means he gets to look really good when you come to his games. Just saying….

Deuce Spade

What he says

"Huh, I've never really thought about it. Um, I guess she's nice and funny, and isn't scared of my past. I'd also want her to be a little like you, Y/N….not that I like you! Well, I like you, not like like you, shit I'm sorry! This isn't sounding any better…"

Who he ends up with

He really means it when he says he wants someone like you. You're one of his first friends, and, in his mind, the person you date/marry should be your best friend. But if it's not you he ends up with, he will probably be attracted to a girl who's book smart, but less street smart. A little "dumb" like him, in a cute kind of way. He likes a cuddler, and maybe a girl who is shorter than him so that he can feel like he's swallowing her whole when he wraps his arms around her. Also, someone who encourages him and helps him with his homework/paperwork. 

Riddle Rosehearts

What he says

"I don't have time for a relationship right now….but I think I want someone well behaved who follows the rules- what are you smirking at? Just because you're a rule breaker doesn't mean every girl is. I'd also like her to be in the medical profession. You know, someone who works the same profession as me so we have similar interests."

Who he ends up with

As much as he hates to admit it…he's attracted to rule breakers. Not as bad as Ace obviously, he's not trying to go gray early. But if she says something like "let's have a non herbal tea" when it's time for only herbal tea…damn what a rush. By the time he gets serious with someone, he'll be confident enough in himself to cut ties with his mother, so she has to be strong willed, and willing to live off of a low budget for a while.  He'll need someone understanding, who knows he'll have relapses and be too much and too angry sometimes, and she has to be understanding of that, and encouraging of improvement, or he'll live with guilt for the rest of his life. 

Trey Clover

What he says

"Someone who's willing to settle down and grow fat and old with me. You're laughing, but I'm going to be running my parents bakery, and feeding people is my love language. Speaking of, you better finish off that slice of cake before the others steal it."

Who he ends up with

Trey isn't that picky. He really means it when he says he wants someone to get old and fat with. That's his dream. Running a bakery with his wife by his side, and growing old together as your own kids grow up and bring home their own spouses. But he also wants a girl he can blindside with his sadistic side. Someone who'll enjoy that side of him, but also someone who easily forgets it's there. It makes things more fun for him.

Cater Diamond

What he says

"Ha ha someone trendy and totes hot. Someone totally cammable. Aw, are you jealous? Don't worry, you'll always be my fave girlie, even if you're not the girl I love."

Who he ends up with

Cater wants someone who won't disappear when he looks away. Yes, if she's "cammable" that's the first thing he's looking for, but when all is said and done, if she seems like she's going to be flaky, he won't take it too seriously either, as a defense mechanism. He needs a girl with mental endurance, because he's going to spend the beginning of the relationship trying to scare her off. Not that he wants to, he just needs to know he won't be left alone like he usually is. He is going to be attracted to a girl who humors his trends and magicam addiction, but who also sees through him. Someone balanced.  She sees the real Cay Cay, but she's also willing to be his "trophy wife" online.

Savannaclaw

Jack Howl

What he says

"Oh, I uh, well someone who can keep up on a run with me I guess…"

Who he ends up with

Jack says he wants someone who can work out with him. And he would really be happy if he had a girl who was as active as him…but he'd also be happy with a curvy girl. He gets blushy thinking about holding someone soft and plush against his firm muscles. But he's flexible. In the end he won't choose his future wife based on appearance and activity. Wolf beastmen mate for life, so the main thing he is looking for is loyalty. Loyalty, and someone who would want to raise lots of kids with him. As long as you have those two traits, nothing else really matters to him.

Ruggie Bucchi

What he says

"Girlfriends are expensive, shihihi. Tell you what, you find me a lady with sticky fingers, and we'll eat the rich together."

Who he ends up with

This is a deflection. Ruggie loves the idea of a busy business wife, while he is a trophy househusband, cooking and cleaning for his high powered  lady. He wants a strong woman who will scratch his ears and tell him he did such a good job! Then he'll draw her a bath, and massage her feet as she tells him about her day, then they'll snuggle and make out until they fall asleep…that's the dream anyway. He can be a little worker bee until you rise through the ranks, which you will, Ruggie has absolute faith in you. You guys can rob people early on if you have to. In short…Ruggie wants a dommish woman who will call him a good boy and keep him well fed.

Leona Kingscholar

What he says

"Body pillow"

"That's not-"

"Body pillow"

Who he ends up with

He's going to be attracted to a strong woman who whips his ass into shape. Someone who says, "Hey bitch, you're going to therapy, cause I love you and want you to be happy!" And then she actually makes him go. And when he does go, she rewards him with snuggles, and soft kisses. He wants a woman who's never scared of him, who's self assured, and is certain and vocal about her feelings for him.

Also, she has to accept that nighttime is when she's a body pillow. That's an absolute must.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

What he says

"Why do you wish to know? Are you attempting to reach my standards? Ha ha, let's see. A woman who is ethereal, who is willing to dress stunningly, and sit in my lap when I make deals, so that competitors can see what a high value man I am."

Who he ends up with

If that didn't make you want to throw up 🤢. He'll be attracted to someone who makes him feel beautiful in subtle ways. He knows how easy it is to spin a verbal web of lies. But there's some things you can't fake. Like allowing someone to rest on your lap, and caressing their hair. Or squeezing someone's hand gently when you have to let go. Or pressing a kiss to someone's cheek after you help them straighten their outfit. It's the soft romantic moments that'll speak to Azul when he finds his love. Aside from that, he's not looking for anything in particular. Just someone who makes him feel loved and beautiful.

Jade Leech

What he says

"Fu fu who's to say? Perhaps you are the woman of my dreams. Or not."

Who he ends up with

She's a woman who can see through him. She's someone who never compares him or confuses him for his twin. She's smart. Very smart. She eats his mushrooms and goes on hikes with him. She is patient with Floyd. What Jade is looking for….is female Jade. Someone like that is the only one who can truly keep up with him.

Floyd Leech

What he says

"Aw Shrimpy! Are you worried? Don't worry, whoever she is, I'll still squeeze ya!"

Who he ends up with

He's looking for someone fun. That's his only criteria. At least that's what he says. He can't be sure if he loves her because she's fun, or if she's fun because he loves her. In that sense, it's sort of a soulmate situation for Floyd. Whatever will be will be. He'll just know. 

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Also she has to be squeezable. 

Scarabia

Kalim al Asim

What he says

"I love everybody!"

"But-"

"Have some of this ice cream, it's amazing!"

Who he ends up with

He wants someone he can spoil, but he doesn't know that. It's something in his subconscious. He doesn't want things in exchange either. So she has to be someone who is okay with being spoiled, and doesn't feel guilty about it. He's going to be attracted to someone who loves life like him, but also helps to keep him grounded. And if she has a spark of danger in her, oh man, he'll be simping so hard. 

Jamil Viper

What he says

"I'm not going to even think about it until my freedom is assured. Kalim has promised, but it would be irresponsible to force someone into servitude with me."

Who he ends up with

Jamil is going to be attracted to a hard worker. Someone who's dedicated, and slightly serious. He's also looking for a girl who will see how hard he works, and pampers him from time to time. He's never been in charge of anything, so he likes being the boss of the household. Not that he doesn't see her as an equal! On the contrary, he wants his marriage to be a partnership. But the idea of having somewhere where he is king is definitely something he likes. She can rule the house from as well. They can split the time they rule over the household. They'll take turns being served and pampered.

Pomefiore

Epel Felmier

What he says

"Um, she knows I'm the boss. Wait, that came out misogynistic, sorry I jus mean she knows I'm manly and can support her an all that."

Who he ends up with

He says he wants a cutsie tiny housewife, so that he can be the manly man at the manliest job for mans. He really will be attracted to any girl who doesn't doubt his masculinity, nor call him cute. Someone who tells him that they feel safe and secure with him. He says he wants a short wife. But he's fine with any size or shape as long as she sees him as someone who can care for her. 

Rook Hunt

What he says

"Mademoiselle trickster, I can find beauty in every woman."

Who he ends up with

What he says is actually true. He can and will fall in love with every kind of woman. It's hard to say who he will tie himself to, in the end. It'll be someone who he heavily bonds with and imprints on. It's a lot like with Floyd. Essentially a soulmate situation.

Vil Schoenheit

What he says

"Hm. Why do you want to know, potato? I suppose she's professional, and beautiful, and cares about her image enough that she doesn't cause a scandal."

Who he ends up with

The thing about Vil is, he's not that far off from Rook in his take on beauty. He doesn't so much believe in conventional beauty, or societal beauty standards. He knows everyone has an individual definition of health and beauty. When he says he's looking for a beautiful woman, he's looking for someone who's willing to reach her full potential. Or, more accurately, to allow him to help her reach her full potential. Vil never admits it, but he adores pampering and styling people. His love language is helping people look their best. So if she's someone who knows herself enough to know what style she likes, he'll appreciate it, and take up the mantle of doing the hard work, ie making outfits, styling hair and makeup, formulating skin care etc. TLDR, he wants a confident self possessed woman he can dress like a doll, and show off.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

What he says

"-------------" mutes ipad.

In his head, he doesn't think any woman would ever love him. But his dream woman is a sexy anime cat girl.

Who he ends up with

What he'll be attracted to is someone who is patient, speaks at a reasonable volume, and is assertive enough to make him leave his room. Essentially, winning Idia's heart is a siege. You'll have to starve him out. That's the patience bit. The reasonable volume comes from him being easily scared by loud noises. Assertive enough to make him leave his room…well that speaks for itself. He wants to believe he can be part of the outside world, and the girl he will fall for will be willing to show it to him.

Diasomnia

Sebek Zigvolt

What he says

"She is someone of noble bearing, who shall help me defend my liege!"

Who he ends up with

He'll fall for a woman who is stronger, mentally, physically, etc., than him. A woman who can put him in his place. A woman who speaks, and it makes him shut up, and sit pretty. She's assertive, and can come off as abrasive to others but to Sebek? Sevens, he'd die for a smidgen of her affection.

Silver

What he says

"I don't think it's worth it to try and define the girl I'll fall in love with. There are so many wonderful women, and my father always told me that love is the greatest mystery in this world. Who's to say who I'll fall in love with?"

Who he ends up with

Silver will fall for someone soft. The entire romance will be soft. Soft caresses in the moonlight. Soft kisses in the morning. Soft fingers gently intertwining.  She'll be empathetic about his sleep condition, never blaming him since it's not his fault. She'll be gentle with his animal friends. She'll be sweet and kind and the very image of a Disney Princess. I'm picturing Aurora, actually. How ironic.

Lilia Vanrouge

What he says

"Fu Fu Fu wouldn't you like to know."

Who he ends up with

Lilia can and has fallen for every kind of woman. He's lived a long time. He's had the time to romance lots of women.  What he'd probably fall for in this stage of his life, is someone he can tease, and play around with, but who is also ready to settle down a little bit. Someone who enjoys the little things in life. He's getting a little old. He wants to build onto his family that he already has. Silver can stand to have three or ten more siblings, right?

Malleus Draconia

What he says

"You."

Who he ends up with

You.

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[grotesque-grimoire]

Looking for active witch blogs that post:

🕯 Altars

☠ Baneful Magic (curses, hexes, jinxes, etc.)

💸 Budget / Poverty / Struggle / DIY / Upcycling Witchcraft

📖 Magical Books (pics of grimoire pages, flip-throughs, book recs/reviews, etc.)

💲 Money, Business, & Prosperity Witchcraft

💀 Necromancy, Death Witchcraft, and/or Cthonic/Death Deities (also funerary stuff, medical examination, etc., love that stuff)

🌿 Practical & Responsible Herbalism (gardening, cultivating, harvesting, foraging, herbal remedies, recipes, salves, ointments, etc. but no anti-science, anti-medicine, anti-allopathy shit)

📝 Sigils (free to use, preferably)

👻 Spirit Work (esp. animal spirits, dryads, egregores, genus loci, gorgons, & mermaids)

🥄 Spoon-Conscious Witchcraft (for those who are disabled, exhaust easy, etc.)

✨ Things relating to: Santa Muerte, Artemis, Serket/Selqet

🦴 Vulture Culture (responsible)

Reblog or send me an ask if you think your blog might suit my taste. Disclaimer: not Wiccan, not Pagan, not Heathen; just a witch who's curse-positive, eclectic, & agnostic.

[mars-and-the-theoi]

Low energy Devotional Acts for when you don’t have a lot of energy (or time, or money, etc.) pt. 8

💀Hades/Plouton💀

- listen to a devotional playlist for Him

- learn how to budget if able

- if you have a dog- spend some time with them

- if able volunteer at an animal shelter or volunteer to walk dogs

- if able learn about your ancestors

- learn about death magic and spirit work

- learn about death doulas

- learn about the Underworld or afterlives in general

- listen to ‘dark ambient’ soundscapes

- if able visit a cemetery

- learn about cemetery and graveyard etiquette

- learn about funerary practices throughout time and around the world

- wear black (can be as simple as a hair tie or socks to your whole outfit and even makeup!)

- listen to goth music

- carry some coins on you if able

- do Halloween or gothic themed coloring pages

- learn about the roles of hospice workers, funeral directors, morticians, etc.

- honor deceased loved ones (can be pets, friends, family members, etc. doesn’t matter)

- be kind to spirits and respect* them and the dead (*I know there are some folks who don’t deserve respect in death so obviously you don’t have to respect them this is just a more…in general kind of thing)

🌺Persephone🌺

- if able go on a walk (can be as simple as down the driveway and back up if that’s all you can manage)

- if unable to do that try to sit outside or open a window/door to let some fresh air in and open the blinds/curtains to let some sunlight in

- listen to nature soundscapes

- pick some flowers or get a bouquet for yourself or others

- learn about herbalism

- enjoy some pomegranates, pomegranate juice, or something with pomegranate in it

- listen to a devotional playlist for Her

- if able visit a cemetery

- learn, read, watch stuff about ghosts (yes even those weird ghost hunting shows that come on at like 2 am and make you feel like you’re experiencing a fever dream)

- learn about reincarnation

- be kind to Demeter

- if able donate to or volunteer at a battered women’s shelter and learn about their history and importance

- if able do some baking (especially bread)

- learn about the underworld or afterlives in general

[redheadspark]

hello i wanted to ask wether i could request number 3 with Azriel? <3 thank u!

A/N - Awww so sweet for Azriel! Thanks for requesting this, anon!

Tedious

Summary - Azriel brings you company for your tedious work

Warnings -Just some fluff

“Have you seen my wife?”

“Out in the garden, Az.”

“I thought she had paperwork to do today?”

“I think she wanted to do it outside.”

Elaine was right on that last part: you wanted to work out on the mini garden that was attached to the Townhouse.  The house actually summoned a small desk under the cherry blossom tree, along with a desk and a large cold glass of herbal.  You thanked the house in your own way, though you knew that the house already knew you were thankful enough as the paperwork was going by a bit quicker now.  You were now down to the last few pieces of documents that needed a look over and then your signature.  It was a blessing and a cure being High Lord’ Rhysand’s personal treasurer and Keeper of the Books. 

The cherry blossom tree giving you enough shade to hide from the blistering sun, the cool winds from the nearby mountains gave you some relief but not a while lot.  You could tell the sweat pooling at the back of your neck and trickling down to your lower back, wearing no shoes to have your toes dig into the grass beneath you to almost feel grounded. 

The back doors opened behind you, along with the sounds of heavy footsteps along the freshly cut grass was heard from your ears as you signed the document swiftly.  You moved to the next one on the untouched pile, the stack that was completely was kept tidy thanks to the magic of the townhouse.  A very soft touch of a scarred hand was on the back of your neck, you knowing that touch organically and you smiling as you kept reading the paperwork and circled where the change was needed.

“Must I speak to Rhysand in making you work on such a lovely day?” The dark yet soothing voice asked behind me as the hand was massaging your neck and the top of your spine.  You chuckled, circling some more errors with the red pen in hand.

“I don’t think so, my love. These are merely simple documents, he only wants me to look over them with my signature as an approval before he signs then finally,” You explained, “Nothing I can’t handle,”

“Still, you should be relaxing under the sun, not working,” He voiced as you finally paused as you placed the pen down and looked up at your husband and mate.  You saw the grin he had on his face and how his hand never left the back of your neck, still sporting his leather and his wings tucked away to not hit the branches of the Cherry Blossom Tree. 

Azriel.

“And you shouldn’t be out on missions,” You replied back, seeing him roll his eyes playfully as you pointed to his leathers he was still wearing, “Take that off before you get a heatstroke out here.  Come sit and join me,” 

Azriel chuckled as he listening to you, unzipping the top of the leathers to let the jacket slip off his body and the wings. Be he  tucked it behind your chair, another chair magically appeared out of nowhere next to your own.  You both laughed from the sudden appearance while you tugged the chair a bit closer to you.

“Apparently the townhouse knows for you to join me,” You teased as he sat down in the new chair, leaning back a bit and looking over the new paperwork that you finished editing. He took a couple, humming through and reading some of them as you watching with a smile.  Azriel knew your job was different than his, he had more of a dangerous job whereas you were simply making sure Rhysand was minding his P’s and Q’s with his budget and editing skills. To Azriel, it would have been tedious and torture to be sitting in one spot for far too long, and you wouldn’t dare to be a spy for more than an other. 

However, you two complimented each other so well outside of the working hours.  It seemed like you two were odd souls, not wishing to go out at night or go on crazy adventures.  Azriel would rather have a quiet night with you, curled up in front of a roaring fire if it was cool, simply enjoying each other’s company and letting the rest of the world slip away.  He had no need for a fast or intense life, nor did you.  

Just like now, sitting together under the shade of a tree and simply being together as one.

“Hmm, some of these seem to be negotiations,” Azriel hummed as you snatched the one document he was reading out of his grasp.

“You know reading classified documents is considered a crime?” You asked in a teasing tone as Azriel grinned widely, “Even for the Spymaster of Night Court?”

“What will Rhsyand to do me that he hasn’t tried to do before then, hhmmm?” Azriel asked coyly as you were looking over the last document.

“Those stories you told me were enough to know that he is harmless with you, Az,” You reassured him as he leaned back a bit in his chair, “I take it things are well at camp today?”

“More than well, the soldiers are finally getting back into shape thanks to Cassian.  I only needed to make a small audience with him and a couple of the captains to make sure things were accounted for.  I have the next few days off, you know,”

“Ah, imagine my surprise that I too have a few days off.  Perhaps we can head to the mountains for the weekend, we’ve been needing to for weeks,” You suggested as your eyes were proofreading and making the right edits with your pen.

“I think that will be perfect,” Azriel agreed, you then signing the bottom quickly before you let your pen unceremoniously drop on the table.  As the paper then fell onto the complete pile and you took a long drink from the tea to cool your throat.  Azriel hummed happily, seeing you drink lost of your tea down as he then took your hand in his and helped you up from the chair.

“Now that you’re done with that tedious task,” He replied, you laughing as you grabbed the pile to place under your arm, “Shall we cool off with a shower?”

“You’re such a brute, you know that?” You asked, though you meant nothing behind it as you two walked towards the backdoors to go back into the townhouse again.

“I’m your brute, happily and always,” He replied as he leaned over to give you a passionate kiss before you both disappeared into the Townhouse.  

The End.

[brightgnosis]

The "Domestic Magics" and What It Means (To Me) To Be A Hearthkeeper

I’m a full time «NonTrad» Homemaker due to unfortunate health circumstance, turned accepted and celebrated life profession.

Religiously, spiritually, and magically, the Home itself is considered a sacred space to me (the third most sacred- following the Temple in all its forms, then the Garden). And since I cannot actually have children myself, I personally view the community as a substitute, and therefore as an extension of my Hearth. Community building and education, and related activities, are therefore likewise considered further extensions of these practices by proxy.

I heavily practice the traditional magical arts of Cottagecraft, Hearthcraft, Kitchencraft, and Greencraft as they're understood within the Traditional NeoWiccan religion and framework as a result; I use the parallel phrases 'Domestic Witchcraft' and 'Domestic Magics' as an umbrella to refer to a wide variety of individual subsets of Witchcraft and their related spells and rituals within my practice.

'Domestic' is defined thus:

(General) Pertaining to the home, household, household affairs, or family.

(Of A person) Devoted to home life, family life, or household affairs.

'Domestic Witchcraft' is therefore any collection of spells or rituals which have a foundation in (or around)- or an effect on- the home, as well as one’s family and guests.

Within NeoPaganism these individual practices of Cottagecraft, Hearthcraft, Kitchencraft, and Greencraft are unfortunately incorrectly conflated into one system at times. Typically under the moniker of “Cottagecraft” (or sometimes "Hearthcraft" or "Hedge Witch") as a catch-all. Personally, however, I dislike this penchant greatly as I feel each category is itself a unique specialization.

There may be overlap between each group due to the nature of sharing the same domestic focus. But they are still distinct areas of magic and focus, each. Specializing in one does not assume specialization in the others by proxy. I define each of the 'Domestic Magics' individually as follows, for this reason:

➻ Cottagecraft: A denomnative form of Domestic Witchcraft which is focused around the (general) interior of the Home and its Household inhabitants. This may include activities and spells with a heavy influence on crafting and DIY, home protection, familial harmony, household finances, budget Witchcraft, and similar things.

➻ Kitchencraft: A denomnative form of Domestic Witchcraft which is focused in and around the Kitchen itself, as a separate entity from the home as a whole. This may include activities and spells with a heavy influence on cooking, baking, food, and similar things- especially for harmony, healing, etc; does not focus strictly to the household, but can also focus on one's community.

➻ Hearthcraft: A denomnative form of Domestic Witchcraft which is focused on the Hearth or Fireplace, as a separate entity from the home as a whole. This may include spells and activities with a heavy influence on fire, warmth, comfort, protection, and similar things- but in a manner different than Cottagecraft. Especially through the use of fiber-based arts and crafts (such as sewing, knitting, or embroidery [sic]), and Ancestor and Spiritwork; like Kitchencraft, it does not focus strictly to the household, but can also focus on one's community.

➻ Greencraft: A denomnative form of Domestic Witchcraft which is focused in and around the Yard or general (immediate) exterior of the Home. This may include spells and activities with a heavy influence on crystals and plants, Herbalism (magical, spiritual, medicinal, or otherwise), gardening and / or landscaping (magical, spiritual, medicinal, or otherwise), connection with Plant Spirit Allies and Land Spirits, general connection with Earth Energies, ecoregional and bioregional studies, and similar things- but does not include animals.

If I really need a catch-all term for simplicity’s sake, then I call them the “Domestic Magics” as a way to retain their individual definitions while still using a generalized, all encompassing term which is relevant to their shared realm of material focus. And I call myself a "Hearthkeeper", personally, as a practitioner with a heavy primary emphasis on all such forms of Domestic Magics (rather than someone who only practices one or two).

Again, however: This has nothing to do with Hedgecraft. Hedgecraft is a form of witchcraft that deals with Spirits and the boundary between plains (ours and the Otherworld)- including, depending on the practitioner, practices such as the use of ritual Entheogens, ritual transformation, Skinchanging, and other actions. It is more closely allied with Traditional Witchcraft than it is Wicca and NeoWicca, and the Eclectic NeoPaganism that masquerades as such.

I am also a Hedge Witch. Hedge Witchcraft does not have anything to do with my Domestic Practice.

This account is run by a Dual Faith «(Converting) Masorti Jew + Traditional NeoWiccan» & «Ancestral Folk Magic Practitioner» with 20+ years of experience as a practicing Pagan and Witch. If that bothers you, don't interact.

[cycian]

I feel like Andreja and Sarah need kisses on the foreheads.

You're right and you should say it!

Andreja and Sarah get kissed on the forehead, pure fluff, around 800 words under the 'read more'

I feel like Andreja and Sarah need kisses on the foreheads.

Andreja

Andreja groaned with pride as she set the bar down for the last set of her workout. She let her eyes close for a second as the Spacefarer took the weights off the bar, stretching across the bench. She felt a towel wipe the sweat off her brow and offered a shy smile to the Captain. This level of intimacy was new to her, but just as refreshing as the feeling of relief and satisfaction that she got from her exercise meditation.

The simple act of her dearest wiping her brow so that she could fully enjoy the relaxation that the end of her physical exercise entailed filled her heart with joy. To be loved, to be understood and allowed to bask in the moment made Andreja’s heart leap.

But that was nothing compared to the feeling of lips pressed against her forehead. A surprised chuckle escaped her lips as she felt two hands steadily gripping her shoulders, before giving them a quick massage.

“I am truly blessed to be with you, my dearest.” Andreja finally opened her eyes, letting them get lost in her Captain’s own. The Spacefarer’s forehead came to rest against hers and Andreja could not resist the urge to let her eyes close again.

She had spent so long, always keeping one eye open, never getting the privilege of being able to simply let herself be. Another kiss on her forehead and gentle hands on her shoulders.

She’d never look back. There was so much more to look forward to.

Sarah Morgan

The pile of data slate on top of her desk somehow kept growing taller. Sarah Morgan was unsure on how such a feat was possible—but she’d learnt that paperwork was akin to Old Earth witchery decades ago and had since made her peace with it. It was a shame, really. Such a gorgeous day would have been better spent in the Great Unknown. Yet, she was stuck. Stuck behind that desk with no possibility to grab coffee (Vladimir had been hogging the kitchen with Andreja and there was no way she was making her way past him without getting caught up in one of his tales) and stuck with paperwork.

She’d watched the day go by through numbers and short messages to Walter. Stuck.

The Chair of Constellation was so caught up in the five data slates whose data did not up that she had failed to notice the side door to her bedroom and office slowly creak open. She was only broken out of her reverie once a hand softly forced the data pad down, replacing it with a warm cup of tranquilitea.

Her tired eyes met the Spacefarer’s, as they let their weight rest against her desk, littered with data slates, notes and loose pieces of paper.

“You should get some rest, Sarah.”

She narrowed her eyes and resisted the urge to roll them, instead opting for a long swig of the warm beverage. Chamomile and Valerian—someone was attempting to fix her sleep schedule. Before she could retort anything regarding the matter, the Captain’s hands busied themselves. They stacked the slates on one side of the desk, and the paper notes on the other side. They proceeded carefully, giving Sarah plenty of time to object.

A couple of months ago, she probably would have asked them to leave her to it—it was her duty, as Chair of Constellation, to handle the brunt of the paperwork. Yet, with a warm cup of tea in her hands, and the care with which her partner put away the cause of today’s headache, she could not find it in her to complain.

She watched, almost hypnotized, her vision blurring as the sleep and herbal tea finally caught up to her. She felt a pair of strong arms lift her off her seat, before her back met the familiar softness of her mattress.

“’m sorry, budgeting tires me out faster than fighting terrormorphs, it seems.” Sarah mumbled as her partner helped her out of her shoes and jacket.

“Shush, just get some rest.”

Sarah wondered if that was one of the Captain’s powers, to make her feel so… serene. After over a decade of being constantly at war with herself, it felt eerie. Eerie to no longer be pushing against sleep, for fear of nightmares and the cold sweat that followed in their wake—no longer straining every limit her body and mind had to keep Constellation running single-handedly. She would’ve loved to voice her appreciation for her partner, but to no avail. As their lips met her forehead, their weight against her body, no word could come out.

She settled for the next best thing. She let herself be embraced, she let her forehead be kissed a dozen time over. Sarah Morgan let herself be cared for.

Sarah let herself be loved.

[thedustybunny]

Chamomile kisses - Chapter 11

Viktor x Fem!Reader

In the wake of the council meeting, (Y/n) found herself plunged into a whirlwind of meetings, orchestrating a symphony of ideas with architects and construction crews. Their collective goal was to breathe life into her grand vision: a greenhouse that would stand as a testament to botanical wonder and scientific innovation. The council had generously furnished her with the budget she needed, driven by the anticipation of unveiling this botanical masterpiece to the academy and beyond.

Determined to surpass the council's expectations, (Y/n) poured her heart and soul into every detail of the design. She envisioned a structure that would not only captivate with its beauty but also push the boundaries of botanical research. Her determination was unwavering, fueled by the memories of her victorious council meeting where she had, albeit indirectly, triumphed over Viktor.

While Viktor had receded from the forefront of her daily life, another figure had risen to prominence. Jayce, with his daily offerings of coffee in the morning and soothing tea in the evenings, became a constant presence. Though coffee wasn't her preferred choice, she couldn't resist the warmth that his small gestures brought to her heart.

"(Y/n), I brought your favorite brew," Jayce would say with a grin, handing over a steaming cup of coffee.

She'd chuckle softly, "Thank you, Jayce."

He'd just wink and reply, "I heard it helps with focus, especially when you're dealing with those architectural blueprints."

Their playful banter became a comforting part of her routine. As days turned into weeks, the greenhouse plans took on a life of their own, meticulously detailed and bursting with botanical potential.

One evening, as they sat amidst a pile of sketches and diagrams, Jayce glanced up from his tea. "You know, (Y/n), this place is going to be incredible when it's finished. You're changing the academy's landscape, quite literally."

She smiled, the weariness of her hard work melting away for a moment. "Thanks, Jayce. I hope it brings something special to this place."

The week had flown by, filled with architectural plans and blueprints, and now, (Y/n) was back to her usual routine. The greenhouse designs were complete, and construction was set to begin. She strolled down the academy's hallway, headed for her clinic, her customers eager for her return. Familiar faces greeted her warmly, and she shared pleasantries with them as she fished her clinic key out of her pocket.

Yet, amidst the friendly exchanges and the anticipation of resuming her work, (Y/n) couldn't help but notice an odd sensation prickling at the back of her neck. The faint clicking of Viktor's cane reached her ears, and it sent a shiver down her spine. His presence was unmistakable, and she felt an unusual tension in the air as he passed her by without a single word.

As she unlocked the clinic door and let her customers in one by one, that unspoken encounter with Viktor left her with a lingering unease. Something was off, and she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Dismissing her apprehension, she threw herself into her work, carefully selecting herbal remedies and luxury items for her loyal customers.

Stepping into the clinic, the fragrant aroma of herbs enveloped her, and for a moment, (Y/n) felt a deep sense of belonging. It was as though the herbs whispered to her, assuring her that this was where she was meant to be.

As the day wore on, (Y/n) found herself serving her last customer, the kind-hearted Mrs. Brickle, a sweet elderly woman who had been a regular at her clinic for years. Their exchange was more than just business; it was a chance for them to chat about life.

Mrs. Brickle, with her warm smile, said, "You know, dear, it's always such a pleasure to visit your clinic. Your remedies work wonders, but it's your company that truly makes my day brighter."

(Y/n) returned the smile. "Thank you, Mrs. Brickle. It's wonderful to have you here, and I'm always delighted to hear how well you're doing."

Their conversation continued, touching on various aspects of life, from the changing seasons to the joys of family. Mrs. Brickle was not just a customer; she felt like a cherished friend.

Finally, as the sun began its descent, (Y/n) closed up shop, prepared to leave the lab behind for the day. As she reached for the door handle, her eyes fell upon an unexpected sight: a tall, narrow vase placed right at the base of her door. A handwritten tag dangled from the stem of a single, beautiful rose inside. It simply read, "For (Y/n)."

She couldn't help but smile, her heart skipping a beat. "Is this from Viktor?" she wondered aloud, a newfound sense of happiness filling her. With the vase in her hands, (Y/n) made her way home, the single rose a silent, enigmatic gesture that left her wondering about Viktor's intentions.

The following day, (Y/n) continued her tireless work, overseeing the construction of the greenhouse while managing her clinic. The atmosphere between her and Viktor remained frigid, with only icy gazes exchanged as they passed each other in the hallway.

Her workday extended late into the evening, and as she finally prepared to leave the lab, there, once again, was a surprise waiting for her. A small box of chocolates lay outside her door, its contents promising sweet delights. The accompanying note read, "For My Dearest, (Y/N). A sweet reminder that I'm still thinking of you."

Overwhelmed with happiness, (Y/n) couldn't contain her excitement. She squeaked in delight, her face flushed as she held the box of chocolates close to her chest. This gesture from Viktor hinted at something more, and she couldn't help but dream of the new opportunities it might bring. Her journey with Viktor was taking an unexpected turn, and she eagerly looked forward to where it might lead.

[counsellorerestor]

Erestor's office is a fairly comfortable, inviting place, as far as offices go; Erestor's stance is that, since he spends so much time in it, he sees no reason he should not work in comfort.

There is a large window to let in the breeze and the scent of Imladris' gardens, and a little fireplace to keep the room warm in winter, with a map of Eriador over the mantelpiece. Bookshelves line the room, mostly filled with neatly labelled and organised records but also with several tomes of history, maps, and the odd treatise on natural philosophy. A cupboard near the fireplace houses a tea set and tea leaves as well as a stash of dried fruits and nuts, and a bottle of wine at the bottom for when he and Elrond toast the completion of a treaty or trade agreement.

The room is dominated, however, by a massive desk of fine walnut, its surface smooth and its legs sturdy, yet finely carved, with a matching cushioned chair. There is a neat filing system set up on a corner of the desk, housing several scrolls and sheaves of paper. There is Erestor's journal, housing his various tasks and lists for each day, and a calendar with various dates and events marked on it, and a little set of correspondence set aside for later. The drawers house a selection of fine quills and ink, fresh paper, and sealing wax and an official seal of Imladris, alongside a little pot of lavender salve to moisturise his hands and another herbal balm for the occasional migraine. A second chair sits on the other side of the desk, though unlike Erestor's own chair this one is not cushioned, suggesting that he does not want guests to linger.

Candles illuminate the occasional late night he spends at his desk, though it is daytime now. The room smells pleasantly of paper and lavender.

The Elf himself is standing by one of his shelves, frowning down at a report. In-between working through the newest arrow budget, he idly ponders lighting the fireplace; the chill of early spring is still in the air.

He glances up at the sound of footsteps through the open door.

[fe-fictions]

Gaius x Robin Commission (Robin gets pregnapped and Gaius is,,, super not okay with it >:O )

Since the end of the Valmese War, and your return to the living world, you found yourself back in the busy world of reconstruction and regrowth. 

There wasn’t as much for you to do as a tactician, and since Gaius was a reformed thief turned war hero, he was now on the right side of the law and would become an upright citizen dedicated to helping you restore the halidoms from Ylisstol’s castle.

But what this meant was that while there was plenty of work to be done, there was a lot more free time on your hands compared to war time. Now that things were busy again, it was getting difficult to find time to relax. 

The hustle and bustle of a growing halidom meant that more needed to be done by Chrom’s chief advisor, baby or not. Gaius was the one who was most worried about it. 

“You know, just because everyone else is getting busy, that doesn’t mean you have to as well, Bubbles.”

You glanced up from your work, where you’d been hunched in your office since the dawn. Your husband didn’t waste much time, closing the distance and circling around your desk. He pulled your chair back, forcing you away from the paperwork.

A small whine escaped you, though your glare was more jovial than annoyed.

“Gaius, this is an important budget proposal I have to review. Miriel was insistent that I give her my recommendations on it by the end of the day-”

“That would’ve been fine four months ago.” He put his arms on either side of you, gripping the back of the chair. “But unfortunately, you’ve been given strict rules not to overwork yourself until the baby’s born. And even then, Maribelle said you’d have to take it easy for another three months.”

“Gods…that’s such a waste of time!”

“She just said to ease back a little.” Gaius reminded you, taking your hands and lowering your arms so that they were wrapped around his waist instead. 

He gently rested your head on his chest, smiling fondly at his pouting, pregnant wife.

“It’s still too long.” You sighed, squeezing him close.

“Yes, yes. How ever will you survive without working yourself to death?” 

“Oh, hush.” You rolled your eyes, “How about you let me finish this review, and afterwards we can take a nice, long break together.”

“Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?” His question was earnest, which received a warm smile and a squeeze of his hands.

“I would actually love it if you could bring me some of that herbal tea in the royal kitchen. It helps a lot with the back aches, and I’ve been feeling it for the last couple hours.”

“Sure.” He helped you up, “And would you like a sweet treat with that bitter medicinal swill?”

“That would be wonderful, yes.” You grinned at him, leaning up to kiss him. “Thank you for being so perfect.”

“Why don’t you take a little walk in the meantime? That’ll help with the aching while you wait.” 

You opted for a brisk walk in the courtyard. It was actually quite relaxing, and did help ease the tension in your back. The tea would certainly take care of the rest.

Within ten minutes, you opted to head back, figuring Gaius would be ready by then. But when you returned to the office, you found your office empty, only a cup of tea and some biscuits waiting on the desk.

“Guess he had something come up,” You shrugged, had a sip and a bite, and continued with your work. But the ache in your back didn’t ease like normal. A stronger, more irritable ache in your skull started, instead. 

“Ugh…” You groaned, pressing your hands to your head. A sudden migraine was abnormal. The world became blurred, a pit in your stomach. This wasn't an illness. It happened too suddenly. 

It was poison.

“Gaius…s-someone…” Your words were too quiet and too slurred to be coherent. You tried to stand from the desk, but your legs gave out from under you. The cup crashed to the floor in your attempt to catch the desk.

You felt the stone strike against your head, and then…there was nothing.

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Gaius was held up by the lack of tea supplies. For some reason, he couldn’t find the right kettle, or the medicinal herbs, or even the cup you preferred. 

The cabinet he had kept everything of yours carefully stored in (the one he shared with you, that most of the royal chefs allowed you two to use)...had been compromised.

Everything was gone.

Gaius was not immediately concerned until he heard from every person he asked in that kitchen if they’d seen your herbs or dishes. To his chagrin, none of them had, save for one…who thought they’d seen Gaius come by earlier to make your tea. 

An impostor.

Gaius was sprinting away from them within seconds. Fear and adrenaline spiked, fueling his system to burst towards the monstrous mess that was coming. He fought the panic back as best he could, but deep down he knew what happened

‘It’s been years…dammit, it’s been this long with nothing-!! Why would they go after her now?!’

Gaius swerved around the corner, clearing the corridors and practically running over anyone who stood in his way by mistake. The door to your quarters was still locked, how he’d left it. Surely you returned from your walk by now. He tore the key from his pocket and thrust the door open.

“Robin?! Robin!!” He called after you, but received no response. He rushed to the office,; and his heart dropped to the floor.

Your tea cup was shattered, spilled all over the stone. Your desk was a mess, and your window, behind the chair…was unlatched. On the windowsill was a single flower; a snapdragon blossom.

The calling card of the thieves’ guild.

“Oh no. Oh gods…oh, oh, Robin-” He stumbled over his feet, trying desperately to turn on his heel and break out of the room. The Exalt was summoned frantically, which didn’t take long to cause a chaotic panic among Shepherds.

Gaius shouting “Robin’s been kidnapped!!”, fomented chaos. He was ripping through the palace, and lighting a fire under every single Shepherd he could find. 

Soon enough, there was a council room filled to the brim with confused and worried soldiers.

“How did she get kidnapped? It��s not even the dead of night-- how did anyone miss that?!” Stahl asked right out the gate. Frederick grimaced, unfurling a map of the continent and another with schematics of the castle.

“I am uncertain, which is alarming. It is not as if we leave the palace understaffed in terms of security. And Robin is extremely capable of defending herself.”

“That’s because these aren’t your run-of-the-mill criminals we’re talking about.” Gaius said, showing them the flower. “This is a message. It was left on the sill in Robin’s office.”

“A snapdragon.” Miriel observed simply, “It symbolizes deceit, does it not?”

“It does. It’s a message from the thieves’ guild.”

“What?” Sully stared at him, incredulous. “No way! We took down that band of fools ages ago. Hells, you were there! You helped us out!!”

Gaius nodded, recalling the days during the war when he’d provided the imperative information to take apart one of Ylisse’s biggest challenges; its organized crime ring.

He had been a part of it, long ago. Though it had served as little more than another avenue for him to bring in cash when he needed it. The ties had been cut long ago in an effort to preserve himself and his own interests. 

He needed to build trust with the Shepherds, and he wasn’t concerned about potential fallout. He didn’t have anything to lose, before. 

“They’re using Robin to get to me. They won’t give her back willingly, and I don’t know what they want to trade with me in exchange for her safety.” Gaius’ hands were on the table, scouring the maps in an attempt to avoid the pitying eyes of his friends and allies.”

“They want revenge.” Chrom’s hand was on his forehead, feeling the gravity of the situation increase exponentially. “If they were able to slip into the palace that easily, they knew how to navigate it. There must be a route that they took, right?”

“There’s a good chance they entered through the catacombs beneath; it would be most difficult to spot them there.”

“And where do these lead to?”

“There’s a network all throughout Ylistol. If they were able to access the royal catacombs, then they likely found an opening. And the entrances to the catacombs are…here, here and here.”

The group gathered around the map as it was marked at the southern and north-eastern sections of the castle.

“If they took that route…it would toss them pretty far from one of their hideouts. Hells, we could throw wyvern riders out there just to be safe, but it’s too open.”

His finger drifted from the southern point to the second marker, tapping his finger against the parchment.

“If they came out here…there’s a hideout 50 miles from here. It’s in the hills, and it’s tough to find; harder to get access to. If they‘re back in their hole, I wouldn’t doubt it’s this one.”

“And if they set up a new hideout? One you didn’t help us find?”

“Then I will spend every waking second hunting them down. I’m not leaving a single stone unturned.” Gaius vowed, his glare furious and filled with purpose. 

They were not going to get away with the foolish choices they made.

“Gaius, I understand your concern. Truly, I do. We’re all worried about Robin and Morgan. But I want to make sure you aren’t going to do anything rash.” Chrom said firmly, “We cannot risk you going rogue and getting injured because you lost control trying to get Robin back.”

“I would never let that happen.” Gaius snapped at him, “But you’re not gonna stop me from trying to find her. I’m not gonna lose her like this!”

“And you won’t. We’re bringing Robin home.” Chrom reassured him, looking tentatively to his knight commander. “But I don’t want you to get hurt trying to save her on your own. So promise you won’t go after her until we form a plan, as a unit.”

“A unit.” He repeated, his voice quieter. He looked around the room, “The amount of time it’ll take to get everyone ready is time we can’t waste. Just let me do this on my own!”

“We’re going to rescue her as a team- and that’s an order. Trust in us, Gaius.”

The thief was not happy. He was angry, and he was afraid. The guild didn’t work slowly, and they didn’t want her unless he came as a result.

There was no time to spare. 

Gaius bit his tongue and nodded, relenting to the Exalt’s command. He watched as the group returned their focus to the map, starting to draw together a strategy. 

They would form a final plan within a few hours, at least, and by then everyone would be ready to go.

As far as Gaius was concerned, a few hours was a waste of your time.

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“Lord Chrom!!”

Sully’s voice rang out from the armory, where teh Shepherds had gathered hardly an hour earlier. She rushed to him and Lissa, her face pale and jaw clenched.

“Nobody can find Gaius anywhere.” She reported grimly, “And Cordelia reported that we’re missing a Master Seal from our stock.”

“Oh gods.” Chrom pinched the bridge of his nose. “He didn’t.”

“We need to move, quickly.” Frederick spoke from the side, looking just as grim as Chrom. “If he’s hunting them down we cannot risk letting him do more harm by acting alone.”

The Shepherds were whipped into an even more intense frenzy, rushing to go after not just their tactician, but a thief who likely just changed class to something even more lethal.

It was frightening to think what he was going to do next.

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Gaius was able to find the guild fairly quickly, thanks to his lingering connections with Ylisse’s underground. 

Tracking the hideout down to the southern-most point of the kingdom was what caused the biggest headache. But once he found the entrance he was looking for, there was nothing left to lose.

His class change had brought with it a much more vast knowledge of paralytic poisons, with all sorts of fun side effects that might bring them to the edge of death, but nothing more.

The blades in his hands worked quickly in the cover of darkness, striking out and drawing blood at any thief unfortunate enough to pass him by. 

He was rushing through the corridors, the hideout in poor shape and poorly put together. It was clear they were in dire straits.

They would have been welcome to rebuild in his mind, before all of this. Now…well, it was going to be torn down by his own hand.

Veiled in black robes, he navigated swiftly towards their holding cells. It wouldn’t be long before he got where he needed to. 

If they were going to hold a prisoner anywhere it would be somewhere secure…especially given the status of their victim.

He climbed to the ceiling, drawing himself up onto the rafters when he reached the guarded doors.

 Two men, neither had sensed him yet. The wood creaked beneath his feet where he was suspended. Just as they looked up, a dart struck each of their foreheads.

They both fell silently, slumped to the floor.

That would buy him at least thirty minutes, before the poison wore off. He dropped and fetched the keys, swiftly unlocking the doors and descending deeper into the pit of the hideout.

He barely breached the doorway when he heard a familiar, dry laugh.

“It’s about time you came, boy.”

Gaius froze. Standing at the end of the hall, lined by rusting prison bars and stained blood across the stone. There, at the very end, stood his wife, a knife to your throat, your arms and legs bound.

“Robin-” His heart was in his throat. “Baby, are you hurt? What did they do to you?”

“She’s all right for now, Gaius. If you don’t want anything to happen to your wife, or your child, I would put your weapons down and get your hands up.”

They knew you were pregnant. Of course they knew. 

Gaius lifted his arms, taking his weapons out and dropping them to the ground as instructed. Then his hands were in the air.

“All right. It’s all on the floor- I don’t have anything else. Now let Robin go! She doesn’t have anything to do with this!”

“I’m well aware. You gave us all up for a shot at the good life, didn’t you? You thought if you sold out the pepole who took you in and taught you every damn thing you know, that you could live the high life. Have a cushy job in the castle…have a little family…you didn’t think that was gonna really happen, right?”

“Tell me what you want, and let her go- I’ll do whatever you want, so long as she doesn’t get hurt. Just leave her out of this!”

“I’d be happy to…if you hadn’t made such a poor choice. You got to pay for what you did, boy. So here’s what we’re gonna do.”

Gaius’ arms were suddenly yanked behind him, and a boot connected with his stomach before he could even blink.

“Gaius!!”

Your panicked call was quickl silenced with a press of the blade, drawing blood from your skin. Your captor shoved you forward, forcing you to clsoe the distance where your husband was writhing on the floor.

“This is what I want. We’re gonna beat the shit out of you, like you deserve. And then we’re gonna take your wife…you’re never gonna see her again. And as soon as that little brat of yours is born…they’re gonna be a real thief; my progeny. That’s your penance, for destroying the world we worked so hard to build. You spilled our blood…so I’m taking yours.”

Gaius reached his hand out, inches from where you struggled against your captor’s hold. This wasn’t happening. This was a nightnare. He couldn’t lose everything.

“N-no…please…” He gasped, fire burning his lungs with every attempt.

Instead, he got another boot to his stomach. Blood sprayed from his mouth. You sobbed.

“Stop it- stop it, damn you!! H-he can’t fight back!”

“No, he can’t. Looks like little Sticky-Finges Gaius has become a pathetic little creature. And now he gets to watch as we rip his entire reason for living right out of his hands.” The bastard sneered, a sick grin spread wide across his face. “Enjoy this moment, boy. It’s the last time you’ll ever see her face again. Though if you grovel…I might reconsider.”

“Huh…” Gaius’ hand touched the man’s boot, “I d-don’t think so.”

Suddenly, you were released, the man’s body contorting with pain. He fell to the floor, writhing and crying out. Gaius grabbed your wrist, pulling you to his side. He struggled to his knees, holding you to him.

“G-Gaius!” You felt him loosen the bindings, before the rumble came overhead. The ceiling shook, debris falling onto you both. “Gaius what did you do?”

“Poison charms. One of the many…many advantages of the assassin class. Though…I only have a few of those.” He managed, “He’ll be fine in an hour or so…but for now, he can suffer for wat he did…to you.”

“What’s going on upstairs?” You pulled the ropes off, before taking him in your arms, drawing Gaius to your chest. “Is that the Shepherds?”

“I’d a-assume so…they probably aren’t happy that I came for you without them.” 

“You did what??” You gasped, cupping his face to draw his hazy gaze to yours. “Y-you got beaten half to death and they didn’t know you came after me? W-what were you thinking?!”

“I needed…to make sure you…were safe.” He grunted, trying to swallow down the pain reverberating through every bone in his body. His hand fell to your middle, the smallest swell of a baby bump skimmed by shaking fingers. “I wasn’t gonna w-wait around while you were stuck here. If they hurt you…”

“I know. You stupid man.” You shook your head, pressing a kiss to his forehead and hugging him tight. “Let’s try to stop the bleeding while we wait for the others…I don’t doubt they’ll be here soon. And, um…thank you. I can’t imagine what you were going through when you figured out what happened.”

“Don’t worry about it…I wasn’t gonna stop for a second. Not even Blue could’ve kept me from g-getting you two home.”

“You’re a valiant man.” You murmured, squeezing him close. “Now stop talking so much. You’re gonna exacerbate the internal bleeding.”

Gaius nodded, relinquishing control to his dear wife. You did have a good point; the sensations he was feeling weren’t particularly pleasant.

He was able to stay conscious long enough to see Maribelle and Vaike come careening into the holding space, and could hear incoherent scolding when more Shepherds showed up.

When he came to, he found himself in a cot, tucked away in Southtown’s clinic. He would turn on his side to find everything still hurt, and he was tied up in bandages from head to toe…but that his wife was curled up beside him, sleeping soundly with his hand held to your chest.

Gaius accidentally woke you up by throwing his arms around you and hugging you as tightly as he possibly could, and of course peppering you with a thousand kisses that you couldn’t have escaped from if you tried.

You were safe. The baby was healthy, and both spouses would be assigned a long, gentle recovery period until you could return to work.

With plans in place to make sure that should Gaius ever have to leave your side again (which he would make absolutely sure happened as little as possible), he would be easily accessible and could hurry back to you.

The nightmare was over. Mercifully, he was able to bring his family back home. A fear he would spend the rest of his life ensuring would never happen again.

[seraphic-saturn]

hello my love 💓🌸 hope you’re doing well! would you consider making a long detailed post about taurus placements observations , please?😍

Taurus Saturn in the 8th house suggests that individuals may encounter practical challenges and lessons related to shared resources, financial stability, and emotional intimacy in their lives. They may have a strong need for financial security and stability, often approaching their resources with a cautious and conservative mindset. They are likely to be diligent and disciplined in managing their finances and investments, preferring long-term and stable financial strategies over risky or speculative ventures. Taurus Moon opposite Scorpio Mars Individuals with this aspect might find themselves constantly balancing the need for emotional security and stability (Taurus Moon) with a deep-seated desire for intensity and emotional transformation (Scorpio Mars). They may struggle to find a harmonious equilibrium between their need for comfort and their inclination towards passionate and transformative experiences. Taurus Venus in the 6th House: Those with Taurus Venus in the 6th house express love and affection through practical gestures and a strong sense of devotion in their daily routines. They may find pleasure and joy in providing nurturing support and care to others in their workplace or daily activities.

Taurus Sun in the 3rd House: Individuals with Taurus Sun in the 3rd house tend to express themselves with patience and deliberation. They may have a strong connection to their immediate environment and find comfort in their local community. Their communication style is often deliberate and practical.

Taurus Sun in the 2nd House: These folks treat their possessions like royalty. Expect them to have a secret stash of delicious snacks that they guard with their life. They're the ones you call when you need advice on the best budget-friendly yet luxurious comfort items. Taurus Moon Conjunct Venus: These lunar bulls are the ultimate snuggle enthusiasts. They know all the coziest spots in town and have a sixth sense for finding the softest blankets. You'll often find them indulging in comfort foods and treating themselves to spa nights at home.

Taurus Mars in the 5th House: These fiery bulls are passionate about their hobbies and creative pursuits. You'll find them dedicating their energy to perfecting their artistic skills or throwing themselves into adventurous activities that get their adrenaline pumping. They're the ones always up for spontaneous fun!

Taurus Mercury in the 3rd House: These communicative bulls have a knack for turning the simplest conversations into delightful and engaging banter. They might be the ones who can effortlessly weave in humor and wit into any topic, making even the most mundane discussions entertaining and enjoyable. Taurus Chiron in the 6th House: These bulls have a natural talent for providing comfort and healing to those around them. They're the ones who always have a stockpile of soothing teas and herbal remedies for any ailment. Their nurturing and caring nature make them the go-to confidants for anyone in need of a sympathetic ear and a warm hug.

Hope this is helpful! Decided to do it at random like most observation posts are.

[flustersnaggle]

STAND OUT, FIT INㅤ

andrew norman dolores (he/they) — a friend (or foe. or whatevs) for @squea's corn gp

occult: none

aspiration: spellcraft & sorcery

traits: bookworm, genius, overachiever, self-absorbed, socially awkward

age: adult (somewhere between late 20s to early 30s)

orientation: graysexual gay man

career: freelance writer

lifestyle(s): sedentary

likes: the color green, blues music, compliments, streetwear fashion, writing

dislikes: spirited sims, shabby decor

skills: charisma (4), cooking (5), entrepreneur (3), fitness (2), herbalism (6), medium (2), research & debate (7), writing (7)

(also comes with milestones (the simology one not the aspiration one), favorite umbrella, and preferred phone case too because i put maybe a little TOO much effort into him)

FUN FACTS

adoptive human son of two late powerful spellcasters. chose to be the World's Normalest Person™ and developed a complex over his nature as a regular human which he perceives as inferiority

his inflated ego and wounded pride forces him to reject anything less than visiting the magic realm and completing the sages' test himself as cheating

unfortunately for him, his poor constitution makes him prone to fainting under sunlight and leaves him completely winded after walking for more than 15 minutes at a time without breaks. with a hometown of henford-on-bagley and a current place of residence located in san myshuno, he does NOT live near glimmerbrook at all

did not have many friends growing up, thanks to his younger self's meek nature and general lack of social skills. even NOW he still lacks social skills, but he has learned to mask them behind a veneer of cold aloofness.

writes as a hobby (and lately, as a profession) whenever he's stuck at home

usually eats pre-cooked dishes and quick meals because of his low budget; what knowledge he has in cooking comes from messing with his moms' cauldron when they weren't home back when he was younger

just as spellcasters are—exaggeratedly or not—known for forgetting about their limits, andrew is HORRIBLE at taking care of himself. the man has been known to be so absorbed in his studies that he forgets to sleep for days at a time until his body finally decides to clock out

tumblr user squea if you are reading this and you'd like to kidnap this man into your game please let me know by DMing me!!! mostly because this is my first time sharing a sim with someone else over the internet and i don't trust me not to publicly humiliate myself lol

[dotster001]

I would very much like a gn version of the type of person they woukd like pretty please!

What Kind of Person they Like

Summary: gn! reader. What kind of person they say they want versus the one they end up with

CW: some of the boys are assholes with their answers, it's explained away in the who they end up with section, so take it with a grain of salt, also these are just my opinions. If you don't agree that's ok! Also, if you read the Fem/masc versions some of this is different but some of it is the same. Sorry if you were hoping your fave would have a different opinion.

A/n: putting the tag list in here as well in case some of you are gn. If you're Fem or masc! My bad guys! Also now that I finished the trilogy I'm so done 😭 formatting on this app takes so fucking long

Masc Version Fem Version

Heartslaybul 

Ace Trappola

What he says

"hmm, a great bod and an ass you can't resist the urge to smack. Why are you giving me that look? Sevens, fine! Okay they're kind and have an ass that- hey don't throw stuff at me!"

Who he ends up with

Ace is going to be naturally attracted to a person that holds him accountable. He's also looking for someone who he can tease at all hours of the day. He wants someone he can have fun with, but who will also give him the cold hard facts. But they also take care of him when he's down. He's hiding a lot of insecurity under his cool guy exterior, so if they lets him snuggle, and let him whine, and then whisper how much they love him, he'll be a happy man. And he's really big on them not knowing anything about basketball. He's a fucking show off.

Deuce Spade

What he says

"Huh, I've never really thought about it. Um, I guess they're nice and funny, and aren't scared of my past. I'd also want them to be a little like you, Y/N….not that I like you! Well, I like you, not like like you, shit I'm sorry! This isn't sounding any better…"

Who he ends up with

He really means it when he says he wants someone like you. You're one of his first friends, and, in his mind, the person you date/marry should be your best friend. But if it's not you he ends up with, he will probably be attracted to someone who's book smart, but less street smart. A little "dumb" like him, in a cute kind of way. He likes a cuddler, and maybe someone who is shorter than him so that he can feel like he's swallowing them whole when he wraps his arms around them. Also, someone who encourages him and helps him with his homework/paperwork. 

Riddle Rosehearts

What he says

"I don't have time for a relationship right now….but I think I want someone well behaved who follows the rules- what are you smirking at? Just because you're a rule breaker doesn't mean everyone is. And maybe someone smart. No, definitely someone smart."

Who he ends up with

As much as he hates to admit it…he's attracted to rule breakers. Not as bad as Ace obviously, he's not trying to go gray early. But if they say something like "let's have a non herbal tea" when it's time for only herbal tea…damn what a rush. By the time he gets serious with someone, he'll be confident enough in himself to cut ties with his mother, so they have to be strong willed, and willing to live off of a low budget for a while.  He'll need someone understanding, who knows he'll have relapses and be too much and too angry sometimes, and they have to be understanding of that, and encouraging of improvement, or he'll live with guilt for the rest of his life. 

Trey Clover

What he says

"Someone who's willing to settle down and grow fat and old with me. You're laughing, but I'm going to be running my parents bakery, and feeding people is my love language. Speaking of, you better finish off that slice of cake before the others steal it."

Who he ends up with

Trey isn't that picky. He really means it when he says he wants someone to get old and fat with. That's his dream. Running a bakery with his spouse by his side, and growing old together as your own kids grow up and bring home their own spouses. But he also wants someone he can blindside with his sadistic side. Someone who'll enjoy that side of him, but also someone who easily forgets it's there. It makes things more fun for him.

Cater Diamond

What he says

"Ha ha someone trendy and totes hot. Someone totally cammable. Aw, are you jealous? Don't worry, you'll always be my fave, even if you're not my otp."

Who he ends up with

Cater wants someone who won't disappear when he looks away. Yes, if they're "cammable" that's the first thing he's looking for, but when all is said and done, if they seem like they're going to be flaky, he won't take it too seriously either, as a defense mechanism. He needs a person with mental endurance, because he's going to spend the beginning of the relationship trying to scare them off. Not that he wants to, he just needs to know he won't be left alone like he usually is. He is going to be attracted to someone who humors his trends and magicam addiction, but who also sees through him. Someone balanced.  They see the real Cay Cay, but they're also willing to be his "trophy spouse" online.

Savannaclaw

Jack Howl

What he says

"Oh, I uh, well someone who can keep up on a run with me I guess…"

Who he ends up with

Jack says he wants someone who can work out with him. And he would really be happy if he had a partner who was as active as him…but he'd also be happy  with a soft squishy partner. He gets blushy thinking about holding someone soft and plush against his firm muscles. But he's flexible. In the end he won't choose his future spouse based on appearances. Wolf beastmen mate for life, so the main thing he is looking for is loyalty. Loyalty, and someone who would want to raise lots of kids with him. As long as you have those two traits, nothing else really matters to him.

Ruggie Bucchi

What he says

"Relationships are expensive, shihihi. Tell you what, you find me someone with sticky fingers, and we'll eat the rich together."

Who he ends up with

This is a deflection.If you're asking about a specific gender, Ruggie has two drastically different responses, mostly due to the large and in charge hyena women. But if you take that aspect away, deep down he longs for someone who he can settle down with, who will call him a good boy and pamper him (whether he is the breadwinner or they are), and who he can just live a happy life, slowly rising up to middle class, with. He also is looking for someone to snuggle the night away with. He gets lonely at night.

Leona Kingscholar

What he says

"Body pillow"

"That's not-"

"Body pillow"

Who he ends up with

Like Hyena's, lion women are the boss. So take the gender aspect away, and what he's searching for is someone who will make him feel loved. Whether it's through shouting and dragging him to therapy or soft caresses and whispered praise, he doesn't mind. He wants to feel loved and first in someone's life. He doesn't care how it happens. He's a surprisingly flexible guy.

Also, they have to accept that nighttime is when they're a body pillow. That's an absolute must.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

What he says

"Why do you wish to know? Are you attempting to reach my standards? Ha ha, let's see. Someone who is mysterious, who is willing to dress stunningly, and sit in my lap when I make deals, so that competitors can see what a high value man I am."

Who he ends up with

If that didn't make you want to throw up 🤢. He'll be attracted to someone who makes him feel beautiful in subtle ways. He knows how easy it is to spin a verbal web of lies. But there's some things you can't fake. Like allowing someone to rest on your lap, and caressing their hair. Or squeezing someone's hand gently when you have to let go. Or pressing a kiss to someone's cheek after you help them straighten their outfit. It's the soft romantic moments that'll speak to Azul when he finds his love. Aside from that, he's not looking for anything in particular. Just someone who makes him feel loved and beautiful.

Jade Leech

What he says

"Fu fu who's to say? Perhaps you are the lover of my dreams. Or not."

Who he ends up with

They're someone who can see through him. Someone who never compares him or confuses him for his twin. They're smart. Very smart. They eat his mushrooms and go on hikes with him. They are  patient with Floyd. What Jade is looking for….is Jade. Someone like that is the only one who can truly keep up with him.

Floyd Leech

What he says

"Aw Shrimpy! Are you worried? Don't worry, whoever they are, I'll still squeeze ya!"

Who he ends up with

He's looking for someone fun. That's his only criteria. At least that's what he says. He can't be sure if he loves them because they're fun, or if they're fun because he loves them. In that sense, it's sort of a soulmate situation for Floyd. Whatever will be will be. He'll just know. 

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Also they have to be squeezable. 

Scarabia

Kalim al Asim

What he says

"I love everybody!"

"But-"

"Have some of this ice cream, it's amazing!"

Who he ends up with

He wants someone he can spoil, but he doesn't know that. It's something in his subconscious. He doesn't want things back either. So they have to be someone who is okay with being spoiled, and doesn't feel guilty about it. He's going to be attracted to someone who loves life like him, but also helps to keep him grounded. And if they have a spark of danger in them, oh man, he'll be simping so hard. 

Jamil Viper

What he says

"I'm not going to even think about it until my freedom is assured. Kalim has promised, but it would be irresponsible to force someone into servitude with me."

Who he ends up with

Jamil will fall for someone who truly appreciates him. Someone who will offer him help with his work (it doesn't matter if it's good help or not, he appreciates it either way). Someone who will pamper him. Someone who gets excited about the prospect of dropping everything and seeing the world with him. Someone who will be his partner, but who will also be willing to take turns ruling the house, so that they both can pretend to be the royal who is getting served from time to time.

Pomefiore

Epel Felmier

What he says

"Um, someone buff who knows I wear the pants in the relationship. Don't laugh, I like the idea of being surrounded in a hug of muscles! Stop laughing!"

Who he ends up with

Epel wants someone he can provide for, who he never has to prove his masculinity to. Someone who supports his ambitions, and believes in him. Someone who he doesn't have to change for. And if they want to be a cutesie house spouse for him…he won't complain.

Rook Hunt

What he says

"Mon Trickster, I can find beauty in everyone."

Who he ends up with

What he says is actually true. He can and will fall in love with every kind of person. It's hard to say who he will tie himself to, in the end. It'll be someone who he heavily bonds with and imprints on. It's a lot like with Floyd. Essentially a soulmate situation.

Vil Schoenheit

What he says

"Hm. Why do you want to know, potato? I suppose they're professional, and beautiful, and care about their image enough that they don't cause a scandal."

Who he ends up with

The thing about Vil is, he's not that far off from Rook in his take on beauty. He doesn't so much believe in conventional beauty, or societal beauty standards. He knows everyone has an individual definition of health and beauty. When he says he's looking for a beautiful person, he's looking for someone who's willing to reach their full potential. Or, more accurately, to allow him to help them reach they're full potential. Vil never admits it, but he adores pampering and styling people. His love language is helping people look their best. So if they're someone who knows themself enough to know what style they like, he'll appreciate it, and take up the mantle of doing the hard work, ie making outfits, styling hair and makeup, formulating skin care etc.  TLDR, he wants a confident self possessed lover he can dress like a doll, and show off.

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

What he says

"-------------" mutes ipad.

In his head, he doesn't think any man would ever love him. But his dream lover is a sexy anime cat person.

Who he ends up with

What he'll be attracted to is someone who is patient, speaks at a reasonable volume, and is assertive enough to make him leave his room. Essentially, winning Idia's heart is a siege. You'll have to starve him out. That's the patience bit. The reasonable volume comes from him being easily scared by loud noises. Assertive enough to make him leave his room…well that speaks for itself. He wants to believe he can be part of the outside world, and the one he will fall for will be willing to show it to him.

Diasomnia

Sebek Zigvolt

What he says

"They are someone of noble bearing, who shall help me defend my liege!"

Who he ends up with

He'll fall for a someone who is stronger, mentally, physically, etc., than him. A person who can put him in his place. A lover who speaks, and it makes him shut up, and sit pretty. They're assertive, and can come off as abrasive to others but to Sebek? Sevens, he'd die for a smidgen of their affection.

Silver

What he says

"I don't think it's worth it to try and define the one I'll fall in love with. There are so many wonderful people, and my father always told me that love is the greatest mystery in this world. Who's to say who I'll fall in love with?"

Who he ends up with

Silver will fall for someone soft. The entire romance will be soft. Soft caresses in the moonlight. Soft kisses in the morning. Soft fingers gently intertwining.  They'll be empathetic about his sleep condition, never blaming him since it's not his fault. They'll be gentle with his animal friends. But they'll also be strong in some ways. They'll be someone who will fight the metaphorical (or literal, Silver lives an interesting life) dragon for their sleeping Prince Silver. They'll be sweet and kind. Like a hybrid of Prince Philip and Princess Aurora.

Lilia Vanrouge

What he says

"Fu Fu Fu wouldn't you like to know."

Who he ends up with

Lilia can and has fallen for every kind of person. He's lived a long time. He's had the time to romance lots of lovers.  What he'd probably fall for in this stage of his life, is someone he can tease, and play around with, but who is also ready to settle down a little bit. Someone who enjoys the little things in life. He's getting a little old. He wants to build onto his family that he already has. Silver can stand to have three or ten more siblings, right?

Malleus Draconia

What he says

"You."

Who he ends up with

You.

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[jarenka]

So an excerpt from the beginning of my post-rotj au fic with Anakin, Obi-Wan and Ahsoka.

They got to Surra after their mission on Carati ended. It was dangerous to continue using the same route, imperial fleet almost caught them two times in a row, and after it Obi-Wan received the order to end the mission.

Ahsoka arrived to Carati to prepare Anakin and Obi-Wan for their next mission: to go undercover to Surra to help the rebels capture the Central Communications Station.

"Do you really expect me to go undercover?" Anakin asked Ahsoka with disbelief when she flew to them with fake documents and two suitcases. They sat down in one of the meeting rooms, with a full-length window into the courtyard and a lot of potted flowers on the floor.

"You'll need to be an imperial officer for a while, that's all. It won't that hard, you've already been one."

"Am I allowed to strangle my subordinates again?"

"Definitely no."

"Well, what kind of an officer of the Empire am I then?"

Ahsoka shook her head.

"The one without of Force, of cause. If you need to strangle someone so badly just try to do it with your hands".

Anakin imagined himself rushing at some incompetent officer to squeeze his throat, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Oh, at least murder still makes you laugh," said Obi-Wan, who had been silently listening to their conversation.

"Seriously?" Anakin glanced at him.

"I am not judging. Apparently, murder is of the few joys of life available to the Sith."

Ahsoka gave them a long judgmental look, and then said:

"If we had it easier with fake documents, I would have recorded you as divorced spouses. You would have handled this role perfectly."

She took a cup and sipped herbal tea that Obi-Wan had brewed for them.

"You can have dinner with us if you want," Obi-Wan suggested. "Our droid D33 cooks decently".

"You trust his culinary talent now?"

"This is not culinary talents, but a culinary program that you installed on a security droid. However, I have already made sure that he will not poison us."

Anakin shifted his gaze to Ahsoka. For some reason, she looked terribly pleased.

Couple of minutes after she handed them the chips with the new IDs and legends.

Rebels found a very good opportunity for an infiltration: General Halderi, who led the military garrison at the Central Communications Station, was arrested "on suspicion of embezzlement of budget funds in the amount of thirteen million credits." Simply put, he stole the money that was supposed to go for equipment, weaponry repairs and ammunition and built himself a luxurious mansion with a greenhouse, a swimming pool and a garage for thirty speeders from his personal collection. After it he still had a spare money to bought his daughter-in-law a luxury space yacht.

Military prosecutors found many violations on the military garrison, several Halderi's closest associates were arrested or transferred to other military units. Local rebels with the help of New Republic took advantage of this situation.

The Governor of Surra received an official message that officers were being sent to them from the Center of the Empire to personally monitor how the Surra's military eliminates all violations found by the military prosecutor's office. Obi-Wan and Anakin were supposed to impersonate these officers.

After sending a message to D33 that it was time to cook dinner—for three, more meat for the guest—Anakin looked at his own dossier.

"Aldivi Wright, forty two years old… Where did I live to look so bad at forty two?"

He didn't look like grandfather's rotten corpse anymore but he didn't look like a forty-two years old man from Coruscant either.

"You lived on Tatooine?" Ahsoka suggested.

"Owen, as I recall," Obi-Wan added casually, "looked much younger at forty—two."

'Maybe your memory is failing you, old man," Anakin muttered.

This is ridiculous, he thought.

"It's not so easy to get good fake documents. " Ahsoka said. "Especially for high ranking imperial officers."

Anakin looked over Obi-Wan's shoulder into his pad. According to his fake documents, he was forty-five. Ben Fomm, Colonel of the Armed Forces of the Empire.

"Look, you're a colonel, and I'm a general," Anakin noted. "Although I am the younger one."

"And it is pretty apparent that you become a general at forty two not from a good life'.

Ahsoka smiled.

"Don't tease him, he's cute," she pinched Anakin's cheek. "He doesn't even look like he have done so many awful things during the last twenty years".

[iminthetunnels]

hello health queen can you share any strategies to eat healthily on a low budget…. i love produce but it feels like a luxury these days. do you grow your own fruits and veggies? thank you 🤩

i’ve been meaning to build a raised garden bed/look at facebook market place for untreated wood. but i’ve been very busy. have not started a produce garden, well on my way to. an herbal garden tho.

the trick is…. i steal LMAO. oh i have 6 avocados? i’m abt to say i only have 2. oh a bag of organic zucchini? how abt i put in that it’s non organic. idc what anyone says abt how unethical this is or how horrible it is. i have to do what i have to do, and so do u!! i also go to the health department and get farmers market vouchers to pick up fresh produce from the farmers market, i get tomatoes, sweet potatoes, cucumbers, all with farmers market vouchers. i also have EBT, which does help but they’ve cut my balance by -100 so it’s been an even more struggle.

when i get donations from my amazing friends, i’ll stock up on meat and freeze it, i’ve done this 3 times and we have meat to use, im very thankful for that.

i budget everything, like i’ll go in to sprouts and budget out how much everything will be, i have a costco card that my ex husband got me, so i can buy bulk produce from there too. i freeze some of my fruits too.

it works out best for me because it’s just me and my son, and i can go a couple hours without eating/fasting. produce used to be the cheapest thing to buy, now organic blueberry’s are $6… ass.. and these stores are still making bank.

oh i also go to food banks whenever i can!!! there isn’t much :( but i sure do try :(

i need to get in touch with more churches and organizations.

i’m sorry i couldn’t be much help :(