#ginger turmeric wellness shots

[reality-detective]

👀 Ever wondered if you could make your own immune-boosting shots?

Spoiler: You absolutely can, and it’s easier than you think!

🤒 The Problem: Inflammation, weak immunity, and digestion issues are like uninvited guests that overstay their welcome. Annoying, right?

🔬 Let’s Talk Science: Ginger is like a cozy blanket for your stomach, soothing it with every sip. Turmeric? Think of it as your body’s personal superhero, fighting inflammation. And lemons? They’re like sunshine in a fruit, packed with vitamin C to armor-up your immune system.

🍹 Ingredients for Your Immunity Shot:

- 2 freshly squeezed lemons (seeds included, they’re tiny antioxidant powerhouses!)

- A 2-3 inch ginger piece (your tummy’s best friend)

- 1 tablespoon turmeric (the inflammation buster)

- 1 teaspoon cayenne (like a little firecracker for your metabolism)

- 1 teaspoon black pepper (turmeric’s sidekick, making sure it’s absorbed well)

- 1 1/2 cups of liquid (water or coconut water for extra sweetness)

- Alternative Medicine

[elicathebunny]

HOW I DO A BODY RESET

Raw Till 4 Food Schedule: by Adina Yaffa on tiktok

this is the schedule she has given, but you can adjust it to what you need it to be.

6:00am -7:00am: electrical structured water 🥥 Coconut water (this acts as your internal soap to cleanse you in the morning. (Add extra detergent like lime, lemon🍋, mint, basil). An alternative to 🥥 water is watermelon 🍉 juice or astringent juice (orange 🍊 pineapple 🍍, grapefruit, 🍇 grape). Extra cleanser: shot of ginger, turmeric, cayenne pepper, lemon

7:00am - 8am: Fruit juice

8am - 11aam: break your fast with juicy fruits (exp: melons should be eaten alone, mono-meal of oranges, mango 🥭, berries 🍓🫐, papaya, guava, pears 🍐, plums, 🍑 grapes🍇, cherries 🍒)

11am - 12pm: drink more coconut 🥥 water if possible or a well-structured water 12pm: banana 🍌, sea moss nut milk 🥛for healthy fats and amino acid profile/ or a smoothie with proper fruit combining 12pm - 4pm: protein and veggies i.e. large salad 🥗 with nuts 🥜/seeds, legumes or fatty fruits like avocado 🥑, coconut 🥥and olives 🫒.

4pm: structured water (coconut, watermelon juice or really high-quality water in a glass bottle)

5pm: vegetable juice like a lemon ginger blast (a blend of celery, cucumber 🥒, ginger, turmeric, lemon 🍋, apples 🍎, parsley, cilantro, and kale🥬).

6pm: starches like (beans 🫘, peas, potatoes 🥔, yams 🍠, pumpkin 🎃, squash, quinoa, other grains) and veggies 🥗.

"So you will be able to adjust this schedule to whatever time you wake up. Basically on 8hr window of actually eating food that has to be digested & last meal 2-4hrs before bed so while you rest your body can go to work!"

If I do this I do this on the weekends.

[frenchmina]

Tea and Time

A/N : This is my second ever fic, another one shot I wanted to write in opposition to the very angsty first one. I was talking with my best friend about what we considered being moments of true happiness, and this little fic is what was born from the conversation. I hope you enjoy, don't hesitate to tell me how you felt about it since I'm just starting out in fic writing ! Also, english is not my first langage so there might be some mistakes, sorry about those.

Pairing : Joel Miller x reader / no physical description of reader. No use of Y/N.

WC : 3.1k

Warnings : None really, it's just pure fluff and tenderness. There's just mention of the reader's fear of abandon.

Summary : A lazy sunday with Joel allows you to reflect on what love truly means to you.

You would hear the ticking of the clock if you had one. One of those ancient machines made of wood and glass which made their grand musical entrance during complete silences — tic… tic… tic… 

Your grand mother had one in her living room, you remember it ticking away since you were old enough to understand the concept of time. You would look at it intensely and try to will the needles to slow down, because, let’s face it, there was no way in hell you weren’t a witch. 

That certainty had, since those days at your grandma’s, seen some bumps in the road. First of all, you had not received your letter to Hogwarts, which had been a bummer. If you were being honest, you still blamed the postal system and its incompatibility with owls. But as time passed, you had made peace with the fact that you would not be a wand-wielding sorcerer and had tried your hand at potions. Dirt mixed with worms, grass and gravel made a poor soup, but if you added the picture of a loved one and some of your family cat’s hair found on your clothes, then you were supposed to be able to ask anything out of your mother and she would comply… As time had passed, grass and dirt had turned into mint and rosemary, essentials oils and lemon, turmeric for the immune system and ginger to fight off a creeping cold. 

Some people would say you made tea. You knew better than to mistake your magic for tea making, and so did Joel. 

You two had just come back from a long walk in the woods near your house, walking the same path you would always walk on Sundays, the one where your hands knew exactly when to be joined and when not to be. It was almost like a danse, interlocking your fingers with his on the wider parts of the path, unlocking at the fallen oak to make your way behind him towards the pond, and locking again at the makeshift bridge he had built after you’d almost fallen in the little stream twice. It was the middle of February and as usual you had been arrogant enough not to take your winter coat with you.

“You gon’ be cold baby” he had drawled, knowing you well enough to tell you were about to argue that —

“I’m not a child, Joel” with that look on your face that betrayed how childish you were being.

“Ain’t saying you are, love.” He had tried and failed to hide the playful smile tugging at his lips, which made any hesitation you might have had about bringing the coat vanish. Your dignity sometimes laid in weird places; he loved that about you.

Of course you had been cold. Of course he had had to hold you tight in his arms while you had stopped to listen to the myriad of little sounds the birds and squirrels and insects and wind in the trees made in the deepest part of the woods. Some part of you might even have made the conscious choice not to put on that damn coat so he would embrace you in his warmth. He had done so with no more playfulness, just plain tenderness and love, his fingers drawing lazy circles where they laid on your sides, sending little jolts of electricity throughout your spine — alongside with the shivers of cold.

You chugged off your boots in the entryway, not giving a crap about where they landed, and made your way to the kitchen. 

“Gonna make me some tea, do you want some ?“ You had a habit of always asking him that, although you knew he was a coffee man and didn’t drink any o’ that leaf soup, as he called it. 

You heard him sigh behind you.

“Hell, why not.“

You stopped dead in your tracks and slowly turned to face him. You didn’t have to say anything, the shock on your face was enough to prompt him to explain.

“You’re always goin’ on about how good it is for ya…“

“Yeah… Yes, I am…“

“Come on dun make a big deal outta this…“

“I’m not !“ You cut him, the shock on your face slowly turning into a proud smile. “I’m not I swear, I’m just glad you’re finally acknowledging my talents as a potion maker…“

“I ain’t saying that yet“ he laughed, “lemme try and then I’ll be able to acknowledge whatever ya want.“ 

As you were carefully choosing what to pair with fresh mint leaves and valerian, you heard Joel moving to the living room and, with a content sigh, drop heavily on the couch. You smiled, conjuring the mental image of him spread out on the sofa, head resting on the back of it, hand coming to rest lazily on his thigh. You could just close your eyes and see him, the exact spot he was siting in, how his left arm rested on the green cushion.

The water was slowly starting to boil and the kettle made more and more noise, drawing you away from your little daydream. It amazed you how after multiple years together you still found your thoughts drifting towards him at every chance. Even that domestic image of him sitting on your couch made your heart flutter and a well-known warmth radiate from your chest.

Orange blossoms. It’s exactly what you needed to ensure relaxation, and that Joel would actually like it.

The water was boiled and as the kettle’s rumbling died down, you started to hear faint sounds coming from the next room. A melody, drawn from an aging guitar by expert fingers. Joel did not play often, he was unbelievably shy about it which kept him from working on it as often as he’d have liked to. Your fingers came to a halt, a bunch of herbs slipping from them as you listened closer; it was a new song, one you had never heard him play, but you recognized it instantly : Helplessly hoping, one of your all times favorite. It drew immediate tears from your eyes, your heart swelling and swelling so much you thought it was about to burst out of your chest and yell out its love for him. 

But then, without you realizing, it morphed into something else. The feeling of a weighted rock on your stomach, blood running colder in your veins, the tears threatening to be ones of fear.

You breathed. One. Two. Three. You were okay.

You were not about to lose this. He was not going away, not leaving you here alone, not running away. And if he wasn’t running towards the exit, you were damn well obligated to return the favor. It crept up on you like that sometimes. The fear that what you had was way too good to be true. It felt like a Damocles sword hanging above your head, always here to remind you that at the slightest mistake, at the second you were not exactly perfect, you would loose everything. Although everybody had told you that it didn’t happen that way, your experience proved them wrong. From your best friend of 8 years never returning your calls all of a sudden and moving across the country without telling you, to the boyfriend who had told you one day he had actually stopped loving you months ago, to all those tiny abandonments we all go through in life, you had learned not to expect anyone or anything to stick with you. And maybe, at one point, you had started to believe you weren’t worth the trouble of saying goodbye. 

Joel had not actually said anything to ease the fear that he would be leaving, he had just not left. Never. And while the fear creeps up on you, whispering in your ear to just get the hell out before he inevitably abandons you, it’s the only thing keeping you together : he hasn’t left, has not promised anything more than what he’s capable of giving you, but most of all he’s proven time and time again that he would always be honest, that he would never hide his fears and doubts from you. He’ll never leave you alone with the eternal nagging question about why you were not good enough.

You slowly calm your breathing. You can’t control him, can’t make him stay if he doesn’t want you, he’s utterly free — and you are too. You are free enough to choose to be here, to choose to listen to him playing your favorite song on his worn out guitar while making him tea and actually enjoy it. You’re free to let go, he made sure of that. So you do.

You listen. You take it in. This gorgeous man who’s had the time to define what he wants out of life, and who, with that knowledge, has decided to put his energy into learning a song he knows fills your heart with joy just to be able to see you smile.

He’s been working on it for a while now, the chords actually gave him a hard time. It’s gonna need a bit of work still, he thinks to himself while trying to pay attention to the noises coming from the kitchen. Did you hear him yet ? He wanted to be able to play it in front of you, to say “Here it is my love, I learned it so you could sing along to your favorite song.“ But he is such a coward… He would not take it well if he saw the slightest hint of disappointment in your eyes, but he also knows you would never be disappointed in him. Throughout your years together, he’s learned you would never expect anything of him but the best he could be or do, even if it was messing up one chord out of three in your favorite song. 

You were so understanding, so sweet with his mistakes — and he had made a bunch. You would always take him by the hand and squeeze it just tight enough to tell him I’m here, I believe in you. It wasn’t like anything he’d ever felt; he doesn’t actually know how he could live without your love, now that he has had a taste of it. Everything in his life was made better by your presence. He had learned that he was okay, that he was worth someone’s trust. He wouldn’t be able to un-learn it.

He also knew perfectly well that learning to play a song you liked or giving you his coat without a second thought when you were cold was just what you needed to trust him. He did not need to prove anything to you, to tell you over and over how stunning and loved you were — although to be fair he did tell you more than enough — he just needed to be there. And he was. Oh how he was. The depths of his commitment to you, to your life together, were lost on you he was sure. Your own insecurities prevented you from seeing how desperately in love he was with you, which made him realize that, as alike as you both were, you might love him with ten times the strength he thought you did. 

He was content to love you mostly in secret : in the little noise you made as you were falling asleep, in the way you brow furrowed and you clicked your tongue slightly when you were unhappy about something, in the way your eyes switched colors in the sun, or how you’d always bit your lower lip while reading a book. He loved you like he breathed, each exhale a song he would learn for you.

You appear out of the corner of his eye, and he immediately catches the tiniest sign that you might have cried.

“You good sweetheart ?“ 

You respond with a sort of sad smile he has come to recognize as the one you give him when you’re battling your inner demons. He won’t push, he knows you’ll speak if and when you want to, and you know he’ll never turn you down when you need him. 

“Common then, let’s see if y’are a good witch or an evil one. Will this…“ he smells the fuming tea out of his favorite mug “mixture a’ yours turn me into a frog or a prince ?“ 

You scoff, he’s offering you playfulness to get out of your meltdown and you take it gladly. “You’ll just have to drink it and see, a witch never tells“ you lean towards him to teasingly rub the tip of your nose along his, and hear his breath briefly catch in his throat before you let yourself plop down on the couch next to him.

Joel carefully puts down the guitar in its case, brings the tea to his lips, stops for an instant and studies your face, as if looking for a proof this actually is about to transform him into a frog. You don’t say anything, relishing in the feeling of his attentive gaze on you.

“Nah… you ain’t about to turn me into nothin’, I’d be useless to you as a frog.“ Before you even have the time to think about a snarky response, he’s gulping down a huge sip of tea. Your eyes widen.

“Shit ! Fuckin’— god dammit — fuck it’s hot !“ 

“Why would you…“

“Turning me into a damn volcano that’ what you’re tryin’na do ?“

“Not my fault you’re chugging the damn thing like it’s a beer ! “ You say while trying to hide your laughter and getting up to get him a glass of water, but his hand lands on your arm and he pulls you back towards him.

“Where d’you think you’re goin’, witch ?“ You laugh wholeheartedly now, which elicits a smile on his lips. He’s enclosing you in his embrace now, his strong arms wrapping around your frame and pressing you to him. The mug has found its place on the coffee table again, the two of you tangled in each-other, time starting to pass at a whole new pace. You don’t really know if it’s going faster or slower, it just isn’t on the same rhythm as the rest of the world anymore. The seconds might be hours, the hours weeks, or the other way around. In movies, the ticking of the clock would slow, completely disappear even, to let the spectator know reality was slipping. 

Time doesn’t feel like time anymore when you’re this close to him. He is like your own human sized black hole. 

Joel hums and you feel the vibration throughout your entire body. It’s like you’re both tuned to one another, the waves of him resonating with yours; and in that instant, in that shared understanding of how much you both belong here in this moment, you start to believe you might actually be a witch. Because how else would you have been able to reach this type of calmness with someone ? Your eyes closed, your ears drowned in the sound of him, you picture your love as an oak, unmoved by time. Its seed grown from the adoration and trust you have for each other, made to withstand cataclysms, storms and droughts all the same, grown by the light of his loyalty and the rain of your empathy. A tree connected to the rest of the world by roots that sink deeper in you and him by the day, allowing the two of you to communicate without words. Those days, you realize, those uneventful and boring days when you just allow yourself to exist in his presence, are what nourishes that type of love.

“C’mon, put your feet on the couch and lay your head on my shoulder.“ He whispers, barely audible. 

You manage to do just that without ever completely detangling from each-other’s embrace; and end up laid down on the couch, your head resting on his chest and his arm around you. To your surprise, he reaches for the mug with his other hand and takes another, more careful sip.

“So… you actually like it ?“

There’s a long silence before he answers.

“Don’t hate it.“ He admits. 

The sun pierces through the clouds and warms up your face. A gentle sleepiness starts to overcome you when Joel’s fingers expertly land on your head and play with your hair. It’s safe, sweet, and loving. Like your whole being is bathed in his warmth. 

His hand in your hair tells you the story words never could : he’ll never leave you stranded, never vanish without an explanation. You’re his best friend, his light, and whatever happens between the two of you, whatever life throws at you, you’ll always have a place by his side. 

This is what love means, you think. No promises to be broken, no emphatic speeches about what you mean to one another, no grand gestures or empty pledges about what you’ll always or never do. Just this common understanding that your lives are intertwined wether you’re next to each other or not, just those tiny gestures and caring acts that tell how kind you’re willing yourselves to be for the other. The space to make mistakes and to let the other one make some to, the space to grow. Watering the oak tree.

It’s a fucking marvel, he is a fucking marvel. You listen to his heartbeat finding a common rhythm with yours, and you can feel his eyes closing as your own do, while his fingers still play with strands of your hair like they played the guitar, drawing a melody of happiness out of you just as well as they drew the notes from the instrument.

“I love you.“ You say, voice clear despite you slowly drifting to sleep. There’s a stillness in the silence that follows, you know he’s just taking it in, letting the emotion run through him before responding.

“I love you too.“ 

Another silence. 

“Promise it’s not the potion talking?“ You tease and he chuckles. You relish the sound.

“If it was, it’d be a hell of a potion to make me feel that way… Goes to show how powerful of a witch you are though.“ He could say so much more, but you don’t need him to. You understand him just fine in the way he caresses your shoulder softly before returning his hand to your hair.

You would hear the ticking of the clock if you had one. Since you don’t, you’ll make do with your very own metronome : your heart and his, setting the rhythm of whatever comes next.

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Thank you so much for reading, looking forward to what you thought of it ! Requests are open if you feel like giving me some inspo !

[yiippii]

I’m making lemonade💕🍋☺️🌸💕

And listening to ABBA

Update: It turned out good! I like my lemonade a little bitter so I use some of the white part of the peel as well🥳💕🌸🍋

This weekend I have:

• cleaned my room

• made ginger and turmeric shots

• listened to a podcast about Queen Kristina

• discovered my deep love for lentils

and the song recommendation of the day is:

Chapeau Claque by Ted Gärdestad

Take care I love all of you!!!💕🍋

[cajunwitch101]

PROTECTION MAGIC::

Protection magic is anything done with the intention to banish negative energy and strengthen inner power. It’s the reminders from our grandmothers, their small rituals and superstitions. We all have our ways of feeling safe and of warding off the adverse influences of the outside world. We are living through an unfathomably violent and chaotic time in human history, plagued with inequality across the scale. These turbulent cycles have occurred before, but now with the prevalence of social media, we are inundated with heartbreaking and overwhelming imagery nearly constantly. Our nervous system — and our souls — can only process and experience so much. Anxiety and worry can create a life of their own, overtaking our psyches and manifesting even more negativity around us.Staying embodied and centered during uncertain times can be difficult, but necessary. Right now, we are being called to increase our prayers, create networks of safety amongst our communities, and implement all our strongest protective tools. You can find the simple tools of protecting yourself, your home, and your loved ones

RITUAL BATHING:

When we experience traumatic events, or sudden life transitions, our spirits can become disconnected from our bodies from the shock. For example, people who’ve experienced a horrible accident might have an out of body experience, or someone suffering from depression might dissociate. The simplest way to reset our energy is through water, in any form. Water contains the essence of life and instantly purifies the aura and clears the mind. Whether you just take a hot shower, dip into the ocean, or cleanse yourself in a river, all forms of water are grounding and healing.

Visit your favorite body of water and imagine the water washing away any stagnant energy you’re holding. Sea salt or epsom salt specifically help draw out tension and trauma held in the body. Add herbs to your bath to amplify the cleansing properties of your ritual. The most simple protection bath ingredients you can purchase at any supermarket healthstore or corner market: fresh rosemary, fresh mint, and lemons. Cut and chop all ingredients in a large bowl or bucket of room temperature water, and pray over the mixture, speaking your intentions for physical or energetic protection. Pour the mixture over your head and imagine all of the plant matter absorbing and releasing any malevolent energy. Discard all plant matter and dress in light colored clothing afterwards.

KITCHEN MAGIC

Every culture has plants traditionally used to ward off evil. Whether the plants are used as incense, or eaten as food,engaging with them helps us absorb their magical qualities. Our immune systems protect the body from both negative energy and unwanted pathogens, making nourishment key to our overall wellness. Food is one of our greatest medicines and a first line of defense. And luckily, our kitchens are already stocked with healing and protective medicinal herbs.

A simple fire cider can be made to protect the immune system and fight off any pathogens, both physical and energetic. Mix chopped fresh herbs and vegetables like oregano, sage, thyme, garlic, onion, ginger, chilies, turmeric, and pack in a jar with apple cider vinegar, making sure the vinegar covers the plant material. Store in a cool dark place for 2-4 weeks and then strain — now you have a potent fire cider! Take a shot of your fire cider potion regularly, especially during cold and flu seasons. Many of these pungent herbs contain antimicrobial and antiviral properties, helping us fight off illness, as well as malefic energy. There’s a reason these herbs have been used historically to avert everything from vampires to plagues.

Jewelry is a great way to wear your power talismans on you throughout the day. Try wearing protective crystals like obsidian, turquoise, or carnelian or balancing metals like copper or gold. Find pieces that resonate with you and make you feel powerful. Evil eye charms can be worn as bracelets or other jewelry, or hung anywhere in the car or home. The evil eye symbol protects us from negative energy, and especially the unintentioned gaze of others.

Clothing and fashion is another way to express protective barriers. The clothes we choose to wear carry their own energetic significance. If you’re experiencing a lot of stagnant emotions or depression, try wearing white or light colored clothing to uplift some of that energy. White is a purifying color that stops us from picking up any outside influences. If you’re suffering from anxious thought patterns, try covering your head with a bandana or hat to block some of that energetic interference. The color red symbolizes protection and empowerment, and can be worn to create a strong energetic shield.

SMOKE CLEANSING

Burning incense is another ancient technique used to clear energy and call in protective spirits. Try using an incense that relates to your ancestral spiritual practices (if you don’t immediately know which plants to use, this is a fun research topic) and steer clear of any commercially available white sage or products that contain it. With the rising interest in ritual practices, white sage has become synonymous with the idea of “cleansing” negative energy or “smudging” and is sometimes viewed as the only plant that can be used for such reasons. Nothing could be further from the truth, as each plant and herb contains their own potent magic, and no one plant is better than another. Herbs used worldwide for cleansing energy include: frankincense, pine, cedar, rosemary, and different types of sage. Find the sacred incense that resonates with you or is plentiful in your local landscape.

PRACTICAL MAGIC

Our homes are an extension and reflection of ourselves, and therefore of our energy fields. Chaos and clutter within the home can be reflected in many ways, and can create energetic blockages in our lives. Research principles of feng shui to see if there are ways to create more energetic alignment in your physical spaces. Also, any act of cleaning is in itself a cleansing ritual. When we clean our home, we remove stagnant vibrations. As you sweep or clean, imagine negative energy being released back into the universe. Mirrors can also be placed throughout the home to deflect unwanted spirits and energies from entering your space. Pay special attention to your doors and windows; those are important places to cleanse with incense, and place protective talismans near those entrances and exits.

PROTECTION MAGIC OVERVIEW

Protection magic is an ancient practice, and can be found in the customs, superstitions, and rituals practiced by cultures worldwide. You may be performing many of these already, as they are largely instinctive and inherited. Coming back to these roots is where the most potent magic lies. What small daily rituals do you or your family practice? What makes you feel safe, or grounded in your body? Delving into the practices of your direct ancestors or lineages, and engaging with the practices of others with respect and awareness, can enrich and expand the practices you already maintain.

Stand empowered in your own magic and share your gifts with your friends and families, and with children and youth especially. We are responsible for protecting our own energy, and safeguarding future generations. Listen to your intuition. Keep your shields up. Stay healthy, protected, and blessed. As they say, your grandmother’s & great grandmother's prayers are still protecting you.

[allsadnshit]

Did you make the turmeric ginger shot? Or buy it? If you bought it, where?

no need to buy it's so much cheaper and nicer to make! Just peeled a small handful of fresh turmeric and ginger from the store and blended with the juice of 1 lemon and added a teaspoon of black pepper for absorption! It becomes a pulpy thick juice and I freeze it into ice cubes then add it to a small cup of hot water in the morning and drink it like that! to avoid pulp its nice to melt it into a french press, tea strainer type thing. We've been drinking it first thing in the morning and honestly I am really enjoying how it helps my system feel! It's sort of a really basic health recommendation so I didn't think it was worth doing originally but after trying it's a staple for us already!

it's like "get lots of sun, a full nights sleep, and eat well" type of advice where it almost seems too simple and straightforward to be as impactful as it really is!

[bronzeeditsx]

Mlt fanfic part 7!

(If you have an ideas or requests of what I could add into this fanfic you can comment on here or send me a dm x )

- The next day -

You woke up to your alarm with a sigh.

It was so early and you needed to go back to your apartment to get your stuff before training.

“At this point you should just move in with me”, Maya said tiredly, trying to laugh it off as a joke.

“That would be nice, but you know I can’t afford that”, You said placing a kiss on her lips.

“Mhm”, She said, her eyes finding it difficult to stay open.

“I’ll take your car and then pick you up in an hour, can you be ready for then”. You said, starting to get changed.

“Okay”, She said with her eyes closed.

“See you later”, You said, rubbing her arm.

“Love you”.

“Love you too”, You replied and walked out her room going downstairs.

- 15mins later -

Maya finally managed to get out of bed, getting changed and went down to get breakfast, greeting mocha as well. Her mum was going to come and look after her in a few hours.

She then heard a knock on the door.

“This can’t be y/n” she said to herself.

Slowly opening the door she didn’t see you or her mum, it was her neighbour.

“No”. Maya said closing the door.

“Wait”.

She kept the door slightly open.

“What do you want?”. Maya said sternly.

“I just wanted to apologise”.

“I’m not accepting any apology for what you did”.

“You clearly care about me, you haven’t told the police”.

“I’m not doing this”.

“Just hear me out”.

Maya sighed.

“I’m curious to know, you knew it was me so why didn’t you tell them”.

“I have other things to worry about than you, the police won’t care about some video that anyone could have taken”.

“So you liked the kiss?”.

Maya stared at her with pure disgust on her face.

“No, of course I didn’t like it, I didn’t want it to happen”.

“That’s not what you used to say”.

“I can’t be dealing with this now”. Maya said and slammed the door.

“I’ll speak to you later then”. She heard behind the door

Maya shook her head whilst walking back to the kitchen, she couldn’t wait to see you again.

- 30 minutes later -

She heard a knock on the door but this time she opened it to you.

“You ready?”. You asked.

“Yes”, She replied smiling, following you to her car.

On the way you were talking to her but you saw it was going over her head as if something was on her mind.

“You alright?”. You asked.

“Yes, just tired”.

“Maybe last night wasn’t a good idea then”, You chuckled.

“No, it’s not that”.

“what is it then?”.

“Nothing”, She said keeping her eyes on the road.

“Okay”.

- 10 minutes later -

You walked into the training complex together and greeted everyone, no one else knew who took the video or what happened to Maya and she wanted to keep it that way for now.

Before you knew it, it was time for lunch but this time you sat next to Maya.

Whilst talking with Lessi, Ella, millie and maya you noticed maya wasn’t talking as much, but you didn’t question it as she said she was tired before.

Mary then came over to the table.

“Does anyone want to film a tiktok?”.

“No”, Maya and Lessi said at the same time.

“Well that confirms it, come on you two”.

“Mary what are we even doing?”. Lessi asked.

“Hot shots”.

“What are they?”. Maya asked, slightly concerned.

“A drink, it’s meant to be good for you”.

“They don’t sound good”. Lessi said.

“Don’t knock it until you try it”. Mary said.

“Have you ever tried it?”. Maya asked.

“No”. Mary replied.

Everyone started laughing.

“I need to see this”. You said getting up with them and following them into an old chill out room.

You sat on a couch to the side watching them so you were out of shot from the camera.

Before pressing record Lessi looked at the bottle and read out the ingredients “orange, lemon, ginger, turmeric and cayenne pepper“.

“I’m not kissing you after that”, You joked.

“I’m sure it won’t be that bad”. Maya said.

- Around 4 minutes later -

Maya was practically dying in front of you as she chocked on the drink almost about to throw up.

Whilst laughing at her you passed your lucozade over to see if that would remotely help.

“Tell the camera what you think”, Mary asked also laughing at Maya.

“When you gulped, i started laughing and it went up my nose”. Maya said trying to compose herself.

“I thought that was easy”. Mary said.

“That was not easy”. Lessi said.

“You’ve not even finished all of it”. Maya said to her.

“I don’t want anymore”.

“C’mon you have to finish it”. Mary said.

The next few minutes consisted of Lessi being peer pressured by Maya and Mary to finish her drink.

“Wayyyy well done Alessia”, Mary shouted, clapping her hands.

“Nice less”, Maya said laughing.

“We are the hot shot threesome”. Mary said waving the bottles about then ended the video.

“I need some lip balm”. Maya said rubbing her lips.

“You’re not going near mine”.

“Do you not want a taste?”. Maya said sitting down on you.

“No, i don’t to be apart of your threesome”, You laughed.

Maya then leant towards you, you tried to dodge her attack but then ended up falling back on the couch with her on top of you.

She kissed around your cheek and neck but couldn’t get to your lips.

“Maya stop”, You said through giggles.

But as you said that she caught your lips which poured the taste into you.

“Eww gross”, You said wiping your mouth.

Maya laughed as she watched you under her.

“You two need to get a room”. Mary said whilst watching everything go down.

However suddenly the door opened…It was Marc.

The first thing he saw was Maya on top of you and then looked at Lessi and Mary who were watching back the video on Mary’s phone.

“What’s going on in here girls?”. Marc said slightly annoyed.

Maya quickly got off you and sat properly on the couch, sheepishly looking at the floor.

“Sorry we were just filming a tiktok, it’s my fault”. Mary said.

“What kind of tiktok was it?”. He asked looking at you and Maya.

“We were trying a drink”. Mary said, holding up a bottle.

“Right, well we have a team meeting in 10 minutes so i hope you have time for that as well”. He said sighing and walking out the door.

“Shit, i’m sorry”. Maya said, covering her face.

“It’s not anyone’s fault”, You said rubbing her back.

“Sorry for dragging you guys into this, i’ll talk to him about it, don’t worry”, Mary said.

“Thanks Mary”, Everyone said.

- 10 minutes later -

The whole team was sat in the meeting room as marc was going through a game plan.

“I can still taste it in my mouth”, You whispered to her.

She giggled, louder than intended.

“Is there something funny about this Maya?”. Marc said annoyed, in front of everyone.

“No”, Maya replied, looking down.

“Y’know what maya just leave, and come back tomorrow when you can take this seriously”. Marc shouted.

She nodded her head and shamefully walked out the room.

The room fell silent.

“If we want to be the best and win trophies, we don’t have time for messing about”. He said, then glanced at you.

After what felt like years, the meeting was finally over.

You rushed out to try and find Maya.

Asking around and searching everywhere, you couldn’t seem to find her.

But there was one room you hadn’t checked, the one we did the tiktok in.

Entering the room you noticed Maya lay on the couch, crying.

“Maya”, You called out.

“Go way”, She replied, her voice breaking.

“I’m so sorry, it’s my fault”. You said, sitting on the end of the couch.

She shook her head.

“I can’t do this anymore”.

“Yes may, you can”.

“I just hurt everyone around me”.

“No, you don’t”.

Mary then walked in the room.

“I’m just about to- oh sorry is this a bad time”.

“No, I think I, well we need to tell you something”.

Maya sighed wiping her eyes.

“What is it?”, Mary asked curiously, sitting down on a chair.

“Well Maya has gone through a lot this past week, is it ok if i tell her?”.

Maya nodded her head.

“I guess to start it off we found out it was her neighbour who took the video of us, she did it because she was jealous of me and Maya as she went out with her about a year ago but Maya wasn’t truly happy, so she ended things and she was only in it for the money”.

So when Maya interrogated her about it, she…um, she assaulted her, forcing herself onto her”.

You looked over to Maya whose head was staring at the floor.

“Oh my fucking God”. Mary said, finding it hard to comprehend what I was telling her.

“A few days ago she also came out to her parents, her dad was disappointed and hasn’t spoke to her since, but her mum eventually understood”.

Mary rubbed her head.

“I don’t know how she can still manage to make the whole room laugh, she’s the bravest person I know, she’s been through hell”.

“I’m sorry but i feel like Marc needs know about the assault, especially because he knows about the video. Is that ok with you Maya?”.

“Sure”, Maya said now sitting up. Her eyes were all puffy and red from crying.

“You just stay here and i’ll come back in maybe 10 minutes to update you”.

“Sounds good”.

You reached out for Maya’s hand and she held yours.

“We’ll be alright”.

- 10 minutes later -

The door opened and Marc walked in, along with Mary.

“Maya all i can do is apologise, I just heard what you’ve been through which no one especially at your age should ever have to go through…

If you need any support you can always speak to me, or we could get you a therapist free of charge, whatever you need”.

“Thank you, but it’s okay”. She replied, looking up for the first time.

“If you ever change your mind let me know. I see y/n makes you happy which is important for this team, i’m sorry if you felt like i was against it”.

“Thank you for this”. You said.

“It’s okay, your health and mental health always comes first”.

Maya nodded her head.

“I need to go now, if you don’t feel like playing just let me know”.

“Will do”. Maya replied, with a small smile

Mary also nodded at marc showing a smile as he walked past.

“I’ll leave you two alone now”.

“Thanks a lot Mary, I really owe you”. Maya said.

“No, you don’t owe me anything”. She said whilst making her way out.

Maya turned back to you.

“I also want to apologise to you, i realise now i shouldn’t have tried to kiss you when you didn’t want me to, i guess i’m just as bad as-“.

“No, you’re not, you never will be. i secretly liked it, just not the taste”, You replied cupping her cheek.

“If it makes you feel any better, I can still taste it too”. She chuckled.

“What does it taste like again?”, You said wrapping your arms around her neck.

“Do you really want to find out?”, She smiled, breaking the gap between you.

“Yes”, You whispered as your face were inches apart”.

Maya brought you into a kiss bringing you beneath her like you did before on the couch.

Her tongue moved around your mouth but you didn’t care, all you wanted to do was make her happy and she always felt the most comfortable and confident when kissing you.

“We should probably go before we get exposed again”, You said, breaking up the kiss.

“Probably a good idea”, She chuckled.

Walking into the locker room you saw most of the team was still there.

“Maya…we heard what happened”, Katie said, cautiously.

“W-what, how?”. You said, looking at Mary.

“Mary has a loud voice, so one of us heard when we walked past”.

“Sorry, Maya i didn’t think anyone would be able to hear”.

“No, it’s um, it’s ok you were probably going to find out at some point”. Maya’s smile now fading away.

“If you need to talk to anyone we’re always here to listen”.

“Thanks”. Maya replied, nodding her head.

She then quickly walked out the room and you followed behind her.

- A few days later -

It was now match day against Brighton, Maya felt better now so she was willing to play against her old side.

You also started on the right wing.

We were comfortably winning 3-0 after 40 minutes played, performing well as a team.

Maya played her long ball as she usually does and it was inch perfect, the only thing that was stopping you was the goalkeeper.

The keeper made a risky decision coming out from her goal, you put the ball round her but she clattered into you harshly, this made you fall backwards.

However as you did a Brighton defender was right behind you and you painfully banged the back of your head into her knee.

Your vision quickly became blurry as you were losing consciousness and the last thing you heard was the sound of the referees whistle blowing over and over again.

Maya ran straight to your side, not that you knew of, crouching down next to you as if she was a paramedic herself. Her teammates tried to call her away but she refused to move.

The Brighton keeper then stood behind Maya before she was going down the tunnel due to her red card, to see how you were.

But as she did she accidentally caught Maya’s back as she leant over trying to get a better angle of you as it was difficult due to crowds around you.

Maya turned around agitated by the touch and soon realised who did it.

“Get away”, She shouted at her past teammate.

“I’m so sorry Maya”, She said reaching an arm out.

Maya stood up and shoved her out the way with more force than intended. This caused arguments all over the pitch as Brighton players yelled back at Maya.

The referee was quick in attempting to break it up as your teammates held her back.

After a few minutes it settled down and Maya was shown a strong yellow card, if there was an Amber card Maya would have got it.

She turned back shaking her head, watching the stretcher that carried you cross the sideline.

[thewickedkat]

piss-warm take but:

episode 51 wasn't unfair. it was difficult, yes, because that's what defines conflict, and conflict is what drives a story forward. the odds were stacked against the Hells, and Ludinus was always gonna get his shot off but there were indeed things the Hells could attempt to make it more difficult for him. the question was never 'can the Hells stop him,' but 'how can the Hells nerf his success?'

and, well, the dice gods spoke. they spoke in dogshit rolls. even Beau and Caleb's rolls were dogshit. sometimes it can't be helped.

and Otohan? despite being apparently beatable in her previous encounter with the Hells, Otohan Thull was built the way she was for one singular purpose: to take down the Voice of the Tempest. maybe not kill outright, but to certainly incapacitate. yes, Kiki is level 20 with a Vestige and is Wise as Fuck, but she still has a mortal squishy body.

so let's pretend, shall we? let's pretend that BH's plans got pulled off swimmingly. let's pretend that the Shadowfell Key was wrecked, that Planerider Ryn wasn't petrified, that Orym destroyed the Dunamis Juice Jet Pack (patent pending) on Otohan's back; let's pretend that Chetney's gamble of grappling Ludinus succeeded; let's pretend that Leliana got talked down by Imogen and turned against Ludinus. let's say, for the sake of a hypothesis, that everything fell into place magically and Ludinus was apprehended by Caleb and Beau and Otohan was taken into the custody of the Air Ashari.

so...what then? Imogen is reunited with her mum, Orym gets justice for his family, the leader of the Cerberus Assembly faces consequences for his fuckery with dunamis and the theft of residuum from Whitestone. yay! good guys win, bad guys get jail time and no turmeric-ginger cookies. huzzah!

jesus christ but that sounds boring. because what you're left with is personal backstory episodes. since Orym's would be finished, it isnt unreasonable to conclude he'd return to Zephrah; Fearne could return to her parents, or Nana Morri; Imogen would have Leliana (i imagine Laudna would stick with Imogen for the time being), so then the folks we have left are Ashton, Letters, and Chet to fill in their arcs. and while i am indeed interested in backstory, that cannot be the only thing overarching their lives, because then it just becomes a series of check marks to tick off a list.

Bells Hells' stories are interesting because of how they're just a bunch of disparate chucklefucks who are still figuring out the dynamics of found family and what it means to not be alone and assume no one will help you. they still grind up against one another sometimes, and they definitely grind up against the world at large--see? conflict. friction. it is needed, and i think this was a great bit of it because you aren't always gonna stop the bad guy from calling down a god-eater.

because then that would just be an episode of Scooby-Doo, and we don't come here to watch problems get resolved in thirty minutes and then everyone has ice cream.

[saintmurd0ck]

hiii lovely <333 i have a lil request :)

matt taking care of reader when they’re sick

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hi my love <3 anything for you!!!

i love this request so much because i'm feeling soft and sweet, and i want to make you feel that way too 🥰

join my 200 follower celebration ➶ ｡˚ °

matt knows you're getting sick way before you do. you hate getting sick, and don't often, but the way matt dotes on you 24/7, taking care of your every need, even more so than he already does...

well, you don't mind getting sick now

matt is the most caring boyfriend, listening to your body's signals as you heal

'gotta look after you, gorgeous' he mumbles, as he gets your medication, helps you get changed into comfy pajamas, and tucks you into bed

you love watching him mess around in the kitchen, from your cozy spot on the couch where he's draped a thick blanket over you

he pores over the internet, meticulously researching cold remedies, superfoods, just anything that can help you heal quicker

he's got an apron on, sometimes just boxers underneath, as per your request, making you soup, and whatever else he's found from his 'research'

he gives you a shot of ginger juice with turmeric once, that he got from the fancy health food store a couple blocks away, and it's disgusting, but you swallow it with a smile, just to see his

he kisses your forehead profusely while you're sick, frowning when the skin underneath is hot to the touch, and immediately getting you a cold towel and painkillers to help

he tries his best to work from home while you're unwell, so he can keep an eye on you (pun not intended)

he fusses over you, by your side as much as possible, combing his fingers through your hair as you sleep

he doesn't care that you're sniffly, your words are muffled, or that you're coughing, he reminds you you're beautiful, every single day

'thank you for taking care of me, matty' you say, pressing a kiss to his lips

god, his lips are so warm and so soft, they melt your heart and send shivers down your spine

'of course gorgeous' he says as he traces the curve of your jaw, the hollow of your neck

you're grateful, so, so grateful, as he smiles, radiating and ethereal, a smile that drives the sickness in the air far, far away

he gets in bed behind you, snuggling up to you, making sure you're all wrapped up in his arms

he murmurs in your ear, listening to your heartbeat slow as you fall asleep. 'i love you, and i'll do it forever'

[chickyschoices]

Update: I had my first shot this morning on an empty stomach. I usually have a bit of a tummy ache in the mornings. My tummy is calm and happy today.

I'm tired of taking so many supplements. Decided to try the pineapple, ginger, turmeric shot.

I'm going to get these jars for storage ⬆️

[miss-kittys-kombucha-log]

9 Oct - Sencha Green Tea F1

The last few batches all fizzed up beautifully when I gave them a stir - but this one? Almost nothing. First time using sencha, so maybe the culture didn't like the new tea? 🤔

But a new SCOBY mat formed as usually, so I'm assuming the brew is still good, just not quite as bubbly as before.

23 Oct - Flavoured

Strawberry (250g) Ginger (25g) Nutmeg (11g)

Cherry (200g) Beetroot (50g)

Lychee (250g) Grapefruit (55ml) Turmeric (20g)

25 Oct - Bottled

Strawberry Ginger Nutmeg was not good. Maybe I used too much nutmeg, or those 3 flavours just don't combine well - but it was basically undrinkable.

It was crazy fizzy though! 😂 I used a lot less fruit than usual but it was still explosive. It's only been happening with my strawberry and raspberry batches, so I'm choosing to blame the fruit!

Absolutely loooove Cherry Bettroot! Think I've finally found the right ratio of fruit to beets (4:1). You can taste the beetroot, but it's not overpowering, and it just goes so well with cherry. Suuuuuper happy with this one.

Lychee Grapefruit Turmeric is a winner too - which surprised me. I threw them together because it happened to be what I had on hand, and I didn't really expect it to work, but it really does. (I love it when I have no plan - and it works out anyway!)

The money shot 😉

[it-took-one-bite]

⚠️ TW ⚠️ I am not a doctor and have no medical background. This is advice given to me based on my health conditions. Always check with your doctor before making changes that could effect your health and well-being. Stay safe!!

I asked my doctor what will help me 💩 without lax. They said to drink yakult or eat live yoghurt and take half a tsp of turmeric in water/coffee/season food etc. I like to take a shot of pure ginger juice mixed with half a tsp of turmeric followed by a yakult, the results are pretty quick!

Also if you season food with cayenne pepper, turmeric and black pepper it is meant to speed up metabolism for a period of time :)

[tinyshe]

Rosemary Gladstar’s Fire Cider Recipe

½ cup grated fresh horseradish root

½ cup or more fresh chopped onions

¼ cup or more chopped garlic

¼ cup or more grated ginger

Chopped fresh or dried cayenne pepper ‘to taste’. Can be whole or powdered. ‘ To Taste’ means should be hot, but not so hot you can’t tolerate it. Better to make it a little milder than to hot; you can always add more pepper later if necessary.

Optional ingredients; Turmeric, Echinacea, cinnamon, etc.

Place herbs in a half-gallon canning jar and cover with enough raw unpasteurized apple cider vinegar to cover the herbs by at least three to four inches. Cover tightly with a tight fitting lid.

Place jar in a warm place and let for three to four weeks. Best to shake every day to help in the maceration process.

After three to four weeks, strain out the herbs, and reserve the liquid.

Add honey ‘to taste’. Warm the honey first so it mixes in well. “To Taste’ means your Fire Cider should taste hot, spicy, and sweet. “A little bit of honey helps the medicine go down……”

Rebottle and enjoy! Fire Cider will keep for several months unrefrigerated if stored in a cool pantry. But it’s better to store in the refrigerator if you’ve room.

A small shot glass daily serves as an excellent tonic Or take teaspoons if you feel a cold coming on.

Take it more frequently if necessary to help your immune system do battle.

[mangoinspector]

golden milk for a golden day. 

it has been a gloomy morning today in SWFL. not to mention the temperature has decreased by some 10-25 degrees the past couple of evenings. personally, i favor the warmer weather and humidity. for a lot of us, the colder weather and gloomy skies can take a toll in our confidence in ourselves and for the rest of the day. many of us will take one inconvenience and claim that the rest of the day will go just about the same. we set ourselves up for failure before we’ve given the rest of the day a chance to play out. 

this morning i am sipping on my own golden milk latte recipe that helps warm up the fire in my solar plexus : 

turmeric powder 

cinnamon sticks 

ginger 

clove 

fennel greek 

rosemary 

spruce pine needles 

elderberries 

ginseng root 

astragalus root 

licorice root 

matcha leaves 

marjoram leaves 

after steeped, i added a teaspoon of honey and topped it off with almond milk. 

from a recent perspective healing, i am beginning to see these inconvenient circumstances as opportunities for fluidity, letting go of control, and having gratitude for the experience. now at first that seems like a lot of hullabaloo, but it was not as easy as words can put it. before healing my inner chakra points i let the feelings trapped in those energy centers control my day, how i felt about it, and i let these challenging feelings debilitate me before i could move on from the feeling. some things that can get trapped in these centers are childhood trauma, trauma in self-worth and self-esteem, intrusive thoughts, sensual and sexual trauma, experience with abuse, people pleasing, and a lack in self-expression. when these shadows come up, i like to do things that match the energy on the other side of the spectrum. i’ll dedicate affirming songs to myself and sing them in a mirror, i’ll hold myself a little tighter to show myself that i’m supported, i’ll do breath work techniques and connect with the physical sensations of my body, and most importantly i move! shake, shimmy, jump, kick, stretch, and roll. 

one small habit i have with a lot of intention behind it is putting turmeric in most of my everyday foods. including teas, smoothies, wellness shots, breakfasts, snacks, soups, rice, and most dinners. not only does it add great flavor but i use it to add a bit more healing into what i add to my own body. 

the benefits of turmeric include : 

1. Depression

2. Type 2 Diabetes

3. Viral Infections

4. Premenstrual Syndrome

5. High Cholesterol

6. Alzheimer's Disease

7. Arthritis

8. Cancer

9. Irritable Bowel Syndrome

10. Headaches

11. Acne 

i do what i can to let myself, my mind, and my body know that there is plenty of space for me to be, to feel, and to release what is being held on to. i’ve given myself energy work for almost a year now, and in that time i’ve received a lot of help from others perspectives and healing energy. in that time i’ve been given the space to develop my own practice with what works for me, and it’s still ever-changing. healing becomes more easeful when we practice as well as when we are adding to that ease in the process. 

be kind to yourself. 

health benefits list cited from https://www.webmd.com/diet/ss/slideshow-turmeric 

picture was found from site https://vk.com/wall-208741385_20 

[therealgutdoctor]

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