#harmony amaranth

[akerensumi-is-canon]

super autistic lesbian animal rpg

[dazedstargazing]

so you all remember how normal i said i am about these girls? :) yeeeeeaaaah...

[hattiestgal]

SLARPG suggestion I got over on cohost! This happened in game btw I saw it

[moon-drop-grape]

THE FULL MIISLARPIA PARTY!!

[SLARPG spoilers under the cut]

[murrajfur]

Minor SLARPG spoilers

I regret to inform you all I’ve been doing texture edits

Models by Squidney!

[profidence]

random assortment of characters i've drawn in the past few years

[ecstaticunicorns]

👔 - formal - i neeed to draw mariana fem more. i also need to draw her more uh. i havent drawn humans much in a while

🌁 - hoodie - she's wearing your hoodie. fuck you <3

🌋 - camping/adventuring - her default outfit is adventuring so i went for camping :3

[grenadineghost]

oooh! amaranth, kira, ophelia, and izzy :3

HIII OMG TY....

so i ended up drawing a sort of self portrait for ophelia bc i am literally insane-

[tessa-liam]

Turning the Page

Come Back to Me  Chapter 12 

Choices, The Royal Romance, AU 

Series Premise: As Riley Brooks journeys through life as a single parent in New York City, an epiphany strikes as she contemplates the future for herself and her two-year-old son. 

Turning the Page Series Masterlist My Complete Masterlist 

Main pairing: Liam Rys x F!OC Riley Brooks 

AAll characters belong to Pixelberry Studios, except William Brooks (Rys) and Matteo Magro, who both belong to this series. 

Category: On-going series, contains angst/fluff/depression. Cross-over fic with Choices, Perfect Match. 

Rating: M 🔞 - Warnings – Series will contain crude language, weapons, NSFW material – not Beta’d - please excuse all errors. 

Words: 3331 

Come Back to Me, Chapter 12 

Chapter Summary: As Liam and Riley’s visit continues in Lythikos, they are joined by guests from the Capital. 

Music & Title Inspiration: Come Back to Me, David Cook 

A/N1: A/N1: In this alternate universe, after King Constantine orchestrates two individual scandals to humiliate and entrap Riley Brooks and Olivia Nevrakis in shame, Madeleine Amaranth secures her position as the Queen of Cordonia. Riley, as the King’s mistress and Olivia, in self-imposed exile. Tariq is never found.  

A/N2: Damien Nazario has been assigned as William’s personal bodyguard. (Series cross-over with ‘Perfect Match’) 

‘...and when you see what you need to see 

When you find you 

Come back to me 

...and I hope you find everything that you need 

I’ll be right here waiting to see 

You find you 

Come back to me...’ 

Lythikos, Cordonia 

Liam and Olivia sat together in the cozy sitting room of Nevrakis Chateau, their hands wrapped around steaming cups of dark roast Cordonian coffee. Through the large bow windows, they could see gentle flakes of snow falling from the sky, blanketing the landscape in a soft, pristine white. 

The room was adorned with rich, dark wood furnishings, plush sofas and armchairs arranged around a crackling fireplace that emitted a warm glow. Paintings depicting scenic landscapes, adding to the ambiance of comfort and luxury tastefully decorated the walls.

Mischa and Zeus, Olivia’s malamutes, were vigilantly sitting at their mistresses’ feet as she and Liam conversed in hushed tones, their voices blending harmoniously with the peaceful surroundings. Occasionally, the king and duchess would pause to gaze out at the snowfall, admiring the beauty of nature's quiet spectacle as they awaited the arrival of their guests in the early morning.

"I appreciate you taking the time to spend with Riley." Liam smiled warmly; his cup of coffee half raised. 

"Of course, Li ... after every obstacle she has had to overcome since arriving in Cordonia for your social season, she deserves validation of her worth.” 

"She is struggling, trying to find her place here again.” Liam shook his head, the guilt once again overwhelming him. 

"She'll find it.” Olivia observed her friend closely. Olivia sighed and put her cup down. 

"Liam, I'm going to tell you something.” 

"Okay.” Liam lifted his gaze from his hands in response with hesitation. 

"I've never been good at saying these kinds of things, so I'll make this quick.” 

"Go on, Liv.” 

"You are my best friend, and I care about you. And I know that Riley is the woman for you. I've known that for some time now.” Olivia exhaled deeply. “Even though ...” Olivia twisted her fingers in her lap. “Even though, I wish it were me that you chose.” 

Liam listened attentively to Olivia's words, his expression a mix of understanding and empathy. He reached out and gently placed his hand over hers, offering a reassuring squeeze. 

"I value our friendship more than words can express, Olivia," Liam spoke with sincerity. "You've been by my side through thick and thin, and I cherish every moment we've shared." 

He paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before continuing. "As for Riley, she's an extraordinary woman, and I feel incredibly fortunate to have her back in my life. Our connection is deep and meaningful, and I believe she's the one I want to build a future with." 

Liam's gaze softened as he spoke. "I understand your feelings, Olivia. You have always been a constant source of support and understanding for me, and I value that more than you know. I hope that you will always remember how much you mean to me, regardless of who I'm with romantically." 

Olivia nodded, a small smile touching her lips. "I do know, Liam. And I'm genuinely happy for you and Riley. You both deserve all the happiness in the world." 

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of barking. The guests had arrived, and Liam and Olivia exchanged a knowing look, their unspoken bond of friendship and mutual respect stronger than ever after their confessions.

"Thank you again, Olivia.” Liam said as he stood to greet the guests. 

"And if anyone tries to get between the two of you, I'll be right there by your side.” Olivia smirked. 

"That's good to know, Liv.” Liam chuckled. 

“By the way, have you heard from your ex-wife?” 

Liam's expression changed, the lines around his eyes deepened, and his jaw tightened. 

"Not a word.” 

"You know I can personally locate her, right?” 

"I have no doubt, but it's not necessary. I have assigned Damien to personally lead an intel team to track her.” 

"Okay, but ....” 

"She's not going to come between Riley and me.” 

"Good. Because if she does, I will personally handle her.” 

"You know, I have a feeling you're enjoying this more than you should." 

"Perhaps.” 

Liam chuckled as he turned to watch Riley with Willam walk hand in hand down the grand staircase. 

"Good morning, love." Liam smiled as he bent down to kiss her cheek and reached down to scoop William in his arms.

"There she is...there is my little blossom!" Maxwell cried, running towards Riley engulfing her in a bear hug, lifting her off the ground. Bertrand, Savannah and Bartie followed greeting Liam and Olivia.

"It's good to see you too, Max. You look well." Riley laughed as he spun her around in the air. 

"I'm not letting go until you promise to never leave me again." 

"Alright, alright, put me down!" Riley giggled, feeling the warmth and affection of her Cordonian best friend. “What are you guys doing here?” 

“We came to say hello, silly.” Maxwell winked, as Bertrand walked up to Riley to place a kiss on her cheek. 

William tugged on Liam’s pants, "Who's that?" William gestured towards the little boy holding his mother’s hand. 

"That's Bartie, buddy. He is Maxwell’s little nephew." 

"Hi." William beamed as he waved to Bartie. Damien stepped forward in anticipation to follow the crown prince. 

“Hi.” Bartie returned the greeting with a smile. 

“Lady Riley, you look well.” Bertrand stood beside Savannah and Bartie. 

“It's so good to see you both!” Riley moved up to hug Savannah and accept a kiss on the cheek from Bertrand. 

"Bertrand, it's so good to see you." 

"Likewise, Lady Riley. You are a welcome sight." 

"Aww, thanks, Bertrand." 

"And this must be William.” 

Bertrand bowed to the crown prince. 

"Yes. William, this is your uncle Bertrand.” 

"Hello, William.” 

"Hewwo." William shyly greeted him, hiding behind Riley's leg. 

"Oh, my. This is awkward. I'm not very good with children." Bertrand said nervously. 

"It's okay, Bertrand. Just be yourself.” Savannah gently pushed him forward 

"Very well. I, ....um, brought you a gift." 

Bertrand held out a small box. 

"Aww, thank you, Bertrand. That is not necessary."  Riley answered.

"Of course, it is. It is only proper etiquette. William is the crown prince of Cordonia." Riley grinned, shaking her head. “I stand corrected.” 

*** 

Under the gently falling snowflakes outside Nevrakis Chateau, William and Bartie ran through the snow-covered gardens, their laughter echoing in the crisp air. Maxwell’s cheeks were rosy from the cold, and his eyes sparkled with childlike delight as he tried to catch snowflakes on his tongue, trying to impress his nephew. 

Liam, scooping up snow to build a snowman with William, laughed heartily as he watched his son splayed on the ground creating a snow angel. His normally composed demeanor gave way to playful enthusiasm as he encouraged William's creative ideas for their snowy adventures. 

Riley, with Savannah stood by with a smile, capturing the joyful moments with her phone. Her eyes glowed with happiness as she watched Liam and William further bond over the simple pleasure of playing in the snow. 

Their guests, a mix of friends and family, joined in the snow-filled festivities. Laughter and good-natured banter filled the air as everyone engaged in snowball fights, built snow forts, and created snow angels together. 

As the day progressed, everyone gathered around a crackling fire inside the chateau, sipping hot cocoa and sharing stories. The warmth of the fire contrasted with the cold beauty of the snowscape outside, creating a cozy and inviting atmosphere. 

***

....later in the evening...

Surrounded by snow-peaked mountains, ensconced in romantic candlelight, Liam grasped Riley’s hand and led her to submerge down into the thermal waters of the outdoor hot tub of the Royal suite. 

Riley sank down to let the warm water wash over her. "This is perfect, Liam.” 

"It is.” 

They sat in silence for a few moments, enjoying the peace and tranquility of the moment. 

"What's going on in that sweet, beautiful mind of yours, Riley?" 

"I was just thinking about how much time we've lost." Liam could see the hurt in her eyes mixed with unshed tears starting to form before she looked down, unable to keep eye contact with him.  Liam reached over to gently lift her chin, as she became emotional.

"We'll make up for lost time." 

"How, Liam?" 

"By spending every moment together, cherishing each other, and never letting go." 

"That does sound nice." 

"It does." 

Liam reached forward and brushed a strand of hair away from Riley's face. 

"I promise you, love. I will do everything in my power to make you happy." 

"I know, Liam.” 

"So, are you ready to talk about the future now?" 

"I am." Riley breathed in.

"Good." 

Liam paused, gathering his thoughts. 

"I want us to be a family, Riley. A real family. 

"Me too, Liam. But, how do we do it?" 

"We start by taking things one day at a time. We spend time together and get to know each other again. We take things slowly and enjoy the journey."

Liam looked at Riley with adoration, his eyes filled with love. 

“Je veux t’emmener a Paris.” Riley quickly turned her head to look at Liam. 

["I want to take you to Paris”] 

“Il y a tellement de belles choses que je veux partager avec vous la-bas.”

["There are so many beautiful things I want to share with you there."] 

“Okay, okay ... I caught the words, ‘Paris’ and ‘beautiful’.” Riley giggled and then waved her hand in the air. “Everything else went way over my head.” 

Liam smiled wide and shook his head. “I want to take you to Paris and share the beauty with you.” 

“The Eiffel tower was breathtaking.” 

“There is so much more to Paris than the Eiffel tower.” Liam lifted Riley’s hand to his lips and turned her wrist over to gently kiss. 

“Je dois montrer a l’amour de ma vie a quel point elle compte pour moi. Te revoir dans ma vie n’a pas de prix.”  

[“I need to show the love of my life how much she means to me. To have you back in my life is priceless.” ]

Liam tugged Riley’s arm and pulled her onto his lap. 

Cupping her cheek, he met her lips in a slow, sultry kiss, his tongue coaching her to allow him to take her breath away as his tilted her head to deepen the kiss. 

Riley more than willingly let Liam take the lead. She missed the thrill she felt when he would take control and melted into his embrace.

Liam’s hands moved down to her waist pressing her body down against his, as Riley wrapped her arms around his neck she felt his impressive length as she could not resist grinding her hips down. 

"Let's take this inside," he whispered huskily. 

"Mmmhmm." Riley purred. 

Liam rose up from the tub and lifted Riley up as she wrapped her legs around him. Dripping water and leaving a trail of wet footprints on the floor, Liam carried carried her inside to the bedroom.

With one arm supporting her, and the other opening the doors, they made their way inside. 

"I've missed this," he whispered, kissing her deeply. 

"So have I," she replied, her eyes half-closed, reveling in the feeling of his body pressed against hers. 

They moved further into the room, stopping at the bed. Liam lowered Riley down onto the mattress, his body following hers. 

Riley ran her fingers through his wet hair, pulling him in for another heated kiss. 

"I need you, Riley," he whispered, his voice low and husky. 

"I'm yours, Liam," she whispered back, her body responding to his touch. 

Liam kissed down her neck, his hands roaming over her curves, exploring every inch. 

"Liam," Riley moaned, her body aching for more. 

“William ...” 

“William is comfortably sleeping in the next room.” 

Liam paused,  as he kissed his way down her body, his hands caressing her breasts, his lips teasing her nipples. 

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his breath hot against her skin. 

"I'm yours," Riley replied, her voice full of desire. 

Liam kissed his way down her stomach, his hands caressing her hips. He parted her legs, his lips trailing over her inner thighs. 

Riley could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her body aching for his touch. 

"Please, Liam," she whispered, her voice a plea. 

The world seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in each other's embrace. It was if time itself had paused, allowing them this moment of reunification after so long apart. Their hearts beat in unison, a rythym of longing and desire that had been suppressed for too long.

They collapsed on the bed, their bodies entwined, their breathing heavy. 

Riley’s fingers traced the lines of Liam's face, memorizing every detail as if afraid this moment might slip away.

Liam, with a gentleness that belied his intensity, cradled her face in his hands, his eyes searching hers as if trying to convey a lifetime of unspoken words.

"I've missed you," Riley whispered, her voice barely audible above the rush of emotions between them.

Liam nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "I've missed you too, more than words can say."

"Stay with me," he whispered, his voice heavy with emotion. 

"Always," Riley replied, her heart full of love. 

Riley snuggled closer to Liam, their bodies fitting perfectly together. 

"I love you," she whispered, her heart finally feeling complete. 

"I love you too," Liam whispered back, his love for her shining through his eyes. 

"This is perfect," she sighed, her body completely content. 

"You're perfect," he murmured, his arms holding her close as he kissed her forehead. 

***

The next day at Nevrakis Chateau in Lythikos dawned with a gentle warmth that matched the newfound closeness that returned between Riley and Liam. As they woke up entangled in each other's arms, the sunlight filtering through the windows painted their room in a soft golden hue. 

Riley stirred first, her fingers tracing patterns on Liam's chest as she watched him sleep peacefully. She couldn't help but smile, feeling a sense of contentment she had not experienced in a long time. With a gentle kiss on his cheek, she whispered, "Good morning, my love." 

Liam blinked his eyes open, a lazy smile spreading across his face as he saw Riley's loving gaze. "Good morning, beautiful," he murmured, pulling her closer for a lingering kiss. 

"Riley," Liam began, his voice filled with affection, "I have a special arrangement for William today. I thought it would be wonderful for him to spend the entire day with Bartie, Maxwell, Savannah, and Bertrand." 

Riley's eyes lit up with delight at the thought of William having a day filled with fun and adventure with his friends. "That sounds fantastic, Liam! I'm sure they'll have a great time together." 

Liam nodded, a smile playing on his lips. "I thought it would also give us a chance to have some uninterrupted time together, just the two of us. We can explore more of Lythikos, enjoy a quiet lunch, and simply cherish each other's company." 

Riley leaned in, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I love that idea, Liam. Spending time with you like this is truly special." 

They shared a tender moment, savoring the anticipation of a day filled with shared experiences and cherished moments. Liam's thoughtful gesture to arrange William's day with their friends allowed them the opportunity to reconnect and deepen their bond in the enchanting surroundings of Nevrakis Chateau and Lythikos. 

After a leisurely morning together, they decided to explore more of Lythikos. Liam had planned a surprise outing for Riley, eager to show her some of his favorite spots in the picturesque region. 

They ventured out hand in hand, enjoying the crisp morning air and the breathtaking views of the mountains surrounding them. Liam took Riley to a secluded spot overlooking a serene lake.

"I used to come here often to clear my mind," Liam shared, his eyes reflecting the tranquility of the place. "It's peaceful, away from the chaos of the palace." 

"It's beautiful," Riley whispered, leaning into him as they watched the gentle breeze upon the water's surface. 

As they talked and shared stories from their past, Riley felt a sense of belonging she hadn't felt in a long time. Being with Liam in such a serene setting, away from the pressures of their responsibilities, allowed them to connect on a deeper level. 

After spending a blissful day together, they returned to the chateau in the evening, where a romantic dinner awaited them. Liam had arranged for a Michelin star chef to prepare a gourmet meal, complete with candlelight and soft music playing in the background. 

Over dinner, they talked about their hopes and dreams for the future. Liam expressed his desire to create lasting memories with Riley, to travel the world together and experience new adventures. 

"I want us to live fully, without any regrets," Liam said, his eyes locked on Riley's. "I want you by my side in every journey, every moment." 

Riley's heart swelled with love, feeling overwhelmed by the depth of Liam's feelings for her. "I want that too, Liam," she replied, reaching across the table to take his hand. "I want us to embrace life together, to cherish every moment." 

As the evening progressed, their conversation turned lighter, filled with laughter and playful banter. They danced together in the moonlit courtyard, lost in each other's arms, their worries and doubts melting away in the magic of the moment. 

Eventually, exhaustion caught up with them, and they retired to their room, cuddled up in each other's embrace. With a whispered "I love you" and a tender kiss, they drifted off to sleep, ready to face whatever the future held for them, united in their love and commitment to each other. 

Thanks for reading; please let me know if you would like to be added or removed from this series.

📌@ao719 @txemrn @queenmiarys @sfb123 @twinkleallnight @alj4890 @differenttyphoonwerewolf @bascmve01 @busywoman @kristinamae093 @kingliam2019 @emkay512 @karahalloway @malblk21 @tinkie1973 @emersyn-in-cordonia @dutifullynuttywitch @charlotteg234 @lovingchoices14 @kyra75 @imjusthereforliam

📌@choicesficwriterscreations

[astra-ravana]

Astra's Essential Herb Collection

A list of herbs I simply can not be without. (May update over time.)

Alkanet- Serpent energy, loyalty, good luck, good fortune, protects money, protection from betrayal

Amber- Protection, mental clarity, personal power boost, spiritual alchemy, manifestation, transformation

American Mandrake- Protection, love, control, spirit communication, astral travel, psychic strength

Amaranth- Strong love, good luck, longevity, prosperity, connection, travel, movement

Bergamot- Purification, exorcism, manifestation, good luck, prosperity, intuition, divination, calms spirits

Bindweed- Binding, strength, temperance, control, peace, beauty

Bittersweet- Nullification, neutralizing, baneful magick, platonic love, friendship, truth (TOXIC)

Black Locust- Defensive, baneful magick, protection, strength, passion, drive, motivation, courage

Blue Lotus- Connection to the divine, divination, astral work, dream work, psychic ability, intuition

Calamus- Spiritual protection, comradery, connection, immortality, clearing, repels negativity, control (TOXIC)

Damiana- Sex magick, love, awareness, seduction, baneful magick, dream work, psychic ability

Dandelion- Divination, wishes, spirit calling, positive chaos, friendship

Dryad's Saddle- Good spirits, the Fae, positive energy, spiritual growth, protection, love, luck

Elder- Transformation, regeneration, ancestor work, the Fae, astral travel, confidence, strength, warding

Eyebright- Psychic ability, divination, truth, third eye, awakening, new beginnings, focus, intuition, perception

Five Finger Grass- Love, money, health, power, wisdom, protection, warding

Fumitory- Consecration, purification, protection, counter magick, return to sender, exorcism, calming

Holy Basil- Spiritual wellness, good luck, blessings, meditation, manifestation, abundance

Jezebel Root- Love, passion, attraction, control, wealth, business success, baneful magick

Lily of the Valley- Purification, protection, happiness, higher consciousness, meditation, peace (TOXIC)

Magnolia- Abundance, banishment, fidelity, fertility, growth, self-reliance, tranquility, wisdom

Marshmallow- Good spirits, love, fertility, cleansing, protection, healing

Mojo Bean- Wishes, good luck, unexpected gifts, prosperity, wealth, good fortune

Mugwort- Dream work, visions, psychic ability, meditation, astral travel, wisdom, protection, channeling, spirit work, spiritual growth

Mullein- Clearing, focus, love, bravery, dreamwork, spirit work

Patchouli- Success, prosperity, abundance, manifestation, connection to nature, energy work

Red Clover- Protection, healing, prosperity, warding, relaxation meditation

Saffron- Success, manifestation, boosts power, protection, love, sex, divination

Sandalwood- Meditation, spirit work, higher consciousness, clearing, cleansing

Star Anise- The evil eye, happiness, psychic ability, manifestation, divination, offerings, abundance, harmony

Spanish Moss- Growth, regeneration, love, strength, patience, justice, revenge, baneful magick

Sulphur- Breaking curses, protection, nullification, baneful magick, exorcism, invoking and banishing

Trillium- Connection to spirit, balance, bravery, recovery, enlightenment, empowerment

Wormwood- Psychic ability, divination, astral travel, spirit work, love, cleansing, protection, power, connection to spirit

Vanilla Bean- Personal Empowerment, good luck, love, money, healing, happiness, glamour

Willow- Healing from depression/grief, protection, cleansing, spirit work, renewal, revitalization, perseverance, resurrection

Wood Betony- Protection, dream work, return to sender, nullification, neutralizing, calming, promotes peace, balance, evil eye

[dazedstargazing]

if your headmate finds a way to manifest a body then why not enjoy some of those early morning cuddles? (and if your girlfriend gets caught in the middle then so be it)

[cosmos-within]

Herbs and Uses (A-N)

Acacia Powder (gum arabic): Purification, Divination, Enlightenment

Agrimony (c/s): Protection, Reversal, Uncrossing

Alfalfa (c/s): Money, Luck, Abundance

Aloe (c/s): Protection, Luck, Beauty

Angelica Root (c/s): Protection, Good Fortune, Blessings

Apple Blossom (flower): Love, Fertility, New Beginnings

Arrowroot (powder): Opportunity, Luck, Money

Ashwagandha (c/s): Grounding, Strength, Vitality

Astragalus (c/s): Clarity, Focus, Shielding

Barberry Root Bark (c/s): Shielding, Luck, Counter Magick

Basil (c/s): Money, Happiness, Success

Bentonite (clay): Balance, Clarity, Awareness

Bhringraj (powder): Growth, Strength, Renewal

Bilberry Leaf (c/s): Success, Love, Protection

Birch Bark (c/s): Love, Protection, Wisdom

Black Cohosh (c/s): Protection, Intuition, Courage

Black Peppercorn (whole): Protection, Purification, Exorcism

Blackberry Leaf (c/s): Prosperity, Protection, Counter Magick

Blessed Thistle (c/s): Protection, Blessing, Counter Magick

Boldo Leaf (c/s): Repel Evil, Protection, Counter Magick

Boneset (c/s): Protection, Exorcism, Cord Cutting

Buckwheat Hulls (whole): Money, Protection, Employment

Burdock Root (c/s): Protection, Healing, Warding

Butterfly Pea (whole flowers): Transformation, Renewal, Hope

Calamus Root (c/s): Luck, Money, Amplify

Calendula (whole flowers): Luck, Love, Legal Matters

Carnation (whole flowers, toxic: dogs/cats): Protection, Love, Healing

Cascara Sagrada (c/s): Protection, Money, Legal Matters

Cat's Claw Bark (c/s): Protection, Prosperity, Psychic Powers

Catnip (c/s): Abundance, Friendship, Happiness

Cedar (c/s): Prosperity, Protection, Love

Chamomile (whole flowers): Money, Luck, Success

Chickweed (c/s): Abundance, Love, Resilience

Chicory Root (roasted granules): Open Locks, Remove Obstacles, Counter Magick

Chili Pepper (whole peppers): Protection, Counter Magick, Fidelity

Chive (rings): Protection, Balance, Counter Magick

Chrysanthemum (whole flowers): Protection, Love, Joy

Cinnamon (bark chips): Luck, Success, Money

Cinquefoil (c/s): Attraction, Luck, Open Roads

Clove (whole): Protection, Purification, Manifestation

Coltsfoot (c/s): Money, Love, Tranquility

Comfrey Leaf (c/s): Money, Travel Protection, Stability

Comfrey Root (c/s): Luck, Protection, Fertility

Coriander Seed (whole): Love, Health, Protection

Cornflower (flower): Intuition, Clarity, and Psychic Abilities

Daisy (petals): Love, Luck, Innocence

Damiana Leaf (c/s): Love, Sex, Divination

Dandelion Leaf (c/s): Wishes, Communication, Divination

Dandelion Root (c/s): Wishes, Communication, Divination

Delphinium (whole flowers): Openness, Positivity, Warding

Devil’s Claw Root (c/s): Protection, Cleansing

Dianthus Leaf (carnation, c/s, toxic: dogs/cats): Love, Gratitude, Dignity

Dill Weed (c/s): Money, Protection, Love

Echinacea (c/s): Money, Healing, Strength

Elder Flower (whole flowers): Protection, Prosperity, Health

Elecampane (c/s): Love, Protection, Divination

Eleuthero Root (c/s): Love, Money, Counter Magick

Epazote (c/s): Protection, Obstacles, Counter Magick

Eucalyptus (c/s): Protection, Purification, Reconciliation

Fenugreek (seeds, whole): Money, Manifestation, Good Fortune

Fig (pieces): Luck, Fertility, Abundance

Flax Seed (whole seeds): Money, Protection, Divination

Frankincense (resin): Purification, Protection, Manifestation

Galangal Root (Low John, c/s): Money, Legal Matters, Counter Magick

Ginger Root (chips): Money, Success, Strength

Ginkgo (c/s): Fertility, Memory, Love

Ginseng (c/s): Protection, Warding, Wishes

Globe Amaranth (whole flowers): Immortality, Optimism, Eternal Love

Goldenrod (flowers): Abundance, Prosperity, Protection

Gotu Kola (c/s): Clarity, Rejuvenation, Growth

Guar Gum (powder): Stability, Binding, Manifestation

Hawthorn (c/s): Success, Fertility, Career

Heather (whole flowers): Protection, Luck, Connection

Helichrysum (whole flowers): Self-Esteem, Self-Forgiveness, Intuition

Hibiscus (c/s): Love, Harmony, Divination

Holy Basil (Tulsi, c/s): Luck, Protection, Sweetening

Honeysuckle (whole flowers): Money, Success, Abundance

Hops flower (c/s): Sleep, Divination, Creativity

Horehound (c/s): Clarity, Focus, Protection

Horsetail (Shavegrass) (c/s): Strength, Boundaries, Cleansing

Hydrangea (flower petals): Counter Magick, Love, Divination

Hyssop (c/s): Purification, Protection, Cleansing

Irish Moss (c/s): Luck, Money, Protection

Jasmine (whole flowers): Money, Love, Divination

Job's Tears (whole): WIshes, Luck, Fortune

Kelp (granules): Purification, Money, Warding

Knotweed (c/s): Binding, Restricting, Tying

Lavender (whole flowers): Love, Purification, Peace

Lemon Balm (c/s): Clarity, Protection, Purification

Lemon Verbena (c/s): Purification, Vitality, Love

Lemongrass (c/s): Love, Success, Happiness

Licorice Root (c/s): Control, Love, Fidelity

Lily (flower petals, toxic: cats): Fertility, Renewal, Prosperity

Linden (c/s): Justice, Love, Protection

Lotus Heart (stamens): Protection, Luck, Fertility

Lotus Seed (whole): Enlightenment, Prosperity, Rebirth

Maca Root (powder): Vitality, Endurance, Strength

Mandrake Root (c/s): Protection, Fertility, Prosperity

Marshmallow Root (c/s): Protection, Healing, Inner Peace

Meadowsweet (c/st): Careers, Love, Diffuse Tension

Milk Thistle (seed): Protection, Strength, Dispell Negativity

Mistletoe (c/s): Fertility, Protection, Money

Monk Fruit (c/s): Sweetening, Love,

Moringa (c/s): Vitality, Purification, Balance

Motherwort (c/s): Blessings, Counter Magick, Balance

Mugwort (c/s): Protection, Divination, Fertility

Mullein (c/s): Protection, Love, Warding

Black Mustard Seed (seed): Banishing, Healing, Luck

Nettle (c/s): Protection, Warding, Counter Magick

Nutmeg (powder): Money, Luck, Counter Magick

[jillybean-seighdrasov]

I just had to give a little sneak peek at chapter 250 of Stardust and The Crow. I know I still have 7 chapters in between, but this gave me so many feels. Especially, when listening to "Endlessly" by Amaranthe while reading it.

A few hours later, Seighdra woke feeling somewhat rested.  She stretched, then quietly stepped out of the room and made her way downstairs.  Searching for Crow, she headed to his office, but the space was empty.

“I think Crow is in Orion’s room,” Peyton said as she set the table.

Seighdra gave a small nod of thanks before turning toward the stairs.  Moving softly, she approached the children’s rooms, pausing as she reached Orion’s door.  She eased it open and stepped inside, her gaze falling on Crow rocking their infant son in his arms. 

He hadn’t noticed her yet.  His voice was low, tender, as he sang to Orion – her lullaby.  Seighdra leaned against the doorway, simply watching.  The rhythmic sway of Crow’s body as he cradled the baby, the gentle hum of his voice, the soft glow of the nightlight casting delicate shapes in the shadows – all of it filled her with warmth.

She had watched him like this before, long ago, when he was Uldren.  He had always been a devoted father, but seeing him now, in this quiet, intimate moment, melted her heart.  Their lives had changed so much since those early days of parenthood.  The years had reshaped their world, altered their paths in ways they could have never foreseen – but one thing had never wavered: Uldren’s, Crow’s, unwavering love and compassion for his family.

Seighdra let out a contented sigh, drawing Crow’s attention.  He turned slowly, still rocking Orion, his voice never faltering in the lullaby.  She stepped forward, and without hesitation, her voice joined his, their melodies intertwining in perfect harmony. 

When Orion finally drifted into a deep sleep, Crow carefully laid him in his crib and pulled a blanket over him.  “I think he’s out,” he whispered, brushing a gentle hand over the baby’s tiny form.  “Come on, let’s let him rest.”

With a soft touch, Crow placed a hand on Seighdra’s back, guiding her into the hall.  As soon as the door closed behind them, she turned and wrapped her arms around him, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

“Hey,” Crow murmured, concern lacing his voice as he felt her trembling.  “What’s wrong?”

Seighdra shook her head, pulling back just enough to meet his gaze.  “I’m fine,” she assured him with a small smile.  “It’s just… memories.  Lately, so many have been surfacing.”

Crow exhaled softly, pulling her closer.  “Oh, my Stardust,” he whispered, holding her tightly. Seighdra closed her eyes, resting against him.  “I just remember watching you back then,” she murmured, her voice barely above a breath.  “Back when you were Uldren… how you’d rock Radiance…” her voice dropped to a whisper, remembering Uldren's and her three deceased children.    “Aenyra, Ziyal, Thadeon.”

[moon-drop-grape]

[SLARPG spoilers]

so i have a crack pairing courtesy of a friend of mine

[thecupidcraft]

Holy Herbs! A

Acacia: Psychic enhancement, protection, purification, warding off negativity, consecrating tools, harmony.

Acorn: Growth, good luck, fertility, abundance, potential, preserving your youth, attracting faeries (when found or planted under a full moon).

Agar Agar: Opportunities, success, blessings, joy.

Alfalfa: Money, wealth, prosperity, warding off both hunger and poverty.

Allspice: Courage, good luck, healing, riches, power, determination, adding energy to spells.

Almond: Wisdom, prosperity, abundance, helping overcome dependencies and addictions, fruitfulness.

Aloe: Love, luck, peace, relieving loneliness, protection from accidents.

Amaranth: Healing, summoning spirits, mending broken hearts.

Amber: Focus, mental clarity, turning negative energy to positive energy, protection (from harm outside influences, and psychic attacks).

Angelica: Healing, exorcism, purification, uncrossing, removing spells + hexes + curses, protection against negativity, attracts positivity.

Anise: Purification, divination, protection, psychic awareness, meditation, relieving bad dreams and bringing good ones.

Apple: Fertility, abundance, long life, friendships, healing, garden magick, relationships, sexuality, spirits and the dead, Samhain.

Apricot: Love

Arnica: Strengthening psychic abilities, spiritual protection.

Ash Tree: Sea magick, prosperity, health, traveling safely, preventing illness, used at the Yule Log!

Aspen: Eloquence, anti-theft, clairvoyance, releasing fear.

Aster: Love, water magick

[lumi-klovstad-games]

The Crimson Concord: Blood and Honor

In the Grim Darkness of the Far Future, there is Only War.

Across the vast expanse of the galaxy, countless factions wage unending conflict in the name of their gods, their creeds, or their ambitions. Among them rises a warband whose legend is etched in blood and fire, a testament to the complex duality of martial honor and unrelenting fury. The Crimson Concord, led by the charismatic and fearsome Amaranthe the Crimson Oathbearer, stands as a unique embodiment of Khorne’s multifaceted nature—a balance between disciplined mastery and the primal thirst for combat.

Her tale, and that of her Warband, is one of faith corrupted, of warriors reforged in the crucible of war, and of an unyielding pursuit of perfection on the battlefield.

Amaranthe of the Order of the Sacred Blades was once a name whispered in reverent awe within the Imperium of Man. A bastion of faith and martial prowess, she epitomized the Adepta Sororitas’ creed, her actions embodying unwavering devotion to the Emperor. Born to a pious family on the shrine world of Serephina Prime, her life’s path was set in stone from the moment she could utter her prayers. Chosen for the Schola Progenium at a young age, Amaranthe excelled in every trial placed before her—be it theological rigor, combat drills, or trials of faith.

When inducted into the Order of the Sacred Blades, her ascension was swift. Her blade, blessed by the Canoness herself, never faltered in its purpose. On the battlefield, she was a figure of divine wrath, her every strike a hymn of purity against the heretics and xenos that plagued the Emperor’s domain. Her Sisters spoke of her with a mixture of awe and apprehension, for her zeal was unmatched, even among their ranks. Yet, beneath this veil of sanctity, the seeds of her undoing had already begun to take root.

On the battlefields of Valtherion Prime, as the skies darkened with ash and the screams of the dying echoed unendingly, Amaranthe faced a revelation that shattered her soul. The conflict was one of attrition, a brutal quagmire against Ork marauders. Her squad had been tasked with defending a reliquary housing fragments of Saint Luthias’ blade, a holy artifact of immense importance. But as the months dragged on, as blood flowed and bodies piled high, Amaranthe’s prayers became hollow whispers.

She began to see the truth she had always suspected yet dared not voice: the purity she sought did not lie in faith or in relics. It lay in the act of battle itself—in the perfection of the strike, the harmony of blood and steel. Her Sisters noticed the change in her demeanor, her growing obsession with combat for its own sake. But it was too late. As the enemy’s numbers swelled, and the tide of battle turned, Amaranthe heard a voice that cut through the cacophony: clear, commanding, undeniable. Khorne’s whispers were not promises of power or indulgence but a call to embrace the truth she had always known.

When the reliquary fell, it was not to any Ork blade, but by Amaranthe’s own hand. She shattered the sanctified glass surrounding the relic, melting the fragments of Saint Luthias’ blade to forge a new weapon from her old—transforming via an act of unthinkable blasphemy a single mass produced weapon with billions exactly like it throughout the galaxy into her unique and now legendary Eviscerator, Proof of Blood, which itself is a symbol to her that Khorne cares not from whence you come, but from how you distinguish yourself in battle. As her Sisters turned on her in horror, she cut them down, not with mindless rage, but with the precision of a warrior answering a higher calling. In her eyes, their refusal to see the purity of Khorne’s truth made them unworthy of the Emperor’s ideal. When the planet finally fell, Amaranthe emerged alone, her crimson armor tarnished with ash and blood, but her purpose clearer than ever.

The galaxy churns with conflict in the thousands of years since the Emperor first began his "Great Crusade". Those who betrayed the Emperor during the Horus Heresy now call it "The Long War", and it was amidst such chaos that the Crimson Concord first coalesced. In the aftermath of the Breloth Uprising, a rebellion orchestrated by the dark machinations of Chaos, Khorne’s whispers stirred among the Imperial defenders. Disparate groups���the Space Marines of the Exemplars of Wrath, descendants of the legendary Imperial Fists, Imperial Guardsmen from many and wild regiments called upon to defend the world, and even the Sisters of Battle of the Order of the Sable Seal—all found themselves questioning their loyalties and the doctrines they once held sacred. The uprising ended with the planet a smoking ruin, yet from its ashes rose a new force, one whose cries of bloodlust and battle would strike fear into any Imperial Defender in the galaxy: the Crimson Concord.

Amaranthe, now calling herself the Crimson Oathbearer, emerged as a unifying figure. Her charisma and martial prowess inspired loyalty among the disillusioned. She preached a creed of blood and honor, of strength untainted by cowardice or deceit. To her banner came fallen Astartes from yet more Chapters shattered by war and betrayal: The Ultra Claws and the Jackals of the Anvil, Ultramarine successors disillusioned by their rigid codes, the Shrine Accipiters, yet more descendants of the Imperial Fists, their minds lost in the everlasting traumatic stress of a war unending, and the Griffons of Baal, Blood Angels descendants, lost to their endless red thirst. Yet more Traitor Guardsmen, bitter and hardened, rallied to the Concord, seeing in Amaranthe's vision a god who valued their strength rather than dismissing them as expendable numbers.

Amaranthe’s personal retinue, the Crimson Blades, are a group of fallen Sisters of Battle who shared her disdain for the Ecclesiarchy’s dogma. Clad in blood-rune-covered armor that still bears echoes of their old heraldry, they became her most fervent disciples. Each blade was a reflection of Amaranthe’s ethos: warriors who balanced the fury of Khorne with the precision and discipline of their former lives.

It was on the corpse-world of Duris Magna that the Crimson Concord’s name was etched in blood. Facing the Black Templars’ Crusade Fleet Perseus, the Concord demonstrated their terrifying efficiency. Unlike the frenzied berserkers of other Khornate warbands, the Concord’s tactics were a masterclass in warfare. Their Astartes contingents executed disciplined formations, their Traitor Guardsmen provided covering fire, and their Sisters struck with surgical precision. The Crusade Fleet's Marshal, Valmerick Schusteir, fell to Amaranthe herself in a duel that lasted hours, his sacred relic blade shattered beneath the relentless might of Proof of Blood. Yet even in victory, the Crimson Concord held to their code: there was no butchery, but pure, rapturous battle that would make one weep for witnessing its magnificence. For a grave world such as Duris Magna, the battle between Crusade Fleet Perseus and the Crimson Concord may yet prove to be the most beautiful thing that will ever transpire there. And, unlike most Khornate warbands, Schusteir's death came with a condition: he had challenged Amaranthe on the condition that the battle ended with the death of the loser, and that the survivors of the losing side were not to be pursued as they fled. Unwilling to kill a target who would not fight back, Amaranthe accepted those terms, and though it has resulted in a splinter group of the Black Templars that has spent every day since baying for her blood, Amaranthe looks forward to their wrath, for perhaps in their quest for vengeance, they might prove worthy opponents when next met.

The Crimson Concord’s philosophy is a reflection of Amaranthe’s transformation and Khorne’s multifaceted nature. To them, battle is a sacred rite, a crucible where warriors prove their worth. They disdain the senseless slaughter often associated with Chaos, reserving their wrath for the strong and the worthy. Their warbands hold honor duels to settle disputes, and leadership is earned through martial skill, not birthright or scheming.

The Astartes of the Concord bring the legacies of their fallen Chapters into Khorne’s service. Ultramarines’ successors apply their tactical precision, while the resilience of the Imperial Fists’ scions and the ferocious shock tactics of the Blood Angels’ descendants create a balanced yet devastating force. The Traitor Guardsmen, known as the Bloodsworn, operate with discipline rarely seen in Chaos warbands, their grizzled and rugged commanders enforcing strict codes of conduct through earned respect and harsh discipline.

The Crimson Blades, Amaranthe’s Sisters, serve as both warriors and spiritual leaders within the Concord. They preach Khorne’s creed not as mindless violence but as the pursuit of strength and martial purity. Their sermons echo across the battlefields, rallying their comrades and striking fear into their foes.

The heraldry of the Crimson Concord is a testament to their philosophy. Their crimson and brass armor is adorned with remnants of their original colors, a reminder of their past lives. Their sigil, a crossed sword and axe over a bloodied gauntlet, represents unity through combat and the strength of the warrior’s path. Each scar on their armor is a badge of honor, each bloodstain a sacred mark.

Proof of Blood, Amaranthe’s Eviscerator, is the warband’s ultimate symbol. Forged from the shattered reliquary of Saint Luthias, it embodies their rejection of false sanctity and their commitment to Khorne’s truth. The weapon’s blade is etched with battle honors, its edge honed by the countless lives it has claimed.

The Crimson Concord’s ultimate ambition is as grand as it is brutal: to carve a realm of blood and honor that will echo across the galaxy. They seek not only to prove their worth to Khorne but to create a lasting legacy, a kingdom where only the strongest and most disciplined may thrive. They clash frequently with the followers of Slaanesh and Tzeentch, despising the former’s decadence and the latter’s deceit.

Amaranthe dreams of an eternal place in the Brass Citadel as one of Khorne’s chosen generals. Yet she knows this glory must be earned. Every battle, every duel, every sacrifice is a step toward this goal. Her warband marches ever onward, their blades singing hymns of blood and brass, their oaths sworn to a god who values strength above all.

In the endless war that engulfs the galaxy, the Crimson Concord stands as a testament to the duality of Khorne’s creed: unrelenting fury tempered by honor and discipline. Their legend is one of blood and fire, of warriors who embrace the purity of battle and the eternal truth of strength. For now, they march across the stars, their cries of “Blood for the Blood God!” and "Blood and Honor!" tempered by the unyielding discipline of warriors who see every battle as both a trial and a tribute. To face the Crimson Concord is to face not only death but an enemy who will honor your strength and your fight —and remember your name— long after the blood has dried.