#pumpkin and bone health

[blujayonthewing]

I would have been going insane over the last two sessions of Juniper's campaign anyway because they were both Intense Sessions where Big Important Stuff happened (not just Fengling and Juniper after 2+ years of slowburn, but also important character and narrative beats in general), BUT, I think I am also going extra insane about it because I have barely been able to play dnd at all for months and that's like... My Hobby and My Social Outlet, so,

[theambitiouswoman]

Health Benefits of Various Foods 🍓🥑🥥🥦

1. Coconut: is good for the brain

2. Avocado: is good for the skin

3. Eggplant: is good for the bones

4. Broccoli: is good for the eyes

5. Peach: is good for the heart

6. Carrot: is good for estrogen balance

7. Strawberry: is good for pregnancy

8. Mushroom: is good for the adrenals

9. Grape: is good for the lungs

10. Olive: is good for the ovaries

11. Onion: is good for the cells

12. Ginger: is good for digestion

13. Blueberry: is good for memory

14. Walnut: is good for the brain

15. Spinach: is good for the muscles

16. Tomato: is good for the skin

17. Banana: is good for the heart

18. Pumpkin Seed: is good for prostate health

19. Salmon: is good for the eyes

20. Garlic: is good for the immune system

21. Turmeric: is good for inflammation

22. Chia Seed: is good for digestion

[tiredwitchplant]

It's Time for Samhain! (Oct 31- Nov 1)

What is Samhain? In the Celtic calendar, Samhain marks the end of summer and the harvest season, and the beginning of the dark, cold winter months. It falls opposite Beltane on May 1, which represents the beginning of spring and the life-filled growing season.

It’s believed that the veil between the living and the dead is thinnest on Samhain. Historically, people were worried that they would encounter ornery spirits if they ventured outside on Samhain night, so they dressed as ghosts or wore masks to disguise themselves. Folks would leave treats on their front porch or place an extra setting at the table to welcome any friendly spirits who stopped by. You can see how these Samhain rituals easily morphed into our modern-day version of trick-or-treating in costume.

Nighttime bonfires were another of the long-standing Samhain rituals - this one was thought to help combat the impending darkness of winter and the fearful chill that accompanied the idea of roaming spirits. Because the veil between living and dead is believed to be the thinnest on this night, Samhain is also a powerful night for divination and spellcasting by candlelight.

Usual Symbols of Samhain:

Ale or Mead

Pumpkins

Skulls

Besom or Broom

Beans

Cauldron

Bats

Keys

Squash

Pomegranate

Nuts

Apples and Cider

Bones

Herbs and Plants for Samhain:

Rosemary – Associated with remembrance and is needed during this season in taking time to honor the memories of our ancestors and other lost loved ones. Can be used in an incense blend and at ancestor altar

Fall Flowers – Includes flowers like marigolds and chrysanthemums. Are associated with protection and chrysanthemums come in handy with connecting to the spirit world

Apples (the fruit, branches and blossoms) – Is considered sacred to a lot of gods. A good apple harvest means that the gods have shown the community their favor. You can use apples in different rituals, especially divination

Pomegranates – Is associated with the realm of the underworld and helps with communication with the dead. It is also associated with fertility of the fall.

Squashes, Pumpkins and Gourds – Is associated with abundance and provides sustenance for your family when the fields become bare and covered in snow. Is linked to psychic awareness and development and protection.

Mugwort – Is associated with divination and dreaming. Using Mugwort baths or incenses in the rituals can focus on treating depression, especially with the seasons changing

Rowan Trees – The branches and berries are a way to keep evil spirits out of your house and are associated with good health. If you plant a tree near a grave, it will prevent the dead from rising.

Sage – Is associated with cleansing and grounding. Is a great incense to cleanse your home to bring in the new and out with the old

Hawthorn – Has been associated with the gateway between humans and the spirit world. Is also rumored to an area where you can see fairies.

Crystals for Samhain:

Amethyst – Aids in opening one’s third eye and is valuable to be able to see Samhain’s spirits around

Black Obsidian – Is great for grounding and protect from evil spirits. Can be used in scrying when speaking to deities and spirits of Samhain

Citrine – Is used to honor the sun. Aids in prosperity spells and carries joy

Black Tourmaline – Wards off unwanted spirits from your property and can be buried into the ground to protect from psychic attacks and spirit intrusion

Orange Calcite – Orange is a sacred color to Samhain. This stone is associated with one’s sacral chakra and can cleanse and align reproductive organs, sexuality and get creativity flowing

Bloodstone – Known to heal cardiovascular illness and disease. Can help with ancestry links and work

Spirit Quartz – Is great in helping communicate with the spirits of Samhain and releasing old and toxic habits

Lepidolite – Used to appease the fairies that roam during Samhain

Serpentine – Is associated with snakes and aids in remembering past lives. Loki seems to like this stone and may be great to use for him if you work with him during this season

Dragonstone – Dragons are guardians of the earth, spirits of place, and connect us to Mother Nature. Helps say goodbye to the old years and our old selves

Skull shaped Stones – Since skulls are symbols of Samhain, skull shaped stone can help with symbolism during this holiday. They represent the life-death-rebirth cycle, wisdom and our ancestors

Spells and Rituals:

A Samhain Tea (Apple and Hawthorn Berry)

1 apple, sliced

2 Tablespoon dried hawthorn berries (or 4 Tablespoons fresh)

1 cinnamon stick

A pinch of cloves

4 cups water

Honey, to taste (optional)

Combine all ingredients in a small stockpot.

Bring to a boil, then reduce heat and simmer, covered, for 10 minutes.

Strain the plant material from the tea, then transfer the tea into two mugs.

Enjoy one for yourself, and leave the other on your table or front porch to nourish any wandering spirits who may pass while the veil between the living and the dead is thinnest.

A Pumpkin Spell for Prosperity

A pumpkin

Some paint

Go to the pumpkin patch (or local store) and select a pumpkin. Or let the pumpkin choose you.

Bring it home and paint prosperity symbols on it – money signs, runes for prosperity or harvest glyphs (whatever means prosperity to you).

Then place by your front door to invite prosperous vibes into your home this Samhain season.

Bonfire Release Purification Spell

Paper

Pen

Source of fire (bonfire, fireplace, candle flame)

Gather your materials and sit by the fire.

Take a few minutes to just listen to the fire crackling.

Gaze into the flames and connect with this powerful element.

Next begin to think about what habit or person you are releasing this Samhain. Think about why you’re purifying your life from this thing or person.

Then write the habit or person down on the piece of paper.

Fold it away from you 3 times.

Hold it in your hands and allow all of the negative thoughts and energies inside of you to “drain” out of you and into the paper.

Then throw it in the fire and say,

“After this Samhain, never again. Never again. I release _________ from my life by the power of the Samhain fire. So, mote it be.”

How to Make a Samhain Altar

Beautiful autumn leaves or flowers that you collect on a nature walk

A candle

A mugwort bundle

A string of rowan beads

A bowl of apples or a small pumpkin

A hawthorn wand or bowl of freshly picked hawthorn berries

A picture of your ancestors

To make an altar, first find a corner of your home or a table surface where you can arrange a few treasures. You don’t need a ton of space. You could use the top of a dresser, the corner of your desk, an unused side table, etc. 

After you’ve assembled your altar, spend some time sitting quietly in the space. Light the candle and/or mugwort wand, sip on a cup of Apple & Hawthorn Berry Tea and meditate on this energetically powerful day. 

I could find specific written instructions for a crystal grid but I found a video!

Crystal Grid for Samhain

Let's get ready for Samhain and have a great and safe time!

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Is it okay if i request how yan!twisted wonderland characters act on how to handle f! Yuu when she got her period and practically in pain, i woild be happy too if you can do the teachers and staff but platonic yandere but if you don't want to it's fine

(This idea just comes to mind while i was in pain in my period right now, also sorry if my english not good)

Period Pain | Yandere Twisted Wonderland

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts

“What could constitute that you have to lay around all day!?”

*Whimper* “Becasue the pain is actually unbearable…”

“Oh…I didn’t realize you were suffering. Ace, Deuce, why didn’t you offer to help them before!?”

“But we just found out!” 

“Quick, it is on the Queen’s orders that we care for our lov–I mean friends! Get them soup immediately!” 

His various studies done in his childhood will probably include the female anatomy at one point

But he’s never witnessed it until now

And learning what your like during this time not only is this an awesome learning opportunity 

(Which he’s telling if anyone asks)

But this is the perfect time to take care of you

And flex his husband bone a bit

Directing your friends and the students of Heartslabyul to help with various tasks you need to get done

He’s worried for you 

More than usual 

Treating it like a sickness if your debating if you should go to class

“I suggest that you take the day off! While I know more than anything that you don’t want to miss assignments but your health is of utmost importance.”

And if you do decide to stay

He’s checking on you after and in the middle of class 

Often asking for your ratings of pain

When it comes to more comfort he’s hesitant

Mostly because he’ll burn up in a blush the moment he makes contact with you

Don’t even think about if you show your slightly upset with someone

It's not even in your control but Sam just so happens to run out of your preferred pain medication

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, THERE'S NO MORE!!! WHAT KIND OF ESTABLISHMENT–!!!!” 

Face redder than your blood

you can usually count on the dormleader’s anger scaring who ever bought the last pack into offering it for free as long as he doesn’t burn the building down

At the end of the day he’s pleased that he can provide for you…

“In the future…Let it be known that you can call me at any time. It’d be concerning if I couldn’t do this..”

Trey Clover

Probably informed by Ace complaining about your odd behavior he’s hurriedly rushing into action

Even though his sister is still young Trey is the type of guy to just know that this happens 

Showing up with your favorite treats specially baked by him

“Figured you were feeling a little under the weather–so I brought some of your favorites.”

He’s not going to invite everyone to help him out like Riddle

Taking into account your integrity and privacy 

He’ll keep it between the two of you

Heating pad, pain relief, tampons, pads he’s got it if he suspects you need it

Observing your behavior puts him ahead of everyone else

“It's alright (Y/n), you can rest on my shoulder. I’m sure its rough going through that by yourself.”  

He offers himself as someone you can confide in especially more than usual

Willing to be a bit bolder the more you rely on him

He’s willing to give you a massage or to rub your tummy while you doze off

It gives him so much more leeway than his typical…drugging scheme plans 

“There’s no need to worry (Y/n), I’ll be here for you the whole time.”

Cater Diamond

“Whoa this is like the worst thing ever, for you I mean!” 

He gives you a hard time at first but ultimately he’s there to help

But don’t expect him not to document the whole thing

You can’t tell me Cater isn’t going to heavily allude on his socials that your dating

‘Going to buy painkillers for Pumpkin-bae’

If you at some point bring it up, he’ll just say that's a nickname he uses for you it doesn’t mean anything it does

He’s more than willing to rub your back and tummy 

But beware should you find yourself sleeping off the pain he’s taking so many pictures

With no regard to the fact that you just feel your worst 

he’s archiving and posting like this is Crewlchella

“Ah, isn't my babycakes the cutest!?”

Despite his willingness to share online all about you he’s hesitant to let the curious but helpful students in to help. 

When he does he’s secretly mulling with a smile on his face

But believe him when he finds a way to casually dismiss everyone

Being sure to be your sole confidant at one point or another

“Well well aren’t you miss popular? No worries you’ve got me all to yourself and I’m definitely made of boyfriend-material!” 

Deuce Spade

“Oh? Oh. OHhhh!” 

Either you or one of his seniors is going to have to spell it out for him

And even when he gets it he still doesn’t understand

Acts like your bleeding out 

Trying desperately to stop the internal bleeding that isn’t happening

“I-I got you ice! I hope this will help. Its what my mom would give me when I was in pain.”

He doesn’t understand your mood swings but he’s going to back you up nonetheless

Yelling at someone randomly he’s either hopping on your rage train or just standing out of your way

He’s really confused but he wants to help 

And he’s willing to throw punches if it comes down to it

If you need something from him you’ll have to ask 

He’s not the sharpest tool in the shed

“I’m here to help (Y/n), just tell me what you need!” 

Ace Trappola

“Uhhh that's gross!” 

“Ace!” 

“Sorry sorry, fine we’ll help you.” 

He’s willing to help if only to avoid your wrath  

He starts acting fussy when Deuce or anyone else gets asked to help

Or when you flash a thankful look at anyone but him

That's when he starts really putting in the work

And that is truly what gets him motivated to help

Bragging rights and something to hold over you head

But when its boiled down to it and you two were all alone

He’d sigh before offering to rub anywhere in particular

His hands may wander but for the most part he’s there for that insatiably warm feeling that burns his insides when you genuinely thank him

“H-hey y-you know you owe me right? Okay, okay fine, you don’t but at least let me do this…it’d be a pain if you came out of this and thought I was a jerk right?”

SavannaClaw

Leona Kingscholar

“Don’t bleed all over my bed, herbivore!” 

He probably knows it's here before you do 

Groaning as he starts making preparations for you to keep laying in bed

Just because nature decided to beat you up doesn’t mean cuddling is going to stop

No no in fact it's going to increase because on the worse days your bed-ridden anyway

He’s hardly leaving your side but he’s not taking actual care of your needs

That's Ruggie’s job

But he’d be darned if he let your scent spur any of his students into insubordination

“She’s mine. If you really want to test that out I’m more than happy to leave you incapacitated for the rest of your life. Grr!”

He’s comforting in that he is a literal heater pack,

That holds you tight while wrapping his arms possessively around you

He makes a bigger deal of ‘hating’ it when your on your period

He doesn’t really care, blood isn’t going to stop him from having a good time~

He’s more annoyed with the fact that he has to relentlessly drown you in his scent so you don’t get unwanted trouble

He’s no doubt willing to personally bully whoever to get you your comfort foods 

“C’mon herbivore be grateful I thought of you on the way over.”

Ruggie Bucci

“Eek! Already!?”

He does keep track though 

He includes you in his monthly budget

Prepared to satiate whatever you may need during this time

Especially some painkillers that will help you cart through the day without him

He’s a busy hyena

He typically won’t be able to drop everything for you

But no doubt when the moment arises he’s got groceries and anything you need

“Take it easy (Y/n), you’ll be more able to score more deals if you're actually not fighting cramps. So just rest.”

He’s really respectful 

And he may not have the luxury of staying over the whole time

But if not the night than the early morning

After all he has to take care of Leona 

“Geez you’d think I should pay for my services with how often I’m doing this.”

“But you already do…”

“Then where's my paycheck?”

“Uh you get yours in hugs and kisses?”

“...okay with interest, right?”

Jack Howl

“I am prepared for this! Steel yourself (Y/n)! Hold out just a little bit longer.”

Once again may have picked up on it much sooner than you

Will be especially vigilant, fully taking the environment into account

He’s not going to scent you directly unless he outright asks

Otherwise major guard-dog energy

Such a cheerleader

He realizes there isn’t much he can do other than offer his body heat and general comfort

“So this is the true power of being a woman? Truly admirable!” 

He’s getting whatever you need by any and all means necessary

That's his job as your mate

He must be your protector, your provider

“Leave it to me (Y/n)! I’m here for you. As I’ll always be.” 

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

“I-i see uhm I’ll uh-help you with that. Contrary to belief I am prepared for this.”

He’s really not lying

Upping his own research about women and how to impress them 

Left him with a quite a lot of knowledge about the female anatomy

He’s fretting all throughout the day as he prepares a little care package

His anxiety is on an all time high as he debates if he should give this to Jade to deliver

But true to nature he’ll laugh and come up with some arbitrary excuse

Forcing Azul to do it himself 

Red in the face as he's stumbling over his words he’s truly not used to seeing you so vulnerable

But once he pushes down his initial embarrassment 

He’s more than happy to do whatever you wish because he likes being useful to you

“Hey Azul can you pass me–”

“The heating pad? Already have it.”

“Oh thanks!”

“/////”

He does get a little concerned when others help more than him 

So he might just buy or threaten for whatever someone is bringing you so that he can officially hand it to you himself

“Just know I’m more than capable of doing this and so much more. S-so be at ease around me okay?”

Jade Leech

”Oh my! Well I guess it is that time after all.”

Pretends this is a surprise when he finds you hunched over somewhere

He totally keeps track 

But he thinks it's amusing to see you struggle with handling your mood and dealing with the cramps

He’s helping all the while 

With front row seats to your most vulnerable moments

He’s enjoying it until he’s pulled away or you begin relying on everyone else

Working in the Monstro Lounge during your week of pain has him stinking up the place with his terrible mood

Bordering Floyd levels of strangulation encounters 

he’s relentlessly trying to burn off his explosive anger from being away from you during this time

Call him instinctually motivated but the moment he gets the chance he slinking back to your side

“Don’t stop me from going to them…otherwise I will stay…and see exactly how fragile your ribcage is.”

Floyd Leech

“And you’ll just be laying around because of cramps? That sounds boring!”

He’s not much help in the realm of comfort 

Unless your yelling at him during a particularly intense pain cycle 

He’s not going to do anything

But he is in a bad mood

“My shrimpy won’t talk to me…They’re in such a bad mood…it puts me in a bad mood!”

Watch out without you there to maintain some semblance of balance he’s practically on a rampage

No one is safe

And in that mentality everyone is catering to you so you can entertain him for a short awhile

He won’t completely abandon you if you very seriously explain or your crying from the pain/frustration

“Shrimpy…you're really hurting aren’t you?”

Only for you

Only for you will he settle himself down to cuddle you 

Holding you tight against him 

No one will bear witness

And if they do they will wish they hadn’t

“It's not so boring laying with my shrimpy…and it certainly won’t be boring when you’re not breathing.”

Scarabia

Jamil Viper

“I have just the recipe for this.”

He’s a caretaker 

Has been all his life so this is no hard feat

Although he’s not used to caring for a girl on her cycle 

he's still one of the best

He’s cooking for you, giving you a heating pad, massaging you if you’ll allow it

He’s more than willing after all you’ve done so much for him

Yes, he’ll have to juggle Kalim but he can handle that just fine

This is you and he actually doesn’t mind caring for you

Afterall it further proves how capable of a man he can be for you

“I’m here for you, (Y/n). Obviously It’d be most convenient if you just married me.”

Kalim Al Asim

“Oh my gosh are you bleeding!? We have to call the teachers!”

Jamil has to sit him down and explain it to him

And even then he still has a hard time grasping it

But he’s more than willing to drop everything to provide whatever help he can

Which is mostly just Jamil actually relieving your discomfort

His way of helping is just buying the highest products 

And then trying to somehow “Party up” your period

“Hey (Y/n)! Let’s try playing a game to distract from the pain!”

“Ugghhhhh.”

“Great!”

He’s really trying 

And even when you or Jamil kick him out for awhile 

He feels the pressure of how many others are successfully helping you 

And decides he needs to get better

Or at least have a better understanding

So he will ask you about your ailment

Lending a listening ear whenever you want to ramble, rant, or complain

“Tell me all of it (Y/n). I can’t ever get tired of you.”

Pomfieore

Vil Schoenheit

“Oh dear…well I guess it can’t be helped.”

He was aware that this time would come 

And while he’s not usually one to indulge in endless cuddling he will do it if only to satisfy you and him too

Already there with the best products 

Heating pads, painkillers, and whatever high quality products that will come on short notice

He is definitely verbally bullying who ever came to help

He might insist on putting make up on you if your not a fan of it

What are you going to do, when you’re busy curled up in pain

If you try to get him to go away or not see you because he is a supermodel celebrity

He’s shutting that down real quick

“Don’t think I’d let you rely on some potato when I’m the one who cares.”

Rook Hunt

“Right on schedule madamoiselle!”

Totally kept track and if you didn’t come open the door he let himself in

He’s actually really amicable with anyone who wants to help 

Saying ‘it's a beautiful display of friendship and love for Madamesoile Trickster'

Comfort food? he’ll get it

Massage? He’ll do it

Pain Relief….the natural way? PLEASE LET HIM

“Blood is not deterrent for me, muya lyubov.”

You’ll have to get him to leave with how…unafraid he is with your blood

Need to insert a menstrual cup? He avidly volunteers

Have to change a pad? He’ll help you change into a new one

No? Fine. He’ll throw out the other one for you

It never even made it to the trash

He fully is able to get whatever size you prefer

You never told him

You really didn’t have to though

“Rest easy Madamemoiselle Trickster! I will happily take care of you with great pleasure for it is an honor to see your beauty uncontained!” 

Epel Felmier

“I’m on it! Leave it to me!”

Doesn’t really understand but he’s here to help

While I’m not confident he’s going to really know what he’s doing

He’s trying with that determined look on his face

This actually makes him quite happy 

He can provide for you without having insane muscle mass

At least your mood can be a bit better when Epel concocting an apple tea that fills the space with such awesome smells

He’ll now start trying to keep track of it 

Showing up at your house hair pulled bag and care package filled to the brim

Hiding behind his determination to grow he’s absolutely ecstatic on the fact that you have to rely on him

“I..want to be really good at this, (Y/n)! So please let me help!” 

Ignihyde

Ortho Shroud

“I’ve scanned my archives and have deduced that this will be the most effective during your menstrual cycle.”

The moment you groan in pain he is on it

What kind of little brother would he be if he couldn’t do this at the very least

Portable heating pad, Massager, personal pharmacist

You name it he’s got it

After all as your future little brother it's only natural he help you with that stuff

“No worries (Y/n)-san, I’ll take care of you during this major happiness debuff!”

Idia Shroud

“This is…the prophesied otome nightmare! The period!” 

He’s not coming near you for awhile 

This is uncharted territory for him and he’s debating if he wants to challenge that

He no doubt sent Ortho to help if you 

Now the question is does he end up making an appearance

On one hand he’s sure to build up on relationship points if he goes

But if he doesn’t go his rivals will no doubt up their statuses with his absence

He’d still be watching on all the cameras, so he’d know if they really were making any progress

But what about you? 

For the possibility that you look at him or thank him for helping

Even going so far as maybe leaning on him!?!?! 

Your touch alone could boost his morale significantly 

Not to mention sending him in an absolute frenzy

In the end he’ll stick it out…if only Ortho enters with him

“From my research, something that's helpful for dealing with pain is a distraction…so would you want to watch me play?”

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia

“Child of man? Are you…dying?!”

He’s very confused and incredibly scared

Whether you're clutching your midsection in pain or having bled through your pants

He’s in hysterics

Weren’t you supposed to live longer!? 

He’s in a panic teleporting you to a teacher or the Diasomnia dorm 

Where he’s urgently informing Lilia and staff about your situation

If your not already crying from embarrassment he’s eventually told the reason why this is happening

“You’re not dying but you’re still in pain? How…peculiar of the human body to plague you in such a way.”

If your period was a person he would have brutally murdered them a long time ago

Sneering at the mention of it while your groaning about it

Don’t let him know about how to make it stop

Otherwise your going to have a hard time convincing him this isn’t worth getting you pregnant for

A good way to is to give him another way to help

Maybe removing the pain with pleasure?

“If this spares you the pain of that wretched cycle then I will give you everything you desire.”

Lilia Vanrouge

“Ah, that time is here. Well then guess I should be making you my special recipe!”

“No, please! Anything but that!” 

He’s one who may not keep track but he’s able to notice the signs

You’re so vulnerable he can get away with so much!

Like every situation that involves you he is amusing himself

He’ll help you with remedies he’s experienced through his many travels

Providing exotic painkillers that magically transform all your pain into something alse

Uh oh! Now you have something else bothering you, oh what will you do?

“Oya you seem to be struggling. No worries! I’m more than prepared to help you with this pleasurable side effect. No worries, I'm no stranger to blood!”

Silver Vanrouge

“Bleeding!?!?! Stand back! I need to put pressure on the wound!”

As soon as you get him to stop trying to put pressure on your…yeah

You’ll have to specifically explain the science behind your cycle 

Alas his support is immediately garnered

“Alright! Fath–Lilia said I could aid you in this endeavor. Saying it’d be a good experience for my future as a guard to Master Malleus.”

He’ll do all that he can with due diligence

And he’s more than happy to curl up to take your naps with you

But when all's said and done you’ll try and send him away

Keyword: “Try”

“Okay thanks for all your help Silver. Have a good night.”

“Are you heading to bed?”

“..no.”

“Alright then.”

“...”

“...”

“So you're not going to leave?”

“Of course not. My job is to guard you after all, I can’t possibly let you go through this on your own as your suitor”

“Oh oka–wait suitor?”

Sebek Zigvolt

“WHAT IS THIS?! Y-YOU’RE DYING!? DYING!”

He’s alarmed 

He knows humans are fragile but to be bleeding so much with no prior warning

Your akin to glass

He’s ultimately going to ignore your reservations until your loudly explaining the science of your cycle to this man

Eventually he will so gracefully take it upon himself to provide his help to you

Doesn’t matter if you never asked he’s helping

You’re so much weaker than him it's natural that he expertly help

With no surprise to you he’s quite bad at this

Misusing your pads/tampons/other 

Throwing away your pain killers because they were ‘weak person’s crutch’

And overall just not making this a good time

So you’ll have to explain everything to him 

Every tool, every step has a meaning so if he wants to help he’s following your lead

And for you to be so stern and serious…

SHOWS HOW DEDICATED AND POWERFUL YOU ARE!!

“I no doubt misjudged your expertise!! Show me your ways so that I may aid you in our future together!”

Staff

Dire Crowley 

“Oh…uhm, right…what does that mean again?”

He’s trying…kinda

You need to ask him for permissions to deal with it anyway 

And it would be especially gracious of him to supply everything that you need

…so that you’re not bleeding everywhere

It’d be concerning if that were that the case 

So he’s totally following your lead with this one

Even though he’s not a fan of the fact so many of the students are swarming around you during this time

For all he knows you may need many people to help you deal with it

He really doesn’t like seeing you in pain so if you do at some point complain about it 

He’s frantically sending you home

“Whatever you need (Y/n). I’m so gracious I shall help you with your condition.”

“It's not a condition, it's a natural bodily function for me that just so happens to come every month.”

“E-every month?”

“Yes…don’t look at me like that! It is entirely normal and healthy!”

Crewel Divus

“Do you have everything you need? I wouldn’t be surprised if Sam didn’t have that.” 

He’s on top of it like Donkey Kong 

Making sure you have everything you need 

The only problem is the various boys that are ‘willing to help’

“I should have had Jack install those removable boards on Ramshackle’s windows…now the unruly curs will slink in.”

He’s wordlessly setting some magical traps for those who want to reach Ramshackle

His puppy is vulnerable and they’re surrounded by a bunch of other pups that are much bigger and rougher

If anyone asks about you he’s misleading them so hard

“Stay away from (Y/n) pups especially this week!”

“Y-YES SIR!” 

“Good boys. Now let’s continue working.”

Mozus Trein 

“I see. How’s your pain tolerance? Will you still be able to attend class?”

Seasoned veteran right here

He’s not freaking out because he knows you probably know best

But if you couldn’t get something on campus or in the town he’s willing to do what he can

He’s mostly being the reasonable voice when everyone just doesn’t understand

Depending on your own situation he’ll give you a written list of remedies he’s followed

While silently sending Lucius to watch after you

And I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually joined Crewel in putting protections on Ramshackle 

“For once we’re in agreement. I doubt the students will be able to comprehend, let alone actually be of service to her.”

Ashton Vargas

“What, why would that stop you from exercising? Don’t you know pushing through the pain is how you look like me!?”

“No no you don’t understand this pain is much different.”

“I fail to see why you should stop even still!”

“If you don’t get me off this field I’ll bleed all over it.”

“O-okay. To the nurse you go!” 

“Thank you.”

He’s not sympathetic because he doesn’t understand

And unless you phrase it as some type of training or exercise he will cheer you on

“Ace that period, (Y/n)!! You’ve got this!”

Sam

“Well that’s why I just stocked up on it, just for you!”

Really the MVP when it comes to comfort

He likes to pretend he doesn’t need to but he definitely did research about it

He wasn’t about to turn his favorite baby sis-student away unsatisfied

He also knows your harem will probably come soon and he can’t wait to play matchmaker

“And here’s that (f/f) you ordered in advance and for you some (h/f). Happy eating or rather gifting.” 

[sebastianswallows]

Tom Riddle Headcanons

— WARNINGS: none, just angst

— A/N: So, @esolean asked for some Tom headcanons. These are just very random and scattered ideas about our problematic fave.

Has exactly three emotions: anger, indifference, and obsession.

The latter is primarily exercised in the context of magical artefacts and you.

Because he grew up so unloved, he can’t really conceptualise himself as worthy of being loved, and the fact that girls fawn over him because of his looks just makes him despise them more.

Growing up under constant criticism has also made him a highly critical (and self-critical) person. He would tell you exactly what’s wrong with you, and it wouldn’t even be out of meanness, it would just be as normal as remarking about the weather.

When he actually hurts your feelings at one point, it is the first time he even notices that about himself and wonders whether he should correct it.

He decides that yes, he should, because it was the horrible muggle women at Wool’s Orphanage that made him that way and that his hyper-critical way of thinking is a parasite instilled by them rather than a natural characteristic of himself.

The more he thinks about this, the less he likes it, because what is his real self, after all? Can he even know anymore? What would’ve he been like if he had grown up like all his other peers?

But this just leads him to hate his useless Gaunt relatives and the callous muggle side of the family more.

If he’s remotely fond of anyone, it’s his Uncle Ominis.

Without getting sentimental, he finds more enjoyment in the company of animals than of people, wizards or not. Animals don’t judge, don’t complain, don’t make it painfully clear they’d rather be anywhere else but in his presence. Animals just accept him as he is.

Which means that he excels at Beasts class, being on par with Rubeus Hagrid in spite of being a skinny little city boy with delicate hands.

The girls take this as a sign that he’s such a gentle, caring person. They don’t realise he’d rather pet a Kneazle than spend time with them.

You would be an exception, of course, because his being good with animals would not surprise you at all. Of course Tom is good at everything.

Has encountered all the snakes on Hogwarts grounds by his second year and stays informed on snake society gossip.

He may or may not ask little grass snakes to follow you around and report back to him if you’re seeing any other boys.

He’s more than once fallen asleep while reading.

Keeps himself awake while studying at night by sucking on sour candies.

Doesn’t like mornings. Doesn’t like evenings. Hates every single day that he’s alive. Lives out of spite, mostly.

Likes night time though, because he can sneak into the Restricted Section.

Pretends he’s ignorant of most muggle devices, like cars and radios, in the hope that his Slytherin colleagues will be more accepting of him.

Physically, a very skinny boy. His elbows hurt after laying them on the desk for hours and hours while writing. His hip bones show. He can count his own ribs. He doesn’t feel very confident about his body, so he decides to pay no attention to it.

His hands and feet are always cold. His body can never muster up enough blood that he could blush. He gets papercuts easily and heals quite slowly.

It takes him months to realise — during a random moment while he’s pouring himself a cup of pumpkin juice — that your offering to “kiss it better” was actually flirting.

The first time he got sick was while he was at Hogwarts. While he was at the orphanage, he seemed to have subconsciously known that he couldn’t afford to get sick, so at the first opportunity, his body reacted against everything that had built up in him.

He’s good at maintaining his health once he gets it back, mainly for practical reasons: the healthier he is, the more he can spend time studying.

The first time he’s invited to a wealthy friend’s home for spring break, he realises he hates wizards almost as much as he hates muggles. The parents in turn admire him for his good grades, are envious of him for his bloodline, and talk down to him because of his mixed blood and his growing up poor.

For the first time, Tom doesn’t feel any more at home in the magical world than in the muggle world. He has a touch of an existential crisis over it for a few weeks before he just channels that into feeling more angry and determined to beat them all at their own game (magic)

He ignores your encouragement, along with everyone else’s, that he should be employed by the Ministry once he graduates because what he really wants is to teach DADA and “collect” students just like Professor Slughorn did.

And he’s kind of surprised that you stick by him anyway and move into a squalid flat on Knockturn Alley when he gets that soul-sucking job at Borgin and Burkes instead.

[pilot-boi]

What are everyone’s favourite cereals in RRAYENNBOW? And you can include Qrow and mercury if you want to

And I SHALL include them

Ruby: Special K. She doesn’t actually have that much of a sweet tooth, and she’s gotta stay fit. Plus it has strawberries and turns the milk pink

Weiss: Doesn’t really eat cereal (coffee or death) but if she has to choose, probably Chex. She just thinks they’re neat

Blake: Gonna go with Honey Bunches of Oats. First of all, bees. Second of all, they remind her of the good times on the road with granola bars and what not

Yang: Kix. I know she’s the punch girl, but come on. Tell me she wouldn’t love Kix. Wish I had more to say about this one, but I just feel it in my bones

Jaune: Used to be Pumpkin Pete’s, but then ya know. Also he never really liked it that much, he just wanted the hoodie really badly. So i don’t know why but i really see him liking Cinnamon Toast Crunch

Pyrrha: Life (jkjk) Health nut that she is, it’s not one of the super sugary ones. But it’s also not like… bran flakes. Unironically think she’d really love Honey Nut Cheerios

Nora: Fucking Sugar Blast Supremes or something, let’s be real. She hoards the cereals from Halloween time, Count Chocula, and Boo Berry, and Frankenberry. Just the most synthetic shit you’ve ever seen

Ren: Raisin Bran. Because he’s a monster. He actually really likes it, but he hates the texture of the raisins in the milk, so he painstakingly removes every raisin, eats all the cereal, and then eats all the raisins

Oscar: He didn’t get a lot of cereal brands out on the farm, lots of morning oatmeal and eggs and whatnot. But once he made it to the big city, he absolutely fell in love with Froot Loops. And yes, he gets teased relentlessly for liking the most kiddy cereal ever

Emerald: Think she’d really like Apple Cinnamon Cheerios. Or just normal Cheerios. In milk, or just plain, she loves those things. They were cheap to buy (or steal) so they were one of the few cereals she actually had

Mercury: Reese’s Puffs. With his dad, it was only healthy food, or nothing at all. But he’d see the commercials on TV. So after killing Marcus, I kid you not, Mercury ate nothing but Reese’s Puffs for like a week. And then he was sick. But it was worth it. And yes, he knows the entire rap

Qrow: Again, like Weiss, coffee or death. But I feel like he’d also like Honey Nut Cheerios. I really don’t know why, they’re so un-Qrow. But maybe that’s exactly why he’d like them

[save-me]

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[imnotgrimimjustagrumpyreaper]

HATCHED

Aka: a half-baked short story based on an infamous Tumblr post that I just turned in for a grade

“Can’t we do anything besides go to the library? Can’t we do something fun?” Dante had woken a few minutes after Heather and had been pestering her ever since.

“I think the library is fun,” she replied.

“Maybe it is, but not the way you do it.”

Heather sighed, “I just need a quiet place to get some work done that isn’t here.”

She kept her voice quiet and her footsteps light as she moved through the house.

However, her father was already awake, in the chair, watching the tv, set on the news. It gave his face an eerie glow.

The light had not yet made it to the other side of the house.

Heather paused behind his chair.

“Reports are coming in of another approximately hundred cases, dubbed ‘Wakers,’ spreading throughout the US. Health and safety officials are beginning to wonder if it's contagious-”

Her father grunted, “Of course it's contagious.”

Heather nodded.

“I’m going out,” she said.

“I don’t like you going out alone…”

“We’ll be fine,” said Dante.

“I’ll be careful.”

“Be extra careful, pumpkin. Where you headed?”

“To the library, I’m trying to get ahead on stuff.”

He nodded, thoughtfully, “Good. Go on, just text me when you get there.”

“I will,” said Heather, heart pounding in her ears, she stepped out before he could change his mind.

Outside she blew out a breath that turned to smoke in the cold air.

“I always wonder if today’s the day,” mused Dante as they moved to the car.

Heather was loath to reply, “The day for what?”

“The day he’ll actually not let you go out, and go ahead and lock you in the basement, or something.”

“He’s not that bad, my parents are great.”

“They’re good, but they’re not great,” Dante muttered.

Heather shivered as the leather seat stole the warmth from her back. It was a cold day, the first truly cold day of the season, made all the colder by the warm weather the week prior.

She wore only a baggy t-shirt and jogging pants, having forgotten a jacket. All her fall appropriate gear was buried in her closet: cute dresses and fleecy leggings with festive prints…From several falls ago, back when there was so much less to hide…

Her ribs stuck out further beneath her skin, and her collar bone seemed so much more sharp; maybe, it was all in her head.

-

The library went about the same as usual.

“You always do this,” whispered Dante.

Heather blinked back her tears with more aggression than necessary.

“Yes you do,” he argued at her silent protest.

“What am I supposed to do?” She hissed, her voice cracking from the effort of staying quiet, “Not do it? Just never work on anything because I’m too stupid to not have a melt down.”

“Heather, shut up, you put so much damn pressure on yourself, it's hard to watch.”

“I have to, if I want to get anything done I-” the words died in her throat. She let her head fall on the table, tears falling in little damp spots, making the blue of the lines of her notebook run, like the blank paper itself was crying.

It was always the same empty promise: ‘Half the time I’ll work on homework, and get ahead, and half the time I’ll work on my own stuff, and actually make headway there.’

She usually wound up doing neither. Just sat, dumbly, at a table in the corner, making herself as small as possible, uncomfortable and sweaty, even today, despite the chill leaking in from the windows.

“It's not due till next week,” Said Dante, like the little devil on her shoulder.

Heather didn’t respond. She zoned out, letting her hearing and focus drift off to the soft conversations in other corners of the library as the last of her tears dripped down her chin.

“It's terrifying. It’s spreading so fast.”

“I’m just wondering how it spreads.”

“Oh, so you believe it is contagious?”

“It has to be.”

“How can it be though, I mean, it’s not like a disease, is it?”

“Maybe it's mental; I saw something on Facebook, the other day, about mass hysteria, I think? It's very bad stuff.”

“Oh. Oh, no…I don’t want my kids anywhere near school, right now.”

“I know the feeling, I’ve been fighting with my husband to have them pulled out until this all blows over.”

“Can you believe they’re talking about discussing it in classrooms, now? Honestly? The kids don’t need to hear about that!”

“That’s unbelievable!”

It was like that everywhere you went. In grocery stores, Goodwills, and restaurants, at gas stations, and on the radios and televisions. Social media was the worst. Heated conversations about wakers was something you just couldn’t escape.

“Can we pick out a book?” Asked Dante, apropos of nothing.

Heather felt suddenly exhausted, “You know what? Yeah. As long as it's fiction.”

The non-fiction section, particularly anything on osteology (a term everyone had all together, suddenly, become too familiar with) tended to feel a bit like a war-zone. There was no small chance someone would be willing to get into a valiant and violent debate with anyone picking up a book from that particular shelf.

Despite herself, she whispered as she wandered to the aisles, “You wanna get a coffee after? I’m still cold.”

“Jokes on you, I’m warm,” He teased.

“We’re getting a coffee, you get no choice,” She said flatly, rubbing her hands together.

After a few minutes of wandering, Heather had found what Dante had been after.

“Good Omens-”

“The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter,” Dante finished, “You tried to read it a while back, didn’t you?”

“I did…I didn’t finish it, I’m not great about finishing books.”

“Well, you should finish this one, there’s a tv-show now.”

“Yeah, there is, isn’t there?”

“And I wanna watch it. But you wanna read the book first.”

“Point taken,” Said Heather, and she checked it out with no protest. It had been good from what she could remember.

-

The coffee shop wasn’t far from the library, but it was a far cry in atmosphere: loud, and slightly chaotic. The warmth was well trapped in the bustling place, despite the many windows.

Heather stood back a ways from the counter, surveying the menu. They’d rolled out their fall favorites a while ago, there was too much good to choose from.

“The maple spice is your favorite, you know you don’t come often enough to get anything else, and get the large this time.”

“No, it's too expensive,” Heather said, a little too loudly, and felt embarrassed; she knew she was drawing attention to herself.

“You deserve it.”

“I don’t.”

She went up to order before Dante could argue any further.

“I’ll have a maple spice latte, hot, please.”

“Alright!” Said the barista, chirpy, and not even fake. ‘Thalia’ read her name tag, “What size?”

“Large,” said Dante.

“Large,” blurted Heather. Then, she whispered, “Why would you do that?”

Thalia nodded, “Large?”

Heather bit her lip, “Yeah.”

Thalia leaned to the side, looking past Heather to where there was no line behind her. Satisfied with what she saw, she leaned forward, almost conspiratorially, “Hey…Are you?”

“Am I…What?”

“You know…Are you?” She waved a hand.

“I don’t understand,” Heather said, meekly, suddenly feeling cold again.

“Are you like me-us? A waker?”

Heather’s mouth gaped.

“Say something,” said Dante, having the decency to sound nervous, ”Don’t just stand here, you’ve already outed yourself by taking this long to answer, so you might as well just say yes.”

“Don’t say it so loud, please,” she answered, finally.

“Sorry! Sorry…I get excited…”

A man had come up behind Heather in line, she could see him roll his eyes out of the corners of hers.

“Would you wanna…Talk? I can take my break early?”

“Sure,” Heather said, feeling like she had no other choice.

Maybe she did…But her own curiosity was peaked.

Thalia made the man’s coffee, then one for herself, than Heather’s. She carried the two over to the booth Heather had slunk over to, and sat down.

“My name’s Thalia.”

“We know,” Dante said, amused.

“...I’m Heather.”

Thalia extended a hand, “So…”

She smiled at Heather, leaving the stage open, the mike prepared and ready for Heather and Dante’s little two part act that they had never practiced. Heather got a rush of stage fright.

“What do you call yours?” Heather asked, feeling like she’d tripped over her own words.

She reached for the coffee and took a sip.

“Hm? Oh!...Well, she’s Thalia too.”

Dante made a noise.

She had thrown Heather for a loop, “...What do you mean?”

“Well, we both agree we’re both Thalia. It was a little weird at first, but we’ve gotten used to it…”

“Oh…Is-...Is it like that for everyone?”

Thalia shrugged, taking a sip of her own coffee, “I’m not sure.”

“Introduce me,” Dante cut into her train of thought.

“Uh…Well, mine-uh-He’s called Dante.”

“Oh,” said Thalia, the awkwardness settling over her, despite her resistant smile, “Sorry, I’ve not met a lot of others…”

Neither had Heather, she’d never met another.

“But you have met others?”

“A few.”

“What were they like?”

“Just…People…Like us. I don’t know, I didn’t really get to talk to them.”

Her eyes drifted around the room. Heather’s followed. A silent unspoken question between them: how many more might be in the room?

“Ask something,” Dante sounded urgent.

“What?” asked Heather.

“Anything! Just say something to make it less awkward!”

Thalia was smiling at them when they looked up.

“Have you met anyone who’s-...”

“Hatched? No, not yet…I think I heard of someone. I don’t think anyone’s been brave enough to try around here.”

Heather tried to picture it: a skeleton walking down the street, freed from flesh.

“I wonder what it’s like?” Heather asked of no one at the table, really.

“Me too,” whispered Dante.

“Us too,” said Thalia. Then, she continued, “We were thinking, if we ever…Went through with it, that we might pick a new name. One that fits both of us together, instead of separate.”

“Cool,” said Heather, stupidly.

“We’ve gotta get back to work, so she says,” Thalia says, still smiling, “Thanks…Good luck.”

“You too,” they said, or was it Dante said using Heather’s mouth, or Heather said using Dante’s jaw.

-

Late that night in bed, Heather lay rubbing her jaw, rubbing her hands together, running them over her ribs. Who’s were they, she wondered. Were they hers? It didn’t feel like it…

“I’ve been meaning to ask…” Dante broke the relative silence in her head.

“Ask what?” she prompted, trying not to break the silence of the house.

“Why’d you call me Dante?”

“I dunno…I’m sorry, it was the first thing that came to mind.”

She’d been reading a passage from Dante’s Divine Comedy for class. The character in the book she was reading was called Dante; the character in the book she was trying to write was called Dante…

It was just her default name, then. If she’d had to come up with some fictional person to chastise or joke about ala “Yes, Blank, these wakers are so scary, and probably are government sleeper agents,” Dante would be that person.

On the day when she’d started hearing a voice inside her head, she hadn’t been feeling particularly creative about naming it.

“Don’t be sorry,” Dante said, finally.

Heather could feel his finger bones twitching beneath her skin.

-

Another cold Saturday, it hadn’t really been warm again since that first cold day, all those weeks back, they woke.

They’d head out, that was the plan.

“I’m going out,” said Dante using Heather’s voice, or was it?- What did it matter? It felt bad, wrong.

“I don’t think you should go, Heather.”

And they flinched.

“You don’t look good,” Their father continued. He turned the volume back up on the tv, the glow casting the dark lines of his face into even darker relief in the dark room.

The light would never reach the other side of the house.

“I have to,” protested ???

A reporter on the tv cut them off, “The hearing is happening today. It will determine, hopefully, this divisive matter on if or not the hatched should be considered people.”

“Of course they shouldn’t, god, we need to lock these sick people up before they spread this shit any further,” he spat at the TV, covering his mouth once he realized he’d just cursed in front of his legally adult child.

“I’m sorry, I’ll be careful,” continued Blank, “But I have to go out, I need the library for research, we’re not allowed to use online sources.”

“They need to cancel school. It’s not safe.”

Blank nodded, trying to mean it.

He sighed, “I’m starting to think you just don’t want to be around me.”

“No, it’s not-”

“Just-...Just text me when you get there.”

Blank wasn’t going to the library. They were heading to the coffee shop, bones moving clumsily, weighed down by skin and meat and organs and names that just felt wrong.

Blank had been going to the coffee shop for weeks to meet with Thalia. They’d met others too. They’d learned a lot…Learned that when the skin died the bones died with it, meat and bones both had only one life they had to share.

They didn’t always talk about that…About being them…They’d all watched the Good Omens mini-series, and they talked about that a good bit, too. It was nice, it was a relief, it was a break.

Inside the coffee shop there was a fight.

“Keep it down,” cried a man they didn’t recognize.

“You’re the one who’s yelling!” Replied a skeleton they might have recognized.

“Get to work, Thalia,” spat the man.

“That’s not my name.”

“It is, I hired Thalia.”

“Well, then why am I here, because I’m not Thalia.”

“You are, I don’t care how much you fucking change your body. You can mutilate yourself all you like, you’re still Thalia.”

Blank felt sick, their stomach all the heavier.

Their friend caught their eye and they could feel them urge them to leave.

So they did. Blank piled back in the car and drove, aimlessly.

A while down the road their phone buzzed.

“What?” they answered, it was their father.

“You didn’t text. Are you in the car? Where are you, Heather?”

“We-”

“Who’s we? There’s a fight with some waker that broke out at that coffee shop near the library. I don’t want you anywhere near that, you need to come home.”

The words bubbled up their throat, muscle, tongue and teeth failing to restrain them.

“What if they’re not so bad?”

The phone went silent in their hand.

“What?”

Blank took a deep, shaky breath, “What if they’re not so bad, everyone treats them so unfairly.”

“They kill people, Heather, they’re sick, psychopaths, monsters-”

“Have you even spoken to one? Do you know if it's like dying?”

“Heather-” his voice had turned cold.

Blank hung up. Tears turning cold as they leaked down their face and neck, gathering at their shirt collar.

It was a few miles out of town when they pulled over and shrugged off their skin like shrugging off a coat. They hatched.

Blank dragged themself out of the boiling pit of sulfur; Blank climbed the mountain out of hell and turned to look back at how far they’d come.

“I picked out a name,” said Blank.

“What?” replied Blank.

“Anthony.”

“Anthony?”

“What, you don’t like it?”

Anthony laughed, “Let’s head to the library.”

And Blank spoke no more.

[nimupates]

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To balance your pH effectively, you’ll also want to avoid or limit these acidic foods: Red meat Poultry Seafood Eggs Dairy products Processed grains Sugar Packaged snacks Soda Alcohol Coffee Even whole grains and beans - two staples of healthy diets - should be eaten sparingly since they skew acidic.

Additional Tips for Success

Follow these suggestions to make the most of an alkaline diet: Stay well hydrated with alkaline water Enjoy herbal teas Reduce stress through yoga, meditation, etc. Exercise at least 30 minutes daily Add more raw foods slowly Focus on how you feel As with any significant change to your diet, implement this eating pattern gradually. This gives your body time to adjust its complex systems. Pay attention to the signals your body is sending about the changes. Over time, you should feel less internal "discomfort" and more vibrant energy. Chronic issues you learned to tolerate could show improvement or fade away completely.

The Bottom Line

The emerging research shows an alkaline diet may be an extremely healthy way to prevent damage from modern diets and lifestyles. While studies continue, adjusting your eating pattern to favor alkaline foods poses little risk and offers tremendous potential. It provides a sustainable, nutrient-dense approach to eating that fights inflammation and encourages good health starting on the inside! Doctor Sebi Cell Food Diet Explained: Components, Purported Benefits, Controversy & Safety Reviewed Read the full article

[stevethepigeongod]

I'm doing something I call the dog run that my friend suggested last minecraft live, basically you beat the game with only dogs. You get no kills only the dogs do ( dog kill doesn't count as a kill for the player statistic wise). Now we did do it once but it didn't count ( first reason below ) so I'm running attempts again. Also this time I'm getting every dog breed (9) because why the hell not.

The last few runs ended due to various stupid reasons

- Blew up end crystal at dragon fight ( enderman decided it was a great time to teleport up and got an explosion to the face)

- teamate died to wither skeleton

- my dog pushed me off a cliff and I died ( practically full heath and full diamond?? Also I managed to get every dog breed in this run, made ir all worse :< )

- I punched a rabbit to get the dogs to attack it ( rabbits love to be at low health and jump off cliffs )

- I punched a pig my dog teleported away from ( it had half a heart leftover???)

Here's what I learned

- stop punching animals, getting meat from villagers is faster, safer, and has no risk involved

- you can get bones in structures

- Iron golem hate skeletons

- wolfs hate skeletons

- prioritize getting a shield and boats

- make pitfall traps with trapdoors early game

- get villagers

- trade with piglins for fire resistance potions and ender pears

- it's possible to cure villagers without potions

( aka crossbow with wakeness tipped arrow which is something you can buy off a villager )

- dude, prioritize villagers

- pumpkin probably helps in the dragon fight

It's currently 12 am, I'm devising a strategy to get these weakness arrows by any means possible. Either by somehow constricting an iron farm or using string dupers, creating farms, etc. I'm not leaving my mountain until I'm geared up.

[beautyandlifestyleblog86]

Each of these soups offers a unique combination of ingredients and nutrients that can benefit physical health in various ways.

1. Chicken noodle soup: Packed with protein, vegetables, and carbohydrates, chicken noodle soup is a great option for overall health and immunity.

2. Lentil soup: High in fiber, protein, and essential nutrients, lentil soup can help regulate blood sugar levels and promote heart health.

3. Minestrone soup: Made with a variety of vegetables, beans, and whole grains, minestrone soup is a nutritious option that can help with weight management and digestion.

4. Pumpkin soup: Rich in antioxidants and vitamins, pumpkin soup is a delicious and comforting choice that can boost immunity and improve skin health.

5. Broccoli soup: Loaded with vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants, broccoli soup is a great option for promoting bone health, reducing inflammation, and supporting detoxification.

6. Miso soup: Made from fermented soybeans, miso soup is rich in probiotics and can help improve gut health, boost immunity, and reduce inflammation.

7. Tom yum soup: A spicy and flavorful Thai soup made with lemongrass, lime, and chili peppers, tom yum soup is a great option for boosting metabolism, promoting digestion, and reducing inflammation.

8. Vegetable soup: Packed with a variety of vegetables, vegetable soup is a low-calorie and nutrient-dense option that can help with weight management, digestion, and overall health.

Overall, incorporating these soups into a balanced diet can help support physical health and well-being.

[elminx]

Elminx's "Seeds of the Future" Gourd/Pumpkin Cauldron Spell

Preface Note: this spell is based on the following associations:

Gourd/Pumpkin: both the abundance of the harvest season (the flesh) and the promise of harvests to come (the seeds) Cauldron: an object of transformation

If you do not agree with these associations, this is not the spell for you.

Additional note: please read through this entire post - there will be alterations and other information that will help you to prepare for this

You will Need:

1 pumpkin or gourd that looks like a cauldron

Carving tools (a serrated steak knife and a spoon will be fine)

Seeds - see notes

Other items to load this spell - see notes

Undyed natural string such as butchers string

Seasonal Incense (optional)

A candle to charge the spell (optional)

A seasonal offering to the spirits for their help

This spell is designed to load next year with the seeds of your successes from this year. To honor and hold gratitude for your wins and give them back to the earth as a means to compost them into future wins and successes. As this is by its nature a burial spell, please keep in mind what you are putting into your pumpkin or gourd cauldron - please ensure that it is natural and compostable. I assume that you will add your intention and will into this at any point in the process that feels right and works for you.

This spell needs to be specific to each caster so this will be the bones of a spell. It is your job to add your own personal touches and practice to make it your own. I am assuming that you will set sacred space at any point in this process that feels right for you and your traditions.

Sit down and make two lists. The first list is of your wins for the year - this can be big important things or small moments of gratitude. You know what is right for you. Then, make a list of what you want to focus on next year - whittle this down to a single type of intention - such as love, abundance, or good health.

Find yourself a gourd/pumpkin. This process will be personal; trust your instincts here. Keep in mind the size of your vessel (it should be big enough to easily carve but small enough to bury). You can use color magic to match your intention if you wish. Keep in mind that it should look like a cauldron.

Get to know your gourd/pumpkin. This is the process where you turn your vessel into a cauldron. You may wish to cleanse it, meditate with it, or talk to it. As an animist, I like to talk to it and tell it its job (to be the cauldron of transformation that will bring the seeds of this season to life next year).

Carve out the inside of your vessel. Make sure to keep the top intact as we will be resealing our vessel when we are done with the spell. You can carve as little or as much out as you wish - keep in mind that if you wish to keep your cauldron on your altar for a time, removing more of the insides will keep it from rotting quickly. You need enough space for anything that you wish to put inside.

Begin to layer your objects into your vessel. First, we begin with our wins for the year. You can use physical objects here, write a list, or do what feels right for you.

Add a layer of seeds to cover the base layer. These can be the seeds that you pulled out of your pumpkin or gourd (dry them first in that case - in the oven on a low temp for 3-4 hours should do the trick), seeds that you have collected from your garden, or seeds that you have bought in the store.

Top with objects that represent your intention for the coming year. You can use all manner of objects here: herbs that represent your intention, petition papers, sigils, or anything that feels right for you.

Return the top to your vessel, and seal the pumpkin or gourd by wrapping natural fiber string around it and tying it fast. You can use knot magic here if that is a part of your practice.

Depending on your practice and your pumpkin, you can charge this spell further by adding candle magic at this time. If you have a flat pumpkin, you may be able to burn a candle directly on top of the pumpkin (allowing the wax to drip down and over it). Or, you could add wax to the top from a burning candle that you then set next to the pumpkin to charge the spell. Please practice safe candle magic.

Work this pumpkin spell in a way that feels right for you for a number of days that feels right for you. This could mean multiple candle burns or chants done upon it. You can use numerology here or any other form of magical increase that makes sense for your project.

When the spell feels complete, it is time to dispose of the pumpkin. This spell is designed to be buried - either in a garden or in a compost pile. This won't be possible for everybody - if you cannot do that, you can dispose of it in your trash after releasing the spell. If you can bury it, do so close to home as you want to keep your abundance with you at all times.

Notes on seeds: I'm a big fan of using wild seeds in a spell like this - either seeds that I harvested from my garden or from my natural environment. "Sticky" seeds are even better - think milkweed or thistle. Keep in mind that if you bury seeds, though, there is a chance that they will grow so be careful what you wish for!

Notes on your herb/item choices: this is not meant to be a spell that breaks the bank. Use the items that you have in your own house and already use in your magic.

Notes on candle choices: candles are very personal and you should choose to burn a type of candle that you are comfortable with. Keep in mind the type of wax you add if you are thinking of burying this spell - stick to natural (undyed) beeswax for the safest environmental option.

There are so many ways that you can further alter/enhance this spell to suit your personal needs. I am a big fan of eating my magic - if you enjoy pumpkin seeds, consider roasting some with the same herbs used in the spell (if you are using edible herbs...do I need to say that?) and eating them. Or, if you like to eat pumpkins, you could choose a small pumpkin for this spell and cook a lovely pumpkin feast to accompany it. This way you can have your magic and eat it, too.

You could carve your intentions or sigils into the outside of your vessel. The options are, I'm quite sure, endless. If you do this spell and come up with a neat idea - please feel free to share! My inbox is always open.

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[madamlaydebug]

How Cucumbers Benefit your Skin, Hair and Health! 💚

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Cucumbers are apart of the Cucurbitaceae family, along with squash, pumpkin, and watermelon. Cucumbers are a total of 95% water which can keep you hydrated, especially on a hot summers day. Not only good for a summer snack, cucumbers are beneficial to be eaten all year long. They contain vitamin K, B vitamins, copper, potassium, vitamin C and manganese. Eating cucumbers can help avoid nutrient deficiencies that often occur among the general American diet. A perfect healthy snack. ————————————

-✔️Fights Constipation -✔️High in Fiber -✔️Healthy for Urinary Bladder and Kidneys -✔️Aids in Digestion -✔️Fights Intestinal Worms -✔️Amazing Dosage of Potassium -✔️High in Antioxidants -✔️Reduces Inflammation -✔️Beneficial for Diabetics -✔️Anti-Cancer Properties -✔️Great for Dental Health -✔️Good for Treating Blood Pressure Issues -✔️Flushes Out Waste from the Body -✔️Strengthens Bones -✔️Treats Alzheimer's -✔️Revitalizes and Rejuvenates Skin -✔️Helps Soothe Sun Burns -✔️Fights Cellulite -✔️Stronger, Smoother and Silkier Hair -✔️Hydrates Skin ————————————

Snack on some Cucumbers today! 💚😌

[pixies-and-poets]

Of Verses and Curses: Chapter Four

Woo! Gonna post this as a reward for successfully taking care of my health today :3 Author’s notes:

Days are just drops in the river to be lost always.

This is another light-hearted chapter, nothing to really warn about or explain. It’s also my favorite so far! I hope you enjoy! 

Chapter One

Chapter Two Chapter Three

Chapter Four - Lies of Omission 

T. S. Woodrow sat in the lobby of the Portly Pumpkin, on a little sofa by the window. It had only been a couple minutes since the Phantom had gone off to his room to refresh himself for their little tour, but already a maddening impatience had settled into the warden’s very bones, setting his fur on end.

He was not normally an impatient man, nor ever a bored one. Far from it. Because in every moment of silence, of solitude, of quiet, words flowed through his brain, pouring forth endlessly like the rain from his very own cloud companion. Speaking of which- he looked out the window to where she was waiting for him, and gave a little wave. Jinx thundered dully, apparently as restless as he was.

Today, the words could NOT come in. He would not allow them. He had shut the door from his deepest imagination to his conscious awareness, and barred and locked the gate. He wasn’t sure that merely thinking of a poem was enough to cause ill - it usually took reading it aloud, giving it voice, finalizing it - but he wasn’t willing to take any chances. Besides, nothing was more agony than to have a piece of art completed, and to be unable to present it, to share it. It was best not to start at all.

Five minutes had passed, and Woodrow found himself staring at the grandfather clock in the corner, watching its pendulum swing, tapping one of his hindpaws on the ground to the rhythm of the ticks. 

Words kept threatening to creep in like a draft under the bottom of the locked door in his brain. Rhymes and metaphors blooming like flowers - a phrase here, which he plucked like a weed; an apt descriptor there which he stamped out like the embers of a flame. And how could it NOT be the case? The moment he had seen him, a thousand words had blossomed in his heart, and the moment he had met his eyes, a million more, and when he said his name, a truly infinite amount, spiraling off into endless fractals. He could keep those poems out of his brain, but not out of his soul. And how was that going to work out for him? Surely he would burst, sooner or later….

Woodrow had drifted off into reverie a bit, and looked back at the clock, hoping the fifteen minutes was almost up. But only seven minutes had passed, now! He glanced around the room - at the bored old innkeeper reading a book behind her desk, not paying him any mind - at the framed and signed photo of Rabbid Peach on the wall, who had stayed there just recently and cemented the B&B’s five-star online rating, at the numerous decorative gourds lining the countertops and the mantelpiece…  

He got up and walked over to the check-in counter. The innkeeper slowly put down her book and looked up at him. “Yessir?”

“Sorry to be a bother, but- would you happen to have some reading material? A brochure of the local attractions, say?”

“Mr. Woodrow, you’re the warden here. Ain’cha know everything that’s anything on this planet already?”

“Well, yes, but- I simply haven’t seen such a brochure in some time, and I’d like to know how we’re advertising ourselves, these days.”

The Rabbid opened a drawer behind her desk, rifled around in it for a moment, and pulled out a small pamphlet. “Here ya go, sir.”

“Thank thee kindly,” he said, taking it and shuffling back to the couch, where he sat down again and began to read through the booklet. Finally, the sweet relief of words to fill his brain, that weren’t his own. Even if they WERE rather clumsily written… and some of the information was out of date… he might have to see about having this revised, after all…

“Monsieur?”

Before Woodrow knew it, the voice he was expecting interrupted his perusal. Such a voice- still so rich and resonant… from merely speaking, you could never tell it was supposedly so damaged. The warden’s ears and eyes perked up, and he closed the brochure and tucked it into his coat. “Hello again, Sir Phantom!” he said, rising to greet the singer. The ghost didn’t look too different from before, but he did seem somehow refreshed, and he smelled subtly of some fine cologne. Woodrow also noted that he had a small black umbrella of his own hooked around his arm.

“Is there anything in particular you’d like to see, my honored guest?” asked Woodrow as they stepped outside. He flipped open his own umbrella immediately as his cloud zoomed into place above his head, although she was not raining at the moment.

“Whatever YOU find interesting,” said the Phantom in response. “You must know what is most scenic and delightful to the senses around here, for you have a poet’s view of things, do you not?”

“Oh!” said the warden, as he felt heat rise to his face. “I… suppose you could say that.” He smiled slightly as they walked down the main thoroughfare of Paletteville. The villagers looked up from their business as they passed. “You did say you were familiar with my work…” he began, cautiously. “How familiar?”

“I have read a bit,” said the Phantom, “but not enough! I should like to study your poems more thoroughly-”

“Oh, it’s quite alright,” said Woodrow, split between disappointment and relief. Phantom wasn’t THAT big of a fan, then… but that was great, actually! That meant he would probably not care whether Woodrow wrote anything new during his visit. “You must be quite busy. You are a poet yourself, after all! You write some of your own operas, your own lyrics?”

“Indeed. But I find it is hard to summon the inspiration these days, knowing that I cannot sing what I write.” He sighed heavily, and Woodrow frowned as well. It was clearly a sore subject, so he instead gestured towards some of the local buildings and began to describe them - their historical significance, when they were built, if they had taken any damage in the recent Cursa incident and what steps had been taken to repair them, and so on. As he talked about the village and the planet which was his ward, his pride and joy, Woodrow felt confidence come to him; his words came out more smoothly and steadily than they had henceforth, and he began to finally master his own nerves from being in such a majestic presence.

Finally they reached the outskirts of town, and began to walk along the riverbank. Their talk turned to nature; Woodrow taught his guest of the plants and animals they encountered, their names, their behaviors, and many little quirks which he had learned himself by observation.

"You are very knowledgeable about these things," said Phantom, and his guide gave a small, bashful smile.

"Well, 'tis a warden's duty to know their planet. Not just the Rabbids who live there, but all creatures great and small, and the land itself." Also, thought Woodrow, these birds and squirrels are my main audience these days… but the Phantom didn't need to know that. "Besides… I have lived here all my life. Rarely have I left, in fact."

"Many people live their whole life in a place and don’t know it as well as you do," said the singer with a shrug. "Might I ask- oh! Mes étoiles… C’est quoi?!"

The two had rounded a bend, and before them a ways in the distance was the yellow form of the planet’s moon, where it now resided earthbound. Woodrow's heart shot into his throat and his ears pressed themselves backwards.

"That is not a moon, surely?! Does Palette Prime's rest on the ground during the day?"

"Ah- that is the- that is our moon, yes," Woodrow stammered. "But it rises no more. It crashed to the ground, you see, ah, some years ago. And here it remains. The- the local wildlife nibble away at it… and someday we believe there will be nothing left."

"Quelle horreur… How does such a thing even happen?!"

Woodrow was silent for a moment, gripping his umbrella tightly with both paws. "It is simply one of those things," he finally said, cryptically. "It is a peaceful, lovely planet we have. I suppose the price we pay is that sometimes misfortune strikes."

"What a shame," said Phantom with a shake of his head. "I should have liked to wander your streets and trails under the moonlight. I am rather fond of the moonlight, you know - I was born in it."

"I… it is still a moon,” said Woodrow, suddenly terrified by the disappointment in his companion’s voice. “I can take you to it…"

"Ah, worry not, my good man! I did not mean a slight against your fine planet, least of all for a strange disaster that no one could have helped or foreseen. Perhaps one night I shall visit your moon. In fact, its predicament may be a blessing! It shall be lovely to touch it, to lay upon it."

Woodrow imagined the Phantom's large ghostly form, semi translucent in the starlight, with one arm thrown back over his forehead and the other hanging down over the side with his trademark handkerchief, as he lay gently cradled in the crescent of the moon. The very moon he had once brought down with his own doomed love. Something about the image was so striking that he bit his lip. 

"You said that the animals eat it?" Phantom's voice knocked Woodrow out of his mental image.

"Yes…"

"...How does it taste? Is it made of cheese?"

"Oh!" said the Warden, with a startled little laugh. "I, I don't know, I- I've never tried it. …Some people have, though, and I've heard it tastes like baked cheddar, yes."

"Perhaps we shall have us both a nibble, when you take me there."

Woodrow grinned an absolutely foolish grin at the thought, unable to tell if his guest was serious or not- but the ghost was smiling, and soon they were both laughing.

Having crossed the river by a low downstream bridge, they began to make their way back up the opposite side of the riverbank. Their talk turned once more to nature, and a bit of the history of the planet, some of its founding Rabbids, and so forth. Despite the slow pace at which Woodrow's walking speed kept them, it felt like no time at all before they were already nearing the Sweetie Pie Honey Snookums Bridge and approaching the village; luckily so absorbed in conversation that Woodrow didn't even have to explain that it was called the Sweetie Pie Honey Snookums Bridge.

In the distance, visible from the bridge, was the lonely house covered by a perpetual cloud, which Woodrow prayed to the stars his guest would not notice, nor put two and two together with his own constant companion.

Indeed the Phantom seemed not to notice, or perhaps he just was polite enough not to comment. But what he did notice, was something very hard NOT to notice…

"Oh! Mon ami, you have cruise ships docking here?" He was looking out at the very large space-liner resting in the distance. "Although… she seems a bit rusty and disused, to my eye, this one."

"Ahhh," said Woodrow, who had known he would have to explain this sooner or later. "Alas, 'tis not active. That ship has been here a while. She fell out of the sky."

"Like the moon!!" said the Phantom in astonishment. "My word. Is there something amiss with the gravity on this planet?!"

"You could say that!" said Woodrow, feeling warm and hoping a blush wasn't visible. "I suppose it is like I said earlier. The universe must have its balance. Palette Prime would be the loveliest planet in the galaxy, and simply the luckiest, so we must pay for it with the odd disaster now and then. In fact…” said the warden, as something very important occurred to him, “you are most fortunate that I was here to explain all this to you. The people of this planet do not like to talk about such things.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes! Perhaps it is that we are a superstitious lot, here in the woods. To talk of misfortune might invite more. But really, it is that the people simply do not want to acknowledge or remember when the moon fell, or the Great Tree Blight, or the alien invasion, or the doomstorm, or-”

“The what?!” exclaimed Phantom. “And the… the WHAT?!”

“It was the doomstorm that brought this ship down, and interfered with its engines such that it can no longer run,” the warden said, waving his arm towards the vessel as the two stood on the bridge. “But, again- it is a painful memory for the people of this land. I urge you not to bring it up, or to ask about any such catastrophe. The folk of the planet are quite sensitive to these tragedies, you see. You had best not speak of them.” His cloud let loose a low grumble of thunder and a splatter of rain onto his umbrella, as if to say, you cheeky little liar.

“A doomstorm,” muttered the Phantom with a shake of his head, as they continued onward into the village. “I never would have guessed. I only hope no one was harmed in this crash…”

“Not permanently,” said Woodrow quietly. “Well, not… not harmed, per se. Changed, perhaps.”

“Well, I won’t press the matter. To you, and especially not to anyone else.”

“Most kind of you,” said the warden in gratitude and relief, and soon they were once again on the veranda of the Portly Pumpkin.

“I do hope you enjoyed your tour,” said Woodrow.

“Quite thoroughly,” said the other, with a smile.

The two stood there for a moment, the only noise the chatter of villagers in the distance, the wind in the nearby trees, and the light patter of rain onto Woodrow's umbrella. “Well then, I shall take my leave,” said the warden. “I shall come to your album signing tomorrow, but until then, if you need anything-”

“Actually,” the singer interrupted, “I was hoping you might join me for dinner today. I don’t know any of your local eateries, but the food served in this very establishment is supposed to be quite exceptional, no? But more to the point- I do not yet know anyone else here well enough to dine with, and I should hate to eat alone.”

Woodrow’s ears perked straight up. “Dinner!” he said in astonishment. “O-of course! If you wish…”

“I very much do! So, you will meet me here at six o’clock? It will be my treat.”

“Oh, you certainly don’t have to pay for-”

“But I insist,” said Phantom. “You have been so hospitable thus far, I should like to return the favor. So, will I see you then?”

The warden nodded, and gave another little bow. “Of course, Mr. Phantom. Farewell until the evening.”

As Phantom turned and entered the inn, Woodrow stared after him for a moment. Dinner… was this… did this count as a date? Was it intended as such? Is this… is this the kind of luck he could be having, if he did not write poems? Could he have been having this luck all his LIFE?

No, no, he couldn’t think like that. No point in it, and it was far too distressing to confront. Determined to enjoy his good fortune, he scuttled off towards his errands.

Back in his room, Phantom smiled as he unhooked the umbrella from around his arm, and put it into the stand near the door. He had forgotten he was carrying it, since he hadn’t needed it at all. Indeed, just as the warden had said, the cloud had stayed focused on her old companion.

And why shouldn’t she do so? The thought ran through the Phantom’s mind. Were you yourself not focused on him? Were not his strange mannerisms, his voice, his endearing sincerity and shyness, more fascinating than anything else on the tour?

The realization had dashed through the singer’s brain so fast that he was left blinking in surprise. He had asked the poet to dinner without even really processing why; it just seemed like the thing to do. But now… now he smiled even wider.

He would be counting the hours.

[cassiaallen]

The Jily Wedding post, which includes how I imagine their wedding has looked and what happened to them (and the rest of the marauders) afterwards.

Enjoy!

Jily Wedding

Proposal 31.03.1979

Wedding 31.08.1979

(I tried to attach pictures of the venue, engagement and wedding rings, bridal/maid of honour/bridesmaids dresses, Lily’s hair, the reception, groom/groomsmen/best man’s tuxedos, but tumblr kept messing it up)

After the wedding

-Dorothy & Robert Evans die in a car crash two days later (on their way home) 02.09.1979

-burial in Little Whinging 07.09.1979

-Petunia and Lily each inherit half of the house and money, but Lily leaves it all to Petunia as she (Lily) lives in the Wizarding World

-"honeymoon" late October

-31.10.1979 Sirius organises a Halloween party for the Order (the making of HP+NL)

-Lily finds out she’s pregnant a few days before Christmas

-she tells James by gifting him a onesie that says "I love Daddy"

-last big mission for the Order 08.05.1980

-Voldemort shows up (because Peter started leaking information), Order + Voldemort duel (third defy) [it was meant to be a harmless mission + he finds out Lily is pregnant, making the Potters potential Prophecy subjects]

-15.05.1980 Prophecy

-the Potters as well as the Longbottoms go into hiding

-Harry James Potter is born 31.07.1980

-Death Eater meeting in August informs Voldemort of the birth of the two boys

-by the end of the month he decides Harry is The One™️

-Snape pledge August 1980

-Euphemia + Fleamont visit Jily in September 1980 and meet Harry for the first and only time

-they also give them a baby book

-Jily find out V officially targets their son in October 1980

-E&F become ill with Dragon Pox

-because of his generally bad health, F dies 28.10.1980 and E dies 30.10.1980 largely because of heartbreak

-funeral 01.11.1980 (the last time Jily leave the house/they have the whole Order to protect them for this - the reason this is the last time is because they are marked people and the Order has other things to do and can’t always have everyone take care of them)

-Fidelius Charm (with Sirius as Secret Keeper)

-family bliss

-horrible vase 🏺 25.12.1980 (they adopt a kitten [Crookshanks])

-the war worsens

-little excursions

-Prewett brothers' death May 1981

-Dumbledore confiscates the Cloak

-Harry’s first birthday 31.07.1981

-McKinnon death 05.08.1981

-Peter visit 08.08.1981

-Letter to Sirius 12.08.1981

-early October 1981 Sirius is on an Order mission with the Bones’ during which they die and Sirius barely survives

-Sirius decides that him being SC is too risky, so he, James, and Lily decide to give the role to Peter

-switch happens 26.10.1981

-Peter thinks about the Betrayal for 3 days

-Peter tells Voldemort about the Potters' whereabouts 29.10.1981

-Voldemort decides to attack them on Halloween because symbolism

-31.10.1981 🖤💔

-Peter-Sirius confrontation 01.11.1981

-Jily funeral 04.11.1981

31.10.1981

-Harry wakes up around 7

-James gets up, changes Harry, puts him in a pumpkin costume and makes breakfast with him for Lily

-they have breakfast at 8:30

-Jily put up a few Halloween decorations

-Sirius comes by for lunch, telling them about the Order in general and Remus' mission in particular

-he leaves in the early afternoon after some Halloween fun and taking a picture of the Potters

-James puts Harry down for a nap

-Lily writes in her diary

-Jily sit on the sofa and talk about the war and other things (including how much they love each other)

-Lily gets Harry, takes him downstairs and they have family play time

-Harry gets fussy, so he and Lily snuggle while James makes dinner

-they have dinner and Harry spits up on his onesie, so Lily cleans him up and already puts his blue pyjamas on

-Jily finish dinner, James goes to the living room with Harry and plays with him for a bit while Lily cleans up (she leaves her wand in the kitchen)

-puffs of coloured smoke

-Lily watches them for a few seconds through the door which is slightly open

-she fully opens the door ("I think I’ll put Harry to bed, James.")

-James kisses Harry on the head and Lily on the lips

-stretching, yawning, wand on sofa

-door bursts open, J runs into the hall ("Lily, take Harry and go! […]")

-V kills J

-Lily screams, V laughs again and goes upstairs

-Lily places as much furniture as possible in front of the door and picks Harry up to give him one final kiss

-V opens door and Lily drops him into the crib ("Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry! […]")

-V kills Lily

-Harry stands up, clutching the bars of his crib

-attempted Harry murder and rebounding curse

-destroyed house and screaming Harry

-Dumbledore finds out about the broken Fidelius Charm because his wand shoots bright sparks and makes a noise

-Dumbledore sends Hagrid to the Potters

-Hagrid encounters Sirius who gives him his motorbike

-D gives H a portkey to his office, so they could talk about what should happen

-D explains to H that Harry needs to stay with Petunia + Vernon

-Harry stays in Hogwarts overnight, mainly to check if he’s ok

01.11.1981

-D moves Jily's bodies and provisionally seals the Potter Cottage

-Harry stays in D's office with Hagrid + occasionally Madam Pomfrey who checks on him

-McGonagall watches the Dursleys in her animagus form

-D takes care of things all day (Potter and school business) and tells Hagrid to meet him at the Dursleys at ca. 22:00

-when the time comes, Hagrid isn’t sure how to travel, so he takes Harry, wraps him in the blanket and takes the portkey which already took him to D's office the previous day

-he arrives at the Potter Cottage, finds the motorcycle and rides it to the Dursleys

[canon events]

Simultaneously (Sirius POV)

-after Hagrid leaves, he sits down on the stairs and thinks

-he realises Peter’s betrayal and, filled with rage, hatred and grief, decides to go after him

-Sirius finds Peter in a muggle street [S remembers a piece of information about P that leads him there] and starts a fight (verbally) that starts to draw a crowd

-P pretends to be sorry, while secretly taking his wand out

-P loudly accuses Sirius of betraying Jily, casts the Blasting Curse, cuts his finger off, transforms into a rat, and disappears into the sewers

-Sirius starts laughing hysterically in sheer desperation

-aurors appear, Sirius is captured and imprisoned